Becoming a faggot

My Big Brother Randy

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Characters:

• Darren - The main character and faggot
• Randy - Darren's older brother
• Chris - Randy's high school friend
• Scotty – Darren’s cousin
• Mark – Chris’ younger brother
• Steve – Scotty’s best friend
• Brian – Scotty’s friend
• Paul – Scotty’s friend
• Matty – faggot that lives near Scotty

Randy was lying naked in bed trying in vain to not think about how he had just sucked off his neighbor. It was hard to deny that he was turning into a faggot, when he had now had three different cocks in his mouth since the weekend. His own hard dick was proof that he was turned on from just the memories of being used and humiliated by Mark and Scotty and his new craving for his neighbor’s uncut cock.

He could still taste the cum in his mouth and he reached down to stroke his cock. As he slowly worked his dick, images of Chris’ hairy ass entered his mind. Randy closed his eyes, working his fist up and down his dick, feeling the precum oozing out and coating the palm of his hand and his cock. He recalled the way Chris’ ass smelled and tasted, and how he had lost control and licked and sucked at Chris’ asshole even though he’d only been required to kiss it. This led to him thinking about how thoroughly Mark had used him, both his holes, his best friend’s little brother being the first to fuck him and dump his load in Randy’s once virgin asshole.

Without knowing it, his senses were being overwhelmed with the scent of Chris’ cum and piss, which were left on his sheets and pillow from Scotty sleeping in his bed after being hosed down with piss and given a facial the other night. These smells added to the intensity of Randy’s memories and he felt himself getting close to an orgasm. But just as he was about to stroke out his load, he remembered his order from Mark and Scotty to not cum without their permission. Not wanting to risk whatever punishment they might come up with if they somehow found out he shot his load, he removed his hand and left his hard dick bobbing in the air. It strained to release the load built up in his balls from days without cumming, the last time being when he came as he was allowed to worship Chris’ ass.

He had made plans to meet up with Chris this afternoon, so he got out of bed, his full balls aching, and opened his closet to get dressed. Crumpled up on the floor next to his laundry hamper were the clothes that Mark and Scotty had pissed all over. For some reason, he picked up the pair of underwear and held it to his face, breathing in the smell of both boys’ piss. Randy’s head was spinning from the intoxicating scent and he could barely bring himself to pull them away from his face. He instead pulled on the dirty underwear, a clean shirt and jeans, and finally put on the pissed socks and shoes, feeling his cock leak from the knowledge that he now had their piss touching his skin. The smell was faint and he was sure that Chris wouldn’t be able to tell, but he would know it was there and that excited him.

He was surprised when he got to Chris’ apartment and Mark answered the door. “Hey faggot,” Mark greeted Randy, “Chris told me you were coming over and so I decided to stick around. Figured you probably missed me by now.”

Randy’s dick jumped at the sight of Mark, but he also felt nervous to think that Chris might overhear the way Mark was speaking to him. “Where’s Chris?” Randy asked, as he stepped into the apartment and looked around anxiously.

“Don’t worry, he’s not here. He went out to grab some beer and pick up a pizza for us.” Mark assured him, “He’ll probably be back in about 30, he just left. That gives us just enough time for you to take my load. Go into the bedroom and strip, faggot.”

Mark closed the door behind Randy and shoved him toward the bedroom. Randy stumbled ahead of Mark and felt the boy grabbing his ass with one hand and putting the other on the back of Randy’s neck to lead him.

“Mark, please, we can’t take the chance of Chris coming home,” Randy started to protest, until Mark wrapped his arm around Randy’s neck and pulled him backward against Mark’s muscled chest. Randy had to admit the boy was strong for his age and even though Randy was bigger than Mark, the boy still had a way of making Randy feel inferior.

“Let’s get something clear, bitch,” Mark hissed into Randy’s ear, holding him firmly against his chest. His one arm was wrapped tightly around Randy’s neck and cutting off his breath, as his other hand groped Randy’s ass, “I’m your Master now and that’s how you’ll address me when Chris isn’t around. And if I give you an order, your only response should be ‘Yes Master’.”

“I’m sorry, Master,” Randy choked out the words, regretting having angered Mark, “I just don’t think either of us wants Chris to find out about any of this.”

Mark shoved him down to the floor and slapped him on the top of the head, “That’s why you better fucking move your ass and get into the bedroom and strip like I told you, so that you can worship your young Master before my brother gets back.”

Without further protest, Randy crawled on the floor to Chris’ bedroom and once inside, began to remove his clothes. When he got down to his underwear, Mark laughed seeing that Randy was wearing the piss stained briefs. “You’re such a fag wearing the underwear I marked, just so you can have me closer to you. Get those off too, bitch.”

Randy’s entire body turned red, having Mark find out that he’d willingly worn the underwear the two boys had pissed on the other day. As he removed the underwear, he watched as Mark removed his shirt, exposing his young body. Randy’s dog tags hung around the boy’s neck. Seeing his young Master wearing his dog tags immediately put Randy into that headspace where he only wanted to please Mark.

“Up on the bed, faggot,” Mark ordered and Randy quickly climbed up on Chris bed, “On your back, legs spread and show me that pussy.”

Randy rolled onto his back and pulled his legs to his chest, his asshole on display. Mark unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his already hard cock. Randy’s asshole twitched when he saw Mark’s big dick, thinking about how he’d cum without touching himself the first time Mark had fucked him with it.

“Good faggot, I’m glad to see you understand your place,” Mark said in a tone that was clear he knew he was in charge, “Now get my dick wet with your mouth while you finger your pussy.”

Darren swallowed his fourth load of cum that day. Brian had filled his mouth up to the point that some of the boy’s cum was running down Darren’s chin. He stuck his tongue out trying to lick up as much as possible, loving how Brian’s cum tasted.

“The fag can’t get enough of my cum, dudes,” Darren heard Brian say as he lightly slapped Darren on the cheek and then used his finger to wipe up the cum Darren couldn’t reach with his tongue and stuffed the finger in Darren’s mouth to suck on.

“Yeah, he’s a total cumwhore,” Scotty said, reminding Darren that Scotty was now back with the other faggot, Matty, “Let’s get the fag out of the closet.”

The boys all laughed at Scotty’s unintended joke as Darren felt two of the boys beside him untying his hands from around the closet pole. Then one of them grabbed Darren by the hair and pulled him forward, causing him to fall to his hands and knees. Still blindfolded, he crawled behind the boy who was tugging on his hair to lead him to a spot on the carpet in the middle of Scotty’s bedroom.

“Alright bitch, you ready to see the dudes and dicks you sucked off today?” Scotty asked Darren, pulling him up by his hair so that he was kneeling with his head back, presumably looking up at Scotty.

“Yes Sir,” Darren said, suddenly feeling anxious. Having been tied up and blindfolded while the group of boys used him had provided him a feeling of security for some reason. Not being able to see any of the boys had made it easier to submit to them, not having to worry about the embarrassment of seeing them watch him suck their cocks. But now he would be able to see the looks on their faces as they each took turns using him again.

“I want you to look directly at me when I take this off, faggot,” Scotty ordered, shaking Darren’s head slightly by the hair to reinforce his command, “You don’t look around or take your eyes off me. And you will do exactly as you are told by any of us, understood?”

“Yes Sir,” Darren confirmed that he knew what was expected. His body ached from being tied up in the closet on his knees for so long and it began to shake slightly from the certainty that whatever Scotty had planned next was going to be much more humiliating than being made to suck off four boys and eat each of their cum.

Still holding Darren firmly by the hair, his older cousin used his other hand to untie the blindfold and removed it. “Open your eyes, faggot,” Scotty ordered.

Darren realized he had his eyes shut tight, afraid to finally have the blindfold off and be forced to face the boys who had all used him and witnessed him being the faggot he was becoming. He slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times at the sudden brightness. He did as he was told and looked straight at Scotty, not able to see anything but the boy’s face looking directly at him.

“Open your mouth,” Scotty commanded in a stern tone. As Darren did as he was told, he heard Scotty hock up spit from the back of his throat. His cousin then let the saliva drool from his lips and Darren watched as it slowly left Scotty’s mouth and began to collect in his. “Swallow.”

Darren closed his mouth and could taste Scotty’s spit as it sat on his tongue, before he let it slide down his throat. Scotty smirked at him and let go of his hair, stepping back.

“Fuck dude, that’s sick,” One of the boys said and Darren was now able to turn his head in the direction of where the voice came from. Standing there was a boy that was so handsome, Darren felt like he couldn’t breath for a moment. The boy was in just swim trunks, with his big hairy chest on full display. He was standing right next to Scotty and Darren could see he was a little taller than his cousin, with hair and eyes the same brown. He walked up to Darren and ruffled his hair like you would a dog. “You’re a good boy, faggot. You did a good job sucking my dick earlier. I hope you enjoyed the taste of my cum, because I plan on feeding you more of it.”

Hearing the handsome boy’s voice again, he recognized it and knew that this was Scotty’s friend Steve. Realizing that this was the boy whose dick he enjoyed sucking so much that it had made his own little dick cum, Darren couldn’t help himself from responding, “Yes Sir, I loved the taste of your cum.”

One of the other boys burst out laughing when he heard Darren admit this and Darren looked to see who it was. The boy was bent over clutching his stomach from laughing so hard and when he stood up straight, he looked directly at Darren. “What’d you think of my cum, faggot,” the boy said to him, “Mine was the last load you took, so the taste of it’s gotta still be on your tongue.”

Darren figured that this boy must be Brian, and Darren could actually still taste his cum as he had just swallowed it less than a minute ago. This boy was taller than both Scotty and Steve, standing in shorts and a tanktop, he had dark blonde hair and big brown eyes that were staring intently at Darren. The lingering smile on his face added to his cuteness.

“I can still taste it, Sir. You came the most,” Darren responded.

The boy standing next to Brian, who must be Paul, was the shortest of the boys, with red hair and green eyes. He had freckles across his nose that gave him a boyish look and his bare smooth chest was a little pink from apparently being out in the sun recently. He patted Brian on the shoulder as he looked toward Darren kneeling on the floor in front of them, “It’s not really a fair comparison though. My load went straight down the fag’s throat, so he can’t really know for sure who fed him the bigger load.”

“Way to go dude,” Brian said, slapping Paul on the back, “You worked your dick down the fag’s throat, although it probably wasn’t too hard considering how small your dick is.”

“Fuck you, Brian,” Paul said, laughing at the teasing.

“We brought you a friend to play with faggot,” Scotty said, pulling Darren’s attention back to him. He saw his cousin pushing forward a tall boy with long brown hair and dark blue eyes, bluer than Darren’s own, “This is Matty, but we usually just call him bitch. Why don’t you get down on your knees next to your new little faggot friend, bitch.”

Mark stepped up and pulled Randy’s head toward the side of the bed. Randy brought a hand to his face and spit into it and then moved the hand down to his ass while he took Mark’s raging boner into his mouth. Mark let the fag suck on his dick and watched as Randy smeared the spit around his hole and slid a finger in.

“You better get two fingers in there faggot, make sure your cunt is ready once you lube my cock with your mouth,” Mark’s words pushed Randy deeper into that submissive space in his head and he began to fuck his ass with two fingers as he sucked on his Master’s big dick.

“Yeah, that’s it bitch, show me how hungry you are to feel my dick back in that cumhole,” Mark watched the faggot sucking on his cock while his bitch worked his cunt.

Hearing Mark say it was a cumhole, made Randy’s ass clenched around his fingers and his dick throbbed and leaked precum onto his stomach. He tried to get all of Mark’s dick into his mouth, drooling over it knowing that would be the only lube the boy would use when Mark finally decided to fuck his pussy. Realizing that he’d thought of his asshole as a pussy made Randy moan around Mark’s cock.

“That’s a good bitch, moaning at the thought of your Master’s fat dick back in your pussy,” Mark said as he pulled his cock out of the faggot’s mouth and turned Randy’s body on the bed to pull the fag’s pussy toward his shaft.

Randy shuffled his body to help Mark position his pussy at the edge of the bed. Mark reached down between Randy’s legs and grabbed the wrist of the hand he was using to finger his hole. Mark pulled the fingers out of the fag’s hungry cunt and moved the hand to Randy’s mouth. He saw the fag’s fingers coated in pussy juice and other filth. Mark decided he had to teach his fag an important lesson to always keep his pussy ready for his Master to fuck whenever he wanted.

“Okay bitch, suck on these so your mouth doesn’t get lonely from not having my cock in it,” Mark said as he shoved the cunt slicked fingers into the fag’s mouth. He heard his faggot gag a little and then moan even louder as he was made to suck his fingers clean of his pussy, “Apparently my bitch likes the taste of his own cunt.”

Randy didn’t quite understand his reaction to the way Mark was treating him, he should have felt extremely humiliated and yet his dick was harder than ever from having Mark controlling him this way. Having his face fucked while he voluntarily spread his legs like a whore and worked his pussy, knowing it was to get it ready for Mark to fuck, had his head spinning with an intense desire to submit to his Master however he wanted. As Mark stuffed his fingers in his mouth, he wasn’t expecting the taste that flooded his tongue. He was pretty sure he could taste his own dirty ass on his fingers, and it only had him sucking on the fingers harder as Mark forced the fingers deeper into his mouth.

“Such a dirty bitch, turned on by your own pussy. I guess I don’t have to worry about you resisting when I make you lick my ass clean from now on,” Mark said with contempt in his voice, “Now keep those legs spread wide, whore, so I can bury my cock in your faghole.”

Randy felt Mark’s hard cock pressing against his asshole and he only moaned louder around the fingers stuffed in his mouth, hungry to have his Master filling his pussy again, needing to feel his Master completely dominate him. “Get ready faggot, I’m not gonna go slow this time. I need to dump my load before Chris gets back and we both know where my cum is going.”

Mark grabbed Randy’s ankles and pulled his legs painfully wide and used them as leverage as he drove his cock forward, shoving it into Randy’s cunt in one thrust. Randy threw his head back and practically screamed around his fingers.

“Fuck, you are so tight faggot, feels so good with your cunt gripping my dick like that,” Mark looked down at his faggot, enjoying the look of total submission on the older boy’s face as he accepted he was Mark’s bitch, taking the pain willingly.

As Mark drew his cock out of Randy’s hole slowly, before shoving the entire length back in, Randy removed his now clean fingers from his mouth and looked at his Master’s handsome face, a face that had some similarities to the boy’s older brother. Mark continued to fuck his pussy and for a brief moment, Randy imagined it was Chris between his legs fucking him. Randy closed his eyes and felt Chris’ big cock filling him up, his asslips wrapped around the thick shaft and pulling away from his body as Chris pulled out, only to be filled again and again.

He heard Chris’ moaning getting louder and he knew what that meant. Randy could feel his own balls tightening up as the cock in his pussy rubbed back and forth across an electrifying spot that he felt deep in his cunt. Randy was pulled out of his fantasy with Chris when he heard Mark scream out, “I’m about to seed your pussy again faggot, open your eyes and look at me while I get you pregnant!”

Randy’s eyes flew open to see Mark staring down at him with a look of pure animal lust on his face as he drove his cock hard into Randy’s pussy and held it there. Randy felt the now familiar pulsing of Mark’s dick. The realization that the boy was again filling his ass up with cum and the fading image of Chris in Mark’s place, brought Randy to his own orgasm. Both Master and faggot emptied their balls, one of the loads filling up the faggot’s cunt while the other shot all over the faggot, coating his face, chest and stomach.

“Fuck yeah, that’s hot bitch, cumming from your Master fucking your cunt! Bitch loves getting his pussy filled with my seed, but you were meant to ask permission before cumming,” Knowing that they didn’t have much time left before Chris returned, Mark yanked his cock out of the faggot’s fuckhole and stepped up to the fag’s face. He grabbed the still dazed Randy by the back of the head and pulled it toward his dick, tapping his still hard cock against Randy’s lips, “Clean me off bitch,”

Randy opened his eyes and looked down at the cock and could see the evidence of the recent fucking. There was no mistaking the light coating on Mark’s dick, and before Randy could protest, the dirty cock was shoved between his lips and the taste flooded his mouth. For the second time that day, Randy was tasting his own ass, first off his fingers and now directly from his Master’s cock.

“I want my dick spotless, faggot,” Mark ordered, “This should help you do a better job keeping your pussy cleaned out, unless of course you like the taste of your dirty cunt. Either way, you’ll always clean off my fuckstick once I’ve dumped a load in your cumhole. And I want your pussy smooth for the next time I use it.”

Randy heard himself moaning around Mark’s cock as he sucked off the slime and swallowed it, while he clenched his sore pussy to hold in his Master’s sperm. Apparently satisfied that his dick was clean enough, Mark pulled out of Randy’s mouth and dried his dick in the faggot’s hair. He then walked over to pick up his shirt and put it back on, now fully clothed as Randy lay on the bed naked and a complete mess, covered in sweat and cum.

“You probably should clean yourself up, faggot, unless you want my brother to find out what a faggot whore you are,” Mark suggested. Randy found it hard to think or move, but jumped to his feet when he heard the front door open.

Matty stepped over next to Darren and knelt down in front of him. “Hi,” was all he said softly, obviously uncomfortable with what was to come. Darren thought the boy looked pretty, less masculine than the other boys, although he was taller and appeared to be the oldest out of them all. He moved to Darren's side, with their arms and hands touching slightly.

“So that we don’t get them confused,” Steve spoke up, “Matty can be bitch and the faggot, well, he is obviously faggot.”

“Good idea. That way when we give them orders they know who we are talking to,” Scotty agreed, “So we were explaining to bitch on the way over here that he and faggot were going to play some games to entertain us. A little faggot competition, and we’ll decide who the winner is and what the prize should be.”

“First though, bitch should strip down to his underwear just like faggot is,” Brian suggested.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Matty pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the side. His chest was very tan but smooth, and when he lifted his arms to remove the shirt Darren saw that even his armpits were completely hairless. Then Matty unbuttoned his shorts and got down on all fours in front of Darren, facing forward so that his big butt was right in front of the younger boy. Matty then began to push his shorts down over his hips and buttcheeks and the top of a thong became visible.

“Faggot, why don’t you help bitch get out of those shorts,” Steve ordered, not seeming shocked by the thong the bitch had on.

Darren happily moved up behind Matty and pulled the shorts down to his knees, exposing the boy’s big round ass that was as tan as the rest of him. Seeing the boy wearing a thong, the strap running up the crack of his ass, looked incredibly sexy to Darren and before he realized what he was doing, he bent forward and put his face in Matty’s ass and took in a deep breath. The boy smelled amazing, clean with just a hint of sweat and musk from his asshole.

“Ah, look how cute, he’s greeting bitch just as faggots should, getting to know the scent of each others pussies,” Scotty laughed at his little cousin behaving like such a slut, “Bitch, get to know faggot’s scent.”

Matty finished pulling the shorts off his legs and then both boys turned on all fours so that now Matty was facing Darren’s ass. He pressed his face against the fabric covering the boy’s butt and began to sniff loudly, getting all the boys to laugh at the fags smelling each others butts like dogs would.

“How’d it smell, bitch?” Steve asked.

“Did one of you fuck him?” Matty asked turning around and getting up on his knees to face the group of four boys, “It smells like cum.”

“What the fuck? Faggot get up on your knees and turn around,” Scotty demanded angrily, before turning to his friends, “Did one of you fuck the fag’s pussy?”

They all started to deny doing anything with his ass and only using his mouth, when Darren spoke up, “I’m sorry Sir, but it is my cum. I sprayed my underpants while I was sucking Steve’s dick.”

Steve got a huge smile on his face and walked over to stand in front of Darren. “You shot your little load just from having my dick in your mouth, boy?” Steve asked, gripping Darren by the shoulder.

“Yes Sir, it happened as you were filling my mouth with your cum. I’m sorry, Sir,” Darren admitted, hanging his head.

Steve chuckled and pulled Darren into his crotch and held his face against the bulge in his shorts, “No need to be sorry, kid, it’s hot to know that you loved my cock and cum so much,” Steve said and turned to face his buddy’s, glowing with pride, “The faggot’s already hooked on my junk. I don’t even think Matty’s ever cum just from sucking my dick.”

“Yeah, but I bet he has while getting his pussy fucked by your brother,” Paul said, trying to keep Steve’s ego from getting so big that none of them would be able to stand it, “Now that would be hot to see.”

“Alright guys,” Scotty interrupted, “I think it’s time we get the competition started, so let me explain how I’ll start the games and then each of us will have a turn to come up with the next one.”

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