Becoming a faggot

My Big Brother Randy

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Main 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
• Craig – Steve’s older brother
• Matty – Craig’s faggot
• Alejandro – Pablo’s nephew and neighbor to Randy and Darren

Randy was yanked out of a deep sleep when he felt something slapping him. It took him a moment to comprehend what was going on. As his head cleared and he fully came awake, he realized he was under the covers with a hard cock beating against his face. The dick was smacking him in the forehead, nose, cheeks, smearing precum all over.

Randy tried to pull away, but a tight grip around his neck and a hand firmly on the back of his head held him in place. The dick was now being rubbed against his forehead and a pair of sweaty balls mashed against his mouth. The smell coming off the crotch filled his nostrils with a musk that had his head spinning and any thought of stopping what was happening disappeared. He took in deep breaths and instead of fighting it, he stuck out his tongue and began to taste the salty flesh of the balls.

When the dick was brought down and pressed between his parted lips, he instantly knew who his abuser was. The moment his tongue came into contact with Alex’s uncut cock, his mouth started to water at the taste of this hot man’s cock and the dick grime that had built up under his foreskin. It was clear that Alex intended to control the blowjob he was taking from Randy, as his hands both clasped onto the back of Randy’s head and held him tight to his crotch, slowly humping his dick in and out of the wet warm mouth.

It was an awkward angle to be in, on his side, with his left arm trapped under him, his head held between Alex hands and his open mouth an easy target for the cock to slide into. As Alex continued to fuck his mouth, spit poured down the side of Randy’s face, making him somehow feel more like a cocksucker. And Alex seemed to be enjoying himself, taking deeper and deeper thrusts into the wet hole engulfing his cock.

Randy could feel his arm starting to go numb, so he tried to shift his body. When he did, his hand brushed against a hairy leg behind him. Immediately he remembered that he had fallen asleep in bed with Alex and Chris and that his best friend was apparently sleeping right behind him. The room was dead quiet except for the sounds of Randy slurping and sucking and gagging on Alex’s big cock, and Randy was worried that the noise might wake Chris.

“Fuck yeah, bitch,” Alex moaned loudly, “Just lay there and let me fuck your face. Get my dick nice and wet, baby.”

Despite the concern that Chris might wake up because of Alex talking, the words sank into Randy’s head and caused his dick to throb and ooze precum. He was surprised at how hard he was, unable to deny that he liked how Alex was treating him. For his part, Alex never let up and kept on with the rapid thrusts in and out of Randy’s mouth, determined to get his dick down Randy’s throat.

The room was filled with the sounds of a very wet and frantic blowjob. Each time Alex’s cock thrust against the back of his throat, Randy would gag uncontrollably and then noisily take in a ragged breathe once Alex pulled back, before being made to swallow dick again. His lips were stretched wide to accommodate Alex’s thick tool and he had to concentrate on keeping his teeth from scraping the tube of flesh raping his mouth.

When Alex finally achieved his goal and his cock penetrated Randy’s throat and sank in, Randy thought he’d choke to death. This was the biggest and fattest cock he’d had in his throat and Alex just held his face pressed against his crotch, taking his time to enjoy the accomplishment. He ground his groin into Randy’s face and then Alex flexed his cock in the warm tight throat, before withdrawing his dick from Randy’s mouth completely. Randy gasped desperately for air even as Alex slapped his saliva slicked cock on Randy’s face.

Before Randy could even catch his breath, Alex resumed his face fuck and immediately rammed his cock down Randy’s throat again. Now that he’d broken the seal, it was easier to work in his dick balls deep. The hot latin man used short quick thrusts to fuck the throat, before pulling out to let the bitch pull in a breath and then ramming back home again. Alex continued this, thoroughly enjoying the tightness of the hole swallowing his cock and the sounds coming from the mouth he was fucking.

After what felt like hours but might have only been ten minutes, Randy thought he couldn’t take it any more and was relieved when Alex pulled out his dick completely and just lay it across Randy’s face. He had to admit to himself that he had loved having Alex use his mouth as a fuckhole and that despite the pain, he wanted that thick cock back in his mouth. But Alex had other plans.

Randy didn’t dare move from his place under the covers as Alex climbed off the bed. He heard Alex move around the bed and then felt hands reach under the covers and grab him by the ankles and yank him further down the mattress. Alex grabbed Randy by the hips and lifted him to his hands and knees, slapping at his hardon when his hand came into contact with it sticking straight out from Randy’s crotch.

Still under the covers, Randy became increasingly nervous as Alex positioned him so that he was straddling Chris’ legs, as his friend slept peacefully on his back. But when Randy saw his friend’s soft cock in front of his face, all thoughts left his head. He moved his face closer to Chris’ groin and hovered his face just above his balls and breathed in the musky scent. The intoxicating smell took control of Randy’s actions and he couldn’t stop himself from taking a lick at Chris’ nutsack. They tasted even better than they smelled and Randy took another tentative lick.

The bottom of the covers were pulled up and laid across Randy’s back, exposing just his ass. He heard Alex spit and felt his hole being wet with it. Alex slipped a finger into Randy’s ass and fingered his hole, while at the same time reaching up and pressing down on the back of Randy’s head.

“Suck on his dick while I get your pussy ready, bitch,” Alex leaned down and whispered into Randy’s ear through the blanket separating them, “Be a good girl and open both your holes to us.”

Having Alex order him to suck his best friend seemed to make it easier for Randy to submit to his desires. He tried to convince himself that he wouldn’t be doing any of this because he wanted to, but instead because Alex was making him. And with it now rationalized in his head, he opened his mouth and sucked in the head of Chris’ soft dick.

As he put his mouth around his best friend’s meat for the first time, Randy forgot about his fears and gave in to his lust. As he sucked gently on Chris’ soft cock, it began to awaken and get hard in his mouth. This excited Randy even more and he found himself willingly slurping on his friend’s pole. It slowly responded to the warm wet mouth working so hard to please it and shortly after he started, Randy found himself bobbing his mouth up and down the length of Chris’ cock.

Alex had worked two fingers into Randy’s ass while he’d been focused on getting Chris hard with his mouth. Now Alex withdrew those fingers and spit into his hand again. Randy heard the distinct sound of him lubing up his cock an instant before Alex forced the head of his dick into Randy’s hole and proceeded to slowly slide in.

“Fuck you have a tight cunt,” Alex hissed above Randy, as he pressed his fat cock in deeper and deeper. As Alex inched further into Randy’s hole, he worried what Chris would think if and when he woke up. He would see someone under the covers, except for an exposed ass that was being fucked by his friend Alex. And he would feel this same person sucking his dick and very quickly understand that it was Randy who was taking cock in both holes.

Alex started to work his dick in and out of Randy’s ass, penetrating him deeper and deeper with each stroke, until Randy felt Alex’ thick bush against his asscheeks and his heavy balls slapping against Randy’s nuts. The sensation of the cock as it pulled out was driving him crazy, feeling his ass clamped around it, not wanting to let it go, his asslips following Alex’s cock as it pulled away from his body. As Alex drove back into him, he moved his mouth down the length of Chris’ cock. When Alex withdrew, Randy raised up on Chris’ cock. He loved the feeling of his best friend’s cock as it continued to expand in his mouth, even as his ass was on fire with sensations that were fairly new to him. Randy felt his own dick jutting out beneath him, bouncing and throbbing in time to Alex pounding his hole.

He hoped this moment would never end, secretly sucking his sleeping friend’s cock, able to finally submit to him as he had been fantasizing but without him knowing. Their friendship not put at risk because of Randy’s desires to be his best friend’s bitch. Yet there he was being fucked by Chris’ friend, right in front of Chris. Randy was just thankful that he was under the covers and didn’t have to see the look on Chris’ face in the moment when he did wake up to the scene playing out in his own bed.

As if reading Randy’s thoughts, Alex yanked the cover off, exposing the faggot underneath. He reached forward to grab Randy by the hair and yank his head up and off Chris’ dick. Alex slammed his cock deep into Randy’s ass and moaned loudly as Randy felt the cock in his hole throbbing. He was forced to stare straight ahead at his sleeping best friend, with Alex’s dumping his load into Randy, the cum hot as it filled his ass.

Once Alex had finished emptying his balls into Randy’s freshly bred cunt, he pulled out of Randy and held his hand under to catch whatever cum leaked out. He then brought the hand to Randy’s face. Without having to be told, Randy began to lap the load from the palm of Alex’s hand, before he then smeared the remainder all over Randy’s face. He felt shame like he never had before, as he stared down at his friend who was still passed out, fresh cum coating Randy’s face and ass.

Darren woke with Matty’s smooth ass in his face, the boy’s big hairless balls on his chin. Darren lifted his head slightly and saw Matty outside the covers turned the other way on his hands and knees, his face in Brian’s crotch, while he straddled Darren’s face.

At the feel of Darren moving under him and brushing against his balls, Matty took his mouth off Craig’s hard cock and looked back to Darren, “Good morning, cutie,” Matty said with a big smile, “Be a good boy and lick the morning sweat off my balls and eat my ass.”

“Yeah boy,” Craig said, lying next to Darren, his arms lifted above his head enjoying the morning blowjob his bitch was giving him, “And when you’re done eating his cunt, get your face in my pits and clean me up.”

With that, Matty lowered his crotch to Darren’s face and went back to sucking Craig’s dick. Darren loved the smell of Matty and began lapping at the boy’s smooth balls as he stuck his nose against his asshole. He breathed in the scent of Matty’s ripe hole as he tasted his nutsack. As he sucked one of Matty’s balls into his mouth, all he heard was the slurping sounds Matty was making, and Darren felt his little dick start to harden.

“Fuck yeah, bitch,” Craig moaned, “Worship your man’s cock and work for your first load of the day.”

Matty went wild on Craig’s dick and wiggled his ass, wiping his sweaty crack all over Darren’s face. In addition to the musky smell of his ass, Darren picked up the scent of Craig’s cum still buried in Matty’s hole from the night before. He moved his mouth off the boy’s balls and pressed it against the puckered asshole. He ran his tongue against the hole and Matty moaned and pressed down harder into Darren’s face.

“Suck my man’s load outta my ass, boy, while I suck one out of his cock,” Matty instructed and Darren felt the hole open up slightly and allow his tongue to press in a little. As Darren eagerly ate Matty’s beautiful ass, the hole parted even more and Darren got his first taste of Craig’s cum starting to leak out of the boy’s asschute.

A steady trickle of cum began to run across his tongue and he dove in deeper, wanting to taste more of Craig’s seed and Matty’s pussy. The harder he worked for it, the more cum he was rewarded with as Matty pushed the load out into Darren’s open mouth. The combined taste of semen and assjuices was something Darren was learning to crave.

“You done cleaning out that cunt yet, boy,” Craig asked, “I’m eager to feel both my boy’s worshipping me.”

“I think he’s gotten all your cum from my ass, Sir,” Matty said, shifting his body off of Darren, “Go clean my man’s sweaty pits, boy.”

Darren rolled over toward Craig and immediately buried his face in the strong smell of his armpit, rubbing his face in it and getting the scent of it all over his face. Once he’d wiped up all the sweat with his face, he began to lick Craig’s pit clean.

After Craig thought he’d done a good enough job on the right pit, he brought his arm down and pulled Darren’s little body across him and pressed the boy’s face into his other pit. As the boy repeated the cleaning process, Craig used his free hand to explore Darren’s little ass. He pressed a finger against the boy’s tight hole and Darren moaned into Craig’s pit.

“You’ve got a tight pussy, boy,” Craig said approvingly, “I’m going to enjoy the feel of my big dick stretching it open someday soon.”

Darren was overwhelmed with a desire to please both Craig and Matty. He continued to breathe in the smell of Craig’s musky pit and lap up the sweat, as the older boy moved his hand to Darren’s little chest and started to rub his perky nipples. This just made Darren moan even louder.

“Sounds like our boy is enjoying himself,” Matty observed.

“He’s a natural,” Craig agreed, “I think his little titties are even more sensitive than yours, babe.”

“Can I play with him a little, Sir?” Matty asked, getting hot watching Darren worship his man.

“I think I’d like to watch my two bitches making out,” Craig agreed, rolling Darren off of him. With Darren on his back now, Matty crawled up on top of him and began to kiss him on the mouth.

“I can smell your sweat and my cunt all over his face, baby,” Matty said to Craig before stuffing his tongue back into Darren’s mouth. This was all still so new to Darren and it felt odd to have his mouth invaded like that by another boy’s tongue, but he thought he could taste Craig’s cock on Matty and so he mimicked Matty’s moves and kissed back. Their tongues darted back and forth across each others lips. Matty sucked Darren’s tongue into his mouth and smashed their faces together, breathing in and pulling Darren’s breath out of his lungs. The feelings were all so intense for Darren.

Matty moved his mouth down Darren’s chin and neck, kissing and licking as he went, until his mouth latched onto one of his nipples. As he sucked and nibbled, Craig brought his mouth down on Darren’s and he found himself moaning against Craig’s lips pressed against his. It went on like this for awhile, until Craig pulled away and lay back.

“Okay boys,” Craig said, “Time for you both to worship my dick. I want to feel you make out around it.”

Matty was the first to shift back between Craig’s legs and Darren soon followed. Matty held Craig’s hard dick in one hand at the base, offering it to Darren, “You first.”

Darren licked at the cock head, as Matty moved down to lick and suck on Craig’s big hairy balls. Craig reached down and took hold of his dick from Matty, and Matty immediately pushed his face under Craig and used both hands to pull his asscheeks apart to allow him to get his mouth to Craig’s hole. Darren pulled back a little and stared at the rigid dick in his face. It was the biggest he’d seen, even larger than Chris’ and Randy’s.

“Take your time, boy,” Craig coached, rubbing and slapping his dick lightly against Darren’s face, “Just enjoy it in your mouth, knowing that you are making me feel good. My bitch has had years of practice, so let him show you how to suck my dick properly.”

Matty moved out from under Craig’s ass and brought his mouth up to his dick. He sucked it down in one go and Darren watched as Craig’s dick sank into Matty’s throat until his nose was pressed to Craig’s stomach. Matty pulled off and Darren was then offered the saliva slicked dick. Darren put it in his mouth.

“Lick it with your tongue as you suck,” Matty instructed, “Try to make him feel as good as you can.”

Matty and Darren took turns sucking Craig’s dick, Matty telling him to wrap his lips tight around the cock and suck in and flick his tongue across the head. Precum oozed across Darren’s tongue and he loved the taste of it. It reminded him of that first time he’d been with Chris and Randy and they had both shot their loads all over his face and he’d tasted a man’s cum for the first time.

Darren had his lips around the base of Craig’s cock, his tongue extended and licking at his balls, as Matty bobbed up and down above him. Once Craig began to breathe heavier, Matty guided Darren’s mouth to his and they kissed around the head of Craig’s cock. Their tongues connected as they licked the dick between them, as Craig held his dick and slipped it first into one boy’s mouth and then the other.

Eventually, the stimulation must have been too much and Craig put his hands on the back of their heads and pressed them together around his cock as it exploded and cum began to spurt out all over both boys’ faces. Once his balls were emptied, Craig pulled Matty and Darren up to him and the three of them made out as Craig licked up his cum and forced it into their mouths with his tongue.

Paul had been awake for at least an hour, but could not bring himself to get out of bed. He was stuck between Steve and Brian and didn’t want to move a muscle and break the spell. Both of the other boys were still asleep. Steve in just his underwear cuddled up to Paul’s small frame, an arm draped across Paul’s chest and his morning wood pressed against Paul’s leg. Brian was on his left and had his arms raised up above his head and his armpit just inches from Paul’s face. Teen boy sweat was all Paul could smell, causing his dick to rise up from the patch of red hair in his crotch.

Breathing in his friend’s masculine scent, Paul remembered how he’d fallen asleep last night with Brian holding him around the waist and pulled against him. And how he’d never been happier in his life, that was until this moment. Paul couldn’t help himself and craned his neck and turned his head to get his nose closer to the source of his best friend’s body odor.

He reached down and lightly stroked his hardening dick, as he closed his eyes and tried to remember Brian’s cock. He’d seen it plenty of times over the last few days and once he’d gotten the image of his friend’s big dick firmly in his head, he imagined getting it firmly in his mouth. He pictured them alone in the bed, and Brian telling him to get down between his legs. Once Paul was there, Brian would guide his face under his ballsack and tell Paul to rub his face all over his junk and breath in his smell and get his ball sweat all over his face. Paul recalled how Brian’s nuts had smelled and the feel of them when he’d had them in his mouth as Brian squatted down over him to get his ass kissed yesterday.

Then Brian would raise his legs up and tell Paul to kiss his ass again before licking his crack and finally tasting his best buddy’s shithole. “Show me how you worship me, dude,” Brian would say to him, and Paul would do just that, worshipping his idol’s ass and cleaning his hole for him if that was what he wanted. Paul brought up the memory from yesterday of how Brian’s ass had smelled and he felt his dick pulse in his hand as his fantasy felt more real.

He’d continue to lick and kiss Brian’s asshole, listening to him moan, until his friend would lower his legs and begin slapping his hard dick against Paul’s forehead. “Tell me how bad you want my dick,” Brian would say, “Tell me how long you’ve wanted to get my dick in your mouth and taste my jizz.” Paul would admit to his friend that he’d secretly wanted Brian for so long, jealous of Matty and how he got to suck Brian’s cock. Paul wasn’t sure if he wanted to be a bitch, but he was pretty certain he wanted to be Brian’s.

Happy to hear his friend finally admit what Brian had already known for awhile, he offers his cock to his friend and Paul tastes it for the first time. Just thinking about sucking Brian’s dick brings Paul close to cumming and he takes his hand off his dick, trying to hold back the orgasm that had been building as he’d fantasized about Brian.

“Dude, are you jerking off while you perv out on my stink?” Brian asked in a soft whisper.

Paul’s eyes shot open and he looked up from his friend’s armpit and saw Brian was awake and staring right at him, giving him a sexy crooked grin. “Fuck no, man,” Paul denied and pulled away from Brian, “Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Whatever you say, dude,” Brian laughed, “I could have sworn I heard you say my name, with your face practically buried in my pit. And I’m almost positive you were jerking that little penis between your legs at the same time.”

“What the fuck are you two girls gossiping about,” Steve said, rolling onto his back and stretching up, surrounding Paul on both sides with the strong scent of boys.

“Paulie was just enjoying being in bed with two real men, that’s all,” Brian said, as he threw back the blanket and got out of bed, Paul quickly hiding his hardon, “But I think we’ve given Paul enough fantasy material, let’s go see what the rest of gang is up to.”

Paul tried not to stare at his friend standing there in his jockstrap, before walking out of the room. As he left, Paul admired his friend’s meaty, hairy, ass. Steve followed Brian’s lead and got out of bed in his briefs and wandered out of the bedroom wearing just his underwear. Paul had to wait a little bit for his hardon to go down before he could join them.

It was the second day in a row that Randy found himself carrying Alex’s load in his ass. As he walked through the mall, he could feel it leaking out and soaking the strap of the thong that Alex had ordered him to wear again that day. And to make matters worse, he hadn’t been able to shower yet as he was ordered to immediately go shopping and buy more underwear that Alex might like seeing him in. So now Randy was walking into the mall completely self conscious that he smelled and looked like a whore, dried cum on his face from where Alex had smeared it around and the smell of cock on his breath, imagining that all the men could see the thong underneath his jeans.

When Randy had woke up in Chris’ bed that morning, Chris was already awake and getting ready for work. Alex had been up too, in the kitchen making them all breakfast. When Randy left the bedroom, he’d pulled on a pair of boxers he’d found on the floor since he didn’t want to go out in the thong that Alex had made him wear the night before. Randy entered just as he overheard Chris talking about his hangover and how he didn’t remember much of how the night ended.

“Yeah, it was pretty uneventful,” Alex replied, “You were passed out on the couch and we just hung a little longer. Once John and Michael left, Randy and I helped you into bed and we went to sleep. You were so out of it, I could have fucked Randy right on top of you and you wouldn’t have known it.”

Randy choked at hearing Alex admit the truth, even if Chris was laughing about it and completely oblivious. Both Alex and Chris turned to him, when they heard him come in.

“Morning, Princess,” Alex said, teasingly, “You woke up just in time. I thought I was going to have to come in and slap you with my dick to get you up.”

Randy blushed while Chris laughed again at Alex’s humor. “Dude,” Chris said to Randy, staring at him standing there in the pair of underwear, “You getting off on wearing my dirty shorts or something?”

“Ah shit, sorry man,” Randy stuttered, “I thought these were mine.”

“Well you can keep ‘em,” Chris said with feigned disgust, “Since your junk’s been all over them now.”

All three laughed and continued to talk as they ate the breakfast Alex made them and drank several cups of coffee. Finally Chris kicked the other two out, so he could shower and finish getting ready for work. He asked Randy to pick up a few things for the camping trip and gave him some money to pay for it, since he knew Randy still hadn’t found a job. Randy reluctantly accepted his friend’s money and left with Alex.

Alex walked with Randy to his truck. Once he’d opened the driver’s side car door, Alex pushed him against the cab of the truck. “Alright bitch,” Alex started, “As hot as it was that Chris let you leave wearing a pair of his cum and piss stained boxers, they aren’t appropriate for a girl like you to wear in public. Take them off and put these back on.”

Randy was speechless as Alex dangled the thong in Randy’s face and then stood back waiting for him to obey. Despite it being the almost noon, there were only a few people out walking the streets and no cars driving by. Randy’s truck was parked on the street and he was blocked on one side by the open door and Alex stepped over to block the view from the other side. He continued to just stare at his bitch and the longer Randy hesitated, the more he could see anger creeping across Alex’s normally kind face.

“Are you wanting to piss me off and earn yourself a punishment, babe,” Alex asked in a calm voice, “I have no problem reminding you that you’re the bitch. Maybe Chris would like to see my load leaking out of your cunt and hear the details about how I put it there.”

Hearing Alex threaten to expose him to Chris broke down any resistance Randy might have been holding on to. Trying not to think about what he was doing, Randy bent down and pulled off his shoes and then tugged off his pants and Chris’ boxers, leaving them all in a pile on the street. He then reached out to take the thong from Alex, but they were held just out of his reach.

“Shirt too, I want you completely naked, bitch,” Alex ordered, “And then turn around and lean forward against the seat.”

Remembering the punishment Alex had threatened, Randy didn’t hesitate and pulled off his shirt and then turned around and bent forward, naked with his ass pointed out toward this man he’d not even known for two days. Randy jumped and barely contained a scream when he felt Alex ram two fingers into his ass. As Alex twisted the fingers around, Randy had to admit that he enjoyed the way Alex was handling him and that his hole did feel more like a sloppy cunt now.

“Okay, slip these on baby,” Alex said, as he knelt down behind Randy and tapped one foot and then the other for Randy to step into the thong. As he slipped the thong up Randy’s legs, he buried his face into Randy’s exposed ass and licked at his hole that was oozing Alex’s cum. As the thong strap slipped into place between Randy’s asscheeks, Alex stood up and gave Randy a light slap to the ass to make it clear he could now get dressed.

“Here you go babe, go straight to the mall and buy something pretty to wear for your man,” Alex said and slid his hand into Randy’s pants, slipping a couple twenties under the strap of his thong. Randy blushed and felt like a slut.

And so now here he was, heading to the department store to see what selection of thongs they might have for him to pick from. That’s when he saw Mark and his first instinct was to turn and run, except that young abuser had already spotted him. Feeling like a animal caught in a trap, he just stood there as Mark walked over to him, a friend with him.

“Hey bitch,” Mark said far too loudly, getting a laugh from his friend who had tagged along, while Randy looked around nervously to see if anyone had heard, “What are you doing here?”

“What do you think I’m doing here,” Randy responded, sounding rather annoyed.

“Don’t take that tone with me, faggot,” Mark scolded, “Otherwise, my friend here might think you aren’t happy to see me, which you and I know isn’t the case.”

“Who’s this?” The kid asked Mark. Randy thought the new kid was at least a few years older than Mark, black, tall with short black hair, and a handsome face.

“This is Randy, “ Mark answered, “He’s the older brother of Tyson’s girlfriend.”

“Ah shit,” the new boy smiled, “My brother’s dating this guy’s sister? Why you calling him bitch and faggot?”

“Cause that’s what he is,” Mark said matter of factly, “He’s probably taken more dick than his sister. I’m telling you DeShawn, this bitch begs for it.”

Randy cringed at the realization that Mark’s friend DeShawn was the younger brother of Tyson. He couldn’t have DeShawn saying anything to Tyson, otherwise his sister would find out soon enough about Randy’s newest hobby. He had a fairly good idea what would be expected to keep DeShawn’s silence.

“You got to be fucking with me, man,” DeShawn sounded unconvinced, “No way this big dude is a cocksucker.”

“Not only is he a cocksucker,” Mark explained, “But he’s my cocksucker. And he’ll suck your dick if you want, all you gotta do is tell him to get on his knees.”

“I’ve never had a dude work my dick,” DeShawn seemed curious, “Sounds kinda gay, man.”

“Nah, it don’t make you gay to have a fag suck your cock,” Mark said, “A mouth’s a mouth and a hole’s a hole. Plus, a fag sucks dick better than a girl because he’s got a dick and knows what feels good. I’m telling you dude, you gotta give it a try.”

Randy just stood there trying to process how these two boys were talking about him sucking their dicks and not even considering that he’d have any objection. Mark knew he’d do as he was told, so there wasn’t any point in getting his opinion or asking what he might want.

“Where could we go,” DeShawn asked, giving in to his curiosity, “I don’t want to get caught with a fag on my junk.”

“I have a couple ideas,” Mark said and turned to Randy, “What are you shopping for, fag?”

“Underwear,” Randy replied quickly, looking at the floor, unable to look either of the boys in the face.

“Perfect,” Mark said, “Let’s go. You can try them on in the dressing room and put on a show for us before you prove to my friend what a good cocksucker I’ve trained you to be.”

Mark walked off with DeShawn by his side, heading to the department store, not bothering to look back to see if Randy was coming. Feeling defeated, Randy followed behind the boys who headed to the men’s underwear section, which was empty except for them and the clerk nearby.

“What size, bitch,” Mark asked pulling at the back of Randy’s jeans to apparently check the underwear he was wearing. Randy’s young Master burst out laughing, “Are you wearing a fucking thong?”

“You’re kidding,” DeShawn laughed too, and grabbed at the back of Randy’s thong and yanked it up so it could be seen outside his pants, “I didn’t even know they made thongs for guys.”

“Neither did I,” Mark said, “Guess we know what style of underwear to pick out for him now.”

Mark and DeShawn proceeded to pick out a selection of different thongs, as Randy tried to hide behind a column to avoid the stare of the store clerk, who must have heard them and was looking in their direction. Much to his dismay, the boys headed over to the clerk with a few items each that they’d picked out for Randy to model for them.

“He’d like to try these on,” Mark said nodding toward Randy and dropped the variety of thongs on the counter for the clerk to see. The clerk looked to be a young college student.

“Well, technically, you aren’t allowed to try on underwear before you buy them,” the clerk started to explain with a big grin on his face, “But I guess I can make an exception, as long as I can be there to watch and make sure he doesn’t steal any.”

“Of course,” Mark said, apparently happy to have a new co-conspirator, “You’re right not to trust this bitch.”

“Go back to the last changing room,” the clerk told them, “It’s one of the bigger stalls, so it will give us plenty of room. I’ll be there in a minute, I’m just going to clock out for my break.”

The clerk left and Randy was led passed the other changing rooms, which were all empty. The two boys entered the last changing room and just as Randy started to join them, Mark told him to stop.

“Why don’t you strip down to your thong before you enter, bitch,” Mark ordered more than suggested.

Knowing he had no choice, Randy sighed heavily and began to remove his clothes, looking around nervously. Although he knew there were no other people around at the moment, he was still anxious, worried that someone might decide to try something on and find him nearly naked in the hall of the changing rooms. Randy also was aware that the sales clerk could come by at any minute, and although the boy already knew he was a bitch, he was still embarrassed to be found wearing just his thong out in the open.

As he disrobed while Mark and DeShawn watched eagerly, he was made to hand each article of clothing to Mark who took it and stuffed it in the backpack he had been carrying with him. Once Randy was down to just his thong, Randy was relieved when Mark allowed him into the changing room and no longer required him to stand exposed in the hallway.

Just as Randy was about to close the door, the store clerk appeared and stepped into the changing room with them. Randy thought he was cute, about 5’10”, surfer blond hair and green eyes, and looked extra sexy in the tight fitting suit he was wearing that showed off a significant bulge in his crotch. He tossed something at Randy, giving him a cocky grin as Randy caught it and saw the clerk had found him a pair of women’s pink lace panties to try on.

“Why don’t you start with those,” the clerk said to Randy, “I can’t imagine they’ll look as hot as that thong you’ve got on, but I thought you might enjoy something a little more girly.”

Randy felt his entire body blush at the boldness of the clerk and how quickly he’d picked up on the fact that Randy was a panty wearing faggot. Wanting to get it over with, Randy quickly slipped off the thong and pulled on the panties. As he stood, Randy caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. The feminine pink panties looked odd on his body in contrast to his hairy chest. And the panties didn’t fit quite right, since they were meant for a woman and he had far more to fill the front crotch.

“Since I don’t have much time, can I go first,” the sales clerk asked, “Plus, I like the idea of him sucking me off in the panties I brought him to wear.”

Mark nodded first at the clerk and then at Randy, who knew what was expected of him and sunk to his knees in front of the clerk. Randy looked up at the nicely dressed boy staring down at him and saw the lust in his eyes.

“Don’t make the man wait, bitch,” DeShawn spoke up, “Get his dick out of his pants and do what you were born to do.”

As Randy looked around at the three boys standing around him, he once again found himself questioning how he had sunk so low. He felt ashamed that he wasn’t resisting more, that he wasn’t putting up a fight in his own mind. He could lie to himself and say that he only did it for fear of Mark exposing him to his family, his best friend or worse, the police, but if that was true then why was his dick rock hard right now. And why, rather than being angry at Mark for putting him in this situation, was he in awe of the young man for being able to take control of Randy and get him to do whatever Mark wanted.

“I didn’t consider how perfect the dressing room would be for him to suck cock,” Mark observed, “With the mirrors on three sides, he’ll be able to see himself serving and won’t be able to deny what he’s become. A faggot that is about to suck three dicks. A faggot who will have a belly full of cum soon enough.”

“And we get a nice view of his sissy ass in those slutty panties,” the sales clerk commented, “Now be a good boy and suck my balls dry, bitch.”

No matter where Randy looked, he could see the reflected image of him reaching forward, unzipping the boy’s pants and reaching inside them. When his hand encountered a substantial cock still soft in the boy’s briefs, his mouth literally began to water. He had some trouble pulling the dick out of the boy’s underwear and slacks, but by the time he finally did, he was rewarded with a 7” dripping cock hanging in his face.

“Show me what you got,” the clerk said and Randy suddenly had a strong desire to please this boy and impress Mark. He started by pressing his nose to the bush of pubes and took in a deep breath, enjoying the smell of the boy who had likely been on his feet all day.

“Get out my balls too and give ‘em a bath,” the clerk instructed and Randy immediately obeyed, carefully extracting a hefty pair of balls through the fly of the slacks. He then began to lap at them and drag his wet tongue across in long wet strokes.

“Fuck that feels good,” the clerk sighed contentedly and backed up and sat on the bench, with Randy quickly crawling forward to keep licking at the young man’s hairy ballsack. “Damn, I never thought I’d enjoy the site of a dude in panties before, but look at his ass in them.”

“Well, that’s cuz he ain’t a dude,” DeShawn offered an explanation, reaching down to paw at Randy’s ass while he was bent over sucking the clerk’s balls into his mouth, “The bitch has a meaty ass for sure.”

“His pussy is pretty tight too,” Mark told them.

“Yeah, you fuck it yet,” DeShawn asked his friend, as he stuck his hand under the lace panties and worked his finger down to Randy’s hole and pressed in. Randy could feel the finger enter his wet cum filled hole and he tried his best to clench tight but still some of Alex’s seed squelched out as the finger entered him. “I guess you must have used it recently, cause his hole is loose and sloppy, man.”

“What?” Mark asked angrily, and shoved his hand into the panties and slid his finger in to Randy’s hole beside DeShawn’s finger. He shoved it in deep and dug around before pulling it out, “Explain how you have a cunt full of cum, faggot?”

Randy was more embarrassed than he’d ever been with Mark, with anyone. He pulled his head off the clerk’s cock that he had started sucking and looked at the finger that Mark now had shoved in his face. There was no denying that it had cum dripping off it, along with a thin layer of ass slime. He looked down, afraid to tell Mark that Alex had fucked him.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, faggot,” Mark shouted, shoving the dirty finger into Randy’s mouth and using it as a hook to lift his head up. “I didn’t realize I’d turned you into such a slut that you’d go out looking for other men to fuck you and let them dump their load in your cunt.”

“I’m sorry, Sir,” Randy talked around Mark’s finger still shoved in his mouth, “I didn’t want to.”

“So, you’re telling me you were raped, bitch,” Mark asked, “I find it hard to believe that you didn’t willingly spread your legs and beg to get fucked.”

“My neighbor saw you and Scotty using me in the front yard the other night, Sir,” Randy admitted, “And he threatened to tell the other men in the neighborhood, if I didn’t do what he wanted.”

“Nice, you’ll have to introduce us, bitch,” Mark didn’t sound so upset, “Did you tell him you already had a Master and that he should get my permission before using my bitch?”

“No Sir,” Randy said, knowing he’d likely get punished for this, “I didn’t tell him that you were my Masters.”

“Repeat your mantra,” Mark said simply, removing his finger and pushing Randy’s mouth back on the clerk’s waiting cock, “While you suck our new friend.”

Randy didn’t think he could have felt anymore humiliated and yet, somehow Mark kept finding ways to make it worse. He sank down on the cock until it hit the back of his throat, then pulled back and completely off, “I’m your bitch,” he said and then went back down and then up, “I’m your cocksucker,” again he took the cock into his mouth and then came off it, “I’m your faggot,” and then once more, “And you are my master.”

“What a fag,” the clerk said and then grabbed Randy’s head in both his hands and began to fuck his face, “Now I’m gonna jack my dick off with your mouth and feed you my load. Make me cum quick bitch, unless you want to make me late. And swallow it all faggot, don’t you fucking dare get anything on my pants.”

The sales clerk’s cock kept hitting the back of his mouth and making him gag, but that didn’t stop the clerk from continuing to try to work his dick down Randy’s throat. When he finally succeeded, Randy felt his throat expand around the cock as the young man sunk it all the way in and held Randy’s face to his crotch. That was what finally pushed the clerk over the edge and he moaned loudly as six or seven shots of cum fired off down Randy’s throat, and Randy could feel each one as the cock throbbed with each spurt.

“God damn, that was the best head I’ve had,” the clerk said and then pulled out his business card and wrote on the back of it, “Give me a call if you’d be open to sharing him again.”

“Sure thing,” Mark said and took the card from the boy, who was now wiping his dick off in Randy’s hair, “It looks like I’ve got a real whore on my hands, so I could use the help keeping him satisfied with cock.”

Randy just knelt in his panties, the taste of cum on his tongue from the residual spooge that had leaked out as the clerk dragged his dick from Randy’s mouth. It was at that moment that he realized he didn’t know the name of the young man who’d just fed him a load. He thought this as he watched him stuff his junk back into his pants and walk away, with a thanks to Mark and ignoring Randy.

Once everyone was up, Matty had suggested they go to a nearby park to hang out. He told Darren to help make sandwiches for all of them and Darren was happy to. As Matty packed their lunch, Craig and Steve filled up a couple backpacks with a few things to take with them and the group headed off to the park. The park was pretty big, with surrounding forest and beaches that led down to a body of water.

While the rest of the boys played volleyball on the sandy beach, Matty and Darren watched and talked. Matty said this was one of their favorite spots and they’d usually come out here when the weather was nice and swim and hike all day. Matty talked to Darren about what they had all done together last night and this morning. He wanted to make sure Daren was okay with what had happened and that he understood when they used words like bitch and fag, it was just dirty talk and didn’t mean anything bad. Darren said he understood and didn’t mind. He knew he was a faggot and wanted to learn to be a good one like Matty. The older boy laughed when Darren said that and hugged him close and gave him a kiss.

After the first game of volleyball, they decided to go into the water to cool off. They pulled out beach towels and changed into their swimsuits right there since no one else was around. Darren watched the boys strip naked, before pulling on their trunks. He admired all the differences in their bodies, especially their dicks and the varying amounts of body hair each boy had. Matty wore his usual thong, wanting to continue to work on his tan, and Darren wore his underwear.

They were all swimming and playing around, when Darren saw Scotty walking up the beach toward them. At first he was nervous about how mad Scotty might be, but his cousin smiled and called out to the group as he approached and stripped down to his own bathing suit to join them in the water. Darren was relieved to see that everything seemed to be okay and Scotty was acting like nothing was wrong.

Craig didn’t say anything about the other day to Scotty, and everyone else took his lead. Instead, Scotty brought up the camping trip that he and Darren were leaving for the next day and invited the others to come along. Craig and Steve said they’d for sure go and that they could take their parents’ SUV since they were away until next week. The other three would need to ask permission from their parents, but no one seemed to think it would be a problem. Scotty said to tell their folks that his older cousin Randy and his best friend would be taking them and they’d be in good hands with the two young men, one ex-Army and the other in college. Craig offered to go shopping later that day to pick up some supplies for the camping trip.

The boys got out of the water and lay out on the beach to enjoy the sun. Steve dried off a little and then called Darren over, handing him a bottle of suntan lotion, “I figured you might enjoy putting this on me, little guy,” Steve told Darren.

“Yes Sir,” Darren said enthusiastically and knelt next to Steve, who lay down on his back on a towel.

“Good boy,” Steve said, smiling up at Darren, “Make sure not to miss a spot, you don’t want me to burn do you?”

“No Sir,” Darren responded and got to work rubbing the lotion over the front of Steve’s body.

While Steve enjoyed having the youngest boy’s attention, Craig had Matty do the same for him before ordering Matty to lay down on his stomach so that Craig could apply lotion to his back. “You look so fucking hot with that thong tanline, baby,” Darren heard Craig whisper to Matty. He looked over at the two just as Matty turned his head and gave Craig a kiss. The kiss lasted awhile and Darren finally looked away, feeling like he shouldn’t be watching such a tender exchange between the two.

As Paul stretched his arm to get lotion on his back, Brian dropped down next to him, “I got you buddy,” he said and took the bottle from Paul and told his friend to lay down on his stomach, “Don’t want you burning that milking white skin of yours.”

With Paul face down on the towel, Darren watched Brian straddle Paul’s ass and then start to rub lotion into his back and shoulders. Darren noticed that Brian was gently grinding his crotch into his friend’s ass while he applied the lotion. No one else seemed to notice the two boys, and at one point Paul had to reach under himself to adjust what Darren assumed was a hardon. When Brian saw him do this, he practically lay down on top of his friend’s back and humped his hips into the boy’s ass a few times before climbing off.

Darren focused back on Steve and continued to take this chance to explore the older boy’s body. He felt the muscles in his chest and arms, before moving down to the boy’s thick legs. He couldn’t believe how good it felt just to be touching this boy all over. Once Darren was reluctantly finished with Steve, he said he had to go pee. Scotty said he did too and told Darren they could walk up to the woods for a little more privacy. Darren followed Scotty, happy to see his cousin wasn’t upset about the other day.

Scotty led them to the woods at the edge of the beach and took them deeper into the trees until they’d reached a fairly secluded spot. Suddenly, Scotty turned to Darren, grabbing him by the shoulders and pushed him to the ground. Darren fell on his stomach stunned as Scotty yanked off Darren’s underwear and then dropped down on Darren’s legs to secure them, placing a hand firmly in the small of the boy’s back. With him held in place, Scotty began to beat Darren’s ass with his free hand, back and forth.

The force of the spanking seemed far worse than the one that Brian had given Scotty the other day and Darren began to cry out with each slap to his tender butt. Scotty spread his body fully on Darren and shoved the pair of underwear into his mouth. “Shut the fuck up, faggot! You deserve this for losing the game yesterday and humiliating me in front of my friends.”

Scotty then raised back up to continue spanking Darren’s reddening ass, while Darren struggled to get away. Darren felt Scotty slap him in the side of the head and then reach back between his legs and grab Darren’s balls in a tight fist.

“Stop fighting and take your punishment, faggot,” Scotty warned Darren, who couldn’t help but scream into the underwear gag, but stopped struggling to avoid making Scotty angrier, “You need to understand what you are and what you are good for.”

Once Scotty felt him surrender and stop struggling, he let go of Darren’s balls and used his hands to spread his buttcheeks apart and spit several times on his smooth butthole. Darren waited to feel his cousin’s finger at his hole next, so he panicked when he felt Scotty’s dick pressing against his hole.

“You’re just a hole for my dick, faggot,” Scotty said and shoved his cock all the way into Darren in one thrust. The pain was incredible and Darren screamed into his underwear gag. He tried to get up, but Scotty was bigger than him and held him down. The older boy’s legs were between Darren’s and forced them open, while he wrapped an arm around Darren’s neck and put him in a chokehold.

Although Darren had taken Chris’ much bigger cock in his hole already, the force with which Scotty began thrusting into him made it clear that he wanted to hurt Darren. And only having spit to slick the entry meant there was a friction that felt like fire in his ass. He tried to get away, but Scotty held him in the chokehold and began to tighten his arm around Darren’s neck to the point Darren started to see stars.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck your ass, bitch,” Scotty snarled into Darren’s ear, “But Chris said it was off limits. Well fuck him. And fuck you, faggot, I own you, not him.”

Darren reached up to grab the gag from his mouth so he could call for help, but Scotty quickly grabbed the younger boy’s wrists in his hand and held them up stretched out above them both on the dirty ground. As Scotty continued to pummel his ass, Darren felt the rocks on the ground digging into his skin. Tears began to stream down his face and seeing this only caused Scotty to become more aggressive.

“That’s it, cry like a little bitch,” Scotty taunted, “This is exactly how a faggot like you is meant to be used. It doesn’t matter if it hurts or not, as long as it feels good for me. And I am definitely enjoying myself.”

The hold around his neck was making it difficult to breath and Darren felt himself getting light headed. He wondered if he was going to pass out and wished that he would, to not have to endure the pain. But Scotty removed his arm from around Darren’s neck, allowing him to take a deep breath of cool air through his nose. Instead of choking him now, Scotty had a grip of Darren’s hair and was pulling his head back hard as he drove relentlessly into Darren’s abused hole.

“I wish I would have done this much sooner, faggot,” Scotty said, “Maybe if I’d started training you earlier, you wouldn’t have lost the game. Oh fuck, bitch, your pussy is so tight, I can’t stop, here it comes!”

Scotty shoved his dick as deep as it would go into Darren’s ass and then held still while his load emptied from his balls and into Darren. At least the pain from the fucking had stopped and now Darren was just left with the burning sensation in his ass, along with that strange wetness in his hole.

They stayed like that long enough for Scotty’s dick to go soft in Darren’s ass and slip out, cum leaking from Darren’s hole once it was no longer plugged with cock. Scotty got up, but Darren didn’t move. His mind was numb and his body hurt. He didn’t even realize he was sobbing quietly into the dirt. Just as he was feeling like he might be able to get his limbs to cooperate and lift him off the ground, he felt a hot spray of liquid splashing across his face, before moving on to soak his hair and continue its journey down his back, ass, legs. Darren was able to lift his head and observed Scotty standing above him, pissing down on Darren’s prone body.

Darren saw the satisfied look on Scotty’s face as he finished off his piss stream in Darren’s hair. Then the older boy knelt down next to Darren’s head. The younger boy was frozen in place, as Scotty smiled down at him.

“Don’t worry bitch, I’m done with you for now,” Scotty said, “But don’t fucking forget that I own your ass and I’ll fuck you whenever I want. I don’t need anyone’s permission. And you better not say anything to anyone about this, otherwise I’ll tell everyone about what Randy and Chris have been doing. Now let’s go home.” 

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