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

He was dreaming of dick. And not just one. He was on his knees and there were two cocks there in front of his face. Rock hard dicks that were dripping precum and demanding a mouth to suck them. And his mouth was so close to them both, opening involuntarily as he couldn’t resist inching forward until the larger of the two rigid poles was pressing against his parted lips. His tongue extended and licked at the head of the big cock, tasting the soft meaty flesh and saltiness of the precum oozing at the tip. “Suck it, faggot,” he heard a familiar voice say from above him, and without looking up, he took the cockhead between his lips and into his warm mouth. He let out a deep moan at the feel of the cock entering him, a moan of pleasure that turned to desperate need as the dick was pulled from him mouth, only to be replaced with the other cock that he was kneeling before. The second dick pushed deep into his mouth and hit the back of his throat. “Take my big dick, bitch”, he heard. He looked up to see who was the owner of the new cock fucking his mouth…

And that was when Randy woke up on his stomach between a pair of legs, with two hands on his head and his face being forced down onto a hard cock that was pushing deeper and deeper into his mouth. He struggled weakly, still not sure if it was a dream or if he was really waking up to having his face stuffed full of dick. Just as the cock pushed at the back of his throat, he heard his cousin encourage him, “you took it all last night, faggot, I know you can do it again, just relax and open up.”

Lying between Scotty’s spread legs, Randy tried to look up through watering eyes. The boy was looking down at him with a determined look on his face, keeping a firm grip on Randy’s head as he pushed down at the same time he raised his hips up, until he broke through and his big cock was wedged in Randy’s throat with his balls pressing up against the older dude’s chin.

“That’s it, bitch, you know you love how it feels to have your lips wrapped around my fuckstick.” Scotty said, once again enjoying the feeling of his dick down his older cousin’s throat. When he woke up this morning, his cousin Randy’s naked body was draped on top of him, practically hugging him. Scotty was immediately reminded of the events from the previous night and his already hard dick went rock solid. He decided he had to get another shot at his older cousin’s mouth, and so he moved himself up into a sitting position until Randy’s face was in his crotch and ready to be used.

As Randy took his cousin’s dick for a second time, he recalled the night before when Scotty made him suck dick for the first time. He had never imagined he’d let another guy put a cock in his mouth, but he’d not fought Scotty when he’d fed it to him last night. The boy hadn’t given him much choice and had taken him by surprise when he pushed his dick into Randy’s mouth. He’d let his cousin do it, while he had fucked his younger brother’s mouth. Now that Randy was letting his cousin do it again, he understood what it would mean if he didn’t try to stop it. But instead of resisting, he let his cousin gag him with his cock. A cock that Randy recognized was big and only getting bigger as it filled his throat.

Darren woke up to the sounds of slurping and gagging. He had fallen asleep in the bed on the other side of Randy and as he opened his eyes, he saw Scotty sitting up in bed with Randy between his legs, fucking his older brother’s mouth. He watched as his brother allowed their cousin to use his mouth, remembering how his brother had done the same thing to him the night before and fed him a load of cum. A load of cum the young boy had loved the taste of. But more than the taste, he had loved how it felt having his older brother controlling him like that. He wasn’t sure why, but it also excited him to see Scotty using Randy like this.

Scotty looked over and saw Darren was awake. Darren looked up and made eye contact with Scotty, and the older boy just gave him a cocky grin as he continued to enjoy Randy’s throat wrapped around his cock. “Good morning, faggot,” Scotty said to his younger cousin, “Get down between your brother’s legs and lick his ass while I train him on being a good cocksucker.”

Randy couldn’t turn his head, but he knew without having to look over that his little brother was now awake and watching him suck their cousin’s dick. He felt Darren moving on the bed to get down between his legs and the boy didn’t waste any time in obeying Scotty’s order as the boy’s face pressed between Randy’s ass cheeks. Once the boy’s tongue made contact with Randy’s asshole, he couldn’t help but moan before returning his attention to the dick in his mouth. His cousin withdrew the cock from his mouth and started to rub it all over his face while pushing his head down toward the boy’s balls.

“Yeah, bitch, you like your little brother’s tongue lapping at your pussy?” Scotty asked as he slapped his dick against the side of Randy’s face, “Lick my nuts and get them both in your mouth, faggot.” Scotty was not quite believing how willing both the cousins were to do as they were told, but he wasn’t complaining. Here he was with his older cousin’s face pressed under his balls as the fag licked and sucked at his nuts, while he had the fag’s little brother eating his older brother’s ass. He leaned back against the headboard of the bed, and raised his arms up and clasped his hands behind his head to relax and enjoy the power he seemed to have over his cousins.

Scotty’s words suddenly caused Randy to feel an overwhelming shame about what was happening. Here he was, a man in his twenties, a stud by all rights, with his little cousin’s nuts in his mouth and his younger brother’s face buried in his ass and eating out his pussy, as Scotty had called it. Randy lifted up, the pair of nuts slipping out of his mouth, and pushed his little brother off him and sat up quickly. Randy was shocked at how Scotty was so easily taking control of the situation. He looked over at his little brother now kneeling on the bed, a look on his face that was hard to read. “Scotty, this was a one time thing and isn’t going to happen again.” Randy said, trying to sound like the one in charge.

Just then there was a knock at the front door and Darren quickly hopped off the bed and ran out of the bedroom to go answer it. Scotty took this moment of privacy to make things clear to his cousin. “So, Randy, how long have you been a faggot?” Scotty taunted, as he grabbed his big dick and waved it at the older dude.

“I’m not a faggot!” Randy immediately denied, and got off the bed.

“So you are telling me you aren’t a fag, despite the fact that you’ve sucked my dick twice now and ate my load? And besides, if you weren’t enjoying it, why is your fagdick rock hard and dripping?” Scotty stated, pointing out Randy’s own obvious hardon. “I’m actually happy to hear that my dick is the first you’ve sucked and that I got the honor of breaking you in. I’m going to enjoy using you as my private bitch.”

Scotty got off the bed and approached the older and bigger man. The stern look on his face caused Randy to take a step back, his big hard dick bobbing as he moved backward and away from Scotty. The younger boy’s hand shot out and grabbed Randy’s balls and gripped them hard in his fist, causing him to moan and drop to his knees.

“Look bitch,” Scotty started, bending to stare down and keeping a firm hold of the fag’s nuts, “I realize you probably don’t want your little brother to see you behaving like a faggot, since you want to make him your own little fag. And I’m fine with that, we can keep this our little secret. No one has to know how much you enjoy taking my dick down your throat and having me in control. I’m even willing to share Darren with you and let you use your little faggot brother when I’m not around. But don’t you ever fucking forget who is in charge and showed you just what a true bitch you are. As long you do what you’re told like a good boy, your mom won’t ever find out what you did with me and Darren.”

Randy just knelt there, his balls being crushed in his cousin’s fist, the words of what the younger boy was saying sinking in. He was staring up at his cousin, unable to think of what to say or how to respond. He started to speak, but before he could utter a word, Scotty spit directly into his mouth.

“Swallow, bitch,” Scotty ordered and Randy did as he was told. Scotty gently slapped his new faggot in the face.

Darren was glad to have had an excuse to leave the room, as he was confused by what Scotty was doing to his older brother. As he closed the bedroom door behind him, he glanced toward his mom’s bedroom and saw the door was open and the bed was empty, meaning she hadn’t come home last night. The knock at the door came again and Darren hurried down the hall to get it.

Darren opened the front door and saw his older brother’s friend, Chris, standing there. “Hey little guy,” Chris greeted him as he pushed past the boy and walked into the livingroom. Darren closed the door behind him and turned to face the man whose cum he had eaten last time he saw him.

“So who’s home?” Chris asked, looking down at the boy standing there in just his briefs.

“Randy’s still in bed,” Darren answered, knowing that he shouldn’t say anything about what had gone on with Scotty.

“So your mom’s not here?” Chris asked stepping closer to the boy. Darren shook his head. “Perfect. I have been wanting to have a chance to talk with you about what happened before.” He put his hand on the boy’s shoulder and led him over to the sofa.

Chris sat on the sofa and guided Darren in front of him, gently pushing the boy to his knees. He took the boy’s chin in his hand and lifted his head up, so they were looking each other in the eyes. “Have you been thinking about what I told you about fags and how fag boys like you are meant to serve men?” Chris asked the small boy kneeling at his feet between his spread legs.

“Yes, Chris,” Darren admitted. He’d been thinking about nothing else and had been eagerly waiting for his older brother’s friend to come back over. “I remember what you said about how real men like you and Randy are meant to be obeyed.”

“That’s good, boy. I’m happy to hear that you’ve not forgotten your first lesson on being a faggot for me and your brother. Do you want to continue your training, little guy?” Chris asked, seeing the eager look on the boy’s face and knowing the answer even before he saw the boy nod his head enthusiastically. “Good boy, I knew you had it in you to be a good little faggot for me. And your brother. So, first, there are some rules you need to know.”

Darren looked up at Chris’ handsome face and felt natural being at the man’s feet. As he listened to the deep voice, it seemed to calm him and he felt an overwhelming need to please this man and do whatever he wanted. He was remembering how much he loved the smell of the two men when they’d had him in this same position before and he only wanted to be able to smell and taste Chris again. He’d do whatever he was told, just to have that opportunity to breath in the man’s scent.

“First rule,” Chris started, seeing the expression on the boy’s face transforming, that same submissive look returning as the boy looked up adoringly at Chris, “You will always refer to me as Sir, understood?”

Darren nodded and looked down at the bulging crotch of the man’s jeans right in front of him. He felt Chris once again grip his chin in his hand, a little more firmly this time, and raise the boy’s head back up to look at him. Chris spoke to him, “Second rule, you will always answer me when I ask you a question, and only speak with permission in my presence, understood?”

“Yes Sir.” Darren immediately responded.

“Good fag,” Chris said and saw the boy smile, apparently happy to have been told he was pleasing his man, “Third rule, you will always do what you are told. If you ever hesitate or disobey an order, you’ll be punished. Next rule, you are to only obey ME or who I tell you to listen to, no one else. That is very important. I need to be in control of your faggot training and I can’t have other men teaching you incorrectly or giving you the wrong ideas.”

Darren nodded and then remembered his second rule, “Yes Sir.” He acknowledged what he was being told.

“Okay, the fifth and final rule for now is that you need to understand a Man’s cock is what is important, not your own little boy dick. You shouldn’t ever touch your little dick unless I give you permission, the only cocks that you need to be focused on are the ones I put in front of you,” Chris finished as he reached down and began to unbutton his jeans.

While Darren was being trained on how to be a good faggot for Chris, Randy was receiving his own lesson from Scotty back in the bedroom. Scotty was now standing above Randy, slapping him in the face with his hard cock as the new fag knelt at his feet. He was having a hard time understanding how it was possible that he was now apparently going to be a faggot for his younger cousin. Randy found himself admiring Scotty’s dominant attitude, how the younger boy had so easily taken control the night before and directed the activities that led to him now preparing to once again get his dick sucked by his older cousin. Randy was still conflicted about what he’d done to Darren, having his little brother suck his cock, knowing that the boy was only doing it because of his desire to do anything to please his older brother who he idolized. But with Scotty it was different, since he was the one making Randy suck his dick and not the other way around. Randy knew it was still wrong to be having sex with his cousin, but at the same time he felt like it was okay since Scotty was the one in charge of things. What younger guy wouldn’t love to have an older dude as his faggot? And while Randy was still struggling with the fact that he was being treated like a bitch by the younger boy, he couldn’t deny that it turned him on, considering his dick was harder than he could remember it ever being before. He found himself reaching down to grab it and jerk off, when Scotty kicked his hand away.

“Don’t even think about touching your dick without asking permission, bitch. My dick is the only one that matters. From now on, you never touch your dick in my presence unless I say it’s okay, understood faggot?” Scotty scolded.

Randy looked up at Scotty, “You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Do I look like I’m kidding? Open your mouth, faggot.”

Randy looked up at his cousin and opened his mouth, expecting Scotty to stuff his dick into it. Instead, the boy leaned over and spit. The saliva hung off the boy’s lips in a string as it slowly made its way into the open mouth.

“Keep your mouth open and don’t swallow until I say,” Scotty ordered, before spitting again, adding more of his saliva to Randy’s mouth.

Randy knelt there, his head back, as his cousin continued to spit directly into his open mouth. He couldn’t believe how humiliating it felt to have this younger boy spitting into his mouth, but the humiliation only intensified when Scotty dipped his cock into Randy’s spit filled mouth and scooped some out and wiped it all over his face with the head of his dick.

“You like being my spit bucket, fag?” Scotty asked Randy, as he continued to rub the spit around with his dick, “You’ll look even better with my cum all over your face. Now kiss my dick and thank me for letting you taste my spit, bitch.” Without thinking, Randy put his lips to the head of Scotty’s dick and gave it a kiss.

“I didn’t hear you say thank you, fag.” Scotty scolded him and slapped his dick against Randy’s face several times, getting his precum on the older dude’s cheeks.

“Thank you,” Randy mumbled softly, hating how hard his dick was from being treated like this and wishing he could touch it.

“Not good enough, bitch. You need to understand how to show proper respect.” Scotty continued with Randy’s faggot education, turning around and pushing his ass out. “Kiss my ass and thank me properly, faggot.”

Randy could smell the boy’s ass in front of his face, a strong musky odor not completely unpleasant, filling his nose. But the thought of putting his face up to Scotty’s ripe ass and kissing it, was more than he thought he could handle. But before Randy could think about it anymore, Scotty reached back with one hand and pulled his fag’s face into his ass and felt his lips press against his asshole and give it a kiss.

“That’s a good faggot. Now give it another kiss and thank your Master for allowing you to taste my hole.” Scotty ordered, grinding his ass back against Randy’s face, using one hand to hold the bitch in place while he jerked his rock hard dick with his other hand.

Despite his initial hesitation, once Randy’s face was buried in Scotty’s ass, he felt all resistance melt at the rich scent of the younger boy’s butt and his lips instinctively kissed the sweaty hole. Instead of pulling away, he rubbed his nose up and down the asscrack and took in deep breathes, the smell filling his head and making him moan. He kissed the boy’s asshole again and stuck his tongue out to lick at it before he heard himself say, “Thank you, Master, for letting me taste your ass.” It was like someone else had taken over his body, as he continued to lick at Scotty’s ass, unable to resist the taste of the boy’s ripe hole. He reached up and used his hands to spread his cousin’s ass, in order to get in deeper.

Scotty was jerking his dick, loving the feel of the older fag’s tongue licking his ass, not quite believing how eager his cousin was to eat his hole. When he heard Randy call him Master and felt the hands on his ass, spreading his cheeks apart and diving his tongue deeper into his hole, it pushed Scotty closer to the edge. He let the fag eat his ass until he realized he was about to cum and quickly turned around and pointed his cock at the fag’s face. It only took two more strokes before he was blowing his load and coating Randy’s face with shot after shot of hot boy cum. “Fuck yeah, bitch, take my load on your faggot face!” Scotty shouted.

Randy closed his eyes as soon as Scotty turned around, knowing that he was about to have his face painted with the younger boy’s seed. The force of the cum hitting his face caused him to jerk back on his knees, feeling the heat of it as it splashed on his forehead, cheeks, nose, and lips. He opened his mouth and some of the boy’s seed landed on his tongue and he got a second taste of Scotty’s cum, and loved it. Once Scotty’s orgasm was finished, Randy licked the warm cum off his lips. He opened his eyes and saw Scotty smiling down at him, just before he heard the boy say, “Wipe every ounce of my cum off your face and eat every drop faggot. Make sure you do a good job and clean it all up. You probably don’t want to leave any of my load on your face when we go out to see who was at the door.”

At the same time that his older brother was being used by their cousin, Darren watched as Chris unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, exposing a hard cock contained in a pair of white briefs. Chris then pulled off his tshirt and raised his left arm up behind his head. “Get up here in my lap, little faggot, and lick my pits,” Chris ordered, “I was just at the gym and didn’t bother to shower. I thought I might get a chance to continue your training and figured I’d give you the honor to clean the sweat off my body since you seemed to enjoy it so much the last time.”

Darren didn’t waste a second climbing up on to Chris, his shorter legs spread over the bigger man’s crotch, pressing his face into the wet armpit. Chris’ manly scent filled the room as soon as he took his shirt off and Darren was drunk off the smell. He rubbed his face in Chris’ pit, getting marked with the man’s scent, before his tongue started to lap up the salty sweat. He’d been hoping that he’d get another chance to be with his older brother’s friend. Something about the way Chris spoke to him and treated him, made Darren want to please him even more than the boy wanted to please his own brother. Having Chris explain to him that he was a fag and that the man wanted to teach him how to be a good one, only increased the boy’s desire to obey.

“That’s good boy, just let it happen and go with your natural fag instincts.” Chris whispered into the boy’s ear, while reaching down into his underwear to pull out his hardening dick, “worship your man, bitch, and show me how bad you want me.” Chris pressed his big dick up against the little fag’s butt, which was still covered in underwear. He let go of his dick long enough to pull down the back of the kid’s briefs and expose his ass. His cock had a mind of its own as it immediately began sliding between the boy’s tight buttcheeks, up and down his smooth ass. The feeling was amazing, having the boy’s tongue lapping up the sweat from his pit while he rubbed his dick against that sweet little butt.

Chris switched arms and moved the boy’s face to his other pit, to get that one clean too. “Has your brother had you suck his dick yet, little fag?” Chris asked the boy, resisting the temptation to shove his big dick into that ass every time his dick passed over the tight little hole.

“Yes Sir,” Darren responded, as the man had him licking up the sweat from his other pit. The hard dick poking at his butt was driving the boy crazy and it took all his effort to not drop down to the floor so he could taste that dick again. Chris had only pushed the tip of his big dick in his mouth the last time and now Darren wanted more of it.

Chris was a little shocked at Darren’s response. So Randy had a change of heart and decided to feed his little brother dick, despite his insistence before that they shouldn’t train him in how to be a fag. That was all the invitation that Chris needed though. He’d promised his best friend that he’d get to be the first to break in his own little brother’s mouth, and now that he had, it was Chris’ turn. He intended to make sure the boy learned how to suck his dick properly. “Alright then boy, it’s time for you to suck my cock now. Get back down on your knees.” Chris ordered, practically pushing the faggot to the floor.

Once the boy was between Chris’ legs again, he pulled the little fag’s face down to his crotch and said, “I’ve been waiting two weeks to get your mouth wrapped around my dick, so start sucking bitch.”

Darren took the big cock between his lips, eager to taste it again. Chris put his hands on top of the boy’s head and grabbed him by the hair and started to hump his dick into the fag’s warm little mouth. The bitch was a natural cocksucker, using his tongue to lick the underside of Chris’ dick as he wrapped his lips around the thick shaft and moved up and down on his own. “Such a good boy,” Chris praised the kid, “working hard to earn your man’s cum down your throat.”

Hearing those words only made the boy want to please this man even more, sucking harder as he bobbed up and down. He moaned around the dick in his mouth, as Chris gripped him by the hair and caressed the top of his head, forcing more dick into his mouth. He felt so incredibly close to this man and wanted to be a good boy for him. Darren understood that he was this man’s faggot and that he was meant to suck his dick.

“Good little faggot, sucking cock just like you were born to do.” Chris continued as he picked up the pace of the face fuck, “Your brother can use your mouth any time he wants, bitch, and you’ll suck his cock when he says, because I want you to learn to be a good cocksucker. But you are my faggot and you should always remember that you obey me over any man.”

Darren pulled his mouth off of Chris’ cock long enough to respond, “Yes Sir”, before Chris stuck his dick back between his lips.

After a few more minutes of sucking, Chris had to nut and he started thrusting faster into the fag’s mouth, feeling the familiar tingle in his balls. “Get ready little guy, your man’s going to feed you his sperm soon and I don’t want you to spill a drop.” Darren nodded and started sucking his dick even more enthusiastically.

Chris started emptying his load into the boy’s mouth, gagging the bitch on the massive amount of cum. But he swallowed it without being told and kept sucking on the spewing cock. Chris moaned as his cum shot into the fag’s warm wet mouth and he collapsed back into the couch and let the boy suck his balls dry.

Darren’s mouth was flooded with the man’s cum and he choked on it a little before swallowing the mouthful down, only to have the cock spurt more and more and fill him up again. He was looking up at this amazing man, his hairy chest heaving, a smile spread on his handsome face as he closed his eyes and laid his head back against the couch. The boy loved the taste of this man’s cum and was happy to know that he’d be allowed to have more, thinking about how Chris said he was going to train Darren to be a good faggot and that the boy was expected to obey him. He wanted to obey him, it just felt right to do whatever this man wanted, and it excited Darren to know that Chris intended to let him suck Randy’s cock again too. At the thought of Randy, Darren remembered that his older brother was in the other room with their cousin and that Scotty had been making Randy do things and calling him a faggot too. Just as he wondered what Chris would do if he knew about Randy sucking Scotty’s dick, Darren heard someone coming down the hall.

The noises brought Chris out of his post orgasm daze and he opened his eyes, while he absently pet Darren’s head and pulled his face so that it was lying against his leg, the softening cock still stuffed in the fag’s mouth. Chris looked over his shoulder and saw Randy standing in just a pair of jeans at the entrance of the livingroom, not moving and with his mouth hanging open as he stared at the scene before him. Another boy stepped from behind Randy and approached Chris, not phased at all by what he saw. “Hey, I’m Scotty, that fag’s cousin,” the boy introduced himself while pointing at Darren, “You must be Chris. I was hoping I’d get to meet you. From what Randy’s told me, it sounds like we have a lot in common.”