Becoming a faggot - New Beginnings

Reunions

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Main Characters:

• Darren – One of the main characters and faggots, brother to Randy
• Randy - Darren's older brother and other main character and faggot
• Chris - Randy's high school friend
• Mark - Chris' younger brother
• Craig - Randy's new roommate
• Steve – Craig’s younger brother
• Alejandro (Alex) - Randy's next door neighbor
• Calvin - Randy's new roommate, and Craig's best friend
• Sam - The soon to be step-brother of Darren and Randy
• Jim - Darren's next door neighbor

I

Randy woke up with a dick in his mouth. Calvin’s dick to be more specific. He wasn’t sure what time it is, but saw it was still dark out so it must be the early hours of the morning.

“You awake,” Calvin asked casually, considering he was holding Randy’s face in his crotch, Randy’s mouth stuffed with his cock.

Randy nodded as he lay there on his side, his nose nestled in Calvin’s pubes, breathing in the young man’s musk. Calvin wasn’t attempting to fuck his mouth, but Randy was bracing for that. He also couldn’t ignore the plug in his ass, filling his cunt. When Calvin had initially plugged him with the large metal toy, it had been uncomfortable. But now he kind of enjoyed the feeling of it up in his cunt. Knowing it was keeping Craig and Calvin’s cum safely stored in his ass, soaking into him.

“It’s too cold to get out of bed,” Calvin said, “And I figured why should I need to when I have a nice warm mouth right here with me. And besides, we both know that it’s a treat for you to drink Daddy’s piss.”

As soon as those words left Calvin’s lips, he felt the flow of piss across his tongue. It was a slow steady stream that filled his mouth. Calvin tightened his grip on Randy’s head and held him in place, so he had no choice but to swallow once his mouth was full of the hot urine from Calvin’s bladder. Randy couldn’t tell if the piss tasted bad or if he was just getting used to it. He gulped down four more mouthfuls before Calvin finished.

“That’s a good girl,” Calvin said, as he decided to take advantage of his dick being in Randy’s mouth already, “Being Daddy’s urinal.”

It was a quick blowjob. Calvin rolled on to his back and Randy’s mouth followed, never leaving the cock. He wrapped his lips around the base, used his tongue to lap around the shaft, as the head prodded the back of his throat. Calvin removed his hands from Randy’s skull and let him do the work. Randy bobbed and sucked and slurped and licked, eliciting beautiful moans from Calvin. It didn’t take long before Randy was rewarded with Calvin’s warm thick sweet cum blasting into his mouth. He pulled off the cock and looked up at Calvin’s handsome face. Calvin was asleep before Randy could even swallow.

The second time he was woken up by Calvin, it was light outside and Randy was experiencing a multitude of sensations. First, his dick was being stroked. Second, his ass was still holding the plug. Third, there was a sweaty ass being wiped up and down his face, from chin to forehead.

“Good morning, baby girl,” He heard Calvin say from above him, grinding his ripe asshole against Randy’s lips, “I figured you’d enjoy waking up to Daddy’s ass on your face.”

And he hadn’t been wrong. That hairy ass first thing in the morning was probably the best thing Randy had ever smelled. And the slow stroking of Cavin’s fist on his dick was something he’d never imagined would happen. He couldn’t help but moan into Calvin’s ass as his rock hard cock was griped tight, free flowing precum making it slick.

“Yeah, baby, you like that? Daddy playing with your oversized clit,” Calvin dragged his ass up and down making Randy’s face wet with his ass sweat, “Since Daddy’s making his bitch feel good, she should get her tongue up in my shitter.”

Randy stuck out his tongue, just as Calvin placed his hole on Randy’s mouth. The intense smell was nothing to the taste of Calvin’s ass. It was almost too much for Randy and he felt himself approaching orgasm.

“Tell me if you’re close, baby,” Calvin picked up on Randy’s body language, taking his hand away from Randy’s cock and slapping at his balls gently, “I’ll tell you when you can cum from me milking you.”

Randy squirmed and yelped even from the light tapping, his balls being extra sensitive. He kissed at Calvin’s hole and slathered his tongue around it, lapping up the sweat. He felt Calvin begin to play with his nipples, pinching and rubbing at them. The tip of his tongue poked into Calvin’s tight asshole, making the boy moan himself.

“Fuck yeah baby, taste my ass,” Calvin’s voice was thick with lust, as he continued to abuse Randy’s nipples, “Be a good girl and lick it clean. What do you say to Daddy for making you feel good.”

Calvin raised his hips slightly, his asshole moving from Randy’s tongue. The tight hole was now pressed to the tip of Randy’s nose, entering Calvin’s ass so that Randy was smelling him from the inside. It was humiliating and yet turned Randy on even more. With his nose up Calvin’s ass, it meant a pair of big hairy balls were resting on his chin. He moaned and stuck out his tongue to taste the sweaty ballsac.

“What do you say, bitch,” Calvin sounded stern, slapping at Randy’s balls to get his attention, “Answer Daddy when he asks a question.”

“Oh fuck, thank you Daddy,” Randy responded enthusiastically, wiggling his nose further up Calvin’s sticky hole, while trying to close his legs and escape the abuse on his balls, “Thank you for letting me taste you and for making me feel good. But oh god, please stop.”

“Stop what, baby,” Calvin coyly asked, forcing Randy’s legs open and grabbing his balls in his fist, “Keep those legs spread, don’t you dare try to hide anything from Daddy. You are my plaything.”

When Randy’s nose was removed from Calvin tight hole, he could smell the thin layer of ass sweat coating the tip. His tongue was soon back in that delicious ass, his mouth watering at the taste. Calvin pulled Randy’s legs up and wide, so that his knees were hooked under Calvin’s armpits. He ordered Randy to rub his fingers around the base of the plug protruding from his cunt. Randy did as he was told, enjoying the feel of his fingers running around his pussy lips, the fullness of the plug deep in his ass.

The way that Calvin toyed with his body was exquisite torment. His Daddy alternated between stroking his clit, slapping his balls and yanking his tits. As Randy rubbed at his pussy, Calvin tugged at the base of the plug, fucking Randy with it and making him moan into Calvin’s ass smothering Randy.

“Get your tongue up Daddy’s hole baby. Taste me,” Calvin grinded his ass back on Randy’s face as he worked over his various body parts, “I’m gonna make sure you are marked with my scent all day. Want men to smell me on you.”

Understanding that was what Calvin was doing, marking his territory, drove Randy wild. He stuck his tongue deeper and wiped his face into Calvin’s damp ass crack. Calvin gently smacked Randy’s hand away from rubbing at the base of the plug.

“Open up, baby,” Calvin commanded, pulling at the plug more firmly as he stroked Randy’s rock hard dick, “Push out that plug so Daddy can fuck you.”

Randy struggled to expel the plug while trying to hold back his cum. His tongue pressed deeper into Calvin and his asshole opened up to Randy’s intrusion. The fart in his face surprised him and he jumped, as he literally could taste it on his tongue buried in Calvin’s hole.

“There’s a little treat for you,” Calvin chuckled, as Randy was engulfed in the stink, “Now give me your ass pacifier, your pussy can nurse on Daddy’s dick instead.”

The feeling of his ass opening up to the plug was a very strange sensation. Calvin’s insistent tugging helped, and Randy pushed and felt his opening finally give up and expand to allow the thick plug to stretch him open as it made its exit. The plug came free with a squelching pop and Randy could feel the wetness of his pussy from the cum still deep in him.

Calvin climbed off him, unceremoniously shoved the metal plug between his lips and then positioned himself between Randy’s legs. His hole hadn’t had time to close\ before Calvin was buried deep inside in one thrust. He was surprised and slightly embarrassed at how easily Calvin’s cock sunk in, meeting no resistance. But as open as his hole was, his mouth was forced open even wider. His jaw ached as he stretched it wide to allow the thick plug to rest between his lips. The metal was actually hot from being in his warm ass all night. Randy’s tongue swiped at the plug and he could taste the ass slime and caked cum coating it.

“Oh fuck yeah, baby girl,” Calvin moaned as he stroked his cock in and out of Randy’s hole, “Daddy’s gonna get you pregnant this morning. Fuck, your pussy is taking my fat cock no problem. I love fucking a loose cunt.”

Randy felt embarrassed hearing Calvin talk like that, his once tight ass now being referred to as a gaping pussy. Calvin spread Randy’s legs wide and ordered Randy to hold his ankles as his pussy got plowed. Leaning forward, his cock deep inside Randy, Calvin yanked the plug from Randy’s mouth and inserted three fingers instead.

“Suck,” Calvin stated the obvious, fucking Randy’s mouth with his fingers while he fucked Randy’s ass with his big cock, “Pretend there is a dick in both your holes, making you a happy and useful bitch.”

There he was, legs spread open, a cock plowing his ass, sucking on Calvin’s fingers in his mouth. Feeling like a whore, but also recognizing his rock hard cock was dripping precum onto his belly. He sucked and moaned around the fingers probing his mouth, loving the feel of the cock stroking the insides of his ass.

“God damn, baby, your cunt is fantastic,” Calvin’s thrusts became harder and more frantic, as he panted above Randy, “You’re about to get another deposit in your sperm bank!”

The intensity of the fuck was overwhelming. Just as Randy felt Calvin’s dick expanding in his ass, the young man bent forward, removing his fingers from Randy’s mouth and began to kiss him deeply. Calvin’s tongue fucked Randy’s mouth as the cum gushed into his ass. The kissing didn’t stop even after the spurting cock was emptied into Randy. Craig’s voice is what halted the kissing and caused Calvin to raise up, both he and Randy looked toward the bedroom door. Craig stood there naked, looking gorgeous, his hair still tousled from sleep and his big dick sticking out from his crotch.

“My turn,” he said, approaching the bed.  

II

 Darren slept fitfully Sunday night. He kept waking up from strange dreams that involved any combination of Jim, Sam, Steve, Chris, Randy and Scotty. The Scotty dreams were bad enough, but the Jim dreams left him feeling sad. It would be a reenactment of earlier today, but in these versions, Darren was the one who initiated the kiss and Jim didn’t just rush out without saying much. He would stay and tell Darren how gross he was, how Jim wasn’t gay like him and what made Darren think that Jim would want a little faggot to kiss him. They weren’t friends any more, Jim didn’t want to hang out or see him again. And he was going to tell everyone at school that Darren was a fag. In the dream, it didn’t come up that all the boys in their immediate groups already knew about Darren, everyone except Jim.

In real life, after Jim had rushed out and Darren had discovered Jim’s cumload on Darren’s shorts, he hadn’t hesitated before scooping some of that warm cum up with his fingers and sticking those fingers in his mouth. He realized at that moment that he loved the taste of cum and Jim’s in particular. Maybe not the taste so much as the fact that it was something that came from Jim and men in general that he was able to take into him. To felt closer to them in that way.

He used Jim’s dirty jockstrap that he’d taken to wipe up the rest of the cum from his shorts, folding the jockstrap up carefully to keep the cum safe and sticking it back under his pillow to rejoin Sam’s underwear. Darren then curled up in his bed, trying to make sense of what had just happened with Jim. Everything had felt so good up to the point of him running out. The tickling, feeling Jim touching him and then on him, how sexy it had been when Darren felt Jim had a hardon. The best part had been the way Jim had kissed him. So why did it go from that beautiful moment to one where Darren felt like he’d done something wrong.

Sam got home a little while later and he and Darren hung out. Sam made them a simple dinner and he asked Darren a few times if he was okay, and Darren denied anything was wrong. Sam again suggested that he invite Steve over one night after school, and Darren said he would, trying not to feel jealous over his step-brother’s interest in the other boy. As they watched television, Darren’s discontent melted away when Sam laid down on the couch and told Darren to lay down in front of him so Sam could hold him and cuddle him from behind.

Hands casually roamed Darren’s body, Sam exploring and squeezing and rubbing. Darren could feel Sam’s excitement pressed against his butt, which Sam kept going back to. He eventually slipped his hand under the waist band of the shorts and began to rub his finger on Darren’s tight hole. It felt good and Darren moaned softly and closed his eyes, no longer interested in the show on the tv. Sam pulled down Darren’s shorts and pressed his thick uncut cock into Darren’s ass. And Sam started to slowly fuck him, holding him tight from behind and loosening up Darren’s tight hole. The feeling of Sam filling him up and hugging him close, kissing his neck sweetly as his cock fucked him, had Darren going wild with the sensations coursing through his body.

It couldn’t last forever and neither could Sam. The hug became almost unbearably strong across Darren’s chest and Sam’s breathing picked up, until he moaned loudly into Darren’s ear. Sam’s cock pulsed in Darren’s hole and began to pump seed deep into him. The hot cum spurting inside his ass was something he had come to crave and he clenched down on Sam’s cock and tried to milk out as much cum as possible. As Darren lay there, eyes closed and focused on the rush of emotions for Sam that were almost overwhelming, he heard Sam softly snoring in his ear, his cock still hard and buried deep in Darren.

They lay like that for a while longer, before Darren started to get nervous their parents would get home at any minute. So he wiggled off of Sam’s hard cock and couldn’t resist kneeling and taking his step brother in his mouth to clean him. He loved the way Sam’s cock felt so different from Steve and the others, the softness and the way the foreskin seemed to glide up and down. He woke Sam and told him good night, before Darren went to bed. He had intended to wait until their parents were home and in bed and then he’d go to join Sam, but Darren fell asleep quickly and dealt with his dreams with Sam’s load still soaking in his ass.

That morning, he woke up feeling tired and headed to go shower before school. As he got to the bathroom, next to Sam’s bedroom door, he heard Sam quietly calling for him. Darren entered his room and his step brother told him to perform his morning tasks. Sam was laying on his stomach in bed, so Darren crawled under the covers and nuzzled his face into Sam’s hairy ass. He forgot all about Jim and the problems from yesterday and focused his attention on pleasing Sam and making him moan as Darren rubbed his face vigorously into Sam’s sweaty crack and tongued his hole clean. Sam eventually turned onto his back and pulled Darren’s mouth onto his cock and fucked into his mouth until he shot his load. He pat Darren on the head and told him he could go get ready for school now.

Darren crawled out of Sam’s bed and Sam grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward so that Sam could kiss him on the lips. He commented on how Darren’s face reeked of ripe ass and how hot that was. He sent Darren off, telling him to have a good day, before turning over to go back to sleep. Darren avoided washing his face in the shower, wanting to let Sam’s scent linger through the morning. 

His morning went downhill from there. After getting dress for school, he gathered up Jim’s books into the bag he’d left behind and went over to Jim’s house to walk to school together. When Jim’s mom answered the door, she informed Darren that Jim was running late and said to tell Darren he’d just meet him at school later. Darren left the book bag with Jim’s mom and started his lonely walk to school, even more confused as to what was going on with Jim. Was his dream about Jim true, did Jim hate him now?

Darren waited by Jim’s locker, hoping to get to see his friend and ask what he did wrong. But Jim never showed and Darren eventually went to his classes. He finally saw Jim at lunch, but it was with the entire group of boys. Apparently, after Saturday’s beach trip, the two groups decided to all hang out now. Including Scotty, which wasn’t even the worst part. The thing that bothered Darren the most was that Jim essentially ignored him, barely acknowledging him.

Jim was in a conversation with Brad, Matty and Scotty. Darren couldn’t hear what they were talking about clearly, but Jim gave Darren occasional quick glances before turning back to talking to his cousin and the others. Paul and Brian were huddled with Adam, which Darren smiled at. Considering how close Brian and Paul were, it was nice to see them adding a new friend to their mix. It also only made Jim ignoring him that much more painful. Steve sat down with Darren, only wanting to talk about Sam and suggesting he come over some time to hang out together, with Sam. Steve smiled when Darren told him that Sam had the same idea. Darren was glad that Steve liked Sam, but he was distracted by Jim.

As he listened to Steve talking about Sam and how great he seemed, Darren noticed Adam watching Jim, who was sitting at the picnic table across from where Adam was with Brian and Paul. And Brad seemed focused on Adam, following his friend’s gaze to Jim. Darren was trying to figure out how Scotty fit into all this, wondering what Matty could be talking with Scotty about considering Matty’s feeling toward Darren’s cousin. But the group was laughing a lot and Scotty kept looking over at him and Steve, smiling at Darren, which was surprising and confusing all on its own.

Once the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, Jim finally came over to talk to Darren. It was a quick chat, with Jim letting Darren know that he should walk home without him since Jim had wrestling practice after school with Adam and Steve. Jim seemed super awkward and uncomfortable with Darren, which only fueled his fears that Jim hated him now and didn’t want to be friends anymore. He found it hard to concentrate in his classes the rest of the day, unable to get Jim out of his head. He now understood why it was called a crush, because he was feeling crushed about Jim.

At the end of the day, he put things away in his school locker getting ready for his lonely walk home. And just as he was closing the door, Brad came out of nowhere leaning up against the locker next to Darren’s. Brad was giving him a big grin, that only made him cuter. His dark brown hair and big brown eyes complimented his complexion. Brad was Asian, and Darren thought he might be Chinese considering he was just as handsome as some of the Chinese actors Darren had seen in movies and on television. Brad’s muscular chest and arms flexed under the fabric of the tight shirt he was wearing.

“Just the kid I was looking for,” Brad seemed very excited about something, “Come on, I have a surprise for you and I was hoping to find you before you left school.”

“Well, I was just about to walk home,” Darren felt unsure what to make of Brad’s mood, ”What’s the surprise?”

“You have to come with me to find out,” Brad said, putting his arm across Darren’s shoulders to lead the smaller boy down the hall, “Matty told me at the beach what a good boy you are. Of course, he had to stop sucking my dick in order to answer my questions about you.”

“You were asking him about me,” Darren was surprised to hear this, “What did he tell you?”

“Well, once everyone went off in their little groups, it was just him and me,” Brad continued walking them outside to the football field, “And he never misses a chance to suck my dick. And seeing you again, piqued my interest. So I got him to confirm that you are an obedient boy who likes to please men. Is that not the truth?’

It wasn’t a lie, so Darren just nodded and looked down at floor, nervous around Brad suddenly.

“Yeah, good boy. You’ll have me now to watch out for you,” Brad said, “One thing you should know, Jim isn’t gay. He’s never let Matty suck his dick or anything, even though he’s had plenty of chances. I see how you are around him, how you look at him.”

“I’ve not said or done anything,” Darren responded, looking up at Brad worried, “Did he say something to you about me?”

“No, he hasn’t. Just be careful to not fawn over him too much and make him uncomfortable,” Brad advised, “You don’t want him to reconsider having a friend who is a fag who has the hots for him. He might worry that other kids at school would think he’s gay too.”

They continued walking, Darren now remembering the way Jim had kissed him. Having Brad confirm that Jim wasn’t gay had Darren even more confused about what had happened and what Jim must think of him. Lost in these thoughts, he let the bigger handsome boy lead him behind the bleachers, where there was a small building off around the corner. It was a set of bathrooms, the men’s around the back where Brad took them. There was an out of order sign on the door, but Brad still opened it and guided Darren through.

Darren stopped once he saw what the surprise was. Or more accurately, who the surprise was. Brad had to nudge him forward, so that he could close the door. Darren heard Brad engage the lock, as he stood there staring down at Scotty kneeling naked on the bathroom floor, blindfolded with a pair of white gym socks tied together. And his dick was rock hard, sticking straight up from between his legs.

III

The cum deposit from Craig and Calvin was slowly leaking from Randy’s ass as he did the dishes. No matter how much he tried to clench, the cum still escaped and was running down the inside of his legs. Craig had wasted no time mounting and breeding him once Calvin had finished with him and the two friends had then gotten ready and left for classes.

He stood there in the kitchen, in just a pink thong, which was now the only clothing he was allowed to wear in the house. He felt exposed as he dried the dishes, knowing that the curtains had been pulled open on the kitchen window behind him. Anyone walking by the house would be able to see him if they happened to glance over. Calvin had insisted that he leave all the curtains drawn in the kitchen and living room when Randy was home doing his chores, knowing how embarrassed Randy would be to have to walk around cleaning in the tiny pink thong on display to the world.

The sound of the front door unlocking startled him and he turned just in time to see Chris enter the house and stand in the kitchen doorway. He wolf whistled at Randy and looked him up and down appreciatively. Chris then snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor in front of him. Randy dropped the dish towel and scurried over to stand in front of his best friend.

“Down,” Chris said, snapping and pointing again, and Randy sunk to his knees, “You should always get on your knees and come to me whenever I get home.”

“Yes Sir,” Randy responded, looking up at Chris’ handsome face.

“Display,” Chris commanded and Randy froze, unsure what to do, “That means to put your head down to the floor at my feet, lift your ass up and reach back and spread your cheeks with both hands.”

Randy did as Chris described, feeling himself blush as he grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart, his asshole opening up around the thong strap. Chris bent over and rubbed his fingers along Randy’s ass crack and tapped two fingers at his hole. He then pulled the thong strap out and snapped it, making Randy yelp at the sting against his hole.

“Good boy,” Chris said approvingly, standing back up, “I brought over a few boxes of my things. Help me get them.”

“Yes Sir,” Randy said, getting to his feet and turning to head down the hall to his room to put on some clothes.

“Where are you going,” Chris asked, “You don’t need to get dressed, it’s only a couple boxes. You’re covered up enough to be decent.”

Randy was mortified at the thought of going outside for the neighbors to see him like this. Or anyone really who might be driving by. But Randy knew better than to argue and so he hurried out front to the VW Bus and opened the side door and grabbed the first box he saw. He turned to quickly head back to the house and saw Chris sitting in one of the chairs on the front porch.

“I’ll watch and make sure no one takes anything,” Chris explained, as Randy approached with the box, “Just put them in the master bedroom, you can unpack later.”

“Yes Sir,” Randy said, and stopped before heading inside, “Please may I put on a pair of shorts at least.”

“No, just be quick,” Chris sounded irritated a little that Randy would question him, “It’s the middle of the day, no one is gonna see. Stop being such a bitch.”

And so Randy did as he was told. He was heading back for the last box, happy to have this embarrassment almost over, thankful that Chris had been right that no one was around. Just as he got to the sidewalk, heading to the car, Randy’s luck ran out.

“What the fuck,” Randy heard a somewhat familiar voice, “Is that you, fag?”

Randy turned to see the sales clerk from the mall standing just a few feet away, walking toward him on the sidewalk. He was stunned and unable to speak, just standing there in the thong as the clerk looked him up and down. The events of that day this summer flashed through Randy’s mind, Mark and DeShawn running into him at the mall, taking him underwear shopping, the clerk helping to pick out panties for him. The two boys offering the sales clerk a blowjob delivered by Randy. And that was just the beginning. Randy felt his entire body turning red with embarrassment.

“I didn’t know you lived in the neighborhood, bitch,” The clerk said reaching up and tweaking one of Randy’s nipples, “I just live around the corner and walk by here all the time when I’m heading to work. Where are your masters?”

Randy was thinking of how to answer when Chris called out, startling both him and the store clerk.

“Hey, both of you get up here,” Chris shouted and Randy turned to see him standing, looking stern as he beckoned them with a finger. The clerk looked both surprised and scared, grabbing Randy by the arm and quickly leading them both to stand in front of Chris. Randy thought the clerk was a little too quick to obey a man who was otherwise a stranger to him. But Chris had a very dominant way about him.

“How do you know each other,” Chris asked the clerk, as he looked him up and down. He was just a little shorter than Chris’ and Randy’s 6 feet. Randy had to admit that he thought the guy was cute, with his shaggy blond hair that hung down in his face a little, bright green eyes and cute face and smile. Although he was too nervous to smile at the moment.

“He came into my work,” the clerk responded quietly.

“Speak up and look at me,” Chris demanded, then turned to Randy, “And you, get down on all fours in the grass and wait.”

Randy quickly dropped down, on hands and knees in the soft grass, looking up at the two handsome men as they talked. He instinctively arched his back and lifted his ass up, exposing his thonged asscrack to the street.

“Now, what is your work,” Chris went back to his questions, ignoring Randy.

“I’m a sales clerk at the mall department store,” The boy, who was probably no more than 18, was shaking a little.

“Jesus,” Chris sounded annoyed, “This should not be so hard for me to get you to tell me things.” What department?”

“Sorry Sir,” The clerk apologized, looking even more nervous as he kept eye contact with Chris, “Women’s lingerie.”

“Don’t be nervous, you aren’t in trouble,” Chris reached out and cupped the side of the boy’s face in his palm, “And what was he doing there.”

“He was with two guys, buying a thong,” The clerk answered in a more calm voice, leaning his face into Chris’ touch, “One of the guys was black, named Daryl or maybe DeShawn. The other guy was white, had a pretty common name, I can’t remember.”

“Mark?” Chris suggested, taking his hand away and staring down at Randy now with a pissed off look on his face.

“Yeah, that’s it, how’d you know,” The clerk confirmed.

“Cuz Mark’s my little brother and DeShawn is his friend,” Chris’ gaze continued to burn into Randy, “So he bought a thong and that was it?”

“Well, not exactly,” The clerk seemed to understand that he needed to be careful about what more he shared.

“Tell me what happened,” Chris sounded calm, as he moved behind Randy. It took all Randy’s strength to not turn to keep an eye on Chris. The clerk kept facing Chris, his big bulge now nearly in Randy’s face.

“Well, your brother and his friend took him into the dressing room,” The clerk seemed reluctant to be too specific.

“And,” Chris prompted, as he began to feel up Randy’s ass. He slipped the thong strap to the side and rubbed a finger to Randy’s hole. At the same time, he placed a hand on the back of Randy’s head and pushed him forward, his face now pressed into the clerk’s crotch. Randy could feel the hardening dick under the fabric against his face. And he could not forget that he was on all fours in a thong in the grass out front of the house.

“They had me bring some things to make him try on,” The clerk moaned softly and ground his bulge against Randy’s mouth.

“You can refer to him as fag or bitch, your choice,” Chris offered, his finger entering Randy and beginning to slide in and out of his hole as he continued dragging information out of the clerk, “Now tell me everything that happened. Don’t be shy.”

“They had the bitch try on the panties I brought and then had him suck my dick,” The clerk admitted, now grabbing Randy’s face in his hands, being a little more aggressive.

“Show me,” Chris said simply, adding a second finger inside Randy.

“What do you mean,” The clerk sounded unsure.

“Show me how you had him suck you off,” Chris explained, as if they weren’t on the front lawn in broad daylight for anyone to see, “Open up your pants, take out your cock and shove it in his mouth. Let me see how you fed him your dick.”

“Yes Sir,” The clerk said and quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hard 7” cock, before stuffing it into Randy’s eager mouth. Although he was nervous to be seen, he couldn’t deny how hot it was to get to suck off the clerk again, while Chris explored his hole. Even though they were outside for anyone to see, Randy hoped that Chris would take out his cock and finally fuck Randy.

“Good boy,” Chris said and Randy wasn’t sure who he was talking to specifically, maybe them both, “Let him suck your cock while you finish telling me everything.”

Randy sucked the cock in his mouth, the boy taking long slow strokes past his lips, prodding the back of his throat with the head of his dick. Moaning around it as he felt Chris continue to explore his ass with two fingers, probing deep, swirling them around, spreading them apart to stretch Randy open.

“Once I fed him my load I left,” The clerk continued, pumping his cock into Randy’s mouth, “And when I came back a little later to check in, they were taking turns fucking him.”

Randy cringed hearing this being said out loud. Chris removed his fingers from Randy’s cunt and moved around to squat down, eye to eye with Randy.

“So let me get this straight,” Chris looked sternly at Randy, who felt ridiculous with his mouth full of cock and his ass on display to the neighbors, “What’s he’s saying is that my baby bro whored you out in a dressing room to his bud and this dude, a total stranger. That they fucked you and made you suck this guy off.”

“Well, actually,” The clerk spoke up, thrusting his dick deep into Randy’s mouth, making him gag, “I fucked him too later, once the other two left him behind after finishing with him.”

“Both of you, get in here,” Chris looked pissed, standing up and walking inside the house, not bothering to see if they followed, knowing they would.

The clerk withdrew his cock from Randy’s mouth and headed after Chris, with Randy scrambling to his feet to not be too far behind. Chris was sitting on the couch, legs spread, arms crossed over his chest, looking in charge. The clerk stopped just to the side, standing in front of the couch. Chris snapped his fingers, pointing first to Randy and then to the spot in front of him. Randy scurried to kneel in front of Chris, who raised his foot up and hooked it over Randy’s shoulder to pull him down until his face was on the carpet, with Chris’ shoe on the back of his neck.

“Fuck him,” Randy heard Chris command more than offer. And it wasn’t more than a few seconds before he felt the clerk behind his raised ass, spitting on his hole before driving his cock balls deep, moaning loudly at the pleasure of being in Randy’s pussy again.

Chris stood up, his foot now between Randy’s shoulder blades, holding him down. Randy recognized that he was pretty much naked between these two men who were still fully clothed, making him feel even more like a bitch as his ass got fucked and he was treated like just a hole. Randy heard the unzip of Chris’ shorts above him. The clerk shifted behind Randy and soon the sound of sucking was added to the ass fucking. Chris was having the clerk suck his cock and Randy’s dick went rock hard.

“So did you suck my brother off too, boy,” Chris asked and Randy heard the clerk gagging on Chris, “Did you let him and his friend fuck you. Or was it just the three of you using my fag.”

The clerk tried to answer but Chris wouldn’t let him off his dick, so it was impossible to understand. Chris didn’t seem to care about hearing the answer, he seemed only interested in getting his cock sucked by this new boy.

“You ready for me to show you how to really fuck,” Chris asked, apparently withdrawing his cock from the clerk’s mouth.

“Yes Sir,” The clerk responded, coughing a little after the rough face fuck he just took. He started to pull out of Randy to let Chris take his place, and Randy was so excited to think he was about to get to feel Chris inside him and dump his load in his ass.

“Nope, stay there,” Chris commanded, stepping behind them again, “I want to fuck you while you fuck my bitch. You want that?”

“Oh god, yes Sir,” the boy sighed, pressing back into Randy, “But please go slow, I’ve only been fucked a few times.”

“I’ll be gentle, with you boy,” Chris assured him, and Randy heard the movement of Chris getting down behind the boy.

The moment Chris entered him, the boy fell forward onto Randy and his cock drove deeper into Randy’s cunt. The boy moaned and it sounded like he was fully enjoying Chris inside him. Randy was overwhelmed with jealousy, wishing Chris was fucking him. The rhythm of Chris’ thrusts into the boy, controlled the pace of the cock fucking Randy. And he closed his eyes and tried to imagine it was Chris in his ass, instead of the boy that Chris was fucking.

“Fuck you feel so good, so tight,” Chris exhaled, thrusting into the clerk faster with each minute that passed, “So much tighter than what I imagine the faggot’s cunt must be by now, considering he’s taken so much cock.”

“He’s still pretty tight, Sir,” the boy shared, as he let Chris control the situation and set the pace of his fucking Randy.

“I’m surprised,” Chris said, slamming into the boy, making him yelp as his own cock was rammed hard into Randy, “But I wouldn’t know since I haven’t fucked the bitch yet. Making him wait to earn that privilege.”

“I feel lucky to get your cock then,” The boy moaned as Chris began to really pummel his ass, making him pant above Randy, as Randy tried to imagine how wonderful it must feel to be used by this incredible man.

“You ready for the real prize,” Chris asked, panting harder, obviously getting closer to shooting.

“Oh fuck yes Sir,” the clerk responded, sounding excited, his cock seeming to get even thicker in Randy’s ass.

“Good boy,” Chris praised him, “I want you to breed my fag, at the same time I’m filling you up with my cum. You think you can do that boy?”

“Yes Sir, I’m very close,” The boy confirmed, thrusting into Randy faster, matching Chris’ increased speed.

“Alright then boy, I’m ready,” Chris fucked with more urgency, and Randy imagined that Chris’ cock was passing through the boy and was inside his ass.

“Yes Sir, oh fuck,” The clerk nearly screamed, “Oh god, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck me harder please Sir! Give me your cum.”

“Good fucking boy, here it comes.”

The moment Randy felt the boy’s hot seed flooding his guts, Chris roared above them and Randy knew that Chris’ cum was flowing into the boy. He imagined that it was Chris’ superior seed pumping out of the boy’s dick, Chris’ cum dumping into his ass instead of the clerk’s load. The boy was thrashing above Randy, the moment overwhelming him, both the pleasure of his cock pulsing in Randy while Chris’ balls drained inside his own ass.

Randy stayed still, enjoying the moment as best he could. His knees hurt and his ass was sore, his dick was hard and aching to be touched. But he stayed down, ass up, feeling the weight of the two men above him, as the clerk’s cock continued to pulse in his cunt, firing off more cum inside him. It seemed endless, but eventually, Chris withdrew and stepped around to lift Randy up by the hair and push his cock into Randy’s mouth. He tried to ignore the bitter taste of the boy’s ass on Chris’ cock, and instead focus on the cum that was smeared on the shaft and stuck in the pubes at the base of his dick.

The boy extracted his cock from Randy’s ass and he felt his hole gaping as some of the cum spilled out. Chris pulled the clerk forward and replaced his cock with the clerk in Randy’s mouth. He obediently cleaned off the boy’s cock too. Once the boy seemed satisfied, he pulled out and tucked his dick back into his pants.

“Thank you Sir,” The clerk said and Chris pulled him into a hug and kissed him hard on the mouth for a moment, “But I do need to get to work, I’m gonna be late otherwise.”

“You get going boy, but feel free to stop by whenever. You are always welcome to use my fag, even if I’m not here,” Chris offered up Randy, and Randy just knelt there, cum leaking from his ass, naked at the feet of these two men, “And if I am here, I’ll expect you to submit to me. Take my number.”

“Of course Sir, I would love that,” The boy said, taking the piece of paper from Chris that he’d wrote his number on. Then he headed out the door, saying goodbye to Chris and ignoring Randy who was currently leaking the boy’s cum from his ass.

“Go get that last box bitch,” Chris ordered, turning his gaze back to Randy, and he didn’t look pleased, “And then you can help me understand who else has fucked my fag before me.”

IV

“It’s actually a surprise for both of you,” Brad said, stepping over to Scotty and pulling off the tube socks tied around his head, “Family reunion!”

Darren turned to go, intending to run all the way home to get far away from this, as fast as he could. But Brad stopped him, holding the door with his hand. Darren knew it was pointless to try to fight with the stronger boy to get the door open, so he turned back around to face his cousin.

“Look, I know you two had a falling out,” Brad said in an overly sincere tone, “But family is important and there isn’t anything that can’t be worked out. And besides, you two have to get along since you’re both going to be regularly taking care of me and Adam. Can’t have you two fighting, unless it’s over who gets to suck my dick first.”

Brad laughed at his own joke, and gently pushed Darren forward.

“Now give each other a hug,” Brad said. But when Scotty moved to stand, Brad spit in his face, “Nope, stay on your knees, bitch. Your cousin can join you.”

Scotty wiped his face and didn’t do a very good job of hiding the contempt on his face, but he stayed down as he had been told. Darren was suddenly not sure about the situation, but still knelt down beside Scotty. His cousin pulled him into a tight hug. At first, Darren was frozen in place, trying not to cringe at the embrace. When Scotty whispered sorry into his ear, Darren gave in and hugged him back.

“Isn’t that sweet, healing family bonds,” Brad stepped up in front of Scotty and pulled out his good sized dick, “Now open up.”

Scotty released Darren and opened his mouth. As soon as Scotty’s lips had parted, Brad shoved his dick between them. Brad shoved down on Darren’s shoulder, and Darren had a pretty good idea what was expected. He bent forward and reluctantly took Scotty into his mouth. The only thing that made it possible for Darren to do this again with Scotty, was that Brad was fucking Scotty’s face pretty rough and making him gag. Darren felt bad for his cousin and at the same time, didn’t want Brad doing that to him.

“You weren’t kidding, Scotty,” Brad said, as he put his foot between Darren’s shoulder blades, to force him down on Scotty’s hard dick, “Your cousin is a bigger fag than you. What is today?”

“Monday,” Scotty mumbled around Brad’s dick, in between the gagging.

“And what do you get to do on Mondays,” Brad continued his questioning, keeping his foot on Darren’s back encouraging him to stay on Scotty’s dick. Despite the way Brad was using his mouth, Scotty’s dick only got harder and oozed out precum onto Darren’s tongue. He couldn’t deny that it tasted good, “You get to cum on Mondays, bitch. And this time, rather than you having to jerk yourself off, like you normally do, you get to let your little cousin help. But remember, you don’t cum until after me.”

Darren was surprised to hear Scotty mumble out ‘thank you, Sir’ as he humped his dick up into Darren’s mouth, but slowly to likely make sure he didn’t cum too soon. This was definitely a different young man from the one that Darren had last seen. The old Scotty was being forced to take dick as punishment for doing the same and worse to Darren, but this new version was far from fighting it.

“Get my dick nice and wet,” Brad ordered Scotty, “Because I’m planning to finally get my turn at this little guy’s ass. You want that little guy?”

Darren nodded his head, eager to have this sexy young man inside him. And he was happy that Brad wanted to fuck him, rather than let Scotty do it.

“Good boy, if I’m going to protect you at school,” Brad started, “I need to know that what I’m protecting as mine is worth it.”

Hearing Brad talk this way about him, as if he was claiming Darren as his, flipped that switch in Darren that Chris had shown him was there. He sucked on Scotty more enthusiastically and wiggled his butt to show how happy he was. Scotty groaned and gagged and had to grab Darren’s head to slow him down. Brad bent over and playfully swatted Darren’s little butt and rubbed and squeezed each cheek in turn.

“Pull down your pants and let me see that cute little ass,” Brad removed his foot from Darren’s back and pumped his dick into Scotty’s face in deep thrusts, “While I get my cock extra lubed.”

Darren fumbled with the button and zipper on his pants, and quickly tugged them down over his perky butt. Brad immediately reached back and rubbed his hand against the bare skin, his fingers tracing the crack and swirling around Darren’s sensitive hole. He moaned at the touch and sucked with a renewed hunger at Scotty. His cousin may have enjoyed it too much, as he had to hold Darren’s head still and then pull him off his dick completely. Brad pulled his cock out of Scotty’s mouth as well and moved around to behind Darren.

“Did you miss my dick, faggot,” Scotty said, a slight aggression in his voice as he guided Darren back to it, “It missed you. And it’s ready to show you pretty soon just how much it missed you. But you better not make me cum before Brad. I think you’ll have a pretty good idea when he does.”

“You should be thanking your cousin for taking your place as my butt boy,” Brad warned Scotty, “You always make such a fuss, whining about it. But don’t get too cocky, because I can always remind you your place is still below me in this hierarchy.”

“Yes Sir,” Scotty demurred, but shoved Darren down until he gagged on his dick and forced it into Darren’s throat, “Old habits, sorry Darren.”

Darren was able to handle Scotty in his throat, considering his dick was not nearly as big as the other boys who had done the same to him. He actually enjoyed the way it felt to have his cousin pumping in his throat, he was able to breath around it still and was controlling his gagging, at least for now. With his one hole plugged, he felt Brad aiming to do the same at the other end. His dick was a few inches bigger than Scotty, but still smaller than Sam. So Darren wasn’t worried that it would hurt as Brad began to push into his ass.

“Fuck, that’s a nice pussy,” Brad sighed contentedly as he sunk in, “I’m going to enjoy protecting you, little guy, and having you repay me by offering me this hole. It’s fucking soft and warm inside.”

He welcomed Brad in for the first time. It had been so long since he’d had both his holes filled and it made him feel like his old self again. After months of trying to push his faggot-self down, despite Sam and Steve bringing it to the forefront, having men stuff their cocks in both his holes reminded him of his true purpose. The one that Chris had taught him, he shouldn’t be ashamed of his being on earth to serve and please men. It didn’t even matter that he was on all fours on the cold dirty floor of a high school bathroom.

Brad seemed intent on enjoying Darren’s ass for as long as he could last, going in long, slow thrusts, in and out. And Darren moaned each time he felt Brad’s cock pop out and back into his pussy, and bottom out in it, probing deep inside. He slathered Scotty’s dick with his tongue and fucked it into his throat voluntarily, eliciting noises from Scotty that made it clear he appreciated the way Darren was taking care of his cock.

“I should have tapped this ass sooner,” Brad sank into Darren and laid down on his back, wrapping his arms around Darren’s chest, “You’re definitely going to be getting a lot of my sperm in your pussy. And I think I’m ready to give you the first injection, boy.”

Hearing this, had Darren even more eager to feel Brad’s cum spurting inside his ass. He pushed back onto Brad’s dick and squeezed his hole, trying to massage the cock with his pussy. And he was successful in his attempts, feeling the cock swell just before hot cum began to coat his insides. Brad moaned deeply into his ear and bit down on Darren’s lobe as he fucked his cum deeper into his new bitch. Darren was enjoying the closeness and the noises that Brad was making as the pleasure shot out of his dick into Darren.

“Holy shit, that felt amazing,” Brad exhaled a pent up breath, and raised off and pulled his cock out of Darren, “You may never have to take dick in your ass again Scotty, as long as your cousin is around.”

“Yes Sir, I’m just glad you liked my idea to make him your bitch,” Scotty said as he increased his pumping into Darren’s mouth, “Do I get to cum now?”

“Yes bitch, but you also know the rule,” Brad stepped up to Scotty and offered him the cock that had just been in Darren’s ass, “You always have to have cock in one of your holes when you cum. You are still my bitch after all.”

Scotty’s desire to cum outweighed his obvious disgust at having to suck Darren’s ass off Brad’s cock, because he opened his mouth and let Brad place his dick in. Brad sighed as Scotty began to clean off his dick with his mouth and tongue. Scotty began pumping his dick into Darren’s mouth and probing his throat in a frenzy. Darren realized the sooner his cousin came, the sooner he could stop having to hold Brad’s dick in his mouth.

“Come on bitch,” Brad sounded stern, “We don’t have all day, get that load down his throat. Share that family bond with him.”

Almost as if he’d obeyed Brad’s order, Scotty shouted out as he forced his dick down Darren’s throat and began to pump his cum straight to his stomach. The noises Scotty was making sounded almost painful as he continued to suck on Brad’s cock and feed his cum to Darren.

“That’s it, bitch,” Brad encouraged Scotty to drain his nuts, “Bet it feels good to get your dick sucked, it’s probably been awhile since you’ve cum by anything other than your own hand.”

Eventually, Scotty’s dick was too sensitive and he shoved Darren away. As he sat up on his haunches, Darren could feel the cum leaking out of his pussy and he quickly yanked up his underwear and pants to avoid making any mess on the floor. Not that it would have mattered, considering how filthy it was.

“Good job boys,” Brad stuffed his dick back into his pants and went to the door and unlocked it, pausing just as he was about to leave through it, “Scotty, you can fill your cousin in on how this all works, He follows the same rules you do, except you don’t get to cum even on Mondays little guy. I’ll be making sure you get more than enough cum to keep you happy and horny.”

The door slammed loudly after Brad and Darren jumped, his nerves on edge being alone with Scotty.

“Grab my backpack,” Scotty ordered, pointing to the bag under the row of sinks, “We can have a little walk and talk, so I can set a few things straight with you. It’s going to be important for you to understand how things are going to work around here.”

Note from the author: i am sorry for the long wait again. Work got very intense and then i finally got covid, although vaccinated and boosted. i hope you enjoy this story and i promise to continue and post more just as quickly as i can. thank you for continuing to support and share your thoughts with me.