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
• Pablo – Uncle of family next door to Randy and Darren
• 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
• Tyson – Chris’ friend, boyfriend of Randy’s and Darren’s sister

Scotty was actually proud of his little cousin for being such a good fag. Now that the competition was tied, he was more determined than ever to ensure victory and get Steve to submit to him. Having experienced the thrill of breaking Randy down to a faggot, Scotty wanted a local boy that he could break and keep.

“As I see it,” Craig began to say, “Since there has to be a tie breaker, the stakes should be higher and you either accept them or give up.”

Brian responded, “I’m game.”

“What are the new stakes?” Scotty asked.

“You have to agree, before I say what they are.” Craig offered.

“I say go for it,” Steve said.

“No way,” Scotty said, “I’m not going to agree to changing the rules at the end.”

“Then your team forfeits and is the loser under the old rules,” Craig explained.

“Scotty, let’s just go with it,” Paul told his teammate, “I don’t want to lose without even trying.”

“Fine,” Scotty gave in.

“I’m glad you could all agree,” Craig said, “The prize for the winning fag doesn’t change, the losing fag has to suck the winner’s dick. But the losing team, in addition to the original ass kissing punishment, will have to spend the night as slaves to the winning team, doing whatever they are told, but nothing sexual. Of course, I’ll automatically be part of the winning team.”

Craig was quick to decide that the final competition would be a “Cum Race” to determine the winning team and best faggot. First, Craig ordered everyone to strip naked, except for Matty who was to keep on his thong for Craig’s benefit and Darren who was already naked in just the collar.

Craig had each team sit together on the couch, with him in the middle. Once he gave the command, each fag would start to suck off a boy on the opposing team and make him cum before moving on to suck off the other team member. The fag could use any technique to make the boys cum, just as long as he sucks and takes the load. Once the fag sucked off the opposing team, he’d be allowed to make Craig cum however possible. The catch there was that the fag had to get Craig off in under a minute or be declared the loser of the game and ultimately he and his team would be the losers of the entire fag competition.

Scotty sat next to Craig, feeling a little less certain of winning. His only chance would be to keep himself from cumming when Matty worked on his dick, allowing Darren enough time to win for them. Scotty still wasn’t confident in the new faggot’s abilities.

Craig had waited until all the boys’ dicks had gone down, so that it would be a level playing field. Once all the boys were soft, he ordered Darren to kneel in front of Brian at one end of the couch and Matty was positioned on his knees in front of Paul at the other end.

Scotty closed his eyes, worried that watching Matty suck off Paul would make him hard and give Matty more of an advantage. When Craig shouted “GO”, Scotty wasn’t expecting to feel a hand grab his dick, and he jumped in surprise. His eyes shot open and saw that Matty was sucking on Paul’s dick and stroking it with one hand, with his other hand playing with Scotty’s dick trying to get it hard.

“He’s cheating,” Scotty shouted, pushing Matty’s hand out of his crotch.

“No he’s not,” Craig stated calmly, “I never said the fags could only focus on one cock at a time, I just said they had to suck off the first cock before they could start to suck the next.”

Feeling tricked somehow, Scotty allowed Matty to go back to fondling his junk and sucking and stroking Paul’s hardening cock. He looked over to check on Darren’s progress, but his eyes stopped on Craig stroking his own 9” cock. Instantly he felt his dick hardening in Matty’s expert hand.

With the damage done, Scotty looked over at Darren and saw that the stupid fag had Brian barely hard while sucking on his cock and Steve was sitting next to him with his head back and his dick limp between his legs. “Use your hands faggot, work Steve with one hand while you suck Brian!” Scotty ordered Darren.

Craig shot him a look that made it clear they weren’t meant to coach the fags during the game. Scotty realized he was the only thing standing between Matty and a win, since it was clear Paul wasn’t going to last much longer by the look on his face and the moans escaping his lips. Despite his best attempts though, Scotty couldn’t keep from getting hard in Matty’s hand.

Just as he’d suspected, Paul was soon squirming on the couch next to him and announcing his impending orgasm. Scotty again glanced over at Darren and was happy to see that Brian looked like he was also getting close to cumming and that Steve’s dick was at least semi hard from the little fag’s clumsy strokes. He apparently wasn’t quite coordinated enough yet to manage servicing two dicks at the same time.

Scotty’s attention was quickly pulled back to Paul though, as Matty successfully pushed the boy over the edge and was being rewarded with a mouthful of fresh cum. Scotty was dismayed to feel his own dick throb in Matty’s hand, as he watched Paul thoroughly enjoy the blowjob that Scotty was next to experience.

Without missing a beat, Matty swallowed Paul’s load and shifted his attention and mouth to Scotty’s now rock hard dick. As Scotty felt the warm wet mouth engulf his prick, he laid his head back, closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on NOT cumming. This unfortunately took his mind back to the game at the drive-in with a similar goal. This in turn brought up the image of Randy under Chris, the loser eating the winner’s ass. And thinking about Chris reminded Scotty of how he’d been pissed on by the older boy and made to suck him off. This brought a fresh memory of the taste of Chris’ cum in his mouth.

It was only when Scotty heard Brian cumming from Darren’s blowjob that he remembered he was meant to be resisting all the sensations Matty’s mouth was causing. The problem was, Matty’s mouth felt amazing on Scotty’s dick and he could feel his cock throbbing and his balls churning with a load of cum dying to be released. He opened his eyes again to try to banish the images of Chris, and instead glanced down to Matty. The bitch looked hot staring back up at him with dick in his mouth, bobbing up and down on it, never breaking eye contact and even smiling around cock.

Within a moment though, Scotty found out why the bitch had been smiling. Matty had scooted up between Scotty’s legs and had them spread wide as he continued to work his mouth up and down Scotty’s shaft. This meant Scotty was unable to stop Matty when he rammed a single wet finger into Scotty’s asshole. Scotty was horrified when he felt his balls churn and the cum rushing up the length of his dick, due to Matty’s finger being buried in his hole.

It sounded as if Scotty was howling in pain when he shot his load into Matty’s mouth. As Matty pulled off his dick, Scotty could only hope that no one saw what Matty had done to get him to cum so quickly.

“Damn dude, you didn’t last long at all,” Paul observed, “Did you forget the objective was to NOT cum?”

Scotty ignored him and turned his attention to Craig and Matty, realizing there was little chance that Matty could fail at this point.

“Okay boy,” Craig said and spread his legs, “Make me cum. You’ve got a minute.”

Matty smiled up at his man, scrambled between his legs and sank his mouth down on Craig’s massive cock. Scotty watched as Matty took Craig’s entire rod down his throat and didn’t stop until his nose was buried in Craig’s bush. Then Matty reversed direction and pulled his mouth off the rigid pole rising from Craig’s lap.

Rather than deep throating Craig’s dick a second time though, Matty instead climbed on to Craig’s lap. He spit in one hand and reached back with the other to pull the thong strap to the side, exposing his smooth pussy. Matty lubed up his cunt with the spit and then pressed his mouth against Craig’s mouth, as he squatted down on Craig’s cock.

Despite having just cum and still pissed about how Matty got him there, Scotty found himself getting hard as he watched Matty slowly sink down on Craig’s thick cock. Once Craig had bottomed out in Matty’s pussy, the bitch began to slide his tight hole up and down the shaft stretching himself open. As Matty rode his man’s cock, Darren finally brought Steve to orgasm. Scotty saw the fag pull his face off of Steve’s dick and wipe cum from the corners of his mouth as he swallowed what Steve had deposited.

“Get on my balls, boy,” Craig ordered Darren, reaching out and directing him between his legs.

Everyone watched as Matty bounced on Craig’s lap, impaling himself over and over on the long fat cock. Although the scene playing out in front of his eyes seemed unreal, Darren thought about how all the others had likely seen this many times before and each had probably done the same to Matty. Seeing Matty give himself to Craig provided Darren the courage to bury his face between Craig’s legs, lapping at his balls and licking at the base of the cock as it fucked Matty’s pussy.

“Don’t you even think about taking your cunt off my cock,” Craig growled at his bitch, and gripped him by the waist, pulling Matty down into his lap as Craig thrust his hips up. And before the minute was up, Craig screamed out and started flooding Matty’s ass with a massive load of cum.

Randy was alone in the house. It had been a few hours since he’d sucked off the three cocks in the backyard and he was still struggling with what all this could mean. Once his two neighbors had finished with him and walked away, Randy had stayed there on his knees for nearly thirty minutes with cum dripping down his body.

Feeling like he was in a dream, Randy eventually climbed to his feet and wandered into the house. He came in through the garage and got as far as the kitchen, before he dropped down into a chair at the small table and stared out the window into the front yard. The blinds were open and he sat there in nothing but the thong Alejandro had made him wear. Pablo’s spunk was drying on his face and chest.

What was happening? Why was he thinking about Chris so much, and fantasizing about him? He’d known Chris for years and had never thought about having sex with him, so why now? Had Scotty and Mark unleashed something in him that had already been there?

Randy recalled the several times he and Chris had sex together with girls. Yes he had admired Chris’ body while they were naked. And now that he thought about it more, he’d always positioned himself in a way that he could watch Chris fucking. Randy always put the girl he was fucking face down and then would watch Chris intently. At the time, he had thought it was only natural and that he was just learning techniques from Chris, but now he had to wonder if it meant something more.

And the few guys he’d let suck him off in the military, had he wished to be in their place but been too afraid to admit it or act on it? How many guys had he secretly checked out in the dorms or showers without realizing he was doing it? He’d had more than a few dreams of being on his knees for some of the guys in his unit that he’d found hot, but they’d only been dreams and he hadn’t made anything of them. There had been one guy in his unit, Doug, who Randy had admired and looked up to. They became friends over the two years they’d served in the Army together, until Doug returned to civilian life.

Randy was trying to make sense of all the thoughts in his head, when he saw someone coming up the lawn toward the house. His vision cleared and he recognized Alejandro heading to the front door. There was a knock at the door and Randy’s first thought was to hide and pretend like he wasn’t home. But before he could think to duck under the kitchen table, Alejandro glanced toward the window and saw Randy sitting there.

“Let me in,” Alejandro almost demanded, staring hard at Randy with a smirk growing on his face. Randy couldn’t move. “Now,” Alejandro added firmly.

Without thinking about how he was dressed, or not dressed, Randy quickly went to the door and opened it. As soon as the door had been unlatched, Alejandro pushed it open and walked right in. He looked Randy up and down and laughed, “I take it no one’s home, considering you haven’t gotten dressed.”

“It’s just me,” Randy confirmed, unconsciously covering the bulge growing in the front of the thong.

Alejandro shut the door, grabbed Randy by the shoulder, pushed him up against the wall, and leaned into him, his face just inches away from Randy’s. The kid looked to be about 19 or 20, was a little shorter than Randy, with a nice toned body. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so his bare chest was pressed to Randy’s.

“You like wearing my sister’s thong?” Alejandro asked Randy, “Does it make you feel sexy?”

“No,” Randy lied, not able to meet his gaze.

“Then why haven’t you taken it off or put anything else on?” Alejandro questioned, running a hand down Randy’s back to grab his ass, pulling the thong strap deeper into Randy’s butt crack, “You look fucking hot in it.”

Alejandro let go of the thong and it snapped back into place. He then turned and walked over to the couch and sat down, facing Randy who hadn’t moved.

“Where’s your mom? When’s she gonna be home?” Alejandro asked.

“She’s out, but could be back any minute,” Randy answered, feeling self conscious with the way Alejandro was looking at him.

“Well, I know your sister won’t be home, but where’s your brother? He with those two boys my uncle saw you with?” Alejandro asked and smiled, seeming to enjoy the shocked look on Randy’s face at the mention of the boys who had humiliated him.

“You don’t understand,” Randy started to explain, stepping toward the couch to stand in front of Alejandro.

“Oh, I think I understand pretty well,” Alejandro said, “You enjoy sucking dick and being treated like a little bitch, so much that you let those two use you. But I’m here now, so you can serve a man and not have to settle on boys.”

“It’s not like that,” Randy responded, staring down at his sexy Latin neighbor sitting on the couch in just a pair of shorts. The guy’s darker features and handsome face were having an effect on Randy and he kept his hands in front of his crotch.

“You don’t need to lie to me,” Alejandro said, almost affectionately, “I can recognize a bitch when I meet one. I’ve always wondered about you since you moved back home. I got this bitch vibe from you. But don’t worry baby, I promise to be gentle with you.”

Randy’s eyes were drawn to Alejandro massaging the bulge in his crotch. He already knew what was underneath the fabric and he felt the urge to drop to his knees and start sucking on this guy’s cock.

“Why don’t you let me get a good look at my sexy bitch in her slutty thong,” Alejandro said, both of them knowing it was more than just a suggestion.

He hadn’t cum since yesterday and Randy could feel the heat building up in him. He was barely registering anything that Alejandro was saying, instead trying to make sense of all the feelings coursing through his body and the thoughts racing around in his head. Randy wasn’t sure what it would mean if he gave in to Alejandro, but he didn’t allow himself to think about it too much, instead he just did as he was told and turned his back to his neighbor sitting on the couch.

Randy bent over and pushed his ass out toward Alejandro, who whistled approvingly. He snapped his fingers, “Closer”, and Randy obeyed, taking a few steps back.

“God damn,” Alejandro caressed Randy’s big round ass cheeks and ran a finger up and down his crack, chuckling each time Randy would moan softly when the knuckle passed over his asshole.

“I’ll have to make sure to get you more thongs and some gstrings, you look too hot to wear anything else, baby,” Alex said, “But I’ll want to shave that pussy soon, I prefer sliding my dick into a smooth hole.”

Hearing Alejandro talk about what he wanted to do, Randy realized he wanted all that and more. Somehow it felt safer to admit these things to himself, when it didn’t have anything to do with his best friend. With the craving building in him, he turned back toward Alejandro and started to sink to his knees.

“As much as I’d enjoy a repeat of you eating my ass and getting a chance to kick back for a blow job,” Alejandro said as he stood up and pulled Randy back to his feet, gripping his ass roughly, “I came over to get a piece of this.”

“But my Mom,” Randy reminded him.

“Well then, you’ll just need to keep a watch for her while I fuck that sweet pussy of yours,” Alejandro explained and grabbed Randy by the arm and pulled him into the kitchen. Randy was then pushed face down over the kitchen table, with Alejandro getting between his legs and spreading them.

A voice in Randy’s head told him he should stop what was about to happen, he could easily push the guy off of him. But there was this feeling washing over him that was too strong, excitement. And horniness. He couldn’t deny that his dick was rock hard because of how Alejandro was treating him and he knew it was about to get more intense.

“That’s a good girl,” Alejandro noticed Randy’s body relax and knew he wouldn’t resist. He unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the floor. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so his 8” uncut cock sprang out. Alejandro slathered spit all over his dick, stroking it in the process, before he slid the thong strap to the side and exposed Randy’s hairy pussy, “Yeah, we’ll need to make that smooth before I fuck it next time.”

Everything going on was putting Randy deeper in heat. Alejandro spitting, Randy knowing that would be the only lube he’d use when he fucked him. The feel of the thong restricting his own raging hard on, keeping it covered and out of the way. Just being made to wear the thong, looking and feeling more like a slut, strengthened his desire to submit to this man.

Randy was grinding his dick against the edge of the table, when his head was yanked up by the hair, “Don’t forget to keep an eye out for your mom, bitch,” Alejandro said, using the fistful of hair to force him to look out the window with the blinds completely open. Randy realized they were on full display to anyone who might be walking by.

Just as the risk of being seen registered with Randy, he felt Alejandro ram his hard dick into his ass. He screamed and struggled on the table, but Alejandro had him pinned and he wasn’t going anywhere. Despite the pain, Randy was incredibly turned on by the idea that this man had just taken him. Alejandro pulled his dick out a few inches, spit at Randy’s hole, and then slid back in, going deeper. And with each stroke, the cock inched further and further into Randy’s tight ass, until Randy felt Alejandro’s hips pressed against him.

“There you go baby,” Alejandro said, “Now you have all of me.”

Not believing the words coming out of his lips, Randy said, “Fuck me, please.”

“Beg harder,” Alejandro taunted, “Beg me to make you my bitch and breed your tight pussy. Mark you as mine.”

“Yes please,” Randy panted, feeling Alejandro’s cock pulsing in his ass, “Please fuck me. Show me I’m your bitch. Dump your load in me.”

“Fuck yeah, that’s right, you’re gonna be my whore, baby,” Alejandro told Randy, as he started to slowly pump his dick in and out of Randy’s cunt, holding him by the hair with one hand and the other gently slapping his ass.

Randy moaned with each thrust, his body slammed against the edge of the table. The speed of the strokes increased, as did Alejandro’s panting. Randy waited in anticipation, for the moment he’d feel his ass filling up with this hot stud’s cum. Eager to get it, Randy began pushing his ass back on to Alejandro’s cock.

“Oh that’s it baby,” Alejandro cooed to Randy, “Show me how bad you want my cum coating your pussy, fuck yourself on my big dick.”

The need for Alejandro’s cum was overwhelming and Randy moved his pussy on the cock while Alejandro stood there letting his bitch work for his load. Watching this otherwise masculine guy behave like a bitch in heat was too hot for Alejandro to take much more. Just as he felt his cock give that familiar throb, he pulled back even harder on Randy’s hair. The bitch arched his back and thrust his ass up, fucking himself fully on Alejandro’s dick just as his balls began to empty into his new bitch.

As he blasted cum deep into Randy’s ass, Alejandro dropped down onto Randy and lay there, kissing the back of Randy’s neck like a lover would.

“That was amazing, baby,” Alejandro spoke softly into his ear, “Better than I imagined it would be. I was expecting you to put up some kind of a fight. I guess I was right about you from the start, huh, Randy?”

Before Randy could question how he knew his name, Alejandro slowly pulled his cock out of his pussy and moved the thong strap back into place.

“Keep my sperm inside you the rest of the day,” Alejandro ordered, rubbing Randy’s sore hole, sliding under the strap and slipping a finger into Randy, “Mmmm, I fucking love a nice wet pussy.”

Alejandro pulled Randy off the table and pushed him to his knees, first sticking a cummy finger into Randy’s mouth, before replacing it with the cock that had just bred Randy’s ass. He thrust it in and out of Randy’s mouth a few times to clean it off.

“Perfect timing,” Alejandro said, reaching down to pull up his shorts, “Your mom just pulled into the driveway. I’ll see you later, babe.”

As Alejandro headed out through the door to the garage, Randy was left kneeling on the kitchen floor, clenching his ass to keep the cum from leaking out onto the thong.

At that moment, Darren didn’t care that he was about to lose the game. As he knelt between Craig’s legs, licking at the older boy’s balls, he had a close up view of Matty’s ass taking Craig’s cock. Considering Darren had been fucked for the first time just this past weekend by Chris, he couldn’t imagine how Matty was able to open his ass up to such a big dick. Craig had an even bigger dick than Chris and yet based on how they were both moaning, Matty seemed to love having his man fuck him.

Darren was lost in the sights, sounds, smells and tastes bombarding his senses. When he’d been blindfolded with Craig’s jockstrap earlier, the scent of Craig’s crotch had seemed like true masculinity. But this moment was about Craig being the man and Matty and Darren being fags for him, he was overwhelmed with all the stimulation surrounding him. He buried his face deeper into Craig’s crotch, lapping furiously at his big balls and putting his mouth to the base of Craig’s cock, extending his tongue to lick at Matty’s stretched hole.

With Craig’s thighs pressed against Darren’s head covering his ears, the voices above him were muffled and he couldn’t understand what was being said. Darren turned his head and wiggled his body to get a better angle, just as Matty’s ass came crashing down on his face and he heard the muffled screams of both Craig and Matty. Darren’s mouth and tongue were pressed tight against Craig’s shaft and Matty’s hole at the same moment that Craig’s balls emptied an apparently huge load of cum into Matty’s ass. There was so much cum that it leaked out around the cock, and Darren was surprised when he tasted the excess on his tongue. Matty collapsed against Craig and both boys lay there panting while Darren licked up the cum slowly escaping Matty’s hole.

“That was one hot fuck, bro,” Darren heard Steve say, “No doubt who the winner is.”

“No way,” Scotty jumped in, “Matty was meant to suck Craig off, not take a load up his ass! That means he loses!”

“I never said that the winning fag had to suck me off to get me to cum, they only had to suck all of you off,” Craig corrected, turning his head toward Scotty while holding Matty close to his body, “Now stop bitching, I hate a fucking bad loser.”

“Admit it, Scotty,” Paul said, trying to prevent further argument, “Matty won. Don’t make this worse for us than it already is.”

“That’s good advice, Scotty. I’d suggest listening to your teammate,” Craig said, as he slapped Matty on the ass, signaling him to climb off his dick.

Once Darren felt Craig and Matty shifting positions, he crawled out from under them and knelt eagerly at Craig’s feet. As soon as Craig’s cock pulled out of Matty’s ass, Darren leaned over and took it in his mouth to clean it off. For some reason, he felt a strong desire to know the taste of Matty’s ass on Craig’s dick. He wasn’t disappointed either. He sucked gently on Craig’s cock, enjoying having it in his mouth for more than the brief moment during the last game. Now he was getting to experience the feel of the big dick and the lingering taste of cum and Matty’s ass, and he didn’t feel embarrassed to be seen sucking this incredible man’s cock.

“A natural fag if I ever saw one,” Steve commented about Darren, “Didn’t even have to be told to suck your cock clean, brother. I hope Matty isn’t jealous that he’s doing his job for him.”

“Nah, Darren deserves the treat,” Matty said good-naturedly and stroked the back of the young boy’s head.

“Okay boy, that’s enough,” Craig said and gently pushed Darren off his dick, “Go lay down, on your back. It’s time for Matty to get to claim his prize for being best faggot.”

Darren crawled over to the middle of the room and lay down on his back. All the boys were laughing and smiling and even congratulating Matty on winning, everyone except Scotty. Darren’s cousin had gotten up off the couch and was standing by himself, staring down at the floor, his arms crossed over his chest. He was obviously upset about losing and when his gaze lifted and connected with Darren, the boy knew that Scotty was blaming him entirely.

“Okay Matty,” Craig said, standing and leading his bitch over to Darren, “You get to do whatever you want with your prize, but first I want you to do something for me.”

“Yes Sir, anything you want,” Matty responded.

“Take off your thong and then get down and sit on Darren’s face,” Craig commanded. Matty quickly complied and Darren had the perfect view as Matty peeled off the thong, exposing the deep tanline from it. He then straddled Darren’s small chest, his beautiful ass in Darren’s face.

Craig crouched down next to the two fags and placed one hand on Matty’s shoulder and the other on Darren’s chest, “Open your mouth and get ready for a special treat.”

“Yes Sir,” Darren replied and opened his mouth, just as he felt Craig begin to casually play with one of his nipples, causing him to moan.

“Alright Matty, you know what to do, feed our new boy my seed,” Craig ordered.

Matty lowered his ass over Darren’s open mouth, just as Craig’s words registered with Darren. ‘Our new boy’ repeated in his head, as he felt Matty’s asshole come in contact with his lips. “Tongue my hole, boy,” Matty said, sounding just as demanding as Craig.

Darren obediently pressed his tongue against Matty’s hole, and immediately he felt it open. Darren’s body trembled as cum poured out of Matty’s pussy, flowing across his tongue and filling his mouth. Craig continued to massage Matty’s shoulder and gently tweak Darren’s nipples.

“Good boys,” Craig whispered to both of them, “I’m going to enjoy watching you two playing together.”

The seed stopped flowing from Matty’s ass and after Darren gave the hole a few more licks to clean up the last of the cum, Matty changed positions and leaned down to kiss Darren’s cum filled mouth. Darren lay there, letting Matty control things. The older boy slid his tongue into Darren’s mouth and fed on the cum there, before sucking Darren’s tongue into his mouth. The two continued like this until all of Craig’s cum had been swallowed.

As the two fags continued making out, Craig walked back over to the couch and dropped down at one end of it. “Steve, Brian, come sit down with me. Time to claim the first part of our prize from the two losers.”

The two quickly took a seat, with Steve in the middle next to his brother. Now all three sat on the couch, naked, looking between the two fags making out on the floor and the two losing team members standing off to the side.

“Alright guys,” Craig said, looking directly at Paul and Scotty, “I’m sure you’re eager to get this part over with, so why don’t you get down on your knees in front of us.”

Craig noticed that Paul seemed far less reluctant than Scotty, which was no surprise. Paul had always been the weakest out of their group, not just because he was the smallest, but also because of the way he followed the lead of Steve and Brian. Scotty in contrast, was too cocky for his own good and Craig often felt like the kid needed someone to bring him down a few. Now was as good a time as any.

Paul was already kneeling at their feet, but Scotty hadn’t moved. “We won’t get started until both of you are over here,” Craig stated.

“Come on Scotty,” Paul almost pleaded with his teammate. Scotty, still sulking, moved from his spot and dropped to his knees next to Paul, not making eye contact with any of the boys on the couch.

“Much better,” Craig said, “Paul, let’s have you go first and show Scotty what a good sport you are.”

Paul scooted forward and Brian leaned back against the couch, lifting his legs and bringing his knees to his chest to give Paul access to his ass.

“This is bullshit,” Scotty mumbled under his breath.

“Excuse me,” Craig said looking directly at Scotty, “Do you want me to add to your punishment for being disrespectful?”

Scotty finally looked up and Craig could see the barely contained anger, “Who fucking put you in charge? These were my games to begin with.”

The tone in the little brat’s voice was what did it for Craig. So fast it was almost a blur, Craig reached out and grabbed Scotty by the arm and pulled him up and over his lap, ass up in the air. “Hold his legs,” Craig ordered Steve, who was quick to do as he was told, never seeing his brother like this before and not wanting to be at the receiving end of whatever was about to happen.

Without further ceremony, Craig began slapping Scotty’s ass hard, wrapping his free arm around the boy’s chest, easily pinning Scotty’s arms and holding him in place as Craig continued spanking him.

Both Darren and Matty stopped making out when they heard the argument behind them and were now watching Scotty getting his ass beat by the true alpha male in the room. Steve’s jaw hung open as he sat next to his brother, holding Scotty’s legs as they thrashed around, trying to break free and get off Craig’s lap. Staring over at Craig and Scotty, Brian was frozen in place still holding his own legs up.

As amazing a sight as it was to see Craig spanking Scotty like a little kid, Paul couldn’t stop looking at his best friend’s hairy ass on full display. Paul had a rare opportunity to take in Brian’s body, while everyone’s attention was focused elsewhere. Before he knew what he was doing, Paul leaned forward and put his face to Brian’s balls and asshole, and took in a deep breath. The musky scent destroyed his will power. As if someone else was in control of his actions, Paul pressed his lips directly to Brian’s asshole and kissed it once, before his tongue poked out and licked at the slightly sweaty, hairy hole.

Brian looked down between his legs, shocked to see his best friend kissing his ass. Paul looked up and started to pull away when he saw Brian watching. Paul flushed with embarrassment at what he had just done. But as soon as their eyes connected, something sparked in Brian and he grabbed the back of Paul’s head in one hand and pulled him back into his crotch, this time mashing Paul’s nose and mouth against his balls.

Staring directly into Paul’s wide open eyes, Brian mouthed the word “Lick” and immediately Paul’s tongue darted out and started to lap feverishly at the big balls in his face. Brian smiled as he watched his friend take first one ball and then the other into his mouth. Recognizing this needed to be quick, Brian used his hand to guide Paul’s head further down so that he could once again lick and kiss his asshole. After a few licks and hard kisses, Brian dropped his legs and gently pushed Paul away, giving his friend a reassuring smile.

Looking around, Brian was pretty sure that no one had witnessed that quick exchange, and so he turned his attention back to the other boys. He stood up and stepped in front of Craig, who was still spanking Scotty. Brian reached out and grabbed Craig’s wrist mid swing, just as he was about to deliver another slap to Scotty’s bright red ass.

“Dude, I think he learned his lesson,” Brian said calmly to his friend.

Craig looked up at Brian, almost as if he was in a daze. He then glanced between Brian and Scotty struggling across his lap, and loosened his grip on the boy and let him tumble off onto the floor where he just laid for a moment.

“Yeah, I think that’s enough punishment for now,” Craig said, shaking his head, trying to return to his senses. He could feel the anger draining away and he was suddenly exhausted as the rush of adrenaline began to fade.

“Let’s go to the pool. We can all come back here later, since our folks are gone for the week. You can even sleep over,” Steve suggested. Everyone seemed to quickly mutter their agreement, happy to dispel the tension in the room.

Without a word, Scotty got up, gathered his clothes, and rushed out the front door. Steve grabbed his basketball shorts and started to pull them on as he hopped toward the front door, intending to go after Scotty.

“Give him a moment,” Craig said, “He’s probably embarrassed that he had to be spanked like a child, but he fucking deserved it. Someone has to teach that kid some respect.”

Steve couldn’t have been more proud to have Craig as a brother. Yeah, Scotty was his friend, but Craig was right, he could be a little shit and it was about time someone put him in his place. And who better to do that than the alpha male of the group. “Alright, I’m sure he’ll be over it in a couple hours.”

Craig stood up, “Let’s get ready for the pool. I could use a swim right about now. Darren, you can come with us, you probably shouldn’t be around your cousin until he’s had a chance to cool down.”

Even after Alejandro had left, it still took Randy a moment to realize he needed to move. He didn’t want to have to explain to his mom why he was in the kitchen in nothing but a thong, with a fresh cumload dripping out of his ass.

He ran to his bedroom and closed the door. Once his mom entered the house, she called his name and stood outside his bedroom door to see if he was home. He said he was getting dressed, which he did, not bothering to change out of the thong. He was still in heat and it felt kind of dirty to wear it.

He left the house giving his mom the excuse that he was going to look for a job, which is what he should be doing. But instead, he just drove around, grabbed some lunch and tried to kill time until later when he was supposed to meet up with Chris at his place to hang out with a few of his college buddies.

Randy needed some time to be alone and think. He thought about his younger brother and how wrong it felt to have had sex with him. And how it felt wrong to have Chris talking about training Darren to be a faggot, not because Darren wasn’t a faggot but because Chris and Randy were adults and Darren, Mark and Scotty were just kids. Was it also that Randy was a little jealous that Darren was getting to serve Chris and he wasn’t?

He tried to think back to the first guy he might have been attracted to, wanting to know when he should have realized he was gay. Was he gay? Although he still wasn’t comfortable with being a fag, he couldn’t deny that he’d been totally turned on when Alejandro had fucked him. It had felt different than with Scotty and Mark. Alejandro hadn’t trirf to intentionally humiliate Randy but still made it clear who was in charge. Randy had never felt anything so erotic or intense with a girl. He found himself fantasizing about what it would be like to have Chris fuck him just like Alejandro had.

When he finally pulled up to Chris’ apartment, he wondered what his best friend would say if Randy asked to lick his ass again or got down on his knees and begged to suck his cock. He had to put these thoughts out of his head, or else they would drive him crazy and possibly lead him to say or do something he’d later regret.

As he got closer to the apartment door, he could hear more than a few people inside. Although he’d been friends with Chris for years and they’d been hanging out pretty regularly since Randy had gotten out of the military a year ago, he’d only met a couple of Chris’ college friends. When Randy walked into the apartment, there were maybe ten people total. All guys, all around Randy’s age. Chris saw him come in and walked over to his buddy.

“How’s it going dude?” Chris put his arm around his shoulders affectionately and led him to the kitchen to grab a beer. On the way, Chris introduced him to a few of the guys they passed. One guy Chris knew from the swim team, another from a volleyball league he was on, a third from one of the classes he had taken last year. All the guys seemed pretty cool and were happy to meet a friend of Chris’ from so far back. From what Randy could tell, all three idolized Chris.

They grabbed a beer from the kitchen and headed to the patio, where two guys were smoking pot with their backs to the door. Chris opened the sliding glass door and the two turned around to see who was joining them. Randy recognized them both immediately.

“Hey Randy, should have known I’d see you here,” Tyson greeted him with a solid swat on the back. Tyson was black, about six feet tall, same as Randy, but probably weighed 20 pounds more. He was also the 22 year old guy that Randy’s sister was dating and about to move in with. They’d only hung out a few times.

“Hey Tyson,” Randy responded, feeling his world closing in around him as he looked over at his neighbor Alejandro, who’d been out smoking a bowl with Tyson.

Chris walked over to Alejandro and put his arm around his waist, “Randy, this is Alex.”

“We know each other,” said Alejandro, or Alex as he apparently preferred to be called.

“He’s my neighbor,” Randy added.

“No fucking way,” Chris responded, sounding honestly surprised. At first, Randy wondered if this wasn’t all some trap they were setting to catch him in his new life of lies.

“We’re more than neighbors,” Alex said, making a face as if he was hurt. Randy hung on his next words, wondering what he might say. “I’ve known Randy’s sister all through high school. I was the one who introduced her to my good buddy, Tyson.”

Randy sighed with relief to not have Alex expose him. This also explained how Alex had known his name. It made Randy uncomfortable that Alex knew so much about him already and he knew nothing about Alex.

“Small world,” Chris said as he grabbed the bowl from Alex to take a hit, “Crazy that I meet you at school and you’re neighbors with my best bud.”

“Speaking of bud,” Tyson said jokingly, “I think that bowl’s dust, you have anymore?”

“Yeah, let me go get it,” Chris said and headed inside.

“Anyone need a beer,” Tyson asked Randy and Alex.

“I’ll take one,” Alex replied, “Randy looks like he’s got a full bottle.”

Tyson said he’d be back in a minute and left Randy and Alex alone on the patio. Alex stepped over to Randy and pushed him away from the sliding glass door until Randy had his back against the fence. “I wondered if you’d be here tonight,” he said, as he casually rubbed Randy’s ass through his jeans, “Tyson told me before that you and Chris were best friends.”

“I can’t believe you know my friend Chris,” Randy responded, feeling incredibly uncomfortable, moving away from Alex and his grabbing hands.

“He’s my friend too,” Alex reminded him, “And you don’t have to be so nervous, I haven’t said anything about what we did today. But I was pretty excited when my Uncle told me about the bitch next door, since I knew it was you.”

“Please don’t say anything, Chris would hate me if he knew,” Randy said, admitting his fear out loud.

“I can guarantee he wouldn’t hate you,” Alex assured him and moved closer to Randy again, this time cornering him against the fence and the building, “You actually might be surprised what he would do if he knew what a good bitch you are. I’m pretty sure he has an idea, though.”

“And Tyson, you can’t say anything to him, my sister can’t find out,” Randy almost begged, feeling his dick start to stir at having Alex so close to him.

“Babe, don’t worry, I won’t say anything,” Alex said and grabbed Randy’s hand and put it on the front of his pants, “Feel what you do to me.”

Alex’s dick was rock hard. He held Randy’s wrist and ran his hand up and down the length of his cock as it pointed to the side, making an obvious bulge.

“I wish you could suck it right here,” Alex whispered into Randy’s ear, “Let everyone see what a hot little bitch I have.”

“Please,” Randy found himself panting.

“Yeah, you want more of my dick, don’t you baby,” Alex offered, misunderstanding Randy’s plea for him to stop tormenting him. He removed his hand from Randy’s wrist, and smiled when Randy didn’t take his hand off Alex’s cock. Randy trembled as Alex slipped his hand down the back of Randy’s jeans and toyed with the thong strap.

“Fuck yeah, such a good slut still wearing the thong I gave you,” Alex growled at Randy, before rubbing a finger on the outside of Randy’s hole. They both could feel how wet he was and Randy jumped when Alex’s finger slipped into his ass, “You still have my load up there?”

Randy nodded, glancing anxiously at the sliding glass door, just waiting for the moment Chris or Tyson came out and saw the two of them like this.

“Good girl, keep my seed in that pussy all night,” Alex reminded him, and fingered his hole a little longer before pulling his hand out of Randy’s pants. He offered Randy the finger that had just been in his ass. Again Alex smiled at Randy as he willingly took the finger in his mouth and sucked it clean, “Such a good bitch. How has Chris not already claimed your ass?”

Just as he said that, Chris came out with a freshly packed bowl with Tyson following carrying a few more beers. He was confused by Alex’s last comment about Chris, but he couldn’t ask him about it now. Randy was worried that Chris would figure something out from the guilty look on Randy’s face.

The four sat at the patio table, drinking beer and passing the pot pipe around. The more Randy smoked, the more relaxed he became. The more relaxed he became, the less he worried about Chris learning his secret.

“So how’d your sister’s move go last night,” Chris asked Randy.

Tyson quickly responded, “She’s not moving until next weekend.”

“Oh, I thought you said you had to go home early last night to help her move,” Chris said to Randy.

“I, uh, guess I, uh,” Randy mumbled as he thought of something to say now that he’d been caught in a lie. A lie he’d told only so he could get away from Chris and the torture it was to be around him lately, “I got the nights mixed up.”

That seemed to satisfy Chris and the conversation continued on to other topics. Eventually, Chris brought up their upcoming camping trip.

“I love camping,” Alex said, “Who’s all going?”

“We’re taking our little brothers, and Randy’s little cousin,” Chris explained, “Thought it would be nice to get out of the city and be outdoors before the summer’s over and school starts back up. Seemed like a good idea considering the boys got along great over the weekend. We took them to the drive in and then hung out at Randy’s Saturday night.”

Randy’s heart sank when he saw the realization dawn on Alex’s face, figuring out these must have been the boys that his Uncle had seen Randy with the other night.

“Sounds fun,” Alex said, glancing at Randy and giving him a quick wink, “If I wasn’t working this weekend, I’d ask to join you.”

“Maybe we could all go another time, just us guys,” Chris offered and both Tyson and Alex said they should plan it.

The party continued and Alex hung around Randy much of the night, touching him casually, running his hand just above his ass and slipping his hand down the back of his pants to play with the thong strap, pulling it up high enough to expose it outside of Randy’s jeans and dig it into his leaking pussy. Alex only did that when no one was around or watching, but it still made Randy uneasy. As the night went on though, Randy found himself becoming more receptive to Alex’s attention.

At one point in the evening, Chris took Randy aside and said he wanted to talk privately, leading him to his bedroom and closing the door behind them. “Is everything okay,” Chris asked.

“Yeah, why?” Randy responded, sitting down on the bed, feeling a little unsteady on his feet.

Chris stood in front of him and looked down at his buddy, “Because you’ve been acting a little strange all night. And yesterday, it seems like you made up the excuse about helping your sister move just so you could leave.”

“Nah dude, I love you man,” Randy mumbled, leaning forward to give his friend a hug. Instead of giving Chris a hug though, Randy unintentionally pressed his face into his crotch and wrapped his arms around his ass. Chris didn’t move and Randy held him even tighter.

Despite the noise from the party, the silence in the room was thick. Randy was quietly taking in deep breaths, trying to smell Chris without him knowing. Not realizing he was doing it, he was slowly rubbing his face against the bulge in Chris’ pants. Randy swore he could feel Chris’ dick getting hard.

As if to confirm this, Chris pressed his hips forward slightly and Randy for sure felt the hardening cock against his face. Randy’s lips parted and he turned his head just enough to put his open mouth to the head of the cock outlined in Chris’ jeans. It felt like they stayed in this position for hours and Randy was afraid to do anything that would bring it to an end. But at the touch of Chris’ hand on the back of his neck, Randy’s trance was broken and he pulled back and looked up at his friend, scared at what he must be thinking.

“Let’s get back out there,” Chris said, turning as if nothing had happened, “There’s more beer to drink and pot to smoke. You don’t have to worry about driving home, you’re staying the night here.”

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