Becoming a faggot

My Big Brother Randy

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Main Characters:

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

The Camping Trip (Day one)

 As Randy knelt at the urinal and lapped from a piss stream, he thought about how just a moment ago he’d pulled into the rest stop with Chris and Mark. The three had left that morning to get the weekend of camping started. Before they left, Randy had called Scotty’s house to say they were on their way to pick him and Darren up. That’s when he was informed that a group of Scotty’s friends would be coming along. Rather than asking Randy if it was okay that they join, Scotty just told him to meet up with them at a rest stop off the highway.

At first, Randy had been relieved that the new group of boys were joining, since their presence hopefully meant Chris wouldn’t spend the weekend training Darren as a faggot and forcing Randy to participate. Then he became nervous thinking about Scotty and Mark exposing him to even more teenage boys. When Randy told Chris about the change of plans, he seemed to not mind at all.

On the drive to the rest stop, Randy nearly jumped out of the car when Chris asked him about the hickey on his neck. Mark laughed from the backseat of the VW Bus and immediately Randy’s head was flooded with images of the day before. How Pablo had given him the hickey while Randy was bounced on the 20 something’s cock until he was filled with cum like a cheap whore. This was only after he’d been spit roasted by both Pablo and Mark and had Mark spray his teen cum all over Randy’s face. More humiliating was having Pablo finish off by stuffing a tampon in Randy’s wet hole and sending Randy home wearing the same slutty outfit he’d paraded through the mall in. Only made worse by the fresh load of cum dripping from his face and the tampon soaking up the fifth load to be deposited in Randy’s cunt that day.

Randy had quickly lied about the hickey, coming up with a story about some girl he met out last night at the bar and how wild she was. Chris was pressing for details, but Randy said he was drunk and didn’t remember much and quickly changed the subject, hoping that his best friend didn’t notice the deep shade of red his entire body must be or the aching hard on in his pants. Randy was briefly relieved when they arrived at the rest stop, until he saw the group of boys hanging out by a SUV. Although Randy knew they were all teenagers, three of the boys looked to be nearly as tall as Randy and Chris. Scotty greeted Chris respectfully, barely acknowledged Randy, and slapped his arm across Mark’s broad shoulders. Darren came over to Randy and gave his big brother a hug tight around the waist and didn’t seem to want to let go.

Scotty introduced Mark and Chris as brothers and his friends, rather than introducing Chris as Randy’s friend. He glanced over briefly at Randy, as he told the group of boys that this was his cousin and Darren’s brother. Randy couldn’t help but notice some of the knowing looks as it was learned who he was.

Randy learned that two of the boys, Craig and Steve, were brothers and looked like it with the same brown hair and deep brown eyes. Steve was obviously several years younger, but seemed to be growing up to be just as big as his brother. Randy couldn’t help but stare at the two of them as they were both exceptionally handsome, especially Craig who was more muscled than either Randy or Chris. Whereas Chris had a trimmer body from swimming, Craig looked like he was probably on the high school football team.

Brian and Paul were best friends and although about the same age, they couldn’t have been more different. Brian was tall and built like Craig, dirty blonde hair and light brown eyes, while Paul was almost a half a foot shorter with a gymnast build, reddish brown hair and bright green eyes. Seeing how Paul looked at Brian, Randy wondered if the smaller boy didn’t idolize his friend.

Matty was the last boy to be introduced, just as tall as Craig and Brian, but very thin, slightly feminine looking with his smooth face, long brown hair and pretty blue eyes. He stood close to Craig, closer than you’d expect from a friend, and he seemed to watch the bigger boy intently.

Mark announced he had to piss and headed off to the bathrooms, followed by Steve. Randy decided he should take a piss too before they got back on the road and told Darren to wait there for him. Randy entered the bathroom and saw Mark and Steve standing next to each other at the urinal trough. Randy thought about going to piss in the toilet cubicle, but worried that Mark would call him out on it somehow. So he instead stepped up to the urinal, on Steve’s left, closest to the wall and furthest from the door. He pulled out his dick and concentrated on taking a leak. Randy made the mistake of looking down at Steve’s nice sized dick once he heard the stream of piss spraying into the trough.

“Thirsty?” Randy heard the boy say, as he quickly looked forward and remained silent.

“Yeah, he loves piss,” Mark said with a chuckle, “although he’s worn more than he’s drank.”

Randy was mortified and only hoped that Steve would think it was a joke and laugh it off. Unfortunately, Steve responded, “Don’t worry, bitch, Scotty told me all about you. Your secret’s safe with me.”

“Yeah, we won’t tell my brother,” Mark said, his dick sticking out of his pants as he stepped up behind Randy, “As long as you do what we tell you.”

Randy turned his head back to Mark and was terrified by the look in the boy’s eyes. Mark pressed Randy down by the shoulders, forcing him to kneel without a fight. He worried about getting caught by Chris, on his knees at the feet of Chris’ little brother and his new co-conspirator, but luckily they were as far from the door as possible and Steve and Mark blocked him from view. Mark bent down and got Randy in a headlock and turned his body to face Steve, who had also turned with his dick out and close enough to Randy’s face that he could see a drop of piss on the head.

“Open up,” Randy heard Steve say, just as he watched the piss slit flare open and a spurt of piss hit him right in the face. Not wanting to get piss all over his clothes, Randy had no choice but to open his mouth and let Steve aim his piss stream between Randy’s lips and splash it on his tongue.

“So you’re Scotty’s best friend,” Mark asked Steve, having a normal conversation with the boy, as if there wasn’t a faggot kneeling at their feet drinking piss down from one of their cocks.

“Yeah, we’ve lived in the same apartment complex for years,” Steve replied to Mark and then directed his attention to Randy briefly, “You better start swallowing faggot if you don’t want my piss to spill out of your mouth once it’s filled up.”

“Yeah bitch,” Mark said with a smack to the side of Randy’s head, “Flush that mouth.”

Randy did as he was told and gulped down Steve’s piss, making the mistake of closing his mouth to swallow and getting another face full of piss before he quickly opened his mouth again. He was at least thankful that Steve’s piss didn’t really taste like much and he started to swallow continually as Steve aimed his stream to the back of Randy’s throat.

“Don’t worry fag, you’ll get to taste my dick soon enough,” Steve said, finishing up and shaking out the last of his piss into Randy’s face, before stuffing his dick back in his jeans.

Randy swallowed the last of the piss, just as Mark released him from the headlock. He started to stand, but Mark pushed him back down and turned him to face the urinal trough, “Hold up faggot, my turn.”

Steve lifted up his foot and placed it between Randy’s shoulder blades and pushed him forward and over the urinal until his head was hanging in the trough. Held there by Steve, Randy felt Mark’s hot piss hit the back of his neck. Randy didn’t resist as Mark soaked his hair with piss so that it ran down the sides of Randy’s face and dripped from his chin and nose. Mark’s piss was much stronger than Steve’s and all Randy could think about was Chris smelling it on him later.

“He’s well trained,” Steve acknowledged, almost as if he was congratulating Mark.

“Yeah, I broke the fag pretty quick,” Mark said, as he too finished up with his piss and put his dick away. Mark bent down to speak to Randy, who turned his head to face him, “As much as I’m sure you love getting to wear my piss, you may want to think about cleaning up so my brother doesn’t catch on to what a faggot you are.”

The area they were camping at was someplace Chris had been once before. They’d used a fire trail to get to the secluded spot in the woods by a river and it seemed pretty sure that no one would be bothering them all weekend. Chris had decided to set up the main camp in a clearing right by the river and they went about setting up the tents. Scotty was sharing a tent with Steve and said they should go find a spot down river away from the main camp. Brian and Paul thought that sounded like a good idea too, so the four boys took their stuff and headed off.

Once they’d found a spot and finished with their tent, Scotty and Steve had come back to the main camp. Scotty hadn’t expected Chris to team him up with the camp bitches to make the fucking meal, yet here he was shucking ears of corn while Darren helped Matty get other things ready for dinner. Scotty was fuming at Chris for acting like he was running the fucking show and telling Scotty what to do. Scotty felt further betrayed when Steve went off with Mark and Randy to gather wood for a fire.

Scotty ripped off the corn husks while he watched Chris and Craig build a fire pit by the river and drag over a fallen tree to use for seats. The two had taken off their shirts and Scotty saw Matty and Darren both staring at the two sweaty men as their muscles bulged strained from their work.

“Such a fucking queer,” Scotty muttered under his breath, but loud enough for Matty to hear.

“I remember that you came pretty quickly when I shoved my finger up your ass the other day,” Matty quickly responded, smiling as he looked to Scotty, “So I think we are more alike than you want to admit.”

Darren laughed at that and Scotty just turned his back to them both, not wanting them to see his face turn red with anger and embarrassment. Scotty shut his eyes for a minute, feeling the rage boiling up, knowing that he had to control himself in front of Chris and Craig, at least for now. Once he’d calmed down a bit, he opened his eyes, picked up another ear of corn, and imagined it was Matty’s head as he tore the husks away.

When he’d imagined all his friends coming along camping, he thought it would be the perfect chance to gang up on Chris and make him pay for how he’d disrespected Scotty. He pictured Chris pinned down by the group while Scotty stood over him and pissed in his face, to show him how it felt. Then he and all the boys would take turns on Chris and do far worse things than make him suck cock and swallow cum. Scotty would have thoroughly enjoyed the pained look on Chris’ cock face when he learned that Scotty owned Darren and Randy both.

And yet, allegiances were being formed. Craig had paired up with Chris almost immediately. Scotty shouldn’t have been surprised by Craig’s instant infatuation with Chris, considering how they both thought they were such hot shit. What was surprising, and slightly upsetting, was to see Steve and Mark hit it off. Steve’s lack of loyalty to him was what hurt most of all.

The drive to the rest stop had been awkward for Scotty, no one really talking to him, so he’d been happy to switch cars and drive the rest of the way with Mark. He figured that Mark would be impressed when he heard about all that he’d done to Darren. Scotty was also curious to know what new humiliations Randy had been subjected to, but Mark didn’t want to talk about any of that with Chris just up front. So Scotty sat in silence the rest of the drive.

Scotty continued to husk the ears of corn and thought about how he needed to get Darren alone and remind the fag that he’d better not say anything about what happened with the group of high school boys yesterday. There was no way anyone was going to find out about that and Scotty was determined to forget it ever happened. Besides, what could he have done against a group of boys so much older and bigger. Once he grew some, no one would ever treat him like that again.

The only thing that calmed Scotty down was thinking about how he’d used Darren last night. The minute they got home after the experience at the high school, Scotty went to take a long hot shower and wash the filth off his skin. Once he was done, he walked to his bedroom in just a towel. Darren went to go next in the shower, but Scotty put his arm out and blocked the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Scotty asked his cousin and shoved him back onto the bed.

“I was going to take a shower, I don’t want your mom to see me so dirty.” Darren explained and started to get up off the bed, until Scotty pushed him to the floor.

“You don’t need to shower, it would be a waste of water,” Scotty said, standing above him in just the towel, “No amount of soap is going to wash away what a faggot you are.”

“Please Scotty,” Darren pleaded, cowering on the floor and sounding so much like the pathetic fag he was.

“Please what, please find you more guys to fuck your ass?” Scotty taunted him and pulled back his foot as if he was going to kick Darren, just for the satisfaction of seeing him flinch, “Or are you only interested in dog dick now that you’ve got a taste for it?”

Suddenly Darren sat up and pushed Scotty backward. “It seemed like you enjoyed sucking off Brad and Calvin, at least your hard little dick seemed to say so. And I saw you hold on to Calvin like he was your boyfriend, as you gagged on his dick.”

“You better watch yourself, faggot,” Scotty warned Darren, grabbing him by the wrist just as he was about to slap at Scotty.

“You were the one who looked like a faggot with Calvin’s cum covering your face,” Darren continued, trying to pull free of Scotty’s grip.

Scotty jumped on Darren and sat on the fag’s skinny little chest. He didn’t care at this point that his towel had fallen off and he was naked. “You should shut the fuck up, little cousin, if you know what’s good for you.”

“I heard you tell Calvin how you’d sucked dick before, ” Darren stared at Scotty defiantly, “Was it Steve’s? Are you his faggot?”

Darren yelped in pain when Scotty’s fingers dug into his arm and pried his jaw open in his fist. Scotty spit directly into Darren’s mouth and slapped him hard across his smug little face. Doing that to Darren brought back the memory of Calvin doing the same thing to him, and it just infuriated Scotty even more. Scotty tore at Darren’s clothes and flipped his little cousin over easily. He twisted an arm up behind the fag’s back while he rammed three fingers deep into the little fag’s pussy. They slid in easily and Scotty could feel cum sloshing around inside. Darren struggled and screamed, but Scotty just lay down flat on top of him and covered the fag’s mouth with the cummy hand that had been in his cunt. He smeared the cum all over Darren’s face, along with ass juices. Scotty pulled his hips back and navigated his hard dick to the fag’s wet hole and shoved in, the whole time slapping Darren in the back of the head and calling him every degrading name he can think of, faggot, bitch, whore, sissy.

At some point, Darren stopped struggling and Scotty stopped calling him names. Scotty simply fucked his cousin for the third time that day, the only sound the slapping of Scotty’s hips against Darren’s ass. Once Scotty shot his load, he pulled out of the fag and climbed up his limp body to wipe his cum coated dick off in Darren’s hair. The little fag didn’t even move at that point.

And now, here Scotty was, camping with all his supposed friends, and yet feeling like he didn’t have a friend in the world. He couldn’t wait to get them all back for how they’d treated him. He contemplated how he could turn this weekend around and decided he just had to wait for the right moment to take action.

As they set up their tent in the late sunlight, Paul kept finding himself staring at Brian’s crotch. It was apparent that Brian wasn’t wearing his usual jockstrap, because Paul could see Brian’s cock and balls flopping around inside his loose fitting shorts. The sight was causing Paul’s own dick to grow to its full six inches. He could easily picture what his best friend’s cock looked like in the shorts, because Brian had been jerking it off in front of Paul only a few hours before.

When they’d arrived at the rest stop earlier and met up with the others, Scotty and Darren switched cars and drove in the VW Bus with the three new guys, Chris, Randy and Mark. Paul had thought that the new guys seemed pretty cool and had even thought about how they were all good looking, especially Chris and Mark. Chris gave Craig directions to the camping spot they were headed to and they got back on the road, with Craig driving his SUV following Chris.

About an hour into the drive, Craig said he needed to piss and told Matty to take out his dick for him. Steve and Brian leaned forward to watch. Paul just sat in the backseat between Brian and Steve, but could still hear the sound of Matty gulping down Craig’s piss. Once that was done, Craig told Matty he may as well suck it since he was already down on his dick.

Paul listened to Matty perform as Craig’s cocksucker, while he watched both Steve and Brian pull out their dicks and stroke them while continuing to watch Matty do his job. As Paul looked between Steve and Brian, he found himself trying to imagine what it would be like to have each of their dicks in his mouth. As the thought entered his head, he tried to push it away, feeling weird thinking about sucking his best friends’ dicks. Once Matty had swallowed Craig’s load, Steve and Brian put their own dicks away and went back to listening to music and talking about how school was starting for all of them next week.

Although he was no longer distracted by the dicks of his two friends, Paul couldn’t stop thinking about all that had happened between him and Brian over the past week. Up until the uncontrollable urge to kiss Brian’s ass the other day, Paul hadn’t ever done anything like that with his friend or anyone. They’d gotten their dicks sucked together by Matty more than a few times and most recently Darren, but Paul and Brian had never touched in more than a brotherly, best bud kind of way. He tried to tell himself that he’d only kissed Brian’s ass the other day because he’d lost the faggot games, but if that was true then he wouldn’t have done it while no one else was watching.

He now had two opportunities to see his friend’s ass up close. It had blown his mind when Brian had found a way to make Paul lick and suck on his balls too. And that hadn’t been the extent of it, Paul had actually enjoyed rubbing Brian’s feet later that same night, Brian going so far as to stick a toe in Paul’s mouth. Even harder for him to understand, why had Paul allowed him to do it.

All that had confused Paul to the point he had fantasized about Brian as they slept in the same bed. He’d even been stupid enough to try to feel Brian’s bulge, until Brian woke up. Paul had thought Brian would be mad, but instead he had pulled Paul up against him and spooned him. He would have wrote that whole day off, except that he’d started to jerk off the next morning while smelling Craig’s pit as he slept. It confused Paul even more when Brian humped a hard dick against his ass while applying sunscreen to Paul’s back. Now here he was, taking quick glances at Brian’s crotch.

“It’s pretty nice, right?” Paul nervously looked up at Brian’s crooked grin, just as his buddy said that and nodded his head at the river behind, “This is gonna be great.”

As they head back in the direction of the main camp, Brian pulled Paul into him, putting an arm around his shoulder and playfully ruffled the smaller boy’s hair, “All weekend doing nothing but swimming and fucking around.”

“Get off me, you homo,” Paul said, feeling uncomfortable with Brian being so close.

As they rounded a corner, the tent Steve and Scotty were sharing came into full view and both Paul and Brian came to an immediate stop. Darren’s older brother, Randy, was kneeling in front of the tent naked. Steve was on one side of him, with his dick currently in Randy’s mouth, while Mark smacked his hard dick against the back of Randy’s head.

“Hey guys,” Steve said nonchalantly when he saw the two boys walk up, “I was wondering when you would finally come by.”

“So this one’s a fag too?” Brian asked, as he stepped forward to get a closer look.

Paul thought he saw Randy cringe at hearing Brian call him a fag, but he continued to suck on Steve’s cock without attempting to protest. Besides, the big hardon between his knees was an indication that he didn’t mind what was being done to him. Paul caught himself thinking about how hot the fag was, nice cock, hairy chest, toned body, shaggy brown hair, even a handsome face despite it being distorted currently by the cock stuffed in his mouth.

“Yeah, but my big brother doesn’t know that I turned his best friend into my bitch,” Mark said and grabbed Randy by the hair, pulling his head back and off Steve’s dick, “And the faggot wants us to keep his little secret, so he does whatever I tell him. Isn’t that right, faggot?”

“Yes Sir,” Randy admitted to the group of boys, appearing to Paul to have accepted his fate but still feeling ashamed about it.

“No fucking way,” Brian said, “So we get to use him all weekend?”

“Sure, I’m willing to share,” Mark said, forcing Randy back on to Steve dick to continue his cocksucking, “As long as you make sure that Chris and Craig don’t find out.”

“You got it,” Brian said, his dick tenting his shorts obscenely, “So when’s my turn, Stevie boy?”

“Hang tight, Bri,” Steve said, smiling at his buddy as he resumed face fucking Randy, “The faggot had me close, so it shouldn’t be too long.”

“You gotta get in on this action,” Brian said and pulled Paul’s hand onto the hardon in his shorts, “I imagine you’ll enjoy it as much as I will.”

Paul tried to pull back his hand, but Brian held it firmly in place for a minute and Paul could feel the dick throb. When he was finally allowed to pull his hand away, he looked up at Brian who gave him that same cocky grin. Paul anxiously looked to see if Mark or Steve had noticed what had just gone on between them. Steve had his eyes closed and head thrown back as he enjoyed what appeared to be an awesome blowjob. Mark was behind Randy and pushing him down on all fours, causing Randy to have to crane his neck to keep Steve’s dick in his mouth.

“He’s got two holes, no reason to wait,” Mark said, as he crouched down and began slapping his hard dick against Randy’s asshole. Paul couldn’t believe that this older guy get fucked by a younger boy.

“Hold on dude, cause I’m fucking close and don’t want you distracting the faggot by cramming his pussy full of cock,” Steve said and looked down at Randy, grabbing him by the ears and controlling the long slow strokes in and out of the fag’s mouth.

Paul watched the scene, unable to believe it. Here was this older guy that looked like a total stud, on his knees sucking a teenager’s dick and about to take one in the ass. He couldn’t imagine what Randy must be thinking or feeling right now. Based on his eagerness to get Steve’s cum though, he must have been enjoying it. Brian finally unbuttoned his shorts and let his big cock out, looking directly at Paul as he did. Paul couldn’t help but look down at his friend’s dick once it was in view.

“Ah fuck, here it comes, bitch,” Steve shouted and buried his dick into Randy’s mouth and held him by the back of the head, “Get your first taste of my cum! But I promise it won’t be the last, don’t worry faggot.”

Steve moaned and started to shake, slapping the back of Randy’s head as the faggot struggled below him. He yanked his dick out of the fag’s mouth and left Randy gasping and choking, dropping his head down as Steve pumped his dick a few more times and sprayed two more jets of cum into Randy’s hair.

“You’re up after me, Paul,” Brian said as he maneuvered Randy to his dick, “So why don’t you take out your dick and jerk it while you watch your best friend bust a nut in this bitch.”

“I want you to beg for both our cocks, faggot,” Mark said as he spit in Randy’s asscrack and lined up his dripping dick with the fag’s hole, “It’s not every day you get the chance to be a faggot to four boys. I think your limit the other day was three at once, so this is a new record.”

As he pulled out his dick and began stroking it, Paul watched the look on Randy’s face, a flash of anger quickly replaced by defeat. “Please give me cock, Sir,” Randy said, “I want to get you both off and be allowed to take your cum.”

“That was pathetic, faggot,” Mark said and slapped Randy’s ass, “You need to do better than that. Repeat your mantra for my friends to hear and then try begging again.”

Paul thought there might be tears welling up in Randy’s eyes. Randy looked down, but Mark grabbed him by the back of the hair and pulled his head up to face all the boys. As Randy began to speak, Mark forced him to look from one boy to the next. “I’m a bitch.” He said to Steve. “I’m a cocksucker.” He said to Brian. “I’m a faggot.” To Paul and there were definitely tears streaming down his face, begging with his eyes for this to stop even as he begged in words for it to continue.

“And who am I faggot?” Mark said, yanking Randy’s head back as he stood behind him.

“You are my, Master.” Randy said, his voice breaking, “Please Master, fuck my pussy and allow me to suck your friend’s dick.”

“Well, if that’s really what you want,” Mark said and rammed his dick into Randy’s hole, not stopping until he was buried completely in it. Randy opened his mouth to scream and Brian took that opportunity to stuff his dick in the fag, doing his best to ram it down his throat. Seeing the pained look on Randy’s face made Paul realize he would never want to get fucked. But it definitely seemed like it might feel awesome to be the one doing the fucking.

Watching Brian be so forceful with Randy, caused Paul’s dick to jump and ooze out a heavy stream of precum. He grabbed his dick and started to jerk it, using the precum to slick up his shaft and make the stroking smoother. He heard Mark and Brian talking dirty to Randy as they used him, but it was like Paul was hearing them speak while he was underwater. Instead, he focused on Brian’s dick as it slid back and forth between Randy’s lips. As Paul stroked himself, he wondered what Randy must be feeling and thinking as he was naked getting fucked at each end by teenagers. Two hot teenagers. Paul tried to imagine himself in Randy’s position. He didn’t think he would ever want that, but he wondered if he’d feel differently if it were just him and Brian.

“That’s it,” he heard Brian say, “Work my dick with that tongue. That feels awesome.” Paul continued to stroke his dick, as he imagined the weight of Brian’s dick on his tongue. “That’s it, take more of my big dick in your mouth.” Paul imagined Brian grabbing the back of his head and slowly feeding him more dick. “It’s okay if you gag on it, it feels good on my dick when you do that.” Brian began to pump his dick between Paul’s lips and kneaded his fingers through Paul’s hair to take a gentle but firm grip. “I’m gonna like having you as my bitch.” Paul’s stroking sped up as he listened to Brian. “I want to cum at the same time, you getting close?” Paul nodded his head and jerked faster, trying to get closer to the edge so that he’d be ready to cum. “You almost have me there, bitch, keep doing what you’re doing.” Paul could almost feel Brian’s dick pumping his mouth and throbbing on his tongue.

“Fuck yeah, I’m cumming!” Brian shouted as he held still with his dick planted in Paul’s mouth. Paul waited for Brian’s cum to begin to fill his mouth even as his own dick exploded.

“Fuck dude, Paul just shot a huge load all over the faggot!” Steve’s voice pulled Paul back to reality and his eyes refocused. Mark was draped over Randy’s back, his dick still buried in Randy’s ass. Brian was standing there with his hard dick no longer in Randy’s mouth, having just fed the fag a load. He was staring at Paul, having watched as Paul blasted cum all over Randy’s neck, face and hair.

“Way to go little buddy,” Brian said, slapping his friend on the back as Paul’s dick blasted out more ropes of cum, “It’s hot that you blew your load just from watching me drain my nuts in the fag’s throat. You’ll have to give him a try later, he’s great at sucking cock.”

“You may want to go wash yourself off in the river, faggot,” Mark suggested, withdrawing his cock from Randy’s ass, “You look and smell like a whore. We should all head back to the main camp and see what’s to eat. I’m starving after all that work.”

Randy just waited there on all fours, head lowered, cum dripping off his body and leaking out of his hole. As they headed off, Paul glanced back and saw Randy struggle to his feet and wander over to the river. Paul felt an arm wrap across his shoulders and looked over to see Brian standing there smiling at him, his tall frame towering above Paul.

“That was pretty unbelievable,” Brian said, “Can’t wait for a repeat.”

“Yeah, it was pretty hot,” Paul said, feeling a little uncomfortable, as if Brian knew what he’d been really fantasizing about while he had watched, “I’m looking forward to getting my turn.”

“Your turn at getting sucked or sucking?” Brian teased.

Darren felt comforted by the warmth of the campfire, and felt safe surrounded by Matty sitting on the ground beside him and Craig, Chris and Randy sitting on the log behind them. Darren had never been camping before and was mesmerized by the flames dancing in front of him. It helped his mood, but he still had a lot weighing on his mind. The feel of Chris gently pressing his knee into Darren’s back, reassured Darren that everything would be okay. Darren looked across the fire and watched Mark interact with Steve, Paul and Brian, all four boys sitting in folding chairs around the fire. They were all speaking fairly quiet to each other, so Darren couldn’t overhear what they were saying. Scotty, who seemed to be in his own head, sat on a rock close to the fire but away from the group.

Darren turned his attention back to the men around him and listened to Chris tell Craig how he’d met Randy five years ago. Randy had moved up north with his other brother, Richard, to live with their Dad. They’d all been friends until Randy went to the Army and Chris had moved down here to start college. Mark and their mom followed him down a year later, after divorcing their Dad. Randy shared he had just moved in with his mom and brother this summer after getting out of the Army. Craig commented that he and Matty had been friends for five years as well.

Matty looked up and over his shoulder to Craig at this point and gave him a big smile that reminded Darren how much he liked what Craig and Matty had together. He also noticed the way that Matty would look at Chris, and how he’d lower his gaze once he’d started to speak to either him or Craig. Matty seemed to be focused totally on them and found reasons to touch both Chris and Craig, either on their hands or legs. He wondered if Matty found Chris attractive and Darren tried to imagine Matty, Craig and Chris all together. The thought made his little dick throb.

Randy seemed to be concerned about Darren and kept checking in on him, asking how he was, did he have fun that week, trying to get Darren to talk with him. He responded that he was fine, but said little else. He thought about how he did feel better now than earlier in the car. When he first met up with Chris and Randy at the rest stop, although he was excited to see them, he was still reeling from the day (and night) before. The entire drive up, he was quiet and didn’t talk much at all as he sat between Chris and Randy. He certainly didn’t tell them anything about the week.

He just had to get through this camping trip and then he’d be away from his cousin and would make up an excuse to never have to see him again. Scotty had been so mean the past day and especially last night, Darren was afraid of him. So much had happened in the last month of summer, but only the bad parts had been at the hands of his cousin. Thinking about it all, overwhelmed him.

Darren’s thoughts were interrupted when Randy stood up behind him, patted him on the head, and announced to the group that he was tired and was going to get some sleep. Darren thought he noticed something strange in the ways that the boys on the other side of the campfire looked at Randy when they said good night.

Once Randy left, Chris and Craig got involved in their own conversation and Matty focused more on Darren and asked why he was so quiet. He lied and said he was just nervous about starting 7th grade next week and going to a new school, the same one as Mark. Darren wanted to tell Matty about yesterday with Scotty in the woods, with the boys at the high school, and about how Scotty had been last night. He wanted to let it all out and share it with his new friend, because he knew Matty would understand and help to make him feel better about everything. But Darren didn’t say anything. Partly because of Scotty’s threat to tell on Randy and Chris, but mostly because he felt like it was his fault for letting it happen. He was ashamed that it might be that he wanted it or liked it. That he deserved it.

Matty finally let him be and went back to focus on Chris and Craig. It wasn’t long after that Steve stood up with Mark, Brian and Paul and said they were all going back to his tent. Steve looked over and invited Scotty almost as an afterthought, even though it was technically the tent that Steve and Scotty were sharing. Scotty said he’d just trade tents and sleep with Darren and that Mark could take Scotty’s spot in Steve’s tent. Even though it terrified Darren, it didn’t seem to bother the boys at all that Scotty didn’t want to join and they all headed down the river to their tents. Scotty got up and told Darren it was time for bed, but Chris said that Darren could stay up with them for a little while longer. It was impossible not to see how pissed Scotty was as disappeared inside the tent behind him.

Eventually Chris decided it was time for him to go to bed and told Darren that he should sleep in the tent with him and Randy. Darren jumped up and barely said good night to Craig and Matty before rushing into the tent, relieved to not have to be alone with Scotty. Randy sat up in his sleeping bag when he heard someone coming into the tent and seemed surprised to see Darren.

“Chris told me that I could sleep in here,” Darren explained, with a smile on his face.

“Sounds good, little guy,” Randy said, happy to see Darren cheer up finally, “You should just go grab your sleeping bag from the other tent.”

“Nah,” Chris said, as he entered the tent and zipped it up behind him, “Scotty seemed in a pretty shitty mood, no need to bother him. We can just zip our two bags together and the three of us can share.”

“Alright,” Randy agreed and unzipped his sleeping bag to connect it to Chris’. The only light in the tent was from the dying campfire outside, but Darren saw that Randy was only wearing a pair of briefs. He felt excited at the sight of his brother’s body and especially the bulge in his underwear.

“Now, I’ve been waiting all week for us to get another chance to train your little brother,” Chris addressed Randy, “So what do you say we let our boy show us some attention?”

Chris pulled off his shirt as he kicked off his shoes and then flopped down on the open sleeping bag next to Randy. Darren just stared at the two of them lying side by side, admiring their hairy chests and feeling himself get more and more excited.

“Take off my pants,” Chris ordered Darren.

Darren didn’t hesitate before he dropped down beside Chris and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. He knelt there unable to take his eyes off Chris and Randy now just in their underwear. Darren was shaking as he reached to take off Chris’ briefs, but Chris stopped him.

“It’s been awhile, so why don’t you get reacquainted with my body first, boy,” Chris said and put his arms above his head and just waited for Darren to obey.

Randy could smell Chris’ armpits, as his best friend lay next to him, and he felt his dick chub up in his briefs. He wondered what Darren must be feeling, getting to serve two men at once. He seemed to be happy, so Randy wasn’t worried about his brother being forced to do something he didn’t want to do. As Darren crawled up the other side of Chris’ body, his best friend looked over and smiled at Randy. Randy watched as his little brother rubbed his face in Chris’ armpit, and Randy could hear his moans and his deep inhales.

“That’s it boy, clean your man,” Chris encouraged Darren, “I must be pretty sweaty after a long day.”

Darren stuck out his tongue and began to lap up the sweat from Chris’ pit. He felt his body trembling and he held on to Chris’ body, one arm wrapped around the man’s bicep and the other across his hairy chest. Darren licked the entire area under Chris’ arm until it was no longer wet with sweat and instead was dripping with his saliva.

Randy rolled onto his side and scooted closer to get a better view. He was careful not to let his body touch Chris, fighting an urge to mimic his little brother and go at the other pit. Chris wrapped an arm around Randy’s neck and pulled him in close with a hand down the middle of his back.

“Yeah, buddy, get a close look at your baby brother digging my stink,” Chris turned his head to look at Randy as he spoke to him and their noses touched.

Terrified of the closeness and his urge to kiss his friend right then, Randy adjusted himself and moved down slightly so their faces weren’t so near. But this just brought Randy’s head to Chris’ shoulder and that much closer to the strong musky scent coming from the damp armpit pressed against the back of Randy’s neck. Chris tightened his arm wrapped around Randy, holding him in place against Chris’ body. Randy was happy that he was in underwear at least, to contain his growing boner.

Without any warning, Chris rolled over on top of Randy, grabbing Randy by both wrists in the process and lifted his arms up above his head and held them there. Randy could feel Chris’ hard cock pressing against his own, and Randy’s dick throbbed from their chests touching and the combined smell of their pits.

“What are you doing?” Randy asked nervously, but not trying to fight or push his friend off.

“Letting your little brother clean both of us,” Chris replied, as if it should have been obvious, “Get over here fag and put your face in our pits.”

Darren darted over and pressed his face into them. He took his time learning the smells, trying to see how they were different and similar, tasting first one and then the other, only to swipe his tongue across both to get the taste of them together. The events of this past week were no longer in his thoughts and he was content to be exactly where he was, safe with these two men.

Randy was pinned down by the weight of Chris’ body, his arms held in place above him. He could feel the heat of Chris against him, the coarse hair of his chest scratching Randy’s skin. Chris stared down at him, their faces again so close that Randy felt his friend’s breath against his check. Randy could feel himself sinking into that submissive space that Mark and Alex brought out in him. Afraid of what he would do if he allowed that side of himself to come out, he closed his eyes. This only made it worse, as his mind was flooded with images of the things he wanted to do with Chris, or more accurately, the things he wanted Chris to do to him.

Chris suddenly crawled up Randy’s body, dragging his underwear clad bulge over his face. He flipped around once he was above Randy’s head, now sitting on his arms.

“It’s time our fag learns the taste of his big brother’s ass,” Chris said, looking down at Randy, “Remember how much you got into eating my ass at the drive-in? Imagine how much a fag will enjoy getting to do the same to you?”

“I don’t know,” Randy started to protest, but didn’t struggle and let Chris continue to control the situation.

“Unless you want another taste of mine,” Chris teased his friend, “Can’t say I’d mind you chowing down on my ass again while your brother sucks my dick. It felt great and it’ll be like old times.”

Apparently Randy’s lack of response gave Chris his answer. He bent over Randy’s body, his bulge covering his face. Through the underwear, Chris’ two large balls were squashed across his forehead and a hard cock pressed against his nose. Randy couldn’t help but breath in Chris’ crotch, as he felt his friend grab his ankles before sitting back up, bringing Randy’s knees to his chest. He was disappointed that the moment was so quick and that he didn’t get the chance to feel his friend’s crotch pressed to his face longer. It was only once the smell of Chris’ balls was gone that he realized he was now on his back, bent in half, with his friend sitting on his arms and holding his legs, his ass presented. Luckily he was still in his underwear, otherwise he’d feel completely exposed in this position.

“You just lay there and enjoy it,” Chris said, staring down at Randy, “I want to see the look on your face, I know you’re gonna love it.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier for me to sit on his face?” Randy asked his friend, as he adjusted his head and felt Chris’ bulge press against the top of his head.

“You mean like I sat on yours?” Chris asked, “I think it’ll feel much better this way.”

Before Randy could debate it further, Chris ordered Darren to take his brother’s underwear off. Darren quickly obeyed and knelt in front of his brother’s prone body. As he pulled the underwear up and over his older brother’s meaty ass, the hairy crack came into view and a strong musky scent filled the tent.

“Damn, buddy, you are ripe,” Chris laughed, “Our little fag’s in for a treat. And seeing how you’re your dick is, it seems like you are looking forward to it as well.”

Darren didn’t waste any time and bent forward to put his face up close to Randy’s ass, pressing his nose into the damp, hairy asscrack. He took in a deep breath and felt light headed for a moment. As his nose brushed against Randy’s asshole, he heard his brother moan.

“Fuck yeah, let him make you feel good,” Chris seemed to be directing the scene and Randy was more than happy to go with it. Chris shifted up to get a better view, and maybe didn’t realize that he now had his ass planted right on Randy’s face. The underwear didn’t at all mask the strong smell of his best friend’s balls and ass, and Randy tried to be quiet as he took in a deep breath. The scent pushed him further into that familiar headspace, while at the same time he felt Darren’s tongue begin to lick up and down his crack, he couldn’t suppress a moan.

Chris shifted his weight slightly and ground his ass harder onto Randy’s face, before hooking Randy’s ankles in the crock of his elbow and reached forward with his other hand and placed it on the back of Darren’s head.

“That’s right faggot, get your face in that ass,” Chris ordered. Without realizing the command had been for Darren, Randy lifted his head up and pressed his nose against the underwear, sniffing around to locate Chris’ asshole.

“I see someone’s eager,” Chris commented in a cocky tone, “Go ahead, you’ve got my permission.”

Randy didn’t need any more encouragement than that and awkwardly reached up to pull down the back of Chris’ briefs. The smell of his friend enveloped him and Randy resumed where he’d left off, burying his face in Chris’ ass and pressing his nose to the sweaty asshole and taking long deep breathes and holding them. Chris gasped lightly above him and Randy wiggled his nose against his buddy’s hole, almost as if he was trying to smell Chris from the inside out.

Darren, meanwhile had moved on from sniffing his brother’s ass to now licking it and remembering how good it tasted the first time he ate it just last weekend. He could feel Randy’s hole twitching against his tongue and he pulled back to watch it as it winked at him. Darren knew instinctively that most guys wouldn’t submit to eating someone’s ass, yet he found himself drawn to the smell and taste of it. Something about the strong odor and slightly bitter taste drove him wild and he couldn’t get enough of his brother and dove in for more.

If it was possible, Randy was more turned on eating Chris’ ass this time than he had been at the drive-in. That time, he’d been more than a little embarrassed because Scotty and Mark had been tormenting him while he’d had Chris sitting on his face. This time, he had his little brother’s face in his own ass to enhance the experience. Randy let go of all self-respect and lapped at Chris’ hole without feeling any of the humiliation he had that first time. Now it just felt right and he simply wanted to be allowed to worship every inch of Chris’ body. The taste of his buddy’s asshole flooded across his tongue and Randy’s mouth watered as he became so intimate with Chris. He put aside any concerns for what Chris might think after. He just allowed himself to submit to his animal cravings, which hungered to taste more of his buddy’s ass.

“Fuck dude, you really love eating my ass,” Chris observed and Randy nodded his head and moaned in response. “It’s just a buddy helping another buddy feel good. This doesn’t have to mean anything beyond that and no one else has to know. Speaking of helping a buddy feel good, boy, get naked and get up here.”

Darren reluctantly pulled his face out of his big brother’s ass. As he stripped off his clothes, he could feel the dampness of Randy’s sweaty ass on his face. Once he was naked, Chris let go of Randy’s legs and they lowered to the tent floor. Up until now, Darren hadn’t realized that Chris was sitting on Randy’s face.

“You are in for a treat buddy,” Chris said to Randy, before then looking at Darren and pointing to a corner of the tent, “Boy, get the jar of Vaseline from my bag over there.”

Darren scurried over to the bag and found the jar. “Stroke it on your brother’s big cock,” he was ordered, so he opened the Vaseline and scooped out a good amount. He then knelt down at his big brother’s side and used his little hand to coat the Vaseline all over Randy’s dick, which was hard as steel and hot to the touch.

“You ready for this buddy,” Chris again asked Randy who was still lost in the ass covering his face, “I have to admit, I felt a little bad about fucking him before you, but at least you get to be the second to feel our little fag’s tight pussy.”

As Darren stroked Randy’s cock, he realized what was intended and he suddenly felt ashamed for having been used by Scotty and the two high school boys, Tyler and Adam, all of them taking a turn fucking him and filling him with their cum. He wondered if his brother would be able to tell that so many other boys had already fucked him.

Chris’ words barely registered with Randy as he sank deeper into that submissive state with every swipe of his tongue across the tight hole. While Chris wasn’t dirty, he wasn’t pristine either and Randy’s mouth watered from the bitter tastes. It was only once he felt a small hand on his cock, slathering it with a slick substance, that he processed what Chris had said and what he intended.

“Good boy, get his dick nice and slick,” Chris instructed Darren as he ground his ass onto Randy’s face, “Now rub some on your pussy.”

For a split second, Randy wondered if he should stop what was about to happen before it went too far. He started to think about how it would be between him and Darren, once he’d fucked his little brother. Then he thought about the fact that Darren had already been fucked by Chris, so it wasn’t like Randy was taking his virginity. And it was apparent that Darren was a willing participant. Something about Chris controlling the situation turned Randy on even more and he couldn’t find the nerve to go against what Chris wanted. So he continued to kiss and suck and tongue his friend’s asshole, while at the same time he felt his little brother straddle his waist.

“Okay boy,” Chris said in a soft tone, once Darren had positioned himself in Randy’s lap, “I want you to ride your brother’s cock until he fills your pussy up with his cum. You don’t have to rush it, I understand his dick is as big as mine and so take your time. But I want him fully inside you.”

Darren nodded and reached back to grab Randy’s dick and placed it at the entrance to his pussy. He was trembling with excitement that he was about to feel his big brother’s dick inside him. He pushed back and his brother’s cock penetrated him and he couldn’t help but grimace slightly from the discomfort, even as he began to slide down the length. Darren sighed from the sensation of his pussy stretching around the thickness of his brother’s cock even as it pushed deeper inside of him.

“Look at me, faggot,” Chris demanded. Darren hadn’t even realized his eyes were shut as he opened them, “I want you to see me watching as you get fucked by your brother for the first time. This is such a special moment between two brothers and I want you to remember that I was here and it was because of me.”

Chris’ words struck Randy like a hammer and he understood at that moment that Chris was the one in control of both of them. Randy might be the one fucking Darren, but it was under Chris’ direction. This realization combined with the feeling of his dick sinking deeper into Darren’s ass, had him quickly on the edge of shooting his load. Yet he instinctively knew that he shouldn’t cum until Chris was ready for that. Until then, Randy was to continue to eating his ass and let his little brother ride his cock. Once he felt his brother’s asscheeks resting on his upper thighs, he released the breath he’d been holding and moaned into Chris’ ass.

“His pussy feels awesome, doesn’t it buddy,” Chris asked Randy, before then looking to Darren, “You took his dick a lot quicker than I had expected. You must want it really bad.”

Darren blushed and responded by raising himself up slightly and then lowering back down, beginning to fuck himself on Randy’s cock. Having his brother inside him felt different than when he’d been fucked by Scotty or the other boys. It was special, just like the first time Chris had fucked his pussy. As he continued to slowly move himself back and forth on his brother’s dick, he realized that both he and Randy were moaning softly.

“Lean forward and take my dick in your mouth, boy,” Chris instructed and Darren obeyed immediately, eager to taste his dick again, “I want you to remember how you had us both inside you the first time your brother fucked you.”

As he opened his mouth to accept another dick into his body, Darren felt his eyes filling with tears even as his mouth and pussy were filled with dick. The tears weren’t because he was sad or hurt, they were streaming down his cheeks because he was so happy in that moment and felt so close to these two men in his life in a way he’d never experienced. Neither was doing anything to him, he was the one that was moving back and forth, taking one dick as he felt the other retreating. He willingly reversed motions, not wanting either his brother or Sir to leave his body completely. He felt safe between them like this and didn’t want it to end.

Randy lay beneath Chris and Darren and tried to not analyze what was happening. Each time Darren would stroke Randy’s cock in his pussy, he could himself getting closer and closer to dumping his load in his little brother. His dick glided in and out of Darren’s ass and Randy thought about how this was not only the first time he was fucking his brother, it was the first time he was fucking another guy. If this is how it always felt, no wonder why Alex and Mark wanted to fuck him every chance they could get.

“You close to cumming,” Randy heard Chris ask and realized it must be a question directed at him, so he nodded his head, “Good, cause as good as your little brother’s mouth feels on my dick, I’m gonna need to unload in his ass soon myself and I want to use your cum as lube. But don’t cum until I say.”

Chris began to thrust his hips forward gently each time that Darren would move himself onto his dick. After a few times doing this, Darren’s throat opened up and took the dick an instant before he’d be shoved back and feel Randy’s dick penetrate him completely.

“Alright, buddy, get yourself close,” Randy heard Chris say above him, “Get right to the edge, feel your brother jerking you off with his pussy. Get your mouth on my hole and kiss it deep.”

Randy struggled to hold back until Chris told him to cum and at the same time, locked his lips around his friend’s tangy asshole. Randy felt on the brink, panting into Chris’ ass.

“Cum. Now.” Chris pressed his ass down and Randy felt his asshole open around his tongue, while Darren was impaled on his throbbing cock which exploded in his little brother’s ass. As his cum shot through his dick, Chris’ asshole clenched around Randy’s tongue.

Darren could feel his brother’s dick still pulsing and filling him with cum when Chris pulled him off and spun him around. He shoved Darren’s mouth onto Randy’s spewing dick and rammed his own cock into Darren’s pussy. Chris thrust rapidly a few times and howled at the same time Darren felt another hot load of cum firing off deep inside him.

Randy almost yelled in protest when Darren was yanked off his dick while he was still cumming, but then he felt the warm wet mouth. He could also hear the squishing sound as Chris rammed his cock into Darren. His own cum leaked out of Darren’s hole and dripped of Chris’ balls onto Randy’s chin. Chris shifted above him slightly and soon had his balls in Randy’s mouth.

“Fuck yeah faggot, clean up that cum,” Chris ordered and Randy obeyed, sucking on the balls in his mouth and stretching his tongue to lick at the base of Chris’ dick buried in Darren’s ass. Cum was gushing out of Darren’s hole. Randy could feel Chris’ cock pulsing against his tongue and he understood that the cum he was now licking up was a combination of Chris’ and his own.

“Get all that cum off your brother’s dick and clean him up,” Chris further instructed, and Randy then understood that the order just before had been directed at Darren and not him. Chris pulled his dick out of Darren and sat back, his balls resting on Randy’s forehead and his slimy cock across Randy’s face with the cockhead just at his open mouth. Once Chris had extracted his dick from Darren, Randy’s mouth was being flooded with the cum gushing from his little brother’s gaping hole. Rather than complain, Randy was eager to get a chance to taste his buddy’s cum, even if it was mixed with his own. He even stuck his tongue out and lapped once or twice at the head of Chris’ cock as it rested on his upper lip. Chris raised up a little, his cock sliding deeper into Randy’s mouth, before he then fell to his side and rolled onto his back with a contented sigh. Darren quickly scooted over to suck his cock clean.

“Good boy,” Chris said as Darren nursed on the softening dick in his mouth.

Randy couldn’t help but regret what he’d just done with Chris and wondered what his friend must be thinking. He only hoped that the light was dim enough that Chris couldn’t see the cum coating a good portion of Randy’s face.

Without another word, Chris reached down to zip them all into the sleeping bag. Darren slept in the middle and turned to face Randy and cuddled up to him. Very soon after, Randy could hear both of them snoring softly as they drifted off into sleep. It was a long while before Randy was able to do the same, since he couldn’t stop thinking how he’d had Chris’ dick in his mouth for a brief moment.

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