Tag along kid brother

[menenius]

promising start

[Erik62]

17 hours ago, SubChastity said:

The door slid open and instant overwhelm filled my senses. The music pulsed and the party raged inside, I turned back to Griff. 

“Where are we, Griff?” I asked. 

“Welcome to the vortex, Tag. You’re gonna love it. He led me into the room and as soon as we were through the door it slid shut behind us, causing me to jump at the clang it made as it fully shut. I took in the scene before me. It was a wide open warehouse space that seemed to be a pop-up club of some kind. Everyone was writing around dancing or- wait. Were they dancing? Are they naked? I could swear I saw them- 

“Come with me.” Griff pulled me to a room off to a side before my eyes could fully adjust to the scene before me. We were now in what appeared to be a locker room. Griff brought me to a locker in the corner, 347. He undid the lock. I recognized Tom’s clothing inside.

“What’s happening? Where’s Tom?” I asked, growing concerned.

“He’s out there having fun, bud. Just like we will be in a minute. There’s a dress code here.Underwear or less only.” Griff said to me. I blinked at him unbelieving.

“Is this a joke? Are you pranking me?” 

“No joke, Tag.” Griff said, stripping off his shirt and tossing it in the locker. He looked good. He- I shook the thought from my head. Then he held my gaze as he unzipped and took off his jeans, putting them in the locker next. He was not in a hot pink jockstrap. My eyes were transfixed by his package. “See, no joke- Underwear only.”

“But- I’m not wearing anything to make me look sexy like you. Er- I mean, I’m just in plain boxer briefs.” 

“I got you covered, Tag. I knew you might not be aware of what went on here so I brought you these.” Griff said, holding out a black jockstrap. I felt my dick jump in my pants, what a traitor it was. I was still so confused about all of this. I thought this would just be like a college frat party or something; a keg, some girls, maybe some pot. Now I had no idea what to expect from here. 

Griff took my face in his hands and brought my head to his so our foreheads were touching. “Look, I know this may be out of your comfort zone but I promise you that you are going to love tonight. It’s going to open doors for you. IT’s going to change everything for all of us. Tom and I we’ve been having all kinds of new fun and I want you to be a part of it, but Tom thinks you too innocent and doesn’t want to corrupt you. Let’s show him you can handle it- That this was in you all along.”

“What was in me?” I asked. Then Griff was kissing me, I was shocked for a moment, then had a moment where I considered pushging him off of me to tell him I was no fag but his kiss felt… right. So I surprised myself by giving in. By kissing him back. We kissed for a few minutes right there at the locker before we broke apart, sheepishly grinning at one another. 

“You’re gay?”

“Fuck, who needs labels kid? If it feels good, it's for me. Are you gay?” I blushed and stammered. He was hitting close to truths I hadn’t confided in anyone yet, hadn’t even acted on yet. ”Don’t worry, Tag. Tonight is going to feel good. I got you. Whatever you are, gay bi, whatever. I love you man, always have. Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.”

“Good boy.” Griff said before reaching for then pulling off my shirt, I raised my arms and let him. Then allowed him to unbutton and unzip my pants. I let them fall. He then reached out and felt my bulge in my boxer briefs. 

“Damn, Tag. You’re big.”

I swallowed down before reaching out, with his free hand he brought my hand to his pink jock encased package. “You are too.”

“Put these on, then drink this.” He instructed, pulling a bottle with some juice from the locker. “We gotta get out there. It’s gonna be a good night.”

I did as I was told, the juice tasted like shit. “What is this?” I asked as I downed the mini bottle of it, he must have spiked it with booze.

“It juice with a little something extra, you said you trust me, remember?” 

And I did. I smiled at the way he watched me put the black jockstrap on. I’d always held a secret attraction to griff and now here we were, it was like a fantasy come true. When I was done, he threw my stuff in the locker and shut it before drawing me to him for another kiss. 

“Let's go man, tonight begins right now” he turned me around, slapped my ass and pushed me towards the door.

Out in the club I felt self-conscious in just my jockstrap and shoes but Griff took my hand and felt reassured. Taking in the scene fully now I noted there seemed to be no women here, only men. They were all dressed in underwear or fully naked. Some did move in syncopation with the music, dancing. However, some also gyrated against each other sexually, making out aggressively or rubbing hard cocks. My eyes bulged looking over and seeing a guy on his knees servicing an older gentleman in leather who gave me a nod when he caught my stare. In another corner in a sling a blindfolded and harnessed guy was taking a cock up his ass while also sucking off a second man. 

I looked at Griff, then smiled. “This place is insane.”

“Right?! We’re like kids in a candy store. Let’s dance.” And Griff pulled me into the mad crush of bodies. There were probably about 35 people in total. As we danced, we made out. Our tongues clashed and my hands found purchase on Griff’s toned body. He ran his hand along my side before bringing them to rest on my ass and pulling me as close to him as he could get me. He whispered in my ear “Tonight, you’re mine. And whoever else you want. But I need to have you, okay?”

I could feel a warmth spreading in me and just kissed him more. This was more than I could have wished for and it was happening! Like some fucked up, kinky version of Cinderella where a black jockstrap subbed in for a glass slipper. The warmth I was feeling made me hornier than I had ever felt and I wondered what had been in the juice Griff had given me, but I also didn’t care. I slipped my hand down the front of Griff’s pink jockstrap. He broke from our kiss and looked at me. “Well, well, well. Someone’s eager!”

And wasn’t I just that. I wanted him. His cock pulsed against my hand and I rubbed my palm along it before wrapping my hand around its length. “I need it, Griff.” I yelled in his ear over the thrum of music. 

“I know baby boy, all in good time.”

Then a hand landed on his shoulder and spun him away from me, pulling my hand out of his pouch. I whimpered but let him go. When I realized who had spun him around, alarm bells rang out in my hazy mind. Tom. Shit. 

“Griff, there you are. I was wondering where you’d gone off to. I got distracted by a sexy hole. What have you been up to?” My big brother, Tom, asked Griff.

Griff, ever the diplomat, seized control of the situation and feigning dance spun Tom around so now Tom’s back was to me. They gyrated against each other a few feet away and continued a conversation I couldn’t really hear. I knew I was fucked if Tom saw me, and not in the way I wanted to be. He’d  probably kick me out, make me wait in the car or something. Why couldn’t he see me the way I saw him?

Over Tom’s shoulder Griff signaled to me to go away “I’ll find you.” he mouthed. “Have some fun”. So I did. Feeling warm and horny I ventured off into the club on my own. 

END OF PART 2

 

What trouble will Tag up to on his own? Find out in Part 3- coming soon!

Heading straight (LoL😂) down the path to man sex heaven. Can't wait to find out which way he goes Top, bottom or versatile. I think he's a "little shit" of a kid, hanging off his brother. I hope he gets his cunt fucked bad & filled by the the guys there. Needs to be taught a lesson, not to go where he's not wanted. 

[JWC1202]

This is awesome. Some stories are all about plot, moving things along from A to B, which is necessary, of course. But the best stories are also about characters, their personalities and relationships. Only two chapters in, I can tell this story is rich in the latter. Tag rings very true to me, his curiosity and desires, and I'm eager to follow his journey. 

[SubChastity]

2 hours ago, JWC1202 said:

This is awesome. Some stories are all about plot, moving things along from A to B, which is necessary, of course. But the best stories are also about characters, their personalities and relationships. Only two chapters in, I can tell this story is rich in the latter. Tag rings very true to me, his curiosity and desires, and I'm eager to follow his journey. 

Thank you so very much, this means a lot.

 

Thanks to everyone for your kink and kinky words. Working on Part 3, expect it later this week. I have a pretty clear trajectory for the story and no plans to leave Tag, Griff, Tom or you horny readers hanging! Like I said: slow burn but once it get's there it'll be a blazing inferno!

[barebamabear]

I can tell this one is going to be fucking awesome 

[dazzasboy]

As I thought from chapter one I am in hook line and sinker. This is a very hot story