The Brotherhood

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This is my first attempt at writing a story here, please feel free to offer suggestions / criticisms. Also I will be posting a link to an audio version of this story. Special thanks to @pupHawaii for posting a pic that inspired me to create this story, I hope you enjoy.

Part 1 of 4

Hi my name is Dietrich Bindel and this is my # it gets better story.

Wednesday October 5th 2:36pm

It all started in the third grade (1983), at Ronkakama elementary, I was a dorky blond kid who always had to wear glasses. Ever since I saw Star Wars I was hooked on anything technology. I was the kid that got excited about going to a radio shack just to buy a bag of resisters. I know not your normal kid growing up in the 80's, but hey that's me. 

Anyway one day in October while in the school library I was reading a book on how HAM radio's worked. I was enveloped in my own world and then Christian Baddula and his friends said "look at that dork, reading a book like a fag" then what seemed out of nowhere Christian slapped the book away from me falling to the ground. He picks it up and says what is this dork, you some kind of a smart guy or something, and then spits in my face. The librarian rushes over and immediately separates us. He gives me the side eye while his friends laugh and snicker at me, then as instructed they walk away. The bell rings and it's 3:00 pm, so I grab my napsack and make my way to the front of the school. I look around but i don't see the station wagon, Ughh mom's late again. Then someone shoves me to the ground. All I can hear is Christian and his friends laughing at me. He kicks me several times in the face until I start crying, I yell "stop it, stop it" while trying to shield myself. He and his friends taunt me by repeating what I said, in the way that boys do to insult you. Stop being a little bitch you fucking cry baby. Fortunately Mrs. Sinnowitz comes over and drags us all to the principals office. At least the kicking is over with. The principal says, I already heard what happened in the library, you're not in any trouble but I will need to speak to your parents. A short time passes until my mom comes into the school office and sees me. I'm a little beat up, holding a napkin to my face trying to stop a bleeding lip. She walks into the principal's office, slams the door and all I hear is a pure furry of words which were never spoken by her church lips before or since. She walks out, grabs my hand and says come on, we're going home. 

My dad comes home just in time for dinner, we sit down at the table and he says, so you had a fight today huh kiddo. I told him what happened, the entire story. He puts his hand on my face and notices my lip, then looks at my mom and says you're right, he's not going back there. Not having a clue, my father already enrolled me into a science and math academy, and said you will never go back to that school again. Relieved, but I will never forget what Christian did to me, never. 
 

Part 2

Friday December 19th 1997 (winter break)

I was home for the holidays from my job at Time Warner Cable, being a city boy now, it's nice to come back to the island for some home cooking and family time. Anyway two of my friends invited me to join them at this record release party being hosted by WDRE's Malibu Sue at the Dublin Pub, a few towns away. I'm assured it'll be a blast. I tell them I might meet up with a guy, so maybe later. Anyway the guy I planned to meet up with flakes out so I call Arthur, he says he and his boyfriend Harry met this hot jock boy named Christian and some fun was about to be had. So I head over, boy this place is jumping tonight, parking is tough. I walk in and see the boys and him, no fucking way it's him. I text Arthur and ask, is that the boy you were talking about. He replies yeah, why? I say, don't mention me at all, but get him good and drunk. I owe him some payback. He replies with a 😁. 

After a little while I notice they're all talking and hitting the bar pretty hard, but hey my guys are Irish so it's all good. After a few more rounds of shots, Christian was definitely ready to be more honest about his desires. You could almost smell the lust on him as his eyes kept scanning the two up and down with a growing hunger. So Arthur said hey, it's getting a little stuffy in here, you wanna get some fresh air? Of course Christian was thinking along similar lines. The three made their way outside and over to the boys Grand Jeep Cherokee parked in the back of the lot. Arthur opened up the tailgate and sat down with his legs spread. He then grabs Christians ass while pulling him in for a kiss, the boy is all too happy to go along with this. The two start to make out with Harry joining in the petting and kissing. Harry begins to unzip Arthur's pants and pulls out his boyfriend's 7.5x5 cock, then grabs Christians left hand and places it on Arthur's fuck-stick. Christians eyes open wider and the frenzy of excitement grows. Arthur stops kissing and says go ahead, he won't mind. Just as he goes down on Arthur. Harry pulls his 7x6 uncut cock out, smacking Christians left cheek while sliding his finger under his pants to that sweet jock hole. Harry could feel the warmth and now knows this boy is HUNGRY. Harry looks over at his boyfriend and gives him a filthy grin. 

Overwhelmed with sensations Christian switches cocks to enjoy the bounty offered. Arthur whispers, do you like to get fucked boy, hearing only a uh-huh from his stuffed mouth; good, as he unbuttoned Christians pants. Harry takes his cock out of his mouth and puts the boys face back on Arthur's fuck-stick. Harry moves to Christian's rear and then pulls his pants down, kicks his legs apart, then gets on his knees and begins to eat his hole out. A slight gasp and then the whimpers begin to roll from his cock stuff mouth, all while being slightly guided to go up and down on Arthur's shaft. After a little while Arthur asks the boy, you want my boyfriend's cock, again a solid reply of uh-huh. Harry gets up and slaps his cock on his hole while delivering a healthy amount of spit and says "you want it boy, then back that ass on it". Slowly self impaling himself enjoying every inch on offer, all while gaging on the larger fuck-stick lodged in his throat. Harry then grabs the boys ass on the sides and takes control. The boy begins moaning uncontrollably. He  starts to mumble; fuck me, fuck me harder. The couple is getting more excited by this boy's hunger. They eagerly start using his holes as a self serve cock service station and this is where i make my entrance. 

I slowly walk up unzipping my pants grabbing at my 8.5x6.5 cut cock, watching the two as if each stroke of my cock was a clap to their performance. A few moments later Harry busts his nut inside of him by grunting and doing his final thrust digging inside to make sure his seed was properly implanted. Harry looks at me and says "your turn bro". Christian so enveloped in being a spit roasted fuck slut didn't even realize he's been bred, nor that anyone else was there. Once I put my cock in him he knows this isn't Harry anymore and he doesn't seem to care either, he's too hungry. I take Christian's right hand and use his forearm as a handle for a proper mounting. I slowly push my beer-can cock inside of him, feeling the warmth of his hole and the slurry of Harry's cum and spit. Slowly each bit fills and stretches him offering a challenge of pleasure and pain in ways he never realized possible. His moaning tells me he's never had a cock like mine before. As I start to breach his second ring he tries to lift his head off Arthur's cock but is quickly forced back down on it and then given a gentle slap and told to finish what you've started. I put all 8.5 inches in him hearing a deep and deafening moan. My friends made the same sound for me many times before which only made them hornier knowing his pleasure. I began slow at first then incrementally picking up the pace of the rhythm until I was at a house music beat. His moans quickly became uncontrollable cries, but I couldn't care less, I was here to take my piece out of this faggot. A small crowd begins to form around us looking on in shock and amusement. Arthur grabs the boy's head pushing it all the way down his shaft making him choke flem as he blows his load down his gagging throat. Leaving his cock in there to make sure every drop is properly delivered. Arthur says good boy, then releases the boy's head which makes his moans louder without the cock gag.

Drooling flem and cum, he says fuck me, fuck me, fuck my hole out sir, i slap his ass with my left hand repeatedly and say "you love this dick faggot?" He replies my hole is yours sir, just keep fuuuucking meeeeeeee. With his left hand on Arthur's thighs, his head off to the side he murmurs out I love your cock sir, I love your cock sir, fuuuuuck meeeee iiiiii'm gonnaaa cummmm. Christian blows his load all over the trailer hitch, but I'm not finished yet. I keep my action going strong, mercilessly pounding him as his moans of pleasure quickly become yelps of pain until my final push releasing myself inside of him. Keeping my cock firmly inside of him saying take my load faggot. His legs shake uncontrollably otherwise restrained until every drop is drained from my balls, completing my insemination. Then I released his forearm and say, you loved that dick didn't you Christian Baddula of 23 Pond road Ronkakama NY, 11779.

He looks back at me completely depleted from being fucked out and of bewilderment. I say you don't remember me, do you (as I zip up). Remember that kid you beat up in the third grade, he just fucked your jock ass stupid in front of all of these people. Now who's the faggot as I spit in his face and throw him to the ground. Mr tough guy huh, I tuck my shirt in and walk back inside the bar for another drink. My friends laughing at what I had just done; they close the tailgate and join me back inside. The crowd starts to dissipate leaving him there on the ground with his pants around his ankles, his mouth and ass leaking our cum and a new pain that he secretly loves. 

Christian now humiliated, vulnerable, and properly violated. Barely able to move, inches his cum and mud drenched pants back on and stumbles into the bar. He sees us standing at one of the side tables kicking back some beers like warriors celebrating after a glorious battle. He looks right at me and says, I'm so sorry for what I did to you back then, I was a real jerk. He drops to his knees, looks right into my eyes and says I will do anything to be your bitch sir. Looking pathetic and desperate for my approval, he grabs my thighs with both hands and with a half breath says....please. With a stern face I motion for him to get up and tell him to get us some beers. All too happy to obey like a faithful servant, he walks over to the bartender. You can see the filth all over him. He couldn't care less, for he found something he didn't know was possible and definitely knew he needed in his life.

[pupHawaii]

23 minutes ago, verbalBTTM said:

This is my first attempt at writing a story here, please feel free to offer suggestions / criticisms. Also I will be posting a link to an audio version of this story. Special thanks to @pupHawaii for posting a pic that inspired me to create this story, I hope you enjoy.

Part 1 of 4

I did enjoy it - thanks!   I think I know what picture you're talking about - but just to be sure - which one? 

 

 

[verbalBTTM]

2 minutes ago, pupHawaii said:

 

I'll be posting it as soon as the combined audio file is uploaded. It's the one of a jock boy with cum on his face

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Part 3

1:09 am, enter the Sandman (Danny Colencheck)

Danny walks in late as always, but ready to catch up. He saunters over to our table as if he has rhythm. (🎵 Depeche Mode - World in my eyes🎵 plays in the background) Christian brings us four beers and I give his to Danny and say you should get one for yourself faggot, we like our bitches intoxicated. Offering no resistance he goes back to the bar. We fill Danny in about this boy, he laughs and says after all these years, you got him huh. When Christian comes back, I say be a good faggot and comfort this man's cock. Eager to show his worth he puts his hand down Danny's pants msssaging his member. God this boy will do anything I tell him, we're going to have some fun tonight. The four of us using our Jedi like telepathy secretly communicate what the rest of the night will be. With a nod from me, Arthur says let's go back to my place, we pound the round and head out.

Arthur's place is a small 2 bedroom post war bungalow typical of Long Island, Harry fetches us some drinks while Arthur opens up the goodie chest after flipping a switch. A galaxy of gear and toys is revealed, he throws me a collar. I stand up and tell Christian to come over, I tell him if you want to be my bitch then neal before me, and receive this collar; now repeat after me or leave. "I Christian Baddula fully offer myself to you without hesitation, reservation or limit for your personal use and or entertainment. I will obey every command from you without refusal until you release me of my pledge of obligation. I am now yours to do with as you see fit." The collar is snuggly shackled around his neck and locked. Giving a slight restriction of breath as to be a constant reminder of his place in this world.

2:01 am (His first command)

Arthur puts on some music, and switches the lighting to red. I say, hey faggot go next to the window and slowly strip down to nothing. A tad nervous he complies offering a little show to us and the neighbors. Good boy, now show us how you like to work out, start off with some jumping jacks. Watching him in the living room in a red silhouette jumping up and down with his cock flapping about you could tell he was totally turned on. The demands continued for a while until I order him to stand by the coffee table. Arthur grabs a padded mat from the chest and rolls it on the coffee table transforming it into a padded fuck bench. I order the boy to lay down as Danny shackles him to the legs of the table. The boy asks do you guys have condoms, BITCH the three of us already bred you in a parking lot and now you want us to use condoms. Shut the fuck up. The tempo of the music increases as Danny feels the jocks cunt and remarks, they fucked you good boy, didn't they. As I place a bottle of poppers to the boys nostrils he inhales and says yes sir. I say open your mouth faggot, as I grab his hair and use it as a handle to take proper control, he complies and starts to gag as I push my cock down his throat for my enjoyment 

Gagging and starting to asphyxiate, his ability to control his body diminishes with each passing moment, now he was ready for us. Again Harry starts us off and you could tell his cock was Christian's maximum comfort level, his ass already busted open from before, now offers zero resistance. The noises of moans and gargling gags overpowering the stereo volume excites us all. Arthur says let me have a piece of that ass, Harry gives way and comes to the front end as I pull off for a drink and Harry forces his cock to be cleaned off. With the couple taking advantage of this boy, Danny and I start to talk about his school bully. How we should put the two of them together, going ass to ass for our amusement as we enjoy another beer.

Harry starts slapping the boy's face as he feeds him more poppers, asking how much do you love my boyfriend's cock? The boy is incoherent with his eyes rolled back and dripping with sweat, mumbles out his whimpers, I love his cock fucking my hole sir, broken up with each thrust from Arthur. The smell of sweat and poppers fills the room bringing out or inner pigs which intoxicates us even further. Arthur says you want my load boy, no answer, so i slap his face and say answer him boy. Yeeeeesssss sir, ku...ku..ku...ku cum in my ass sir. With that sound of surrender Arthur pummels the boys hole one last time as we all hear him go ugghhhhhhhh fuck yeaaaaah boy. Arthur stays in a moment while receiving a kiss from Harry as he walks back taking his boyfriend's place inserting himself into an even wetter and more open of a hole. Harry mounts the boy again as I take over on popper duty, keeping his brain sufficiently fried.

I tell the boy, what do you say to Harry, (he replies) thank you sir, I love your cock sir, please please use me. I love being a slut for you guys, all of you can fuck me wheneeeeeeever you wa..a...a..ant. I slap him again and say good boy, keep telling us what you want or you don't get it. I slap my flaccid member on his face and command him, get me hard boy. His tung desperately searching for another taste he starts to slather my shaft with his fag slobber exciting me back to glory. I mount his throat again and continue his stretching. Harry's left leg begins to twitch as he sputters himself inside the boys hole, then giving his final thrust completing his breeding. Exhausted and sweaty, Harry retreats to the couch and cracks open another beer with Arthur. I now take my place at the boys hind quarter and successfully mount him again. He squeals as before, challenged by my thickness to be followed by my length, Danny feeds him more poppers without stopping until I'm fully inserted. I grab his sides digging in to make handles for myself and begin my thrusting. I know he can't handle me and I couldn't care less. We brought him here for our amusement not his pleasure. Again my thrusts match the beat of the music as does his yelping moans. Now Danny slaps his meat on the boy's face, the plumpest of us all. Danny shoves his cock in this faggots poppered up face, he chokes instantly which is music to Danny's ears. I say, What you forgot how to suck dick faggot, do as you're fucking told then I slap his ass again. Danny with his large hands forces the boys jaw open enough to give him the stretching he's going to get. Harry like a faithful sergeant grabs the poppers forcing the boy to breathe through his free nostril. With his hole being ripped apart by me, a head full of poppers and a asphyxiating throat fucking, his sounds become unrecognizable as human. Harry giggling says the boys eyes are twitching along with the rest of his body. Completely turned on by sexually abusing this former bully of mine I blow my load balls deep inside of him saying take my load Mr. Tough guy. Danny smiles at me and says time for me to finish this pussy boy off. 

Christian begs for a break, Danny replies with a shit-eating grin, coming right up boy, then slaps his ass hard. Slowly opening Christian's hole with his meat plow, each little bit seems to have reawakened him to an even louder yelp of pleasurable pain. You see, Danny is a very special top, for starters his cock 9.5x7.5 cut, but it telescopes like a traffic cone and a base that leaves you feeling like a victim. 

He loves entering eternally slow then gradually back out. Then he’d just slam it back in and just keep going like some steam piston engine. Relentless and unforgiving, a dicking from him will make any man humble, which is why he went last. For God's sake, you better breathe in those poppers boy.

Sitting on the couch were watching the deliberate demolition of this boy's mind body and soul. His flesh surrendered to us back in the parking lot, and now comes the pillaging which would make any Viking gasp. His cries for mercy have already given out to some involuntary sounds some animal might make after being hit by a car.

Danny is taking his sweet ass time ripping this boy's ass apart. His squeals of constant changing tones, I know these sounds all to well as I let him fuck me whenever he wants. His cock and fucking style is the reason poppers were invented. Trust me on this, he will give you an anal induced orgasm every time. Finally Danny gives the boy his crescendo, a sputtering cock releasing his glory inside of the now permanently stretched out fuckhole. 

Christian's ability to grab the coffee table legs gave out long ago. Now at the culmination of the four of our efforts you see what once was a young man who is now an incoherent drooling, panting mess that can't move unaided. His ass has so many individual hand prints no detective could piece the order of events in any resemblance of a time line. Both holes looked like the end result of a Groupon offer for the village whore. At the end of everything the boy could be a confusing episode of SVU all to himself.

6:17 am

We release the boy from the coffee table and we aide him onto the lazy boy recliner. With his collar still locked you see the purest look of exhaustion ever witnessed by man. drenched in sweat, slobber and cum he is a very happy boy. Harry says dam boy, how many times did you cum, the boy replies still short of breath, I lost count after the fourth time sir. The puddle of cum where his dick laid is the unrefuted evidence of a job well done. Arthur taking a taste with his fingers says hmmm, tastes like faggot to me. The boy passes out reclining in the chair and the four of us clean things up, we then head to the master bedroom and pass out together.

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11:23 am
The next morning as we start to wake up, Danny rolls up a joint and passes it to Christian and says this is for you boy. I flick on the TV and put in a video cassette tape, and hit play. The video starts up with Arthur opening up the chest of fun and the look of horror falls on Christians face. Knowing he can't say or do anything, he sits in disbelief watching how he was used all night long; and it's all on tape. I look down at him and say with a smirk, you think that's the only copy? As I take his collar off.

So we get dressed and head to the Holbrook diner to get some much needed coffee. Once there I tell him to follow me to the bathroom. I sit him down in the handicap stall and I skullfuck him until I blow my load on his face. Then I put this gag hat on him and snap a pic, a keepsake boy. 

After breakfast, before we part ways, I remind him that he is still my bitch and that we'll be seeing him again. Maybe we'll order a pizza from your shop sometime, yeah I know where you work boy. I walk to my car with a sense of accomplishment leaving him at the diners entrance. As I begin to drive off I see the look of befuddlement on his face.

The circle is now complete and after one night, Christian's life as my bitch has only just begun

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Here's a link for the audio version of my story, if you have any issues please let me know

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