Message-ID: <18975eli$9901220346@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: cheqrosk01@aol.com (Cheqrosk01) Subject: RP: My Brother, My Master part 4of7 (yng, mc, nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990109143315.03821.00004891@ng-cg1.aol.com> WARNING: Explicit sexual material below; do not read if it's illegal for you to view adult content where you live. The following is a work of fiction; any similarities between actual persons and/or events is entirely coincidental. And finally, the author does not condone the acts portrayed in this story. As a work of fantasy, it may be interesting to read, but if he were to find it in a newspaper he would be sickened and appalled. ** Author's Note: Full permission is granted for this story to be distributed, as long as the text is unmodified, the above warning remains, and my e-mail address (Cheqrosk01@aol.com) appears somewhere in the document. ** (young, non-consensual, mind control, drugs, mm/f, f/f) My Brother, My Master Part Four: Intensity by S. Bockman My brother was waiting for me when I got done with my shower. "Carol is here," he said. "Solo alpha beta." Once again everything that had happened after I had drank the Swinefen was forgotten to me. All I could remember was talking with Steve for awhile before going to take a shower. I felt sore though, and that puzzled me. I figured I must have been masturbating too much lately, but that didn't really explain it. I felt like someone had shoved a huge dildo up inside me and left it there for hours. I went downstairs to find Carol sitting at the table, leafing through a magazine. She smiled when she saw me, and I smiled back. "Hey!" she greeted me. "I just got here a few moments ago. Have a nice shower?" "I guess so," I said. It was strange... I couldn't really think straight as I looked at her. I was filled with desire, lust for my best friend. She was wearing a short black skirt and a button-up white shirt with the top few buttons undone. A name tag over her left breast reminded me she had just gotten off of work. She was the most delicious looking thing I had ever seen. "So," I stammered, trying to remain casual. I sat down to avoid her noticing my trembling body... I was trembling in anticipation as I thought of what I might be able to get from her tonight. "How was work?" "Shitty," she frowned. "I hate it there. All the waiters are a bunch of perverts, and the cooks are no worse. I must have gotten my ass grabbed five separate times tonight. How was Chris'?" I smiled inwardly as I remembered what I had done with her boyfriend. "It was... fine. We all got stoned and played pool. Nothing big." She sighed. "Ah, I could really use a joint right now. Is that ours?" she asked, indicating the fifth of rum sitting on the counter. "Yeah, Steve got it for us. I guess there's some store that sells to him or something. Wanna drink?" I stood up and walked over to the cubbard to get out some glasses. "Sure, do you have any coke or anything?" I mixed her up a very strong rum and coke, but was careful to leave mine weak. She didn't notice, however, and she drank it down greedily. "Mm, this is good. When was the last time we got drunk together?" "Dan's party?" I offered. She smiled. "Oh yeah, I remember now! I ended up naked that night." "You always end up naked when you get hammered," I laughed. "Not really! Anyway, I think your brother might have seen me that night. Everyone else did..." I shrugged my shoulders. "Hey, let's go up to my room so we can listen to music." "Okay," she replied. We took the rum and a two-liter of Coca-Cola with us up to my room. She laid down on my bed, propped up by my pillows as she continued to drink. "So, you were going to tell me about you and Rich, remember?" she smiled. I grinned. "Yeah, I know. But there's nothing really to tell... he got here early to apologize for our last date." "Mm hm. And did you accept his apology?" Her pink lips were formed in a beautiful smile as her wide brown eyes stared at me. She was so cute, so hot, actually. I could feel my sore pussy growing damp just looking at her. "Uh, yeah. We made out a little, is all. We didn't fuck!" I said, knowing what she was implying. "Humph," she muttered as she began to pour herself another drink. I noticed with pleasure she was making it strong. "I didn't think you would. I was just wondering." A few moments later she got up. "I gotta go to the bathroom," she said. She wobbled a little as she made her way to the door. I smiled, knowing she was already kind of drunk. As soon as my bedroom door closed I stood up and walked to my closet. In a daze I opened it and saw my brother's camera set up. He had cut a hole in the closet door behind the mirror that hung on it, and I knew right away it was a two-way mirror of some kind. I turned the camera on then closed the door. Carol wouldn't be back for another minute, so I used the time to pour some more rum into her drink. Then I filled my glass up with coke and added just enough rum for it to smell, and I sat back on the bed and waited. She finally returned, and we continued joking. Sublime, her favorite band, was playing on my stereo loudly as we laughed and teased each other and she grew drunker. About twenty minutes later I knew it was time. She had gone through four very strong drinks by now, and she was completely off her guard. Without thinking I said, "Carol, you are so beautiful!" She smiled. "Thanks, so are you!" She didn't seem to wonder why I had said that. She just continued drinking and giggling. When I placed my hand on her thigh, she didn't show any sign of resistance, either. I took that as a good sign. "Oh," she groaned. "I'm pretty fucking drunk, honey!" She smiled at me and suddenly hugged me. My pussy was sopping wet now as I felt my breasts mashed against hers as we embraced. I took off my shirt, then. "Like my bra?" I asked her. It was a simple bra, an old one, actually. It was the only decent excuse I could think off for taking off my shirt, though. "Yeah, it's nice! Where'd you get it!" she exclaimed in drunken excitement. "Sears, I think," I replied. "Are you wearing one?" She laughed. "Of course, wanna see?" She unbuttoned her blouse and opened it up, revealing her beautiful pair of breasts covered by a lacy black bra. I had to stop myself from reaching out to touch them, they were so tempting. We sat like that for awhile, each of us revealing her breasts to the other, although we retained our underwear. When I finally realized things wouldn't go any further unless I made the move, I said, "Hey, wanna see my tits?" I didn't know what else to say, but knew that the worst thing that could happen was her thinking I was joking. She didn't. "Yeah!" she exclaimed. "Let me see!" I unstrapped my bra and let it fall off to the bed, and her eyes widened as she looked at my breasts. I smiled at her, growing hornier now by the second. "Wow," she whispered. "They're so nice! Perky, and firm... mind if I..." Suddenly I felt her fingers running over them, and I closed my eyes in pleasure. "Mmm," I whimpered aloud. "That feels nice..." She stopped moving her fingers and stared at me. Our eyes locked for a long moment, but when her fingers didn't move away I knew I was getting somewhere. Without asking I slid my hands down her back and unhooked her bra, too. She took it off then returned her hands to my breasts, massaging them now very gently. The feeling of her cool soft hands running over my tit orbs felt wonderful, but I knew I had to participate too, or risk shutting her down. So I reached out and did the same to hers. They weren't as big as mine but they were sizeable, and very cute. The pink little nipples that capped them were erect and obviously as sensitive as mine, for when I pinched them lightly with my thumb and forefinger she sighed aloud in pleasure. Slowly I pressed her backwards so that she was lying on the bed. My hands remained on her tits, moving slowly over them, massaging her nipples and delighting at the sound of her heavy breathing. She was looking directly into my eyes. Our faces were so close our noses nearly touched, and when her eyes closed I could feel her breath on my lips as she turned her head slightly. Our lips were now touching, very faintly. Her breath on mine excited me and made me want more, but I was patient. This wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it'd be, I thought. Then without warning I gently pressed my lips firmly against hers, and we kissed. We stayed like that for what seemed like forever, my lips pressed against her, my hands massaging her titties. She took the initiative now and parted her lips, prompting me to slide my tongue into her hot little mouth. It felt wonderful as we lay there kissing, making out like that. Our actions grew more heated as the minutes ticked past. Her hands were running up and down my back now, pulling me tightly against her. Her legs were parted and I lay between them, my crotch pressed against hers. I could hear her moaning while we kissed, which turned me on all the more. I broke away from our embrace and started kissing down her neck. She really liked that. She began to squirm and moan as I slowly made my way past the nape of her neck to her collar bone. I followed that to her throat, which is where I began my descent to her breasts. Soon I was licking her left nipple, gently biting on it once in awhile, as my left hand worked on her right breast. She was really breathing hard now, occasionally moaning in pleasure. When I stopped licking her nipple I thought she would cry in disappointment, but when she saw where I was going instead she relaxed. I kissed her down past her belly, down to her waistline. With a gentle tug I pulled her little miniskirt down past her knees, and I placed my right finger over her panties right where I knew her clit would be. I pressed down and a gasp of joy escaped her lips. Without hesitating any longer I decided to take my prize. I pulled her underwear down and off, and was greeted by her neatly trimmed light brown furry patch soaked in her girl-juice. I smiled as I stuck my long pink tongue out and gently ran in across her pubic hair. She was squirming in passion now as she realized what I was going to do. I led my tongue down between her legs, which she spread wide for me, and saw her pussy right up close. It was beautiful. Pink and moist and inviting... and all mind. I dived in. She was moaning loudly now in pleasure, and it was all I could to do to keep her still as I did my work. I ran my tongue over her slit, tasting her cum and enjoying it with every fiber of my being. Next I used my two index fingers to spread her pussy lips wide so that I could concentrate where it counted. I lapped up her cum right from her little hole as she cried and cried in pleasure above me. Then I saw her clit, which I licked next, sending her into a fit of screams and moans followed by a wave of panting. I continued to eat her out for about five minutes. It got wetter and wetter down there as my saliva mixed with her cum. Finally, after I heard her cum once more, her hands were on my head and she gently pulled me back up. I knew she was spent. I lay down next to her and we kissed. She seemed aroused at the taste of herself on my lips, because she suddenly jumped on top of me and kissed me even harder. Her hands found my tits and she pulled on them and squeezed them, and I whimpered in pleasure while I hoped she would do more. Soon she began kissing me as I had her, down my neck, to my breasts. She was really good at it, but a girl would be I figured. As she sucked on my right nipple her hand came down and unzipped my pants. I helped her pull them down, along with my underwear, so that we were both now completely naked. Her hand began massaging my pussy as she gently bit my left nipple. I moaned in pleasure. Next she inserted her finger inside of me, sending my body into a shiver of orgasmic pleasure. But she wasn't done yet. I didn't feel her anymore, and didn't know where she was because I had closed my eyes. I decided I liked that, no knowing I mean. So I lay there trembling and panting, waiting for her next move. It shocked me when it came. I suddenly felt her tongue pressed against my pussy, right up into my tight little hole. I cried out it pleasure so loud I could have waked the neighbors. She was eating me furiously, licking and slurping and even biting gently once in awhile. She had to use her hands to keep my legs from tightening around her head, which also excited me. Finally, after I had cum a couple more times, I realized I was done. I put my hands on her head and pulled her up to me, her tits dragging over mine as she readied for a kiss. And kiss we did, a long passionate one, our saliva and cum-juices mixing together as we tasted each other and reveled in the sensation. We didn't speak a word the rest of the night, but fell asleep in each other's arms right there in my bed, naked, and together. ****** When I awoke the next morning to a killer headache, Carol was gone. No note or anything, just an empty bed and no sign of her anywhere. Memories of the previous night's events came back to me in a rush, and I groaned at the realization at what I had done. But then I thought: I had liked it! I smiled to myself, happy that I was not experiencing any feelings of regret or guilt. I walked down the hall to the bathroom and took a shower, growing horny once again as I did, but happy as hell. I felt really damned good. When I went downstairs Steve was waiting for me at the kitchen table. "Good morning, sis," he smiled. "Sleep well?" He couldn't possibly know what Carol and I did last night, I thought. Trying to play it cool, I said, "Yeah, you know. Got drunk and passed out, pretty much. You?" "Very well," he replied, standing up. He was holding a green bottle in his hand and he offered it to me. "Drink some." I did as I was told, of course. After swallowing a mouthful of the Swinefen I experienced total recall again, and was even happier than I had been before. "I did it!" I said to my big brother with a huge grin on my face. "I know, I got the tape out this morning. You two look really good on it," he said. I felt incredibly proud at pleasing my brother. I no longer felt like I was being used or controlled. On the contrary, I felt like I was being helped, being given brotherly advice from someone who knew more than I. I smiled my cutsie-pie smile, and asked, "What are you going to do with the video?" "Keep it," he replied. "Maybe make some copies and sell them. You'd like that, wouldn't you, if other people got to see what you and Carol did last night?" "Oh yes!" I cried out happily. "I would! So, what happens next?" "Well," he said, "you continue to be your hot and horny little self. Tomorrow you have school, and mom and dad get home, so our sessions are going to be shorter until they leave again... I think that's Friday, or Saturday, I'm not sure." I frowned. "Oh, can't we fuck again before then, brother? Please?" He smiled. "Maybe tonight. I have some friends coming over, maybe you could give us all a good fuck. Would you like that?" I grinned in reply. "Good," he said. "Now, I have an assignment for you I think you'll like. You know Cecelia?" "Yeah, isn't she your ex-girlfriend's little sister?" I asked. "That's right," he said. "Cecelia is only fourteen, as you know. But she's hot as hell, and I think you'd like her. I want you to try to hang out with her later. She usually goes running in the afternoon... you'll see her go by. Try to stop and talk with her, if you can." "Okay, sure," I said. "But why? What do you want me to do?" "Just talk with her," he said. "You're older than her and you can drive. She's a preppie little girl who thinks she's all popular and shit... she'd love to make friends with someone like you. So make friends with her, maybe get a time the two of you can hang out this week. That's all." "Okay," I said. Then I smiled. "Sure you don't want a blowjob or something?" I placed my hand on my brother's thigh and smiled at him. He shook his head. "Not right now. I have work to do. Solo alpha beta." I snapped out of it, and forgot our entire conversation. But I knew my mission subconsciously, so I went into the family room which faced the street and waited for the young girl to go by on her daily jog. ****** I didn't know why I wanted to, but when I saw little Cecilia jog by I had the uncontrollable urge to go outside and talk with her. I ran out as she neared the house and admired her looks. She had full pink lips beautifully carved into her innocent looking face. Her eyes were a sleepy blue, which were open wide now as she jogged in the early summer's blazing sun. Sweat soaked her blond streaked hair that went down past her unusually large (for a fourteen year old) breasts. She was wearing an apparently expensive jogging shirt with some designer label embalmed over her left breast... of course, that was just like her. She always wore such clothes... in style, brand new, expensive as hell designer clothes were her trademark. Steve had dated her older sister, Christen, a year ago before she went away to college. Although I myself lived in a nice neighborhood (our house had three bedrooms), Cecilia's house was the equivalent of Better Homes and Gardens. Just like her: fancy, trendy, and expensive. She noticed me watching her as she passed on by and nodded an acknowledgment, before I finally called out, "Cecilia! Wait!" She stopped running and turned around to face me. She had a look of curiosity on her face. Obviously she was wondering why I was stopping her... we hardly knew each other, after all. "Yes?" she said in her young valley-girl voice. I walked over to her and noticed she was panting hard. She had probably been running for quite awhile, but the exercise was worth it, I thought. She seemed a lot more developed since the last time I had seen her about six months before. Although she retained some of her baby fat still, her breasts had grown considerably and her body was beginning to fill out nicely. Struggling for a conversation opener I finally asked, "Why you running?" She smiled. "Oh, you know, cheerleader try-outs are only a couple months away? And like, me and my friend Sarah are trying to join, you know? Were you ever a cheerleader?" "No," I admitted. Fact was, I had never seen the appeal, but I didn't mention that. "How's your sister?" "She's doing good, you know, I guess she's like doing GREAT at college. How's your brother?" she asked. It was hard to concentrate, I was growing so horny. I didn't know what I wanted from her, but her little girl smell mingled with the sweat from her run and what seemed to be a perfume of some kind completely engulfed me. Attempting to remain casual I continued chatting. "He's good, he's good. So, you're into cheerleading?" "Yeah!" she said matter-of-factly. "This fall I'll be in high school, you know? And then I can try out for the team." "Ah," I said. "Well, good luck!" I didn't know what else to say, but before she could respond I suddenly blurted out, "Hey, do you wanna hang out sometime?" Hey eyes widened and she smiled, a very sexy, innocent thing to see. "Yeah!" she said. "That'd be cool! Do you, like, have a car or something?" "Yeah," I replied. "I do. How about tomorrow night?" "Sure, that'd be totally cool! Here, can you remember my number?" she asked. I assured her I could so she gave it to me, and I committed it to memory before saying good-bye and returning to the house. I didn't know exactly what I was getting myself into or why I was doing it at all, but suddenly the thought of hanging out with this young little ball of sexuality excited me more than anything. ****** I returned home and planted myself in front of the television set for the remainder of the afternoon. At one point Rich called me to see what I was doing, but he had to go to work so all we did was talk. Carol never called, and I didn't call her. I felt like I'd rather leave things be for the meantime... Steve returned home in the early evening with a pizza. We ate it together before he offered me the green bottle again, which I drank from and, accordingly, experienced total recall. "So, did you talk with Cecilia today?" he asked. "Yeah, I did. Man, she is hot! You were right! Really young, of course, but her appeal is unquestionable!" I explained to him. "Yeah, I know," he said. "How did she look?" "Really good! She's got the cutest plump little ass... she was wearing jean shorts and they barely covered her ass cheeks. It really got me hot! So, what do you have in mind for her?" I asked. "Not too much... you'll be there, don't worry. So, when are you two hanging out?" "Tomorrow night," I explained. "Perfect," he said. "Okay, tomorrow morning I'll fill you in on the details. As for now, Dan and Jon are on their way over as we speak. I'm going to show them the tape of you and Carol from last night. I want you to watch it with us, okay?" I paused. "Um... is that a good idea?" I asked. "Yes, it is. You like that idea, trust me. And by the end of the night you'll get all the fucking your hot little ass desires, okay?" I smiled. "Great!" I exclaimed. "I'm going to keep you under the effects of the Swinefen for the remainder of the night, just to make things easy. But for now I just want you to know that you want Dan and Jon more than anything... the sight of them makes you horny as hell. You'll flirt with them, tease them, etc. Got it?" "Yeah," I agreed. "Got it!" "Alright then. Go get dressed in something tight and sexy, then meet me in the living room," he commanded. "Yes," I said. I went upstairs to my room, whistling all the way. I was so excited! I was going to get so much cock tonight, I wouldn't be able to stand it! I threw on my fanciest bra and panties, then a short dress-slip I wore only on special occasions. It was lavender colored and ended just past my butt. Truth is, it was too short for me. If I bent over even the tiniest bit anyone standing behind me could see straight up it. As I looked myself in the mirror, I spun around and admired my body. Curvy, sexy, beautiful. I winked at myself at walked out of my room. Standing in the hallway an idea struck me. Without any hesitation I pulled off my panties and threw them back into my bedroom before descending the stairway to the foyer. When I reached the living room I was greeted by the sight of Dan and Jon sitting on the sofa. The sight of them froze me in my tracts. Both had been on the football team in high school, and still had their muscular bodies to prove it. Jon's hair was short and curly blond, while Dan, the bigger of the two, had a buzz cut. Both seemed so sexy to me, I could feel my pussy dampening just looking at them. "H–hi," I stammered, smiling nervously. "Hey," they replied in unison. Jon turned to Steve, who was sitting in the recliner. "She gonna watch this movie with us?" "Yeah, she wants to," my brother replied. I finally noticed that all of them were drinking beer, and Steve offered me one as I passed him on my way to the couch. "Thanks," I said. I looked at the sofa and the two big guys sitting upon it. Jon was sitting at the far left and Dan at the far right. I sat down in the middle and smiled at them both. They didn't seem to even notice me. "We're not gonna watch that damned Star Trek movie, are we?" Dan asked suddenly. I realized then that they didn't know what was on this video. I smiled at that. "Just wait, man," Steve replied annoyingly. With a flash the TV turned on and I saw myself in black and white walking away from the camera to my bed. This got Jon and Dan's interest. They both leaned forward as they watched me drink my drink from the night before. It was like a hidden video, they knew it, and they were suddenly anxious to see what would happen in it. When Carol entered the room on the screen Jon said aloud, "What the hell?" Steve only smiled and said, "Watch!" They did, and I watched them. They noticed me now, that's for sure. Both of them kept glancing over at me as they saw me begin to make out with Carol on the tape. I smiled sweetly at each of them when they did, and before the tape was over I had placed a hand on each guys' upper thigh. They didn't mind. Steve stopped the tape when the lights went out in my bedroom on the screen. The room was completely silent. I ran my hands up both their thighs as I sat between them, to their crotches, and felt their cocks pressing against their pants. "What did you think, guys?" I breathed heatedly. Both of them turned to face me. "That was... that was..." Dan stammered, but could not finish. "I'm going to go out and have a smoke," Steve suddenly said. "I'll be back in a moment." I smiled, realizing what he wanted me to do, and eager to do just that. I kept my hands on each of their cocks as I said, "So, guys, did you like that? Hmm?" Jon finally spoke. "Yeah," he said. "It was... nice." I felt his hand on my thigh now and I shivered in delight. "Really nice," said Dan. His hand went on my other thigh. Their hands crept up my thigh to the hem of my skirt, but they stopped there. Disappointed, I took the initiative and began unzipping their pants. It was a tricky thing to do, two at once with one hand each, but I finally managed to free their rock hard cocks and take a hold of them. Both were huge, but Dan's was the larger. Bigger, even, then Steve's had been. I began jerking them off. They slid closer to me at the same time and pressed their hands up under my dress. Dan placed his hand on my pussy first, and gasped in surprise when he realized I wore no panties. Jon went a step farther, and used both his hands to pull my dress completely off. Only my bra was left now, but Dan took care of that. Finally I was completely naked between these hot two guys, my older brother's friends, as my tiny cold little hands gripped and jerked up and down on their raging hard penises. Jon had one hand on my pussy and one on my breast; Dan had one on my breast and the other at the small of my back. I was beginning to moan at this dual manipulation of my body, and I jerked on them harder and faster as I did. Finally I decided I needed more. "Stop," I moaned. They didn't want to, but they complied. I stood up then and got on all fours upon the couch, facing Jon. Smiling, I leaned down and slowly took his cock into my mouth as I waved my ass in Dan's face. It was the perfect sucking size, which is why I had chosen it. He leaned back and began to sigh loudly in pleasure as I worked my small mouth up and down over his penis, running my tongue over it again and again. He placed his hands on my head and guided it up and down in his lap, forcing me to take its entire length down my throat occasionally as I sucked him off. Finally I felt Dan get up behind me. I could feel his cock pressing hesitantly against my cunt from behind as I knelt on all fours sucking off his friend on the couch. I knew he wasn't sure if he was allowed to do this, so I reached back and guided his cock into my pussy. That's all I had to do. He began pressing into me slowly, grunting audibly as he pushed his giant cock deep into my tight little hole. It was all I could do to keep from biting on Jon's dick as I moaned in pleasure. Two cocks at once; one up my cunt and the other shoved down my pussy. It was amazing! Jon's hands tightened suddenly around my head and I knew he was about to cum. Finally I tasted his jism shoot into my mouth, and I swallowed it as quickly as I could although some spilled over and down my cheeks. When he was done ejaculating, I stopped sucking his rapidly shrinking penis so I could enjoy the rutting I was receiving from Dan behind me. Jon stood up and I fell forward as each thrust from Dan shoved another inch of his cockmeat into my poorly abused cunt-box. I screamed in pain and pleasure as I climaxed again and again, each one harder and better than the last. Dan's hands were wrapped around my waist, nearly encircling it, as he pulled me against him as he thrust forward. Finally he was all the way inside me. I felt like organs had been moved to make room for his giant member, and I panted as sweat literally dripped off my brow as I awaited him to return to humping me. Before I was even ready, he did, and I came again at the first thrust of his cock into me. I cried out, sobbing now from the pain, but reveling in the pleasure at the same time. "F–f—fuck me!!!" I cried, over and over again. He complied, slamming into me at a slow, rhythmic motion. Finally he erupted inside of me. I came loudly as his cum filled my pussy, but this orgasm wouldn't end. It just kept on going as he came inside me, past the point of no return. I screamed long and loud, and eventually passed out. END OF PART FOUR ******************* If you enjoyed reading this story, or even if you didn't, I always appreciate feedback! So feel free to write me anytime at CHEQROSK01@AOL.COM. All complements and criticisms are welcome. 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