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to read it. Dedicated to 'm' a joy and
bboy who better stay out of the weight
room
My
Brother's Keeper
By
Cicero
PART
TWO:
Chapter One: Field Of Dreams
It had been three days since I first
'sacked' my brother with a hypnotic zinger
to his control centers. Three fun filled
days of watching my formerly arrogant
tormentor bend over backwards to please me
and, judging from the boner he
sprouted when he did so (courtesy of my
hypnotic command to him), pleasing
himself in the bargain. Should I mention
that for some reason he found that, for
the first time since he sprouted crotch
hairs, he couldn't, unless he knew he
was pleasing me, get a hard-on or let
alone cum during those three days. I
wonder what put that thought in his brain
huh--hehehe. Until now, I doubt
super-stud Sean had ever had a day he had
not gotten his rocks off. I listened
by his bedroom door as he tried every
night, without success, to get ' old
faithful' to gush. The sound of slapping
skin coupled with groans of despair and
frustration was the bomb. By the third day
my ever-ready bunny was suffering a
bad case of blue balls and was ready to
erupt! It was time to move to the next
step in my operation.
"Hey Sean," I said casually on
the third night after he had come home early from
his date. From the look on his face the
guy had just had another incomplete
play! "Bro, you appear upset,
anything wrong?"
He glanced up at me. His handsome face a
study in conflict on whether to tell me
his dilemma. Ah the humiliation he'd
experience would be great. But little did
he suspect it was just his first taste of
that cup.
"No.... its just," he flushed as
he tried to get it out.
"Sean," I said in my most
brotherly tone," trust me bro. Come on I enjoy helping
you." Bingo, the magic words to
Sean's brain. Please me & you get aroused. Sure
enough his helmeted warrior sprung to
life. I gazed at it and noticed Sean
noticing my gaze. He turned scarlet!
"I can't... why now... never.... oh
shit," he moaned pathetically. "Why with a
guy.. shit my own brother too." His
voice drifted off
"Sean," I stated
paternalistically, "I understand bro. Hey you've been under
stress that's all. It's nothing man."
"You think?" he muttered seeking
any excuse to explain his arousal.
"Bro, you just got to believe
man." I replied with a fake knowing tone, " just
stress from the game dude. You are not
popping rods with any other guys are
you?"
"Fuck no way man," he quickly
retorted. "Just you." He slipped it out before he
knew what he was saying. On hearing
himself say it his face went red once more.
"Sean," I sighed as I took his
hand in sympathy. God I was good! "You got
another big game for the weekend. You mind
is stressed so that's why you
...ahem." Sean stared at me drinking
it up like mothers milk. At this point any
explanation made sense to him.
"But why with you?" he asked
miserably.
"Cause with me you know you are safe
bro," I lectured with a smile,
" you know I take care of you so
...no stress...plus delayed reactions to your
date tonight...see."
"Yeah I do," my jock stud toy
nodded. God he was easy.
"Tell you what brother. Let me set
you up with another tape and you'll see
things will return to normal
alright." I suggested
"That would be great," he
gushed, " yeah set me up man." He broke into a grin.
Oh brother hope you remember you did after
all ask to be set up 8 ).
That night I 'set up' my big brother with
another 'specially prepared' porno
tape to watch. The poor hunk thanked me
repeatedly and barely was able to cover
his man meat's arousal until I left the
room. Of course I managed to observe the
'show' from a side window and sure enough
had the fun of seeing my hunk stroke
his cock to an impressive size only to
sink into a trance before he had reached
a climax. I reentered the room. Although
there was probably no need to I reached
down to fondle his cock into arousal. Hey
no need to tinker with success right.
"Sean you hear me," I asked
quietly as I felt his cock grow in my grip. Damn the
power I felt as I wakened my older
brother's manhood.
"Yeth," he muttered. His hard
body wiggled as his rod rose to full glory. He let
out a sexy growl. His hips rose up
slightly as he began to push his dick through
my grip. The horny bastard was fucking my
palm. Shit it was a hot! I could feel
his foreskin slipping through my grasp.
His breathing deepened and his chest
expanded pushing so tight against his
shirt that I could make out his hard
nipples. He was turned on big time Yep;
big brother's brain was ready to receive
my next toss of the game ball.
"Sean, you get off on sex don't
you," I asked sure of the answer.
"Fuck yessss," he hissed as he
began to thrust his pelvis up and down using my
hand like it was some poor girls hole. Sean
in fucking mode was sexy all right.
"Sean, remember you get off even more
when you please me right." I insisted as I
picked up my pump on his cock to help him
out
"Getting off cause you are
pleased," he moaned as his hips drove up from the
chair.
"Remember you are turned on when I'm
pleased with you." I intoned again as I
jerked his cock to a finish.
"Turned on.... So fucking turned
on!" He cried as he thrust up & down faster.
His shirt was drenched in sweat showing
off his tightly defined muscular body
and especially his six-pack.
"Remember, that Sean. You are turned
on when I'm pleased with you." I pumped him
faster.
Sean nodded furiously and then he let out
a strangled cry. At that second he
rammed his hips up and I felt his jis flood
in his cock and then, blow out in a
spray of creamy white.
"FUCK.... PLEASE MY BROTHER...TURN
ON...." Sean roared as he sent forth wave
after wave of his pent up jis. He lay in
the chair. His cock, chest, and pants
soaked in white suds and an angelic smile
on his face. I whispered some
instructions to him then, left him. I
figured he could use the rest. Hey
tomorrow was a big game and my playbook
was set for it!
Chapter Two: What Comes Up
It was an important game. Everyone was
there including me. I rarely went to see
Sean play but hell, you got to support
your man right.
The team came onto the field and when the
crowd saw Sean they erupted in
screams. He was, after all, the golden
boy. I saw him glance into the stands as
he came onto the field trying to find me.
I waved down and gave him a high sign.
A beautiful smile came to his face and an
impressive boner rose in his uniform
tights. You couldn't help noticing that
rise in his athletic cup as it strained
to break through his pants. A few girls in
the cheerleader squad started to
giggle and then a murmur came up from the
crowd. I could see the panic in big
jock bro's eyes as he tried to cover it
with his helmet. He gazed up, our eyes
locked and, I gave him the thumbs up. He swayed
slightly and then dropped the
helmet. Yep he was under as per a
hypnotically induced command I had given him
before he left that morning. He stood
there in front of the home crowd with his
hard-on showing as it pressed against his
uniform pants. He began to rub it as
people squealed in shock or glee .The
coach noticed the buzz going on, Sean
standing there before the crowd
dumbstruck, rubbing his crotch in front of
everyone, and then that boner! He went up
to Sean and started yelling. Getting
no response he grabbed him and shook him.
Sean snapped out of it. Saw his
'mound' and appeared to be babbling in
panic as the coach gestured at him. It
was clear to everyone that the coach was
tearing 'golden boy' a new ass. It was
a red faced Sean that went on the field to
the now mocking crowd!
"Hey Sean what's UP!!" hooted
some guys in the crowd. By now everyone was
laughing. Soon the opposition took up the
cheer!
"What's up Doc? What's up Doc? "
They retorted with that famous line. It was
with some amusement I observed my arrogant
athlete get his first critical
reviews. For the rest of the game two
things were clear. Sean's timing and play
were way off & at various moments
during the game he would, after seeing me give
a high sign, sprout another boner. At last
the coach decided to bench him. Sean
had never had that happen before and it
was a truly demoralized stud that left
the field. I slipped down to meet him in
the tunnel to the lockers just walking
on air. Just before I arrived however Sean
met up with his best friend Brent who
was our school's star soccer, swimmer and
track athlete. Brent had a finely cut
muscled body. At just 6 feet with wavy
black hair, blue eyes, and highly sensual
facial features he was, next to Sean of
course, one fine piece of meat as many
ladies in town could testify. I moved back
to keep out of sight but within
hearing range.
"Sean what the fuck is going
on," Brent yelled. "Fucking up like that on the
field. Sporting hard-ons in front of
everyone."
"I'm...I...," sobbed Sean his
voice cracking .
"Don't go all faggy on me bud."
Brent replied in annoyance at Sean's display of
emotion. "Christ you sound like that
pussy brother of yours now."
At that Sean's head shot up. He grabbed Brent's
shirt. "Don't insult my brother
you bastard." He growled.
"Easy bro, easy okay," Brent
replied coolly. "Listen Sean just get it together
okay.
Sean released his grip and, with his head
down walked back to the lockers. Brent
watched him go shaking his head.
"Damn I think that family has got two pussies
now!" Brent muttered out of Sean's
hearing but not mine. He turned to walk back
into the stands. I stared in anger and
,okay, some lust--hell his butt in those
tight jeans were owwwee!! Yet in someplace
in my brain his name was checked off.
I went to find my demoralized brother.
Time to get him home for some fun. Brent
was a future issue for now!
Chapter Three: Bro It's All In The
Proteins
It was a silent Sean that I drove home
from the game. I let him alone during the
drive to allow him to fully process his
ego's destruction. Benched and laughed
off his field of glory. It was low ebb for
him and the perfect time to put the
final nail in my alpha boy stud. By
tomorrow morning the family's big raging
stallion would be gelded to become my own
passive brood mare.
We walked silently in and Sean went into
his room mumbling something about
changing then going to the basement to
workout. Dad had set up a separate weight
room down there and Sean went there
everyday to keep in shape. At other times he
just went there to 'chill'. I guess
chilling was in order all things considered.
. I set up a tape and then went to his
bedroom door and knocked. "Sean come out
here and talk with me." I said in
mock sympathetic tones. I heard a shuffle and
the door opened. Sean was standing there,
eyes downcast, and he had changed into
his workout sweats. He looked like one of
those gay pix you see in the
magazines. He had on a tight gray cotton
shirt that was two sizes too small
showing off his defined chest, tapered
narrow waist and well cut abs. Sean
always wore these blue satin shorts that
clung to his bubble butt and emphasized
his hefty cock and sack. Pure animal
sexuality and soon to be all mine.
"Sean, come here I said as I opened
my arms to hug him," Am I good or what.
Sean moved forward and I felt his hard
muscled body in my grip. I savored the
sensuality of the contact then released
him and looked into his green eyes.
"Listen dude you had an off day.
You've been tense all week that's all. Fuck em
okay. Just know I'm always pleased with
you!" I insisted as I gently brushed my
fingers through his light blonde hair.
Sean gazed at me in pure adoration and,
since we still touching below the waist, I
was treated to a nice firm hard-on by
my hypno-zonked boy.
"Before you go workout I think you
need to relax with this tape I just got. It's
especially for you as a present and no its
not porno." I chuckled. "Just an
artistic swirl of relaxing colors. I was
told all the big sports stars use it to
clear their minds."
"Really." Sean said in a husky
voice. Poor bro was overcome with emotion as my
consideration 8>).
"Nothing is too good for our golden
boy." I smiled as I swung my arm around his
waist and guided him to his chair. On the
way I casually dropped my hand to his
ass and ran my palm across the hard blue
satin package under it. I felt the
stirring of lust in my own body. Soon.
Very soon. I popped in the tape and left
him to watch it. I had prepared a hypnotic
trance program under images of
complex shifting colors. This time I let
the whole tape play. By its end Sean's
brain would be permanently programmed to
accept my rewiring.
Sean lay in the chair with eyes glazed.
Time to pop open his brain and do some
rewiring I mused.
"Sean," I said quietly.
"You hear me?"
"Yessss," he sighed.
"You are one royal fuck-up huh,"
I queried.
"Yes," my hypno-conked stud
muffin agreed. Today's disaster had only cemented
that belief in his brain. Just, what I had
intended when I set him up for it.
"You need your little brother to get
it right." I suggested
"Need him. Badly...yeah,"
jock-boy acknowledged.
"Sean, " I stated calmly,
"You get turned on by your brother big time don't
you?"
"I get turned on by my
brother...yes," he admitted. Even zapped he blushed at
the admission.
I reached under the waistband of his satin
shorts and began to massage his
basket. The cool feel of the satin on one
side of my hand with the moist hard
ribbed supporter rising against the other
side was intoxicating. My dick
hardened fast! Hang on I mentally sent
word to it. Relief is coming!
"He turns you on huh?" I teased.
"Yesssss," my football hunk
gasped as his crotch thrust up to rub my palm. Sure
enough my muscle god was in fuck mode once
more. His narrow waist bounced up and
down as he tried to screw my palm.
"OOOHHHHFUUUC..." he growled as
his waist moved in rapid piston-like motions in
the chair.
"You want his body in you Sean."
I stated. "You need his body!"
"Want...brother's body." Sean
repeated. In some inner part of his mind a lone
fort of his former psyche held out for a
short while but then the last defenders
of his straightness succumbed to his overwhelming
sexual drive. . He was too
zapped after all these tapes and the
sexual stimulations to fight it now
successfully. The last remnant of that
macho girl-fucking arrogant jock stud was
tackled and gelded. In the ashes would
rise his new role: BOTTOMBOY!
"You need him sexually," I
chanted to him, "You need his body, want it in you,
taste it, desire it, have to have
it!"
"FUCKING NEED MY BROTHER'S BODY.
...FUCKING NEED IT IN ME...YEAH" he screamed as
his new programming broke out in full flower
and his cock exploded in his
supporter.
I withdrew my hand and went to get a
washcloth. Gently I ordered him to stand up
then, I striped off his shorts and
supporter and cleaned my big brother off like
he was a baby. I slipped a new jockstrap on
him and, then his shorts. His
muscular legs were a major turn on to my
touch as well but I held off.
"You need to taste his juices
Sean," I gleefully instructed. "Getting his
protein in you will make you a better
athlete."
"Juices... better athlete." He
agreed.
"Drink his juices everyday and you
will be a good athlete and stop fucking up."
I teased.
"Drink his spunk. Never fuck up.
Better athlete." Sean's brain processed.
"You asshole tingles to have him fuck
you as well," I insisted.
"My asshole needs him." Sean
accepted quickly. He was mentally an open glass
waiting to be filled. One I intended to
fill before I ahem, filled the rest of
him!
"Your wet down there for him!" I
laughed enjoying his submission and
degradation.
"Fucking wet," he repeated as
his butt clenched and flexed with its newfound
hunger.
"Girls don't interest you sexually
now. Only guys. Sexually servicing your
brother and any guy he tells you too makes
you hot!" I commanded as I approached
the goal line.
"Servicing my brother and whomever he
tells me too makes me hot." Sean groaned
as his hand reached down to stroke his
meat. It stiffened rapidly. Yes he was
there. Time to cash in now.
"Sean after a few minutes you will
awake refreshed, happy, and with a need to
seduce your brother," I implanted
into my willing receptacle.
"Seduce him...... fuck yeah."
Sean muttered.
"Invite him to work out with you
Sean." I suggested. "Then seduce him there."
"Hmmmm, fuck yeah," Sean said
sexily.
Game time! I shook Sean. He woke with a
start. "Wow I must have drifted off
there bro," he laughed. "Hey
lets hit the workout bench downstairs okay?"
"Fine you start I'll be there in a
bit." Sean nodded and went down. He moved
with natural grace. He was fucking sexy in
those clothes. I scrambled to get
changed and went downstairs.
Chapter Four: Workout Obsessions
Sean was hard at work lying on the bench
doing a rapid series of presses. The
room was filled with his sexy sweaty
scent. Seeing him there draped across the
bench, firm hard legs fixed on the ground,
taunt bulging arm muscles flexing as
he lifted and, that impressive basket
rising as his waist lifted slightly off
the bench with each lift sent my hormones
into a feeding frenzy. Feeding time's
coming guys, I whispered silently to them!
"Hey bro let me spot you." I
said as I straddled the bench. I made sure that my
legs were positioned on either side of his
head and my crotch was directly over
his face. Sean's arms shook. By now my
crotch's scent must be filling up his
lungs. "You seem to be a bit tired
there bro, let me help you get that bar back
in its supports alright."
"Thanks", he croaked softly. I
noticed that his chest was rising and falling
.The only sound in the basement now was Sean's
breathing. Big brother was
sniffing his first man- odor; judging by
the rise in his dick down there the
experience was pretty good for him.
I let him enjoy it for a few seconds more
as I helped to lower the bar in its
slots. As I did I bent my knees so that my
crotch was now slightly touching the
tip of his nose. I could feel the warm
currents coming from deep in his lungs as
I enfolded him in my scent. Just his mouth
and upper lip was visible to my
downward glance. Sean was licking his lips
hungrily. He was going for it.
"Oh fuck," he sighed as his
hands reached up to grip my waist and pull me down
onto his face. Electrical sparks set off
as my big brother. Old arrogant Mr.
Straight stud himself meekly buried his
face in my basket.
"Ommmph," he sounded as he
rubbed under me licking through my shorts, and then
attacking each inner thigh while his hands
pulled at my cotton briefs. I pulled
off him and stepped back. His lust filled
eyes tried to focus on me. "Please
bro," he begged, " need it so
bad!"
"I know babe," I hissed. I
slipped off my shorts freeing my engorged cock and
positioned his head so it dangled just off
the bench. Quietly I moved my dick to
his waiting mouth. "You really want
it?" I teased sternly.
"Fuck yessss," he gasped as his
mouth opened and his tongue flicked the head of
my rod.
"Take it you cunt." I snarled
feeling my victory. I could hear my own cheering
crowds as I slide my rod across his tongue
& slipped my meat down his eager
throat. The touch of his hot mouth tongue
guided me into deep into him as my
formerly heterosexual hunk began his first
male blowjob.
"Ummmpphh," he gurgled as he
sucked me off in a sexual frenzy.
"Yeah slurp it in bro," I howled
as I face fucked him. "Drink it down you
arrogant bitch." I felt the inferno
of his mouth slurping away on my rod as the
sucking sounds of my new pussy-boy filled
the weight room. Glancing down I could
see Sean's hands down his blue distended
satin shorts beating his man meat. If
his friends could see the golden boy now I
thought. The big tough athletic hero
lying on his back giving head to his own
brother and turned-on like some
pathetic dog in heat while doing it! This
was true victory.
I reached down, making sure that my cock remained
deep in his mouth, and grabbed
each of Sean's legs. I pulled them back
& up till pussy-boy was bent up in such
a way that his body was resting on his
shoulders. Quickly I pulled off his satin
blues and spread his powerful thighs
apart. Sean never stopped sucking or
jerking off his meat. Say what you want my
new pussy-boy was single minded.
As his butt hole was exposed part of my
brain echoed with the barely whispered
opening words from Citizen
Kane....rosebud!
I stared at his cute moist pink chute
Light wet blonde hairs stuck to the ring.
I wet a finger and rubbed the outer
muscles of his cherry hole. The result was
fantastic .My hunk increased both his
tongue job on my cock and the hand job on
his.
"Oh babe yeah," I uttered,
"Get it nice and slick. Taste my precum protein bro."
I snarled.
"MMMMMMMMMM," Sean replied as he
sucked on me like a pro.
I inserted a finger in his asshole hit his
prostate. His entire body quaked!
A loud groan escaped from Sean's cock
filled throat. "FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUMMMMM".
I proceeded to finger fuck him in order to
fully open up big brother's virginal
entryway. The effect was explosive. Sean
began slurping like a mad man. My cock,
my ball sack, my inner thighs were his
feeding areas. I had to pull off him or
risk blowing my wad before it was time.
"Need your juices. Need you in me
...oooaaahhh," he implored as I stepped back
and walked around him to come up from
behind. Sean's head was moving back and
forth, his mouth slick with my precum. He
had a look of pure bliss no doubt
helped along by the masturbation he was
giving himself. I straddled the bench,
rested each of his sexy legs on each of my
shoulders and put my cock at the
castle gate.
"Fuck me," he moaned. "Fuck
meeeeee." Big brother was burning up in sexual heat.
Time to apply the hose!
I fingered him once more to make sure he
was loose. Sean whimpered like the
newly created pussy he had become. The
olds self confident, macho Sean was a
thing of the past. It was a new boy under
me. Time to brand him as mine. I
thrust in!
"AAAARRRRGGGGHHH.....FFFFUUUCCCKKK!!!"
My bitch howled as I popped his cherry .
"Take it you bitch," I screamed
as I screwed my former stallion. I rode him to
glory savoring his silky smooth insides. Soon
my boy was thrusting back to
literally help my fucking. His man meat
was leaking even more cum now. From the
redness of it's head it was almost climax
time for Sean. I increased my strides
in him slapping his ass as I did!
"Oh fuck.. you're fucking my ass and
slapping it hot toooohhhh." He bellowed.
"Take it you bastard," I roared
as I fucked and slapped out a lifetime of
humiliation at his hands. My big brother.
My tormentor. Now my own cock crazed
cunt-boy!
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
"I'M GOING TO BLOW MY FUCKING
SPUNK!!!" Sean screamed.
His ass muscles suddenly contracted as his
dick spewed forth a gallon of hot
creamy jis. It hit my chest and it's
warmth coupled with his chute's
contractions sent me over the edge.
"SHIT TAKE MY PROTEIN SHOWER
SEAN." I wailed as I seared his insides with my
cream. I collapsed onto Sean. We both lay
motionless as we came back from the
sexual summit we'd been on.
"Fuck...oh fuck," I panted as I
looked up to see Sean's face.
He was smiling. He was beautiful. He was
mine! The old resentments were gone. My
big brother; my lover.
"I think I need more of that protein
sir." He said shyly.
I sat up and took my cock in my hands .
Moving up to straddle his chest I guided
his waiting mouth onto my newly re hardened
joint. "no problem bro. Here's some
more fresh from the spigot!"
Sean slurped me in . Second header coming
up!
Chapter Five: The Times They Are a
Changing
Well, it's been some since the launch of
my so-called 'gelding operation' and I
must say it has all turned out fantastic
so far. When our parents returned from
vacation they were surprised by a change
in living arrangements. Sean had moved
from his own room into mine insisting that
he wanted to keep up the close
attachment to his 'little brother' that
had developed during their absence. End
result, mom and dad now have a free room
to use for whatever and Sean gets his
'protein' drink every night all-fresh from
the spigot. As for me, hey you do the
math!
Sean's grades have improved (hey who wants
a dummy for a lover) and he's playing
and looking better than ever (well who
wants a out of shape one either 8>).
Thanks to Sean's help in the weight room
I've developed my own tight buff body
too. Tonight, as I write this my bro is
doing his nightly tongue bathe on my
joint and ball-sack and, to be honest, he
looks sexily cute down there sucking
merrily away while one of his free hands
strokes his own meat to a climax. Okay,
yeah I admit it; I find I'm as totally in
love with the new Sean as he is with
me.
"Hey bro," I teased. "You
missed a spot down there." He glanced up with
adoration in his eyes and grinned. He is
so fucking hot!
"Yes ummmph." He mumbled as
slurped my cock some more. God that boy loves his
protein drinks!
"When you get done remember my chute
needs attention too." I replied as I
tousled his hair. We had come a long way.
As Sean hit my hole with his moist
tongue my mind drifted to thoughts of
Brent, the remarks he had made after the
game and, my brother's defense of me.
"Sean what say we invite good old Brent
over for a special movie," I
chuckled. Sean just nodded; his mouth was a bit
occupied right about then. Yeah good old
Brent. I think it was time for Sean to
have his own bottom-boy and Brent to learn
the real meaning of the cry of
'GOOALLLLLL'; but first, time to loosen up
big brother's other erotic zone. As
some now unknown porno star once said in a
Matt Sterling video, "Hey bro, let me
see dat asssss!"
The End........yeah right!!!