Author: ElyVanity 
Title: Diamond In The Rough 05 
Part: 5 
Summary: Denis starts breaking in Juri and competing for 
his attention with his father. 
Keywords: Mm15b9, Mm15, m15b9, piss, oral, anal,

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Disclaimer - This is entirely a work of fiction. Please do not
attempt any of this in real life. If it is not legal for you to
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material.

Characters:

Juri - 9 years old, 4'0"[1.2m], 50# [22.7kg], short and skinny
for his age, messy brown hair, bright blue eyes, small cute nose,
full red lips. 3" uncut cocklet.

Denis - 15 years old, 5'8" [1.7m], 145lbs.[66kg], average build,
just a hint of baby fat still, shaggy light brown hair with
natural blond sun-bleached highlights that hangs down to eyes,
over his ears and just reaches his collar. Hazel eyes, small
mouth with thin lips. 7" uncut cock.

Martin - 42 years old, 5'10" [1.8m], 155lbs. [70kg], short brown
hair, beard with just a hint of gray,  green eyes, strong jaw,
thin nose, moderate body hair, decent shape, defined muscles
without being bulky. 9" fat cut cock.

Diamond In The Rough - 5 by Ely Vanity

  Denis and Martin were both woken up by Juri thrashing about in
his sleep and screaming. "NO! HELP MAMA! HELP!"  the small boy
screamed out in his sleep.

  Denis shook Juri, "Juri wake up. Wake up, it's just a dream.
You're okay." Juri was covered in sweat, and Denis could smell
that the boy's diaper was full.

  Juri was terrified when he woke up, and confusion quickly
joined the mix of emotions he was experiencing. He saw Denis
lying next to him and grabbed hold of the older boy, wrapping his
arms around his neck and sobbing into his chest.

  "You're okay Juri, it was just a dream. You are safe here,"
repeated Denis as he held the sobbing  boy against his chest.
Martin asked what was wrong and Denis told him that Juri had a
nightmare, and he had said something about his mother. Denis ran
his hand over the back of Juri's head trying to sooth the boy.
"What happened Juri? Was it your mother?" asked Denis.

  The details of the nightmare were fading quickly from Juri's
consciousness, "There was a man; he and Mama argued. He gave her
drugs. He did something to me; I can't remember anything else,"
What he did remember was that he woke up in the hospital the next
day and they told him that his mother was dead. She'd taken too
much heroin, passed out on her back, and died when she choked on
her own vomit.

  Denis told Martin what Juri had been yelling and what he
remembered of the nightmare. Martin reached over and wrapped
Denis and Juri up into a hug. Denis expected Juri to pull away
since he had just described a man doing something to him, but
Juri had the opposite reaction; he leaned into Martin and rested
his head on the man's shoulder. Martin held the boys for a couple
minutes, letting Juri calm down. "Denis, take Juri and clean him
up. I'll go make breakfast. We can skip the blow jobs this
morning," said Martin as he released the boys. He got out of bed
and put on a pair of thin blue nylon running shorts then went
downstairs.

  Martin picked up his laptop from his desk on the way out of the
room. When he got to the kitchen, he set it down on the counter
and turned it on. He pulled up Juri's file and brought up the
page of the police report regarding his mother's death. He read
through it again to confirm he had remembered the details right.
He took a few deep breaths, letting his anger dissipate, then
started fixing some bacon, eggs, and toast for himself and the
boys. He was done with everything but the eggs when Denis came
into the kitchen with Juri. Denis had put on his own pair of
running shorts, except his were green. Juri was wearing a pair of
Iron Man briefs with a matching t-shirt.

  "Denis, I want you to read the police report that is part of
Juri's file that we got at the orphanage. The director of the
orphanage read it to Anna and me while you were with Juri in the
rec room. It might shed some light on Juri's nightmare," said
Martin as he went over and picked Juri up and set him down on the
counter next to where he was cooking the eggs. He handed Juri a
spatula and made a stirring motion then pointed at the eggs.

  Denis went over to the laptop and read the police report, which
was in Ukrainian. The police received an anonymous call reporting
that someone had broken into an apartment. When they arrived the
door was closed, but unlocked. There was no answer when they
knocked, so they opened it to look inside and saw a women lying
on the floor on her back with vomit on her face and in her mouth.
She was dead. They found Juri naked on the floor about four feet
away. He was mumbling something and appeared to be trying to
crawl towards his mother, but was have difficulty talking and
moving. There was a note later in the file that medical tests
indicated that Juri had been drugged with Ketamine. The police
concluded that the death was accidental and that Juri's mother
had traded the boy's ass for the heroin that ended up killing
her. The police interviewed everyone in the building, but no one
was willing to admit to hearing, seeing, or knowing anything.

  "Fuck, this is horrible, the poor little guy. Why didn't you
show me this earlier?" asked Denis.

  "I'm showing it to you now because you need to know it now. The
director told us that Juri visited a psychologist shortly
afterwards. The psychologist said that Juri had no memory of the
events and had likely been unconscious during the ordeal. But I
suspect from what you said about his nightmare, that he was
conscious and has suppressed the memory. It is likely part of the
reason why he reacts so badly to being left alone or feeling like
he is being abandoned. I know it will put a dent in your social
life, but I don't want you leaving him alone for awhile and
that's an order," said Martin.

  "Yes, Sir," answered Denis, a hint of anger in his voice. "Are
there any other adjustments you want me to make in his training
because of this?"

  "I'd avoid putting him in positions where he is helpless or
unable to move. I suspect he would not react well to that, plus
it could trigger some of his repressed memories. I've been
letting you take the lead with him because it appears he had a
bad experience with a man when he was very young. The benefit for
you is that it gives you a head start over your brother and me in
trying to claim him. You know when Paul gets here he is going to
try to take Juri from you since he still does not have a Boy of
his own. So you might want to claim Juri before Paul gets back
from college next week," said Martin as he helped Juri with the
eggs.

  "Yes, Dad," spat Denis.

  "Okay, what the hell is with your attitude this morning Boy?
Tell me," ordered Martin.

  Denis glared at his father. "You knew about this when you
pulled that bullshit in the airport bathroom about how we had
been caught on cameras in the hotel room, and they were going to
take him away and arrest me. Why? Why put him through that if you
knew he had abandonment issues? It was cruel to torture Juri like
that," growled Denis, his anger at being ordered to help make
Juri have a meltdown at the airport finally spilling out. Juri
noticed that Denis was upset and yelling at their father. He
started to worry that it was because of something he did.

  Martin's voice was calm but firm as he answered Denis,
"Everything I do is for a reason, some of those reasons I am not
going to share with you, BOY. You wanted the opportunity to train
a boy of your own and I've given you one. But until you prove to
me you are ready to be in charge, you and he are both still mine.
Now calm the fuck down; you're scaring your brother. Go set the
table while we finish the eggs." He turned back to Juri and
smiled at the boy to let him know that everything was alright.

  After breakfast, Denis cleaned up the kitchen while Martin had
Juri remove his t-shirt so he could give him his HGH shot. That
was followed by some vitamins and a small dose of Ritalin so that
Juri would be able to focus on his morning language lessons.
Martin then spent the morning upstairs working on his laptop in
his room, while Denis worked with Juri on his English lessons
downstairs in the den.

  The two boys sat next to each other on one of the leather
couches in the den. Juri was wearing just his briefs and Denis
just his flimsy green running shorts. While Juri worked through
the lessons on his tablet, Denis passed the time using his phone
to Snapchat his friends. Denis was officially being home schooled
and had already completed all the work for his freshman year of
high school, but his friends were still in school for another two
weeks.

  Denis sighed as he saw a message from Steve asking if he wanted
to play video games sometime this week after school. Playing
"video games" or "VGs" was their code for getting together to
fool around and have sex. Steve was a cute red-headed boy that
Denis first seduced when Steve was ten and Denis was thirteen.
Denis let Steve know that this week wouldn't work as he was
bonding with his new brother, but that maybe next week he could
get away, although he would probably have to bring Juri with him.
He took a pic of Juri and snapped it to Steve.

  "If u bro play VGs with us, that kewl" came Steve's reply. The
thought of playing with Juri and Steve at the same time turned
Denis on. He had spent so much time being the bottom boy that
having two younger boys doing whatever he wanted appealed to him.

  "K, next week, u me bro, trip to the Rocks then VGs," replied
Denis. The Rocks was an out of the way gay nude 'beach' along a
small pond a short way out of town. There was a very small gravel
beach on a long narrow pond with a rock cliff across from the
beach. Denis liked to take Steve there and show off with him in
front of the gay men that happened to be there sunbathing or
cruising for sex.

  Steve replied by sending a pic of himself fingering his ass
with the caption, "Can't wait!" Denis's cock got a little plumper
as he looked at the picture for the ten seconds it was available
before it deleted itself. He knew the tricks about how to grab a
screen-shot to save it, but his father had a very firm rule that
he was not to save any naked pictures on his phone and he was to
never take or send any naked photos of himself, his brothers, or
any family members to anyone, ever.

  Juri could tell that Denis was more interested in whatever was
happening on his phone than he was in helping him with his
lesson. He saw Denis reach down and grab his crotch, adjusting
his cock inside his nylon shorts so that it rested on his hip
instead of sticking out of one of the legs. Juri  watched Denis's
cock slowly getting hard underneath the green fabric.  When Denis
took his hand away, Juri set his iPad down, reached over, and
rubbed his fingers along the length of Denis's cock. The nylon
fabric was smooth and he could feel the heat of the teen's cock
through the thin material.

  Denis let out a moan as Juri started feeling him up. He was
glad to see Juri showing some initiative. He set his phone down,
leaned back against the couch and spread his legs. His cock got
hard and obscenely tented his shorts.

  Juri looked up at Denis and practiced some of his English, "I
suck you?"

  "Yes, suck me," answered Denis. He turned and lay down on the
couch, stretching out. He grabbed one of Juri's legs and pulled
the boy on top of him, so Juri's ass was up by his face, and
Juri's face was next to his dick. "Lick it Juri," he ordered.

  Juri stuck out his tongue and licked Denis's shorts where the
head of Denis's dick was tenting the nylon. Denis ran his hands
over Juri's cotton covered ass cheeks. He slipped his fingers
underneath the material and brushed his fingertips across Juri's
asshole. Juri reached his little hand underneath the waistband of
Denis's shorts and tried to free the teen's hard seven inch cock,
but the shorts were too tight. Denis let the boy struggle to get
at his cock for a minute before he finally raised his hips and
pulled his shorts down to his thighs.

  "Suck me Juri," said Denis. Juri remembered the cock sucking
lesson from the other day, so he licked around Denis's cock,
getting it wet. Then he used his hands to pull back the foreskin
and ran his tongue over and around the head. Denis pulled the
crotch of Juri's underwear to one side, exposing the boy's little
pink hole, then he leaned forward and started eating the little
boy's ass.

  Juri moaned in pleasure as Denis's tongue once again created
those wonderful feelings in his asshole. He momentarily forgot
about what he was doing and just lay on top of Denis, enjoying
himself. He was reminded to get back to work when Denis grabbed
him by the hair and pressed his face against his cock. Juri
wrapped his hands around the base of the teen's cock and took the
head into his mouth.

  Denis let go of Juri's hair, but left his hand on the back of
the boy's head. He gently ran his fingers through the boy's hair,
messaging his scalp as he started to slowly raise and lower his
hips, fucking Juri's mouth. He wet his index finger and started
to work the tip into the boy's ass while he used the rest of the
hand to hold the boy's underwear to the side. He flicked his
tongue against Juri's taint as he worked his finger into the
boy's hole.

  Juri found it was much easier in this position to take more of
Denis's cock deeper into his mouth and throat. With his hands
wrapped around the base, he jacked Denis's cock in time with
Denis thrusting the tip into his mouth. At first he could only
get the head and the first couple inches in his mouth, but as he
practiced relaxing his throat, he was able to slowly take more
and more of the seven inch cock.

  As Juri worked on taking more of Denis's cock down his throat,
Denis worked on getting his finger up Juri's ass. He pushed his
finger in a little bit, then pulled it out and spit on Juri's
little puckered rosebud before pushing his finger back in. Juri
grunted and groaned as Denis forced his finger all the way inside
him.

  At first, Juri had rubbed Denis's cock and offered to suck him
because he didn't like it when Denis ignored him. But as Denis
fucked this mouth and the older boy fucked his ass with his
finger, his own little cock started to get hard and Juri realized
that he enjoyed pleasing the older boy and being used by him.

  Denis could feel Juri's hard little cock pressing against his
chest. The knowledge that Juri was getting off on being his
little sex toy pushed Denis over the edge. As he felt his orgasm
approaching, he heeded his father's advice about not restraining
the boy too much, and resisted the temptation to grab Juri's head
to force the boy all the way down on his cock. Instead he used
his finger in Juri's ass and his other hand on Juri's back to
keep Juri from pulling back while he talked to Juri in Ukrainian,
"That's it Juri, suck my cock, oh yeah, you little slut, you like
being used. Your cock is hard because you want to  be my cum
dump. Keep my cock in your mouth while I shoot; get your reward
for being such a hot little fucker."

  Juri did as he was ordered and kept his lips wrapped around the
head of Denis's cock and his hands around the shaft as the teen
shot his load down his throat. He gagged and coughed but he did
what Denis wanted; he took the boy's load. Denis lay back and
enjoyed his post orgasm bliss. He smiled when he felt Juri
licking his cock, making sure he got all of Denis's sperm and
semen.

  When Juri was finished cleaning his cock, Denis tugged on his
arm, "Juri turn around and kiss me." Juri eagerly did as Denis
asked. He loved kissing Denis. The two boy's kissed for a few
minutes, Denis pressing his tongue into Juri's mouth to enjoy the
taste of his own cum. Then he grabbed Juri's jaw and held the
boy. "Here Juri, you need to clean this off too," said Denis as
he held up the finger that had been inside Juri's ass.

  Juri hesitated. That finger had just been up his ass. He hadn't
cleaned his ass out beforehand this time. The finger had a
pungent order. Denis saw Juri's reaction and decided against
forcing the boy, instead he took his finger and put in his own
mouth and sucked it clean. Denis sat up and pulled up his shorts.
He pulled Juri back into his lap and kissed the boy on the top of
the head. "Thank you for the blow job, Juri," he said in English.

  "You welcome," replied Juri as he leaned back against his older
brother. He was happy that he could make his brother feel so
good. He enjoyed being held, it made him feel wanted. There was
something though that had been on his mind all morning and he
finally got up the courage to ask Denis about it. Since it was
more than just a simple statement or question, he had to use
Ukrainian, "What were you and father arguing about this morning
before breakfast? Was it about me?"

  Denis considered what he wanted to say. He couldn't tell them
what they were really arguing about, but perhaps he could use
this to give Juri a little push towards giving up his ass. "I was
angry at father because I wanted to go play with my friend Steve
tomorrow, but father said I couldn't. He wants me to stay with
you. He doesn't want you left alone," said Denis.

  "I'm sorry. We can play together though," said Juri,
disappointed that Denis wanted to spend time with someone else.

  "Well, I was going to play the fucking game with Steve
tomorrow, like father played with me in bed last night, but with
me getting to fuck Steve. Sometimes I like to be the one that
gets to stick my dick inside a boy's ass. And now I can't,
because I have to spend tomorrow with you," said Denis, trying to
sound upset about it.

  Juri chewed on his bottom lip as he thought through what Denis
was telling him. He knew that Denis and his father were
eventually going to fuck him, and he had already made up his mind
that he was okay with that, but the thought of actually doing it
still scared him; it made him anxious and he didn't know why. His
ass was still hurting a little bit from just having Denis's
finger inside it; he knew the boy's big cock would hurt a lot
more.

  Juri squirmed around on Denis's lap until he was facing his
brother. Denis looked sad and Juri knew it was because of him.
Juri loved Denis and he wanted to make his brother happy, not
sad. "I'm sorry father won't let you play with your friend
because of me. If you want, we can play the fucking game
tomorrow," offered Juri.

  "I don't know Juri, are you sure? It is going to hurt. Do you
think you are a big enough boy to handle the pain?" asked Denis
skeptically.

  "Yes, I want you to fuck me. I don't care that it will hurt,"
said Juri.

  "Okay, if you are sure, tonight when we play with father before
bed, I want you to say 'fuck me Denis' in English. We need to get
father's permission before we fuck. Tonight, if you say you want
me to fuck you, I'll convince father to let us do it tomorrow. I
love you Juri and I'm so glad you love me too," said Denis. The
two boys hugged, then Denis picked up Juri's tablet and made the
boy resume his English lessons.

  Denis helped Juri study for the rest of the morning. Their
father came down and made them all  sandwiches for lunch. Then he
told them to go outside and get some exercise. They changed into
baggy shorts and t-shirts, then Denis led Juri out to the shed.
The shed was full of gear for various sports and entertaining on
the lawn, but most importantly for right then, there were about a
dozen bicycles of various sizes. Denis first pulled out his
bicycle, then he found one that was small enough for Juri and got
it out of the shed as well. Finally he grabbed helmets for them
both and they set off to bicycle around the island.

  There were lots of old carriage roads that were great for
riding around on mountain bikes. Denis and Juri had fun riding
around with Denis acting as tour guide, showing Juri some of the
tourist spots. They stopped in one of the harbor towns and got
ice cream. While they were sitting on a bench eating their ice
cream, two teens rode by on their bikes and stopped to talk to
Denis. They were local boys that were a year older than Denis.

  "Hey Denny, who's your little friend?" asked one of the boys, a
blond adonis named Chris. He was on the swim team at the high
school and had a crush on Denis, but was still in the closet, so
hadn't acted on it or let Denis know how he felt.

  "Hey Chris. Hey Rick. This is my new brother Juri," said Denis.
He then turned to Juri and introduced his friends by pointing to
each of them and saying their names slowly for Juri.

  "He retarded or something?" asked Rick. Rick was a good looking
sandy brown haired teen, but unfortunately he lacked the social
graces to not just blurt out every stupid thought he had. He
wasn't a bad guy; he just had no filter.

  Chris punched Rick in the shoulder, "Not cool man."

  "He is still learning English, but I've taught him enough to
talk to people like you Rick," said Denis. He turned to Juri and
spoke to him in Ukrainian, "Chris is cool but Rick is an asshole.
I want you to tell Rick in English what we do to an asshole."

  Juri giggled and looked over at Rick, "Fuck asshole." Chris,
Denis, and even Rick busted up laughing.

  "Hey Den, there's a party at Jan's house on Friday night. Shoot
me a text if you're interested in coming," said Chris.

  "I don't know, I'll check with my dad, but I don't think I can
make it. Family bonding and all that," explained Denis.

  The four boys hung out for a bit longer talking. Rick filled
Denis in on the last week of local gossip, while Chris asked Juri
simple questions in English which Juri was able to answer, like
where he was from, how old he was, and stuff like that. Denis had
to help with a few questions but for the most part Juri was able
to understand and answer Chris's questions since they were some
of the basic things that were covered in the first of the
language lessons.

  Unfortunately Denis wasn't paying attention to the time and
when Rick and Chris left, he realized that he and Juri were going
to be late getting home for dinner. They raced home on their
bikes as Denis explained to Juri that their father always served
dinner promptly at six. They need to be showered, dressed, and at
the table on time or they would be in trouble. They arrived a
couple of minutes after six and ran upstairs, showered as quickly
as they could, then threw on shorts and t-shirts. When they ran
into the kitchen, their father was already sitting at the table
eating. It was 6:15.

  "You're late. We'll discuss your punishment later tonight
before bed. Your plates are in the oven keeping warm," said
Martin calmly.

  "Yes Sir," said Denis. He got his and Juri's plates out of the
oven and set them on the table. Juri was worried that they were
in trouble for being late, but Denis quickly explained that
father would talk to them about it later tonight and not to worry
about it.

  As they ate, Denis helped Juri practice his English by having
the boy tell their father as much about their bike ride as he
could with his limited vocabulary. Since the boys had ice cream
in the afternoon, they did not get any desert after dinner. They
cleared the table and did the dishes, then joined their father in
the den. They all played Rock Band together for a couple hours
until Martin told the boys to go get cleaned up for their
punishment and their 'treatments'.

  Once they had rinsed themselves out, Denis and Juri went to
their father's room. Martin was sitting on the end of the bed
naked. "Do you know what you did wrong?" asked Martin.

  "Yes Sir. We were late for dinner. We don't have a good excuse,
and we didn't call or text to let you know we were going to be
late. It was my fault, Sir. I'm sorry," said Denis. He then
translated what he and his father said for Juri.

  "Sorry Daddy," said Juri.

  Martin spoke to Denis, "You know the rules and you are
responsible for making sure Juri knows them too. You were both
fifteen minutes late for dinner, so you will both receive fifteen
swats on your bare asses. Juri is not in trouble for failing to
call or text; I haven't given him a cellphone yet, so I can't
blame him for not contacting me. But you do have a phone and you
know better, so your swats will be with the paddle. Also since
I've made you responsible for Juri, you will be responsible for
administering his punishment."

  Denis again translated what his father said so Juri would know
what was going on. Juri thought it was a unfair that he was going
to get punished for being late when he didn't even have a watch
or way to tell time, and Denis had never even told him about the
dinner time rule, but he did not vocalize his complaints. He was
used to spankings from the orphanage and they had often seemed
arbitrary there as well.

  Martin got up from the bed to allow Denis to sit down. "If you
go easy on him, it will increase the severity of your own
punishment," warned Martin.

  Denis nodded and sat down on the bed, motioning for Juri to
come over to him. He explained to Juri what he was going to do,
"Juri, father has given me the responsibility of punishing you.
If I go easy on you, he will increase my own punishment. Now I
have to give you fifteen swats for being fifteen minutes late for
dinner, so lay down on my lap and count them out, in English so
father can understand and after you say the number, say 'Sorry
sir'. Do you understand?" asked Denis.

  Juri nodded. He crawled up on the bed and laid across Denis's
lap. Denis ran his hand lightly across the nine-year-old boy's
tiny ass; his hand was large enough that he would be able to slap
both cheeks at once. "Ready?" he asked.

  "Yes," said Juri in English. Denis raised his hand and gave
Juri a very light slap on ass. Juri was so surprised by the soft
blow at first that he forgot to count and say sorry right away,
but quickly  remembered, "One. Sorry sir."

  Denis proceeded to give the boy his fifteen swats, slightly
increasing the strength of each one, but never hitting the boy
hard enough to hurt him. Juri was confused but continued to count
them out, saying he was sorry after each one. When he was done,
Denis pushed Juri off his lap and had the boy stand in front of
him. Juri gave Denis a questioning look as he didn't understand
why Denis had gone easy on him.

  Denis spoke in Ukrainian as he didn't want his father to know
what he was saying to Juri, "Part of being my Boy means it is my
job to protect you. It was my fault you were late and you don't
deserve to be punished for my mistake, I do. Since you are going
to suffer some pain tomorrow to be my Boy, it is only fair that I
suffer some pain tonight in order to protect my Boy from my
mistake." He then reached over and hugged Juri.

  While Denis was talking to Juri, Martin went over to the
dresser and took a wooden paddle out of the top draw. He was very
proud of what Denis had just done and he almost felt guilty about
what he was planning on doing. He returned to where Denis and
Juri were hugging and looked down at Denis. "Since you did not
give your brother fifteen adequate swats, you will receive
fifteen more for a total of thirty. Assume the position," ordered
Martin.

  "Yes sir," said Denis. He released Juri and stood up. He turned
around, facing away from his father and put his hands on top of
his head.

  Martin motioned for Juri to step back, then he stood off to
Denis's side. "I'm not going to make you or Juri count these
since I am not going to go easy on you and you will not need more
than thirty strokes to remember this lesson. But you will say you
are sorry after each one," said Martin. He then quickly slapped
the boy's ass with the paddle before Denis could mentally prepare
himself the blow.

  Denis gasped; it stung and his father had barely put any effort
into the stroke. "Sorry Sir," he said. Martin started the next
stroke as soon as Denis began to apologize. The second blow was a
little harder than the first one. Martin slowly increased the
force of each blow. As the strokes got harder, he   gave Denis
more time to recover. The boy's ass was a bright glowing red
after ten strokes.

  Martin paused after the twentieth stroke, letting Denis catch
his breath, as the boy was breathing heavily and had tears
rolling down his cheeks. Dark purple bruises were starting to
appear in the middle of his red ass cheeks. Martin reached over
and stroked Denis's cock. It had been awhile since Denis had
received a paddling, and this one was much harder than he had
received before, but still, the teen's cock quickly responded to
his touch and grew hard.

  The last ten blows were hard enough to cause Denis to move his
feet to keep from falling. Between each one, Martin would pause
to stroke and tease the boy's cock, keeping him erect throughout
the ordeal. Juri was amazed by the scene in front of him. From
his vantage point, he could see Denis's cock actually twitch and
throb when the paddle struck his ass. Part of Juri felt guilty
that Denis was being paddled more because he took it easy on him,
but another part of him loved Denis even more for being willing
to take this beating in order to protect him.

  When Martin had delivered the thirtieth blow, he set the paddle
down and hugged Denis. He ran his hands up and down the teen's
back. "I am proud of you son. You acted like a man tonight and
not a boy," said Martin, "I didn't hold back and if you need some
time to recover, I'll understand and not fuck  you tonight."

  Denis ground his hard cock into his father's hip, "No, Daddy,
please fuck me now. I need it bad."

  Martin grabbed the sides of Denis's head and kissed the boy
hard on the lips. He chewed on the boy's lips as Denis moaned
into his mouth. He broke the kiss then pushed Denis down onto the
bed. He looked over at Juri as he pointed at the bottle of lube
on the nightstand, "Juri lube."

  Juri ran over and fetched the bottle of lube. When he got to
his father, the man pointed at his cock which was semi-hard,
"Juri lube Daddy." Juri understood what he wanted. He set the
lube down on the floor and squirted some out into his hands then
brought them to his father's cock and used both hands to cover it
with the lube.

  While this was happening, Denis was lying on his stomach on the
bed begging, "fuck me, please fuck me. Shove that cock up my ass
and claim me again Daddy. I'm your Boy." By the time Juri
finished coating Martin's cock with lube, it had grown to its
full nine inches. Martin got onto the bed above Denis and lined
up his dick with the boy's hole. The teen's ass was battered and
brused, but the hole made a nice pink target.

  Martin intended to enter Denis slowly, but the teen had other
ideas. Once he felt the head of the man's cock start to open up
his ass, Denis pushed his ass back onto this adopted father's
cock. Finally understanding the depth of Denis's need, Martin
pressed his full weight down onto the boy and buried his cock to
the hilt.

  "ARRGGGHHH," screamed Denis in a mix of pleasure and pain. The
boy was high on Endorphins and was flying. Juri stood at the edge
of the bed, jacking his little cock in one hand and rubbing his
asshole with his other hand. He watched Denis getting fucked hard
by their father. The older boy was crying out and screaming for
more, begging to be fucked harder as tears continued to roll down
his face.

  Denis did not last long. "I'M CUMMING!" he cried as he shot his
load into the bed, unable to stop himself and not carrying if it
was wasted.

  Watching the intense fucking was making Juri horny. The little
boy had often gone along with whatever Denis and Martin wanted
because he wanted to please them. Playing with them occasionally
led to them giving him an orgasm which was nice, but now for the
first time he felt desire building inside of him. His body was
telling him it needed to experience that special feeling. He
wanted to be a Boy, he wanted to be claimed and fucked, even if
it might hurt. Remembering what he had talked about with Denis
earlier, Juri spoke up, "Denis fuck Juri?"

  Denis was barely conscious and didn't hear Juri. He was
enjoying the combination of the lingering runner's high and his
own orgasm, his father's cock still buried in his ass and the
man's weight pinning him to the bed. He did hear Martin answer to
Juri, "Denis tired. Juri want Daddy fuck Juri?"

  Six years earlier it had been Denis standing at the foot of the
bed jacking his cock as Paul lay pinned to the bed underneath
Martin as the man said "Pavlo tired. Denis want Daddy fuck
Denis?" It had taken Paul longer to get Denis to the point where
he was willing to get fucked, than it had take Denis with Juri,
but they were now in the same position. Paul had told Denis that
if he would let him fuck him that he would become his Boy, just
as Paul was Daddy's Boy.

  Nine year old Denis had been scared of Martin's thick nine inch
cock and had finally agreed to let Paul fuck him because the
fifteen-year-old boy's dick was four inches and half as thick as
their father's monster cock. In the two weeks Denis had been with
his new family, he had come to the realize that he was going to
get fucked by both his older brother and his father, so he
figured that he might as well ease his way into it by starting
with Paul. But now he wanted to get fucked; he wanted to
experience what Paul had just experienced. He wanted to be
Daddy's Boy, not his brother's Boy. He wanted to be dominated by
a man like their dad, not a boy like Paul. "Daddy fuck Denis," he
replied.

  As Denis lay under his father, remembering when he had chosen
to be Daddy's Boy and not Paul's, he realized that, while his
father had promised to give him the first opportunity to claim
Juri as his, Martin had played Denis. He manipulated him and Juri
into the exact same situation that he and Paul had faced six
years ago. Denis turned and looked at Juri. The small boy had one
hand on his little three inch cock and his other hand on his ass,
his own finger inside his hole. Denis could see the lust in the
boy's eyes as Juri looked first at him and then at their father,
trying to decide the answer to the question Denis had faced six
years ago.