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The following story is fiction.  It contains scenes of gay teen sex, male
domination, spanking and shaving.  If such subjects are offensive,
uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.  This work
is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.
Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright
notice. There are two versions of Sibling Rivalry -- Resolved and Unresolved.
The first 1500 words are the same and then they go off in different directions.
Which do you like better?  Which do you like better?  This story was inspired
"Bound to Masturbate" by Derek3B which I found in the Niffy Archive at
<http://www.nifty.org/>  Then to <nifty/gay/authoritarian/bound-to-masturbate>


The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail to: YLeeCoyote@juno.com


SIBLING RIVALRY -- UNRESOLVED
by
Y. Lee Coyote


I'm just under two years older than my brother, Teddy.  For the most part I was
a good older brother.  You know the nice sort of stuff -- sticking up for him,
showing him all sorts of things and the like.  Of course, it wasn't all
sweetness; he had to endure his share of brotherly bashing and teasing because
he was always smaller.  Adolescence was a hard time for me as I was one of the
oldest in my class but the very last one to grow a pubic bush and my classmates
gave me a hard time about it.  As Teddy was younger and had the misfortune to
be available, I took out some of my frustrations on him and flaunted it when I
finally did get a bush.  In retrospect, I realize that I made his life
unpleasant and I deserved what happened.  For the few months before the events
I'm about to describe happened, my brother and I were on different schedules
and I had not noticed that his body was developing.  He went through puberty
less a year after I did.

It was a rainy Friday after school in February of my sophomore year and our
parents had left us alone for the weekend.  I was just hanging in the playroom
when Teddy and his lifetime buddy, Bobby, joined me.  After a while, Bobby
suggested that we play  ‘Military Scout and Indians'.  From the lofty height of
sixteen and a half years I told them that it was too childish, but Teddy said:
"Why not?" and beside it's his birthday next week.  What the hell, I thought,
and then I'll be able to give him a real birthday spanking.  In a couple of
minutes we were wrestling like we used to.  The object of the game was for two
little Indian braves to overpower the lone scout and force him to betray the
troops.  Previously this only happened when I intentionally lost the game but
today was different.  Alas, very different.

They were both almost as big as me and working together they quickly
overpowered me.  Teddy was sitting on my chest keeping me down while Bobby tied
my legs to the columns supporting the first floor.  It was hard to breathe and
they were very quick. When Teddy first got on top of me, I noticed that there
was a major change from previous games.  As his pants pulled tight into his
crotch, I could see that he had a major hardon.  This in itself wasn't strictly
news but its size was.  My little brother was no longer little.  I couldn't
help but stare.  This had two consequences: first, it kept me distracted and
second, Teddy noticed.  "See something you like?" he asked with a big smile.  I
sure did.  It looked real juicy and yummy but no way was I going tell him that
so I remained mute trying to show destain at even being asked.  My hesitation
gave Bobby his chance so just seconds latter he was slipping ropes about my
wrists and securing them to another column.  I had missed my chance to get
Teddy off of me and now I couldn't.  O.K., I thought, they had won the battle,
but I still expected to win the war.

"Let's get him stripped and then he'll talk." declared Bobby.  They removed
every stitch of clothes that I was wearing being very careful never to untie
more than one limb at a time.  There was no way that I could effectively resist
them or attempt escape.  Soon I was a naked captive tied down on the ground.  I
must confess that it was very exciting and my prick was at attention,
proclaiming my sexual excitement and thus betraying me.  I saw that both my
captors had tented pants and the place reeked of male musk.  Teddy resumed his
position on my chest and, while rubbing his tool through his pants, asked again
this time a with a sneer: "See something you like, helpless soldier boy?"  I
did not know where we going but I did not like the situation at all and said:
"I've had enough; let me up." adding a few colorful words for emphasis.  While
simply ignoring my demands, Bobby suggested "that we show him the merchandise."
and they both striped.  I was surprised for they both had hard slim, although
very young, bodies.  They were no longer just little Indian braves but were
already humpy, young warriors.  Their full size cocks were obviously ready for
action.  Still again Teddy tried to get me to ask for his cock, but I refused.

"We will have to soften him up." one of them declared and Bobby left and
returned with some stuff which he dumps beside me.  By that time Teddy was
kneeling between my legs and started to play with my cock, balls and pubes and
while Bobby started to take photos.  I have to admit that it felt good even
when they covered me with shaving cream.  When Teddy showed me the RAZOR I
realized that they were serious.  "No", I shrieked; "Please don't shave me,
Teddy; I'm your brother." I pleaded, "The guys will all laugh at me in gym
shower, please."  He didn't answer, except to play with the shaving cream
covering my pubes.  "O.K., I'll suck your cock, Ted, but please don't shave
me." I begged realizing the power he had over me.  But it's too late for my
little brother has taken the first stroke with the razor leaving a wide band of
bare skin from my navel to my cock where my pubic hair was and should be.  Even
if he stopped now, I would still be the laughing stock of my gym class.  They
forced me to watch as conquering Teddy striped the first sign of my manhood
away.  As dreadful as I know the future will be, it is still very sensuous and
exciting.  When he finished, he dried me off.  "Just like a little boy!" he
proclaimed.  Bobby felt me and added: "Yea; his pubes are just as smooth as a
baby's ass!"

Ted got up on my chest where I could see his large cock rampant from his lush
bush and the horrifying reality of the situation registers.  At least for now
he is the dominant brother for he has taken full control of my body; stripped
me of my manhood.  I should have hated this all but I didn't; strangely through
I liked it.  I knew what he wanted now and that I could not refuse him for he
now had the power to enforce his will.  He leaned forward to present his cock
to me.  Reluctantly, but compliantly, I opened my mouth.  He pushed forward so
that his cock entered me.  I started to suck his cock for the very first time.
Bob continued taking pictures and waiting his turn.  Ted takes complete
physical control by grabbing my head and thrusting hard in and out until he
shoots his load deep into me.  I try not to swallow, but he stays in me, still
hard.  I have no choice for it is either to choke or to swallow.  I remained
hard as these two fourteen year olds humiliated me and took me sexually.

Bob replaced Ted on my chest and presented another hard cock for me to service.
There wasn't any effective way to resist.  As I eagerly sucked I wonder if he
will be as sweet as my brother.  He was very hot and quickly blasted a large
load into me which I eagerly accepted fully.

Ted started playing with my boyishly hairless groin again.  I could not conceal
that I was very hard and oozing lots of pre-come.  "My LITTLE brother is
enjoying all of this." he sarcastically noted to his buddy.  How could I deny
the truth when he held the evidence in his hand.  Even worrying about the
future did not dampen my ardor.  I wonder if I will be able ever regain control
or at least equality.  One thing for sure -- they can always gang up on me;
that the future is appalling was apparent.  But for the moment my sex drive was
ruling and was overpowering my intellect.  "I want; I need; I must have relief;
I must come." I thought while silently I was praying that he will be kind and
let me have some release.  He must know I need it.

They carefully turned me over and re-adjusted the ropes so that I am fully
spread-eagled with my ass in the air.  My cock is pulled down and the pain
emphases how they have full control.  My ass was fully exposed and my heart was
racing as I realized that they could (surely will!) fuck me should (when) they
chose to.  Ted and Bob knelt opposite sides of me.  "Time for your birthday
spanking, Bob." Ted stated and they started.  "One."  Ted's leather belt
caresses my ass quickly followed by Bob's.  I yell knowing that at least
another thirty blows will follow.  This was not a playful birthday spanking but
a real hard one and by the half way point, to my shame, I was crying like a
baby.  They have broken me -- for now.  They know it for they finished the
count but with lighter, more playful slaps and then they untied me.

Ted held me in his lap, like I used to hold him many years ago.  Words aren't
needed now any more then when I comforted him as a little kid.  After a while
he asked if I remembered what I gave my friend Steve for his fifteenth
birthday.  I shudder as I recalled that I given him my own brother for a day to
be his ‘younger brother' to bash or whatever.  As Ted wiped the tears from my
face, he very gently asked: "Would you do something for me little brother?  I
would appreciate it a lot."  Those were the exact words I used to him almost
two years ago.  How could I refuse when Ted didn't then and I didn't even
(explicitly) threaten him.  If, like a baby or sissy, I refused I would surely
completely lose the little if any respect they still had for me and they could
and would probably force me.  "Sure, big brother" I whispered resigned to my
faith.

Ted got a piece of gift wrap ribbon and tied it around my neck with a big bow
and then, taking me by the hand, led me to Bob, placed my hand in his and said:
"Happy Birthday, Buddy".  Just before he left he whispered into my ear: "He
won't rape you."



Bob's intentions were very clear.  He gave me a hug and immediately started to
play with my hot buns.  I implored him not to fuck me but he reached for and
grabbed my hard cock, rising from my now hairless groin.  "If this were soft, I
wouldn't but you really do want it little hairless one; don't you." he asked
rhetorically leading me to where his pants lay on the floor.  Even as I tried
to will it down to prove him wrong (and save my ass) my dick only got more
erect.  His dick was even harder and, of course, hairy.  I started to play with
it as he played with my butt hole.  He took out a condom and a small packet of
lub.  He coated my fuck hole with the lub and slipped a finger in.  It was the
first time and it felt good.  By the time he got to three fingers, I was asking
(begging!) him to fuck me. He directed me to put the condom on him.  I ripped
open the packet and, with fumbling fingers, rolled it on to his eager hard,
young shaft.  He took me doggy style and I finally got some relief for as I
shot as he fucked me hard without even touching my dick.  When we recovered he
patted my ass and told me to cleanup the place, take a shower and come up for
dinner.  He took his clothes when he went upstairs with those damming photos.

I did as he directed without knowing why.  I should have whipped his fourteen
year old butt and then done the same to my uppity kid brother but I was not up
to it then and later was just to late.  At that time I was overwhelmed and
docilely did as I was told.  When I got upstairs I found that they had the
dinner that mom had left us ready as if nothing extraordinary had happened.  It
was only when my brother sat down that I realized he had taken dad's place and
was serving Bob and me just as dad did.  He even told me to clean my plate
before I could have dessert.  After dinner Bob left (with those damming photos)
and we went off to bed.



In the morning the blackmail started.  Ted had two demands: first, that I stop
picking on him and, second, that I give him blow jobs regularly.  Of course, I
could decline and my classmates would know that a couple of eight graders had a
tenth grader suck them and few other things too.  The first one we'll tell will
be Bob's brother, who was classmate of mine who didn't like me.  Ted, already
naked, had sat down in my chair facing the bed with his legs spread and
indicated that I should start now on the first blow job.  I did not think it
was an accident that his hand was resting on the phone.  I was trapped and my
little brother indisputably knew it all too well.  Reluctantly, I got out of
bed and knelt before him.  As I leaned forward taking his shaft into my mouth
Ted said: "This is going to be a good year."  I knew it was definitely not
going to be a good year.

After he had shot his load into my mouth, I sat back on my heels and asked him
what had been praying on my mind since he had given me to Bob: "Did Steve rape
you that time?"  Silently and with a sad face he nodded yes.  I had betrayed my
brother and he had never said a word about his pain.  "I didn't know.  He
promised that he wouldn't." I said, "Do you want his ass now?"  Ted nodded
again.  "Where and when?"  "Here!  Tonight!" he said very emphatically.  We
laid plans and that evening the four of us were together in Ted's room.  We
gave Steve one chance to admit his crime but he refused.  Then we jumped him,
quickly bound him hand and foot, and then stripped him.

I had Bob celebrate his birthday by spanking Steve.  He was bent over the bed
and his ass made a perfect target for the ping-pong paddle in Bob's hand.
Steve was not terribly impressed.  So I had Ted start.  Just two strokes from
Ted's belt -- with the pent up anger of two years -- impressed him.  Ted kept
up the hard stokes until Steve was bawling like a little kid and then finished
out the count some what more gently.  Of course, Bob was doing his Ansel Adams
bit and documenting how Steves' ass was changing color.  It was then that I
told him that because he had broken his word and violated a trust he was being
punished.

He was very unhappy, but obviously horny nevertheless.  With some effort we
soon had him spread-eagled on Ted bed and started to remove his hair.  He was
quite hirsute and Ted used a barber clipper on his chest and crotch with great
glee.  This really got to Steve because after a while he stopped protesting and
was just still.  Ted was really enjoying himself as he methodically rubbed
shaving cream all over Steve's chest and crotch.  He slowly and methodically he
stripped Steve of every hair that he could reach and finally had him like a
little boy (as he had done to me the previous night).  Ted stripped and climbed
on to Steve asking: "Would the hairless boy like to suck the hairy man?"  Steve
was defiant and snarled: "NO WAY!"  Recall what you taught me: "Hairless boys
suck, hairy men fuck." Ted reminded him as he took hold of his nemesis' balls
and began to squeeze.  Steve got the message that he did not have a choice and
opened his mouth for my brother's rampant tool.  I got a beautiful picture of
him.  Through all of this, Steve never lost his hardon and even swallowed Ted's
spunk without being told.  

We tormented Steve by playing with his dick but not letting him come.  We kept
asking the question: "Want'a be fucked?"  After an hour of torturous play, he
gave in and said yes. We made him actually say it: "Please fuck me."  Then we
untied his legs and retied them above his head raising and exposing his ass.
Ted got into position and rammed his iron hard shaft deep into Steve's fuck
hole; gentle he wasn't.  Steve yelled and Ted happily thrust in and out roughly
fucking him.  We had gotten Steve so hot that he also came from the fucking's
prostate massage and shot a huge load right into his own face without his dick
even being touched.  Ted then exploded into his ass.  Bob then insisted that he
have a turn and, after stripping, replaced Ted at Steve's back door.  He did
not need any lubricant for sloppy seconds.  Then we released Steve's legs and
let him rave about how we had mistreated him and the bad time he would have in
the gym shower.

Through all of this I was dressed so that Steve did not know that I was also
shaved and would have the same problem in gym.  Ted, while still playing with
Steve hairless crotch, then said that it was time that I stripped and showed
Steve my bare pubes.  I wished that I could have avoided this, but Steve had to
know.  I stripped and Steve was surprised.  I let him know that Ted (but not
Bob) had done this and that my brother needed to get even.  Just to prove that
there were not any hard feelings, Ted said he would give Steve a blow job if he
gave one to me.  Steve agreed and I climbed on top of him.  Bob snapped several
pictures of Steve sucking and while Ted, off camera, fulfilled his part of the
bargain.  Steve was great cocksucker and I soon shot my load into him while he
blasted his own load into Ted.  I explained to Steve that we could say we were
in a strip poker game and really lost.  He was not happy with the idea, he very
quickly decided that it was better than the truth.

When I got home from school on Tuesday, I found an envelope on my bed with the
pictures including the negatives that Bob and Ted took of me Friday night.  I
went into my brother's room and asked: "How come?"  "Because you're my
brother." he replied simply with a look that added: you dumb asshole!  I was a
much nicer brother after that and I started by giving him a blow job right then
just because I knew he would like it.



Ted had started school only a year behind me but he got through high school in
just three years so we graduated together.  We then shared a condo all though
our college years together.  He was on a trip and I got to the place a day
earlier than he did and took the master bedroom as ‘naturally' befits the big
brother.  He did not say anything for two days but then he jumped me.  By now
he was really stronger and soon overpowered me.  As he sat  on my chest I could
see his very hard cock in his shorts.  "You're up to your old tricks again.
Just taking the best room.  Not even talking about sharing it.  You need to be
taught another lesson." he snarled at me.  He flipped me over and snapped a
pair of handcuffs on my wrists and then he pulled my jeans down to my ankles
effectively hobbling me.  I was in shock and just laid there like a sack of
potatoes waiting to be pealed.  And that's what he did -- once again.  He got
the stuff and was soon working on my crotch with a hair clipper and then with
the shaving cream and razor.  I was absolutely horrified.  I was almost twenty
and my pubes were as bare as those of a ten year boy because my kid brother had
decided that I should be this way.  Worst yet was the fact that it was so
erotic that I had a major hardon.  Ted then fucked me at both ends so that I
would be sure to remember who was the boss.  As he had me suck his cock clean
from my ass, he announced: "I think that I'll keep you as my little brother for
a long time.  Of course, you will be kept shaved just like a frat pledge."
Even at that time I knew that he would keep his word.  The future was bleak
indeed.


© Copyright A.I.L. November 28, 1997
Y.

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