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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?  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 -- RESOLVED
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; it's 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 I'm 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.  He has
secured the psychological collar about my neck very firmly.  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.
I didn't even think 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 bleak 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 had lost control and
was crying like a baby.  They have completely broken me.  I no longer felt the
need to resist and try to regain my position as the older, and thus dominant,
brother.  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.  However, in
retrospect, I realize that I was always with younger kids but still had to
struggle to be top dog and about this time trying less and less to be the
leader.  Apparently then I was overwhelmed and just 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.  Ted took me
to his room and to his bed.  "It will be fun to cuddle up like we use to" he
said.  I was still so perplexed by the events earlier, that I just did
everything he told me to.  Soon we were cuddled up under the blankets.

Ted held me tight and, particularly in my vulnerable state, it really felt
good.  He was very gentle, but always in control.  However he made sure that I
was constantly aware that my pubes were those of a little boy -- smooth and
hairless -- while his sported a manly bush.  He also explained that he loved me
dearly, but that I had taken a wrong turn along life's path and now had to go
back to be a ‘better person'.

As he held me from behind, I was aware that his hard cock was pressed up
against my ass but he never tried to take me although I could not have resisted
him.  Instead it was I that started to rub my butt in his crotch.  After a
while he asked me: "See something you want?" I couldn't help but to say: "Yes,
please.  Please fuck me." He gently put some lub on my butt and his cock and
slipped his hard rod into my hungry hole for the first time.

We fell asleep with his man-cock in my boy-butt.  I did not know how it
happened, but I knew that he was in charge now.  He had won the war and I was
the 'spoils'.  He had taken the dominant, commanding position of control.
There was some feeling of relief when I realized this and drifted off to sleep
in his arms.

In the morning he asked me what I wanted to do and I said: "Whatever you like,
big brother." His cock, still in my butt from last night, got harder as he
rolled me onto my tummy.  As he started to lovingly fuck me, he said: "That
right, little one, we do what I want." We stayed in bed all morning.  He fucked
me some of the time.  I sucked him some of the time.  And we cuddled the rest
of the time.


Ted expressed concern about what the other guys would do when they saw me in
the gym shower; I don't want them making fun of you.  "They'll get over it and
I'm the way you want me." I told him.  After a bit he came up with an idea.  If
Steve was also shaved, then you could both have been losers in a strip poker
game and they'll make more fun of him than you because he's so hairy.  Besides,
I've wanted to get even with him for a long time; a very long time.  I asked
him that question 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.  "He
promised that he wouldn't." I said, "Do you want his ass now?" Ted nodded
again.  "Where and when?"  "Here! Tonight!" he said emphatically.  We laid
plans and that evening the four of us were together in Ted's bedroom.  Ted gave
Steve one chance to atone for mistreating him two years earlier, but he
arrogantly refused.

As you can imagine, a little latter Steve was naked, cursing and eagle-spread
on the bed.  Ted then shaved both his chest and crotch while we took pictures.
Steve was very upset as Ted reduced him to a hairless state; we did not even
have to taunt him about it.  Then Ted gave him a choice: either to give each of
us a blow job or to get fucked.  Steve was horrified and it got worse after Ted
stripped showing off his lush bush and reminding him what he had said two years
ago: "Hairy men fuck, hairless boys suck."

"He doesn't want to suck." Ted declared, "Let's turn him over." As we did Steve
begged Ted not to fuck him and promised to give him, er, all of us a blow job.
"Too late, boy" Ted chortled as he started to lub up Steve's ass hole.  After
putting on a condom and having gotten three fingers deep into his ass hole, Ted
proceeded to roughly fuck the guy that had raped him two years ago.  Steve
probably didn't want to respond consciously, but he was meeting my brother's
thrusts by lifting up his own ass as Ted rammed into him.  When he was
finished, he pulled out and said: "Thanks Stevie, I've wanted to fuck you for
two years since you raped me."  Ted's revenge was all the better for having
waited and done it before witnesses.

"Should we give him a birthday spanking?" asked Bob.  Both Ted and I said:
"ABSOLUTELY!" Then they proceeded to spank him as they had done me yesterday.
Steve was tough, and didn't cry so he got the full sixty blows with their
belts.  Bob had stripped down and he moved into place between Steve's legs.  A
few seconds latter Bob's fourteen year old dick was pumping in Steve's
seventeen year old butt with great enthusiasm.  Steve was resigned to his fate
now for he had stopped complaining (at least out loud).  After Bob pulled out,
he complained that he did not like sloppy seconds and suggest that I use the
other end.  Ted asked Stevie if he would like to give his buddy a blow job or
if he would prefer to get a third fucking?  Steve opted for the former as I
stripped down and Ted and Bob untied him warning of dire consequences it he did
not cooperate.

Steve was on his knees when I walked in front of him.  When he started to ask
was I was hairless I just shoved my hard shaft into his open mouth and he
started to suck.  He made me feel real good and Bob got some great photos of
him in this very compromising position.

He wasn't a happy puppy, but he had to go along with the poker story we
planned.  There was some hassling in school, but Steve got the worst of it.


Four months later school broke for the summer vacation.  That night Ted came
and shaved me again.  He kept me smooth until school started again in the fall.
During the school year, he kept my pubes clipped short but long enough that I
won't be hassled.  The next summer he kept me shaved smooth again.  Ted had
started school only a year behind me but he got through high school in just
three years so we graduated together.  We shared a condo all though our college
years together.  The night before our high school graduation he shaved me
smooth as he had done for the preceding two summers.  This time he told me that
he would kept me shaved smooth from then on.  And he has! We never discussed
it; not even the first time.  Obviously it was what he wished.  And my big
brother knows what's best for me.

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

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