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Thanks a lot for all your good feedback on my previous chapters. Now what follows in Chapter 9, are more details of the brotherhood, its values and whether and how Chokee fits in there. Seth again is very specific about his views and expectations.
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And now please enjoy Part IX, hopefully still with the same hot feelings of adoration for our hero and for the other skins in this story:
A RAPID CHANGE IN LIFESTYLE/ Chapter 9: The Values of The Brotherhood (slightly revised)
This time Seth wanted me to wear black combat pants with my red braces and of course my boots. As a top he chose for me a white muscle shirt with black combat boots and the words Oi! Oi! Oi! FIGHT AGAINST SCUM UNTIL DEATH! on it.
"The real aggressive stuff you'll wear, when we go outside. Clear! You'll need to scare off all this average shit," Saith explained to me. "By the way I put all your new clothing on the chair for the time being. There'll be a lot more, believe me. I'm always making sure that there's more than plenty of skin gear in this house. Tomorrow we'll have to start finding the right jacket for you. It should really fit and become part of your personality. And it will be very explicit, be sure of that.", Seth laughed out loud and then took a last puff on his cigarette.
We then went together to the living room area. It was already after 10pm and there was the usual crowd of brothers sitting around. Everything was pretty much the same atmosphere as the day before. Again, one could feel (and also smell) the enormous masculinity at every corner of the room. When we got in, both of us were again greeted very cordially and especially Seth with a lot of respect. The song PROUD TO BE A SKINHEAD was paying and helped to heat up the atmosphere a bit:
Take a listen while I sing these words Lend me your ears And let my voice be heard What's your problem with the life I lead? And why do you always want to see me bleed? Look at the truth and don't believe their lies Think for yourself and use your own eyes Don't be fooled into an attack Here's my promise: I'll kick you dead.
Through the years, some have tried their best Try to make me just like all the fucking rest I've got my life and I've found my cause I've got my life which is far better than yours Just a rebel but who's to blame? Am I a fool in a losing game? If that's the case, I chose this way And I give a shit whether you're ok.
The sound and the lyrics of this song really reflected the atmosphere in this room, I thought and got a bit distracted while listening to this music which really had a growing effect on me. I sat down on one of the workout benches and shortly thereafter another skin - Tom whom I had already seen the night before - joined me, most likely also, 'cause he had seen me singing quietly for myself. He must have had black hair even though his head was entirely shaved, deep brown, almost black eyes and extremely strong jaw muscles. He had an oval face and his body was, even compared to all the other muscle freaks in the room, still a bit more muscular and more defined. His face was beautiful but yet also intimidating. Tom who wore combat pants was topless so I could fully see his beautifully tattooed upper body which was a true piece of art. He wore camouflage combat pants. As soon as he came close to me, my nose got occupied by his unique and overwhelming man scent. Shyly, I looked at his neck and was happy to see that he also had the same SS-tattoo on his neck. So fortunately he was one of us, I thought.
When he saw that I was looking at his neck, he nodded shortly, sat down next to me on the bench (in a way that I could admire his beautiful butt), grinned at me, and then started the conversation:
"Yes, brother, we're of the same breed now and will be life-long comrades from now on. You're having a good time, aren't you?"
He gave me a hug and made sure that his fingertips were touching my uncovered skin. This felt exciting and enormously good. Tom immediately noticed that I liked it.
"Oh yeah, but I'm still getting used to all this. It's fascinating. I love the whole atmosphere more and more," I replied and still sounded a bit stupid.
"Yes, but it's also about the values, you understand. We really feel strong about it and every brother should identify with them. Otherwise he gets kicked out quickly again and we'll smash his face." Tom had quite a decisive tone in his voice when saying this.
"What are those values?" I asked.
"Well, think of us a clan of real elite fighters. We support each other unconditionally. That's what Seth probably has told you already. And we stand for a society that is truly social and proud of its national heritage. We do not want money to be the driving force for decision-making, but only values and principles like liberty, honor, respect and independence should be the guiding force. Therefore we help those who are less lucky. And yes, if we are attacked or someone doesn't pay us the respect that we deserve, we respond with violence. We will never let anyone question our honor. The reaction will always be harsh, strong, and without remorse. But we'll never attack without a reason. Those who are with us enjoy our absolute protection," Tom explained.
"The latter I experienced already.", I said and thought of my first encounter with Seth, which still could make me shake. But I didn't know yet whether Tom also knew about this.
"Good. And of course we stick and commit ourselves to these values in public. The least that the brotherhood accepts is this false political correctness that you encounter everywhere. It's like a fucking desease. We hate it and therefore we are very explicit in what we demand publicly. There is no polite holdback. For example, if we don't want a certain school to open, a movie to be displayed or certain people to enter this land, we say it loud and clear. And we take the necessary action. Be sure of that! We are the true rebels against the complete failure of this society. That's the reason why they hate us and we hate them so much."
Tom was very specific, both in his voice and in his body gestures, when he said all these things.
"I kind of like this," I replied. "I've never had absolute values in my old life before. And I love the idea of fighting for those so that all what I'm doing makes sense."
"Hope so. 'Cause that's the ultimate reason why you get all your training. You're expected to fight for our rights, our beliefs, and our freedom. And you will kick a lot of asses and get some bruises in return. You'll see violence, that's for sure. This will become part of your lifestyle as a true fighter. But you'll also see a lot of good things." Tom looked at me intensively with his dark eyes.
"To me it feels so right and honorable to be part of something bigger and more important than myself," I said. "I just don't wanna hurt innocent, weaker, or old people."
"Of course we don't do that. That's the kind of lies the scum is telling about us. But there'll always be a reason for our actions. And believe me, we always protect the innocent and the weaker, that's part of our values, 'cause we stand for total social justice. In our world, there's absolutely no room for classes. After all, we wanna be seen as true fighters and heroes, and not as criminals. Look at Seth for example who's also your hero. He never attacks out of nothing. He always has a reason. Also in your case by the way," he laughed at me while saying this and lighted a cigarette.
Now it became clear that all brothers meanwhile knew my story. It was no secret anymore and honestly, this also meant quite a relief for me. Tom's words had a huge effect on me. They made me feel special and the idea of being seen as a fighter for truth and justice was really appealing. This would change the boring senseless life that I had led so far completely. What a great prospective!
"Brother, thanks for all this. You really make me think a lot about my life and where it should go. The only thing is that all this is still so new to me. But I'll catch up quickly, I promise," I said and must have sounded quite emotional.
"I know. I joined about five years ago and I went through the same. The comrades really helped me a lot. But on the other hand it was by far not the same as what Seth is doing for you. Seems that he's really into you. No one of us has ever seen him like this. Be really proud and make use of this the right way!"
Indeed, all this made me incredibly proud. Also that the brothers were talking so openly about it without any false comments or dishonesty showed me how healthy this community was.
"Are you living in this house?" I continued the conversation.
"Yes, my room is on the left, the third one from here." He was using his hand to show me.
"Good. So I hope that we really can become friends," I replied shyly.
Tom looked at me, gave me a real killer smile and then an intensive hug.
"That I hope too, brother. If you want, I can show you my room and maybe I'm not only showing you my stamp collection there. Everyone here told me already that you prefer cock a lot over cunt, right?"
He laughed out heavily and took a further puff. Then he went behind me, put his arms around my neck and pulled my upper body close to him. When he did that, I could feel his half erect dick against my head, which because of this body contact began to grow immediately. Of course I was shocked at the beginning. But because Tom was the ultimate picture of a masculine warrior, this didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, even though all that had come completely unexpected to me, deep inside I liked and wanted it right from the beginning. Tom for sure felt my inner fight and kept this position for quite some time before he suddenly retreated his body again.
During the entire scene I must have looked rather dumb, because I didn't know how to respond to this invitation at all. All this openness and honesty were still so new to me and so I blushed a bit in my face.
"Don't get bothered by that. Most comrades fool around with cock. It's perfectly fine, as soon as you don't act like a sissy faggot, but like a true man. Cunt is more for dominating and reproduction," Tom whispered into my ears from behind.
At that moment Seth, who had an intensive chat with Lars, looked at me and again he could sense that something was bothering me. So he stopped the conversation and came to us.
"Everything's fine, Chokee?"
"Absolutely.", I replied. "Tom only wants to get to know me better." I smiled shyly.
"Come with me!" Seth said and we went to the other corner of the room where he briefly started his interrogation.
"You want him? You wanna try out stuff with him?" Seth asked bluntly.
"Seth", I said quietly. "Tom is a very good comrade. He told me a lot about the brotherhood, your values and how I can become part of it. He's a strong and powerful character and I really want to get to know him better. But believe it or not, now I only want YOU and I'm not interested in anyone else - at least not for the moment. What I'm having with you now, is unique and I don't wanna destroy it. I really feel an enormous gratitude and please let me be a part of your life. I'll do anything for that."
Seth looked at me and his irresistible blue eyes were fixing mine for quite a long time so to screen the truthfulness of my words. After that he smiled and touched my cheek with his fist:
"Well, seems, brother, that you're taking your commitments seriously. So do I. As long as you don't do anything behind my back, there's nothing that can separate us. I promised to watch over you and I'll always do as I say, believe me. But as I told you, sex with a brother should become a normal thing for you and it will definitely not affect what's between us, as long as we do it openly. So again, do you wanna fool around with Tom?
My voice got a bit higher as usual when I said:
"No Seth. I can't separate the two things yet. At least not here and now, later maybe. All of this is still so new."
Suddenly Seth grabbed my head, pulled it closer to him and gave me one of the most intense and also possessive kisses that I had ever gotten from him.
"Chokee. I know. You don't have to do anything that you don't want, ok. Let's go to our room, because there are some things I need to teach you."
Before we left again to his room, Seth came to Tom, whispered something in his ears, which Tom obviously acknowledged, because he nodded and also smiled a bit.
"What did you tell him?" I asked and was a bit frightened that he might have hurt Tom.
"That he should be careful and not hurt you. And that he should not force you into anything."
"Hope that he's not mad at me now," I said, a bit scared.
"For god's sake no. Why should he? Tom is one of the best brothers we have. He's become a real stronghold in our community. In our brotherhood you respect each other and what you and I asked for, is part of this respect. It's the same of course vice versa. So no bad feelings at all. By the way, what I just said, is of course only true for the brotherhood. Understand? Against the outside world it's only our will and what we want that counts. It's us who deserve the respect, not the others. And if that's not recognized by some fucking asshole, he's going to pay for ... at whatever costs. Clear?"
"Yes, Seth, completely understood," I said.
And again I admired a lot this clean cut approach, where there was only right or wrong. Everything now felt so natural to me.
We were now in Seth's room again. Seth kissed me once more and then whispered in my ear:
"In this room you're going to be my whore. I know you want that. So turn around and please me. Make your dreams come true."
Seth was again right. At that moment I wished nothing more than pleasing him so that I would be his lifelong comrade in arms. Of course I knew deep inside that Seth needed variety, and there wasn't any chance that he would stay monogamous. But the least I could do to make our bond stronger was to satisfy his instincts. And I knew that a part of Seth was extremely aggressive.
I opened my pants and lowered them to my knees and then leaned against the wall.
"Please Seth, do what you want to do with me. I'm faithful like a dog to you. Please don't question my loyalty. Make me yours!"
"Ok, cunt. There you'll have it."
And in only one move, Seth opened his pants, spit on his dick to make it wet and then within seconds entered me from behind.
"You're my fucking whore now. So behave like this," he ordered me.
I moved my lower body to provide maximum pleasure to Seth. I think he understood and appreciated that I did everything to give him maximum enjoyment. That made him even hornier so that his pushes still became more aggressive. He was dominating me completely and by doing so made clear that I was nothing but his possession. I liked this feeling a lot, 'cause I knew that deep inside Seth was doing a lot for me and that therefore it was my natural obligation to give him maximum pleasure.
When Seth came, it was like a volcano and he again - as it was kind of his trademark - shot every drop inside me. He screamed like a wild dog and called me his super-whore. When he got out, he turned my head towards him and shouted:
"Chokee, lick my tool clean. You want it and I need it. Do it and be a good servant. Don't make me angry!"
I turned around and got between his legs and did as I was told. The experience again was amazing. Different from what I had thought at the beginning, it didn't taste bad at all and the feeling that for the first time, also at the end of our session, I had my mouth full of his masculinity was unique and indescribable. I wanted to fall asleep in this position, but Seth after touching base with reality again, didn't want me to remain in the position of a whore. For him, it was important that at this stage there was a sound balance between sexual pleasure and expression of true feelings. So Seth grabbed me and kissed me aggressively all over. That was awesome as well, because no one could better trigger the feeling of total unity and protection. Seth turned off the light and tightly was hugged by him (so that I could hardly move at all) and with his beautiful man scent in my nose I fell asleep in no time.
I woke up during night time, when I felt Seth's hands over my head. The sexual appetite of my hero was just endless. He was always making use of every opportunity that was offered to his sex drive. First, he gave me very intensive kisses and it felt just fantastic. His man scent was again overwhelming. Firmly, but not aggressively he forced my head between his legs.
"Come on, Chokee, you know what I want. So do your best and swallow my dick!" he whispered.
"I know, you crave for cock, so this is exactly what you want, too. 'Cause dick is your absolute favorite, Chokee, isn't it!"
Of course I opened my mouth immediately and started to suck his cock and balls intensively. My right hand was touching his muscular upper body which just felt amazing, and my left hand was stroking his balls a bit. With his directions he obviously also liked it.
"Yeah, Chokee, touch and worship your master's body. Show him that you'll obey. You bitch will no more ever do a thing without my permission. You understand?"
I nodded and just knew and accepted that Seth had meanwhile gained complete and sole authority over me. But I also felt that he would never let me down. And it was this that made me extremely proud, Seth went on and guided me to his climax making sure again that I didn't touch myself. Suddenly he started screaming:
"Oh Chokee. I'll shoot now. You take every drop again. Don't lose my dick before I have finished. My cock is your only master now, you understand?"
And with that, spurts of cum were shot into my mouth and I had quite a hard time to swallow everything and not choke. But at the end I did well. Seth moaned like crazy and held my head even firmer between his legs so that I lost complete control over my body. Only thereafter he helped me get up again. When our two faces met, I felt his eyes looking into mine in the dark. He got close to my ears and whispered:
"You're quite amazing. With you it's really more than just fucking around. Never spoil this, 'cause it's pretty unique. Behave, if you don't wanna suffer."
These words caused quite an intense reaction on my part and I almost started crying. But since I knew that Seth hated drama scenes or faggot-like behavior, I just said:
"Thank you, brother. I promise I will always play by the rules."
Seth obviously believed me, 'cause he pulled even closer against his body. Now I was physically in the firmest hands one could think of. By his whole movements Seth made clear that I was his lawful possession and this felt more than right.