You should not read this if you are underage or live where reading about sex among males is illegal. This is a story of two brothers and their Puritanical father. The younger brother uses the family situation to gain control over his brother, and then involves others. Gradually the news spreads, much to Jack's discomfort.
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(The last chapter ended where Matt – acting on Perkins' orders – had just finished blowing Jack, when Grady walked up on them in the field.)
Part Ten – The `Hole' Thing
Matt hastily wiped his mouth as he struggled to get to his feet. "I can explain! I had to do it!" He was frantic.
Jack put his still rigidly hard dick back in his jeans. The thing poked out obscenely against the leg. His briefs couldn't contain it. He was kind of proud that he had a dick that could stay that hard after shooting off. And better still, he was learning that a butt plug could have a lot of wonderful uses.
Grady was still fuming like a bantam rooster. "You're shaved? Matt, you shaved your pubes? What the fuck is going on?"
Matt was grabbing his clothes which Jack had dropped behind him.
"It was Perkins. I didn't give him all the pics of Jack like I was supposed to. He found out and made me do all this stuff."
Grady scowled, "And you've got cum in your mouth. I can see it when you talk. Plus some dribbled on your chin. Why did you pick Jack?"
"Perkins said I had to."
"Jack, you know I said if you ever got off without me jacking you, we'd be done, right?"
Matt pleaded, "He didn't want me to do him. I had to beg and explain what trouble I'd be in with Perkins if he didn't let me. He kept trying to go inside instead."
Jack was pleased at the way Matt tried to cover for him.
But he also had another problem. If his erection didn't subside before he had to go in the house, his father would be sure to notice and there would be trouble. Removing the butt plug would probably solve that problem, but he didn't want to try to pull it out with Matt and Grady standing right beside him.
Matt was dressed now, but he looked a mess. "Can I go in your house and wash my face and rinse my mouth?"
Jack figured that decision was between the two of them, so he said nothing. Grady answered, "Not looking like that, because my father's gotten home. Isn't there an outside spigot near the back door of your place?"
"No, we have a lawn sprinkler system."
"Ok then, you can use the one by our back door." Glancing over at Jack and spotting his condition, he said "I can distract dad so you can come in the back way. Get rid of that bone before dad sees it and paddles you again. He's getting real buggy about that erection problem lately."
The three of them went to Jack's back door. Grady went in and began talking to their dad who was setting the table for supper. Matt washed his face at the hydrant and Jack slipped in as quickly as he could.
His father looked up but didn't say anything. Jack dashed up the back stairs, and quickly dropped his pants and briefs and grabbed the plug. He didn't try to wash it yet, he just set it behind the computer. Before he could pull his pants back up their father stepped into the room.
"Hah! Thought you could slip by me with that sinful thing of yours on display, did you?"
"No, dad, I-"
"I thought if Grady watched you this thing about your sexual abuse would be over. Now I need to punish you and afterward decide with Grady what we should do." Shouting down the stairs he called, "Grady! You come up here and bring your friend from outside with you! I want you both to witness my punishment of your brother!" Turning back to Jack he said "Take off all your clothes now. And hand me your belt. I'm going to make sure you understand the wages of sin!"
"Dad, I wasn't doing anything. Ask Grady. He'll tell you."
By the time Grady and Matt got up there, Jack was naked, standing legs spread in front of his father with his dick still pretty long, and bobbing slightly. Matt looked on in awe.
Jack felt the sense of shame his father had always brought out in him when he thought he had been masturbating. Punishment with people witnessing it only added to his humiliation. Unfortunately that just made his dick get harder.
Turning to Grady and Matt, Mr. Cooper said, "See? See how that organ of destruction loves punishment? See how sin keeps corrupting my son's life?"
Matt had been through so much while following Perkins' instructions, he now felt real exhilaration seeing Jack this way.
Grady cleared his throat and put on his humble act. "Dad, I see what you are saying. But while we were outside Jack did not masturbate. Honestly dad, I've been watching him and he's trying to live up to what you want him to be."
Unfortunately Mr. Cooper was too angry to listen. The sight of the erect penis bobbing in front of him was driving him to new heights of fury.
"Grady I thought you could handle this, but obviously I was wrong! Dr. Cranton has methods of controlling self-abuse. Proven methods. He has a device he can place on Jack that will never allow this type of thing to happen again!"
Grady could see his dream of total control over his brother vanishing before his eyes. If he put Jack in a cock cage, he had lost his war.
He held up his hand to calm his father. "Dad, I understand your concern. But I have a method which doesn't involve the doctor. It has worked perfectly until now. What you're witnessing is just an adolescent moment. I can guarantee it will never happen again. If it does, then I agree we need a doctor's help. But really, dad, you don't want a doctor knowing our family secrets, do you?"
There was a moment right then when it could have gone either way. In fact Grady didn't think his father was capable of calming down at that point. Especially when he spotted a long drop of precum about to start its descent from the piss slit of Jack's penis. Grady reacted instantly and whirled Jack around so he was facing away from his father.
"Dad, punish him. In fact let me and Matt punish him. I guarantee if you do, he'll remember it for a long time. Please, dad."
Mr. Cooper seemed a little calmer although he still held the belt bent in half, flapping it against his leg. He looked at Grady and Matt.
"Matt, you're a normal boy. What do you think of this? Would you want to hang around with a boy who perpetually masturbates? One who uses his penis as a toy?"
"Sir, I like both your sons." He was eyeing Jack's butt with a certain sense of appreciation. "I know my brother Dex, he was a lot better person after my father whipped him."
"Is that a fact?" Mr. Cooper seemed interested. Grady figured if Matt could distract him, they could diffuse the situation.
"Oh yes sir. In fact I've told Grady that if Jack was whipped for some of these things, things like playing with himself in the bathroom and stuff like that, he'd stop it right away."
"So you were aware of him doing that in the bathroom?"
"Yes sir. Grady and I would talk about it sometimes. But he hasn't been doing it recently. Grady said he had the situation under control."
Jack listened to Matt lying his head off. Matt and Grady had made fun of him jacking off in the bathroom after school, but ever since the big scene two weeks ago with his father, that hadn't happened. He was going to remember this when Matt needed a favor from him again.
Turning to his younger son, Mr. Cooper asked, "So if I punish him and leave him with you two, you can guarantee we'll have no more of these sexual situations and there'll be no need to see the doctor?"
Grady nodded smugly. "Yes sir. We'll watch you punish him, we'll be witnesses, and then you can go fix supper and Matt and I will make sure he understands what it means to be punished. In fact we'll use that same belt, his own belt. Every time he puts it on he'll be reminded he needs to behave."
Mr. Cooper looked thoughtful. He knew Jack was a sexual animal who needed to have his urges harnessed. He was proud of Grady and his friend for stepping up to the plate. And maybe Grady was right that there was no need to see a doctor and have family troubles spread before other people when it could be dealt with quietly at home.
"I agree. Jack, lean over the bed and put your hands flat on the surface. Spread those legs and raise that butt and I am going to give you one last tanning. After this time, it'll be the doctor for you if I ever have to do this again."
Jack went rigid. Years of his father's belt or paddle had inured him to most of the pain, but it still stung like fire anyway. Finally after twenty flays with the belt, Mr. Cooper handed it to Grady and said "I'll leave you to it. I will see you two at supper. Sorry your friend can't stay tonight."
When he had gone, Grady said, "Well, Jack, did we save your butt this time?"
"Grady, one day you'll go a step too far, and all your plans will come collapsing down on you."
"Maybe, but for now let's get our part of the punishment over. I've got a short rope with a knot on the end. Matt'll make sure you stay bent over, and you have to reach back and spread your butt cheeks. I'm going to do something I've wanted to for a long time, and it's nothing like spanking your butt. I'm going to spank that hole of yours."
Jack was surprised, but he figured if this would end the thing, he'd do it. So he leaned over and grabbed his cheeks, spreading them wide.
"Bend further" Grady said.
With that, Matt came up beside him, then reaching across and grabbing his still erect dick, he pulled it down. Jack bent down with it. There was something about the way he was holding it that made Jack wonder if Matt was going to try to jack him off.
Grady took the short rope, popped it in the air a few times, then took aim at that slightly hairy hole that his own brother was opening up for him. He was a good shot, and he took time with the warm up. His brother's hole had interested him for a while, now that he had control of his dick. He was ready for the first shot. Holding the end tightly, he popped it with a snap.
"Ooww! Grady, that hurt!"
Jack gasped. The pain on a direct hit was worse than he had expected. He tried to raise up but Matt held his dick firmly. Very firmly. And his movement caused Matt's hand to slide slightly.
"Dad said to punish you. That's what I'm doing. I think your hole might need punishment as much as your dick does."
Matt's hand pulled him lower again. His breathing increased slightly as he did so. This was intense. Matt felt power surging through him as he held that bone like his life depended on it.
"Two!" Grady said as the rope's head hit Jack's exposed hole.
"Ooww!!" Jack howled. Pain surged through him. He didn't know a rope could hurt like that. He was sure his hole was red. Then he realized maybe the butt plug had opened up his hole more than it had been before. He tried to rare up.
Again Matt pulled his dick down. Again there was a certain amount of extra movement. And again Grady struck his exposed hole.
"Three!"
The snap and the sting were simultaneous. Jack realized he was getting even harder. The pain and the pleasure were getting mixed up together. Matt's hand held him in position as his dick burped the sticky precum. He knew Matt could sense what was happening.
"Four!"
"For god's sake Grady, you don't have to do it that hard" Jack squealed.
His bone throbbed as much as his hole ached. He felt Matt's fingers close and squeeze. More precum dripped.
"Jack, you knew our agreement. You could only cum when I made you cum. When you let yourself get blown, for whatever reason, you broke our agreement. Ten lashes with this rope will be sufficient this time to get our bargain going again. But you know what dad said. Next time it's the doctor. You don't want that Jack. Isn't this better?"
"Well it - YOW! OOWW!!" Grady gave him the fifth lick when he wasn't prepared. He had relaxed his hole and that knot on the end went right in. It was unbearable. His eyes teared up as he tried to will the pain to go away.
His eyes were wet and his hole felt inflamed as Grady went through the rest of the ten strokes. With each one he emphasized Jack was never to cum again without him being there in charge. Matt flexed his fingers each time Grady gave Jack his instructions. Jack didn't know if Matt was emphasizing Grady's commands, or defying them by jacking him secretly.
After ten strokes with the rope, Jack's hole was in agony and his dick was almost ready to fire off a load. That was when Mr. Cooper called them to come to supper.
"I have to go home" Matt said reluctantly. He really hated to let go of that rod when things were heating up so well. He also knew he was about to cum in his pants from holding Jack's dick for that long.
When he left, Jack pulled on a jock strap to hold himself in, and he went down to supper with an aching hole.
When Grady came in his room that night at bedtime, Jack had set up the miniature camera and engaged the timer. This was Perkins' plan to get incriminating pictures of Grady abusing Jack. His dick was ready to shoot a load after all Matt's work on his organ. And he was resolved to pay Matt back for that dirty trick. The butt plug was cleaned and safely stored in his top drawer. He was in position on the bed, his briefs between his teeth and his hands clasped behind his head. It had begun to feel almost natural to be that way.
Grady puffed himself up as he looked at Jack. "I almost didn't come in tonight. I was so mad about you and Matt."
Jack regarded him mildly. "I was just trying to help."
"Just don't do it again. Not with anybody."
"Grady, let's just get on with our night stuff now. If we argue it'll break the mood."
Grady began to relax. Looking at Jack' dick he said "It doesn't seem any the worse for wear after being in Matt's mouth."
"Why, did he scratch yours when he gave you blow jobs?"
Grady winced. He hadn't wanted Jack to find out about that. "He's not very experienced. I let him practice on me because he wanted to learn more about how to do that."
"I thought Dex had taught him everything."
"Well Dex has taught him plenty. And done plenty with him and to him, from what he's said to me."
Jack practiced making an angry face (for the camera), and said "Come on, Grady. Get that great hand of yours to work on me. I've been waiting for it."
"Even after getting blown just a few hours ago?"
"You know me. Remember how often I used to jack off before dad caught me?"
Grady grinned and relaxed. "Yes. Me and Matt used to listen to the sound of you bouncing around on the toilet while you were pounding that meat of yours."
When he said that, he looked at Jack's dick, and instinctively reached out and grasped it. Jack groaned.
After making a good start on the jacking, Grady suddenly asked "Do you have an old jock strap you don't use any more?"
"Yeah. It'd be over in the second drawer at the back. My good stuff and clean stuff is at the front.
Grady got up and went over. As he searched through the drawer, he asked "Do you have a dildo?"
"No. Why would I have one?"
"I don't know. I wanted to look at that butt hole of yours some more. I think I did a good job of hitting the spot, don't you?"
Jack grumbled but made no reply.
When Grady returned with the gray well-worn strap, he said "I'm going to catch your cum in it." He pulled out a zip lock plastic bag. "I'll keep it safe in here and when I'm with Matt again I am going to make him suck the cum out of it." Jack looked puzzled. "Matt knew better than to blow you. He'll pay for that mistake."
Jack thought to himself that by the time Grady was a senior, he'd be as bad as Perkins about controlling people. "But it wasn't his choice, Grady. Perkins made him do it."
Grady resumed working Jack's dick. He was an old hand at it now, and knew what things to do to move Jack to the brink. He liked the feeling of seeing his older brother tensing and hovering on the edge, and then to stop and make him wait.
At one of those waiting times, he said "Roll over on your stomach, Jack, and then push your knees to get your butt up. I want to check out your hole."
"Why?" Jack groaned, so close to cuming he could hardly think.
"Just do it, Jack."
His dick engorged and throbbing, Jack reluctantly turned over, using his knees to push his butt high.
"Now reach back with both hands and spread those cheeks for me, Jack." Jack winced from the effort.
"Good." Grady looked with pleasure on what he saw. The butt was still mildly pink from his father's beating, but the hole looked red and sore.
"I did a good job on that hole, if I do say so myself."
"How'd you get so good?" Jack asked, mainly to taker his mind off how close to orgasm he had been, and how frustrating it was to stop at this point.
"I've been practicing. In fact the last time Matt wanted to blow me, I told him he could if he was willing to run naked around the vacant lot for three minutes while I chased him and popped him with the rope."
"Three minutes isn't long" Jack moaned, still coming down from the edge.
Grady giggled. "I told him he couldn't cover his butt, and that if he did, we'd have to start the count all over." He giggled some more, reliving those moments in the field with Matt. The naked butt getting welts all over it, the squeals each time the knot hit the white cheeks, and the knowledge that Matt's dick was flapping wildly as they ran.
From where his head was buried on the pillow, Jack asked "So he kept trying to cover his ass?"
"Right! I think it ended up being about 15 minutes. I don't think anybody went by during that time so he was safe from exposure." After another laugh, he added "I may have manipulated the count a little. But I didn't want to stop too soon – I was having the time of my life. Now let me look at that butt of yours. Brace yourself Jack, because I'm sure it'll hurt when I touch it."
Grady's right hand was on Jack's crack. His left reached through his legs and grabbed his erection to hold him in place. At least Jack figured that was the reason. Grady sucked on two fingers, then lightly touched the hole. Jack winced.
"Man up, Jack. This won't kill you. I just want to check it out."
Taking a really firm grip on Jack's throttle, he pushed one finger through the hole. Jack nearly came alive.
"Be calm, Jack. This'll be over in a minute" he said as he gave a few comforting strokes to Jack's throttle. He moved the finger in to the second joint. He liked the way it felt warm and moist in there. He pushed further until he was at the knuckle. Jack was gasping. He calmed Jack with a few more well placed strokes.
"Just stay calm. I need to check something in there." The finger probed and Jack gasped. Grady used his other hand to touch the tip of the throttle. It was moist as always. Grady nodded to himself.
"Jack you might want to buy some lube. My finger will go in a lot easier if we use lube and not spit." He touched the piss slit again and he felt Jack's erection vibrate.
"For now I'll moisten my finger with your precum. Just keep a tight hold on yourself so you don't shoot while I gather it. When you're about to shoot, let me know so I can get that jock on it to catch the cum."
"For Matt?" Jack gasped, holding on the edge as best he could.
"Right." But now it was two fingers he was sliding over the tip, holding the erection by the base. "You've gotten so you respond to my hand right away. I want your butt to respond to me the way your dick does."
Jack didn't like that, but couldn't think about it because he was so close to cuming. He hadn't realized how much his brother's finger in his hole had turned him on. Now he felt a finger back there about to go in again. He didn't need to make a face for the camera any more, this was honestly painful. The hand on his erection calmed him as it slid up to the head, and then paused there.
Grady waited at Jack's hole, then took one finger and put a second on top but slightly back. That way the initial entry would feel like just one finger until it slid in a little and the second one started up the shoot too. Grady grinned. This was more fun that he had ever imagined.
"Take it like a man, Jack" he said as he jammed both fingers in.
Jack convulsed with the pain, but fortunately he didn't make enough noise for their father to have heard. Grady felt the butt muscles begin to contract, so he slid a little back and forth rocking his way inside. He liked the way the muscles where gripping his fingers like they didn't want to let go. He picked up sped with this finger fucking of his brother. This was great!
Suddenly he was aware of Jack warning "I'm going to cum! I can't hold it back any more."
Quick as a flash Grady grabbed the jockstrap and held it firmly over the exploding head, while with his other hand the fingers jammed their way in and out of Jack's hole like a train on a collision course.
When it was over, he reluctantly pulled his fingers out, wiping them on Jack's bed while he removed the now soaked jock. Looking at it he said "Well, that's not as much as you usually do, but considering Matt blew you just a few hours ago, I'd say it's good enough. In the future I can use this as a model for how much less cum you make if you've broken our rule and jacked off. So don't try to sneak around me any more."
Jack was glad Grady didn't know he had been blown by Bozart that morning and shot a load at Zack's that afternoon.
But now he lay there, his rectum sore and aching. His penis was painfully deflating. The old dry stiff jockstrap had been rough on its head as Grady twisted it. The cum now had made it soggy, but that was no comfort to Jack. He knew it would be hard to get to sleep with a sore dick and a sore butt hole.
Grady put the soggy jock in the plastic bag and sealed it up. Patting it with a sense of accomplishment, he went to his room. Tomorrow the next part of his plan would be put in place.
Across the vacant lot and in his bedroom, Matt had just finished jacking off for the third time since supper. He couldn't believe how horny he was. Jacking off only gave him temporary relief, because a few minutes later he was playing with it again. He figured maybe it was caused by being shaved, and how it made his dick look, or maybe it was reliving the experience of sucking Jack off. He decided it was probably both.
He had printed copies of the pictures he took, to take to Perkins. That ought to take care of things, but he dreaded most his PE period tomorrow. Dressing out could be sneaky, but mandatory showers after practice would mean the whole class would get to see he was shaved. He had a good body and a good dick, but his hair was what he was proudest of. His crotch was a wild field of black – until this afternoon. Now he would look naked. He would be laughed at. Guys would probably think it was an invitation to do whatever they wanted to with him. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach...and suddenly he wasn't horny any more. He sighed and rolled over.
When Jack woke up the next morning, he gingerly reached back and felt his hole. It wasn't sore...at least until he pushed a finger against it. That would mean the plug would hurt going in.
He decided he wouldn't wear his briefs at all this morning. He pushed them in his right hand pocket. It was pointless to wear them to school and then right away run in the bathroom and take them off. Going commando was getting to feel natural to him – except when he started getting hard.
He had checked the camera and hidden it away. The pics weren't really very good. He decided to put it in a different place tonight. When he had to get in that position for Grady to finger his hole, the camera only caught Grady's back.
He pushed the butt plug in place. His ass muscles gripped it and he felt suddenly very full down there. But his prostate got the message and suddenly he felt really good.
Matt and Grady got to the bus stop before him. Grady used the time to put the second part of his plan into place.
"Matt, have you got an old jock strap a home that you don't use any more?"
"I have one that's too small." He smiled. "You might say I outgrew it."
Grady ignored the implied bragging. "Here is a plastic zip bag. When we get home from school, go to your house and get that strap and jack off in it. Then right away seal it up in this bag. After that, come on over. I've got something you're really going to enjoy."
Matt's eyes got eager. "Will it involve getting Jack?"
"Yes," and he paused, picking his words carefully, "I'd say you definitely would be getting Jack, one way or another."
That was the moment Jack arrived, just as the bus pulled up. Jack was conscious the butt plug was sending his prostate some nice messages, but he wasn't hard yet. He was hanging soft but long, but he didn't realize he had started to drip.
The other two got on the bus ahead of him. He was looking toward the back to see where Zack was sitting, so he didn't notice Bozart watching him.
Bozart still remembered giving Jack the blow job yesterday, and he saw something white poking out of the right hand pocket of Jack's jeans. As Jack went by he made a grab for them. A white brief came out in is hand.
"Hey, tight little briefs, Jack. Going commando today too?" He raised his hand and dangled them high so everybody could see.
Mr. Johnson pulled on the breaks and stood up.
"What's going on back there?"
"Nothing, sir. Cooper just lost his underwear. I'm returning it to him."
Johnson seemed satisfied and put the bus in gear.
Jack made a grab for the briefs just as Mr. Johnson called back for everybody to sit down.
Bozart relinquished them, but not before noticing the wet spot in his jeans. "Better put them back on. You're getting wet down there." With that he gave a poke that made Jack's dick react and drip a little more. Bozart laughed.
Jack went to the back and sat down, stuffing the underwear in his pocket again. Students of both sexes grinned and snickered at him. To them he was sure he had become a figure to make fun of, almost like their plaything. He shuddered at the thought.
Matt saw that and wondered if that would be his fate today in PE. He had never really been bullied, but his bare crotch might be the thing to send boys his age into bullying him. He hoped not. Jack at least had Perkins to stand up for him. He wasn't sure if it came to that whether he'd have anybody.
When they got off the bus, Perkins was standing there waiting for the pictures Matt was required to bring. He had them in a folder, and as he gave them to Perkins, he saw Brian Potts among those crowded around. Brian wasn't normally around when they got off the bus. He wondered what that was about.
Jack wondered too. Potts was telling his big brother something that made both of them laugh. He wondered if it was the incident with his underwear on the bus. Would Potts have sent Brian a text to meet him for some news? He could handle Brian by himself if there was something coming his way, but Brian was buddies with two other guys who were bad news. For the first time since going commando, Jack realized if he got pantsed he'd be naked there. Before now all he had worried about was getting an erection with nothing to restrain it.
He had stopped to watch the two brothers as students pushed passed him to get into the building. He didn't see Bozart until he was right beside him.
"Gotcha!" Bozart said, reaching down and grabbing Jack's dick through his pants.
Jack bent double and several students beside them laughed. Before he could push Bozart away, he grabbed him there again, and this time he held on.
"He's getting hard!" Bozart cried out, loud enough that a number of people turned and looked, grins and surprise on their faces.
Brian saw it too. He started coming their way. At the same time that Jack tried to pull free of Bozart's grasp, he reached into Jack's pocket and snatched the briefs again. Holding them high and swinging them in the air with his other hand, he gave them a toss. Jack looked up in alarm as they went high, and people turned to look and cheer. As they came down, a hand reached out and grabbed them. Jack was trying to get Bozart's hand off his crotch so he couldn't see right away who had them. Then he broke free and twisted around. Now he saw who had them. It was Brian.
Realizing this might be trouble, he looked around for Perkins. Neither Perkins nor Matt were anywhere in sight. Then he saw Brian crooking his finger and wagging it at him. The crowd was thinning out. He didn't want to go over.
Then he saw his two buddies, his henchmen, joining him. Knowing it was better to face this now than run, he reluctantly started over.
(End of Part Ten)
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