Obsession With My Little Brother - 6
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Obsession With My Little Brother - 6
By
PJ Franklin pjfranklinboy2@earthlink.net
I awoke Sunday morning with my usual raging boner with one big difference; I was not at liberty to beat off as I lay naked on my back in my own bed. Oh sure, I could do it and likely get away with it; but my little brother Aaron had made it very clear that if he caught me masturbating myself without permission, I would get an ass-beating of major proportions.
Besides, I knew for a fact that if I did jerk myself off and enjoy a few moments of deliriously delicious (and forbidden) orgasmic pleasure, that my next act would be to march myself down the hallway to find Aaron and confess. I know, pathetic!
I could hear my own audible groan as I flipped off my bedcovers and lay on my back staring at my rigid pole, the tip of it glistening with a small droplet of boy juice just begging for attention! I sighed, reached down and gently gathered up the pearl onto my finger-tip and quickly licked it off. Yum. After that, there was only one thing to do and I did it.
I got out of bed bare butt naked and got my ass out of my room to go find Aaron. He had never been an early riser and always slept in on Sundays. Why should this Sunday be any different, but it was. He was not in his room!
Neither was he anywhere in the house and when I finally looked out at the driveway, I uttered a not so pleasant second groan of the morning. The car was gone!
"Aaron!" I loudly voiced into the empty room gritting my teeth with a goodly amount of frustration. He had obviously decided on some early Sunday morning car trip to God knows where! If he got into trouble in it, no telling what Dad would do to the both of us!
And speaking of Dad and Mom, they were due back sometime today, anytime really. Dad sometimes just got up really early and did things including travel and they could arrive at any moment from their weekend excursion! Fuck!
"God-damn it Aaron, get your ass home, now!" I muttered and just like that, the car appeared turning into the driveway!
I blushed at my own luck and waited inside of the kitchen until Aaron appeared holding a plastic bag with a green and red 7-11 logo with a narrow box of generic white powdered sugar doughnuts sticking out. It had been an early morning junk food run!
"Aaron, please, next time get me up to go with you at least?!" I blurted and he looked at me shaking his head,
"Take it easy Donny, besides, not your fault if something happens when you're not with me, right?" and emptied the bag's contents onto the kitchen table.
"No, not right. Dad would crucify both of us," I said staring at the bag's contents: besides the box of doughnuts, three of those yummy flavored milk drinks, two of them strawberry (my favorite) and one chocolate. It was a sugary mess to delight any boy, including me!
I reached for one of the strawberry drinks only to have my hand slapped away,
"Not yet Donald Alan, you have to put out first!" Aaron semi-grinned. I blew out my cheeks, Aaron knew I loved the strawberry milk.
"Aaron, Mom and Dad could be home anytime. You know how Dad is!" I complained.
"Suit yourself then. No doughnuts or strawberry milk for you!" and he started to bag up the milks.
"No! Wait! OK!" I stopped him, not to mention that my dick liked the idea of "putting out" as was clearly evident to both of us as I was still naked.
"Been beating off have you?" Aaron challenged me, his eyes glancing down at my twitchy hard-on.
"No, but I wanted to. I got up to ask you permission but you were already gone," I replied.
"Trying to be a good boy are we? Get your lube and dildo and into the bathroom, time to practice!" Aaron instructed.
I must admit, being told to get ready to fuck myself in front of him was kind of hot and got to it. In fact, Aaron followed me holding one of the strawberry milks but also brought the doughnut box and his chocolate milk as well.
Then me laying on my back on the bathroom floor pressuring the lubed dildo up against my own butthole, Aaron looming over me holding and eating a white powder-sugared doughnut in one hand and sipping the chocolate milk with the other, is likely not going to make most people's top one-hundred pornographic scenarios.
"Come on Donny, work that thing all the way in or you don't get your strawberry milk!" Aaron chided me in between licking tasty white clingy power from his fingers and then reaching for another doughnut from the box. Knowing Aaron, he could have the whole box consumed before I accomplished my assigned task!
"I'm trying!" I replied and I was; but my hole was still very tight and I had never tried to penetrate myself so formally so early in the morning. It hurt and not the kind of hurt I was used to. My dick got soft really quick too, not a good sign.
Aaron sighed, "Donald, if you don't get the job done, no treats and you will be punished besides."
Hearing the threat combined with his use of my formal name actually helped some. My dick sprang to life. Was I already that far gone? (rhetorical question, we all know the answer). Well, at least I had paid attention to Aaron's insistence at honesty from a few days before,
"Please Aaron, I guess I'm just a wuss right now, could I please lay over your lap and you help me? Maybe I need some spanking to loosen me up?"
Did I just say that? I blushed. Aaron chuckled and gave me a sarcastic sigh,
"I suppose so, if you want something done right, you just have to do it yourself!" and I watched him sit on the chair and motioned to me to lie across his lap.
Now my dick was totally into it, no surprise there. I lay over Aaron's lap with a few soft humps that felt really good. I even pushed my ass up some to signal that I was ready.
I thought I was ready, but apparently not. I had already forgotten how hard Aaron could spank with his hand. He slammed my ass a good dozen times before he stopped leaving my cheeks with a hot stingy aftermath and my face wincing.
The next thing I knew, the lubed dildo head was pressing hard into my upturned hole,
"I ain't gonna fool around Donny, reach back and spread your cheeks!" he commanded.
I did and immediately that huge dildo was spreading my tight hole without much pity or pause,
"OUUU! Aaron it hurts!" I complained. It felt like punishment as I'm sure Aaron intended.
"Too bad brother, you need this!" and he kept it up. I kept my cheeks spread and my ass up afraid to let them go for fear of worse pain, but it came anyway and my legs started to kick as the dildo started to penetrate further.
Oh how it hurt as Aaron twisted the monster slowly inside of me and I didn't understand how I could take the dildo as far as I had the prior night with such apparent ease compared to now! Aaron had fucked me, broke my cherry in fact the prior night as well and it didn't feel this bad until I reasoned that he must not have been that far inside of me and his dick was not as unforgiving as the artificial prick that was now invading my insides.
"OUUU Aaron please!" I cried out, also starting to tear up and he relented. The pressure and pain immediately ceased.
"Don't move Donny. You need a spanking. And you better practice up with this rubber dick. I want to be able to screw you whenever I want without you carrying on so much!"
"I'm sorry," I said and waited but not long.
Aaron launched into a spanking that lasted a good five minutes before he let up. By then, tears were streaming but my dick, my mother-fucking dick was hard as a rock and didn't give Aaron any reason to stop although he finally did, my ass on fire and just from his hand!
Aaron then pushed me off of his lap and onto the floor. At least a strawberry milk landed on my chest,
"Your choice butt-boy, a strawberry milk or you can jack off, but you can't do both," he stared down at me.
I rolled my eyes as I hated this kind of choice, between two things I really liked. My stomach won, but not by much.
"And don't even think about drinking the other strawberry milk in the frig until I tell you!" he said louder as he left the bathroom.
I gulped the milk down and an instant later, my dick was taunting me and naturally, I wished that I had jacked off instead! Damn!
Worse yet, any attempt to convince/bargain with Aaron to get my rocks off any time soon would be quickly squelched by Dad and Mom showing up even earlier than usual that morning. Once again, Dad got the wanderlust early in the AM and he and Mom simply had to get home!
"Well, what have you two been up to, has Aaron behaved himself Donny?" Dad asked first thing, even out on the driveway just after pulling in.
"Oh sure Dad, no problems," I said and glanced at Aaron who showed me a slight raised corner of his mouth.
"Well that's good. Remember, grade reports towards the end of the week if I recall," and that was clearly aimed at Aaron whose face took on a little scowl.
Aaron was on Dad's hit list for good school grades already this school year. Not only that, his participation in wrestling was linked to getting a minimal grade average, somewhere between a C and B. Dad would be the final arbiter in any case and if Aaron did not follow through, Dad might ground him both at home and from wrestling.
Oh and all of that would be after Dad took Aaron's naked ass over his knee for a good hard paddling, not something that either of us wanted to see and especially now that he was in charge of my ass.
I looked at Aaron and he gave me quite a defiant stare, almost as if it would be my fault if he came up short. I knew that not to be the case, but I knew it was in my best interest that Aaron did not get grounded at home, much less from wrestling, his favorite sport.
When I tried to corner him later about his possible grade average, he just sniped at me, "I hate my classes!" turned and stomped off. That was not good!
* * * * * * * * * *
Sunday flowed seamlessly into Monday morning and time for school. I was miserable.
Ever since Dad and Mom returned home early on Sunday and Dad had announced his anticipation of Aaron's grades, Aaron was a big grump and would not let me jack off. Let's just say that school was not our favorite thing that day and nothing would settle until Aaron's mid-term grades were out in a few days hence.
"I gotta get off! I have to Aaron, please! I'm dying here!" I complained to Aaron 48 hours later.
He glared at me, "Have you been practicing with the dildo?"
"I can't! Mom is flying all over the place. I tried a little in the shower and she still walked into the bathroom for a minute!"
Aaron laughed, "What's the matter Donny, don't want Mom seeing her precious grade A student screwing himself with a fake dick?"
"Shut up!" I yelped at him. I was no more in the mood for civility than Aaron was at that point.
"Oh, smart mouth huh? Just when do you think I'll let you jack off next with that attitude, huh? Next week? A month from now?"
"Aaron!" I blurted a bit alarmed.
"I get my grades tomorrow. Maybe then," he answered. I huffed a non-verbal response. I had no choice unless I wanted to get into it with Aaron and I was not prepared for that.
Well, tomorrow came, I had somehow maintained my sanity and my chastity and so did Aaron's grade report arrive, directly to Dad. It was time for the moment of truth as he called us both into his office and that meant that I had a bad feeling things had not gone well.
Dad looked up from his desk at his two sons standing meekly in front of the desk. His face was stern. I closed my eyes and awaited the worst,
"You managed a stellar D-plus grade average Aaron. What in the world have you been doing for the past month?!"
"I was doing my best, I swear!" Aaron complained while I waved my dick good bye for God knows how long!
"Less swearing and more study. I let you loose this last time to get your grades up. Obviously that was a mistake young man!"
"What are you going to do to me?" Aaron said quite worried. I looked at my little brother. Frankly, I hated it when he lost his swagger.
"I promised you that if you did not get the job done Aaron, you would be lifted from the team … "
"Noooo! Dad please, I'll do better, I promise!" Aaron interrupted.
"Get to your bedroom, you are also getting a good hard paddling, just as I promised! MOVE IT!" Dad commanded.
"But Dad!" he begged a little more. I could not watch and bowed my head, eyes closed.
"I said MARCH!" and that sent Aaron out of room nearly in tears if an early sob were any clue.
Yes, I had opened Pandora's Box with regard to my need for his attention to my sexual side, but I still felt for Aaron. Wrestling with his buddies was Aaron's chief joy and though he had been stubbornly careless, I still felt very badly for him.
"Please Dad, don't ground him from wrestling. He loves it and maybe I can help him get his grades up!" I asked Dad.
"He didn't want any help last time Donny, you know how stubborn he is."
"Yes, well, then insist. Please, if I can't get through to him, then you can punish me as well."
Dad sighed, "We'll see. Now get to his room Donny, I'll be there in a few minutes"
Dad always punished one boy with the other present, it was just our way. I walked out of the office and down the hallway to Aaron's room. When I got there, his head was buried in his pillow.
He was naked as he was supposed to be. It was strange, him being naked and me not. His face was really downcast as he looked at me.
"I asked Dad not to ground you from wrestling if you let me help you study Aaron."
"What did he say?"
"He hasn't decided yet. But if he lets me you gotta cooperate, OK?"
"I hate studying!" Aaron replied.
"I know, but it's the only way!" I tried to reason with him. Dad then appeared, the dreaded spanking paddle in hand.
The next few minutes were not pleasant. Dad pulled out Aaron's study desk chair and sitting down he motioned his youngest over to his side. Aaron already looked miserable, his fists clenching and unclenching.
Dad pointed the paddle at Aaron, "I warned you about screwing this up Aaron, now you will pay, over my knee!" Dad commanded and pulled Aaron over his lap, Aaron's naked body flopping into place quite quickly.
Naturally, I could not help but focus on my little brother's hot naked butt cheeks, somewhat splayed. From where I was standing, my mouth was shamelessly watering. Aaron's butthole was in full view and my mind wanted to lewdly fantasize about giving his virgin orifice a long and delicious tongue bath.
Then Dad started to paddle him. From the get go, Aaron was not very stoic. Who could be? Attached to Dad's strong arm, that paddle was a miserable weapon with no remorse.
"Please Daddy no!!" Aaron wailed as the paddle flew furiously up and down and side to side turning Aaron's attractive cheeks from one reddish hue to the next deeper one.
"I'll do better I promiisseeee!" he cried out, tears pouring out of his eyes as the paddle continued its scathing journey, now focused some on Aaron's tender sit-spots.
"I will not tolerate your lazy attitude towards school! An education is a very important thing Aaron!" Dad lectured.
"Yes sir! Yes sir! I know sir!" Aaron replied holding very still and hoping that the blistering punishment could now stop, but it did not. Ten hard smacks and more crying later, Dad continued,
"I have a good mind to force you to study with Donny. I didn't want to force you son, but you've nearly given me no choice and he offered!"
"I'll do it, I'll do anything please. Don't kick me off the team Dad please!!" Aaron begged and me with him.
"I swear to God Aaron, if you fail me again, you will get a lot more than just this hair brush … DO! <Swat, Swat!> … YOU! <Swat, Swat!> … Understand?!!" <Swat, Splat! Swat! Whap!>
"Yes Daddy, Oh yes Daddy, Ohpleasestopithurtssomuch!!" Aaron wailed and I winced. I had never seen my old man so upset at either of us!
Finally the onslaught stopped, "OK son, you can get up," Dad said and helped Aaron to standing. My God his ass was a mess and the finger-tips of just one hand gingerly felt the seared surfaces as the other wiped his face of gooey wetness.
Dad stood, "OK … here's the deal. You can stay on the team … BUT … you WILL get a B average this next month and no more C's Aaron. You are JUST as capable as Donny to get good grades. And if you don't … " and then Dad looked at us,
"… you are off the team for the rest of the season (said looking sternly only at Aaron) and BOTH of you are going to get your hind ends in slings that you will NOT like … am I clear?"
"Yes Daddy!" we both said simultaneously.
Dad sighed, hugged Aaron who not surprisingly hugged Dad quite closely back and then Dad motioned me to join them. I did. Dad kissed me on my cheek and Aaron on his,
"All right then. You had better take care of each other because now you're in it together!" and that was that. Dad left the room and us to our miseries.
I blew out my cheeks, I felt as exhausted as Aaron looked and he was straining to look at his own ass,
"Fuck that hurt," he said bluntly and then looked at me, "Get your rocks off watching?" he said seriously.
"No!" I replied wanting to feel offended, but had to settle for a bit of sheepish guilt.
"Lighten up! You don't have to lie Donny," he said in his typical "just joking" manner.
"Maybe a little," I admitted.
"OK what?" he asked. I looked at him and shrugged, "Maybe … I wanted to eat out your butthole."
He chuckled, "Hell, why not … maybe it'll make this pain go away, then you can suck me off and if you do a good job, you can beat your meat as well."
I was kind of incredulous. Aaron seemed to be quite generous despite his humiliating punishment. Then again, neither of us really thought of our spankings from Dad as all that embarrassing, just very painful and to be avoided!
I got so damn excited as I watched Aaron put a pillow onto the middle of his bed and then climbed on top of it and spread his thighs far apart as he relaxed tummy down, his red welted ass right on top and his butthole, ready for some service!
"Make me feel good and you'll feel good. Make me feel bad big brother and I swear that I'll beat your ass black and blue and won't care if our parents know about it or not!"
I nodded, "I get it," I said but then I carefully, oh so carefully climbed up on the bed and straddled my head over Aaron's hot boy pussy.
I slowly lowered my head and tried not to breath on him. I didn't want him to think he was being submissive or anything like that. I carefully then started to lick at his hole, not being too coy or delicate either. I was not making love to him, my job was to pleasure him.
But the pleasure was all mine as Aaron had sweated up a storm and was deliciously salty everywhere my tongue landed, but the best part was that he got into it. Aaron started to moan and his breathing deepened,
"Oh yea … that's pretty nice … just like that, around the ring and then get that tongue deeper in … " so I did; but my dick was seriously getting to a very thin edge and badly needing to unload!
"Aaron, I gotta stop or I'll cream my pants!" I confessed as I was supposed to.
"Too bad big brother. I won't let you stop and if you don't control yourself and cream your pants, you will be punished and not with a spanking either … you know how much it would hurt for me to fuck you to the hilt, not all nicey-nice like last night?"
I groaned and didn't have to guess much to know it would hurt like hell!
"OK fine, I guess what will happen will happen," I half lamented, half felt the inevitable coming quickly. Despite Aaron's obvious real threat of pain in my backside, my dick would probably force me to do its bidding … damn thing.
I settled in and tried to do my job, enjoy it, but not too much. Good luck with that because quickly it was not working and that was because Aaron was enjoying his role a little too much, maybe even faking it to get my goat (and land my ass in a sling!)
"Oh yea big bro, OH that feels so damn good! <wiggle, shimmy, wiggle, wiggle!> his ass cheeks slapping my face side to side!
"Deeper! Yea, you know you like it, you like my hot ass, you like my tasty boyhole, oh yea you do!" and up came his cheeks and "caressed" my face once again! Damn him! My dick was about to blow its load!
"Oh yea bro! Oh yea, I can feel that down to my toes!" he claimed and whether it was true or not was now immaterial.
"SHIT!" I said and my face wadded up in a sour grimace as the unwanted orgasm washed over my whole body and my balls soaked a full load of boy-spunk into my shorts and trousers.
Aaron chuckled, "Let me up, you get your ass naked. It's time to pay up!" and I slowly did. I got up, Aaron got up, his dick still limp however. I got naked.
"On your knees, suck my mother-fucking dick hard and then get on the bed, ass up!" he commanded.
I gave into it, there was nothing I could do. I could wish for a parent to knock on the door and bust in on us, but that would not be worth the mayhem of explaining why Aaron and I were having sex together. Actually, Dad might care, Mom would not or maybe neither of them would give a shit, "boys will be boys" kind of thing.
At any rate, I got Aaron hard by sucking his dick, that was easy. Taking his huge hard monster up my tight ass would be a different thing. I got up on the bed and the pillow and prepared to be mounted, legs spread so wide that I thought my hips would become unhinged.
"It's not NICE to lose control big brother!" Aaron announced, got behind me and just pushed himself inside, HARD! I had like two seconds to bury my head in the pillow at my head and scream my bloody mouth out!
Thankfully, he waited the few minutes for me to stop thrashing around like a hooked fish as pain poured through my body, not sexy at all. It was pure punishment and yet, in a way I could not explain, I felt like I somehow owed him or something and eventually the pain did let up.
Aaron seemed satisfied and went slower, "Oh yeeaaa, such a tight pussy!" he said and that helped me to sink further into pleasing him. I think my dick even started to get hard again.
Aaron picked up the pace and started to fuck me doggy style and I even started to enjoy it some, pushing back with my hips.
"Oh yea, that's it Donny, show me you like being my BITCH!" he practically yelled and then stopped. We both looked at the bedroom door expecting somebody to react to his loud voice, but nothing happened.
His hand then slapped my ass and he chuckled, "Imagine Dad walking in on this!"
I had to chuckle as well and just shrugged, "Yea, I think he would have a heart attack!"
"Yea prolly!" Aaron said and for the first time, it felt kind of cool to be doing something really edgy with Aaron despite what our parents might think and he seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself despite the close call with Dad.
Suffice it to say, Aaron emptied himself really deep inside of me this time and he even praised me calling me a "Good bitch." I had to laugh, I guess it was inevitable that I might feel good by him saying that and I did.
And yet I also still felt the anxiety of his friends knowing about me and now, the fresh worry over Aaron's grades and my new responsibility to help him bring them up or else! The weekend would be coming up again and as far as I knew, Mom and Dad would likely be going out for at least one weekend day and not even God knew what Aaron would have me doing at his behest.
© Copyright PJ Franklin August 11, 2011
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