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.

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 Nifty Archive.

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Sibling Rivalry – Unresolved

By

YLeeCoyote@juno.com

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 disdain 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 stripped.  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 dumped 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 was too late for my little brother had 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 stripped 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.© YLeeCoyote

"Just like a little boy!" he proclaimed.

Bobby felt me and added: "Yea; his pubis is 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 registered.  At least for now he is the dominant brother for he had 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 took complete physical control by grabbing my head and thrusting in and out hard until he shots his load deep into me.  I tried not to swallow, but he stayed in me, still hard.  I had no choice for it was 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 was fully spread-eagled with my ass in the air.  My cock was pulled down and the pain emphasized how they had 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 lube.  He coated my fuck hole with the lube 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 strokes 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 Steve's 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's 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.

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