Owning Eric, Part 1
As he walked into his quarters, dripping with sweat, Eric stretched and felt the effects of his workout. It was one of the best he’d ever had. He felt great. Of course, he was in great shape to begin with, he was a Navy SEAL, after all, but ever since he’d gotten those motivational tapes when he was home on leave, it was like there was no stopping him. He was a total workout machine, able to push himself further and harder than ever before.
He stripped off his sweaty T-shirt and looked at his chest in the mirror. The results of all his effort was really starting to show. His muscles were hard and defined, including a ripped set of abs and his big pecs, covered with a fine coat of black hair. He smiled as he flexed and checked himself out. Man, if the chicks didn’t dig him before, they’d be all over him now. Just thinking about that made his dick twitch, because he hadn’t gotten any tail in a while. Not since he was home on leave for the holidays, as a matter of fact.
Stripping off the rest of his clothes, Eric hopped in the shower to wash off the sweat. Soon he was drying off his close-cropped black hair. He tossed the towel in the hamper and emerged from the bathroom naked. He took a pair of boxer briefs and stepped into them. It was late (he often liked to work out late in the evening, when there were fewer people in the gym). Eric decided he’d catch some TV and then go to sleep. He had to be up early the next morning.
The sound of the phone ringing jarred Eric awake. I must have fallen asleep watching TV, he thought. Grabbing the remote, he turned the TV off and looked at the clock as he grabbed the phone. It was just after midnight.
“Hello?” he said, in a somewhat drowsy voice.
“Hey bro!” replied the voice on the other end of the phone.
“Oh, hey Danny,” Eric said to his little brother. Danny was some twelve years younger than Eric, who was almost 30. He was a real surprise to their parents, who weren’t expecting him, and a real pain to Eric, since the last thing any teenager wants is a baby brother to look after. Still, Eric helped take care of his little bro and he knew Danny looked up to him. Still, it was the first time Danny had ever called him on base, which was a long way from home.
“What’s going on?” Eric asked, “Is everything alright?”
“Oh, everything’s fine,” Danny said. “I just missed you and wanted to talk. I wish you could have stayed home longer.”
“Me too, bro,” Eric said, “but you know how it is. I gotta go when Uncle Sam tells me to go.”
“Yeah,” Danny said, kind of wistfully, “You gotta do what you’re told, I guess.”
“But I’ll be home soon for the holidays,” Eric said. “It’ll only be a few weeks.”
“I can’t wait,” Danny said. Funny, Eric thought, he and Danny never got along so well that Danny would be so excited about Eric coming home for a visit. “How are those workout tapes?” his little brother asked.
“They’re amazing, bro! My workouts have never been better.”
“So you’re still listening to them?”
“Every day. I gotta thank you for copying them for me, bro.” Danny was a real wiz at electronics and stereos and stuff like that. He had this great sound setup in the basement at home. He was probably going to become a sound technician or something like that, although Eric knew Danny also entertained dreams of being a big-time DJ.
“No sweat,” Danny said. “It was my pleasure. I just wish you’d been able to stay longer so I could make sure they work.”
“Wait’ll you see the results,” Eric said proudly. “Then you’ll know they work.”
“I don’t think I can wait that long,” Danny said. “I’m hard as a rock right now, just thinkin’ about your hot, muscled bod.”
“What?” Eric said, caught totally off guard. “What are you talking about?”
“Well, it’s like this,” Danny said. “I own your ass, bro.”
When Danny said those words, it was like something clicked inside Eric’s mind. He suddenly felt completely relaxed, completely submissive. He loved listening to his little bro’s voice. He loved doing what he was told.
“Yes, sir,” he said automatically, without even thinking about it.
“Who owns your ass, Eric?”
“You do, sir. My bro Danny owns my ass.”
“That’s right. I’ve been wanting to own your hot ass for a long time, bro. Now it’s mine. I just wish the tapes could have taken effect before you left. But it’s okay, I can wait, and we can still have fun in the meanwhile.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m lying on my bed naked,” Danny said, “stroking my hard dick. That makes you horny doesn’t it bro?”
Eric thought about his little brother’s slim body. He’d seen Danny shirtless or in just his underwear plenty of times. He was thin, and almost totally hairless. He wasn’t build like Eric, he was more like a swimmer than a muscle jock. He had jaw-length straight brown hair and deep green eyes, and a big smile. Eric through about Danny stretched out naked and stroking his hard cock and instantly got a raging hardon.
“Yes, sir, that makes me really horny.”
“What are you wearing, bro?”
“Just boxers, sir.”
“Hmmmm,” Danny said. “Doesn’t seem fair that you’re wearing clothes and I’m not, does it?”
“No, sir.”
“I think you should rip those boxers off.”
“Yes, sir!” Eric said. He grabbed the slit of his boxers and pulled, his big muscles bulging. The cloth ripped easily and he felt SO much better as he tore the confining underwear off his body, leaving shreds of cloth lying on the floor and the bed.
“They’re off, sir.”
“That’s better,” Danny purred into the phone. Eric felt a thrill that he’d pleased his little bro. It felt SO good to do what his little bro told him.
“Now I’m going to give you some instructions, bro.” Danny said. “You’re going to do everything I tell you, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir, do everything my bro tells me to do.” Eric mumbled, in a trance.
“From now on, you’re going to go totally commando,” Danny said. “You’re not going to wear underwear unless you absolutely have to.”
“Yes, sir,” Eric repeated. “No underwear unless I absolutely have to wear them.”
“And you’re not going to be able to cum unless you get permission from me first,” Danny said.
“Can’t cum without your permission,” Eric muttered.
“You’re no longer interested in women. They’re a waste of your time and energy. Instead, you’re going to start checking out guys, finding the hottest ones you can.”
“Find the hottest guys I can.”
“And you’re going to offer to share your motivational tapes with the guys at the gym. You’re going to tell them how much they’ve helped you and how they can do the same thing for them.”
“Share my tapes with the guys,” Eric said. “I’ll tell them how much they’re doing for me.”
“Good,” Danny said. “Very good.” Eric was pleasing his bro. He felt SO happy!
“Now stroke that cock, bro,” Danny said. Eric gratefully grabbed his aching hardon and began stroking it, listening to Danny talk to him on the phone.
“I can’t wait until you’re back home,” Danny said. “I’m gonna bend you over and rape your hot SEAL ass!” Danny laughed and Eric shivered in anticipation.
“Oh, yes, sir!” he said, “I want it. Please fuck my tight SEAL ass!”
“You want it, don’t you, bro?”
“Oh, YES! I want your dick in my ass so bad!”
“Who owns your ass?”
“You do, sir! You own my ass!”
“Do it, slave!” Danny said, “cum now!”
“Oh, FUCK!” Eric cried out, as he blasted cum across his chest. He could hear Danny moan over the phone as his little bro came, too. “FUCK YEEEEAAAAHHHHH!”
Eric lay stunned for a moment, overwhelmed with a pleasure greater than he’d ever felt before. Then Danny’s voice brought him back to reality.
“Good job, bro. Now clean up and go to sleep. I’ll see you soon.” Danny hung up and Eric put the phone back. He picked up his shredded underwear and threw them away, wiped the cum off his chest with his bath towel, then collapsed into bed and fell deep asleep.
Eric woke up in the morning with a raging hardon. He’d had the most amazing erotic dream, but he couldn’t remember the details. He was surprised he hadn’t shot a load in his sleep. He wanted to jack off, to relieve the pressure from his balls, but he didn’t have time. He showered quickly and got dressed to go on duty. He started to grab another pair of underwear from his drawer. (What had happened to the pair he was wearing last night? he wondered.) But he stopped himself. He’d go without today. SEALS often went without underwear in the field, so it wouldn’t be that unusual. It’d be more comfortable anyway.
He put his uniform on over his naked body, enjoying the feeling of his dick and balls swinging free. On his way out the door, he stopped and looked at the picture on the dresser of his parents and his little brother, Danny, sitting on the table. He really missed them, Danny especially. He was really looking forward to his next leave.
Owning Eric, Part 2
Eric couldn’t wait to get to the gym after work that night. Ever since he’d gotten those motivational tapes from his brother Danny while home on leave, Eric’s workouts had been better than ever before.
He entered the locker room and saw his workout buddy Justin changing into his gym clothes. Justin was an ensign, Eric’s junior in both rank and age, since he was only 23. He has close-cropped blond hair, blue eyes and a body that showed some serious working out. Justin was a great swimmer and his bare chest was ripped and practically hairless. Eric had never noticed before how really hot Justin looked in his gym shorts. No wonder all the chicks were crazy for him.
“Hey, bud,” Justin said, “you ready to workout?”
Eric flashed him a big grin. “Aren’t I always lately?” he asked.
“I’ll say! Ever since you got back from leave you’ve been kicking my ass workin’ out. What’s your secret?”
Eric reached into his gym bag and pulled out a walkman and a set of earphones?
“What is it?” Justin asked. “The Backstreet Boys or something?”
“No, asshole,” Eric said, punching Justin in the shoulder. “They’re motivational workout tapes I got when I was home on leave. They’re amazing, you should try them out.”
“Really?” Justin said. “Okay, I’ll give them a try. Can I borrow them from you?”
Eric handed him the walkman. “Sure, go for it.”
The whole time they worked out, Justin listened to the tapes and had the best workout of his life. Both Navy guys pushed each other as hard as they could, getting totally pumped up. By the time the two guys were ready to hit the showers, Justin was a total convert.
“You’re right, man,” he said, “those tapes are fuckin’ amazing! I never felt so totally focused on working out.”
As they stripped down to hit the showers, Eric couldn’t help but notice how good Justin looked. He was really pumped up from the workout and every muscle showed in total definition. His pecs stuck out, each one topped with a tight pink nipple, down to his ripped abs and his blond bush. As Justin slid off his workout shorts, Eric got a good look at his smooth bubble butt and, when he turned around, a look at Justin’s long, uncut dick and low-hanging balls. They started making Eric’s mouth water and he wasn’t even sure why.
Eric hurried to strip off his own clothes as Justin tossed a towel over his shoulder and headed for the showers. It was late, so nobody else was around and Justin didn’t really care who saw him. As a matter of fact, it felt good to be showing off his body after working so hard on it. As he soaped up his own body, rubbing his muscles, Eric couldn’t help but steal glances at Justin under the showerhead across from him. Justin’s body was so hot especially all wet and soaped up. Eric couldn’t help himself; his dick started to get hard looking at his hot workout buddy.
“Whoa!” Justin said, noticing Eric’s big boner. “Looks like you need to get some action there, bud.”
Eric didn’t even try to cover up his hardon, he just kind of shrugged it off.
“Yeah,” he said, “that’s what happens when I think about something really hot?”
“What, you mean that chick from the bar we went to last week?” Justin said with a laugh. Eric looked him straight in the eyes.
“No, I’m thinking of your hot muscle bod.”
“What?” Justin said. He was totally blown away, he couldn’t believe Eric has just said he was hard over him!
“Yeah,” Eric continued, like he was in a trance, “You’ve got a hot body Justin, too hot for you to own.”
“What are you talking about, man?” Justin said.
“Justin, my brother Danny owns your ass.”
Suddenly Justin’s eyes started to glaze over as the subliminal programming from the tapes kicked in. He swayed a little bit on his feet under the shower spray.
“Danny owns my ass,” he muttered.
“That’s right,” Eric said, openly stroking his dick now. “Danny is your master.”
“Danny is my master.”
“I’m going to give you orders from Master Danny, and you’re going to obey them.”
“Obey,” Justin repeated, “must obey orders from Master Danny.”
“From now on, you’re going to go totally commando,” Eric said. “You’re not going to wear underwear unless you absolutely have to.”
“Yes, sir,” Justin repeated. “No underwear unless I absolutely have to.”
“And you’re not going to be able to cum unless you get permission from me first,” Eric said.
“Can’t cum without your permission,” Justin muttered.
“You’re no longer interested in women. They’re a waste of your time. Instead, you’re totally hot for guys, especially the Master and his slaves.”
“Hot for guys,” Justin said, his eyes coming to rest of Eric’s hard dick. His own big, uncut cock instantly started to harden until it was standing totally at attention.
“More than anything, you want cock,” Eric said.
“Want cock,” Justin muttered, eyes glued to his buddy’s boner.
“What do you want?” Eric said.
“I want cock, sir,” Justin replied.
“What do you want?”
“I want cock, sir.”
“What do you want?” Eric said louder.
“I want cock, sir!” Justin said, each repetition burning the idea into his brain. He wanted cock so bad, more than anything else.
“Get on your knees,” Eric said and Justin immediately obeyed. Eric walked up to his junior officer, his hard cock just inches from Justin’s face. Justin was practically drooling, unable to take his eyes off it.
“Suck it,” Eric said, and Justin instantly plunged onto his dick, taking as much of it as he could down his throat. He sucked vigorously, jacking on his own dick as Eric continued giving him orders.
“Yeah, ensign, suck that cock, you fuckin’ love to suck cock don’t you? You’re a total slave to cock, can’t get enough of it.”
“Yes, sir!” Justin gasped between mouthfuls of dick. “I’m a total slave to cock, SIR!”
“Fuck yeah, take my load cockslave!” Eric said. He grabbed the back of Justin’s head and pulled him down on his dick all the way as he felt his hot load blast out into Justin’s mouth and heard the ensign eagerly gulp it all down.
Eric took a couple steps back and looked at Justin, kneeling on the floor naked and smiled. “Jack your cock,” he said.
“Yes, sir!” Justin replied, fisting his hard dick and jacking it hard.
“Yeah, jack that cock,” Eric said. “Shoot your load!”
“Oh, oh, I’m coming, sir!” Justin said, “I’m coming!”
“Who owns your ass?” Eric said.
“Oh, Master Danny owns my ass!” Justin shouted as he came. He shot a massive load all over the shower room floor.
The hot water carried the pearly cum and swirled it down the drain as Justin picked himself up off the floor and he and Eric went back to finishing their showers, like nothing had happened. When they were done then toweled off and got dressed.
As they were heading out of the locker room, Eric clapped Justin on the shoulder. “Hey, I’m going back home on leave in a couple of weeks, why don’t you come with me?”
Justin smiled, “Sure, that sounds like a good idea,” he said, having no idea why he agreed so quickly, or what was waiting for him and Eric back home.
Owning Eric, Part 3
“Hey, I’m home!” Eric yelled as he stood in the doorway of his parents’ house. He dropped his duffel bag on the floor as he heard footsteps on the stairs.
“Well, sounds like somebody’s home,” Eric’s buddy Justin said.
Justin was a SEAL, too, an ensign, just a few years younger than Eric. He had buzz-cut blond hair, blue eyes, and a fantastic body, made all the better by the motivational workout tapes Eric started sharing with him a few weeks ago. The tapes made their workouts so much more intense, and gave them the extra drive and energy to get the most out of them. Eric felt closer to Justin after they’d been workout buddies for a while, so he invited Justin to come with him on leave. He knew they could find some action in some of the places Eric knew of, and it was good to have a buddy to hang out with.
Eric’s little brother Danny can bounding down the stairs. Danny was only 18, a good 12 years younger than Eric. He was a good deal smaller than his commando brother, too. Danny had a thin build, like a swimmer rather than a body-builder, and he wore loose, baggy clothes; jeans that were two sizes too big, hanging down to show his boxer shorts, a white T-shirt, and a hemp necklace with some beads woven into it. His light brown hair was perfectly straight, and jaw-length. He was barefoot, although his jeans almost covered his feet.
“Hey, bro!” Danny said as he hit the first floor landing. “I was wondering when you’d get home.” He stopped short when he spotted Justin standing just behind his brother. “Who’s this?” he asked with a smile.
“This is my buddy Justin,” Eric said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. “Justin, this is my little brother, Danny,”
“Hey,” Justin said. He’d heard all about Eric’s brother, and he wasn’t interested in hanging out with some 18 year-old kid.
“Where are Mom and Dad?” Eric asked.
“They’re not home yet,” Danny said, tossing his hair out of his eyes. That’s strange, Eric thought. He figured for sure that his parents would be home to greet him, they always where when he came home on leave.
“Did they say when they were going to be back?” Eric said. Danny shook his head.
“Nope, but pretty soon, I guess.”
“Okay,” Eric said with a shrug. “I guess we’ll go get unpacked. This way, Justin.” Eric led Justin up the stairs to his old room. As they were headed up, he stopped for a moment and looked back. Danny was standing at the foot of the stairs watching them go up with a strange, satisfied look on his face. Eric wondered what his brother was up to that made him look so smug. Probably planned a practical joke or something.
Eric led Justin into his old room upstairs and they tossed their duffels on the floor next to the bed. Justin stretched and tried to work out some of the kinks in his muscles from the long trip over.
“Well,” Eric said. “If my folks aren’t home, how about we go out and grab something to eat, then maybe check out a couple of those bars I told you about?”
“Sounds good, man,” Justin said. “I could use some action.” Both men grinned at each other.
“Okay, why don’t you hit the shower and I’ll start unpacking,” Eric said. “It’s right down the hall, and all the towels and stuff are right there. Then I can shower and we can get going.”
“Okay,” Justin said. He grabbed some toiletries from his duffel bag and stripped down to his boxers. Eric watched out of the corner of his eye as Justin’s clothes came off. First the shirt, showing off his chiseled, muscular chest. Justin had very little body hair and what he had was very blond. His chest was awesome. Eric had found himself admiring it when they worked out or showered together. Justin took his shoes and socks off, then slid his pants down, revealing his legs, which were corded with muscle. He was wearing standard issue boxer shorts, which Eric hardly ever bothered to wear any more. Justin grabbed his shower kit and headed off down the hall. Soon, Eric could hear the water running in the shower.
He started unpacking his clothes, thinking about what to wear. It’d be nice to get into some civilian clothes for a while, and he wanted something to show off all the work on his body, something that would drive the chicks wild. It has been so long since he’d gotten off, Eric was unbelievably horny. He didn’t even have time to jack off any more, it seemed.
Eric was so lost in thought he never even noticed Danny come into the room. His little brother came over and flopped down on the bed.
“So, what have you been up to, bro?” Eric asked Danny, who smiled that same smug little grin he’d seen at the foot of the stairs.
“Oh, not much,” Danny said. “You know, stuff. Just playin around with some re-mix ideas for tapes and CDs.”
“Yeah?” Eric said distractedly, “what kind?”
“Nothing you’d care about,” Danny said. “It’s not important.” There was a moment of silence as Eric continued putting clothes away, then Danny spoke again. “I’m really glad to see you, bro.”
“Hey, I’m glad to see you too, kiddo,” Eric said.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Danny said in a deep, husky voice, making Eric turn back towards him.
“What are you talking abou...?” Eric stopped in stunned silence. Danny was lying across his bed, with his jeans and boxers down around his ankles. His dick was totally hard and Danny was stroking it.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Eric said. “Danny put that thing away!” Jesus! he thought, what if Justin should walk back in and see this?
“Why?” Danny said with a smile. “I got it out for you.”
“What are you talking about?” Eric said. Danny licked his lips and smiled.
“I own your ass, bro.”
A feeling of total calm and submission washed over Eric as his own will and identity disappeared. The clothes fell from his hands to the floor and he couldn’t take his eyes off of his brother’s deep blue ones.
“Yes, sir,” he said.
“Who owns your ass?” Danny asked.
“My little brother Danny does,” Eric replied immediately. Danny smiled.
“Good,” he said. “Now strip for me, jock-slave.”
“Yes, sir,” Eric said. He began unbuttoning his uniform shirt.
“Not like that,” Danny interrupted. “I want you to rip the clothes off your body. NOW!”
“Yes, sir!” Eric said. He grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked. Buttons popped and tore and the shirt ripped open. He pulled it off and grabbed the waistband of his pants. With a grunt, he tore them open and ripped down the seams, tearing them to shreds.
“No underwear,” Danny said. “Good boy.” Eric felt tremendous pleasure from his brother’s praise. He was so glad he was pleasing him. Nothing was more important than pleasing his little brother.
Eric took off his shoes and socks and stood naked in front of his brother.
“You like looking at my body, don’t you, bro?” Danny said.
“Yes, sir, I love looking at your body,” Eric responded.
“The more you see, the hornier you get and the more you want it,” Danny said. He stood up, letting his pants and underwear fall to the floor, and stepping out of them. Eric could feel his cock swell as he looked at his brothers slim, muscular legs, his bare feet, his cute butt and, most of all, his throbbing, hard cock, standing up almost straight out of his light brown bush. Danny grabbed the bottom of his shirt with both hands and began slowly pulling it up, showing his tight stomach. Every inch of exposed skin made Eric hornier and hotter until he was sure he wouldn’t be able to stand it any more.
The shirt went up past Danny’s abs, up to his pecs with their pert pink nipples, exposed his pits with the light dusting of hair, exposed his neck, then his arms. Then the shirt hit the floor and Danny was naked, too, except for the choker necklace he wore, and Eric’s dick was so hard he thought it would explode.
“Come here,” Danny said, and Eric, helpless to resist, immediately moved to obey. “Get on your knees,” he said.
“Yessir,” Eric moaned, sinking to his knees in front of his little brother. He was face to face with Danny’s hard dick, the foreskin peeled back from the head, which was glistening with precum.
“You want to suck that dick, don’t you?” Danny asked. Eric moaned.
“Oh, my god, I want it so bad!” he said.
“Beg for it.”
Eric looked up into his brother’s eyes. “Oh please, sir,” he pleaded, “PLEASE let me suck your beautiful cock!” Danny smiled, then threw his head back, and laughed. He looked back down at his brother, his big brother the Navy SEAL, kneeling naked on the floor in front of him and begging for his cock and smiled.
“Suck it,” he said.
Eric gratefully dived on his brother’s cock, taking it all into his mouth. He’d never felt anything so good in his entire life. He loved the taste, the smell, the feel, everything about it. It felt so incredibly good to be going down on his brother’s cock.
“That’s right,” he heard Danny say, “suck that dick, slaveboy, suck it good.” Eric moaned his assent and continued to do as his master commanded, happy he was pleasing him. “Oh, yeaaaaaaah!” Danny moaned. Eric was so into it, he was startled when he heard Justin’s voice from the doorway.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?!”
Danny pushed Eric’s face off his dick and Eric turned to look at his Navy buddy, wearing only a towel around his waist, standing in the doorway and looking utterly stunned at the sight of his buddy, his superior officer, down on his knees sucking some 18 year-old punk’s dick. Eric knew he should feel badly about what he was doing, that he should offer Justin some kind of explanation, but all he cared about was getting Danny’s cock back into his mouth.
For his part, Danny didn’t look surprised at all, even though he was facing down a guy who must have outweighed him by nearly a hundred pounds.
“Cool it, dude,” Danny said. “We’re just havin a little fun.”
“A little... Jesus!” Justin said. “Eric, what the fuck are you doing?”
Eric didn’t even pause to think about it.
“I’m sucking my master’s cock, sir,” he said. “It feels good to do what my master Danny tells me to do.” Justin started to look sick, and confused.
“Is this some kind of... Eric, c’mon, man, this isn’t funny.”
“Who owns your ass, bro?” Danny asked Eric.
“You do, sir, my little brother Danny owns my ass,” Eric said proudly.
Justin started to turn to walk out the door.
“Don’t go, Justin,” Danny said.
“Fuck that!” Justin said, “You fags can do whatever you want, but I’m getting out of here.”
“I don’t think so,” Danny said. “You see, Justin, I bet I own your ass, too.”
Justin stopped in mid-turn, and turned slowly back towards Danny, a glazed look came over his face and his body relaxed as he felt his will slip away, replaced by a desire to obey, to do exactly what he was told.
“Yes, sir,” he said.
“Come over here,” Danny said, and Justin obeyed. Danny smiled. “You really like watching your buddy Eric suck my dick, don’t you?” he said.
“Yes, sir,” Justin said, “love watching my bud suck your dick.”
“In fact, you wish it could be you, don’t you, Justin?”
“Yes, sir,” Justin said. The bulge beneath his towel was getting visibly bigger.
“Drop the towel.”
Justin pulled the towel from his waist and let it fall to the floor. His cock was fully hard, standing out for his body.
“On your knees,” Danny said, and Justin instantly obeyed. Danny looked down at his two slaves, staring up adoringly at him.
“Now suck,” he said, and both of the muscular SEALs got to work sucking on their teenaged master’s hard cock. The sucked and licked together, French kissing each other with Danny’s cock between their lips, running up and down the shaft, switching off sucking his dick and his balls, all while Danny moaned and laughed at the two big, tough commandos sucking cock like cheap whores. He encouraged them, telling them when to suck and how good it felt, and Eric and Justin became lost in a haze of lust, knowing nothing except the need to please their master.
Soon Danny had both of them bent over Eric’s bed, begging for their master’s cock.
“Please, please, sir, fuck me!” Eric said.
“Oh fuck me, sir!” Justin moaned, “FUCK ME! I need your cock in my tight, virgin ass!”
Danny fucked Justin first, slamming into his ass as Justin cried out for more, begging for Danny’s cock, yelling out his name. Then Danny pulled out and pressed the head of his dick against his big brother’s tight hole.
Eric gasped. He’d never felt anything like it before. It was the most pleasure he’d ever felt.
“OH PLEASE, FUCK ME, SIR! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” he cried. He couldn’t stop saying it. He just kept begging Danny to fuck him, over and over again as his little brother pounded into his ass, calling him a slaveboy and a cheap slut and laughing as he pounded his big brother’s military ass.
“OH YEAH!” Danny yelled, “I’m gonna shoot! Do it slaveboys, cum now!” Danny threw back his head and roared and Eric and Justin simultaneously shot the biggest loads of their lives, without even touching their dicks.
Eric’s parents came in to find Danny busy setting the table for dinner. They were pleasantly surprised when Danny told them that he and Eric and Eric’s friend Justin had made dinner already, and they were thrilled at how well Danny was getting along with his brother and what a nice young man Justin seemed to be. Eric and Justin said they were tired from their long trip and went to bed early, while Danny went down into his workspace in the basement to work on the sound-mix of his new CDs some more. He had his first big DJ gig coming up, and Danny was planning for this to be a VERY special party...