Owning Eric

By DannydDaLionKing
published September 21, 2005
18480 words
Summary

Eric comes home on leave to find his lil bro has been busy…

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…

Owning Eric, Part 4

Eric hadn’t been home on leave for a few months so he was enjoying having some time off. His little brother Danny seemed to be glad to have him home, too, which was kind of a surprise to Eric, since he and Danny didn’t always get along. Danny was a lot younger than him, 18 to Eric’s 29, and he was kind of a slacker compared to Eric, who was an Naval officer and a SEAL to boot.

“Bro, I have really been looking forward to you coming home.” Danny had said with a gleam in his eye. “You should see my tape production lab in the basement,” Danny bragged. “It’s as good as anything at school and I can make most any tape. I have even done some re-mixes with special sound effects. Can I show you?” Danny practically begged.

“Sure Danny,” Eric said, “We can check it out later.” With that Danny said “cool” and headed off for soccer practice. After spending some time watching TV, Eric called up his buddy Justin who was on leave with him. Justin was staying at a nearby hotel but he wasn’t in his room when Eric called. Probably out banging some bitch, he thought. Justin was a real ladies man and, with his pumped up good looks and his blond hair, he got more than his share of pussy.

Eric was getting bored when he remembered Danny talking about his sound setup in the basement. What the hell, he figured, might as well check it out.

When he got down into the cellar, Danny’s stuff was scattered all over the place. He looked it over, but it wasn’t all that interesting to him, just a bunch of recording decks, a computer and some tapes and CDs. Then Eric remembered the place under the loose board at the foot of the stairs where he used to hide stuff. Just maybe…

BINGO! He looked in there and found some tapes and a notebook. The notebook was a journal of some sort. Danny’s secret thoughts? Eric thought, oh, man, I have got to read this!

He started reading the journal and it was more like some kind of scientific log, although not for very long.

Day One: Gym: I snuck into the gym and put my new workout tapes in place of the regular gym tapes. They look identical and they have the same collection of songs, but they have the new subliminals on them, too. The guys on the team worked out in the gym to the music for two hours. Coach was in the room too. Things seemed to go okay without anyone noticing anything different. I wore my ear-plugs and nobody noticed.

Day Seven: Gym: The guys on the team have been exposed to the subliminals for seven days, two hours a day. Coach has been exposed about five times for a total of 8-10 hours. They seem no different. I will wait till end of practice tomorrow before putting it to the test.

Day Eight: Locker room: Things went even better than I could have expected!

I waited until after practice when we were in the locker room changing. As soon as everyone was there I made sure the door was locked and hopped up on the bench.

“Hey guys I got an announcement!” I said. They all turned and looked at me. I just smiled and said. “Dudes… I OWN YOUR ASSES!” It was like I flicked a switch. Their eyes glazed over and they all just stood there, repeating “Danny owns my ass.” They were totally mindless. Totally mine.

I didn’t waste any time, “Ok Dudes. You all are feeling really horny. You want to strip naked. In fact, you LOVE being naked. Nakedness feels really good. You love to be naked because nakedness is the sign of a true slaveboy.”

The clothes started flying immediately as all the dudes on the team stripped off their uniforms, their socks, their shoes, and their jocks, all of them standing totally bareass naked and most of them starting to show boners as my suggestions got into their minds.

“Love to be naked,” they all muttered.

“And why do you love to be naked?” I asked.

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slaveboy,” they answered in unison.

“Good boys, really good. From now on you are all my sex slaves. Every time you find yourself in this good feeling you will want to be my sex slaves. You will want to do anything I command.” I informed my once straight soccer team.

“…anything you command,” they all chanted. All twenty of my teammates were standing there, naked, jacking their cocks because they were SO fucking horny. It was just what I had always wanted. I told them they each had to suck my cock and to get in line like in practice. They obeyed without delay and soon, John, the youngest guy on the team, was on his knees paying homage to his new master’s cock.

John kneeling in front of me was so hot. He’s a hot jock, young, and built. He has blond hair and green eyes, and that innocent boy look all the chicks loved. I was in heaven. The rest of the team just stood there playing with their cocks.

Looking over at Jay the team captain. “Jay you are a total cocksucker. You love cocks. All you want to do is go around and suck the team’s cocks so they will stay nice and hard. You can not let them cum though. You can only suck them for five minutes and then go on to the next cock.”

“Yes, master!” Jay said. “I love cock!” He instantly got down on his knees and started sucking the nearest cock.

“Greg,” I called out to the assistant captain. “All you want to do is lick my tight ass. You love the taste of my ass Greg. You love it.”

Greg almost dove for my ass as Jay started sucking dick. They both had looks of total desire on their faces. I LOVED IT. I can not explain the total turn on it was to have these once straight dudes working each others cocks (which they had started on their own) and sucking cocks and licking my ass. They would have beat the shit out of me before. Now they ADORED me, WORSHIPPED me.

“Lick my balls Johnny,” I directed from above. “You are doing great slaveboy. You just LOVE to suck cock. You live to suck cock Johnny. And most of all, you live to suck MY cock, Johnny.” Damn I love it. Twenty studs willing to do whatever I wanted. I felt in heaven, Johnny boy sucking me off and Greg eating my ass. I was gonna have to fuck something soon.

I eventually couldn’t stand it any longer and wanted to fuck the two biggest studs on the team, Scott and Brian. I ordered them on their knees and then had the two captains get behind them to lick their holes nice and wet for the fucking I was about to give them. Johnny kept sucking me like a good slave boy. The others watched, kissing each other, feeling each other up and jerking each other. My command that they be sex slaves seemed to have a good effect on them

“That’s it Greg and Jay. You love licking your team mates asses. They taste so GOOD, and you love it. You want them nice and wet for my cock don’t you!” I demanded of my new toys.

“YES, MASTER!” they cried as they slobbered all over their teammates’ asses. I knew I would end up fucking all four of them. I picked Scott as the one I would blow my load inside of. He was the straightest of the bunch and I wanted him to feel another guy’s cum explode into his guts.

Scott looked better than your typical high school jock. He had been working on his bod for some time and it showed. Truly defined muscle like Scot’s didn’t usually show up until guys hit their 20’s. Scot was all muscle. His dark hair and blue eyes would catch your attention and then his perfect body, smooth tight pecs, big biceps and cute bubble butt would destroy you. The girls at school had all succumbed to his good looks. Well, the ones he wanted anyway. He was a big chick hound, and there he was getting his ass licked so he could let his MASTER fuck him. It was too perfect.

As Jay worked on Scott’s ass, Greg was going to town on Brian’s. I had always suspected Brian was bi or at least curious. I didn’t want to take the risk I was wrong before, and now, well now it doesn’t matter, does it? Brian was about 5’11", with brown hair and brown eyes. He had this smile that made you think he was up to something and he was a total stud on the field. He was probably the best player on the team. Though his body was not up to the form that Scott’s was, his was that teenager body that is a powerhouse. The strong muscles under smooth skin.

There they were on all fours, loving the tongues bathing their holes, ever ready to get fucked by their master. Their 7 inch of cocks as a rocks. Seemed though they had different body types, Scot and Brian both had relatively the same size cock. Though not important to me, they would be using them on their buds soon enough.

I let Johnny work my cock real hard and then told Jay and Greg to suck each other off while I fucked the studs, they started to 69 immediately. Walking up behind Scott and Brian I made sure they were ready.

“Scott, Brian…I own your asses bros. And you want my hard cock inside them don’t you, guys? You love to have my hard cock deep in your ass, you NEED it in your ass.”

“Yes, Sir!” they both responded instantly. “You own our asses Sir. We NEED your cock inside them, Sir. Our asses love your cock deep inside them. We love your cock, Sir,” and to accentuate what they said, they both thrust their ass in the air, hoping theirs would be the first I fucked.

I took Brian’s first. Only because I knew I had to save my boy juice for Scott’s tight muscle ass. I ran my hands over his hot jock ass. Those smooth melons with a little bit of Greg’s spit still shining on it. My touch seemed to send shivers up Brian’s back.

He reacted like a cheap whore, thrusting his ass further into the air begging “Fuck me, Sir, please fuck me. I need your cock so badly, Sir!”

I just laughed. Pushing my Johnny-lubed cock into his wet hole. He relaxed his butt for me and I slipped in, tightly but without much trouble, seems if the mind is totally willing the body will follow along. Inside him was nice and warm, tight, pulling on my cock. I started to rock back and forth and Brian was in heaven. Moaning with no discernible words.

I reached around his sides and grabbed his throbbing cock jerking it for him. While he moaned I leaned against him and whispered, “You cant cum unless I tell you to Brian. Just enjoy the feeling of your master in side you and jerking you. Each fuck, each jerk you become more assured of how much you love to SERVE me.”

“Serve you, Master” he moaned. We must have fucked for ten minutes. I looked over at Scott. Still on his hands and knees and two of my other slaves seemed to sense he had to be kept lubed, as they had taken up to both lick his ass, each taking a turn with their tongue down his hole. They were such good boys.

The look on Scott’s face was priceless. He had this low guttural moan leaving him, probably because of his buddies rimming him, and he looked at Brian like a jealous slut, wanting all the cock for himself. He was actually ENVIOUS that his buddy was getting fucked by some other dude. Mr. Straight boy, Mr. Pussy Doctor was now wanting cock so bad he was jealous of anyone else getting it.

“You want some of this dick, Scott?” I asked him, already knowing the answer. “You need this cock, Scott?”

“Yes Master, I truly need it. I must have it, Sir, please!” Scott begged.

“You can have it Scott but the only reason for getting fucked is so the top can cum isn’t it Scott?” I lead him to his own end.

“Yes, Master, so the top can cum.”

“And where do you want me to cum Scott?” I questioned.

“Sir?” Scott asked in a daze.

“You want me to cum inside you don’t you, Scott?” I pushed on. It was like watching a light snap on.

“Yes Master, please CUM INSIDE ME SIR!” He begged with true fervor. Seems he really liked the idea. If you had asked him, I bet he would have thought it was his. I needed no other requirement. I entered Scott as I had entered his jock buddy. Who by the way was laying on his back sucking Greg’s cock. He was hard and Greg was working on his cock as well.

Once inside Scott, I began to fuck him slowly till his ass got used to it. Then I built up speed and thrust and began to fuck Scott hard. I fucked him like a cheap slut. His moaning doing nothing but make me want to fuck him harder.

“Scott, you love to get fucked the harder the better. To be honest Scott the harder I fuck you the more gay you become. The deeper I fuck you the more of a true and utter sex slave you are. And you love it all, you want it all, beg for it Scott beg to be turned into a fuckslave for my amusement.”

“Oh Fuck Sir. I love your cock fuck me harder Sir.” I pounded into his ass.

“Fuck me Sir, not much left of the straight boy Sir, please fuck him out of me.” As I fucked him his hole opened up, as if the straight boy in him lost more and more ground allowing me deeper and deeper inside him. Finally he just pulled his legs up to his head and begged me to fuck him. Which I gladly did.

I must have fucked him a good 15 minutes. We were both drenched in sweat. Finally I was ready to cum inside this boy, and a thought suddenly hit me. All my boys were here, hard, jerking it and none had cum yet. I couldn’t let them go that way.

“Gather around slaves. Your master is about to claim slave Scott’s body and mind. When I cum inside him you will all cum onto him. I want him covered in cum inside and out.” The dudes on the team all gathered around, each of them jacking their hard cocks.

“Scott you will love cum. You will want it in you as well as on you. The idea of being drenched in cum turns you on beyond belief. It is the only thing that you want other than pleasing me. When you feel us cum on you and in you, you will be allowed to cum as well.” My instructions were answered with a low moan of “Yesssirrrrr.”

It took me just a few minutes more and I was ready to fill him with my load. “Get ready slaves, your master is close.” I declared. They all took a step closer. As I began to feel my load move up I gave them their final order.

“Now slaves, shoot it! Cum now!” With just those simple words 19 high school soccer jocks let loose their teen spunk on top of and inside the slave once known as Scott.

When I looked down at him, after my post cum high, Scott was rubbing the cum into his chest. He was moaning soft sounds of pure happiness. The other slaves were sitting on the floor all spent from the fun we had. I knew though, that each had to go through the same thing before I would consider them my true slave. I have time though, they aren’t going anywhere. They’re mine. All mine.

Eric put the journal down or rather it dropped from his hands as he stared at the floor in shock and anger. His brother was a fag and worse he was a fag that would turn his friends and fellow team members into his slaves, betraying their trust. The SEAL in him drove Eric to decide he had to teach his brother a lesson. A plan began to form in his head as he looked at Danny’s tapes.

Owning Eric, Part 5

Eric snuck into Danny’s room late that night, carrying the walkman he brought home with him. Lucky for him Danny was such a sound sleeper. He hated to get up in the morning and slept like a rock most of the time.

His little bro was sprawled out on his bed in just his boxers, the sheets thrown off his body. Eric looked at Danny sleeping and could hardly believe that his bro had turned all the other guys on his soccer team into his sex slaves, turned them into total fags. This is for your own good, bro, he thought as he put the earphones gently over Danny’s ears and hit the “PLAY” button on the walkman. He snuck back in a couple hours later to take off the headphones and take the walkman away, after the tape he’d found in the basement had played all the way through.

Eric repeated the process for the rest of the week, sneaking into Danny room each night to play the mind-altering tape while he slept, then taking away the evidence before Danny woke up. From what he read in his brother’s journal, that should be enough time, he thought. Then all Eric had to do was put it to the test.

He waited until the weekend when their parents were away before trying it out. “Hey, bro,” he asked Danny on Saturday afternoon, “you want to kick the ball around?” He had Danny’s soccer ball out on the table already and was dressed in his athletic shorts and a T-shirt.

“Cool,” Danny said and went upstairs to change. He came back down wearing a wifebeater and a pair of Umbros and the two of them went out into the back yard. It was fenced in, so nobody could see what they were doing, which suited Eric’s plan just fine.

Danny was a good soccer player, since he played for the school team, while Eric was more used to playing games like rugby, but he kept up with his bro just fine, even letting Danny get a little ahead so he’d feel more confident. His little brother got really cocky.

“I’m kicking your ass, bro!” he said.

“Score’s still close, dude,” Eric said, “all I need is one more goal to even things up.”

“No way you’re gonna get past me!” Danny laughed, standing near the goal.

“Think so?” Eric said with a smile. “Try this!” He dropped the ball on the grass in front of him, lined up for a kick and looked over at his little brother.

“Hey Danny?”

“What?”

“I own your ass.”

Suddenly Danny’s eyes seemed to go blank and he just started.

“Yeah,” he said, “you own my ass, bro.”

“Step aside,” Eric said and Danny took a couple steps to the right. Eric kicked the ball through the goal easily. Danny didn’t even try to stop it.

It worked! Eric walked up to where his brother was standing, entranced. The tapes had worked. From what he read in Danny’s journal, his bro would do anything he told him to. Now it was time to teach Danny a lesson.

“Hey bro, aren’t you feeling hot in all those clothes?” Eric asked. Danny immediately started to sweat and tug at his shirt. “You’d feel a lot better if you just took them off.”

“Yeah, take them off,” Danny said. He slipped his shirt over his head and dropped in on the ground, then shucked his Umbros, leaving him wearing just his sneakers and a jockstrap.

“In fact,” Eric said, “why don’t you get naked.”

“Get naked,” Danny said as he took of his shoes and stripped off his jockstrap, standing bareass naked in the backyard in front of his older brother.

“Do you know why you’re naked bro?” Eric asked. Danny looked puzzled.

“You love being naked don’t you?”

“Love being naked,” Danny said.

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy,” Eric continued.

“Nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy,” Danny muttered.

“What are you?” Eric asked his brother.

“I’m naked, sir.”

“Why are you naked?”

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy, sir.”

“Are you a true slave boy, Danny?”

“Yes, sir!” his bro answered. “You own my ass, sir!”

Eric stopped for a moment. He didn’t know if this was going to do any good. It was like Danny was a robot. Would he even remember the lesson Eric was going to teach him? If he didn’t really experience things, then he wouldn’t learn anything.

“Danny,” Eric said. “I want you to listen to me. You’re going to be completely awake and aware of what’s happening, but you’re still going to know that I own your ass and you’re going to be completely obedience to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” Danny said.

“Now.”

“Ok, bro, now I… what the fuck?” Danny said as he suddenly realized he was standing naked in front of his brother with no idea how he got that way.

“Hey, bro,” Eric said with a wicked smile. Danny tried to make a move toward his clothes but found that he couldn’t.

“Fuck! What’s going on?” he said.

“I found you’re little experimental journal, faggot,” Eric said. Danny’s eyes got wide and and he looked a little scared. “Now I’m gonna teach you not to mess with people,” Eric continued.

“Bro, c’mon,” Danny started to say.

“Shut up!” Eric said and Danny suddenly couldn’t talk any more. “That’s right,” his big brother continued. “I’ve been getting you to listen to those fucking tapes of yours. Now you do what I say. Stay right there.”

Eric went back into the house and came out with his cell phone. He opened it and handed it to Danny. “Call Brian and Scott and tell them to come over.” Danny took the phone helplessly and dialed the numbers. After speaking briefly with his two teammates, he hung up.

“They’re on their way,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Good,” Eric said. “Now you’re going to get a taste of what you gave them, boy. I’ll teach you not to fuck with people.”

“C’mon, bro, please,” Danny started to beg. Eric just held up a hand and he stopped talking.

“Don’t worry, bro,” he said, “dude like you’ll probably enjoy it. Isn’t the idea of getting fucked by your buddies turning you on, Danny? I bet it is. Bet it’s making you real horny.” As Eric watched Danny started to get hard. Inside of a minute his dick was hard as a rock, sticking straight up into the air.

“So horny…” Danny muttered.

A few minutes later, Eric heard a car pull into the driveway. “Remember, bro,” he told Danny, “you can only order these dudes to do things that I tell you to do. Who owns your ass, Danny?”

“You do, sir, my brother Eric owns my ass.”

“Good boy. Hey, come in guys!” Eric yelled at the sound of knock at the door. Scott and Brian came through the house into the backyard, where they saw their bud Danny standing there, totally naked and hard, in front of his big brother, Eric.

“What the fuck?” they said in unison.

“Go ahead, bro, control them,” Eric said.

“Dudes, I own your asses,” Danny said and suddenly Brian and Scott’s faces went blank, looks of surprise and disgust replaced by looks of total bliss and devotion… and lust.

“Yes, Master,” they said. “Master Danny owns our asses.”

“Oh, and bro?” Danny said, turning back to Eric. “I own your ass, too.”

As soon as he said it, Eric’s mind went blank and Danny smiled wickedly.

“Now listen carefully, bro,” he said to Eric in a mocking tone. “You’re going to be completely awake and aware of what’s happening, but you’re still going to know that I own your ass and you’re going to be completely obedience to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” Eric said.

“Now.” Eric started like he was awakened from a sound sleep. When he realized he couldn’t move, he started to look scared. Danny just laughed.

“Man, what a fuckin’ idiot. Did you really think I’d let somebody use my tapes on me? I put stuff into the subliminals to make me immune to them, bro. I let you think you were in charge just to see what you’d do. So you were gonna have them fuck me, huh?” He nodded his head back toward the two soccer studs standing near the door.

“Danny, please, you can’t…”

“Can’t what, slave? Who owns your ass?”

“You do, sir,” Eric said in spite of himself, “Master Danny owns my ass.”

“Good slave,” Danny said. “Are you a good slave boy?”

“Yes, sir!” Eric said. He couldn’t stop himself.

“I don’t think so,” Danny said, and Eric felt a touch of panic that he’d disappointed his master. “What’s the sign of a good slave boy?”

“Nakedness, sir.”

“Then why aren’t you naked?” Danny asked. “You do want to be naked, don’t you?”

“Oh yes, sir!” Eric said. He suddenly felt so confined in his clothes. He wanted, he needed to be naked so badly. “Please sir,” he said to his bro, “I need to be naked, sir.”

“Let’s help you with that,” Danny said. He waved Brian and Scott over.

“Dudes, I want you to slowly tear off this fuckboy’s clothes and make him naked for me.”

“Yes, master!” the said.

“Each piece of clothing is like your free will, bro. As each piece gets ripped away, so does a little more of your will to resist. It’ll feel so good to be naked,” Danny purred. “It’ll feel so good to just let it happen.”

Eric tried to summon up the will to resist as Brian and Scott each grabbed hold of a side of his shirt and yanked. He had to…

RIIIIP!

Oh god! As his shirt ripped off and his muscular chest was exposed to the air, Eric felt a surge of pleasure, shattering his will. Oh god, it felt so good!

No! He couldn’t let Danny do this to him! He had to stop it. He was a fucking Navy SEAL for chrissake! He’d been trained to resist worse than this.

Then Scott wrapped his arms around Eric’s torso and lifted him up so Brian could take off his sneakers and socks. As his bare feet touched the ground, Eric felt another surge of pleasure. All that stood between him and being naked was the running shorts and underwear he had on.

The two jocks each grabbed a leg of his shorts. God! The ripped the seams open. The shorts joined his shirt and socks in a pile on the ground.

Danny suddenly waved the two slaveboys back, pausing the assault on Eric’s senses. Oh god, he was so close! He tried to gather the strength to resist, but all he could think about was how good the air felt on his skin, how good it felt to have his Master look at his body.

“You want it, don’t you?” Danny said. “It’ll feel so GOOD…”

“… so good to be naked,” Eric muttered. “Oh god, I want to be naked.”

“Those shorts are the only thing stopping you, bro,” Danny said, glancing down at Eric’s CK boxers. “Tear ’em off and throw away the last of your free will. Tear ’em off and tell me who owns your ass.”

Eric’s hands went to the front of his boxers like they had a mind of their own. Without taking his eyes off Danny’s magnificent naked body he grabbed the fly of his boxers and yanked, feeling the fabric rip and tear.

“Ugh, Master Danny owns my ass!” he moaned.

He felt the boxers tear off his body and nearly came from the sheer pleasure of being naked. He felt so fucking good, so completely free of having to do anything except obey his master. Danny laughed long and loud as Eric ripped off the last of his clothing, throwing away the last of his free will with it.

“On your knees, slave,” Danny told his brother and Eric obeyed without hesitation. Danny took a step forward and his hard dick was right in Eric’s face.

“You want this cock, don’t you?” Danny said and suddenly Eric did. He wanted it more than anything.

“Oh, yes, Master, please let me suck your cock.”

“You will, boy,” Danny said. “And the more cock you get, the more cock you’ll want. The more cock you get the more you’ll want only to please men.”

“…please men,” Eric said, entranced by the hard cock.

“Brian, Scott, strip,” Danny said, and the two jocks started shucking their clothes as quickly as possible. Eric could see they were totally hard, too.

“On your hands and knees, fuckboy,” Danny told Eric and he moved to obey. Danny thrust his dick in front of Eric’s face and said, “suck it.” Eric opened his mouth, the straight part of him disgusted at the idea of sucking a man’s dick, much less his little brother’s, but part of him wanting it so bad. As Danny’s cock slid into his mouth it felt so good, so right. Eric wanted more. He wanted to keep sucking cock.

“Tongue his ass,” he heard his Master say and suddenly the two soccer jocks were both taking turns rimming Eric’s ass. It sent shivers up his spine, it felt so good, like nothing he’d ever felt before. He focused on sucking the dick in his mouth, on pleasing his master.

After the two dudes had rimmed him for a while, even sticking their fingers in his hole, Eric heard Danny say. “Loosen him up for me,” and he felt a hard cock press against his asshole.

Oh, my god, they’re gonna fuck me! He thought. Then the dick thrust in and a wave of pleasure rushed through Eric’s body. Ugh! It felt SO GOOD! Oh my god, he LOVED cock! He loved having it in both ends. He needed to get more COCK! The dick in his ass started to trust in and out and with every thrust Eric’s desire for dick grew. Oh, god, fuck me, he thought as he sucked Danny’s dick, FUCK ME!

After a few minutes, the dick withdrew, leaving Eric feeling empty, but then another cock slid up his ass, feeling even better than the first one. The jock started fucking his ass hard, pounding his dick deep inside Eric’s military hole. He moaned around his Master’s dick, still in his mouth as the stud slammed into him over and over again. It was driving him wild!

Then, suddenly, both dicks withdrew. Scott took his dick out of Eric’s ass and Danny pulled his out of his mouth, leaving the SEAL feeling totally empty. He looked up at his Master in confusion and longing.

“What is it, slaveboy?” Master Danny asked.

“Please, sir,” Eric begged, “I need cock.”

“Do you need this, boy?” Danny waved his dick in Eric’s face.

“Oh god, yes, please, sir, I need cock. I’m such a slave to cock. Please, master, please let me have more cock.”

“Tell me what a good little slave you are.”

“Oh, I’m a good little slave. I’m YOUR little slave, sir. A total slave to your cock, Master.”

“Stand up and bend over,” Danny said and Eric scrambled to do as his Master ordered. Brian and Scott came around in front of him, their dicks totally hard as Danny stood behind his big brother, pressing his hard cock against his tight hole.

“Ohhhhhhh!” Eric moaned at the feeling of a dick against his ass. “Oh, please, sir, give me your cock. Please, fuck me! FUCK ME!”

Danny grabbed Eric’s hips and slammed the whole length of his dick into his ass in one motion causing Eric to cry out in ecstasy. As he did both of the jocks shoved their dicks into his mouth, stuffing it to capacity.

Danny started sliding his dick in and out of Eric’s ass, picking up speed until he was slamming into his brother’s military butt over and over again, making Eric moan around the two dicks he was sucking. Oh god, how could he have ever wanted anything other than this? He lived to get cock, to suck and to get fucked, to be a good slaveboy for his Master. He was such a slave to cock!

“Take that cock, dick-slave,” Danny grunted as he pounded Eric’s ass. “When I cum in you I want your cock to explode, bro. You’re gonna have the biggest cum you ever had.” Danny started fucking harder and harder.

“Jack those cocks dudes,” Danny told Brian and Scott, they pulled their dicks out of Eric’s mouth and started jacking them, eyes glazed with lust and obedience for their Master.

His mouth free again, Eric was able to speak. “Oh, Master, please fuck me! Your cock feels so good! I’m a slave to your cock! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Danny said, hips going into overdrive as he slammed into his slave-brother’s ass.

“Ugh! Cum now slaves! Cum now!” he yelled as he felt himself starting to lose it and gushed a geyser of cum up Eric’s tight hole. At the same moment all three slaves gasped and shot their loads. Brian and Scott sprayed Eric’s face and back with their cum while Eric’s sprayed his load onto his stomach and the grass below. All three of them moaned at once.

“Yes, Master! You own my ass!”

Owning Eric, Part 4

Eric hadn’t been home on leave for a few months so he was enjoying having some time off. His little brother Danny seemed to be glad to have him home, too, which was kind of a surprise to Eric, since he and Danny didn’t always get along. Danny was a lot younger than him, 18 to Eric’s 29, and he was kind of a slacker compared to Eric, who was a Naval officer and a SEAL to boot.

“Bro, I have really been looking forward to you coming home.” Danny had said with a gleam in his eye. “You should see my tape production lab in the basement,” Danny bragged. “It’s as good as anything at school and I can make most any tape. I have even done some re-mixes with special sound effects. Can I show you?” Danny practically begged.

“Sure Danny,” Eric said, “We can check it out later.” With that Danny said, “cool”, and headed off for soccer practice. After spending some time watching TV, Eric called up his buddy Justin who was on leave with him. Justin was staying at a nearby hotel but he wasn’t in his room when Eric called. Probably out banging some bitch, he thought. Justin was a real ladies man and, with his pumped up good looks and his blond hair, he got more than his share of pussy.

Eric was getting bored when he remembered Danny talking about his sound setup in the basement. What the hell, he figured, might as well check it out.

When he got down into the cellar, Danny’s stuff was scattered all over the place. He looked it over, but it wasn’t all that interesting to him, just a bunch of recording decks, a computer and some tapes and CDs. Then Eric remembered the place under the loose board at the foot of the stairs where he used to hide stuff. Just maybe…

BINGO! He looked in there and found some tapes and a notebook. The notebook was a journal of some sort. Danny’s secret thoughts? Eric thought, oh, man, I have got to read this!

He started reading the journal and it was more like some kind of scientific log, although not for very long.

Day One: Gym: I snuck into the gym and put my new workout tapes in place of the regular gym tapes. They look identical and they have the same collection of songs, but they have the new subliminals on them, too. The guys on the team worked out in the gym to the music for two hours. Coach was in the room too. Things seemed to go okay without anyone noticing anything different. I wore my earplugs and nobody noticed.

Day Seven: Gym: The guys on the team have been exposed to the subliminals for seven days, two hours a day. Coach has been exposed about five times for a total of 8-10 hours. They seem no different. I will wait till end of practice tomorrow before putting it to the test.

Day Eight: Locker room: Things went even better than I could have expected!

I waited until after practice when we were in the locker room changing. As soon as everyone was there I made sure the door was locked and hopped up on the bench.

“Hey guys I got an announcement!” I said. They all turned and looked at me. I just smiled and said. “Dudes… I OWN YOUR ASSES!” It was like I flicked a switch. Their eyes glazed over and they all just stood there, repeating “Danny owns my ass.” They were totally mindless. Totally mine.

I didn’t waste any time, “Ok Dudes. You all are feeling really horny. You want to strip naked. In fact, you LOVE being naked. Nakedness feels really good. You love to be naked because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy.”

The clothes started flying immediately as all the dudes on the team stripped off their uniforms, their socks, their shoes, and their jocks, all of them standing totally bareass naked and most of them starting to show boners as my suggestions got into their minds.

“Love to be naked,” they all muttered.

“And why do you love to be naked?” I asked.

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy,” they answered in unison.

“Good boys, really good. From now on you are all my sex slaves. Every time you find yourself in this good feeling you will want to be my sex slaves. You will want to do anything I command.” I informed my once straight soccer team.

“…Anything you command,” they all chanted. All twenty of my teammates were standing there, naked, jacking their cocks because they were SO fucking horny. It was just what I had always wanted. I told them they each had to suck my cock and to get in line like in practice. They obeyed without delay and soon, John, the youngest guy on the team, was on his knees paying homage to his new master’s cock.

John kneeling in front of me was so hot. He’s a hot jock, young, and built. He has blond hair and green eyes, and that innocent boy look all the chicks loved. I was in heaven. The rest of the team just stood there playing with their cocks.

Looking over at Jay the team captain. “Jay you are a total cocksucker. You love cocks. All you want to do is go around and suck the team’s cocks so they will stay nice and hard. You can not let them cum though. You can only suck them for five minutes and then go on to the next cock.”

“Yes, master!” Jay said. “I love cock!” He instantly got down on his knees and started sucking the nearest cock.

“Greg,” I called out to the assistant captain. “All you want to do is lick my tight ass. You love the taste of my ass Greg. You love it.”

Greg almost dove for my ass as Jay started sucking dick. They both had looks of total desire on their faces. I LOVED IT. I can not explain the total turn on it was to have these once straight dudes working each others cocks (which they had started on their own) and sucking cocks and licking my ass. They would have beaten the shit out of me before. Now they ADORED me, WORSHIPPED me.

“Lick my balls Johnny,” I directed from above. “You are doing great slave boy. You just LOVE to suck cock. You live to suck cock Johnny. And most of all, you live to suck MY cock, Johnny.” Damn I love it. Twenty studs willing to do whatever I wanted. I felt in heaven, Johnny boy sucking me off and Greg eating my ass. I was gonna have to fuck something soon.

I eventually couldn’t stand it any longer and wanted to fuck the two biggest studs on the team, Scott and Brian. I ordered them on their knees and then had the two captains get behind them to lick their holes nice and wet for the fucking I was about to give them. Johnny kept sucking me like a good slave boy. The others watched, kissing each other, feeling each other up and jerking each other. My command that they be sex slaves seemed to have a good effect on them

“That’s it Greg and Jay. You love licking your team mates asses. They taste so GOOD, and you love it. You want them nice and wet for my cock don’t you!” I demanded of my new toys.

“YES, MASTER!” they cried as they slobbered all over their teammates’ asses. I knew I would end up fucking all four of them. I picked Scott as the one I would blow my load inside of. He was the straightest of the bunch and I wanted him to feel another guy’s cum explode into his guts.

Scott looked better than your typical high school jock. He had been working on his bod for some time and it showed. Truly defined muscle like Scot’s didn’t usually show up until guys hit their 20’s. Scot was all muscle. His dark hair and blue eyes would catch your attention and then his perfect body, smooth tight pecs, big biceps and cute bubble butt would destroy you. The girls at school had all succumbed to his good looks. Well, the ones he wanted anyway. He was a big chick hound, and there he was getting his ass licked so he could let his MASTER fuck him. It was too perfect.

As Jay worked on Scott’s ass, Greg was going to town on Brian’s. I had always suspected Brian was bi or at least curious. I didn’t want to take the risk I was wrong before, and now, well now it doesn’t matter, does it? Brian was about 5’11", with brown hair and brown eyes. He had this smile that made you think he was up to something and he was a total stud on the field. He was probably the best player on the team. Though his body was not up to the form that Scott’s was, his was that teenager body that is a powerhouse. The strong muscles under smooth skin.

There they were on all fours, loving the tongues bathing their holes, ever ready to get fucked by their master. Their 7-inch cocks hard as rocks. Seemed though they had different body types, Scott and Brian both had relatively the same size cock. Though not important to me, they would be using them on their buds soon enough.

I let Johnny work my cock real hard and then told Jay and Greg to suck each other off while I fucked the studs, they started to 69 immediately. Walking up behind Scott and Brian I made sure they were ready.

“Scott, Brian…I own your asses bros. And you want my hard cock inside them don’t you, guys? You love to have my hard cock deep in your ass, you NEED it in your ass.”

“Yes, Sir!” they both responded instantly. “You own our asses Sir. We NEED your cock inside them, Sir. Our asses love your cock deep inside them. We love your cock, Sir,” and to accentuate what they said, they both thrust their ass in the air, hoping theirs would be the first I fucked.

I took Brian’s first. Only because I knew I had to save my boy juice for Scott’s tight muscle ass. I ran my hands over his hot jock ass. Those smooth melons with a little bit of Greg’s spit still shining on it. My touch seemed to send shivers up Brian’s back.

He reacted like a cheap whore, thrusting his ass further into the air begging “Fuck me, Sir, please fuck me. I need your cock so badly, Sir!”

I just laughed. Pushing my Johnny-lubed cock into his wet hole. He relaxed his butt for me and I slipped in, tightly but without much trouble, seems if the mind is totally willing the body will follow along. Inside him was nice and warm, tight, pulling on my cock. I started to rock back and forth and Brian was in heaven. Moaning with no discernible words.

I reached around his sides and grabbed his throbbing cock jerking it for him. While he moaned I leaned against him and whispered, “You cant cum unless I tell you to Brian. Just enjoy the feeling of your master in side you and jerking you. Each fuck, each jerk you become more assured of how much you love to SERVE me.”

“Serve you, Master” he moaned. We must have fucked for ten minutes. I looked over at Scott. Still on his hands and knees and two of my other slaves seemed to sense he had to be kept lubed, as they had taken up to both lick his ass, each taking a turn with their tongue down his hole. They were such good boys.

The look on Scott’s face was priceless. He had this low guttural moan leaving him, probably because of his buddies rimming him, and he looked at Brian like a jealous slut, wanting all the cock for himself. He was actually ENVIOUS that his buddy was getting fucked by some other dude. Mr. Straight boy, Mr. Pussy Doctor now wanted cock so bad he was jealous of anyone else getting it.

“You want some of this dick, Scott?” I asked him, already knowing the answer. “You need this cock, Scott?”

“Yes Master, I truly need it. I must have it, Sir, please!” Scott begged.

“You can have it Scott but the only reason for getting fucked is so the top can cum isn’t it Scott?” I lead him to his own end.

“Yes, Master, so the top can cum.”

“And where do you want me to cum Scott?” I questioned.

“Sir?” Scott asked in a daze.

“You want me to cum inside you don’t you, Scott?” I pushed on. It was like watching a light snap on.

“Yes Master, please CUM INSIDE ME SIR!” He begged with true fervor. Seems he really liked the idea. If you had asked him, I bet he would have thought it was his. I needed no other requirement. I entered Scott as I had entered his jock buddy, who by the way was lying on his back sucking Greg’s cock. He was hard and Greg was working on his cock as well.

Once inside Scott, I began to fuck him slowly till his ass got used to it. Then I built up speed and thrust and began to fuck Scott hard. I fucked him like a cheap slut. His moaning doing nothing but make me want to fuck him harder.

“Scott, you love to get fucked the harder the better. To be honest Scott the harder I fuck you the more gay you become. The deeper I fuck you the more of a true and utter sex slave you are. And you love it all, you want it all, beg for it Scott beg to be turned into a fuckslave for my amusement.”

“Oh Fuck Sir. I love your cock fuck me harder Sir.” I pounded into his ass.

“Fuck me Sir, not much left of the straight boy Sir, please fuck him out of me.” As I fucked him his hole opened up, as if the straight boy in him lost more and more ground allowing me deeper and deeper inside him. Finally he just pulled his legs up to his head and begged me to fuck him, which I gladly did.

I must have fucked him a good 15 minutes. We were both drenched in sweat. Finally I was ready to cum inside this boy, and a thought suddenly hit me. All my boys were here, hard, jerking it and none had cum yet. I couldn’t let them go that way.

“Gather around slaves. Your master is about to claim slave Scott’s body and mind. When I cum inside him you will all cum onto him. I want him covered in cum inside and out.” The dudes on the team all gathered around, each of them jacking their hard cocks.

“Scott you will love cum. You will want it in you as well as on you. The idea of being drenched in cum turns you on beyond belief. It is the only thing that you want other than pleasing me. When you feel us cum on you and in you, you will be allowed to cum as well.” My instructions were answered with a low moan of “Yesssirrrrr.”

It took me just a few minutes more and I was ready to fill him with my load. “Get ready slaves, your master is close.” I declared. They all took a step closer. As I began to feel my load move up I gave them their final order.

“Now slaves, shoot it! Cum now!” With just those simple words 19 high school soccer jocks let loose their teen spunk on top of and inside the slave once known as Scott.

When I looked down at him, after my post cum high, Scott was rubbing the cum into his chest. He was moaning soft sounds of pure happiness. The other slaves were sitting on the floor all spent from the fun we had. I knew though, that each had to go through the same thing before I would consider them my true slave. I have time though they aren’t going anywhere. They’re mine. All mine.

Eric put the journal down or rather it dropped from his hands as he stared at the floor in shock and anger. His brother was a fag and worse he was a fag that would turn his friends and fellow team members into his slaves, betraying their trust. The SEAL in him drove Eric to decide he had to teach his brother a lesson. A plan began to form in his head as he looked at Danny’s tapes.

Owning Eric, Part 5

Eric snuck into Danny’s room late that night, carrying the walkman he brought home with him. Lucky for him Danny was such a sound sleeper. He hated to get up in the morning and slept like a rock most of the time.

His little bro was sprawled out on his bed in just his boxers, the sheets thrown off his body. Eric looked at Danny sleeping and could hardly believe that his bro had turned all the other guys on his soccer team into his sex slaves, turned them into total fags. This is for your own good, bro, he thought as he put the earphones gently over Danny’s ears and hit the “PLAY” button on the walkman. He snuck back in a couple hours later to take off the headphones and take the walkman away, after the tape he’d found in the basement had played all the way through.

Eric repeated the process for the rest of the week, sneaking into Danny room each night to play the mind-altering tape while he slept, then taking away the evidence before Danny woke up. From what he read in his brother’s journal, that should be enough time, he thought. Then all Eric had to do was put it to the test.

He waited until the weekend when their parents were away before trying it out. “Hey, bro,” he asked Danny on Saturday afternoon, “you want to kick the ball around?” He had Danny’s soccer ball out on the table already and was dressed in his athletic shorts and a T-shirt.

“Cool,” Danny said and went upstairs to change. He came back down wearing a wifebeater and a pair of Umbros and the two of them went out into the back yard. It was fenced in, so nobody could see what they were doing, which suited Eric’s plan just fine.

Danny was a good soccer player, since he played for the school team, while Eric was more used to playing games like rugby, but he kept up with his bro just fine, even letting Danny get a little ahead so he’d feel more confident. His little brother got really cocky.

“I’m kicking your ass, bro!” he said.

“Score’s still close, dude,” Eric said, “all I need is one more goal to even things up.”

“No way you’re gonna get past me!” Danny laughed, standing near the goal.

“Think so?” Eric said with a smile. “Try this!” He dropped the ball on the grass in front of him, lined up for a kick and looked over at his little brother.

“Hey Danny?”

“What?”

“I own your ass.”

Suddenly Danny’s eyes seemed to go blank and he just started.

“Yeah,” he said, “you own my ass, bro.”

“Step aside,” Eric said and Danny took a couple steps to the right. Eric kicked the ball through the goal easily. Danny didn’t even try to stop it.

It worked! Eric walked up to where his brother was standing, entranced. The tapes had worked. From what he read in Danny’s journal, his bro would do anything he told him to. Now it was time to teach Danny a lesson.

“Hey bro, aren’t you feeling hot in all those clothes?” Eric asked. Danny immediately started to sweat and tug at his shirt. “You’d feel a lot better if you just took them off.”

“Yeah, take them off,” Danny said. He slipped his shirt over his head and dropped in on the ground, then shucked his Umbros, leaving him wearing just his sneakers and a jockstrap.

“In fact,” Eric said, “why don’t you get naked.”

“Get naked,” Danny said as he took of his shoes and stripped off his jockstrap, standing bareass naked in the backyard in front of his older brother.

“Do you know why you’re naked bro?” Eric asked. Danny looked puzzled.

“You love being naked don’t you?”

“Love being naked,” Danny said.

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy,” Eric continued.

“Nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy,” Danny muttered.

“What are you?” Eric asked his brother.

“I’m naked, sir.”

“Why are you naked?”

“Because nakedness is the sign of a true slave boy, sir.”

“Are you a true slave boy, Danny?”

“Yes, sir!” his bro answered. “You own my ass, sir!”

Eric stopped for a moment. He didn’t know if this was going to do any good. It was like Danny was a robot. Would he even remember the lesson Eric was going to teach him? If he didn’t really experience things, then he wouldn’t learn anything.

“Danny,” Eric said. “I want you to listen to me. You’re going to be completely awake and aware of what’s happening, but you’re still going to know that I own your ass and you’re going to be completely obedience to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” Danny said.

“Now.”

“Ok, bro, now I… what the fuck?” Danny said as he suddenly realized he was standing naked in front of his brother with no idea how he got that way.

“Hey, bro,” Eric said with a wicked smile. Danny tried to make a move toward his clothes but found that he couldn’t.

“Fuck! What’s going on?” he said.

“I found you’re little experimental journal, faggot,” Eric said. Danny’s eyes got wide and he looked a little scared. “Now I’m gonna teach you not to mess with people,” Eric continued.

“Bro, c’mon,” Danny started to say.

“Shut up!” Eric said and Danny suddenly couldn’t talk any more. “That’s right,” his big brother continued. “I’ve been getting you to listen to those fucking tapes of yours. Now you do what I say. Stay right there.”

Eric went back into the house and came out with his cell phone. He opened it and handed it to Danny. “Call Brian and Scott and tell them to come over.” Danny took the phone helplessly and dialed the numbers. After speaking briefly with his two teammates, he hung up.

“They’re on their way,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Good,” Eric said. “Now you’re going to get a taste of what you gave them, boy. I’ll teach you not to fuck with people.”

“C’mon, bro, please,” Danny started to beg. Eric just held up a hand and he stopped talking.

“Don’t worry, bro,” he said, “dude like you’ll probably enjoy it. Isn’t the idea of getting fucked by your buddies turning you on, Danny? I bet it is. Bet it’s making you real horny.” As Eric watched Danny started to get hard. Inside of a minute his dick was hard as a rock, sticking straight up into the air.

“So horny…” Danny muttered.

A few minutes later, Eric heard a car pull into the driveway. “Remember, bro,” he told Danny, “you can only order these dudes to do things that I tell you to do. Who owns your ass, Danny?”

“You do, sir, my brother Eric owns my ass.”

“Good boy. Hey, come in guys!” Eric yelled at the sound of knock at the door. Scott and Brian came through the house into the backyard, where they saw their bud Danny standing there, totally naked and hard, in front of his big brother, Eric.

“What the fuck?” they said in unison.

“Go ahead, bro, control them,” Eric said.

“Dudes, I own your asses,” Danny said and suddenly Brian and Scott’s faces went blank, looks of surprise and disgust replaced by looks of total bliss and devotion… and lust.

“Yes, Master,” they said. “Master Danny owns our asses.”

“Oh, and bro?” Danny said, turning back to Eric. “I own your ass, too.”

As soon as he said it, Eric’s mind went blank and Danny smiled wickedly.

“Now listen carefully, bro,” he said to Eric in a mocking tone. “You’re going to be completely awake and aware of what’s happening, but you’re still going to know that I own your ass and you’re going to be completely obedience to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” Eric said.

“Now.” Eric started like he was awakened from a sound sleep. When he realized he couldn’t move, he started to look scared. Danny just laughed.

“Man, what a fuckin’ idiot. Did you really think I’d let somebody use my tapes on me? I put stuff into the subliminals to make me immune to them, bro. I let you think you were in charge just to see what you’d do. So you were gonna have them fuck me, huh?” He nodded his head back toward the two soccer studs standing near the door.

“Danny, please, you can’t…”

“Can’t what, slave? Who owns your ass?”

“You do, sir,” Eric said in spite of himself, “Master Danny owns my ass.”

“Good slave,” Danny said. “Are you a good slave boy?”

“Yes, sir!” Eric said. He couldn’t stop himself.

“I don’t think so,” Danny said, and Eric felt a touch of panic that he’d disappointed his master. “What’s the sign of a good slave boy?”

“Nakedness, sir.”

“Then why aren’t you naked?” Danny asked. “You do want to be naked, don’t you?”

“Oh yes, sir!” Eric said. He suddenly felt so confined in his clothes. He wanted, he needed to be naked so badly. “Please sir,” he said to his bro, “I need to be naked, sir.”

“Let’s help you with that,” Danny said. He waved Brian and Scott over.

“Dudes, I want you to slowly tear off this fuckboy’s clothes and make him naked for me.”

“Yes, master!” the said.

“Each piece of clothing is like your free will, bro. As each piece gets ripped away, so does a little more of your will to resist. It’ll feel so good to be naked,” Danny purred. “It’ll feel so good to just let it happen.”

Eric tried to summon up the will to resist as Brian and Scott each grabbed hold of a side of his shirt and yanked. He had to…

RIIIIP!

Oh god! As his shirt ripped off and his muscular chest was exposed to the air, Eric felt a surge of pleasure, shattering his will. Oh god, it felt so good!

No! He couldn’t let Danny do this to him! He had to stop it. He was a fucking Navy SEAL for chrissake! He’d been trained to resist worse than this.

Then Scott wrapped his arms around Eric’s torso and lifted him up so Brian could take off his sneakers and socks. As his bare feet touched the ground, Eric felt another surge of pleasure. All that stood between him and being naked was the running shorts and underwear he had on.

The two jocks each grabbed a leg of his shorts. God! They ripped the seams open. The shorts joined his shirt and socks in a pile on the ground.

Danny suddenly waved the two slave boys back, pausing the assault on Eric’s senses. Oh god, he was so close! He tried to gather the strength to resist, but all he could think about was how good the air felt on his skin, how good it felt to have his Master look at his body.

“You want it, don’t you?” Danny said. “It’ll feel so GOOD…”

“… so good to be naked,” Eric muttered. “Oh god, I want to be naked.”

“Those shorts are the only thing stopping you, bro,” Danny said, glancing down at Eric’s CK boxers. “Tear ’em off and throw away the last of your free will. Tear ’em off and tell me who owns your ass.”

Eric’s hands went to the front of his boxers like they had a mind of their own. Without taking his eyes off Danny’s magnificent naked body he grabbed the fly of his boxers and yanked, feeling the fabric rip and tear.

“Ugh, Master Danny owns my ass!” he moaned.

He felt the boxers tear off his body and nearly came from the sheer pleasure of being naked. He felt so fucking good, so completely free of having to do anything except obey his master. Danny laughed long and loud as Eric ripped off the last of his clothing, throwing away the last of his free will with it.

“On your knees, slave,” Danny told his brother and Eric obeyed without hesitation. Danny took a step forward and his hard dick was right in Eric’s face.

“You want this cock, don’t you?” Danny said and suddenly Eric did. He wanted it more than anything.

“Oh, yes, Master, please let me suck your cock.”

“You will, boy,” Danny said. “And the more cock you get, the more cock you’ll want. The more cock you get the more you’ll want only to please men.”

“…please men,” Eric said, entranced by the hard cock.

“Brian, Scott, strip,” Danny said, and the two jocks started shucking their clothes as quickly as possible. Eric could see they were totally hard, too.

“On your hands and knees, fuckboy,” Danny told Eric and he moved to obey. Danny thrust his dick in front of Eric’s face and said, “suck it.” Eric opened his mouth, the straight part of him disgusted at the idea of sucking a man’s dick, much less his little brother’s, but part of him wanting it so bad. As Danny’s cock slid into his mouth it felt so good, so right. Eric wanted more. He wanted to keep sucking cock.

“Tongue his ass,” he heard his Master say and suddenly the two soccer jocks were both taking turns rimming Eric’s ass. It sent shivers up his spine, it felt so good, like nothing he’d ever felt before. He focused on sucking the dick in his mouth, on pleasing his master.

After the two dudes had rimmed him for a while, even sticking their fingers in his hole, Eric heard Danny say. “Loosen him up for me,” and he felt a hard cock press against his asshole.

Oh, my god, they’re gonna fuck me! He thought. Then the dick thrust in and a wave of pleasure rushed through Eric’s body. Ugh! It felt SO GOOD! Oh my god, he LOVED cock! He loved having it in both ends. He needed to get more COCK! The dick in his ass started to trust in and out and with every thrust Eric’s desire for dick grew. Oh, god, fuck me, he thought as he sucked Danny’s dick, FUCK ME!

After a few minutes, the dick withdrew, leaving Eric feeling empty, but then another cock slid up his ass, feeling even better than the first one. The jock started fucking his ass hard, pounding his dick deep inside Eric’s military hole. He moaned around his Master’s dick, still in his mouth as the stud slammed into him over and over again. It was driving him wild!

Then, suddenly, both dicks withdrew. Scott took his dick out of Eric’s ass and Danny pulled his out of his mouth, leaving the SEAL feeling totally empty. He looked up at his Master in confusion and longing.

“What is it, slave boy?” Master Danny asked.

“Please, sir,” Eric begged, “I need cock.”

“Do you need this, boy?” Danny waved his dick in Eric’s face.

“Oh god, yes, please, sir, I need cock. I’m such a slave to cock. Please, master, please let me have more cock.”

“Tell me what a good little slave you are.”

“Oh, I’m a good little slave. I’m YOUR little slave, sir. A total slave to your cock, Master.”

“Stand up and bend over,” Danny said and Eric scrambled to do as his Master ordered. Brian and Scott came around in front of him, their dicks totally hard as Danny stood behind his big brother, pressing his hard cock against his tight hole.

“Ohhhhhhh!” Eric moaned at the feeling of a dick against his ass. “Oh, please, sir, give me your cock. Please, fuck me! FUCK ME!”

Danny grabbed Eric’s hips and slammed the whole length of his dick into his ass in one motion causing Eric to cry out in ecstasy. As he did both of the jocks shoved their dicks into his mouth, stuffing it to capacity.

Danny started sliding his dick in and out of Eric’s ass, picking up speed until he was slamming into his brother’s military butt over and over again, making Eric moan around the two dicks he was sucking. Oh god, how could he have ever wanted anything other than this? He lived to get cock, to suck and to get fucked, to be a good slave boy for his Master. He was such a slave to cock!

“Take that cock, dick-slave,” Danny grunted as he pounded Eric’s ass. “When I cum in you I want your cock to explode, bro. You’re gonna have the biggest cum you ever had.” Danny started fucking harder and harder.

“Jack those cocks dudes,” Danny told Brian and Scott, they pulled their dicks out of Eric’s mouth and started jacking them, eyes glazed with lust and obedience for their Master.

His mouth free again, Eric was able to speak. “Oh, Master, please fuck me! Your cock feels so good! I’m a slave to your cock! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Danny said, hips going into overdrive as he slammed into his slave-brother’s ass.

“Ugh! Cum now slaves! Cum now!” he yelled as he felt himself starting to lose it and gushed a geyser of cum up Eric’s tight hole. At the same moment all three slaves gasped and shot their loads. Brian and Scott sprayed Eric’s face and back with their cum while Eric’s sprayed his load onto his stomach and the grass below. All three of them moaned at once.

“Yes, Master! You own my ass!”

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