"Bite." I said as I hold it up to his mouth. I rolled my eyes slightly. Seriously? Flag? But I didn’t bother to comment.
"Stay there." I said, walking back to the sofa and sitting down, turning on the TV.
I heard the door open. I looked over to the other guy that had just arrived. The younger brother, I call him. He is the actual younger brother of the guy I had standing in the corner with his hands behind his back and that stupid thing in his mouth.
"Hey dudes, are we ready to…" He never finished his greeting. He was staring at the sight before him.
It caught him by surprise for a moment before he grinned. He walked up to my boy and slapped his shoulder. “Haha, very funny.” He said. When his older brother didn’t answer him, he shoved him slightly. “Knock it off bro. We are going to be late for the movie.”
I grabbed his arm, hard. “Don’t go around shoving my property.” I growled at him.
He looked a little bewildered at me. Then he looked at his brother. “Guys, seriously. This isn’t funny. Stop joking around…”
I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him to me. “You think this is funny?” I reached out and slapped his older brother across the face, knocking the stupid thing out of his mouth. “Does this look like some sort of fucking joke to you?” I asked him, pulling his face so that he is inches away from where I hit his brother.
"Hey, don’t hit him he’s…" The younger one tried to protest. The protective younger brother would be somewhat entertaining in other circumstances but this is not one of them.
I slapped the older brother again. Then I dig my grip tight onto the back of the neck of the younger brother and bend him down so he is looking at his brother’s crotch. The bitch’s cock is raising from my slaps.
"You see that? That isn’t a fucking joke. That is your brother reacting to my abuse. That is what his body is fucking trained to do. He craves me abusing him. He needs to be humiliated. He gets turned on no matter what kind of sick shit I do to him." I sneered as I pulled little bro up again.
"What the fuck is your problem? You guys are sick. Let me go." Little brother tried to protest as I yanked him around like some rag doll.
"You know what the fuck is my problem?" I said. "You are my fucking problem. I owned this bitch." I hissed as I turned his head so that he is looking at his older brother. "He lives here because he is my slave. He fucking serves me when I want, how I want."
I let go of little bro’s neck and shoved him down into the sofa. “But you. You stupid little fuck decided it would be cool to run the fuck away from home and live with your brother. Just invite yourself to crash at my fucking property like you have some right to the place.”
He was trying to get up. I raised my leg and pinned him down with my foot against his chest. ”He begged me to let you stay for just a week because he feels he can talk some sense into you. Let’s just say it had been over a week and I am sick and tired of your spoiled ass.”
I looked over at my slave boy. Still standing with his hands behind his back and staring straight ahead. “Come here boy.” I said. He came over to me. “Kneel.” I said. He knelt down. I pulled down my shorts and exposed my cock.
"Suck my cock." I said, staring down at him. He looked up at me in shock. I just smirked. He reluctantly opened his mouth and leaned his mouth towards my cock.
His little brother stared in horrified astonishment. He jumped up off the sofa, and ran for the door. “Fuck this. You two sick fucks.” He slammed the front door behind him.
The older brother immediately jumped up. “Holy shit. Dude, what the fuck were you thinking?”
I shrugged. “That did get rid of him as we intended didn’t we?” I didn’t bother to pull my shorts up. Instead I turned the TV to a porno and started to jerk.
He looked at me for a second. “How can you be so calm about this. What if he…”
"Are you going to jerk off too or do you want to leave your cock hard for the rest of the day?" I asked him, motioning to his still hard cock.
He blushed slightly before sitting down beside me on the sofa. He was jerking it for a second before he finally cannot hold silent any longer. “I mean, what the fuck would we have done if he didn’t run away? I was so damn close to your cock man.”
I put my hand on the back of his head and turned him until his face was inches away from my face. I looked right into his eyes. “Dude. Shut the fuck up.”
Without missing a beat, I pressed down harder on his head. His face was pushed down to inches away from my cock. “You were hard the entire time I was messing with your brother.” I said. “You were hard when I was messing with you and had you in this exact same position.” At some point during my narrative, I had stood up and he was once again on his knees, the same position he was in a moment ago.
I turned his face back up to look at me. “You know what would have happened if he had stayed?” I answered my own question with an action. I brushed my hard cock against his lips, a thin string of my precum hangs in the air between his upper lip and my cock head.
"You know what would have happened if he still didn’t make a run for it?" I asked, I pressed hard against the back of his head and I pushed the head of my cock past his lips.
"If he still didn’t take the hint, this would have happened." I started to fuck my cock in and out of his face hole. He did nothing to stop me.
I continued the fucking, a nice leisurely blow job where I alternated between pushing his head up and down my shaft or me jabbing his face with my cock. He held motionless, not sucking me but doing nothing to stop me.
I felt myself getting close. “And for visual effects, if he is still here at this point, I would have done this.” With that, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and shot my load all over his face. My cum covered one of his eyes which he was just able to close in time, up against his eyebrows, dripping off his nose. Most of it landed on his lip, his bearded cheeks and his strong chin. A few drops found their way into his hair.
"If he is still here at that point, then we will have to move to another idea." I whispered.
"But this part is not on me. It’s on you." I said. He looked up at me with his one eye that isn’t cum covered. His cock throbbed in the air a few times. I noticed that during the process, his hands somehow found their way behind his back and he was gripping them there again.
Staring up at me and wearing a load of my cum all over his face, he opened his previously tightly closed lip and moaned. And, without any further actions from either of us, he starting shooting his load all over the floor.
Unconsciously his tongue snaked out of his partially opened mouth and licked his lip. I watched as he took a good large drop of my cum into his mouth. The taste of it must have excited him because his cock throbbed so hard that his shot of cum splashed half way across the room.
He knelt there, his body relaxed in post orgasm bliss. I looked down at him as he slowly recovered. When he finally looked up at me again, he found me smirking.
"I think that was enough to scare your brother away. Don’t you think?" I asked.
"And for a first timer, that you were a pretty good…" I continued to say. He stiffened at what humiliating names that would come out of my mouth. "Actor." I finished.
He looked at me, confusion in his eyes. I started to walk away. “Don’t forget to clean up the floor.” I said over my shoulder.
Right before I left the room, I turned back. “If you want to brush up on your acting skills, or even take this to the next act, you know where to find me.”
Sure enough, later that night I found him naked, standing at the foot of my bed.
I walked a slow circle around him, looking over his body. A body I am about to use. I leaned into his ears from behind. “I think we should start on act two, don’t you think? Something new and exciting?” I said as I brushed my hand lightly across his asscheeks.
He didn’t answer me directly. “We are just acting.” He stated.
"Of course. Just acting." I agreed.
He just put his hand behind his back and grabbed them together. He raised his eyes and stared straight ahead.
Just how I like him.