His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Oct 06, 2010 3:12 pm

Lately I seem to be much better starting stories than I have been at finishing them. Here is another new story. Howerver, this one is based on a comic book story I wrote previously and which I already have plotted out to a conclusion. Therefore I will have no trouble finishing this story (which is simply an adaption to a completed story) unless there is a lack of interest in my doing so.
I promise I will try finishing my other uncompleted stories as well... at least, the ones people have shown interest in.

HIS BROTHER’S KEEPER

Chapter 1 – The Fight

It was once a perfectly ordinary family. Mr. and Mrs. Andrews had three children; Chad, aged 18, Lucy, aged 15, and Thad, aged 12.

Despite the six-year difference in their ages, Chad and Thad were close friends. Unlike some older brothers, Chad took Thad wherever he went rather than ditch him whenever possible to hang out with other people his own age. Chad and Thad used to do everything together; biking, hiking, rock climbing, swimming, play catch, bowling – typical boy stuff like that. Anything Thad wanted to do, Chad wanted to do with him. Thad all but worshipped his older brother. They never fought or argued with each other.

Of course, they didn’t spend *every* moment together. Chad had graduated from high school while Thad was just finishing sixth grade, and Chad worked as a cashier at the grocery store their father owned. But Chad was a generous big brother, and often gave Thad money so that he could play video games with his friends at the small games Arcade next to the store. So even when he worked, his little brother was near him.

And then it all came apart.

Their parents and sister (and their pet Irish setter, Grover) were driving Lucy on an appointment to Lucy’s dentist when a bus somehow got out of control and smashed right into their car. Everyone in the car was killed instantly. Chad was home at the time when the state police informed him of what had happened. Thad was away visiting a friend at the time, and his older brother had to break the tragic news to him. Thad was devastated of course; what normal kid wouldn’t be?

Chad was of legal age and old enough to become Thad’s guardian, so there was no fear that Thad would be taken away to a foster home. Their Aunt Ida and Uncle Ben offered to take in Thad; there would be no room for Chad though, and he was already grown up. They helped Thad through the grieving process, and talked about the many advantages of moving in with them. The idea was tempting to Thad except for one thing: his aunt and uncle lived in Chicago. This was almost a thousand miles away, and Thad would be far away from everyone else he knew – and most especially his beloved older brother.

Chad couldn’t bear to move even if Thad went away. He and Thad had inherited their parent’s house and store – and a life insurance policy worth over a million dollars would insure a comfortable living. So Chad intended to stay in the old house and run the store as if nothing had happened; to move away from his familiar routine was unbearable.

And so Thad decided that he couldn’t bear to leave the only home he’d ever known either; not if Chad wouldn’t be with him! Thad couldn’t leave his brother to live all alone, and felt that Chad needed him as much as he needed Chad. So thankfully but regretfully Thad told his aunt and uncle that he wouldn’t be moving in with them.

However, it soon proved impossible for Chad to keep on living as if nothing had happened. He began to neglect the store so badly that it went out of business. Afterward, he’d spend many hours simply sitting in front of the closed shop and stare emptily out into the street – not even noticing his own little brother when he was there.

Chad would be out at all hours of the night and come in very late – often just before dawn. Then he’d sleep in until early afternoon – spending more time in bed than out of it on some days. Nothing Thad did or said could make Chad come in or wake up at more decent hours. Chad began to neglect picking up after himself or tending to his personal hygiene, and he began to smell.

Once Thad followed Chad to see what he was doing when he went out at night, and saw his older brother hang ing out with a really tough crowd and getting drunk! Chad wasn’t of legal drinking age yet, and that same night the police spotted him and arrested him. Luckily Thad was there and was able to convince the police officer to let Chad go when he explained that his brother was his only legal guardian. Fortunately the policeman was kind-hearted and let Chad go rather than stick Thad into a foster home.

Chad promised to change his ways, and Thad believed him. But Chad continued to drink night after night. Thad was worried that the police would catch him again. If that happened, Chad would go to jail for certain, and Thad would be placed in a foster home for who knew how long?

Scared that he’d lose his big brother forever, Thad confronted him about his drinking.

Chad simply ignored him.

Thad attempted to get Chad’s attention by acting like a punk; at least, during the increasingly rare moments when Chad was even around to notice. That failed too.

Things came to a head at the start of school summer vacation. When Chad was out, Thad found his older brother’s stash of booze and dumped it all down the kitchen sink. *That* got Chad’s attention in a way nothing else did – and he got so angry he attempted to beat up his own younger brother for the very first time in his life! Thad was scared and angry, and fought back as hard as he could.

Fortunately for Thad, Chad was not particularly large or strong; he was in fact only 5’ 7” and weighed perhaps 140 pounds. Thad on the other hand was large for a boy who had just turned 13 and was just about as large as his brother was by then. In addition to the near equality in size and weight, Chad was dead drunk while Thad was of course quite sober – and fighting for his life. Best of all, Thad landed a lucky, solid blow to Chad’s jaw that enabled him to win the fight with a clean knockout!

Thad stood over his unconscious brother; worried what Chad would do to him when he woke up. Thad wasn’t too scared that Chad would try to beat him up again. Rather, he was worried that his big brother would get drunk in public, get arrested, and destroy what was left of their family! Thad felt that he had to do something to stop him – something drastic! But what could Thad do to keep his brother from leaving the house when sweet reason and appealing to his better nature had failed so miserably?

Thad idly wandered the house in thought, and spotted a coil of unused clothesline inside the laundry room. Sudden inspiration struck him: he’d tie up his big brother!

Once again it was lucky that Thad was nearly as large as Chad, as otherwise it might have been too difficult for him to drag his older brother to Chad’s room unassisted – let alone haul his limp brother’s snoring self on top of his bed. But somehow he managed it. It was almost harder when Thad decided he needed to undress Chad. The idea of it felt weird to him, but he felt his brother would be more uncomfortable dressed than he would be otherwise were he to stay tied for long. Thad left his brother’s boxer shorts on him of course, but pulled off everything else while Chad slept.

Chad cut the clothesline into four pieces. With considerable care Thad placed Chad’s right wrist adjacent to a bedpost, looped the clothesline around the wrist, tied another loop around the post, and coiled the rope around each several times. Pulling the rope tight, Chad cinched it with several more crossway loops and tied a knot well away from the reach of Chad’s fingers. Then he repeated the process with Chad’s other wrist, and finally with each foot… leaving Chad tied spread-eagled upon his own bed – still quite blissfully unaware of his surroundings. It proved much easier than Thad had expected, as Chad had not even stirred the entire time he was being tied up!

Though it was a fairly basic tie-up, Thad was confident enough of his rope-tying abilities that he was sure that Chad would not be able to get away in a hundred years! And he was determined to see to it that his brother would stay tied up until he shaped up! Thad decided that from now ion *he* would be calling the shots. Until Chad proved that he was capable of managing his own life again, Thad would manage it *for* him. Even if it meant dominating him completely!

At first Thad let his brother sleep, but after a while he became concerned and decided to see if he could wake Chad up. Thad sat on the edge of the bed near his brother’s head and gently shook his shoulder. No result. Thad grabbed his brother’s chin and shook it. Nada. Thad grabbed his brother’s head in both his head and shook it from side to side. Zero. Thad started to slap his brother’s face; gently at first but then steadily harder. This yielded no more result than slapping the face of a department store mannequin would have. Chad seemed to be completely dead to the world!

Feeling suddenly more mischievous and confident of his mastery of the situation, Thad climbed up onto the bed and straddled his older brother’s belly and began to slap his brother’s pectorals. This at least seemed to get some faint, groggy reaction… but not enough to awaken him.

With an evil grin, Thad began to bounce on Chad’s defenseless belly like it was a large rubber ball, and virtually shouted, “RISE AND SHINE, CHAD!”

THAT got through to Chad, who awakened suddenly with loud gasps as his younger brother continued to bounce on him. Thad stopped bouncing to let his brother recover his breath and wake up. Chad wasn’t terribly alert or coherent at first, as he was coughing and groaning and had his eyes shut tight. Thad removed his shirt while his brother was still waking up, as he’d gotten quite hot with his exertions and it was becoming a very warm summer’s day. When Chad finally recovered enough to open his eyes and actually comprehend what he saw, it was to see his shirtless brother sitting on his belly and grinning merrily down at him.

“Huh?” Chad said in puzzlement as he tried to rub his bleary eyes. “Hey! WHAT THE FUCK?!” he continued considerably more loudly and angrily when he discovered that his hands weren’t moving like they should. Rather than look around to see why this was the case, Chad focused on his younger brother sitting on his belly. “What the Hell are you doing, Thad? Get the Hell off of me!”

“Naw! I’m comfortable right where I am,” replied Thad with a smile; showing no sign of the fear and respect Chad now felt a kid should have for an adult older brother.

“Thad, I’m warning you!” continued Chad in an ominous tone of voice. “Get off me, or I’ll make you get off!”

“Aw, I’m not scared of you!” Thad replied tauntingly as he began to kneel down and forward onto Chad’s chest and flick his nose painfully.

“Ow! That hurt, you little punk! Stop it!” protested Chad. But Thad showed no signs of desisting; in fact, he started to flick even harder. “OW! That does it! I’m going to pound you right into the floor, you little…”

Chad ceased threatening Thad when he discovered that he still could not move his arms at all. This time he had the presence of mind to look around, and saw his wrists tied to the bedposts. “What? You tied me up? Why?!”

“To keep you out of trouble!” Thad replied blandly.


Huh? And being tied up in my own bed and being tormented by my own kid brother is supposed to be *better*?” Chad asked incredulously. “Come on, Thad! This isn’t funny!”

“I’m not trying to be funny!” replied Thad. “I’m trying to teach you a lesson! And you’re going to lie right here in bed until you finally learn it!”

“Lesson!?” asked Chad stupidly. “What freaking lesson?!”

“You’ll have to figure that out for yourself,” replied Thad tauntingly as he resumed flicking Chad’s nose – and flicking his ears too for good measure. Chad started to go berserk and he struggled to get himself loose, but his bonds would not budge. Thad gained more confidence at this evidence of his brother’s total helplessness, and so he continued to taunt him. “Until you figure it out, you’re going to stay tied up right here in bed – day and night – to think!”

“You’re keeping me a prisoner in my own bedroom?” asked Chad. “At least, until I fulfill this vague condition of yours – if ever?”

“That’s about the size of it,” replied Thad agreeably as he began to twist Chad’s nose.

“This is crazy!” spluttered Chad, whose voice now sounded like that of a talking goose while his brother had his nose in a death grip. “You can’t do this t me! I can’t stay tied up in bed until you decide to let me go! I have my own life to live, damn it!”

“Oh, yeah,” Thad answered with a voice dripping with sarcasm. “I forgot. You are *so* busy – blowing all your money and booze and neglecting the store, the house, yourself… and *me*! Yeah, that’s some life I’m interrupting, isn’t it?”

“Hey, wait a minute! This isn’t about *me*, is it?” asked Chad. “This is all about you!!”

“Actually, it’s about the both of us,” replied Thad, who desisted in flicking his brother and sat knees up again to put all his weight on him. “We’re brothers after all, and I’m concerned for your well-being!”

“And you think the solution is to tie me up and sit on me?” retorted Chad in disbelief. “You’re nuts! Look, I’ve had enough of this! Get off me and untie me right now, and I’ll pretend that this whole incident never happened! I won’t try to get even. And we’ll never discuss it again. Okay, Thad?”

“And if I decide to keep you tied up for as long as I want instead?” asked Thad without a trace of hesitation. “What are you going to do about it? Cry?”

That was a good question. Chad considered saying he’d yell for help, but Thad knew as well as he did what an empty threat that was. They lived in a farmhouse surrounded by large fields (now lying fallow) and forest, with the road a quarter mile away and the nearest house over a half mile beyond that. The chances of being heard by a passer-by were almost non-existent.

As if guessing what Chad had in mind, Thad continued tauntingly, “Go ahead and yell your lungs out. No one can hear us!” And with that, Thad began slapping Chad’s face with adolescent gusto, until Chad was yelling and begging for mercy. “See? All that telling you’re doing isn’t attracting one bit of attention!” he teased as he continued to slap his helpless brother in the face t repeatedly.

Chad began to swear; demanding Thad to stop slapping him.

“If you want me to stop slapping you, ask me nicely,” Thad told Chad without letting up on his slaps. Chad simply continued to swear, prompting Thad to start slapping his face harder than ever. “I’m only going to keep hitting you until you do as I tell you!”
Said Thad. Chad swore more luridly in response. “And the more you curse at me, the harder and faster I’m going to slap you!” and suiting actions to words, Thad indeed started to put more muscles into his slaps – using both hands to slap Chad in the face twice each second hard enough to make Chad’s face very red and very, very sore!

Chad stubbornly toughed it out, but soon even his tenacity wilted in the face of his hopeless situation. “Wait!!” he cried out, but Thad kept slapping. “Please, wait!” Chad tried again, and this time Thad hesitated. “Please don’t slap me in the face anymore!” Chad begged, hating himself for being forced to plead for mercy. Tears that he was helpless to wipe away began to blind him.

“That’s more like it, Chad,” replied Thad with a satisfied smile as he put his hands down.

“Tying me up and sitting on me is bad enough, Thad,” Chad continued with an unavoidable whine in his voice. “But why are you tormenting me too?”

“Why not-?” replied Thad without sympathy. “You’ve put me through Hell since mom, dad, and sis died. Why shouldn’t I return the favor?”

“I – I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Chad said evasively.

“No? Then I guess I’ll just have to keep on tormenting you until you figure it out!” replied Thad, who grabbed Chad’s nipples and began to twist them around.

“Blast you, Thad!” Chad cried from self pity. “I’ll get even with you for this!”

Unimpressed, Thad simply gave Chad a loud raspberry; in the process deliberately letting drops of spit splatter on Chad’s face.

“Listen, Chad, I’ have you at my mercy now, and you may as well get used to it,” Thad told his brother with a coldness of tone Chad had never heard his brother use before. “How well I treat you depends on how much you try to fight me. Shut up, lay there, and take it like a man, and I’ll treat you nicer. Otherwise, I’ll just torture the shit out of you!”

Seeing that letting anger get the better of him did not help, Chad tried a different tack. “Thad, please be reasonable,” Chad said more calmly. “You can’t keep me tied up indefinitely. I have to eat… drink… use the bathroom…”

“On the contrary,” Thad interrupted. “I’ve worked out a plan to take care of all of your vital needs without having to ever untie you!”

“No matter how well you think you have this scheme of yours worked out, it’ll fail eventually!” Chad insisted. “Sometime, while you’re sound asleep, I’ll get myself untied. And when I do, you’re sunk!”

That’s a very good point, Chad!” replied Thad. Thanks for bringing it up.” And without another word, Thad took a pair of rolled-up ankle socks, forced it into Chad’s mouth, and gagged him with his pillowcase. Then, satisfied that his older brother was reasonably well silenced, Thad grabbed his cell phone to make a call.



TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby OverLooker » Wed Oct 06, 2010 4:19 pm

more please
"Mmmmppphhhhhhh"

Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Oct 06, 2010 10:59 pm

Okay. :D


Chapter 2: Thad’s Friend


Chad couldn’t believe this was happening to him. He was bound hand and foot to his own bed wearing only his boxer shorts, gagged, and his kid brother was sitting on his chest making a phone call!

“Hi, Kelly!” Thad said into the phone.

Chad heard a voice reply in the phone. Taking a chance, Chad began trying to shout for help… but the most he could manage was a barely audible “Mm-mmm-mmm!” Even Thad barely heard it, and he made no attempt to make Chad even quieter other than a stern glare of warning. Feeling overwhelmed with despair, Chad made no further attempts to attract attention from whoever Thad was calling.

“Yeah, it’s me, Thad!” Chad’s brother continued. “Could you come over to my house for a while? I have something to show you. What? Yeah, Chad’s home, but it’s all right. No, it’s a surprise… but you’ll really like it! You’ll be right over? Ten minutes? Great! Bye!”

Thad clicked off his phone and put it back inside the front pocket of the blue jeans he was wearing. Then he reached for his shirt and proceeded to put it back on; totally ignoring Chad’s querying “Mm-mm-mmph!?”

Chad couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Thad had just invited someone over to the house?! Presumably to show off how he’d tied up his own big brother! Chad thought that was pretty dumb! With any luck, whoever this Kelly person was would run away and call the cops once he saw him tied up like this!

Thad seemed pretty confident though. He resumed casually torturing his brother with some nose and ear flicks, gentle face slaps, and not-so-gentle nipple twists until, after what seemed like an eternity to the beleaguered Chad, the doorbell finally rang.

“That must be Kelly,” said Thad as he finally got off of Chad and proceeded to cover his bound brother with a bed-sheet. “I’m going to explain to him what’s going on, and then bring him up here to meet you! Don’t go away now!” Thad casually walked out of the room, closing the door behind him; leaving a bound, gagged, and sheet-covered Chad to his gloomy thoughts.

Naturally Chad began to struggle to get himself untied as soon as his kid brother was out of the room. After all, there was no telling what Thad would do to him next if he didn’t! But the ropes were too tight, and Chad couldn’t reach any of the knots that Thad had tied. Until then, Chad hadn’t had any idea that Thad could tie knots so well. Now he found out the hard way that his desperation to get free was no match for Thad’s tying skills.

Thad answered the front door, and there was Kelly just as he had expected. Kelly was a handsome, athletic African-American boy a year older than Thad, a few inches taller, and about fifteen pounds heavier. He wore a short-sleeved shirt, blue gym shorts, long white tube socks, and black Converse sneakers. He was Thad’s best friend in the whole world.

“Thanks for showing up so quickly, Kelly! I appreciate it!” Chad said warmly as he held open the door invitingly to let Kelly inside the house.

“No problem, Thad!” replied Kelly with a grin. “So what’s the big emergency you hinted at so mysteriously over the phone?”

“First, whatever you think of what I’m about to tell you, you got to keep it a secret!” said Thad. “Okay? Promise me you won’t tell anyone at all!”

“Okay, fine! I promise!” Kelly replied without hesitation but with a good-natured laugh. “Now what’s up? You made it sound like it has to do with your brother!”

“It does!” replied Thad. “I’ve got him tied up in his bedroom!”

“What?” Kelly replied with sheer disbelief. “You’re joking! You wouldn’t have the nerve to do something like that to your own brother!”

“I did it though!” Thad replied; perhaps a trifle proudly despite the sadness he’d felt for the necessity of defending himself. Then he briefly explained how he and Chad had fought, Thad had knocked him out cold, and tied him up tight inside his own bedroom!

Kelly’s reaction was not at all what Chad had been hoping for. “Wow! That sounds so cool! Can I see?”

“Of course!” replied Chad; relieved and amused at Kelly’s eager reaction to his news. “Why do you think I asked you here? But I want you to do more than just look at him! I want you to help me to keep him tied up and torment the shit out of him!”

Kelly was a bit surprised at Thad’s vehemence. Granted that Chad had been a real dick-head ever since his and Thad’s parents and sister had died, but the last Kelly knew Thad still loved his older brother. Before he agreed to anything, he wanted to find out how serious Thad was about all this, and how carefully he’d planned things.

“You can’t be serious, Thad!” Kelly said with exaggerated skepticism as he took a seat on the sofa. “You want me to help you torture your own brother? What for?”

“Because the way he’s treated me should be a crime!” replied Thad with an edge to his voice as he sat down beside his friend. “I want to pay him back for all the mean things he’s done to me since the others died!”

Kelly thought carefully before answering. “Maybe what he’s done *should* be a crime, but as far as I know, it isn’t!”

“He’s been drinking!” retorted Thad. “He’s till underage for that!”

“That’s hardly a felony!” Kelly pointed out. “On the other hand, what you’re proposing we do *is* a felony! You’re talking about kidnapping, false imprisonment, torture… *Whew!* We’d be in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out!”

“Are you saying you won’t help me?” Thad asked in a small voice laced with sheer disappointment.

“Well, not yet anyway,” replied Kelly as he tucked up one leg and rested his arm on his knee. “I need to know a few things first! For one thing, how *long* do you plan to keep him tied up and… ahhh… incommunicado?”

“Until he learns his lesson… which could take years!” replied Thad firmly.

“Well then, have you worked out the details of how you’ll keep him tied up indefinitely?” Kelly asked calmly, as if they were discussing how to repair a broken bicycle. “How will you take care of his needs so that he won’t *die* on you? How will you make sure he doesn’t escape? How will you keep anyone else from coming over to find out what happened to him? How will you pay the bills when you have no money? All that sort of thing! I’m not joining any scheme like this with you – fun as it sounds – until I’m sure you have the details worked out well enough so that we don’t get caught and get thrown into jail *forever*!”

“Money won’t be a problem, at least,” replied Thad with more confidence than he felt after Kelly’s honest analysis of the situation. “Chad and I have a joint account in the trust fund the insurance company set up after our folks died. That’s what enabled us to keep going after Chad stopped working and started drinking. I can get all the money I need to pay bills and buy groceries and stuff. As for the other details, I know I need help! That’s why I’m asking for yours! I don’t know anyone else with as much ‘smarts’ to make my plan work!”

“Well, before I decide, let’s go see your prisoner and make sure he’s still tied up first!” Kelly suggested.

The two boys got off the sofa and walked quickly upstairs to Chad’s room. Thad opened the door and walked in without a pause – certain that Chad was as helplessly tied as he’d left him.

He was right.

“Here he is, in all his pride and glory!” Thad said sardonically to his friend as he checked his brother’s bonds carefully. “Yep! He hasn’t managed to loosen a single knot.”

“So I see,” replied Kelly as he walked up to stand beside the head of the bed beside Thad. “Could you remove his gag so I can talk with him?”

“Sure,” replied Thad, who climbed up onto Chad’s bed and then Chad’s chest before doing so. Thad quickly untied the gag, but made no move to get off of his brother even when Chad began to berate him. And this was when Chad made one of the stupidest mistakes of his entire life.

“Blast you, Chad! Isn’t it bad enough you’ve tied me up and keep sitting on me? Why’d you have to bring this – this n****r kid over to watch you humiliate me? Or is this n****r going to sit on me too? He’d better not, or I’ll…”

“Wait a minute!” snapped Kelly in outrage. “What did you call me?!”

“I said you’re a f***ing black N****R!” Chad replied as nastily as he could. “And I do NOT want you SITTING on me!!!”

“I’m sorry, Kelly,” Thad apologized; honestly surprised at his brother’s unusually harsh language. “I didn’t expect Chad to get *this* crude!” Thad made a motion to put the gag back on his brother, but Kelly stopped him.

“It’s all right, Thad. I find this fascinating!” Kelly replied. “Now Chad… what makes you so sure that I intended to sit on you in the first place?”

Chad had been tied and tormented for hours and had a raging hangover to boot, but even all that doesn’t explain (or excuse) the incredibly stupid things he said next to the one person who might have been able to help him out of his dilemma. For a long time afterward, he was unable to explain why he even thought (let alone shouted out loud) the vile, racist things he said in response. It was a complete surprise even to him – let alone his shocked kid brother and his increasingly angered guest. Perhaps the kindest things he said in his foul diatribe was: “All you n****rs like nothing better than to take advantage of white people whenever you can! You must see this as a golden opportunity to degrade someone you know is better than you could *ever* be!”

Stupider words under stupider circumstances were never spoken. And they sealed Chad’s doom!

“You were right, Thad!” Kelly said to his younger friend. “Your brother needs to learn some manners! Is it okay with you if I teach him some right now?”

“Sure!” replied Thad agreeably. “Be my guest!”

Thad slid back a foot or two to sit on Chad’s belly while Kelly stepped up onto the bed, swung a muscular leg over Chad’s prone body, and eased himself down onto Chad’s bare chest. “Hey! Wait a minute!” Chad protested feebly as he broke out into a sweat! “No! Thad! Please! Don’t let him…”

That was as far as Chad got before Kelly started slapping him in the face – much harder and much faster than Thad had done before now. For the first time, Chad realized how much Thad had been holding back on the slaps, whereas Kelly was slapping him with revenge-fueled gusto! Chad’s cries for mercy went unheeded until Kelly’s arms began to get tired and he decided to take a rest break.

“Okay, Thad! Despite my hesitation before I guess I’m with you all the way now,” Kelly told his friend as the two continued to sit upon a bewildered and sobbing Chad. “What can I do to help?”

“Well, guard him when I have to sleep to that he’s not going unwatched for any great length of time,” replied Thad after a moment to think. “I need you to help me wash him, take him to the bathroom… all that sort of thing. And of course torment him any way you please, anytime, as well…”

“What do you mean, take him to the bathroom?” asked Kelly.

Thad looked at Kelly strangely. “Well, he’s got to go to the bathroom *some time*! If we keep him in bed all the time, it’ll be way too messy in here for us to stand being in the same room with him after a while, won’t it? But I can’t untie him to let him use the toilet if I’m alone! He’d overpower me or get away! But with *two* of us to escort him, we can keep him under control while he uses the toilet. Got it?”

“I do now,” replied Kelly with a grin. “But in that case you need to make a few changes. It’d be a lot easier and quicker if you used handcuffs and leg irons instead of rope. Also, you’re going to have a real problem with his circulation if you keep him tied with rope for much longer!”

“What do you mean?” asked Thad in some puzzlement.

Kelly pointed out Chad’s hands and feet, all of which were started to look rather reddish and a bit swollen, and Thad immediately got the idea; he couldn’t leave Chad like this indefinitely – not unless he wanted to kill him with gangrene! However much he wanted Chad to suffer for now, Thad certainly didn’t want Chad to die!

“What do I do?” Thad asked his older and wiser friend.

“Ride your bike to the hardware store while it’s still open,” Kelly told him. “Get two sets of handcuffs and two sets of leg restraints. One set for each limb! Once we have those, we can keep him bound indefinitely without killing him!”

“Okay,” agreed Thad as he got off of his brother, while Kelly remained seated on Chad’s chest. “It’ll take me an hour or so for the round trip. Will you keep him entertained while I’m gone?”

“You bet!” said Kelly with a chuckle that filled Chad with sudden terror. “We can use the time to get to know each other a bit better. Isn’t that right, Chad?”

A nervous gulp was Chad’s only response initially, but when Thad began to leave the room he got more frantic – and vocal. “Thad! No! Don’t leave me here alone with him! Please!”

“Don’t be so rude to our guest, Chad” Thad replied with a dismissive wave of his hand; not even looking back at his panic-stricken brother. “Bye, Kelly.”

Kelly waited until he could hear Thad leave the house before he spoke again. “It’s just you and me now, Chad!” he said with a wicked smile.

Chad broke out in a very nervous smile and began to sweat bullets. “Ah, I hope you don’t hold those racist cracks against me!” he said in as humble a voice as he could, wishing he’d kept his big, stupid mouth shut earlier. What was he thinking?!? “I – I’m really sorry I insulted you like that!”

“I’m sure you are… now!” replied Kelly with deceptive mildness as he shifted into a half kneeling position on top of Chad’s chest.

“Please forgive me, Kelly!” begged Chad desperately. “And please untie me. Don’t let Thad do this to me!”

“Okay, I’ll forgive you!” replied Kelly simply.

“You… you will?” asked Chad in amazed relief.

“Sure!” replied Kelly with a wide, open smile. Then the smile abruptly turned into the most evil-looking grin imaginable. “In about a hundred years!”

Kelly balled up his fists and began to chuckle like Yosemite Sam scheming to do away with Bugs Bunny. Chad just had time to gulp nervously and say “Uh oh!” to himself.

Thad could hear the sound of hard face slaps, cries of pain, and pleas for mercy until he was well down the driveway, but even Chad’s loud wails were inaudible by the time he reached the road. All the same, he made a cell phone call to Kelly to suggest that he gag Chad while Thad was away… just to make sure his brother’s cries remained unheard by anyone else. Kelly did so, even though he preferred to clearly hear Chad’s pleas for mercy.

Not that he planned to give Chad any…


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby xtc » Thu Oct 07, 2010 1:35 am

Good start. It's often worth taking the time to establish your characters in the way you have. Keeping the tying simple and not worrying too much about tyring to get lots of different aspects of bondage in also makes the narative more readble and even more believable.

Goood luck with this story.
Wassail!,
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby fratboydanny » Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:31 am

very nice beginning. i can't wait to see what happens next. thanks!

Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Oct 07, 2010 7:13 am

That story is very interesting, a little different than his habitual one. We will see like her is uncoiled. Thanks!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Oct 07, 2010 1:35 pm

Chapter 3 – Bathroom Break

By the time Thad returned from the store, Kelly had worked up quite a sweat torturing Chad; he was wearing only his swim shorts by this time. Chad was covered with sweat himself; plus a few noticeable bruises and red spots where he’d been slapped, poked and pummeled without mercy by Thad’s houseguest. Feeling quite warm himself, Thad immediately took off his own sweat-soaked shirt and kicked off his sneakers - though he left his blue jeans on – as he re-entered Chad’s bedroom.

“Sorry it took me so long to get back,” Thad said, speaking only to Kelly as he set down the backpack he’d used to carry the hardware items he’d bought. “Did you two get to know each other better?”

“Well, he knows better than to call me a n****r ever again,” replied Kelly with a smirk.

Chad merely went “Mm-mmm-mmph!” through his gag. There was nothing more he could say.

“Well, I got the cuffs and leg irons,” said Thad as he knelt down, opened the backpack, and pulled out the items in question. “Please hold Chad down for me while I replace his ropes with these.”

Kelly had stood up when Thad walked in. Now he climbed back onto the bed and knelt down on Chad’s chest sideways and at an angle, so that one shin and knee rested on Chad’s clavicle, right at the base of his throat. At a nod from Thad, he shifted his leg so that his knee now pressed uncomfortably but not quite painfully on Chad’s throat.

“Don’t give me any trouble while Thad puts the cuffs on you, and I’ll take my knee off your throat when he’s done,” Kelly warned Chad. “Struggle even a little and I’ll increase the pressure – even if you pass out! Got it?” Kelly increased the pressure on Chad’s momentarily for emphasis.

Chad nodded silently; his eyes wide open in fear. He didn’t move a muscle as Thad untied one of his wrists and locked a handcuff around it and the bedpost – keeping that wrist immobile until he had replaced all the other ropes as well. Thad took his time untying the other ropes and replacing them with cuffs. Once he had untied the last rope, he unlocked both leg cuffs from the bedposts and fitted each on the opposite ankle. Then he unlocked the handcuffs from the bedposts, had Kelly turn Chad over onto his stomach, and locked the handcuffs around Chad’s opposite wrist behind his back. The result was that Chad now wore two sets of handcuffs and two sets of leg cuffs. Once this was done, Kelly got off of Chad and he and Thad stood their prisoner up onto his feet. Feeling a bit more merciful now that Chad was secure, Thad decided to remove Chad’s gag.

“Come on you two, this has already gone way too far,” Chad said in a whining voice. “Please take these things off of me and let me go, and I promise I’ll forget the whole thing! All of it! Honest!”

“We don’t want you to forget it,” Thad replied sternly while he and Kelly checked Chad’s bonds over carefully. “We want you to learn from it. And we’re going to drill in the lessons for as long as it takes!”

“The cuffs and manacles are good and secure, and they’re still a lot less tight than those ropes were, Thad,” Kelly told his friend. “But his wrists and ankles are already pretty red and swollen from his being tied up with them for several hours. You got anything we can put on him to reduce the swelling?”

“Yeah, there’s a first-aid kit in the bathroom with all sorts of stuff in it,” replied Thad.

“Let’s take him there then,” suggested Kelly. “He needs a bath anyway after all he’s been through.”

“Wait a moment! Look what else I brought!” urged Thad as he returned to his backpack. He pulled out a dog choke collar and a short chain leash. Kelly almost laughed himself sick as he watched Thad fit these onto a thoroughly mortified Chad. “Way cool!” Kelly ventured once he could control his laughing enough to speak. “Can I lead him along with it to the bathroom?”

Thad handed over the leash to his friend with a wide grin. With a matching grin, Kelly grabbed it and tugged on it not too gently, but this produced only a mild reaction from a rather subdued Chad. He needed to use the bathroom by this time, and decided to do nothing that would delay his captors from taking him there.

“Okay, Chad, let’s go! Come along quietly,” Kelly urged him with a tug on the leash as he started down the hallway.

“Yeah,” affirmed Thad. “Give us any trouble, and you’ll lose your bathroom privileges for a whole month!”

A month?! Chad thought to himself in sudden panic. How long did these two brats intend to keep up this nonsense? FOREVER?! But Chad decided to keep silent rather than rise to the bait – hoping they were only trying to goad him. Thad and Kelly continued to chuckle and whisper to each other as they led Chad down the hallway to the bath-room, but Chad saw no choice but to ignore all this too.

They reached the bathroom, and Thad stepped on ahead and opened the door. They led Chad to the toilet and set him down on it; his boxer shorts still up. Thad then asked Kelly to start filling the bath tub with warm water while he set his brother up on the toilet.

“How do you expect me to do my business or wipe myself with my hands cuffed behind my back?” Chad asked Thad with an edge of disgust to his voice. “Or are you going to do all that for me?”

“No, I’ll free one hand so you can do what you need to unassisted, while the other hand is cuffed to the pipe,” Thad replied mildly, indicating a vertical pipe that ran from floor to ceiling in the corner adjacent to the toilet. “Don’t give me any trouble, and I’ll save us the mutual disgust and humiliation of having to wipe your bottom for you. Oh,” and here Thad’s own voice took on a harsher edge as well, “all smart-mouth comments from you will be punished from now on.”

Without any further warning, Thad gave Chad a single slap to the face, but it had all the force Thad could muster in his arm behind it and stung like Hell. Giving Chad a moment to recover, Thad unlocked both handcuffs from Chad’s right wrist and closed both of these cuffs around the nearby pipe, leaving Chad’s right wrist free but his left hand tethered. This ensured that Chad could not move away from the toilet but gave him enough slack to pull down his boxers and do what he needed to do. Thad and Kelly looked away to give Chad at least the semblance of privacy, but did not leave the room.

Any semblance of privacy was taken away from Chad anyway once he was finished and had wiped himself. Thad tossed Chad a key, and told Chad to use it to unlock his leg cuffs. Puzzled and with his movements still limited while his right wrist still cuffed to a pipe, Chad did so with some difficulty. Thad bid Chad to toss the key back to him, which Chad did. But then Chad was told to pull his boxers back down and remove them, as he couldn’t expect to take a bath wearing them. He’d be given a dry, clean set after he’d taken his bath. When Chad hesitated, Thad warned him that there’d be some dreadful punishment in store for him if he didn’t do it!

Seeing that he had no choice in the matter, Chad pulled down his boxer shorts down to his feet and kicked them off – leaving himself totally naked in front of his amused brother and his friend, who were both snickering at Thad’s mortification. Then Thad told his brother to put the leg-cuffs back onto himself. Thad and Kelly watched Chad carefully and made sure he had fully complied before approaching him, releasing his wrists from the pipe, and re-cuffing Chad’s hands behind his back. Both boys then walked Chad over to the tub, hoisted him over the side (Chad being unable to step into it unassisted while hobbled) and eased him down into a sitting position in the bath water.

As Thad and Kelly were preparing to scrub Chad clean themselves, Thad noticed that Chad had many more bruises and sore spots on him than he’d initially realized. “Jesus, Kelly, look at all those bruises!” Thad said with (not much, but some) dismay. “I didn’t realize that you’d beat him up *this* badly while I was out!”

“I’m sorry, Thad,” Kelly replied without sounding very contrite at all. “He really pissed me off when he called me a n****r!”

“Well, from now on please save the serious punishments for serious infractions – like escape attempts!” urged Thad. “Okay?”

“Okay! Sorry!” replied Kelly, sounding more sincere – if only for Thad’s sake.

“It’s okay,” Thad replied mildly. “Now get that first aid kit so I can medicate those cuts and bruises when I finish bathing him.”

“Wait, Thad,” interjected Chad as Thad was about to start scrubbing him like he was washing an infant – or a dog. “There’s no need for that. Just cuff one of my wrists to the safety bar, and leave the other free so I can bathe myself. It’d be way easier for us both.”

Kelly reached over to the safety bar (designed to be grabbed onto to help someone stand up in a slippery tub) and tugged on it. The bar was made of solid metal and absolutely immovable. A gorilla couldn’t pull that thing out of the wall; let alone a short and skinny wuss like Chad. “Sounds like a reasonable suggestion to me, Thad!” opinioned Kelly mildly; not really wanting to bathe Thad’s brother unless absolutely necessary.

Thad thought for a moment. “Okay, Chad, we’ll try it,” replied Thad. “But if you try anything funny, I’ll…”

“I know, I know!” Chad replied hastily; not wanting to hear whatever Thad wanted to threaten. “You’ve already proven that you’re serious about punishing me.”

Thad reached in behind Chad and unlocked the handcuffs from his right wrist; tethering each of these to the safety bar. Chad’s right wrist was now free while the left was tethering to the safety by two separate sets of handcuffs. His ankles were still hobbled by two sets of leg cuffs as well. This seemed adequate to Thad and Kelly.

“All right, Chad, I did as you asked,” Thad said to his brother in a warning tone. “But Kelly and I will be watching you, so don’t even think about trying to get away! Violate this bit of trust, and you’ll be really sorry!”

Thad and Kelly stepped back to the far end of the bathroom and watched Chad as he began to bathe himself. Chad took his time and washed himself very carefully.

Before long, Kelly and Thad began to get very suspicious. They were certain Chad was up to something, and were about to tell Chad to finish up his bath when all Hell broke loose. Both noticed at the same time that Chad’s wrist had slipped free of its handcuffs (undoubtedly from the soapy water) when their captive abruptly stood up and jumped out of the bathtub! His hobbles had slipped off too while he was bathing - or pretending to bathe!

“Chad! Stop!” Thad shouted at his brother as he and Kelly attempted to intercept him before he could get away from them.

Chad attempted to flee the bathroom and barricade himself inside his room. He took only three steps however when his foot landed on the wet bar of soap that had fallen out of the tub when he’d made his sudden move. The soap skidded out from under his foot, and his foot skidded out from under him as if he were kicking an invisible football. As a result, Chad reeled backward and fell with stunning force to the floor.

The other two boys were surprised enough to hesitate a moment, but Chad was so stunned it took far longer for him to recover. Before he could defend himself, Thad and Kelly had swarmed on top of him… bonds in hand to re-secure him. Kelly re-locked the hobbles on Chad’s feet while Thad cuffed Chad’s hands behind his back – far more tightly than before! Then, while Chad was still lying half stunned on his belly, Thad stood over him and held him down with one bare foot placed on the small of his older brother’s back!

“Ironic how he slipped on the same bar of soap he used to get himself free, huh Thad?” Kelly asked sardonically.

“Yep! Life really sucks sometimes, doesn’t it Chad?” Thad replied with a mocking laugh.

“Ooohhhhh…” was Chad’s misery-laden response.

“Have you decided how we should punish him?” Kelly asked Thad.

“Yep,” I’ll show you in a minute,” replied Thad. “Meanwhile, would you drain the bath water for me while I show Chad some… extra restraint?”

“Okay,” said Kelly, who walked to the tub and pulled out the plug.

“I made the cuffs reasonably loose before because I was trying to be nice, and didn’t want to cut off your circulation again. Well, no more Mr. Nice Guy, Chad,” Thad told his brother as he again released one set of handcuffs (but leaving the other set to restrain his wrists behind his back. Thad used the second set of handcuffs to lock the first set to the hobbles around his ankles – effectively hog-tying his older brother.

“That’ll keep him from running away!” said Kelly.

“Or walking either,” replied Thad. “Help me carry him to the bathtub.”

“Thad! Whatever you plan to do, please don’t do it!” Chad begged his brother as the two boys carried him over to the bathtub and gently set him down inside it.

“Shut up!” snapped Thad. “Your whining pisses me off almost as much as your escape attempt did. And since you’ve gotten me pissed off…”

Thad dramatically unzipped his fly and pulled out what was behind it.

“You can be pissed *on!*”


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Oct 08, 2010 8:39 am

A little. It is a great lesson that the newest brother is giving in the oldest.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby fratboydanny » Fri Oct 08, 2010 10:29 am

this is an enjoyable read Jason. please keep going.

Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby xtc » Fri Oct 08, 2010 11:11 am

If he threatens, he has to do it. If he shows weakness, however, it might affect the plot direction.
I look forward to seeing what happens.

Wassail!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Oct 08, 2010 2:39 pm

The next installment is not (entirely) a cop-out. Thad only said "can be", not "will be".


Chapter 4 – Chad’s Shower

“Oh no! DON’T!” Chad wailed as he shut his eyes tight, fully expecting Thad to carry out his bizarre threat immediately despite his protests. “Please! Anything but THAT!”

Nothing happened for a few moments, until Chad heard what sounded like a zipper closing. Chad tentatively opened one eye and looked around, ready to close it again and avert his face if he didn’t like what he saw. But Thad was merely looking back down at Chad a bit thoughtfully; arms crossed. His fly was zipped closed again.

“Tell you what, Chad… since it was a first offense I’ll give you a choice!” Thad told him. “You can have a humiliating but painless golden shower from the both of us, or – even though you’re already in hot water as far as I’m concerned - you can have a scalding-hot shower from the showerhead at full blast for one minute! That’s less humiliating perhaps, but it’ll be painful. Take your pick!”

Chad was desperate to avoid the utter degradation of enduring what Thad had first contemplated doing to him. Despite the awfulness of the alternative, Chad decided to go with the hot shower.

“Your choice!” said Thad with a shrug of his shoulders. “Enjoy.” And without further ado, he turned on the shower for maximum heat and spray intensity.

Chad began to repent of his choice almost at once. He’d hoped Thad would show him *some* mercy and not let the water get too hot. But the water was immediately scalding him all over his body, and he frantically attempted to scrabble out of the bathtub. Bound as he was, his two relentless captors had no trouble pushing him back into the tub and keeping him fully exposed to the spray for the full minute duration that Thad had promised. Within ten seconds, the entire bathroom was flooded with steams and Chad’s pitiful cries for mercy.

But though they ignored his pleas for mercy and would not let him out before the minute was up, they scrupulously kept their word (and a careful track of the time) and shut off the spray exactly sixty seconds after it had started. Even at that, Chad’s skin was as red as a boiled lobster by the time his punishment was over. Wet as he was, tears were unmistakably running out of his eyes.

“You shouldn’t have tried to escape after you promised not to, Chad!” Thad told his brother as he and Kelly pulled him out of the bathtub and towel-dried him off. “You brought your punishment down on yourself!”

“Can you blame me?” Chad retorted. “If someone was doing to you what you’re doing to me, you’d try your hardest to escape too!”

“If you want to be treated better, stop trying to get away!” Thad said without sympathy.

“But I don’t try to escape, when will you let me go?” asked Chad.

“When I can trust you to act like my brother again,” Thad answered mildly. “Until then, you’re not my brother… you’re just my prisoner.”

“And mine too!” put in Kelly with an annoying snicker.

The two younger boys led Chad (still entirely naked from his shower) back to his bedroom. There they took the shackles off his feet but kept his hands cuffed as Thad got a clean set of boxer shorts and helped get them on Chad (while Kelly gripped Chad by the arms to prevent another foolhardy escape attempt).

Once this was done, Thad and Kelly forced Chad forced Chad back in to lying down upon his bed while they secured him back into it; spread-eagled as before but with the handcuffs and leg-cuffs rather than with ropes. Chad silently admitted to himself that it *was* rather less uncomfortable this way than being tied so tightly with ropes had been.
However, he could have done without his two captors climbing back on top of him to sit on him again; Chad sitting knees-up on Chad’s chest while the heavier Kelly knelt-sat on Chad’s stomach. He could also have done without having a new tight gag placed on him to keep him perfectly silent. But what he could have done without the most was hearing the conversation Thad and Kelly had immediately afterward.

“Say Kelly, do you think your folks would let you stay here overnight?” Thad asked his friend. “Think of the fun we could have thinking of new ways to tease Chad!”

“Sure!” Kelly replied at once. “They’re always trying to get me out of the house anyway. I can stay the whole weekend if you want me to! I’ll call them up right now!”

“Cool! Meanwhile I’ll go start fixing dinner!” replied Thad, who immediately got off Chad’s chest, loaned Kelly his cell phone, and headed out of the room. Kelly sat up, putting his weight on Chad’s midriff, and called his parents. It was a long and leisurely conversation. Kelly’s parents were concerned about Kelly being in the same house as Chad, who had developed a bad reputation lately with his continual drinking and his increasingly bad temper, but Kelly assured them that Chad was no longer drinking, was being very quiet, and was well under control (all true, of course). And so Kelly was given permission to stay over for as long as he wanted.

Chad had tried to call for help all through the conversation, but of course his every attempt went completely unheard by anyone save Kelly, who merely smiled triumphantly in response when he clicked off the phone. Giving Chad a gentle pat on the cheek, he got off him, clicked off the room light, shut the door, and left Chad secured to his bed as he followed Thad downstairs to the kitchen.


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Oct 08, 2010 6:05 pm

Chapter 5 – Pea Soup

Thad and Kelly had a leisurely dinner in the kitchen; enjoying the thought that Chad must be getting pretty hungry and thirsty by this time.

“I never thought I’d say this, but I never realized that tormenting someone who’s all tied up and helpless could be so much fun!” Kelly said as he finished dessert.

“I never thought I’d enjoy tormenting my own brother like this either,” Thad admitted. “But I’m not doing this just for fun. I have other reasons too.”

“Personally, I think your logic is pretty flawed,” Kelly told him frankly. “But screw it. This is too much fun. Now let’s go back up there and torment him some more!”

“Okay, just as soon as I fix him something to eat like I promised,” replied Thad. “Go on ahead and ungag him for me, would you? My hands are gonna be kind of full.”

Thad fixed up a dinner tray with the leftovers from his and Kelly’s meal, added a glass full of ice and a can of soda, and carried it up to Chad’s room. Chad was ungagged and looking at Thad with unfeigned relief; perhaps thinking he was going to be left to go hungry and thirsty all night.

“Chow time!” Thad announced cheerfully.

“Great! I’m famished!” Chad replied thankfully. “I can hardly wait for you to get these cuffs off me so that I can eat…”

“Who said anything about removing your cuffs?” Thad asked calmly as he handed the tray to Kelly (who was still standing beside the bed) and climbed up onto the bed to kneel-sit on his brother. “Your hands are staying put. You can eat without them!”

Kelly handed the tray back to Thad, who rested it atop his thighs. Kelly then climbed up onto the bed and knelt sat right behind Thad, while Thad held a spoonful of soup to Chad’s mouth so he could take a sip.

“I should have known,” Chad said with a sigh, but hesitated no further to take the soup. “Well,” he continued after swallowing, “you sitting on my chest while you feed me is one thing… but does *he* have to sit on my belly too?”

“Kelly sits wherever he wants to, if you want to eat at all!” replied Thad mildly as Chad took another spoonful of soup. “So, how do you like the pea soup?”

Chad slurped another spoonful. “M-mm! It’s pretty good. Did you make it yourself?”

“Yeah, we both contributed,” piped in Kelly. “”Chad dumped in the other ingredients and I *peed* into the soup myself!”

Kelly timed this just as Chad was taking another mouthful. With his eyes bulging like saucers, Chad spluttered out about half the soup out of his mouth and nearly choked on the rest in his shock. “PLAH! *Splutter!* You did WHAT?!?”

“Take it easy, Chad!” Thad said with a wide grin. “Kelly is just razzing you. We didn’t pee into the soup!”

“Yeah, *sure* we didn’t!” replied Kelly sotto voce, but still clear enough so that Chad could clearly hear him – as he’d intended. And then he chuckled in a sinister sort of way.

“Kelly, knock it off!” Thad chided his friend as Chad refused to take another mouthful of soup. “He believes you!” Then Thad looked down at his brother with mild exasperation.
“Come on, Chad! You don’t think I’d pee into my own brother’s soup, do you?”

“On his brother, sure…” Kelly said quietly, looking over Thad’s shoulder down at Chad with a mischievous smile. “But *not* into his brother’s soup! Oh no; of course not!”

“Shut UP, Kelly!” Thad told his friend looking back at him, but with a smile of amusement rather than a frown of anger.

Thad turned back to look down at Chad, took the tray and set it aside, unzipped his fly, pulled out what was behind it again, and this time made a show of pointing and aiming at Chad’s face. “Now then, Chad… I’ll ask you this just one more time, so think carefully before you answer. Do you really think I’d be so low as to pee into your food and then not tell you? Tell the truth, now! Don’t be afraid!”

“Right!” agreed Kelly, smiling more widely than ever. “Don’t be afraid to tell the truth. Just because Chad has a loaded bladder and a cocked cock pointed straight at you and ready to spray you.”

Chad gulped nervously. After the narrowly averted golden shower before, he had no doubt that Thad meant business now! And this time he’d get it right in the face and in his own bed; far worse than the threat of it was before! Trying to avoid answering would undoubtedly only get him what he sought to avoid. Either admitting or denying he believed any such thing might get him the same, but what was left?

“Thad… I admit that I believed it for a moment, and I’m sorry!” Chad ventured. “But I don’t still think you’d do something like that to me no matter how angry at me you got.”

“Good answer!” replied Thad, as he casually put away his tool. “Remember; anything I do to do I’ll do openly! I’m not a trickster like Kelly here is.”

Kelly continued to chuckle; totally unrepentant.

Thad fed Chad his dinner without further incident; even giving him a couple of cookies for dessert. When he was finished, he carried away the tray while Kelly – still kneel-sitting on Chad’s chest – wiped a few spilt drops off their prisoner off with a napkin. When he finished, Kelly inadvertently brushed against Chad’s face with his bare legs and felt the scratchy itch of Chad’s three-day growth of beard.

“Hey, Thad!” Kelly called loudly to Chad’s brother so that he could be heard downstairs.
“Chad’s whiskers feel itchy against my legs. I think it’s time we gave him a shave!”

“Good idea, Kelly!” Thad called back from the kitchen. “I’ll get his shaving kit from the bathroom when I finish cleaning up down here. Then we’ll shave him *good*!”

Chad definitely did not like the sound of that!


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby snobound » Fri Oct 08, 2010 7:35 pm

He he.... I can't wait for the forced shaving!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Oct 08, 2010 9:34 pm

I think I know what kind of shaving you're thinking of Snobound, but that comes in the chapter after this one. :twisted:


Chapter 6 – A Shave and a Brush

Thad came back into the room a few minutes later carrying Chad’s shaving kit. Kelly inched backward onto Chad’s belly to make room for Thad as the latter climbed back onto the bed and knelt back down on Chad’s chest.

Chad gulped. “W-wait a minute, Thad!” Chad begged his kid brother; stuttering in his nervousness. “Y-you going to *shave*me?! W-with a r-razor?"

“Unless you know some *other* way to shave someone, then yeah – I’m going to use a razor!” Thad replied with a smirk.

“Can’t we discuss this?! Please?!” Chad begged as Thad Took a can of shaving ream, sprayed a small foam file onto the palm of his hand, and started to smear the stuff all over Chad’s lower face.

“What’s to discuss?” asked Kelly. “It’s going to be a long time before we let you shave yourself, and you need a shave right now!”

“Yeah, but I don’t want *you two* to shave me!” Chad replied as Thad grasped his razor.

“What’s the matter, Chad?” Thad asked calmly. “Are you afraid I’ll cut you – perhaps on purpose?”

“The thought has crossed my mind, yes!” Chad replied frankly (if not wisely). “If you’d pee on me, then you’d do *anything*!”

“I only threatened to pee on you – and then only because you dared doubt me when told you –truthfully, I might add – that we didn’t pee into your soup!” replied Thad as he began to shave his brother’s face. “Whatever else I do to you, even when I am punishing you for something, I won’t lie to you. Not ever!”

“Ow! You nicked me!” protested Chad. A small drop of blood appeared on his chin.

“Not on purpose!” asserted Thad. Now then, I’ll do my best *not* to cut you, but you’ve got to hold still! Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing!”

“How the hell could you know?” replied Chad with annoyance. “You’re barely thirteen! You’re too young to shave yet!”

“I’ve been using your razor to shave my pubic hairs!” replied Thad mildly.

Chad swore, which cost him another nick on the face just below his left ear. “You use it to WHAT?!? Why, you rotten little…”

“I suggest you hush up!” Thad interrupted, while Kelly started laughing – he was definitely enjoying the show. “I can’t shave you without risk of cutting you if you keep opening your mouth! I’d gag you if that wouldn’t totally get in the way!”

Chad subsided outwardly, but inwardly was still thinking lurid curse words. Thad continued to carefully shave his brother’s face, while Kelly looked over Thad’s shoulder and kept making faces at Chad as he continued to kneel on Chad’s stomach. Damn, but Thad’s friend was heavy!!!

Thad honestly was trying his best, but Chad was shaking from his nervousness and irritation – and his razor had gotten a bit dull. The result was that Thad had to place several small bandages on his older brother’s face once he was done.

“This would have been a lot easier for us if you’d quit shivering!” Thad insisted. “I told you I have the situation fully under control!” Thad put away Chad’s shaving kit, grabbed a toothbrush, and put some toothpaste in it.

“Uhhh… why are you going to brush your teeth in here?” asked a bewildered Chad.

“I’m not brushing my* teeth* you doofus! I’m going to brush yours!”

“That’s f**king insane! There’s no way I’m letting you brush *my* teeth!”

Thad picked up another object and held it right in front of his brother’s eyes.

“Do you see this?” Thad asked with an edge of irritation uin his voice.

“Yes,” Chad replied in a subdued voice.

“What is it?”

“It’s a rectal thermometer.”

“And can you guess where it’s going to go – and going to *stay* - if you don’t knock off the God-damned bitching?”

“Uh huh!” replied Chad timidly, breaking out in a cold sweat; he *hated* those things!

“This is your only warning, then!” Thad told him. “If you don’t stop complaining, it’s going in and it’ll stay in until you cooperate! Understand?!”

Chad gulped nervously. “Yes, Thad!” he replied meekly.

“Do you still object to having your teeth brushed?” Thad asked pointedly.

“Nope!” replied Chad in a small voice.

And so Chad lay here and let Thad brush his teeth for him. He’d have almost have preferred another scalding hot shower instead.

“There! Don’t you feel better with nice clean teeth?” Thad asked his brother teasingly once he’d finished.

“Uhhh…. (gulp!)… Yeah, sure Thad! Uh huh!” Chad replied with a small, nervous laugh (perhaps still thinking of that rectal thermometer).


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby snobound » Fri Oct 08, 2010 9:48 pm

Great torments- especially the threat of rectal thermometry! Funny how the younger bro got his razor practice :lol:
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby fratboydanny » Sat Oct 09, 2010 7:38 am

love this...but would like the forced shaving Snobound was referencing... so Chad could see what Thad does.

Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Oct 09, 2010 10:02 am

fratboydanny wrote:love this...but would like the forced shaving Snobound was referencing... so Chad could see what Thad does.


Well, as I told Snobound at the beginning of the preceding chapter, that's in the following chapter, and here it is:



Chapter 7 – The Makeover

“You know what, Thad?” Kelly declared suddenly as he shifted his position to a squat to settle more of his weight on Chad’s belly. “I think it’s time we gave Chad a makeover.”

Thad though for just a moment before answering. “Great idea, Kelly. I know just what we need too. It’s all in my mom’s old bedroom. I’ll go get them.”

“Makeover?!” asked Chad as Thad got up off him and started hurrying out of the room. “What in Hell are you talking about?”

“You’ll see!” Thad called back with a giggle as he hurried to their mother’s bedroom.

Chad moaned as Kelly moved up to kneel on his chest. “Oh no! What horrible scheme have you two brats cooked up this time?”

“We’re going to give you a whole new look, Chad!” Kelly answered with an evil smile. “One you probably never considered having before today!” And he laughed out loud.
Chad was certain he hated the idea already, whatever it was, just judging from that laugh!

Thad soon came back carrying an armload of stuff and resumed his seat on Chad’ chest.
Chad felt despair as h recognized some of the items: lipstick, eyeliner, hair brush, hair styling gel… “Please tell me you aren’t planning to do what I think you are!” Chad pleaded with his brother. “PLEASE!”

“I could, but I promised never to lie to you!” replied Thad. “Of course, if you prefer, we can go with the rectal thermometer idea – followed by such other fun torture methods like shoving toothpicks up your toenails and fingernails.”

Perhaps unwisely, Chad found himself asking, “What’s to stop you from doing those things to me anyway?”

“Nothing!” Thad replied casually. “Except I’ll use pain on you only if you make me mad! Do you want to make me mad, or would you rather have a beauty treatment?”

Chad gave in with a sigh of resignation, and soon found himself puckering his lips so that Thad could apply his mother’s old cherry red lipstick. While Thad was doing this, he politely asked Kelly to shave Chads legs.

“I’ll be glad to,” replied the other boy with wicked eagerness.

Chad wanted to ask why his legs were being shaven (like he had any say in the matter) but told Chad to hush up. “I can’t do this as well if you’re talking.”

Thad removed the bandages from Chad’s face and washed over the various cuts. Then he began applying mascara to his brother’s face while Kelly began shaving Chad’s bare legs. Fortunately for Chad, his legs weren’t very hairy to begin with, and Kelly managed to do a good job without nicking him even once. Thad then got off Chad’s chest to make room for Kelly while the latter began to shave Chad’s armpits.

Chad tried to protest again. “Keep it up and your pubes are next!” Kelly threatened. Chad decided he’d better quit before he was even further behind.

“Won’t you two please tell me what you plan to do to me?” Chad pleaded as Kelly began to shave his chest.

“What’s the matter, Chad? Don’t you like surprises?” Kelly asked sardonically.

“I don’t know if I can stand many more surprises today,” Chad replied with a mournful groan. “I think I’ve already gotten enough surprises from you two to last me a lifetime.”

Kelly laughed. “A lifetime? Hell, Thad and I have barely even gotten started yet! We’ve thought of so many ideas already about what to do with you that it’ll probably take all summer to try them all out!”

“You two are really going to keep me prisoner all summer?” Chad asked in disbelief; realizing belatedly that he was still capable of being further outraged.

“Sure! Maybe even longer!” Kelly replied with a casual smile. Then, grinning hugely, he pulled Chad’s boxers down and began to shave his pubes off after all.

Chad knew was pointless to protest, but he did so anyway. “I can understand Thad being so mad at me that he’d do this! But why are you going along with it?”

“Because it’s fun!” replied Kelly easily. “And because I don’t like it when people call me a n****r! If you hadn’t done that, I might not be helping Thad now!”

“What?! Oh my God!” Chad wailed in horror as he frantically sought a way to get Kelly to change his mind about helping his brother torment him. “Kelly… I’m so sorry. I was upset from having a hangover, and from being tied up for so long. I – I figured you’d already agreed to aid Thad in this foolishness. Can’t you please forgive me and let me go?! PLEASE?!”

“Even if I was willing to forgive you, it’s too late now!” Kelly replied, not even pausing as he shaved of Chad’s pubes. “We’ve gone too far now! If I were to let you go, you’d only go to the police and have Thad and me arrested!”

“No I wouldn’t!” Chad hastened to assure him – not really meaning a word he said. “I swear I won’t tell anyone about your part in any of this if you just let me go right now! Please… Oh please!” Chad put every bit of desperation he felt into his pleading.

“Even if I wanted to, I can’t!” replied Kelly as he finished the shaving and pulled Chad’s boxers back up. “I don’t have the keys to your handcuffs or leg-cuffs. Thad does.”

“Then call the police,” Chad pleaded.

“NO WAY!” Kelly declared with finality. “I’d never betray my best friend like that!”

“But I’m his brother…” started Chad.

“No, you’re his prisoner, and you’re going to stay that way for as long as he wants!” Kelly declared, just as Thad was walking back in.

“Trying to get Kelly to turn against me, Chad?” Thad asked, more with amusement than anger as he climbed back on top of Chad’s chest. “Forget it. Kelly and I have been best buddies ever since the others died!”

“We’ve been brothers for lots longer,” asserted Chad. “Doesn’t that count for anything?”

“It didn’t count for anything anymore to *you* after mom, dad, and sis died, so why should it count anything to *me* anymore?” Thad retorted. “You all but abandoned me, and for a long time Kelly was the only one I could turn to for support. He gave me the comfort I needed when you wouldn’t, so *he’s* my brother *now*!”

Thad picked up a set of fake eyelashes. “Now shut up!” he told his brother. “Applying these things is delicate work and I *don’t* want to poke you in the eye!”

“That’s good to know,” Chad muttered miserably. Thad applied the fake eyelashes with little problem. He then picked put a set of ear-rings that resembled little valentines and held them up to Chad’s earlobes.

“Mom’s old ear-rings look pretty good on you, Chad!” Thad told him. “It’s a damned shame you never got your ears pierced.” He paused ominously, and then picked up a piece of equipment that Chad uneasily recognized from his mother’s beauty equipment. “So I guess we’ll have to have your ears pierced right here!”

Chad tried to struggle, but Kelly moved in and held Chad’s held still with both hands while Thad closed in with the earlobe-piercing tool…

*EEE-YEEEOOOWWW!!!!*

“GOD DAMN YOU THAD!!! THAT HURT!!!” Chad yelled.

“But those ear-rings make you look so adorable!” Thad told his angry brother. “And look what else I have for you.” Thad held out his other’s old pearl necklace and – with Kelly assisting by lifting up Chad’s head – draped it over onto Chad’s shoulders.

Then came the hair styling. Chad had fairly long hair. By the time Thad was finished washing and styling it, it was quite a feminine ‘do’.

“Chad is starting to look real nice now, isn’t he Kelly?” Thad asked his friend.

“Almost good enough to take out on a date, Thad,” agreed Kelly with his usual snicker. “Now all we need to do is dress him up a bit!”

Thad produced a bikini that his sister Lucy used to wear, and from the backpack of hardware supplies produced two balloons (their color matching the bikini fairly closely) which Kelly soon blew up to the proper size and tied off. “I suggest you cooperate and let us put these on you,” Thad suggested to his brother. “Otherwise it’s the rectal thermometer!”

Knowing he was no match for Thad and Kelly together, Chad didn’t resist as Thad and Kelly released him from the bed, flipped him over on his belly, pulled off his boxer shorts, tied on the bikini, flipped him back onto his bed, and shackled him to the bed again. Afterward, the boys shoved the balloons into the upper part of the bikini to make it look like Chad had breasts. Finally, they gagged him to keep him quiet.

Chad thought he must be having a nightmare, but convincing himself of this did not make it go away. Then, when the other two boys sat on either side of him on the bed and began to fondle his ‘breasts’ and tickle his belly, Chad decided he must be in Hell instead.

But what they did next *really* shocked him!!!


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Oct 11, 2010 8:50 am

Chapter 8 – Sleepover

Thad suddenly kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks, and then removed his pants; leaving him wearing only a set of white cotton briefs. Kelly immediately removed his own shorts; leaving him wearing only a set of rather sheer black Speedos. One of the boys clicked off the room light – leaving only the light of the moon from outside to see by. And then both climbed into bed with Chad –one lying on each side of him rather than getting on to him again like they had been.

Chad broke out into a cold sweat, wondering if they were going to do what he thought they were going to do.

But neither boy touched him other than lying upon his outstretched arms and legs. They merely engaged in idle chit-chat with each other in the dark for a while. Then there was silence for a moment or two, and then Thad sighed with contentment.

“This is the life, isn’t it Kelly?” he asked from where he lay at Chad’s left side. “Being in bed with a beautiful *girl* with the lights turned out! It just doesn’t get any better than this!”

“That’s for sure, Thad!” Kelly agreed from Chad’s right side.

“Good night, Kelly!” said Thad.

“Good night, Thad!” said Kelly.

Then there was silence. Eventually, Chad started to hear the sounds of soft snoring coming from both boys in the bed with him. He couldn’t’ believe this! They’d simply fallen asleep?!

Just as Chad was deciding that this *wasn’t* going to be what he’d expected, he felt two hands clasp his face and face him to his right. A moment later, he found himself suddenly locked into a kiss! Chad tried to break away but the hands held him too firmly - and he had no leverage bound the way he was. The kiss lasted at least ten seconds before Kelly broke it off.

“I want to kiss you all over!” Kelly suddenly whispered into Chad’s ear in a fake French accent that made him sound vaguely like Pepe Le Phew.

Chad gulped. “Th-thad?” he called out timidly to his sleeping brother. “He felt Kelly’s hands pull him in for another kiss, and he tried again. “Thad? Wake uhh-hmm-mmmh!”
The seconds kiss was even longer and more passionate than the first one was.

Kelly broke off his kiss and suddenly was lying right on top of Chad. “I want to make mad, passionate love to you, Mon Cherie,” Kelly continued in his Pepe Le Phew accent.

“Huh?” spluttered a bewildered Chad. “But… but... I’m a boy… and you’re a boy… and… and… it just wouldn’t work out!”

“Why not?” replied Kelly as he rubbed noses with Chad. “*Thad* is a boy, and *we* do it together all the time!”

“What?” exclaimed Chad in utter disbelief. “You and Thad?! You… you’re gay? With each other? Since when?”

“You blabber-mouth, Kelly,” Thad’s mildly annoyed voice called out from Chad’s left. “That was supposed to be a secret!”

“Oh, sorry,” replied Kelly, though he didn’t sound very contrite. “But he’d have figured it out sooner or later you know.”

“Thad! Help! Please!” Chad begged his brother. “Get him off of me!”

“Take it easy, Chad,” Thad assured his brother. “Kelly’s just messing with you.”

“No, I’m not!” replied Kelly. “I want to make him suck me off!”

Chad swallowed noisily.

“No,” Thad replied firmly; much to Chad’s relief – and surprise. He’d begun to think there was nothing he’d deny Kelly – or do to humiliate Chad.

“Well, can I sit on his face naked and make him lick my…” Kelly persisted.

“NO!” Thad replied even more firmly. “Not unless he needs more punishing! But… let’s go to my room and you can do those things with *me!*

“Deal!” agreed Kelly, who climbed off of Chad and his bed. Thad followed as soon as he saw to it that Chad was thoroughly gagged again.

The bedroom door was opened, and Chad briefly saw the two naked boys arm in arm silhouetted against the hallway light. “Good night, Chad,” Thad called to his brother; closing the door before Chad could go “Mm-mm-mm!” in response.

Chad struggled once again to free himself but of course got nowhere. He was relieved however that there were apparently limits to what Tad would do to him or allowed to be done to him… at least, at first. But as time went on and he lay all alone and handcuffed to his bed, Chad to wonder what it’d have been like if Thad had agreed. Much to his chagrin, he began to find himself being thrilled at the thought. Unknown to Thad, Chad had had gay experiences with boys his own age when he was no older than Thad. And Kelly *was* a good looking boy.

Chad suddenly realized that the idea of being forced to do certain things with Thad and Kelly wasn’t as horrifying as he’d first thought. “What is *wrong* with me?!?” he asked himself crossly. Kelly was one thing, even though he was years younger than Chad was; but his own kid brother?! It was somehow horrifying and appealing at the same time!

Chad fell asleep; condemning himself for being a pervert.

An unknown amount of time later, he saw Kelly re-enter his room, which was now well lit. “Now that Thad’s asleep, it’s time to play!” Kelly told a panicky Chad as sat down on his chest – completely naked!

“I’m not asleep,” declared Thad’s voice from the doorway. “I’m right here! You woke me up when you snuck out!”

“Well, since you’re awake now, why don’t you join in?” Kelly casually asked Thad – completely ignoring Chad’s objections while caressing his face.

“What? Fondle my own brother?” Thad replied with a laugh. Then a moment of silence, then Chad heard an ominous sounding, “Hmmm.” Then, to Chad’s utter disbelief, he heard Thad continue, “Okay. Why not?”

Kelly straightened up and knelt as far up on Chad’s chest as he could, while Chad felt the weight of Thad’s naked body seated down upon his thighs. He suddenly realized that both boys were now completely naked! A moment later Chad felt the front of his boxers open and a hand gently pull out what was underneath and begin to stroke it.

Before Chad could protest this, he suddenly realized he had a more urgent problem when he felt a hand pry at his mouth and something else softer touching his lips. “Okay, Chad. Suck me off, or I’ll sit on your face and make you lick my ass!”

Chad suddenly noticed that he wasn’t gagged anymore and began to protest. “This is rape, you know! You want to go to jail for raping another guy?” he asked fearfully.

“And if you tell anyone, do you think you can live down the fact that you were tied up and raped by a couple of kids smaller than you?” Kelly asked with a wicked grin. Suddenly Kelly sprouted horns and fangs.

“You aren’t *that* much smaller,” replied Chad, who for some reason didn’t find the idea of Kelly with horns all that incongruous. “You feel like you weigh a ton!”

“I only weigh 135 pounds,” Kelly retorted. Suddenly he sprouted small dragon wings and a barbed tail, and his skin took on a dark red tinge. “Okay, make that about 150 pounds now. And you’re going to feel every ounce of it on your face if you don’t start sucking me of right now!”

“No! You can… you can GO TO HELL!” snapped Chad; inspired by Kelly’s new look.

“Nope, I’m staying, but I’ll be happy to put *you* through Hell, tough guy!” replied Kelly, who got up to sit on Chad’s face. Chad got a brief look at Thad as he squatted on Chad’s legs and jerking him off. Then Kelly’s naked butt loomed over him…

Suddenly it turned into a huge mouth lined with rows of sharp teeth. It opened wide, exposing a huge tongue that licked Chad’s face like the slobbery kiss of a large puppy. Then the huge mouth approached to take a huge bite out of Chad’s face!!!

Chad woke up and screamed into his gag!

Suddenly noticing that he was abruptly alone inside a once-again darkened room, Chad realized that he’d just been having a nightmare! Her stopped screaming ineffectually into his gag and settled down his rapid breathing. Jeez, that was scary!

His fright had just barely subsided when Chad fell back asleep.

Moments later, he felt the weight of a naked body sitting on his chest – and this time Chad knew that this was NOT a dream!!!


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Oct 11, 2010 10:28 am

Great continuations. Very good! Thanks!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby snobound » Mon Oct 11, 2010 12:17 pm

NOOOO! Make it stop! Too many HOT twists! I love the dream part with the devil features... and the shaving was just what I imagined :wink:

Nuclearo should like these last two continuations.... the ballons and fake lashes were hysterical! Nice job.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Oct 11, 2010 12:17 pm

Chapter 9 - A Visitor In The Night

Chad opened his eyes, which had adapted to the darkness well enough for him to see that it was Kelly who was sitting on his chest. He saw the boy reach down to remove his gag, and Chad began to wonder if his dream was about to actually take place. The fact that Kelly was now completely naked didn’t ease his mind any.

“Thad’s sound asleep in his room, and he doesn’t know I’m here” Kelly said to Chad sotto voce; which didn’t reassure the older boy one bit.

“I don’t suppose you sneaked in here to set me free?” ventured Chad quietly.

“Not a chance in Hell of that happening,” replied Kelly with a smile that deepened Chad’s fears even more; that reference sounded too much like his nightmare for comfort.

“Well, if you’re here to torment me some more, why hide it from Thad?” asked Chad in weary resignation. “If he came in here, he’d probably help you rather than stop you.”

“Because I want a private talk with you without Thad overhearing,” Kelly replied mildly. “So keep your voice down. If he catches me in here, I’ll have to do something mean to you to cover up the real reason I came in here.” While Kelly was saying this, he took the balloons out of Chad’s bikini and tossed them aside, which made Chad marginally less uncomfortable at least.

Having nowhere else to go, Chad agreed to listen to what Kelly had to say.

“Good, because I have something I want to get off my chest,” said Kelly.

“So do I,” replied Chad snidely. “YOU!”

Kelly started slapping Chad hard and fast in the face, until Chad began to protest. “If you want me to stop slapping you, then quit the stupid jokes, shut the fuck up, and listen to me! You got that?!!”

“OW! All right! OW! I’m listening OW! Just stop hitting me! OW! PLEASE!!!”

Kelly stopped slapping Chad’s face, sat back ion Chad’s belly, and stretched his long legs out ahead of him so that his feet stretched out past Chad’s head and the edge of the bed. “I want to tell you why Thad tied you up, and why we’re doing all this to you.”

“Why?” Chad groused unwisely. “Because you two are effing crazy, that’s why!”

“You’re asking for another beating, Chad!” Kelly warned in an ominous tone. “Do I have to gag you again? Or would you prefer me to sit on your face to keep you quiet?”

Chad gulped; and not just because of the threat either. “All right, I’ll keep quiet until you ask me something,” he promised nervously. “So why *are* you doing this to me?”

“Thad has been very lonely and unhappy since your parents and sister died,” Kelly told him. “The only real family he has left is *you*! But when he turned to you for the comfort and support he was used to getting from you, you were wallowing in booze and self-pity and ignored him completely.”

“Well, shit! I miss mom, dad, and sis too you know!” retorted Chad angrily. “I miss them all a *lot*, damn it!”

“How about your brother?” asked Kelly with strange gentleness. “Do you miss *him*?”

“What?” asked Chad in bewilderment. “Of course not. He’s not dead; he’s asleep in his room!”

“Then why have you treated him as if he were dead?” asked Kelly simply.

Chad merely looked up at Kelly in silent puzzlement.

“Ever since the rest of your family died,” Kelly explained patiently, “you’ve ignored Thad as if he’d died with them. Instead of being there for him, you’ve been wallowing in self-pity and alcohol while Thad has had to grieve for his folks, his sister… and YOU!”

Now wait just a darned minute!” Chad protested angrily. “I…”

“Shut up! *I’m* talking now!” snapped Kelly as he pulled in his legs and sat in a squat like a catcher in a baseball game. “You just lay there and listen like you promised to - or I’ll gag you, sit on your face, and make you listen anyway!”

Chad shut up.

“You were so lost in booze and self-pity that you may as well have been dead too, as far as Thad was concerned!” Kelly lectured. “When he got no comfort from you, he turned to *me* for moral support. I offered all the comfort he wanted from me – of any kind at all. Thad took to sleeping over at my house rather than spend so many hours here alone while you were out drinking!”

Chad felt shame at this; not just because this was true but also because he’d never even noticed that Thad was out of the house at those times!

“That’s when my friendship with Thad reached a new level of… intimacy, by the way!” Kelly continued. “I suppose I have *you* to thank for that. I’d actually be grateful to you for this, if it hadn’t caused Thad so much pain in the process!

“I’m only a year older than Thad, but I managed to be a big brother for him as well as his best friend… and more… for him while you were going out and throwing your money, your life, and your health away…”

Chad couldn’t stand the guilt this was inducing anymore – and Kelly didn’t know the half of it! If Thad and Kelly knew the *real* reason why Chad had let his life spiral out of control… No, he couldn’t bear the thought of *that*. Chad decided that their mistaken belief that he just didn’t care was better than their knowing the truth of the matter!

“Don’t give me any of this bullshit!” Chad snapped. “You took advantage of Thad’s grief to… to sodomize him, you damned nig - uh…” Chad stopped, suddenly remembering his utterly vulnerable situation despite his outrage. He fully expected to pay for his mistake with another session of hard face slapping now.

But Kelly made to move to hit Chad. “Because you’re so upset, I’ll let you get away with that… *this* time!” replied Kelly calmly. “But watch your mouth from now on. You’re in no position to be abusive, you know!

“Anyway, despite what you may think, I did nothing with Thad that we didn’t agree to mutual beforehand. It wasn’t even *my* idea… it was *his*! I’d *never* hurt Thad, as *you* have by neglecting him so badly!”

Chad desperately needed to change the subject. “What does this have to do with tying me up, sitting on me, and tormenting me?” he asked with some asperity.

“Everything!” Kelly replied blandly as he shifted position again with one knee grinding down n Chads shoulder and the other up while he rested his arm on it. “Thad sees that you’re ruining your life by drinking and neglecting everything around you. So he’s trying to put a stop to it. He’s trying to get your attention!”

“A simple tap on the shoulder would have sufficed, I should think,” Chad groused.

“No, because Thad couldn’t get your attention!” Kelly retorted. “He tried and tried and *tried* to get your attention for months now! When you finally *did* notice him, it was only when he poured your precious alcohol down the sink… and then you tried to beat him up! So after he knocked you out in sheer self-defense, he realized he wasn’t safe around you while you were free. So he tied you up! Now you have no choice but to pay attention to him now, don’t you?!”

“This is NUTS!” snapped Chad in denial. “Even if that rationale made any sense at all, Thad hasn’t said two words to me yet about why he’s doing this to me! All you and he have done these past twelve hours is keep me chained up and sit on me!”

“Because right now you’re in too much denial to reason with, and can’t be trusted to listen once you’re untied!” replied Kelly patiently. “Since you can’t be trusted out of the house, you’re going to be kept tied up right here for your own good! Since you keep acting like a baby, Thad and I are going to take care of you just like we would a real baby until you finally f**king grow up!”

“Even if that explains why I’m chained up, why on Earth are you *sitting on me* all the time?” Chad almost wailed.

“Well, what else are baby-sitters *for*, Chad?” Kelly asked with a mocking smile as he stuffed Chad’s mouth with a clean sock and then took the pillow case Chad had been gagged with and tied it back on him.
“Besides, what better way is there to get your attention than to prove to you how helpless you are now?” Kelly continued as he straddled Chad’s chest and began flicking his nose. “And don’t forget, I’m a queer… and a n****r too!”

Kelly stopped flicking Chad’s nose, but this relief didn’t last long before Kelly turned around and his bare-naked butt was hovering mere inches above Chad’s face. Sensing what would happen next, Chad frantically tried to avert his head, but Kelly’s feet and ankles braced his head on either side and kept his face helplessly turned upward.

“Just to give you some extra incentive to make amends to your brother, I’m going to come in here every night and sit on your face for as long as I want!” Kelly announced.

And then he slowly, carefully, relentlessly sat down!

“Mmuummmrrpphhh!” Chad frantically screamed into his gag. “Mm-mm-mmph!”

“Sorry, Chad!” he heard Kelly’s voice say mockingly as he started to suffocate. “I can’t understand you with your mouth covered up like that!”

Chad couldn’t breathe! Not with that gag on! It would have been gross enough breathing up this naked boy’s ass without a gag, but breathing with it under these circumstances was impossible. Chad felt like he was going to pass out…

And suddenly the weight on his face was gone and Chad could breathe again. He looked up, to see Kelly’s bare naked butt hovering a foot above his upturned face – apparently ready to re-seat himself at any moment. Chad breathed rapidly in and out through his nose; getting all the air he could until Kelly decided he’d recovered enough. Then, as his breathing began to slow, Kelly sat down again.

Kelly tormented him for what seemed like forever – sitting on his face for 30 seconds at a time and then giving him a mercy break for another 30 seconds or so. But when Kelly finished, he said it’d only been ten minutes… and that the next time would be twenty, and the time after that would be thirty, with ten more minutes added each night!

With his own muffled pleas for mercy ringing in his ears, Chad watched as the naked boy climbed off of him, calmly walked to the bedroom door, opened it, exited, closed it behind him, and locked the door.


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Oct 11, 2010 2:26 pm

Another great continuation. Thanks!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby snobound » Mon Oct 11, 2010 4:57 pm

This may become my favorite of your many excellent stories! I can't wait to find out the "truth of the matter". I hope Chad is actually liking his treatment...
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Oct 11, 2010 9:12 pm

I hope you're a patient man then Snobound, because this is also going to be one of my *longest* stories to date; the comic book series I originally made this story for is over 400 pages long and I've only gone through about 15% of it so far with this adaptation! Assuming it doesn't get me banned or something, it's still going to take me a couple of months to finish this at the rate I am going. :twisted:
I promise you'll find out eventually what 'the truth of the matter" is and whether Chad grows to like this or not. One advantage of adapting a story I wrote already is that writer's block is not likely unless I have to tone down (and thus cut out) some of the more controversial elements of my story. This next part in fact is likely to send me some flak if *anything* does! Otherwise it is loads easier than writing an all-new story.


Chapter 10 – Another Visitor In The Night

Sleep wouldn’t come back to Chad. Instead, he lay awake desperately seeking a way out of this fix he was in. But hours passed and he didn’t have the faintest glimmer of an idea of a way out that he felt had the slightest chance of succeeding.

While he was lost in thought, he heard the door to his bedroom being unlocked. Chad turned his head to see who was coming in as the door swung open. The familiar form of his younger brother was silhouetted against the light in the hallway.

“Chad? Are you awake?” he heard Thad call to him quietly, as if concerned not to awaken his older brother if he was asleep. Chad was struck by the incongruity of this solicitude fro someone who threatened to pee on him; but he was unable to comment aloud on it.

Chad went “Mm-mmm-mmm” as loudly as he could to let his brother and captor know that he was indeed awake.

Apparently encouraged, Thad walked in, closed the door and walked up to the bed. Although he’d been naked before, he was clad in white briefs, T-shirt, and tube socks now. He came to the head of Chad’s bed, sat on his brother’s chest as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do now, and started talking softly.

“I’m feeling lonely, and I can’t sleep,” Thad said quietly as if Chad wasn’t all tied up. “Kelly’s sound asleep and I didn’t want to wake him. So can I stay with you for a while?”

Chad nodded his head, wanting desperately to get back into Thad’s good graces again.

“Thanks,” replied Thad, his feet dangling over the edge of the bed and swinging slightly; all his 125-pound weight was pressing down on Chad’s chest. He sat quietly for a few moments, apparently thinking of something to say. Chad hoped desperately that it had something to do with letting him go free and seeking psychiatric help.

“You know, I’m feeling horny right now,” Thad told his brother. “But since Kelly is asleep, would *you* suck my cock?”

Chad almost choked on the sock stuffed into his mouth; he certainly hadn’t been expecting anything like *this*! He simply made a feeble “Mm-mm-mm?!?” in response.

“I’ll be *really* nice to you if you suck my cock, Chad!” Thad said to him gently.

“Mmph!” Chad answered uncertainly. How nice was Thad talking about being? He had done such things with other boys his own age before, but… with his own brother?! And besides, he wasn’t a kid anymore, and Thad *was*! How could he do such a thing?

Then again – would Thad take ‘no’ for an answer?

“Oh, yeah… I guess it *would* be easier for you to answer me without the gag,” Thad said with a quiet chuckle as he proceeded to free Chad’s mouth of the obstruction. “Easier for you to suck me off too, I imagine!”

“Thad, what can I do to get you to let me go and stop tormenting me” Chad asked as calmly as he could once the gag and sock were removed.

“Well, sucking me off like I asked would be a pretty good start,” Thad relied mildly as he pulled the body part in question out into view. “I’ll tell you more if you’ll do it.”

“But I can’t suck off my own brother,” Chad protested.

“Aw, come on!” Thad wheedled. “Kelly’s been sucked off by a dozen other boys, but the only one who’s ever sucked me off is Kelly. I want to see what it’s like when someone else does it.”

“If I do it, will you promise to let me go?” asked Chad.

“No, but I promise that we’ll discuss it,” replied Thad,

“Then forget it!” announced Chad, deciding that he had to stick to *some* scruples. If it had been Kelly, just maybe… but his own kid brother?

Thad climbed off of Chad’s chest; clearly angry. “Golly! I came in here determined to be nice to you, hoping you’d respond to that! Now I guess I’ll have to be mean to you again instead!”

“Wha – what are you going to do?” Chad asked nervously as Thad walked to the foot of his bed with a set of padlock keys he pulled out of his underwear.

“If you won’t suck me off, I’ll get my rocks off the other way!” Thad told him as he placed a key against one of Chad’s leg cuffs and unlocked the part that held it against the bedpost. He moved Chad’s left foot over to the center of the footboard and then locked the empty cuff to one of the center railings of the bed. Thad then unlocked Chad’s other foot and moved it adjacent to the first. Rather than lock this foot to the bed railing to, he locked the empty cuff around Chad’s opposite ankle. Then he unlocked the first cuff from the bed railing again and locked this around Chad’s right ankle. Chad’s feet were no longer chained to the bed but were chained by both leg cuffs to each other.

Thad then grabbed both leg cuffs and forced his brother’s legs up and arched over his body toward the head of the bed.

“HEY! Stop, you crazy little freak! What are you doing?!?” Chad protested.

“Haven’t you figured that out yet?” Thad replied with a smirk as he pulled Chad’s feet up over his own head and began to secure them both to the headboard.

“Of course I’ve figured it out!” replied Chad in disbelief. “I just can’t believe that you’d do such a thing against someone’s will – especially to *me*!”

“Are you nervous?” Thad asked as he climbed back onto the bed and knelt on the spot where Chad’s legs were moments before.

“Nervous?! I’m frightened out of my mind!” Chad almost shouted. “I’m about to be fucked up the ass by my own kid brother, for Christ’s sake!”

“I’ll try not to make it hurt too much, Chad!” Thad replied as he casually pulled his brother’s boxer shorts down past his thighs. Then he picked up a plastic tube that he had laid on the bed previously when he’d come into the room that Chad had not noticed before. “See? I even brought some joy jelly with me, just in case. Kelly and I use to all the time when we do each other, and…”

“Wait! WAIT!” exclaimed Chad as his brother began opening the tube. “I’ve changed my mind!!! I’ll give you a blow job! I’ll give you anything you want! Just don’t butt-fuck me! Please! I – I’m begging you!”

“Gee, Chad, I don’t know!” replied Thad in an uncertain voice… but at least he’d stopped what he was doing - for the moment. “I’m all set for anal now, and it took me some time and effort to set all this up!”

“Thad, have mercy for God’s sake!” whined Chad, unable to believe this was happening.

“All right, Chad,” replied Thad as he re-capped the tube, put it away, and began to put his brother back into the lying position he was in before. “I’ll give you another chance. But you’d better not disappoint me. If you don’t do a really good blow job, it’s back to the anal – and next time I’ll do it *without* the joy jelly!”

As Thad shifted his brother’s legs back the way they were, Chad couldn’t help but wonder where Thad had learned to be so ruthless. He was only a 13-year-old kid, but he was manipulating Chad without any effort at all!

Once Thad was finished, he straddled the upper part of Chad’s chest, pulled out his cock, and forced it into his brother’s reluctant mouth. Determined not to endure the situation of being anal raped by his own kid brother, Chad did the best blow job he knew how to do. Luckily he’d had some experience at this. Unluckily, it showed.

“Wow!” Thad exclaimed in praise as his brother hit his stride. “You’re almost as good at this as Kelly is! Almost!”

Chad tried to pretend he utterly hated this. But the feel of his brother’s thighs as they clasped against his face while he was forced to suck was irresistibly arousing to him.

Unfortunately, his own body betrayed him.

Thad laughed. “You must enjoy doing this more than you let on, Chad! Your own dick is tenting up your shorts and – hahaha - you just creamed into your boxers!”

Chad swore silently to himself. The Hell of it was that his brother was right! He *was* getting into this. Thad continued to squeeze his face between his thighs and began humping, and it was obviously that he would cum any moment himself.

Chad tried to back out, but Thad wouldn’t let him. A second later, Chad almost choked on what his brother forced into his mouth. “Lick it all up and swallow every last drop Chad, and I’ll do something I know you want me to do!” promised Thad. Chad looked up at his brother questioningly. “No lies and no tricks… now swallow it!”

Chad swallowed.

Satisfied, Thad got off of his brother and began to clean him off. “Where did you learn to do that anyway?” Thad asked his older brother as he gave him a fresh set of boxer shorts to put on.

“I – I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Chad replied. “I never did anything like that before.”

“Aw, bullshit!” replied Thad gently. “I’ve only done it with Kelly before now, but I think I can tell when someone has done this before. There’s no way this was your first time. You’ve done it with someone else before. Now tell me who it was!”

Chad heaved a small sigh. “It was Jeff Clarke!” he finally admitted reluctantly.

“That nice kid you used to hang around with after classes in high school?” Thad asked.

“That’s the one,” answered Chad. “From the time I was your age, we’d get together and go somewhere private to… well, you know…”

“I do now!” replied Thad as he lay down in bed beside his brother. “Gee, that’s neat! My big brother used to suck cock even before mom and dad died. So why’d you stop? Why are you so dead set against Kelly and me doing the same thing?”

“Jeff and I had a falling out last year when he started hanging out with a different boy. I got jealous, and got into a fight with the other kid to make him stop seeing Jeff. But Jeff got so mad at me because of that that he refused to see me at all after that!”

“Wow! I knew you and Jeff were best friends, but I never knew you were lovers. So why do you act so – uhh- homophobic?”

“Where’d you learn a word like that?”

“I’m a smart kid. Now answer the question!”

“Because Jeff and I put up with a lot of teasing at school. Our relationship wasn’t too big a secret, so I’m kind of surprised *you* never heard about it. Anyway, I didn’t want you going through the same humiliation that I did!”

“Don’t worry! Kelly and I can take care of ourselves! We were able to handle *you* easily enough, weren’t we?”

“Okay, I admit it. You can handle yourself. Now would you please let me go like you promised?”

“Huh? Who said anything about letting you go?”

“But – but you promised that if I sucked you off, you’d…”

“I promised to do something nice for you. I didn’t say *what*!”

“But I want you to let me go!” Chad insisted, rattling his chains in his frustration.

“Tough! I never said I’d do whatever you wanted me to! Did you honestly think that sucking me off *once* would make up for everything? Well, think again!”

Thad re-gagged his brother tightly. Then he got up and started to walk away. “But I do intend to do something nice for you all the same. I keep my promises! I’m going to tell Kelly that he can’t sit on your face each night like he threatened to earlier.”

Chad was puzzled; he thought Thad wasn’t supposed to know about that! He mmphed frantically into his gag to regain Thad’s attention, but his brother closed and locked the door without paying any further attention to him.

Chad swore silently to himself in sheer frustration, and for the hundredth time struggled in utter futility to free himself from his well-secured bonds.

And after all that, he had a persistent itch on his nose - and he had to pee really badly!


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Oct 12, 2010 12:36 pm

Chapter 11 – The Next Morning

Kelly and Thad lay naked together in Thad’s bed; Thad on his back with his arms folded beneath his head and Kelly half on his side and leaning on one arm facing his friend. “How’s it going so far, Thad?” Kelly asked as he gently stroked himself. “Has Chad apologized to you for mistreating you yet; or even at least acted sorry for what he did?”

“Naw,” denied Thad with little trace of emotion. “I don’t think it’s even occurred to Chad to feel the slightest bit of remorse for what he’s done. He’s just feeling sorry for himself. He probably still thinks this is all some childish prank and that we’ll let him go in the morning.”

“In that case he has quite a surprise coming, doesn’t he?” replied Kelly with a quiet laugh as he rolled over and lay on top of his friend – who didn’t object in the slightest.

“Damn right,” replied Thad, who moved his arms to hug his friend back. Until he shows he’s sorry and proves to my satisfaction that he can straighten out his life, he’s staying chained to that bed. Better he be *my* prisoner* than get sent off to jail!”

“I almost hope he never straightens out,” Kelly replied frankly as he snuggled up to Thad affectionately. “When he does, you might feel you don’t need your *black* brother anymore!”

“Don’t worry, sweet friend. I’ll always need *you*!” replied Thad. The conversation ended for a time right there as the two boys began to kiss passionately.

******

A sleepless, bound, and gagged Chad tried once again to free himself – and wound up having to concede defeat once again too. As he lay in his bed exhausted, the door abruptly opened and several boys came into the room – led by Thad and Kelly. All the boys wore black masks and strange black leather costumes; including capes.

“It’s time, Chad!” Thad announced ominously as he climbed onto his brother’s chest and removed his gag.

“T-time?” Chad asked fearfully as Kelly began to climb on top of him behind Thad while the other boys stood silently around the bed. “Time for what?!”

“Time for you to learn my secret, and why we tied you up!” replied Thad cheerfully. “You see, Kelly and I are members of the Church of Satan!”

“Yeah,” agreed Kelly from where he sat on Chad’s belly. “And we’re having a Black Mass with a few of our friends right here inside your bedroom! Isn’t that cool?!”

“Yep!” said Thad. “And we’re going to have a live human sacrifice! Guess who it is!”

Chad stared up at his captors in mute panic.

“Aw, come on, guess!” Thad urged cheerfully.

Chad gulped. “Is it m-m-me?” he stammered.

“Bingo!” agreed Thad with a wide grin. “And here’s the holy knife ready to plunge right into your heart!” He reached out his hand and one of the other boys standing by handed him a golden blade that looked like something out of a bad horror movie, with a tiny skull for a pommel, a rib cage for a hilt, and a wavy blade a foot long.

“You can’t be serious!” yelled Chad in sheer terror.

Thad ignored his brother as he held the hilt of the knife point down and started a weird incantation. “O Mighty Lord of Flies, accept this humble sacrifice to rot and burn in Hell forever and ever.”

“Thad! No! This isn’t funny!” Chad yelled in total panic. You’re scaring me! Stop it!”

Thad paid no attention, and plunged the knife down with all his might!

And Chad woke up from his nightmare screaming into his gag and peeing on himself.

It took a bewildered Chad a moment to realize what had happened. He looked frantically around his room in the early morning sunlight, to see that he was still unhurt and all alone in his room. The entire sacrifice business had been only a bad dream. Thank God! If only the whole tied-up by Thad stuff had been only a dream too! Unfortunately, he thought ruefully as he looked at the spreading yellow stain on his boxers and bed-sheets, *that* part was no dream!

A while later, Thad and Kelly (who had never heard Chad’s gag-muffled screams) came into the room; both dressed in gym shorts and nothing else. “Time to rise and shine,” Thad announced noisily and cheerfully. “We…”

Thad suddenly paused and wrinkled his nose in pure disgust. “Aw, *PHEW*! What the fuck did you *do*?!”

“Mm-mmm-mmm!” replied Chad in deep shame.

“I told you we should have allowed him another bathroom break before we went to bed!” Kelly chided his friend with a laugh.

“Yeah, I guess to Hell so!” Thad replied in annoyance; more at himself and probably Chad than at Kelly. “All right, let’s get him cleaned up! You unchain him from the bed and I’ll change those messy sheets he’s lying on.”

Chad made no resistance as Kelly freed him from the bed, but was dismayed when Kelly locked his wrists behind him. He’d hoped Thad meant that he was being let go; but evidently such was not the case. At least they let him remove his soiled boxers first; even standing naked in front of his captors was preferable to remaining in those wet, nasty things! He didn’t even bother trying to protest through his gag as they locked the hobbles back around his ankles and placed a leash back on his collar.

Thad removed his brothers gag, and Chad took advantage of the opportunity to speak. “When are you going to let me go, Thad?”

“When you’ve learned your lesson, Chad,” replied Chad as he tugged on his brother’s collar to lead him to the bathroom.

“I still have no idea what lesson you’re talking about, Thad!”

“That’s why you’re still my prisoner, Chad!”

“I explained it all to you last night, you asshole!” snapped Kelly. “Weren’t you listening?”

“No,” replied Chad sarcastically. “I was too busy trying to breathe while some *other* asshole was blocking my air!”

Kelly shook his fist behind Chad’s back and looked stern, but Chad remained oblivious as his younger brother led him to the bathroom. “Man, this guy is cruising for a bruising!” Kelly thought angrily to himself.

Thad allowed Chad to do his business with his hands un-¬cuffed (with the cuffs dangling from his left wrist) rather than leave him tethered to the nearby pipe. While Chad stood up and took aim at the toilet, he began to contemplate tackling his two captors despite the severe disadvantages of being naked and hobbled, now that his hands were free. When he next turned to look however, he saw both boys were now armed with baseball bats, and looking at him with expressions that clearly said “Don’t even think about trying to escape this time!”

“You wouldn't *really* use those on me, would you?” Chad asked nervously.

“We would and we will if you try any funny business!” Thad assured him much too placidly for Chad’s liking.

With his two armed guards watching, Chad was allowed to bathe himself unassisted, though his captors continued to tease and taunt him. “That’s it! Scrub yourself good!” Kelly said to him as he leaned casually against the wall; one leg bent so that his foot was against the wall behind him. “I want a *clean* place to sit today!”

“If you stay on your best behavior, we’ll let you dress yourself without help today too,” Thad assured his brother as he toweled himself dry.

Chad was led back to his bedroom and, with hands still un-cuffed, put on some fresh outer clothes for the first time since he’d been captured. “Once you’re dressed and chained back in bed, I’ll fix you a nice breakfast,” Thad told him.

“Why can’t you let me eat first?” Chad asked mournfully.

“Quit complaining!” Thad ordered him sternly. “Many people would love to have their breakfast in bed! Now turn you back to me and click that handcuff back onto your other wrist where I can see it.”

Chad reluctantly complied. Kelly laughed. “I love it! We’re making him handcuff *himself*!”

Chad would have paid good money right then to plant a solid one on Kelly’s nose! As it was, he didn’t dare try to put up any resistance as Thad came up behind him and tighten the cuffs on his wrists painfully tight. Then the two boys led him back to his bed and laid him down upon it. His leash was then attached to the headboard while his hobbles were tied to one rail at the foot of his bed. Once they was done, they climbed up on top of him; Thad as usual in front of Kelly.

Chad soon discovered that having his wrists tightly cuffed behind his back like this was very uncomfortable while lying on top of them – even on a soft bed. The combined weight of his two captors on top of him made things even worse. The pain became great enough that Chad soon found himself pleading for relief. “Please; loosen the cuffs a little. This really hurts!” Chad whined over and over.

“Tough!” Thad replied without sympathy. “This is just a minor demonstration of what we can do to you when you get smart-mouthed like you were earlier. However, I’ll be nice and loosen the cuffs – a little – and make you less uncomfortable if you apologize to us now for your rudeness. And you’d better really *mean* it!”

“Yes, I’m sorry! I’m SORRY! I really AM!” Chad whined pathetically.

“Jeez, Thad. Your big brother is a big WUSS!” Kelly commented unkindly from where he sat on Chad’s belly knees up to deliberately add his full weight to Chad’s discomfort.

“Sad but true!” replied Thad with a sad smile. “But a promise is a promise.”

The way Chad was secured made it easy to roll him over onto his side briefly, and Thad used the handcuff key to loosen the handcuffs on each wrist by a couple of notches. Then he rubbed Chad’s wrists a bi to help restore any lost circulation. “There, Chad. Is that more comfortable?” he asked, not unkindly.

“Yes Thad.” Chad replied hesitantly. “Uhhh… Thank you!”

“You’re welcome. Now what would you like for breakfast? Ask for whatever you like.”

“Ummm… a ham and cheese omelet would be nice,” requested Chad.

Kelly and Thad went downstairs to make breakfast. A while later the two boys came back into the room and resumed their seats, while Thad served his brother breakfast.

“But this is just a bowl of cold cereal!” Chad complained.

“We said you could ask for anything. We didn’t say you get it!” Kelly pointed out.



TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Oct 12, 2010 9:54 pm

Chapter 12 – Escape Attempt

Hungry as he was, it was a bit difficult for Chad to eat his breakfast while his kid brother straddled his chest and his friend was sitting knees up with all his body weight right on Chad’s stomach. As Kelly was almost as big and heavy as Chad himself was, this inhibited Chad’s appetite more than a little. In fact, Kelly kept bouncing on Chad’s stomach from time to time; especially whenever Chad complained about something; which was often. But nothing Chad said could persuade his two tormentors to stop sitting on him.

“You’d better eat it all up, Chad,” Thad urged his brother as he spooned up some milk and cereal and held it to Chad’s mouth. “It’s got to last you until supper time.”

“Supper?” Chad asked after taking in the spoonful. “But what about lunch?”

“Kelly and I are going to be away all day,” Thad replied casually as he fed Chad another spoonful. “So we won’t be here to feed you lunch today. You’ll just have to hold out until we get back… but don’t worry. I promise that if you behave and don’t try to escape I’ll feed you whatever you like for supper… really, this time… provided we have it in the house and I can cook it, anyway.”

“You’re going to make me stay chained up to this bed all day?” Chad whined. “All alone? With nothing to do? I’ll be bored out of my mind!”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to be *that* cruel!” Thad replied as he continued to spoon-feed his brother. “I put the TV remote in your hand when we leave.”

Watching TV would at least be something; there was a small color TV within easy view of Chad’s bed; he’d watched TV from there numerous times. Of course, he’d never been tied up at the time before! “How can I use that with my hands cuffed behind my back?” Chad asked reasonably.

“You’ll have enough movement when we’re not on top of you so you can aim the remote to change channels and such,” replied Thad. “Just don’t think about escaping! If we find any evidence that you tried to escape when we come back, I’ll take your TV away from you – and you’ll get no supper at all tonight either!”

Thad finished feeding Chad the last of his cereal and set aside the tray.

“But how long will you be out?” asked Chad.

“We should be back by four at the latest,” Thad answered as he got off of his brother, walked to a dresser drawer, grabbed one of Chad’s shirts, and put it on himself. He grabbed another shirt and handed it to Kelly, who was still sitting on Chad’s stomach. Kelly immediately put Chad’s shirt on. Chad, wisely for once, made no complaint.

Chad looked at the clock on his dresser; it was only 7 in the morning now!

“Nine whole hours?!” he exclaimed.

“Well, if you insist on our staying, I suppose Kelly and I can spend the time sitting on you and take our aggravations out on you by *torturing* you!” Thad replied as he resumed sitting on his brother’s chest. “Okay… let’s see… Kelly, you bounce on Chad’s gut as hard as you can while I sit on his face!”

“You got it, bro’!” agreed Kelly cheerfully.

“No! NO! Wait!” Chad called out urgently as Thad turned around to do as he had said.

“What’s the matter, Chad?” asked Thad, who hovered mere inches above Chad’s head, while Kelly remained poised to start bouncing but also held off. “Change your mind?”

“YES!” replied Chad anxiously. Then, seeing they were holding off, he managed to calm down a bit. “Uh, yes… don’t let *me* ruin your plans for the day. You two go ahead and go wherever you want to. I’ll be fine… right here!” Chad ended with a nervous chuckle.

“Aw, does that mean I don’t get to bounce on him?” Kelly asked Thad in disappointment.

“Don’t worry, Kelly! There’s always later,” Thad replied cheerfully as he got off of Chad again and gagged him.

“Yeah, that’s right. Okay, see you *later*, Chad!” called Kelly as he waved a jaunty goodbye with his hand.

Chad gave nervous gulp as the two boys left. He heard them putter around in Thad’s bedroom for a while (apparently putting on their socks and sneakers), then heard them running down the stairs. He heard them doing stuff downstairs for a while, and then he heard the front door open, close, and the lock click. After that, he heard only silence.

Chad turned on the TV; more to make sure Thad hadn’t pranked him by removing the batteries or something. The TV turned on, so the remote worked fine. Chad was in no mood to watch television however; instead, he was frantically thinking over his dilemma. Thad said he’d punish Chad if he tried to escape… but as long as he was chained and helpless, Thad and Kelly could do whatever they liked to him whenever they wanted! Even if Chad cooperated, the two other boys would keep sitting on him and tormenting him anyway. So what did he have to lose trying to escape?

The problem was: *how* to escape?

Chad looked idly at the TV set. At the moment it was playing a Saturday morning children’s program called “The Adventures of Magnaman”, about a superhero with vast strength and endurance. Chad wished he was the guy on the program for just one moment, so he could get free of his bonds…

Wait a minute!

Chad studied his current situation more carefully. He was connected to his bed by only the leash to his collar on one end and his hobbles on the other! The leash was wrapped around only a single narrow bar of his bed’s headboard. The hobbles were also wrapped around a single bar, rather than to the much thicker, stronger bedposts like they had been the previous night. His wrists were simply cuffed behind him rather than chained separately to his other bedposts like before.

Chad suddenly realized that he was fastened nowhere near as securely to his bed as he was the night before. If he could just wrench out that single bar restraining his feet with his legs, he could easily get the leverage he needed to yank out the bar holding his leash. He couldn’t remove the collar with his hands cuffed behind him, and he’d be trailing his leash behind him, but so what?

Chad gathered himself together and pulled upward with his legs with all the strength he could muster! The hobbles were cutting into his legs badly enough to hurt, but he kept pulling with all his strength. Then, just as Chad was about to give up to rest his legs, he felt the metal bar of the bed start to give. Encouraged, Chad kept on pulling despite the pain of the metal cuffs cutting into his legs and the growing agony of the strain in his thighs. The metal bar was bending… bending…

*SNAP!*

The metal bar wrenched free of its frame and went flying over Chad’s head to crash against the wall beyond. The sudden release of tension caused Chad’s legs to fly over his head as well and whack against the top of his headboard, but he scarcely noticed the pain from this in his exultation. His legs were still hobbled of course, but the hobbles were no longer attached to the bed.

Removing the collar still proved impossible, as he could not reach the catch of the leash while his hands were cuffed behind his back. And the leash still held him attached by his neck to the bed. However, he was now able to lean against the headboard and press his entire body against the metal bar his leash was attached to – pushing with his legs now instead of pulling. It took a few moments, but it was less of a strain on him than the previous effort had been, and after a while his efforts paid off with a second wrecked bar.

Still handcuffed and hobbled but freed from his (now regrettably damaged) bed, Chad swung his feet down to the foot and (a bit unsteadily at first) managed to stand up. His first thought was to find his cell phone; uncertain how he would use it while his hands were cuffed behind his hand, but he was sure he’d figure something out once he had it.
Unfortunately, he was unable to find it where he was sure he last had it; Chad must have taken it away from him. Chad saw no choice but to get downstairs and use the regular phone in the living room.

Fortunately Thad had apparently neglected to lock Chad's room door, so getting out was little problem; even with his hands cuffed behind him, it was no trick to use the door knob. It was slow going walking down the hallway to the stairs, as the hobbles only allowed Chad to take steps only six-inches at a time.

Walking normally down the stairs proved to be impossible however; the hobbles were connected too closely together. But by sitting down and crawling down the steps on his butt, Chad was able to make decent progress – though he was glad no one was around to witness his humiliating method of locomotion. Within moments, he was at the foot of the stairs. He stood up and looked for the phone.

It wasn’t there!

Chad felt a surge of dismay. Thad must have hidden the phones – perhaps even locked them away somewhere – where Chad could not reach them in his current situation. Even a simple kitchen cupboard would be totally inaccessible to him at this point! But if he could not phone for help, he’d have to go out of the house and seek it himself!

Chad contemplated the hurdle he faced. The driveway alone was a quarter mile long; and the nearest house a half mile beyond. Of course, once he reached the road a passing motorist would probably help him – if he could live down the embarrassment of being seen like this! But even to reach the road while hobbled and cuffed like this would be a grueling effort; it would take at least an hour! Of course, if Thad and Kelly were gone even half as long as they said they’d be, that would be more than enough time! Chad waddled over to the front door…

…And found himself stopped cold by the deadbolt! Unlike the doorknob, it was too high up to reach while his hands were cuffed behind him. The windows were all closed and locked too, and he could not open them either. Breaking a window and getting out of the house through the shattered remains did not have much appeal either.

Curse it! There must be a way to get his hands free! But how? Thad would have taken the handcuff keys with him when he left! Could he *cut* the handcuffs open somehow? Chad thought about it, and remembered that his father had a workshop with power tools down in the cellar. Even cuffed, he could probably get the power saw going; that thong could cut through even reinforced steel. If he was careful…

But then he realized that surely Thad locked the door down to the cellar too. Chad groaned in misery as he cast a look at the cellar door…

It wasn’t locked! In fact, the door was slightly ajar!

His hopes rising, Chad waddled over to the cellar door and pushed it wide open with his shoulder. Then he found the light switch and flipped the cellar light on using his chin. So far so good. Chad inched his way down the cellar steps until he reached the cellar floor. The power tools were lined up on a shelf to his left. If he could start the power saw and use it without hurting himself, he’d be free!

Chad started toward the power tools.

At the same moment, Thad and Kelly stepped out of hiding from behind the large water heater in the far right corner and yelled “Surprise!”

Chad stopped dead in his tracks and began to quiver in fear as the two boys approached him. “We’ve been waiting for you down here all morning, Chad. And we’ve got your reception all ready for you!”


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby xtc » Tue Oct 12, 2010 11:41 pm

Good episode, Jason, thank you. It might be worth checking the transpositions of the names Chad and Thad in a couiple of places.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Oct 13, 2010 7:43 am

xtc wrote:Good episode, Jason, thank you. It might be worth checking the transpositions of the names Chad and Thad in a couiple of places.


Oops! You're right; I found and corrected at least three of them, plus a couple of other typos! :oops: It doesn't help that my keyboard keys keep sticking!
I really need to do a better job of proof-reading, just like I do with my ongoing story about me and my cousins!
Thanks for the heads-up!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Oct 13, 2010 8:35 am

That is without a doubt, his more intense story. I am with the oldest brother's feather. Very good! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: His Brother's Keeper (M/M)

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Oct 13, 2010 8:20 pm

To sarumansauron: Thanks, but I do not know what you mean when you say you are with the oldest brother's feather. What does *that* mean? :P

Chapter 13 – Punishment in the Cellar

Chad knew better than to resist as Kelly and Thad wrestled him down to the floor. Instead, he whined and begged them not to hurt him.

“Shut up you wuss, and take your punishment like a man,” snapped Kelly contemptuously as he pinned Chad down, rolled him over on his belly, and knelt down on Chad’s bound arms and shoulders. This hurt sufficiently so that Chad struggled instinctively – if uselessly.

“I’m sorry, Chad, but we warned you not to try to escape!” Thad told his brother with almost sincere-sounding regret as he took a piece of rope and hogtied Chad with brisk efficiency. “I told you I’d punish you if you tried, and I meant it. Now hold still and be quiet or your punishment will be even worse!”

Chad ceased his struggles and held still while Thad finished hog-tying him. Then they got off of him and stood on either side of him; looking down at Chad with looked like utter contempt mingled with cruel amusement.

“What are you going to do to me now?” Chad asked fearfully.

“As Colonel Klink used to say on Hogan’s Heroes, we’re tossing you into the cooler!” announced Thad dramatically. He turned around and opened the lid of the meat freezer behind him. The meat freezer was about six feet long, thirty inches wide, and over three feet deep. Though it was empty, it was running (since being turned back on only this morning by Thad himself) and was quite frosty by now – and it had plenty of room to hold a bound and helpless prisoner Chad’s size inside!

Chad struggled like crazy again as the other two boys lifted him up off the floor with some effort and set him down gently inside the freezer. Chad pleaded for mercy, but he didn’t get it. “This is your new bed for a while! Isn’t that cool?” Thad asked with a wicked smile as he closed the freezer lid shut – and then padlocked it!

“Let’s see him escape from inside this!” said Kelly gleefully as he climbed up onto the freezer lid and sat on it. Thad immediately joined him.

They listened carefully, and could hear faint cries of “Let me out! Please!” coming from inside the freezer, over and over.

“Gee, you get the idea that he doesn’t like it in there?” Kelly asked with a snicker.

“Probably not,” agreed Thad. “Well, you keep him company while I finish getting his alternate punishment ready! Chad came into earshot before I was ready before.”

Chad hopped off the closed freezer lid and got out the set of leather manacles from where he’d hidden them when they’d heard Chad come downstairs. He grabbed a stool, stood on it, and locked one of the manacles to a thick overhead pipe. Thad let the other end dangle from the 18-inch chain that connected the manacles together. “Okay, the suspension chain is ready,” Thad told Kelly. How about you?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” replied Kelly amiably.

“How Chad doing?”

“I can hear him softly crying in there now.”

“Okay, let’s let him thaw out.”

Thad unlocked the freezer as Kelly climbed off of it. They opened the lid and began the not so easy task of pulling the half-frozen Chad out of there. It was harder than they had anticipated because of the depth of the freezer interior. Thad made a mental note to do something about that the next time he exiled Chad to a little time out inside there.

The two boys carried Chad to below the chain Thad had set up, and began to tilt him upside down. Thad stood on the stood and lifted Chad’s legs up toward the dangling manacles while Kelly supported the weight of Chad’s body on his back like Atlas holding the world on his shoulders. Kelly was starting to feel the way Atlas must have too, despite Chad being such a lightweight, by the time their prisoner was hauled high enough up so that Thad could lock the lower manacles around Chad’s hobbles. Had finally succeeded though, and a relieved Kelly was able to get out from under – leaving Chad dangling helplessly upside-down from the ceiling pipe. His head was nearly three feet off the hard cellar floor.

“There you go, Chad!” Thad said gleefully. “Is that better than freezing?”

“OW! Not by much!” Chad groused.

“Ingrate! We went to a lot of trouble to set this up!” replied Kelly a trifle peevishly; he strained his back pushing Chad up high enough so that Thad could trap him there.

“Listen up, Chad!” Thad announced. “I’m going to describe four different punishments. You may decide which one you get! First, you can hag there upside down for one full hour, starting from when you make your decision.”

“AN HOUR?” Chad exclaimed in disbelief, and then groaned.

“Second,” Thad continued, “we’ll stick you back inside the freezer and you can stay inside there for *three* hours!”

Chad groaned again; as much from the choices he was being offered so far as from his extremely uncomfortable position. “And the third choice?” he asked, anxious to get this ordeal over with.

“Third, we lay you on the cellar floor and Kelly and I get to sit on you and tease you any way we choose for the entire afternoon,” said Thad. “But whatever I do to you will only de degrading – not painful. For instance, I could tickle you; but I won’t slap you or hit you – not hard enough to hurt you anyway.”

“Or finally,” continued Kelly, “we simply leave you chained up on the floor for a full 48 hours – no torture at all but just sitting on a portable potty. You’d be naked and have no food or water or blankets to keep warm the entire time. We’d check on you and make sure you’re not suffering too much nor escaping, and we’d probably taunt you a bit – but otherwise you’d be left all alone the whole time.”

“Those are your choice, Chad,” said Thad. “Go ahead and pick one.”

“And you may want to make it fast,” urged Kelly, “as the time you spend deciding does not count as part of your punishment time.”

Chad indeed thought fast. He couldn’t spend another entire hour hanging upside down like this; he was already feeling light-headed and thought he might pass out at any moment. He was sure he’d catch pneumonia or severe frostbite – if he didn’t suffocate first – being locked inside the freezer for three hours. The idea of staying cold, hungry, naked, and thirsty down inside this cellar (and in the dark half the time, no doubt!) had all sorts of horrifying ramifications to it! There was only one choice left…

“If I agree to your sitting on me and tormenting me again, what will you do to me afterward?” Chad asked tentatively. “Would you leave me down here?”

“No,” Thad promised. “Once your punishment is over, we’ll take you back up to your room and tie you back into your bed – assuming you didn’t damage it too much when you broke free. I’ll even give you something for supper, even though I warned you I wouldn’t if you tried escaping.”

“All right, I want you to - *sigh* - to sit on me!” groaned Chad. “Now *please* let me down before I pass out! The blood’s all rushing to my head!”

Chad was not exaggerating; his face was indeed getting quite flushed. Realizing that Chad had a point, and deciding that tormenting Thad’s brother would be no fun if he was unconscious, the two boys carefully freed him from the suspension trap and eased him down onto the floor. Then, before he could begin to recover, they dragged him across the floor to a corner where there was a vertical pipe, un-cuffed Chad’s hand from behind his back, and re-locked them again while embracing the pipe as he lay on his back.

“Feel better now, Chad?” Thad asked with apparent solicitude as he and Kelly resumed sitting on their favorite chair.

“Why do you even bother to ask?” Chad asked with a sniff as he felt utter despair begin to overwhelm him. “You don’t care anyway! You and Kelly intend to torment me all afternoon, so why don’t you just skip the fake pleasantries and get on with it already?”

Thad looked down at his brother with real concern; was that a tear coming from one eye. And Chad was quite evidently sniffling but trying to keep the fact hidden. “Chad, are you crying?” Thad asked gently.

“Wha…? NO!” Chad denied; caught off guard. I - (*sniff!) – I’m just catching a cold lying half naked on this cold, damp stone floor, that’s all!”

Thad was not even remotely convinced; but was Chad finally feeling some remorse – or was he still merely feeling sorry for himself? “Don’t le to me, Chad! Tell me why you’re crying!” Thad urged him.

Chad couldn’t believe this! “What? You can’t figure out why I might want to cry? Not that I *am* crying, but I sure have good reason to for Christ’s sake! Mom, dad, and sis are dead, and now my own kid brother is keeping me chained up in a cold, damp cellar while he and his sit on me and gleefully plan to torture me! Who wouldn’t cry, damn it?”

“You don’t like being chained up and sat on?” Thad asked as casually as if discussing the merits of different flavors of soda pop.

“What a dumb question! Of course not!” retorted Chad.

“Why not?” asked Thad mildly.

“What kind of idiotic question is that?” Chad asked in disbelief.

“Just answer the question, and I won’t torment you as much as I’d planned,” replied Thad. “Otherwise I’ll gag you and sit on your face all afternoon.”

“I dislike it for the same reason that anyone else would!” groused Chad.

“Which reason is that?” persisted Thad. “Be specific if you want to breathe fart fumes!”

“There are *lots* of reasons!” Chad replied wearily. “The discomfort… the fear of not knowing what you’re going to do to me next… the feeling of helplessness of being unable to stop you from doing whatever you want to me. The worst part of all is being totally at the mercy of my own brother who no longer seems to care about me at all!”

“And has it ever occurred to you,” asked Thad levelly, “that what you’ve just described is *exactly* the same position I’ve been in relation to you these last few months?!”

“What?!?” exclaimed Chad. “How the Hell can you compare anything I’ve done to you to… to *this?!?”

“Oh, maybe you’ve never tied me up and sat on me, but I’ve been completely at your mercy all the same Chad!” Thad told his brother coldly.

Chad looked at Thad in total incomprehension.

“Let me demonstrate my point,” Thad said quietly.

Without warning, Thad began to tickle his brother’s ribs and underarms. Unable to get away from his brother’s tickling fingers, Chad squirmed and thrashed around as he began to laugh hysterically. “See?” said Thad. “I can make you laugh…”

Thad suddenly stopped tickling and raised his hand as if ready to slap Chad really hard. “…And I can also make you *cry*!”

“Wait!” Chad exclaimed fearfully. “You promised you weren’t going to hit me!”

“You have a point,” Thad admitted with apparent reluctance and he put his hand back down. “All right, I won’t hit you. Anyway, *now* do you see my point?”

“Err… uhh… ahh… no!” Chad replied numbly.

Thad sighed patiently and continued, “Ever since mom and dad died, I’ve been totally dependent on *you* for emotional and financial support… and got *none*! You were so busy getting drunk that you left me to fend for myself… and I’m still only a kid!”

Chad stared at his kid brother as if he had sprouted a second head. “You’re doing all this because I wasn’t home to babysit you all the time? You’re a big boy now, Thad! You can freaking take care of yourself!”

This cold answer cut Thad to the quick; apparently he wasn’t getting through to his brother at all! “You’re right about one thing!” Thad replied with a colder voice than ever. “I *am* big enough to take care of myself… and take care of *you* too! I could have gone to live with Aunt Ida and Uncle Ben, but I chose to stay with you because I thought we needed each other! *You’re* my legal guardian now Chad. I’m essentially at your mercy by Society’s standards… and yet you’ve pretty much abandoned me to the mercies of others! Well, now I’m going to return the favor!”

Thad abruptly stood up and stepped away from his brother. Kelly remained sitting.

“I’m leaving you to the tender mercies of Kelly for a few hours while I go into town!” Thad told his brother. “Kelly, do whatever you *want* to him. See you both later!”

Chad looked back and forth between his brother’s departing form and the gleeful teenaged boy that was still sitting on his belly and grinning down at him in a way that made Chad exceptionally nervous. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him!

“Have I got plans for *you!*” Kelly told Chad with a quiet chuckle and an evil smile.

“Hey! Wait a minute! You two promised not to hurt me!” Chad protested.

“No, I promised that *I* wouldn’t hurt you,” Thad corrected is brother as he slowly walked up the cellar steps. “We never said anything about what Kelly would do. ‘Bye!”
And Thad was gone before Chad could say another word.

“Now then,” said Kelly as he turned his body around (so that as he sat his back faced Chad) and suddenly pulled Chad’s shorts down to his knees, “Let’s see how long you can keep from crying out when I flick your *balls*!”

“Oh no!” Chad exclaimed in horror. “You – you wouldn’t!”

But Kelly would – and he did!!!

Thad could hear his brother’s cries of pain and pleas for mercy as he left the house, got on his bicycle, and rode away. Tears came from his eyes… but he never paused nor once looked back as Chad’s yells and Kelly’s laughter faded into the distance behind him.



TBC
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