His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:02 pm

Because of Fictional Stories Archival problems (including an inability to post pictures in the old forum or to edit my numerous typos), I am resuming my story where I left off in a separate post.
If the problems cannot be fixed eventually, I'll repost those stories so that I can insert the pics with them as intended.
Edit: the pictures were restored. The previous cha[ter to this story can be found here:
viewtopic.php?f=46&t=8705
Also here is a Megaupload link of all 180 pictures intended for the first 45 chapters. These include those I hadn't gotten a chance to post yet, for those who wanted to see them.

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CHAI2JR6.

Eventually I may repost all 180 pictures in Tugs Pics, or perhaps repost the first 45 chapters of His Brother's Keeper with the pics as they were intended to be seen...
unless Zanev or someone equally high up tells me not to. But this will take time, so this link is for anyone who doesn't want to wait or wants the whole selection in one batch.

Meanwhile, I will resume where I left off. This one will be a bit short because of the recent hassles; hopefully I'll be more up to speed in a day or two:

Chapter 46 – Life with ‘Hazel’

Chad wanted to die, but though he was sure he was literally puking his guts out for the third time, death refused to come.

“If you’ve finished barfing, it’s time for more,” Jonny said to Chad mockingly as he held out another spoonful of horror.

“Yeah, you’ve still eaten less than half of it,” added Tim as he attempted to force Chad’s mouth open. “We can’t let all this good food go to waste, now can we?”

“Please, PLEASE don’t make me eat any more of this shit!” Chad pleaded to the three younger boys desperately; his eyes streaming with tears. “Please! I’ll do ANYTHING!”

“Now why should we make a deal with you?” Phil asked Chad as he abruptly sat in the older boys lap, facing him eye to eye. “We can already make you do whatever we want you do, and it’s kind of fun watching you throw up - especially considering that if you’d had your way, that’s what *we’d* all be doing so that we’d be too weak to keep you from getting yourself free!”

“The idea is to train me, isn’t it?” Chad asked quickly. “Well, you won’t be able to train me very much if I’m too sick to even understand instructions!”

“He’s got a point there,” Jonny replied reflectively. “Jim and Henry said that we have to have him decently disciplined by Monday.”

“All right, Chad… unlike Jonny’s brothers we’ll give you a break,” Phil said as he snuggled up to Chad as closely as he could and wrapped his arms and legs around him; “but it’s going to cost you!”

Chad merely looked back at his young tormentor silently, not daring to ask the obvious question. So Phil answered it for him with a wider grin. “We’re gonna strip down to our undershorts, lay you on the floor, and bounce on your gut until we’re sure you aren’t going to puke again!”

Chad groaned, but knew it was useless to plead for leniency as his three tormentors
Grasped the chair he was tied into and tilted it gently backwards until his head and back were lying on the floor and his legs trapped in the air. And then each boy took a turn bouncing on his stomach just as hard as he could. The others had considered sitting on his chest and face, but the very real possibility that Chad could puke on them made them decide against this idea.

Each boy took five-minute long turns bouncing on his belly without (by some miracle) causing him to toss any more cookies. Just to be sure, they each decided to take another round of turns. Phil was in the middle of his second turn, bouncing with enthusiasm, when Jim and Henry returned to the kitchen with Chad’s freshly cleaned maid’s uniform.

“Are you ready to resume your duties, Chad?” Jim asked sardonically as he stood right beside Chad’s head ad looked down at him. “Or are you enjoying your rest?”

“Aw, let’s not be so cruel as to deprive Jonny and his friends their fun; or Chad his rest” suggested Henry. “Besides, I’d like a turn bouncing on him myself!”

“Me too!” decided Jim. And to Chad’s dismay, they did.

Afterward Chad was mercifully untied, allowed to put on his maid’s uniform, and resume his duties. He washed all the other boys’ clothes, washed the floor, washed the dishes, dry the clothes, iron them, and in general act like a housemother to them. Except that most housemothers weren’t kept hobbled or restrained with a leash that at least one of the boys held the other end of at all times.

Chad was even allowed to fix dinner that evening. Jim and Henry had to do all the grocery shopping, since they couldn’t trust Chad to do it himself even accompanied. They made it plain to Chad that they had gone to a lot of trouble getting all the ingredients he’d asked for, and that a mistake involving dinner would come at a terrible price… to Chad. Knowing that he’d be shown no mercy whatsoever were he to attempt any trickery (even had there been any spoiled food left in the house), Chad made as delicious a meal as he knew how. This time his captors were completely satisfied with the meal; they then showed him some leniency by easing up on the taunts and ceasing to torment him until it was bedtime.

That night though Chad was securely shackled to his bed and all five boys piled up on top of him. However, torments were relatively mild so Chad didn’t complain. In fact, Chad was getting so used to having these boys sit on him that he no longer minded it at all. He even began to have trouble imagining life any other way. Chad found himself actively enjoying catering to their every whim and subject to whatever torments pleased them. It was almost as if life had no other meaning for him anymore.

*****

Standing naked beside Chad as he knelt and scrubbed the kitchen floor, Henry inspected the floor closely. “Oops! You missed a spot on the floor, Hazel! Here, let me wash it off for you!” Without further warning, Henry took a quick whiz right in front of where Chad was cleaning. Chad dodged backward to avoid being splattered by pee.

“Now clean that mess of the floor, ‘Hazel’, and make sure it’s *spotless* this time,” Jim (holding the other end of Chad’s leash) ordered their maid.

“Yes sir,” Chad replied patiently; knowing that any sarcasm or complaint would cost it much more than he cared to pay. He grabbed a sponge mop and began cleaning the liquid off the floor.

*****

“Wow! Look at this!” Jonny exclaimed as if witnessing a miracle. “Chad’s actually good with that sewing machine.”

“What self-respecting guy actually knows how to sew?” Tim asked in gentle mockery as Chad finished sewing a hole in the knee of Tim’s pants.

“A self-respecting guy who has to take care of his active kid brother’s clothes without having to go to an expensive tailor every other day,” Chad replied mildly. “Sir!” he added belatedly as he handed Tim’s patched pants back to him.

*****

Chad ate some of his own cooking at lunch again, but this time he was glad to eat what he’d fixed for the others, and they complimented him on making a delicious meal.

“You really are a good cook when you put your mind to it,” Jim praised him.

“Thank you sir!” replied had sincerely. “”It truly is a pleasure to serve you.”

The twins realized that Chad sounded like he actually meant it. Damn, they were good!

“Ready to go from maid to handyman and do some more yard work?” Henry asked.

“Whatever pleases you, sir,” Chad replied meekly.


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:10 pm

Good chapter Jason. I am glad you decided to continue your series.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:20 pm

There was never any doubt in my mind I'd do that; I just couldn't continue in the archived forum while it's crippled up like it is.
Zanev is apparently trying to restore some of its lost functionality now.
There MAY be some hope of restoring the lost pics I posted there though. At least the editing function has been restored. Attachment function has not been, but the posts still show my attachments that I submitted, so maybe they can eventually be restored. I sure hope so.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Wed Nov 17, 2010 9:22 pm

By accident I saw that editing was back and used it in my story to correct a few spelling and punctuation errors before adding the two new chapers seen there tonight.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:27 am

The pictures that you posted in the megaupload will be there until that you decide to remove. However I should inform you and to all that try do the download, I am an experienced user of the megaupload, he is fast and practical, but more and more appears the message: I file temporarily unavailable. If this happens (it is not the case for the time being) it is enough to recharge the page several times until this message to disappear. It is been even so not to be fast, who has trying to do the download, please order a message to Jason. In that case Jason, you would have to post in another site as rapidshare, easy-share, or any other.

I don't think you need to put back the pictures that you posted in the megauploading. All that want see them they can download. That work is not necessary. But you are who knows.

Good continuation and good pictures.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:14 pm

Zanev is still trying to retore my pics in the old forum. He has managed tio restore the attachment function but we still get the blasted error message about not having the required permissons. Surely Zanev has the required permissions if ANYONE does, so maybe there's still hope of a quick rstoration. So far though not yet. I'm hopeful though that God can undo his mistake.
Meanwhile, here is the next thrilling installment of the story:

Chapter 47 – The Confession

Chad’s captors got more and more suspicious the longer they watched Chad – fully clothed against the outdoor chill but still hobbled and handcuffed to the lawn mower – mow the lawn, trim the hedges, and then plant a tree Thad had gotten for the backyard.

“You know, it seems kind of strange, but Chad acts like he’s enjoying hard work,” Jonny said aloud as they watched him shoveling dirt as the base of the newly-planted sapling.

“Well, I’d rather do yard work too than have a bunch of guys tie me down and sit on me too,” Phil pointed out.

“Yeah, but look at him!” exclaimed Jonny. “He’s actually smiling!”

“And he’s humming a song to himself,” Jim suddenly observed out loud.

“It’s too cool for sunstroke,” said Henry.

“I think he’s up to something!” Jonny suddenly announced.

“Me too!” the others exclaimed all at once.

In a silent unanimous decision, the five boys grabbed a surprised but unresisting Chad and hustled him inside the house. Inside his room, he was ordered to strip naked and lay on top of his bed. Once he had, he was quickly and efficiently secured to the bedposts by four sets of cuffs placed on him simultaneously by four different boys, while the fifth (Jim) straddled his chest. Once this was done, Jim and Henry put on their black leather outfits and got ready for an interrogation.

Chad, seeing something was up, spoke first. “What did I do wrong *this* time?” he asked in honest puzzlement but little fear. “I did everything you’ve told me to, and I haven’t complained. Why are you tying me down when there’s work to be done?”

“Are you saying we don’t have the right to tie you down any time we want to?” Jim asked suspiciously as he climbed back atop Chad’s chest.

“Why, no sir,” replied Chad sincerely. “I mean, you *do* have that right!”

“Then shut up and just speak in answer to a question,” snapped Henry as he climbed atop Chad’s belly.

“Now then, confess what you’re up to now and just maybe we won’t punish you!” Jim offered in a warning tone.

Chad looked up in honest innocence. “Is this some new game you’ve dreamed up?”

“Don’t play innocent!” Jim snapped as he gently tapped Chad in the nose with a forefinger. “You’re up to something! Tell us what it is, or do we have to torture the truth out of you?”

“What are you talking about?” Chad asked in bewilderment but still with no real fear. “I’m not up to anything!”

“Sure… just like when you deliberately spoiled the casserole?” Jim asked harshly as he tapped Chad’s nose somewhat harder.

“Hey! Don’t I get a fair trial or something?” Chad asked; finally getting nervous now.

“Sure!” replied Jim sarcastically. “You’re going to get a trial by ordeal just like the old frigging Spanish Inquisition if you don’t fucking ‘fess up! And we don’t mean the playful shit like sitting on your face and flicking your balls either! Confess, or we’ll use real torture on you!”

But Chad had nothing to confess and forthrightly said so.

“Confess!” Jim ordered Chad; giving him a hard slap in the face as he did so.

“OW!” cried Chad; that slap stung! “But I swear I haven’t done anything wrong!”

Unconvinced, Jim slapped Chad in the face twice more; once with each hand. “Liar!” Jim accused him. “Will you confess?” he asked, double-slapping Chad’s face again.

“I’ve nothing *to* confess!” Chad insisted.

“Then you leave us with no choice!” decided Henry.

*****

Chad was suspended upside down from the rafter in the garage, with his head dangling at just above knee-height. The far end of his tether from which he dangled was tied in a way that could be easily loosened so that Chad could be raised or lowered by any amount desired by his captors. Then a large metal wash basin was placed underneath him and filled with water from the garden hose.

“Last chance to confess, Chad,” Jim said to the prisoner as he knelt down beside him and made Chad look him (upside down) in the eye. “Confess what you were planning, and we’ll let you down and simply torment you in the usual ways.”

“I’d like nothing better,” Chad said sincerely, “Bu I can’t!”

“Okay, let’s *dunk* him!” Jim told the others with a reluctant sigh as he stood up.

The other end of his rope was loosened, and Chad was gently lowered don to the basin until his head was entirely underwater. He was let up about making bubbles in the water for about thirty seconds. This process was repeated when he refused to confess… and again and again… but despite this unusual (especially for Chad) toughness in the face of torture, the others just could not be convinced he was really innocent of any plots involving escape or revenge.

“We’ve dunked him for half an hour and still nothing!” Jim finally told the others while Chad was making the water bubble once again. “We better try something else before we drown the dumb bastard.”

Chad was pulled back up but left hanging upside as the basin was dragged away and emptied. Then one ankle was freed; leaving Chad dangling by only the other ankle while his freed leg waved futilely about. His hands, which had been handcuffed behind his back, were now freed. Then one of Chad’s barbells was chained onto both wrists, and weights were steadily added on to increase the strain on Chad’s remaining bound ankle and on his arms and shoulders. Ten pounds… twenty… thirty… forty… fifty…

“Hurts a lot, doesn’t it Chad?” Jim said with a smirk as Jonny added yet more weights to the barbell dangling from the chains cuffed to Chad’s wrists. “So confess, or we’ll just keep adding weights to the barbell.”

“Why won’t you (unh!) believe me when (moan!) I say I’m (Ow!) simply getting used to being your slave now?” Chad asked his captors with an unusual amount of dignity.

“Because it seems too sudden to be real, that’s why!” replied Henry with disbelief.

“But it’s true,” Chad insisted. “I like being your slave now. I even like being sat on!”

When even one pounds of weights added to the barbells produced no change in Chad’s answer, they tried a different tactic. The barbell and its weights were removed, Chad’s free leg was re-secured, and his wrists were also chained to the ceiling by longer chains – leaving his body forming a rough V shape with his legs on one side, his arms and torso on the other, and his bare bottom literally on the bottom about three feet off the floor.
Jim, by then clad in just his undershorts, sat in Chad’s lap as if he were a living swing; his full weight atop Chad as his own feet dangled a few inches off the floor. The resulting strain on Chad’s wrists and ankles was terrific.

“So, do you still like it when I sit on you, Chad?” Jim asked sardonically as he rocked his body to make Chad into a living swing for real.

“Yes” Chad answered simply, though the discomfort caused by the strain on his limbs could he heard in his voice. “Go ahead and do whatever you want to me. I have to get used to the worst that you dare do to me so I can please Thad when he comes home.”

“You *want* to please Chad?” Henry, standing to one side, asked with some surprise.

“Yes,” replied Chad. “I know I disappointed him when I tried to escape. It was wrong of me. I see that now. I *deserve* being disciplined by you guys for letting Chad down.”

“I guess we’ll have to go to the next level,” Jim sighed.

*****

“It’s okay with us* if you don’t confess!” Tim assured Chad as he ‘walked in place’ on the naked older boy’s belly as Chad lay on the grass in the back yard. “We *like* having someone helpless to torture.”

“It’s even cool with us if you like it,” added Phil as he stood on Chad’s chest and held the coffee pot so that drops of hot coffee continually dripped on him. “It just means we don’t have to feel guilty about having this much fun.” Chad’s chest was getting very red from where the scalding hot coffee continued dripping on him.


Jonny placed a portable potty without a bag in it directly over Chad’s head, sat in it, and began to do his business. “Yes, it’s nice to practice the same torture techniques Jim and Henry have been using on me since I was six on someone else!”

By the time Jonny and the other boys had taken turns using the portable-potty, they all began teasingly calling Chad ‘shit-head’.

*****

Chad was naked, hogtied, kneeling upright on the living room carpet, and bent forward so low his head and shoulders almost touched his knees. Jim was standing in front of him and had a booted foot planted firmly on the base of Jim’s neck. Henry stood to one side and also had a foot planted on Chad right beside his brother’s foot.

“You still say you like being our slave?” Jim asked Chad, not unkindly.

“Yes, master,” Chad replied humbly.

“Then you won’t mind if we torture you whether you have anything to confess or not, right?” asked Henry with a huge grin.

“You’re right, Master,” replied Chad even more humbly.

“If you think a soft answer is going to get you some mercy, forget it!” said Jim as he took his foot off Chad’s neck and straddled Chad’s upper shoulder facing backwards.

“I am but your helpless slave, Master,” Chad replied with quiet dignity. “Do with me what you will.”

“All right, I will!” replied Jim, who reached out for a coiled up extension cord that Jonny hand to him. He then proceeded to beat Chad’s vulnerable backside with it over and over again. But even this did not break Chad, though he cried out in pain with each whack.

Finally though, Jim was handed a broomstick. He held it upside down, and it became obvious to Chad what he planned to do with it! So when Jim asked him once again if he wanted to confess, Chad finally took the prudent option. He lied!

“I CONFESS!” he cried out in genuine terror at last.

Chad was never even asked what he was confessing *to*. His captors simply undid his hogtie, laid him flat on his back on the living room floor, and made him do a simple penance by giving each of his five captors a blow job. Even the younger kids wanted one,despite their previous aversion to the idea. Chad supposed they figured it wasn't 'homo' afterall; at least, not when the receiver asked for it himself!

Chad happily complied.

That night, he was fed a nice hot supper in bed – spaghetti in Ragu sauce and meatballs – by a Naked Phil as the younger boy sat in his chest.

“Aren’t you glad now that you confessed?” Phil asked Chad gleefully.

“I sure am!” Chad relied happily as Phil fed him another forkful.


TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Nov 19, 2010 6:49 am

Good continuation. Thanks!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Nov 19, 2010 8:38 am

Zanev has kindly restored the earlier portion of this story to the new Fictional section, and all pics for earlier chapters (180 in all for these fiorst 45 chapters) have now been inserted! :D
The story will still be continued in 'Part II' here rather than resumed there however.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Nov 19, 2010 4:37 pm

Chapter 48 – A Properly Trained Big Brother

“I think we’ve done an excellent job,” Jim told his brother Henry the following Monday afternoon as they waited for Chad’s brother to come home from school. “Thad should definitely approve!”

“Chad needs more training, but yeah… he’s made a big improvement over the last few days,” Henry agreed. “He sure worked hard enough on his chore today to get ready for Thad’s return home. He’s earned his rest.”

“So have we,” replied Jonny, who was at that moment sitting on Chad’s face while the older boy lay securely tied to his bed.

Jim and Henry greeted Thad at the door and escorted him up to Chad’s room, where Thad saw Phil, Jonny, and Tim still sitting on top of his brother. “Hope you don’t mind that we recruited a little extra help training your bother,” said Jim. “The kid there is our brother Jonny, and the others are…”

“Tim and Phil,” Thad replied; somewhat to the twins’ surprise. “It’s cool. I know their brothers, and I’d heard these two were spending some time here with you and your kid brother. So how is Chad’s training coming along?”

“Pretty good,” replied Henry. “I – Hey! Jonny! Where are your manners? Get off Chad’s face so he can say ‘hello’ to his brother!”

“Aww - and I was just getting comfortable too,” Jonny groused good-naturedly as he got off of Chad’s face and moved to his legs. Tim and Phil were pushed onto Chad’s legs as well as Jim and Henry took over the prime spots on Chad’s chest and belly.

“Hi, Thad!” Chad greeted his brother with unfeigned delight once he could talk. Gosh, but I’m sure happy to see you again. I’ve sure missed you these last few days!”

“I’ll bet you did,” replied Thad with a smile as he began to strip down to his undershorts. “These guys treated you pretty rough, huh?”

“Well, it was kind of hard at first,” Chad replied agreeably as he watched his brother undress. “But everything’s better now… especially now that *you’re* back! Say, you gonna sit on me too for a while?”

“You sure you want me to?” asked Thad with a gentle laugh. “You’ve got five guys sitting on you already!”

“Well, of course I want you to sit on me, Thad!” Chad replied as if scandalized. “You’re my brother, and I love you! Now please sit on my face. I assume that’s still your favorite place to sit!”

“You bet it is!” Thad replied happily as he climbed up onto the bed and sat on his brother’s upturned face. Chad breathed in deeply in contentment as his brother’s smell permeated his nostrils.

*****

By an hour later all six boys atop Chad were completely naked and crowded on Chad’s body from his neck down so he could speak and breathe feely.

“Jim and Henry tell me that your attitude has improved an awful lot lately, Chad,” Thad told his brother cheerfully as he gave him a drink of chilled fruit juice. “Does that mean you’ll stop whining and complaining about how we treat you from now on? After all, you swore before that you’d stop complaining and not try to escape, only to break your word when I took it easy on you. Have you *really* learned your lesson this time?”

“Yes, Thad... Uh, I mean, yes Sir!” Chad replied just as cheerfully. “I learned my lesson. I realize now how lucky I am to have a brother like you who wants only the best for me.”

“Really?” Chad asked with an evil grin. “So if I decide to start torturing you just on a whim, you really wouldn’t object to it?”

“Do what you wish to me, sir,” Chad replied with only a slight hesitation. “From now on, I live only to please you.”

“Let’s put that to the test,” Thad suggested.

Chad’s legs were untied from the bedposts at the foot of the bed, and Chad’s body was bent over until his feet were over and past his shoulders. His ankles were then tied spread apart to the same bedposts his wrists were (though nowhere near as closely of course; Chad wasn’t limber enough for *that*!). This left Chad’s bare rectum fully exposed for whatever his captors decided to do with it. Thad then knelt-sat on his brother’s chest and told him that he and the twins were going give Chad an anal massage while Chad gave Phil, Tim, and Jonny an oral massage.

Chad sweated bullets, but he endured what followed without crying out *too* loudly. In fact, his moans felt more like ecstasy rather than pain, and Thad finally silenced these by sitting on Chad’s face again and demanding a thorough cleaning by tongue.

Afterward, while it was still light out, Chad was taken for a walk to stretch his legs and ease out the kinks and aches. He was led along on a leash by one boy while Chad rode on his shoulders. His ankles were hobbled of course and his hands cuffed behind his back. The others were fully clothed, but Chad was allowed to wear only his boxer shorts, socks, and sneakers. However, he had no desire to complain; he thoroughly enjoyed the walk, and the exercise and Thad’s body hear on his shoulders helped to warm him up nicely.

That night, Chad was allowed to sleep in his bed with only one foot shackled to the foot of the bed – leaving his other foot and ankle free. Thad warned him that he reserved the right to fully tie Chad down at a whim and sit on him with whatever guests he chose. Any complaints meant being returned naked to his cage. Even so, Chad was profuse in his thanks for this privilege, and promised never to complain again.

No one sat on Chad that night; and he slept like a baby.

*****

Three weeks passed.

Kelly, Barry and Todd were paying a visit to Thad for the first time in that period, and were amazed as the change in Chad. Jim and Henry had gone back to school and were no longer spending so much time with Chad now that he was no longer restrained so restrictively Despite this, Chad was still as mild-mannered as could be as he cleaned the house (with especial care to clean Thad’s room), prepared their parents’ old room for Todd and Barry to sleep in overnight, fixed and served them dinner, and did various other chores. He was kept hobbled the entire time – though his wrists and hands were entirely free of restraints – and yet was happily whistling a tune.

Todd and Barry wished that they dared train their own kid brothers like Chad had been trained, but it was very doubtful that their parents would let them.

“Is it my imagination, or does Chad seem much happier now?” asked Barry as Chad served them dinner at the kitchen table. “I haven’t seen him this mellow since before your folks died.”

“Yeah, how can I train my BIG brother like this?” asked Todd.

“It wouldn’t work for you,” Thad replied quietly; almost sadly. “With Chad, it took a rather unique set of events you wouldn’t want to duplicate – such as the deaths of the rest of your family and giving the Harris twins the run of your house.

“You see, Chad took the deaths of mom, dad, and sis pretty hard – even harder than I did. He couldn’t cope. He never was very strong that way I guess, so he neglected me and turned to booze – which only messed him up even more. He was confused and didn’t know what to do. What he really wanted was for someone to *tell* him what to do.”

“And now that someone is you – his own kid brother?” Todd asked in disbelief.

“Well, he knows that I love him and care about him!” Thad answered simply. “He trusts me now not to let any harm come to either one of us. So he lets me be the boss and I tell him what to do. He’s happy doing what I tell him to do, because now he can simply do something useful without having to think about it!”

“I always knew you were a natural leader, Thad,” said Kelly, “but bossing around your own big brother… especially when he’s already an adult? That’s radical!”

“But what does Chad do when you’re away at school now, without the Harris twins to keep an eye on him?” asked Todd.

“He does the chores, just like a good housewife,” replied Chad. “He even does the shopping as long as I am with him so I can trust him totally unfettered. He enjoys those times when he can drive us round and go places without being tied up at all.”

“But how do you support yourselves?” asked Barry. “Won’t Chad have to work now?”

“No, thanks to that multi-million-dollar trust fund mom and dad left us, Chad and I can live without working indefinitely,” replied Thad.

“Then why even bother going to school anymore?” asked Kelly with a laugh.

“Shoot, if I skipped school, what would *I* do all day?” replied Thad. “With all my friends in school, I’d rather be there anyway. Besides, I’m too young to drop out without the authorities coming to check on us. That would ruin everything. Besides, I want to go on to college and be a doctor someday. And by that time, Chad will be over his grief and ready to function as a whole person again without me. Meanwhile, we need each other – me to run things, and Chad to take care of things only an adult can do.”

“Well, he’d made a dandy butler, Todd observed as Chad performed his chores nearby, “or a cook or waiter.”

“Or a chauffeur,” added Thad with a grin.

“It’s a shame that you’re not going to get to sit on him or torment him anymore though,” said Barry with a sigh as he finished his dinner. “That was a lot of fun!”

“Who said we’re not doing that anymore?” asked Thad with a puckish grin.

“Huh? But I thought you said Chad was trained the way you want now,” replied Barry with some surprise. How would you justify tormenting him anymore?”

“Because he likes it now as much as I do,” replied Thad.

Todd and Barry expressed disbelief, so Thad set out to prove it. “Chad, would you like all four of us to sit on you and torment you again tonight?”

“Yes Thad! I sure do!” Chad replied with unfeigned delight.

“All right, go on up to your room, strip naked, and chain yourself to your bed,” Thad told him quietly. “We’ll be up with you shortly.

Chad hurried to his room as fast as his hobbled feet could carry him with a wide smile of happiness on his face. The other boys soon followed to have some fun.

With any luck, thought Thad, Chad would be a perfect *Stepford Brother* by Christmas!

But a very strange thing happened that very night…



TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Fri Nov 19, 2010 10:12 pm

Good two chapters!
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Nov 20, 2010 10:45 pm

Chapter 49 – A Strange Visitor

It was just another ordinary night for Chad. He was naked and securely chained to his bed while his kid brother Thad and four of Thad’s friends – also naked - sat on top of him. Thad, as usual, had the place of honor sitting knees-upon Chad’s chest. He was flicking his brother’s nose and ears while the other three sat behind him and looked on gleefully while Thad tormented his older brother.

The strange boy seemed to appear from out of nowhere. The first that Chador any of the others noticed him, he was standing right at the head of the bed not two feet from Chad’s head and looking passively at them. No one had heard or seen him approach, and the bedroom door was still closed. They looked up, and he was just *there*! They all noticed him independently at virtually the same instant.

He seemed to be about 13 or 14 years of age and was about Chad’s size or a little larger. He had a lean, gracefully athletic build and a face that was somehow effeminate yet strong at the same time. His complexion was light, but not pale. His hair was as white as snow (with strangely light blue highlights). He was no albino though, for his eyes were not pink but the lightest shade of blue any of the other boys had ever seen; in fact, they almost looked like they’d glow in the dark. The boy looked so clean he looked as if he’d just taken a bath. He wore ordinary-looking enough clothing (colored T-shirt, athletic shorts, shoes, and sneakers), but the clothing looked brand new and as spotlessly clean as the rest of him. He watched what Thad and the others were doing to Chad with a smile of friendly curiosity rather than dismay or puzzlement.

The white-haired boy was a total stranger to everyone else in the room, and under the circumstances his sudden appearance should have been the cause of a panic attack for all concerned. Chad was concerned because he was over legal age while his captors were not, and he could probably get into trouble for letting the other boys do what they’d been doing to him. Yet if he claimed he was being held against his will (as indeed was originally the case), Thad and his friends would be in trouble instead. Yet some reason Chad felt calm about the entire situation, as indeed did Thad and the others. In fact, something about the strange boy made him feel nothing but even greater peace and contentment than he had been feeling already that night.

To everyone else’s astonishment, Thad – who like the others remained seated upon Chad – greeted the stranger as if he’d known him all his life and was expecting him. He introduced himself, his bound brother, and his three friends as casually as if they were clad in ordinary clothing and playing a simple game of Hoops rather than a Tie-Up Game. Kelly and the others soon found themselves talking all about their experiences with Chad as freely as if discussing a movie they’d just seen at the theater.

Within ten minutes of the boy’s arrival, Chad even offered to let the boy sit on him too!

“Actually, I’d like to be tied up to, if I may,” replied the boy; the first words he’d spoken aloud since his sudden appearance. “Maybe I could… ‘hang around’ for a little while?” As he said this he looked up at the ceiling, straight at a large eyelet that Thad had recently had installed up there. Supposedly it was for a chandelier, but the only thing that had ever been set to hang up there so far had been Chad – by the wrists or by the ankles!

Smiling, Thad, Todd, and Barry hunted up some chains and leather restraints (leaving Kelly to keep Chad warm), clapped them around the boy’s wrists, and hung him by those wrists from the ceiling like a human chandelier. It was amazingly easy, as the boy seemed even lighter of weight than he appeared. Within minutes, all the other boys were seated atop Chad again and watched their visitor. The white-haired boy smiled back as he dangled from the ceiling; apparently feeling no discomfort at all. In fact, he acted as if he found this to be more comfortable than standing free had been.

Without prompting, Thad and Chad began to tell the visitor all about themselves and about all their experiences over the last few months with Thad making his older brother virtually his willing and eager slave. They left out nothing, but told their stories as candidly as they could. Throughout it all the visitor simply smiled as if he thoroughly enjoyed the story (and found nothing at all unusual about any of it) and said not a word. Thad and the others talked for hours, and in all that time the boy was as relaxed as if lounging on a sofa rather than hanging from his wrists three feet in the air.

Afterward, the visitor only seemed to have one question to ask; was Chad really happy with his life the way things were now? Did he enjoy being treated like Thad’s slave and prisoner? Chad sound himself answering “Yes,” honestly and without hesitation. And with this simple and direct answer the visitor seemed to be perfectly content.

Despite their feeling so at ease with the visitor however, a part of Thad was concerned about letting him go free again; what if he should tell other people what he’d seen and heard here? As if reading Chad’s mind, the white-haired boy (who still had not so much as revealed his own name!) assured Thad that he’d enjoy ‘hanging around’ for as long as Thad wanted him to!

It finally occurred to Kelly and the others to ask Thad who this strange kid was that they just revealed their deepest secrets to. After all, they had every reason to believe that Thad must know him from somewhere, since he had spoken to the kid as if he’d known him all his life. So they were shocked when Thad casually revealed (while calmly sitting down butt naked on Chad’s face) that he’d never seen the kid before in his life either!

Todd and the other boys took it rather calmly under the circumstances, as if the visitor in question virtually radiated peace of mind in to the room all around him; but they were still visibly upset.

“This kid walks into your house uninvited and without warning, you calmly chain him up and hang him from the ceiling by his wrists, tell him all about us and let us do the same… and you don’t even know who the heck he *is*?!” asked Todd in complete astonishment but – strangely – feeling far less angry about it than he thought he should be.

“Jeez, Thad, are you crazy?” asked Kelly; sounding perturbed but not outraged. “I thought he was some kind of fried of yours I hadn’t; met when you took his sudden arrival so calmly.” Kelly didn’t mention how calm he felt himself, and still somehow felt.

“Yeah… I figured you must’ve invited him here like you did us!” added Barry.

“So what do we do now?” asked Todd. “If we let him go, he might tell everyone what we’ve been doing to Chad!”

“Well, we can’t keep him here against his will like we’ve been doing to Chad!” speculated Barry. “His folks would miss him eventually and the police might search for him here!”

“Don’t worry, guys,” said the visitor suddenly, and with his simple words everyone’s anxiety level dropped right back down to zero! “I won’t ever tell anyone anything about any of this. I promise.” This was not a reaction of fear that he might be kept here for a prolonged period; it was said as a simple fact calmly stated.

Despite their fears being reduced, Todd stubbornly refused to be reassured quite so easily; it just didn’t make any sense! “You’re just saying that so we’ll let you down from there!” he stoutly insisted, although down inside he didn’t believe what he was saying himself. “I’ll bet you head straight to the police the moment we let you go free!” he added, b with no conviction in his voice whatsoever.

“Actually, I’m quite happy hanging around with you guys!” their young visitor told them. “So if you still have any doubts about me, just keep me tied up here for as long as you want to! I won’t mind… not even if you keep me tied up forever. Ummm…” he paused as if in thought, and then smiled hugely as he continued, “I wouldn’t mind if you guys sat on me, either!” And the boy winked.

Thad and the others wasted no time taking the boy up on his offer, as I if was the perfectly natural thing to do. There was no room for him on Chad’s bed, but Thad and Chad had long since installed a second bed in Chad’s room for the use of any tormentors to stretch out in while Chad was kept tied in his. Before long, the visitor was tied to it as securely as Chad was in his, and Thad and the other three boys took turns sitting on him and tormenting him – or trying to torment him anyway. All torments seemed to bring only unalloyed bliss to the visitor. He never once frowned, complained, or cried out, but was unfailingly cheerful and happy. And the happier he got, the happier all the other boys in the room felt while they were around him.

The nameless boy remained as a ‘guest’ overnight. In the morning, Thad and the others felt they had no right to detain him longer if he wanted to go, but told the boy that he was free to come back anytime he wished.

In the morning Thad escorted the boy to the front door. “You won’t tell anyone about Chad being my slave and prisoner, right?” Thad asked one last time, even though he was certain such a thing would never happen.

“As long as Chad enjoys it, *Who* am I to interfere?” the boy answered mysteriously with a rather odd smile as if having a private joke with himself.

The boy left, and Thad was sure it was an encounter he would never forget.

Yet, five minutes afterward, he and the others totally forgot the existence of their strange visitor as they resumed teasing and tormenting a helplessly bound but thoroughly happy Chad - and they would not even once remember the visitor again until he returned weeks later under even odder circumstances than the first time.

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Nov 21, 2010 4:22 pm

Chapter 50 – The Dark Visitor

For the next two weeks, Thad and his friends were extremely happy, and Chad was even happier than the others were. Thad had lightened up on his restrictions on his brother to the point where Chad almost had to insist on more. The two brothers were content that each was completely loved by the other, and Chad considered Thad’s friends to be his own friends as well. Everyone was content.

Then, two weeks after the mysterious white-haired visitor came and then went his way, a second visitor arrived at the house.

To coin an old cliché, it was a dark and stormy night. This time, it was the Harris twins and their younger brother who had come to visit for a night of fun; along with Jonny’s friends Tim and Phil. The six of them had just tied Chad down into his bed, aged him, stripped down to their under-clothes, and had just settled down to sit on top of him when the dark visitor appeared as mysteriously as the other had.

At first glance, he resembled the first visitor almost completely. His face, body, height, and build were identical to that of the other boy’s, but the small differences that existed stood out and it plain that this was not the same boy as before at all. Where the first boy had has a pale (but still healthy) complexion, this boy’s complexion was dark – almost red in color. His hair was as dark as coal (with indigo highlights) rather than snow-white. And though his eyes also looked as if they would glow in the dark, it was not with the softness of moonlit snow like the first boy’s eyes but like the embers of a red hot coal; rather than light blue, they were a startling shade of bright yellow which turned to bright red on the outer edge of the pupils. And where the first boy virtually radiated passivity, this one had an aura of dominance and control about him – although not in a way that made him feel at all menacing to the others. In fact, he appeared to be quite as friendly and as curious about what Thad and the others were doing as the first boy had been.

The moment that Thad and Chad saw the boy, they suddenly remembered the previous visitor for the first time since the other boy had left. It did not occur to Chad or Thad to wonder about this however, but Thad simply greeted the newcomer as if he was an old friend he’d expected while Chad called out a friendly ‘Mm-mm-mmm’ through his gag. Both thought it was the same boy as the one who had come before however, and Thad greeted him as such. This helped pout the others – none of whom had met or even heard about the first visitor – more at ease.

“Hello… my friend,” Thad greeted him, suddenly remembering that he had never learned the other boy’s name. “Welcome back! As you can see, I’ve got Chad all ready for another night of fun. Care to join us?”

The dark haired boy smiled silently and looked wordlessly up at the others.

“Yes, as you can see, I’ve brought over a new group of friends to sit on Chad along with me,” Thad continued casually, and then he proceeded to introduce them one by one. The others soon warmed up to the new arrival and told him all about themselves; it was like an AA meeting but far more relaxed despite the unusual circumstances.

Thad then offered the new visitor (who still had not said a word, let alone introduced himself) a seat… unless he preferred being tied up and sat upon again. At first, the new boy shuddered as if in revulsion to the idea of being tied up and sat on, but agreed that siting on Chad as well would be quite acceptable to him.

“Well, Chad’s face is unoccupied and quite comfortable,” said Jonny, who was sitting in front at the time and patted Chad’s face in a gentle and inviting manner.

“Please make yourself comfortable, and I’ll tell you everything we’ve been up to since you were last here,” Thad added as if greeting an honored guest.

The dark haired boy smiled, nodded, removed his shirt (revealing a trim, athletic torso underneath) and sat down on Chad’s upturned face with no hesitation whatsoever. It was if he was completely used to doing such an unusual thin without thinking twice about it; something that moderately surprised even Thad and the twins.

“Please tell me everything, from the beginning,” the dark haired boy then asked as he spoke for the first time. “It wasn’t me who came to visit you before. You’ve confused me with my brother. But as I understand it, you’ve kept your brother tied up for months?”

“Yep!” Thad relied cheerfully.

“Cool!” replied the visitor with a laugh. “I once kept MY brother – the one you met before - tied up for a very long time too. If I were to tell you *how* long though, you’d call me crazy… so let’s just say it was probably longer than you’ve kept *your* brother tied up so far! Anyway, I’d love to hear all about it.”

“It’s a rather long story,” Thad warned. “You sure you want to hear it all?”

“Sure!” the visitor replied agreeably. “”I’ve got lots of time, and Chad’s face makes a very comfortable seat!”

“Okay… just make sure you let Chad come up for air every once in a while or he’ll pass out!” Thad asked his guest, and then he and the others proceeded to tell their tale.

It took them all night. Not once during this time did the dark-haired boy shift his position to let Chad breathe freely. Despite this, Chad seemed to show no signs of distress; his breathing still seemed steady and regular, and so Thad and the others ceased to feel any concern about Chad’s safety. In fact, as the night wore on, they began torturing Chad’s defenseless body any way they could think of while his body was virtually covered from head to toe with their own.

From Chad’s point of view, it was like his head was plunged into a dark and airless furnace. The boy’s weight crushed down on his head with much more force than Thad or the others ever had. His air felt completely cut off, though somehow he still seemed able to breath. But the air he breathed was hot (far hotter than a human body on his face should make it) and smelled foul; not the foulness of a normal human body but the stench of a chemistry experiment gone badly wrong. Chad thought that this must be what brimstone smelt like, for reasons he couldn’t put his finger on. Chad wanted to scream – to make the boy get off of his face – but he could not move a muscle or make a sound at all; not even to the very-limited extent his bonds and gag normally should have allowed.

It was only past midnight, and the younger boys went to sleep in a separate bed, that the dark-haired boy mercifully got off Chad’s face and sat on his chest instead. By the time Thad finished his tale, even the twins had retired for the night – leaving Thad and the visitor to sit on Chad by themselves.

“So, how do you like sitting on Chad?” Thad asked curiously. “Your brother didn’t seem to be interested in doing it like you are!”

“This is great!” the visitor replied agreeably. “I could do this for days and days!”

“Well, feel free to come whenever you want to,” invited Thad. “You’re welcome to sit on Chad anytime you want.”

“I wonder how your brother feels about that?” he stranger asked aloud.

“Who cares?” Thad replied with a shrug of dismissal. “This is fun!”

Chad listened to this with some mixed feelings. On the one hand, he felt some outrage that Thad would casually allow a total stranger who had walked in unexpectedly to sit on him – and then invite him to continue doing so anytime he wanted! And yet, on the other hand, he was enjoying himself so much he didn’t want the strange kid to stop sitting on him! In fact, the idea seemed to appeal to him more by the minute.

This feeling Chad had did not change even when the stranger, without asking any mission from Thad or Chad, casually began tormenting him. Gently at first, with a few nose flicks and face slaps. But he quickly ramped up the torments to nose and nipple twists, nipple clamps, pressure on sensitive areas like the base of the neck, and from there to what in some circles is known as “CBT”! And the more he tormented Chad, the more Thad followed suit, until together they were doing things to Chad that even the Harris twins had never considered doing to him in their darkest daydreams. Yet Chad was almost numb to it all, and enjoyed the sensations of pain as if they were the gentle kisses and caresses of a lover. His mind was clear, but his senses were swirling with intense, chaotic sensations he had never even imagined before – let alone experienced.

When morning came, Chad slept like a baby. Thad - wearing only his undershorts – was still sitting on his brother’s chest when the dark visitor decided to leave. As if this were a signal of some kind, the other boys who had gone to sleep returned and resumed sitting on Chad as well.

“Thanks for teaching me some new ways to torture Chad,” Thad said happily to his strange visitor as he put on his shirt – which Thad now noticed for the first had a picture of the devil on it. “I’ll be sure to show them to the others too! We’ll have Chad into a perfectly obedient Stepford brother by Christmas!”

The dark haired boy smiled at this. “Is it okay if I drop by around then to see that for myself,” he asked.

“Sure!” You’re welcome to sit on Chad anytime!” replied Thad. “Heck, I might even let you sit on *me*!”

“Well, I’ll be looking forward to that!” replied the stranger as he turned to go.

“So will I!” replied Tad sincerely as the stranger left.

Five minutes afterward, he and the others had completely forgotten the second stranger’s existence, just as they had with the first. The memory of either visitor was like a long forgotten dream. But the torture techniques the boy had taught to them remained as if they had thought of them all by themselves, and they practiced them all on a bound and helpless Chad for the day and night that followed.

What had become a fully consensual relationship between brothers now became one of master and slave again, but far more stringent than ever. Thad’s actions toward his older brother had been tempered by his love and genuine concern for him. This was no longer the case. Thad became a harsh master whose love was replaced by sadism, and Chad became his helpless slave whose feelings of contentment gave way to increasing pain and terror far worse than anything he had experienced even when this situation began. Thad’s friends treated Chad just as badly as Thad did; none of them showed even the slightest hesitation about it. It was as if the conscience of each and every boy had been put into a coma for the duration, for not once did they ever feel even a twinge of guilt.

Chad was treated as his brother’s slave. Yet, despite a situation that apparently grew more brutal by the day, he remained as meek and as submissive as ever. It was a situation that could not remain stable for long.

Two weeks later, the situation took the strangest turn yet…

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Sun Nov 21, 2010 4:30 pm

Due to concern for the well being of certain RP characters I created here in the past, I edited this post. I leave to others to ponder why I might do this, but Jason your secret is now safe with me!

Edit: Seems as though some things should only revealed in rp forums and not in stories. That is all I will say in response to the original message of mine Jason was so kind to remember word for word. Just remember leverage via memory works both positively and negatively.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:00 pm

There was no need to edit your post, Shane. I had absolutely no problem with what you posted. It was what I told you in the PM that I wanted kept in confidence for now, not the speculation you posted here. To prove it, I am re-posting what you originally said here again myself for all to see (so *you* can't change it - bwahahahaha).

Shane Bikman wrote:
Angelic and devilish brothers in bondage? I believe that is what you are trying to say about these "Visitor" chapters Jason.

To which I will add: Time will tell. :twisted:
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Nov 22, 2010 2:56 pm

Chapter 51 – Despair and Rebirth


Chad passively suffered torment from his captors that increased daily for two weeks after the dark visitor’s appearance. He was forced to do all the chores around the house and cater to the slightest whim Thad or any of the other boys had. He was kept in chains and slept down in the cellar by night and when Thad was at school; and kept naked (or clad in a maid’s outfit), hobbled, chained, and gagged as he performed his various duties when Thad was awake and at home. He was given less decent food and beaten for even the slightest offenses; and yet he never voiced even a murmur of complaint or protest.

Chad endured this passively, but became increasingly nervous when any of the other boys were around. This caused him to make mistakes for which he was harshly punished, which in turn made his mistakes even more frequent and severe – creating an ever-deeper spiral from which there seemed to be no escape.

A dramatic turning point came when Chad was cooking dinner for Thad and his guests of the day; Jonny, Jim, Henry, Tim, and Phil. Chad was usually an excellent cook, but that day he’d had too many other tasks he was set to do within a certain strict deadline. As a result, Chad neglected to keep a careful eye on the food that was cooking, and it caught in fire. The fire was quickly dealt with by Thad and his friends, but dinner was ruined and Thad was furious with his brother.

For the first time in weeks, Chad tried to plead for clemency as Thad and the others secured his hands behind his back and prepared to punish him. He hadn’t meant to urn the dinner of course, but Thad treated him as if he’d done it deliberately. He simply bade Chad to shut up, gagged him, forced him to lie on the kitchen floor, sat on his chest, and began slapping him hard. The other boys sat on Chad as well to help hold him immobile.

“You’ve just been lying around in bed all day watching TV with Jim and Henry… while *I* was having an incredibly rotten day at school!” Thad yelled at Chad angrily as he continued to slap him mercilessly. “My science experiment virtually blows up in my face, some high school punks taunted Kelly and me about being gay, I lost my wallet with all my money in it somewhere to a pickpocket, and Mrs. Horse’s Ass gave me an F on my Social Studies exam! So I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses!”

At other times, Thad’s harshness might have won Chad some sympathy from the others. But they were all as hard of heart toward Chad as Thad was, and contributed their own torments to add to Chad’s misery. Even then, they were not satisfied that Chad was being punished hard enough, and began to suggest ways to make his punishment worse “in order to teach him a *real* lesson.

Finally they let Chad up and forced him to remove all his clothes except for his boxer shorts while they dressed themselves for a walk outdoors. They put a collar and leash on Chad and forced him to walk barefoot and almost naked outdoors in the chilly gloom of a mid-November afternoon. Chad was taken to the woods behind the house, shivering in the chill of a windy evening.

However, a chilly walk in the woods wasn’t the worst thing his captors had in store for him. Chad was taken to a tree out of view of the house. A thick rope was slung over a sturdy branch about twelve feet off the ground, and one end was tied to Chad’s handcuffed wrists (which were in front of him). With six boys present to pull on the rope, Chad was hauled several feet into the air, leaving him hanging helplessly by his wrists. Despite the fact that it was windy and chilly and it looked like it might rain, Thad was determined to leave his brother hanging up there like that all night long. And, after beating him with a whip until his arm was tired, that is exactly what he did!

“Boy, and I thought *you guys* were mean to me!” Jonny whispered to his brothers while Thad was whipping his helpless brother.

“We *are*!” Jim admitted frankly. “”It’s just that Thad is even meaner to his!”

“See you in the morning!” Thad called to his brother contemptuously as he and the others walked back to the house. “I’ll bring you back to the house in the morning – just in time for you to cook my breakfast!”

“I don’t feel right leaving him up there like that,” Phil whispered to Tim as Chad was lost to their sight in the darkness; feeling the first twinge of conscience he’d had in weeks.

“Hush!” Tim urged him quietly, although he was also feeling twinges of conscience at last. “Do you want the others to hang you up there with him?”

Phil silently shook his head, and the boys continued to walk away. Chad was left entirely to himself for the duration of the night.

He remaining hanging there by his wrists for twelve hours… but he was oblivious to it all after only one.

*****

The next morning, accompanied by the Harris twins, Thad returned to where he’d Chad hanging. The morning was warmer than the previous evening, but still no warmer than one would expect for a pleasant, sunny mid-November morning. As soon as his brother was in sight in the early morning sunshine, Thad called out to him as mockingly as before. “Good morning, Chad! Did you have a nice sleep?”

But Chad’s laughter died in his throat as he got closer to his brother and saw that something was terribly, terribly wrong. His brother’s eyes were wide open and staring, but did not look at him. The only movement of his body was swaying caused by the brisk wind. Bugs were crawling all over him. His body was oddly discolored - pallid from the waist up and purplish below.

“Ch-Ch-Chad?” Thad called out nervously as his eyes grew wider and wider in shock.

“Uh oh!” he heard one of the twins mutter unhappily behind him.

As if proving his worst fears while desperately trying to prove them wrong, Thad rushed forward to clasp Chad’s legs and shake them to get some reaction - *any* reaction – from his limply dangling brother. But the legs he clasped were cold, stiff and lifeless – and his brother continued to merely dangle limply by his wrists.

“Chad! Chad! Speak to me!” Thad screamed up to his brother in increasing horror. His contempt for his brother and his desire to dominate him was now totally forgotten as the realization of what had happened began to sink into his consciousness. He frantically shook his brother’s legs as if hoping somehow that he was merely sound-asleep.

Chad felt a gentle hand on his shoulder; from the color of the sleeve it must have been Jim. “I hate to break it to you dude, but… your brother’s *dead*!” Jim said with quiet compassion.

“No! NO! He can’t be dead!” Thad wailed as he shook his brother’s limply dangling legs even harder. “Chad! CHAD! You CAN’T be dead!!!”

“Well, he *is!” said Henry quietly with his head hung in silent shame. “Look at him! The blood’s pooled to his feet, bugs are crawling all over him his skin’s cold and has no color, and he’s staring wide-eyed at nothing! He’s dead, all right!”

Henry words seemed to take all the strength right out of Thad’s legs, and he collapsed to the ground beneath where his brother’s body hung. He began to weep uncontrollably.

“I’d say he died of exposure sometime during the night,” he heard one twin tell the other.

“It *was pretty cold, windy, and wet out here last night!” the other twin answered.

Thad’s mind began to reel. He was only moments away from sinking into despair so deep that it would lead eventually to insanity. “What’ll I do?” he asked miserably as he cried like a small child. “Chad was the only family I had left!”

“Well, you should have thought of *that* before you decided it’d be fun to torture him!” an unfamiliar voice replied from directly behind him.

Chad and the twins turned to look, to see a boy a bit taller and older than Thad standing just a few feet away from them. He had white hair and light blue hairs, and faced them with a look of sorrow mingled with some anger. He looked familiar somehow… yet none if the boys could recall ever seeing him before.

“Huh? Who are you?” Thad asked dully; not really caring. He began trying to think of a way to quickly kill himself.

“And why in Hell are you out here in the woods on a chilly day like this wearing only that skimpy little thong?” one of the twins asked.

Thad blinked and looked at the stranger again. It was true; the boy was buck naked except for a pure white thong around his loins that covered his genitals and pubic hairs but precious little else. However, the boy completely ignored the question and looked at Thad straight in the eye with a look of understanding no normal boy was capable of.

“*Who* I am isn’t important,” the boy told Thad. “All that matters now is that I can still help your brother!”

The twins laughed in disgust and disbelief. “You can’t help him, kid!” He’s dead!” Jim snapped in contempt, but the white-haired boy continued to ignore him.
“I can still revive him Thad,” the white-haired boy insisted, “but first you must give me your permission to do so.”

Thad fought through the dark daze of despair that was threatening to overwhelm him; frantically clutching upon this one frail hope the boy was offering him. “Wha…? Yes…yes, of course! Please! If you can revive him somehow, I’ll do anything you want! Anything at all!” he replied hastily; his hands gripped tightly together unconsciously in an attitude of supplication.

“I’ll hold you to that promise,” the strange boy declared with serene confidence as he passed Thad and approached Chad’s hanging body. Again Thad had the distinct impression that he had seen this boy before… but couldn’t recall where or when. The twins began to have the same impression of déjà vu as well.

All such thoughts were forgotten in the next moment, when the boy looked up at Chad’s staring, sightless eyes and uttered calmly one word. “Awaken!”

One instant Chad’s lifeless body was hanging from its wrists from a tree branch. In the very next instant, with no visible transition whatsoever, he was standing with both feet on the ground – alive, whole, and in perfect health as if he had not been suffering privations and suffering for weeks. He looked around in mild puzzlement, apparently surprised not to find himself still hanging from his wrists from the tree.

Thad was amazed of course, but without a moment’s pause he rushed forward to embrace his brother in his arms, laughing happily, and then weeping like a lost child.

“Chad?” a rather slack-jawed and wide-eyed Jim asked tentatively upon witnessing all this. “Are you all right?”

“Sure Jim,” replied Chad absent-mindedly as he attempted with some bemusement to calm down and comfort his apparently hysterical kid brother. “Just a bit chilly, that’s all. I must’ve fallen asleep though. I don’t recall you guys coming and getting me down!”

“Chad! I’m so sorry for what I did to you!” Thad suddenly told his brother; once again being the loving younger brother he had been before tragedy disrupted their lives. “I promise I won’t tie you up or hurt you or make you a slave anymore! Please forgive me!”

“Well, okay Thad,” replied Chad with a laugh as if his brother had just told an amusing joke. “It’s nice to be free. However, I think I’d like it if you continued to tie me up and torment me a little at least once in a while!”

“Well, okay…” Thad replied with a happy laugh as he wiped the tears from his eyes. “But from now on I’ll let you decide when and where and for how long!”

The white-haired boy sighed quietly to himself. He knew that, despite all of Thad’s good intentions, restoring a healthy relationship with his brother would not be all that easy.

The white-haired boy’s *own* brother would see to that!


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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby snobound » Mon Nov 22, 2010 6:48 pm

Great tortures! Great illustrations! Trying to get caught up!! I'll get chapters 50 and 51 tomorrow. HOW DO YOU FIND THE TIME!!!!!!!??????? :lol:
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Nov 23, 2010 4:07 pm

It helps that I probably have more free time than you would as a teacher, Snobound - except maybe during the summer. :big:

Chapter 52 – An Unusual Reward

Once he had his emotions (which had gone through quite an upheaval in the last few minutes!) as much under control as anyone could reasonably expect of him under the circumstances, Thad released his brother from his embrace and turned to the mysterious white-haired boy to thank him. He almost expected the boy to have vanished as quickly as he’d come (isn’t that what always happened in fantasies? The Lone Ranger; I didn't even get a chance to thank him?), but the boy was still standing just a few feet away from him; arms folded across his chest and looking at Thad in expectation.

“I sure am grateful for what you did for Chad,” Thad said to the boy as he walked hesitantly up to him with his hand held out for a handshake, which the other boy took readily took. My God; that kid had a grip like iron! Thad had to shake it a little afterward to get the circulation flowing into it again afterward. “Uhhh… is there anything I can do for you in return?”

“There is one thing you can do, though you might think it to be an odd request,” replied the white-haired boy with a wry smile.

“Just name it! I’ll do whatever you ask me to!” Thad replied eagerly and sincerely.

“Well, *my* brother and I have had differences that make your differences with your brother seem like nothing,” said the boy. “So could *I* be your brother too for today?”

“Well, heck… sure you can!” replied Thad happily.

“Then would you be willing to treat me exactly the way you treat your real brother as well?” the other boy continued.

Thad’s smile changed to a look of slight puzzlement. “Uhhh… I’m not sure I follow you. You don’t mean that you want me to… uh… to…”

“Would you tie me up and sit on me for a few hours?” the white-haired boy asked boldly, but very politely - removing all doubts as to what he meant. “Please? Your friends and brother too?”

Thad just stared at him in wide-eyed, slack jawed amazement.

“That’s a pretty odd request all right,” Henry said levelly; he acted as if he wasn’t at all surprised by the request.

“Well, at least he’s asking for something you guys have plenty of experience doing,” Chad remarked with a chuckle.

“Someone who *wants* us to sit on him without being forced into it? This could be pretty interesting!” remarked Jim with a dry chuckle.

Thad finally nodded in mute agreement, picked up one of the handcuffs which had been used to bind Chad (and which somehow wound up discarded on the ground during the miracle that restored his brother to life) and stepped toward the boy with them. The white-haired boy obliged by turning away from Chad and crossing his wrists behind his back. Meanwhile, Jim picked up the leg hobbles and approached as well.

“Are you sure you want us to go all the way?” Thad asked as he hesitantly handcuffed the boy; he had never imagined doing this to anyone else but his brother before!

“Oh yes!” replied the boy as Jim locked the hobbles around his ankles. “Please give me the works. Do everything to me that you’ve been doing to Chad!”

“Everything?” Chad exclaimed in surprise. “You mean, even take all of our clothes off?”

“I’m already halfway there,” called out Jim, who was sitting on a stump and pulling his pants off; he’d already removed his shirt.

The other boys soon followed suit, carefully laid their ‘prisoner’ on the grass, and sat on him one by one; Thad sitting knees-up on his chest, Chad sitting likewise on his shins, and the twins kneel-sitting in between them.

“Comfy?” Thad asked casually as he crossed his arms over his legs and looked down at their strange new friend.

“Oh yes! Very much so, thank you!” the white haired boy replied happily as he stared happily at a part of Thad most people never got a chance to see displayed in public.

“So, just who *are* you anyway?” Jim asked with a smile as he sat on the boy’s belly.

“*Who am I… and *Who* I am!” replied the white-haired boy with a mysterious grin.

Jim’s smile turned into a frown of bewilderment. “Huh? What?” he asked numbly.

“No! No! Not *What*!” the white-haired boy replied hastily and, apparently, seriously. “WHO! There is a very important difference!” he said in a tone that implied that he thought this was quite obvious.

It wasn’t to Jim… nor was it to the other boys on top of him. “Uhhh…. Dude? I haven’t got the slightest idea what the heck you’re talking about!”

“I’m sorry,” the boy replied contritely. “Ummm... you may call be Dee Harold Angel.”

Thad laughed merrily. “That’s a funny name!” he replied, but without sarcasm.

“Yes… most people I meet seem to think the same way,” Dee replied easily, apparently without feeling any offense. But then his tone turned level and serious. “But what I have to tell you is no laughing matter, Thad. I’ve come here to warn you all.”

“Warn us?” asked Thad nervously. “About what?”

“Exactly! What! He’s my brother!” replied Dee simply, as if that explained everything.

“Who?” asked Thad numbly.

“No, I’M Who! HE’S What!” explained Dee; a trifle impatiently now.

“Huh?” asked Thad quietly.

“No, no! HUH is my cousin!” replied Dee. “He’s got nothing to do with any of this! Just my brother, What!”

Thad’s mind reeled a bit as he tried to make sense of all of this. Then, feeling a little put out (wondering if De was playing some kind of mind game with him), he raised his voice (more than he intended perhaps) and snapped, “What the devil are you talking about?!?”

“Exactly!” replied Dee, who then looked up expectantly at Thad and said nothing more.

Thad stared silently back for a moment. Then he turned to look at his companions to see if they were making any more sense of this than he was. Jim just looked at him blankly with eyes even wider with puzzlement than his own and shrugged his puzzlements in an “I don’t know either” kind of way. Henry was frowning and looking angry and confused. Thad couldn’t see Chad, but could hear him plainly go, “Uhhhhhhh…”

Thad looked back to look angrily back down at Dee and began to growl in frustration; Jim and Henry were casting angry scowls at Dee as well. Despite his gratitude to Dee, Thad hated feeling like someone was making a fool of him. So he got up on his knees, turned around to face the others sitting astride Dee, and hovered with his naked butt mere inches above Dee’s face.

“Dude!” Thad said warningly to Dee. “If you don’t start making sense RIGHT NOW, then – gratitude or not – I’m gonna sit right down on your face and FART!”

Threatening Dee with such a thing was like threatening to buy a child candy or waving a steak in front of a hungry dog, and Thad got a similar reaction as well. “All right, I’ll try…” Dee answered with a smile of pure bliss on his face. “But first, please go ahead and do what you just said you were going to anyway!”

Chad sighed with disbelief and frustration and rolled his eyes as he patiently put his weight down on Dee’s upturned face and carried out his threat; rather noisily. Chad and the other immediately jumped up and backed away from the smell, but Dee’s sigh of contentment was unmistakable.

Thad resumed his seat on Dee’s chest after a few minutes; followed slowly by the others once they were assured the air had cleared if toxic fumes. “Now then,” he said a trifle acerbically, “could we *please* have a few answers without all the riddles and any other bullshit?” he requested with weary patience.

“All right,” replied Dee mildly. “My *real* name *is* Who… but you may call me Dee as I said. My brother’s real name is *What*; but you may call him Devlin. It’s his favorite alias among... other people.”

“This brother of yours… have I met him before?” asked Thad suddenly as a long forgotten memory of a dark-haired boy suddenly rose fleetingly into dim recall.

“Yes, once!” Dee Confirmed. “And you’ve met me once before as well. Each time in your own house, as you and other sat on Chad.”

Suddenly Thad’s forgotten memories rose in sharp clarity. “Hey! Wait a second! I *do* remember you now! You came into my house without any damn warning at all. It was… several weeks ago, I think! You asked me to hang you up by your wrists from the ceiling, and while you hung there I blabbed everything about how I’d tied Chad up and started sitting on him. I talked my head off like I was discussing the weather or something, and thought nothing of it! Yet once I let you go… I completely forgot all about you until the next time you came to my house. But you were different somehow…”

“No, that second time wasn’t me,” Dee clarified. “We never saw each other again after the first time until today. The dark haired boy who visited you after I did was my twin brother, What… uhhh, that is, Devlin!”

“I remember that now!” Chad exclaimed from behind the others. “Whereas you liked to hang by your wrists while Thad told you our story, *that* mother-fucker kept sitting on my face! For hours!!! It’s a wonder I didn’t suffocate long before Thad finished telling him our life histories, for crying out loud!”

“But this still isn’t making a whole lot of sense to me!” Thad complained. “WHY did you and your brother come to visit Chad and me? And why the heck couldn’t any of us remember either of us afterward?”

“If I gave you a full explanation, you’d think I was crazy!” Dee replied sadly.

“Dude, you’ve already provided us with a bona fide miracle and proved that something is messing with our memories!” Thad asserted. “I’ll believe anything you say!”

“I highly doubt that, but I’ll tell you anyway,” replied Dee with a sigh. “Okay, it’s like this… I’m an angel from Heaven, and my brother is a fallen angel from Hell.”

The silence that followed was broken only by a gust of wind that didn’t seem very cold but which somehow chilled the naked boys down to the marrow of their bones.

“I take back what I said… you *are* crazy!” Thad said mildly.

“I told you that you wouldn’t believe me,” Dee replied with a mildly chiding tone.

“Well, who in his right mind would?” Thad asked in some exasperation. “I mean, come on? Angels? Demons? There *are* no such things!”

“So how do *you* account for Chad’s revival?” asked Dee reasonably but with no grievance in his tone. “How do you explain the odd amnesia you pointed out yourself?”

“Uhhhh….” Thad replied blankly.

“Can you explain why you were willing to discuss your most intimate secrets with us without hesitation?” Dee continued.

“Uhhhh…” Thad repeated dully.

“And why was a nice and otherwise normal kid like you so obsessed about keeping your own older brother a prisoner to torment just for your own personal amusement?”

“Uhhhh….” was all Thad could think of in response.

“And why hire the twins specifically to torment him when you couldn’t be home?”

“All right, I admit I’m puzzled!” Thad stated finally. “Suppose you tell me what you were warning me about and then I’ll decide what to believe!”

“To put it simply, my brother instigated your actions in making your brother your prisoner,” Dee told Thad. “Quite without you realizing it, of course. You thought it was your own idea, but it wasn’t! Not really!”

Thad was perfectly willing to believe this, as the feelings of doubt about this had been weighing on him from the moment Chad had been revived. “And just why would your brother want me to do this?” Thad asked, more curious than disbelieving.

“He gains mystical energy when he can get humans to tie up and sit on other humans against their will… just as you and your friends have been doing for months now.” replied Dee levelly. “Then he can gain even more power - *much* more – by showing up and sitting on the captive humans himself. The younger the humans, the better… as younger humans have more vital energy that he can absorb for his own.”

“If tying up boys and sitting on them is so evil that a demon is interested in it, why’d you ask us to do the same thing to you?” asked Chad.

“To answer the second question first, I obtain power when young humans sit on *me*!” replied Dee. “My brother is strictly a top, and I’m strictly a bottom. As for the first question, it’s not evil to tie someone up and sit on them or anything else if he *wants* you to do so – as I do. But as for Chad… the situation has been quite different. You and your friends have been keeping him tied up and sitting on him against his will for a long time now!”

“Not anymore,” Thad replied defensively. “Chad *likes*being tied up and sat on now. He told me so himself!”

“But it hasn’t been *all* consensual, has it?” Dee asked reasonably. Thad gulped and hung his head in shame; unable to answer aloud.

“Chad had some latent desire for bondage, it’s true,” Dee continued. “You fulfilled a need he’d never known he had, but then Devlin caused you and the others to become ever harsher to him until the situation suited his purposes. It’s not all your fault!”

“Well, it doesn’t matter anymore at any rate,” Thad asserted confidently. “I’m not going to keep Chad prisoner anymore, and nobody is gonna tie him up and sit on him again without his say-so!”

“Devlin isn’t going to let you end it so easily, Thad,” Dee said quietly.

“So what?” replied Thad with some conviction. “He can’t make us abuse Chad anymore if we don’t want to… especially after what you’ve just told us! Right?”

“Not quite!” replied Dee. For one thing, within ten minutes of the time I leave you, none of you will remember that this meeting ever took place! At the end of that time, you’ll wonder why you let Chad get untied. Then you and the Harris twins will tie him right back up and go back to torturing him as if none of this had ever happened!”

“No way!” Thad exclaimed in shock. The idea of this was so appalling that he actually lost bladder control for a few seconds!

“Yes way! I *ACK!* (Splutter!) Bleah! HEY!” Dee exclaimed as his face was subjected to a golden stream. “Watch where you’re going, Thad!!!”

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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:14 am

Hmm nice plot twist indeed, I think, when it comes to the saying "Knowledge is power."
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 24, 2010 2:38 pm

Chapter 53 – Thad’s Noble Sacrifice

Thad jumped to his feet is total dismay; looking contrite and quite embarrassed. “Aw, Jeez! I’m sorry, Dee!” he almost cried in tears in apology. “I didn’t mean pee on you!”

“It’s okay, Thad,” replied the angel with a wink, and abruptly all the pee Thad had let out vanished completely. “now, please sit back down and I’ll explain what I said.”

Thad quietly did as Dee asked, and the angel went on. “I know you don’t believe this now, but once I leave your sight that won’t make any difference anyway. As mystical beings, my brother and I make *no impression* on you mortals’ long-term memory. Everything that I’ve said and done will fade from your memories like most of your own dreams. You won’t even remember what was said and done with one another while I was with you except in a highly distorted fashion.”

“Well, how can I heed any warnings you give us now if we won’t even remember them?” Thad asked miserably.

“Well, sometimes you mortals do recall bits and pieces of your dreams after you wake up,” replied Dee. “I am hoping that all we’ve done since I first spoke to you will create some lasting impression on at least one of you – something on the order of: perhaps we should let Chad go! He’s had enough! Something like that! Your sitting on me should help, as it gives me some power that I may be able to use to counteract my brother’s hold upon your minds.”

“And if that doesn’t work?” asked Chad in justifiable concern.

“Then Thad and his friends will keep right on sitting on you and tormenting you until Devlin loses interest and moves on,” Dee replied levelly. “Unfortunately, this is unlikely to happen until either Thad has grown up or you’ve died from his neglect – again!”

Chad gulped; though he had no memory of being dead was sure he didn’t want to repeat that experience! “I sure don’t like the sound of that! But I’ve got an idea! How about if I leave right now while Thad and the twins stay with you? If I get a good enough head start, I can get clean away!”

“But what’ll happen to *us* if you do that?” objected Jim as Chad stood up to face the others.

“Yeah, once you forget what’s happened and find yourself free, you might go running to the police and have us all arrested for virtually kidnapping you!” added Henry.

Chad didn’t want that either; even if Thad had been more responsible for what he had been doing to him, he’d love him too much to want to see such a thing happen. He stood in front of Thad (who remaining kneeling on Dee’s chest) and look at him questioningly.

“Chad… I…” Thad began to say, then sopped in mute misery.

“What do you want me to do, Thad,” asked Chad quietly. “Just let you and your friends go back to making me your slave?”

Thad hung his head. “I… *choke*! No, Chad!” he finally replied quietly. “Do what you have to do Chad. But… while I’m still in my right mind, I just want to say… I’m sorry!”

Chad crouched down in front of his younger brother and gave him a gentle embrace. “No, Thad. I’m the one who should be sorry!” Chad told him gently, and sincerely. “If I hadn’t neglected you so badly after mom, dad, and sis died, maybe this Devlin character wouldn’t have been able to gain any hold on you, and we’d all be happier right now.”

The attempt at reassurance only seem to make Thad feel worse, and he began to cry as he hugged had back. “It doesn’t matter what this demon – or whatever he is – tempted me into doing!” he replied with deep regret in his voice. “The fact remains that I willfully tied you up and kept you prisoner all this time long after you ‘learned your lesson!’ I’ve done such horrible things to you and I feel so - so ashamed! I just want to die!”

“Don’t’ say that, Thad!” Chad chided his brother gently, and then ruffled his brother’s hair fondly before standing up again. “We’ll get out of this sticky mess we’re in somehow. I promise. We will be living like normal brothers again!”

Thad sniffed, and took a moment to compose himself; this was no time to cry like a little kid even though he certainly felt like one at the moment. “I – I love you, Chad! Now go! Get away before it’s too late!”

Chad gave a half-hearted wave and slowly walked away; not daring to look back for fear he’d lose the courage he needed for what he was planning to do.

“That was a very brave and unselfish thing you just did, Thad!” Dee complimented him.

“Yeah… one that’s probably going to land us in jail until we’re 21!” replied Jim mildly, though not angrily.

“Do you think I did the wrong thing Jim?” Thad asked quietly; not daring to turn to face the twins at this point.

“Hell, no dude!” Jim replied casually. “You’re just looking out for your brother. I can relate to that! I’d have done the same for Henry or Jonny; just as they’d do the same for me!” Jim paused with a heavy sigh. “But I still ain’t looking forward to going to jail!”

“Maybe Chad won’t call the police!” suggested Thad quietly but doubtfully; he sure would have were the situations reversed! “He loves me! Maybe he’ll try some other way to resolve our differences!”

“Yeah, right!” Jim replied with as much doubt in his voice as Thad felt in his heart.

“Get real, Thad!” added Henry, who had perhaps missed the subtlety of Thad’s tones. “Think about it! Not only have you kept him prisoner for several months, but you did it with the help of no fewer than eight completely willing accomplices! If it was just you, he might feel he could deal with you. As is, he won’t dare just go home and wait for you without telling anyone! He’d be afraid we’d gang up on him and tie him up again.”

“But I had no choice, guys!” Thad replied sorrowfully as he idly began flicking Dee’s nose without thinking about it. “It was the right thing to do! Chad deserves a chance to be free after all we’ve done to him. Besides, I’d rather go to jail than continue to be some – tool – of some demonic pervert who wants me to continue tormenting my own brother!”

“Don’t sweat it, Thad!” Jim told him mildly. “Henry and I agree with you! It’s just that no one is going to believe we were* influenced by some demon. Hell, we won’t believe it ourselves if Dee here is right and we forget all this. We’ll go to jail without even knowing why we did what we did to Chad. Hell, we won’t even be sorry for it, either!”

“I know,” Thad replied as he idly went from flicking Dee’s nose to squeezing it tightly shut while hand-gagging him – all without a hint of protest from his victim. “In fact, despite what Dee here has told us, I still feel a really strong desire to chase after Chad, knock him down, tie him up, and torment him!” At this point Thad began slapping Dee’s face, while apparently completely oblivious that he was doing so. “I wanna laugh while I make him cry, and…”

Thad suddenly seemed to become aware of what he was doing to Dee and stopped, looking contrite… but the tied-up angel merely smiled back in pleasure.

“Isn’t there something you can do, Dee?” Thad asked desperately. “You have powers too! Can’t you use them to help us out of this mess?”

“I wish I could, Thad!” Dee replied with honest regret. “But currently my powers are far too weak to oppose Devlin’s. He’s had months absorbing energy from your acts of keeping you brother prisoner – especially from sitting on him. He sat on Chad himself for early an entire day during his visit. You and your friends haven’t supplied me with nearly as much energy as yet. Also, Devlin isn’t restrained by an inability to act against a mortal boy’s will – as *I* am. And I fear that is about to greatly complicate matters!”

*****

Chad was completely bewildered. One moment it was night and he was hanging by his wrists in mute misery from a tree branch, and the next thing he knew it was morning, he was free, and he was at the far edge of the field next to the house. He was standing in his boxer shorts beside the huge jumble of boulders he and Thad used to use to practice rock climbing in happier days. He felt better than he had in weeks, and all signs of recent privation had disappeared from his body as if they had never been there!

And he was completely free!

Chad had no idea how he got here or where Thad and the others were, but he had a gut feeling that Thad was out of the house at the moment. All he’d have to do was cross the pasture and climb over the fence and he’d be at the house. He didn’t have a key though, and Chad was sure that his brother had locked all the doors and windows, but it was too cold out to get anywhere else as poorly dressed as he was. He needed some clothes, fast!

Chad approached the house and began to circle it, hoping to find a way to get inside without having to break a window or smash down a door. To his surprise, he found a window in the back of the house slightly ajar. That was certainly unusual; especially at *this* time of year. But rather than look a gift horse in the mouth, Chad immediately began to climb in through it.

He was completely unaware of the boys who waited inside the house on either side of the window, waiting for him to do just that!


They had seen him coming while he was crossing the field and deliberately opened the window a crack just so they could grab Chad while he was too busy trying to climb in to defend himself. Their plan worked to perfection; the moment Chad was halfway in through the window (and before he knew anyone was about), Todd, Barry, and Kelly grabbed him, manhandled him inside, wrestled him to the floor, and pinned him down while Jonny, Tim, and Phil gleefully clapped the handcuffs and leg-cuffs on him.

Chad struggled hard, but it was all over within seconds! Barry held down Chad’s legs while Phil locked the leg cuffs on them. Todd was sitting on the back of Chad’s thighs and firmly holding Chad’s wrists behind his back while Tim placed handcuffs on them.

“Get off me, you damned punks!” Chad yelled; no longer feeling even the slightest bit subservient to Thad’s young friends. “This is MY house! You have no right to do this!”

“Shut up and lay there quietly if you know what’s good for you!” Kelly snapped as he straddled Chad’s upper back – pinning Chad’s shoulders with his knees and shoving his face down to the floor by pushing the back of his head. Then Jonny grabbed a towel and gagged a still furiously-struggling Chad with it.

When this still proved insufficient to break Chad’s apparently newfound spirit, the six boys gleefully set about trying to break it again.

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Nov 24, 2010 11:51 pm

Chapter 54 – A Deal with the Devil’s Brother

“I’m afraid I have some bad news,” Dee abruptly told Thad and the twins. “Your over-eager friends were apparently waiting for you back at your house. They saw Chad returning home alone and free, so they ambushed him and recaptured him!”

“Oh no!” groaned Chad who, along with the twins, were still sitting on Dee. “We’ve got to get back over there and set them straight so they’ll let him go!”

“But Thad… you’ll forget that you *want* to set Chad free by the time you can get there!” Jim pointed out.

“Without Dee around, we’ll probably all just go right back to sitting on Chad and tormenting the crap out of him!” added Henry almost regretfully.

“Dee, what if you come with us so that we won’t forget!” asked Thad. “You can tell them what’s going on yourself!”

“I don’t think it will work, Thad!” Dee replied. “Devlin has had months to deepen his influence on all of you… especially you, Kelly, Todd, and Barry. I’d have to stay around you for weeks or even months to counteract Devlin’s influence enough so that your desire to free Chad would last after I’m gone!”

“Then you can stay with us!” Thad pleaded desperately. “I’ll keep you tied up and sit on you all you want – just like I’ve been doing to Chad! I’ll do whatever you want for as long as you want! Please! I can’t bear the thought of going back and hurting my brother!”

“To be tied up and sat on indefinitely! Now *that’s* an offer no one could refuse!” Jim commented dryly.

“Actually, it *is* a highly-tempting offer… to me,” Dee pointed out. “I’ve *love* to take Chad’s place as the object of your… attentions! It would benefit me more than you could possibly understand!”

Dee paused as if in thought, and for a moment Thad dared hope that the mysterious boy would agree to his odd proposal. “But I can’t accept,” Dee continued with sincere regret. “My brother has influenced many other groups of boys besides your own. I must find them all and try to reduce his hold over all of them as well!”

For the first time since he’d removed his clothes, Thad felt a chill. Being around Dee made him feel as warm as if it were mid-summer rather than late fall, despite the chilly wind and his state of nakedness. But the thought that his brother might die again – die because of *him* - made him feel cold all over. He had to do something!

*****

“Get *off* of me, God damn you!” Chad snarled to his tormentors the moment they removed his gag to interrogate him. He gave up trying to struggle; with his hands and feet securely bound and with six boys sitting on top of him, he knew he’d just tire himself out for nothing. But that didn’t stop him from protesting despite an equal lack of results.

Kelly, kneeling-sitting on Chad’s chest wearing nothing but a par of gym shorts, simply slapped Chad’s face several times in reply.

“You’ve got no right to do this to me!” Chad continued undaunted by this torture. “Most especially not inside my own house! Get off me, let me go, and get out of here!”

“He sure doesn’t seem like the passive slave he seemed to be these last couple of weeks, does he?” Kelly asked the others while pointedly ignoring Chad’s bursts of outrage.

“He must’ve been faking all along,” speculated Todd, who was straddling Chad’s midriff right behind Kelly and glaring over his shoulder down at their captive. “Maybe he thought he could lure Thad into a false sense of security… until…”

“You think Chad did something to Thad when they were along together so he could escape?” asked Barry, who was straddling Chad’s belly.

“That’s impossible!” protested Jonny, who was all the way back on Chad’s ankles with Tim and Phil in front of him. “Thad had Jim and Henry here with him this morning. There’s no way Chad could have overwhelmed Thad with my brothers around!”

“Well, I guess there’s only one way to find out what happened!” replied Todd. “Let’s just beat a confession out of Chad!”

The other five boys sitting on top of Chad thought that was a great idea. Chad’s vote didn’t count, of course!

“All right, Chad! Talk if you don’t want us to hurt you!” Kelly said to their captive as he bent forward with his hands fat upon his knees. “How did you escape? Where’s Thad?”

Thad opened his mouth to reply sullenly, and paused… and his eyes glazed over in sheer puzzlement.

“Well?” Kelly asked coldly.

“I – I have no idea!” Chad replied blankly.

“What?” Kelly snarled in total disbelief. “All right, punk! If it’s torture you want, it’s torture you’ll get!!!”

*****

“You mean other kids are going around tying up other boys and sitting on them just like we’ve been doing to Chad?” Thad asked Dee in astonishment.

“Scattered groups here and there,” Dee replied. Oh, kids commonly tie one another up just for kicks, I suppose. Perhaps many even torment their tied up victims somewhat. But it’s the continual sitting on their victims against that victim’s will that indicates Devlin’s influence, because that’s the most essential element of all for him!”

“How many other kids do you suppose there are doing this sort of thing?” asked Jim.

“I’m not sure how many separate groups there are in all doing this as a direct result of Devlin’s influence,” replied Dee. “However, I’d be surprised if there were less than a thousand separate boys of all ages in the same fix your brother is in. Some perhaps have been trapped in such captivity for years! And they *all* need my help for any hope of possible rescue from their bondage!”

“So what can you do for any of them that you can’t do for Chad now?” asked Henry.

Dee looked nonplussed. “I – I’m not sure yet,” he replied uncertainly. “But I’ll think of something… eventually.”

“That doesn’t sound very reassuring.” Thad replied bleakly; wishing he could think of a way to convince this boy to stay a while longer and help him.

“I’m afraid that it’s the only answer that I have at the moment,” Dee answered. “Now then, please get off me and free my hands and feet and let me go. There is an orphan boy in Georgia named Hank who has been kept tied up inside a tree-house and sat on by a group of boys for something like sixteen months now…”

“Huh? Wait a minute!” Thad said without complying as a glimmer of a desperate plan came to him. “Why do you need *us* to set you free? With all the mystical power you have at your command, why can’t you just will yourself to be free? If you can resurrect Chad, freeing yourself from a set of handcuffs and leg-cuffs should be a breeze!”

“When I let mortal boys like you bind me, I’m as helpless to free myself as any real boy would be,” Dee answered patiently as a glimmer of doubt appeared in his eyes. “It is a necessary side-effect of being able to harness mystical energy from the act of being tied up and sat on in the first place. Now then… would you *please* let me go now?”

Thad made no move to do so, but simply looked down at Dee thoughtfully as an evil smile slowly spread across his face. “Soooo… that means that until we take those cuffs off of you, you just as much my prisoner as Chad has been, huh?” he asked quietly.

Dee sighed, even though his need to breathe air was non-existent. “Yes,” he said with quiet dignity, knowing now what was to come next.

“So, what’s your freedom worth to you?” Thad asked mildly.

*****

Chad was locked into an intensive leg crunch; his wrists cuffed behind his back and the back of his knees tied closely to his upper arms. He lay on his back while Todd and Barry added to his misery by sitting on the backs of his legs. The pressure on his back and the pain in his legs were indescribable.

“Are you going to tell us how you escaped and what you did to Thad now?” Barry asked without pity for his victim’s evident suffering.

“I swear that I don’t know!” Chad gasped out; it was very difficult to talk now, as this torture was crushing all the air right out of him. “After falling asleep last night, the next thing I remember is wandering around the pasture behind the house!”

“Again, Jonny!” Barry called out.

Jonny stepped forward with ping pong paddle in hand and began swatting Chad’s bare, vulnerable butt with it as hard and as fast as he could. Chad’s cries of pain and yells for pain were completely ignored by the boys sitting on his legs, and only seemed to incite the boy swatting his behind to redouble his efforts. Chad’s behind was becoming even redder than his face – and rawer.

“Make him stop!” Chad pleaded. “He’s whacking my BALLS!”

“Isn’t that basically what a ping pong paddle is for?” asked Todd unsympathetically.

“Jonny can paddle your ass for a long time without tiring, Chad!” added Barry. “And even when he *does* tire, Tim and Phil are ready to take his place.”

“Aw, can’t we just join in now?” asked Tim pleadingly, holding a paddle of his own as he stood on one side of them.

“Please?” added Phil from the other side.

“Aw, okay,” consented Todd without much reluctance.

“Yay!” Tim and Phil cried, and joined Jonny in alternately swatting Chad’s behind.

Chad’s cries were considerably louder and less joyful.

However, after a while, even the three young tormentors’ energy and enthusiasm for torturing Chad flagged, and they had to stop and rest. Todd grabbed one on the paddles and, from where he sat on Chad’s thighs, resumed the job himself. Chad soon decided he’d gone from the frying pan into the fire. Todd was older and considerably stronger than Jonny and his friends… a natural result of time well-spent chopping firewood at home. Chad would have gladly told his tormentors anything they wanted to know, if he only could have. With that option unavailable to him, Chad was forced to out on a brave front and act defiantly; calling Todd and Barry every vile name he could think of.

This impressed his tormentors but did not discourage them from their torture one whit.

*****

“So do we have a deal?” Thad asked his unusual captive. “=You’ll come with us and help us tell the others to leave Chad alone from now on? And in exchange you can visit whenever you wish and we’ll sit on you all you want!”

“It *would* be good to have a place where I can strengthen myself freely,” Dee replied thoughtfully. “Very well, Thad. The terms are acceptable to me. We have a deal.”

“Great!” replied Thad as he and the twins stood up and stepped away from the angel. “As soon as we get out clothes back on, we’ll be on our wa-ahhhh!”

Thad cried out because his clothes abruptly appeared on him seemingly of their own volition. The twins yelled at the same time as their own clothes magically appeared on them. The whole process of dressing of virtually instantaneous. Captive or not, the boy angel was apparently free to use his powers – as long as their use did not involve his trying to renege on his deal.

“I figured you’d want to save time,” Dee pointed out.

“Okay, Dee, let’s go,” Thad replied as he and the twins helped the angel to his feet.

“We could walk faster if you took these cuffs and hobbles of me,” Dee pointed out without rancor.

“Not until we’re home and have gotten Chad free!” Thad insisted.

“Just be glad we don’t insist on putting Chad’s collar and leash on you too,” Jim added with a smirk.

Dee acted scandalized. “You don’t trust me?” he asked incredulously. “I assure you that I am an entity of my word! And while we delay, your friends are torturing your brother!”

I’m sorry, Dee,” Thad replied with honest contrition, “but I just can’t take ay chances. This is much too important to me. Please understand.”

“It’s okay, Thad,” Dee replied without any sign of recrimination. “I’m actually glad that you’re so concerned for your brother now. And it *would* be fun for me to be your prisoner for real for a good long while if there were not so many other matters that require my attention.”

“Well, any time that your powers need a boost, you know where to find me!” replied Thad as looped his own left arm through Dee’s right and began to march him home.

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Nov 25, 2010 9:26 am

Good continuations! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Nov 26, 2010 11:28 am

Chapter 55 - *Who* Are You Again?

“Take it off!” Chad pleaded desperately as he lay naked on the cold, hard cellar floor. “Please! Take it off!”

“Nope!” replied Todd remorselessly as he dropped another rock into the metal pail, causing it to sink even lower. The pail, now half-full, was tied to a rope that was slung over the copper pipe overhead and stretched tautly down to where it was tied to Chad’s most precious area. “Until you finally talk, I’m going to keep adding weight to this pail. So you’d better talk soon, before your nuggets get pulled off!” Todd gently tugged on the pail to emphasize his point; sending waves of excruciating pain throughout Chad’s body. His screams were heart-rending; or would be almost anywhere else. But his tormentors merely continued to torture him without pity.

“Talk; or I’ll stomp on your belly rather than just stand on it,” Kelly threatened. He’d been standing atop Chad’s belly for several minutes already, and as the boy was about Chad’s own size this added considerably to Chad’s torment.

“And *I’ll* start grinding your face with my foot,” Barry warned him as he gently planted the sole of his bare foot upon Chad’s face. Chad tried to turn his face away, but the heavy cinder blocks placed beside his head on either side made this impossible.

“But I don’t know where Thad is!” Chad insisted for at least the hundredth time. “I didn’t do *anything* to him! Honest!”

“And why should we believe that?” asked Barry as he pressed his foot down on Chad’s nose with gradually increasing pressure.

“Do you think I’d harm my own kid brother?” Chad asked in anguish. “Even after all he’s done to me, I still love him! Can’t you bastards understand that?!”

“Sure we understand it!” replied Todd as he dropped another rock into the pail and added to Chad’s agony still further. “We just don’t believe it!”

Chad began to yell louder, and Barry attempted to foot-gag him. This only made Chad wail even louder as it felt like Barry was starting to crush his nose. At the same time, Kelly began carrying out his weight to tromp on Chad’s belly, and Todd added yet more rocks to the pail. Chad began screaming and wouldn’t stop!!!
*****

“It’ll take at least a half hour to take Dee back to the house, hobbled as he is,” Thad told the Harris twins. “You guys can run there in less than five minutes. Would you hurry on ahead and stop the others from torturing Chad any further?”

“If you want us to, Thad,” said Jim. “But are you sure you can handle Dee by yourself?”

“Yeah, he’s bigger than you,” added Henry. “If he manages to get his hands free…”

“I don’t think he’ll try to escape,” Thad replied. “I honestly believe he *can’t* try. So you two go on ahead… I’ll be fine!”

The twins agreeably hurried on ahead and were soon out of sight.

“They’re both going to betray you one day,” Dee told Thad without warning as Chad continued to urge him along.

“Huh?” Thad asked in bewilderment. “What are you talking about?”

“Someday soon, the twins are going to turn the tables on you, tie you up, and sit on *you* as well as on Chad,” Dee replied in warning. “Probably indefinitely!”

“I don’t believe it,” Thad insisted, but not with total conviction. “They haven’t shown one hint of treachery to me yet!”

“They have already discussed it, but decided against it because they see no advantage to it yet,” Dee replied with total confidence. “But Devlin will see to it that someday they will see an advantage in doing do and seize the next opportunity that comes along! Having the lead tormentor become the victim of his own accomplices is one of my brother’s favorite ploys. He thinks it’s… funny! So if you do not break the cycle soon, you could wind up being tied up and tormented right alongside your poor brother!”

Thad bristled angrily. “I think you’re just trying to spook me!” he accused Dee.

Dee looked insulted and held up his head in lofty disdain. “I hope you’re not implying that I am lying to you!” he replied in an aggrieved tone; clearly insulted. “I am an angel! I *never* lie! In fact, I *can’t* lie, any more than you mortals can flap your arms and fly! Torture me all you want… I quite enjoy *that*! But *please* don’t insult me!”

Thad looked at Dee uncertainly, and then tentatively apologized.

*****

The Harris twins could hear Chads cries of pain all the way from the boulder pile in the pasture that Chad himself had passed on his way to his house. It sounded like the others were having fun all right. Still remembering why they had come, the twins continued to run as fast as they could toward the house rather than walk forward cautiously as Chad had done.

Chad sure could holler, the twins decided. It as a good thing for his tormentors that the house was as isolated as it was. No way could those yells go unheard if there had been any neighbors within a half mile of the place, or if there were any passers-by on foot along the adjacent road. Even so, it was a miracle – perhaps a diabolical one rather than a divine one – that he hadn’t been heard and the commotion investigated long before this!

The twins hurried into the house, pinpointed the source of the yells to the cellar, and hurried down there. The other boys were naked or in their undershorts. Chad was hanging upside from the ceiling pipe, while Todd was kneeing him brutally in the face, which was only a bit over two feet above the floor at the time. “Look! It’s Jim and Henry!” he called out to the others gleefully, but without pausing in his torturing of Chad. “They’ll know how to get some straight answers out of this fool!”

“Knock it off!” Jim told Todd sternly. “Thad sent us to tell you to quit torturing Chad!”

“He did?” Todd asked disbelievingly as he paused. “What for?”

“He’s bringing home a special guest,” Henry replied. “He’s got something important to tell us!”

“What about?” Barry asked belligerently; he decided he didn’t want to stop torturing Chad whether Thad was okay or not.

“Uhhh… I dunno!” Henry replied with some hesitancy – which was highly unusual for him. “You’ll find out when they get here. Meanwhile, we’re supposed to untie Chad and let him do whatever he wants to.”

“What?” Are you serious?!” Barry asked with the tone of voice that implied he’d rather fight the twins together by himself rather than do such a thing.

“Of course we’re…” Jim started to say before trailing off. A look of sheer befuddlement crossed his face, and he turned to look at his twin, who looked equally befuddled. Barry looked at them both like they had gone crazy and stepped back a pace in case of a trick.

“Uh, bro’… What were we just talking about?” Jim asked his brother quizzically.

“Damn if *I* know!” replied Henry, scratching the back of his head in puzzlement.

Barry was also puzzled, but lost much of his belligerence toward the twins when they no longer talked about setting Chad free. In fact, they now removed their own clothes and began to help the others to torture him too!

*****

“Nice house!” Dee told Thad as the hose final came into view as they entered the pasture and began to cross it. “Nice location too.”

“I’ve always liked it,” Thad relied with some pride as they approached the boulders in the middle of the pasture.

“This is exactly the kind of place where Devlin likes to seek his victims,” Dee continued conversationally. “Nice and isolated so that no one can hear a tormented boy’s screams of pain, cries for help, or pleas for mercy.”

Thad frowned. “For an angel, you sure can be a *prick*!” Thad groused sullenly.

Dee simply shrugged his shoulders and continued onward as fast as his hobbles would allow; which was somewhat faster for him than for any other boy forced to wear them because he could walk at full pace indefinitely without being tired. It had taken them only half the time to get here as Thad had previously estimated.

Thad and Dee entered the house through the back door. It was strangely quiet, and no one was in sight. “Where is everyone?” Thad asked in puzzlement. “I exceed them all to be waiting for us by the door, at least.”

“They’re all upstairs, in your brother’s room,” Dee replied with casual certainty.

“What are they doing up there?” Thad asked in annoyance.

“The same thing they’ve been doing every *other* time they’ve been in there,” Dee replied bluntly.

“Fuck!” Thad swore.

“Yes, that’s *one* of the things they’re doing!” Dee retorted mildly.

Thad practically dragged an unresisting Dee up the stairs to put an end to that! To his horror, Chad was lying flat on his back in bed – his legs spread apart and secured over his head to the same bedposts his arms were tied to. A buck-naked Phil was straddling Chad’s face – his arms and shoulders braced by Chad’s tied legs. Jonny and Tim were sitting on the backs of Chad’s thighs. Barry was behind them all, gripping Chad by his bent hips and thrusting in and out with his…

“Stop that!” Thad yelled angrily.

The others were surprised but meekly complied with Thad’s wishes.

“My God!” Thad moaned in quiet misery as he proceeded to untie Chad from his extremely uncomfortable position. “I caused all this?”

“Well, at least you can truthfully say the devil made you do it!” Dee told him mildly.

“Aw, are we done torturing Chad already?” asked a disappointed Phil. “I like sitting on his face!”

“No worries. You can sit on *my* face,” Dee offered. “I *like* it.”

“But it’s not as much fun that way!” Phil retorted in continued disappointment.

“Beats having nobody to sit on doesn’t it?” asked Dee with a smile.

Seeing the wisdom of this, Phil casually pushed Dee down onto his back on the floor and bean to sit on his face. Within moments, his look of disappointment vanished. It was soon obvious from his reaction that Dee wasn’t just passively lying there, because Phil was laughing and squirming like he was being tickled by something unseen.

And he was.

Thad finished getting his brother untied and asked him if he was all right.

“Yeah,” Chad replied with relief. “Jeez! Everything Dee told us was for real! By the time I got here, I’d forgotten all about him! So did the Harris twins shortly after they arrived. It was *their* idea to bring me up here in ‘more comfortable’ surroundings than the cellar to torment me. They were just resuming their torturing me when you arrived. Now that I remember everything again, the whole thing seems like a weird nightmare!

“Unfortunately, the nightmare is still ongoing,” Dee warned them as Jonny and Tim began sitting on him. “The cycle must be broken soon, or it will indeed be a nightmare for all of you!”

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Sat Nov 27, 2010 10:41 am

Chapter 56 – Trying To Work Things Out

Dee explained everything to Thad’s friends, some of whom were sitting on top of him at the time and the others stood by while Thad and Chad themselves sat on the edge of Chad’s bed watching the others. Unnoticed by themselves, they both had expressions of yearning on their faces – but what the yearned for was different or each of them. Thad wanted to sit on Dee too, or go back to sitting on Chad; while Chad found himself wanting to be sat on by the others again. However, both boys keep the knowledge of such desires to themselves.

“So everything we’ve been doing to Chad these last few months was instigated by some frigging demon?” Kelly asked Dee as he sat on the latter’s chest, squeezing the angel’s face between his thighs. “Come on, man! That sounds like the plot of a very badly written porn story if you ask me! This is reality here!”

“But now that you know, aren’t you shocked by all the mean things you did to Chad?”
Dee asked quietly.

“Well… yeah,” Kelly reluctantly agreed with a visible shudder. “I never thought I was capable of being that mean to anyone. Of course, he *did* call me a nigger…”

“Probably something Devlin influenced him to do so you’d be angry and easier for him to manipulate into tormenting Chad in revenge,” Dee pointed out.

“Well, we didn’t treat Chad all that much worse than we treated a number of other kids we’ve bullied over the years,” Jim admitted with only a trace of embarrassment. “We just did it much more persistently with Chad.”

“It… it feels weird watching you guys sitting on someone else instead of me for a change,” Chad suddenly told the others softly.

“Well, we can’t all fit on Dee, so are you volunteering, Chad?” Thad asked with a smile. He meant it as a joke, but was astonished when his brother nodded eagerly in the affirmative and grabbed some rope for Thad to tie him up with.

With some help from the others, Chad was laid down on the floor next to Dee. Dee’s left wrist was cuffed to the leg of a dresser drawer, Chad’s right wrist was cuffed to the leg of his equally heavy bed, and their remaining wrists cuffed to each other. Then the nine boys divided themselves among their two captives. Thad of course took place of honor upon his own older brother’s chest.

“There you go, Chad! Do you feel more comfortable now?” he asked jokingly.

“Yes I do… especially as long as you’re one of the ones sitting on me,” replied Chad without hesitation. “Isn’t that weird? Especially after all of the effort I put into trying to escape, and now I *want* you to sit on me!”

“Do you think that might be a lingering effect of Devlin’s influence?” Thad asked Dee.

“It’s hard to say,” relied Dee. “There was probably always some latent desire inside your brother which recent events have brought to the surface. But Chad, letting yourself be tied up and sat on again is only going to make it harder for you to escape Devlin’s influence on you later on.”

“But being sat on feels so good!” Chad said with a sigh.

So does sitting on you,” said Thad with a grin.

“I’m sure I’d enjoy this a lot if Devlin didn’t want to make it a 24/7 kind of thing for me!” continued Chad.

“That’s why doing it at all is such a bad idea,” warned Dee. “If you give Devlin even the slightest wedge, he’ll use to totally enslave you all again.”

“But you had us chain you up and sit on top of you too,” Kelly pointed out.

“Because it benefits me quite nicely without harming anyone else,” Dee reminded him.
“But doing it to Chad now will only help to reinforce the habit of sitting on him again once I finally leave.”

“So how about it if we just keep you tied up here and keep right on sitting on you instead of Chad for as long as it takes to effect a cure?” asked Kelly reasonably.

“Please don’t!” Dee almost pleaded. “Though personally I would *love* to stay here indefinitely, I have other duties to perform… other boys in bondage to help.”

“I don’t care about all that right now, Dee!” Thad replied. “Chad and I need you right here! So you’re staying whether you like it or not.”

“Thad, think for a moment,” Dee asked Thad without a trace of anger or outrage. “Where would Chad be right now if I hadn’t come to help you today? What would you be doing right now?”

Thad suddenly remembered the sense of utter despair that had gripped him like a vise only a few hours before. His brother was dead, it was entirely his fault, and life had lost all meaning or appeal for him. The darkness that had smothered him would have surely made life unendurable had it been allowed to persist. For a while, he had desperately wanted to die! Thad didn’t answer aloud, but mutely hung his head in shame as tears flowed from his eyes. Had someone somehow stopped Dee from coming to help Chad…

Thad looked down at his brother – now miraculously alive and looking happily back up at him – and Dee relentlessly drove home his point. “So where would you and Chad be if the last group of boys I helped decided to keep me tied up for just a while longer? What if there’s another abused boy out there *right now* who needs his own resuscitation?”

Overwhelmed by guilt, Thad promptly decided to let Dee go. He and his brother would have to find some way to work out their problems on their own.

I’m sorry I tried to keep you prisoner here longer than you wanted to be, Dee,” Thad told the angel as he was set free of his bonds. “Will you ever forgive me?

“There’s nothing to forgive, Thad,” Dee assured him sincerely. “It was a pleasant stay for me, and I haven’t tatted here so long as to jeopardize my next mission. And I may return again someday if you’re willing to show me more of the same hospitality as before.”

“If he won’t, I will!” Jonny offered quickly.

“What about you, Chad?” Dee asked the older boy, who’d been released at the same time. “Will you leave and try to get help while there’s no one else to interfere with you, so that Thad and the others don’t enslave you again if they feel so inclined once I’m gone?”

“What are the chances that they’ll remember enough of all this so that they *won’t* feel so inclined?” Chad asked him.

“I’d say only about 15%,” Dee answered without a pause to think about it.

“Well then, since the chances aren’t *zero*, I think I’ll stay here and take my chances with the others,” he replied. This surprised everyone except probably Dee himself, and their estimation of his character rose somewhat in the process. Dee now estimated that the chances of success had risen to about 25% because of this, but decided I might be counter-productive to mention this; especially as Chad was still talking.

“It’s not Thad’s fault what happened, nor that of any of the others,” Chad pointed out. “If they’ve been strongly influenced by some demon, it wouldn’t be fair to them if I went for help now. They’d be thrown into jail or reform school for sure now; and since I wouldn’t remember the truth there’d be no hope of any reconciliation with Thad. They’d be the victims of what Devlin has done as much as I’ve been up to now. And I’d feel totally responsible for what happened because of my neglect of Thad. I couldn’t live with that!”

“That’s a brave and generous decision as well as a risky one, Chad,” Dee complimented him. “I wish you the best of luck.”

And with that, Dee was gone as if he was never there.

The next step for Thad and Chad was to get everyone else to leave as quickly as possible.

“Why do *we* have to leave too?” Tim asked plaintively. “I wanna see what happens next!” his sentiment was echoed by Phil and Jonny.

The older boys caught on more quickly. “We’re leaving so that when our memories of Dee fade, we won’t gang up on Chad again!” Jim told him. “His chances of staying reconciled with Thad will be lots better if they’re alone together.”

“Maybe we should tie up Thad then,” Tim suggested as they were hustled out the front door. “After all, he managed to tie Chad up without any help from in the first place!”

“Maybe Tim has a point there,” Thad told his brother as they leisurely walked into the kitchen and sat down at opposite sides of the table to confer. “Maybe you *should* tie me up first in case I try to attack you, or...”

“No!” Chad decided firmly. “Our only hope of beating this curse is to face each other alone as *equals* - and discussing this problem rationally. That will never happen if you find yourself tied up and alone with me, with no memory of how that happened. Perhaps if we keep talking long enough about all the problems between us that started this whole mess and work them out to our mutual satisfaction, maybe this Devlin character will lose his hold over us. Maybe he’ll even lose interest in us and go elsewhere for his amusement and leave us alone from now on.”

“So what are we going to do to make things right?” asked Thad quietly. “I don’t feel like making any demands after everything that’s happened.”

“Well, for starters, I promise never to drink any alcohol ever again,” Chad promised. “And I… I… you know, you really have a nice body there, Thad.” His eyes were roaming all over Thad’s body, which was still shirtless. “I wish I was as athletic as you are,” Thad mused with a rueful sigh and a smile.

“Uhh, thanks, I guess…” Thad replied blankly. What were they just discussing, anyway?

“You have such neat legs, and a nice ass,” Chad continued with a frank admiration of his kid brother he’d never noticed before. “Hey, you wanna sit on me?”

“Of course!” replied Thad readily. “But aren’t we straying from the subject?”

“Uhhh… I forgot what we were talking about…” Chad admitted ruefully as he scratched the back of his head in puzzlement.

Hey!” Thad exclaimed in alarm. “How’d your hands get free? Why aren’t you tied up?”

Chad looked at his free hands like he had never seen them before and didn’t quite know what to do with them now that he noticed them. He just waved them around randomly as if moving them was a totally unfamiliar and rather unpleasant experience. “Huh? I – I don’t have any idea!” Chad replied, almost in a panic.

“Well, let’s get you tied up god and tight again - *fast*!” Thad exclaimed as he hurried off to find something to tie his brother with.

“Uhhh… okay,” Chad replied agreeably as he remained where he was; as if unable to figure out how to move for himself unless told what to do.

Thad returned with some rope and told Chad to remove all of his clothes. Now given a purpose, Chad’s hands almost moved of their own accord to comply with Thad’s wishes, and once Chad was naked crossed themselves behind Chad’s back to await being tied up. Thad immediately tied his brother to the kitchen chair he was sitting in with practiced ease; taking a mere five minutes before Chad was nice and secure.

“There!” Thad smiled as he finished tying the last knot around Chad’s ankle and stood up again to admire his handiwork. “You’re tied good and tight now.”

“Thanks Thad,” Chad replied with total sincerity. “Man, it felt so weird being loose like that. I didn’t know where to put my arms and legs! It was so – so *uncomfortable*! But I feel lots better now!”

“Well, don’t worry about it now, Chad,” Chad assured him with a smile as he removed his own remaining clothing and sat in his brother’s lap facing him. “I’ll see to it that you’re free to move ever again!”

“You’re so good to me, Thad!” Chad told him with perfect honesty. “I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.”

“Hopefully you’ll never have to find out,” Thad replied with a chuckle as he fondly rubbed noses with Chad and tousled his brother’s hair playfully. Then there were few words spoken as the two boys passionately kissed each other; the tongues of each exploring the insides of the others’ mouth for long moments…

Thad finally broke off his kiss, stood up, and held his dick (which was definitely awake by then). “Wanna suck?” he asked his brother with an eager smile.

Chad’s smile was even more eager than his brother’s. “Do bears poop in the woods?”

Thad climbed up onto the chair and then onto his brother’s shoulders. His groin now in Chad’s face, he guided his dick into his brother’s mouth, and hugged his brother around the shoulders as he began to move in and out repeatedly. It would have been difficult for any witnesses to tell who are enjoying himself more.

Unnoticed by either boy in his passion, the chair and its oblivious occupants began to rock increasingly back and forth with Thad’s movements. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Thad cried with each thrust, and the chair rocked further and further back and forth with each oh. But the activity was soon too much, and Thad’s last ‘Oh!’ became an ‘Uh oh!’ as the chair toppled all the way backward with a crash.

Thad wound up kneeling on Chad’s chest while Chad was lying on his back with his still-tied legs suspended in the air. “Chad! Are you okay?” Thad asked with genuine concern as he arched backward to free Chad of his live penis gag.

“I think my wrists got scraped a little, but that’s about it,” Chad replied with a grin. “How about you?”

“Ow!” Thad replied as h moved himself to find out – having been too concerned for his brother to notice his own condition for a moment. “I think I banged my knees landing on them like that! And I think you gave me bite marks on my dick, too!”

“Well, let me kiss it and make it all better!” Chad replied merrily.

“You’re really something, you know that, Chad?” Thad replied with a happy laugh as he complied without hesitation.

“Umm-hmm!” Chad replied incoherently but just as happily. He loved his brother so much!

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Nov 29, 2010 9:07 am

Good continuations and good drawings.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Mon Nov 29, 2010 1:53 pm

Chapter 57 – ‘Tis The Season


Chad’s relationship with his brother and the other boys pretty well resumed right where it had left off before Thad had punished him with an overnight exile to the outside. They got steadily crueler to him, but nowhere near as badly as they had been before and not to the point past Chad’s own endurance or desire (perhaps a lingering effect of Dee’s brief visit). But it was definitely a master/slave relationship, and Chad never spent a single waking moment completely untied, and it was rare when Thad or one of the other others was not with him and actively tormenting him.

Chad wasn’t entirely happy anymore, but neither was he in terror or despair or meekly in compliance with the wishes of the others. The situation was pretty much the way it had begun months earlier, with Chad acting his usual whiney, complaining self while the other boys did whatever they wished to him. But though they played rather roughly with him, they did not seriously hurt him or neglect him as they had been before.

Each of the other boys invented a favorite game they liked to play with Chad. Kelly would make Chad go outside clad in just his underwear and boots, gagged, hobbled, hands cuffed behind him, and placed far out in the backyard. Kelly would then chase Chad with a whip and beat him without any mercy until Chad managed to fund his way back into the house. He would have blindfolded Chad too, but this was deemed too hazardous for Chad – and Kelly believed in giving Chad a sporting chance.

Phil liked to hang Chad up by all fours from the ceiling and swat him hard and repeatedly in the butt with ping pong paddles. Tim liked to hang Chad up by all fours as well, but rather than swat his ass, he liked to warm it over a fire until Chad had toasted buns. Barry liked to tie Chad in extremely uncomfortable positions and stick rectal thermometers into him – and leave the things in far longer than they were originally intended to be left. Todd set up a pulley over the toilet so that he could dunk Chad’s head into it every day. Jonny performed the favorite trick he’d shown Chad the day they met; tying a rope around Chad’s jewels as then tugging on the rope as long and as hard as he could.

Jim and Henry continued to train Chad in performing all of the regular household chores like a servant, and also in various pleasure-giving techniques. When the twins weren’t around to train Chad, some of the other boys gladly filled in for them. When Chad performed his duties well, he was spared the worst tortures (like being hung upside down by his ankles and whipped), but he was still sat upon for hours every night while he gave each of his many masters his daily (or sometimes twice-daily) blow job.

Several weeks passed since Dee’s visit; quite pleasantly for everyone except maybe for Chad, and autumn changed steadily into winter. Christmas vacation was approaching, and the boys looked forward to spending even more time with Chad than ever without school interfering.

They placed a small plastic Christmas tree in Chad’s room, but the older boy wasn’t satisfied with it; he wanted a real Christmas tree. So the others bundled Chad up into his warmest winter clothes - and a stout set of hobbles of course – and helped him retrieve a real Christmas tree that he was happier with. The boys had to chop own the tree Chad selected themselves, since they still wouldn’t trust Chad with an axe – but Chad did all the grunt work in dragging the tree back to his house to decorate it.

Thad decided to stay over at Kelly’s house for the weekend before Christmas vacation, and the Harris twins were left in charge of Thad. As a prank, they led a totally naked Chad outside, tied him to a tree, and began to pile up snow around him.

“What are you doing?” a chilled Chad asked in bewilderment.

“Building a snowman,” replied Jim in a tone that implied it as a stupid question.

“Couldn’t you at least let me put on some clothes?” Chad pleaded.

“But we want to build *Frosty* the snowman,” replied Henry. “You’ll be *lots* more frosty without the clothes.”

“And think of how much nicer our body heat will feel to you when we take you back indoors and sit on you again,” Jim pointed out.

This logic literally left Chad cold… and he got even colder as the twins packed snow around his helpless and shivering form. They totally ignored his pleas to let him go back indoors and turned him into their very own living, shivering snowman.

A snowman that rapidly developed a very nasty cold!

When he sneezed off the carrot nose they had stuck on his face, the twins decided they’d better take him inside after all. But it was rather too late to stem off a cold by then. It was even worse than the one Chad had developed when he was caught out in a thunderstorm three months earlier. The twins called Jonny in to assist them in Chad’s care, and Jonny in turn asked his friends Tim and Phil to come over with him.

“For pity’s sake, don’t (Achoo!) chain my right arm down too!” Chad begged them as they put him to bed… and chained him to it. “(Sniff!) Please! (Cough!) I need my hand free to blow my nose! (Achoo!) Have mercy!”

“Hmph!” snorted Henry. “Yeah, I suppose we’d better let you have one hand free. Last thing I’d want is for you to sneeze into my crotch again!”

“It’d probably be more sanitary too,” Jim point out. “If he can’t catch his sneezes or stop his nose from running, all the rest of us might catch his cold too.”

“I suppose we’d better not sit on him either… at least, not on his face,” said Henry. “Not because might hurt him more if we do, but because his mucus might get on us!”

“Thanks for being so understanding, guys,” Chad said sincerely as he grabbed a Kleenex and blew his nose. “I’d love to have you all sitting on me again when I feel better.”

“Aw gee,” sighed Tim. “We can’t sit on Chad at all?”

“Too bad there’s no one else here to sit on,” Phil added with regret.

He felt even more regret when the twins came up with the obvious solution to *that* small problem, and soon found Tim and himself tied up and laid on the floor in the same way Dee and Chad had been earlier (although no one present remembered that incident at all, some subconscious memory apparently inspired the twins now)..

“What are you complaining about Phil?” Jim asked the younger boy as he straddled his chest. “After all, this was your idea, remember?”

“Getting tied up and sat on myself wasn’t what I had in mind!” Phil protested.

Tim was even less happy, as he not only had Henry sit on his belly but the traitorous Jonny sitting on his chest! “Why are you helping them?!” Tim demanded to know. “I thought Phil and I were your best friends!”

“Sure you are, but Jim and Henry are bigger and stronger than me!” Jonny pointed out.

“Well, how come Phil only has Jim sitting on him, while I have both you and Jim?” Tim protested. “Its’ not fair!”

“Okay, we’ll get Chad out of bed a have *him* sit on you too! How about that?” Jonny offered mischievously.

“Never mind!” Tim replied with a weak, mild voice.

“How long are you gonna sit on us anyway?” asked Phil.

“Until Chad gets over his cold or Thad comes back home, I suppose,” replied Jim.

“But that could take days?” exclaimed Tim. “My folks will be worried about me!”

“No they won’t!” replied Jonny with a wide grin. “I got permission from your folks and Phil’s folks for you both to stay with me over the weekend. Neat, huh?”

“In the meantime, we’ll while away the time by training you two to be *our* slaves,” Henry announced. “After all, why should Thad be the only kid in town with one?”

“This is gonna suck…” Phil mumbled to himself.

“Funny you should say that,” said Jim. “Guess what your first order is going to be!”

Somewhere far from their perceptions, a demon was laughing, and somewhere else an angel was saddened. The demon's plans were progressing. The twins were taking another step down in the descent of conscience that would enable Devlin to incite them to become the true masters of this household.

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby xtc » Mon Nov 29, 2010 2:24 pm

Good episode, thanks jason.
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Chase Ricks » Mon Nov 29, 2010 3:28 pm

Great last few chapters. Even if you had not given the names, I would have known anyway which brother was the good one all along.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Nov 30, 2010 6:35 am

Good continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Nov 30, 2010 1:41 pm

Chapter 58 – Young Spartacus

Phil and Tim spent an incredibly miserable afternoon and evening as Tim and Henry put them through slave training similar to what Chad had been subjected to. Even worse, they actually let Jonny call all the shots; following every suggestion he made about how to torture when they refused to obey a command (which was continually). Somehow the idea of Jonny organizing their torture was far more humiliating to them than if the twins had done it all themselves, since Jonny was their own age.

Those hours are probably best left un-described. Suffice to say that by the time the twins decided to call it a night, Tim and Phil were very sore; physically and emotionally. But to their dismay, they weren’t allowed to go free at the end of the evening. Rather, the twins decided that it would be amusing to tie the two younger boys sitting on top of Chad; securing them in place so that they could not get off of him. This might have suited Chad okay were it not for the fact that his free hand was also tied down.

Phil was placed sitting on Chad’s chest with his hands cuffed behind him and his feet dangling over the edge of the bed, where they were chained to the bedposts. Tim was placed kneeling on Chad’s lower legs, where his feet were chained to the rear bedposts.

“There we go,” Jim commented as he finished securing Phil’s feet. Now you two kids can keep Chad warm for the night while Henry and I sleep in Thad’s room.”

“Chad won’t be *too* warm,” Jonny pointed out as he indicated the wide gap of Chad’s belly and thighs between Phil and Tim. “There’s no one to warm his middle!”

“That’s a good point Jonny, but we’ve already come up with the solution for that!” Henry told him as he approached Jonny with a set of handcuffs.

Jonny was not slow on the uptake, but he realized his danger too late to avoid it. His brothers grabbed him, sat him down on Chad’s middle, and secured him in place as well.
But they took mercy on their victims to the extent that they didn’t gag them.

“It was nice of you to volunteer to keep Chad’s middle warm, little bro’!” Jim said to his hapless brother as he and Jim left the room.

“How could they do this to me?” Jonny griped. “I’m their brother!”

“So?” asked Chad quietly but without much sympathy. “Thad is *my* brother, and look what he did to me!”

“It serves you right anyway, Jonny!” snarled Phil, who had no sympathy for Jonny at all.

Tim was equally unsympathetic and just as angry as Phil. “Yeah! If my hands were free right now, I’d do much worse shit to you than anything I ever did to Chad!”

“Isn’t there anything you can do to help us, Chad?” Phil asked, much to the older boy’s astonishment.

“Me? I’m all chained up just like the rest of you!” he protested. “What in Hell do you expect me to do about it?”

“Well, gee… it’s your house!” replied Phil lamely. “Can’t you *make* them let us go?”

“Oh sure,” replied Chad with some sarcasm; “just like I was able to stop you guys from torturing *me*, right? I – I – uh oh! I – (sniff!) - ah –aahhh… AH-CHOO!!!”

“Ee-yew!” Phil practically screamed. “Jeez, Chad! Did you have to sneeze right into my lap?! I can’t even wipe that crap off of me with my hands cuffed behind me!”

“What do you want from me, kid?” Chad groaned miserably. “With you sitting on my chest – almost on my head – and with your legs draped on either side, there’s no way I can turn my head without sneezing on some* part of you! That must be why Jim and Henry tied my arm back down; so I can’t my sneezes!”

“Well, you’d better figure *something* out!” snapped Phil without any understanding for Chad’s plight. “I don’t want you sneezing on me again!”

“I just told you I can’t do anything about it, kid!” Chad retorted angrily.

“I don’t care!” Phil yelled childishly. “Don’t sneeze on me again! I *mean* it!”

“Oh really?” Chad snapped; now at the end of his patience. “And just what are you going to do about it, you whining little shit-head?”


But though Phil was barely able to move, he had one means of retaliation to use against Chad, which the older boy suddenly realized when he got a faceful of nasty yellow liquid.

“Hey! You little bastard!” Chad yelled in outrage. “Don’t pee in my face! Aarrgghhh! Some of that went right up my nostril, you prick!”

“Sorry! I couldn’t help it!” Phil replied with a smirk. “I haven’t been to the bathroom in hours, remember? I may have trouble holding it all in all night, unless…”

“All right!” Chad interrupted with a splutter. “I get the message! But I (sniff!) – I – ah – AH…”

Feeling the sneeze coming, Chad frantically tried to raise his head so that the resulting spray would miss Phil’s lap. He was only partially successful; he missed Phil’s lap and even his body but Phil’s face caught the full brunt of it.

Phil was feeling too sorry for himself to understand Chad’s plight; he was really angry now! “All right, Chad – if gentle persuasion won’t work and being peed on doesn’t faze you, then let’s see how much you like it when I bounce on your chest just as hard and as fast as I can!”

Restrained as he was, Phil couldn’t bounce anywhere near as hard or fast as he could have if he were free. However, because of his cold, Chad was weakened enough so that Phil’s efforts were painful to him anyway; worse, they aggravated his tendency to cough.
“Ow! Ow! (Cough!) (Cough!) Ow! Stop! OW! Stop! (Cough!) You’re hurting my chest!” he pleaded, but to no avail.

Rather than relent, Phil urged Jonny and Tim to do what they could to hurt Chad as well.
Tim figured that bouncing on Chad’s shins wouldn’t likely hurt him much, but after a little feeling around he was able to grab onto Chad’s toes and pull them up as hard as he could. Jonny was in a more advantageous position; he could not only bounce on Chad’s belly but also grab his jewelry and yank on hem as he bounced. As a result, Chad began to squirm and writhe and yell in pain. However helpless the other boys were to free themselves, they could still torture Chad readily enough! When Chad continued to plead that he couldn’t stop his sneezing, they merely retorted that they couldn’t stop torturing him either and kept on hurting him as much as they could!

*****

Unknown to anyone inside the house, Dee was listening in to everything that was going on from the boulder pile out in the pasture. He had decided in between missions to check on events here, and decided that Chad and the others required a bit more of his attention.

*****

“OW! PLEASE! OW! Stop squeezing my balls! OW! And stop bouncing on my chest before you crack my ribs! OW! OW! *PLEASE!* OW!” Chad pleaded.

“No way!” replied Phil mockingly without even pausing for breath. “I’m having too much fun to stop now!” Phil started to laugh as he continued bouncing. Then he felt what he swore was a hand from behind him suddenly pushing him forward as he was at the high point of a bounce. To Phil’s alarm, he found himself falling forward off the bed and was unable to catch himself. He reacted just quickly enough to take the brunt of his fall onto one shoulder. It hurt like blazes for a bit but he wasn’t hurt much.

“Phil!” Are you all right?” Tim yelled in alarm; from where he was, he could not see Phil at all anymore. “What happened?”

“I – I guess I bounced too hard and lost my balance,” Phil moaned as he got up onto his knees, only to find he couldn’t straighten up. “Help me! I’ve fallen… and I can’t get up!”

“Hold on, Phil! I’ll help you!” exclaimed Jonny. And then, to the surprise of the other three, he suddenly jumped up off the bed – his hands and legs completely free of the cuffs that had been placed on him – and knelt down beside Phil to help him up. Phil and Tim were speechless, and gave Jonny silent WTF looks.

“Shhh! Don’t say anything!” Jonny urged the others as he straightened Phil up and helped him resume the only halfway comfortable position he could under the circumstances – sitting back on top of Chad’s chest. “I don’t want Jim and Henry to know I’ve managed to squirm free of my cuffs!”

“How the hell did you manage to do *that*?” Phil whispered.

“I’m *their* kid brother,” Jonny replied, as if that explained everything. “I had to learn how to squirm free of tight bonds and pick locks and shit like that! And now I’m going to get dressed and sneak out of here!”

“Wait!” urged Phil; his previous anger at his treacherous friend forgotten for the moment. “Can you get Tim and me free too? Please?”

Jonny paused in thought; apparently feeling somewhat guilty about the predicament he put his friends into. “All right, I’ll get you free and let you come with me if you promise not to hold any grudges against me. Is it a deal?”

“You bet, Jonny” Phil replied. “Once I’m safe at home, I’ll be glad to forgive you!”

“Me too!” Tim piped up immediately.

“Me three!” Chad added a second later.

“Shut up, Chad!” Jonny told him. “No one’s freeing *you*! I’ll get you other two loose in a jiffy!”

Jonny was as good as his word. He had Tim and Phil free within minutes, and the three of them hastily got dressed.

“Wait! What about *me*?” whined Chad, feely thrashing in his bonds as he lay in bed.

“What *about* you?” asked Jonny with a total lack of concern.

“I want to get free too!” Chad pointed out miserably.

“So free yourself! That’s what *I* did! No one’s stopping you!” Jonny pointed out.

“But I can’t! I don’t know how!” Chad wailed loudly.

Jonny suddenly quit dressing, jumped on top of Chad, and hand-gagged him. “Quick! Hand me something to gag him with so he can’t alert my brothers with his whining!” he told Tim and Phil. Phil brought a pair of ankle socks to stuff into Chad’s mouth, and Tim brought a shirt which Jonny expertly tied around Chad’s face.

Chad tried to protest that he wouldn’t willingly rat them out, but the others wouldn’t listen. “Hey! We’re doing you a favor!” Jonny asserted as he gave Chad’s face a gentle slap and climbed off him to finish dressing. “Jim and Henry would punish you for *not* yelling as we leave unless you have an excuse they’d accept. Now you have one!”

The three boys finished dressing, put on their coats, and slunk out of the room; totally ignoring Chad’s muffled pleas. They got outside, and discovered that it was later than they’d thought; the light of approaching dawn was already lightening the eastern sky. They ran as fast as they could until they crossed the pasture and reached the woods beyond. Then they paused to catch their breath.

“It should be okay now guys,” Jonny told the others. “Jim and Henry probably won’t wake up for hours!”

“Good, because we have something we need to do before we go any further!” Phil told him. Jonny assumed Phil was referring to a bathroom break, and so was completely taken by surprise when Tim and Phil knocked him down, straddled him as he lay on his belly, and placed handcuffs on him. Then he was rolled over and dragged feet first to a small tree, where a set of leg cuffs was locked onto his ankles around the tree.

“What are you doing?” Jonny complained as his two friends promptly sat on him. “We had a deal to let bygones be bygones!”

“We agreed to forgive you *after* we got safely home! Well, we aren’t home yet!” Phil pointed out as he took a spare shirt he’d grabbed from Chad’s room and gagged Jonny with it. “And before we *do* go home, we’re going to get even with you!”

And since one of those grievances involved the fact that Jonny had spent some time sitting on Tim’s face, Tim now took the opportunity to return the favor!

TBC
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Re: His Brother's Keeper Part II

Postby xtc » Tue Nov 30, 2010 1:57 pm

I was beginning to think that there would be no episode today.
Boxer shorts are cool,
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