for big bro

He spotted me his shirt when we started and he's been strutting around the table in just jeans. I don't think he's even wearing underwear. You can see his dick running down the leg. I always thought he was packing, but damn it's big, it must be twice as big as mine. Not that I want to see it, or did I? I shook my head to clear it and lined up my shot. He was grinning like he'd already won.

It’s all good boy. Sometimes it’s hard to see what we need. You’re lucky I’m here to help. You’re going to have to wear it more often than not and eventually, like every faggot, you’ll want to wear it all the time.

I consider myself very lucky, Sir. I never thought I was going to be gay, but I was. I guess now I’m just going to have to accept that I’m a faggot as well. This cage feels too good to take off. I love wearing it. It reminds me of you.

How sweet. I knew you were a faggot the minute I saw you. I’m going to drop my load in your hole. Get ready.

I pulled down, revealing his plump cock, ready to be sucked. I loved that he trusted me to do this for him. I asked my friends if they did this with their brothers and I guess not.

"I'm so fucking horny today," Alec said, his dick already hardening quickly as I held it, and fed it to myself. "It's not fair that it takes my brother to keep my dick satisfied. It's stupid she doesn't want it as much as I need."

"Well luckily for you, I like it," I replied, making sure he knows. "And good thing she said you can do things as long as she doesn't hear about it," I reminded him.

"True, but I doubt she'd appreciate it being you who does it," he half laughed. "Fuck, suck that cock..." He moaned as I began servicing him.

I bobbed up and down my brother's shaft, using my hand to stroke the part that I still couldn't fit in my mouth. It was still crazy to me that I knew how he tasted, and knew how he felt in my mouth. It made me so hard doing this for him, and I'm glad he didn't make me pretend like I didn't love it.

At this point I wasn't sure which one of us liked it more. A lot of times he beat me to asking for it. I pulled off his cock and started sucking on one of his nipples, he ran his hands through my hair as I stroked him. My brother was hot and he liked that I was into him and his body, I think it made it hotter for him.

"One day I'm going to let you ride it," he said under his breath.

"You always say that, I don't know if I believe you," I told him looking up at him.

When get got really deep, he'd tell me stuff like that. I think he liked the idea but was too nervous to go all the way.

"Naw, I promise. When we have more time and are in the clear. You want it don't you? You want my fat cock in you?" He asked.

I went back down and sucked on the end of him and nodded yes as I looked up.

"Mmm, that's right, you do," he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. "You want my cock so deep in your hole until I cum."

"Yes, please," I said between sucking and licking.

"I bet you're so tight, god, I can't wait to feel," he said as I sucked harder and faster.

The more he talked to me about this kind of stuff the closer he got, I knew because this is normally how his blowjobs went.

"No condoms right?" I asked, I knew the answer.

"Hell, no. Just me and you, bare. My cum deposited deep in you, little man," he told me with that lust in his eye I loved.

"Fuck Alec, I can't wait!" I told my brother before I squeezed his balls and began shoving his cock as far as I could in my mouth over and over.

"That's my good, bro," he said and humped my face. "Time to swallow, okay?"

"Mhm," is all I could respond, my mouth was full of his wet leaking cock.

"Fuck! Here it comes, Jack! Thank god I have you," he moaned and released into my mouth.

The familiar flavor of his cum filled my mouth as I gulped him down. He must have fucked his girlfriend this morning because there was less than I've gotten from him in the past. It didn't matter, I wanted anything he'd give me. I got to go through my day knowing I had his cum in my stomach and his taste on my lips.

I nursed on his cock until it started to soften in my mouth. His hand constantly petting me, the connection never lost.

"You really going to fuck me one day?" I asked letting his spent cock fall from my lips.

"Yeah, i am. Your blowjobs are amazing but I need real sex more than your mouth," he replied.

"Good, I want you to," I told him.

He had finished caging me at that point and was just staring at me. He said, “Say it faggot.” I was staring right at him and he was staring right through me. He pulled it out of me and I said, “I’m a fag.” He patted me on the cheek and we started kissing again. The next thing I knew, I was on my back and he was fucking me. I was looking at my caged cock as his cock was sliding in and out of my hole. “Say it again,” he said. I took a breath and said, “I’m a fag.” He then came in me. It felt like a volcano erupted in my pussy. He kept sliding his cock in and out of me, and all of the sudden, I could feel my cock strain in my cage and the pressure start to build. He came again, and I did as well. It was unbelievable. He looked at me, smiled and said, “I told you you’d cum if you needed to, fag.”

“Haha tough luck, kid. Christmas came early this year.”

We chit chatted over the drink and got more comfortable with each other. He 'asked' me to go back to his place and I did. He caged me and then fucked me. The next morning he said, "I can take off the cage if you like, but please know I will never talk to you or be with you when you aren't caged." I was still a bit surprised at how he managed me given I was older and bigger. I actually started to strain in the cage. I said, "I have one that fits better at home. How about I take this one off and put mine on when I get home. Next time I see you I can give you the keys." He thought a bit and said, "I'm not sure if you've ever served a younger man, but you know as well as I do that it's not what you look like, it's what you think like. You will serve me, boy. You said you like to cook. I'll come for dinner and you can give me the keys then." I nodded my head and said, "Yes, Sir." He replied, "Good boy."

He asked me to dinner and I thought sure, he's fun. I didn't even realize we were on a date until I found myself at his place at the end of the evening for a "night cap". He grabbed my hand, pulled me toward him and started kissing me. I fell right into it. It felt so good. I rose effortlessly. Much more natural than the women I'd been with. He reached for my crotch. As he grabbed my cock I started to writhe. He smiled and said, "Seems you like what we're doing. I'm glad. We'll fix this at some point in the future but for now lets explore and see what's what.

We moved to the bedroom, got naked and before I knew it he was between my legs. I instinctively raised them to expose my hole. He said, "Good boy," as probed my hole. I melted. I was a puddle of need. "Let's pop that cherry. What do you say boy?" I couldn't speak, so just nodded yes. He lubed up his cock and inched his way into me. I was rough until he got in and then it was heaven. He pumped me slowly and then quickened the pace. Tears streamed out of my eyes. He whispered, "Faggot," into my ear and we both came. I could feel his cum pulse into me, as I made a mess all over myself. I started to cry like a baby and he held me. He later explained that I got cunted. A great achievement for a newly minted boy. "It's the sort of experience that enables rapid acceptance," he said.

When I left the next morning, he kissed me and said, "I think we're starting something special boy. I hope you agree." I said, "I do but honestly, I don't know what to think. This was a lot all at once. I need time to process it all." He nodded in understanding.