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Subject: From Brother To Slave Chapter 2 All characters and events in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Though this work of fiction may contain sexual situations and/or sexual acts between adults and minors, the author does not condone such situations and/or acts. From Brother to Slave � Chapter 2 I stood up and pulled up my underwear and shorts. I looked down at Timothy, kneeling with a smile on his face, “Now that you have tasted my cock for the first of many times, we are going to go for a little ride in MY Jeep. Go grab a pair of basketball shorts, a plain white t-shirt and your flips. I will meet you in the garage.” Timothy got up and went to his new room to get his clothes. I went out into the garage to inspect what used to belong to my former brother. A couple of moments later, Timothy came out, dressed in the clothes I told him to get. “Did I tell you to put on the clothes, boy?” “No, Master.” “Then why are you wearing them?” Timothy looked down at his feet, “Because you said we were going on a trip and I just thought that meant I should put on my clothes as I didn’t think you wanted me in the Jeep naked, Master.” “That was your problem, SLAVE! You thought instead of listened fully. I told you to `grab’ the clothes, not to put them on. Take them off. NOW!” Timothy quickly kicked of the flips, removed the shirt and pushed down the shorts. Soon, he was standing there naked, with a look of fear in his eyes. “If I want you to wear clothes, I will tell you specifically to put clothes on. I made that very clear in the conditions of your slavery. Since you have disobeyed me, you are going to be punished. Go find me one of my leather belts.” Timothy looked shocked, but quickly ran into the house to find the belt. A short time later, he brought one out to me in the garage and held it out for me. I snatched it from his hand. “Since you disobeyed me, you are going to get a spanking. Since it is your 20th birthday, I think 20 swats should do it. Now bend over and grab the work bench.” Timothy did as instructed, shaking a bit. “You are going to count out each swat and if you miscount, I will start all over again. Is that understood, boy?” “Yes, Master.” I gripped the belt and swung as hard as I could. “Ugh! One, Master.” I swung again. “Twooo, Master.” Tears were starting to form in Timothy’s eyes and there were nice red marks on his ass cheeks. I kept swinging and Timothy kept counting through cries of pain with tears running to his face. I finally swung for the 20th time, putting all of my force into it. “Twennnnty, Master.” “Hopefully you won’t disobey me again, boy. No thinking, just obedience.” “Yes, Master.” “Now, pick up your clothes and get into the Jeep. Put your clothes at your feet.” “Yes, Master.” And with that, we both got into the Jeep. I opened the garage door with the remote and started the engine. It felt good to have ownership of the Jeep, but not as good as owning Timothy. I backed out of the garage and down the driveway onto the street. I drove us down the street and turned onto the main road. Timothy was scared. “What are you scared about?” “Master, about being seen.” “Behave and no one will know that you are naked.” “Yes, Master.” I drove us to the local Target. Once in the parking lot, I pull into a spot a distance from the entrance and turn to Timothy, “Before I allow you to put clothes on, I am going to tell you what you are going to be getting in there.” Timothy just nodded. “You are going to get body hair removal cream. A lot of it.” Timothy stared in horror at me. “A slave should be hairless and you ARE going to be hairless, including that hipster goatee.” “Yes, Master.” “You are also going to pick up a package of adult pull-ups. Don’t look so surprised. I told you that I would decide what you wear and that you may not like it.” istanbul travesti “Yes, Master.” I handed him his debit card, “You may now get dressed. Once you are dressed you have 15 minutes to get the stuff, get back and get naked.” Timothy quickly put on the shorts, t-shirt and slid on the flips and bolted from the Jeep. He almost ran into Target. I sat back and listened to BPM while waiting for him to return. I thought of how different life was going to be now that instead of Timothy being in charge of him as his guardian, he now owned Timothy and everything that used to be Timothy’s. Devon had planned for weeks for this moment and was actually a little surprised Timothy had submitted to slavery. After about 10 minutes, Devon saw Timothy jogging across the parking lot with the items. Timothy looked a bit embarrassed, but that was okay with Devon. Timothy got into the Jeep and immediately got naked. “How did it go?” Timothy blushed, “It was a bit embarrassing, Master.” “Humiliation is good for you, Timothy. It keeps you in your place. I hope you got the right size of pull-ups.” “I believe I did, Master.” “You will need to model them for me later. But for now, let’s get home.” I drove us back to the house, pulled into the garage and closed the door. We both got out and Timothy followed me inside the house. “Put that stuff on the counter and get on your knees.” Timothy did so. “I need to piss and you are going to be my urinal. Don’t think that you will only be drinking your piss, boy.” “Yes, Master.” “Now, pull down my shorts and take just the tip of my cock into your mouth.” Timothy did so. I then let out my stream of piss and Timothy started to gulp it down. “Not a drop is to escape that mouth, boy.” It felt good to be using my former brother like this. It also felt right. But I couldn’t help to think that Timothy had deprived me of being his owner for so long. It was something I would need to punish him for, but not right now. No, right now Timothy had the simple job of taking all of my piss down his throat. I finally finished peeing. “That was a very good boy, Timothy. Just like whenever you need to piss you will drink it, you will be drinking my piss, but straight from the tap. This will be so great for when I am gaming. You can remove your mouth from my cock now and pull back up my shorts.” At that moment, my phone started to ring. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was Lucy. I answered it, “Hey Lucy. Not much, just celebrating Timothy’s birthday in style here at the house. Nah, not to tonight. With mom and dad gone, I just wanted to make sure Timothy has a wonderful birthday. Yeah, I will see you at school tomorrow. Love you, bye.” “So, you heard me. This night isn’t over yet. Now it’s time for you to go apply all that hair removal cream and become completely hairless. While you are in there, be sure to shave off that goatee. I don’t want to see a speck of hair from the face down and that includes your ass. Tomorrow, after the lawyer’s, I will take you to get a haircut as well. I want you looking like a proper slave for me.” “Yes, Master.” With that, Timothy got up, grabbed the bag with the cream and headed toward the bathroom. I headed back to the sofa and resumed my game. About 45 minutes later, Timothy padded back into the living room and knelt before me. Skin a little red from the affects of the hair removal cream. “Stand up with your hands behind your head so as I can take a look at you.” Timothy stood up and presented himself. I took a look over his now hairless body. I got up and took a closer look to make sure I wasn’t missing anything. Nope, so far so good. “Okay, boy. Turn around, bend over and spread your ass cheeks.” Timothy blushed at this, but didn’t hesitate in following my orders. Good. He was hairless even there. “You did a very good job, boy.” “Thank you, Master.” “How does it feel?” kadıköy travesti “It feels very weird, Master. I am not sure I like it, but if it pleases you, then that’s all that matters.” “You are damn right that is all that matters. You can stand up again.” Timothy stood up. “Right, time for us to eat. I am going to order a pizza. When it arrives, you are going to answer the door. Now, you could be answering the door completely naked or wearing a pull-up, depending on whether or not you win a game. So, kneel in front of the sofa and we are going to play Mario Kart. If you win, you get to wear a pull-up. If you lose, you will be naked. Is that understood, boy?” “Yes, Master.” Timothy knelt in front of the sofa and I sat down, handing him a controller. We started the game and at first it looked like he was going to win and then I came out ahead. “Well, looks like you are going to be naked when they deliver the pizza. I am going to order now. Go to your room and kneel until I call for you to come out.” “Yes, Master.” I dialed up the pizza place, “Hi. Yeah, this is Devon Cross. I would like to order a large double pepperoni and double cheese pizza. Great. Oh, is Brian working tonight? Is it possible to have him deliver the pizza? Awesome! 45 minutes if fine.” I then hung up. I walked back to the laundry room, the room I had designated for Timothy to have as a bedroom. I found Timothy kneeling there, hands behind his back. “You are being very obedient, so far. Keep it up.” “Thank you, Master.” “Pizza should be here in about 40 minutes. Go ahead and come out to the living room and kneel in one of the corners until it arrives.” “Yes, Master.” Timothy followed me out and knelt in one of the corners of the living room. I sat on the sofa and decided to watch a movie while waiting on the pizza. The doorbell rang and Timothy tensed up. “Well, go answer the door, boy.” “Yes, Master.” Timothy stood up and walked toward the front door, head hanging low. I stood up, but hung back, waiting for events to unfold. Timothy reached the door and opened it. “WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE?!” “Hi, Brian,” I said. “Devon, how come your brother is naked and answering the door,” Brian asked. “Why don’t you come in and I will explain.” Timothy backed up and let Brian in and closed the door. “Timothy, take the pizza from Brian and go wait in the kitchen.” “Yes, Master.” Timothy grabbed the pizza and walked into the kitchen while Brian just stood there looking very perplexed. “So, why is he naked and why did he just call you `Master’?” “Because he’s my slave.” “What do you mean, he’s your slave.” “He agreed to be my slave earlier today while we were celebrating his birthday. It is something he has always wanted, so I gave it to him. He now belongs to me and for the record, he is no longer my brother. He is just simply my slave.” “No way!” “Would you like a demonstration that he is my slave, beyond that fact that he is naked?” “Sure. But how are you going to prove it to me?” “Easy. Follow me.” I went into the kitchen where Timothy was waiting and Brian followed. “Timothy, Brian here is having trouble believing that you are my slave. You are now going to prove it to him.” “Yes, Master.” “Get down and clean his shoes with your tongue.” Timothy got down on his hands and knees and started to lick Brian’s white Nike trainers. “Holy shit! He’s really licking my shoes! And all because you ordered him to?” “He’s a slave. He obeys. That’s the life he has chosen. He will do anything I tell him to. From removing all his hair to sucking my cock to drinking to my piss and he will do so much more.” “Wait! He sucked your dick? Isn’t that gay? What about Lucy?” “Not at all. Timothy is straight and so am I, but a slave needs to fulfill the desires of his master, no matter what that desire is. Besides, Lucy hates giving me head and now she won’t need to. Timothy, bakırköy travesti make sure to get those scuff marks off.” Timothy just nodded a bit and started to really work his tongue over the trainers. “But why show him off to me in this way?” “Because you are my best friend and there is no way I could keep this a secret from you. So that’s why I asked for you to deliver the pizza. It was the best way I could think of letting you know.” While we were talking, Timothy just kept licking Brian’s shoes. “What about the others,” Brian asked? “When the time is right, I will let them know. But for now, the knowledge that Timothy is my slave stays between the three of us. Deal?” “Deal.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet. I handed Brian thirty dollars for the pizza. “As for the tip, I will let Timothy provide that. All you have to do is decide how you want your tip.” “Well, he is doing a pretty good job on my shoes, but Theresa hasn’t put out at all this weekend and like Lucy, she hates giving head. I am rather horny, so how about a blow job?” “Sure. Just tell him what you want.” “What do I call him?” “You can call him `Timothy’, `slave’, boy or whatever else you want. It doesn’t matter. He will respond.” Brian reached down and grabbed Timothy by the hair, “Ok, bitch, time to tip me and tip me good. Undo my pants and suck on my cock.” Timothy reached up and undid Brian’s belt and pants, pulled them down a little along with his boxers. He then engulfed Brian’s cock. “Whoah! He deepthroats?” “Yeah. He’s not the most experienced, but when I had him blow me, I told him my entire cock should be in his mouth. Enjoy it, my friend.” With that, I sat down on a kitchen chair while Timothy sucked on Brian’s dick. “For not being experienced, he sure seems to know what he is doing,” Brian exclaimed. “I told him, for reference, to do what he would have wanted someone to do to him, if he were receiving head. That seemed to do that trick. Slave, look up at Brian. You should always be looking at the person you are servicing.” Timothy did as told. “This is fucking awesome. So, if you own him, what does that exactly mean?” “It means that his body belongs to me, to be used as I see fit. I can also do whatever I wish to him, like earlier when I spanked him with a belt for disobeying me. It also means that whatever he owned belongs to me.” “Everything?” “Everything. The Jeep, his half of the house, company and trust fund. It now all belongs to me and as of tomorrow afternoon, it will also legally be mine. All that will remain his is legal guardianship of me, but as you now know, that is in name only. I control everything.” “That is so cool. To be honest, I wish my brother was my slave. It would make life so much easier.” “If you ever find out Kevin is a submissive like Timothy is, then I say you should take a chance.” “I am about to cum. What do I do? Do I pull out?” “Just shoot your load into his mouth or wherever you wish. You can even splash his face with it if you want. He’s not like the girls we date.” Brian grabbed Timothy by the back of his head and pulled him in up to his pubes and I could see him convulse as he blasted his cum into Timothy’s throat. “FUCK! That was amazing! I have never had an orgasm like that with Theresa.” “As long as she doesn’t give you head, you probably never will.” Brian shoved Timothy off his cock and onto the floor. He then pulled up his pants and redid them. “That was the best tip anyone has ever given me and that include old man Rivers giving me that fifty dollar tip last year for my birthday.” “Anytime you need some release, just shoot me a text and I will make Timothy available.” “Gee, thanks.” “That’s what best friends are for.” With that, Brian left and it was just me and Timothy in the kitchen. “Right then, cum whore, time for some pizza.” —– To Be Continued … —– Thank you for reading Chapter 2 of From Brother to Slave. 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