O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

Teaching Big Bro a Lesson 6 (mt inc nc)

by Randy Dragon

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"Hey, we are walking to the farmhouse to get a bite," Rafe said to his brother, "ya' can handle `da motherfucker, huh?"

"Sure, no problem! Just take your time, " Blake answered, with a vengeance in his voice.

"Remember me, soldier boy?" Blake grinned while striking his dick.

"Yes I do remember you, shitface", Hank yelled, "the last time we met, you were creamin' in one ol' bugger's mouth and ya' were enjoying it like a cheap whore.

Blake's face turned red with anger. "You arrogant jarhead, I'll have you screaming like a whore in no time. I'll make you my pussy ... just wait ..."

Blake's hands were reaching under Hank's ass, spreading the dimpled buttocks apart. The college athlete's dick was pressing against Hank's butt hole. There was still some of Taylor's cum drooling from the loosened sphincter.

"No, you fuckin' bastard! Back off! I swear I'm gonna kill ya. I'm .... I ..." Hank's sweaty body was jerking wildly, struggling against his bonds.

"Yes, Baby, fight it! I like it, when my whores resist," Blake laughed. He kept the Marine's legs tight in place on his shoulders and pulled his waist closer to his own. Hank felt his ass ring part, slowly giving way, but he was not willing to surrender. His powerful arms flexed as he pulled his body up.

"Here we go baby," he heard Blake's triumphant voice as a searing pain rippled through his body. Hank's hips arched in a final, futile attempt to escape, but it was too late. To Hank's shock and Blake's delight, Blake's hefty dick was slipping almost effortless past the Marine's ass muscle.

"Yeaaaaah!", Blake grunted while ramming his rod up to the hilt inside the helpless soldier.

Taylor's dick had been comfortable small compared to the college quarterback's pole that had now conquered him. Hank couldn't do anything but hang almost immobile, entirely at the mercy of the younger hunk.

"Fffffuuuck ... ohhhhhhh", his head slumped back, when he felt Blake's dick hitting the sensitive spots deep inside of him.

Blake was on top of the world. Finally he had topped the Marine who had humiliated him so many times. He would make the dumb jackass pay dearly. When he sensed that Hank's resistance was waning he interrupted his thrusting. Without pulling his dick from the soldiers quivering hole he reached up and detached the handcuffs securing Hank's wrists from the rope.

Holding the limp body in a firm embrace he carried the impaled Marine to a haystack and pushed him down in a missionary position, the muscular legs still on his shoulders.

"Let's get cozy, baby." he mocked at his moaning victim, who laid motionless, eyes shut. Fixing his hands on the Marine's shoulders, he leaned forward pushing Hank's thighs against his chest lifting the Sergeant's ass obscenely in the air. He knew, in this position he could hump the groaning stud for hours.

"Woooo ...hoooo," Blake cheered and buried his shaft deep inside his fallen nemesis.

Hank's eyes opened wide.

"Aaaaaarghhhhhhhh ...", his screams echoed through the barn as he was fucked for the second time in his life.

"Yeah, baby scream, I told ya' I'll get ya'!" Blake was hollering. His chiseled body was now as well glistening with sweat.

"Oh yeah, you are tight, uuuhhhh," the horny Quarterback was now getting into it himself as he felt the first signs of contractions around the base of his cock. His eyes closed while he humped the screaming Marine with clenched teeth. His sweat was dripping down on Hank's face, blending with the soldier's own man's sweat and the rest of the melting camouflage. Hank's screams suddenly stopped.

Muscle-packed thighs closed in from both sides of Blake's head, trapping the college hunk in a murderous grip.

"Uuh ..wha .. nnnnoooooo ..shiiitttt!" Blake's eyes opened in blank terror as he realized that he could not get up, while the blood supply to his brain was cut. He tried to push himself up. His dick popped from Hank's bunghole and his hands were desperately clutching the Marine's knees, trying to pull them apart.

Blake's heartbeat was pounding in his burning ears. He didn't hear anything else. Red fiery circles were flushing through his view. He gazed down at Hank's devilish grinning face. The Marine had lifted his cuffed wrists and closed his hands over the college hunk's mouth, preventing him from shouting and calling for help.

"Boy, I am afraid, this time you've pulled it off," Blake heard Hank's sneering voice, while his knees started to buckle. This was not happening. Not again. His mind was racing while his resistance grew weaker.

Hank grabbed the Quarterback's head and before Blake had any chance to yell, his face was pushed into the Marine's groin. Blake's nose was filled with Hank's musky smell and he felt the man's semi-hard cock pressed against his lips.

"Suck it," he heard Hank's command.

"MMMghhhh ... nn- nnooooooo!!!" Blake's weakening body convulsed in desperation.

"Mmmmhhhh ... mmmm", Blake gurgled. He struggled now only for air and had given up the fight to free himself.

Finally his lips parted and closed around the Sergeant's dick.

Rafe didn't want to trust his eyes when he, Joey and Taylor returned and found his brother kneeling between the Marine's thighs, his face buried in Hank's groin. Slurping sounds told him that his brother was indeed sucking the Sergeant's dick.

In a first reflex he wanted to come to Blake's aid, but then ... He had always been the punk, the useless brother, disregarded by his father, who was so proud, so fond of his first-borne son. Blake the college star quarterback, who had all his parents' support, was always so neat and clean. He had chicks whenever he wanted. He had a car. He had bucks and he had never shared any of those with him.

Rafe's eyes rested on his brother's sculpted butt. The chiseled buttocks were flexing in panic while the college hunk tried to get back on his knees.

Rafe licked his lips and - as if hypnotized -- parted his brother's quivering ass cheeks exposing the rosy sphincter. Rafe spat a generous load of saliva on his brother's asshole. He watched the gooey fluid drooling down the cleft, while he unbuttoned his camos pulling his cock out.

Blake in his semi-conscious state did barely notice that his hips were lifted. However his muscular body went rigid, when his younger brother impaled him on his teenage cock.

Rafe leaned forward with the full weight of his body on his brother's back. His hands seized Blake's head over the Marine's groin and pulled and pushed it up and down forcing his older brother to intensify the blowjob.

"Shiiiit!!" Hank's head lolled back. He had watched in surprise cursing himself for having wasted too much time with the college boy. Now as the gang had returned, his chances to escape were gone.
"Suck it, baby!" a dickhead was pushed against his half-opened lips. First he wanted to object, but when he recognized Taylor, he hesitated.

This was the one who had taken him down and fucked his man's seed out of him. His lips parted mechanically and without further thinking he gave in to his body's urge to service the man who had bested him.

"Good boy!" Taylor rewarded the hunky Marine by massaging the sweaty pecs. Knowing that Hank liked it he took the taunt nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and rubbed and twisted the sensitive knobs.

"Mmmmmmm... mmm", Hank's guttural moans proved immediately the effect. His hips started to buck, shoving his dick even further down Blake's throat.

Blake's eyes were closed. His knees were hurting from the pounding he was receiving from behind. He did not realize that Hank was sucking Taylor's cock. His mind was filled by his brother's whispering into his ear.

"Who is now the underdog, huh? Can you feel my punk cock, Quarterback? What will your team mates say when they learn that you have been fucked senseless by your little bro?"

Joey who had watched the scene grinning, went down on his knees. He laughed when he saw Blake's erect dick swinging under his belly in line with the rhythm of Rafe's bucking.

"Your brother likes it, man! Keep on humping!" Joey closed his fist around Blake's throbbing dick and started to jack the college athlete in a milking motion.

It happened all simultaneously. Taylor collapsed on top of the Marine, while his dick gushed a hot and salty load down Hank's throat.

Unable to hold back any longer, his back arched high and Blake's suction forced the soldiers almost depleted nuts to release his remaining cum in a few short bursts from his shrinking dick into Blake's eagerly sucking mouth.

It was the most intense and mind-shattering climax ever experienced by the hunk.

"Aaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Hank howled in the grip of his lust. At the same time he felt an overwhelming weakness while his bucking body was getting numb until the spasms finally subsided and the world around him turned black.

Rafe yelled in victorious triumph when he pumped his cum inside his conquered brother. Blake's load splashed useless between the hands of a hooting Joey soaking the dust of the stable floor. The mentally broken and physically exhausted college hunk was sobbing.

"Get outta here and wait at home. I'm not through with you, pussy-boy!" Rafe ordered, obviously enjoying his new dominant role over his older brother. The teens were loudly laughing, while watching Blake crawling along collecting his clothes.

Taylor and Joey pulled the unconscious Sergeant, who was lying limp on the haystack, into a sitting position. Quickly the cuffs were removed and put back in place but this time fixing the muscular arms behind the Marine's tattooed back.

Hank awoke from a strange tingling in his nuts and realized that someone was massaging his cock and balls. His shrunken package fit now neatly into Rafe's palm, nevertheless, he had managed to knead the Marine's dick to a semi-hard state.

"Now the bronco needs shoeing," Rafe's left hand produced a stainless horseshoe pin from his pocket. The circular barbell was made of stainless steel 0.10 inches thick and 0.75 inches in diameter. Hank looked at the thing in horror. He tried to close his thighs but Joey and Rafe pushed them apart, leaving his nuts and dick vulnerable. Rafe's hand closed around the Marine's dick.

"Are you nuts? You are not ... I'll kill you ... get your fuckin' hands of me", the Marine was now full awake, struggling furiously against his bonds. Rafe felt the meaty cock go limp in his hand.

"Oh no fucker, you'll keep your fucking rod up," Rafe buried his fingers in the sensitive area between the nut sac and Hank's asshole, triggering instantly a half erection from the groaning hunk.

"The soldier boy is easy to jump-start," Rafe laughed," I bet, he squirts in no time. But first we have to get the baby maker up again." Rafe who was clad only in his tank top darted his dickhead against the Marine's butt hole. One thrust of his hips and Hank was skewered.

"You motherfuckin' sonofabitch, you are dead man, dead meat, I'll crush your miserable skull, bloody faggot!" Hank was cursing. He was struggling so violently that Joey had trouble keeping him in place despite the bonds.

Kneading the reluctant shaft, Rafe fucked the writhing soldier with long and deep thrusts. Finally he felt the Marine dick hardening in his grip.

Hank knew from the grin in the punk's face, that Rafe was aware that his body was betraying him. The teen cock was thrusting relentless in and out of Hank's ass chute. Against his will he found himself turned on by the chuckling punk who pumped the soldier's dick into a rock-hard state. When soft moans interrupted the angry cursing, Rafe knew that Hank was getting horny again despite his fear.

Hank watched with bulging eyes as Joey handed Rafe a thick needle.

Rafe with his cock still buried inside the Marine's ass opened the piss slit by squeezing the dickhead softly between his thumb and index finger and inserted the instrument in the gaping piss slit.

"Please ... Nooooaaaiieehhhh ... ahhhhh," a high-pitched scream of pure terror left Hank's gaping mouth. A squirt of piss sprinkled over the punk's hand.

"You better don't move asshole , or I might miss. I bet you'd made a nice gelding, but that can be done later." Rafe said.

Rafe twisted the needle and pushed it forward. The instrument penetrated the shaft between the small bridge of skin and the edge of the crimson dickhead.

"Aaaaaaaawwwwww ...", Hank howled in agony. Rafe, seemingly unimpressed, removed the needle. Amazingly there was only a little blood. The Marine watched with wide open eyes Rafe feeding one orb of the circular barbell into the eye of the penis. Without meeting any resistance it appeared from the pierced shaft skin.

"Uuuurghhhhhh ... " Hank's head fell back. All energy seemed to be sapped from his utterly exhausted body.

Rafe started to thrust again. Now he could easily control the hunky Marine and he enjoyed to fuck the bigger man in a number of most humiliating positions. Even after the cuffs were removed Hank did not put up any resistance and let Rafe have his way with him.

In the end Rafe straddled the prone body and wanked his cock until gushes of hot teenage spunk hit Hank's face, his belly and his deflated man tool.

"Not so tough anymore, huh?" Rafe sneered, but Hank did not reply. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily.

Taylor bent down and slapped the Marine's cum-soaked face.

"Uuhhh ... wha ...," Hank tried to focus, but things were now happening too fast. The brats had worked him over as it had never happened before in his life. How could that have happened? He could not allow himself to go down so miserably. He had to fight, there had to be a way out. Another slap hit his face and left his cheek burning. Taylor's face filled his view. Taylor the one who had taken him down ...

"Listen Sarge, you will do us a little favour and you may leave. How does that sound, huh?" Taylor asked casually.

"What do you want from me?" Hank asked cautious.

"See we want to sell our stuff right into your base, because there are many guys who love to get hooked on coke. But there is one guy, who creates problems and we need you to get to him." Taylor explained.

"Who is it, what do you want me to do?" Hank struggled to get up, but Taylor pushed him back, forcing him to look up at the teenager, reclined on his elbows.

"Actually it is a friend of yours, as Kyle told me. You know Captain Benjamin O'Rourke, do you?" Taylor continued.

"Ben?", Hank was indeed a close buddy of the Captain, who was in charge of security at the base. The officer stood 6 ft 2 inch tall. Blonde hair and stocky built. His arms and neck were heavy muscled and he was well-trained in all sorts of martial arts. Nobody dared to mess with him.

"No way! Forget it!" Hank's rebellious spirit was awake again. "What the fuck has Kyle to tell you about Ben anyway? Hank was all suspicious by now.

Taylor grinned. "Well, I believe we must make a little confession, Sarge. Ya' know, my big brother helped us a bit to get you out here ..."

"Bloody hell, that all was a fuckin' setup!" Hank glared furiously at Kyle who visibly blushed.

"Hank, I ... they ...Taylor made me do it ..." Kyle stammered helpless.

"Oh shut up you wimp. You are a disgrace for the Corps!" Hank yelled.

"Wow ...wow...wow, hold it, chill down man, we are cool here," Taylor laughed.

"But you are right. What Kyle did was not nice, he deserves to be punished" Taylor said in earnest.

"What?" Kyle asked startled.

"Sarge, you and my brother will fight it out. As you know we have some fine wrestling bouts going on and you and my bro will make a nice pair." Taylor said slyly, " and if you win, you may leave and we won't bother you again."

" and if I ...?" Hank asked suspiciously.

"Well Baby, if you go down, you will bring us into the base and help us with your buddy Ben." Taylor grinned.

"Oh come on, Taylor!" Kyle protested, "That's not funny. No .. I will not fight him!"

Taylor looked at his brother still smiling. "Of course you will and you will win for us. `cause if you don't I swear, we'll hook you up to that studhorse cum collector until your balls are jelly! And now strip!"

"Wha ...?," Kyle asked in shock.

"He's in the buff and so will you, hurry up now baby, loose your pants!" Taylor grunted impatiently.
"Ok, ok, I'll do it."

Meekly, Kyle got out from his fatigues. Joey and Rafe grinned in amusement over how much Taylor was able to control his big brother. They still remembered the time when they all had admired the well-built 230 lbs. Marine, when he drove on his heavy motorbike every weekend with another chick to screw. That all had come to an end, when Taylor had realized that there was a way to tame his wild brother by destroying his sexual prowess.

After he had conquered his big brother in his own bed where he had been mashing so many chicks to mattress, he had taken control over the oversexed macho Marine by trapping him in a sexual frenzy and finally fucked him on the saddle of his motorbike. By now and after even losing a cockfight it had come quite naturally to Kyle to accept his brother as the alpha male. Although he was stronger, he had given up to resist and never challenged his brother ever again.

His sexual straight orientation had changed as well. Under Taylor's
"training" he had turned into a willing bottom, who enjoyed being ridden by his younger brother.

Now the Lance Corporal was facing his Sergeant, who had slowly gotten back to his feet. Hank's body was still covered in sweat. His freshly pierced bull dick was dangling between his thighs, while he positioned himself.

"Ok, we have a deal then?" Taylor asked.

"You've got it, faggot!", Hank spat on the floor, "I'll take your treacherous brother apart and leave - and you better get outta my way."

"Hank ... I ... come on man .." Kyle tried to avoid the fight.

Hank gave him a hard look. He was the more experienced fighter and Kyle knew it. His only chance was the hope that the earlier ordeal had weakened the big Marine enough to make him vulnerable.

"Show me what you've got treacherous maggot!" Hank gave Kyle the "come on" sign. They circled warily, each trying to guess the other's intentions. The two Marines started by locking hands in a contest of strength. Taylor and his friends watched in awe as biceps and shoulder muscles flexed and bulged.

Taylor praised himself while he watched the two powerful men collide. He had conquered two prime specimens of the Marine Corps. He had fucked them straight as they were and now he had them under his spell, buck-naked, huffing and grunting, offering a great show for a gang of gay teenagers.

With brutal force Hank bent Kyle's hands backwards at the wrists. Kyle was forced down to his knees wincing in excruciating pain.

"How you like that, boy?" Hank sneered, "Give, or I'll break your arms!"

"Never!" Kyle howled while gathering all his strength.

Hank laughed and released his grip. Now he would play with the younger guy. The big Marine embraced the Lance Corporal, lifted him up and locked him in a chest to chest bearhug, squeezing tight. Their nipples were rubbing against each other, while the powerful bodies flexed and twisted. Both men were sweating hard as they tried to break the other one's balance. Kyle felt his dick hardening from the close contact with Hank's body.

In a desperate attempt to catch Hank of guard Kyle locked his mouth over his opponent's and forced him into a kiss. The teenagers cheered by whistling and hooting.

Furiously, Hank drove a knee deep into the bulging nut sac of the young Lance Corporal.
"Aaaaaeiiiiii !!!" Kyle screamed in agony and trapped Hank in a headlock. Both Marines crashed cursing to the dusty floor of the barn. Hay was flying everywhere, when the two sweaty bodies were rolling over and over arms and legs entwined. The teens watched amazed the grinding mass of sweating tattooed flesh and flexing muscle.

"Shit!" Kyle gasped as Hank rolled on top of him. Kyle fought, trying to buck and roll but Hank forced Kyle's muscular biceps under his knees and grinded the hard muscles. Kyle bridged up and tried to heave the Sergeant off him.

Hank held the younger man in a classic schoolboy pin. His still deflated dick was dangling in front of Kyle's face.

"Suck me!" Hank hissed, expecting that Kyle would resist such a humiliation. However Kyle caught the Sergeant's dick with his mouth and took it in. His tongue played with the mushroom head, while he applied as much suction as he could.

"Bitch!" Hank gasped as he felt the treacherous familiar tingling in his groin. For a moment he was distracted and with a desperate pelvic thrust Kyle managed to break free. He was hardly back on his feet when Hank charged at him again.

Kyle hunched and launched a surprise kick on Hank's knee and knocking him off balance. The younger Marine slammed into the Sergeant with a desperate football tackle that dropped him to the floor. Hank's neck and head hit the floor hard, sending his senses reeling as he almost blacked out. Kyle grabbed Hank's ankles picked them up and spread them wide. He drove his toes into the undefended bulge.

"Aaaaarghhhh!" Hank screamed.

"What's the matter, Sarge? Your big bull balls hurting?" Kyle felt for the first time that he could beat the hunky Marine.

" Fuck you!" Hank hollered. He arched his back and tried to roll out of Kyle's hold, but to no avail. Kyle lifted the kicking legs even higher and rolled the cursing hunk over onto his stomach. Kyle heard Taylor's snickering.

Hank felt dizzy and was unable to move fast. He was still on his knees when Kyle got behind him. The younger Marine pulled him up and brought him on his heels.

Kyle locked his arms on Hank's muscular neck and started choking him. Hank fought to wriggle free from the hold, but Kyle started shaking his head and body from side-to-side, making his cock and balls swinging wildly, until Hank's resistance was weakening.

He pushed the coughing hunk forward, making him stand on all fours.

Kyle reached down to probe the Sergeant's sweaty hole. The intruding finger made Hank yelp in helpless shock.

"Well done Bro! Nail `em!", Kyle heard his brother.

The Lance Corporal -- pumped with a rush of adrenaline - hugged the kneeling Sergeant. His hefty boner pushed against the wrinkled entrance to the older soldier's ass-hole. Both his arms encircled the heaving chest as he mounted his Sergeant. Hank knew that further struggle was futile.

"Open up!" Kyle commanded through clenched teeth while forcing his man tool inside the hot resisting hole.

A brutal thrust forward and Kyle penetrated his Sergeant's tight muscled rear defenses.

"Aaarggghh!!" Hank's cry pierced the air as Kyle's 8 incher was sinking inside of him tearing at his sphincter.

The bucking intensified. Soon the younger Marine's cock was buried up to the hilt in the Sergeant's wrecked guts. Each thrust slammed Kyle's balls hard against the screaming Marine's tight buttocks. Blood was raging in the Sergeant's dropped head. He had trouble to hold his ass up in the air. His knees were trembling and he felt like being about to collapse. Hank's now tiny pink balls were swinging back and forth with the rhythm of the Lance Corporals fuck ride.

Taylor knew from his brother's flushed expression that Kyle was approaching his climax. Kyle bit hard into Hank's neck taking all the remaining fight out of the gasping soldier.

Some more savage thrusts and it was over. Hank's knees gave way as Kyle was ramming him in the dust of the barn floor. Short, sharp convulsions wracked Kyle's body as his balls contracted. Hot cum erupted from his swollen shaft, flooding the defeated Sergeant's conquered ass.

At the same moment Hank's muscle-packed body went into uncontrollable spasms. He felt his balls ready to burst, attaching themselves to the base of his cock. But strangely his once proud fuck pole remained limp and deflated. His bodily instincts ordered him to shoot his load, however, his nuts were depleted. Hank's back arched as he tried desperately to find relief in an impossible climax.

Still impaling his defeated opponent, Kyle reached under the Sergeant's arms and pulled them up until they were helpless trapped over his thighs. Then he locked his hands under Hank's chin and forced his head up holding him in a cruel camel clutch forced to face the laughing teens.

"You give?" he asked panting.

"Nnnnn...oooooo...!" Hank moaned stubbornly.

Kyle started to hump the helpless man again. Kyle didn't know but from his hunched position almost every thrust was hammering in Hank's prostrate. Hank's macho pride was crumbling away. Electric currents seemed to run through all parts of his body as his package was grinded into the floor.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhh ... uuuuhh ...uuuuh nggggg -- ahhhhh!" Hank was forced into a final orgasm but without any cum erupting from his sperm drenched cock. In helpless panic he feared that Kyle could even keep him in that state of mind-shattering arousal at will. His eyes bulged in their sockets.

Reduced to a whimpering moaning heap of man's ecstasy he screamed his defeat: "I give, I give, I giiiiiivvve .. awww pleeeezee stop. I can't take it any more ..!"

Kyle looked at his brother and after Taylor gave him a thumbs up, he released the shivering hunk from his grip. Hank slumped to the ground, half passed out with an unfocussed gaze.

"No more ... no more ... no more " he repeated mechanically.

The hooting teens rushed to the young Marine clapped him on the shoulders, and slapped playfully his round ass cheeks.

"Good job Bro, really nice work!" Taylor's praise made Kyle immensely proud.
"Now you are truly one of us."

Taylor looked down at Hank. "A deal is a deal. Guys, let's pay Captain Ben a courtesy visit!"

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