Broen

This story is written as a standalone short story and is not part of my wider series. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, bondage, incest, chastity, hypnotism, and forced submission, if that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged 18 or older.

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Broken by my Little Bro Nate

Part 1

Jay was looking forward to spending the summer between junior and senior years of college traveling abroad just like his wealthy parents but when his travel visa got cancelled at the last moment his plans fell apart. Jay texted his parents, but they told him they were away all summer and left his little brother Nate in charge of the house. "Just tell Nate your coming home dear and he will have the maids ready your room for you, I am sure he will be excited to have his big brother coming home." Jay disagreed with his mom but didn't say so in his reply.

As Jay drove up to the gate house of the family estate, he dreaded a reunion with Nate as they hadn't parted on the best of terms. Being away at college he hadn't seen much of his little bro in recent years, Nate would be eighteen now after graduating high school. Back when they both lived at home, Nate had been a quiet, shy, reserved kid and Jay had constantly pushed him to be more social and assertive. Jay would push Nate to join the baseball or swim team like himself or at least go out and make friends with the popular kids. Nate resisted Jay's prodding even when Jay got frustrated and pushed him harder then he should have, "For his own good," as Jay always said. Jay never saw himself as a bully, but he was not sure Nate would agree.

As Jay punched in his gate code the light stayed red and the speaker crackled to life. "Hey Bro," came Nate's voice with a sneer to it, "There are some new house rules, put your wallet and phone in the secure box and I will open the gate." Jay argued but was ignored. Jay knew this was just a shitty little power move by Nate, but his only choices were to leave and get a hotel or give in. So, he deposited his keys and phone, planning to retrieve them later.

As the car pulled to a stop down the long driveway leading to the isolated mansion a new security guard Nate didn't recognize approached. As a college baseball player Nate was a fit guy, but this security guard put his physique to shame. The guard was a large black man with a bald head that was built like a cage fighter. He was bulging with roid fueled muscles that stretched his tight uniform shirt. As Jay got out of the car and was stretching from the long ride from college, he told the guard to get his bags but to his surprise the giant guard threw him back onto his car with his hands on the hood and began to frisk him.

"What the fuck dude, I live here! You work for me."

"Sorry Sir, Master Nate's orders."

The guard was rougher then he needed to be with his frisking and Jay was about to complain again when the goliath tore his shirt off in one ripping motion and quickly had his wrists zip tied behind his back with plastic zip ties. When Jay did speak up the guard landed a forearm in his mid-section knocking the wind out of him and sending him to his knees.

When Jay's vision cleared, he saw his little bro Nate framed in the front door watching. Gone was the scrawny shy twerp Jay remembered. Nate was a full six foot now but unlike Jay's athletic shape Nate was covered in lean flat muscles, his shirtless emo body was hairless and tight with creamy smooth skin above his leather pants and combat boots. He wore his jet back hair short and shaved on one side, he had dark almost goth makeup on and wore silver jewelry that shone against his hairless chest.

Nate spoke with authority and clarity, looking at the guard and ignoring Jay as something irrelevant, "Strip him naked, bind his ankles and take him to his room." Before Jay could speak Nate had already turned his back and headed inside. The guard easily tore off his pants and zip tied his ankles so he could only hop before tossing Jay over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and lugging him inside.

Jay was taken to his old room where the guard unceremoniously dumped him on the floor. Nate hovered over him, using his boots he rolled Jay onto his back and pressed a combat boot onto Jay's chest as he lay there naked with wrists and ankles bound tight in plastic zip ties. "I think I have things under control now Leo, that bonus is in your account you can return to the guard shack until I call again. I want to be alone with my bro."

After the guard left Nate sat down on Jay's chest, the leather of his pants was warm as it pressed on Jay's athletic bare chest. Nate reached back and casually slapped Jay's cock getting a grunt from his brother, "I always thought a jock like you would be bigger," Nate pauses and slapped it harder watching it twitch and stand at attention, "This little thing is barely a cock, I think it's more of a clit, huh I didn't know I had a faggy little sister."

Jay was red in the face mad, "Ok dude, ha-ha you had your..." Jay's protest was interrupted when Nate leaned back and punched him full force in the balls getting a loud gurgling yelp from his big bro.

"Shut the fuck up bitch, I am in control here not you, go ahead speak out of turn again, I dare you!" Nate's fist hovered over Jay's sore ball sack and Jay wisely fell silent. "Here is the deal bro" Nate said the world 'bro' with dripping disdain, "I am in charge of the household this summer, you made the mistake of returning here, that means I am in charge of you now." When Nate saw Jay inhale to begin protesting again, he slapped his face hard enough to leave a red mark, the warning worked, and Jay shut up.

"This summer you will call me Master and do what I say when I say it, you will be known as Fag the name Jay is banned in this house now." When Nate saw the anger and resistance in Jay's eyes he only smiled. "You still think you can resist me, that you can win somehow, let me show you just how helpless you are Fag." While standing up Nate intentionally let his boot tread press down on Jay's ball sack and smiled seeing the grimace of pain on Jay's face as his balls were crushed.

When Nate returned, he sprayed body oil on Jay's small cock and slipped on a nub sized chastity cage, closing it with key. Jay pulled and fought in his bindings, his big muscles taut and rippling but the plastic ties held strong. "You know Fag, when I got the small nub sized cage, I thought I was being cruel but dam it's just the right fit for your pathetic clit."

Despite the risk Jay could not keep silent, "Get that fucking thing off.." again his sentence was cut short, this time Nate moved around to his side and knelt down pressing his knee onto Jay's neck. "I warned you Fag," Nate said as he pried Jay's mouth open and shoved in a gag. The black durable rubber gag had a short tubular shape with a set of plastic-like lips on one end. With it strapped on Jay was forced to bite down on it like a mouth guard. Straddling Jay's face as he rolled and thrashed in his bondage Nate unbuttoned his leather pants and unveiled his throbbing nine inches of prime twink fuck meat.

Slapping Jay's face with his thick cock he laughed at his college athlete alpha bro, "Now that is a man's cock Fag, I know you are going to love how it tastes!" Nate raised his hips and stuffed the thick meat into the tight gag hole, the cock head sliding safely past Jay's teeth into his warm moist mouth. Holding Jay's head flat to the carpet Nate began to pump his hips fucking Fag's mouth hole. Jay gnashed and fought but the mouthguard like gag kept his teeth at bay and with his arms and ankles bound he had no leverage to knock his smaller bro off him.

Nate was enjoying his brothers struggle, he wanted Jay to suffer before he began the hypnosis tapes that would condition his mind and break him. This was payback for all the abuse and bullying Jay had done to him as a kid. Nate pumped faster and faster, his cock head slamming into Jay's throat as the back of his head pressed into the carpeted bedroom floor. When Jay stated to gag on the cock head Nate felt a surge of power, "Yes you fucking Fag bitch choke on my real man's dick! Fuck it's going to blow!"

Jay's eyes watered as he felt the flood of Nate's twink cum shoot down his throat and was forced to swallow it down. Slowly Nate regained some of his composure and wiped the sweat off his body with a hand towel, tossing the sweaty wet towel onto Jay's face. "Whew, I needed that, but that is only the start of my plans for you Fag, your training begins now."

Nate put the noise canceling headphones on Jay and secured them with a leather strap as he pulled the pink leather dog collar from the dresser and locked that in place with a padlock. Jay couldn't hear his brother anymore, he heard instead a soft hypnotic voice telling him that he was a fag submissive, to accept Nate supremacy by calling him Master. Nate shoved his sweat soaked hand towel halfway through the hole in the gag so Jay would taste and smell his scent as he listened to the hypnotic recording on a loop and left the room.

Initially Jay scoffed at the ridiculous message repeating in his ears but as he lay on the floor of his old bedroom his limbs bound, his cock encased the pink hard cage, chewing on the gag, the taste of Nate's cum lingering in his mouth he had to admit the massage was at least partially true. He didn't fully accept it yet, but he admitted to himself that on some level he was helpless fag submissive, and Nate was Superior at the moment. Nate left Jay to listen to the recoding the rest of the day, knowing the words would worm their way into his conscious brain before having Leo clean him up and prepare him for the next day.

Part 2

Nate kept his former 'big bro' Jay, now called Fag, locked, and bound in his room all week, he wore the pink chastity cage full time and was being forced to listen to the hypnotic tapes at lest twelve hours a day when not getting maintenance spankings to remind him he was just a pathetic obedient sissy girl now. Deciding it was time to see if his training had worked Nate instructed Leo to deliver Fag to the kitchen the next morning when he was ready.

Nate was walking around the kitchen shoeless in his pajama bottoms making coffee when Leo led Fag into the kitchen on a leash. Nate smiled broadly. Leo had shaved his Fag clean of any body hair from neck to toes and dressed him in his new summer outfit. Jay's athletic freshly hairless arms were bound behind his back in pink leather armbinders and matching collar, his cock cage was visible behind the pink frilly lace panties that was worn with a matching see through bra. As Leo yanked the leash, he stumbled in the pink high heel shoes, his ankles hobbled by a short silvery chain connected to pink leather ankle cuffs. The last bits of clothing were the thick leather of the pink panel gag secured over his mouth and matching knee pads.

"That outfit is perfect on him Leo thank you!" Nate promised Leo another bonus for going beyond his normal duties before dismissing him. Nate took the leash and pulled Fag around the spacious kitchen in circles like a show pony occasionally spanking his ass when he fell behind. "I must say Fag you make a halfway pretty sister, now kneel and wait."

Fag obediently knelt on his knee pads at Nate's side. With the gag set deep in his month he could not reply with the 'yes Master' he wanted to say but he could at least obey and try to make the master happy. Fag bowed his head politely and waited, smiling in his gag when Master Nate took a moment away from his breakfast to rub his head like a pet. For the last week Fag had only been feed a mix of cold oatmeal with a protein shake mixed in and a high fiber psyllium husk supplement. So, it was not a surprise that his stomach made gurgling noises at the smell of the bacon and eggs his master was eating.

Nate took his time testing Fag's patience and was happy to see the conditioning had set in deep. Nate had paid a lot of money to have that recording made by some of the best cognitive and hypnotism scientists he could find. Finally, he put the plate on the floor with just the remnants of his meal smeared around the edges of the plate. "Would my Fag like some?" he asked, getting an enthusiastic nod in return. He smiled and patted his head before removing the thick pink gag and setting it aside on the kitchen table.

Fag was eyeing the plate on the floor with hungry eyes, but he knew to wait for permission. Nate stood in front of him and pulled down his pajama pants showing off his impressive cock standing halfway between hard and soft. Nate watched Fag's eyes go from the food to his cock and watched as Fag drooled involuntarily with the programed Pavlovian response at seeing his master's cock.

"Tell me Fag back in college when you were Jay, did you get a lot of pussy?"

Fag blushed, "Yes Master, girls found me handsome and well you know."

"Did any of those girls peg your pretty boy ass?"

"No Master."

"How about in the locker room, all those horny boys, surely someone has broken the virgin seal on your ass before now?"

"No Master no one has, umm used me that way before."

"Would my cock hungry little sister like me to fuck her ass and show her what a real man can do?"

Fag blushed red. Deep in his mind he knew a week ago he would have laughed or screamed at the idea but now it made him flush with anticipation and arousal, "Oh yes Master please fuck your Fag and show her what a real man is."

Nate smiled broadly, his cock now standing firm and rigid. He had planned for months for this moment, bribing officials to cancel his brother's visa, hiring new security guards loyal only to him, finding the unethical scientists willing to take a bribe to make the mind conditioning tapes and hundreds of other small and subtle activities. The food forgotten Nate grabbed the leash and lead his Fag to the master bedroom.

Once in the room Nate pushed Fag roughly into the wall, his forearm pressing on the neck, as his other hand started to stroke and prob the hairless athletic body with its arms still in the arm binders. Nate ran a hand inside the lacy bra and pinched then squeezed Fag's nipples getting a groan of delight. Nate saw the small cock in the chastity cage grown and pull on the ball sack as it strained to free itself and failed. Ripping the bra off, Nate leaned in and chewed on the nipples, torso, and abs while pressing with a hand closed onto Fag's neck pinning him to the wall.

"Beg me again," Nate whispered between taking bites and licks of Fag's flesh enjoying possessing the whole body. Obediently Fag begged for his master to fuck him, he pleaded to let him feel the length of Master's twink cock fill his virgin ass. Nate was feeling euphoric on the power seeing that his former older brother was now utterly and totally broken, nothing more then a cock hungry little sissy fag now.

Nate could not resist anymore. He threw Fag onto the bed face down watching the hairless muscled athletic ass bounce as he landed hard. Nate climbed up on top of his bound 'sister' and with a quick spray of lube started to open her ass with his fingers. Fag kept on begging and pleading, thanking his master for each finger that entered him. Nate had enough foreplay and mounted his Fag, lining up his cock head with the tight annal ring he pushed his nine inches of hairless twink meat into the waiting and hungry hole.

Pressing Fag's face into the sheets Nate thrust his hips harder and deeper with each push. The pleading and begging from Fag turned to moans of pleasure feeling the long fat cock fill and stretch him. Nate's body was getting hot and coated in a sheen of sweat as he kept pumping into his brother's freshly deflowered ass. The musky smell of sex and body order filed the room to accompany the wet slapping noise as Nate's creamy smooth pelvic skin slapping onto his little 'sister's' hairless muscular ass.

They both lost track of time wrapped up in the ecstasy of the moment. After a week of no one touching his cock Fag had shot multiple spurts of cum into his cage and onto the bed sheets under him as his prostate was impaled. Finally, Nate arched his back as he reached his climax and fired thick ropes of his master twink cum deep into the athletic ass. Nate collapsed on top of Fag in heap of flesh, sweat, and cum as they both caught their breath.

Nate would fuck his Fag daily over that summer and when Fag was not being used as a sex toy, he was made to clean the house, cook, do laundry and in general meet Nate's daily domestic needs. The power of the mental conditioning having been confirmed the need for the bondage restraints passed and they were slowly removed. Fag wore multiple skimpy, frilly, and girly outfits over the summer to please her master, but the chastity cage and pink collar never came off. When Jay originally realized, he was going to spend the summer at home he had dreaded it, but now he was grateful to Master Nate for giving him the best summer of his life.

The End