During our relationship, John and I had bought a lot of sex toys and accessories. We kept them in a box under the bed. The box was filled with things that we wanted to try but never got round to using.
This is a story about the day that we finally used some of the items...
John and I had just got out of bed and were sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee. It was already eight o'clock in the morning. John only had about half of an hour before he was meant to leave for work.
"What are you going to day with your day off?" John asked me.
"I haven't made any plans." I replied.
"So you're going to be in all day?" He asked.
"Yes, unless I find someone to fuck." I answered, smiling.
"Oi, you know I hate those jokes." He said, looking annoyed.
"I'm sorry baby." I said, regretting what I had said.
John leaned across the breakfast bar and gave my a peck on the lips. Before he had chance to pull away, I grabbed the back of his head and started to make out with him. My cock grew almost instantly, as it always did when kissing my brother.
After a couple of minutes of tongue wrestling, John pulled away. He had a look on his face, a look that suggested that he was planning something.
"What?" I asked.
"I don't have long, but I have an idea." He announced.
"What's that then?" I asked, a little confused.
"Come up stairs." John ordered as he hopped off his stool.
With my cock still hard, I obeyed and followed him through the house and up the stairs. We ended up in the bedroom, standing beside the bed.
"Take your clothes off, bitch." John said in a masterful tone.
I always loved when he spoke to me like that, It has always turned me on.
"Yes sir." I said.
I pulled my vest off and threw it onto the bed.
"Hurry the fuck up, slut!" John ordered, clearly impatient.
I quickly pulled my sweatpants off, letting my solid cock spring free.
"Get on the bed" John ordered.
"Yes sir." I said, climbing onto the bed.
I sat there, unsure what he wanted me to do.
"On all fours, bitch!" John snapped.
I placed myself on all fours, with my ass facing toward John.
From behind me, I heard the opening of a drawer followed by a squirt sound.
"Let's open this ass up for your master." John said, as he pressed his wet fingers against my awaiting hole.
Two fingers slid inside me, quickly followed by a third.
"Oh fuck!" I moaned as the three fingers worked my hole, hard and fast.
He was so rough with me, that it hurt a little. The pain wasn't bad enough to complain yet.
"That's a good boy, open up for me." John said.
Before long a fourth finger found its way into my ass. His hand quickly moved in and out of my hole, stretching me as much as it could.
"Stop, it hurts." I groaned.
"Shut up and take it, fucking fag!" He snapped
"Don't move." John ordered, as he pulled his hand from inside me.
John pulled the big red box from under the bed. When he removed the lid, the room was filled with the smell of rubber and leather.
Still on all fours, I listened while John dug through the box. I heard chains rattle and heavy objects land on the floor. Not knowing what was coming had my cock throbbing.
Johns hand pushed back inside me, this time with the addition of his thumb. He slowly fisted my ass, opening me up.
It hurt just as much as it did before but I had come to enjoy the pain. With every movement of Johns hand, I oozed pre.
He pulled his hand back out of my ass, leaving me feeling like I was gaping.
"Did you like that, slut?" He asked.
"Yes sir." I replied, catching my breath.
John placed a butt plug on the bed, where I could see it. I guessed that was his way of letting me know what was coming.
It was one of the bigger plugs that we had bought. Not including its base, it was five inches long and at its widest point, it was seven inches round.
John squirted a good load of lube onto the plug.
"Relax your ass." John said, taking hold of the toy.
I gasped as the wet tip pressed against my hole. Without hesitation, John pushed the plug inside me.
"Oh fuck!" I almost screamed, as I took the widest part of the toy.
The pain was almost too much for me. I took hold of my cock and started to stroke it slowly. I knew that playing with myself would make the pain less intense.
The toy was quickly all the way inside me. My ass gripped the stem, holding the toy deep within me. Now that I was past the worst of it, I released my cock.
"Good boy." John said, almost congratulating me.
"Stand up!" John ordered.
I slide off the bed, stood up and faced John. My ass gripped at the toy with every movement, causing rushes of pleasure to wave through me.
"Turn around!" He ordered me.
"That looks hot." He said, looking at the base of the plug that pressed against my hole.
"You will keep that plug inside you until I take it out, understand?" He said.
"Yes sir." I said, turning to face my master.
"Good boy." John said.
I smiled as he reached into his jeans, adjusting his obviously solid cock.
"I'm leaving now." He announced.
"Ok baby." I said.
Without warning, Johns hand struck my face. The slap left a burning sensation on my cheek.
"Ok what?" He said, .
"Ok sir, sorry sir." I said, holding my face.
The slap turned me on so much, that I was oozing pre.
Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was now nine o'clock. John was already late for work. He was good friends with his boss so he wouldn't get in too much trouble.
"Lay on the bed." John ordered.
Without hesitation, I laid in the middle of the bed, placing my head on a pillow. The mattress pushed the plug further into my ass, causing pleasure that I can't explain.
John bent over, reaching back into the box of tricks. He pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs.
"Give me your arm!" He demanded.
I must of hesitated for too long. John grabbed me by the wrist and pulled my arm toward him.
After locking one of the cuffs around my wrist, he wrapped the chain around one of the bars in the headboard and locked the other cuff around my free arm.
"Now you will have to stay here, waiting for me." He said, smiling.
The comment made my cock throb.
"Make sure that you are a good boy." He said, while once again adjusting his cock.
"I will sir." I replied.
After kicking the unwanted items under the bed, John put the keys to the cuffs in his pocket then walked out of the bedroom.
"Oi, give me a kiss before you go!" I shouted as he was about the close the door.
John came storming back into the bedroom, raised his hand and gave me another slap to the face.
"Fuck!" I yelled, feeling the pain in my cheek.
He'd hit me harder then earlier but it gave me twice as much pleasure.
"Don't tell me what to do, bitch." He snapped, gritting his teeth.
The slap made my ass clinch, gripping the butt plug.
"Sorry sir." I said, glad that I'd shouted at him.
John looked me up and down then walked back out of the room, closing the door behind him.
I listened as he ran down the stairs and out of the house.
While I laid there with my ass filled, I was both turned on and upset at the same time. I couldn't believe that he'd worked me up and then left me.
I wiggled around, pulling myself up the bed. Every movement made the toy shift inside me, causing me to moan.
Eventually, I managed to move up the bed til I was almost sat up. I leaned against the headboard, allowing myself to enjoy the plug pressing against my insides.
I was alone for around four hours and my cock didn't soften for a second. It was motivated by the anticipation of what was to come.
The whole time that I was on the bed, I was grinding on the plug, loving my ass being filled to the max.
The four hours felt twice that long to me. That's why I was relieved when I heard the front door being unlocked. I knew that my master was home.
I was exited when I heard him walking up the stairs.
I don't know which part of all this turned me on more. The plug, my master or the fact that my master was also my brother.
The bedroom door slowly opened and John walked in. He smiled when he saw me sat there.
"I got out work early." He announced, walking toward the bottom of the bed.
He sounded so calm, so I was surprised when he grabbed my ankles, using them to pull be down the bed.
I was now back in the position that he had left me in.
