Disclaimer. This story, like its prequel, are completely of the imagination. Any resemblance to anyone living/dead is interesting, yet coincidental. Don’t read if you shouldn’t be, or if you are offended.
I was floating in darkness, naked, being pulled forward by some unknown force. It felt good to be controlled this way. It felt too good. My cock started to rise as I was manipulated through the darkness. My body bent backwards, my back arching, and my cock led the way, like the proud figurehead on the ships bow. Precum was flowing freely, and it seemed to dreamily spread its self over my cock. It felt better and better, and my cock became wetter and wetter.
“Good boy. Don’t fight it,” the voice said to me through the darkness. I felt my legs and arms pulled apart, and soon I was suspended spread eagled in the darkness. I felt slithering tubes of force begin to run over my chest, tweaking my ragingly hard nipples. I moaned and looked down. I saw nothing there, but the effect of whatever it was on my body was obvious. With my arms and legs held apart I couldn’t resist, but more to the point, I didn’t want to. I felt another tendril of force wrap around my cock. It was so warm and smooth, and it began to deftly milk me. Yet another tendril, swollen and pulsating violently, pressed against my ass. It began to slide around gently, causing me to moan louder. I tried to press back against it, but the way I was restrained put me entirely at its mercy.
Tendrils of force were stroking my entire body now, and I felt a large one press against my mouth. “Succumb!” the voice commanded, and I did. My mouth opened, and I began to suck furiously on the tendril that had entered it. I moaned around the invisible object in my mouth as the tendril at my nether regions penetrated me, while the one wrapped around my cock milked me relentlessly. “You belong to me now.”
My body was in a state of ecstasy. The column in my ass plowed in and out, barraging my prostate again and again. I was deep throating the object in my throat, as thousands of tiny tendrils ran over my body. The tendril about my cock was moving excruciatingly slow, bringing me slowly to the orgasm that was inevitable…
The boy’s hair was dark and long, his body wiry and lithe. He was wearing only his boxers as he brushed his teeth. He was getting ready for a doctors appointment. His older brother had to go back today, and he was going along for his check up. The boy was Michael, only seventeen years old, and in his junior year of High School.
“Fuck. Philippe is still sleeping,” he said to himself as he finished brushing his teeth. He went to wake him up. He opened the door and entered his older brother’s room. He flipped on the lights, and walked over to his brother’s bed. Philippe was still sleeping, and there was a strange look on his face.
“Come on bro, time to get up!” he said as he threw back the covers. He balked as he saw his brother’s naked body, cock rock hard and jutting upward, dripping…
The tendrils were nearing their end. I was moaning loudly now around the object in my throat as it began to let loose in my mouth. I swallowed the cum it was producing lustily, as I felt my ass being filled as well. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I was being milked too well. My body convulsed as his orgasm began.
A rush of cold air came over my body, and my eyes snapped open. I was already orgasming, and I looked up into my startled younger brothers eyes as my cum let loose. My mouth was hanging open in pleasure, and I was startled to feel my own cum splashing across my face. I couldn’t help but to swallow, staring into Michael’s eyes, as he stared at my convulsing cock in shock. My orgasm ended, and he looked slowly from my still twitching cock, to my cum covered chest, to my dripping face. I licked my lips without meaning to, and he just stared.
“Uh…” I said. “That was some dream. You okay bro?”
He shook his head. “Yeah, uh, I’m fine. You need to get ready. We, er, are supposed to be at the doctors in an hour. His eyes dropped to my crotch again, and mine did too. He was tenting his boxers.
“Thanks bro. Ill get ready.” I picked up the underwear from the bed next to me and wiped up my cum. He was still staring, oblivious to the tent in his shorts, and I left him to his thoughts and climbed into the shower. I knew I should feel weird about what had happened, but the dream was still weighing heavy on my mind… That and I was looking forward to my check up, though I don’t know why.
“Welcome Philippe, Michael,” Dr. Om’all greeted us. He looked the same as last time. I guessed his age to be about twenty five. His short hair was a healthy looking glossy black, his skin was tan, and his nice body was well accentuated by his tight white lab coat and dress pants. “So, Michael, just a routine check up for you today?”
“Yes sir. Our parents figured since Philippe was already coming, I should too.” Michael, though seventeen, looked so young next to his brother. He was nervous, and this added to his youthful appearance.
“Excellent. I’ll make sure everything is working well,” he promised. “Philippe, if you could just sit over there while I examine your brother, and I will be right with you.”
It was like a flashback to the week before. Dr Om’all checked his ears, eyes, felt his throat, and did all the other normal doctor things. I felt my cock start to twitch in my pants when it came to the eye test. The doctor walked over, flipped off the lights, and turned on the projector.
“Time for the eye test. If you could read these off to me, Michael.” Michael read off the letters as the doctor changed the slides. The all too familiar strange symbols appeared on the screen, and Michael stared at them.
“Um, doctor, I don’t think these are in English,” Michael complained. “I can’t read them.” Doctor Om’all smiled.
“Look closer, Michael,” the doctor instructed. I watched Michael as his eyes dilated and his face went blank. His body relaxed where he sat, and he sighed contentedly.
“How do you feel Michael?” the doctor asked.
“Good…” Michael spoke slowly and drowsily, drawing out the word.
“You want to obey me now, don’t you? It feels good to do what I say.”
“Yes!” Michael replied, his voice echoing great pleasure. The doctor turned to me.
“Go to sleep, Philippe.” I couldn’t help but to obey.
“Well, that’s that,” the doctor said flipping on the lights. I raised my head and looked at my little brother. He dragged his eyes away from the screen, and then with a bit of a shock looked down at his tented jeans. “Time for your prostate exam, Michael. If you could please remove your clothing and get on the table. Hands and knees please.” Michael’s eyes went a bit wide as he stood up and began to take off his clothes. He seemed to have the same strategy I did, starting with the shoes and going as slowly as possible. Once those were done, he moved to his shirt. I stared at his naked torso as the shirt came over his head, over his blushing cheeks, and off onto the floor. My cock twitched in my pants. My brain was powerless to tell me that it was wrong to think of my brother like that. My cock knew he was hot, and it was in control.
Michael peeled off his jeans next, and revealed his tented wet boxers in their full glory. He blushed deeper, and then the boxers followed. His cock was practically dripping onto the floor, and it was jumping around out of control. He climbed onto the table and positioned himself on his hands and knees. The doctor came up behind him and rubbed lube on his hole. Michael tried to stifle the moan, but it escaped his lips anyway. And the moment arrived. Michael yelled out in pleasure, cum shooting from his cock, as the doctor inserted his finger. His body was shaking, his cock dripping copious amounts of precum, as the doctor moved his finger around inside.
“Why don’t you help him out, Philippe?” I obeyed my doctor, and stepped around in front of my brother. His eyes were glazed, and he looked up at me lustily. I opened my jeans and pulled out my cock. Michael looked at it for a moment before lowering his head and taking me into his mouth. I didn’t care that it was my brother. The doctor told me what to do, and I was doing it. The pleasure was amazing.
“That’s it boys, you’re both doing very well.” Michael was convulsing beneath the admonition of the doctors examination. He was being thoroughly admonished, and his body was enjoying every moment of it. “Michael, stop sucking Philippe’s cock now.” Michael obeyed, though he missed the feel of his brother in his mouth. “Come here Philippe,” the doctor commanded, slowly pulling out of Michael. Michael’s body continued to buck on the table, despite the removal of the doctor’s cock. His body was still being wracked with tremendous waves of pleasure.
“Yes Master,” I found myself replying as I stepped around to the doctor’s side. My cock twitched at my obedience. The doctor pulled Michael off of the table and supported his pleasure weakened body.
“Lay down, Philippe,” the doctor said as he adjusted the table at an angle, so that whoever was lying down would have their back propped up. I did as I was told. The doctor helped Michael up onto the table, and he lay on top of me, his back to my chest and my cock poised at his threshold. The doctor pushed Michael’s body down, and the head of my cock passed into him. I felt, for the first time, my brother’s body from the inside.
Michael couldn’t believe it. His brother was inside him, touching with his most valuable appendage the spot inside of his body that gave him such great pleasure. The doctor had guided him at first, lifting and setting him down, but as the pleasure began to rise and over take him he began to ram himself repeatedly onto his brother’s cock. He felt the muscles of Philippe’s body beneath his back, and Philippe’s arms ran up his stomach and began to tweak his nipples.
The doctor climbed onto the table, hovering over Michael’s body. “Relax Michael, and I promise you will enjoy this.” He placed his cock against Michael’s hole and Philippe’s cock and pushed. Michael cried out in pleasure and pain as the doctor also entered him.
I felt the doctor’s cock sliding into Michael on top of mine, and I almost came right then. I focused my will power, fed by my desire to obey the doctor, my master, and fought off the urge. We held Michael stationary between us and began to rapidly fuck him at different speeds.
“Excellent boys!” the doctor exclaimed, “You’ve got me so close.” He was breathing hard and fucking Michael furiously. “That’s it! I’m cumming!” He pulled Michael down deep onto both of our cocks as he began to shoot. I felt the contractions of his cock as he began to shoot forcefully into my little brother. I felt his cum sliding around my cock inside Michael, and I hit the edge. “Cum, Philippe!” the doctor commanded, and I did. I yelled loudly as I shot again and again into my brother. My body was convulsing, and had I not been under both Michael and the doctor, I would have been all over the place. It seemed that I was cumming for an eternity, but soon it ended and the doctor pulled out.
“Why don’t you help your brother, Philippe?” the doctor asked me. I lifted him off me, and laid him where I had been on the table. Michael was insensible, making guttural noises, his mind overcome with pleasure. His cock was flowing freely, and it twitched violently. I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. I sucked him slowly, moving my head up and down and up and down. He was moaning perpetually now, and his precum was positively gushing. I swallowed it with hunger, moaning on his cock. My finger found his threshold, and I inserted my finger into his already loosened ass. My finger began to stroke his prostate as his body bucked beneath me.
“Very good boys,” the doctor said as he observed us. “You are enjoying this aren’t you?” We both moaned loudly in affirmation. “Good. I think it is time for you to come, Michael.” Michael, obeying the doctors commands began to come in my mouth, thrashing around in pleasure. I swallowed his cum as fast as I could. It felt so good, so right, swallowing my little brother’s seed. I had plans for him!