Brad in DANIP, Third Time is a Charm Chapter 9
by Aldric
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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Chapter 9

Brad was unable to sleep in the next morning because he was
still so horny he couldn't stand it.  While he had finally
gotten some relief at the expense of Dean, the accumulative
of the pills was still taking its toll on him.  His efforts
to find some way to satisfy himself only succeeded in waking
his brother.  For waking him up early on a weekend, Brian
retaliated by giving him another orange pill along with
breakfast.

Brad begged, pleaded, promised, and finally couldn't keep
from crying when begging his brother to not make him take
the pills.  The crying finally got Brian to offer him some
hope.

"If nobody has to correct you for anything, I'll stop giving
you the pills, but one time you forget to say please, thank
you, or call somebody sir, and you go back on three pills a
day."

"Please sir, can I have any relief today?  At least once,
please?"

"I'm not jacking you off, you can forget that" Brian said. 
"And you're not allowed to touch yourself.  Maybe Melissa
will help you."

Their sister had just entered the kitchen.  She leaned over
Brad's shoulder and took a good look at him.  "I think your
swollen balls look cool so I guess you're out of luck from
me too.  But I can send you next door to Sam, he might help
you.  But you know what he will want you to do."

Later that day when they saw Sam outside playing, Brad was
sent over.  Sam was more than happy to see him and took Brad
to his room.  Knowing what he wanted, Brad asked "Please
Sam, may I suck your dick?"

After Sam was satisfied (which took three sessions), Sam
finally agreed to help Brad.  But instead of what Brad had
hoped for Sam went and got a bath brush.  He pinned Brads
arms to the back of the mesh outfit and sat on his legs so
that he couldn't roll around and began to gently stroke the
tip of Brad's overly-sensitive dick.  But he watched closely
for signs that Brad was about to shoot and each time stopped
and waited for ten minutes or so.  Sam was sure he could
keep this up for hours, but he underestimated Brad's need
and only made it two hours before he caused Brad to shoot.

A pair of Sam's friend's showed up and Brad had to give them
blow jobs as well.  Then they took turns seeing who could go
the longest without making Brad cum.  The other two boys
were not as skilled as Sam and Brad was allowed to shoot
three more times before it was time for him to go home for
supper.

Sunday went about the same, except that Melissa had to
correct him for not calling her "Master" which put him back
on three orange pills a day.  Somehow he got through it the
day, but he spent a three-hour session with Sam before he
shot, and that turned out to be the only relief he got that
day.

Finally Monday came, and for the first time in a week it
didn't start with a spanking from team 1.  Pete had changed
from a L2O collar to a L1O collar, but Jim embarrassed them
both by having Brad give him a blow job in the hallway
anyway.  Unable to concentrate in school due to his need,
the time passed slowly for Brad.  Finally at 11 it was time
to go to the SRRB, which quickly decided to send him on to
court with a recommendation that his sentence as a L3O be
ended.

But the judge was not so quick to end the punishment,
especially when he read the logs.  Brad stood quietly as the
judge considered his options.

"Brad, I'm tempted to let you work your way down, first a
week as a L2O and then a week as a L1O, but I've decided to
skip the extra week.  I am going to continue your sentence,
but as a L1O, until midnight on Friday.  If you can stay out
of trouble, you do not need to return to this court except
to get the tracking bracelet removed from your ankle. 
Friday is a day off from school, so I will allow the SRRB to
make their decision on Thursday and trust your brother to be
honest and fair until the end of your sentence.  However, if
there is anything that the SRRB sees that makes them
consider extending your sentence, I'm writing an order that
will allow them to change your status to a L2O if they want. 
If that happens then you will need to see me again.  On the
other hand, if you complete your sentence on Friday, you
will be free to serve your detention on Saturday.  Do you
understand what I've said so far?"

"Yes sir, I do" Brad answered, looking up into his eyes
instead of down at the floor as he felt like doing.

"I'm going to make oral sex a continued part of your
sentence, meaning that you will provide oral sex to anyone
who asks for it.  Also, even after your sentence ends, you
will remain naked until each of your teachers have provided
a letter to your parents that you have caught up with the
material you have missed.  Any questions?"

"Uh, yes sir.  Brian still gives me the ahh, pills, and I
wasn't allowed to touch my self.  Any change there?"

"Good questions.  I'll remove the court-ordered prohibition
regarding you touching yourself, but you still will be at
the mercy of your controller.  I'll call your brother this
evening and talk to him regarding your questions.  Anything
else?"

"No sir, I don't have any more questions.  I'll work extra
hard this week to catch up on my class work."

"That may not be as easy as it sounds, Brad.  Remember, you
are still in the DANIP program.  That means that you will be
participating in the science class experiments again this
week."

Brad's heart sank.  He had thought he was finally done with
that phase of the punishment, but now he knew he had at
least another week to go.  But he didn't have any more
questions, so he traded in the fishnet mesh he had been
wearing for a L1O collar.  He was hoping for a chance to
relieve himself, but his mother ordered him to raise his
hands and she locked them to the collar.  "We'll see what
Brian wants to do when he gets home from school."

Brad remembered to say thank you to her, even though he
really didn't mean it.

Brian was actually thrilled.  "Now I don't have to do
everything for you, and I can still tease and torture you!"
he said with a gleam in his eye that made Brad nervous.

The next morning he found out that he and Pete, along with
two boys from the other middle school, were assigned as
subjects for the first period science class.  Both he and
Pete wore a L1O collar, as did one of the other boys.  The
last boy wore the bright orange L2O collar.  The worst shock
for Brad came when he saw that this was Kevin's class, but
his best friend immediately saw his reaction and raised his
hand.

"Can I be assigned to another class and do this project on
another week" he asked as soon as the teacher called on him.

"Why should I allow that?"

"Because one of the boys here is my best friend and I don't
want to have to perform my experiment on him."

"No, Kevin, I don't think that is sufficient reason.  You
will participate and you will conduct your experiment just
as you described it in your paper.  If you choose not to, or
if you give special consideration to your friend, you will
earn a detention for each day.  Do you still want out?"

Kevin looked at Brad, who was shaking his head indicating he
should say no.  Without any pride in his voice, Kevin
answered "No, I'll do the experiment."

The DANIP boys were quickly introduced to the teams and the
experiments.  Team one was continuing the work started the
previous week to determine the effects of use of the hair
remover product, only this week they would look to see if
there was any difference based on number of applications a
day.  Each boy was scheduled to he here until at least
Wednesday so they choose the L2O boy to get four
applications a day, the other boy from his school three
applications, and Brad to get two applications per day. 
Pete was excused from the study because they were waiting
for his hair to start growing back in after his first week
in DANIP.  The applications were applied as the team
spokesperson explained the project.

The second team, which was composed of five boys and three
girls, a sizable portion of the class, wanted to study with
humiliations had the greatest effect.  They started by
explaining how a lie detector worked and then went on to say
they would use the results to measure the effect various
humiliations had on each boy.  They hooked up the four
detectors they had to the boys and got some baseline
measurements.

"Now we want to pair Brad and Pete, and the other two boys,
and have you kiss each other" the spokesman said.  "And not
just a quick peck on the cheek, we want a long, passionate
kiss with the use of your tongues."

The four boys looked at their partners with disgust while
the class cheered them on.  One of the students had a
question.

"What if one of them was gay would that invalidate your
experiment?"

"We never thought of that, we'll have to devise an answer as
part of our final report" the boy leading the discussion
answered.  "But I wish I had thought of that, that would be
a great experiment to try and find out if any of them are
gay."

Meanwhile, Brad and Pete had moved close but had not made
contact.  They each had the same look in their eyes.  After
a few more seconds the teacher prompted them to hurry by
saying "If you four don't start in the next five seconds,
I'll give you a detention a minute until you do."  He began
counting out the seconds.

Not wanting to give any reason for extra problems, and
especially not wanting to have any more time added to his
sentence, Brad forced his tongue into Pete's mouth and Pete
responded the same.  They heard the teacher reach five and
inform the other two boys they had just earned a detention
and an entry on their logs.

"Put your arms around each other and squeeze tight, just
like you enjoy this" the girl next to them said. 
Reluctantly both he and Pete did as she directed.  Brad
didn't know what else this team had in mind for the week,
but he had decided somehow this was actually worse than
giving Pete a blow job.  After what seemed like forever they
were told they could break.

When they stepped apart, the class immediately noticed that
Brad had an erection.  The class began to hoot and cheer and
Pete's eyes were even bigger than before, but only Brad knew
it was the effect of the pill that Brian had given him that
morning.  But no matter what the truth was, he knew
everybody would remember only that he got a boner while
kissing another boy.  His humiliation was complete.

Team three consisted of Kevin and one other boy.  Kevin led
the discussion.  "We want to keep the Alternate Punishment
Area fresh and new, and several people have put in ideas for
improvements.  We are going to use the DANIP persons to give
us a good idea for a new area by taking their ideas and
making them each go through it.  Then we will select a panel
of judges to grade each one.  The highest grade will be
submitted to the APA.  And just to make sure everyone tries
their best, the one with the lowest grade will get a
detention, which was approved yesterday afternoon by the
principal."  Brad could see why Kevin didn't want to do that
this week; it was going to be like serving a detention
without actually earning one.  And the risk that he could
earn one just due to a lack of creativity.  "We will need
their ideas tomorrow so that we can do any design work we
need and get approval from the director of the APA to
practice them.  The final grading will take place Wednesday
after school, and of course, the class will be invited to
attend."  Kevin walked past Brad and whispered "sorry" to
him as he passed.

Team four wanted to cover reproductive biology.  Since Brad
already had a boner, they called on him to demonstrate to
the class the changes that occur when one reaches orgasm. 
The leader of team two immediately asked if they could re-
connect their lie detector equipment to him first so they
could add this to their list.  With the machine making noise
and the pens bouncing around, Brad began to jack off in
front of a class of twenty of his peers.  However, the good
news was that he was allowed to beat off, and since his
brother was still keeping him on two pills a day (which was
better than three, but not by much) he needed as much relief
as he could get.

That evening after dinner he needed another chance.  He knew
he would be getting one of the orange pills at bed time, so
he began begging Brian.  Brian had made it clear that he
would free Brad's hands no more frequently than once for
every two blow jobs he gave him.  If he could give his
brother one now that would be the second one today.  As
demeaning as it was, he had to beg, the pills made him that
horny.

"Please master Brian, please can I suck you off?"

"Naw, I don't think so" Brian answered, pretending to read a
book.  "I have a headache tonight and don't feel like it." 
Making Brad suffer and beg was about the only enjoyment he
got for being Brad's controller most of the time.  Well,
that and the blow jobs.

Brad actually got down on his knees and crawled over to
where Brian was laying on his bed and begged again.  He
stuck his face into Brian's jeans to try and get his brother
excited.

Brian decided his brother had been humiliated nearly enough. 
He dropped the book and said "Okay, okay, but you have to
get it out on your own.  You have five minutes and if you
haven't started I'm going to bed."  He lay there as Brad
squirmed around trying to unfasten Brad's jeans while his
arms were bound to the collar around his neck.

"I think I'll have a couple of my friends come over tomorrow
and let them watch you beg and plead for a chance to suck
me" he said as Brad got his pants unsnapped and the zipper
pulled down.

"Yes master, you know best, but I really wish you wouldn't"
Brad said as he worked Brian's jeans down.  "Please sir, did
I do something to make you mad at me?  Making me do this in
private is bad enough, but letting your friends watch?"

"I'm not making you do anything.  You're the one who keeps
coming to me begging to do it."  Brian knew he was being
unfair and raised his hips slightly to make it easier for
his brother.

"You keep giving me the pills.  If you had to take them for
a few days even, you'd know what it's like sir.  There isn't
anything I wouldn't do right now for a chance to beat off. 
And once doesn't cut it, I'm going insane.  I don't think
you know just how bad it really is."

Brad had gotten his boxers down and was working to get Brian
hard.  Brian thought about what Brad had just said and
decided he was right, he didn't know how bad it was.  He
decided to find out.  Nobody was keeping count of the pills,
but just the same he would cut Brad down to one a day.  And
he would take one tonight and another tomorrow at lunch just
to see what happens.  Brian arched his back and brought his
knees up as his brother finished his chore.

When he was done, Brian unlocked Brad's left hand.  He knew
that Brad was right-handed and was not as skilled at beating
off with his left hand, but if he was really that desperate
he would manage.  "I'll let you do it twice, but that's it. 
And if I catch you doing it three times I'll put you back on
three pills a day and not let you beat off at all."

Brad hurried over to his own bed to take care of business
before Brian changed his mind.  After he was done he asked
Brian to lock his free hand again, not able to trust himself
not to do it a third time.  He began to think of what he was
going to give to Kevin's team in the morning.  Whatever it
was, he knew it needed to be good.  Kevin was scared about
being too soft and easy with Brad, and for good reason.  So
Brad knew he would be more harsh than necessary just to be
sure.

Tuesday went more easily.  For some reason Brian didn't give
him a pill last night or again this morning.  Maybe his
pathetic pleading had struck a soft spot.  Or maybe his
brother really was going to save it all up for a big show
for his friends.

In science, Kevin and RJ, his partner, took the boys one at
a time to another room to get their ideas on what would make
a good new exhibit at the ADA.  When it was Brad's turn, he
asked the teacher to assign another student, saying he
wanted to be sure there were no doubts that he was treating
his best friend in accordance with the rules.  The teacher
thought that was a good idea and assigned a girl who was
also a member of the SRRB.  Brad explained his plan, called
flags, while Kevin and RJ took notes.  When they were done
Kevin cautioned the girl not to say anything to any of the
other students.

While they were back there, team four was using some
elementary school boys to get some data on age and size for
their reproductive biology paper.  They were looking for
hair growth and development, and Brad was already past that
stage.

Team one went next, using the hair remover as explained in
their plan.  They had already done Brad once that morning;
this was the second of four applications he would receive.

That left team two.  They started by connecting their gear
to Brad and Pete, and then they asked Pete to lie across a
table.  Both he and Brad knew what was coming next and the
team confirmed it by telling Brad that to measure his
response to humiliation he was going to provide oral sex to
all of the DANIP boys present, including the kids from the
elementary school.  He could hear the pens bouncing around
just from hearing what he was expected to do.

Pete was not as humiliated as Brad, but his pens were
whirling too, and the other team members were connecting two
more machines to the next boys.  It took the rest of the
period for him to finish because the younger boys were so
humiliated he couldn't keep them hard long enough to finish.

That afternoon on the bus going home Brian was in the front
row instead of his normal spot in the middle of the bus.  He
pulled Brad in next to him.  "You've got to do it as soon as
we get home" he said.

At first Brad didn't understand, but then he noticed the
tenting in Brian's pants.  "You took the pills, didn't you"
he said.  "You should try to go a full day, or a week like
you made me go.  Maybe tonight I won't feel like doing it."

"Just shut up.  You're doing it as soon as we get home or
I'll put you on three a day and laugh while you beg me
again.  Remember, I can still do myself if I need to.  And
you'd better remember to say please and sir."

Brad couldn't help laughing.  "Yes sir, and thank you sir. 
As soon as we get home, I understand sir."  He paused for a
second before saying in a serious voice "but thanks for
finding out how I feel.  I really do appreciate you doing
that.  I sincerely hope you will have a little more mercy on
me now."

When they reached their stop Brian pushed Brad out of the
seat and told him to hurry.  He ran on ahead, and by the
time Brad caught up he was in their room and dropping his
pants.  "Come on, don't even ask me, just do it" he said as
Brad closed the door.

Brad hurried over and saw that Brian's dick was twitching on
its own.  He barely even touched it before Brian began to
shoot and Brad wasn't able to catch it all.

"Don't worry about it, just do it again" Brian said as Brad
tried to clean up what ran down Brian's stomach.  The second
time Brad was actually able to slid his mouth up and down
his brother's shaft twice before Brian shot again, feeding
several thick gobs of cum down Brad's throat.

"God, I can't believe this" Brian said.  "I want you to do
it again."

"Just a second, I have to catch my breath" Brad said as he
watched Brian's dick elongate again.  The third time took a
few seconds longer, but once again Brian shot more than he
ever had before."

"Don't go far away, I'm going to want some more I think"
Brian said.  He unlocked both his brother's arms.  "But
you're on your own for now and with no limit.  You were
right, I really had no idea.  Just don't rub yourself so raw
you can't do it again."

Brad had waited for seven days to be allowed this freedom
and he didn't need any additional encouragement.  He quickly
went to his own bed and began to make his own messes.

Brad was just starting his fourth consecutive orgasm when
Brian suddenly came over and told him to stop.  Brad, unable
to stop now, kept pumping until he shot.  Brian then gave
the command Brad really didn't want to hear.

"Hands up" he said.  Brad was slow to comply, but he finally
did move both hands up to his neck where Brian could lock
them in place.

"Please Brian, you promised.  You know what I've been going
through, but for me its been over a week.  Look how swollen
my balls are."

"I know, but I just had an idea.  I think you're right; I
have been more cruel than I intended to be and I want to
make up for some of it.  But don't you ever, ever tell
anyone I did this!"  Without another word, he got between
Brad's legs and took Brad's dick into his mouth, using his
spit and the trails of cum to lubricate it as he slid up and
down Brad's shaft.  It only took a few strokes before Brad
warned him and began to shoot.  Brian didn't pull back until
Brad quit rocking his hips up.

"Not that I'm complaining, but why" Brad asked.

Brian had gone to the bathroom to spit out the sperm he had
in his mouth.  When he came back he said "Because, like I
said, I guess I owed it to you.  But don't ever tell anyone
I did it, I mean that.  Not that there is anything I could
ever do to you."

"Can you leave my hands free a little longer?"

"No, you're still a L1O, and you need to be humiliated and
tormented.  So I'm going to restrict your activities for now
and give you two pills.  And before you ask, the directions
allow me to give up to three at once as long as I don't give
more than four per day."  He left the room, but came back in
a few seconds with the pills.

"Taking two at once will speed up the reaction time and they
will start affecting you in just a few hours.  I really am
going to invite some friends over and I want to make you beg
us.  In fact, I'm going to make it three pills" he said,
shaking out another pill into his hand and holding them up
to Brad's mouth.  He waited until Brad had swallowed them.

"Now I'm not allowed to give you another tonight.  If you
leave me and my friend satisfied, I might be convinced to
let you show them just how much you can shoot when you've
been deprived for so long.  So until then, your hands stay
right where they are.  Let's go to the shower so I can hose
off all the cum that's on you now."

"You're an asshole sir" Brad said, but he was smiling. 
"Knowing you understand how it feels makes it a little
easier.  Thanks for what you did, I'll never tell a soul."

Brian was right about the pill's effect beginning quicker,
but wrong about the time.  Not even an hour had passed
before Brad's dick was straight up and his mind on just one
thing beating off.  Brian saw him squirming around at dinner
and smiled knowing his brother would be ready when his
friends got there.


It was obvious to Brian that three pills were too much. 
Brad was pacing around, precum constantly dripping off his
dick.  They had already been sent to the basement while they
waited for Brian's friends to show up.  There were three of
them, all from his grade.  Each one had asked if Brian had
made his brother suck him off, and wanted to know how it
felt.  Brian was pretty sure they wanted to find out for
themselves.

Brad asked them all as soon as they came downstairs if he
could suck them off, but Brian told them to just tell him
no, explaining that his brother was like a dog that always
wanted to be scratched.

Soon Brad had his nose in Brian's crotch again, using his
teeth to pull down his zipper.  Brian was rock hard, but he
kept resisting, making his brother put on more of a show. 
Finally he said "Why don't you go bother one of them for a
while" and Brad hurried over to the nearest boy.

"Please, please, sir, can I do it?" he asked, hating that he
was reduced to begging younger boys to let him suck them off
just for the promise of some relief of his own.  He could
feel that the boy had a boner and gripped it with his teeth
through the kid's jeans.

"Ah, that feels kind of weird" the boy said.  "Nice, but
strange."

"So let him do it for real" one of the other boys said.

"Naw, I think Brian's right" he said, giving Brad's bare
rump a little spank.  "Bad Brad, down boy!"

"Here Brad, come and see how this taste's" one of the other
boys said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick. 
Brad hurried over and begin without even asking.

"I don't think he's desperate enough to do a good job yet"
Brian said.  "Brad, stop and come here!"

Reluctantly, Brad came over to Brian.  "See what I have
here?" Brian asked, holding up some of the cream they used
in area 9 of the APA.

"Please master Brian, please please please don't use that"
Brad begged.

"Then do you promise to make this the best experience he has
ever had?"

"Yes sir, I promise.  He'll enjoy it."

"Then get going, but go slow and make it last.  I'd better
hear him moaning with pleasure or you're going to be very
frustrated tonight."

Brian explained the effect of the pills to his friends and
that Brad could only beat off if he allowed it to happen. 
Brad asked the boys to take his pants off and lie down.  The
boy looked over to Brian.

"Go ahead, unless you'd rather not.  He'll do a lot better
if your clothes aren't in his way though."

The boys shrugged his shoulders and undid his belt and
pulled pants and boxers down in one push, then lay back on
the couch.  Brad started with long, slow pulls using a lot
of suction and immediately got a response from the boy.

"Boy, that does feel good" the boy said.  As Brad continued
the boy's face blushed but he began to push up into Brad's
mouth as Brad slid down.  Brad could tell the boy was right
on the edge and speed up his motion.  A few stokes later the
boy shot, yelling out his pleasure.

"You guys need to let him do that to you; it's a lot better
than rubbing off."  The other boys quickly lost their pants
and Brian directed Brad on which one to do next.

In all, he did each boy twice and two of them three times
before one of the boys said "I wish I could stay all night,
but I've got to get home and work on homework."

Brian asked him to wait for just a minute and unlocked
Brad's hand.  "I'll bet he can cum four times inside of five
minutes" Brian said.

Later, when the show was over and the boys had gone home,
Brian let his brother do it one more time.  "I have to stop
you here because I can see your dick is already getting red. 
If I let you keep going you'll do it all night and then
you'll suffer all week."

Brad didn't say anything as Brian locked his hands up again,
but he understood that his brother was right.


  
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