Nick and Marshall - A Tale of Two Brothers - Sex Stories

Nick and Marshall - A Tale of Two Brothers

... threshold. The next day, when he woke up, he was clean and in his bed. His head was pounding with a hangover. Nick was startled into full alertness when he tried to move and discovered that his arms were tied above his head and his legs were tied to the bottom corners of his twin-sized bed frame. He also realized that he was nearly naked. Looking down, he saw that the only clothing he was wearing were his white FTL briefs and white Nike tube socks. He began to loudly yell for someone to come and let him go. Almost immediately, Marshall stalked into the room. He snarled “Shut the Fuck Up,” and then backhanded Nick across the face. Nick stared at his brother in startled amazement. Marshall’s six-foot muscular frame was naked except for his black Hanes boxer briefs and white Nike ankle socks. He watched as Marshall bent over and picked a pair of Nick’s dirty Nike tube socks up off the floor. Marshall rolled the socks into a ball, reached over, grabbed Nick’s chin, and shoved the socks into his mouth, securing the gag with the piece of rope that he’d left lying next to Nick’s head on the bed. Afterwards, Marshall began to pace back and forth beside the bed while glaring down at Nick. Finally, Marshall stopped pacing and spat out, “I am so tired of your shit. Last night I had to clean your piss and vomit off of you and off the floor. I’ve put up with you for way too long.” Marshall came closer to the bed and angrily hissed, “I’ve had it with taking care of you. Now you’re going ...

... to take care of me!” Marshall yelled the last word into Nick’s frightened face. Stepping back from the side of the bed, Marshall stared down at Nick’s bound form. His eyes traveled hungrily down the length of his little brother’s 5 foot 4 inch frame. “You’re not good for much of anything, except to look at.” Marshall began to run his hands over his bound little brother’s chest. “You are fucking hot, I’ll give you that. I’ve wanted to fuck you and suck that cock of yours since you were twelve.” Marshall’s hands came to rest on the front of Nick’s briefs. Nick was completely shocked. Not only did he have a hell of a hangover, but he woke up tied to his bed and now his big brother was telling him that he was gay for him! He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Stunned, he lay there listening while Marshall began to softly knead his cock through his briefs. Marshall was talking softly, saying, “Maybe if you hadn’t been so full of yourself you’d have noticed me staring at you all the time.” His hands traveled to the fabric covering Nick’s balls. “Maybe if you’d helped with the laundry you’d have noticed cum stains in your socks and underwear that you didn’t put there.” Marshall ran his hand down Nick’s bound left leg and caressed his calf, shin, and foot through the fabric of his white Nike tube socks. After a moment spent massaging and kneading his little brother’s socked leg and foot, Marshall turned back towards Nick’s dick. “The only thing you’ve ever paid attention to is ...