From our childhood I realized that my youngest brother was a submissive
fag, and that he adored me so much that he really wanted to satisfy all my
wants and needs. I soon learned to use and oppress him without any limits or
pity. He never complained, nor told our parents, that since I was a teenager I
used to go to his bed, in the middle of the night, fuck him every time I was
horny. Every day, I made him carry my school supplies, I ate his school food,
he did all my housework, my homework and bought my things with his allowance.
He accepted and liked it, his hard cock and his obedience stimulated my
perversions and cruelty.
Just to be clear, I don't hate him, I just despise
him for being stupid, so I decided to control his life. There is nothing more
natural than that he is my slave, whore and fagot.
When he was only 12, I told our parents that he was
the school fagot. Our parents got very depressed and since then, they haven't
even tried to hide their disappointment and shame. They started to treat him in
a colder and more distant way. I`m the beloved son, older, bigger, more
charismatic and manly, the difference in treatment is huge. I`m the pride of
my parents, he is the shame.
Since then I have been free to treat my younger brother even more
brutally, humiliating him, slapping and punching him both at school and at
home, without anyone bothering me. And my vagrant fagot got excited about it,
all the time, everywhere.
I often invited my friends from school to go home
and play video games. During the games my slave gave massages, served soft drinks
and snacks. My parents got used to see the boy in his underwear and collar
being humiliated by me and my friends.
After the games, we all went to our room to beat,
humiliate and fuck the bitch, make him suck the winners' cock and drink all
their cum!
When we were at school, I would lend my brother to
my friends every day to be raped in the school bathroom. Sometimes I rented my
slut, selling his famous blowjobs to students that I didn't even know the names
of. Renting my whore gave me extra money for cigarettes.
He was simply mine, he never complained, murmured
or denounced anyone. His hard dick showed all the time that he enjoyed his
life as much as I did.
We had opposite and complementary natures.
I was born handsome, straight and smart, he was
just a stupid and servile fagot.
This is the first post of the nine that I am doing together with my Italian friend: https://theitalianslave.bdsmlr.com/. This fantasy is ours, but it relates the life he should have.