Growing up with my two Brothers wasn’t always easy. As the youngest of three, I was regularly teased and tormented by both my Brothers; this was only made worse by the fact that I was gay and a faggot. As children, none of us understood the nomenclature of my self identity, but we all grasped that I was different and had been created and placed on this earth for a purpose that was very different from my siblings.
As is often the case, as me and my siblings grew older, we grew closer and the torture and abuse was replaced with fraternal love and friendship.
Well, not exactly. There was love and friendship, but in my case, it was unequal. My Brothers were clearly superior to me, and They held dominion over me. Yes, we would spend time together - playing video games, roughhousing, joking around - but I was always subservient and found myself submitting to Their needs, wants, and desires. While They were dominant young Men (what we would define as Alphas), They didn’t need to exert much power over me to assert Their dominion - it was as though I innately understood my subordinate place in the hierarchy of our brotherhood. I just knew I was inferior to Them, and that my purpose and role in life would be to serve, worship, and obey Them and all other Men.
As we grew older, our dynamic eventual evolved from a social and psychological domination/submission to include the physical. No longer were They or I satisfied with me doing Their laundry, performing Their chores, cleaning Their rooms, or giving Them my allowance; now I found myself meeting Their other, physical needs. It wasn’t Their fault, or mine really, it was just a natural progression. As superior Alphas, my Brothers would have a strong sex drive and were regularly horny. They enjoyed a steady stream of girlfriends - all of whom did their best to satisfy my Brothers’ needs - but when they fell short of the mark, my Brothers would default to masturbation.
On one fateful night, I was dropping off one of my Brother’s laundry and walked into Their bedroom without knocking. He was sitting naked at His desk, looking at porn on His laptop, with His cock at full mast. He was startled and barked, “what the fuck, dude, don’t you knock!?” I dropped His laundry and was about to leave, but couldn’t stop staring at His hard cock. I had, of course, seen my Brothers’ dicks before, but only when they were soft. Seeing my Brother sitting there naked, His cock fully erect, and the smell of a young Man’s bedroom - that heady mix of sweat and muskiness, with hints of dried cum and sex in the background - triggered something in my faggot brain. It was as though a switch had been flipped and I immediately understood that, while I may be Their kid brother, I was first and foremost a faggot - placed on this earth to serve, worship, and obey all Men…even if these Men were my Brothers.
My Brother noticed my stare and, at first, looked as though He was going to tell me to stop and get out, but as with me and my nature as a faggot was triggered, so too His own nature as an Alpha kicked in and He no longer saw His brother standing and staring in the doorway, but a faggot provided for Him to use and enjoy.
He swung around in His swivel chair to face me - His naked body framing His fully erect cock. I stepped into His room and closed the door behind me. He said nothing and began to stroke His cock. I walked toward Him as if hypnotized and, mere feet away from His cock, I dropped to my knees and positioned myself between His legs. He stopped stroking His cock and moved His hand away - He looked at me and then at His cock. I knew my purpose and began to perform my duty as His faggot.
The feel of my Brother’s cock filling my throat that first time was a moment of epiphany for me. I was in my rightful place, performing my rightful duty, and fulfilling my role as a faggot. That I was serving my Brother may have felt strange for a fleeting moment, but whatever social taboo existed was quickly overruled by the dictates of my faggotry and the superiority and dominion of my Brother. I sucked His cock with a hunger I hadn’t known before, and He rewarded by service with an enormous ejaculation - shooting a massive wad of His cum into my eager mouth. The taste of my Brother’s cock and cum was indescribable - all I knew was that it felt so right and that I wished only to dedicate the rest of my life to serving, worshipping, and obeying Him, my other Brother, and all Men.
My Brother was likewise pleased with my service and His exercise of dominion over me, and must have shared this with our other Brother who, the next day, summoned me to His bedroom to perform similarly for His pleasure and release.
In time, our dynamic was forever transformed; I served up both my fagholes to my Brothers, and they used me freely and with regularity. After a few months, They began to use me together - first taking turns on my throat with one Brother holding my head as the Other fucked my throat, before swapping places and repeating this oral tag team until Both had unloaded Their seed down my gullet. This evolved to include spit roasting and double penetration (having both my Brothers filling my fagcunt with Their cocks, and feeling both pulsate cocks as They silmultaneously orgasmed and ejaculated inside me is an achievement I’ll never forget).
I have since served many Men, but my Brothers will always hold a unique and absolute power over me, and I will always serve, worship, and obey Them whenever they commend.
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