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s hellish as the three days probably were on Jimmy, they were equally harsh on Victor. He hated all of this waiting. Victor spent much of his time pacing, first in the house and then outside. Sometimes he stood at the basement door, listening to see what his brother was doing. At times it was perfectly silent, other times there sounds of struggle. Once, Jimmy had tried repeated slamming his body against the door.
Victor even contemplated going into the basement half a day early. But he also knew that it could be very dangerous to go back on his word. Jimmy had to learn to behave, and more importantly just who was in control.
Finally, the third day came to an end.
Before opening the basement door, Victor listened extra carefully. He didn’t hear Jimmy moving around, but that didn’t mean a whole hell of a lot. He unlocked the door and stood behind it when he opened it, to keep from getting gutted again should Jimmy decide to come charging through.
There was no sound or movement.
Frowning, Victor stepped around the door and looked down into the basement. He reached over and flipped the light switch.
Jimmy was curled up in the corner with his back to the wall, sound asleep. He had the remains of his most recent kill clutched in his right hand, a small trail of blood coming from the corner of his mouth. All of the other rats had met a similar fate, their mangled corpses littering the floor.
Apparently, Jimmy had also taken to gnawing on the water jugs at one point. Victor wondered if perhaps his brother had started to give in to his more feral nature. He stepped softly so that he was standing behind Jimmy and crouched down behind Jimmy’s head. Victor reached out and began to stroke his Jimmy’s hair lovingly, moving down to his arms and chest. “Jimmy,” he called out lightly. “Time to wake up, Jimmy.”
Logan’s eyes snapped open. He rolled away from his brother, claws out. Victor quickly pounced on him, rolling Logan underneath his body easily. Logan struggled for a moment. He went limp when his brother bit his neck, not hard enough to draw blood. But he knew those teeth were there.
Victor wanted to play games? Then fine, Logan would play the game. But he wanted to set a few rules of his own. Lifting his ass up, Logan made small undulations against Victor’s groin. His brother’s breathing hitched in his ear.
“What are you doing, Jimmy?” Victor asked his tone playful but cautious, reaching down to stroke one bare hip.
Logan’s claws had all ready retracted into his hands. He slid his hips slowly to the left. “I just want to make it up to you, being bad earlier,” Logan replied softly. He lifted his head to run his lips along the inside of Victor’s arm. “Don’t you want me to be good, Victor?”
Victor suspected instantly that Jimmy was up to something. But he was decidedly curious to see how far Jimmy would go to get what he wants from Victor. “Let’s go somewhere more comfortable, shall we?” Victor purred in his little brother’s ear. Rising fluidly to his feet, Victor threw his brother over his shoulder before leaping up to the main level and carrying Jimmy back into the bedroom. He dumped Jimmy on the floor before moving to sit on the bed. He regarded his wide eyed little brother, leaning back on his elbows. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing, Jimmy?”
Logan rolled onto his knees. He could do this. It had been performed on him enough times, and he knew what he liked. How hard it could be? Making sure not to break eye contact with Victor, Logan slowly crawled toward Victor on all fours. Logan licked his lips when he was directly in front of Victor. He rose up to his knees, placing his hands on Victor’s thighs.I can do this. Logan ran his hands along the outer part of his brother’s thighs, before running them up the inside.
Victor indulged him, spreading his legs a bit. Logan let his hands creep closer to his brother’s groin. I can do this. I can do this. Logan licked his lips again, his breath catching in his throat before he released a shaky one. I can do this. Logan began to rub small circles at what he assumed was Victor’s balls. I can do this. Victor’s hand snapped up and undid his pants. Logan tried not to pull back when his brother’s cock was right in his face, pulling back only a few inches. I can do this. I can do this.
Logan leaned in close. I can do this. He cautiously put out his tongue, licking his brother from root to tip. Icandothis. Opening his mouth and closing his eyes, Logan took his brother into his mouth. Icandothis.Icandothis. He shut his mind down, trying not to think about what he was doing.
Victor struggled not to come the minute he watched his cock disappear into Jimmy’s mouth. He wrapped his fingers in his brother’s hair, encouraging Jimmy to go a little faster. Victor hissed when Jimmy made little moaning noises. He watched in fascination as Jimmy’s head bobbed in his lap. “Good boy,” Victor groaned his praise. “Such a good brother.” He wanted to come in his brother’s mouth, force him to swallow every drop he has to give him.
But Jimmy must be broken down, before Victor can build him back up.
Victor pulled out of Jimmy’s eager mouth suddenly. “Get up on the bed,” he ordered. He managed not to smirk at the obvious relief in Jimmy’s eyes, before his little brother scrambled to get up on the bed beside him on hands and knees. Victor reached out, running his claws lightly over Jimmy’s body. “Get on your back,” Victor commanded as he quickly strips.
Logan looked at his brother in confusion. “What?” This wasn’t how it’s supposed to go. There would be no pretending about what was happening to him.
Victor flipped his brother over with a causal hand on Jimmy’s hip, getting on the bed between his brother’s knees. “We’re both going to enjoy ourselves tonight,” he promised, pulling a length of rope from under the bed to secure Jimmy’s hands to the head board. “Let’s see how much you can handle before you beg me to let you come, little brother.”
The cock ring was one of his favorite toys. Victor grinned wickedly as he placed it next to Jimmy’s head, then reached down between Jimmy’s thighs and began to slowly work his brother to hardness. “And you will beg me,” Victor promised, slipping the seemingly innocent little straps into place around cock and balls.
Bending down to suck on his brother’s neck, Victor whispered in Jimmy’s ear, “You’re so beautiful like this, Jimmy.”
Victor pulled tender flesh between his teeth, worrying the flesh until it gave blood. Jimmy groaned, grinding against Victor’s belly. But there was no release to be had. Victor decided to hold off his own pleasure for a bit.
Reaching into the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed, he pulled out a bit of oil and an oblong object which Jimmy eyed with distrust. Smiling warmly, Victor opened the vial of oil and smeared some of the contents around the strangle object. “Do you know what this is, Jimmy,” he asked conversationally. “I’m sure you’ve seen some of the devices women use to pleasure themselves. This is the same basic idea.” Victor placed the very tip of the plug against the puckered opening to his brother’s body. “Now, I’ve been told they can work for men too. And since I don’t know from personal experience, I’ve decided to experiment on you.”
Victor lovingly, slowly inserted the plug into Jimmy, who wriggled and gasped against this foreigner in his body. Once it was in place, and there was no danger of it getting sucked inside accidentally, Victor flipped the switch. The device began to pulsate slowly inside Jimmy.
Logan blinked rapidly in surprise, his breath catching in his throat. “Victor, what are you-?” he gasped before his brother started to place small bites on his chest. Logan squirmed a bit, his breath starting to come in sharp bursts. Victor bit down on his throat, rutting against him, cock against cock. Logan found himself rutting back trying to get some kind of release. He tugged uselessly at the rope tying his wrists to the head board. Logan knew he could probably slice right through them. But he doubted Victor would allow this to go unpunished.
It felt as if he might explode. “Victor,” Logan moaned. “Please.”
“Not yet,” Victor rumbled, pulling his mouth away from the all ready rapidly healing bite mark. He grabbed Jimmy by the hair. “You’ll get yours as soon as I get mine,” he grinned. Roughly forcing Jimmy’s head back, Victor reached behind himself to make the plug pulsate a little faster. He watched in pleasure as Jimmy tried to hump the air. Victor stroked Jimmy’s jaw line. “Open,” he commanded softly.
Victor felt a small thrill when Jimmy instantly complied. Bracing himself against the wall with one hand and keeping the other tightly in his brother’s hair, Victor placeed his cock in his brother’s mouth. “Suck.”
Jimmy, clearly desperate to do whatever it takes to get release, began to suck on Victor with wanton abandon. Victor found himself pushing into Jimmy’s mouth, trying to get down his throat. He pulled back a bit when he sensed Jimmy gagging. “Relax, little brother, that’s it.” Soon, Victor was too forgone to care. The tight heat of Jimmy’s mouth alone pulled him over the edge. He could feel Jimmy struggling to swallow it all.
Victor flopped next to his brother, taking a moment to lick his face clean of the little bit that has leaked out. Jimmy tried to turn his body toward Victor. “Please,” Jimmy whispered. Victor ran his claws lightly over Jimmy’s belly, before dragging a single claw up his cock.
“I don’t know, Jimmy, you might try to run off again,” Victor mused.
“Ah… God, Victor, please!”
“Why should I?” Victor cruelly whispered in Jimmy’s ear.
“I’ll do anything!”
“Anything?” Victor wheedled
“Yes, please let me come, Victor!” Jimmy was practically sobbing in desperation now.
Victor had always been very proud of his recovery time, and Jimmy’s pleas had all ready made him hard again. He pulled the plug out of his little brother’s rectum, causing Jimmy to moan at the loss. “Anything?” he hissed, placing his cock right at his brother’s entrance but not yet pushing in. Jimmy was biting at his lips in frustration.
“God, yes, anything!” Logan wrapped his legs around Victor’s waist. This was all the encouragement Victor needed to slam into his body, snapping his hips and pulling at Logan’s hair.
“Scream for me, Jimmy,” Victor hissed, removing the cock ring with a casual flick of his claws.
Jimmy howled, squeezing his legs around Victor to pull him in as deeply as he could. Victor quickly came a second time, for who could resist this?
The two men lay panting against each other. Victor buried his face in Jimmy’s neck. He reached out and shredded the ropes around Jimmy’s wrists, before curling around his baby brother. Victor shifted them on the bed so they were lying with Jimmy’s back to his front, Jimmy’s head tucked under his chin.
“I just want to you to be a good brother,” he murmured into Jimmy’s hair. “Then I won’t need collars, or rats, to keep you in line.”
Logan wondered how long before Victor falls asleep so he can look for-
“Oh, and you won’t find the key to the collar anywhere in the house, Jimmy,” Victor yawned. “It’s hanging from a cord off of a branch on a pine tree three hundred yards outside the gate, along with the on off switch for the gate. You would be incapacitated before you were ever able to reach it.” Victor nuzzled the top of Jimmy’s head. “Now, get some sleep. I’m taking you out hunting tomorrow. You look like you could use the exercise.”
Logan lay awake for a while after Victor went to sleep. He couldn’t decide if he should scream, bite, or just give up. One part of him was perfectly content with this twisted arrangement that Victor was offering him. After all, Victor just wanted Logan to do what he was told, and in return he would have all of his needs met. Just like when they were children.
But another part of Logan’s mind rebelled against the whole thing, deciding that what Victor wanted was nothing short of slavery. He needed to fight Victor tooth and nail.
When sleep finally came, it offered him no rest.
