Bully Fags

Omegle Changes Everything

Huge story :) About stepbrothers - one gay and one straight.

Peter (fag) and Luke (straight) had become stepbrothers last year when their parents got married. Peter was a bit afraid of what life would be like with a new brother. He knew Luke was a jock and he had bad experiences at school with those types of straight boys. But to his surprise, Luke was pretty accepting of him and treated him with respect.

He would probably treat him with less respect if he knew that Peter would steal his underwear whenever he wasn't home and plant his nose in them and inhale while bouncing up and down on a dildo. He'd steal his used, still damp gym shoes and wear it like a mask while slapping himself in the ass with the other. He had become obsessed with the straight jock but played it cool around him so he didn't get freaked out.

They had begun to go on Omegle together some nights. They were both pretty hot and Peter kind of realized they were just on there for Luke to talk to girls. They'd flirt with Luke but once they found out Peter was gay they could naturally talk with Peter and it felt like Peter was Luke's gay wingman. Peter didn't mind being used like this - he was happy to be next to Luke shirtless.

One night they were both on cam when another guy came up. They would sometimes talk to other guys for a while but the main mission was to talk to a girl. The guy said hey, they both said hey, Peter saying hi in his faggy voice. "Oh shit, are you guys fags?" said the guy on the other end. Peter bristled a bit, but Luke wanted to defend his stepbrother and said - "No, I'm straight and Peter here is gay but that doesn't matter to me and I don't say that word," he said. Peter felt proud of his straight stepbrother for defending him.

The guy wasn't convinced. "I don't know," he said with a look of apprehension and a bit of disgust on his face. "Don't you worry he's a total fag for you?" he asked. Luke said, "if you mean do you think he wants to have sex with me - no I don't worry about that," Luke responded. "We're brothers - that's pretty gross to even think about. He wouldn't think about that - right, Peter?"

"Yeah, totally, that's disgusting - you're my brother!," Peter said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. In truth just moments ago he was thinking about how good Luke's balls must taste and smell after a workout. And just a second ago he was admiring Luke's cute nipples on screen through the webcam.

The man on cam just laughed. "You're telling me you've never thought of your brother sexually," the man asked with a smirk. "No, no, never," said Peter. Luke nodded, totally convinced that Peter would never think of him this way. "Ok, how about a test then," said the man. "What kind of test?" asked Luke. Peter was squirming a bit, very uncomfortable that Luke had not just gone to the next person.

"Faggots like your brother are obsessed with jocks like us - they not only love cock but also gross shit like feet and armpits," said the man. "Ugh - that's disgusting. Come on, I know Peter isn't in to that stuff, right Peter? I mean, I still probably smell a little from my workout earlier haha, sorry about that. I know there's no way you would find that - like - hot or something," he said. "Ew, no that's disgusting," said Peter, really testing his acting skills. In reality he had actually been very much enjoying the sweaty smells of his stepbrother beside him.

"Ok, fine, then. Luke I want you to lift both arms above you and grab the back of your neck, fully exposing your armpits," said the man. "Like this?" Luke followed those directions, showing off his beautiful straight pits. Peter was hit in the face with the pheromones of his jock stepbrother. He looked at those delicious pits in the small window of the computer in front of him but desperately at least wanted to stare directly in them, if not bury his nose in the hair. Luke said, "Ugh, sorry Peter, didn't realize how much I reek," he said sniffing his own stink. Peter was shaking a bit, scared at what this man was having them do. Peter was concentrating too hard on his little dick hardening in his shorts he didn't even respond to Luke.

"Trust me dude, I don't think Peter is hating this, in fact I bet he's really liking it right now," said the man laughing. "No... no I'm not, it's gross," said Peter. "Ok, well, I know how 'gross' it is," said the man sarcastically. "But fag what I want you to do is just look into that hairy pit," he said. "What, no, this is weird," said Luke, awkwardly. "If he's not into you, you'll know very soon and then this can all be over," said the man. "Look into his pit," he said sternly. Peter was very nervous by now - he didn't want to expose himself but my god did he want to look at the pit he smelled beside him. "I guess - just do it, Peter. I'm sorry, I know it's gross, but just like... look into my pit," said the jock.

Peter collected himself a bit and turned to look in Luke's eyes briefly. He saw an apologetic look in his face which he appreciated. But then he looked into - THE PIT. Oh fuck it looked so good. Still a little sweaty. He could smell it but made sure not to noticeably sniff even though he wanted to. Peter's small dick got harder in his shorts. "Looks good, doesn't it fag," said the man. "N-no... looks gross," Peter said trying to sound disgusted by the thing he dreams about. "Ok, one last thing - why don't you lean in a bit and sniff. Don't touch him, just get a little closer. And sniff." Peter didn't want to do it - but at the same time he so desperately did. He looked up into Luke's face pleading but Luke just sort of shrugged. He was going to have to do it. He couldn't say no to two straight men. Not a little fag like himself.

So Peter sniffed. Not too hard but enough. The smell intensified. The pheromones went straight to his fag brain. He was fully hard now. He almost couldn't control himself - he wanted to moan - just like he did when sniffing Luke's dirty gym clothes. But he controlled himself. He wanted to take another sniff but stopped himself. "Good fag," said the man. "Now stand up," he said. Oh shit.... but if he stood up... then they would see. The fag started to try to adjust his shorts to hide his erection. "Don't touch those shorts, fag, stand up," said the man. Luke, unsure what was even happening, just looked at Peter and said, "Come on man, this will all be over soon, just stand up." Oh sweet, innocent Luke. He really didn't understand that his B.O. was like Viagra for fags.

Peter, looking extremely uncomfortable, squirmed a bit. "STAND UP NOW, FAG," said the man commandingly. Despite his fear, being commanded by the man, the smell of Luke's armpits still in his nose, it was turning him on even more. He couldn't will his erection down. "Come on, Peter, why won't you stand up?" he asked. He had to do it. He was going to expose himself as a total faggot. He stood up.

"Oh... my god," said Luke in horror. "You got a boner from sniffing my armpit?" he asked in horror. The man on cam started laughing loudly. "I fucking told you dude, these fags are disgusting," he said. "God... I'm sorry but that's pretty fucking disgusting dude," said Luke. Peter felt ashamed but he got off on shame so it wasn't helping the situation in his pants. "I'm sorry - it's not like you it's just, armpits. God it's embarrassing but I like armpits ok? I'm sitting down now," Peter said, pathetically. Luke had a look of disgust on his face still but said, "Ok, whatever, you like armpits. Pretty gross but whatever," he said. The man on the cam said, "Nah, nah, nah listen to me, this fag is obsessed with you, I just know it. Now we're really going to test it," he said. "Fag, look back into his armpit." Well, Luke already knew he was exposed as an armpit loving faggot - might as well enjoy it. He listened without a word and looked at that beautiful pit.

"Now, Luke, this might sound absolutely disgusting to you but I need to you to trust me," he said. "Ok... I trust you," said Luke. "If the fag asks you to worship your armpit will you let him?" said the man. Oh my god, thought Peter. Oh my fucking god. "Worship... my... armpit?" said Luke with a little laugh. "What the fuck does that even mean?" he said. "It means he'll totally fag out on it. Lick it, sniff it, maybe even suck your pit, dude," he said amused with the thought. "Oh my god... no, that's too sick," he said. But he kept his arm up. Don't you want to know if he'll do it?" the man asked. By now they were completely ignoring Peter, acting as if he wasn't even in the room. It didn't matter to Peter anyway, he was taking bigger sniffs, trying not to be audible as he stared into that straight pit.

"I promise you, he wants to absolutely fag out on you, dude. Wouldn't you want to know how sick your own brother is?" he asked. Reluctantly, he gave in. "Fine... ok but I think this is nasty," he said. "Look into the fag's eyes and tell him you'll let him worship your pits if he asks nicely," the man said, with an evil smile on his face. "He needs to hear it from you." Luke looked away from the screen directly at Peter. Peter was still looking at his pit, sniffing, but he looked up into Luke's eyes. What he saw was a look of pure disgust on his stepbrothers face. A look that brought shame to Peter and made his dick throb. "Peter, if you ask nicely, I'll let you... I'll let you worship my armpits," he said, as if every word left a disgusting taste in his mouth. Peter looked up at Luke and it took all the strength in the world to say "I don't want to worship your pits, Luke."

Luke looked away from Peter and into the screen. "See, I told you that was disgusting - he doesn't want to," he said. "He does, he's just afraid to ask for it," said the man. "Look fag, look right into the pit." Peter obeyed without question. "This is your one chance to get everything you've dreamed about for months. I know fags like you, I know how much you love jocks like your stepbro. Ask him to worship those pits. This is your one chance." Peter was high on pit sweat and shame, his head was practically spinning, he wasn't thinking clearly. He needed to taste jock pit. More than anything, he needed to taste his brother's jock pits. Luke looked over at him and was a little disturbed by what he saw as lust in his brother's eyes, but he turned back to the man on the screen and said. "Look - he's not a fag like that. That's just too-" and then he was cut off as Peter asked, "Luke, can I please worship your pits?" Peter could almost not believe he said it but in the moment he didn't care. All he needed was to lick those pits. It would all be worth it.

Luke, meanwhile was in shock. Shock and disgust. And hate. "Oh my god, how could you want that?" said Luke. "You're such a fag!" Hearing his own stepbrother call him a fag - the first time he'd ever done that - Peter was close to cumming himself. Oh fuck, the way he said it too. He said it with such hate. To any normal person this would be devastating but this was such a turn on to the fag in his high state. Meanwhile, the man on screen had been laughing the whole time. He finally calmed down and said, "Dude, you have no idea how disgusting fags are. Can't believe you actually thought of your brother as your equal. You need to understand how low they fucking are dude," he said. "By the way, you got to keep your end of the promise. Go ahead and let the fag go to town on those pits dude."

"Ugh... god damn. Fine, fag, go for it," he said, looking completely disgusted at Peter. Peter didn't care - in fact the fag liked it. He was disgusting. He was a disgusting fag and so he did what disgusting fags do. He went down on those pits like a total pig. First the faggot buried his nose deep in the pits. Peter accessed new depths in his stepbro's BO. He huffed and huffed. "Oh my god, that's disgusting," said his stepbro. Yes, yes it is, Peter agreed, but so amazing. Then he took his first precious lick. He ran your tongue across the damp, wiry hairs - something Peter spent many hours dreaming about. And his dreams couldn't compare to the taste. Feeling Luke's warm pit against his tongue, he hungrily licked and licked. You were making gross sounds, chowing down on straight pits. Your little dick the hardest it's ever been in your life. It almost looked like a normal length with how hard it was. Almost.

"I fucking told you - these fags are subhuman man," said the man on cam. "I can't believe this - god, subhuman I guess is a good word. How can someone be so disgusting? Never thought I could think of my stepbrother as... subhuman... but god damn." The fag overheard this but it just made him even more hungry for straight sweat. Peter was now sucking on his pits, really savoring them. "Fag, do you agree that you're a subhuman faggot?" said the man. Fully on a fag high and between licks Peter responded, "Yes, I'm a subhuman faggot." The man laughed evily. Luke let out a slight moan as the fag really worked his way into his pit. "Feel good," asked the man. Luke, a bit embarrassed, kind of shrugged and said, "I guess... he's kinda working my pit nicely but to be honest, it's kinda making me feel like... powerful or something to see him worshipping me like this," he said. "We're just beginning dude. Uou have no idea. These fags would kill for straight kings like us - they'll worship the ground we walk on - literally! And I'm not going to lie it feels great. I don't even think you've grasped that you basically have a slave now."

"A slave? What? Peter?" Luke asked, leaning back a bit, enjoying the pit worship. "By the way, you can start on the other one." He said to Peter. Peter crawled over to the other side of Luke and devoured his new feast. The man, chuckling, said, "Of course! Just look at you and look at that fag. You're already enjoying the feeling of having someone willing to degrade themselves for you. Wait until he starts doing stuff for you, which will be very soon now - he's a true faggot," he said. "Stuff like what?" Luke said, getting more comfortable, enjoying his worship. "Anything man, fags will do anything for you. Cook, clean - they'll even pay you do this shit when you look like us," said the man. Luke started to get a bit excited. "No way," he said. He was really feeling his power now. "Yeah dude - you have a lot to learn," he said. "In fact, hey fag, yeah you you fucking armpit sniffing freak," said the man. The fag looked up, his face covered in straight sweat and fag spit. He looked so fucking stupid. Luke, the other man, and even the fag himself thought so, looking at himself in the computer screen. "Why don't you go to your room, get any money you can find, and I mean all of it, look fucking everywhere, and bring it to your stepbrother here. Put it down at his feet, kneel before him, and beg to worship his feet," he said. "Oh my god, worship MY FEET?" said Luke in disbelief. "But they fucking reek - they're so nasty," he said. "Don't you get it yet? That's what fags love!" said the man. 

"Hey?" while the fag worshipped his left pit he nudged his head with his right hand. The fag took his face out of the armpit. "Do you really want to...uh... worship my feet? They fucking stink. I'm sure they taste nasty." Without hesitation the fag just said, "I would love to worship your feet, Luke," the fag said. A look of complete disgust and now complete hate came over Luke's face. His transformation into a complete alpha was coming along nicely, thought the man on the camera. "You are fucking disgusting faggot," Luke said lowly. He felt testosterone pumping through his body... this dumb fucking faggot. He couldn't help himself. He spit in the fag's face. The fag had to use a lot of will power to not cum himself right there. Instead he let out a faggy moan. "Go get your money, put it at my feet," he said. They were no longer stepbrothers, much less brothers - not after this. He took the fag by the hair and pulled him away from him. The fag scurried to his room.

While the fag looked through his wallet, the drawers in his room, his old piggybank, Luke just sat dumbfounded at how he was now thinking of his stepbrother, someone he really liked before. "I can't believe he's such a faggot," said Luke. "I can't believe you treated him like a normal human being," said the man. "God, I feel so stupid. This disgusting freak was probably getting off on seeing me shirtless and shit. Oh fuck he's seen me naked too," he said. The man could see the veins in his arms and neck starting to flow as he got more angry, more alpha. The man felt proud of himself for awakening this in the young stud. Not only was blood flowing through his muscles, but Luke was starting to get an erection too. He was barely conscious of it, and he couldn't explain why. I mean, he was fucking grossed out by this fag shit for sure but - he had to admit it felt good to dominate that pansy. He absent mindedly started touching his dick a bit through his shorts, thinking about how it felt to be worshipped. He had never been worshipped before but now he couldn't help but feel how much he deserved it. How much he deserved it for being an alpha. An alpha straight man. He had to admit he was getting a bit excited thinking about the fag worshipping his feet. He had heard of foot fetishes before. He had never found women's feet sexy but the idea of that fag at his feet, licking his nasty sweaty toes. It was giving him a chub in his pants.

He thought he was being sneaky but the man on the other end noticed his hand moving below where the camera was showing. He knew how it felt. Especially in those first times, the power to be treated like the god you are. He took a little bit of a risk - he wasn't going to reveal this little bit of info until later but - if the stud was already boning up maybe he could fast track it.

"Hey dude, I want to show you something but don't freak out. Promise?" said the man. "Uh, I guess so, what's up?" said Luke, snapping out of it, and moving his hand away from his dick. "So, obviously I know a lot about controlling fags and stuff, right? I have a lot of experience in that area. I started a while ago - always knew I was an alpha," the man said. "Well, truth be told, my little brother is actually a faggot too, just like your brother. Maybe even nastier to be honest, he's a total fucking freak," said the man. "Aw fuck that must suck. Must be really embarrassing," Luke said.

"I mean, at first I was fucking pissed at him when I found out. And devastated. But I think, as you can tell, there are advantages. Ain't that right, faggot?" With that, the man picked up his webcam and pointed it down at his crotch to show under the desk he was sitting at.

"YETH TWIR," said a newly revealed fag under the man's desk. Luke was shocked. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?" said Luke in disbelief. Are you a fag?" he asked, earnestly. "Dude, don't ever say that to me again," said the man seriously. "Of course I'm not a fucking fag - fucking disgusting dude," he said. "Sorry - sorry - I just, how can you let a guy suck your dick?" said Luke. Despite his apparent disgust and shock, he couldn't help but noticed how talented a cocksucker the little fag was. He was taking a lot of cock in his throat.

"This is my fag. He used to my younger brother but now I just call him fag, cocksucker, homo - you get it. I haven't called him by name for years now. I've got lots of fags that do stuff for me, but this is the one I own. He's my property. This is the endgame for your fag brother. This fag devotes his life for me. He's already cleaned my house today. I went to the gym while he slaved away in the kitchen. Now while my food's in the oven, he's nursing on my sweaty cock and balls. He does everything for me. And you love it don't you, fag?" he asked. The fag took the big cock out of his mouth for a second and said, "Yes, sir, I love devoting my life to you," while he slapped himself in the face with the big cock, three times the size of his own. "Get my cock back in your mouth, homo," the man said. The cock greedily inhaled his cock, gagging on it expertly. He is totally in sync with his master's sexual desires. He milks his cock, bringing him to the edge of orgasm over and over until he knows he's ready to bust by intuition. Then he quickly goes up and down on the cock rapidly bringing him to orgasms with his well trained throat and mouth. Or he'll feel his brother's hands in his hair, feel him brutally fucking his throat, his head banging on the top of the desk. He doesn't care though - anything to get his big brother off in his mouth. When his brother gets off it's almost enough to make the fag cum hands free in his cage.

The man brought the camera back, the fag under him leaving the screen. "Didn't mean to freak you out - but just know this can go as far as you want it to," said the man. "No, it's ok - don't think I want that though," he said. Although internally he couldn't stop thinking about the devotion in the fag's eyes as he swallowed his brother's cock. Maybe he did want that. He was certainly tenting his shorts thinking about it. "It's cool, this can be our secret for now - the fag doesn't need to know," he said.

At that moment Luke heard the fag coming back in his room. "Tell the fag to crawl in your room with the money," he said. "Hey! Crawl in here fag," Luke said. He could feel himself getting more coarse with Peter. He couldn't deny it felt right. He watched the fag crawl in his room. He could see he had a wad of cash - likely from a variety of places - in one hand. He looked so fucking pathetic. The way Luke looked at him was now totally different. Luke adjusted his camera so the man could see the fag crawling. He crawled in front of Luke and kneeled at his feet as commanded.

"Go ahead, fag," said Luke, commanding him to do as told. The man liked that Luke was taking the reins now. He was learning. The fag presented the money at his feet. "It's $117 and 87 cents," he said, placing the cents down too. "A good start," said the man on cam, grinning. "What else?" said Luke. The fag brought his head up and looked directly in his stepbrother's face, pleading. "Please let me worship your feet sir," he said. Luke could tell it was sincere - he was really wanting this. "Why do you want to worship my feet?" asked Luke. "I-I-I've been dreaming about it. About your feet and, um, how they smell and, um, I guess taste," said the fag. Luke had a stern look on his face but inside was feeling the warm feeling of alpha power.

"You've been dreaming about it? For how long?" Luke asked. "Um, I don't know, for a while now," said the fag. "Since you met me?" Luke asked. The fag, a bit ashamed of his depravity, admitted, "Yes, when I met you and saw how hot you were, I really wanted to worship your feet," said the fag. "That's exactly how fags are," said the man. "By the way, you should make him address you as sir or master. You don't want him thinking he's equal to you do you?" said the man. Luke looked down at the fag and said, "Call me sir."

"Yes sir," said the fag. All three got a thrill out of that. Luke's big cock throbbed in his pants a bit. The fag inched closer to a hands free orgasm and the man fucked his fag's face a bit under the desk. "It's fucking disgusting that you've lusted after your own brother. You should be ashamed of yourself, fag," said Luke harshly. After a second the fag said, "I am" and then added "sir." Luke said, "take my fucking shoes off, homo."

"Wait! Don't take your shoes off yet. Make the fag clean them with his tongue," said the man. "Ugh, fuck. Let me guess, you actually want to do that don't you faggot?" Luke asked Peter. "Yes sir," Peter said, trying not to drool at the prospect of licking his gym shoes clean. "Fine - clean my shoes with your tongue you fucking freak," he said.

Peter brought his face to the big black gym shoes - size 13's. He brought his tongue out and swiped the tops of the shoes. Truthfully, this was not the first time Peter had tasted Luke's shoes. Not even close. He's stolen them out of his room many times and feasted on the dirt and grime. They tasted good knowing they were from Luke's shoes. But now... this was something else. Luke could feel Peter's tongue through his shoe. The image of the fag on his knees, face down in his shoe was one he enjoyed. Like the fag was bowing down to him. It made him feel like a god. Peter was openly tenting his shorts and he didn't care anymore. He was enjoying himself.

Peter began licking vigorously. He really wanted to clean them. That's what he was there. To be his brother's shoe cleaner. He licked the sides and part of the tongue. He licked the crevices towards the bottom of the shoe on the sides. He would work his tongue to get dirt free. Luke noticed he was really going at. At least he was good for something. Peter had licked all around the top and sides of the shoes - only one area left. "Sir, can-can I lick the bottom of your shoes now," he asked. Disgusted but turned on by degrading his stepbrother even more, he put his foot up a bit, allowing access to the fag.

The fag started taking big licks up and down the soles, getting all the dirt underneath the shoes. Fucking gross but Luke couldn't help himself anymore. He loved bringing the fag this low and he started touching his dick through his shorts openly. Peter noticed and looked up at his brother and started licking the shoes with new vigor. Finally, Peter finished, and asked to take his shoes off. Luke told him to go ahead.

When Peter took off each shoe a wave of foot stink smacked him in the face. That's how a man smells, thought Peter. Of course he knew his brother's smell from months of burying his face in his dirty shoes and socks but this was another level. The real thing. The fag brought his face into the bottom of his brother's socked feet and took a big sniff. "Smell good fag?" he asked. "Ohhh yes sir," said the fag, looking up seductively in his new master's eyes and then at the big bulge in his shorts. "Don't even think about it fag," said Luke. Too late - the fag was thinking about gaging on his brother's throat as he took another inhale of his socks.

Peter took the slightly damp socks off his brother's feet and got right to pure foot smell. "You smell amazing, sir," said the fag. The man on the camera said, "the fag's a total natural at this, dude. You got a complete fag as a stepbrother." He was fully throat fucking his brother under the desk now, gags and gasps for air could clearly be heard as well as the loud banging of the fag's head against the desk.

"Lick my feet, fag," said Luke. "Yes sir," said Peter and did as he was told. The taste was amazing - he wasn't sure what he preferred more - pit or feet. Probably feet. He took long licks up and down the soles, savoring the flavor of straight jock feet. Wow, what a fag, thought Luke, while massaging his cock through his shorts. "Hey fag, stop licking," the man said on cam, temporarily stopping fucking his brother's throat. He still held the fag down on his cock, his pubes at the fag's nose as it struggled with him. "We know this fag was obsessed with you, and I know, I know, he was doing stuff behind your back. These fags can't help themselves," said the man, pulling even more cock than the fag thought possible into his throat and he choked and gagged. "If you want to lick those feet, fag, I want to admit to your new master all the things you did behind his back in the past year. Each new admission gets a lick," he said.

The fag had absolutely no shame at this point. All he wanted was to serve and worship his brother. The man on cam brought his cock out of his brothers throat, still holding his hands in the fag's hair, allowing him a much needed moment to breath. The fag swallowed pubes that had gotten into his mouth after being impaled. "Ugh, what the fuck have you been doing, fag?" asked Luke.

"Well, sir, I take your dirty underwear out of your laundry hamper and smell them sir," he said, and took toe in his mouth and sucked for a bit, before bringing it out. "Jesus Christ - this whole fucking time?" asked Luke. "Yes sir," he said. The man on cam put his big cockhead in his little brother's mouth and let him nurse on it a bit. "What else?" said Luke. "Well, this is not the first time I've cleaned your shoes with my tongue," said Peter. He took his stepbrother's heel in his mouth and sucked on it. Luke though that felt good and would remember that little move for later. "Fucking queer," he said. Peter took his heel out of his mouth. "Keep going." "I've licked the sweat out of your athletic cup." Peter took a long lick of his foot from heel to toe. "Fucking sick," said Luke. With each new admission and worship, the man on cam would jam his cock in and out of the fag's throat a few times. He knew he needed to cum soon - dinner would be ready and he needed the fag to prepare it. He had worked up quite an appetite at the gym and would be enjoying the nice meal. The fag would enjoy a meal of his own while he ate - the dirt from his brother's feet under the table. The thought of that made him fuck his brother's face hard for 5 seconds.

"Sir, whenever I saw you spit on the ground, I always wanted to get down and lick your spit," the fag admitted. "I bet you did, you sick fucking pervert. Open your mouth!" Luke commanded. The fag obeyed. Luke formed a spit ball in his mouth and launched it at his brother - directly scoring in his pathetic mouth. The fag hungrily swallowed it. "Thank you sir!" said the fag. Fuck it, thought Peter, and he whipped out his rock hard dick. Peter was stunned... it was so beautiful and angry looking. He needed it in his throat, even in his ass. His mouth was agape staring at it. Luke was stroking it aggressively. "Keeping going faggot. This is fucking disgusting - I should beat the shit out of you for doing all this queer shit behind my back," he said, tugging on his meat. The man on cam's brother was struggling on the big cock as he was dangerously close to busting. "One time you didn't flush your piss in the toilet and I put my head in the toilet bowl and drank some out of the toilet," said Peter.

With that he stuck his tongue between Luke's toes, cleaning out those spaces. "YOU ARE SO FUCKING LOW," said Luke. "YOU ARE NOT MY BROTHER, JUST A FAGGOT!" He was very close to coming as well. All four were in fact - Peter extremely close to his first ever hands free orgasm, Luke at the very edge as he masturbated his big cock while the fag worshipped his feet, the man on cam ready to explode in his brother's mouth at any second, and his faggot brother sucking with all his might, ready to cum in his cock cage from the violent throat rape.

When the fag took his mouth off his brother's superior feet - ready for his next depravity to admit - Luke prompted him. "When you were sniffing my dirty underwear - could you smell my sweaty dirty ass?" he asked. "Oh yes sir! I loved it." he said. "What did you like more, the smell of my sweaty balls or sweaty ass?" he said, jacking off like a mad man. "Oh don't make me choose sir!" said Peter. "Tell me faggot!" said Luke. "Well, I love both so much but to be honest - probably your sweaty ass. Because when I smelled it - I just imagined sticking my tongue up your sweaty ass to clean it sir," and with that Peter took both Luke's feet and put both of his big toes in his mouth. Peter started blowing Luke's toes in his mouth like a cock. 

The depravity, the domination, Luke getting his feet worshipped, the thought of the fag cleaning his out, it was too much for the. young stud. Luke yelled out "OH FUCK!!!" his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Peter looked up lustily, feeling like a total faggot, blowing his stepbrothers toes, he came in his shorts. As he came, Luke took his toes out of his mouth and pushed him back with his feet. "Get the fuck back faggot," he said, still stroking, his cum making its way from his balls to his cock head. The man on cam was fully taking his cock out of his brother's mouth and then jamming it back on his cock, holding his brother's nose closed so he couldn't breathe. Being used a complete cocksleeve was what it took for the fag to make a mess in his cock cage. "FUCKING - FAGGOTS" he said, emphasizing each word with a thrust down his cock. He held the fag down as he came down his throat. The fag greedily swallowed the nectar that was his brother's semen.

With the fag off his feet, Luke brought his feet near his cock, and then bust a huge load all over his feet. It was one of the biggest loads of his life. He coated his feet all over. When he was done, he brought his feet out to Peter again. "Clean them off fag," he said. The fag didn't have to be told twice, he started licking and sucking, tasting his brother's sweet cum for the first time. "THANK YOU SIR," he said, feasting on it. Luke sat and enjoyed the feeling of the fag's tongue on his feet, basking in the afterglow of his new found alphaness. The man on cam kicked the fag out from under the desk and told him to get his dinner ready, he would be down in 5 minutes. The fag crawled out and hurried down to the kitchen, not wanting to disappoint his master.

The man finally asked, "so how do you feel?" while Luke was still getting his feet licked. "Pretty good to be honest, ready to rule over this fucking fag," he said, looking down at Peter who was too into his task of feet licking. "Glad to hear it - there's so much more to teach you to. Here's my number, text me, we'll talk later. I enjoy making alphas sees their true potential," he said. "Can't thank you enough. I'll talk to you later," Luke said. "See ya," and they both signed off. Luke removed his feet from the fag's mouth and stood up stretching, while the fag just kneeled below him. "I'm gonna go play some video games, how about you clean this fucking room up, homo," he said. "Yes sir!" the fag said, getting up to complete his task. Luke just thought to himself - this is going to be great.