Bully Fags

Warning: Extreme homophobia and descriptions of violence

This is a follow up to this story. Honestly, this one's a little messy, didn't take another pass through to make it all flow together better. There will be at least one more story in this series, but the next one featuers two entirely different characters. Not sure when it will be out.

Little bro walked up to his big bro’s room. He saw his big bro just looking at himself in the mirror. Flexing. Admiring himself. He looked really good in the wife beater he was wearing. Little bro just watched him for a few seconds before he got up the courage to knock on the door. After two light taps on the door, big bro snapped out of his self-worship session.

“Oh hey little bro, what’s going on?” asked big bro. “Not too much I guess,” said little bro, clearly a bit nervous.

“Ok, well, why are you knocking on my door,” big bro asked. Little bro looked down at his own feet, “Um, well, I guess I had a question,” he said.

“Well spit it out little bro, I got a long day of training ahead of me,” said big bro, a little annoyed. Little bro just stood in the doorway looking at his feet. He started moving a foot around in a circle on the floor anxiously.

“Well, um,” said little bro getting more nervous. “I was just wondering…” he was still drawing it out. Finally he just came out and said it.

“Um, do you think you could beat me up again?” He asked.

“Oh FUCK little bro,” big bro yelled uncontrollably as he immediately flexed his massive biceps into an intimidating double bi. Little bro’s mouth fell open looking at the supreme display of muscle and power in front of him. “FUCK, my muscles loved hearing that.” Big bro felt that familiar sense of surge of power and pleasure pump through his body. With his little bro, though, it was way more intense than the other fags he had bashed before.

“I’ve been waiting to hear you say that for so long now little bro,” he said bringing his head back in pleasure. His muscles were rippling with power and veins. Little bro was taking in the effect his words had on his big bro with big eyes - practically drooling at the sight before him. He also looked down and saw the MASSIVE tent forming in his big bro’s shorts. 

“Oh yeah little bro, we can definitely make that happen,” he said. “God seeing you walk around the house with those black eyes for two weeks, it was almost too much,” explained big bro. “My muscles couldn’t take it. But I held them back. No, little bro, I had a feeling that this would happen. Like I said before I bashed you - faggots usually love this.” said big bro. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, little bro. Couldn’t stop thinking about my homophobic muscles could you little bro?” He asked. Stunned little bro just nodded his head silently. Violent images of their last encounter flashed through his head.

Little bro just looked at big bro’s huge peaks in awe of his big bro’s power. He was also starting to get more scared. “Notice that they’ve gotten bigger little bro?” said big bro with a smile.

Wow, they had gotten bigger. “They’ve been really responsive to my work outs ever since I fag bashed you little bro,” he said. “I’ve noticed this a little bit in the past, but nothing like with you, seems my muscles find you special. And they’re hungry for more,” he said. Little bro just swallowed hard.

“I hope you understand what you’re getting yourself into little bro,” said big bro, his muscles continuing to flex and strain intensely. “You’ve been walking around this house teasing these muscles for weeks… they are not happy and are going to really unleash on you,” he said.

“Well, big bro, since I’m asking for it, I was thinking you could go a little softer on me than last time,” said little bro.

Big bro just laughed. “Oh, little bro, I’m really sorry but that’s just not possible. I really have very little say in the matter, these things have a mind of their own.” said big bro. 

“Last time I was actually able to hold these things back quite a bit,” he said. “This time, these things are fucking firing on all cylinders little bro. I mean it’s a miracle I can even talk to you without punching you,” said big bro. “No, this will be MUCH harder than last time little bro, I let you off easy,” he said. Little bro would not consider anything about the last time easy. Though he had masturbated to the thought of it for weeks, it was an extremely painful and traumatizing fag bashing. Little bro’s eyes got wide but his little dick got harder at the thought. It was clear this would not be the light beating up he was hoping for, several notches down from last time. No, this was sounding quite a bit scarier than last time.

“If you remember, last time I guaranteed you two black eyes - and boy did I deliver!” said big bro with a smile. Little bro definitely remembered that yes. “This time, the black eyes of course will happen but, and it brings me no joy to say this little bro, I’m really going to need to break your body more fully,” he said. Little bro started breathing heavily, hyperventilating. He was really regretting asking for this. “Nothing permanent little bro, but, look, things on your body will break,” he said, and little bro shuddered. He was shaking like a scared little fag, much to the delight of big bro’s muscles. “Ultimately, I’m gonna send you to he hospital, little bro,” he said. The fag let out an involuntary cry. “But little bro, I think ultimately you’ll really enjoy it - in the long run. I mean, aren’t these muscles worth it?” he asked, flexing his big bicep.

"I mean imagine, this will truly be a fag bashing for the record books, that’s going to have a huge effect on my muscles. Soon I’ll be totally a totally unstoppable force in the gym. These fuckers are going to be so huge, all thanks to you little bro.” Little bro was still terrified, but with his big bro exposing his pits, he was starting to get whiffs of his manly body odor. It was having a calming affect on him, putting him back into the mindset that this was right - this was what he deserved. Still, he wasn’t totally soothed.

“Here little bro, I can see you’re still scared, and really you should be very scared, but maybe this will pacify you a bit,” said big bro. And the flexed his bicep in front of little bros face.

“Why don’t you put your mouth around my bicep and suck. Suck the muscle that’s going to destroy you,” said big bro. Still shaking, little bro put his head right next to the big bulging bicep, heat radiating from it, and opened his jaw to accept as much of the peak into his mouth as possible. And then he sucked. And he immediately moaned on it. He could feel all the power, all the hate in that bicep. And he could feel it growing even more as he sucked on it.

“There you go, little bro, get lost in worshipping that power,” he said. “Trace your tongue from my shoulder, over the bicep, to my forearm. Very good little bro. Now ask me for it again. No regrets now, beg me for what you need.”

*kiss* *kiss* *lick* “PLEASE big bro!” *kiss* *suck* “Please beat me up!” Little bro was getting lost in the high of worship for sure. “Come on, little bro, ask for it correctly,” he said. Little bro continued to lick the big bicep, feeling the thick veins under his tongue. He thought for a minute about what his big bro meant and then he knew. *kiss* *kiss* *kiss* “PLEASE FAG BASH ME BIG BRO!!” he said while worshipping. Big bro got what he wanted and flexed again.

“Very good little bro, you know just what to say,” said big bro. “Now,” he said aggressively, and at the same time, ripped his wife beater to shreds with almost no effort.

Little bro involuntarily breathed heavily at the sight before him. He had to stop himself from latching on to big bro’s nipples. “Well, I took my shirt off, why don’t you take off yours little bro?” Little bro managed to look away from his brother’s bare chest for a moment and Bega to take off his shirt. The difference in their size could not be overstated. Little fag bro vs big straight older bro. “And your shorts, little bro,” he said. Little bro nervously took them off. Big bro took in their body differences. Them he said “Prostrate yourself in front of me and my muscles, fag. Show your devotion to my body,” he said.

Little bro did immediately, bowing down. It felt so right in this position, bowing down to his brother’s superior power. “Kiss my feet, faggot,” said big bro. Little bro did so, enthusiastically. Big bro looked down at his little bro at his feet like he was his next meal. 

“That ass is still cherry, right little bro?” Asked big bro. “…yes” little bro said. “Well, not for long fag. Last time my big homophobic cock couldn’t help itself and busted a nut all over you after I gave you the second black eye, but this time, it’s going to need to destroy that virgin hole,” said big bro. Little bro just looked at the massive meat between his brother’s legs and shuddered.

“I.. I really don’t think I can take that big bro,” he said. “Oh, I know you can little bro. And anyway, there really isn’t a choice unfortunately. This thing is pretty set on destroying a fag asshole, and yours is the closest one available,” said big bro. Little bro just looked up frightened and then big bro pulled down his underwear unleashing the veiny monster. The big cock just bobbed, free from the confines of big bro’s underwear. “This thing is going to make your asshole look like a train ran through it when it’s done with you.” Little bro winced in pain at the thought but couldn’t deny the thought turned him on.

“You’ll probably pass out from the pain a few times as I shove my big hard cock up your pussy, little bro,” he said, groping his hard piece of meat. “But don’t worry, I’ll try to slow down and wait for you to regain consciousness. I want you to remember losing your virginity!” Little bro just continued kissing his big bro’s feet even more passionately.

“Why don’t you ask my big cock nicely to do what we both know it’s going to do,” he said. Not only was little bro met with the visual of the big cock, but pulling it out of his underwear unleashed the strong smell of big bro’s cock and balls. In addition to the  the sweaty smel little bro could smell the cum load the huge balls were churning. His eyes went to the back of his head as he took in the smell of a real man.

On his knees he instinctively pushed out his ass more to look more fuckable for his big bro. Completely turned on, he stared right at he homophobic cock in front of him and said, “PLEASE, please destroy my little virgin ass. Destroy it beyond repair. Make it unrecognizable please!!” In response the cock in front of him throbbed and then spit out a big portion of precut right on little bros face. He instantly stuck out his tongue and caught as much of it as he could in his mouth, savoring his big bro’s sweet nectar. Of course that had a very profound effect on big bro’s muscles.

“Now little bro, even after that I don’t think these muscles are pumped up enough to give you the proper bashing you deserve,” said big bro. Little bro disagreed profusely, they looked more than adequate to give him the terrifying pummeling his brother had talked about.

“I want you to help me get these more pumped up,” continued big bro. “And one thing that will really get these muscles flared up would be hearing, from your own mouth, some filthy fag fantasy you have,” said big bro. “Something that would truly disgust a homophobe,” said big bro. Little bro just stared at his muscles again for a few momenta and finally got enough courage to speak.

“Um, well, I guess I’d like the entire football team to take me into the locker room and rape my ass,” said little bro. Big bro flexed his bicep again - some movement but nothing drastic. He could still feel the hunger in his muscles.

“Ok, well that’s not bad, but pretty vanilla - I assume that’s what all fags want,” said big bro. And was he wrong? “These muscles need something really disgusting,” he said. “Come on, little bro, get a hit of my pits, get high and confess a nasty fantasy, these muscles are hungry for it.” Big bro put his hand on the back of little bro’s head and pushed him into his pit.

“Sniff,” he said. Little bro was happy to obey. The smell was so intense. Ever since his admission of wanting to be fag bashed, he could smell his big bro - he just radiated testosterone, which seems to be especially brought out when satiating the desires of his homophobic muscle. But this close was something else. Little bro’s eyes went cross eyed as he smelled pure MAN.

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Little bro moaned into big bro’s sweaty, intoxicating armpit. While in his armpit, his mind getting destroyed by his big bro’s testosterone-laden pit stink, little bro told a secret fantasy he had, “I want to eat the asses of every football player after a practice on a 95 degree day!” Big bro grunted after hearing that, and pulled his little bro out of his pit and flexed his arm in his face.

“FUCK that’s disgusting faggot, fuck that’s exactly what my muscles want to hear to fuel its homophobia. FUCK! Look at that vein little bro,” said big bro. Little bro didn’t need any guidance for that. He was wide eyed staring at the big powerful muscle in front of him.

“Alright, thanks little bro, my muscles are super pumped now. Perfect to give you an adequate-“

“After I’m done worshipping their sweaty asses I want them to tie me to the urinal and piss down my throat and all over me,” said little bro interrupting his big bro as more self-hate fueled filth came out of his mouth. The effect on his big brother’s muscles was immediate.

“What a FUCKING FAGGOT,” big bro exclaimed, the pump getting even more insane with this additional admission his little bro made. “FUCK little bro, you really want to get these things fucking pumped up and angry don’t you? I don’t think you know what you’re in for though faggot, these things are fueled by the words you’re saying,” he said.

“… and then when they’re done they leave all their cleats in a pile on the floor and I have to clean them all with my tongue before school the next day,” says little bro.

“FUCKING NASTY little bro,” he said, his muscles exploding to new size and vascularity. “But I heard you loud and clear: when you get out of the hospital, before our next bashing I’ll dress up in my old football journey, get all sweaty, and have you lick my ass and drink my piss. You can even sniff and clean my cleats with your tongue. I think my muscles will be huge and pumped after that, just in time to bash and rape you,” he said, smiling evily.

The thick scent in the room was like ultra strength poppers x 100. Plus he still had the direct pit stink on his nose, and the taste of its brother’s homophobic muscles on his mouth. All of that combined with the visuals of his big bro in his football uniform, the taste of his ass, his piss, his thick cock up his ass, and then those fists raining down him. It was too much.

Little bro fell to his hands and knees, his body shaking. “OH fucccckk big bro, I’m such a fagggggggg,” he said moaning. Big bro knew exactly what was happening and prepared his muscles for the faggotry on display. “PLEEASSSSEEE bassssshhh meeee!!” He yelled and moaned as he came right there on the floor. Big bro just looked down at his little bro and flexed.

“Oh god you are FUCKED faggot,” said big bro as his arms exploded with ultimate power. “These things are locked and loaded for an absolutely brutal fag bashing. I’ve never felt this good - this powerful. I’m going to absolutely kill this workout after I beat the shit out of you little bro!”

“Just wait to see how much I grow now that I got a dedicated little punching bag that my muscles are just OBSESSED with. 

“After I’m done, I’ll dump you out on the side of the road on my way to the gym,” explained big bro. “I’m sure someone will stop by and call an ambulance. Just tell them you were jumped on the way back from school, happens to fags all the time, no one will give a shit.”

“I always want you to remember little bro, I’m not personally homophobic at all and I totally accept you, this I just the muscle taking over,” big bro explained. “I think it’s totally cool that you want to clean out the entire football team’s nasty, sweaty asses with your tongue. It has no negative effect on me. Similarly, just because you lust after your brother and beg him to punish you physically for being a homosexual, that doesn’t make me think you are subhuman that does not deserve rights: that’s entirely on my muscles, and I apologize or that,” he said.

“You are really perfect for my muscles, little bro, a perfect little fag,” said big bro. “You know just what to do to get my muscle pumped to their maximum capacity, thank you so much little bro.”

“Please…” little bro struggled on his hands an knees at the feet of his big brother in his already weak state by the earth shattering orgasm he had and mind-altering scent filling his older brother’s room. “… please punish me for being a faggot,” he begged pathetically. “Absolutely, little bro,” he said looking down at the fag. And then spit a massive loogie in little bro’s face. Little bro moaned as the nasty spit splattered across his face while big bro cracked his knuckles. Without warning, big bros big hands wrapped around the fag’s tiny neck. He squeezed his neck just enough to cut off oxygen. Little bro immediately struggled, grabbing at his neck. Then big bro lifted the fag up in the air with one motion, just using one hand. While struggling for air, little bro was amazed at his brother’s strength but then looked in his big bro’s face. Staring back at him he saw his brother’s face transform into pure hate, it sent a chill down his spine. And then raised his fist up in the air. While little bro struggled for air, big bro just waited with his fist cocked. “Let’s send you to the ER little bro,” he said. Suddenly he brought it forward with immense strength. Big straight homophobic fist meeting pathetic, weak fag face.