During our relationship, John and I had bought a lot of sex toys and accessories. We kept them in a box under the bed. The box was filled with things that we wanted to try but never got round to using.
This is a story about the day that we finally used some of the items...
John and I had just got out of bed and were sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee. It was already eight o'clock in the morning. John only had about half of an hour before he was meant to leave for work.
"What are you going to day with your day off?" John asked me.
"I haven't made any plans." I replied.
"So you're going to be in all day?" He asked.
"Yes, unless I find someone to fuck." I answered, smiling.
"Oi, you know I hate those jokes." He said, looking annoyed.
"I'm sorry baby." I said, regretting what I had said.
John leaned across the breakfast bar and gave my a peck on the lips. Before he had chance to pull away, I grabbed the back of his head and started to make out with him. My cock grew almost instantly, as it always did when kissing my brother.
After a couple of minutes of tongue wrestling, John pulled away. He had a look on his face, a look that suggested that he was planning something.
"What?" I asked.
"I don't have long, but I have an idea." He announced.
"What's that then?" I asked, a little confused.
"Come up stairs." John ordered as he hopped off his stool.
With my cock still hard, I obeyed and followed him through the house and up the stairs. We ended up in the bedroom, standing beside the bed.
"Take your clothes off, bitch." John said in a masterful tone.
I always loved when he spoke to me like that, It has always turned me on.
"Yes sir." I said.
I pulled my vest off and threw it onto the bed.
"Hurry the fuck up, slut!" John ordered, clearly impatient.
I quickly pulled my sweatpants off, letting my solid cock spring free.
"Get on the bed" John ordered.
"Yes sir." I said, climbing onto the bed.
I sat there, unsure what he wanted me to do.
"On all fours, bitch!" John snapped.
I placed myself on all fours, with my ass facing toward John.
From behind me, I heard the opening of a drawer followed by a squirt sound.
"Let's open this ass up for your master." John said, as he pressed his wet fingers against my awaiting hole.
Two fingers slid inside me, quickly followed by a third.
"Oh fuck!" I moaned as the three fingers worked my hole, hard and fast.
He was so rough with me, that it hurt a little. The pain wasn't bad enough to complain yet.
"That's a good boy, open up for me." John said.
Before long a fourth finger found its way into my ass. His hand quickly moved in and out of my hole, stretching me as much as it could.
"Stop, it hurts." I groaned.
"Shut up and take it, fucking fag!" He snapped
"Don't move." John ordered, as he pulled his hand from inside me.
John pulled the big red box from under the bed. When he removed the lid, the room was filled with the smell of rubber and leather.
Still on all fours, I listened while John dug through the box. I heard chains rattle and heavy objects land on the floor. Not knowing what was coming had my cock throbbing.
Johns hand pushed back inside me, this time with the addition of his thumb. He slowly fisted my ass, opening me up.
It hurt just as much as it did before but I had come to enjoy the pain. With every movement of Johns hand, I oozed pre.
He pulled his hand back out of my ass, leaving me feeling like I was gaping.
"Did you like that, slut?" He asked.
"Yes sir." I replied, catching my breath.
John placed a butt plug on the bed, where I could see it. I guessed that was his way of letting me know what was coming.
It was one of the bigger plugs that we had bought. Not including its base, it was five inches long and at its widest point, it was seven inches round.
John squirted a good load of lube onto the plug.
"Relax your ass." John said, taking hold of the toy.
I gasped as the wet tip pressed against my hole. Without hesitation, John pushed the plug inside me.
"Oh fuck!" I almost screamed, as I took the widest part of the toy.
The pain was almost too much for me. I took hold of my cock and started to stroke it slowly. I knew that playing with myself would make the pain less intense.
The toy was quickly all the way inside me. My ass gripped the stem, holding the toy deep within me. Now that I was past the worst of it, I released my cock.
"Good boy." John said, almost congratulating me.
"Stand up!" John ordered.
I slide off the bed, stood up and faced John. My ass gripped at the toy with every movement, causing rushes of pleasure to wave through me.
"Turn around!" He ordered me.
"That looks hot." He said, looking at the base of the plug that pressed against my hole.
"You will keep that plug inside you until I take it out, understand?" He said.
"Yes sir." I said, turning to face my master.
"Good boy." John said.
I smiled as he reached into his jeans, adjusting his obviously solid cock.
"I'm leaving now." He announced.
"Ok baby." I said.
Without warning, Johns hand struck my face. The slap left a burning sensation on my cheek.
"Ok what?" He said, .
"Ok sir, sorry sir." I said, holding my face.
