Saw Mill Ridge

Saw Mill Ridge – What Happened Later 3 – Brad and Ike

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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Saw Mill Ridge – Brad and Ike

[Brad]

I was never so glad as the day we left The Ridge and I escaped the tyranny of my two cousins. I don’t know which one I hated more, Emily or Patsy. Of the two, Patsy seemed the be the biggest challenge to my power. She and I were in a contest to see who could be the most dominant. Due to the compromising position she caught us boys in, she won. I hate losing.

On the other hand, Emily had the most devious mind. I have to admit, she’s a very intelligent girl, but I wish she put her intelligence to use in ways other than to torture us boys. It was she who came up with the idea of turning our humiliating acts into a contest. It turns my stomach every time I think about the things the girls did to our bodies or the things they made us do to each other for their amusement.

At least I was out of reach of them physically. They had the pictures of us and they held them as threats against us. They made my brother and me get naked and perform for them over a computer link almost every weekend.

At least I re-gained some measure of control over Ike.

I feel a lot better now that I’m home and even Vicki is warming up to me. I guess she knows a macho stud when she sees one. It’s so refreshing to be with a girl who knows her place. I can take some satisfaction knowing that my two cousins will never have boyfriends.

Vicki is a really hot girl, but she’s such a cock-tease. When we make out, I can only get so far with her and then she shuts me down. She better start putting out or I’ll find a girl who will.

[Ike]

I know he’s my brother and I should side with him, but I secretly enjoyed seeing him cut down to size by a couple of girls even if it meant my own humiliation in the process.

For the past couple of years, he’s become increasingly dictatorial. He thinks that simply because I am his younger brother, he can tell me how to live my life. Watching him lose control, seeing him doing the bidding of other people was a lesson in humility I hoped that he soon would not forget.

My hope was in vain and he started in on me as soon as we got back. At first he was a bit timid, still licking the wounds inflicted on his ego by the girls. But as time progressed he became more and more like his old self.

I almost looked forward to our weekly performances for the girls. I think he was too angry with my cousins to take it out on me.

Even his girlfriend, Vickie, noticed. At first she was pleased with his gentlemanly demeaner when he returned from The Ridge, but as they continued their dating he more and more took her attention for granted and took advantage of her good nature and expected her to bend to his will.

I’ve known the Wilson girls almost all my life. Our parents are friends and we went to school together. Their mom seemed to have a thing for British Royalty naming their daughters Victoria Anne (a name she detested) better known as Vicki and Mary Elizabeth or Mary Beth or as she started to call herself now that she’s in middle school, MB.

I have to admit that familiarity breeds if not contempt than disinterest. I never noticed how pretty both girls were until I started taking a sexual interest in girls. Prior to that, they were “just girls.” After my experiences at The Ridge with my cousins, I find it difficult to think of any female as “just a girl.”

Vicki is really pretty, but she’s out of my league. At 14, she’s older than me and thinks of me more as her kid brother than possible dating material. I don’t think that’s so bad. She makes a nice older sister. She’s the one who taught me how to dance.

MB, on the other hand, is coming along nicely as a 12-year old. She’s got the same pretty face as her sister and is growing into her tween body very nicely. It’s like one day she’s a girl and the next she’s a GIRL. She seemed to go from playmate who sometimes wore skirts to someone who makes me hard looking at her.
[Vicki]

I nearly broke it off with Brad at the beginning of the summer. He’s a nice looking boy and I think every girl in school would be after him if he weren’t such a jerk. He’s a different kind of jerk from other boys. A lot of boys are narcissistic; they are overly in love with the image of themselves.

Brad was just out-and-out mean at times. He wasn’t cruel in the sense that he wanted to hurt people, it wasn’t his plan to hurt them, but if they got hurt in the process of his bullying them, he didn’t care. Non compis mentis and no regrets.

So I was actually glad that he was leaving for a couple of weeks. It gave me the opportunity to cool off and think about our relationship objectively.

I had made my decision to break up with him, but when I saw him again, there was something in his body language that softened my mood. For the first time, it seemed like he actually noticed other people without the intent of using them.

I decided to give him a second chance but as the summer progressed he lapsed back into his old ways.

It got even worse as he started pressing me for sex. I’m not ready for that or at least I’m not ready until I meet the right boy and Brad isn’t the right boy, at least not as he is.

Then I ran into Ike. Ike is a lot different from his brother. He’s a kinder, gentler boy who treats other people like, well, people. It’s no wonder my sister has a crush on him. She won’t admit it, but she’s my sister so I know.

I like Ike and I felt that I could trust him. I unloaded my frustrations on him. “Ike, how can you put up with your brother; he’s such an asshole?”

“If you weren’t a girl, I’d punch you out for saying that. He’s my brother.”

“I’m sorry, I’m angry and I’m not thinking straight. But lately he’s been acting like a jerk. More of a jerk than usual.”

“Apology accepted. I can’t blame you. I noticed it too. You should try living with him.”

“No thanks. I’m thinking of breaking up with him.”

“That’s a shame. You’re really a nice person. I hate it when I see how Brad treats you like dirt.”

“I’m really angry with him. I don’t know what’s happened to him. He was really turning around there for a while. Now I feel like getting even with him for the way he’s treating me.”

“I’m on your side with that. I’ve seen some of the things he’s done to you. Do you really mean it?”

“Mean what?”

“Getting even with him.”

“Do you have any ideas?”

“I know the reason for Brad’s transformation to Dr. Jekyll and why he’s turning back to Mr. Hyde.”

“Tell me.”

“This is going to be difficult for me to tell you. It’s very embarrassing for me, but even more embarrassing for my brother. You have to promise that you’ll tell absolutely nobody, especially MB.”

This had to be good. “I promise,” I said.

[Ike]

My brother was really getting on my nerves. It would have come to blows if mom and dad didn’t intervene. That still didn’t settle the issue, but it at least avoided the bloodshed.

I saw the calming effect that my cousins had on him. He objected to their control, but mellowed out when performing the sex acts they made him do. I know that orgasm calms me down and lately, with the stress Brad’s been putting on me, I’ve been jerking off every day.

Those couple of weeks at The Ridge really turned him around. The once-a-week, if that, performances the girls make us do for them on the computer help a bit but he backslides more than he improves. I think it’s the remoteness. Doing it for a computer audience isn’t the same as having the girls physically present in the room with you.

I wanted the Brad from The Ridge back. So when Vicki confided in me with the same complaint, I devised a daring plan.

“This is going to be difficult for me to tell you. It’s very embarrassing for me, but even more embarrassing for my brother.”

“Ohh, juicy. Tell me.”

“Now Vickie, this is serious. You got to tell me that you promise not to tell anyone what I’m about to tell you.” I said with anger. “I’m going to tell you some very intimate secrets and I want you to sit there and listen and not judge until I’m finished.”

She sobered up immediately. “I’m sorry. I’ll listen and I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”

“Good,” I said calming down.

“It all started with our trip to Saw Mill Ridge for our vacation. All of mom’s family shared the cabin we have there ...”

I went on for maybe 30 or 40 minutes describing what went on during those fateful two weeks. Vicki sat first with mild interest and then with intensifying attention. I could tell by her face that she was itching to ask questions, but was holding back in respect for my request to wait until the end.

“... and now the girls have pictures of us and they make us jerk off and suck off each other on the weekends for them over the computer.” I concluded.

“Wow, you boys must have really been embarrassed.”

“It was, but it was also kind of fun.”

“You *liked* doing those things with the girls watching you?”

“I liked doing those things. I would rather not have the girls watching me, but I would have never been able to do them without them.”

“So why are you telling me all this?”

“Brad needs a strong female hand to keep him in line. To tell you the truth, so do I. My cousins are good girls, but they aren’t here. It’s not the same doing it on the computer for them. I might as well be jerking off to porn on the computer. That’s fun to do, but not as satisfying as being in the same room with the girls.”

“So?”

“So I want you there the next time Brad and I perform for the girls.”

“You what?”

“You heard me. I want you to witness Brad and me perform for our cousins. In person.”

[Vickie]

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was getting increasingly excited every the moment as Ike confessed what went on between he and his cousins. I was envious of the girls. I hardly knew what sex was when I was their age.

And then there’s Brad under the thumb of his younger cousins. How I wish I could have seen that!

“How bad can the pictures be if you’re still willing to submit to the girls?”

“Pretty bad. Here, let me show you one of the milder ones.”

He took his phone out and brought up the picture It was Brad and Ike standing together arms over each shoulder. They were completely naked and flanked by two girls in shorts and T-shirts.

“Those are my Cousins Patsy and Emily,” Ike said by way of explanation.

“Who took this picture?”

“The girls made one of my other cousins take it. They have pictures posing with all of us naked boys. Mostly they have pictures of us doing things to ourselves or to each other.”

“What’s that around your penises? It looks very colorful.”

“That was Emily’s idea. They’re hair bands like what girls wear for pig tails or pony tails.”

“They certainly look funny. They make your balls stick out. Do they hurt?”

“If you leave them on too long, they probably hurt. They feel funny and make everything tight. The girls only make us wear them when we’re actually doing something. They make cumming a lot better.”

“Oh.”

“So how about it? Will you come over the next time Brad and I have to put on our show?”

“Teenaged boys, naked and masturbating for a couple of girls. How much better could it get?” I thought. And now Ike was inviting me to that party. I wanted to do it but was afraid to do it. I hadn’t seen a penis “in the flesh” since I was 8 years old, and it certainly wasn’t attached to a teenaged boy.

“I don’t know. What will your brother say? Will he still do it with me there?”

“He will if you show him this.”

Ike brought up another picture. It was Brad face-to-penis with another boy.

“That’s my cousin Michael. Brad had to go down on him and suck him off. In fact, he sucked all of us off – twice!”

“Oh-my-god!”

“I’ll send you the picture, but you have to promise only to show it to him. The girls will kill me if they knew I did this, but I think it’s for a good cause.”

[Brad]

Vickie was getting to be a bitch. She’d cock tease me all night and then wouldn’t put out. Well there’s other girls out there just as pretty and I’ll bet they’d love to have me as a boyfriend.

I’ll give it a couple more dates and if I don’t get to fuck her, I’ll dump the bitch. She’s been in a bad mood lately anyway. At first I thought she was on the rag, but it couldn’t last all month long.

I decided that tonight was the night. My parents were out and the girls didn’t know it so my brother and I got some free time to ourselves. Ike took advantage of the evening to spend it over his friend’s house.

That left the house all to myself.

I picked Vickie up and she was in a cheerful mood for a change. We ate, went to a movie and then back to my place for some serious making out.

At first, it was just some kissing, but she seemed to be more enthusiastic about it than ever before. My penis skyrocketed.

She didn’t even pull away when I reached to feel her breasts under her shirt. She let them roam over them longer than usual. My penis was now aching and dripping. If she didn’t deliver soon, I would go insane.

Then she did something she never did before. She slid her hand up my leg and rested her palm firmly on the lump in the crotch.

My head swirled. I was glad we were laying down. I knew that the blood drained from my knees to fuel my penis would make them unable to support me.

“Mmm,” Vickie purred in my ear, “Someone is excited. I bet he’d like to come out and play.

Why don’t you get undressed?”

“How about you?”

“I’m not quite ready for that. I want to see what I’m going to get.” She ended with a giggle.

That hurt, but this was a far as we had ever gone.

“I’ll make sure you’ll cum,” she added. That pushed me over the top. Thoughts of intercourse or even a blowjob overtook my mind. Truth be known, I’d settle for a clumsy hand job from her.

“Come on,” she urged. “Let’s have some fun.”

My will was dissolving. I was in need of a cum more than ever in my entire life. If I had to get naked as a prelude to bigger things then so be it.

I started to undress. I got as far as my underwear and I hesitated. The next movement would be taking a step back from which there was no retreat.

She giggled again and it sent a chill down my spine.

“I tell you what. I have to ‘powder my nose.’ While I’m away doing that, you can complete getting undressed, but you better be naked when I come out or I’ll leave.”

[Vickie]

Everything was going according to plan. Brad was hornier than I ever saw him. It made my job easier.

Ike had put me in touch with his cousins. Together we decided to play with Brad like a wounded mouse dropped off by momma cat for the enjoyment of her kittens.

I locked myself in the bathroom and since I was there, decided to use the facility for its intended purpose. Besides, I had to clean up. I was leaking profusely in anticipation of my next move.

I called Patsy’s number. “It’s on,” I said. “Give me three minutes and we should be ready.”

“OK. Good Luck,” came the response.

I held my breath, opened door and strode out displaying a confidence I didn’t have. I looked over at Brad.

He was naked. His penis was at full attention. My heart leapt. I stood there in silence. Finally I said, “You look fine!” I had to stall for time. I didn’t know how much of the three minutes I had left.

Although I was expecting it, the ring still startled me.

I looked at my phone.

Brad said, “You’re not seriously considering answering that. Not at a time like this.”

I ignored him and answered.

I said hello and after a second I said, “Let me put you on speaker.” I handed the phone to him. “It’s for you,” I said.

He took it with a puzzled look until he got a view of who was calling. Patsy’s face adorned the screen.

I watched as his face got red. Whether from anger or embarrassment, I didn’t know.

“Hello?” he said tentatively, still in shock.

I could hear Patsy laughing furiously.

“Hello, Cousin,” she responded. “It’s good to see you again. In fact, I’d like to see all of you. Why don’t you take a full-body selfie for me?”

“But how?”

“Ask Vicki, I’m sure she’ll be happy to explain.”

The ball was in my court, “Brad I want you to stand up in front of me with your hands on your head while I explain it to you.”

“I’m not doing it. I’m getting dressed and I’m sending you home.”

“I have to tell you that I have pictures of you – naked – and doing things you’d rather not let become public. Your cousins sent the to me. I know some of the girls in your class and some of my friends have brothers in your class. How long do you think it will take before every girl and boy in school has a picture of you?”

“You can’t do this to me,” he pleaded.

“I can and I will. Now assume the pose like I asked you to and we’ll get on with this. But first set up a video with your cousin.”

“I’ll hang up now and log in,” I could hear Patsy say. “Too bad my folks are home and I have to watch this on my phone instead of the big screen. I can’t risk that with them around.”

He logged in and I took up a position, so I could watch him and he could be on camera for his cousin.

Somewhere in the back of my mind it was registering that I had a naked boy standing in front of me. What was coming through was the power – Girl Power – that I had over him.

I continued my lecture. “Brad, you can be a nice guy when you try. I know, I’ve seen you in those moments and I really liked being with you then. You were especially nice when you came home from vacation at the beginning of the summer.

I’ve been consulting with Ike. ...”

He cut me off, “That bastard, I’ll kill him.”

“You will do nothing of the sort. Ike is under my protection. You lay a hand on him and your balls will come off and those pictures WILL go out. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ma’am?” Did I intimidate him that much? I certainly hoped so.

“As I was saying, Ike and I have been talking and we came to the root cause of your problem: in a word, pride. You have this feeling that you have to control everything and everyone. When you let go and allow yourself to be even the slightest bit vulnerable you become a better person.

What your cousins did to you at The Ridge was totally humiliating to you. I get that. However, you felt so good at getting back your clothes and freedom of action, it temporarily satisfied your need for control and you didn’t have to take it out on other people like me and your brother.

Since then, you’ve lapsed into your old ways: the ugly Brad, the nasty Brad, the Brad nobody likes.

We decided: we being Patsy, your other cousin Emily and Ike who was brave to let me in on your secrets – we decided that more humiliation in the same vein as you got in the old schoolhouse at the Ridge was in order.

Now I’m not going to tell you that this will hurt me more than it hurts you. I’m going to really enjoy this, but I will tell you that it is for your own good. I’ll have some joy over getting my revenge, but that feeling will go away eventually. Knowing that I will be helping you become a better person will sustain my motivation.

As for Ike, you don’t know how lucky you are to have him as your brother. He’s a sweet, nice boy and if I might add, not too hard on the eyes either. It’s too bad he’s too young for me, or I would have dropped you for him in a moment.

He’s also the bravest boy I’ve ever met. He told me everything that went on at the Ridge including his part and the things he did and the girls made him do. Everything!

He admitted to me that it excited him to have the girls ‘take charge of his sex life’ to use his words.

As I said, he’s too young for me, but would be perfect for MB. She’ a year younger than him, but he’s very mature for a boy, so that should be a good match.

He admitted to having a crush on her and asked if I could ‘break the ice’ with her. I have no problem introducing them on a Platonic level. I know she likes him, but I’m going to have to feel her out to see how she would deal with ordering naked boys around. I’d think she’ll go for it, but I want to make sure.”

“Does that mean that she’ll know about me?”

“If she accepts your brother’s offer, she will. She’ll be there right alongside me. I think we’ll even switch off who dominates who just for the fun of it. Yes, she’ll be your mistress too.”

“Oh shit.”

“Get used to it. Now get the bands out. I know you keep them here in your room. Patsy told me exactly what to do. After I bind you up, you’ll get down on your knees and jerk off for us.”

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