The Plan
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I nervously knocked at my brother Emil’s door. He opened and told me Roy was also there. I had phoned them both and told them I had something to tell them. I knew they would not like it; I didn’t like it myself. But I was desperate and I had to tell them.
As we went to the kitchen where Roy was waiting I thought about Emil. We were three brothers who had lived on our own for some years, since our parents had passed away, fortunately when we could start earning our livings. Emil King was the eldest and was 33 now. He worked as a construction worker. He used to have a girlfriend but was single now. He was narrow-minded and I was sure he would not understand me today. I feared his reaction. And as we walked to the kitchen to find Roy he told me he was wondering why I had wanted a family reunion in his house today.
Finally I saw my other brother. Roy King was 30 and worked in a hardware store. Whether he accepted or not what I had to tell him, he would not like to know what his boss, Mr. Edmund Barnard, had told me. But I had the hope that at least he would understand me, though I assumed he wouldn’t want to do it.
I finally sat on the kitchen table where Emil would serve me a cup of coffee now. My name is Austin King. I’m the youngest, 27 now. I work in a bank. I was well off till I became the greatest of fools. I’m still mad at myself for having believed in such a scam. I had allowed myself to be convinced in such a foolish thing as the pyramid scheme. I had stupidly invested a lot of money there and of course I had lost money, a whole lot indeed, I’d lost as much as 7000 euros. My house was not totally paid yet and unless I found money now, I could lose it. It would take me years of working in the bank to recover money enough to pay my house and at least live without difficulties. And I don’t know how the hell Mr. Barnard had known of my economic disaster. And I’d met him this morning in a coffee shop and he’d sat with me and told me a way to leave my problems behind forever. He would even pay me twice what I had lost: 14000 euros. But of course he would not pay me so much for nothing. His proposal was so indecent that just remembering it, I started blushing before my brothers. Of course I hated Mr. Barnard, but to do what he had proposed to me would be the only way to earn the money I had lost and even more. So dirty as it was, I would do it. But I had to tell my brothers first. I could not do it without them. They were both looking intently at me so I finally took a deep breath and opened my mouth.
-First I have to tell Roy something –I said looking at him-. And I know you won’t like it.
-I can see it in your face, Austin, that you have to tell us something today that is embarrassing for you. Come on, brother, let it all out.
-Well, I was in a bar having a coffee this morning when Mr. Barnard entered and told me he wanted to sit with me. I said ok, since he’s your boss. I find him pompous and rather unpleasant but shrugged my shoulders and suffered his having a coffee with me. And instantly he began to speak. The first thing he told me was that he knew of my ruin. I suppose you must have told him, Roy.
-I haven’t, I swear I never told him anything. I don’t like him either. But I’ve certainly spoken about your economic problems with a workmate, for he’s a close friend. Mr. Barnard must have heard.
-Well, next he told me he was gay and not only that, Roy. He added that in the two years you’ve been working with him, he really lusts for you. So I think you could be angry.
-I need that job and frankly Mr. Barnard is really an annoying man, but that’s the way he is and the reason why I don’t like him. I don’t care he’s gay and one cannot help being lusted for by people we know nothing about. Well, he lusts for me. I don’t care as far as he doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable. Besides, I’ve always had the suspicion that the bastard has some shady businesses too, maybe black money, for he has so much I wonder how an ironmonger can have that amount of money.
-You’re probably right. Well, he was also so cheeky as to also tell me he’s been for two years wanking over you, Roy.
-Well, let him have that fun.
-He wants a bitch, Roy.
-I hope he doesn’t want me to be his bitch. But let me tell you something, Austin, if becoming his bitch would be good for you to recover your money, I’d be his bitch, however disgusting that might be.
-Well, Mr. Barnard does want a bitch, but not you. Listen to me Roy, and you too, Emil –so far Emil had listened to our conversation with wrinkled nose, and getting angry, though so far what I was saying didn’t affect him. I expected he would get really angry later, maybe angry at me-! I’ve been so stupid that I’ve ruined my life and if suddenly I found someone who told me that he would pay me for cutting one of my ears, I’d allow him to do it. It’s my desperation that’s making me accept such a dirty thing as he’s told me this morning. I don’t like it at all but with a lot of disgust I could earn back what I’ve lost and not only that. I would be his bitch and he will pay me 14000 euros.
-But I don’t understand why you’re telling us, Austin –Emil spoke then-. You could simply do such a shameful thing without us ever knowing it.
-Because I cannot become his bitch unless both of you help me and come with me to his house.
-He wants you to give him sex before us?
-No, Emil, it’s worse than that. I’m really frightened to tell you, but I have to. I have suddenly found a bastard, but a bastard who can save my life by doing something totally disgusting. But I have no way out and I would do it. What he wants is… -and finally with a lot of fear and totally red, I added- us three going to his house together and I should please both my brothers sexually.
-What? –Emil burst out in fury then.
-Let him speak, Emil –Roy said preserving his calm.
-He also lusts for you, Emil, since you’ve sometimes gone to his shop to visit Roy. He added he didn’t like me much but I could let him see something he’d always liked to see: real incest. I should suck one of my brother’s dick, and then blow my other brother. But of course he wants to see the three of us naked, me first, because I’m the bitch, but then both of you too. And later both of you will also have to fuck me.
-And you will be the most awful of bitches, one who is paid for having sex with his brothers. Your head should hang in shame. You’re a faggot, Austin.
-I’ve never had sex with a boy, Emil, please don’t be unfair. I’d do it because I have been made that indecent proposal today and I have no chance. But just think for a moment how difficult it’s gonna be for me. Never had sex with a boy and now I have to suck two cocks and be fucked twice, and what’s more, by my own brothers. I already told you I would have one of my ears cut, so I will also become a disgusting incestuous bitch. I won’t enjoy, Emil, but I have to.
-You know, Austin –Roy suddenly said-, I already offered to become Mr. Barnard’s bitch if that would make my brother recover the money he’s lost. I know you will be terrorized if you do that. I’m not thinking about the pleasure I could be selfishly experiencing having somebody sucking my cock, for I love it and I would even let a boy blow me, why not? But I’m just thinking about your need, brother, so I would do it. I only hope then it’s not an ordeal for you.
-Thanks Roy, but I cannot do it unless I can count on both my brothers. So Emil, you would have to also accept. And if I think twice, since I have no more chance than pleasing two dicks, it can be easier for me knowing that at least I’m giving fun to two boys I love so much. Emil, forgive me for asking you: have you ever fucked a girl up her ass?
-Never –he said still looking at me with disgust.
-And would you like to?
-I’ve always wanted to do it, but with a girl of course, not with a boy, let alone my own faggot brother.
-Emil, please, think of me whatever you want, even tell me I’m a disgusting faggot but unless you do it, I will never recover the money I’ve lost and I can end up committing suicide, so desperate I am. Do you want that?
-Emil –Roy broke in-, do you also hate me for having said I would certainly prostitute myself, even for that disgusting bastard, if that way I could save my dear brother? Do you hate me? Do you hate him? Do you really love your brothers?
-You’re my brother and I will always love you both, even if now I cannot understand you. You seem to me a couple of faggot boys, but ok, I’ll say nothing more.
-Emil, I’ll do it –Roy said again-, now we’re waiting for you to say whether you will do it too, or else our poor brother will always suffer.
-Well, I will not have to suck any dick or be fucked. Maybe I cannot get hard, but at least I will try to enjoy having my cock sucked by my bitch brother and since I’ve never fucked an ass, yours is not the ass I have dreamed of fucking, Austin, but I’ll try to also enjoy or at least do it because I know well unless I’m there too and fuck you, you cannot earn the money. So ok, I will go to that bastard’s house with the two of you. When will it be?
I told Emil that I would phone Mr. Barnard now. I hated to hear that unpleasant man’s voice but I could hide my disgust. I had come to Emil’s house to convince both my brothers to allow me to please them both sexually and they had agreed. It was with a totally red face that I hung up the phone and I told my brothers.
-Mr. Barnard wants to see us three tomorrow at four p.m. in his house.
-Good, Austin, I’m sorry you have to do this, brother. Hope it’s not really an ordeal for you –Roy said.
-I have already told you I’ll also do it –Emil said.
So I said I’d better go home and I would come back tomorrow at three to Emil’s house and pick them up.
The next day, there I was and fortunately Roy was also there. We took a coffee first and I could see Roy was really worried about me and Emil said nothing, he hardly talked. Finally we headed to Mr. Barnard’s house. None of us three was hard of course. It was a gloomy walking there. I knew I didn’t want to do what I would have to do, but I knew well I would do it. Finally we rang the bell.
