Brad in DANIP, Third Time is a
Charm Chapter 9
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
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Brad was unable to sleep in the next morning because he was still so horny he couldn't stand it. While he had finally gotten some relief at the expense of Dean, the accumulative of the pills was still taking its toll on him. His efforts to find some way to satisfy himself only succeeded in waking his brother. For waking him up early on a weekend, Brian retaliated by giving him another orange pill along with breakfast.
Brad begged, pleaded, promised, and finally couldn't keep from crying when begging his brother to not make him take the pills. The crying finally got Brian to offer him some hope.
"If nobody has to correct you for anything, I'll stop giving you the pills, but one time you forget to say please, thank you, or call somebody sir, and you go back on three pills a day."
"Please sir, can I have any relief today? At least once, please?"
"I'm not jacking you off, you can forget that" Brian said. "And you're not allowed to touch yourself. Maybe Melissa will help you."
Their sister had just entered the kitchen. She leaned over Brad's shoulder and took a good look at him. "I think your swollen balls look cool so I guess you're out of luck from me too. But I can send you next door to Sam, he might help you. But you know what he will want you to do."
Later that day when they saw Sam outside playing, Brad was sent over. Sam was more than happy to see him and took Brad to his room. Knowing what he wanted, Brad asked "Please Sam, may I suck your dick?"
After Sam was satisfied (which took three sessions), Sam finally agreed to help Brad. But instead of what Brad had hoped for Sam went and got a bath brush. He pinned Brads arms to the back of the mesh outfit and sat on his legs so that he couldn't roll around and began to gently stroke the tip of Brad's overly-sensitive dick. But he watched closely for signs that Brad was about to shoot and each time stopped and waited for ten minutes or so. Sam was sure he could keep this up for hours, but he underestimated Brad's need and only made it two hours before he caused Brad to shoot.
A pair of Sam's friend's showed up and Brad had to give them blow jobs as well. Then they took turns seeing who could go the longest without making Brad cum. The other two boys were not as skilled as Sam and Brad was allowed to shoot three more times before it was time for him to go home for supper.
Sunday went about the same, except that Melissa had to correct him for not calling her "Master" which put him back on three orange pills a day. Somehow he got through it the day, but he spent a three-hour session with Sam before he shot, and that turned out to be the only relief he got that day.
Finally Monday came, and for the first time in a week it didn't start with a spanking from team 1. Pete had changed from a L2O collar to a L1O collar, but Jim embarrassed them both by having Brad give him a blow job in the hallway anyway. Unable to concentrate in school due to his need, the time passed slowly for Brad. Finally at 11 it was time to go to the SRRB, which quickly decided to send him on to court with a recommendation that his sentence as a L3O be ended.
But the judge was not so quick to end the punishment, especially when he read the logs. Brad stood quietly as the judge considered his options.
"Brad, I'm tempted to let you work your way down, first a week as a L2O and then a week as a L1O, but I've decided to skip the extra week. I am going to continue your sentence, but as a L1O, until midnight on Friday. If you can stay out of trouble, you do not need to return to this court except to get the tracking bracelet removed from your ankle. Friday is a day off from school, so I will allow the SRRB to make their decision on Thursday and trust your brother to be honest and fair until the end of your sentence. However, if there is anything that the SRRB sees that makes them consider extending your sentence, I'm writing an order that will allow them to change your status to a L2O if they want. If that happens then you will need to see me again. On the other hand, if you complete your sentence on Friday, you will be free to serve your detention on Saturday. Do you understand what I've said so far?"
"Yes sir, I do" Brad answered, looking up into his eyes instead of down at the floor as he felt like doing.
"I'm going to make oral sex a continued part of your sentence, meaning that you will provide oral sex to anyone who asks for it. Also, even after your sentence ends, you will remain naked until each of your teachers have provided a letter to your parents that you have caught up with the material you have missed. Any questions?"
"Uh, yes sir. Brian still gives me the ahh, pills, and I wasn't allowed to touch my self. Any change there?"
"Good questions. I'll remove the court-ordered prohibition regarding you touching yourself, but you still will be at the mercy of your controller. I'll call your brother this evening and talk to him regarding your questions. Anything else?"
"No sir, I don't have any more questions. I'll work extra hard this week to catch up on my class work."
"That may not be as easy as it sounds, Brad. Remember, you are still in the DANIP program. That means that you will be participating in the science class experiments again this week."
Brad's heart sank. He had thought he was finally done with that phase of the punishment, but now he knew he had at least another week to go. But he didn't have any more questions, so he traded in the fishnet mesh he had been wearing for a L1O collar. He was hoping for a chance to relieve himself, but his mother ordered him to raise his hands and she locked them to the collar. "We'll see what Brian wants to do when he gets home from school."
Brad remembered to say thank you to her, even though he really didn't mean it.
Brian was actually thrilled. "Now I don't have to do everything for you, and I can still tease and torture you!" he said with a gleam in his eye that made Brad nervous.
The next morning he found out that he and Pete, along with two boys from the other middle school, were assigned as subjects for the first period science class. Both he and Pete wore a L1O collar, as did one of the other boys. The last boy wore the bright orange L2O collar. The worst shock for Brad came when he saw that this was Kevin's class, but his best friend immediately saw his reaction and raised his hand.
"Can I be assigned to another class and do this project on another week" he asked as soon as the teacher called on him.
"Why should I allow that?"
"Because one of the boys here is my best friend and I don't want to have to perform my experiment on him."
"No, Kevin, I don't think that is sufficient reason. You will participate and you will conduct your experiment just as you described it in your paper. If you choose not to, or if you give special consideration to your friend, you will earn a detention for each day. Do you still want out?"
Kevin looked at Brad, who was shaking his head indicating he should say no. Without any pride in his voice, Kevin answered "No, I'll do the experiment."
The DANIP boys were quickly introduced to the teams and the experiments. Team one was continuing the work started the previous week to determine the effects of use of the hair remover product, only this week they would look to see if there was any difference based on number of applications a day. Each boy was scheduled to he here until at least Wednesday so they choose the L2O boy to get four applications a day, the other boy from his school three applications, and Brad to get two applications per day. Pete was excused from the study because they were waiting for his hair to start growing back in after his first week in DANIP. The applications were applied as the team spokesperson explained the project.
The second team, which was composed of five boys and three girls, a sizable portion of the class, wanted to study with humiliations had the greatest effect. They started by explaining how a lie detector worked and then went on to say they would use the results to measure the effect various humiliations had on each boy. They hooked up the four detectors they had to the boys and got some baseline measurements.
"Now we want to pair Brad and Pete, and the other two boys, and have you kiss each other" the spokesman said. "And not just a quick peck on the cheek, we want a long, passionate kiss with the use of your tongues."
The four boys looked at their partners with disgust while the class cheered them on. One of the students had a question.
"What if one of them was gay would that invalidate your experiment?"
"We never thought of that, we'll have to devise an answer as part of our final report" the boy leading the discussion answered. "But I wish I had thought of that, that would be a great experiment to try and find out if any of them are gay."
Meanwhile, Brad and Pete had moved close but had not made contact. They each had the same look in their eyes. After a few more seconds the teacher prompted them to hurry by saying "If you four don't start in the next five seconds, I'll give you a detention a minute until you do." He began counting out the seconds.
Not wanting to give any reason for extra problems, and especially not wanting to have any more time added to his sentence, Brad forced his tongue into Pete's mouth and Pete responded the same. They heard the teacher reach five and inform the other two boys they had just earned a detention and an entry on their logs.
"Put your arms around each other and squeeze tight, just like you enjoy this" the girl next to them said. Reluctantly both he and Pete did as she directed. Brad didn't know what else this team had in mind for the week, but he had decided somehow this was actually worse than giving Pete a blow job. After what seemed like forever they were told they could break.
When they stepped apart, the class immediately noticed that Brad had an erection. The class began to hoot and cheer and Pete's eyes were even bigger than before, but only Brad knew it was the effect of the pill that Brian had given him that morning. But no matter what the truth was, he knew everybody would remember only that he got a boner while kissing another boy. His humiliation was complete.
Team three consisted of Kevin and one other boy. Kevin led the discussion. "We want to keep the Alternate Punishment Area fresh and new, and several people have put in ideas for improvements. We are going to use the DANIP persons to give us a good idea for a new area by taking their ideas and making them each go through it. Then we will select a panel of judges to grade each one. The highest grade will be submitted to the APA. And just to make sure everyone tries their best, the one with the lowest grade will get a detention, which was approved yesterday afternoon by the principal." Brad could see why Kevin didn't want to do that this week; it was going to be like serving a detention without actually earning one. And the risk that he could earn one just due to a lack of creativity. "We will need their ideas tomorrow so that we can do any design work we need and get approval from the director of the APA to practice them. The final grading will take place Wednesday after school, and of course, the class will be invited to attend." Kevin walked past Brad and whispered "sorry" to him as he passed.
Team four wanted to cover reproductive biology. Since Brad already had a boner, they called on him to demonstrate to the class the changes that occur when one reaches orgasm. The leader of team two immediately asked if they could re- connect their lie detector equipment to him first so they could add this to their list. With the machine making noise and the pens bouncing around, Brad began to jack off in front of a class of twenty of his peers. However, the good news was that he was allowed to beat off, and since his brother was still keeping him on two pills a day (which was better than three, but not by much) he needed as much relief as he could get.
That evening after dinner he needed another chance. He knew he would be getting one of the orange pills at bed time, so he began begging Brian. Brian had made it clear that he would free Brad's hands no more frequently than once for every two blow jobs he gave him. If he could give his brother one now that would be the second one today. As demeaning as it was, he had to beg, the pills made him that horny.
"Please master Brian, please can I suck you off?"
"Naw, I don't think so" Brian answered, pretending to read a book. "I have a headache tonight and don't feel like it." Making Brad suffer and beg was about the only enjoyment he got for being Brad's controller most of the time. Well, that and the blow jobs.
Brad actually got down on his knees and crawled over to where Brian was laying on his bed and begged again. He stuck his face into Brian's jeans to try and get his brother excited.
Brian decided his brother had been humiliated nearly enough. He dropped the book and said "Okay, okay, but you have to get it out on your own. You have five minutes and if you haven't started I'm going to bed." He lay there as Brad squirmed around trying to unfasten Brad's jeans while his arms were bound to the collar around his neck.
"I think I'll have a couple of my friends come over tomorrow and let them watch you beg and plead for a chance to suck me" he said as Brad got his pants unsnapped and the zipper pulled down.
"Yes master, you know best, but I really wish you wouldn't" Brad said as he worked Brian's jeans down. "Please sir, did I do something to make you mad at me? Making me do this in private is bad enough, but letting your friends watch?"
"I'm not making you do anything. You're the one who keeps coming to me begging to do it." Brian knew he was being unfair and raised his hips slightly to make it easier for his brother.
"You keep giving me the pills. If you had to take them for a few days even, you'd know what it's like sir. There isn't anything I wouldn't do right now for a chance to beat off. And once doesn't cut it, I'm going insane. I don't think you know just how bad it really is."
Brad had gotten his boxers down and was working to get Brian hard. Brian thought about what Brad had just said and decided he was right, he didn't know how bad it was. He decided to find out. Nobody was keeping count of the pills, but just the same he would cut Brad down to one a day. And he would take one tonight and another tomorrow at lunch just to see what happens. Brian arched his back and brought his knees up as his brother finished his chore.
When he was done, Brian unlocked Brad's left hand. He knew that Brad was right-handed and was not as skilled at beating off with his left hand, but if he was really that desperate he would manage. "I'll let you do it twice, but that's it. And if I catch you doing it three times I'll put you back on three pills a day and not let you beat off at all."
Brad hurried over to his own bed to take care of business before Brian changed his mind. After he was done he asked Brian to lock his free hand again, not able to trust himself not to do it a third time. He began to think of what he was going to give to Kevin's team in the morning. Whatever it was, he knew it needed to be good. Kevin was scared about being too soft and easy with Brad, and for good reason. So Brad knew he would be more harsh than necessary just to be sure.
Tuesday went more easily. For some reason Brian didn't give him a pill last night or again this morning. Maybe his pathetic pleading had struck a soft spot. Or maybe his brother really was going to save it all up for a big show for his friends.
In science, Kevin and RJ, his partner, took the boys one at a time to another room to get their ideas on what would make a good new exhibit at the ADA. When it was Brad's turn, he asked the teacher to assign another student, saying he wanted to be sure there were no doubts that he was treating his best friend in accordance with the rules. The teacher thought that was a good idea and assigned a girl who was also a member of the SRRB. Brad explained his plan, called flags, while Kevin and RJ took notes. When they were done Kevin cautioned the girl not to say anything to any of the other students.
While they were back there, team four was using some elementary school boys to get some data on age and size for their reproductive biology paper. They were looking for hair growth and development, and Brad was already past that stage.
Team one went next, using the hair remover as explained in their plan. They had already done Brad once that morning; this was the second of four applications he would receive.
That left team two. They started by connecting their gear to Brad and Pete, and then they asked Pete to lie across a table. Both he and Brad knew what was coming next and the team confirmed it by telling Brad that to measure his response to humiliation he was going to provide oral sex to all of the DANIP boys present, including the kids from the elementary school. He could hear the pens bouncing around just from hearing what he was expected to do.
Pete was not as humiliated as Brad, but his pens were whirling too, and the other team members were connecting two more machines to the next boys. It took the rest of the period for him to finish because the younger boys were so humiliated he couldn't keep them hard long enough to finish.
That afternoon on the bus going home Brian was in the front row instead of his normal spot in the middle of the bus. He pulled Brad in next to him. "You've got to do it as soon as we get home" he said.
At first Brad didn't understand, but then he noticed the tenting in Brian's pants. "You took the pills, didn't you" he said. "You should try to go a full day, or a week like you made me go. Maybe tonight I won't feel like doing it."
"Just shut up. You're doing it as soon as we get home or I'll put you on three a day and laugh while you beg me again. Remember, I can still do myself if I need to. And you'd better remember to say please and sir."
Brad couldn't help laughing. "Yes sir, and thank you sir. As soon as we get home, I understand sir." He paused for a second before saying in a serious voice "but thanks for finding out how I feel. I really do appreciate you doing that. I sincerely hope you will have a little more mercy on me now."
When they reached their stop Brian pushed Brad out of the seat and told him to hurry. He ran on ahead, and by the time Brad caught up he was in their room and dropping his pants. "Come on, don't even ask me, just do it" he said as Brad closed the door.
Brad hurried over and saw that Brian's dick was twitching on its own. He barely even touched it before Brian began to shoot and Brad wasn't able to catch it all.
"Don't worry about it, just do it again" Brian said as Brad tried to clean up what ran down Brian's stomach. The second time Brad was actually able to slid his mouth up and down his brother's shaft twice before Brian shot again, feeding several thick gobs of cum down Brad's throat.
"God, I can't believe this" Brian said. "I want you to do it again."
"Just a second, I have to catch my breath" Brad said as he watched Brian's dick elongate again. The third time took a few seconds longer, but once again Brian shot more than he ever had before."
"Don't go far away, I'm going to want some more I think" Brian said. He unlocked both his brother's arms. "But you're on your own for now and with no limit. You were right, I really had no idea. Just don't rub yourself so raw you can't do it again."
Brad had waited for seven days to be allowed this freedom and he didn't need any additional encouragement. He quickly went to his own bed and began to make his own messes.
Brad was just starting his fourth consecutive orgasm when Brian suddenly came over and told him to stop. Brad, unable to stop now, kept pumping until he shot. Brian then gave the command Brad really didn't want to hear.
"Hands up" he said. Brad was slow to comply, but he finally did move both hands up to his neck where Brian could lock them in place.
"Please Brian, you promised. You know what I've been going through, but for me its been over a week. Look how swollen my balls are."
"I know, but I just had an idea. I think you're right; I have been more cruel than I intended to be and I want to make up for some of it. But don't you ever, ever tell anyone I did this!" Without another word, he got between Brad's legs and took Brad's dick into his mouth, using his spit and the trails of cum to lubricate it as he slid up and down Brad's shaft. It only took a few strokes before Brad warned him and began to shoot. Brian didn't pull back until Brad quit rocking his hips up.
"Not that I'm complaining, but why" Brad asked.
Brian had gone to the bathroom to spit out the sperm he had in his mouth. When he came back he said "Because, like I said, I guess I owed it to you. But don't ever tell anyone I did it, I mean that. Not that there is anything I could ever do to you."
"Can you leave my hands free a little longer?"
"No, you're still a L1O, and you need to be humiliated and tormented. So I'm going to restrict your activities for now and give you two pills. And before you ask, the directions allow me to give up to three at once as long as I don't give more than four per day." He left the room, but came back in a few seconds with the pills.
"Taking two at once will speed up the reaction time and they will start affecting you in just a few hours. I really am going to invite some friends over and I want to make you beg us. In fact, I'm going to make it three pills" he said, shaking out another pill into his hand and holding them up to Brad's mouth. He waited until Brad had swallowed them.
"Now I'm not allowed to give you another tonight. If you leave me and my friend satisfied, I might be convinced to let you show them just how much you can shoot when you've been deprived for so long. So until then, your hands stay right where they are. Let's go to the shower so I can hose off all the cum that's on you now."
"You're an asshole sir" Brad said, but he was smiling. "Knowing you understand how it feels makes it a little easier. Thanks for what you did, I'll never tell a soul."
Brian was right about the pill's effect beginning quicker, but wrong about the time. Not even an hour had passed before Brad's dick was straight up and his mind on just one thing beating off. Brian saw him squirming around at dinner and smiled knowing his brother would be ready when his friends got there.
It was obvious to Brian that three pills were too much. Brad was pacing around, precum constantly dripping off his dick. They had already been sent to the basement while they waited for Brian's friends to show up. There were three of them, all from his grade. Each one had asked if Brian had made his brother suck him off, and wanted to know how it felt. Brian was pretty sure they wanted to find out for themselves.
Brad asked them all as soon as they came downstairs if he could suck them off, but Brian told them to just tell him no, explaining that his brother was like a dog that always wanted to be scratched.
Soon Brad had his nose in Brian's crotch again, using his teeth to pull down his zipper. Brian was rock hard, but he kept resisting, making his brother put on more of a show. Finally he said "Why don't you go bother one of them for a while" and Brad hurried over to the nearest boy.
"Please, please, sir, can I do it?" he asked, hating that he was reduced to begging younger boys to let him suck them off just for the promise of some relief of his own. He could feel that the boy had a boner and gripped it with his teeth through the kid's jeans.
"Ah, that feels kind of weird" the boy said. "Nice, but strange."
"So let him do it for real" one of the other boys said.
"Naw, I think Brian's right" he said, giving Brad's bare rump a little spank. "Bad Brad, down boy!"
"Here Brad, come and see how this taste's" one of the other boys said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick. Brad hurried over and begin without even asking.
"I don't think he's desperate enough to do a good job yet" Brian said. "Brad, stop and come here!"
Reluctantly, Brad came over to Brian. "See what I have here?" Brian asked, holding up some of the cream they used in area 9 of the APA.
"Please master Brian, please please please don't use that" Brad begged.
"Then do you promise to make this the best experience he has ever had?"
"Yes sir, I promise. He'll enjoy it."
"Then get going, but go slow and make it last. I'd better hear him moaning with pleasure or you're going to be very frustrated tonight."
Brian explained the effect of the pills to his friends and that Brad could only beat off if he allowed it to happen. Brad asked the boys to take his pants off and lie down. The boy looked over to Brian.
"Go ahead, unless you'd rather not. He'll do a lot better if your clothes aren't in his way though."
The boys shrugged his shoulders and undid his belt and pulled pants and boxers down in one push, then lay back on the couch. Brad started with long, slow pulls using a lot of suction and immediately got a response from the boy.
"Boy, that does feel good" the boy said. As Brad continued the boy's face blushed but he began to push up into Brad's mouth as Brad slid down. Brad could tell the boy was right on the edge and speed up his motion. A few stokes later the boy shot, yelling out his pleasure.
"You guys need to let him do that to you; it's a lot better than rubbing off." The other boys quickly lost their pants and Brian directed Brad on which one to do next.
In all, he did each boy twice and two of them three times before one of the boys said "I wish I could stay all night, but I've got to get home and work on homework."
Brian asked him to wait for just a minute and unlocked Brad's hand. "I'll bet he can cum four times inside of five minutes" Brian said.
Later, when the show was over and the boys had gone home, Brian let his brother do it one more time. "I have to stop you here because I can see your dick is already getting red. If I let you keep going you'll do it all night and then you'll suffer all week."
Brad didn't say anything as Brian locked his hands up again, but he understood that his brother was right.