Matt stalked angrily down the hall snarling to himself. His back and head still ached from the beating Undertaker had given him earlier that evening. What the hell was Jeff thinking? Has he entirely lost his mind? Matt drew out his keycard and threw open the hotel room door. "Jeffrey!" He roared, slamming the door behind him. "Get your scrawny ass out here. You want extreme. I'll fucking show you extreme." He strode back towards the bedroom where the sound of the television was playing, so dead set on laying his hands on his brother that he didn't notice the figure behind him.

Matt heard a stifled giggle and a thread of apprehension slithered through him a moment before he felt a strong arm snake around his waist and a cloth-filled hand press against his nose and mouth. A sickening sweet stench filled his nostrils causing him to gag slightly. He grew dizzy and sagged in his assailant's arms. "You're so predictable Mattie." He heard Jeff coo before blacking out completely.

Matt slowly returned to consciousness his eyes flickering open to the glow of dozens of candles that were spread out across the room. The golden light creating a soft warm luminescence and causing shadows to dance across his skin. "What the hell?" Matt murmured softly bringing his hands down to rub the sleep from his eyes only to find them restrained above his head. He tried to move his legs and they were similarly bound. He looked down the length of the bed and saw that other than a pair of silk boxer shorts he was completely naked.

"Jeffrey!" He yelled remembering the voice he had heard just before he passed out. "What the fuck is going through your sick head? You've finally lost it. Let me go!"

"Shhhh Mattie." Jeff emerged from the shadows near the bathroom clad in only a pair of jeans. "You don't want to other people in the hotel to hear you do you? It could be very embarrassing."

"What the hell has gotten into you?" Matt hissed pulling at the restraints. "You'd better let go of me Jeff or I swear to God…" he cut off when Jeff trailed his finger over his lips.

"You talk too much Matt." Jeff pulled one of his bandannas out of his back pocket and coiled it into a rope, forcing it between Matt's jaws and tying it securely. Jeff leaned down his breath tickling against Matt's ear. "I promised I would show you what I meant about living for the moment." Jeff trailed his hand down Matt's chest caressing him gently. "About what it means to be extreme." He gently nipped his ear sending a shiver through Matt.

Matt squealed a protest against the gag and glared at his younger brother defiantly but feeling a sliver of fear. He was completely helpless to his brother's whims. Jeff smiled and crawled onto the bed straddling his chest. He lowered himself until their bodies were barely touching. "Why are you fighting Matt?" Jeff asked teasingly. "You know you've wanted this as much as I have. Why deny it?" His body brushed lightly against Matt and he could feel himself starting to react no matter how he tried to resist. It was wrong. This was his brother for crying out loud.

"I'll be right back," Jeff said mischievously leaving a tender kiss on Matt's forehead. He disappeared into the other room and Matt squirmed on the bed trying to free himself from his bonds.

Jeff returned a few minutes later carrying a small bag that he set down near the bed and a portable video camera. Matt fell back into the mattress panting slightly from his exertions and watching his brother warily. Jeff smiled warmly and lifted the camera to his eye. Matt saw the record light flicker on and groaned softly. He couldn't believe Jeff was videotaping his predicament.

"You look so fucking beautiful Mattie," he breathed running the camera over Matt's flushed body. "You can struggle some more if you want. Seeing you writhe on that bed like that is turning me on so bad."

Matt froze and sank into the bed a little. He desperately wished Jeff would turn the video off. The humiliation of it was making his face burn but he couldn't help but feel excited too. The whole twisted nature of his helplessness. That fact that it was his brother causing it, made his cock throb and ache.

Jeff sighed and set the camera down on the dresser keeping it on and pointed towards the bed. "I think we need to loosen you up a little Matt. A little bit of torment to set you free." Jeff pulled a few items out of the bag and came towards Matt ignoring his muffled protests. Matt strained to make out what they were to no avail.

Jeff leapt lightly onto the bed and dropped one of the objects near Matt with a metallic clink. It looked like a chain of some sort. He looked up at Jeff in trepidation and Jeff smirked revealing the other object in his hands a second pair of cuffs with a long chain between them. Jeff secured the cuffs on a hook in the ceiling and dropped back down to Matt with another smile.

Jeff reached for the other object and Matt felt something cool and heavy cinch around his throat. His brother sat back and pulled on the metal chain slightly, tightening the choker around Matt's neck almost imperceptibly. A fucking leash! The thought rang angrily through his mind and he growled menacingly at Jeff.

Jeff shook his head in amusement and pulled harder on the chain. Matt's growl cut off as the band tightened uncomfortably around his throat making him fight for each breath. "This is a choker chain Matt." He said firmly. "It's used for training dogs until they know who their master is." He leaned down till he was nose to nose with Matt. "You're going to be my bitch."

Matt's eyes opened wide in horror at the deadly serious look on Jeff's face. Jeff smirked and loosened his hold on the leash letting Matt breath normally. He bent down and uncuffed Matt's legs, then unhooked his hands from the headboard but left them bound.

Jeff stood on the bed and tugged gently on the leash. "Come'ere my little bitch." Jeff said crooking a finger at Matt. Matt shook his head and let out a muffled string of curses. There was no way he was going to let Jeff treat him like a dog.

Jeff's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint appearing in the green depths. Matt felt a shiver of fear and excitement course through him at the look but continued to glare in impotent fury at Jeff. Jeff smirked and wrapped the chain around his hand cutting off Matt's air and forcing him to his knees to relieve the pressure. Slowly Jeff reeled him up. Matt resisting each movement but being compelled to stand up so he could breathe.

Jeff reached out and brushed the hair out of Matt's face. "You're so stubborn," he whispered. "I was hoping you'd be. It's gonna make it that much more fun to break you."

Matt choked back a scream. The fear and anticipation of what Jeff was going to do next making him tremble in excitement. Jeff pulled Matt's hand above his hand, securing the new handcuffs around his wrists and removing the old. He took the chain and also looped it over the hook leaving Matt just enough room to move his head back and forth without choking. Jeff took a handful of Matt's hair forcing him to look at him. "I'm going to make you beg to be my bitch," Jeff warned in a low, dark voice. Matt felt his knees go weak with desire at the tone and the dominant look in Jeff's eyes.

Jeff slid Matt's boxers down his legs letting them pool around his ankles. Matt bit back a moan as Jeff's hands roamed over his body caressing his flesh erotically. His hands slid around to Matt's cock, which was rock-hard and dripping. "Oooohhhh it's seems like someone's a little more excited than he'd like me to believe."

Jeff roughly began to stroke him, the fluid from his arousal providing more than enough lubrication. Matt groaned throwing his head back as far as the chain would allow him and thrusting his hips into Jeff's hand in time with his strokes. Abruptly Jeff stopped and jumped off the bed leaving Matt gasping and aching for release.

He watched Jeff rummaging through the bag wondering what he was up to next. Jeff returned and slipped something uncomfortably tight around the base of his cock. Matt writhed on the chain as the cock-ring cut off his blood flow increasing his pleasure and torment. "You're not allowed to cum until I say so Mattie." Jeff smiled darkly at him, "are you ready to admit that you're my bitch?"

Matt shook his head no giving Jeff a defiant glare and secretly curious as to what methods Jeff would use to break him. He had never felt so out-of-control before and the feeling filled him with a raw exhilaration.

Jeff smirked and pulled a cat-o-nine tails out of the bag. He brushed the tails down Matt's chest and flicked them gently against Matt's inner thighs causing a pleasant sting. Jeff walked around Matt and got back on the bed roughly kicking Matt's legs apart. "Now make sure you put on a good show for the camera," Jeff hissed in his ear. Dread anticipation flooded through Matt as Jeff stepped back away from him. He turned his head slightly and saw the wink of the red recording light from the camera.

Matt shrieked as a stinging pain flared across his ass; another blow caused a burning welt on his back. Matt jerked spasmodically against his bonds screaming as the third left its imprint on the back of his thighs. The stinging slashes came again one after another. Matt began sobbing against his gag his attempts to move away from the pain made impossible by the chain around his neck. Each stroke making him harder, his arousal so strong that it was painful. Matt trembled in anticipation of each blow wishing it would end but wanting it to continue. After what seemed like an eternity, Jeff let up leaving Matt shaking and trembling his body a riot of pain from his back to his knees.

"You enjoyed that didn't you my little bitch?" Jeff asked running his hands lightly over Matt's back causing him to flinch. Matt nodded dumbly desperate for release. His cock ached so bad he couldn't stand the torment anymore. Every movement he made sent a new wave of pain over his back and caused his cock to throb even more in agonized pleasure.

Jeff uncuffed his hands and unhooked the chain. Matt fell to his knees of the bed now that he no longer needed to support himself, the desire coursing through him making his muscles turn to water. Jeff threaded his fingers in Matt's hair forcing his head up to look at him. "Undress me." He commanded.

Matt hastened to comply his fingers fumbling with the fastening on Jeff's jeans before he was able to yank them down along with his boxers. Jeff stepped out of his clothes and kicked them to the side never removing his hand from Matt's hair. Matt let his eyes travel over his brother's body. It was perfection, lean and muscular, his cock jutting up towards his stomach and glistening with his arousal.

Matt watched Jeff's face for permission as he slowly reached up and removed the gag. Jeff didn't move, his eyes intent and Matt leaned forward touching his tongue to the tip of Jeff's straining member. He heard Jeff's low moan and encouraged slipped his lips over Jeff's cock slowly trying to take his entire length down his throat. He began to bob his head guided by movements of Jeff's hand on him.

The musky taste of Jeff's pre-cum coated Matt's tongue and he groaned against Jeff increasing his suction. Jeff's fingers tightened in his hair and he began thrusting harder into Matt's hot mouth. Matt gagged slightly as the tip of Jeff's cock brushed the back of his throat. He reached up and gripped Jeff's ass as his brother continued to fuck his face. After a few moments Jeff's grunts and pants became a hoarse howl as he shot his cum into Matt's waiting mouth. Matt eagerly drank everything Jeff had to offer and fell back on his heels licking his lips.

Jeff's eyes burned as he crouched down next to Matt pulling him into a searing kiss. Matt moaned helpless against his lips as Jeff's tongue thrust into him mating with his and exploring his mouth. Nothing had ever felt like this before. No one had ever made him feel so needy. He groaned in pain as Jeff pushed him onto his back, the bedcovers scratching his welts deliciously.

Jeff covered his body with his own and Matt could feel that he was rock-again. Matt moaned and arched into Jeff as their cocks rubbed together. Jeff slithered down his body taking one of Matt's nipples into his mouth and tugging with his teeth.

"Please," Matt begged writhing on the bed. "I can't take it anymore Jeff. Please."

Jeff seemingly ignored his pleas continuing his way down Matt's body, licking and nipping his brother's flesh as he begged for relief. A fine sheen of sweat covered Matt's body causing his welts to sting. He watched Jeff with heated eyes as his brother hovered over his cock licking his lips. Suddenly Jeff deepthroated him and Matt shrieked arching off the bed his body bowed towards Jeff's mouth. Jeff began sucking in earnest roughly playing with Matt's balls as he continued to go down on him.

Matt was completely blown away by the feeling of Jeff's mouth on his cock. His moans grew increasingly louder, wanting more but needing to cum. His hands gripped the bedcovers until the knuckles turned white and Jeff just increased his pace sucking on him harder and swirling his tongue down Matt's length. Matt thought he would pass out from the sensation, sobbing in need. He finally screamed out the words that Jeff had been waiting to hear. "I'm your bitch. Please Jeff, I'm your fucking bitch. Just let me cum." Matt cried, shamelessly begging.

Jeff smiled and let Matt slide out of his mouth. He rose to his knees and looked down at Matt's tear streaked face. "You're my bitch?"

Matt nodded his head. "Yes Jeff," he gasped. "I'm your bitch."

Jeff grasped Matt's hip and flipped him onto his stomach. Matt groaned and lifted his hips to make room for his aching cock, trying not to rub himself wantonly on the bed. Jeff forced Matt to his hands and knees looping the chain over the hook on the headboard. He forced Matt's legs wide apart. Matt moaned settling his weight on his elbows and thrusting is ass back towards Jeff.

"You're my little bitch to do with whatever I want." Jeff said teasingly. Matt nodded wiggling his ass for Jeff's benefit, murmuring something brokenly that Jeff couldn't quite make out.

Jeff smiled and parted Matt's cheeks, leaning down to run his tongue over Matt's quivering entrance. "Oh fuck," Matt groaned. "Jeff…" Jeff thrust his tongue into Matt enjoying the unique taste that was his brother. Soon Matt was pushing back against him begging incoherently.

Jeff rose to his knees grabbing a tube of lube from the nightstand. He pushed a finger into Matt working it around and nudging his prostate. Matt let out a strangled groan as Jeff roughly worked through his resistance adding a second finger then a third occasionally stimulating his sweet spot. Finally Jeff slid his fingers out of his ass and Matt stifled a needy whine from the empty aching feeling that he left behind.

Matt felt the head of Jeff's cock brush his ass and he leaned back towards him as far as the leash would allow him. He gasped as Jeff thrust into him his body tensing slightly from the invasion. Jeff didn't give him much time to adjust to his size. He grabbed Matt by the hips and began to pound into him. Matt screamed slamming his hips back into Jeff. "Fuck me harder," he howled Jeff's cock brushing against his prostate making him tremble and quake.

Jeff obliged fucking him wildly, his hips snapping into Matt forcefully. Matt began to cry begging Jeff to fuck him harder, faster. He buried his face in the pillow to drown out his shrieks. Jeff reached around him and began stroking him roughly with thrusts. "Oh Mattie," he groaned throwing back his head. "You're so fucking hot." Jeff growled digging his nails into Matt's hip as his release came over him.

Matt felt Jeff fill his ass and he begged for his own completion. Jeff collapsed against Matt for a moment listening to his brother's broken pleadings. Jeff unhooked the chain, flipping him back over and Matt stared at him with huge, moist eyes. "You belong to me." Jeff said in a low voice.

"Always." Matt cried. "You fucking own me Jeff."

Jeff smiled and kissed his brother's quivering lips. Matt screamed as Jeff slipped the ring off him and roughly stroked his cock. His back arched off the bed as he began to cum, splashing all over himself and Jeff's hand. Matt felt himself begin to black out again as the force of his release overcame him.

Matt woke up a few minutes later and Jeff was cleaning him off with a warm washcloth. Matt groaned softly, it felt as if his entire body had turned to water. Jeff finished cleaning him off then lay down next to him pulling a blanket over them.

Matt turned his head towards him and Jeff smiled. "I love you Mattie."

"I love you too Jeff, you fucking evil bastard." Matt said softly.

Jeff chuckled hoarsely. "I just wanted to return something to us that we had lost. I think I did a rather good job."

"That you did," Matt sleepily pulled Jeff into his arms wrapping himself around his brother firmly.

"Bitch," Jeff said quietly teasing.

"Shut up Jeff." Jeff grinned and allowed himself to drift off to sleep. This was only the beginning.