Date: Thu, 18 Jul 2002 15:50:03 -0700 From: TopLegal <toplegal@mac.com> Subject: Dorm-twins part 11 Dorm Twins: Part 11 =================== By TopLegal WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are not of legal age, do not read it. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. (c) 2002, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web provided that the following two conditions are met: there is no cost to access this story, e.g. AdultCheck, pay site, etc., and the story is posted in full without modifications. Cruise ------ We flew to San Francisco to board the cruise ship that would lead us through the Panama canal and over to San Juan, Puerto Rico. Dad had booked one of the higher end rooms for himself and a slightly lesser one for me. He felt it was important that we could each have some privacy. I appreciated that. The ship itself was quite stunning, but the part I was really looking forward to was going through the canal. Dad ended up hanging out in the cigar club on the ship while I had dinner by the pool the first night. That turned out to be auspicious for both of us. I ended up next to a youngish gay couple on their honeymoon and chatted the night away. It really made me want to move to a bigger city than where the twins and I lived, but I knew that was their home. Before long it was midnight and somewhere five or six drinks down the road I was invited back to their cabin. To quote Austin Powers, "I shagged them rotten." Then headed back to my cabin and went to sleep. In the morning I knocked on dad's door early but did not get an answer. That surprised me since he was such a stickler for being an early riser. I went to breakfast by myself and then sat outside by the pool. He finally joined me close to lunchtime and looked, if I can say this, giddier than a schoolgirl. He had it seemed hooked up with someone. I could not get any details out of him and so settled for lunch with him. After lunch he disappeared and I headed back to the pool. The gay honeymooners were back and spent the rest of the day soaking in the sun beside me. I ended up at dinner with them and no sign of my dad. It turned out that both of the guys in the couple were pretty bottom-ish and they appreciated my willingness to fuck their brains out. So I did it again that second night. When I got back to my room I listened at my dad's door and good hear him and someone else having sex. It made me feel good to know he was happy and I went to sleep myself. In the morning he woke me up--which was more normal. I let him into my room and he crawled into bed with me and told me he was having a blast and wanted me to meet his new friend: Marcy [pseudonym]. I agreed to have dinner with them and after breakfast with dad spent the day at poolside with him. The gay couple thought my dad was my lover and after a few good laughs we spent the bulk of the day at the pool. Marcy ----- We had a nice dinner with each other and dad confided in me that he was starting to think about working again given the stock market lows. I pointed out that his real estate investments were doing well and that he was enjoying traveling. He mentioned that he had received an extremely lucrative offer in London managing an international consulting company. I congratulated him and we shared a toast. He also confided in me that he had it on good record that the nearby NFL franchise was going to pick the twins. We left the restaurant around 2200 for my dad's room and I was surprised to find his guest already there. The handsome Puerto Rican was someone well known and I quickly stripped naked and started sucking dick. Dad left me with his friend for a few hours so that we could "become better acquainted." Marcy fucked my brains out six ways from Sunday. I was shagged rotten. He then took me to the bathroom for a piss festival of epic proportions. I drank it all up and what I could not get down quickly enough I let my face and hair get drenched in. Marcy was a sex animal and he was young too. Dad found us on the floor of the shower, me drenched in Marcy's piss. "I take it you have no complaints Rafael?" "No, papa," I said. Marcy smiled and me and whispered in Spanish that I was a good boy. I kissed him and enjoyed the taste of his urine dripping into my mouth. Dad hosed us down with the shower and we both piled into bed with him. Dad woke at the crack of dawn and left Marcy and I laying in bed. Marcy pulled me tight and asked me if I thought Jim--dad--was interested in a relationship. I rolled over and tongued Marcy and said, "absolutely." Marcy smiled back at me and asked if Jim ever had sex with his biological kids, I said "no." He nodded, "but do you think the twins would have sex with me?" "Si, soy positivo." "Bueno, bueno. Mas orina?" "Si," I said as I got up and headed to the bathroom to drink down Marcy's morning piss. The odor was more acrid and the piss tasted more acidic. Marcy then got on his knees and asked for my piss. I commented that he would probably love having both the twins and I piss on him and he opened his mouth wide to laugh and I shot my morning piss into his mouth. He swallowed it eagerly and we showered together. As we showered Marcy commented "Jim no tiene gusto de orina, sino que el es un amante maravilloso." "Si," I said. Jim is wonderful, a wonderful father and lover. I went to breakfast with Marcy and was surprised that despite his fame that a simple baseball cap kept him from being noticed. Daylong Orgy ------------ It was also nice to be talking in Spanish again, since Gerhard had left, my sole source of non-English conversation had gone. We chattered through breakfast about Marcy's childhood in Puerto Rico and his upcoming tours. After breakfast, we laid out by the pool. Later, he and I ended up doing laps against Jim. Jim beat us both handily, but the workout was wonderful. Plus we all went back to the room together and had a wonderful three way. I was the center of the "sandwich" at first. Jim stood on one side with a condom on his cock to fuck my ass as I sucked Marcy's cock. After about twenty minutes, I turned around and Marcy put on a condom and fucked me. Marcy was next in the middle and then finally my dad. It was exquisitely sexual since none of us orgasmed during the whole experience and there were six condoms laying on the floor as signs of our depravity. But the depravity continued. We headed for the bed and Marcy asked Jim to tie him down. I was made to lay down first though, face up and Jim tied me to the bed spread eagle face up. Marcy then went on top of me, face down. Our cocks were in each other's mouths and then dad tied Marcy down. Jim used a luggage strap to bind our waists together tightly and then got up and started fucking Marcy in in the ass. The sensations for me were intense since every thrust by my dad into his Puerto Rican lover resulted in his lover's cock being plunged deeper into my mouth. I sucked it eagerly and was unsurprised when Marcy shot a load of cum deep into the back of my throat. Dad kept fucking though. Marcy was working my cock and groaning like an animal. My mouth was getting tired from working Marcy's cock but there was nowhere I could go. Dad's powerful thrusts finally unleashed a second orgasm from Marcy's cock which filled up my mouth and throat again. The taste was so good that I unloaded my own cum into Marcy's waiting mouth. Dad then left us there and headed off to take a shower. Dad took a long shower and did not untie us right away when he came out but instead took his time putting on formal wear for dinner. Only after he was fully dressed did he release Marcy and I. We had to shower quickly and dash back to our cabins to get ready for the dinner in less than twenty minutes. At dinner, Marcy joined us and again was not noticed--even without a baseball cap this time. I was just shocked at how easily a celebrity could just mingle if he just acted normal and nonchalant. After dinner we went back to dad's cabin and all climbed into bed together exhausted. Marcy and Jim though were snuggling with each other with me just laying on a side of the bed and I overheard them whispering to each other. It was romantic and I caught myself masturbating and thinking about my twin lovers. The next day we reached the Panama Canal and I busied myself off the ship while the two of them fucked like rabbits in the cabin. The cruise ended but not before I had been fucked, quite literally, six ways from Sunday. Marcy left us in Puerto Rico and promised to come visit. Dad and I flew back home. I knew that Jorg would be quite eager to see me. Jorg Training 8 --------------- I resisted my temptation to call Jorg--or his wife--early, and waited patiently after my return till 1700 on Friday. Jorg was waiting patiently in the Tollyboy outside my door. I led him in, condom and letter in mouth to the spanking bench. I restrained Jorg to the bench before opening the letter. I read the letter aloud: "Jorg performed well in all respects and submits readily to being fucked by me with the strap on. He does however seem to fixate on trying to get out of the belt and I caught him trying to get his fingers behind the shield twice." I tsked at Jorg audibly and asked him how he was feeling. He started crying and begged me to take the belt off. I administered a firm crack of a prison strap to his butt and he howled louder. "Jorg, you know that your wife and I are only trying to help you be a better husband." Through his sobs I could hear him agreeing. "Your penis is no longer something you can use as you see fit," I explained matter of factly as I landed three more violent blows with the wide prison strap on his exposed buttocks. I then let him up and held him sobbing in my arms. He promised me that he was going to be a better husband to his wife and a better father to his kids. I held him close until he stopped crying and then tied him to the bed except for one free hand and let him jack off a single time. When he finished I quickly pinned his arm and restrained it and then replaced the chastity belt. With him still bound to the bed I explained that he would be visiting me only once a month going forward. He nodded submissively to me as I revealed that news, not that he had any choices in the matter. I sent him home with a kiss and reminder that I would be seeing him next on the last week in August. Overall I was quite pleased with the results of his training. I left the next morning to visit the twins again in Florida. Write the Author ---------------- These stories are e-mail'ware, show your appreciation by dropping some feedback (in English) to the author at toplegal@mac.com. Check out my other stories at <http://www.asstr.org/~TopLegal/>. $$