Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2016 23:53:38 -0400
From: Fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Fireman's Son, Chapter 8
Archive; "Fireman's Son, Chapter 8" (Rob) (BBB oral anal)
This has been a difficult chapter. I knew I wanted the twins to be more
experienced than Tony's other jock buddies and into bondage and domination
and other things. I knew I wanted them to have a "dungeon," but I didn't
want Steve to have a bad experience. Let me know what you think of this new
chapter. Did I succeed?
Toward the end of writing this chapter, I had a "brainstorm" of how to add
more action to the end with a couple of additional characters. But it was
already the longest (I think) chapter in the story so I decided not to
pursue it. I might write a short Chapter 8a, but I'm already a long way
into Chapter 9. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.
Thanks again to those of you who wrote regarding the previous chapters. I
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Chapter Eight The Twins
A few days after Matt left, I was home alone. Dad was on duty, and
Mom had just left for work. I was already bored and wishing for some
action. I had really gotten used to getting fucked by Jimbo and Matt every
day for the past couple of weeks and was horny for some cock in my ass and
down my throat. Matt was back on duty and Jimbo had gone with his family to
visit his grandparents for a couple of weeks. I was just thinking of
getting out the dildo Matt had given me to remember him by when the phone
rang. I answered it hoping it was something or someone exciting. "Hey,
Steve, this is Jon White. Jim and I are at the mall and wonder if you'd
like to meet us for some playtime."
"What did you have in mind?" I asked.
"Jimbo told us how much fun he and his brother had with you the
past couple of weeks. How you were really willing to do anything to take
care of them. How `bout meeting us at the mall and we can go to our house
and show you some of our stuff. Our parents are away and we thought you
might like to be our boy for the day. We're both pretty horny and thought
you could take care of that for us. Jimbo tells us he and Matt have been
keeping you busy with some pretty rough stuff the past two weeks, and we
thought we could come onto the court and give you some of the same. Like we
said the other night, we know what pussy-boys like. You're not the only one
in town."
I quickly said yes and told them I would ride my bike to the mall
and meet them. I took a quick shower, paying special attention to my rear
end, put on shorts and a tee-shirt and hopped on my bike. When I rode up to
the entrance where Jon had said they would meet me, they were there
waiting.
"Great to see you, Steve," Jon said with a big smile. He put his
arm around my shoulders and pulled me close into his hard body. As he
released me, his hand slid down my back and onto my ass. "I've been
thinking about getting back into this pussy of yours ever since Jimbo told
us what a great time he and his brother were having using you," he said,
giving my ass a hard squeeze with his big strong basketball player's hand.
I thought to myself "using" was sort of an odd word, but then had to
admit that's what Jimbo and Matt had been doing, using me to get their
rocks off. I was just a hole – two holes actually – for them to stick
their cocks into, and that's what the twins wanted, too. They wanted to
use me like they would use a whore, except I was for free! Well, that was
okay with me. I wanted to be used!
"Yeah, we've been talking about the night at the cabin, remembering
how you took us all on and kept asking for more," Jim said. "Give me your
bike. I'll carry it to the van." I let him have it and he picked it up and
hiked it up on his shoulder. He was wearing a tank top, and I could see the
carrot-red hair in his armpit. His chest muscles, his huge bicep, moved
under his smooth skin as he balanced my bicycle there. "Come on, we're
parked just over here," he said as the two studs started walking toward the
parked cars. I followed.
We arrived at the rear of a Cadillac Escalade. Jon opened the rear
door and Jim tossed my bike in. "This is our mom's car. We drive it
sometimes if we have something to carry." We went around and Jon opened the
door for me. "We'll ride in the front and you can have the back seat all to
yourself," he said.
"Why can't I ride in the front with you guys?"
Jon stepped closer to me, pushing me with my ass against the
seat. He reached down and squeezed the front of my shorts. "You are hot to
trot, aren't you," he said as he increased the pressure on my hardening
dick. "The kid's already getting a hardon," he said to Jim who was getting
into the driver's seat. He released his hold and slid his hand up under my
tee-shirt, tweaking my nipples. "Her little nips are getting hard, too. We
better get a move on or she'll be assaulting us in the car." He lifted me
up and plopped my ass on the leather seat. "You can't sit in front `cause
there a big console taking up the middle," he said as he got into the
vehicle. We got settled in and Jim drove off.
"I can sit on your lap."
"Yeah, sure. You'd have my cock out and sitting on it, and I'd be
fucking you before we got out of the parking lot."
As we drove out of the lot, Jon turned around and asked when I had to
be home. I told him Mom wouldn't be home from work until about six
o'clock. He grinned and said, "That ought to give us plenty of time to shag
your ass – and mouth. I can't wait any longer. Get out of those clothes
and let us see that cute body of yours."
I looked around at the traffic. "I can't do that. Everybody can see
me."
"No problem," Jon said. "This is specially tinted glass. We can see
out, but nobody can see in. Come on, pussy, give us a show."
"Yeah," said Jim as he caught my eye in the rearview mirror, "strip
for us back there. Show us what we're gonna get to use as soon as we get to
our house."
"Okay," I said as I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and kicked off
my shoes. I got up on my knees and started to unbutton my fly."
"Do it slow. Tease us."
I finished undoing the buttons and opened the fly just a little. Then
I turned around facing the rear and slowly pushed my shorts down as I moved
my butt from side to side. I pushed them down a little more, exposing the
top of my ass-crack and stuck my ass back toward the front seat. Jon
reached back and rubbed his hand over the exposed portion of my butt. I
playfully slapped his hand away and turned back around to face the front
seat. I could see Jim's eyes in the mirror watching me. I opened my fly a
little more, just enough to show my patch of curly pubic hair and the base
of my hard cock. I knew, though, that they weren't interested in my cock so
I turned back around and pushed my shorts down to my bent knees exposing my
whole butt to their view.
"Fuck! Look at that ass, bro!" exclaimed Jon. "Round and firm and
fully packed! I can't wait to get hold of that pair of melons."
"Fuck yeah," said Jim, who was having a hard time keeping his eyes
on the road as they darted back and forth from the windshield to the
mirror. "Pull `em apart. Show us that tight pussy. I can still remember how
tight it was on my cock back at the cabin. Tight the first time I fucked
it, tight the last time."
I reached back and grabbed the cheeks of my ass, pulling them apart
so the twins could look into my crack and see the little brown eye at its
base. I worked my ass muscles, knowing I was causing my sphincter to
flutter open and shut. "Shit, bro, look at that tight little cunt winking
at us. Push it open, Steve. Show us the inside of that pussy," Jon
ordered. I relaxed the muscle and pushed out, making my asshole open up and
the edges push out to form what looked like pink petals around the open
rosebud. It was a trick I had learned to use to tease Tony when we were
playing around. "Fuck! I gotta get me a feel of that," Jon said as he
reached over and ran his fingers around the puffy rim. This time I didn't
bat his hand away. Instead, I worked my muscles some more, making my
asshole move under Jon's exploring finger.
"Put it in," I said. "Let my pussy kiss your finger. Yeah. That's
it. Feel her kissing you, inviting you in. Give me some more. Let me feel
you inside me," I said, begging this time.
Jon got on his knees and turned around in the seat so he could lean
over and slowly pressed his finger into the warm, welcoming hole. Deeper
and deeper he went, feeling my ass massaging his big finger, until he was
all the way, probing and exploring the tight tunnel of hot flesh.
"Oh yeah! That's good! That feels so good! Put another one in. How
much longer before we get to your house? I need to get fucked. I can't wait
for both of you to fuck me, just like you did at the cabin. Spit me between
you, one in my mouth and the other in my ass. How long?"
While Steve was moaning his litany of need, Jon had slipped a
second and then a third finger into his open and welcoming hole. "Not long
now. We're almost there."
"Yeah," Jim said. "I'm turning off the road now. Just a few minutes
and we'll be there."
The Whites lived out of town in a large old house that had been
built over a hundred and fifty years ago. It had once been the headquarters
of a large farm. On the twenty-acre tract that had been carved out when the
farmland was sold to a big agricultural corporation was the house, a nice
barn with what had once been a carriage house, but was now used as a
garage, attached to it. There were other outbuildings. They all were
situated on each side of the rear yard of the main house.
READER ALERT: Sorry, my brain slipped into third person at this point. I
didn't realize it until way in. I tried changing back, but that messed up
some of the descriptive material that I liked. Please bear with me.
Jim drove the Escalade past the house and pulled up inside the
barn-garage. Jon pulled his fingers out of Steve's ass. As he opened his
door, he said, "Get your clothes on and follow us if you want our cocks."
He opened Steve's door and the boy scrambled out as he pulled on his
clothes.
They went through a breezeway that connected the building to the
house, through the door into the back hall and up the back stairs to the
boys' bedroom. When they got there and closed the door, they ordered Steve
to strip out of his clothes while they did the same.
When they were all naked, they ordered Steve to kneel and suck their
cocks. He did so, alternating on the identical cocks sucking and nibbling
and pulling with his lips and teeth on the long foreskins that hid the big
heads. As the cocks began to harden and the skins retracted slightly, Steve
burrowed his tongue under them, licking and tasting the man-tastes hidden
in the folds – piss? cock drool? leftover cum? sweat? – all delicious
to the newly-awakened taste buds of the little cock-slut. Soon the twins'
rods were hard as steel. As Steve moved from cock to cock, he took the
opportunity to nuzzle his face into their crotches and give their ball-bags
quick licks and sucks.
"Yeah, that's a good slut, get those balls warmed up. They've got
work to do churning out the jizz we're gonna be sending up your ass and
down your throat."
Steve took this as approval. He increased his efforts, slurping on
the hairy sacs, sucking on the big orbs inside the folds of skin, nipping
at the hairs and pulling on them with his lips and teeth. Then he moved up
the haired crease of the groin with his soft, wet tongue, savoring the
taste of the man-sweat that had accumulated in those most secret
places. Reaching the bases of the twins' still-hard cocks he kissed and
sucked and licked his was up to the ends. The long hoods had slipped
partially back to cover the base of the slimy cockheads. Once more Steve
burrowed his tongue under seeking more tastes he might have missed or new
deposits that had pumped out from the enlarged piss-slits.
When the twins had had enough of Steve's oral ministrations and their
cocks were back to steel-hard, Jon blindfolded him so he couldn't see
anything. They took him by each of his arms, raised him up and led him
forward. Steve heard what sounded like a door opening and Jim said, "We'll
keep you steady. We're going down some steps. Don't worry, we won't let you
fall." After they had gone down what seemed to Steve to be a lot of narrow
wooden steps with a couple of turns, they stopped on what felt like a cold
stone floor. Steve heard the click of a lock and a door being opened and
then he was led forward and the door shut behind them.
The blindfold was removed and Steve looked around at the most unusual
room he had ever seen. In fact, he had never seen anything like
it. Directly in front of him was a large X-shaped form standing against the
wall. There appeared to be restraints attached to each end of the arms. To
the side was a rack that was hanging from the ceiling with chains and cuffs
attached to it and beside it were shelves that had on them various things
that Steve had no idea what they were. In the middle of the room was a
padded bench, somewhat like a sawhorse, with cuffs at each of its feet. As
Steve continued looking around, he saw hanging in the alcove formed by the
landing of the stairs what looked like a small leather hammock.
"This is our private place, where we bring our special friends,
friends like you whose only purpose is to give us and other men
pleasure. Our parents have never been down here. In fact, they don't even
know this room exists," Jon said.
"This is an old house and it has lots of secrets," Jim
continued. "There are quite a few boys like you around and a few men who
have been invited to join us here from time to time."
"I don't know about this. This place gives me the creeps. Sure, Tony
taught me how to take care of him and I really enjoyed doing that for all
you guys at the cabin. I liked you all using me for sex, fucking my ass and
making me blow you. I liked it that some of you were a little rough on me,
ramming your hard cocks up my ass and down my throat, But I don't know
about what this stuff looks like. What do you even do down here with all
these crazy things?"
"It's the same thing we did in the cabin, Jon said, "just with some
extra equipment. Jimbo tells us you really got off on how he and Matt
treated you. How rough Matt was on you, ordering you to service him, making
you do everything he wanted you to do. No matter how rough they were on
you, Jimbo said you loved it. We just want to make you submit to us, to
rough you up a little just like Matt and Jimbo did, but with the added
excitement for us and you, we hope, of a little restraint and maybe a
little punishment if you don't do what we say. We won't make you do
anything you don't want to do, anything you didn't do for Jimbo and Matt or
all of us that night in the cabin."
Jim added, "Sure, there are some boys who want more. Some of the guys
who come down here want to be punished, to be hurt a little. Some of them
want to be hung on this rack or on the cross and whipped a little before we
fuck them. They want us to dominate them. There are other things that some
of them like us to do to them. It makes them hornier to be punished and
feel a little pain before they have the pleasure that they'll be getting
from our big cocks. Some of their dads don't punish them, even when they
fuck up and know they deserve punishment. They think since they've been bad
and not punished for it, they don't deserve to have the pleasure from our
cocks unless they are punished beforehand. Some of them just like the
pain. We know you're not like that. You just want to serve us like Tony
taught you. Tony said you needed cocks, lots of cocks. That's why he turned
you over to all of us, his friends. He knew we would give you what you
need. You just want to suck cock and have cock in your ass. We know that's
what you want. Look at your cock. It's standing up hard just like ours. We
all want the same thing, you going down on us, you giving us your ass even
though you're not sure about what you see down here.
"Yeah," said Jon. "Look at us. Look at our big hard cocks, our
strong, hard bodies. We're men and you're just a pussy-boy made for men to
use. You want our cocks fucking you down your throat and up your ass, don't
you? You want us to fuck you and make you suck our cocks, don't you?"
While Jon was talking, he moved to stand behind Steve. He pressed
his hard cock into Steve's ass crack and pulled him back against his hard
body. "Feel me against you. Feel my hard dick at your ass." He put his arms
around Steve and moved his hands over his chest down his belly and back up
to caress his little nips, teasing them with his fingers, pulling on them.
Jim stepped forward and his hands joined his brother's, rubbing and
caressing the younger boy's smooth hard body, alternating with his brother
squeezing and pulling on the hardening nipples. One hand moved down and
gave Steve's hard dick a few strokes before moving to cup his balls and
give them a soft squeeze.
"Yeah. I want you guys to use me like the other night. I loved it
when all of you used my mouth and my ass, when the two of you used me
together. Tony promised me you would take care of me after he left," Steve
moaned as he leaned against the twin behind him, feeling himself relaxing,
giving in, wanting these two high school twin studs to use him and getting
a little excited thinking about what they had said, how they wanted to use
him. He didn't know about the punishment and especially about the pain, but
he wanted these to jock studs to dominate him, just like Tony did, just
like Matt did.
"So what about trying a little something different," Jim coaxed as he
led Steve toward the padded bench. "Lie down on your stomach and stretch
your arms and legs down to the cuffs and we'll fasten you down so we can
use your mouth and ass just like you want. You'll be at our mercy, but
we'll be doing what you want. We'll be fucking your mouth and ass and you
won't be able to move. We can use your two holes any way we want and you'll
have to take it any way we give it to you."
The twins pressed the unresisting but still somewhat hesitant Steve
onto the bench and pulled his hands and feet tightly down, restraining them
with the cuffs attached to the base of each leg.
They stood up, one on each side of him and went back to caressing
him, running their big basketball player's hands over his shoulders and
down his back until they were fondling the round melons of his ass. Then
they moved down onto the backs of his thighs and calves massaging the
strong, young legs. The hands moved back up until they were once more
cupping Steve's ass, fondling it, pulling the cheeks apart to reveal to the
horny jocks' eyes the crevice, at the bottom of which rested the prize, the
sweet little brown bud so tightly closed, but soon to be opened, soon to
welcome the invasion of hard, blood-engorged stud teen cock. The
aggressive, merciless invader Steve had come to love, to long for, the
invader that would plunge into him, plundering his hot, moist, needy hole,
filling him.
Steve moaned as the fingers began to explore the crevice, stroking,
pressing down, getting closer and closer to their goal. "Oh yes! Go deeper!
Let me feel your fingers on it! Let me feel them in it! Please, I need them
in me!"
SLAP! A forceful hand came down on Steve's pert ass. "Quiet, bitch!
You don't get any say. You're ours to do with as we want."
But the fingers did as Steve had asked. They found the pucker and
pressed slightly on it. Steve moaned and tried to raise his ass up, but two
hands pushed down and held him hard against the bench. But again, the
fingers granted him his wish. Two fingers, one on each side, pressed down
and forced their way through the tight sphincter and into the warm moist
hole. Slowly, they continued to press into him, spreading the tight muscle
open as they explored deep into his rectum.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeeesss! Yeeesss! More! Mooorre!" wailed the twin
jocks' helpless victim.
"I think he needs more than the finger fucking we're giving
him. What do you think, bro?" Jon asked.
"Hell yeah. This bitch needs to get fucked, fucked hard and long,
and I got just the cock to do it. I'm so hard my dick's throbbing and
leaking all over the floor."
"Yeah, mine too." The two fingers were jerked out and the little
pucker closed up.
"No! Don't take them out. Please, put something back in!"
"SLAP! SLAP! Two hands came down at the same time. "What'd I tell
you, bitch," two gruff voices growled in unison. "Keep your mouth shut and
wait like a good little slut."
Jon bent down and picked up the blindfold that had dropped to the
floor and held it up toward Jim with a questioning raised eyebrow. Jim
nodded his head yes with a grin as he stroked his thick leaking shaft. Jon
reached over Steve's head and quickly fastened the blinders over his
eyes. "You'll like what's gonna happen better in the dark," he said in a
menacing tone.
The two brothers stood on either side of the helpless boy, still
boys themselves, but different: man-boys, jock-boys, stud boys, and ran
their hands over Steve's back, down to cup his ass cheeks again momentarily
sliding down and into the hungry pucker then back up to his shoulders,
moving around his neck and onto his head. They ran their fingers through
his hair and then down across the blindfold and under his chin. Steve kept
quiet, not wanting another ass-slapping, even though he was dying for
something sexual to happen. The fingers moved up his chin and pried his
mouth open before sliding in and attacking his tongue. He quickly began
sucking and licking on the intruding digits.
"I think she likes having our fingers in her mouth," a voice
said. (Was it Jim or Jon, Steve thought. Funny how being in the dark makes
things sound different.) "Let's give her something else to suck on."
"Yeah, but don't you think we ought to give her ass something?"
"Yeah, I think she needs it." Jon stepped over the shelf on the
wall and picked up a thick black dildo, holding it up for Jim to see.
"This ought to make her happy." Jon lubed up the giant fake penis really
well and moved to the side of Steve's butt. He pried the cheeks apart as he
rubbed the blunt head up and down the smooth ass-crack.
"Oh, yes," Steve moaned as he felt the invader rub down the hairless
crease. Then he felt the pressure begin and as it sought to breach his
defenses, he pushed out as Tony had taught him, opening the tight pucker to
the invading knob. As Jon felt the muscle open and then close around the
flange, he pressed the dildo down deep into Steve's needy hole. When it was
entirely in the moaning boy, he snapped two elastic straps onto the sides
of the bench, fixing the rubber dong in place.
He then rejoined his brother at Steve's head. "Ready?" he asked.
"Let's take it," Jim replied, and the two jocks pulled Steve's
mouth open, pried both their hard cocks in forcefully and pushed into the
boy's stretched open mouth as far as they could go.
Steve sputtered and gurgled around the two invaders as the twins
set up an in and out rhythm. They had clearly done this before. Just as
they had the night at the cabin when they spit Steve between their big,
hard cocks, they moved with practiced coordination as they double-fucked
his mouth.
After a few minutes, they pulled out, giving Steve a moment's rest
and allowing him to catch his breath.
"Got you, didn't we," Jim said. "You didn't expect that, did you?"
"No, but please don't stop. Jimbo and Matt never did that. Please
keep doing it, but who's fucking my ass?"
"Just a friend helping us out. If you're good, you may get to know
him better," laughed Jon as the two fuckers forced their cocks back into
Steve's mouth.
The two fucked Steve's mouth with practiced skill. One of them
would pull out, allowing the other one to fuck deep into his throat for a
while, then the fucker would withdraw and let the other take a deep fuck,
then they would join together again in a continuing double-fuck. This went
on and on until the two could tell they were both ready to
explode. "Ready?" said Jim.
"Yeah," his twin responded. They two pulled out together and pulled
on their hard shafts a few times before their piss slits opened and began
to shoot out blobs of thick teen cum over Steve's head. His hair was a mess
of white splooge, his nose, mouth and chin were covered and dripping jizz
onto the floor.
Steve was screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as his ass was bucking up and
down to the extent the dildo straps would allow. It was obvious to the
watching twins that he was in the throes of a massive orgasm and that he
was shooting his load onto the bench to which he was shackled.
When Steve had calmed down and was quiet, Jon, whose cock, like his
brother's, had softened after the massive load of cum had shot out of it
and was hanging down over his hairy ball-bag like a thick sausage, walked
up to Steve's head and ran his fingers around his lower face, gathering up
the thick layer of cum, and shoved them into his mouth. Steve hungrily
licked and sucked on the sticky fingers. He cleaned off all the cum and
continued sucking on them. "Still hungry, pussy-boy?" the tall jock
asked. "How `bout some water. Your mouth and throat must be feeling pretty
raw." He walked over, got a bottle of water out of the frig and brought it
back to Steve's head. As he twisted off the top and held the bottle to the
boy's mouth, he nodded to Jim who carefully unfastened the dildo straps and
slowly pulled the big fucker out of his ass.
Steve drank thirstily and then asked, "Am I gonna get to meet your
friend now?"
"No. He has to take a rest, but don't worry, Jim and I have plenty
more cock for you. Don't we, brother?"
"Damn straight. In fact I'm gonna tap this pretty ass right now,"
he said as he rammed his once more hard fucker all the way up Steve's still
tight ass. "You gonna get into that tight throat again?"
"You better believe it!" Jon said as he dropped the bottle and
grabbed Steve's ears and slammed his also hard tool into his mouth and down
his gullet, pressing his curly bush into Steve's nose. "Eat that prick,
slut! I'm gonna fuck you and send this load straight down into your
belly. We're gonna feed you so much jock cum, you're gonna be shittin' it
out all day tomorrow. We're gonna fuck you at both ends just like we did at
the cabin and we got all day."
The two jock brothers proceeded to power-fuck Steve just as they
had the night of the party. And just like that night, after a while they
pulled out and smoothly exchanged holes. They fucked and came and fucked
and came until finally they decided to take a little break.
"How're ya feeling, pussy? Getting' your fill of cock?" Jon asked.
"Yeah. You guys are great. I haven't been fucked that hard since
Matt went back," Steve mumbled, his head lolling off the end of the bench.
"What you think, bro. Let's make Steve a little more
comfortable. He must be tired of that bench."
"Yeah, I think we can give him an easier place to be."
They unfastened the restraints from Steve's hands and feet, and the
two muscled studs lifted him easily off the bench and carried him over to
the leather sling. Turning him around, they placed him into the embrace of
the soft leather.
"Oh, that feels good," Steve said softly with a sigh.
"Yeah, that's better. Now just relax while we fix you up so you
don't have to worry about anything," Jon said as the two brothers took
Steve's relaxed hands and feet and fastened them in the sling's restraints,
spread-eagling him, open and helpless for whatever they wanted to do. "Just
relax there and we'll be right back."
The two brothers went over and sat down. "So, what ya think,
bro. We been at this more'n four hours. It's after noon. You think we
oughtta get the kid something to eat?"
"No. He's so zonked out on sex he wouldn't know what to do with it
if we gave it to him. I'm sorta hungry, though. Why don't you go down and
fix a couple of sandwiches and I'll keep the pussy company."
"Okay, but don't you wear him out. I'll be right back."
Jon walked over to the sling and stood beside Steve's head. "You
okay, baby?" he asked as he caressed Steve's chest and belly with his big
hand. He cupped Steve's cock and balls and gave them a slight squeeze. He
could feel the cock swell a little. "Yeah. You still got some life in you,
don't you, pussy?" Steve moaned softly as Jon's hand moved up to his
chest. He cupped the boy's small pecs with both hands and rubbed his
fingers over the little nubbins on top of them. Steve let out a little sigh
as the stud rubbed them between his thumb and finger. "I bet you're ready
to feed on some more cock, aren't you? I'm soft now, but I bet that sweet
mouth could get me hard pretty fast," he said as he unfastened and let down
the head rest of the sling. Jon put his had under Steve's head as it fell
back to hang free. "Yeah. Open up that sweet pussy mouth for big
Jon. That's good," he said as he slid his soft cock into the relaxed
opening. He sighed as it slid easily down into Steve's gullet. The soft,
wet membranes hugged the big cock and reflexively massaged it. He stood
there savoring the feelings as his dick began to slowly harden. When Steve
began to show signs of distress, he slowly pulled the now-hard cock out. He
wiped it over Steve's lips and nose, sliding it around easily it being
slippery with throat mucus and spit.
He heard his brother come in and left the sling to go over to
him. "He's got life in him still," he said.
"Yeah. I can see. He's got you all hard again. You didn't come
again, did you?"
"No, just let him suck me `til it got hard."
The brothers sat and ate their sandwiches washed down with a couple
of cold beers. During basketball training and season they abstained, but in
the off-season, on a hot summer day, there was nothing better than a tall
cold one, nothing except hot, horny sex. The two jock studs never abstained
from that! Anybody who said sex drained your energy and strength, didn't
know what they were talking about.
After they had taken a piss in the pail they kept in the dirt
closet, they were ready to get back to Steve. They found their pussy-boy
napping; his head comfortably nestled in the soft leather support Jon had
refastened when he went over to Jim. They stood on each side of him and
started playing with his chest and little nipples. Jim reached down and
gave his cock and balls a soft squeeze. "The kid's a pretty good size for
his age."
"Yeah. Too bad it won't be any use to him."
"You never know. He might turn into a cocksman when he grows up."
"More likely a cock-hound," Jon said laughing good-naturedly.
"Yeah. You're probably right. Tony really turned him on to cock."
"And more good for us. We got all next year to use him and turn him out to
our buddies."
Steve began to squirm and his eyes opened to stare at the two jocks
who were mauling his body. "You guys gonna fuck me some more?"
For the next three hours the two basketball jocks fucked Steve in
the sling, alternating ass to mouth and back again.
Finally, when they couldn't fuck any more, they released Steve's
hands and feet and helped him out of the sling. He could barely stand, but
they walked him over to a chair and sat him down. "Here drink some
water. You're probably a little dehydrated," Jim said handing him a bottle
of cold water.
"Thanks. Oh, that tastes good."
The brother sat down beside Steve. After a few minutes he surprised
them by sliding down onto the floor and beginning to suck on the big dongs
that were flaccidly draped over the heavy ball-bags. "What the fuck!
Haven't you gotten enough cock for one day?" Jim exclaimed.
"I never get enough cock," the insatiable cock-slut said as he
swallowed Jon's cock down to the pubes. After a little while, he moved over
to do the same to Jim's. Then he pressed his face underneath and slurped on
the loose folds covering their balls.
"You can slurp and our cocks and balls the rest of the say, slut,
but you ain't gonna get any more cock today," Jon said laughing.
After this had gone on for awhile Jon, whose cock Steve was busy
sucking on, pushed him off and stood up. "Okay, pussy, that's enough. We
need to get cleaned up and get you back to town," he said pulling Steve to
his feet. Jim also stood up and the three boys made their way up the
stairs. At the top they stopped and Jim said, "Here's where we got to put
the blindfold back on. Nobody gets to see how we get into this place." They
bland-folded Steve and led him into their room. The door was closed and
Steve turned around and around a few times before they took the blindfold
off. Steve looked around but couldn't tell where the mysterious door might
be. Everything looked just like a couple of normal high school jocks'
bedroom.
"Okay, into the shower. We got to get all this sweat and cum off
and get back dressed."
The three boys got into the big shower and washed. Despite what he
had said about Steve shitting jock cum all the next day, Jon insisted on
cleaning him up completely. While Jim bent Steve over, Jon took the
attachment and cleaned out his insides. Being filled up with warm water
while one stud bent him over and the other one administered the cleaning,
excited Steve so much he started to get a hardon. "Shit, the little
fucker's getting hard," laughed Jim as he reached in and gave a squeeze.
Dressed again, the three went downstairs. As the got to the kitchen
door, Jon asked Steve if he was hungry. "For cock," the smart-aleck said.
"No more cock! You want a sandwich?"
"Yeah. I guess I am pretty hungry now that I think about it."
Jim and Jon made some sandwiches and the three boys sat at the
counter and ate, drank Cokes, and joked with one another just like normal
teenaged boys. No one would have guessed they had spent most of the day in
a secret chamber having hard, rough sex.
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