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"Dominated by the Twins" pt. 18
A couple of months had passed since that evening at the Clayborne Ranch.
We were in our second week of school.
Chip was keeping Shane pretty busy being his slave, and Blake as well, using one or the other to suck him off on an average of three times a day. therefore Shane and Blake had pretty much left me alone since that night.
Although on several occasions while at the ranch, Shane had informed me, that he wasn't quite through with me yet.
Meanwhile, even though Shane and Blake, were using me less, Cam and Case, kind of took over for them, using me at their will. Unlike Shane and Blake, if either of the older twins were gay, only God knew about it.
Neither of them showed any signs of being gay, other than their strong desire to fuck me three or four times a week.
Nor did they ever fight or abuse each other.
They were as tight as two peas in a pod, or however that saying goes.
Still it was pretty obvious which of these two was the aggressor.
Not that Cam ever became aggressive with Case, at least not that I ever saw, but Cam definitely was way more aggressive with me than Case was.
Sure enough, as fate would have it, I was placed in several of their classes. Yet so far, no one else at school seemed to know my secret. The Claybornes had kept their promise. All five of them, including Chip.
But like Shane, Chip would also catch me alone at times, either in the school hallways or in the lav, and say shit, like "Hey fag, lucky for you, I've got my own cocksucker waiting for me, otherwise, I'd be feedin you a cup of Chips speciality sauce. OR While standing at the urinal, on two separate occasions, he'd look over at me, and ask. "Hey fag, you like what you see, ya know? anytime you want some of this recycled water, all ya gotta do is beg me for it, K?"
Other than that, the first two weeks of school were going pretty smooth.
Another thing is, at school, to see Shane, Blake and Chip together, you'd think they were still the best of friends, only I knew differently.
Even Cam and Case, were unaware of exactly what was going on between the three.
On several occasions, before the new school year started, I was called to the Clayborne Ranch by either Cam or Case.
While there, Cam and Case, would take turns either fucking my face, or my butt, Cam was usually good for both within 20 minutes apart, plus, he was more abusive to me, both verbally and physically.
They would then dismiss me, and send me to Shane and Blake's bedroom, to see if either required my services, it was on these occasions, I had witnessed Chip beating up either Blake or Shane. Chip would either be gut punching one or the other, or have one of the two in one of his wicked tight wrestling holds, forcing them to beg over and over again to be set free.
Chip was very clever at beating the twins up, without ever causing the older twins to be suspicious. See, the younger twins and Chip, had pretty much grown up together, so any one seeing them horsing around and fighting, wouldn't think much of it, since it had been an every day occurrence at the ranch, since their early childhood days.
The way Chip was getting away with it now, was totally ingenious of him. He would simply sit on the upper chest, sometimes the face, of whichever one he felt he wanted to beat up, and facing their feet, he would pummel their abs for long periods of time.
So if either of the older twins would unexpectedly walk in the room, chip would just move his butt to the face area, to keep the older twins from hearing any crying or pleading, he would then smile up at the older twins, as though he was just playing with Shane or Blake.
Which explains why for the last couple of months, the sexual activities between the younger twins and their bud Chip, as well as the beatings from Chip, was unbeknownst to the older twins.
I guess we all just figured that Case and Cam were better off not knowing.
See, the older twins didn't seem to have a prob with the knowledge that Blake was gay. But, no one knew exactly what the family reaction would be if they were to find out that Shane too was gay. To make matters worse, no one really knew what their reaction would be, if they were aware of BOTH younger twins not only being gay, but being used as slaves by Chip, not to mention, him beating them up, so often.
As far as I could tell, neither of the older twins, would have much of a problem with Shane being gay, especially since Cam himself fucked the lights out of Shane not that long ago. And if Shane was ok with Chip using him as his slave, they probably would just brush that off as well. Then again, they appear to be a very tight knit family, so who knows!
The only problem I could foresee, was Austin, being the little redneck that he is. Already not showing any respect to Blake, for being gay.
Chip on the other hand, had always been a tough little bully, which I found out first hand on my meeting with him that night at the pool hall. He seemed to really get off on fighting, and beating up other dudes, I had witnessed two such fights near the school, and with school opened less than two weeks, this wasn't a good sign.
He was certainly not starting a new school year off very well, considering all the probs he had at school the year before.
Anyway, as I was saying, school so far was going ok, and as long as I could keep my sexuality a secret, I really couldn't see any major probs popping up.
Today was Thursday, with two classes left, I was already given tons of home work, most of which was due on Monday, which meant my weekend was pretty much going to be spent at home studying. Which brings up another point, both Cam and Case had over-achievers for girlfriends, whom they would pawn off most of their assignments. What's up with that shit? To make that situation even worse, Stacy and Allison would insist on doing the home work for the twins., so that the older twins could concentrate on their sports and stuff, the STUFF usually consisted of them fucking my face, as apposed to them studying.
Oh well, I thought, fine with me, while I'm acing the finals, the two of them will be sitting there scratching their heads.......going, duh!
After school started, each day had pretty much become a ritual, starting off exactly as the day before. I had to set my alarm for two hours earlier than I normally would, whether it was a school day or not.
I'd get my self ready for school, then jump in my pick-up, and drive to the ranch. I had been given a list of instructions the day before this ritual actually started. The list gave me precise instructions, exactly what I needed to do each and every morning till further notice.
I was to enter the front door which was always kept unlocked, and if seen by Oriana, their Housekeeper, I was to tell her that I was asked to spend a couple of hours each morning tutoring the older twins. I tell ya, they had everything figured out.
Then I had to wake up Case, by climbing on his bed, crawling between his awesome thighs, and begin licking his balls.
It took me a few days to get used to the morning aroma and sweat, that would sometimes form over night on ones nut-sac. In fact the first morning I even felt a little nauseous.
Following my instructions to the T, I buried my face between Case's muscular thighs, and pressed my nose into the sac, then inhaled the aroma. As per the instructions, I needed to do this several times before moving onto the next step.
The aroma, though I quickly became used to it, was a little different than my morning glass of orange juice, which over the past 17 years, I had become a little attached to, and wasn't quite ready to make such a trade.
Following my instructions, my next step was to press my lips, then my tongue onto his balls, kissing them good morning several times. After which, I needed to start alternating between licking them all over, and sucking them, and continue to do so, till Case would awaken.
Once Case was fully awake, he would grab the back of my head, and lifting it up off his sac, would brush his pre-cum covered cock-head under my nose, and across my lips.
No words were to be spoken, till he was ready to speak.
I was to kiss his cock-head good morning, then proceed to lick his piss slit clean of all the cock drool oozing out of it, then according to my instructions, I was to squeeze the tip of my tongue into the piss slit, and clean it thoroughly.
My next step was to take the head into my mouth, and suck it for several minutes, till Case was ready to fuck my face.
He then would do so, rather gently. He'd start off with short, slow, in and out motions, as though he was at a beach and testing the temperature of the water with his toes.
Then after a few minutes, he would pump my mouth with long, slow in and out movements, eventually holding my head a moment or so, with my nose pressed tightly against his pubes.
He would continue fucking my mouth in this manner till he'd shoot his thick cream into my mouth, or down my throat, hardly ever saying a word to me, till he was finished. Each time his words were pretty much the same. "K, slave boy, go wake up Cam"
After the first couple of days, I grew to think of this transition from Case to Cam, as the calm before the storm.
Cam was just the opposite of Case in almost ever area, so why would face fucking being any different.
The instructions I was given, were exactly the same for both Case and Cam. Everything was the same, till it came to me sucking Cam's cock.
I would climb onto the bed, crawl up between Cam's hard sexy legs, sniff his nut-sac for a moment or so, then gently, kiss it good morning. Then with my mouth pressed against it, I would gently and softly, begin licking it, then sucking it, till Cam woke up. By the way, I never believed for a second that either of these two were sleeping beyond me climbing onto their bed. But it was their rules, I was to play by, so I never once let on, that I felt they were awake, from the beginning.
Once I started licking and sucking Cams balls, I would feel both his fists grab locks of my hair, and the verbal abuse would begin. "You love the taste of my balls in the mornin don't you queerboy? Yeeeeaaaah! You fuckin love startin your day by sniffin my nut-sac, then lickin it, huh? You ready to beg me for your breakfast? Come on, let me here you beg me to feed you. Tell me how hungry you are, cunt!"
I admit, I was beginning to love Cam's muscular body, and his aggressive, dominating attitude. It was usually at this point that I would begin gently massaging his thick thighs, while my head laid between them. I loved it, when he would tease me, by roughly flexing their muscles, squeezing my head between them, till I couldn't take the pressure any more, I would then tap his legs to ease up on the pressure he was applying. Once I was able to breathe again, I'd start my begging. "Please Cam, please let me blow you! I'm soooo hungry for your cock dude, I need to taste it soooo bad. Please Cam, don't tease me dude, let me suck it for you, till you feed me your awesome load, please?"
You would think this scenario would grow old, after a few days, but not for Cam, he fucking loved it. He loved hearing me beg for his cock, not matter what time day or night, or where we were, he sincerely felt my place was groveling at his feet, begging for his cock. " Yeeeaaah! You beg good, my little bro's taught you well, didn't they? Go ahead faggot, lick the pre-cum off my cock-head, then kiss it good morning, before I begin fucking your face into this mattress."
The part I didn't like still, nor probably ever will, was the taste and smell of pre-cum, not sure why.
It just seemed too slimy and icky, and didn't smell all that great either. However, it didn't appear that I was ever going to be given a choice, after sucking off five different dudes, licking their pre-cum, was automatically part of the blowjob. So I figured if I wanted to suck a dudes cock, eating his pre-cum was part of the total package so to speak.
After licking Cam's cock-head clean, then kissing it good morning several times, he would begin pumping my mouth. Unlike Case, Cam never, ever, did anything slow and gently.
With his two fists locked into my hair, he would start off thrusting, forcing me to take, the first couple of inches, of his thick eight inch cock, after the first thrust, came the second thrust and a few more inches, then by the third thrust, he was in all the way, holding my head tightly, forcing me to gag, and fight for air. "Ooooooo fuckin aye faggot, I'll never grow tired of fuckin your face, choke on it fag, yeeeaaah! I fuckin love listening to you choke and gag, fightin for your life, with my cock buried inside your head. Oooooh man, I love this"
Of course I didn't need to hear that comment, it was quite obvious, to me anyway, that Cam loved choking another dude, with his huge cock.
It seemed to place him on some kind of power trip, knowing that his powerful love muscle, was literally choking to death, another dude, while the dude was on his knees, his head impaled on Cam's monster cock.
Cam and I both would soon be on our sides, with Cam's powerful grip on my head, he always tried different angles, and different positions, not so much for my comfort of course, but his own.
He'd continued blasting away at my mouth and throat, listening to me gag, over and over again with tears streaming rapidly down my cheeks. I tried easing my discomfort by massaging his upper legs and thighs, feeling their hard muscles.
I even got brave enough after the third morning, to place both my hands on his tight ass cheeks, feeling their muscle contractions, as each cheek, would flex it's muscle, with every thrust into my mouth and throat, then the muscles would relax, as he withdrew. I found this to be nothing less than amazing, but more than that, it took my mind away from the beating my mouth and throat took from Cam each and every morning. Also, feeling his butt cheeks work over time like this, never failed to give me a wild orgasm, without even touching my cock.
It soon became clear to me, that Cam also got off on having my hands feeling the power, behind each of his thrusts, as on each occasion, he would soon begin pummeling my mouth and throat with heavy blasts of his thick boyjuice. "Oooooooh shit, take it faggot, eat my cum, oooooh fuck ya! How's that taste homo, you love the taste of my warm, thick, cream, dontcha? Oooooooh yeeeeaaah! Swallow it, you fuckin slaveboy!"
I could never learn to contain, all of Cam's juice inside my mouth, even with what was flowing down my throat, lot's of it, was still oozing out between my tightly stretched lips.
It never seemed to amaze me, how much sperm Cam could unleash, the only other dude, that could shoot such a huge amount of boyjuice, was Chip.
Of course after I was finished licking Cam's cock-head clean, I had to get down and lick up not only his spilt cum from the sheets, but my own as well.
The morning ritual didn't stop with me eating their morning loads, after I cleaned Cam's sheets, I was dragged by my hair into their shared bathroom. Where Cam would force my head to lean over the toilet backwards, while he straddled my throat, and pissed into my mouth, with a morning piss, that never seemed to end. With my head leaning backwards over the toilet bowl, what I couldn't swallow fast enough, went into the bowl, and not on the floor.
While humiliating me beyond words, Cam loved pissing in my mouth, almost as much as he loved choking me with his monster cock.
Again, I'm sure it only helped to increase the amount of power he would feel, having another dude completely, and totally at his mercy. "Yeeeeeeeaaaaaah! You love the taste of my piss, dontcha? Ya you do, all you fags love the taste of my piss."
With me looking up at him, after he finished, I shook my head no, "actually Cam, I'd rather skip this part, if we could, not only do I not like the taste, but, it's humiliating as hell dude"
This confession only brought a hearty laugh from Cam. "You shouldn't have told me that queerboy, now it's only gonna make me wanna do it all the more, and a word of advice? Unless you wanna feel these muscles, and trust me, I don't think you wanna be messin with these guns, don't ever again tell me what I should or shoudn't do! You're the 'Clayborne Brothers Slave', and that's not only a title, that's a way of life faggot, so if you don't like the taste of my piss, too fuckin bad, but don't worry, it's just a matter of time, before you'll not only LEARN to love it, you'll beg for it as well, just like you have learned to beg for my cock! Me on the other hand? I fuckin love pissin in a faggots mouth, and trust me, you'll be gettin plenty of it! Now get your ass inside the shower, and get the water temperature to where me and my bro like it. You're already late with washin us, and you've still got two other dudes to service! But cheer up slaveboy, cause soon, you'll have five of us to service each morning"
I was thankful that Case never felt it necessary, to either piss on me, or in me, yet he never criticized his twin bro for doing it either.
I hopped into the shower, and getting the water at the right temperature, I waited for the older twins, to climb in, so that I could bathe them completely.
After bathing, the older twins, wicked hot bodies, I was immediately sent to Shane and Blake's room to start all over again.
However, with their very active life as slaves to Chip, they were either rarely in the mood, or they were in a rush to get to Chips house, to take care of his needs.
So generally, but not always, I only had the older twins to serve these days.
So that's been my every day routine, since school started.
Mean while, I was on my way to my next to last class, when Cam came up beside me. "Hey dude! Suuuuup? Listen! Don't make any plans for Saturday night, you're spendin the night at the ranch, K? Catch ya later dude! Ooooh by the way, meet me in the 3rd floor boys room after school, and don't keep me waiting, or else!"
I actually thought I was home free today, since neither he nor Case are in my last two classes, and neither of them said anything during our other classes about getting together after school.
Although, I should have known better, since there hadn't been a single day so far, I wasn't used by one, if not both of them,
directly after school.
After leaving home room, I quickly headed for the 3rd floor boy's room, not wanting to keep Cam waiting, other wise punishment, would be a sure thing.
Cam always chose this particular bathroom, cause at this time of day, everyone was rushing to leave the building, therefore the entire 3rd floor, was the first to completely empty.
As I entered, I immediately saw Case leaning against the wash basin, while Cam as usual, was staring in the mirror at himself.
Case a man of few words, would give me his usual smirk, leaving the dirty verbal abuse solely in the hands of Cam. "Not bad slaveboy, not bad, looks like you've learned your lessons well, not keeping us waiting. You can do Case first, I wanna take my time with you today"
Doing Case, was always the quick and easy part of serving the twins, he, like Blake, usually avoided a lot of foreplay, with the exception of the wake up routine of course. Each of these two, usually got off rather quickly. Unlike Shane and Cam, that preferred either humiliating you to tears first, or slapping you around to show their superiority and power over you.
Case would always enter the very last stall, followed closely by me, while Cam stood guard outside. Once inside the stall, I'd undo his jeans, or pull down his nylon shorts, depending on whichever he wore that day.
Both dudes almost always wore a jock, as I said , they were both very active with all sports, so they pretty much kept themselves very busy after school, either playing some sport or another, or practicing. So once I had the jeans undone, or the shorts pulled down, I nearly always came face to face with a worn jock, plum full of that days male aroma, and often the stains and aroma from the day before.
Case, usually in a hurry to get off, would simply have me pull the jock down, then begin sucking his cock, and today was no different.
Each of the four brothers, had become extremely tolerant, with my hands gently rubbing their hard muscles, whether it be their sixpack abs, their well defined chests, the rock hard thighs, or my latest favorite, their tight well rounded ass.
Feeling their butt cheeks, as each cheek would flex it's mighty muscles while fucking my mouth, had become a major turn on for me.
Case as usual, had gotten off rather quickly, filling my mouth to the max, and holding my head tightly, till every single drop of his sweet cum left it's home, and entered my belly, joining up with the large load I had swallowed earlier that morning. "K, slaveboy now clean my dick, kiss it goodbye till later, then pull up my jock, and shorts for me"
Case then left the stall, and Cam took his place.
Cam also was wearing nylon basketball shorts, but where as Case's shorts were black, Cams were silver.
Did I happen to mention, that both these dudes looked sexy as hell in these nylon shorts, each dudes cock, while even placid, provided a little tent, just enough to tease you.
By now, I was prepared for the verbal abuse, along with the cock and nut-sac worshiping, that came with servicing Cam. It was part of his total package, and not to receive it, would be kind of like opening a beautifully wrapped gift and finding the box filled with broccoli.
On my knees, while waiting for him to enter the stall, Cam looked down at me with his usual smirk. "Bet you been waitin for this all day, huh fag? Don't even think, I didn't notice your faggot eyes glued to my crotch during class today. Man! How do you make it through the day, knowing that it will be close to nine hours before tasting this again? Anyways queerboy, pull my shorts down with your teeth!"
I had already became a pro at doing this, having to do it numerous times with either him or Shane. I nudged my nose into his lower abs, and gently sank my teeth between his waistband, and hard skin, and while using my forehead and the top of my head as a brace, I tugged at the waist band, lowering my head forcefully downward.
Once his shorts were at his ankles, I brought my head back up, and attempted to do the same with his jock. Only to receive a stinging slap to my face. "Who the fuck told you I was ready to have my jock lowered, huh? I want you to fuckin lick it first fag. I want you to see what it tastes like, after I been wearin it for three days. Go for it cumbreath, think of it as a kinda appetizer, before the main course, ya know what I mean?"
I looked at the large bulge, knowing that behind that dirty, but sexy cloth, was a huge set of balls, and thick cock, waiting patiently to be cleaned, and serviced.
I stuck out my tongue and started licking the outline of his sac at the bottom of the jock, working my way upwards.
While I lapped away, cleansing his well worn jockstrap, his power tool, grew longer and thicker.
My mouth began feeling a bit dry, as the musky flavor from the jock worked it's way down my throat.
Cam started laughing, "Look at you, fag! You're washin my fuckin jock better than the washin machine at home, you fuckin love this dontcha? Suckin my pre-cum, sweat, and piss stains, right outta my fuckin jock-strap, Man! You're pathetic!"
I had gotten used to this verbal abuse, hearing it so often over the past few months. Back then, I'd be crying a river right about now.
AS I continued lapping his now very tight jock-strap, I looked up and noticed that his awesome cock-head, had snuck it's way up past the waistband, as though it couldn't wait any longer for some major attention. It had a small pearly white drop of cock drool, oozing out of it's piss-slit, demanding to be lapped up.
Cam, staring down at me the whole time, caught me glancing at the sight of his cock-head. "Your mouth must be fuckin dry by now bitch, go for it, lick that gob of cock drool, that little drop should moisten your entire mouth real nice. Go ahead fag, lap it up! Then you can lower my jock to the floor, you can even use your hands, my cock's tellin me it don't wanna wait anymore!"
I brushed my tongue over the surface of Cam's cock-head, licking up the pre -cum that I hated so much. Cam was right, that little drop coated the inside of my mouth, nearly making me wanna barf.
I lowered his jock to the floor, then felt Cam grab a fistful of my hair, guiding my lips to his balls. "Now wash my balls for me, just like you did this morning cocksucker! Come on, make it quick, my cock is ready to beat up your mouth, again!"
As I started licking his nut-sac, it tightened up big time, telling me, this was gonna be a quick blow job.
Cam loved having his balls licked.
Again, I figured it was the amount of power that obviously swept through him, as he looked down at the person he had such control over, forcing them to do this dirty deed.
Cam yanked at my hair, pulling my face up to his cock-head. "Time to make love to my cock, you fuckin fag, KISS IT!"
I wasted no time kissing his beautiful cock-head, then licked around and under it's rim. This being a sensitive area for Cam, as he never failed to moan loudly each and every time I did it.
Cam didn't take the time to make me worship his cock, as he usually does. Besides, Case was rushing him now, "Come on Cam, shoot you load dude, we told Tony and Chris, we'd meet up with them in thirty minutes, it's already been thirty five!"
Cam grabbed a tighter grip of my hair, and yelled for me to open wide. "K, fag, you heard em, gonna have to fuck your mouth hard and fast now, so get ready, cause here it comes!"
With one quick and rough thrust, Cam plowed my mouth, sending his entire cock all the way home, leaving it there as usual, while listening to me gag and choke, as he stood over me laughing. "Ohhhhh fuck bro! This is my favorite part, I fuckin swear! Listen to em bro, he's fuckin chokin to death on my thick rod."
Cam couldn't have been more to the point, I felt as though I really was choking to death, I felt my face turning colors, as a waterfall of tears rushed down my face, while I began pounding on his powerful legs.
It was Case's stern words that probably saved me, "I'm warning ya bro, if you aint out here in three minutes, I'm leavin without ya, we're already late as hell, can't you just get a normal fuckin blow job for once?"
Cam pulled his cock out slowly, leaving just the head inside my mouth, than began pumping my mouth rapidly. "Ok, ok bro, geez, don't have a fuckin cow man, just give me the full three minutes dude, K"
It didn't even take three minutes, right after those words left his mouth, the mighty volcano began to erupt, and jet after jet, of hot thick lava gushed out, filing my mouth, even after taking three huge gulps down my throat. I couldn't swallow fast enough, and felt some slipping through my lips, even as tight as they were.
I again began to gag, trying desperately to keep up with the amount of sperm, Cam was forcing me to take.
Hearing Cam softly moan, while he held my head in place, told me once again, I had served him well.
Once he was totally sure every single drop had been fed to me, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, and ordered me to clean it up.
"You did good slaveboy, now clean me, and make it snappy! Hey bro, on my way dude, just gotta pull my shorts up"
As he started to leave the stall, he turned to me, "K slaveboy, be at the ranch tonight at seven, and don't forget, you're stayin at the ranch on Saturday night! See ya tonight fag!"
I remained on my knees, till I regained my composure, then got up, went to my locker, got my books and stuff, and left the school.
As I headed to the parking lot, I noticed two dudes leaning on my truck, once up close, I recognized that one of the dudes was Austin.
As I approached Austin, I began to panic, not sure what was on his mind, as he stared into my eyes with an evil grin. "Hey Cory, we missed the bus, and my bro's are busy, so you're giving us a ride, Dustin only lives a few minutes from here, so you're takin him home, then you and me are goin to the ranch!"