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"Dominated by the Twins" pt. 19
As pissed off as I was at Austin's assumption, that I would gladly be his taxi, I knew better than to argue the point. Plus, the evil grin on his cute little face, told me I had better do as he says or else. So the three of us hopped into the cab of my pick-up, with Austin in the middle.
Dustin seemed like a nice enough kid, so I couldn't help but wonder why he hung around this little brat. "Geez, thanks for the lift home dude, thought we were gonna have to cut through the woods again. Sure do appreciate it!" I looked over at Dustin, noticing a wicked cute and sincere smile.
I was about to tell him no prob, when I see Austin give him a hard elbow to the guts. "Shut up sissyboy! You don't gotta thank him for nothin, it's his job to do as I say, aint it slaveboy?"
A mix of emotions rushed through me, while watching Dustin's face turn from a cute smile to one of severe pain, as he winced from receiving Austin's powerful elbow slam, that, along with the fear now building in my own gut, that Austin may be revealing our secret to his buds.
I was lost for words, not knowing if I should affirm Austin's remark, that I indeed must do whatever he demands of me, or pretend I didn't even hear his question.
I turned my head and glanced at Austin, seeing a mean frown on his puss, as he glared into my eyes, waiting for my reply.
I decided it might be wiser, if I confirmed his comment. "What Austin means Dustin, is that I kind of do odd jobs at the ranch, and therefore, It's kinda my job to make sure Austin and his bro's are taken care of, such as attending to their needs, kinda like I'm doing now, by giving him a ride home, that's why he calls me slaveboy, get it?"
Dustin looked confused, and rightfully so, man, I really botched that up. He turned to his bud, "Crap dude, that's soooo disrespectful, and rude, why you gotta call him names like that for? He's just doin his job! Geeeeez! My pa would ground me for six months if I called one of our ranch hands slaveboy! You should apologize to him, and be thankful he's givin us a ride and stuff!"
I had to hand it to Dustin, he either had balls of steel, or he knows NO fear! OR maybe he was just plain stupid!
Austin was quick to turn a little towards Dustin, sending his left fist into his buds gut, clearly knocking some wind out of poor Dustin. "That's just part of what you're gonna get tomorrow after school queerbate, don't you ever talk to me like that agin, besides you fuckin ball-licker, you don't even know what your talkin about! You better be waitin for me after school tomorrow, and don'tcha even dare board the bus, you and me are gonna be taken the shortcut home through the woods agin, maybe one of these days, you'll learn to keep that hole shut!"
Other than a couple of soft moans coming from Dustin as he rubbed his gut, the remainder of the ride to Dustin's Ranch was quiet. As we pulled over, and Dustin opened the door to jump out, he glanced back to me, "Thanks for the ride dude! Seeya!"
As I watched Dustin's small frame of a body walk towards the ranch, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Although he was much thinner than Austin, they appeared to be the same age.
I was surprised when I found out later, that Dustin was actually a year older than Austin. It was his thin body, and cute younger looking face, with huge, round eyes, that made him appear younger I guess. But, even still, he didn't deserve to have a friend, as mean to him as Austin is.
Austin wasn't about to let his bud, slip away without reminding him of their date after school the next day, as half of him hung out the door window yelling to Dustin, "Hey asswipe! Don't forget, we have some business to take care of after school tomorrow, be waitin for me, or I'll come lookin for ya!"
Once again feeling sorry for Dustin, I said some things that I would soon regret. "Dude? Do you bully all your friends like that, if so, it's surprising that you have ANY buds! Look at you, you're clearly way more muscular than he is, so it's quite obvious he doesn't stand a chance against you, why don't you give him a break? He was just being respectful to me for offering him a ride home"
Lucky for us, I hadn't yet pulled onto the main road, we were still sitting where I had dropped Dustin off, when Austin slid himself up against the passenger door, then sliding his young thick legs up onto the seat, he pulled his left leg back towards him, then slammed his heavy cowboy boot into my side, nearly putting me through the drivers door. "Listen to me queerboy! First of all, You didn't offer shit, it was me that made you give him a ride! Second of all, you're gonna pay for those words, nobody talks to me like that, especially faggots! Third of all, take my boots off for me, before you start drivin!"
My right side was in pain, I should have known better, than to be disrespectful to young Austin. I should have learned my lesson a few weeks ago during his thirteenth birthday party, when I apparently showed disrespect by not offering to get down on the floor, to kiss his bare feet. His four brothers along with Chip, took turns humiliating me, by having me worship different parts of each of their bodies, while videoing the entire scene. Then demanding that I beg Austin for the pleasure of kissing and licking his bare feet for an hour, even went so far as to time me.
As much pain as I was in, I turned towards Austin, and pulled at each of his heavy cowboy boots, sliding them off his feet, tossing them to the passenger side floorboard.
He was wearing white socks, that immediately gave off just a faint odor of sweat and a hint of leather.
He wasted no time in stretching out on the seat, placing his left foot up on the head rest behind my head, and his right foot up on my shoulder, resting it against my jaw.
I tried to tell him, he couldn't leave his foot there, as it would distract me from driving. "Austin? I have to drive dude, I can't have your foot up on my shoulder like that, it's annoying!"
"Then it sucks to be you faggot, cause you're either gonna drive, or were gonna sit here all night long, and then you can explain to my bro's why I stayed out all night, huh?"
I pulled out onto the main road, keeping my head straight, facing the highway. Austin let out a little smirking sound. "That's what I thought faggot! Now! Here's whatcha gonna do all the way to the ranch, when I say sniff em, I want you to turn your head and sniff em good, when I say kiss em, I want you to turn your head and kiss my feet, when I say lick em, you're gonna turn your head and lick my feet, and when I say suck em, you turn your head and suck my toes, got it?"
I was in shock, how the hell did he expect me to drive, and worship his feet at the same time? "You're plum crazy Austin, I can't do that to your feet and pay attention to the road at the same time, you'll get us both friggin killed dude!"
"Shut the fuck up queerboy and drive, or I swear, I'll shove this whole foot down your queer throat!"
I turned my head to protest, and was greeted with the sole of his foot, flush against my lips and nose.
"Yeeeaaah that's it faggot, sniff em, inhale that awesome aroma"
For fear that if I didn't do as he demanded, he would get pissed, and do something that REALLY WOULD cause us to have an accident. I pressed my nose into the white socked foot, and for a brief few seconds I inhaled deeply, taking in the faint odor combination of sweat and leather.
I then quickly shifted my eyes back to the road.
Austin laughed his ass off, "gee fag, seems to me we're still alive, go figure! You like the smell of leather dontcha? Maybe later, IF you're a good boy, I'll let you taste some real leather, you can spend some time lickin my boots clean for me, hmmmmm, maybe my chaps too! Now turn and kiss my foot fag, and let me feel some tongue while you're kissin it!"
I once again turned my head slightly, but this time I kept one eye on the road. I kissed his foot while giving it some tongue, listening to him laugh, while rubbing his entire foot up and down my face, ordering me to kiss every inch of it.
"You're such a fag, You've got a freakin hard-on while kissin my feet! So tell me queerboy, is my feet gettin you hard, or is it the thought of my cum sliding down you throat later? Oooooh ya! Forgot to tell you faggot, I short my first load last week, kinda sorry it wasn't down your fag throat though. Ya! My queer bro got the privilege of taking my first load. Man, you shoulda been there, I fucked Blake's fag mouth over and over again, then made him sleep in my room that night, keepin my cock in his warm mouth all night long. He fuckin begged me all night to let him go back to his bed, I just slapped him in the face a few times, and told him to shut the fuck up, I waited a long time to have his faggot mouth wrapped around my cock."
My thoughts now shifted to Blake, maybe now with Austin using Blake, Shane gets Chip all to himself, but I'm sure Blake isn't too happy being made to suck his little bros cock every night.
Wonder what will happen once Austin finds out that his older bro Shane, his main idol all these years, is gay also? It will be interesting to see if Chip and Austin fight over who gets to use the twins the most.
Austin's voice brought my mind back to my current duties. "K fag, time to lick em, I wanna feel that tongue pressed tightly against my foot. yeah! Lick my sock clean cumbreath."
Still able to keep one eye on the road, I stuck out my tongue, and began to lick the sole of his foot through his white sock. We were now only a few minutes from the ranch.
I looked down to see if I still had a woody, sure enough I did, I couldn't believe that, taking orders, and worshiping this little brats feet, was turning me on so much.
I was not looking forward to sucking him off later, and hoped that Cam or Case, would over rule Austin, making him wait till he's a little older, maybe they would feel that fourteen, is a better age to start having your cock sucked. Then again, I wonder if they're aware of him using Blake already.
"K dickbreath, pull off my sock, and start sucking my toes, I want you to suck em like you suck cock! yeah! Just like you're gonna be sucking my cock in a few minutes"
With my left hand on the wheel, I used my right hand to pull on Austin's sock, after a few yanks, it slid off. He quickly placed his foot up to my face, rubbing it all over my jaw, then pressing it against my nose.
Finally, pressing his toes against my lips, he tried in vain to pry my lips apart. After a minute or so, he gave up, and yelled at me. "Open up faggot, time to suck my feet, and lick between my toes while your at it!"
I could see the exit for the ranch up ahead, so thankfully, sucking on his toes, wouldn't be a long drawn out event.
However, those few minutes, seemed more like hours.
I took all his toes in my mouth, while he tried pushing more of the front of his foot in deeper.
I couldn't believe I was actually sucking his toes, moving my tongue all over them, trying to spread them apart so that I could obedientlyy lick between them.
Meanwhile, Austin was in hysterics, losing it big time. "Ohhhhh my God! I soooo wish I had that video camera right now! This could be like part 2 or somethin. Woooohoooo! Look at yourself in the mirror you fuckin fag, this is the funniest fuckin thing I ever seen in my life. Seriously dude, you really are soooo fuckin queer for my feet, and it looks like your dick is ready to explode too. Ooooh My God! This is tooooo funny! Suckin my toes, with a woody bulging your jeans, and drivin down the highway, all at the same time."
I was humiliated enough, having to obey this little brat, and having to worship his feet once again, but his words had me fighting back my tears.
When I finally pulled up to the gates of the ranch, I brought my right hand up to his ankle, to pull it away from my mouth before any of the ranch hands noticed what I was doing.
"No fuckin way fag! Leave it in your cocksuckin mouth, till we get up to the house, I don't give a shit who sees it"
A couple of the kids that worked the horses, were sitting on the fence, as we drove through, they at first started waving to us, but as we got closer, they appeared to be squinting their eyes, and stretching their necks, for a better look.
Austin waved out the window, with a huge smile, then started pointing to my face. Two of these kids were in my classes, while the others were Austin's age.
I hoped and prayed, that they couldn't really make out what exactly was going on.
Even after I pulled over and parked, it was several minutes before Austin would remove his foot from my face, at which time he demanded that I place his socks and boots back on his feet. "K, fagboy, before putting my boots back on me, I give you permission to kiss my feet a few times, then we're gonna go up to my room, I've got something else for you to worship now!"
I looked down as Austin grabbed a firm hold of his crotch, while smiling at me.
I began kissing his feet, as he had demanded.
By this time, a couple of the kids were riding by on the horses, and from their vantage point, they got a clear view of me kissing Austin's feet.
They looked at each other, then back at me while laughing and snickering.
Once inside Austin's bedroom, he sat on the edge of his bed, lifting his left leg up in the air, while glaring at me, and grinning, as he pointed to his foot.
Assuming he wanted me to pick up where we left off, I knelt down in front of him, and began kissing his cowboy boot.
Once again, Austin began laughing hysterically, "Hey faggot!
I know you get off on making love to my feet, but I want you to remove the boots, not kiss them!"
Now feeling like a total idiot, and blushing bright red, I began removing his boots and socks.
Austin then stood up in front of me, ordering me to unbutton his faded 501's. "Now unbutton my jeans and pull them down faggot! Here's where you get to do, what you do best!"
At this point, it was hard to ignore the bulging outline of Austin's cock, hidden behind the soft denim, and pointing straight up. Kneeling directly in front of it, I became instantly hypnotized.
If the outline was any indication of what was hiding behind the soft fabric, then this young dude was already bigger than me.
It wasn't until I heard Austin laugh, that I realized what I was doing. "You like what you see, fagboy? Go ahead, LICK IT!"
Once again I could feel my face turn bright red, talk about humiliation, I was soooo embarrassed, after all, this kid was four years younger than me.
I mean try placing your self in my position, being seventeen, and having to take orders from a thirteen year old, that was not only tougher than you, stronger than you, but also had a bigger cock than you, it doesn't get much more humiliating than that, dudes!
I leaned my face into his faded crotch, and obediently began licking it. Allowing my tongue to glide over the bulging outline of his dick, several times.
I then unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them down to his ankles.
As Austin stepped out of them, and kicked them aside, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, bringing my head back up at eye level to his basket. Forcing my face into the soft cotton fabric of his tight white boxer briefs.
With my lips and nose, pressed tightly against the now more distinguished outline of his cock, it occurred to me that fully hard, this kid may even put his older bros, Shane and Blake to shame.
If Austin hasn't learned anything else from his four older bros, he definitely has learned one thing very well, how to verbally humiliate. "You like that? You like sniffing my underwear, faggot? Taste it! Go ahead, stick out your queer tongue and lick around my balls, then lick your way up my shaft, Go ahead fag, get a good taste of the underwear I've been wearing all day."
With Austin's hands still holding a tight grip on the back of my head, he began guiding my lips and tongue all around his tight basket. Often smothering me with first his cotton covered balls, then the outline of his shaft. "Lick it faggot, I wanna feel that tongue of yours gliding over my balls"
With my mouth and tongue now busy covering the entire front of his undies, I could actually feel his cock expand even more.
It was at this point, that Austin had me pull his boxer briefs down to the floor. "K shitforbrain, remove my underwear for me. It's time for me to find out just how good a cocksucker, my slaveboy is!"
Placing my fingers between his skin and his waistband, I proceeded to lower his briefs, down his well developed legs, taking a second to admire his thick thighs along the way.
As I have mentioned before, Austin may only be thirteen, but standing at approximately 5'7" and about 135 pounds, he was far from your average, scrawny, thirteen year old.
This kid, like his older brothers, spent time working out, and building up his young body. Probably more so to keep up the Clayborne Brothers image, than the desire to be the toughest dude in his grade.
Once I had lowered his briefs to the floor, Austin kicked those aside as well, landing them next to his jeans.
Once again, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, and forced my head back to his groin. "There it is faggot, here's the cock you been waitin for, all summer. Look at it, ain't it awesome? I swear it's bigger than Shane and Blake's already, whatdaya think? It is bigger, huh?"
I had to admit, it was bigger, a little longer, and thicker, and it wasn't even stone hard yet. "Ya dude! I can't lie, it is bigger than Shane and Blake's, maybe even bigger than the older twins!"
This made Austin's day. "Wooooohoooo! You're serious ain't ya? WOW! That's waaaaay fuckin awesome, I kinda thought I was bigger than Shane, but bigger than Cam and Casey too? Holy shit, I can't wait to tease em, no wonder Blake was in awe the first time he saw it hard, the fuckin fag is probably still jerkin off thinkin about it. Man, now he's gonna have to beg for it."
I figured it to be close to eight inches long, and maybe as much as six inches in circumference. I was still in awe myself, wondering how such a young kid could have such a huge dick.
Staring at it, I once again fell into a trance like state.
It was the feel of it slapping against my face that brought me back to reality. "K Fag, you've looked at it long enough, now get to work, but first, KISS IT!"
I wasted no time leaning forward, planting a kiss right on the huge head, hearing Austin giggling, I quickly pulled away, once again embarrassed. I knew he was giggling at how fast I obediently followed his command. "Woooohooo ! You don't waste a second jumping to my orders when it comes to kissin my dick, do ya? Go ahead! KISS IT again queer boy, then kiss my balls."
I once again kissed his cock-head, then lowered my mouth to his nut-sac, kissing it several times. Then looking up into Austin's eyes, and seeing a huge smirk on his face, I knew he was getting off big time, having a dude four years older than him, so totally under his control.
As I thought to myself, the power this kid must be feeling right now, has to be nothing short than fucking awesome.
I continued looking into his baby blue eyes, waiting for my next instructions. I didn't have to wait long, feeling the palm of his hand slam across the left side of my face, stung like hell, even bringing an instant tear, and nearly knocking me over. "What the fuck you waitin for? Get to work and BLOW ME, FAGGOT!"
Placing his hands on the back of my head, and shoving his massive cock-head past my lips, I knew instantly, that he was gonna fuck my face hard and fast.
I did everything I could to prepare for the major workout my mouth and throat were in for.
Relaxing my throat muscles, and doing whatever I could to avoid my teeth from scratching the skin of his huge cock.
My intuition was right on, after Austin made a couple of quick jabs in and out of my mouth, he held my head tightly with both his hands, then without any warning, he gave his huge cock one hard thrust, sending it all the way home.
I began immediately choking and gagging beyond control, even with all the practice I've had sucking his bro's off these last few months, didn't prepare me for punishment my mouth and throat were now taking from this younger kid.
With his cock buried to the max in my throat, and my nose pressed tightly against what few pubes he had, my breathing capability was fading away, as he stood there laughing, while choking me to death with his cock.
"What's the problem faggot? Is my cock too much for ya? Ya don't sound too good, are ya chokin to death on my huge dick? YA want me to pull out? Is that it, huh?? Speak up you fuckin fag! Oooooh! I git it, ya got your mouth full, and can't talk is that it, why ya cryin pussyboy, is little Austin hurtin ya, huh? Is he? aaaawwww poor little fag can't breathe, cause he's got little Austins big cock jammed in his windpipe, I can tell ya this much, your gaggin feels awesome against my cock-head, yeeeeaaaah! Wicked awesome! You fuckin faggot!"
I felt my self getting dizzy, I knew I couldn't hang in there much longer, the tears falling down my cheeks like a frigging waterfall, I even gave up on pounding on Austin's legs.
Then, probably figuring I would be no good to him, passed out on his bedroom floor, Austin pulled his dick out of my mouth completely. "K dickbreath, just wanted you to get a look at my cock fully hard, before I fuck you queer mouth with it, look at it, ain't it fuckin huge? Go ahead faggot, lick that stuff off the head of it, then get ready, this time I'm not stoppin, till I fill you're belly with my cum"
I struggled desperately to regain my composure, breathing heavily, wiping the tears from my face, trying to get my breathing back to normal. Forgetting that Austin had given me an order to clean his cock-head.
This time, it was his fist that slammed, into the side of my face, knocking me completely over onto my side. "GET UP FAGGOT! Next time, I tell you to do somethin? You better hop to it, or I wont stop with a love tap, got it?"
My jaw was in pain big time, looking up at Austin, as he stood over me, his legs spread wide, his hands curled into fists, the wicked evil grin on his face, and his eyes penetrating into mine, told me, I had less than a second to get back up on my knees.
Once again kneeling in front of him, I leaned forward, and licked my saliva along with his pre-cum, off his cock-head. "That's better, how's your jaw feel by the way? Want summore? Or are ya ready to do as I say?"
Looking up into his eyes, I rubbed my painful jaw, "I'll do what you say dude, you didn't have to punch me!"
Austin's grin grew wider, "ya I did have to, I wanted to feel what it's like to beat the fuck out of a dude four years older than me, I was hopin you were gonna take your time gittin up, so I could continue. But, I'm sure there'll be another opportunity soon enough, meanwhile, get back to blowin me, you fuckin queer!"
I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around Austin's huge cock-head. Feeling him yank hard on my hair, I knew he was ready to continue punishing my throat.
I once again prepared my self for the worse, as I felt him begin pumping my mouth with brute force. I placed my hands on his bubble butt, and could feel the muscles in his ass working over time. He had such a sexy butt, so smooth, and round, yet powerful at the same time, as it pummeled my mouth and throat, with thrust after thrust.
With the pounding my mouth and throat were taking, it wasn't long before the tears starting running down my cheeks once again.
I did everything in my power to accept his cocks brute force, as it continued non stop beating up the inside of my mouth.
Every few moments, he would bury it all the way in, while standing above me, listening to me gag and choke, but he wasn't leaving it there for as long as he did the first time.
Just when I thought he would go hours before climaxing, I began hearing a soft moan, then I felt his butt cheeks tense.
He pulled nearly all the way out, leading me to believe he wanted to fill my mouth with his young thick seed, but then again without warning, he slammed all the way home, holding it there till I began choking, then he withdrew it halfway, I felt his butt cheeks tense, once again, and then the hot boy juice, began hitting the back of my throat rapidly, spurt after huge spurt.
He withdrew his cock a little more, allowing his massive load to fill my mouth. "Ooooooh fuckin take it fag, fuckin take it, EAT IT, you fuckin faggot, yeeeeaaaah! Eat my fuckin cum. Ooooh yeeeeaaaah! SWALLOW IT! I'm goona fill your fuckin belly with it! Oooooooh fuck yeah! Gettin blow jobs is waaaay fuckin awesome, oooohhhh fuck, here's summore for ya, EAT IT ALL, queerboy!"
I was beginning to think there was no end to the load of jizz shooting from this dudes cock, I had already swallowed a heap of it, my mouth was full, and I could tell some of it was leaking out the corner of my lips, yet it kept coming.
Finally after swallowing a few mouthfuls, Austin pulled his cock from my mouth, and smeared whatever was remaining all over my face, pumping his cock with his fist, till the very last tiny drop leaked from his piss slit.
I felt wet patches of his cock drool, on my cheeks, forehead, eyelids, and chin. I shocked my self, by wishing I could lick it off my face! I loved the taste of his cum, it was soooo sweet, and I soooo wanted more of it.
Hearing his childish giggle once again, made me look up, our eyes connecting, and locking. "That was waaay awesome, even better than when my queer brother Blake blows me. Fuckin way better! Now I see why my brothers like fuckin your face so often. I gotta tell ya fagboy, I'm sooo glad our schools are next door to each other, cause after tomorrow, you're gonna be bringing me home every day. Yep! every day, cocksucker, ya hear me?"
I wondered why after tomorrow, then remembered he and Dustin had business to take care of. I nodded my head yes. "Sure Austin, I'll give you a ride home every day dude. I mean it's not like I have much of a choice right? By the way, are all your brothers aware that you're getting blow jobs from Blake now?"
He looked a little puzzled that I was asking such a question. "Nah! Not all of them, actually only Cam knows, less Blake told Shane, I haven't seen much of Shane, so haven't had the opportunity to tell him, he spends loads of time at Chips ranch these days, workin on some project I hear. Anyways fagboy, get down on all fours, I'm gonna ride you into the bathroom. Gotta take a wicked piss now"
Meanwhile, at that very moment, Shane was over at Chips, going through his own little trials of humiliation.
With Chip immensely enjoying his first and only fuckfest with his new slaveboy Shane, earlier in the summer, he decided that today he wanted something more than just a suckboy.
He and Shane were once again in the guest house, where they had set up two large, thick mats on the floor. Placed there specifically to practice their wrestling skills, for the upcoming wrestling season at school.
Chip meanwhile has spent tons of time and effort working-out these last two and a half months. His reasons for doing so were multiple. He wanted to climb to the next weight class, currently the same weight class that Shane would be wrestling in.
His secret plan, was to out wrestle Shane in this weight class, during the try-outs. Thereby humiliating Shane in front of the coach and the entire team.
However! His number one reason, for spending countless hours working-out was simple, it was cool that he had complete, and total control over his best friend Shane now, but, he wanted more.
Ever since that very first night, back at the Clayborne Ranch, when he made Shane and Blake his personal cock-suckers, he has felt that either of the twins, if they ever decided to do so, could easily over power him, with them both being physically stronger, there by ending his new dominating role over them.
This fact alone, obviously made Chip feel a little uncomfortable at times.
Therefore, he set a major goal for himself, he was going to become stronger than either of them, with more bulk and more muscle, he would be able to dominate his best friend mercilessly, and with way more confidence.
Now after two and a half months, the hard work-outs were beginning to show, in not only his physical appearance, but also in the amount of strength his body has now acquired.
The problem was, Chip didn't want Shane to notice how much muscle had been added to his body. He wanted to wait, and surprise Shane the day of the tryouts.
Therefore these last couple of months, Chip has been hiding under baggy jeans and sweatshirts, never undressing fully in front of Shane. Avoiding sleep-overs, and settling for only blow-jobs, with his dick hanging out the fly of the jeans.
This of course created the current problem today, wrestling fully clothed, when they were accustomed to wrestling and horsing around nearly naked. When Shane brought up the point, asking Chip why they were going to practice while fully clothed, Chip quickly blew it off, with what appeared to him as a logical reason. "Dude? Things have changed, you're a fag now! We are here to seriously practice, we can't concentrate on our moves, if you're busy checking out the bulge in my underware, now can we?"
This of course humiliated Shane to tears, but that was fine with Chip, in his mind there was no such thing as too much humiliation for his personal cocksucker.
The other far more important problem at hand, is this, Chip wanted more today than just a blow-job.
He laid awake half of last night remembering how awesome it felt when he fucked Shane's brains out a couple of months ago.
Now here they are, in the very same room it happened in, and Chip wanted more than anything else, to relive that day, not another month from now, but NOW!
Yet for the life of him, he couldn't figure how to do it while fully clothed.
Then an idea popped into his head, as he thought to himself. "Maybe, if I blind fold him, hmmmmm! Ya! That's it!"