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"Dominated by the Twins" pt. 9
Chip dismounted Blakes chest, then approached Shane, as the two slapped each other a high five.
It was apparent that poor Blake was totally humiliated, I felt so bad, I gazed at him, wishing there was something, anything, I could do to comfort him.
I found myself being angry at Shane for outing his own bro, wondering how a brother could do that.
However, my anger soon eased a bit, when Shane walked over to his twin and hugged him. "Don't worry bro, no one else is ever gonna know your secret, I promise! You just gotta learn that I'm the one in control, I'm the boss, and you need to learn to never ever interfere with me or Chip, when we're having fun, ok?"
Shane continued hugging his bro, as Blake stood there quietly sobbing.
He felt betrayed by his brother, and rightfully so, but his love for Shane was undying, and he was quick to forgive. "K bro! I know you're the boss, I just felt sorry for the fagboy, that's all! I promise never to interfere again, and I mean it, but bro? Why does Chip have to be such an asshole at times? Can't you please tell him not to be such a jerk to me? Please bro! Tell him to stop using me as his private punchin bag, Tell him to stop using me as his boot shine boy! I'm not his slave, but he uses me like I am. Please tell him to stop using me! PLEASE?"
Hearing Blake crying and begging Shane not to allow their bud Chip to use and abuse him ever again, brought a smirk to Chips face.
He enjoyed immensely the humiliation he subjected his bud to tonight, and now that he had been given his first blow job, he no longer cared whose mouth worshiped his young dick. His feelings now were, a mouth is a mouth is a mouth!
Listening to Blakes request, and not about to make any such promise, Shane held his bro at arms length, and spoke to him as though Blake was just a child. "Listen to me Blake, sometimes you can be a bad boy, and when you're bad, you need to be punished. Chip is my best friend in the whole world, and I trust him to punish you properly, just like he has always done. Now! Maybe the punishment he inflicted on you tonight was a little different than usual, but to be quite honest, I found myself getting off on it. You like it when I get off don't you? You always say you do! Anyways now that he knows you're a fag, he is probably gonna wanna punish you in the same way I do, kinda like he did tonight! Sooo all I can say to you is, you gotta try harder to please me and him, and don't do anything to make him wanna punish you, OK? Cause truth is bro, I can't stop him, he's my best friend!"
I glanced over at Chip and saw the same evil grin I have seen on Shanes face several times today.
I then looked back at the twins and saw Shane wink at his bud Chip, and I knew that the humiliation Blake was subjected to by Chip, would continue, as long as Blake needed to be punished, or Chip needed to get off.
Shane used his hand to wipe away the tears from Blakes eyes, and spoke softly to him, yet loud enough for us all to hear. "why you crying dude, didn't you love the taste of Chips cum, didn't you love sucking it off his underwear? Seriously bro! You can't tell me you didn't love every single bit of his cream, cause I just know you did. It's true isn't it? You loved sucking his warm cum off his undies huh?"
There was a long breath taking silence, then Blake bowed his head and spoke. "Yeah! I did like the taste of Chips cream, I loved sucking it right off his underwear, it's just that he is meaner than you are bro! Waaaaaay meaner! He loves beating the shit out of dudes, and I HATE it when he beats me up! Only you can stop him from doin that bro, only you!"
Listening to Blake speak, it finally clicked, that he may be a little slow.
My heart went out to him, I wanted to go to him and hug him, and tell him everything would be ok, but I knew that things would be different now, his secret was out to Chip, and Chip like Shane, is a horny teen.
I watched as the three walked off. Shane turning back to yell to me, "don't be late fag! Or trust me! I will put these muscles to good use!"
When I returned home, the porch and hallway lights were on, but all other lights throughout the farm were off. A good indication that mom was sleeping.
I was tired myself, more tired than I could ever remember being. I chuckled to my self as I thought, hmmmm! Maybe that's why they call it a blow "JOB"!
I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of milk. Mom had left me a note "Hey hon! I missed you all day today, did you have an interesting day? Hope you made at least one new friend, if not, not to worry, I'm sure you'll meet some one real interesting soon enough! See you in the morning, love ya!"
Realizing I may be gone by the time she awakes, I left her a note as well. "Hey mom, how did you guess? As a matter of fact I did meet some one very interesting! Noooo! I take that back! I actually met three VERY interesting new friends! I may have left before you get to read this, will be at the Clayborne Ranch till probably mid day, see ya when I get back, love ya too! Cory!
While laying in bed, I could not help but think about the twins. How could their bodies be sooo identical, yet their minds be soooo opposite?
Blake was so passive, so loving, yet so afraid, (even with his muscular strength) to fight back.
He tries so hard to mimic his bro, to be as evil as his bro, and although he sometimes succeeds, there are other times it just isn't within him to be that evil.
He obviously is very much afraid of Chip, I noticed it when he was kneeling beside me, and Chip approached him, and while Chip stood over him, Blake started trembling!
I wondered how often Chip beats him up, and humiliates him.
However often it may have been, I knew that after tonight, the humiliation Chip would impose on Blake, would be taking on a whole new theme.
Realizing that just the thought of the twins, Shane in particular, could make me hard as a rock, I started fisting my dick, shooting a massive load, then drifted off into dreamland, where I dreamed about them yet again.
I awoke the next morning from the music of my alarm clock.
Sheepishly looking at the time, and wondering why in hell I should be dragging my sore body out of bed at 5:00 am, I hit the snooze, and fell back to sleep instantly.
Doing this several times, before remembering where I was supposed to be at a certain time.
I glanced at the clock, 5:50 am. "Holy shit!" I yelled out loud, as I jumped out of bed and rushed to the shower. "I'm fucking dead meat" I kept repeating to my self over and over again!
I wanted a long hot shower. Noooo! Let me rephrase that , I needed a long hot shower, I was sore all over, every bone and every muscle was hurting.
Therefore I took my time in the shower, rewarding my body for all the abuse I allowed it to take the day before.
Once away from the heavenly bliss of the invigorating shower, I stared into the mirror, wondering how in hell I was going to explain a black eye, and a good size cut on my lip, to my mom.
I returned to my room, and sat on the edge of my bed, pondering my new lifestyle.
Watching the minutes on my clock slip away.
I asked for this, yep, I did!
I have known, ever since that day when I got caught by Brad staring at his awesome basket, that I become very week and passive, when I see a more than ample crotch.
Sometimes wondering what it looks or feels like.
So I guess the old saying, "be careful what you wish for" isn't just an old saying after all!
Looking at the time, I shuttered! 6:35 am, I may just as well climb back into bed, and get some more rest, I mean if the twins are going to beat me up for being late any way, then I may as well be completely rested, right?
Not sure how much longer I slept, but I was awoken by my moms voice calling up to me.
I stumbled out of bed and went to my door, to see what mom was yelling about. Once I opened my bedroom door, I immediately heard voices downstairs. Still in my jocky briefs, I yelled down. "Hey mom? Suuuuup?"
Her reply scared the hell out of me. "Hey hon! Good morning! You have a couple of friends down here waiting for you, should I send them up to your room?"
Without even looking in the mirror, I knew I had turned as white as a ghost.
A trillion thoughts were going through my head, as I stood at my door totally shocked and unable to answer.
It wasn't until my mom yelled up to me again, asking me the same question. "So Cory, I'm still waiting! Should I send them up?"
With a voice not very enthusiastic, I replied. "Sure mom, send them up."
Before I even had time to dress, my door flung open, and in walked the twins. Not being able to distinguish one from the other, I could only assume it was Shane that ran up to me, and punched me hard in the gut.
Then as I doubled over in pain, he proceeded to undress. "I told you what would happen if you were not on time, didn't I?"
I watched in complete bewilderment as both twins stripped themselves in my bedroom. It wasn't until I was able to catch my breath from the powerful punch Shane drove into my gut, that I asked what they were doing. "Dudes what the hell are you doing? Why you getting undressed?"
Each ignored me, till both were standing in front of me, with only a jock on.
If this was happening any where but my bedroom, with my mom just downstairs, I (needless to say) would have been a little more than excited, to have two very hot dudes wearing nothing more than jock straps, standing in my bedroom.
My eyes, obviously had a mind of their own, as they focused on the huge bulge within each jock, and would not travel beyond those mouth watering packages.
Moving from one wicked hot bulge to the other, till finally, I was able to tare my eyes away from their very ample packages, up to meet their eyes.
Still not sure which twin was which, I looked from one to the other. "listen man! I'm so sorry about this morning, but I really did over sleep, I would have come to your ranch after I awoke, honest! But whatever! My mom is just downstairs, why you guys standing there practically naked?"
With an evil grin on his face, I was now able to tell Shane apart from Blake. He pointed down to the floor directly in front of him. "get the fuck on your knees faggot, you are waaaaay late at takin care of bussiness!"
I was feeling confused, scared, and a little shocked, and did I mention horny? OK! Forget horny for right now!
I nearly screamed out loud. "ARE YOU DUDES SERIOUS? My mom is right down stairs, I can't do something like that now or here! Seriously dudes, you gotta stop doing those drugs so early in the morning!"
I guess I went a little overboard on pissing Shane off, as he spat in my face.
He then grabbed a tight fistful of my hair with one hand, and placed his other hand on my shoulder, forcing me down to the floor in front of him. "The only one here that's gonna be on drugs faggot, is you! Once I'm done beating the fuckin shit out of ya! Now start munchin on my fuckin jock homo!"
I tried pleading with them once again. "Dudes? Please not here! I'll go with you any where and do whatever you want me to do, but not here K?"
A power slap from Shane told me there was no negotiations to be made.
I grimaced in pain as the palm of his hand sent me to the floor on my side.
He once again grabbed a tight fistful of my hair and pulled me to my knees. "Let's try again fagboy, start sucking my jock, wash it for me real good, with your fagboy tongue, NOW!"
Looking beyond Shane just a few inches, I noticed my bedroom door was still fully opened. "OK! I'll do it, but you have to close the door, my mom could come up stairs at any time dude!"
Blake turned towards the door, but Shane grabbed his arm. "NO Blake! Leave it open, too bad if his ma comes up and sees her precious little boy sucking on my cock! It's about time she learns he's a fuckin faggot. Hell! Who knows, maybe once she sees the size of our young cocks, she'll want in on the action, ya know? Yeeeeaaah! she can do my bro, while her son sucks the warm juice right out of my dickhead! Now! This is the last time I'm gonna say this queer boy, start suckin my jock"
I panicked, my moms room is just across the hall from mine, she would surely make a trip to it, before I finished blowing the twins.
I needed to get them off as quickly as I could. If I could just give them each the best blow job they've ever had in record time, then maybe, just maybe, I could finish before my mom decided to make a trip to her bedroom.
I nuzzled my face into Shanes huge bulge, starting at his nads and working up, licking every inch of his tight dirty jock strap, then starting over again.
The odor from his dirty jock was kind of disgusting, I could make out the scents of dried piss, and sweat.
I hated it, and after pulling my face away from it a couple of times, Shane grabbed my head, and held it tightly pressed into it. "You love it don't you fagboy? YEAH! You do, you're gonna love washing my dirty jocks while I wear em huh? Fuckin right faggot! Now lower it to the floor, and beg me to let you lick my balls, yeah fagboy! BEG me nice and loud, so your ma can hear!"
I lowered the jock to the floor, and found my self once again hypnotized by Shanes beautiful cock, as it flopped out, slapping me in the face.
I couldn't take my eyes off it.
Why was I soooo in love with his cock?
I tried to stay focused, on where I was, and how badly I needed to get him and his bro off as soon as possible, but I couldn't move, it took a rough pull of my hair by Shane to bring me out of the trance like state I was in. "I said beg me, faggot!"
The forceful yank of my hair, by Shane, hurt like hell, I did all I could, not to scream out in pain. "Please Shane, please can I lick your balls for you. Please let me wash your balls Shane, I promise to do a good job!"
Shane responded with a wad of spit right on my forehead, "Louder queer boy, much louder, I don't think your ma heard you!"
I now panicked even more, he was deliberately trying to out me to my mom. I hesitated, only to be spat on again. "Do it fag! Nice and loud! Unless you'd prefer to go a few rounds with me, and maybe break up the house a little!"
I did as Shane ordered, I repeatedly begged him, nice and loud, to let me suck his balls.
He finally gave in. "Go for it queer boy, wash my nuts for me with that warm tongue of yours."
Shane stood there, slightly spreading his muscular thighs, allowing me easy access to his tight nads.
I moved under his thighs and started licking, allowing my tongue to clean the bottom of his sack.
While my tongue was busy lapping away at the underside of his balls, I accidentally brushed my tongue over his crack, sending him over the edge. "Oooooh fuck dude! go back, go back, that felt way awesome!"
I cringed, it was just an accident, no way did I want to lick his crack! No way was I going to!
The other night when I did it, he at least was wearing underwear, but now I'd be licking the real thing, NO WAY!
I started to buck away from him. "No way Shane! I'm not licking your butt dude, that's fuckin gross man!"
Before I even knew what was happening, I was being dragged by my hair to my bed. Shane was straddling my chest, his beautiful cock was resting on my lips, and he had a powerful mean grin on his face. "now fagboy, do I really need to remind you, that you are to do whatever, whenever, wherever! DO I? Cause if I do have to remind you, you'll never get to taste this again, I promise you!" Shane smiled down at me, brushing his awesome cockhead across my lips.
I parted my lips, and stuck out the tip of my tongue, trying to wiggle it inside his piss slit. Only to be power slapped, "I have told you over and over again you fuckin homo, you never, ever get to touch my cock, till you have begged me to let you! You ever do that again, I seriously will beat the fuck out of ya! NOW! You gonna lick my ass, or what?"
I was literally seeing stars, my face was stinging from the slap, this dude is one powerful kid for his age.
I couldn't even imagine never being able to touch or taste his love muscle again. I knew what I had to do, and once again I cringed. "K Shane, I'll do it"
The smirk on his face said it all, even before he opened his mouth. "Yeah! Fuckin right you'll do it, you didn't even have a choice you fuckin faggot!"
Turning his head and smiling at his twin, Shane hoisted himself up and did a complete turn, sitting directly on top of my face with all his weight.
I was thankful for one thing at least, there was no fowl odor.
His butt was very tight and muscular, and he loved this new position. "Yeah! Faggot" he giggled "your face gets to play the part of my saddle once again huh? Let me feel it faggot, let me feel your tongue inside my crack!"
I was struggling to breathe, it felt as though I was being smothered.
I tried opening my mouth to stick out my tongue, but even that was difficult to do.
With a little time and effort, I was able to stick my tongue deep into his crack, sending Shane into orbit. "Oh my God Bro! ooooh my GOD! you gotta have him do this to you, this feels so waaaaay fuckin awesome. The fags tongue is licking my ass bro! How fuckin cool is that, huh! WOW! I hope your ma comes up now faggot! This is way more humiliating than her seeing you suckin my cock, whatdaya think? Now she can see you licking my ass instead"
This led the twins into hysterics, laughing their balls off.
I was surprised at how Shanes butt smelled like soap, and licking it, wasn't nearly as horrible as I thought it might be.
However, when he raised him self up onto his knees, and used his hands to spread his butt cheeks, I got a birds eye view of his hole, and that is exactly where he wanted my tongue.
He was having the time of his life, and wanted to see just how far he could push me. "K fag! Good job! now I wanna feel your tongue tickle my hole, go for it dude, stick your tongue in my hole, show me how much you love my cock!"
I had no choice, just as he said before, besides, I was beginning to have different feelings towards Shane.
I know he's evil, but I'm beginning to like him. I had never met anyone like him.
Even the worse bullies back in Chicago, weren't as mean as Shane and his bud Chip. Shane demanded respect, and to respect him, is to like him. Hmmmmmm! after giving it more thought, maybe it's just lust. I can't be really liking a dude as mean as him! Can I?
I drove the tip of my tongue into Shanes tight little hole, and he cried out in ecstasy. "Ooooh Fuck! Ohhhh fuck bro! Aaaaaaah man! This feels soooooo freaking awesome bro!"
I didn't have to work at it too long before Shane turned him self around once again, and started jacking his hot cock for all he was worth. "Open up you fuckin fag, and get ready for breakfast. I'm gonna feed you a quart of my hot cream, you fuckin pig!"
When Shanes pistol started shooting, I actually believed it very well may be a quart. He aimed his cock head at my wide open mouth, and blast after blast after blast of warm, thick, creamy, boy juice shot directly into my mouth.
I thought I would swallow it fast, so as not to taste it too much, but Shane had other plans.
He filled my mouth then barked at me not to swallow it. " Don't swallow it till I tell you to, ass licker! I want my bro to jack off inside your mouth too! Remember what I said? That soon you'll be begging us for our cum? Well that may happen before the day is over fuckface!"
After Shane ordered me to clean his dick off, he dismounted me.
I had a mouthful of Shanes cum, and was ordered by Blake to kneel down in front of him. "K Fagboy! Crawl over here on your hands and knees, I haven't gotten off since yesterday, so you know, I have a mouthful for ya."
I was kind of surprised to here this from Blake, he wasn't one for words, maybe he and his bro had a heart to heart last night after Chip beat him up and humiliated him in front of me, Or maybe he resented me now, for witnessing the humiliation Chip put him through. Either way! He was snarling at me, with a huge smirk on his face.
I took my place, on my knees, in front of Blake, as he let his jock strap fall to the floor.
I had a little time to gaze up and admire the body standing over me, as he started pumping his semi hard-on.
Who would have believed these two hard cut bodies, with such good looking faces, were only fifteen?
Blake pumped his cock rapidly. Staring deep into my eyes.
Less than a few minutes later, large spurts of warm boy juice joined Shanes load inside my mouth!
Blake was right, he did have a mouthful saved up.
It took him way longer to empty his balls, than it took him to jack off! Even after I was convinced he was dry, another few small spurts would fly into my opened mouth.
I wasn't able to keep all the cum between both brothers inside my mouth. Blakes heavy load, sent some dribbling out the corners of my lips.
Now with both dudes looking down at me, Shane ordered me to swish it inside my mouth. "K cumbreath, now swish it all around inside your faggot mouth, get a real good taste of it, don't swallow till I tell ya!"
Their cum was either a little more acceptable than my previous tasting, or I was starting to get used to it. In any case, it wasn't nearly as bad.
I thought it might even taste a little sweeter than what I had tasted the day before.
After swishing it around inside my mouth for a few minutes, Shane gave me permission to swallow. "K fagboy, now swallow it slowly, a little bit at a time."
Looking up at the twins, while I knelt in front of them eating their cream, I noticed not one, but two evil grins, confusing me even more so, as to which dude was Shane, and which was Blake.
After taking my last gulp, the one I assumed was Shane, asked me if I enjoyed my breakfast. "Soooo! Tell us cumbreath, how was breakfast, bet you can't wait till lunch huh? Too bad your ma, didn't pay us a visit, now, she will never know the awesome show she missed. Get dressed, you're going to our ranch"
So incredibly thankful, that mom never came upstairs, I couldn't help but wonder if she had heard any of what was said by us.
However! If she did, she never let on.
As we all headed downstairs, mom called from the kitchen, "You boys hungry? I can make some breakfast!"
Asshole Shane was quick to reply, with the biggest grin yet. "No thanks! we've all had breakfast, maybe another time, if the offer is still open then!"
My mom isn't the brightest mom in the world, so she never got the "we all" part. "Well of course the offer will still be open, I'm just happy that Cory has met such wonderful friends, and twins no less, my my my, I just bet you two can stir things up a little!"
I if she only knew, I thought to myself as we headed for the door. "K mom, I'm going to their ranch, catch you later, have a good day!"
What she said next, caught me totally off guard. "ok Cory do you have everything you need? Your toothbrush, a change of clothes?"
I stopped and looked at her, "huh? What do you mean?"
She then looked back at me, as if I had three heads. "Well dear, if you're spending the next couple of days at their ranch, don't you think you should be bringing those items?"
I immediately looked at the twins, seeing their evil grins, I knew they had plans for me, for the next couple of days.
When one of them opened his mouth to speak, I knew right way it was Shane. "Yeah dude! I think you're gonna need your toothbrush, but we have just plenty of toothpaste, and mouthwash for ya, no need to bother with that."
to be cont:
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