Date: Sat, 05 Feb 2022 03:08:34 +0000 From: Art Subject: Screwed C-7 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org I modeled gay porn scenes to support my younger brother, Johnny. and myself. I was screwed in multiple ways after Johnny discovered my part-time job doing porn. Then my straight brother became involved. Remember, this story is fiction and in no way condones or condemns the action Screwed C-7 Camden told the boys they would be away most of the day and promised to take them for dinner when they returned. "What time do you think you will be done?" Johnny asked. "Today's shoot might run long." Camden told his brother. Trevor looked sideways at Camden. "Uncle Donovan said it would be intense. Remember?" Camden mussed his brother's hair, kissed him, and walked out. Junior looked like he had the day planned as we ate breakfast. "What?" Johnny asked. Junior looked at the three of us as he swallowed the last of his cereal. "You guys ever do BDSM?" Johnny looked at Junior, not sure what he meant. "My dad and I sometimes have a friend of his over or I get one of my buddies who likes this stuff to come over. One or two of us get tied. The others get to do anything they want to guy tied. We can make them do nothing illegal. We cannot hurt them permanently, or mark them." "What do you mean, anything?" Johnny asked with concern on his face. "Let your imagination take over. What would you do to a guy who was naked and you could do anything to him? I've seen my dad do stuff to his friend. Sometimes, if I am the victim, he gets to do whatever to me. We whip anywhere on the body, make the guy do stuff that is embarrassing or hurts. Don't be afraid. The victim gets a word that if he says it. All torture ends." Before this week, Johnny had done no gay stuff. Now he had a crush on both his older brother and Timmy. "I don't know. Hurting someone sounds plain weird. And you say we can torture them. I don't know dude. I don't think I could hurt or torture Timmy or Elijah. I really like Timmy and Elijah is too young. He is only nine." "Kids younger than Elijah get into this stuff. I saw a video of a nine-year-old, Elijah's age, tied and tortured until he was screaming and crying as two friends whipped him as he hung by his wrists. They whipped his penis. All the while, he had a six-inch dildo rammed in his ass by another boy. He twisted and cried and screamed. He begged for mercy." "What about the safe word.?" "The session had no safe word, Johnny. There was a time limit of two hours. The kid agreed to suffer whatever his friends did to him for two hours. If he begged them to stop, they would. The penalty allowed them to fuck him anywhere they wanted, anytime they wanted. He would be theirs for an entire month. Even worse, his friends could have any boy fuck him during the month and others could watch. What the boy did not know until the torture started, he was told they would video the fucks, everyone, and send each one to his girlfriend." "What if he survived the two hours?" "That's the beauty of the torture. If he survived without begging, he got to fuck the two torturers. He could choose other boys to fuck them anytime he ordered wherever he thought would be the most embarrassing. He had control for the month. "What happened?" Elijah stated the question. The guy won. His buddies lowered him. He was sobbing and his skin was red with even a bit of blood oozing from the lashed parts. They even drizzled hot wax on his penis and in his hole. He couldn't stand. He was shaking so much. He had a smile on his face, though. His buddies did not look happy. As the kid lay on the floor, he commanded his two torturers to choose who would fuck the other first. He called five guys to come over and join in the fun. You know what was embarrassing for the two torturers? Two of the boys this kid called were little brothers. The remaining three were on the kids' hockey team. They would get to fuck their co-captains. All the action was taped. Each torturer took it in the ass from each boy for ten fucks, total. By the end, both boys were sobbing. The worst part. They had to watch their taped performance while of the two, embarrassing them more. The two were told if they did not each cum three times while watching the video, the tape would be edited so only they were identifiable. They would send the tape to each member of the hockey team, plus the coaches. "Did they cum three times?" "Did you get a copy of the video, Johnny?" Johnny shook his head. "All of them are on your team. You know who the co-captains are. You just don't know the three players. Elijah. The two little brothers are in your class at school." Timmy looked at his friend, then at his little brother. "This is sick, dude. There is no way I would do this to my friend and my brother. No way." Elijah and Johnny agreed. There was no way on earth Junior could persuade them to take part. Junior gave the three a devious look. "If I showed you the video with their faces not blurred. Would you try a session?" The three stared at each other as if trying to decide. A secret sign passed between them. Johnny cleared his throat. "No, junior. Not interested. Junior looked at Johnny. "Dude, you thought your hockey buds were straight. I'm telling you; your two co-captains are as bent as can be. You have three other players who like to fuck guys. This is not their first time doing this stuff. They have guys on the team and in your class who like ass action. Aren't you curious?" "Little dude, Elijah. You got two boys in your class who do this stuff, not only with each other, but with other boys in your class. They get together for parties at a middle schooler's house, sometimes for two nights at a time. The sex is amazing. Aren't you interested in knowing?" "How do you know this? You do not live in our area." Two of the middle schoolers are cousins of mine. Their dad and my dad are brothers. The dads do each other each time we get together. They let me and my cousins watch before we go to the party. Gets us in the mood watching my dad and uncle getting passionate with each other. They want us to watch and learn. We are so ripped when we get to the party; we give our butts to whoever wants our ass. I took six one after another in the first hour, once. Lots of guys watched, making comments on which boy fucked me the best. Everyone got a view. I put on a show they still talk about. My ass dripped cum the entire night. I loved it. I loved seeing all the guys naked. Everyone had to take their clothes off as soon as they arrived. Four of your teammates have younger brothers and they brought them along. Your teammates, being older, they have longer cocks. I love taking an older teen's thick rod. I stared at Junior, not knowing what to say. Timmy and Elijah, well, no way I would let them get into this stuff. Junior kind of bounced, looking at the three of us. Timmy looked first at Elijah, then at me. He wagged his head, indicating I should follow him to the bedroom. He closed the door, turning to face me. "Are you thinking of doing this?" I shook my head. "Are you, Timmy?" No, I am not. Junior is too wild. He does sex stuff that is not loving. It is just sex." "I agree. I would like to learn who the three other hockey guys are. I never would have guessed our co-captains Craig and Donnie were into gay stuff. They are so macho, so in control. I never would have guessed our co-captains like dick." "We will not agree with Junior's plan?" "Junior already is fucking Elijah. We need to monitor him. Especially since kids from his middle school throw those sex parties." "Elijah is not easily led. He is very independent. We returned to the living room. Junior was masturbating. What else could we expect? Elijah had some Eco-terrorist documentary on the screen as he ignored Junior. "Put that thing away," I told Junior. I realized then that he was naked, so he had no clothes in which to hide himself. I was about to turn away to watch the documentary when Junior gave a moan. I turned just in time to see his entire body stiffen, his toes curled. He clamped his legs tightly to squish his balls as he shot. A little shot of juice dribbled from his slit. He saw me watching his body as it shuddered with aftershocks. I stared at him and though I had seen him like this before, and more, I had to watch. He saw me staring. He smirked. "Clean me up with your tongue. If you do, I'll put the video in for all of us to enjoy." I looked at Timmy. I wanted to see the video. I did not want to lick Junior's cock with my boyfriend watching. Timmy looked at me. Then he looked at Junior. "If we both clean your cock, then can we watch the video?" I thought Timmy made a suitable compromise. Junior stared at us as if thinking. Juice dripped onto the side of his shaft. "Okay. You both have to be naked and Elijah has to watch and take pictures. Oh, he has to be naked too, and all of you remain naked while we watch the video." Timmy called his nine-year-old, no longer a virgin, brother over and explained the deal. "Heck, yeah." The squirt said. "I want to see which of my classmates like sex with guys." He stripped his clothes off faster than we did and held the phone, ready. I looked at Timmy and we undressed. "One more thing," Junior said. "Get yourselves hard before you start. You can't do yourself. Use your buddy's mouth. Elijah and I want to watch." Junior had a feral look on his face. "Junior, take excellent pictures. I want clear shots of their mouths. You two get down in the 69 position." As I licked Timmy, I knew Elijah was taking pictures and making videos. After we were hard, we would lick this ten-year-old-kid's cock. I almost called everything off, but Timmy's dick tasted so good. Plus, I wanted to see who the three hockey players were who liked to do this stuff. I forgot that Timmy and I were fourteen and were perving on a ten-year-old's dick and the pictures would be proof. Last week I believed myself to be straight. I did not hate gays. This stuff was not for me. Or so I believed. Now I had had gay sex and was 69ing another guy. I was screwed. I just did not know how screwed Junior was going to make me. Let me know. Comments and suggestions at: < acgib1943@protonmail.com >. Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org