Date: Tue, 26 Apr 2005 11:13:08 -0400
From: EvilGenius638@netscape.net
Subject: Invisible: Brian's Fantasy (Chapter 5)

Chapter 5: Brian's Fantasy

Brian gawked at J.B.  He had absolutely no idea what was happening, and I
knew it.  I walked up behind him with a pair of scissors, and slid them
down the length of the back of his shirt.  It fell to the floor, and he
leapt forward, banging into the bed's footboard and landing face first on
top of J.B.'s exposed equipment.  J.B. let out a loud groan as his balls
were smashed by Brian's chin.  This wasn't planned, but it would work, I
thought.  I jumped on top of Brian's back and sat on him, holding him down.
I grabbed up the tape and scissors off the comforter, cut two long pieces
off, and tied down Brian's arms to the posts that held J.B.'s legs.  I cut
off two shorter pieces and taped his ankles down to the posts as well.  I
cut off one more long strip, and, applying the tape to the back of Brian's
neck and winding it around under J.B., I effectively tied Brian's head down
on top of J.B.'s package.  Brian was making moaning and mumbling noises
through J.B.'s balls, unable to turn his head and say anything.

   J.B. remained motinless throughtout this.  He had drifted in and out of
sleep without realizing he wasn't alone in the room until Brian fell on
him.  I had taped over his ears earlier, blocking out sound, and had
blindfolded him with the extra scraps of his own dark boxers.  He was
stirring now, apparently uncomfortable in this new position.

   Shawn and Joe were still locked in the closet.  I would use them one at
a time, it would be no problem to manipulate those idiots, even if they
were bigger than me.  They were banging on the door yelling to get out, but
I had pretty much been tuning them out this whole time, and would continue
to do so.

   Now for the declothing of Brian.  I grabbed the titanium steel scissors
again and positioned them at Brian's tailbone, right where his jeans'
waistband was.I clipped slowly down his crack, cutting his boxers off too.
After a minute, the two useless pairs of jeans and boxers lay in pieces on
both side of Brian.  He had been moaning very loudly into J.B.'s balls,
which were now drenched in his saliva, him being unable to control it.
Copying what I did to J.B., I taped his ears shut, and then used a piece of
his dark boxers as a blindfold.  Now he was really wiggling around
nervously.

   I wish I'd brought my camera, I thought, looking at Brian Benson's naked
form with his face pressed into J.B.'s package.  Both lay motionless on the
bed.  They seemed to both know they were being controlled, not bothering to
try and escape, succumbing to their predicaments.

   Now I would begin the fun.  I moved off the bed, and stood at the
footboard between Brian's outretched legs.  I dove for his asshole, found
it, and sucked on it a while, dipping my tongue in and out, lubing it for
what was to come.  Brian flinched at my first touch, but settled in and
apparently wanted more.

   I lubed up my dick with my own spit, positioned it on Benson's hole, and
pushed it in as hard as I could.  He let out a scream, which was stifled
through J.B,'s balls.  I pumped in and out hard and fast, and I noticed
that Byan was near tears as he moaned loudly.  I wondered if this was his
first fuck or if he had been fucked before when experimenting.  As I pumped
in and out rapidly, I saw that Brian was in a way masturbating J.B.  His
entire body was moving with my forceful shoves, and with every push I made,
Brian's face was pushed up onto J.B.'s dick.  Looking up, I saw from the
bit of J.B.'s face that he really was being jacked off, and enjoying it a
lot.  I came closer and closer to orgasm, and with one final thrust,
sprayed my jiz inside Brian.  He let out a big moan himself, and looking
down, I saw that J.B.'s bomb had exploded too; A long gob of cum was spread
down the whole of J.B.'s torso and onto his face, making a long white line.
The smaller spurts he made seemed to be being smeared all over Brian's
face.  I looked underneath Brian to see that the bedsheets and his stomache
were cum-covered too; he must have came with us.

   I pulled out of him and rested on the floor.  As the two bonded boys'
breathing and mine slowed down, I seemed to come out of a stupor.  I didn't
know now but would learn in the future that that was in fact pleasing to
both of them; they were both bi, although J.B. tended to like girls more
and Brian guys.

   Hammering was still being made in the closet, although less often and
not as hard.  Good, they're nice and worn down, I thought, and got up off
the bed to commence my plan.


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