Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2016 23:53:38 -0400 From: Fmhar1969@aol.com Subject: Fireman's Son, Chapter 8 Archive; "Fireman's Son, Chapter 8" (Rob) (BBB oral anal) This has been a difficult chapter. I knew I wanted the twins to be more experienced than Tony's other jock buddies and into bondage and domination and other things. I knew I wanted them to have a "dungeon," but I didn't want Steve to have a bad experience. Let me know what you think of this new chapter. Did I succeed? Toward the end of writing this chapter, I had a "brainstorm" of how to add more action to the end with a couple of additional characters. But it was already the longest (I think) chapter in the story so I decided not to pursue it. I might write a short Chapter 8a, but I'm already a long way into Chapter 9. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com. Thanks again to those of you who wrote regarding the previous chapters. I hope you will enjoy this one as well. The story is copyrighted by me in 2016 as the owner of it and all legal rights pertaining to it. (1) If you are not of legal age where you live, do not read this story! (2) Since this is an entirely fictional story, a fantasy if you will, it takes no notice of the dangers of recreational sex with multiple partners. In real life, be careful and be protected. Nifty is a wonderful free service that depends on your donations to stay up. Give it a try at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html or click on "Donate" on your screen. Chapter Eight The Twins A few days after Matt left, I was home alone. Dad was on duty, and Mom had just left for work. I was already bored and wishing for some action. I had really gotten used to getting fucked by Jimbo and Matt every day for the past couple of weeks and was horny for some cock in my ass and down my throat. Matt was back on duty and Jimbo had gone with his family to visit his grandparents for a couple of weeks. I was just thinking of getting out the dildo Matt had given me to remember him by when the phone rang. I answered it hoping it was something or someone exciting. "Hey, Steve, this is Jon White. Jim and I are at the mall and wonder if you'd like to meet us for some playtime." "What did you have in mind?" I asked. "Jimbo told us how much fun he and his brother had with you the past couple of weeks. How you were really willing to do anything to take care of them. How `bout meeting us at the mall and we can go to our house and show you some of our stuff. Our parents are away and we thought you might like to be our boy for the day. We're both pretty horny and thought you could take care of that for us. Jimbo tells us he and Matt have been keeping you busy with some pretty rough stuff the past two weeks, and we thought we could come onto the court and give you some of the same. Like we said the other night, we know what pussy-boys like. You're not the only one in town." I quickly said yes and told them I would ride my bike to the mall and meet them. I took a quick shower, paying special attention to my rear end, put on shorts and a tee-shirt and hopped on my bike. When I rode up to the entrance where Jon had said they would meet me, they were there waiting. "Great to see you, Steve," Jon said with a big smile. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close into his hard body. As he released me, his hand slid down my back and onto my ass. "I've been thinking about getting back into this pussy of yours ever since Jimbo told us what a great time he and his brother were having using you," he said, giving my ass a hard squeeze with his big strong basketball player's hand. I thought to myself "using" was sort of an odd word, but then had to admit that's what Jimbo and Matt had been doing, using me to get their rocks off. I was just a hole – two holes actually – for them to stick their cocks into, and that's what the twins wanted, too. They wanted to use me like they would use a whore, except I was for free! Well, that was okay with me. I wanted to be used! "Yeah, we've been talking about the night at the cabin, remembering how you took us all on and kept asking for more," Jim said. "Give me your bike. I'll carry it to the van." I let him have it and he picked it up and hiked it up on his shoulder. He was wearing a tank top, and I could see the carrot-red hair in his armpit. His chest muscles, his huge bicep, moved under his smooth skin as he balanced my bicycle there. "Come on, we're parked just over here," he said as the two studs started walking toward the parked cars. I followed. We arrived at the rear of a Cadillac Escalade. Jon opened the rear door and Jim tossed my bike in. "This is our mom's car. We drive it sometimes if we have something to carry." We went around and Jon opened the door for me. "We'll ride in the front and you can have the back seat all to yourself," he said. "Why can't I ride in the front with you guys?" Jon stepped closer to me, pushing me with my ass against the seat. He reached down and squeezed the front of my shorts. "You are hot to trot, aren't you," he said as he increased the pressure on my hardening dick. "The kid's already getting a hardon," he said to Jim who was getting into the driver's seat. He released his hold and slid his hand up under my tee-shirt, tweaking my nipples. "Her little nips are getting hard, too. We better get a move on or she'll be assaulting us in the car." He lifted me up and plopped my ass on the leather seat. "You can't sit in front `cause there a big console taking up the middle," he said as he got into the vehicle. We got settled in and Jim drove off. "I can sit on your lap." "Yeah, sure. You'd have my cock out and sitting on it, and I'd be fucking you before we got out of the parking lot." As we drove out of the lot, Jon turned around and asked when I had to be home. I told him Mom wouldn't be home from work until about six o'clock. He grinned and said, "That ought to give us plenty of time to shag your ass – and mouth. I can't wait any longer. Get out of those clothes and let us see that cute body of yours." I looked around at the traffic. "I can't do that. Everybody can see me." "No problem," Jon said. "This is specially tinted glass. We can see out, but nobody can see in. Come on, pussy, give us a show." "Yeah," said Jim as he caught my eye in the rearview mirror, "strip for us back there. Show us what we're gonna get to use as soon as we get to our house." "Okay," I said as I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and kicked off my shoes. I got up on my knees and started to unbutton my fly." "Do it slow. Tease us." I finished undoing the buttons and opened the fly just a little. Then I turned around facing the rear and slowly pushed my shorts down as I moved my butt from side to side. I pushed them down a little more, exposing the top of my ass-crack and stuck my ass back toward the front seat. Jon reached back and rubbed his hand over the exposed portion of my butt. I playfully slapped his hand away and turned back around to face the front seat. I could see Jim's eyes in the mirror watching me. I opened my fly a little more, just enough to show my patch of curly pubic hair and the base of my hard cock. I knew, though, that they weren't interested in my cock so I turned back around and pushed my shorts down to my bent knees exposing my whole butt to their view. "Fuck! Look at that ass, bro!" exclaimed Jon. "Round and firm and fully packed! I can't wait to get hold of that pair of melons." "Fuck yeah," said Jim, who was having a hard time keeping his eyes on the road as they darted back and forth from the windshield to the mirror. "Pull `em apart. Show us that tight pussy. I can still remember how tight it was on my cock back at the cabin. Tight the first time I fucked it, tight the last time." I reached back and grabbed the cheeks of my ass, pulling them apart so the twins could look into my crack and see the little brown eye at its base. I worked my ass muscles, knowing I was causing my sphincter to flutter open and shut. "Shit, bro, look at that tight little cunt winking at us. Push it open, Steve. Show us the inside of that pussy," Jon ordered. I relaxed the muscle and pushed out, making my asshole open up and the edges push out to form what looked like pink petals around the open rosebud. It was a trick I had learned to use to tease Tony when we were playing around. "Fuck! I gotta get me a feel of that," Jon said as he reached over and ran his fingers around the puffy rim. This time I didn't bat his hand away. Instead, I worked my muscles some more, making my asshole move under Jon's exploring finger. "Put it in," I said. "Let my pussy kiss your finger. Yeah. That's it. Feel her kissing you, inviting you in. Give me some more. Let me feel you inside me," I said, begging this time. Jon got on his knees and turned around in the seat so he could lean over and slowly pressed his finger into the warm, welcoming hole. Deeper and deeper he went, feeling my ass massaging his big finger, until he was all the way, probing and exploring the tight tunnel of hot flesh. "Oh yeah! That's good! That feels so good! Put another one in. How much longer before we get to your house? I need to get fucked. I can't wait for both of you to fuck me, just like you did at the cabin. Spit me between you, one in my mouth and the other in my ass. How long?" While Steve was moaning his litany of need, Jon had slipped a second and then a third finger into his open and welcoming hole. "Not long now. We're almost there." "Yeah," Jim said. "I'm turning off the road now. Just a few minutes and we'll be there." The Whites lived out of town in a large old house that had been built over a hundred and fifty years ago. It had once been the headquarters of a large farm. On the twenty-acre tract that had been carved out when the farmland was sold to a big agricultural corporation was the house, a nice barn with what had once been a carriage house, but was now used as a garage, attached to it. There were other outbuildings. They all were situated on each side of the rear yard of the main house. READER ALERT: Sorry, my brain slipped into third person at this point. I didn't realize it until way in. I tried changing back, but that messed up some of the descriptive material that I liked. Please bear with me. Jim drove the Escalade past the house and pulled up inside the barn-garage. Jon pulled his fingers out of Steve's ass. As he opened his door, he said, "Get your clothes on and follow us if you want our cocks." He opened Steve's door and the boy scrambled out as he pulled on his clothes. They went through a breezeway that connected the building to the house, through the door into the back hall and up the back stairs to the boys' bedroom. When they got there and closed the door, they ordered Steve to strip out of his clothes while they did the same. When they were all naked, they ordered Steve to kneel and suck their cocks. He did so, alternating on the identical cocks sucking and nibbling and pulling with his lips and teeth on the long foreskins that hid the big heads. As the cocks began to harden and the skins retracted slightly, Steve burrowed his tongue under them, licking and tasting the man-tastes hidden in the folds – piss? cock drool? leftover cum? sweat? – all delicious to the newly-awakened taste buds of the little cock-slut. Soon the twins' rods were hard as steel. As Steve moved from cock to cock, he took the opportunity to nuzzle his face into their crotches and give their ball-bags quick licks and sucks. "Yeah, that's a good slut, get those balls warmed up. They've got work to do churning out the jizz we're gonna be sending up your ass and down your throat." Steve took this as approval. He increased his efforts, slurping on the hairy sacs, sucking on the big orbs inside the folds of skin, nipping at the hairs and pulling on them with his lips and teeth. Then he moved up the haired crease of the groin with his soft, wet tongue, savoring the taste of the man-sweat that had accumulated in those most secret places. Reaching the bases of the twins' still-hard cocks he kissed and sucked and licked his was up to the ends. The long hoods had slipped partially back to cover the base of the slimy cockheads. Once more Steve burrowed his tongue under seeking more tastes he might have missed or new deposits that had pumped out from the enlarged piss-slits. When the twins had had enough of Steve's oral ministrations and their cocks were back to steel-hard, Jon blindfolded him so he couldn't see anything. They took him by each of his arms, raised him up and led him forward. Steve heard what sounded like a door opening and Jim said, "We'll keep you steady. We're going down some steps. Don't worry, we won't let you fall." After they had gone down what seemed to Steve to be a lot of narrow wooden steps with a couple of turns, they stopped on what felt like a cold stone floor. Steve heard the click of a lock and a door being opened and then he was led forward and the door shut behind them. The blindfold was removed and Steve looked around at the most unusual room he had ever seen. In fact, he had never seen anything like it. Directly in front of him was a large X-shaped form standing against the wall. There appeared to be restraints attached to each end of the arms. To the side was a rack that was hanging from the ceiling with chains and cuffs attached to it and beside it were shelves that had on them various things that Steve had no idea what they were. In the middle of the room was a padded bench, somewhat like a sawhorse, with cuffs at each of its feet. As Steve continued looking around, he saw hanging in the alcove formed by the landing of the stairs what looked like a small leather hammock. "This is our private place, where we bring our special friends, friends like you whose only purpose is to give us and other men pleasure. Our parents have never been down here. In fact, they don't even know this room exists," Jon said. "This is an old house and it has lots of secrets," Jim continued. "There are quite a few boys like you around and a few men who have been invited to join us here from time to time." "I don't know about this. This place gives me the creeps. Sure, Tony taught me how to take care of him and I really enjoyed doing that for all you guys at the cabin. I liked you all using me for sex, fucking my ass and making me blow you. I liked it that some of you were a little rough on me, ramming your hard cocks up my ass and down my throat, But I don't know about what this stuff looks like. What do you even do down here with all these crazy things?" "It's the same thing we did in the cabin, Jon said, "just with some extra equipment. Jimbo tells us you really got off on how he and Matt treated you. How rough Matt was on you, ordering you to service him, making you do everything he wanted you to do. No matter how rough they were on you, Jimbo said you loved it. We just want to make you submit to us, to rough you up a little just like Matt and Jimbo did, but with the added excitement for us and you, we hope, of a little restraint and maybe a little punishment if you don't do what we say. We won't make you do anything you don't want to do, anything you didn't do for Jimbo and Matt or all of us that night in the cabin." Jim added, "Sure, there are some boys who want more. Some of the guys who come down here want to be punished, to be hurt a little. Some of them want to be hung on this rack or on the cross and whipped a little before we fuck them. They want us to dominate them. There are other things that some of them like us to do to them. It makes them hornier to be punished and feel a little pain before they have the pleasure that they'll be getting from our big cocks. Some of their dads don't punish them, even when they fuck up and know they deserve punishment. They think since they've been bad and not punished for it, they don't deserve to have the pleasure from our cocks unless they are punished beforehand. Some of them just like the pain. We know you're not like that. You just want to serve us like Tony taught you. Tony said you needed cocks, lots of cocks. That's why he turned you over to all of us, his friends. He knew we would give you what you need. You just want to suck cock and have cock in your ass. We know that's what you want. Look at your cock. It's standing up hard just like ours. We all want the same thing, you going down on us, you giving us your ass even though you're not sure about what you see down here. "Yeah," said Jon. "Look at us. Look at our big hard cocks, our strong, hard bodies. We're men and you're just a pussy-boy made for men to use. You want our cocks fucking you down your throat and up your ass, don't you? You want us to fuck you and make you suck our cocks, don't you?" While Jon was talking, he moved to stand behind Steve. He pressed his hard cock into Steve's ass crack and pulled him back against his hard body. "Feel me against you. Feel my hard dick at your ass." He put his arms around Steve and moved his hands over his chest down his belly and back up to caress his little nips, teasing them with his fingers, pulling on them. Jim stepped forward and his hands joined his brother's, rubbing and caressing the younger boy's smooth hard body, alternating with his brother squeezing and pulling on the hardening nipples. One hand moved down and gave Steve's hard dick a few strokes before moving to cup his balls and give them a soft squeeze. "Yeah. I want you guys to use me like the other night. I loved it when all of you used my mouth and my ass, when the two of you used me together. Tony promised me you would take care of me after he left," Steve moaned as he leaned against the twin behind him, feeling himself relaxing, giving in, wanting these two high school twin studs to use him and getting a little excited thinking about what they had said, how they wanted to use him. He didn't know about the punishment and especially about the pain, but he wanted these to jock studs to dominate him, just like Tony did, just like Matt did. "So what about trying a little something different," Jim coaxed as he led Steve toward the padded bench. "Lie down on your stomach and stretch your arms and legs down to the cuffs and we'll fasten you down so we can use your mouth and ass just like you want. You'll be at our mercy, but we'll be doing what you want. We'll be fucking your mouth and ass and you won't be able to move. We can use your two holes any way we want and you'll have to take it any way we give it to you." The twins pressed the unresisting but still somewhat hesitant Steve onto the bench and pulled his hands and feet tightly down, restraining them with the cuffs attached to the base of each leg. They stood up, one on each side of him and went back to caressing him, running their big basketball player's hands over his shoulders and down his back until they were fondling the round melons of his ass. Then they moved down onto the backs of his thighs and calves massaging the strong, young legs. The hands moved back up until they were once more cupping Steve's ass, fondling it, pulling the cheeks apart to reveal to the horny jocks' eyes the crevice, at the bottom of which rested the prize, the sweet little brown bud so tightly closed, but soon to be opened, soon to welcome the invasion of hard, blood-engorged stud teen cock. The aggressive, merciless invader Steve had come to love, to long for, the invader that would plunge into him, plundering his hot, moist, needy hole, filling him. Steve moaned as the fingers began to explore the crevice, stroking, pressing down, getting closer and closer to their goal. "Oh yes! Go deeper! Let me feel your fingers on it! Let me feel them in it! Please, I need them in me!" SLAP! A forceful hand came down on Steve's pert ass. "Quiet, bitch! You don't get any say. You're ours to do with as we want." But the fingers did as Steve had asked. They found the pucker and pressed slightly on it. Steve moaned and tried to raise his ass up, but two hands pushed down and held him hard against the bench. But again, the fingers granted him his wish. Two fingers, one on each side, pressed down and forced their way through the tight sphincter and into the warm moist hole. Slowly, they continued to press into him, spreading the tight muscle open as they explored deep into his rectum. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeeesss! Yeeesss! More! Mooorre!" wailed the twin jocks' helpless victim. "I think he needs more than the finger fucking we're giving him. What do you think, bro?" Jon asked. "Hell yeah. This bitch needs to get fucked, fucked hard and long, and I got just the cock to do it. I'm so hard my dick's throbbing and leaking all over the floor." "Yeah, mine too." The two fingers were jerked out and the little pucker closed up. "No! Don't take them out. Please, put something back in!" "SLAP! SLAP! Two hands came down at the same time. "What'd I tell you, bitch," two gruff voices growled in unison. "Keep your mouth shut and wait like a good little slut." Jon bent down and picked up the blindfold that had dropped to the floor and held it up toward Jim with a questioning raised eyebrow. Jim nodded his head yes with a grin as he stroked his thick leaking shaft. Jon reached over Steve's head and quickly fastened the blinders over his eyes. "You'll like what's gonna happen better in the dark," he said in a menacing tone. The two brothers stood on either side of the helpless boy, still boys themselves, but different: man-boys, jock-boys, stud boys, and ran their hands over Steve's back, down to cup his ass cheeks again momentarily sliding down and into the hungry pucker then back up to his shoulders, moving around his neck and onto his head. They ran their fingers through his hair and then down across the blindfold and under his chin. Steve kept quiet, not wanting another ass-slapping, even though he was dying for something sexual to happen. The fingers moved up his chin and pried his mouth open before sliding in and attacking his tongue. He quickly began sucking and licking on the intruding digits. "I think she likes having our fingers in her mouth," a voice said. (Was it Jim or Jon, Steve thought. Funny how being in the dark makes things sound different.) "Let's give her something else to suck on." "Yeah, but don't you think we ought to give her ass something?" "Yeah, I think she needs it." Jon stepped over the shelf on the wall and picked up a thick black dildo, holding it up for Jim to see. "This ought to make her happy." Jon lubed up the giant fake penis really well and moved to the side of Steve's butt. He pried the cheeks apart as he rubbed the blunt head up and down the smooth ass-crack. "Oh, yes," Steve moaned as he felt the invader rub down the hairless crease. Then he felt the pressure begin and as it sought to breach his defenses, he pushed out as Tony had taught him, opening the tight pucker to the invading knob. As Jon felt the muscle open and then close around the flange, he pressed the dildo down deep into Steve's needy hole. When it was entirely in the moaning boy, he snapped two elastic straps onto the sides of the bench, fixing the rubber dong in place. He then rejoined his brother at Steve's head. "Ready?" he asked. "Let's take it," Jim replied, and the two jocks pulled Steve's mouth open, pried both their hard cocks in forcefully and pushed into the boy's stretched open mouth as far as they could go. Steve sputtered and gurgled around the two invaders as the twins set up an in and out rhythm. They had clearly done this before. Just as they had the night at the cabin when they spit Steve between their big, hard cocks, they moved with practiced coordination as they double-fucked his mouth. After a few minutes, they pulled out, giving Steve a moment's rest and allowing him to catch his breath. "Got you, didn't we," Jim said. "You didn't expect that, did you?" "No, but please don't stop. Jimbo and Matt never did that. Please keep doing it, but who's fucking my ass?" "Just a friend helping us out. If you're good, you may get to know him better," laughed Jon as the two fuckers forced their cocks back into Steve's mouth. The two fucked Steve's mouth with practiced skill. One of them would pull out, allowing the other one to fuck deep into his throat for a while, then the fucker would withdraw and let the other take a deep fuck, then they would join together again in a continuing double-fuck. This went on and on until the two could tell they were both ready to explode. "Ready?" said Jim. "Yeah," his twin responded. They two pulled out together and pulled on their hard shafts a few times before their piss slits opened and began to shoot out blobs of thick teen cum over Steve's head. His hair was a mess of white splooge, his nose, mouth and chin were covered and dripping jizz onto the floor. Steve was screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as his ass was bucking up and down to the extent the dildo straps would allow. It was obvious to the watching twins that he was in the throes of a massive orgasm and that he was shooting his load onto the bench to which he was shackled. When Steve had calmed down and was quiet, Jon, whose cock, like his brother's, had softened after the massive load of cum had shot out of it and was hanging down over his hairy ball-bag like a thick sausage, walked up to Steve's head and ran his fingers around his lower face, gathering up the thick layer of cum, and shoved them into his mouth. Steve hungrily licked and sucked on the sticky fingers. He cleaned off all the cum and continued sucking on them. "Still hungry, pussy-boy?" the tall jock asked. "How `bout some water. Your mouth and throat must be feeling pretty raw." He walked over, got a bottle of water out of the frig and brought it back to Steve's head. As he twisted off the top and held the bottle to the boy's mouth, he nodded to Jim who carefully unfastened the dildo straps and slowly pulled the big fucker out of his ass. Steve drank thirstily and then asked, "Am I gonna get to meet your friend now?" "No. He has to take a rest, but don't worry, Jim and I have plenty more cock for you. Don't we, brother?" "Damn straight. In fact I'm gonna tap this pretty ass right now," he said as he rammed his once more hard fucker all the way up Steve's still tight ass. "You gonna get into that tight throat again?" "You better believe it!" Jon said as he dropped the bottle and grabbed Steve's ears and slammed his also hard tool into his mouth and down his gullet, pressing his curly bush into Steve's nose. "Eat that prick, slut! I'm gonna fuck you and send this load straight down into your belly. We're gonna feed you so much jock cum, you're gonna be shittin' it out all day tomorrow. We're gonna fuck you at both ends just like we did at the cabin and we got all day." The two jock brothers proceeded to power-fuck Steve just as they had the night of the party. And just like that night, after a while they pulled out and smoothly exchanged holes. They fucked and came and fucked and came until finally they decided to take a little break. "How're ya feeling, pussy? Getting' your fill of cock?" Jon asked. "Yeah. You guys are great. I haven't been fucked that hard since Matt went back," Steve mumbled, his head lolling off the end of the bench. "What you think, bro. Let's make Steve a little more comfortable. He must be tired of that bench." "Yeah, I think we can give him an easier place to be." They unfastened the restraints from Steve's hands and feet, and the two muscled studs lifted him easily off the bench and carried him over to the leather sling. Turning him around, they placed him into the embrace of the soft leather. "Oh, that feels good," Steve said softly with a sigh. "Yeah, that's better. Now just relax while we fix you up so you don't have to worry about anything," Jon said as the two brothers took Steve's relaxed hands and feet and fastened them in the sling's restraints, spread-eagling him, open and helpless for whatever they wanted to do. "Just relax there and we'll be right back." The two brothers went over and sat down. "So, what ya think, bro. We been at this more'n four hours. It's after noon. You think we oughtta get the kid something to eat?" "No. He's so zonked out on sex he wouldn't know what to do with it if we gave it to him. I'm sorta hungry, though. Why don't you go down and fix a couple of sandwiches and I'll keep the pussy company." "Okay, but don't you wear him out. I'll be right back." Jon walked over to the sling and stood beside Steve's head. "You okay, baby?" he asked as he caressed Steve's chest and belly with his big hand. He cupped Steve's cock and balls and gave them a slight squeeze. He could feel the cock swell a little. "Yeah. You still got some life in you, don't you, pussy?" Steve moaned softly as Jon's hand moved up to his chest. He cupped the boy's small pecs with both hands and rubbed his fingers over the little nubbins on top of them. Steve let out a little sigh as the stud rubbed them between his thumb and finger. "I bet you're ready to feed on some more cock, aren't you? I'm soft now, but I bet that sweet mouth could get me hard pretty fast," he said as he unfastened and let down the head rest of the sling. Jon put his had under Steve's head as it fell back to hang free. "Yeah. Open up that sweet pussy mouth for big Jon. That's good," he said as he slid his soft cock into the relaxed opening. He sighed as it slid easily down into Steve's gullet. The soft, wet membranes hugged the big cock and reflexively massaged it. He stood there savoring the feelings as his dick began to slowly harden. When Steve began to show signs of distress, he slowly pulled the now-hard cock out. He wiped it over Steve's lips and nose, sliding it around easily it being slippery with throat mucus and spit. He heard his brother come in and left the sling to go over to him. "He's got life in him still," he said. "Yeah. I can see. He's got you all hard again. You didn't come again, did you?" "No, just let him suck me `til it got hard." The brothers sat and ate their sandwiches washed down with a couple of cold beers. During basketball training and season they abstained, but in the off-season, on a hot summer day, there was nothing better than a tall cold one, nothing except hot, horny sex. The two jock studs never abstained from that! Anybody who said sex drained your energy and strength, didn't know what they were talking about. After they had taken a piss in the pail they kept in the dirt closet, they were ready to get back to Steve. They found their pussy-boy napping; his head comfortably nestled in the soft leather support Jon had refastened when he went over to Jim. They stood on each side of him and started playing with his chest and little nipples. Jim reached down and gave his cock and balls a soft squeeze. "The kid's a pretty good size for his age." "Yeah. Too bad it won't be any use to him." "You never know. He might turn into a cocksman when he grows up." "More likely a cock-hound," Jon said laughing good-naturedly. "Yeah. You're probably right. Tony really turned him on to cock." "And more good for us. We got all next year to use him and turn him out to our buddies." Steve began to squirm and his eyes opened to stare at the two jocks who were mauling his body. "You guys gonna fuck me some more?" For the next three hours the two basketball jocks fucked Steve in the sling, alternating ass to mouth and back again. Finally, when they couldn't fuck any more, they released Steve's hands and feet and helped him out of the sling. He could barely stand, but they walked him over to a chair and sat him down. "Here drink some water. You're probably a little dehydrated," Jim said handing him a bottle of cold water. "Thanks. Oh, that tastes good." The brother sat down beside Steve. After a few minutes he surprised them by sliding down onto the floor and beginning to suck on the big dongs that were flaccidly draped over the heavy ball-bags. "What the fuck! Haven't you gotten enough cock for one day?" Jim exclaimed. "I never get enough cock," the insatiable cock-slut said as he swallowed Jon's cock down to the pubes. After a little while, he moved over to do the same to Jim's. Then he pressed his face underneath and slurped on the loose folds covering their balls. "You can slurp and our cocks and balls the rest of the say, slut, but you ain't gonna get any more cock today," Jon said laughing. After this had gone on for awhile Jon, whose cock Steve was busy sucking on, pushed him off and stood up. "Okay, pussy, that's enough. We need to get cleaned up and get you back to town," he said pulling Steve to his feet. Jim also stood up and the three boys made their way up the stairs. At the top they stopped and Jim said, "Here's where we got to put the blindfold back on. Nobody gets to see how we get into this place." They bland-folded Steve and led him into their room. The door was closed and Steve turned around and around a few times before they took the blindfold off. Steve looked around but couldn't tell where the mysterious door might be. Everything looked just like a couple of normal high school jocks' bedroom. "Okay, into the shower. We got to get all this sweat and cum off and get back dressed." The three boys got into the big shower and washed. Despite what he had said about Steve shitting jock cum all the next day, Jon insisted on cleaning him up completely. While Jim bent Steve over, Jon took the attachment and cleaned out his insides. Being filled up with warm water while one stud bent him over and the other one administered the cleaning, excited Steve so much he started to get a hardon. "Shit, the little fucker's getting hard," laughed Jim as he reached in and gave a squeeze. Dressed again, the three went downstairs. As the got to the kitchen door, Jon asked Steve if he was hungry. "For cock," the smart-aleck said. "No more cock! You want a sandwich?" "Yeah. I guess I am pretty hungry now that I think about it." Jim and Jon made some sandwiches and the three boys sat at the counter and ate, drank Cokes, and joked with one another just like normal teenaged boys. No one would have guessed they had spent most of the day in a secret chamber having hard, rough sex. Nifty is a wonderful free service that depends on your donations to stay up. Give it a try at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html or click on "Donate" on your screen.