Date: Thu, 24 Apr 2003 23:53:00 -0400
From: chaz <chale@maine.rr.com>
Subject: Dominated by the Twins pt.5

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are
consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another.  Please
write: unkle_c@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story

          "Dominated by the Twins" pt.5

Before he had even finished that last sentence he came crashing down on my
painful abs with his knees.

Then as my limp body laid on its side, clutching my gut, he straddled me,
then rolled me over. He wrapped his tight legs around my extremely sore gut
and tightened his legs in the most powerful body scissors I had ever felt.

I started screaming immediately, the pain was that severe.

The dude just laughed, and applied even more muscle, tightening his grip
around my stomach to the point where I felt I was going to pass out.

With what little strength I had left, I pounded his muscular legs with my
fists, I may as well have been punching a brick wall for all the good it
did.

With each little added pressure from his legs, I screamed even louder than
the time before.

This must have been a complete and total turn on for him, because with each
of my screams, he would laugh an evil little laugh. "What's wrong wuss? Is
the younger boy beating you too badly? Aaaawwww! Poor little senior, are
you being beat up by a little freshmen? K, let's try one of my other
favorite holds on ya!"

Feeling his legs loosen around my abs, was like someone handing me a
million dollars.

He knelt beside me, then turning my worn and battered body over onto my
stomach, I felt him straddling my back.

The feel of his butt on my lower back, should have been a warning that more
pain was on it's way.

I felt his hands under my chin as his fingers interlocked there.

Then he lifted my head and neck up, forcing my head backwards, slowly he
continued bending my neck, till once again I was screaming in pain.


I was hopelessly trapped in a camel clutch, screaming my lungs out for
someone to help me.

Yet this only encouraged the kid to continue. "You can scream all you want
you fuckin fag, no one's gonna hear ya, and I love hearin ya cry out for
help. Turns me on, knowin I can make a dude your age cry. I bet ya like
feelin my butt on your back like this don't ya? Hmmmmmmm? In that case tell
me how this feels."

The kid started riding his butt up and down my back, easing up on the
pressure as he slid forward, and adding to the pressure as he slid
backwards, till I screamed in agony.

He then started bouncing up and down on my back, lifting his butt high up
in the air, only to come crashing down on the small of my back.

Each time knocking the wind out of me.

He continued doing this till I managed to gather enough breath to plead
with him.

He was enjoying this beating immensely, laughing his evil little laugh each
time I pleaded with him.

Suddenly he stopped bouncing on my back, turned me over and straddled my
chest, now for the second time today some tough younger teen was sitting on
me, with his full crotch less than an inch from my mouth. "What's wrong
wuss? You don't wanna play anymore? Hmmmmmm? I thought by the way you were
looking at me inside, that you wanted to feel my body, soooooo? How's it
feel so far, want more?"

Looking up into his evil eyes, I could barely speak. Yet somehow, between
my sobs, and the pain from my abused gut, I managed to plead with him once
again. "Look dude I'm sorry if I looked at you wrong when we were inside,
if you let me go, I promise never to look at you again." it was then he
spit in my face several times, then smiling down at me he gave me some hope
the beating was now over.

"Aaaawwwww! I made the little girl cry, sooooo sorry! If you weren't
enjoying this as much as me, all you had to do was to beg me. Tell ya what!
You can start now! Beg me like the little wuss you are, to stop hurting
you!

BEG ME NICE AND LOUD! Actually! I want you to repeat after me. Pease dude?
Please don't beat me up any more, you're waaaaay stronger than wimpy me,
and I'll do whatever you say FOREVER, if you promise not to beat me up
anymore! Now lets hear it FAG! Nice and loud"

My first thought was, what's up with all this frigging spitting, and
begging shit! First I have to beg the twins to let me taste their cocks,
now I have to beg this young punk not to slap me around anymore!

As his spit rolled down my cheeks and mixed with my tears, I looked up at
the fourteen year old kid sitting on me, and repeated what he wanted to
hear. "Please dude! Please don't beat me up any more, you're waaay stronger
than wimpy me, and I'll do whatever you say FOREVER, if you promise not to
beat me up any more!"

A wicked huge smile now appeared on his face.

"damn! Dude? You must be soooo freaking embarrassed, being beat up by a 14
year old freshmen! Have you no pride faggot?"

I hated this town more and more, with each passing minute.

What the fuck was wrong with all the dudes around here?

Why did they all have to show how fucking tough they are?

It was painfully clear that I would be seeing a lot more of this young dude
and that he and Shane were going to enjoy humiliating me.

A familiar voice came from out of no where, "AWESOME BEATING DUDE! I told
ya, you'd have no problem taking him. Me and Blake fuckin lost it hearin
him beg ya to stop beatin on him, that was just too fuckin rad dude! Isn't
he every bit the fuckin wuss I told ya he was? Dude make him open his
mouth, then spit in it, he'll fuckin swallow it for ya! Go ahead dude, me
and Blake filled his fuckin fag mouth with our spit, then told him to swish
it around and get a good taste of it, before swallowing it, I mean fuck
man, he'll even give you a fuckin blow job if you want him too. Even lick
the sweat off your nuts, trust me dude, he'll do whatever you say. Oooooh
by the way fagboy, meet our best bud Chip, Chip? Meet the fagboy!"

Once again, for what seemed like the hundredth time in the same day, I felt
tears running down my cheeks.

The tears were not so much from the pain, although the pain was tense, I
was crying from the humiliation, I was being subjected to.

Here I was laying under a 14 year old kid, who was sitting on my chest
after he just beat the shit out of me, and was now getting ready to spit in
my mouth, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.

Looking down at me with a huge grin, as though I was his newest trophy, he
spoke to me as if I was his pet puppy. "K faggot boy, open up wide, Chip
has something for you, something you're really gonna like, but, I don't
want you swallowing it till I say so ok?"

Knowing better than to resist, especially with the twins standing on each
side of my face, I opened my mouth wide.

Chip leaned over till his mouth was directly over mine, and drooled longs
strings of spit, one long string after another. Over and over again.

I could feel the spit building up in my mouth, and tried hard not to think
of it as spit, I was afraid once my mind acknowledged what was in my mouth,
the spit from some 14 year old punk, I would barf.

Shane and Blake were more than happy to cheer their little friend on. Shane
being the first. "Ooooh yeeeeaaah, feed him dude, fill his mouth with your
spit, ooooh my god Chip! We didn't even tell ya the fuckin best part! After
me and Blake fed him our cum, and made him swallow, we washed it down his
throat with our piss, FUCKIN SERIOUSLY DUDE! ask Blake. Didn't we bro?"

It suddenly occurred to me, that Shane was by far the more aggressive one
of the two. I have often heard that in sets of twins, one is usually very
dominating while the other is more passive.

Blake agreed with his bro, "Yeeeeaaaah! Chip? I couldn't believe it, he's
the only dude that we ever pissed on, that opened his mouth when we told
him too. I am sooooo serious dude, we actually got to piss right in his
mouth, he didn't even spit it out, honest!"

I now had a healthy portion of Chips spit inside my mouth.

As Chip pulled his face away from mine, and sat up right. "K you freaking
perv, swish it around inside your mouth then swallow it. Damn you guys got
me so frigging hard talkin about blow jobs and pissin in this faggots
mouth. But, to be honest, I don't know if I could ever let another dude
blow me! I haven't ever gotten head yet! Sherry Tillman came close to
blowing me last month, I wanted to try it soooo bad, but the cunt backed
down, right when I placed it on her tongue. BUT geeez! Another dude giving
me head? I don't know, seems weird to me, I'll piss in his mouth though!"
Chip gleefully offered.

Hearing these words come from Chip, I gulped down the spit without even
thinking about it.

I literally started praying that no one would ever piss in my mouth again.

The talk went back to blowjobs, Shane was insisting his little bud at least
try it. "aaaawww come on dude! No one is ever gonna think you're queer for
lettin another dude blow ya, they only think that way if YOU blow
someone. Not when someone blows YOU.

Ya gotta try it at least once dude, if ya don't like the feelin, then ya
never have to do it again, that's all! I promise ya dude, you'll fuckin
love the feelin of makin a dude weaker than you, blow ya. The feelin is
sooo powerful, knowin that the fuckin wimp on his knees has no choice but
to suck your hard cock! But! The feelin of having your dick sucked till you
shoot is by far the greatest feelin on earth, trust me! Just ask my bro,
tell him Blake what he's missin and shit!"

Blake showing his shy side, kind of hung his head a little, and whispered
"Yeah! Shane is right Chip, it's way awesome feelin your cock being sucked
by another dude, slidin it in and outta his mouth, listening to him choke
on your cock is way awesome too, then when you shoot in his mouth, and you
make him swallow your jizz? it's like nothing you've ever felt before,
HONEST DUDE! I swear on my ma's grave! You'll freaking love the feelin!"

I couldn't believe my ears, this dude on top of me was just a kid, yet
Blake and his evil twin, wanted to teach this innocent 14 year old the ways
of life, from the gutter up.

However! It seems that Chip had a mind of his own, and wasn't about to let
some bullies talk him into anything he wasn't yet ready for. "Naaaa! I
don't want a blow job that bad yet, I'll wait till some bitch is willin to
blow me. It just don't seem right doin that stuff with another dude!"

I wanted to shake this dudes hand, he may have just kicked my ass big time,
but he wasn't in the same club with his two buds here and that said
shitloads for this kid.

Hearing this from their best bud, didn't sit too well with the twins
though.

Shane seemed pissed, at Chips remarks. "wait dude! Are you sayin that me
and Blake are weird for lettin another dude blow us? Cause if that's what
you're sayin, we aint buds no more!"

Chip immediately climbed off me, and stood up. "NO WAY SHANE! You two are
my best buds, of course I don't think you're weird! I envy you two for
havin the guts to let some fag blow ya, really I do! but that isn't my
scene ya know?"

It appeared that Chips explanation was accepted.

However, Shane felt that if Chip saw first hand he and his bro being blown
by another dude, it would change Chips mind immediately. "K, but you're
gonna stay here and watch this fuckin loser blow us, I want you to see how
fuckin awesome it is to have this kinda power over another dude. K?"

Chip agreed, "COOL! I wanna stay and watch, besides, the faggot has to do
whatever I say forever anyways, so when you guys are done, I want him to
spit shine my boots for me. Hmmmmm! On second thought, Never mind, I don't
want your cum on my boots, he can get down and shine my boots another
time. I still wanna watch though! I haven't ever seen anyone get head
before, this should be kinda hot!"

Leaning down and grabbing a fistful of my hair, Shane pulled me up to my
knees. "Soooooo it's our little slave boy, I bet you didn't think you'd be
doing us again so soon did you? You know what to do, kiss my crotch, then
lick it, do the same to my underwear, lets show Chip how much you love
sucking on another dudes underwear. Then you can show him how good you are
at licking my huge nuts, before blowing me, and eating my hot cum. When
you're done with me, you can do my bro. BUT! Don't forget to BEG! Can't
touch my cock till you beg. Go ahead you fuckin queer, get to work!"

It was almost as though someone else had taken over my body and my mind. I
immediately leaned over without so much as a guilty or shameful feeling,
and kissed the thick bulge in Shane's jeans.

I pressed my lips against the soft denim material of his jeans, and kissed
the hard out line of his cock.

Doing this, and feeling the hardness of his cock pressed against my lips, I
lost all control of my self esteem.

I placed my hands on his hard denim legs, and gently caressed them while
kissing and licking the thick hard protrusive bulge through the soft denim
crotch.

Once again today, I was under his spell.

Shane had nothing less than complete control over me, and he knew it. "LOOK
CHIP! Look at him, feeling my muscles in my legs, he fuckin loves feelin my
muscles dude! Look at him fuckin lickin my dirty crotch, the fuckin faggot
can't get enough of my crotch, but wait till you see him lickin my
underwear. Dude? I swear you're gonna freak out when you see him suckin my
cock through my underwear. Yeeeeaaaaah you fuckin homo, show my bud Chip
how much you love my cock."

Shane's words were so humiliating, but I couldn't

pull my mouth away from his crotch, I was hooked, and for that moment, I
didn't care that he knew it.

His faded jeans were not the 501's he had on earlier, these jeans had a
button and a zipper.

Trust me though, unbuttoning the button on his tight jeans and pulling down
the zipper, wasn't exactly a piece of cake.

Once his jeans were down around his ankles, and my mouth was pressed
tightly against the soft white cotton of his briefs, the scent, and the
outline of his semi hard cock drove me wild.

That along with my hands planted on his bare,

well muscled legs, was enough to send me over the edge, but when he flexed
those muscles, my cock nearly ripped through my tennis shorts.

Not even the laughter of Chip and Blake, nor Shane's non stop humiliating
verbal abuse of me, was enough to pry me away from his crotch. "Look at him
Chip, sucking my underwear I've worn all day, he's such a pitiful fuckin
queer aint he? Go for it you friggin homo, eat my fuckin dirty
underwear. WAIT, Wait! I've got a better idea!"

Shane pulled my head away from his crotch, and turned completely around,
and ordered me to kiss and lick his cotton covered ass
cheeks. "YEEEEEAAAAAH! Kiss my ass faggot! Kiss it good. Then lick it
through my underwear. Yeeeeaaaa! You friggin queer, lick my ass! FUCK! I
got a better idea! Lay down dude, I wanna sit on your fag face while you
fuckin lick my ass!"

Now you would think this is where I would draw the line right?

Well! I certainly tried to, I mean kiss another dudes ass?

Then lick it?

Even though it was covered by his tight underwear, no way was I going to go
that low.

I immediately pulled my head away, and refused to lay down on the ground so
he could sit on my face.

"Sorry dudes! but that is not happening, there is no way I'm going to kiss
your ass even if you do have underwear on over it. And trust me! I will
never lick another dudes ass, so forget about it"

Shane turned around slowly, thrusting my face into the thick bulge of his
underwear once again. "Soooo you fuckin homo, you telling me you don't ever
wanna taste this again? Is that what your telling me faggot?

You never wanna feel this inside your mouth again? Never want it pressed
against your lips like this?"

Shane then placed his right hand inside his underwear, and pulled out his
most beautiful cock, and brushed it over my lips briefly, then pulled it
away.

Seeing it once again in the flesh, staring right into it's huge piss-slit,
I couldn't control the urge to lean forward to kiss it.

However before my lips, were able to feel the warmth of the most perfect
cock I had ever seen in my life, Shane stood back, refusing my desires, my
urges, my needs, my wants. "NO FUCKIN WAY FAG! You either do everything I
say, from this day on, with no exceptions, no limits, and no back talk, OR!
You never get to taste my cock again. What will it be?"

Having said that, Shane gripped a tight hold on his thick tool, and waved
it in front of me.

Several times brushing it over my face, under my nose, against my lips,
always quick to pull it away, when I opened my mouth to take it in.

I was going crazy, I wanted to taste it again, I needed to taste it again,
I absolutely had to taste it again, no matter what I needed to do. "K
Shane, I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want, if you just let me
taste it one more time!"

Loud laughter came from all three dudes, standing over me. Then while still
laughing, some verbal abuse came from Chip. "DUDE? You're fuckin pathetic,
you mean to say you'll lick another dudes ass, just to be able to suck on
his cock? THAT'S SOOOO FUCKIN SICK!"

Please write: unkle_c@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story