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"Dominated By The Twins" pt.. 2
I weighed my options, and decided that I would take my chances on them trying to convince people I'm gay, I mean hell, they'd have to lie and say I actually had sex with one of them to convince anyone that I'm gay. RIGHT?
Looking up at Shane sitting very comfortably on my chest, his tight package nearly resting on my chin, I denied being gay. "Sorry to disappoint you dude, but like I said, I'm not gay! Now if you'd please get up off me, you can say what you want to your buds at school."
I obviously wasn't very convincing, Shane grabbed a fistful of my hair once again, and smothered my face tightly into his man size crotch. "you're fuckin lyin to me dude, but that's ok, me and my bro have a way of findin out who's a fag and who ain't. We'll just drag you behind the barn here, and put you through some tests. If you pass, we'll leave you alone, if you don't pass, we'll give you a choice of either bein our slave, or us tellin the whole school. Only thing is, we'll have to punish you for lyin to us."
Shane climbed off me, and pulling me up by my hair, he dragged me behind our barn, just in case someone like my mom should show up, I assumed.
Once behind the barn, on the soft manicured grass, Shane ordered me to get on my knees.
I of course hesitated just a minute too long.
As I pleaded with him and his bro, to just forget about all this crap. "Listen dudes! I'm sorry for the remark I made about my mom, making any changes here, I'll talk to her, and try to convince her, we should just leave everything as it is. So with that said, can we please just stop this crap.
Blake said he's hungry, I'll get us some sandwiches and stuff, and the three of us can be buds, PLEASE?"
I didn't need to wait long for a reply, Shane's tight leathered fist made another powerful impact on my unsuspecting abs.
Followed by another, and yet another.
As I sank to my knees, trying desperately to regain control of my breathing ability, Shane grinned down at me, "That's better dude, may as well get comfortable, cause this position maybe your new permanent position in life.
Now let's get one thing straight, me and my bro are in charge here shitforbrain, we make the suggestions, not some friggin city fagboy like you.
Now here's what you're gonna do.
Take out your dick, while we do our tests on you, if it gets hard, before we finish our tests, that's proof enough you're a fag.
If it don't get hard, then we'll move on and leave you alone.
Get it out NOW! Or me and my bro will tie you up to this tree, and use ya as a fuckin punchin bag!"
Still clutching my sore abs, I fumbled for my zipper, and took out my soft 3 inch cock, letting the head rest at the opening of my cargo pants.
Shane positioned himself directly in front of me, legs spread wide, while he grabbed a fistful of my hair once again and forced my mouth and nose tightly against his denim bulge. "K dude! Just do everything I say, remember this is only a test!" Yeah! real funny I thought!
The smirk on Shanes face, was telling me, he and his bro had given this test to someone before. "To start with, I give you permission to kiss my crotch! GO AHEAD! DO IT! KISS IT!"
Watching his bro standing over me, controlling me, with no sign of a fight from me, must have gave Blake the idea that his bro was onto something. "Yeah fagboy! Kiss his crotch, show my bro how much you want to feel his dick in your mouth!"
I can't explain how humiliating this was, me there on my knees, with my cock hanging out. A dude a couple of years younger than me standing in front of me, ordering me to kiss his crotch, while his twin bro stood to the side of me, rubbing his tight denim basket with one hand, while massaging his left pec with his free hand.
Both dudes glaring down at me, as if I was some little fucking slut, they dragged behind a barn.
A forceful slap across my face, just a reminder as to who was in charge.
I proceeded to kiss the faded denim bulge in front of me.
As I felt Shane and his bro grinning from ear to ear. "Yeeeeeaaaah now were talkin, you like kissing my fuckin crotch dude? Yeeeeaaah I think you do! I think you wanna lick it! Ya do, don't ya? Uh huh! You wanna slide your tongue all over my fuckin crotch, DON'T YA? You wanna taste it real bad, go ahead dude, you got my permission, slide that tongue all over my tight crotch"
Listening to Shane talk to me like this, It became quite obvious that he was trying to gain total control over my mind.
I started feeling a strange sensation inside my stomach, I assumed it was nerves, and was hoping I wasn't having a panic attack.
Not wanting another hard slap to my face, I stuck out my tongue, and slid it over and across the outline of his semi hard cock, hidden behind the soft tight denim fabric.
Shane now feeling the power he held over me, ordered his brother to keep an eye on my cock for any signs of movement. "Yeah dude, you like takin orders from me don't ya? Use your hands dude, rub them up and down my legs while your busy lickin the outline of my cock! Bro! Keep an eye on his dick, tell me if it moves."
I placed both my hands on his hard legs, running my palms and fingers up and down his well muscled legs and thighs. He must have liked the feeling, either that or it was part of the test, his cock twitched, and he flexed his leg muscles, allowing me to feel the power within them, as I continued licking the thick outline of his cock.
The already tight denim wrapped around Shane's legs, stretched even more, while he flexed his leg muscles. Feeling his well defined legs and thighs, as I ran my hands all over them, caused my cock to twitch. I panicked for several reasons, #1 was this one of the signs the two bros were watching for? #2 was my cock trying to tell me something?
Blake must have been way too busy watching me licking his bros bulge to catch the little movement, because no mention of it was made to his bro.
Grabbing a tight grip on my head once again, Shane pulled my face away from his now damp crotch, and ordered me to start unbuttoning his tight 501's. "K dude! Unbutton my jeans all the way! Part 2 of the test is comin up. We'll see how well ya do on this part. I bet you liked feelin up my strong legs, while you were busy lappin at my cock? By the way? How old are ya dude, me and my bro are 15, you our age?"
Another embarrassing moment was upon me, as I was being forced to tell this young stud standing over me, that I was older than him by 2 years. While busy unbuttoning his tight jeans, which by the way was quite a project all by itself, I glanced up into Shane's eyes and announced that I was 17.
This little moment of truth brought a fit of laughter from the twin brothers. 'NO FUCKIN WAY DUDE?" Yelled out Blake. Making me believe these were the only words within his vocabulary.
Shane making my job of unbuttoning his jeans even that much harder, with his body moving all over from his laughter. "Ooooooh my GOD dude, you should be fuckin ashamed of your self. Letting a younger dude, slap ya around and control ya like this, must be fuckin humiliatin huh? Then again, you pussy city boys are probably used to gettin beat up by them younger gang members back in whatever fuckin getto you came from huh?
DAMN! Bro I wish chip was here, dude this bud of ours is only 14, I bet even he could beat you up! Yeeeaaah I bet he could give you a wicked good whoopin! And he aint even as tall as you!"
Shane continued laughing as I undid the last button on his 501's.
He stopped laughing long enough to pull the opening of his fly far apart, revealing a pair of tight white briefs, as he lowered the waistband of his jeans a little, his huge basket was now even far more apparent.
The white briefs now proudly showing off his full package, as they barely covered his nice sized balls.
It was now a clear view, seeing up close, the thick outline of his semi hard cock, topped off by a protruding, perfect mushroom shaped cock-head, even thicker than the rest of his cock.
I admit I was in awe, staring uncontrollably at the massive sight in front of my eyes.
Shane was quick to mention the star-struck expression on my face, "Look bro! The dude is startin to drool, and his eyes are glued to my fuckin bulge! Go ahead dude, I'll let ya press your mouth against it if you want! I don't have a problem with ya kissin and lickin my fuckin underwear, go ahead, press your lips against that bulge, kiss and lick the outline of my awesome cock. DO IT DUDE! Do it! Kiss it! Go ahead dude, you know how badly ya wanna taste my fuckin underwear! KISS IT! LICK IT! DO IT NOW!"
Grabbing the back of my head and pushing my face against the soft cotton fabric, with my lips and nose pressed tightly against the outline of his thick cock, I parted my lips and kissed his cock through his underwear, then my tongue left the warm confines of my mouth and lapped at his huge thick cock-head.
That strange feeling within my stomach was now getting stronger by the second.
Shane asked his bro, if my cock was showing any signs of getting hard. Blake quickly admitted that it was, but only slightly. "Yeah bro! But only a little so far."
The taste and aroma of his cotton covered cock-head was beginning to make me a little dizzy. I licked it as though it were an ice cream cone. Ashamedly getting into it, convincing myself it was only because I was being forced to.
Being in somewhat of a daze, the words being voiced now by Shane, were going in one of my ears and out the other, not paying very much attention till I felt my head being pulled away roughly by Shane yanking at my hair.
"I said pull my underwear down a little, you really must be fuckin deaf dude. Now lower my briefs and tuck the front waist band underneath my balls."
Doing exactly as Shane had demanded, I was thrown backwards when his now very hard cock bounced out and slapped me in the face. Causing the twins to laugh loudly.
Now seeing this one eyed monster face to face, I was more in awe of it than anything I had ever seen before, it was my first time ever seeing a hard cock this close to my face.
I had seen a lot of dudes cocks during these last few years of communal showers back in Chicago, but never saw one that was so perfectly shaped in every way. It wasn't very big, only about 5 ½ inches long, yet it made up for lack of length, in it's thickness, and the head had to be the most perfect head I had ever seen on a dudes cock.
It's perfect mushroom shaped head was thicker than the rest of his cock, and the piss-slit was huge.
I was brought out of my daze with a slap across the face by the cock-head itself. "You can kiss it if you want dude! I'll let ya. Go for it, give my cock a gentle little kiss right on it's fat head dude!"
Not quite ready to go that far, especially if not being forced to.
I just knelt there staring at it, as if it were some magical instrument, ready to perform for me.
Shane continued to coax me on. "Come on dude, ya know ya wanna kiss it, look at it real good, it wants to be kissed by ya, hell it's even demanding you to kiss it. It wants to feel your warm lips pressed against it, and your warm tongue rollin over it, don't be shy, I told ya I don't mind if ya kiss it, go for it dude!"
I admit there was something inside me, telling me to go for it. Whatever that something was, it fought with something else telling me not to.
I could feel the warmth from this awesome looking cock, and Shane was right, it was demanding some attention.
As if it had a mind of it's own, and was communicating with my mind using telepathy. It was demanding me to kiss it, yet I desperately fought back, just barely withstanding the urge.
As strong as my mind was at that moment, I could feel my power to resist slipping away.
As if Shane was sensing this, he brushed his cock-head against my lips, ran it under my nose, across my forehead, down the left side of my face and up the right side, back to my lips, trying desperately to pry my lips apart, as it was pressed tightly against them.
I lost the battle, and all the strength I had within me, I parted my lips, and wrapped them tightly around the magnificent victor, as if I was now bowing before a powerfully triumphant knight, offering to serve him in whatever way he so desired.
A loud yelp from Blake brought me back to reality once again. "BINGO! You were right bro! His fuckin cock just jolted to life."
Pulling my head away with brut force, Shane's joyful voice and rude, humiliating remarks, stung me like a million hornets. "I KNEW IT! Why did you fuckin lie to us dude? I knew ya were a fuckin faggot! GO ahead you fuckin homo, finish the job, but before you get to blow me, you have to fuckin beg me now! No queer touches my cock without first beggin me, come on you fuckin fag let's here it! BEG ME!"
I could no longer control the lump in my throat, I felt the tears start to flow down my cheeks. Not really sure if the tears were caused by the harsh words coming from Shane, or the fact that once and for all, my doubts about being gay were finally put to rest. I would now have the rest of my life to live with something I wasn't sure I could control.
To make matters worse, my desire to want to taste this hot cock-head now triumphantly staring me in the eye, was growing.
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