Norse Gods
This story involves involuntary incestuous gay sex between adult men. Do try this at home!
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"You are a stallion, Tom!"
I look into the lad's bright-blue eyes, fix them with mine until it is impossible for him to look away. My tone as I address him is calm and even, almost soothing. He is forced to listen to me, and while he listens he will find it impossible not to believe absolutely everything I tell him.
"You are a stallion! A stallion in the prime of his masculinity, with a huge cock that needs servicing urgently and obediently. And behind that door is a mare, a mare in heat ... A mare quivering with lust and with the anticipation of being impaled forcefully by your massive horse cock!"
No gimmicks like swinging pendulums or snapping fingers for me when I capture my victims' autonomous thoughts. I can conquer them with my gaze and voice alone.
"Soon this door will open and when you go through, the mare will desire you, seduce you, take you into his bed and beg you to fuck him."
He is too far gone to notice the change from female to male, and so I am planting in his mind the seed that make him lust for man-on-man sex. It no longer matters that he would never have considered fucking a man a few minutes ago.
"And you will do just that! You will fuck him long and hard; you will make him feel the power of your manhood for ages, until he can no longer walk straight or even stand upright. Even when he begs you for mercy, you won't stop because you can't. You cannot possibly stop once you have entered him ... You are a stallion, Tom! Be ready to take your mare."
The indecently large bulge that has formed in his pants suggests that even if he isn't really a stallion, he is at least hung like one.
I leave the youngster anxiously sauntering back and forth desperate for the connecting door to pop open. I take a roundabout way to the room on the other side of that door.
"Where is Tom?" Luke asks me. "I thought we would be doing this movie together – taking turns on the girl, and spit-roasting her as well."
"You will be doing this movie together, don't worry. Tom is getting prepared ... Sit down and I will explain our plan."
I sit down to face him, leaning forward onto my elbows towards the lad. Close enough to command his full attention, not so close it feels like I threaten him – every detail counts when you want to force your will on another person. I catch his eyes – just as blue as Tom's of course.
"On the other side of that door is the person of your dreams, Luke! The most gorgeous person you could ever imagine. In a few moments that door will open and they will step through and you will receive them."
Powerful as Luke is physically, so weak is his spirit, just like Tom's was, unable to withstand the overwhelming force of my mind. I already have him, I can sense, but I will keep pushing a little longer so that there can be no doubt.
"When they come here into your room, you will cuddle them, kiss them, arouse them, and prepare them for sex. You will enjoy the sensation of skin against skin, their hands on your body, and your hands on theirs ..."
Yes, his awareness is now entirely fixated on me: the rest of the world has ceased to exist for him and now there is just the exciting anticipation of the picture I am painting with my voice.
"He will push you onto the bed, Luke, and you will offer yourself to him. You will lift your backside up towards him and beg him to take you violently."
He offers no objection, but I knew that he wouldn't. If he had still had any willpower left, he'd have jumped up in disgust just now, but nothing of the sort. The moment I mentioned that he would get fucked today, the idea became as natural to him as the need for breathing.
"It will hurt, probably, because he is hung so heavily, and it is okay to cry out or beg for mercy. Don't fight him, though, don't resist, because once you've adapted to his size, it will feel wonderful. You will love it and you will plead for more ... And don't worry about what else is happening in the room, what matters is just you and your lover, who will fuck you until you are both exhausted, ecstatic and satiated."
I pull my eyes away from his, watch his happy smile, the eager expectancy of being on the receiving end of a ferocious assault on his arse.
"Cameramen can come in now ..."
As usual there will be four mobile cameras, and fixed to the walls two more, which have already been recording how I prepared Luke for his downfall. I slip away, unnoticed by the dazed guy who can only dream of the glorious sex that is imminent. I make my way to the suite from where I can direct the recording.
All six cameras are working, sound is coming through clearly ... my coms with the cameramen ...
"Can you hear me, camera one ... two ... three ... four ..." Each of them nods his camera in confirmation.
No time to waste, because the longer we wait, the more likely either of the guys will come to his senses.
"Open the door ..."
Tom must have been standing next to it, anxious to gain access to his promised mate, because he bursts through the very next second. Luke jumps up and throws himself against him, his mouth already searching for his twin brother's lips.
People love twin-on-twin action on the dark web. They love it even more when those twins are identical-looking blond, blue-eyed demigods: gorgeous Nordic men, young but fully-grown men. These two will be sensational, I know, because I intend this movie to be a depiction of genuine, hard-core, uninhibited sex, rather than a carefully rehearsed and directed encounter.
Tom pulls his brother against him, their mouths engaged in a fierce snog, seemingly competing for who can chew the other's face the fastest. Luke's hands are exploring his twin's body, find his crotch and scrabble to unbutton his fly. What jumps out is hard, fat and at least a foot long. A groan – from fear or from excitement? – escapes the intended victim when his hands discover what's in store for him today.
Shirts are lost to reveal strong lean bodies: thin waists, muscular chests and broad shoulders. Luke's trousers come down and expose a cock as big as his twin brother's manhood, but contrastingly limp and lifeless. The toss of a coin, and had it fallen differently, it would have been Luke who stands there hard and virile, preparing to fuck his brother senseless. The luck of the draw – although real luck would have been if I hadn't picked them for the starring roles in this movie, because neither will come out of this unscathed, I suspect.
There can be no doubt that what is happening is authentic: the clumsy eagerness and nervous anticipation with which they explore each other's bodies is too candid to be an acting job. Tom forces his twin to suck his nipples while his own fingers are investigating down Luke's crack. Luke's fingers play with the Stallion's balls while his tongue delights at the throbbing rigidity of the shaft just above them. These are not actors pretending to love each other, these are two young men desperate to have sex and barely able to control themselves.
There is a remorseless passion in Tom's face when he pushes his brother back onto the bed, the look of a stallion preparing to mount a defenceless mare. Luke smiles blissfully that their adventure is about to start, that he is finally going to feel his brother's huge manhood inside him, as he has wanted for as long as he can remember – or at least that is what he believes since I planted that idea. He turns himself onto his front with a keen moan.
"Fuck me, please, Tom," he begs hoarsely as he gets on all fours and sticks his arse in the air ready to be abused. "I want you to fuck me so fucking hard ... I want you to fuck me for hours on end ... deep ... deep and hard!"
Tom spits in his hand, his fist crudely spreading the slippery goo along his engorged cock. More saliva lands between Luke's cheeks. There is a shocked yelp when two fingers push into him to coat his ring, which suggests that Luke may be in for a tough time when the real action starts.
"Camera three, stay on Luke's face throughout. I want to be able to read every emotion on there. One, two and four, focus on the sphincter for now ... we have to be certain we capture the initial penetration perfectly ..."
The cameras move as instructed. The two lads are oblivious to their presence, entirely focused on Tom kneeling onto the bed between his twin brother's legs ... lined up, the bulbous head pushed against Luke's puckered hole ...
Camera two has a perfect view of Tom's muscular legs and gluts rippling beautifully as they force about 5 inches of fat cock into Luke's backside, a hard thrust that doesn't abide resistance. A stallion mounting his mare and taking her whether she is willing or not.
If any future viewers have reservations that this is real, all of that doubt will be taken away instantly when they hear the frantic screams from the `mare' as his brother forces the whole length of his manhood into him in three or four violent thrusts. Luke lies flattened on the mattress, whimpering breathlessly as his twin begins to fuck him, short movements, gradually lengthening as he hits his stride. The Top's hands are around his brother's narrow waist and stop him from trying to escape the pummelling his gut receives. They need to be, because Luke would have wrestled hard to get away given half a chance.
"Camera one on Tom's face, please ... I want to see the dominance in it, the merciless desire to fuck the shit out of the helpless creature underneath him."
Another quick glance at the timer, there were twelve minutes between the moment the door was opened and Tom bottoming out inside his twin brother, and now another four to get to a proper long-dicking stroke. It is going well. I want the movie to be at least half an hour, and although I can splice some camera shots of the same event together to make it seem longer than it really was, it will look better if the film really shows 30 minutes of violent, debauched sex.
"Come on, Luke," I encourage him quietly, knowing full well that he won't be able to hear me. "I told you that it will start to feel better, so man up and begin enjoying yourself."
It takes him another minute or two, but when he has recovered sufficiently, he gets back onto his knees and lifts his arse as an offering to the Norse God on top of him. Luke starts to rock, meeting his twin's thrusts every time Tom drives his monster cock into him. The agony that was on Luke's face earlier is beginning to make room for lust and for ecstasy. That too is the power of hypnosis: the ability to make pain disappear on demand.
This looks so good, because it is real: hard uninhibited sex between two horny twin brothers, two beautiful young men who only have attention for the motions of a massive manhood inside a tight arse. The final movie won't show the prelims, so the viewers won't know about my manipulation of the lads' self-control. To them these are twins too aroused by their bodies to care about social convention or shameful incestuous relationships – too aroused even to care about the presence of cameras showing every thrust and every groan that happens between them for the whole world to see. To the audience these are brothers who are completely absorbed in the ferocious depraved sex they are engaged in, uncaring what other people might think of them.
"Camera four, zoom out a bit, pan around to the back ... now a shot through Tom's legs of his cock pumping into Luke ... keep it there, with just enough of the thighs visible to frame the action ... Perfect!"
The long hard motions with which the Stallion drives his monstrous horse cock into his brother must be agony to the guy underneath. You can see on the screen how tight Luke's ring is stretched around it, and you can recognise the force behind each thrust from the pounding movements of Tom's hips. You wouldn't guess it, though, when you watch the rapturous look on Luke's face, hear his squeals of delight every time his twin's pelvis smashes into his arse cheeks.
"Zoom in on their balls, please, camera four."
I have to have a shot of Tom's low-hanging testicles swinging when he hammers his tool into Luke, their egg-sized balls colliding at the end of every thrust.
It is like a metronome, the rhythmic movement of a foot of hard meat into the Bottom's tight hole. The gleaming of their sweaty bodies proves that this isn't a sanitised storyline, but just two muscular young men going at it without holding back. Twenty-five minutes now, and at least 15 of those consisting of nonstop violent penetration. Other than the climax, I have enough footage already for a spectacular porn movie, so everything that is to come is a bonus.
Camera two shows how Tom places his hand on his twin's neck and pushes him down, forcing him head first into the mattress and using the changed angle between their bodies to ram into him even harder and deeper.
"How do you like that, Bitch?" he seems to grunt, although we may have to subtitle that to ensure the audience can understand the words. From his face on camera three, it is clear that the Bitch' likes it well, very well even. The Bitch' spreads his legs a little further and arches his back to make every available inch of his assailant's invading monster count.
"Harder, please ..." Luke begs. "Oh, Jesus, yes, like that! Please, Tom? Long and hard! Hard! There, go there! Fuuuck! Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes!" he eggs him on with every plunging thrust into his core.
I am not sure how, but his twin brother's pleas seem to help Tom to find another gear. With his hands on Luke's shoulders, he lifts his knees off the mattress and uses both gravity and muscle power to slam all twelve inches of manhood into the body underneath him even more violently ... and again ... and again.
The squeal from below that each thrust triggers, is heavily laced with both pleasure and pain, but that doesn't stop the victim of the assault from begging for more, for harder, for faster. Surely, nobody can enjoy being on the receiving end of an assault that violent ... except that the handsome lad who is getting fucked here is visibly in heaven and audibly craving still more force behind each strike.
Tom swears aloud, before he slams in one last time, grinding his pelvis to get every fraction of an inch of his manhood as far into his prey as it will go. The heaving of his torso suggests that he is filling him up, emptying those big balls deep into his twin brother, who repeatedly begs him to keep fucking him hard. He needs to be fucked, he moans, fucked until his body is too bruised and battered by the assault to bear any more sex, but the twin on top has nothing more to give.
Spent and panting heavily, the Stallion collapses on top of Luke's back and wraps his arms around his torso. The perfect picture of two young men in love – perfect if those men hadn't been identical twins, that is.
I leave them be for a while to regain their strength, get cameras one and three to record the bliss on their faces, the joy of having just enjoyed the best sex of their lives ... together. Their lives will never be the same again, but there is no predicting how this will end.
Camera two shows how Tom's manhood – most of it still embedded inside his brother's body – starts to lose its rigidity.
"Cameramen to leave the room now, please."
This is where the official movie will end – like the footage of the preliminaries, the rest will just be for my own enjoyment. As far as the punters will be aware, the twins had sex off their own accord and continued to love each other afterwards: a depraved, utterly incestuous relationship built on mutual lust and a craving for degenerate sex.
With the crew safely behind the reinforced door, I take one last look at the footage from the fixed cameras: it shows a bed filled with shiny sweat-drenched skin belonging to two identical young men who just fucked the living daylights out of each other. The perfect shot to finish my masterpiece.
I flick the switch that allows me to speak directly to the fuck-room.
"Well done, boys – I hope you enjoyed doing that as much as I loved watching it ... Now, when I count to three, you will wake up. You will remember everything that happened between the two of you since the door separating your rooms opened ... but you will recall nothing else about today's events ..."
Will they have happy memories of the ferocious sex they had? Or will Luke suddenly find himself with Tom's semi-erect cock still partway inside him and see himself as the unwilling victim of his brother's insatiable sexual appetite?
"One ..."
Will these gorgeous lads voluntarily resume their joyous adventure tonight in the privacy of their own bedroom? Or will they fight in recrimination for the rest of their lives?
"Two ..."
We will know in another second ...
"Three ..."
THE END