1700 PEAR RIDGE LANE By Mike Austin
nasstop@yahoo.com
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Forest had been back home for a few weeks. Bill had dropped by to get some head a couple of times as he needed an escape from his work, homelife demands and stressors. Greg and Drew had come by a couple of times the same week and almost met each other one night. The twins had spoken with both Todd and Stan about getting off one day after work, but nothing had yet happened. The Latino landscapers were more or less regulars, getting head or fucking 2 to 3 times a week. A real surprise and who had become a constant, was Derek. The lanky 25 year-old lean delivery driver with the huge 9" dick was almost a live-in since the party. He was there every night before his shift and came by every morning when he got off shift for a blow job or piece of ass. He was in school at the university but was only taking 6 hours this semester and worked a lot. His free time was sex time and that increasingly meant, sex with the twins. Derek had grown increasingly dominant and while their junior by almost 10 years, Derek learned what the twins craved, honed his role to meet their needs and satisfied their cravings. He'd begun as a long haired college type, grown more severe, getting a high and tight military cut, re-dressed himself into a military or leather type dom, and had the twins turn away from their men of color for his now redefined role as a frat dom. He'd grown demanding and evolved into both delivering and expecting their submission and began treating the twins as his cash fags. The twins craved paying him for sex now, moved him into their home and were ever aware of their new roles in his life and his in theirs. Derek expected things of the twins and they gave in to his demands willingly.
Within 3 weeks of the celebration party, Derek was at "1700" at least 4 nights/week. He enjoyed having them get doggy on the floor and alternate deep breeding them while keeping their dicks locked in chastity. At his direction, they mirrored one of the rooms in the former warehouse so he could watch himself being serviced by the pair and then had them focus on each other being bred and fed. When other tops would drop by, Derek would engage them upfront, telling the other tops what the fags needed from them and how hard to skullfuck them or screw them. The twins were usually present and kneeling beside Derek while he had the conversation with the guest tops. Derek grew more and more controlling over a year and the twins craved everything he delivered or had them beg for.
It was the night after his graduation, that he brought home two of his frat bros and they tag teamed the twins all night long; humiliated them, had them beg to be fucked, pleaded for cock and licked the feet and toes of the three doms. Derek finished with them, sent them out with a shopping list and when they returned found that Derek and his personal effects was gone. He'd not stolen anything from the twins, he had just vanished. He didn't answer his phone or respond to texts. They were at a loss and worried that someone or such had done him harm, but knowing Derek for over a year, they also knew how resourceful he was and eventually, no longer worried about his well-being. They had taken the precaution to change the gate and security system codes, just in case. The twins were alone now, pushing 39 and had learned to pay for sex one way or another. Once in a while Hector dropped by as did Greg and Drew, but slowly all the others wandered off as well. Their careers were well established, so the twins had no concern there, but they lacked the need to submit, to serve, to satisfy a man or men. Their restless search led them to a site, "Man Rent" and they travelled to cities where these men lived or paid for the men to travel and meet them. The "Man Rent" fees were steep but the services they provided were incredible and delivered the twins' needs.
In a text, the pair had flown to Zurich to meet a dom named Zach. He was 26, 6'3", 185#s with a 9"x6" veiny uncut dick and had a pair of subs in place, and was looking for another pair of subs to join in a BDSM group dynamic. Their next email was en route back from Zurich, two weeks later. They'd had an exciting adventure, learned so much more about their needs and were looking forward to meeting me for fried shrimp at one of our favorite seafood restaurants. The group dynamic scene is for another story though and thanks for listening to the story of Jack and Jim at 1700 Pear Ridge Lane.