Double Crossed, Chris-Crossed
By Matt Ale
A naked Joe slowly descended the staircase allowing his eyes to become accustomed to the dim, vaguely red light. He heard the thick, padded door close behind him. As he reached the bottom, he immediately recognized the tall muscled frame of Jason. He could faintly see two other men.
"Good to see you again, boy. I've been looking forward to it." Jason moved closer, very close. He stood at least 6 inched taller than Joe, who looked into the chiseled contour of Jason's chest. Jason lifted his arm, and Joe moved his mouth the awaiting pit. He inhaled deeply and pressed forward. He opened his lips and put out his tongue to eat the sweat out presented to him. It was his new way of saying hello. At first he lapped his tongue but the taste made him hunger for more. He used his lips to suck in the taste and smell, and he swallowed all he could find like a dog gulping down his food. When Jason pulled away, Joe's mouth was still open, eager for more.
"Don't worry boy. I'll give you lots more of me. But we're being rude. Meet our good friend Ric."
Now that his eyes were accustomed to the light, Joe could see more clearly. He was looking into the face of a man whose 5'7'' frame was bursting with muscle. There wasn't a hair anywhere on him. He moved his eyes up and down over the completely shaved frame. He stared at a big, half-hard cock pierced with a thick ring in its head. Joe had once before seen a pierced cock on a guy in the shower at the gym but had been embarrassed to look closely. Now the image burned into his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was repulsed or excited by the ring of steel that ran through the Ric's piss slit to the base of the head of his cock.
He felt Jim's hand press on his head pushing him to his knees. Now the ring was right before his eyes. The cock in front of him began to thicken, and Joe moved his forward to gently lick the thickening rod. He took the head into his mouth and felt the ring with his tongue. He moved the shaft more deeply into him and felt it respond. He moved his lips up and down until Ric's cock was fully hard. He felt the ring bang against his teeth and then push to the back of his throat where it gagged him. He liked the taste of steel against flesh. He bobbed back and forth and played with the ring, pushing it with his tongue and then pulling it back. Ric moved his hands to Joe's shoulder and pressed all the way in. He didn't stop as Joe gagged and choked on the cock-ring combination. When he finally pulled out, you could hear the popping noise and ping of steel against teeth as Joe continued to try to suck the stick that was no longer within reach.
"Don't you feed your boy, Jim? He seems awfully hungry."
We'll feed him plenty tonight. He'll have his fill."
"So, are we forgetting the birthday boy?"
"Joe meet Chris. He's my little brother. He turned 18 today. Welcome to his birthday party."
Joe looked over in horror. He was looking at a young replica of Jim -- the same facial features, the same frame, the same eyes, the same smile, but younger. So young.
"Your brother, Sir?"
"Yep, my little brother, the real stud of the family. And in case you're worried, he's completely legal as of today."
Chris was already completely hard. His cock was an exact copy of his older brother's. With Joe still on his knees, Chris shoved the shaft into his mouth in one push. He held it all the way in so Joe couldn't breath. He pressed his hips forward making Joe choke. When he pulled out, a mass of spit flowed from Joe's mouth as he coughed and spat. But even as he tried to relax his throat against the invasion he was being repulsed by the thought: his brother!
Someone picked him up off the floor and threw him over a padded beam. He felt leather straps attached to his wrists that were quickly tied to hooks in the floor. His legs were spread and attached the same way. Chris shoved his cock back into Joe's waiting mouth. But he didn't push in deeply, lingering just past his lips. It took Joe only a few moments to realize what was about to happen. He started swallowing even before the bitter yellow fluid began pouring into his mouth. But the stream from the 18 year old cock flowed fast, and Joe couldn't keep up. Some spilled from his lips as his gulping sounds filled the room. "Drink it boy. Stop wasting, or you'll be sorry. Drink my birthday piss and swallow me down."
Joe swallowed as fast as he could. By the time the stream finally ended, he was gasping for air. When the half-hard cock pulled from his mouth, Joe's head collapsed down and his chest heaved against the thick wooden beam.
"Just to take the edge of your hunger, boy."
The tugging at his balls brought back Joe's attention. He felt even more pressure as a leather strap was wrapped around the base of his cock and another around his sac. He felt his balls pulled low and heard the unmistakable sound of snaps as the leather was secured in place. His cock was hard before but now it was so engorged with blood that the head was flared exposing his piss slit and had turned a deep shade of purple. His balls ached from being stretched down a good two inches with the skin of his ball sac pulled thin. A grease covered hand had made his cock, ball sac, and surrounding area shine even in the dim light. The lingering hand felt so good on his sensitive flesh.
But the calm pleasure of the stretching ended instantly as Joe felt the first slap of leather hit his down-stretched balls. He bucked against the beam pressing his cock head forward just as the second impact hit him. His groans of pain became louder as his balls were hit again and again, each time harder than the first. Now he was screaming, begging, pleading, as his tormentors laughed. Ric's stream of piss hit his exposed butt and dripped down his balls. Jason turned his focus and hit Joe's hole straight on, forcing the loudest scream yet. The men simply cheered him on. "Scream boy. No one to hear you here. Scream all you want."
Joe didn't know where the next hit would fall - on his balls, his butt, his hole, his back. Even after Jason stopped the assault, Ric's piss continued to wash him down, adding to the sweat that was already dripping from his body. With the pain still burning, he enjoyed the relief of Jason's mouth licking Ric's piss from his battered body. When Jason kissed him, he still tasted of that piss. The spit that splattered on his face was half piss. The smell that lingered was of piss and more piss.
His butt now glowed red from his paddling. He had no time to catch his breath before he felt two fingers push deeply into him. The fingers pulled out and returned to a can of Crisco for replenishing. Then they pushed in again, making sure that a large glob of grease would make easy access for anyone who wanted it. He turned as best he could to see that it was Chris who was pushing more and more grease into him, now with three fingers, which he twisted and turned without merci. He smeared more across Joe's hard butt cheeks and then stood back.
Ric was the first to take his turn. These men were not in the mood to be gentle. He pushed the full length of his thick, ringed cock in one thrust. Joe felt the steel against his flesh and wondered if it would rip his insides as Ric thrust into him. When Ric pulled his cock out in one long motion, Joe thought he was being turned inside out. If he was, it didn't last. A second later, Ric shoved his cock back in and pressed until his balls slapped against Joes'.
He rode him hard. Chris shoved his cock into Joe's mouth for the second time. This time he wasn't interested in unloading his piss. He drove in until he passed Joe's resistance and watched with evil pleasure as Joe tried to breath but couldn't. He pulled out just long enough for Joe to catch his breath before shoving in again. He liked long strokes, pulling nearly completely out and then leaning his weight into his next penetration. Saliva spilled from Joe's mouth each time Chris's cock gave him a moment to breath. Grease leaked out of his ass.
Jason loved watching Chris's young butt contract and release as he thrust his hips forward, driving his young cock into Joe's mouth. He had known his best friend's brother for years and watched him grow into a muscle stud. Now he had his chance.
Jason knelt on his knees behind the young stud and took the two globes of flesh into his hands. As the boy pulled back, Jason spread the cheeks and pushed his face deeply into the sweat soaked crack. His lips found their target and his tongue pushed into the nearly hairless hole.
As Chris pushed forward to sink deeper into Joe's mouth, Jason's face was mashed by the rock hard butt muscles. And a moment later he pushed deeper to taste the sensitive young flesh of Chris's hole. There was something special about the smell. "Like puppy breath" the older guy thought to himself. "Fucking great ass to eat."
Joe was being fucked from both ends, the two guys pounding him hard. He heard their breathing getting louder as they cheered each other on. Chris was the first to let lose. The young ones can never hold on long. "Keep it in your mouth. I'm going to fill your mouth before you swallow. Swallow first and I'll suffocate you with my cock." The first blast was a gusher. Joe felt the sticky goo fill his mouth with blast after blast adding to his meal. "Fuck yea. Fill you up with my load. Fucking bottom boy. Eat me. Swallow my load NOW. Eat me down..!! Eat my ass. Eat my cum. Eat me. Fuck."
As he pumped his seed down Joe's throat, Jason pushed his tongue deep into the hole in front of him. His tongue felt the contractions and pushed back against them. He drank the sweat pouring down the crack and chewed on the heavy balls dangling in front of his chin.
Joe took his first swallow just as Ric pressed his full weight into his ass and started to unload into his other end. He felt the steel ring press on his prostate and had a hard time catching enough air to let him suck down the slime filling his mouth. Ric pushed in again and blasted still more spunk into his battered hole. He felt Ric's teeth bite into his shoulder as his body contracted in spasm after spasm. Joe felt the searing pain in his shoulder along with the immense pleasure of taking Ric's load into him. His ass contracted to suck the load deeper into him. He milked the final drops out of Ric's cock just before Ric pulled out and collapsed to the ground.
Joe was still rocking against the beam when he felt his hands and feet being released. Two strong sets of arms were picking him up into the air. They turned him and moved him, laying him gently onto the sling that he had not yet seen in the shadows. He couldn't resist as his legs were raised and secured again, exposing his ass once again but this time in a different position. His arms were tie about his head. They were attaching something to the ring on his ball stretcher. Now a cable hooked into a pulley. As he tried to relax into his new position, Joe felt the firm pulling on his balls as a weight was attached to the cable. His cock was hard and firm against his lower abs while his balls now pulled straight up into the air by three pounds of weight handing from the other side.
Rough hands turned his head to the side. He looked into Jim's face. If he had had any reservations about what would happen next, they faded as he looked into Jim's eyes. They were the eyes he worshipped. Even the hint of a smile he gleaned from Jim's face made him weak. He opened his mouth willingly, longingly as Jim pushed his cock in.
He was so enthralled with sucking Jim's cock that at first he didn't notice the enormous cock that had pushed its mushroom head into his ass. He knew how big Jason's cock was. He had nearly died trying to suck it and even then could take only half of it. Now he felt the monster pushing into him, stretching his hole wider than ever before. He swallowed more of his master's cock and pushed down to try to allow himself to survive his rape.
Jim started moving in and out with a slow, measured pace that teased Joe's hunger. Jason pressed on unrelentingly, enjoying the pain he was inflicting. The two men set up a rhythm. They stared into each others eyes so that they could synchronize their assault. Jason leaned forward and Jim leaned back and they kissed deep and long. Each man started his pumping again.
What had been slow and measured became faster and harder. Joe felt as though his asshole was being ripped apart as Jason thrust into him. The cock moving down his throat was what he wanted and he moved his tongue under its base to add to Jim's pleasure. Jim responded with a moan. "The source of life, boy. I'm going to give you the source of life." "Yes, give me your seed!" Joe screamed into his own head, and the echo of the sound made his suck all the harder.
Joe wanted this to last for ever. "Fuck me for ever!!!" But nothing lasts forever. The two men pushed forward and pulled back in perfect synchrony. The room was getting hotter by the minute and even the two had just come were aroused by what they were watching.
Joe screamed around the cock down his throat as Jason pulled down on the cable attached to his balls. He was sure they were being ripped from their sac as Jason pulled again and again and began to blast his cum into Joe's stretched out hole. "Take my cum in you.. Take it in you. Fuck. Fuck Fuck You bitch! I'll rip off your fucking balls asshole. Take me."
Thrust after thrust and pull after pull had Joe bucking in the sling. The only thing that saved him from passing out was Jim's cock and Joes' desire to eat his load. When it began spurting into his mouth, he swallowed with such complete abandonment that for the moment he forgot the searing pain in his ass and the unbearable ache in his balls. "Source of life. My source of life." He swallowed and swallowed as he listened to his master's voice. "Good boy. Such a good boy. Drink me down. Take me in you. I own you."
The two tops recovered well before Joe did. He was still trying to suck cock and his ass was still trying to drain more cum long after the two men had pulled out and wiped their brows. Joe's body was gently swaying in the sling when the strands of the small cat hit his balls. "AH god." The second hit took his remaining breath away, and a second scream made no sense other than the expression of utter pain trying to escape his body. The third made him sway from side to side as though he might avoid the leather's hitting his tender orbs.
It was easy to push the ball gag into his open mouth. He tried to scream again as the leather hit his gaping hole, stretched wide open by Jason's enormous cock and ruff fucking. But it was too late for sound. The ball gag was securely fastened around his head. He could scream all he wanted. No one could hear. When someone added another three pounds to his balls, no one cared about the gurgling noises emanating from his stuffed mouth.
But the whipping was already over. That wasn't why they had gagged him. Joe could already see why they had gagged him. In Jim's hands he saw the needle -- more like a nail -- with a razor sharp point. Jim stood on one side of him and his brother on the other. In Chris's hand he saw a block of wood. He shouted "No. No. I don't want to be pierced. No, please No." But no one heard him. And if they had, no one gave a fuck about what Joe wanted.
Chris took Joe's right nipple into his mouth. He sucked gently. There was no pain, only the strange pleasure that Joe had so recently come to know from his nipples. He felt the nub grow longer and fatter under Chris's gentle sucking. He rested into the sensation of the vacuum and tried to let his fear subside. When Chris removed his mouth, Joe's nipple had doubled in size. But Joe's fear returned as he watched Chris wash the nipple with alcohol time and time again. The fear just made his nipple harder.
Joe pressed the needle to the side of the engorged nub. On the other side, Chris held the block of wood. The two brothers leaned together and locked their lips as each pressed inward. Joe bucked under the pain. The ball gag could not stop tears from streaming from his eyes as he watched his master kiss his own brother, not as a brother kisses a brother, but as a man kisses a man. "My lips. Kiss my lips."
But the pain was already passing as the needle pierced through to the other side. It was not as bad as he had feared. Now pressure and pulling and in just a few minutes, it was over. A shiny gold bar had been passed through the hole and securely closed.
"What a great birthday present. Thanks Ric."
"It looks perfect."
"And the best part is that I'll always know where to find it."
Joe couldn't follow. What were they saying? He tried to understand as the men around him laughed. But the laughing stopped as Jim and Chris left his side. Joe looked down at his battered body. The ring distended his swollen nipple. His cock was rock hard against his body, and his balls were still being stretched to their limit with weights. They were swollen from all their abuse and looked like they would explode at any minute. He couldn't see his hole but he knew it was stretched and raw.
He looked down at Jim standing between his outstretched legs. He watched as Jim dipped his hand into a large can of Crisco and rubbed it to cover his entire hand. He watched again as Jim used his other hand to smear the grease down his forearm and then pressed a large glob into his ass. He watched again as Jim took yet more and smeared around the hole and onto the cheeks of his butt. He watched again as Jim pressed even more grease into his well stretched hole and pushed four fingers deeply into him. He watched as Jim pulled out and put more grease into him. He watched himself become lost.
Joe pushed back to release his muscles and sighed into his gag from the pleasure. And even as Jim pressed his thumb to the hole, he relaxed more to let his master take his hole. Jim worked his fingers around, turning his hand from side to side to loosen his boy's hole. He pulled partially out and then pressed in again, first rocking, then adding pressure. With his other hand, he pulled gently on the cable to add pressure to Joe's balls. He reached up to work Joe's nipples and felt his hand pass deeper into his boy.
He took his time. He was now in to the base of his hand. He turned some more and added more pressure. He felt the resistance ease and tried to push in just a little further. When Joe pulled back, he pulled out just a little. He touched those sensitive nipples again and felt the ring around his hand give in a little more.
Joe tried to relax, to let the hand pushing into him pass to the wrist, but the more he tried, the more the searing pain stopped him from relaxing. He pressed down, and Jim turned his hand, pulled back and pressed forward again. Both men were covered in sweat and the dim red light of the room made the scene seem like a dream. Joe tried but couldn't do it. He wanted the fist in him so badly but couldn't take it. "Fist me" he screamed into nothingness. "Take my fist." came back at him through the humid, hot air.
He felt Jim's body on top of his and saw his face press closer to his own. Only Joe could hear the whispered voice at his ear.
"It's not about taking in, it's about giving in. Admit you want it. Admit you need it. Admit you're mine. Completely mine. "
They were the magic words, "You're mine." He screamed "Yes" into his gag. "Yes, You own me. Fist me. Push your fist into me and take me!" He screamed it again, and then he felt the knuckles pass into him. Jim's fist pressed into him, and Joe's full-stretched ring closed around his wrist.
He looked down to see Jim's fist buried in his ass. He watched as Ric lowered his head to take the head of his purple shaft between his lips. Joe raised his hips, desperate to drive his cock into the waiting mouth as the overwhelming feeling of being fisted for the first time passed through him. He arched his hips and felt his cock slide deeper into Ric's mouth. As his hips fell back down, Jim's arm pushed more deeply into him and he struggled to breath. He arched again and drove the full length of his cock into the wet, warm mouth and fell back again so that nearly half of Jim's forearm was buried within him.
It started like an earthquake miles below the surface of his being. Then the shaking moved upward and his eyes bulged from his head. The mouth enveloping his cock moved slowly up and down and Jim drove his arm like a piston into his convulsing body. Then the quake racking his body exploded with a force of nature he had never experienced before.
Cum started to pour from Joe's cock. He didn't have the strength to shoot, so like thick oil, cum simply oozed out in ropes, and Ric sucked them down as quickly as Joe could drive them through his cock. His muscles contracted and released in spasm after spasm that made it impossible for him to breath. Lights seem to flash and dim as he felt the thick forearm and fist pulling out of his hole, and he tried to push back. "No. Don't pull out. Stay in meeeeeeeeeeeee" but no one heard his pleadings. No one cared about what he wanted. Jim's hand pulled back stretching Joe's asshole open and out and then the slime slicked hand popped out. Joe convulsed again and more cum poured out of him only to be sucked down Ric's hungry throat.
The cacophony of sensations overwhelmed him. His mind spun out of control. Maybe he passed out, maybe not. Maybe all this was a dream or a nightmare. Everything felt dark and light. Pain and pleasure no longer had any meaning. He had given himself to his god. His sacrifice was complete. Joe was owned by Jim. Joe didn't exist.
Time seemed to stand still. When it started again, Joe wasn't sure. He heard Chris's voice.
"That was awesome bro. I have the whole thing on video. I'm going to make a lot of money with that tape. I'm really going to enjoy working that myself."
"Yea, well try not to ruin his ass, at least not too soon. I still want to have a go at him from time to time."
"I'll take good care of him. I don't break my toys."
Joe shook himself awake. He tried to talk but the ball gag prevented that. What was he hearing? "What are you talking about?" he yelled to deaf ears.
"So boy. It's time for me to say goodbye." The look on Joe's face made it clear that he didn't understand what Jim was saying to him.
Joe looked into the beautiful smile shining down at him. "You gave yourself to me. I own you. I told you before. You're my present to my brother for his 18th birthday. Chris owns you now. You gave yourself to me. You were mine to give. Anyway, Tracie doesn't want me to have a full-time boy at the moment, and you know how bossy the women can be."
"Don't worry, Chris will take good care of you. And, I'll come to visit from time to time, as long as you're a good boy. And who knows, maybe Chris will give you back some day, if you're a good boy.
Jim reached over and touched Joe's lips with his fingers. He ran them over the ball gag that still stopped all sound. Joe tried to lick the fingers touching him but couldn't. He watched in panic as Jim turned and started up the stairs. Tears ran from his eyes. "Is this really - The End?"
Yes. If you want more, you'll have to get it in person. Come visit in Miami Beach or Fire Island Pines.