BDSM Mansion

The twins by all means both had erections. And they said it was because of mine. Well, three obviously horny gay guys with hardons which soon may all be drooling precum ; all three restricted from any sexual activity. 

"I'm still confused about how one realizes they're masochist"

I decided since we're not allowed to touch ourselves or have orgasms or touch each other the best thing to do would be to change the subject. At least sort of change the subject. 

They look at each other again 

"We were escorts from 15 to 20. Put ourselves thru online college  courses, got an AA  We learned about business, computers, other business related stuff. But the escorting was really profitable. We only went on outcalls together, charged more and two guys showing up seemed to keep us from anything too serious happening. There were a couple sadists on our client list we cut special deals for so we could play with them more often. We liked the pain with and leading to sex. These guys were lame compared to what goes on at the club. Or here for that matter" this brought a look and a chuckle.  It may seem only one twin has been doing the talking for them both but not so. They take turns. Both have been talking. It's like they are one person in two bodies. Look alike, think alike, both admitted masochists. It's uncanny. Are all twins like this?  When one gets hurt the other says "ow"?  Surreal. 

"You were escorting at 15?"

"We always looked older then we were. Most guys liked the idea of fucking teenagers, so we did really good. Love the perverts" 

"'How did you end up here?"

"When we were 18 and old enough to get in, we started hanging out at the Dungeon. Did some scenes and felt right at home. Master Avery convinced us to sign up for training and here we are. As soon as training was finished the master asked if we wanted to be his slaves. He didn't want subs, too much hassle, he said. "

I was shaking my head. These boys so young and yet so self confident. "He seems awfully possessive , like at the coffee shop. Holy shit. Right there is front of everyone."

"We love showing off in public. Both exhibitionists and masochists. Quite a combo, yeah?"

Master Avery walked in and the boys immediately knelt. I sat on the bed feeling foolish and conspicuous. 

"Get something to eat and be in the game room in 30"

He turned and left, we followed his instructions and after the preparatory visit to the washroom we were all three in kneeling position when he came in. 

The game room was, as expected, a private dungeon, small. We were on kneeling pads in front of a large table studded with eye hooks and complete with several sets of cuffs and metal shackles.

The master entered, seeming to be in a more relaxed and congenial mood. 

"On the table. Present"

We three quickly assembled as ordered in the middle of the black table.  Once in my position I noticed the table was covered with a leather feeling material over a cushioning pad. Considering what I imagined happened on this table it seemed a small consideration. 

Master Avery mounted the table carrying an oversized ping pong type paddle. One side was shiny the other covered with what appeared to be sandpaper.   

"I so love seeing your tempting holes so ready to have me bury my cock inside. Your cheeks so red. They're beautiful. You're good boys."

The next sound was what had to be a blistering blow of the paddle.  One of the boys jolted and moaned. Then another whack, followed by another, and another. I counted thirty in all. 

I could hear both the boys sobbing and groaning. 

Avery stepped to the rear of one of the twins, rubbing his finger against the pink blossom. He roughly jabbed two fingers into the boys hole and withdrew a small amount of lube which he smeared on his now stiff cock. Moving into a position where he would be thrusting down into the delicate rose bud , the hole, he rubbed his cock up and down the crevice then aiming the cock head into the hole, he abruptly thrust it all the way in. Giving no time for the boy to adjust, he began roughly fucking that hole. With one foot on the boys neck and both hands clutching the red cheeks Avery jackhammered the boy until he was crying out loud. The pounding seemed never ending. Several times Avery pulled all the way out then slammed his cock back in. He was circling the boy, constantly pounding the hole between the bright red cheeks. When he was straddling the boys back I was certain his pistoning cock was battering the boys prostate. 

"Master..... master. Harder harder.!! I love your cock  Please give me your cum Master. Breed me Master.  Harder. HARDER" 

Avery's foot moved to the boys face and silenced his pleas. 

Stopping, breathing heavily , Master Avery pulled out abruptly and moved to the other twin. Picking up the paddle the whacks began anew, another thirty. The boys were both again sobbing and moaning. There hands never left their thighs. Total submission. 

The second twin was caressed by the master, petting the reddened cheeks. He played his fingers down the crevice to the pink floweret, teasing, once more jabbing two fingers in the hole to retrieve that small amount of lube which was quickly applied to his already dripping wet cock. Wet with the lube the first boy had held in his rectum, I realized, just for this moment. 

The second twin was  impaled just as ruthlessly as the first. He two received a torrent of power fucking from his master. This boy , too , had the master circling until his cock mercilessly hammered the prostate. Moaning and crying, both boys ended up laying on the floor of the table. 

The master pulled me up and turned me around so his wet cock was firm against my butt. He put both hands around my neck and began squeezing. I'd never experienced breath play or choking, it made me stiffen and try to take deep breaths. I heard the master chuckle at my panicky response. One hand moved to his cock and  positioned it at my hole. Rubbing his cock up and down, leaving a trail of lube. Cautiously sticking the head in my asshole, Avery released my throat and grabbed both my forearms. Leaning me forward and pulling my arms backward he slowly pushed his wet cock into my hole. Then began a measured rhythm fucking my ass. I felt the tip of his cock rub my prostate, starting a growing warm feeling there. His pace quickened and within minutes he was power fucking my hole the same

way he hammered his twin slaves. I've had cocks in my ass before but nothing like this. This was a power fuck beyond anything I could have imagined could happen to me. He pulled all the way out, I caught my breath, wanting more, Avery thrust back into my hole. The power fucking continued. How can anything so brutal feel so good? My legs became rubbery, my mind could only wrap around the man's cock hammering my asshole, all other thought disappeared.  I felt light headed, drifting. "Oh master.  Master. "  I heard my voice but it didn't seem as if I was speaking. 

Avery began breathing heavily, his thrusts into my ass, erratic. Pulling out of me he in a moment had shoved his cock into my mouth. I felt my eyes widen in surprise, or was it delight?  After a few strokes, not quite entering my throat, not causing me to gag, I felt and tasted his warm cum on my tongue. As I look at the Dungeon Master, his lustful smile made me suddenly feel worn out, dirty, used........in that moment , owned. He gave me what at least one of his boys had begged for. But,  he gave it to me. Groggily I came floating back to my senses.  Oddly sated. Out of place. 

Oh oh. 

Master Avery waited until I swallowed what he gave me, smiled, called me a good boy then turned to the twins. Carefully helping them to their feet, wrapping an arm around each. They leaned their heads against their master's shoulder, each extending an arm, holding him tight. 

We all left the dungeonette and slowly climbed the stairs to the bedrooms. Ahead of me I saw one of Avery's hands drop to a deeply reddened butt cheek and pet it gently. His right hand found the other twins asshole and began swirling his fingertip and then nudging it in, the boy in response seems to capture the fingertip and hold it tight. 

"You boys lay with me tonight. I'd like to keep an eye on you both, those cheeks can use some soothing. I'll put on some lotion."

As Avery and the twins entered the master bedroom the door shut behind them leaving me alone in the hall. 

Standing there alone I was disappointed yet relieved. I spent the night alone in the twins room not wanting to wash out my mouth.