Debt Collector

Alan awoke, struggling to remember. A residual sense of urgency troubled him as his mind cleared. A chill breeze brushed across his face and then, dreadfully, it all returned. Alan sat, restrained, facing the perverse scene. There were two forms, naked, on a twin bed. His younger son, nineteen year old Toby, lay just in front of him. His older son, twenty five year old Felix, loomed over his brother. Felix took Toby’s legs and lifted them up and back, bending his younger brother in half. He pushed Toby’s knees down until they were pinned to the bed, just under Toby’s armpits. His strong grip held the smaller boy in place, with his bare ass exposed. Felix’s cock arched up from his fuzzy groin, hard with arousal, and hovered tantalizingly over Toby’s pink pucker. 

“He likes what he sees,” the masked man said from behind Alan. The invader had his arm around front, groping at Alan’s crotch. Alan fumed, his wrists straining at the bonds. He was furious at this hellish position in which he had placed his family. His massive debts had come due and he was unable to pay, so his masters had sent this fucked-up stranger into his home as punishment. 

Felix had moved away years ago and Toby had headed to college this past fall. Alan was surprised to find himself rather lonely in his empty home. But winter break had just begun and Toby was back home, and Felix had come to visit for the week. With a full heart, Alan was looking forward to spending some quality time with his sons. 

But just as the little family was setting down for the night, Alan heard a commotion coming from Toby’s room. He poked his head in, only to find his two sons, stripped down to their underwear and hogtied on Toby’s bed. Alan glanced around the room, frantically trying to understand what was happening. His son’s were writhing and mumbling urgently into their gags. Alan saw that the window was open and the blinds were messed up. Before he could react, a strong arm wrapped around his chest from behind and he felt a needle prick his neck.  

“The money was due yesterday, Alan,” the stranger said. “I’m here to collect the collateral.” Those were the last words Alan heard for a while. He drifted off into unconsciousness. 

And now, here in his son’s bedroom, the masked stranger was making the brothers engage in outrageous sexual behaviors and Alan was forced to observe everything. This was Alan’s punishment for defaulting on his debts. 

The invader wore a black domino mask that covered only the area around his eyes. Alan could make out what might be youthful features hidden behind premature aging and a five o’clock shadow. He could imagine that living the rough life of an underworld goon would be tough on both the spirit and body. Despite the man’s lined face, Alan believed that this stranger was no older than Felix’s twenty five years. His tight shirt and slacks showed that he was quite a bit more powerful than either himself or his sons. Although the man cut a trim figure, the firm curves under his clothes spoke to a well-muscled individual. Alan knew that he and his boys would have no advantage in a physical confrontation. 

“Keep going,” the stranger called to the brothers. 

“Dad?” Felix questioned, looking towards his father with helpless worry in his eyes. He was poised in a position of lust, ready to pounce on his younger prey and grant sexual satisfaction to them both. But this wasn’t willing participation. He didn’t want to fuck his little brother. The stranger had ordered them to do this foul act, but Felix still hoped it was a bluff. Even then, as both brothers had been stripped naked and their bodies coerced into this repulsive arrangement, Felix still expected his dad to take control and save them all. 

But Alan had no choice. “Do it,” he said, defeated. The alternatives would be worse.

“But… Dad…” Toby protested weakly. “He’s my brother…” Toby was smaller in frame than his older brother. He looked so defenseless there, held tightly under Felix’s power, who was in turn beholden to the stranger’s wicked desires.

“You have to do it,” Alan repeated. “You have to fuck your brother, Felix. Toby, you have to let Felix do it.”

Felix turned back to Toby, heart sinking. He gazed down into the frightened kid’s face, then down between their long, slender bodies at the place where his hard cock rested along Toby’s ass crevice. He rubbed the underside of his cock along the floor of the forbidden valley a few times before pulling back, allowing his cock-head to drag down the cleft. Finally, the older brother’s bulbous, swollen knob made direct contact with Toby’s winking, rosy bud. His curved pole was already greased up at the stranger’s insistence, but the copious precum that seemed to flow freely from his cock-slit might have provided enough lubrication by itself. He wished that he wasn’t so hard and that he wasn’t so horny, but the pill that the man had given them had really got the boys worked up. Toby, too, was at full-mast, his tool fully engorged and a red knob shiny with pre-cum. Felix’s cock drooled another dollop of clear slickness onto his brother’s anal ring. Damn, Felix thought, I'm really about to fuck my little brother.

Alan watched, powerless to intervene, as Felix’s slim, fit body flexed, adding pressure to the place of forbidden connection. Toby’s smaller body jerked when Felix’s cock-head slipped past his tight ring. His young face twisted into a mask of pain.

“Push out, Toby,” the stranger suggested. “Push out when your brother pushes in. It’ll make it so much easier on you. Isn’t that right, Dad?”

“Yes, Toby. Listen to him.” Alan was so ashamed at being forced to coach his sons on the proper techniques of anal intercourse. 

Felix proceeded very carefully, ensuring that any pain that Toby would experience was reduced to mere discomfort. He didn’t want to hurt his brother, but he had to keep pushing forward. Toby’s body gripped Felix’s cock-knob so incredibly tightly, he didn’t know how he was going to work his entire shaft into the teenager. After a moment, allowing Toby’s virgin hole to adjust, he lowered himself, sinking more of his cock inside. Inch by inch, the hot flesh tunnel stretched open around his girth, accepting his stiffness. 

Toby’s head was swirling. He continued to push out as instructed, but that only allowed Felix’s big rod to enter him more deeply. He didn’t want that, but he figured that it would be worse if he resisted. The searing heat he felt when Felix’s helmet first slipped inside had faded. Opening himself up to the invading pole did seem to drastically reduce any further agony. He capitulated, giving up any hope that this would stop. Toby accepted big bro into his body. God, Felix was so big. How could he possibly take it all inside? As that impossibly thick meat stabbed deeper, so very slowly filling up Toby’s rear channel, there was a strange, gratifying irritation that radiated from that place where the brothers were joined. The smallest embers of a new emotion, a new awareness, were fanned within Toby.

The masked man unzipped Alan’s pants and pulled out his cock. Despite the sick act playing out in front of him, his dick was swelling, fatter, longer, stiffer in the stranger’s hand. The invader circled his thumb across Alan’s cock-head, spreading the clear, slick droplet of pre-cum across the sensitive dome. Alan shivered at the man’s manipulations. While getting jerked off, he continued to stare at his sons’ interaction. With Toby’s skinny legs thrown up into the air, Alan watched Felix use his lithe power to drive himself deeper.

With his cock sinking into his little brother’s hot, incredibly tight ass, Felix fought to control his pace. His dick certainly reacted positively to being enveloped by his brother’s anal grip, becoming stiffer than ever and gushing its fluid like an open faucet. He was at least satisfied that Toby wasn’t experiencing any pain. His little brother’s face was fraught with worry and uncertainty as Felix’s rod penetrated farther, but the ugliness of bolidy torment had vanished. He dragged his eyes down from Toby’s face, down his waifish body, over his teen cock, long and thick, and finally to his own hard rod, nearly complete in its initial task. Only an inch or so remained visible. Felix gazed at that precious hole, clamped so tightly around his cock-width. 

“Almost there, bro,” Felix said in an attempt to comfort Toby. What a nightmare. Proclaiming that his seven inch cock had nearly completed its journey into his own brother’s ass was supposed to be comforting? Regardless of his reluctance, at last, with his dark pubes mashed into Toby’s ass, Felix’s long, arched erection was totally buried inside his little brother.

Toby’s head was flung back, his eyes closed. His arms were stretched out along his sides, hands braced to Felix’s fuzzy thighs. He was beyond completely full now. His rectum was stretched so incredibly tightly around Felix’s man-cock. Their bodies were locked together. Letting out a breath through pursed lips, Toby turned his face back towards his big brother.

They stayed that way for a while, staring into each other’s eyes, sharing this moment silently. Felix was in emotional agony. Of course it was wrong that his dick was up inside his kid brother, but… hot damn... that tight, muscled channel gripping his horny boner was driving the older brother wild.

For Toby, having his boy-tunnel stretched wide by his big brother’s special tool was profound. He would never have dreamed of taking anyone’s cock up his ass before today, especially not his own brother’s, but now that the deed was done, he found himself questioning his inclinations. There was a new burning appetite waking within Toby. The rubbing of Felix’s cock-shaft across his inner walls had initiated an itch that Toby wanted scratched.

Though each brother was experiencing his separate emotions and physical sensations, both shared the same gaze and the same trauma. They were truly united in body and spirit with a depth very few people could understand.

Barging into their contemplations, the stranger ordered, “Kiss.”

Felix leaned in, keeping his dick fully embedded. More bare skin contact was achieved between their bodies, adding another layer to the swirl of confusing stimuli. The window was still open, and their warm bodies brought comfort in the frosty air. The brothers gazed at each other, unspoken mutual awareness passing between them. Felix closed the gap, brushing his lips to Toby’s. 

“More,” the man said. The brothers shut their eyes and Felix, tilting his head, pressed closer, totally sealing his lips to Toby’s. “Use your tongues,” the masked man commanded. “Show Daddy your tongues, boys.”

Each pair of lips parted and Felix’s tongue swiped into Toby’s mouth. He explored his bro for a moment before closing his lips around Toby’s and finishing the first kiss with a moist smack. Toby followed along as Felix repeated the maneuver. Lips and tongues were soon engaged in a simple, sensual operation. Wet noises filled the space between them. They exchanged hot breath through their open mouths, their slick tongues wrestling. Experiencing this new level of intimacy caused the mental walls of resistance to collapse further.

“Yeah, that’s great. Keep doing that,” the masked man said with lust tainting his voice. While Alan viewed his sons making out lewdly, the intruder manipulated his cock. Alan curtailed his innate reactions to this unwanted erotic provocation, although his will faltered. The man’s hand squeezed, then stroked upward, downward, upward. Alan’s slimy seepage aided in the good feelings, allowing the stranger’s hand to glide smoothly over his engorged cock.

The man was leaning in, ogling the bed scene with great lechery. “Start fucking,” he ordered.

Felix, maintaining his oral contact with Toby, raised up his hips, drawing his cock outward. Toby felt himself becoming empty, then filling up when Felix pushed back in. The older brother tried to keep it slow, withdrawing then inserting his cock into little Toby’s hole with deliberation.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it. Keep it up boys.” The stranger licked his lips lasciviously and watched for a moment longer before turning back to Alan. He cupped Alan’s balls while his other hand moved under his shirt. “You’re a fuckin’ prize, Dad,” the man taunted. He continued groping at Alan’s taut, fit body, and Alan had trouble maintaining his defiance. The man then pulled out a knife, clicked it open, and brought it to Alan’s chest. A spike of fear rose within him, but then the invader laughed wildly. “Calm the fuck down,” he said, then used the blade to slice open Alan’s shirt. He tore the shreds away, leaving Alan bare-chested.

Felix continued his fucking, ignoring anything else that was happening in the room. His little brother’s ass-tunnel was clenched on his long, hard cock as he fucked inward, then back. The feeling was impossible to ignore, and Felix found himself contending with conflicting emotions. His mind was repelled at these actions that he was forced to commit, but his body responded enthusiastically to the sexual stimulation. Juggling all this was difficult, and Felix was slipping. He pressed harder to Toby’s lips, making out with his kid brother anxiously.

Toby strangled his vocal, guttural reactions as Felix used his cock like a piston in his asshole. The thick, stiff meat-tube grinding into his guts stirred up a foreign reaction. The burning itch deep within his hole was both caused and sated by his big brother’s big cock. His young mind was in disarray, an unresolved spiral of urgency, passion, and disgust.

“All right, that’s great. Now Felix, you lay down.”

Felix stopped his pumping motions and the boys pulled apart. Felix watched Toby’s hole stretch around his shaft as he retreated. His cock finally popped free, bouncing upward. Toby’s legs dropped down and the boy dragged a forearm across his face, wiping away the saliva. He scooted over and sat up as Felix lay down on his back. Both brothers were relieved at their uncoupling, but they were also surprised by a tinge of unexpected sadness. Within this devilish treatment, they had formed a strange bond, and each now longed for that bond to continue.

“I want the kid to sit on it,” the man prompted.

Toby tentatively swung a leg over his brother’s waist, but didn’t know what to do next. Felix held up his rod, brushing the fat head through his brother’s cheeks until he located the boy’s hole. He pushed his hips up until his knob lodged itself past Toby’s tight ring. Felix held Toby’s skinny waist and pulled him down onto his cock. Toby felt his big brother’s member once again filling up his tiny hole. Felix’s cock felt enormous to Toby. He dropped forward, resting his head on Felix’s shoulder, overcome with the intense sensation.

Felix bent his legs up to accommodate for Toby’s collapse, searching for the best angle to fuck his meat into the boy. He continued his insertion until his cock was once again fully implanted into Toby’s ass.

“Keep kissing,” the masked man ordered.

Toby lifted his head, his eyes groggy with confused pleasure and resignation. He brought his face over Felix’s. Felix pumped his mass into poor Toby as the teen whimpered into his mouth. Toby didn’t seem to have the presence of mind to actively kiss Felix, just hovering above his older brother, their lips grazing. Felix took control, tilting his head and pressing forward. He held the back of Toby’s head as his tongue engaged with the boy’s.

“Mmm, yeah, that’s nice,” the stranger said. Alan followed along, noting with distaste each lick and suck of their tongues. He noted each fuck of Felix’s cock into Toby’s ass. He didn’t know what else to do, other than stare at his boys’ interlocked bodies. The intruder was trying his best, however, to split Alan’s attention. He had his hands, slick with pre-cum, working expertly over his hard Dad-rod. Fingers dung into Alan’s pants, down beyond his balls, clawing at his hole. The stranger’s probing digits sent shockwaves through Alan’s body. He did this to Alan all while keeping one eye on the brothers. 

“Little one, put your hands behind your head. Show Daddy that sweet little body.”

Toby disengaged from Felix’s mouth and sat up straight, lacing his fingers behind his head. He looked over at his dad and the stranger apprehensively. His boner stood up attentively from his groin. As he raised and lowered his body onto Felix’s mast, his cock waved stiffly up and down, almost comically. His tiny, pink nipples were erect in the coolness of the room. 

“Look how hard your baby boy is,” the tormentor sneered. “Just like Daddy.”

Felix’s hands moved up and down his slim brother’s sides as the kid rode on his cock. Of course, he couldn’t ignore Toby’s stiff pole jutting out right before his face. One hand enclosed Toby’s erection. Toby was a champ, taking Felix’s big thing while showing off his slender form and nice hard cock. The boy was so vulnerable, but he soldiered on. Felix pushed up into the kid as Toby lowered himself onto big brother. The older brother felt something like pride burning in his chest. Pride for his baby brother.

“Okay, little one, now get on your hands and knees,” the stranger instructed. Toby slipped himself upward, feeling Felix being dragged out of his tight anal grip. When he was free, he moved to the side and dropped his upper body down so his elbows rested on the bed. 

The stranger seemed to be enjoying himself. “Get behind him, big bro.” Felix moved into position, kneeling just behind Toby’s butt. “Grab his ass,” the stranger ordered. Felix placed his hands on Toby’s buns, letting them fill his palms. “Spread ’em apart.” Felix parted his kid brother’s cheeks and he spied the tiny bud hidden inside. He was surprised that such a small thing could take his curved flagpole, but it had. Repeatedly. And there it was now, just as small as before it had been fucked. 

“Yeah, take a look at your brother’s hole. Hey, Daddy. Big bro likes the little man’s hole, huh? You pleased with your boys?” 

Felix felt he knew where this was going, looking down at his arched cock, hard as ever, inches away from Toby’s abused hole. But he was wrong.

“Bend over and eat it,” the man ordered, maliciously laughing. 

Shocked at the new order, Felix moved back a bit, then leaned in, bringing his face close. Sticking his dick into Toby’s ass was one thing, but putting his face there? His mouth? Then he felt ashamed. For Felix, it was easier the other way, fucking Toby's hole. But for poor Toby, what a relief it must have been without a big cock up his ass. So Felix forced himself to think of this as a boon for Toby.

“Lick it!”

Felix stuck his tongue out and drew it on the floor of Toby’s valley. He did it again, then again, trying to avoid the deeper trench that was home to Toby’s tiny button. After all, would the man know?

“Just the hole now.”

So much for that tactic. Felix pulled out for a moment to survey the land. Then he moved his tongue back in, right at the puckered spot. He wiggled his tongue around his little brother’s asshole. 

“Kiss it,” the man said.

Felix puckered and kissed Toby’s hole. He alternated tonguing and kissing, eventually finding a rhythm. This was sort of like making out, but with an asshole instead of a mouth. It was not nearly as foul as he had expected. Toby was a clean boy, and he soon found that his brother was pushing back onto his tongue.

In a day of firsts, Toby found that each new task was a mixture of embarrassing humiliation and bewildering pleasure. This ass-eating was no different. He couldn’t stop himself from wanting it. He was almost ready to call out to Felix for more. He wasn’t sure if his cock was hard because of the boner pills that the stranger gave them, or because he was actually turned on by this. He almost lost his mind when Felix’s stiffened tongue stabbed its way past his anal ring into his rectum. Feeling the hot breath and the slimy, squirming muscle in his secret, sensitive spot made Toby moan. 

“That’s fucking amazing, boys,” the masked man said. He watched Felix tongue-fucking his baby brother for a while before continuing with his demands. “Now go ahead and fuck him, Felix.”

Felix prayed to God for forgiveness. He knew this situation was not his fault, but he still hated himself for enjoying it. It didn’t happen all at once, but rather gradually each time they switched positions. Felix pushed himself back into Toby on the orders of the masked stranger and Toby’s ass was welcoming. Felix’s concern for his brother’s comfort faded as his own sensations of arousal grew, until it became too strong to suppress. He found himself openly reveling in the tight, warm embrace of Toby’s hole around his stiff cock. His soft, slow insertions morphed into intense thrusting.

“He’s really liking it now,” the stranger whispered into Alan’s ear. Alan watched Felix bucking his hips into Toby, filling the boy’s ass aggressively with his big cock. He wanted to tell his oldest son to take it easy, but knew that such a request would be met with some worse reprisal from the stranger. So instead he merely gazed at his sons' bodies, at the place where they became one.

Toby’s upper body fell forward, his face and shoulders collapsing onto the bed. Felix leaned in, placed his hand on Toby’s shoulders. He put his weight on the boy and was now more easily sawing his hard rod into Toby’s ass. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* came the sound of their bodies colliding with lust-filled ardor.

“Uuuuuhhh!” Toby groaned into the sheets. “Uuuuh, fuuuck!” His younger, slighter form writhed beneath his brother’s assault. “Oooooh, yeah. Fuuuuck yessss,” he hissed. The more aggressive Felix became, the more Toby’s resistance to this whole scenario dissolved. A new desire firmly established itself deep inside his soul, a profound longing for that big bro cock which was slamming into some unknown pleasure spot inside his ass.

Felix processed Toby’s cries of pleasure, which only served to heighten his own intense feelings. Apparently, Toby was enjoying the fucking, so Felix released his guilt and allowed himself the full pleasures of his kid brother’s tight ass.

Alan was dying inside as he watched his boys fall into depravity. They were both clearly overcome with the fervor of this new physical, sexual interaction. He saw Toby’s hand reach beneath himself and wrap itself around his stiff cock. The kid jerked himself off while his big brother pounded his ass with his full length. Their tight, youthful bodies were shiny with sweat from their carnal workout. 

The masked stranger interrupted their bliss. “All right, kiddo, get over here now.” Felix took a few more strokes before calming down and removing himself from Toby. Toby, bemused and dazed, stepped onto the carpet and walked the few paces between the bed and Alan. His heavy heartbeat was calming itself after the intense fucking. The kid’s skinny body stood before his father, his prick so very stiff.

“On your knees.” Toby was bewildered from the vigorous fuck he had just received. He obeyed the man, dropping down, placing himself within access of Alan’s exposed, engorged prick. The masked man took two fingers to the underside of Alan’s cock-head and pulled the rod back until it was pressed to Alan’s flat tummy.

“Lick it,” he said. Toby brought his face close, hesitating for a moment, staring at his own father’s astonishing cock. His lips parted and he brought his tongue to the base of Alan’s manhood, right above his ball sack. He dragged his flat tongue upward until he reached the stranger’s fingers. 

“Again,” the man ordered.

Toby repeated the gesture, lapping up along Alan’s hot length. Again and again, like he was licking a popsicle, Toby coated his dad’s meat with his saliva. He tasted his dad’s sweat and what he had to assume was his precum. All the while, he played with his own stiff cock. 

“Good. Now lick his balls.” The man’s hand began to stroke the shaft again and Toby used his lips and tongue on his father’s hefty, hairy nuts. Alan wasn’t strong enough to hold back his moans.

“Look up here. Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue.” The masked stranger held the base of Alan’s member and bent it forward until it was nearly horizontal. Alan’s swollen cock-head rested on his young son’s outstretched tongue. The man moved his fingers tightly towards the tip, like he was squeezing a toothpaste tube. A thick dollop of pre-cum oozed out onto Toby’s waiting tongue.

Toby felt the heavy glob land. The man repeated the movement and more of Alan’s thick liquid leaked out for Toby to taste. “Swallow it,” the invader said, and Toby brought his tongue back inside, closed his lips, and swallowed Dad’s pre-cum. The tangy-sweet flavor lingered. 

Dad was harder than ever now, feeling wretchedly vile for being turned on by his own son’s innocent face being forced into such lewd activities. The man released the fat thing. It was getting more difficult to keep it horizontal as it grew stiffer, so he allowed it to be free, growing up towards the ceiling like a tree trunk. Alan found himself wanting the man to order Toby to do more perverse things to his dick. It sickened and aroused him.

“Come here,” the masked man beckoned to Toby. “Suck on it.” Toby moved his head right above Alan’s pole and opened his mouth. He closed around the drooling knob. The stranger held the young guy’s head in two hands, guiding him downward onto his father’s member. “Yeah, just like that,” he said. “Give Daddy the best blowjob of his life, Sonny Boy.” Once Toby had found his rhythm, sucking about half the fat pole up and down, the stranger moved his attention across the room.

“Now you,” the man said, gesturing to Felix. Felix rose from the bed and stepped closer. “Get that amazing fuck-stick back inside your brother,” the stranger said. 

Felix dropped down behind Toby and took hold of his meat, aiming at the exposed bullseye. Grabbing Toby’s waist with one hand, he moved his hips forward, pushing his cock back into Toby. Toby munched and suckled on Alan’s huge tool while Felix pounded his twinky brother’s ass. Feelings of regret and opposition had vanished. Felix reveled in his filthy task, loving Toby’s hot tightness. 

Toby moaned around a mouthful of his dad’s cock. He lusted for his big brother’s meat. He wanted it up his ass so bad. He didn’t understand what had happened to him, but he did know that he liked the curious new tickle that Felix’s big, hard dick had activated inside his hole. As that fuck-stick rubbed his inner walls, Toby couldn’t help but let out another groan as he slupred up and down on his father’s cock. He was being filled at both ends, and he loved it. He worked diligently to please his father as well, trying to bring his dad as much pleasure as he could.

Alan was mystified at his young son’s zealous cock-sucking, but he wouldn’t object. Toby’s amateur slobbering was the hottest blow-job Alan had ever received. He looked down at his son’s cute face, impaled with his fat daddy dick. The teenager’s enthusiasm overshadowed his lack of experience. It was thrilling for Alan to see his son so engulfed in his lewd labor. Down a little father, Alan could see Toby’s arm shaking, no doubt jerking himself off again. Then farther still, along Toby’s slender body, between his little, round buns, Alan watched Felix’s cock slamming into the younger guy. He found a rising happiness within himself. Alan was glad that his boy’s seemed to be enjoying their duties, just as he himself was.

“Fuuuck, what a perfect sight. Such a loving family.” The stranger took in the moving tableau, father and two sons engaged in erotic, illicit sex, and enjoying it. He used his knife to cut Alan’s bonds. The stranger was absolutely certain that Alan had been completely seduced and would be submissive to all further interactions. 

“Let’s mix it up again.” 

All too soon, Felix once again pulled himself out of his brother. He followed the intruder’s instructions, laying down on the carpet. Felix was on his back, propped up on his elbows, and Toby was on his stomach between Felix’s outstretched legs. 

“Get sucking on big bro’s balls, little one.” Toby took in Felix's nuts, lapping and sucking on each one in turn. Through a series of further instructions, Toby found himself digging between Felix’s buns, trying to locate his big brother’s asshole. Spit-soaked fingers jabbed at Felix’s tight pucker until they finally slipped in. Felix hissed as two of his little brother’s digits entered his rear tunnel. Toby continued to lathe the heavy nuts and jerk Felix’s cock. His two fingers sank deeper.

The intruder was now spreading a cold, slimy liquid over Alan’s stalk. Alan knew that his tool was being lubricated. Eager anticipation mingled with fear. He wondered which of his sons he was about to fuck. 

Felix gazed down along his teenage brother's slim back to his twin mounds, where the man was now slipping his own digits into the kid’s worked-over hole. He looked up to Felix and said, “Go fuck yourself with your dad’s dick.” Felix stood, pulling himself away from Toby’s groping mouth and hands. Stepping over to his father, he straddled Dad’s lap, his impressive tool waving stiffly, right in his father’s face. He reached between his legs to grab the massive, slimy pole. His dad looked up at his face, but Felix avoided his gaze while settling his hot little hole down on the flared cock-cap. Apprehension coursed through Felix. He had grown to enjoy fucking Toby’s ass, but he was terrified of what Dad’s cock would do to his own asshole. Feeling that fat thing working its way into his body, Felix pushed out, accepting this new mass like he had been taught. He had to do this, but he was abashed. He had felt bad for Toby as he was forced to penetrate his little brother. But now he was on the other end, humiliated and emasculated. 

Meanwhile, the masked man had his clothes stripped off and stood oppressively over Toby’s slight, prone form. “Flip over,” he ordered, and Toby rolled over onto his back. He drank in his tall, wiry master. The athletic body was dusted with hair, on his chest, on his forearms and shins, on his thighs, and around his cock and balls. The gruff, scruffy man knelt, presenting his lengthy, girthy rod and made Toby repeat the oral administrations that he had been taught. The man cradled Toby’s head as the boy slipped his lips along his fleshy flagpole. The intruder bent himself so that he could grope at Toby’s nakedness, pinching a nipple, palming his chest and feeling his tight tummy, then moving his fingers through the boy’s modest bush. He jerked the kid’s still-hard stick a few times before continuing beyond to insert his exploring fingertips into the tight hole. Toby moved his hands over the man’s strong thighs as he swallowed the large cock.

“You know where this is going?” the man said, leering down at his cock between Toby’s lips. “You know what I have planned for your little hole, boy? Well, answer me.”

Toby looked up at the man with worried eyes and nodded, the fat thing still in his mouth. The stranger laughed at such a display. “Take it out. Tell me what I’m gonna do to you.”

That obscene organ *schlorped* free from Toby’s mouth. “Y-ou’re…” Toby’s voice cracked and he realized how long it had been since he’d spoken. “You’re gonna fuck me?” Toby half stated, half asked, as if there were any hope that it was the wrong answer. 

“That’s right! You’re a smart kid, ya know that?” Gliding his hand on his own cock with deliberate slowness, he asked, “Do you think you can take this whole thing up your little ass?”

“I dunno,” Toby answered, staring at the massive, meaty thing hovering over his face. “I don’t think so,” he said, daring to defy the man.

“Oh, I bet you can, kiddo. Let’s find out together.”

Of course, he wasn’t looking forward to getting fucked by this man. He was scared to death. But, as he studied the huge thing, he thought about how he had learned a desire for Felix’s cock up inside him. He was getting off from big bro’s pounding. And now he started to wonder what this stranger’s much-bigger cock would feel like inside him. Not that he had much say in the matter. The man moved around between his legs and lifted them up. Toby was familiar with this position by now, and held his own legs back towards his chest. The man took aim and leaned in. Toby remembered to push out and the man’s big knob slipped right in. 

“Ooooh, fuck, that’s right. Open up for me.” This man really was bigger than Felix. Toby felt like he was getting impaled for the first time all over again. The man leered down at him. "You like my cock, boy? You want me to fuck this ass good?"

"...too big," Toby whimpered.

"It sure is. It's gonna feel great inside this tight little ass of yours," the masked man said. He continued, and Toby made real sure to keep himself open. The invader wasn't going to stop, so Toby felt the urgent need to eliminate all resistance. 

Alan kept an ear on the stranger’s conversation with Toby. His own daddy-cock was half-lodged up inside his older son’s ass while his younger son was getting filled up with the masked invader’s huge tool. Alan kept his utterances locked away inside as Felix lowered his tight anal grip onto his cock. It was so hot and snug. Alan had never felt anything like it.

Back on the floor, the stranger finally had his whole tool stuck up inside Toby’s guts. The man pressed inward, humping his cock into the boy’s insides. Toby uttered wordless noises. He had ascended to a new level. That mammoth muscle bumped aggressively into his secret pleasure spot as it moved in and out. Was this the worst thing that had ever happened to young Toby, or the best? 

Felix was becoming fuller than ever with his dad’s thick meat. He was shaking, struggling to support himself as he dropped his ass down onto the hot, stiff flesh-pole. He was shocked to feel his dad pushing upward. Dad pumped his cock up into his son and Felix let his weight fall onto his father. With his forehead down on his dad’s shoulder, he whispered, “… fuuck… oooh fuuuuuuuck….” He had taken the whole thing. His ass was on fire, but he now possessed a new awareness. The fat trunk plowed into him, massaging his insides and awakening a phenomenal sensation. His own cock was still swollen to its fullest size, and he felt the strong urge to touch himself.

Alan heard his son’s mewling and felt the need to thrust hard into his boy. He was rewarded with affirmative groans croaking out of Felix's throat. When was the last time Felix had sat on his lap? Surely, long ago, an innocent young boy once sought the comfort of his loving father’s embrace. Now, Felix was once again sitting on Daddy’s lap, but also had Daddy’s hard cock lodged all the way up his ass. Hot damn, that boy's hole was the best fuck Alan had ever experienced. His barriers of rebellion crumbled and Alan fell into total obedience with that masked invader's cruel plan.

As Alan and Felix both uttered their pleasures, the stranger held onto Toby’s big boner and jerked it while fucking his ass. Toby cried out under the anal assault. 

“You gonna cum for me?” The man needled. "Oooh, yeah, boy, shoot your cum for me!"

Toby's young form was experiencing a revelation. The burning, irresistible tingling inside his fuck-hole drove the youth over the edge. "Fuuuuck, yes, fuck me," the young man groaned. "God, oh Jesus, yes, fuuuuuck!" The fat cock up his ass pushed his orgasm out from the inside, and the rough grip on his cock pulled his cum up from his balls. His white nectar splattered across his clenched chest and stomach. 

"Fuck yes! Yes, boy, that's it! Ugh! Uhhhhh!" The man bucked hard into Toby, spilling his own goop up into the boy's spasming asshole. 

Dad and Felix listened to their brother's orgasm, and their captor's orgasm. They breathed into each other's mouths while tongues tangled. Father and son lustily kissed as Alan wrapped his arms around Felix’s lean torso. Alan felt a wetness at his nuts and saw the stranger standing behind Felix. Toby was on his knees, licking his daddy’s balls as Alan pumped his pole into Felix’s ass. The man reached around to tweak Felix's nips and jerk his stiff cock.

"Ah, god, Dad, uhh, shit!" Felix was overcome by the twin assault on his asshole and his hard cock. “Oh, fuck! Fuck me!” Dad’s thickness was rubbing on some amazing spot deep inside him. It was too much. Combined with the rough handling of his sensitive cock-head, Felix soon felt himself falling over the edge. He shot his load all over his father. 

As his son’s cum splashed on Alan’s tight, naked abdomen, Felix’s tight hole spasmed around his thick stiffness. Alan grunted, painting his son's guts with his viscous man-fluids.

The small family was left panting in the sharp coldness, recovering from their insane sexual encounter. The stranger’s demeanor was transformed. His task complete, all traces of maliciousness had vanished. While pulling on his clothes, he spoke one last warning to Alan about his debts. “Your commitments are now resolved,” the masked man said. “But everyone from your old circle will know about this.” He leaned into Alan, pressing his lips to the other man’s, with one hand holding his face. He repeated the gesture with Alan’s sons. It was a surprisingly gentle farewell after a night of unwilling degeneracy. “Thanks, fellas,” he said with a slight smile, and walked out the bedroom. Alan was faintly aware of the front door opening and closing. The stranger was gone.

Alan collected himself. He asserted his authority, trying to build back up the shattered family structure. He had each of them shower as he removed the sheets from Toby's bed. He offered his younger son his master bedroom while he slept on the couch that night, figuring that no one would want to spend any more time in the tainted space. 

In the following 24 hours, Alan had them all get tested for STDs. They all came back clean, and the patriarch wept with gratitude. He moved himself and his sons across the country. Enrolling them all in therapy, he tried his best to compensate for what his family had lost on that terrible day. 

But all his efforts were eventually fruitless. One day, months later, Alan had finished preparing dinner. He called after his boys to the table, but received no response. He hiked up the stairs to check on them. Toby's room was empty, so he moved to Felix's and was astounded to find them stripped down to their underwear, in bed, entwined in each other’s arms. They swiped their tongues into each other’s mouths while humping their bulging baskets together. Felix lay on his back with smaller Toby on top. The older brother’s hands moved down Toby’s slim body towards his round cheeks. Dad watched Felix’s long fingers gripping into the boy’s mounds, Toby’s soft buns bulging between Felix’s digits.

Then, Toby slipped off of his brother and they lay side-by-side. Felix twisted his upper body over Toby and Toby rose up so they could continue their passionate kissing. Toby’s hand groped at his big brother’s bare torso, feeling up Felix’s chest and abdomen. He finally reached his prize, and held tightly to the hard rod hidden inside Felix’s underwear. 

Felix reached between Toby’s legs, slipping his fingers into the leg-hole of the kid’s briefs. Although Alan couldn't see, he knew Felix's fingers were pushing into Toby's hole. Toby let out a little whimper and pulled his face away.

"Fuck me," Toby whispered. Alan hearing his son proclaiming such desires was enough. His cock was too hard to keep locked away in his pants. He was depressed that all of his efforts were for naught, and that the brothers had been irreversibly perverted by the incident. But watching them for these few moments had been more arousing that anything he’d experienced in the months following the masked man’s visit. 

“What’s this now, boys?” Alan asked, stepping forward.

“Oh god, Dad!” Toby shouted, startled by his father’s presence. They both had fear in their eyes.

"Now, don't freak out, guys. I'm not mad." He took a seat at the end of the bed, his back to the boys. Felix slipped his fingers out of his little brother's hole and Toby released his big brother's meat. "I'm just..." He sighed heavily. "I guess I'm just sad that you guys are ruined now. I don't blame you. But I worry that you'll never live a normal life."

“C'mon, Dad," Felix spoke up. "No, we’re not ‘ruined’ or anything like that. It’s just... we like being with each other. It’s comforting. It’s probably the only comforting thing we have right now."

“He makes me feel safe,” Toby said, reaching for his dad's shoulder.

“Do you think... your old man can ever make you... ‘feel safe?’” He turned to face his sons.

Felix looked to Toby. The older brother spoke up, “I think we’d like that.” They both closed in, snaking their arms around their father. Clothes came off, and hard cocks rose from horny bodies. 

A short time later, Toby suckled on Alan’s fat, leaky knob, hungrily lapping up his precum. Felix munched on his shaft, running his tongue on the underside before playing Alan’s dick like a harmonica. Both his sons were completely enthralled by their father’s proud erection and worked diligently with their mouths to show their fondness. Toby’s lips slipped from his dome, a strand of saliva and man-juices still connecting them. Felix took his place, slipping his hot mouth over the sensitive cap. Now Toby kissed and sucked at the side of Alan’s sausage while Felix tongued the ridge of his bulb, sucking down all the tasty, seeping liquid. 

Dinner grew cold as the bond between father and sons strengthened. Alan sat back, relaxed and so proud of his boys. His sons had made each other feel good, and they were making him feel good. Soon, he would return the gesture. The meal could wait an hour... or two. This happy little family was busy laying the foundation for their loving, sexual future together.