The Delivery Man

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The boys pleaded into their gags and struggled against the zip ties they had tightly strapped around their wrists and ankles, themselves. There was no use. The twins couldn't pull their hands out of the bindings. All they could do was sit there while this unknown sick freak sprayed water on the boys and laughed.

"Look how good of a job you dumbasses did following direction. All tied up and no place to go," the sinister man in the delivery uniform laughed, causing a cold chill to race up Kyle and Kevin's spines.

Bronson knew how close all the brothers were. Fuck, they Kevin, Kyle and Adam jerked off together three times a week at minimum. He knew that they would do anything for one another. The delivery man only planned to take two, but Adam wasn't really a problem for him either. 

As he stood in front of the two eighteen year old ginger twins, with well toned smooth bodies and full jock pouches, he felt an incredible surge of power. He loved watching his new captives struggle and pull on their restraints, and curse him while drooling pathetically in their ball gags. 

The boy's continued to show weak protests while the delivery man circled them and took countless pictures with his phont.

"Gotta make some memories with you boys tonight," the devliery man said with an arrogant smirk on his face.

While Kyle whimpered into his gag for the man to just let them go, Kevin continued to furiously pull at his restraints. It made for some good photography. Bronson knew it would enhance his end product so much better. Now it was time to get some video to further spice things up. Bronson put his phone away, and grabbed another zip tie.

"So, which one of you bitches is going first?" He asked them.

Kevin and Kyle stared up at him. What did he mean? What the hell did this psycho have in store for them now?

Bronson smiled as he saw their hilarious, baffled and gagged faces. 

"You see boys," Bronson explained, "I'm going to give you two, and only two chances for this party to stay here tonight. If you fail these chances, you go back to my place for the night and we can really have some fun. So, which one of you wants to go first?"

"Mmffmfm Mrrrphh!" Kevin yelled into the red ball gag.

"Oh, I'm sorry bitch. I'm not sure which one you are. You're both so identical. I can't tell you apart. I wonder if there's ANYTHING on you boys that's different?" the delivery man said as he lifted up Kevin's chin to force the boy to make eye contact with him. 

Kevin tried to hold a firm stare, but by the end of this freak's statements he was getting a whole more worried. Hir concerns were further incited when the guy pulled out some scissors.

"We don't need these little jocks anymore. Tonight, you're livestock, and you'll dress like livestock," The delivery man explained as he cut off the boys jocks to reveal matching thick seven and a half inch cocks.

Bronson inspected them thoroughly. The boys grimaced as the stranger fumbled and examined their dicks, which were progressively getting harder. Why the fuck was he doing this? Things got even weirder when he made them lean forward so he could examine the boys' asses. 

"Just as I thought," the man said, "Perfectly identical, down tot he size of your little assholes.

Bronson smiled as he elicted out a moan from each boy as he slid a wet finger into their holes. Now as he circled each boy they could only bring themselves to look at his feet, leaving Bronson very pleased with his work so far. 

"So let's get back to it. Shall we? Which one of you naked bitches is going to volunteer first?" the man asked the cowering bound boys.

Kevin flashed him a defiant eye and tried to mumble a fuck you through his gag.

"Perfect!" the man said as he walked behing Kevin, cut his zip tie holding his wrists behind the support beam and threw him to his hands and kness, "stay there!"

Kevin stayed put, weighing his options. His feet were still zip tied. He had already tried wriggling them out. Now he was cursing himself for pulling the zip tie so tight. He didn't have long to ponder his current situation. The man pulled him by his red, wavy hair up to his knees. Kevin still tried to remain defiant, and looked straight forward as if to ignore the man, who didn't seem to notice as he ziptied the boy's hands behind his back yet again. Only this time he wasn't bound to the support beam. 

"Alright bitch, you can be lame and make me have the party here before the night ends, or we can move this on to the next level before letting you go," the man said, "All you need to do is to get your other brother, twin B, to cum."

Kevin and Kyle shot eachother worried looks. How was he going to get Kyle to cum? His hands were tied, and even though the brothers had beaten off with each other before he knew this wasn't the typical ambience of that. 

"Ugh, this whole not knowing which of which you are is annoying," the man said to Kevin as he loosened his ball gag and released the boy's mouth.

Kevin spit up a bunch of drool before regaining his composure, "Look man, I'm Kevin, and I.."

"Shut the fuck up," the man interrupted him, "I don't give a fuck what you have to say. Why would you have any reason to tell me the truth anyways?"

Kevin thought about speaking up again, but the man had a point. He and Kyle were identical, they didn't exactly have their ID's on them, and bound naked the way they were there was no way for a stranger to tell them apart. 

"So from here on out tonight you," the man said while placing his hand on Kevin's head, "will be known as Fuck Whore."

The name stung in Kevin's head. It was pretty clear from the get go that this guy was going to use them for sex, but he figured maybe just pictures. The name suggested that he was looking at making this more intense.

"And you," said the man as he pulled Kyle's chin up to make the boy look directly into his eyes, "will be known as Cum Slut."

Kyle's eyes began to water as his new nickname sank in. He weakly tried to pull at his own restraints, but he too got nowhere. All he could do was whimper through his gag and hope that this man showed them mercy. He watched as the man wrapped a dog collar around his brother's terrified face, and cringe as he locked it with a padlock and attached a leash to the lead in front of it.

"You ready to do your part too Cum Slut?" the man asked.

Kyle stayed quiet, he didn't want to acknowledge that name that the man had given him, but he grew infinitely more nervous as he lead his bound brother over to him.

This had worked out better than the delivery man had hoped. Abducting the boys at the same time was helping them break twice as fast. He already saw Cum Slut fading, Fuck Whore wouldn't be too far behind. As he positioned the boy in front of his brother, he gave Fuck Whore an encouraging slap on the ass to get things started.

"Hurry up Fuck Whore! You got five minutes." Bronson said while taking his phone out to record the display in front of him. 

"Please man...I can't jerk him off like this..." Fuck Whore whined.

"Stupid fucking bitch," Bronson interrupted, "I didn't ungag you to hear you speak, I ungagged you so you could get those dick sucking lips over your brother's cock and see if you could make him cum. You only get two chances so don't fuck this up. Five minutes, bend over and suck him, Fuck Whore!"

Bronson watched as Fuck Whore weighed his options. He struggled again to escape his bonds. No matter how he pulled, they wouldn't come loose. He slowly realized he would have to do this. 

"Five minutes, starting NOW." Bronson said to interrupt his train of thought. 

The delivery man activated a very audible stop watch. Bronson made sure to to purchase one that counted off every second. He wanted to make sure he knew every bit of time that was ticking away. 

"Better lick him atleast, time's a wasting Fuck Whore. Cum Slut is counting on you," Bronson said.

Finally, Fuck Whore bent over and dragged his tongue up his brother's long thick shaft.

The effect on Cum Slut was instantaneous, and Bronson caught it all on video. Cum Slut's whole body shivered with pleasure at the sensation of Fuck Whore's tongue. When he stopped, Cum Slut pleaded through his gag for his brother to continue, which seemed like the only encouragement Fuck Whore needed.

Fuck Whore began to audibly suck and lick at his brother's cock. It was clear he'd never done this before, but Bronson couldn't deny that the bitch was trying.

"Look at that Cum Slut," Bronson said so the video would catch his voice, "you're brother is now a bonafide cocksucker. Three minutes left. Better fill that mouth up with some of your cream little dude, or its back to my place."

Cum Slut began to try and fuck his brother's mouth as Fuck Whore tried to take more and more of his dick in his mouth. He did everything he could to move the cumming process ahead further. Basically he tried to act like every one of the bitches from the porn movies he and his brother's loved watching, until he was so immersed in sucking Cum Slut's dick that he let the entire rest of the world fade away.

"Stick your ass out you little bitch," Bronson commanded as he smacked Fuck Whore's left ass cheek. 

Fuck Whore bent over further to stick his ass out. The Delivery Man zoomed out to get the whole show. He wanted to show off the boy's other assets (so to speak) in the video too. 

"Thirty seconds..." Bronson warned, sending Fuck Whore to put in another 100 percent of effort into getting Cum Slut off. 

The delivery man counted down the last seconds for his new whores, who were desperately trying to get Cum Slut to ejaculate. By the team he reached zero, Bronson thought he might actually shoot. Sadly for the boys, Bronson pulled Fuck Whore's head away. Cum Slut probably only needed a few more seconds.

"Oooooh too bad boys. Looked like a close one," Bronson said, feigning sympathy.

Cum Slut and Fuck Whore were panting hard. They were out of breath from the ordeal. A nice trail of drool had formed on Cum Slut's chest that stretched all the way up to the boy's ball gagged mouth. His little red treasure trail was even soaked in drool. Meanwhile, Fuck Whore had collapsed on the floor with his ass sticking up in the air. Bronson looked down on the restrained eight-teen year old like he was a piece of meat.

Fuck Whore stared back at him. He was still heavily panting and trying to reconcile what he had just done in his head. Finally, he spoke up.

"Mister...please you've had your fun. Just..." Fuck Whore said before being cut off.

"Look you little slut. You're mine, tonight. You both agreed, and unless you can squirm out of those zip ties I don't think there's anything your bitch ass can do about it!" Bronson snapped.

The look on Fuck Whore was priceless. It was finally starting to sink in to the dumb fuck. His brother had already figured it out, but Fuck Whore was much more stubborn.

"Fuck you man! Me and my brother won't even need the cops. We're gonna fuck you up all by ourselves!" Fuck Whore yelled out defiantly.

"I bet you are, little boy," Bronson laughed as he pulled Fuck Whore to his feet, "But that's enough out of you for now. It's Cum Slut's turn to try and get a load out of YOU. I bet you love your dick sucked on. So just enjoy it."

Before Fuck Whore had a chance to respond, Bronson forced his ballgag back into the slave's mouth and tightened it. He was again rendered speechless. All he could do was sit there and watch as Bronson fastened another collar around Cum Slut, locked it and took off the boy's ball gag.

Now Cum Slut wanted to speak up, "Look dude we can pay you a lot of money just to leave..."

"Shut UP!" Bronson yelled forcing his huge hand over the boy's mouth and holding it shut, "right now your mouth isn't for talking. Right now, it's for sucking on your brother's cock."

Bronson cut Cum Slut off of the support pole and retied his hands behind his back. Next, he dragged the boy over to Fuck Whore and lined them up so they were facing eachother. From this position and without either boy tied to a pole, he could get a much better video of the boy's blow job practice sessions.

"Alright Cum Slut, let's see if you can get a mouthful of jizz and win. It's your last chance, otherwise I'm going to load you up and really give you a night to remember," Bronson explained to the bound captives.

Cum Slut looked very panicked. He could barely make eye contact with his brother and grew even more nervous when Bronson dangled the stop-watch in his face.

"Ready, boy?" Bronson whispered in his ear before setting up the video on his phone, "SUCK!"

Cum Slut bent over and didn't waste time like his brother did. He immediately took the shaft into his mouth and started to suck on it like it supplied him with air. He bobbed his head up and down in a fast motion and worked his mouth all the way down to the red pubic hairs. The lower he got, the more gagging noises he made. After only a minute had passed, Bronson decided to provide the boys with some encouragement.

"Yea faggot suck that dick!" he yelled at the boys making sure it picked up on the camera audio.

Fuck Whore shot him an angry glance, but it quickly faded away as the sucking continued. His eyes rolled back into his head and he sank back into the pleasure that Cum Slut was giving him. He was clearly enjoying himself. Fuck, he might even cum. Bronson considered the possibility and decided that if they truly pulled it off, he might just let them go. 

Cum Slut kept right at it, slurping and sucking away on Fuck Whore's dick. He seemed to be encouraged by the horny moans that were emanating from Fuck Whore's gag. The more the boy moaned, the more the other boy sucked and sucked. He was even shaking his ass back and forth, which made for a great show. 

"Mmm taste that cock, Cum Slut. You fucking love it don't you?" Bronson teased and followed that by slapping the boy's exposed white ass.

To Bronson's further surprise, Cum Slut seemed to nod in agreement while he sucked his twin brother's cock. Bronson could have sworn he even heard a moan squeek out from the boy's cock filled mouth. Luckily for him, his brother was too lost in the blowjob to notice.

With one minute left to go, the boys were going for it. Fuck Whore was stabbing his cock in and out of Cum Slut's mouth. he could feel the load bubbling up his shaft. He knew he would cum soon. He just had to make it before the timer stopped. He looked down at his brother and tried to convey his need to cum. His brother was lost in the job at hand.

"Not much time left bitches. Should I go get your travel cases?" Bronson said while eyeing twenty seconds left on the timer.

Cum Slut seemed to pick up the pace even more. He really seemed to want to work a load out of his brother's dick. Bronson began to wonder if he didn't just want the cum and maybe not his freedom after all. 

"Aaaand TIME!" Bronson yelled out, taking his time to pull Cum Slut off of Fuck Whore's cock. He wanted to see how long he'd suck when he didn't have to.

Fuck Whore was just about to cum. He felt it was just at the point of no return. The timer had stopped, but he could still cum if his brother would just keep sucking him. It was no use, Bronson pulled the boy off by his hair and tossed him aside in a panting heap. Both boys now sat bound, collared, naked and rock hard.

"Sorry boys," Bronson said, "looks like we are taking this party to my place."

Bronson walked away, very pleased that the boys had willingly participated in his game. He was even more pleased they failed. He was going to have fun breaking them down. As he rolled the back door of his delivery truck open. Bronson looked at the slave's transports for the evening. One of them was full, one of them was empty.

Kyle laid there panting. Just as his brother did before. He sat there pondering the name their captor had given him: Cum Slut. What the fuck did that mean. Kyle had heard it plenty of times in the pornos he watched with his brothers, but now it seemed more real to him. Was it indicative of something? Did it give him a clue as to how he would be treated tonight? He didn't have much time to wonder. Kyle was brought back to the moment at hand when he heard the sound of metal scraping across the garage floor.

Kyle and his brother Kevin (Fuck Whore), could barely process the scene enfolding in front of them. The delivery man was dragging two dog cages. One was empty. The other housed their older brother Adam. He was no longer duct taped up. He was naked, completely hairless from the neck down, and a weird plastic case was locked around his dick. 

The delivery man dropped both cages to the ground. Adam whimpered a little bit but he didn't say anything else. He was on his hands and knees like a dog. He was consciously sticking his ass in the air like he was in heat and looked at his bound brothers from behind the locked door of his cage.

"See boys? Here's your brother. Good as new!" The man laughed and kicked the cage that housed Adam.

"What the fuck?" Kyle said.

"Aww, this is a non-speaking portion for you, Cum Slut," The man replied before re-gagging Kyle with the uncomfortably large ball gag. 

Kyle stared at his brother. He felt so bad for him. How long had the man been keeping him? All day? He looked pretty shaken up. And what was that device on his junk?

"You boys don't gotta worry about little adam's chastity cage," the man went on, "A bitch like your brother needs a cage like that. They need to feel controlled.

Kyle looked puzzled and glanced down at Kevin, who was trying to wriggle his way to his knees but couldn't figure out how to manage it. At least he could breathe a sigh of relief at not having to wear one of those plastic cases on his dick. That is of course, if he could trust the man circling the boys like a predator. They must have looked very pleasing, because he was obscenly rubbing his crotch. His dick was getting har in his tight dark brown khakis and judging from the impression, it was huge.

As he looked up at the man's face, he noticed he was staring right back at him. The guy had caught Kyle checking out his dick and had a big shit-eating grin on his face. Kyle turned his attention back to his caged brother, who was still standing like some sort of deranged statue on his hands and knees. The man strolled over, unlocked the cage and opened the door. 

"Alright you dirty slut, get out here," the man said to Adam while reaching in and attaching a chain leash to Adam's collar.

The delivery man drug Adam out of the cage and onto the garage floor. Adam crawled along obediently. Kyle saw a bunch of red marks on Adam's ass. It figured this guy was into spanking after everything they had been through already. 

"Well, well Adam. Do you think we should tell your brothers your role in their current predicament?" the delivery man asked.

Kyle watched as Adam's face instantly went pale and he looked down at the floor. He gargled in his gag to try and ask what the guy meant, but he couldn't maniplulate the words past the rubber ball forced tightly into his mouth. Saliva was pouring out of his mouth now. He glanced over at Kevin, who was just as upset and cursing into his gag.

"You want to tell them, Adam? Tell them what happened," the man's voice grew more serious. 

Both boys stared at their brother, who was weakly starting to mouth out words.

"He didn't...He didn't kidnap me," Adam finally squeaked out, "I wa-wanted to suck his d-d-dick so bad..."

Adam didn't get much further than that. Kyle and his brother went nuts trying to break out of their restraints. They were both on the floor writhing now, cursing their brother and doing their best to ignore the man rubbing his crotch with one hand and holding their brother's leash with the other.

"Aw, don't be too hard on him boys," the man said, "you can hardly blame the faggot. It's in his nature to crave a big, thick piece of meat like mine. It's a shame you boys were too fucking dumb to put him to use. But I sure as fuck did."

The man ordered Adam to stay and then went over to lift the bound twins up to their knees. He positioned them right next to eachother at a shoulder's length apart. Once he was satisfied with their placement, he casually strolled over to their older brother who was obediently waiting right where he had left him without any real restraints. The boys both felt so betrayed, but they didn't bother moving as the man clearly wanted them where they were.

"Now Adam," the man said picking up his leash, "Do you remember how many times I caught you staring at my jumk when I visited the place tihs morning? Was it five or six times?"

When Adam realized the man expected an answer he replied in a hoarse voice, "S-six times S-sssir."

Kyle heard Kevin try and spit out more curses into his gag. He had a good idea what he was saying even though he couldn't understand the specifics. In either case, the message was pretty clear. 

"Six times...wow, you are such a little faggot," their captor hissed, "You really loved sucking my dick for two straight hours didn't you? Well anyways, we gotta get these boys moving don't we?"

"Yes...master..." Adam replied.

"Now what did I tell you before you fuck!" the man yelled, suddenly appearing agitated, "You are NOT my slave. You are not WORTHY of being my slave. YOU, are just a pathetic whore that will do anything I say. Maybe, if you obey, maybe you will earn a master. But that's if I say you're worthy."

Adam's head sunk to the floor in shame. He looked like a dog that had just gotten punished. Kyle looked over and watched in amazement at his brother's very docile demeanor. Adam was 5'10, 180 lbs of muscle, why was he acting like this? He was acting like some weakling. His train of thought was interrupted when he saw the man slowly approach Adam, lean in and whisper loudly in his ear.

"When we leave here. You're not coming with us," the man said, "You're gonna stay here, bound, gagged with a big dildo shoved up your ass. I'm gonna leave the scissors out in your yard somewhere for you to cut yourself loose. That's all the hints you get faggot."

The man rose to his feet and turned to face the bound twins.

"Almost time to go boys," he said, "But just out of curiousity I'm wondering which one of you has worked up a bigger sweat over the thought of being caged and loaded up in my truck for a night of sexual enlightening. So why not let your big brother Adam have one last thrill as a reward for tricking you boys into being my slaves."

Next, he pulled Adam and made him crawl in a circle around the boys to demonstrate their brother's total obedience. 

"Adam, as a reward for your service you may sniff and lick your brother's asses to see which one is sweatiest," the man ordered.

Adam jumped up like it was his turn on the price is right, "Yes Sir! Thank you Sir!" he practically shouted.

If Kyle couldn't believe his ears, he certainly couldn't believe his eyes. His older brother Adam, whom he had looked up to, was now crawling like a dog behind him and pressing his babyface hard into Kyle's ass. Adam wasn't being gentle either, the force almost knocked Kyle over and would have if the man wasn't supporting him on the other side.

"Yea boy, dig in there and give it a good sniff," the man encouraged Adam.

Kyle moaned in his gag for Adam to stop but cut short when he felt his brother taking a big whif of his sweaty ass. Adam's nose was lodged well into Kyle's ass crack, which Kyle had recently noticed had a nice coating of red hair in it. Adam didn't stop at one breath either, he savored it and kept trying to inhale Kyle's musky fumes before adjusting his head slightly and digging his tongue deep into Kyle's inexperienced asshole. The sensation felt incredibly wild and caused Kyle to drool and moan even more.

"Goooood boy," the man praised Adam, "now go check out the other one."

Adam repeated the process with Kevin. Where Kyle felt awkward and nervous at his brother sniffing and licking his ass, Kevin decided to enjoy it. At least that's what Kyle figured as he appeared to be smiling under his ballgag while rubbing his asscrack all over his treachorous brother.

Once Adam was finished, the delivery man grabbed both boys by their leashes and forced them, one-by-one into the dog cages. He locked them with some heavy duty padlocks on the top and bottom of the cage and drove the point home further by jingling the padlock keys on the outside of the boys' kennels.

"So which one was sweatier?" the man asked Adam, who was still kneeling like a prized dog.

"Well...Kyle's was better. Definitely sweatier," Adam replied.

"No, no, no," the man said, "I don't have a clue who you're talking about.

He walked over to Kyle's cage, "This is Cum Slut," and motioned to Kevin's, "and that's Fuck Whore. Which one tasted better bitch?'

"Cum Slut! Sir!" Adam said.

"That's better," the man smiled.

The boys looked at their brother in shock and tried to muffle gagged protests while the man drug them both towards the rear of the truck. Kyle watched the man turn on a light in the back and lift each boy into the back one at a time. When he lifted Kyle, he did it with ease as if he weighed nothing. Kyle saw his brother locked into place with a special harness so his cage wouldn't move. The man repeated the process with him and slowly walked to the backdoor of the truck.

"See you at home, boys," was all he said before shutting off the light, slamming the door and leaving them in darkness.

Bronson smiled as he locked the back of the truck. He had them. they were his. Twin, well sculpted ginger jocks bound and caged and ready for breaking. He almost forgot about Adam, but when he got to the driver-side door he heard whimpering that instantly jogged his memory. 

"Oh that's right..." Bronson sighed. 

He opened the door and fished around in the center console. He pulled out an extremely long foot long dildo and a bottle of lube. The file Luke had gotten on Adam was a goldmine. The boy was a complete size queen and loved to fuck as big of dicks as he could get. Of course the boys had no idea. But soon they would be getting their own private education. Bronson held the dildo and lube behind his back as he returned to Adam, who was still on all fours.

"You are such an obedient slut, Adam," Bronson praised, "I'm impressed. But I got to get these boys trained. Remember our agreement. Here's two grand. I'll come back when I feel like to remove the chastity device and maybe use you again. I suggest not talking to the police or your parents for a couple days until I give the go ahead. Now lie on your stomach, hands behind your back."

Adam quickly layed on his stomach on the cold, hard floor. Bronson wanted to leave as little behind as possible, so he removed the boy's collar, ziptied his ankles and wrists, and wrapped four layers of duct tape over the boy's mouth and around his head. Finally he turned his attention to Adam's sweet, hairless baseball ass. He squirted some lube on three fingers and plunged them in deep. Adam let out a very loud groan into his gag, but it was clear the slut was enjoying it. Once the bitch's asa and the dildo were properly lubed, Bronson began to steadily work it deep into Adam's trained ass. The boy gladly accepted it and even tried to fuck himself on it before Bronson was satisfied and stood up to admire his work. 

He took some pictures on his phone of Adam and grabbed the scissors he had taken from the house. He walked out of the garage and surveyed the area. He decided to not make it too hard for Adam to find the scissors. The boys had no neighbors around so it wouldn't be like anyone would see the fag wriggling around the lawn, but he had been very helpful. In the end he threw the scissors in the middle of the yard, turned out the garage light, climbed into his truck and drove off - honking twice to remind Adam that he was truly left behind.

The ride took about forty minutes. Bronson couldn't help but smile as he pulled into the loading dock of his empty building. He had already left a handcart setup to transport each boy into the locker room area. He had cameras set up for his bidders to view. Everything was set in place. 

He enjoyed his time with each boy as he pushed their cages into the bathroom and towards the lockers. Fuck Whore was still defiant, cursing into his gag and shaking his cage the best he could. Bronson tried telling him there was no escape until he let them go, but he wouldn't listen. Cum Slut was much more quiet. Bronson guessed he was trying to figure out a way to escape. He didn't appear to be beaten. The boy had a quiet reserve to him.

Soon, both boys were tied with their backs to the lockerroom wall. Bronson had installed eyelets to thread rope through. He enjoyed seeing boys sprad out wide, naked and gagged in an unfamiliar place. He checked his phone, it was time. He activated the tripod that stood in front of the boys as well as all of the other cameras capturing every detail on a live feed for all of his customers to see.

Bronson walked in view of the camera and began to strip out of his delivery man clothes, revealing his muscular sculpted body and huge thick nine and a half inch cock. Both boys gaped at the sight of it and tried to struggle more to get away from it. It made Bronson chuckle a bit, because pretty soon both boys would be begging for the pleasure.

"I'll explain the rules for you boys. You don't cum without my permission. And I don't give you permission unless you beg to service my cock and sign a release for tonight. This offer expires right after I get started. Once I begin, you will have to pay a fine just for me to touch your cock. That fine will increase the longer we go. So if you want to get a freebee, I'd suggest being a little cock hungry faggot like your brother," Bronson said, knowing that would incite the boys into being defiant. 

Both of them mumbled a fuck you into their gags and resumed trying to struggle free of the tight ropes holding them in bondage. Bronson took a moment to stare at the beautiful sight of two ripped young ginger studs tied up under his control, before picking up a bucket of clothespins and walking closer to his nude captives. 

"This is the pre-game round," Bronson explained as he calmy set the bucket down next to the boys. 

He took a big black marker and wrote FUCK WHORE in big black letters on Kevin's forehead, before going over and writing CUM SLUT on Kyle's. He could tell them apart, but he didn't want them to know that. After that he took some lube out, lubed up his hands and made a tight grip on Fuck Whore's seven and a half inch prime meat cock.

"Let's get started shall we," Bronson smiled as he began to gingerly stroke Fuck Whore off.

It didn't take long for Fuck Whore to react. Bronson was a master at manipulating the horny boy's cock. The sensation of his twin brother blowing him and of his older brother licking his ass had already made Fuck Whore horny, but now he was in paradise. He rolled ihs head back and closed his eyes as Bronson's perfect stroking made him grow harder and harder. Eventually, he felt cum build up but before he could blow, Bronson backed off.

Fuck Whore fought heavily against the bonds and again cursed into his gag. Bronson ignored him. He simply reached down, picked up a clothespin and attached it to Fuck Whore's right nipple, then started again. When Fuck Whore was again approaching orgasm, he backed off and placed another one on his other nipple. He started again but backed off at the last second once more, attaching a clothespin to Fuck Whore's balls. He repeated the cycle until Fuck Whore's balls and each nipple had three clothespins on them. Fuck Whore was now a drooling, horny bound mess.

As Bronson approached Cum Slut, he knew what to expect and fought hard against his ropes. But Bronson knew he was already horny from watching the scene unfold with his brother getting edged, so it wouldnt be hard for him to follow suit. Soon enough, Cum Slut was a pegged, bound, quivering mess right next to his brother.

"Let the games begin!" Bronson announced, "Which of you boys wants the chance to cum?"

Not even thinking about anything but release, both boys groaned into their ball gags and pleaded for the chance to cum.

Bronson smiled, "Ok boys, but It'll cost ya. 6 clothespins."

Each boy was at first taken aback at the price. But soon relented as they realized they both had an insatiable need to cum, and cum now.

"Alright boys, let's give it a try." Bronson sighed.

He took off their gags but instructed them not to say a work and just hold out their tongues. Both boys reluctantly extended their tender tongues out while Bronson attached two clothespins each to them. He took the other four and dispersed them evenly on the sides of each boys torso. The pain wasn't too bad, but it definitely distracted them from their dicks for a moment.

Again, Bronson gave them five minutes to cum. He worked each of their cocks one at a time. Both boys failed and hung their heads in shame as their swollen cocks pulsated with unfulfilled lust. 

"Still want to try boys, otherwise I can just leave you tied up here all night," Bronson offered as solace.

Neither Fuck Whore nor Cum Slut wanted that, so the boys again pleaded incoherently for the chance to cum. 

"Ok boys, new price. Five Clothespins, Two belly slaps and for an added bonus to you I'll finger your assholes while I do it," Bronson said.

Both boys hastily agreed again. The need to cum was too great now. They couldn't stop. The way Bronson could work their dicks was incredible. He had a practiced art with giving handjobs, which came in handy when keeping a boy an edge to make every stupid decision possible. He attached a clothespins to each boy's ears and added the rest to their balls. Then he dug one finger into Fuck Whore's tight hole and began to jerk him off. Every time he got close to cumming within the five minutes, Bronson would stop and give him a hard belly slap, then immediately resume. Once the timer expired, Fuck Whore again did not cum. Bronson took Cum Slut through the same humilation and he did not fair any better. The delivery man had the boys right where he wanted them. They were now lust drunk.

Bronson kept going. He added clothespins to their thighs, arms, more to their ears. He mercilessly slapped the boys stomachs every time they were close to meeting their goal. He increased the amount of fingers he used in their asses until he had to switch to a nice, thick dildo. Three hours later, the boys couldn't focus on anything but the intense need to cum. 

"Well boys, you think you're ready to do anything to cum?" Bronson asked mockingly.

Both Fuck Whore and Cum Slut moaned and pleaded as best as they could with the clothespins on their tongues. Bronson slowly walked over, pretended not to understand them and undid each clothespin from their tongues.

"Pleeease!" Fuck Whore yelled, "Please make us cum. Please...I'll do anything..."

"Yeah," Cum Slut agreed out of breath, "please, I'll do anything you want, just let me cum..."

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear," Bronson replied, grinning evily, "Just sign the release and we'll get started. 

Bronson helped the boys hold a pen, positioned the paper under their hands where they instantly signed as best they could. He smiled. It was so easy. 

Once both boys had signed. Bronson slowly pulled off every single clothespin while jerking their dicks to keep them horny. After every one was off, he repositioned the boys so they were tied with their hands tightly behind their backs, rope wound around their arms and chests. He tied even more rope around their thighs, above their knees and at their ankles. As each boy was bound, Bronson leaned him on his knees over a bench, ass sticking out nice and exposed.

Kevin couldn't focus. He couldn't process what was happening. He tried like hell to pull himself loose, not to escape, just to touch his cock. He didn't need much, just a few good strokes and he could finally cum. He needed release so bad.

"Alright boys," the man said, "the price went up again. So if you want to cum, you will follow my orders. Fail, and I ice your balls and lock you up in chastity just like your faggot brother. Agreed?"

Both boys nodded in agreement. Kevin couldn't believe it. Here he was being used against his will, and it was making him more horny than he had ever been before. 

"Great, who wants to go first?" asked the delivery man.

"I will." Kyle quickly called out ahead of his brother. It caught Kevin off guard, but he watched silently as delivery man smiled and casually strutted over to face Kyle who he called, "Cum Slut."

"Good little Cum Slut," the man teased, "You're hungry for your master's cum aren't you?"

"Please man I'll do what..." Kyle started before the man grabbed him by the hair and beat his hard dick in Kyle's face.

"Look here, Cum Slut," he said as he dick slapped the bound boy, "You are my slave. You will address me as Sir and you will please me if you ever want to cum. Understood?"

Kyle thought to himself for a moment. Kevin watched his brother analyze his situation. He was tied up from head to toe and in no position to resist. While he considered his options. The delivery man went over to collect more rope, which he brought over to where the boys were positioned. He used it to wrap up Kyles dick and balls. Soon they were tied up very tight, making the boy's hard dick throb. Next, the man went over and repeated the process on Kevin. He felt ropes wind around his cock and balls and grow tighter and tighter. Soon his dick was just as hard and throbbing as his brothers.

"That's better, now as I was saying..." the man started.

"Please Sir! let me cum, I'll serve you however you want...just let me cum," Kyle suddenly begged. Kevin figured it was all of the jerking off. Kyle had one thing on his mind.

"Alright you little bitch. Anxious to get started I see. Well your first task is to get your master hard. And to do that I want you to lick my ass just as good as your brother Adam did yours," the delivery man commanded as he turned around and backed his muscular, hairy ass into Kyle's face.

"Come on, Cum Slut," he continued, "get your faggot face in there and worship my manly ass."

Kevin looked over as his brother arched his neck to try and avoid the man's approaching ass as long as possible. The man slowly backed his ass into the reluctant boy's face. Kyle moaned and whined but soon it didn't matter. Kyle's face disappeared into the crack of the man's ass.

"Go on, sniff it boy if you wanna cum. Sniff it so we can all hear you," the man ordered. 

To Kevin's surprise, Kyle instantly obeyed. Maybe he wanted to get it over with, maybe he thought the man would go easier on him if he complied, but regardless of his reasons Kevin heard loud whif coming from his brother followed by moans. At first he was groaning, but then Kevin could of sworn his tone changed.

"Ohh fuck yea Cum Slut, now get your tongue in there," the man continued, "Oh fuck yeah that's it. Worship your master's ass. You're just a lowly faggot now with one purpose: to serve us superior men."

Kyle adjusted a bit to get a better angle and dove into the man's ass. Kevin watched as the boy licked up and down his crack and then planted his face square in the middle to tongue the man's hole. 

After about twenty minutes of rimming, both boys were still rock hard and leaking precum. The man withdrew his ass off the boy's face, which was now covered in sweat. The man must have cranked the heat in the locker room. It felt like a sauna. 

Kevin watched as the man walked over to him, turned around and planted his ass in Kevin's stunned face. The smell was overwelming. It didn't smell anything like Kevin thought it would. It was musky and sweaty, but there was something to it that made it not smell that bad. Kevin felt ashamed to realize he kind of liked it. As the man rubbed his hairy ass all over Kevin's face, he extended his tongue to dig all along the crack of his captor's ass, which elicited deep, pleasurable moans. 

"Good little Fuck Whore," the man praised him as he withdrew his ass from Kevin's reach.

"Than...thank you Sir," Kevin replied, knowing what he wanted to here. 

The delivery man pushed Kyle into his brother so they were positioned shoulder to shoulder. This was the closest Kevin had been to his brother in awhile, and it felt strangely comforting. 

"Ok sluts, now its time to worship your master's big dick and cum-filled balls. You want to cum, you better get me horny enough to fuck your slave asses," the man ordered.

Kevin exchanged glances with his brother. They were at the point of no return. Kevin decided to go first. He took a deep breath, stuck out his tongue and got his first taste of the delivery man's big, sweaty and hairy balls. They definitely had a flavor to them. It made Kevin's cock swell in it's bondage. One lick, two licks, soon he was lapping up the man's balls like a kid with a lollipop. The man's dick grew even harder. It was enormous, and thick. Kevin stared up at it in wonder.

Next, the man grabbed the back of Kyle's had and pulled him to his cockhead. Kyle started licking the tip of his huge cock head.

"Fuck yeah you little fags, worhsip me," the delivery man laughed.

The boys began to lick all over their captor's thick shaft. Each boy would take turns sucking on it to see how deep they could put it in their throat. Kevin had to admit he was jealous every time Kyle took the dick in his mouth. It actually tasted good, really good, and when it leaked a drop of the man's precum it was all the better.

The man let them go at it for twenty more minutes, before announcing it was time for them to be fucked. He withdrew his cock from Kevin and his brother's reach. To Kevin's surprise, he let out an unconscious whimper. What was happening to him.

The man relubed his dick, strutted up to the boys with a big smile on his face.

"Cum Slut got to taste my ass first, I'm gonna let you take my dick first Fuck Whore," the man said.

Kevin's face went pale. He had never played with his ass before tonight. After his up close encounter with the man's huge dick, he didn't think it was one he wanted to start on, but he didn't have a choice. He groaned as he felt lubey fingers probing his ass, going in and out. It felt so good. His free cock bounced around and was practically leaking a fountain of precum. He glanced over at his brother, who was struggling in his ropes in jealousy.

"Alright Fuck Whore, time for the main event..." the man sighed from behind him.

All of a sudden, Kevin felt intense pressure on his hole as the cockhead forced it's way through. Kevin started groaning louder and louder as his hole stretched to accomondate the monster. The 

"Oohhhh fuuuuck! Man it hurrtss..." Kevin groaned.

"Relax your hole, Fuck Whore. You're my bitch now, just accept it," the man commanded, forcing more of his dick into the boy's ass.

More and more went in. Kevin thought he was going to be split in two. But eventually, it stopped. The man held his dick there to stretch the boy's hole out a little. After giving it a bit of time, he reached under Kevin and started slowly stroking the boy's cock. The renewed attention made Kevin, who was previosly holding incredbily still, to move and buck his ass on the man's dick. 

Kevin had a radical shift in his opinion on the dick in his ass. Before he would have done anything to get it out of there. But now, as the big thick cock was sending spasms into his prostate, the boy couldn't deny how great it felt in there. Soon, the man started to move it in and out. A little at first and then more and more. The pace picked up. Kevin didn't mind much, it felt so great, so fucking great. He started clenching his ass and moaning back and forth. He was enjoying himself immensely when out of nowhere, a huge orgasm erupted from his dick and sent Kevin reeling over the edge. He strained against his ropes to try and disipate the power of the orgasm the man's dick had given him. 

The delivery man slowly withdrew his dick. He had not cum yet. Without saying a word he left Kevin to wallow in his shame and started on Kyle, who was already groaning in pleasure as the man finger fucked him. Before long the man's dick was buried in Kyle's tight ass too. Kevin stared at them. Kyle definitely looked hot all tied up. He was naked, squirming with his muscles tensing. It almost made Kevin's dick get hard again.

Soon, the man started to fuck Kyle. Kyle had started to enjoy the fuck so Kevin assumed it wouldn't be long before his brother would be cumming a huge load too. He was correct. The boy let out a huge groan and shot cum all over the locker room floor before collapsing back into his bondage. But the man had still not cum. 

The delivery man withdrew his dick and walked over to the boys. With one hand he easily pushed them close together as he continued to jerk his dick with the other.

"Little faggots gonna beg for my load?" the man asked.

Without skipping a beat, Kevin and his brother both spoke up, "Yes! please let us have your load Sir!"

"That's what I thought you dirty fucking whores," the delivery man replied, "you're gonna feel my hot thick load blast all over your faces, then we get to see which bidder gets to take you home as his private slaves."

The boys quick expression change to fear and worry was all the man needed to erupt a huge amount of cum all over the pushed together faces. Kevin felt the hot cum spray all over him. It was warm and sticky and smelled of pure sex. Kevin couldn't help but lick his lips and taste the sweet jizz of their owner.

Soon the reality of what the man had said sank in. Kevin had to speak up.

"Sir...what did you mean take us home, you said you'd let us go?" Kevin asked.

"Oh, I did? Well I am letting you go aren't I?" the delivery man said, "For a fine price of.."

Kevin watched as the delivery man rooted around through a bag and produced a phone. He fiddled with it a bit and an immediate grin shot across your face.

"You see boy, when you signed those releases you signed your freedom to me," the man explained. 

Kevin's mind instantly shot back to his overly horny state. He didn't even consider reading the document and neither did his brother. They just signed willingly. 

"And I don't take that stuff lightly," the delivery man continued, "You're property. You're gonna be property for a long time. I'm gonna drag your bound asses back to the cages, gag you, lock you inside and then load you up again."

The man started dragging his dick all along the stunned boy's faces to wipe the cum up. Once he got enough, he would put it in Kevin or Kyle's mouth to let the boys clean it. Both were so shocked they willingly lapped up their master's cum while he described what was going to happen.

"Once you're delivered that's the last you'll ever see of me. To get back to the point, I have a nice man in Texas who's willing to pay $600,000.00 for the both of ya. Now, I don't have to sell you boy's together, but that sounds like a pretty good deal doesn't it?" the man explained.

That was a fuck ton of money. Even at $300,000.00 a piece that was a lot of money. Kevin kind of understood what this guy was getting out of this. He gets to train boys as his slaves and then make a fat profit out of it.

"Before we move on to delivering you though..." the man started, rubbing both boy's cocks to get their attention, "which one of you wants to earn one more good cum?" 

Both boys were very eager to cum again. They fiercely nodded and began to beg but he held each hand on their mouths.

"First one to tell me something useful about your little friend Mason, gets to cum..."

To be continued...