I know I’m a smug son of a bitch. Maybe it’s to cover up the hurt feelings I carry with me over breaking up with Logan? It is all Lance’s fault. He did fuck me up in high school so now it’s my turn. Every morning when I see my reflection in the mirror, I see it. It’s the look of a man on a mission. A mission to fuck with Lance like he fucked with me.
Mr. Larsen and I check in a few times a week. He keeps his boys on a very tight leash, always wanting to know more about how Lance and Lars are doing. He even said a few times that if one of his sons had to be gay (Lars), he was glad someone like me was dating him. I don’t know if I’d use the word “dating” to describe my relationship with Lars. If you equate “fucking” and “dating”, as one and the same, then yes, I’m “dating” him. But, oh, if only Mr. Larsen knew the truth. I’ve been penetrating both his boys on the regular, and it’s been fantastic. Every time I stick my big dick up Lance’s ass he’s getting exactly what he deserves. Lars is just an added bonus.
Over the past couple of weeks I’ve developed a habit of tracking the Larsen boys’ phones several times a day. It’s when one or the other are in a place they shouldn’t be, or I should say, a place I think they shouldn’t be, I go find them and put them in a better place. Usually some place where I could take advantage of the situation.
Just the other day I was in class when I was dozing off from a boring lecture so I decided to see where Lance was. He should have been in class, too, but no, that fucker was in the library. I know you’re thinking the library is not a bad place to be, but the basement men’s room is a hotbed for cruising cock, and Lance certainly shouldn’t be there.
Just after my class finished, I threw my things in my backpack and headed to the library bathroom.
When I opened the door, I could hear someone cocksucking over by the stalls.
“I know you’re in here, Lance! Take that cock out of your mouth and get out here!”
The cocksucking noises stopped, but Lance did not appear.
“Lance, I’m happy to call your father and tell him what you’re doing. Is that what you want?”
Five seconds later, some twink ran out of the bathroom stall and bolted out the door in embarrassment while zipping up.
I stepped into the vacated stall, bent down so I could look through the glory hole, and there was Lance’s furious face. He was sitting on the toilet mad as hell with his pants half way down his thighs.
“Awww, come on Lance. Don’t be upset. I probably saved you from getting some STI. How would you have explained that to your dear old dad?”
“Fuck you, Alex!”
“Lance…Lance. Why are you so grumpy? You should be grateful.”
I locked the cubicle door behind me and unzipped my fly. I placed my cock through the hole between the stalls.
“Lance, you have an easy choice. Suck me off or I call your dad and tell him what a naughty boy you’ve been. I don’t think he would be too happy if I told him you were trolling for cock in the boy’s bathroom, do you?”
I heard some movement on the other side and some murmuring, but eventually, Lance’s lips found their way to my cock. The effort was less than enthusiastic and I was becoming increasingly agitated.
“Lance, I know you can do better than that. When you give your best your blow jobs are much better than your brother’s. He may be more eager, but you have much more experience. Now put more effort into it or we’ll be here all day!”
I felt more suction around my hardon. I still cannot believe that the very same asshole who used to make my life a living hell in high school was now under my control. The tides had certainly turned that’s for sure. The more I thought about that, the harder my dick became, and I was soon thrashing my hips and feeding Lance my dick meat. It was a tight squeeze in that hole in the wall, I don’t think it was intended for huge dick meat like mine.
“You ready for my jizz, Lance? Don’t fucking pull off or who knows what I’ll do?”
I hate when guys don’t finish the job. If I’m gonna go through the effort of letting some faggot nosh on my knob, he better plan on swallowing my sperm.
“That’s it Lance! Suck me baby. Make me cum for you. Fuuccckk, Lance. You hungry for my ball juice?”
Lance’s lips were wet and wrapped fully around my dick, I looked over the stall partition and watched his head bobbing up and down so willingly. What a fucking turn on.
“Ohhhh. Fuuuckkk! Oh yeah! Lance swallow my seed! Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!!”
Lance gobbled up my load like his last meal on death row, as he should. Once the head of my dick got too sensitive I pulled it back and tucked it away in my jeans.
“You see Lance, when you do your best, you get rewarded. Now pull up your pants and let’s get out of here. Don’t you have another class now? Your dad is paying a shit ton of money for your education and you’re sitting on the shitter trolling for dick!”
Lance hesitantly opened the stall door and I was waiting for him.
“Lance, wipe your chin unless you want everyone to know you’re a cocksucker.”
“I’m getting tired of this, Alex! When is this going to stop?”
“All good things do come to an end, but this good thing won’t anytime soon. No, I’m gonna be on you like white on rice until graduation. We’ve got two full semesters to enjoy, Lance. Isn’t that great?”
I swear Lance looked like he was about to spit in my face and I wasn’t having it. I instinctively slapped him right across the face with my right hand.
“Lance, I thought you knew better than that!”, I said as he brought his hand to his reddened check.
“Now let’s go!”
I marched Lance to his next class and the adrenaline rush from exerting my control over him was overwhelming.
I felt my phone vibrating in my back pocket. It was Mr. Larsen calling.
“Hello Mr. Larsen, how are you?”
“I’m well.”, he said rather sternly. “Just checking on my boys since they don’t bother to answer my calls these days. Are things ok?”
“Mr. Larsen, your boys are just fine. Sometimes Lance needs some redirecting, but other than that, they are both going to class, studying, and doing usual college things. Don’t you worry, Mr. Larsen, you can count on me to make sure your boys are heading in the right direction.”
“I know, and I thank you. I cannot tell you how much I appreciate you looking out for my sons. I’ll give you a call next week. Please tell my boys to call their father once in a while.”
“Of course, I will Mr. Larsen, take care.”
Well, I knew where one of the Larsen boys was, but not the other one. While I had my phone handy I checked on Lars. What was he doing at the student lounge this time of day? I was going to find out!
I walked briskly to the student lounge and I found Lars in one of the larger rooms talking with some guy in the LGBT resource room. It looked like he was flirting! Lars was supposed to be working a shift at his part time job at the local grocery store.
“Hey Lars! What are you doing here?”
Lars turned as red as a beet. He knew I’d busted him.
“I…umm…I…ahhh…I’m here hanging out with Brent.”
“I can see that. Nice to meet you, Brent. Did Lars tell you that he
called out of work to hang out with you?”
“Lars, you did?”
“Yes, he did. Lars, tell us, why did you do that?”
Lars was sweating now.
“I…ummm…I…ahhh…”
“Just say it Lars. You wanted to get in Brent’s pants so you decided dick was more important than your job?”
“Who is this guy, Lars? What’s going on?”
“I’m the guy in charge. I’m responsible to keep this little twerp out of trouble. Now that he’s had a taste of dick…mine, he can’t get enough. What would your father say about this, Lars?”
“Please don’t tell him!”
“I’m sorry, Brent. I need to take Lars with me and teach him a lesson. Surely, you understand. Lars, say good-bye to your little friend.”
Lars was so embarrassed, his face was so contorted and angry. He was pouting and didn’t say a word at all.
“I’m sorry Lars is being such a brat. Brent you have a great afternoon. Let’s go Lars.”
I lifted Lars up by placing my forearm under his armpit and he didn’t stand a chance. My muscles are way too big compared to Lars’s small frame.
I carried him like a dead weight out of the room and into the main hallway.
“What’s gotten into you, Lars? I thought you were the good one.”
“It’s all your fault, Alex! If you weren’t fucking around with my brother I would have you all to myself. I don’t like sharing you. I need a full-time boyfriend and Brent is hot! I can’t believe you cock-blocked me like that!”
“Lars, are you done? You should hear yourself! You sound like a whiney baby. Now fix your face and I’m taking you out of here. You better fix your attitude, too l, or I’ll tell your boss the real reason you missed your shift today.”
“But..”
“But nothing, Lars!”
He left me no choice, I lifted him up and carried him lack a sack of potatoes all the way to my car. I threw him in the back seat of my car.
When I looked in the rear view mirror, Lars’s fists were balled up and he was steaming.
“What’s gotten into you Larsen boys today? First I caught your brother cruising for dick in the school library and now you’re flirting with boys instead of going to work?”
“Where are you taking me?”
“I’m taking you to my place. You obviously need me to dick you down to get you back on track. It’s my job to watch over you.”
“You’re gonna fuck me? Did you fuck Lance today, too?”
“No, I didn’t fuck your brother today, but I did let him suck me off.”
“Don’t you think it’s a little twisted that you’re fucking me and my brother? I thought we were just getting even with Lance?”
“No, I’m getting even with Lance, there is no longer a “we”. Now that your father put me in charge things have to be different between us. You’re my responsibility now, not my co-conspirator. If fucking you both is the only way to keep you out of trouble, then I will keep doing it! Whatever it takes, Lars!”
Lars punched the back seat with his closed fist. He looked so cute back there with his pouty mouth and poor attitude.
“Lars, I think I know what you need to turn that frown upside down.”, I said as I groped my hardening dick.
“What?”
“I think you know what you need, too. Don’t act like you don’t know.”
I parked the car and opened the rear door for Lars to step out. He made no attempt to move so once again I was forced to throw him up and over my shoulder like a petulant child.
Once in my apartment I threw him onto the sofa and I pulled my dick out of my pants.
Lars just stared at it. An internal battle of wills ensued. One side wanting desperately not to give into the temptation of his inner-slut.
I didn’t say anything. I took one step closer and knew that Lars couldn’t resist the allure of my swollen cock.
Once his cocksucker instinct took hold, his lips latched on to my cock.
“There, there.”, I said. “Go on and suck my dick and you’ll feel so much better.”
Watching the twink chow down on my cock meat was such a turn on. I could sense and feel Lars’s body release all its tension. He was moaning like bitch while devouring all of my inches.
“You see, Lars. I know what you need. Don’t you feel so much better now?”
Lars reluctantly came off my dick long enough to say “yes”, before resuming his work.
“Lars, I’m going to fuck you now. I think we both know what really what you need. Right Lance?”
“Mmm hmmm”, he moaned.
“Lars take your mouth off my dick.”
Lars did.
“Look at me and tell me what you need.”
“I need your dick inside me, Alex.”
“Inside you? Where?”
“Inside my ass, Alex! Please!”
Lars pulled his shorts down. That horny little faggot was wearing a jockstrap. He intended to get fucked all along.
Lars mounted the sofa and shook his pretty pert butt at me.
My cock was still dripping with Lars’s throat goo.
“Spread ‘em for me, Lars.”
Lars placed each hand on a smooth ass cheek and pried them apart, exposing the fuck hole surrounded by the faintest of blonde hairs, a light dusting.
I spit into the bullseye and pushed my cock toward. Lars’s tight pucker gripped the head of my dick. I felt it spasm.
“Grrrrr, oh fuck Alex, you’re so fucking big.”
I caressed Lars’s back.
“Just breathe. Breathe through it. Soon it’s gonna feel real good. I promise.”
Once his hole loosened I pushed in a little further, about half of my almost nine inch dick disappeared in his boyhole.
“Ohhhh fuck! Are you all the way in yet?”
“No, not yet. Only half way. You got this, Lars. Breathe out and relax. Let that hole relax for my dick.”
Once I finally hit bottom, it felt so fucking good.
“That’s it Lars. My dick is all up in your butt now. I can feel how tense you are. Let yourself go, let me see you be the faggot I know you are. Push off my dick a little and then come back down on it.”
I coached Lars as his hole bounced up and down on my thick shaft. My hands clasped behind my head as looked downward and saw my dick get swallowed up.
“Ohhh fuck! You feel so good, Alex. I love your dick!”
Lars was now in full-on fag mode.
“Ride it, buddy. It’s all yours.”
Lars continued to bounce his cakes and groan as he pleasured his prostate. I had to slap his hand away from his cock.
“No you don’t, Lars. Not until I say so. I pulled his arms back and held them by his wrists as I took over and pummeled him silly.
“I’m gonna breed your fuckin’ ass now, Lars.”
“Yeessss!”
“Yes, I know. I know you wanna have my babies all up in your guts.
“Yesssss! Please!!!”
“No need to beg me for it, Lars. I want to give them all to you. I’m gonna plant my seed right up in your fucking asshole! Ohhhh fuuuccckk! Here it fuckin’ cums! Ohhhhhhh fuuuuccckkkk!”
As I creamed his ass, I let go of his wrists and Lars’s right hand started tugging on his tiny erection. He splattered his juice all over my carpet and the towel on my sofa.
I fell over Lars and smothered him, my sweaty, hairy chest stuck to his smooth back.
I stayed this way until my deflated cock fell out of his well-fucked hole.
I peeled off of him and sat over his still slumped over body.
I took his face in my hand so his eyes met mine.
“Do you think Brent was gonna fuck you like that?”
Lars shook his head meekly side to side.
“No, he wasn’t.”, I said sternly.
“I got what you need right here.”, pointing to my cock.
“It’s gonna be a full-time job looking after you Larsen boys, but I promised your father.
“Now you clean up your mess and get your ass back to your dorm room. I’ll be checking on you.”
Lars went to the bathroom and retrieved a wet washcloth to clean the splooge from the carpet then took it back into the bathroom.
He looked at me puppy dog eyes as he put his shirt on over his head.
I picked up my phone and looked for Lance’s location while his little brother finished dressing.
“Good-bye, Lars”, I said as he left with a hole full of my jizz.
Lance was in his dorm room, as he should be.
“What you doing?”, I texted him.
“Leave me the fuck alone, Alex!”
“No”
“What do you want?”
“Nothing now. I just like fucking with you.”
“Fuck you, Alex.”
“Is that your way of saying you want me to fuck you?”
Lance sent back an emoji of a middle finger.
“Your brother’s ass was so good tonight. Good night, Lance.”
I giggled to myself knowing that Lance would be fuming right about now.
Mission accomplished!
As I thought more about it, the Larsen boys’ libido was getting the best of them. If only there was a way to harness their sexual energy to my advantage. I found the answer and rang Mr. Larsen immediately.
“Alex, is everything ok with my boys?”, he answered in a panic.
“Mr. Larsen, Sir. I’m afraid I wasn’t being completely honest with you about your sons when we spoke earlier today.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I won’t get into too much detail, but they are both at that age where their sexual urges keep them from their studies. Let’s just say that I caught both of them doing things you wouldn’t approve.”
“Alex, what are you saying?”
“Mr. Larsen, I’m saying that your boys need help and I’ve come up with the perfect solution.”
“I’m listening.”
“Mr. Larsen, have you ever heard of a chastity cage?”
“For women, yes. Isn’t that something they did to girls in ancient times?”
“Yes, it was back then. In 2025 things have modernized. There are devices for men, too.”
“Really? So what I think you’re telling me is that you’re recommending both my boys need chastity devices? That sounds a little dangerous. What if they can’t have kids later in life?”
“Mr. Larsen, it’s not dangerous at all as long as they are supervised. I’ll make sure both of your boys can procreate in the future, but for now, they really need help.”
“I see. Well, I guess I trust your judgement, Alex. You see them every day, and I don’t.”
“Thank you, Mr. Larsen. As I said before, I’d never allow either of your boys to be harmed. Not on my watch.”
“And I appreciate that. So about these devices, where would I find them?”
“You can leave that up to me, there are places. I hate to ask, but a good cage isn’t cheap. We don’t want them breaking out of them or they won’t be effective.”
“No, of course not. I’ll tell you what if you find the right ones, I’ll pay for them by credit card. I really appreciate everything you’re doing to keep my boys safe. Thank you, Alex.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Larsen. Good night.”
That night, while lying in bed in my undies I scrolled my phone and did some research. It was just my luck that our local sex shop carried the KINK3D Cobra and Viper cages. I’d surely be bringing both boys for a fitting after classes tomorrow.
I slept feeling a sense of victory.
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