MenCaptured from an Xham friend
Story sent to me from an Xham friend:
Aaron and James are brothers. When I first a*****ed them they banded together in solidarity against me. Their first night in my care, after I took both of their virginities, they slept in each other's arms, crying themselves to sleep.
I love to make them kiss each other. They were disgusted by it at first, that they had to do this to their own brother. I would watch as they made out, disciplining them if it wasn't passionate enough, if they didn't use the right technique.
They would do other things as well. They are only allowed to cum rarely, and only if it is inside the other. They soon grew used to sucking each other’s cocks, fucking their brother’s ass.
At first, they hated it, only doing it out of fear of punishment. But soon, as the weeks of chastity grew, they began to enjoy it. It was their only source of pleasure, the only relief from the constant torture and use I subjected them to.
I have had them for several months now. They are fully broken, fully obedient. They are no longer grossed out by sexual contact with each other. In fact, I think they like it.
No longer do I have to command them to kiss. They do it themselves, knowing it is required, maybe even enjoying it a little. Their tongues clash as I fuck them in turn.
They share everything now. Their bed is a cramped little cage, their bodies pressed against each other to fit. Their meals are served in one bowl that they must take turns eating from. When they service me, it is in unison, each boy taking on a different duty, swapping back and forth between them.
We are comfortable together, happy even. A perfect blissful existence. While they may not have chosen to live this life, they are. I am sure they are thankful that they have each other to get through this, not all boys are so lucky.
Aaron and James are brothers. When I first a*****ed them they banded together in solidarity against me. Their first night in my care, after I took both of their virginities, they slept in each other's arms, crying themselves to sleep.
I love to make them kiss each other. They were disgusted by it at first, that they had to do this to their own brother. I would watch as they made out, disciplining them if it wasn't passionate enough, if they didn't use the right technique.
They would do other things as well. They are only allowed to cum rarely, and only if it is inside the other. They soon grew used to sucking each other’s cocks, fucking their brother’s ass.
At first, they hated it, only doing it out of fear of punishment. But soon, as the weeks of chastity grew, they began to enjoy it. It was their only source of pleasure, the only relief from the constant torture and use I subjected them to.
I have had them for several months now. They are fully broken, fully obedient. They are no longer grossed out by sexual contact with each other. In fact, I think they like it.
No longer do I have to command them to kiss. They do it themselves, knowing it is required, maybe even enjoying it a little. Their tongues clash as I fuck them in turn.
They share everything now. Their bed is a cramped little cage, their bodies pressed against each other to fit. Their meals are served in one bowl that they must take turns eating from. When they service me, it is in unison, each boy taking on a different duty, swapping back and forth between them.
We are comfortable together, happy even. A perfect blissful existence. While they may not have chosen to live this life, they are. I am sure they are thankful that they have each other to get through this, not all boys are so lucky.
1 year ago