Chapter 4
The twins stared at each other with sinking hearts, their fright mirrored on their faces. Then they looked back at Lassiter, at the man who had bought them from their father. It couldn't be true! Even Dad couldn't be that mean!
"But... that's against the law!" blurted Jack. Jerry shot his brother a warning glance, but Lassiter smiled gently. He reached out to cup their cocks in his thick, callused fingers, pulling them toward him, the twins moving awkwardly on their knees.
"Many things are against the law. Which are you?" He released Jerry's cock and raised the twin's balls. "Ah, yes -- left testicle, Jerry. That makes you Jack. You're a handsome pair, and no doubt intelligent as well. How many times have you tried grass?"
The twins looked at each other, shame-faced and not answering. Lassiter chuckled, working the foreskins back from their cocks and masturbating them until the cockheads hit his palms.
"There, you see? You broke a law, but nothing happened to you. And nothing happens to me when I buy and sell attractive young twins, except that I make many men very happy."
"Are you gonna sell us?" asked Jack.
"Eventually, yes. After the summer."
"What about the rest?" asked Jerry, boldly. "Are they happy?"
He shrugged, amused. "That depends on the them, Jerry. Some people are born to be slaves, to belong to someone else, happy only when they are forced to obey a master in every way. Others... adjust to the idea. Just as you will adjust to the situation. Now come up here."
He pulled on their erections and the teens came up over his legs, straddling his knees. He studied the twin cocks for a moment, pleased.
"Very nice." He chuckled again. "Your father is a foolish man. A stupid man."
"Sir?" asked Jerry, perplexed.
"You call me 'Master', slave." He spoke sternly. "Remember that -- I am your master. But you call everyone 'Master' except for the other slaves."
"Master," acknowledged the twin, accepting the situation for the moment, at least. "What did you mean... about our father?"
"Oh, yes." He laughed. "Why, if your father had played it sensibly, I'd have paid ten times what I gave him for the pair of you. I had no intention of leaving that house without you. But he was frightened to think he might lose even the small amount I first offered, and that is when men behave stupidly. You're well rid of him -- you're really better off with me. He'll run through the money he thinks he extorted from me and end up sleeping in filthy little rooms, working at filthy little jobs."
Lassiter's head fell back against the seat, the man sighing as he continued to stroke the twins' cocks, his fingers banging into their balls. Jerry glanced at his brother, swallowing.
"And what will we be doing, Master?"
"Why, living very well, Jerry. At least while you're with me. I am not responsible for what happens when I turn you over to your next master. I expect you two will be the most popular pair I've ever featured. Now show me how good you can be. Suck my cock!"
He bent Jerry's stiff prick down against his hairy leg, the teen wincing at the pain. Lassiter twisted his wrist against the cock, his calluses ripping at the sensitive erected tissue, forcing the teen to fall between his thighs.
"Suck, slave!"
He released the captive cock as Jerry fell to his knees. He grabbed the teen's head and pushed it down into his groin. Hair scratched at Jerry's face from his belly and the hairy thighs, and his twin's leg pushed against him as well. Jack's heel was hard where it scratched his brother's cheek.
"Suck!" demanded the man.
Sucking in breath, Jerry pulled his face back far enough to stare at the tremendous limp cock as it dangled against the edge of the seat. The balls were pushed to either side of the shaft by the prick's heavy weight.
"Goddamn it, slave! Stop stalling!"
Jerry read anger growing in the man, twisting his shoulders to ease the strain of his tied wrists. The mushroom-shaped purple glans was robbed of its foreskin, swollen above the shaft to the size of a small tangerine. The teen licked dry lips, swallowing with horror at the thought of taking the whole monstrous thing into his mouth... or into any other part of his body.
"Suck! I'm not going to tell you again, slave!" Lassiter's hand slammed the teen's face against his cock, the limp shaft jumping as the man hollowed his stomach. It rubbed across his cheek, Jerry feeling the individual puckers of the skin, the corner of his mouth filled with dry gray bush. Then Lassiter's fingers worked through his blond hair, the teen yelping at the twisting pain.
"Oh, Master! I... I'll suck you, Master! I want to suck your beautiful cock!"
Lassiter relaxed, pleased with Jerry's groveling response. The teen's lips brushed the swollen, heated glans, moved across the big hole in the center. It was broad and deep, would emit a thick and flat stream of piss.
Swallowing the lump that had risen into his throat, the teen opened his mouth, let his tongue move out to probe the urethral opening. He swallowed, working his throat to produce saliva that eased the task, and Lassiter sighed with pleasure as the wet sensation moved across his cockhead. He fell back again, pulling Jack with him, against his side, fingers squeezing and pinching the naked youth's exposed tits and genitals.
"Kiss me, Jack!"
Jack turned his face up at the command, permitted Lassiter's tongue to move across his face. The slave wriggled his fingers behind his back, gasping as his shoulders were worked painfully when the man's arm squeezed down on him. Then the great mouth was open, the tongue stabbing against the teen's teeth; Lassiter's lips spread wide to slobber against Jack's chin and his nose.
"Beautiful slaves! Beautiful!"
Lassiter rolled his lips against. Jack, wetting the teen's entire face, the man's tongue stabbing into the slave's ears to trace the whorls and convolutions. Then he caught Jack's tongue as it came out to lick the slave's lips and pulled it into his own mouth with his teeth, Jack wincing at the stab of pain. Lassiter chewed against the teen's organ, biting gently and then hard as tears started to flow from Jack's eyes.
"Oh! OHHHHHH!" He sucked his tongue back into his mouth. "You're hurting me!"
"Master!"
"Yes -- Master! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master! But you're hurting me!"
"Isn't that too bad?"
Lassiter ground his mouth against the teen again, chewing on Jack's lower lip, smothering the teen's new cry of pain. Then he relented, licking away the hot tears coursing down the teen's cheeks, contenting himself with pinching the youth's small nipples into full erection. His tongue moved down to Jack's throat, his teeth opening to take in the Adam's apple, nibbling it as it bobbed up and down with the working of the teen's throat.
"Yes, sweet! Suck me, baby!"
He glanced down at Jerry, who had laved the entire glans with his saliva. Now the teen was pushing his lips against the bottom of the still-limp cock, forcing it up against Lassiter's groin, turning his head sideways to work along the great vein with his tongue.
"Take it in your mouth! Suck!"
He gasped, closing his eyes as he pulled away to let the glans fall over the balls again. Then Jerry bent down beneath it, pushing his lips over the swell of the cockhead, his tongue darting into the opening and licking away a single drop of piss-tasting fluid. He made a face. Jack's piss was almost delicious in comparison with this horrible stuff!
"Ahhhhhh, yes! Yesssssss! Do it, slave! Suck your master's big cock!"
Lassiter's fingers caught Jerry's head again, this time stroking the teen gently as Jerry opened his jaws as wide as he could, pushing against the huge cockhead, and it suddenly popped through. The teen swallowed, astonished, the shape nearly filling his mouth, his tongue pushing against the bottom of it and pressing it against the soft palate.
"Oh, yes! Beautiful! Suck! Beautiful sucker!"
He crooned to the teen, his eyes closed, and reached down to stroke Jack's cock again, masturbating the teen gently. Jack lay back against Lassiter's body, the man's thick hair scratch wherever it touched him. The teen's prick was building with need, and he sighed as the man's fingers worked him up and down.
"Ohhhhhh, Master! Master!"
"Yes! Yes, my beautiful young slave!" Lassiter's eyes remained closed as he stroked Jack, his feet moving around Jerry's ass to pull the teen on his cock closer to its target.
"Beautiful slaves!" he said, sighing. "I knew your were born to be slaves when I saw you!"
The huge cock trembled in Jerry's mouth, but showed no signs of stiffening. Lassiter pushed his groin against the teen, almost rising from the seat, the cushion losing the imprint of his ass. Jerry swallowed against the great cock head, which was all the way into his throat now, almost two inches of the shaft pushing behind it. The teen's eyes closed as he breathed in the man's sweat and bodily secretions, his own cock tight against his belly with the force of his erection.
"Suck me, slave!"
The mumbled words were little more than a whisper as the man moved his ass farther down, pushing out against the teen, who sucked again and stopped, shocked as the great cockhead broke through the barrier and slid into his throat.
"OHHHHHHHHH, GOD!" Lassiter's eyes opened in astonishment and he glanced down at the teen. "Good Lord -- you have it! You have it in your throat!"
Jerry's head bobbed, unable to answer, the teen's fingers working frantically behind his back. The great cockhead was in his throat, but he was still able to breathe, his breath blasting hot from his nostrils against the burning shape of the cock.
"Oh, Christ! I don't believe it! Koch! KOCH!"
The chauffeur's voice came from an intercom. "Yes, Mr. Lassiter?"
"The slave's sucked my cock! He swallowed it, Koch! It's in his throat!"
"Really, sir?" The driver's voice showed pleasure for his employer. "That's wonderful! Can he take it all?"
"We'll soon find out! Suck me, slave! Suck it all!"
As astonished as the man, Jerry bobbed his head in acknowledgement of the order, and when he came down another inch of the cock shaft moved into his throat. Lassiter sighed in pleasure, releasing Jack to let the teen tumble against the seat, putting both of his hands on Jerry's head.
"Suck it, slave! Take it down!"
Again Jerry's throat worked and his face moved closer to the hairy groin as the tremendous cock shaft moved into his throat. Half of it was in his mouth now, and still coming. He felt the first of the pubic curls brushing against his lips and the bottom of his chin as he forced himself down farther. He could feel the great shape swelling his throat, moving into his chest, but he kept moving, pushing his face farther and farther.
"GOD! GOD! KOCH! HE'S DOING IT!"
"Congratulations, sir!"
"Oh, God! Don't stop, slave! Keep sucking!"
He guided Jerry now, working the slave faster, the teen turning his face and screwing himself down onto the great cock the way his father had screwed Jack onto his prick when fucking the slave. Lassiter was gasping constantly, his balls jumping, a stirring moving through his cock as his erection began to grow.
"Jesus Christ! Koch! I'm getting hard!"
"Oh, marvelous, Mr. Lassiter! I'm so happy for you!"
"Yes! YES! SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!"
Blood was coming slowly from the rest of the man's body, moving up into the shaft of his large cock as the slave continued to suck. Less than an inch was outside now. Jerry thought the cockhead must be in his stomach! His chest ached with the strain of accepting the invader. But he continued to push down on it, his ass coming off his heels as he sucked, his throat working and working until his lips pushed the gray curls down tight against the skin and there was no more to take. He had it all!
"He's got it, Koch! Every last inch! He took it all!"
Lassiter slammed his cock up against Jerry's face, nearly throwing the slave off balance as he rammed his great cock into the wonderful, wet constricting throat. His cock was growing harder, standing out, Jerry forced to stretch to hold himself above it, forced to come to his knees as the steel-hard rod slammed within his body, hurting terribly.
"UGH! GRGGGGG! GLACAJGGG!"
Jerry fought the horrible hard cock, dancing around, pulling back against Lassiter's hands. He gasped for breath, but the swollen erection pressed against his windpipe. He started to swoon as stars exploded across the back of his vision and oxygen starvation robbed his brain of necessary energy.
"OH, SLUT! GODDAMN! FUCK!"
Lassiter slammed one final time into Jerry's throat, then pushed the slave off his cock, bouncing him on the floor. He fell on his back, new pain stabbing through his tied wrists and his shoulders, but blessed air was moving into his aching lungs. The slave breathed and again, rolling onto his side, his tears soaking the soft plush carpeting.
"FUCK!" roared the man, reaching for Jack. The slave stared in horror at the tremendous erection -- it must have been twelve inches long!
"FUCK! GODDAMN IT, SLAVE, I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU!"
"No! Please -- Master!"
But the man ignored the slave's cry of horror, Jack's words unheard in the roaring pressure of his sexually heated blood. He came off the seat, holding the teen's arms in both hands, squeezing the flesh until new bruises showed on top of the marks of the belt. His foot kicked up against the edge of the seat and it rose silently to fit into a niche in the back, leaving room enough now for the man to stretch out full-length on the mattress-soft floor.
"GODDAMN! DAMN! DAMN! FUCK!"
Jack twisted, tried to wriggle free, but Lassiter was on his knees, turning the teen around, pulling him back against his belly. The great cock slammed across the youth's buttocks and up the ridge of his spine, slick with Jerry's saliva and with new dribbling from the hole in the cockhead. He positioned Jack on his knees, picked up the teen's upper body and slammed it down again. The force of the blow was absorbed by the plush surface, but the teen's ass slammed back against the cockhead.
"YEAH! YEAHHHHHH! TAKE MY COCK!"
One hand in the middle of the teen's back, holding Jack down, Lassiter grabbed his swollen erection in his other hand and rubbed the head against the teen's tight-clutched sphincter. He snorted angrily as Jack resisted the first prodding. He doubled the fist, holding him prisoner, raising it and hammering it down.
"Damn you! Open up!"
The blow hit the teen's spine, stunning him. Jack's eyes were wide, staring at nothing as the twin sobbed, no longer fighting. The cockhead approached again, rubbed the entrance, and his body tightened in reflex.
"DAMN YOU! STOP FIGHTING ME! TAKE IT!"
Lassiter stabbed two fingers into the reluctant rectum, loosening what was there. Suddenly the teen farted, blowing wet against the intruder, but the man ignored the reaction. He removed his hand, wiped it against Jack's ass, and brought the head of his cock to the sphincter again.
"Now... DAMN IT! TAKE IT!"
"OWWWWWWWW!" Jack screamed at the pain of penetration. "You're tearing me apart! OWWWWWWWW!"
"SHIT! SHIT! I'M IN!"
Lassiter crowed his success as his cockhead pushed through the sphincter, popped into the intestine. The momentary release of pressure as the sphincter closed about the shaft beneath the rim let the teen sigh out his relief. Then Lassiter positioned himself a little better, moving his knees back and dropping over the teen, both hands against the floor, trapping Jack between his stiff arms.
"Oh, shit! SHIT! FUCK!"
He stroked forward, slamming the cockhead deep, almost half of the way. The pressure was unbearable, but Jack was beyond screaming. He gasped, his face contorted with pain, his breath caught in his throat.
"YEAH! YEAH! YEAHHHH, FUCK!"
Lassiter cried out happily, slamming against the teen again without retreating. His cock moved down, the swollen glans pushing through the sensitive lining of the teen's guts, rubbing fire on every side.
"Oh! Ohhhhhh! OH, MASTER!"
"Yes! Yes, slave! I'm your master!"
"OHHHHH, GOD!"
"Slave! Slave! Beautiful slave!"
"OH, MASTER! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK ME, MASTER!"
"YES! YES, I'M FUCKING YOU, SLAVE!"
"OHHHHHH, GOD!"
Jerry rubbed pain from his throat by twisting his chin back and forth against the plush cushion, hearing Jack's cries of incredible pleasure. The teen raised his head, staring at his twin as the man's large cock slammed into the teen. Both participants in the kicking were gasping, laughing, crying, begging.
"OH, FUCK! OH, CHRIST! I'M... SLUT! SLUT! I'M COMING!"
"NO!" screamed the twin. "DON'T! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!"