It was 2 PM Sunday. I thought – Fuck – we have to get back to regular reasonable hours, or these fucking Twinks will put us, geezers, into an early grave; we have all had enough of that; thank you very much!
I rolled over and looked at Dillon, still as fucking hot as he was 20 years ago. He opened his eyes and grinned.
“What are you looking and smiling about?” He asked.
I chuckled and answered, “The hottest uncle to the hottest boy on the fucking planet!”
“Fucking Christ – and you are his 1/4 brother! My head hurts just thinking about it. I’m not pissed at David for the fake ID wanting orgies with the hot Twinks down at Ernesto’s, but Jesus Christ, to blow the $100K we paid him- then so irresponsibly blow loads to the fucking sperm bank- sorry, I guess that just put your dad in the same category- he was an adult, successful businessman.” Said Dillon.
I replied, “No worries – we all have sex secrets, don’t we?”
Dillon said, “Well, you and I told each other everything, right?”
I answered, “Yes! We did. I am still half asleep and phrased that wrong, but I am sure if we put a truth serum on everybody at work, friends and acquaintances, can you imagine the dropped jaws and popped-out eyes?”
Dillon roared, “Fuck I can just dream it up and bet it's all true – we will have an issue Tuesday, you know- taking Caleb and Josh to the plant and onboarding. We have many very hot, handsome young men in our workforce, but when they see Caleb and Josh – productivity will plummet; the lockers and washrooms will have relief line-ups down the block.”
I replied, “After that incredible performance and chemistry last night, we have no choice but to invite Josh to live with us – sleeping with Caleb and sharing their love for each other. We all saw it was love at first site. Weirdly, they are enrolled to start in September at George Brown in similar construction and design programs -like fate brought them together from thousands of miles apart- virtual strangers just a few days ago – now lovers – who perhaps married someday. One day at a time, but sometimes it is just one day that changes all the future time – so amazing our lives are!”
Dillon continued, “Although the co-op and Josh’s voluntary work (…Oh…Yeah, I forgot to tell you that I agreed to David to bring him on until Tech. School starts) Anyways, they would be unpaid. What do you think if we gift them each like $25K and see where this Gay Twink BDSM Dance Musical Live Sex Show Performance thing goes?
Ernesto will have to see this here -we need to pop in to update him today. I am sure Frank & Stein (Fuck! What a name for clinicians!) already told him the fucked-up family tree. We need supplies and provisions for our expanded family – I love having the boys here, but we need to fatten them up and get that shredded muscle out – their testosterone is at max right now – especially with all the sex and orgasms starting -prime time!”
I answered, “Well, I think it is all cool – the family tree, and yes, I love your gifting idea and the boys here as well. We have to be careful not to hurt their feeling or control their lives- not pigeonholing them - as maybe last night was just a one-off thing – but holy shit, we have never seen anything so erotic and sexy. The straightest Christian right-wing fascist conservatives would cream their pants – the women too!”
Dillon giggled, “We best go see what they are up to and get David and Tommy out of here. We will also have to load up whatever Josh brought from Vancouver from their place and cart it here. I am sure the rest of their day will be spent trying on the clothes from Ernesto – so I think it will be acceptable to leave them alone here in the house for 6-8 hours – as long as they have not finished that 2/3rd bottle of spiced rum.
I answered, “Sounds good.” We got up and quickly showered. It sounded like David and Tommy were in the Kitchen having breakfast. We dried, dressed and slowly passed the boy's open door. We stopped and smiled at each other. Only about an inch was lower in the rum bottle. They were in the middle of an intense wild 69 cock sucking session – so beautiful we saw gobs of drooling spit and cum!
We entered the kitchen and quietly updated David and Tommy on our proposal. They both agreed and thought Josh was best to live here with Caleb – they liked the gifting idea. David, head design and decorator, agreed -that we need to delay their Co-op and volunteer start to see how their relationship develops and what Ernesto may advise.
Again – it sometimes takes a virtual stranger to point out something in a young person's life for them to consider doing it as a career. Did any of us finish College or University in the program or field we originally entered???? – Not!
About 20 minutes later, Caleb and Josh walk out hand in hand. They look tired and dishevelled – fucking gorgeous in any state! They found the underwear box from Ernesto, and both have on very tight bulging Andrew Christian open ass Thongs – fucking so hot and cute!
Caleb said, “Morning, Daddy Brother Uncles Cousin Hotties!” Josh said, “Morning relative Dudes.”
We all exchanged morning chatter and pleasantries.
I began, “Boys – ah, Dillon and I need to re-supply today on our own- so David and Tommy will be heading home soon.” Josh and Caleb looked at each other as if about to ball.
David said, “Josh, we will pack up your things for Luke and Dillon to bring over here; it is best that you live and sleep with Caleb, your lover. You two are so beautiful and incredible lovers together!
Jesus Christ – these fucking Twinks are so quickly brought to emo tears! Okay, after tears, hugs, and kisses, we composed ourselves.
Dillon said, “Also, we all agree that last night's performance was so incredible with the chemistry and total deep love between you- you two need to consider for a few years creating a BDSM Twink Sex Show like that. Us old geezers have been having group BDSM sex for over two decades, and none of us ever saw anything so impossibly erotic and beautiful as we did last night between you two; those Twink orgasms and sexiness – the dance moves and gyrations…well, we all have not cum like that in a few!
Caleb answered, “I can’t explain it, but when I hear music and can be naked, it takes me into a new erotic realm – it just pours out of me- like plasma electricity – like I am a flowing lava volcanic fire - I love the music and the dance it is in my blood – sort of now that I cum to think of it-I like the construction tech because I used to dance around with the tools listening to tunes on my wireless buds. Although I enjoy the construction tech, it may have more to do with my body dance movement and the music I was listening to. Factor in my naked sex– watch out! I feel like I become a different boy – horny and impossible passion from ---from….”
“Our Father!” I spoke.
Caleb asked with a screwed-up face, “What …our father? … How do you mean?”
I answered, “Dad – our father or ½ to you- was a concert pianist and singer. As so many musicians find out, unless you get discovered, you can barely survive. Mom loved the blues, jazz, and smoky nightclub music. They used to play that dusty Grand in the corner of the great room for hours and hours, sipping cognac. Dad loved that Lana Del Rey - it was his favourite, and you found it and glommed right onto her the other night when we took and bred out your virginity – you went wild.”
David interjected, “After Ryan passed, Dillon, Mom and Dad always joked that I was like the Jumping Beans ballet gymnast because I was always dancing and skipping around dealing with the grief until I found painting. Combine my genes with that of your biological Mom, who sounds incredible with professional dancing and music –it is in your blood and dual DNA, Caleb. You should think about getting some professional lessons in music or dance. Although you two boys were nearly flawless last night, what do I know?”
Caleb asked, “Luke, do you play the grand – like you said – dusty it is?”
I replied, “I never learned, but I just could not part with it; something always told me someday it would be useful for something—great memories of Dad and Mom at that instrument.” I teared up.
Caleb stared at it. He walked over with his coffee as we watched intently. He pulled out the dust-covered bench, sat down, lifted the lid and sat there gawking at the keys. He closed his eyes and started to play “Music to Watch Boys to.”- I had just taken a sip of coffee and was almost frozen with the cup slowly lowering to the counter. Oh My God! When I closed my eyes, he sounded just like Dad played – the same emotion – the same dramatic pauses and dynamics – it was like a ghost.
Here is this incredibly world-gorgeous Twink in his Andrew Christian Thong Playing Like My Father did more than 20 years ago. My eyes welled, and tears dripped. Dillon came and embraced me from behind. It was so beautiful.
We all applauded with tears. I asked, “When did you learn to play? That was beautiful, Caleb. When I closed my eyes, it sounded like Dad- I think that piano belongs to you now, brother.”
Caleb is very quiet and then looks over and says, “This is the first time in my life that I ever touched a piano!” Holy Shit! We all had our hands to our mouths in disbelief. The room was silent.
David said, “Caleb – not to flog you both, but we think you and Josh need to consider creating an erotic BDSM Gay Twink Sex Musical Show - do you guys think you could perform as you did so incredibly last night in front of a real crowd like hundreds – thousands – maybe more someday?”
Caleb answered, “With Joshua – he brings me out of the desert – the desert of my former hellish life. I have always been so horny for all of that BDSM – it turns me on so much. The music and dance complete the entire machine – like fuel to the pistons. But although my co-op was voluntary – I was told that you often gift cash under the table – so if I am being rude now -sorry, but I do have a past due cell bill and a few thousand in overdraft in my bank and credit card – no job…no money given to me from the foster jerks for 4 months now …so…so….I need to get some funds from somewhere.”
I replied, “Ok, here is the deal. In exchange for us gifting each of you $25K, from now until the fall, you should have settled on what you want to do with your school start or other career sex show, etc.
Three criteria: 1. You both eat all the healthy plant-based food and hydrations we stuff in front of your face to get your lean muscle and body fat up. 2. You follow our workout regimen exactly -more is not best – less is best. Remember, we will train you in both the sets and reps with the machines and weights. 3. For four months, we explain all the BDSM Equipment and implements and how to use them for maximum safe enjoyment and erotic pleasure-pain. You two work together with some professional assistant to perfect your Gay Twink BDSM Sex Show -do one performance in front of a large crowd; we will arrange it all -tickets at $200 a pop for a four-hour long show with a 30-minute intermission—mostly boys & men in the audience.
Of course – we hope we all still orgy with you both, as we never did finish that with all 6 of us, so everything with each of the other 5…but we have 4 months to get that all covered, and it is not contingent on this gift or anything – but you Caleb and all had desired it. So, thoughts?
Caleb and Josh looked at each other, beaming like having just won the jackpot lotto. Caleb said,
“Are you Fucking kidding us – Total Fucking Yes! Yes! Yes! God -you all are Angels. Can we involve Ernesto as a consultant, or can he connect us with anyone we need guidance from? He can help create that first venue show with everyone in town here.”
I answered, “Yes, we will stop by and see him today. I can see the headlines show name now (Caleb & Joshua Cum Out of The Desert).”
David roared, “That is fucking perfect – so biblical revelations!” We all gave thumbs up. I pulled out my phone and transferred the funds to the boy's accounts with hugs, kisses and groping.
I said, “So we will be home about midnight and hit the 24-hour grocer last. What are you boys planning alone here while we are gone? You can swim and work out, and you have all those clothes to sort and put away, do up your room, and later add Josh’s things—so it's up to you. Questions?”
They looked at each other and held hands, giggling; Caleb said, “Well, I promised never to lie to you guys -yes, we will do some of that, but we both want to get those inverted-negative cock cages on, hydrate up and then together ride the fuck out of the dildos and fuck machines-till we are cum dry.
Like last night was incredible fun, but as we drank the rum and chatted afterwards, we want you guys to show us more of the BDSM Equipment and how to use it. Still, we… wish to explore in private ourselves first as you can appreciate and all understand – it is incredibly intimate and spiritual. Is it correct that boys and couples must do these acts in private alone the first few times before displaying to anyone…groups or an audience…. as you know…?”
We were all smiling. Dillon answered, “You two are quick learners – brilliant – and you are right on the money! Just like myself, Luke, David, and Tommy. Yes, exactly- as long as you swear to maintain the yellow and red code and never hesitate to say it – we do not want to have to rush home today or any day and need to summon medical intervention. You both go slow -there is no such thing as too much lube. Just don’t slip on the floor!” They gave thumbs up, beaming again – fuck, they are so perfect!
David and Tommy kissed them and left. Dillon and I went back and showed them the rubbing alcohol to sterilize the urethral tubes, how to get the lubed testicles through the cage bases and harness belts -water-based lubed the tube if their leaking dicks needed more slickness and then slid on up in their dicks, squishing the penis and locking the cage with the slide cylinder.
As written about many times, they pranced around giggling like stallions with new saddles and bridles, checking each angle and reflection in every mirror. They were so pretty and adorable, like kids in a candy shop dressed up on Halloween.
Caleb said, “Fuck me! I can’t believe how sexy I feel and how horny this tube up my buried cock has me oozing so much precum – why do I feel like I need an aircraft carrier up my famished boy-cunt now?!”
I replied, “You just answered your question – it causes you to focus on your pussy and leaves the penis as just a blow hole.”
Josh said, “Ok, Let's keep this on for hours as we try on clothes and sort all your fabulous attire – the building with be so much foreplay we will overflow the cum collection trays.”
We all giggled and gave them the remote wireless controllers for the fuck-machines and had them show us that they understood the speed and depth stroke settings. They promised to start with the smaller dildos and stop if there is pain or significant blood – a little pink is ok. They asked for the large stainless steel 9” x 18” trays that were ¾ inch deep to collect their dripping ejaculations from the blowing tube spout as they rode together off into the sunset. We left the boys for their adventure. It was 3 PM. At least if they slurp clean the trays- daily protein and nutrients are covered.
Dillon and I kissed the boys and left for our tasks. They are both so gorgeous and cute in their inverted chastity cages. I will be anxious to see them in weeks and months when we train them up, and they have more meat on their hot and horny Twink bones.
We thought we best head down to Ernesto first, seeing as our start to the day was so late, with the incredible events of last night taking their toll on our 38-year-old bodies. When we walked in, he dropped what he was doing and came to us. His lover Raphael took over. He led us back to his private office. As soon as the door was closed, he said,
“Jonathan and Michael called me yesterday when you left their place. I wondered if it all was some weird combination of it. Are you all well and accepting it as it is – I know it is so incredible.”
Dillon responded, “For the most part – I am still pissed at David for the sperm donating.”
Ernesto interjected, “Yeah, I fucked up – I knew he was your baby brother from his crazy hot kooks like you, and he stated the same, but judging from his looks and great cock and balls and how he fucked the Twinks and got fucked just like you guys when you did the modelling here – well It’s that privacy thing. I guess I was too trusting to think it made sense that he was just 2 years younger than you. I was stupid because I know you had said you had lost a younger middle brother, so if I had concentrated more, I would have figured out that each of you would have had to have been conceived within weeks or months of the other being born or less – again, Dillon, please forgive me.”
Dillon responded, “It is all in the past, Ernesto, and nothing is to be forgiven. We need to tell you what happened last night.”
Ernesto, concerned, asked, “All is well with the boys as you said, yes?”
I answered, “Yes! Everyone is excellent mentally, emotionally, physically, and sexually. Last night, as we started the group gang bang, Caleb and Joshua broke off into their authentic spectre BDSM Music show. When we turned on the music and the reactive equalizing lights – Caleb became like a split personality, morphing into the sexiest BDSM erotic show we have ever witnessed. They went on for almost 8 hours as we all sat in a sex stone hands-free cum high. He used the BDSM furniture, equipment, implements and dildos perfectly. Joshua was almost under his spell and connected like fluid dynamics. It was so incredible and beautiful. Their ejaculations are so spectacular. It was not pornography – it was erotic love on a scale we have never witnessed. The way he dances and moves his body and hips – both with perfect cocks and balls – is hot and natural.”
Ernesto said, “I am not surprised – did you not notice his footwork to the salon music when he laid down in the styling chairs and recliners when I was styling him? When I redressed him in his exit duds, he did some more dancing, so happy with his off-the-charts look. It was so sexy and erotic I came in my pants. He lives and breathes Music, Dance and Sex.”
I answered, “We gifted them each $25K. They have pledged to explore this possible career for the next four months while we train them physically and get some lean meat on the two of them, which might just put them on level #2 of that podium. Although he is natural, they and we all agree we need a professional dance music coordinator. So, do you have thoughts, Ernesto?”
He answered, “Pauly—hands down, Pauly is perfect, being your age and retired with world accolades in Dance, Ice Dance, Figure Skating, and Musical productions. The icing on the cake is that he is Gay, as the sun is bright. He will love being a part of this. Can I bring him by tomorrow evening at about 6 PM? Can the boys be ready for a mini-performance?”
Dillon answered, “Well, we left them alone today to explore the fuck machines and dildos all cock caged up, so if they are alive when we get home and have not orgasmed to death, that would be perfect.” We hugged Ernesto and confirmed that we would see him and Pauly then.
Dillon and I continued and went to David and Tommie’s Condo nearby. They had all of Joshua’s things in four suite cases. There is something very liberalizing and stress-reducing about being a student and cramming your most essential life possessions into a relatively small pile.
We went out for supper to chat about all our incredible life. Afterwards, we popped into the local mall before closing and got some summer clothes and loungewear for us and the boys. We did not want Caleb especially to have everything from Ernesto, so we got what we thought was a nice variety of styles. It was 10 PM, so onward to the Metro 24-hour store for some healthy plant-based foods, drinks, and health and beauty aids-several 4 Litre tubs of coconut oil and almond oil and Crisco – the best fisting and dildo mix.
We pulled into the driveway and garage at about 1 a.m. on Monday. Walking into the kitchen, all seemed quiet. We put the perishable food away first and heard noises down the hall.
Dillon said from the kitchen, “I can’t tell if they are in their bedroom or still in the fucking Dungeon – Christ – where they get the energy to be young again, eh – look, they placed the Rum bottle not touched more from when we gave it here on the counter- neither are alcoholics, that is for sure.”
I answered, “Well, the most important stuff is away, so let's get their clothes and Joshua’s stuff down to their bedroom.” We carried it all down and were shocked that only about 20% of Ernesto’s gift items had been sorted and either hung in the closet or placed in the dressers.
Dillon said, “Holy Fuck – they are in the Dungeon with the doors closed – not much done in here, so I wonder just how long they have been playing together on the fuck machines with the dildos – our record is like 4 hours before our cunts were destroyed.”
I answered, “Cum on – time to crash the cum party.” As we opened the Dungeon doors and entered, we heard the mixed blues and jazz music playing with the reactive sounds of light blazing and flashing. Then, we were immediately focused on the unreal sight before us.
Caleb and Joshua have the two 8-foot bondage fuck tables head-to-head, just offset from each other halfway. They are moaning and groaning incredibly as we see strings and strands of cum squirting and spraying from their caged cocks. Their faces are together as they kiss repeatedly and passionately while moaning, gasping and ejaculating incredibly powerful, thick white rope torrents.
Behind their cunts, their fuck machines are going full speed and max depth. Caleb has the 3XL Sea Horse absolutely Jack Hammering his destroyed cunt. Joshua has the 3XL Atlas doing the same. The full magnitude of the day's cum shenanigans cums into focus.
There are a dozen empty water bottles, about two four-litre pails of lube ½ empty, Six cans of compressed gas (What the fuck?) and then at least 16 used lube-covered dildos. The cum trays have a ½ inch of liquefied semen all over them, but as we get closer, you can see tongue and laps marks and dried bits all over their faces and mouths with spilled lapping cum all over the front of the leather table.
We approached, and I said, “Holy Fuck! How long have you two been riding together?”
Caleb said, “We started about 20 minutes after you left; oh Fuck I am cumming again….OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK JOSH! GGGGGGGOOOOOOODDDDDDD FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!” A massive squirt ejects from Caleb's cock spout sending semen splashing from outside the tray. Joshua soon followed suit as they slurped more semen from their pooled trays and then passionately kissed in the hottest cum share we have ever seen.
Dillon stated, “You mean you two have been riding for almost 10 hours – fuck have you looked at your cunts and lube – There is a fair bit of pink here, boys – any pain?”
Joshua answered, “Oh Fuck no – just pleasure beyond belief – please, we don’t want to stop – it is so much fun doing this together and sharing our cum orgasms – fuck that we stay here like this forever, please?”
I went and killed the power to the fuck machines. They panted and kissed some more.
Caleb said, “Fuck Luke – Party pooper!” Josh sighed and hissed. They nibbled and giggled- we pulled the dildos and fuck machines away slowly. Almost a cup of pinkish lube poured out of their pussies that were gaped at 4.5” wide.
I answered, “Well, if you two ever want to be able to pooh again – you have had more than the record for toy machine fucking and riding – Christ, I have never seen so much boy-cum…like a few cups in your trays here – Jesus Christ Boys!”
They were done up in BDSM Black and Red leather cuffs, collars, and harnesses. We slowly helped unlatch them and get them off the table. We found the keys and released their black metal gages, and slipped their swollen nuts out, causing more hot boy cum to pour out as we pulled out the urethral tubes. Shaky and staggering, we led them to the bed and placed a white towel under their ass cheeks for them to sit upon with pillows behind them.
Caleb cuddled Joshua, and they kissed some more. He said, “Sorry – you mad at us, right?”
I replied, “No, not so much mad – just worried that you may have done permanent damage. Did neither of you ever say to the other yellow or red- I see, you have each other’s fuck machine controllers- you never said time to stop?
Joshua answered, “No, not really- we started with the smaller ones and worked up all day. The Fuck Machines overheated, so we found the compressed gas to cool them down. We took mini breaks for piss play in the shower and chugged more water and then upsized and got back on riding and cumming and cum eating and swapping.
Fuck they feel almost better than fisting -we just could not stop. The sensations and dildos sliding deep in and out of our cunts and pussies was just out of this world and the most pleasure ever – The hands-free cums just would not stop. We already have swallowed today an entire tray of each other’s cum and semen squirts – please can you spatula the rest into wine goblets for us to finish eating each other’s hot sweet boy cream – it was so erotic and fun!”
Caleb said, “Best Fucking Birthday Ever +1.” They giggled and kissed some more.
I stated, “Well – this is a first, but if you both want to eat the rest of the semen on the trays, I will get the plastic outdoor goblets and do it for you in the kitchen. I am sorry I made that bet about cleaning all your dildos!”
Caleb said, “What bet?”
“I bet Dillon the other night that you would bottom for him first and once lose, then take my monster cock. The loser has to clean all your used dildos till the end of the month.”
Joshua giggled and said, “Never try to read what a Twink will submit to – we are pretty horny and like this always will shock the fuck out of lovers.”
Caleb answered, “Well, Luke – it sucks to be you, but for breakfast tomorrow, we would both love to eat some brother-uncle cum share!”
I said, “Let me get these cum trays to the kitchen and cum back with your cum goblets – have you two had any real food today with the tonnes of water and semen?”
Joshua answered, “No – just our shared boy-cum…maybe bring some healthy crackers when you cum back.”
Dillon asked, “So what is your best guess for how much cum you both ate today from each other?”
The boys looked intensely at each other and mumbled, “Oh, maybe 2…or a bit more…litres?”
I replied, “Jesus Christ – well, you got your protein and nutrients, I guess – now no douching before bed when your cunts are raw like this – Christ Ernesto and Pauly the planned dance co-ordinator are supposed to be cumming over tomorrow for a quick demo from you 2 – and now you have destroyed your cunts.” They giggled and wiped their assholes with the towels – just a bit of pink with mostly lube.
Caleb answered, “Look – no real blood – I am sure we are fine and by tomorrow night will be starving for pussy plowing each other. But we are starving to finish all that sweet, warm creamy boy cum, so Luke, please?”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the boy-cum covered stainless steel trays. I carefully walked them out to the kitchen and spatula them bone dry into the goblets. Yes, I licked and tasted some – fantastic! I realized, walking back, that Dillon and I had done something similar but not nearly to this extent.
I walked back into the dungeon, and the boys were up walking and de-leathering. Dillon, God bless him, had the 16 Dildos on the shower floor waiting for me to wash and disinfect with soap and scalding water. I motioned him over, and we each took a sip of each goblet, not knowing whose cum I had in each now.”
He giggled and said, “Wow – close to the Dom Perignon 69!”
Caleb protested and yelled, “Hey! We never said we were sharing with you geezers!” Dillon and I took another gulp of their sweet cream.
Joshua hollered, “Ok! Ok! Please, I am hungry for it – who’s is who’s!”
I answered, ‘Sorry – you boys must keep swapping glasses as I have no idea who’s is whose boy cum. Now squat over the towels on the bed and bear down – let's check no major blood.”
Caleb answered, “Oh, Fine! But I still want those multi-grain health crackers while we drink our boy-cum. We both hoped to develop a rosebud with slight prolapse – it turns us on.
I announced, “Well, tomorrow you can watch Dillon and I fist each other and pull out each other's rosebud from the anal-rectal Ampulla; then, if your pussies are ok – we will guide the two of you to bloom, but maybe after your show to Ernesto and Pauly. Now both of you squat and bare down over the towels and empty your cunts.” The boys rolled their eyes and did so. It mainly was lube with just a bit of pink. We wiped their pussies, brought their crackers and let them stay in the Dungeon bed. I dimmed the lights but left them on low.
Looking back as I headed to be chief cook and dildo washer detail, I thought…Nothing is quite so cute as two of the world's hottest Twinks cuddling, eating multi-grain high protein iron crackers and sharing in goblets of their mixed boy-cum. Like I said – it just takes one day to change your life – these were some of the best days ever!
