Sunday Dinner


by Hazer

Note - This story is dedicated to Mrs. Anne Rice, and her "Beauty" series. Yeah, so there's some women in there - it's still some of the most erotic stories ever published in "mainstream" fiction.

"You go." "_f_u_c_k_ you, Joe - you go first!"

We wouldn't be in this particular mess if it wasn't for _f_u_c_k_ing Gil, who as usual, HAD to mouth off to MIGHTYBROTHER DEAN. All he had to do was nod, smile and grab his ankles - positioning his ass the way we've all grown accustomed to. Unfortunately, Gil and Scotty are paying for Gil's attitude problem. And so are me and Joe. We're in the Rumpus Room - where a lot of our tortures take place. Joe and I are both on ourhands and knees in our jockstraps. Our asses facing each other. The MIGHTY BROTHERS decided, one for all, and all for one, that we should all be punished for Gil's impudence. Joe and I have to play "tug-of-war", but *chuckle* Gil and his asshole buddy Scotty have to play "thar she blows". What's tug of war, you ask? Well, Evan took a long string of rubber ass beads, INFLATABLE rubber ass beads, and stuffed half a string up my butt and half a string up Joe's tight, freckled ass. THe beads on each end are lodged deep in our buttholes, and have a serrated texture. Basically, the first one of us to touch the buzzer on the opposite wall wins, but that also means he used his butt muscles to either A) yank the beads out of the other dudes ass, rubbing his chute raw, or B) the other guy has a really tight asshole and gets towed along for the ride. Either way - Joe and I are stuck by a chain of beads butt-to-butt and trying to be gentleman about the whole thing. The last time we had to play this game, Scotty's asshole was so rip-stripped raw that he was BEGGING for the MIGHTY BROTHERS patented hot water douches to ease the ache. Needless to say, Joe and I look pretty _f_u_c_k_ing ridiculous, and yeah, we both have wood. Shut up, you would, too.

But much to my delight, Scotty and _s_h_i_t_head Gil have to play an even more humiliating game - designed around the theory that they're both stubborn jackasses. The brothers stripped the two muscular soccer players bare-ass, and made them lie on top of each other in a 69. Washboard abs to washboard abs. Much to the brothers delight - Scotty and Gil are the perfect height for said 69. So they mummified the appropriate body parts in duct tape! So Gil's mid-sections and Scotty's are sealed tight together in tape! They're hands are both stretched tight and taped behind the small of each other's well-formed back! But the brothers knew no humiliating bondage torture is complete without the appropriate gag, so Gil and Scotty (or Buttface, and Buttplug rather) each have got a vibrating buttplug up their rumps on full blast, and the best part? Their _c_o_c_k_s are fully erect cause of their plugs, and they're faces are impaled on each others _d_i_c_k_s! Their necks have each been taped to the other's butts, so they've been gagged with each other's _c_o_c_k_s! They can't get their mouths off the other guy's _d_i_c_k_! HAH! SO those two jerks are rolling around on the rumpus room floor like an earthworm, moaning and groaning. Trying desperately not to move their mouths in any way - unless they want a stomachful of their best friend's cum.

"They do look pretty dumb, huh?" Joe snickered. "Yeah, I mean they're not stuck ass-to-ass like two horny dogs like we are - but I'd rather this butt torture than that...by the way, who wins in that one?" "First guy to blow his load. Sick, huh?"

The loadspeaker above our heads crackled into life. The one next to the closed circuit TV camera that the MIGHTY BROTHERS were observing our humiliation on and probably jacking each other off or something.

"YOu have twenty seconds to end this competiton - losers, Evan's has something new to try..."

And with that, we were off - I clenched my asscheeks and bolted. _f_u_c_k_ friendship - my rear still re-called me and Joe's experience in Evan's "high chairs". Beside me, I heard Scotty and Gil actually start to suck each other off. It didn't take long before I heard moaning through a certain wetness. I hope nobody choked on anything.

"GGGAAARGGGGGGHH!!!!! said Scotty as he was forced to swallow Gil's rubout.

Ewwww.

To be continued, any comments please e-mail me....


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