Date: Mon, 21 Feb 2022 02:08:43 +0000 From: Art Subject: Screwed C-11 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org I modeled gay porn scenes to support my younger brother, Johnny. and myself. I was screwed in multiple ways after Johnny discovered my part-time job doing porn. Then my straight brother became involved. Remember, this story is fiction. The author does not condone or condemn the action. Screwed C-11 Cam took my hand. "Back you go." He led me to his and Trevor's bedroom. "Lie down, bro. Trev and I want to have a chat with you." "This ain't good, is it?" I knew anytime an older person said, "Let's have a chat, life was about to go into the tank." "Well, depends on the point-of view and what is said." I was getting worried. Something big was on Cam's mind. "Does this have anything to do with what I did in Vegas?" Here I scrubbed my face. "Oh, gawd. This has to do with what you heard me and Zane doing when you came in. I won't do it again. I won't if you tell me no. Don't make me leave our home. Where would I go? Trev, tell Cam I'll behave. I`ll be a good boy." Both men placed their hands on my heaving chest. Cam quieted me. "It's okay, Johnny. Neither Trev nor I are upset. Just the opposite." I looked between the two. "Remember the time before Vegas where you and I loved each other? Remember what we did together? You wanted me as more than a brother, right?" I nodded. "Uncle Donovan had a talk with Trev and me about what we did, you and I. He counseled us to care for your heart. Trev and I are boyfriends. We are nineteen. You are fourteen. No one is to know what we are about to propose." I swallowed hard. "What?" I whispered. Trev took over. "I don't want to come between you and your brother. You love each other. Before me, you took care of each other. I met Cam at Straight Guys. We are exclusive, a rarity in the porn industry. We will continue to do scenes together. No one else but the two of us. We have a plan for you." "I can't act in porn. I am only fourteen." Both men laughed. "Nope. That is not possible, well, at least until you turn eighteen." Cam said. "Here's the deal. If you agree, I will order a larger bed, roomy enough for the three of us. We will sleep with one another. We can make love together. Your room will be for your studying and if you have friends over. No one is to be told of this arrangement." "For real?" But there is one condition, my brother said. Well, I knew there must be a condition. "What is it?" "If you have sex with any of your friends, even Timmy from now on, you must promise to wear a condom. If you forget, then you must test clean before we have sex with you. If they have sex with you, they have to wear a condom. Straight Guys requires we test clean before a scene. Promise?" I nodded. Cam continued. "If you remain clean, Trev and I will not need you or us to wear a condom. This will only work if we are honest. Our new life is one of trust." I smiled. "Both of you want to be sure I don't make any babies when I screw my buddies." Cam felt my humor. "How many boxes will you need?" Trev chuckled. "Hey Cam. Think they make condoms small enough for your brother?" Cam smiled. He had that look I knew well from before. "Take your clothes off, Johnny." "Now?" "Actually, come here." I stepped forward. My brother's arms wrapped around me. I loved the feel of him holding me. His lips found mine. "Kiss me, John." He used the adult version of my name. I melted as my lips pushed against Cam's. Our tongues batted with each other's. Cam held me tightly. My brother felt so good as I joined my arms around him. We pushed and twisted, trying to become one. I began crying his name as he guided me to his and Trevor's bed. He kissed me without stopping as I felt the pillow on the back of my head. He moved away. I lay watching, both guys watching me. "Undress him Trev while I set up the camera." Cam saw the puzzled frown on my face. "You are almost fifteen, John. I want to video what will follow for you to remember this night. Trevor will be part of our ménage à trois. That's French for threesome. I love you. I love Trev. I want to share both of you. Trev is okay with this. Are you?" I nodded, biting my lip. Trevor lovingly took off my shirt, kissing my nips as they became exposed. I moaned. He kissed me. Next, he removed my socks and shoes in a caring manner, rubbing my feet and between my toes. Next, my jeans and boxers came off. I lay exposed, throbbing for Trev and Cam to stare at. Both of them, fully dressed, stood looking at me. My eyes flashed between both. "He's beautiful, Cam. Look at his muscle tone and his abs. He is a perfect teen specimen of a youth in development. His cock will be as long as yours in a couple of years. He must be six inches, at least. He plays sports. I could eat his entire body." I squirmed under their stares. Both undressed. When they were naked, they continued to stare. They were hard. They had cocks longer than mine, but not by much. Their pubes and underarm hair were gone. I guess in porn you did that. The more they gazed down at me, the more I needed both of them. "Let's love him, Trev. I mean, Let's make my brother ours. Let's mark him as ours. Let's make him ours forever." Trev added, "I want him so much. I want this night to be a beginning for the three of us. Let's claim him." My brother and Trev were just under four years older than me. I squirmed, pleading. "Guys. Do me. I want to be yours." "Are you okay with us videoing you and us, John? I want this as a reminder of the night we possessed you and the three of us became one in the spirit." I felt my tears flow. "Love me every way. I want to be yours forever. No one else's." At that moment, Timmy was not even a blip on my radar. I did not see the future. If I did, well, that was the future. We three were now. What happened this night between the three of us, well if Cam had not videoed us, I could never explain everything. Have you heard of edging? Cam and Trev edged me for hours before tying me. They made love to every inch of my skin. Every nerve ending screamed for release and still they refused to give me what I craved. I felt like I was going insane. At one point, the lightest touch of one finger anywhere threatened to set me off. Both kissed me for what seemed non-stop. Cam would brush my hair with a loving look as Trev ran his finger ever so lightly up and down the underside of my shaft, causing it to beat a tattoo against the air. My words devolved into moans and squeaks. My thrashing body was on display for their pleasure. At time they pulled back to sit and watch me gaze wildly about as my body moved without conscious effort. I thrust, seeking release that would not arrive. At the height of my arousal, I felt a pressure at my butt hole. Something smooth slid effortlessly in me. Cam stroked my forehead, soothing me, telling me to relax as the object reached that spot in me which gave so much pleasure. "You want release, brother?" I looked am my Cam with such love-filled eyes. Whatever he did right now, I wanted. I felt the intensity of my gaze reflected in his. "I love you, John. Trev has inserted a vibrating dildo into your most sacred opening. What we will do is done out of love. You will experience a height of passion unlike you never have felt. You will experience a release that will be beyond imagination. The release will be brought on by the vibrations and you will experience an orgasm your fourteen-year-old being has never felt. We give this to you from our love for you." "Just do it," I gritted. A low buzzing began. Cam and Trev stood back, smiling as they watched my final path to unbridled passion and humiliation. The vibrations increased; my moans filled the room. My body twisted and bucked against the ropes. They saw the tightness of my muscles as I twisted out of control. I stabbed my groin as high as I was able, my penis throbbing for their viewing pleasure. No matter how humiliated I looked, I chased release. I gave up my humanity and put my animal self on display for their pleasure. I gave myself to the vibrations and the lust. The vibrations increased, as did my cries and movements. Self-control was past. I had none. Animal lust chased itself as the vibrations increased. I no longer had shame at what I did for their pleasure. They needed to see everything. I wanted them to see my undoing and with a mighty lifting; I gave myself over to passion, thrashing, stiffening, and in a long growl felt a thunderous ripping start deep in my groin and race out my piss tube. I did not remember afterwards. After releasing and undoing, I felt soothed by hands and lips. I passed out. Hope you are enjoying this story. 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