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Authors: Lynn Kelling

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“I love doing this for you, Ev,” Drew smiled. “Some guys just aren’t as hands-on as they need to be. It’s a shame Alek doesn’t really go out of his way for you the way you deserve. But you’re in good hands now, so just relax and let yourself get off on it. I want you to.”

Lips parted, breathless, Evan couldn’t stop gasping and grunting, trying to hold the water in, trying to not think about the camera recording everything, including how complacent Evan was being, how agreeable. Drew tugged on the lever for the shower-head and pulled his finger out.

“Let it out,” he told Evan.

There was no holding it in anymore. Even humiliation couldn’t manage it. Everything was expelled, washed away by the water from above, trickling coolly over his lower half.

“Nice. Let’s do that a few more times.”

The hose was shoved back up his ass. Drew was fairly gentle with him. That almost made it worse, the caresses over the skin of his backside, around where the tube was fed into his body, the way Drew began moving the nozzle slightly in and out, fucking Evan with it. Horribly, it started to make Evan hard.

“Good boy, that’s not so bad, right? Just gettin’ you ready. Gonna make you feel really nice.” More quietly, too low for the camera to pick up, Drew said, “I can tell you’re embarrassed, but I’m not like most guys, okay? They might not tell you to your face that they think it’s fucked up to like certain things, but I would never lie to you like that. You can be dirty with me, Ev. I’m not like Alek. I won’t think less of you for wanting to do this stuff with me.”

The tube pulled out, the finger plunged into his ass. Drew glanced between Evan’s drawn-up legs, saw his stiffened cock, and smiled.

“See? Knew you’d love it, kid. Your dick already knows what it wants.” Drew wriggled the finger rapidly back and forth inside his sphincter, making Evan grunt and strain to stay clenched. Horribly, the sensation sent a thrill right to Evan’s cock, which twitched happily. With his free hand, Drew took hold of Evan’s dick and stroked, squeezing up to the tip a few times. It made him shudder; hating that he was enjoying it.

“I tried to get Alek and Luka to do this for me once, you know,” Drew whispered conspiratorially. “Fuck, you should have seen their expressions! Who’d have thought a pair of twins who like to fuck each other could be such judgmental prudes, you know?”

The hand let go of him and the finger pulled out. He expelled the fluid and the shower rinsed him off. All he could see were the imagined expressions on Alek and Luka’s faces, looking at him like he was the most disgusting person they’d ever seen. It had to be true. Drew wouldn’t lie to him.

“But I say fuck them, you know? Who are they to make you feel bad about yourself? That’s why we’re such a good match, Ev. I know how dirty you like to get and I know you like letting me see. Right?”

By the time they’d done it a third time, Evan was covering his face with shame over his erection, the same damned thing that had gotten him in trouble with Brennan not so very long ago. It seemed Evan’s ability to find pleasure in the perverse was his weakness. First Drew, then Brennan, then the twins, now Drew again. It was all coming full-circle.

Drew pulled on Evan’s erection, giving it a little shake for the camera, showing how stiff it was. There was so much pressure – in his water-swollen intestines, in his dick, in his head, in his chest as he held his breath to keep from panting like a wanton whore. He couldn’t escape it or pretend it away, and only Drew understood it. Only Drew knew how to make it all go away.

Maybe he did deserve this. He would have to keep all of it a secret from Alek, Luka, and Brennan. They couldn’t know about any of it. They would hate him for it.

Chapter 22
Head Games

Evan was washed off for the last time. Drew stuck both of his index fingers into Evan and pulled in opposite directions, showing the camera how much cleaner he was now. Evan whimpered. Drew pulled harder, spreading him wider. Instinct told Evan to spread himself and prove he wasn’t as dirty as he seemed, or as he really was, in ways water could never wash away.

“Good, stay nice and relaxed, Evan. Want to get a nice view up there. No clenching, now.”

Evan drew his legs back a little more, letting them come slightly apart. Drew used both hands to spread him. Evan could feel the silent presence of the camera, watching unblinkingly, recording everything, seeing everything Evan tried to hide. The more he didn’t want to get hard, the harder he got.

“Does that feel okay, boy? Just taking a look, right? No harm in looking.”

“Mm-hmm,” Evan hummed, clenching momentarily, trying to close up his opening, though those fingers were in the way. All he succeeded in doing was kissing them a little with his outer ring.

In a whisper, Drew asked, “I can trust you like I used to, can’t I? I know you’ve been spending time with some pretty untrustworthy people, so I just want to make sure none of that has rubbed off. Your word’s still worth something, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Evan grunted. “I swear.”

“I give you my word that this is all our secret, okay, boy?”

“Okay.”

“Can you give me your word that you’ll do me the same favor? You won’t go bragging about all of this? I’m a very private person, you know.”

“I won’t. Promise,” Evan vowed.

The fingers pulled out.

“Clench up tight. Tight as you can.”

He did.

“Now relax.” One finger plunged in to the hilt, rubbing, pumping. Evan began to rock into the movements, reacting to need instead of logic. The way Drew touched him was different than how Alek, Luka, or Brennan touched him. The novelty wasn’t lost on him. Drew’s whispers started up again.

“What we have is special, Ev. I wouldn’t do all of this for just anyone. No matter how disappointed you feel after we’re done, no matter how much you might want to do it again or ask Alek to do this kind of thing for you, too, you have to promise not to take advantage of my trust.”

Evan tried to reply, but all that came out was a whimper.

“Feels good, huh?”

“Yes,” he said, frowning, hating to admit it.

“I just feel so bad that you’re not with someone you can trust this much,” Drew said regretfully. “But don’t worry about that. Just enjoy it. I want you to. The more you enjoy it, the happier I’ll be.”

He didn’t want anyone to find him. He hoped Mike hadn’t called anyone about Evan’s disappearance during the middle of his shift. He wanted everyone to leave him and Drew alone until it was done. What came after, Evan didn’t know. It was like when they were at Charlie’s house. He would pray Charlie would stay gone. He never, ever, hoped to be caught. Getting caught would have been so much worse, especially when he always felt so good with Drew. He always got off, always felt safe and cherished, and was made to feel special in ways that always surpassed Evan’s wildest expectations.

Same then, same now.

Drew was making Evan feel good. He wanted Evan’s secrets to stay safely in the dark, where they couldn’t hurt him. Evan couldn’t tell Alek and Luka about how he hadn’t even fought back, how he hadn’t even tried.

“If Alek ever breaks up with you,” Drew said softly, smoothing Evan’s hair. “You can call me, anytime, and I’ll be there for you. You can count on me.”

“Okay,” Evan panted. “Thanks.”

“Should we move you to the bed? Get you more comfy?”

“Yeah.”

“Good, Evan,” Drew smiled.

Drew helped him sit up and stand. Evan went right to the bed and sat down on the edge. The idea of running for the door was laughable. Where would he go? Why would he leave?

Evan knew he could count on Drew to be there for him. It was everyone else who was the danger, the risk.

“Go on and lie down. Get comfortable on those pillows. I’ve got some straps to keep your legs out of the way, so you don’t need to hold them up on your own, all right?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Evan lay down, his arms at his sides. Drew fit one ankle into a leather strap, attached to the one end of the headboard, and his other ankle went in another. His legs were forced so wide, it strained the muscles of his thighs. His face, his genitals, his ass, it was all on display.

Flesh-colored dildo in hand, Drew came over to the bed and knelt on it. Evan didn’t like to look at the camera as Drew approached with the phallus. It was better to either keep looking at Drew, or close his eyes and trust. While taking hold of Evan’s balls with his left hand, with his right, Drew fed the lubricated toy quickly up Evan’s ass. The fat head popped through his rim with barely a twinge, and when it was slid in deeply on one firm push, at least ten inches worth, Evan shouted, trembling. The violation and sudden fullness turned him on, hard, mostly because of how wrong and dirty it felt. Throwing his head back, panting with pleasure, he couldn’t believe how far into his ass the toy was. His cock gave a twitch of interest. Drew played gently with Evan’s balls, rolling them, feeling the skin between the pads of his fingers, giving his nuts a little squeeze. Letting the toy sit where it was, Drew rubbed over Evan’s rim, humming.

“How’s that feel? You like how deep inside you that is?”

“Yeah,” Evan sighed.

“Want something bigger? Hmm?”

A thick finger slid in beside the toy, stretching him farther. Evan’s mouth worked on a swallowed cry. His cock jumped, swollen and flushed dark, but Drew ignored it, letting the camera see the proof of Evan’s enjoyment.

A second finger wedged into Evan’s ass and he grimaced a little. Drew took hold of the long toy and pulled it almost completely out, letting the large head catch on his rim, then worked it right back in. With long strokes, he fucked Evan for a while like that. Soon, Evan was trying to push down onto the toy.

“Don’t be greedy,” Drew warned with a chuckle. “I know how much you want it, but you need to be patient. One more finger, now.” Drew worked it in beside the others, between Evan’s sphincter and the phallus. “Does that hurt?”

“No,” Evan grunted, hissing between his teeth, shuddering with the sensation of being so thoroughly violated and probed.

“Have you been fucked by two cocks at once, before? I bet you have, huh?”

“Yes.”

“That had to hurt a little. Did you like it?”

He didn’t want to answer.

“Did you beg them to do it? Have you wanted to beg them to do it again, but knew what they’d think of you if you did?”

Evan’s heart dropped even as his stomach lurched. Knowing what he’d done, what he’d wanted, and what kind of person that made him was sickening.

He hadn’t answered the questions, so the hand on his balls closed up in an iron grip, crushing him. His whole body tightened up in agony, trying to curl forward as he exhaled sharply, then cried out. “Ahh! It hurts!”

Drew eased up, rubbing Evan’s balls to soothe. Evan panted, collapsing backward again.

“You told me I could trust you,” Drew said softly with remorse and disappointment. “Not telling me the truth is just as bad as lying. Are you a liar?”

“Okay! Yes, I liked it,” Evan admitted. “It hurt but it felt good. I was afraid to ask for more, because of what they’d think of me.”

“I think your instincts are right on, there. See, you’re learning more about yourself and protecting yourself from men who could never understand you the way I do.” The fingers inside him rubbed around. Evan’s exhale broke over a sudden moan. “Good boy. What a hungry hole you’ve got, huh?” The fingers pulled out. Evan saw Drew pick up another, similar dildo. Pulling upward on the one stuffed up Evan’s ass, Drew began to work the second in beneath it. Evan cried out as the head passed through, the ache spreading throughout his bottom, the pain sharp but strangely welcome. Once it was in, the pain eased. Drew slowly worked it farther inside.

Quivering, sweating, Evan was making soft pleading sounds as Drew began to move both cocks at once, fucking Evan with both simultaneously. All Evan could do was stay spread out and loose to allow it. Pre-come dripped down his rigid cock.

“I’m not forcing you to like it, am I?”

Evan moaned. Drew lifted Evan’s cock, curved up snugly to his belly, forcing it downward to be perpendicular to his body. Growling at the ache, Evan tried to sit up a little. Drew just pressed harder, forcing Evan’s cock down even more.

“This cock’s completely stiff. You must love how I’m fucking that pretty pink hole. You’re my pretty slut, aren’t you, Evan? You gonna let me take your pretty pink hole for a ride? Always wanted to stuff my dick in here, you know, and see how soft you are on the inside and hear the types of sounds you might make.”

His dick was released, snapping back to his belly. Evan gasped harshly as the toys were both removed with a slow tug, then replaced with one at least as thick as both, combined. Drew worked the huge head through Evan’s rim, letting the skin stretch in a wide O around it.

“Please,” Evan begged, the stretch unbearable. His voice broke as he cried out with even more emotion. “Please!”

The toy finally pressed past the muscle slowly enough to make Evan convulse on the bed. He trembled as he was entered, stuffed to bursting. Drew worked the enormous phallus in and out, putting on a nice show of how Evan’s slender ass was swallowing the whole thing.

Drew leaned in close, trailing light kisses down the side of Evan’s neck, whispering, “It’s always the quiet ones, huh? Can you imagine what Charlie would say if he could see you now?” Drew laughed. “If he could hear how sweetly you beg for cock? It’s a good thing we trust each other so much, isn’t it? I’m going to have to save the recording of your pretty begging, keep it on my phone so I can listen to it all the time. I might have to save just the video clip of your pink hole stretching out around my toy; play that on a loop for a while. It’s amazing how easy it is to save that stuff now with all of this technology. Think Alek would be jealous if he knew I had it?”

“I won’t tell,” Evan promised. “Our secret.”

“That’s right. Just ours. Should we try it harder? How’s that boyfriend of yours fuck this ass? Is he always careful with it, or does he rough it up now and then? He has to have
some
idea of what a dirty boy you are, Ev, even if he doesn’t know the
whole
story, so I bet he at least knows you need a hard fuck once in a while.”

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