Cared by Twin daddies

Chapter 27

Aaron’s POV

I was a straight man when I first met my boyfriend. At least that's what I say, he says that it was obvious to him and others that I wasn't, that I was so obviously a closet case.

It's our only disagreement, and that only because he allows me to disagree with him. In all other things I must agree.

So yes, there you are, I am a gay man totally submissive, especially, oh especially sexually. Even to women.

So how did all this start, if, as I say, I was straight.

Well I guess the usual way, drink. Ron and I met on a night out of mutual friends and we all had way too much to drink. I was a long way form home, but near Ron's at 3am or so, so he said I could crash at his.

And then you know, we're drunk, talking about s*x, he puts on some porn and it's kinky stuff, with women f*****g their boyfriends with strap-ons. And I got the horn, particularly as one really sexy olive skinned, brown–eyed girl got her man to suck her fake phallus, giving him lots of dirty chat as he does it.

And Ron said: "You like that huh, that gets you horny?" I was a bit embarrassed and mumbled something about, "well, you know, I've never tried that, but it looks like fun.."

Ron knew I didn't have a girlfriend, but he scooted up close and said: "well why don't you try the real thing?" and unzipped his trousers. I could see a very big soft coil of c**k in his pants.

"No, I don't want to, I'm not gay."

"I know, just pretend I'm the girl in the video. Listen, just try it. I won't tell anyone."

Well, I was surprised, but I thought what the hell.. Never tried it, never wanted to, but I'm not getting any, haven't for a while, and experiences is what it's all about. Actually I might not have thought that, but whatever, I found myself, putting the head of Ron's c**k in my mouth.

And, you know what? It was fine. Didn't smell, didn't taste of anything, just felt very smooth and surprisingly big. Slowly tentatively I started to move my head up and down and suck gently on the head.

Ron moaned: "Oh that's nice. Give it a little lick."

Well that was okay; I didn't want to kiss it though. That would suggest, I don't know, some sort of desire in me for this.

I was just experimenting. So I licked it, I sucked it, and to give my aching mouth a break I winked it a little while. After just a few minutes Ron's breathing changed got ragged and he started to thrust his pelvis at me, I changed the rhythm of my head and knew he was about to c*m.

Well I wasn't having him c*m in my mouth so just before he did I took his sock out of my mouth and winked it quickly so he came on my chest.

Wow, that was a feeling. I'd been with girls before and they'd come with me, but to make someone shoot sperm like that. It felt...sexy. Powerful. Quite arousing.

Ron, once he had recovered, was sleepy, but offered to wank me off.

" No it's okay, thanks. I'm okay. I was just experimenting there, you don't need to do anything for me."

Sucking a guy off was okay, nothing much really, a bit uncomfortable in the mouth, but nothing special. Getting him to make me c*m seemed too gay for me.

With that Ron went off and got me sheets and a duvet; he went off to his bed and I camped down on the sofa.

I slept badly. Because, actually I was aroused. But I dismissed it and eventually dozed off.

But I woke very early still horny. I'd like to suck Ron's c**k again, maybe let him c*m in my mouth..

So I went to his bedroom and lift the sheet and slowly started to nuzzle at his c**k. He stirred and came round as I took it into my mouth.

I said: "Sorry, I just wanted to try it again."

"Mmm, you liked it didn't you."

I made a face to suggest I could take it or leave it..I was just finishing off an experiment.

Ron reached out a hand and stroked my chest and brushed one of my n*****s, which are so sensitive and go direct to my c**k. I moaned lightly.

That seemed to wake him up: "Oh you like that do you, getting turned on?" and he gently run a thumbnail over my left n****e.

God that was good. I tried to keep his c**k in my mouth as my eyes rolled back and I moaned.

Ron got me to lie on his bed, still sucking his c**k and he fondled my n*****s and body and started to gently stroke my hardening c**k.

"Oh, you like that don't you, you little cocksucker." God that word felt like a jolt it felt so arousing. And my reaction made it clear I liked it.

Ron carried on: "Oh yes, you're a good cocksucker, you were born to be a cocksucker."

God I was excited, I increased my rhythm trying to concentrate as arousal form Ron's words and his attentions to my n*****s and c***s brought me to the edge of orgasm.

Ron said: "Stop sucking." I did.

He winked me harder and faster and said: "Tell me what you are cocksucker."

Totally in the throes of arousal I said: "I'm a cocksuck ahhhh" as I got to the last syllable I cried out as a huge orgasm washed through me and my c*m spurted feet from my c**k.

God it was good, one of the best cums I'd had in months.

Ron smiled. "Yes you are, now take a second.. and get back to it, cocksucker."

When I had recovered my breath I went back to his c**k. I was a bit reluctant, because I'd c*m, and my arousal was spent, and this felt a bit embarrassing, but fair is fair.

And Ron lay back and as he called me cocksucker I got into it and pretty soon he was holding me head as he thrust into my mouth and came into it.

I took it, as he said I should, but discreetly spat out his sperm into a tissue. We looked at each other.

I was pleased to have pleased him. But embarrassed as well.

"Listen," I said, "I don't make a habit of this, I'm not sure what this is. But.."

"It's okay, it's a one-off. We won't mention it again. And of course I won't tell anyone."

So we said our goodbyes, with a manly handshake. And I kind of tried to forget about it all.

Except about a week later my phone rang. It was Ron: Hi A, listen I wondered if you fancied coming round and hanging out.." Yes, that would be great" I said immediately "when?"

"Oh I don't know, anytime really."

"Well I'm free tonight", I said, I'll be finished in about half an hour, I can be at yours in an hour, hour and a quarter?"

"Oh okay, yeah, that's be great." Said Ron.

Later he said that was hen he knew I wanted to suck his c**k again.

So when I went round we said hi, and Ron said "Do you want a beer?" He took one form the fridge and went to sit down on the sofa, and unzipped his fly adding: "or would you rather this?" as he pulled his large c**k out of his pants.

And I don't know what was happening to me. I hadn't expected this, I hadn't been thinking about sucking his c**k, but now it was there. I couldn't resist.

I walked over to him on the sofa, and knelt down. Looking into his eyes I smiled as I took the head of that beautiful p***s into my mouth. "Oh yes, take it cocksucker, " Ron said, reaching out for my n****e.

As I sucked Ron was noticeably cruder in his language: "Oh you like c**k don't you, you little slut? You little bitch."

And I was loving it, my c**k was really hard in my pants and I was gobbling on his c**k with an urgency I'd never felt, an urgency and desire that increased with every verbal assault: "Suck my c**k you little w***e, you little faggot bitch."

I didn't care, I wasn't gay but it was so exciting to be called these names and as Ron came close to cumming I sucked harder and I knew I was going to swallow his c*m. I loved being a cocksucking slut.

But I had no idea that I was being taped. And that he was videoing me since he was a recruiter for a company which made pornstars. I would like to stay that I had a good body a hot face and something which made me look good to both men and women. So next time when he told me that he wanted me to meet a guy I did not know what I was getting into at all. From there everything went straight downhill.

But what I did not know was that my entire life I was going to be doing this. However now I do things my way. So when they showed me the picture of these two brothers and told me that I had to seduce any one of them and then make sure that I gain their trust and then destroy them inside out, I was really fascinated. Over the years I had perfected my art and my charm but there was something about this man which had attracted me in quite a long time.

And the name of this guy was Lester.