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Subject: Adjusting My Brothers Attitudes C-2 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate. Remember, this story is fiction. The author does not condone or condemn the action. Twin brothers, fourteen, use homophobic slurs against a long-time friend. Learn how their lives change. END of C-1: As I went to get the stuff, Evan was nearing the room. I saw the clothesline and the big blue tarp he carried. I nodded at my brother, who went into the bedroom where the twins were now naked. Adjusting My Brothers’ Attitude C-2 “Whoa!” Evan blurted as the sight of the twins naked greeted him. All the years he had known Jordan and Patrick, he never saw them naked. Now they stood facing him, faces red, their hands over their private areas. Evan stared open-mouthed, then placed what he brought from the garage onto the floor. Patrick looked at his brother, tears flowing easily. “Isn’t this enough? We did wrong. Everyone has seen us. Can we dress now, please?” “Put your hands behind your head. Do it now.” Both boys complied, tears flowing openly. “Turn around. Now face front. What you did was almost inhuman. You have a long way to go to atone for your wrongs. What you did to those two sixth graders. Do you even know their names? That caused distress and I think I can consider it a hate crime. Then, what you called Evan, totally homophobic. I don’t even know my brothers.” Some bluster appeared on Patrick’s face. “Better stuff that attitude, bro. Your time of testing is about to begin. Jordan spread that blue tarp on the bed. Both of you lay on your backs on top of it. Evan, grab the stuff just outside the door and bring it in and show it to my brothers.” Evan walked back with an electric shaver and a razor, plus shaving cream. Both brother’s eyes widened. Jordan spoke first with a whine. “Max, we finally grew a decent amount of hair. Please.” “Yep. Evan gets the honors to do both of you. Evan, when you move their junk, you can wear latex gloves or not?” Responding to Max, Evan said. “Bare skin is fine. Do I do both twins?” “Absolutely. Any hair below the neck, in any crevice and crack. Shave it all. They deserve the complete treatment.” “He ain’t touching my butt,” protested Patrick Max placed his phone with the video embedded in front of Evan. “Better watch this, Evan.” “No, the twins screamed together. Let him do it.” Evan did not smile as he picked up the clippers. He had conflicted feelings why Max required the twins to lose their hair. After all, “faggot” was just a word, hurtful. Did they deserve this full-on assault for calling him that? He started under Jordan’s arms, moving to his pubes. He checked his sack and finding nothing. Jordan was told to spread his cheeks. His butt crack had a few, which were removed. şişli travesti Last were the arm and leg hairs. Leaving a sobbing Jordan, he did the same to Patrick. When he declared all was good, Max invited Tyler to inspect both boys. He made a show of running a hand over both bodies as if searching. Now, Max said. “I have a cream, it’s mom’s. I will spread it all over. It will prevent razor burn. Tyler help me.” Soon, the cream covered the boys. They were told to shower. Evan was told to guide them. After they showered and returned, once again laying on the bed, Max said. “That was a hair removal cream. Your hair is gone for at least the next month.” He next instructed them to drink water. Patrick complained he needed to pee. “Hold it.” Was all Max told him. Soon Jordan said the same with the same response. Max made two calls while the twins squirmed and begged to go to the toilet. Max gave them an option. “Two choices. Piss on each other and lay in the wet puddle on the blue plastic or piss in each other’s mouth. I don’t care.” The twin’s protests were so profanity laced that Max pulled out his phone, pointed it at Evan and Tyler and pushed play. In unison, his brothers screamed, “No!” Max put the phone in his pocket. “Next time, I will not turn it off.” Patrick and Jordan were begging Max. They tried to appeal to Evan’s friendship with them. They tried Tyler, knowing he was Max’s friend. Nothing worked. The three watched Jordan and Patrick devolve into whimpering, begging messes. Patrick actually had snot running from his nose. Max said. “We are going to stay here and watch. You might as well do it.” “What will we decide, Jordan? I can’t drink piss. I can’t lay in it.” Evan spoke. “Guys, I don’t think piss ain’t bad to drink. Jordan lay on your back. Open your mouth and Patrick, you piss in your brother’s mouth. Then switch.” The decision was made for them as Patrick’s bladder gave up and started spurting before settling into a powerful flow. Light yellow juice flew from his slit, landing on his twin’s face. “Open your mouth, brother. You got to or I’m all over you and the bed.” Jordan opened wide to accept his twin’s pissing cock. “Swallow, Jordie.” Jordan’s lips clamped tightly. The watchers saw the boy’s throat moving as he swallowed, his mouth accepting the first cock he ever tasted. The three watchers knew the liquid flowed into Jordan’s stomach. He struggled to swallow and only a small dribble back flowed. Patrick removed himself from his brother, helping him to wipe with the back of his hand. “Open. I have to go. Quickly, open Pat.” Jordan had an edge to his voice. Pat’s mouth opened as Jordan’s cock passed his twin’s lips just as a strong, steady stream started. The watchers saw Pat struggle valiantly beylikdüzü travesti to take that hard, flowing stream. Most piss went into his stomach. Some flowed onto his chest. He tried to lock his lips around the piss throbbing cock. He looked more like he was sucking it. Both finished. Two red, embarrassed boys turned to the three, who watched with glee at the just completed scene. The first stage of the debasement had begun, though only Max knew the full extent of trial to come. “Nice job. Round one done. Have some water. Don’t want you two dehydrated. Oh, here is a pill for each of you. I wouldn’t make you take anything that will hurt you. This pill will make you very hard for a long time.” “Why, Max? You are our brother. Why treat us this way?” “You two are mom and dad’s angels. The sun never sets on you, according to them. Whenever you can, you tattle on me. Then you go all sadistic and give two kids, just trying to survive, a severe mental and physical traumatic experience. Besides, Tyler and I need to have you accept yourselves.” “Max. We’ll reform. We’ll apologize. We’ll, whatever.” Jordan’s voice trailed off. Max looked at Tyler as he spoke. “I know they will. The three of us have four days with them to make certain of that. Now swallow and drink. After, shower, together. We will watch so you don’t escape.” “I can’t shower with Pat. The stall is too small. Besides, I can’t have three boys watch me shower.” “Either shower together with us watching, or sleep with piss on you.” They showered, finally giving in, and washed each other. Evan went to get a clean tarp, taking the piss stained one outside. The shower finished, and the effects of the enhancement pill taking effect. The twins returned to the room, their cocks beginning to chub, the effects obvious to the watchers. Two new boys sat on the bed. Neither twin ever expected them to be in their house. Both kids were smiling. Ryan and Sage knew why they were here, as Max told them when he called. They cleared spending the night away with their parents. Nothing would stop them from exacting their revenge. Their eleven-year-old minds had plotted what they would do if they ever learned who had almost destroyed them. They still loved each other as only little boys could. They sought revenge as only their still primal minds would. Pat and Jordan were in for a long night that would change their attitude about gays. The twins shook when they saw Ryan and Sage sitting on the bed. Both twins were about five and a half feet tall and weighed near 120 pounds. They were small for fourteen-year-olds. Especially when compared to the sixth graders watching. The younger kids were bigger than the twins. Both kids snickered. “What? What’s so funny, you two?” istanbul travesti Asked Jordan. “You both have no hair. Your cocks are the same size as ours. We are eleven and have way more hair than you. I bet our cocks are longer when we get hard. We just started to make watery juice. Can you?” Patrick started with a smart aleck retort when he saw Max tapping his phone. He swallowed. It was then that Tyler came over and ran his fingers over Pat’s back, from his neck to the bottom of his butt cheeks. Max motioned Evan to do the same to Jordan. In minutes, both twins were full hard and breathing heavily. Their fronts were on full display to the sixth grade boys. “Please stop. Please. They can see us.” By now, both were moaning. Max whispered. “They will stop when you let Ryan and Sage pee in your mouths.” Jordan moaned at the same time as Patrick. “No. Not that. Anything but that.” Max smiled, then commanded. “Jack `em guys. Let’s see if they can sperm.” “No. Please. Don’t.” Their boy cocks became engulfed with Tyler and Evan’s palms and fingers in the age-old way boys have stroked to climax. Both boy’s moans increased until Patrick surrendered and breathlessly said. “Okay. Let them pee. They can pee in our mouths. You can’t cause us to do that other stuff with these little guys watching.” Jordan’s head nodded in agreement. His eyes red with unshed tears. Needing no encouragement, Ryan and Sage dropped their shorts and boxers. Stepping out of them, in full view, they commanded Jordan and Patrick to kneel. They chortled as they told the boys to open their mouths. “When we piss, seal your lips around our cocks. Drink our piss, all of it.” Both Jordan and Patrick waited, sad-faced, for what they knew was on its way. As the first spurts started, they opened their mouths and accepted the eleven-year-old’s cocks, sealing their lips and fate on the pulsing pieces of boy meat. Warm juice flowed down their throats as the twins struggled to take all two little eleven-year-olds were producing. Between the earlier stroking and drinking piss, both boys exhibited a growth in penis size. The kids, seeing this, grabbed a cock and squeezed, tightened, and loosened their grips. The twins thrust their hips as if wanting relief. Max waved at the kids, showing they needed to hold off for now. “This is just the start, Ty.” Max said to his boyfriend. “These two have years of torturing me to atone for. Their latest behavior took my desire to get them back over the top. Evan, how badly do you want these two doing gay stuff and reversing their thinking about themselves? Maybe becoming your lovers.” “I’d love it,” was all he said. Max smiled. He knew tonight would be the start of a long three days for his brothers as he watched them consume their second load of piss for the night. Hope you are enjoying this story. The next chapter will be more intense with the twins experiencing their first ever sperming viewed by five boys. Comments and suggestions ail Please keep this site alive by donating to fty

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