ABOUT BEING TIED UP II

BY SHAKEY PSYCHE

[ part 9 ]

Uncle Billy’s Present

The next day as well as the rest of the weekend was spent serving our parents and Uncle Billy. Kyle and I both became adept at sucking cocks, and licking pussy; both while tied up to some piece of furniture.

One time, we were tied to each other back to back, and our arms tied to each other and to our sides. Kyle licked our mother to several orgasms while our father and uncle traded off cumming in my mouth. We were like that for hours. I went to bed with a belly full of cum. Enemas were the next thing introduced to us that day.

Uncle Billy was leaving the next day, and we had to make the night special for him. He used each of us several times, but it wasn’t anything we weren’t used to. I think he had each of us in every room of the house, including the garage. We were left hanging from the rafters by our collars for a couple of hours. The ropes were just loose enough to allow us to breathe.

Another time Uncle Billy wanted us, we were tied to the coffee table in the living room, and our butts were whipped dark red when he was finished with us. Just for spite, you know. In one instance, Mom was lying on her back, I was licking her shaved pussy, and Uncle Billy was plowing my ass. My arms were tied across each other and tied to my body as well. Actually, most of that day was spent with my arms crossed and tied behind my back.

When Uncle Billy left the next day, there was a present left for us on the kitchen table. It was to be opened only after he left. As soon as his car drove away, Kyle and I ran back inside to see what he had given us. We tore through the packing and box to see two devices that were unknown to the two of us. Each devise had a pair of boards connected by a hinge with three semi-circles cut into them and a pair of boards with two semi-circles. They looked like large alligator mouths and were joined together with by two poles on the outside of the semi-circles on one side of the boards. There was a latch on the opposite side of the boards from the hinge.

“What are these, Mom?” Kyle asked.

“Funny you should ask that, Kyle,” she answered. “They are called ‘stocks’. Let me show you how they work.”

She had us strip right there in the kitchen (nothing new, of course), and administered the enemas. Both Kyle and I groaned, knowing what that meant; a full day of servicing more men. When we returned from the toilet, she had opened the “mouths” of the stocks and was waiting to show us how they worked. Our ankles were placed into the two semi-circles and the free board was closed on them and a small lock was placed on the latch. Our wrist and necks were used in the ones with three, of course, and another lock was put on that latch. The two poles that held the stocks together could be turned to lengthen the space between the stocks to stretch the “victim” (kind of like the way the shower curtain poles are put up). Before she turned the poles to stretch us, she wrapped the twine around our cockheads and to a screweye in the center of the upper stock and our balls around the one on the lower stock. By this time our mother had purchased small leather sleeves that fit over just the heads of our cocks. Our pricks could expand without cutting off any circulation. She also had bought ones to place around each of our balls to pull and stretch without causing any further damage to the family jewels.

When she turned the poles to lengthen Kyle’s body, it tightened the twine and stretched his cock and balls as well. She stopped turning when he began to scream about his crotch. She repeated the process with me, and we were fully stocked for the day. The ball gags and blindfolds were replaced again. She grabbed the pole on my right side and carried me like a piece of luggage. I heard the patio door open then felt the sun warming my body. She was taking us into the backyard.

I panicked like crazy, trying to get her to not leave us outside. The only thing that did was pull on my cock and balls and make them hurt even more. She didn’t pay any attention to my efforts. I was embarrassed at being outside, hoping against hope that none of our friends would see us.

She left me lying face down on the ground to go back inside for Kyle. She returned momentarily carrying him the same way.

“Enjoy the sun, boys,” she said, “I will check on you a little while later.” She turned and I heard her walk away. Not being able to tell what was going on around us was probably the worst part of the whole gig. Being tied up inside was one thing, but outside where other people or kids could possibly see us was another thing all together. I knew Kyle was just as embarrassed about the situation as I was.

The one thing I could hold hope to was that our backyard had a privacy fence that was over six feet tall. Dad told us at the time that it was so we could have parties and not be interrupted.

Mom left us like that for a long time, agonizing over this new development. The day stretched out like we were, and soon enough, the sun was blazing in the sky. When our mother returned to us, she put some sun lotion on the backside of our bodies. It wasn’t a sun block lotion, but it did prevent us from getting seriously burned.

Some time later the door opened again and I heard someone walk up and straddle my prone body. Seconds later, a hard cock was lining itself up at the entrance to my ass again. With one shove, the man buried himself to the hilt inside me. I grunted at the suddenness of the attack.

As stretched out as my cock was, it responded to having my ass filled once again. I could feel it starting to expand in its bondage. As the man bore down on my preteen body, it drove my hardening cock into the grass filled earth. It was almost as if I could fuck the ground.

I heard another person walk up to Kyle and judging by the sounds coming from my twin, he was receiving the same treatment that I was getting. I heard him panting as heavily as I was while the other man fucked his ass. I was still holding out hope that no one could look into our backyard from the other houses.

The two men finished their business with us and turned to leave us alone again. It seemed like hours before anyone came out to “visit” us again. Our mother brought our lunches to us and we ate the same way Uncle Billy had fed us the previous weekend.

Two other men came to us after lunch, but this time, we not only had to service them, but also two women at the same time (presumably their wives or girlfriends). As the men fucked our asses like jackhammers, the women removed our ball gags and presented their pussies for us to lick. The woman in front of me was shaved like my mother, but I knew it wasn’t her pussy I was tonguing. I heard Kyle doing the same for a woman to my right.

Kyle and I each gave the women several orgasms while their men pumped our bottoms until they shot their loads. The man that had fucked me pulled out before sending his cream in my bowels, and shot his load all over my back. Without bothering to clean either of us up, they just rose, turned and left the same way they came.

Our mother walked out after they left, and turned us over onto our backs. She removed the blindfolds and kept the ball gags off. Even though we were finished serving men for the rest of the day, two more women walked out to have their pussies licked. I serviced the redhead, while Kyle got the brunette. We didn’t recognize either one.

The surprise of the day was that just after those two women were finished with us, two girls that are in our class at school walked out naked to see us. They looked like younger versions of the two women we just finished off. This time I got the brunette (Janey), and Kyle got the redhead (Meagan).

Neither one spoke to us, they just put their feet on both sides of our heads and sat down on our faces. Janey put her bald puss right on my lips; I didn’t need an engraved invitation to know what to do next. She arched her back and shuddered when my tongue touched the outer lips of her labia. When it invaded her hairless slit, she almost came right then and there. Apparently no one had ever touched her there before.

I licked up and down her slit as she rode my mouth like she was sitting on her bicycle. I think she knew enough about what was going on to make sure she didn’t scream out her orgasm, but it was a narrow thing. Both girls came at about the same time, and both of them had to put their hands over their mouths to keep from shouting to the high heavens. I have to say, we got to be very good at licking pussy. I developed a taste for the hairless ones.

Once the girls were finished, they got up and walked out on us as their mothers had done. The day was now over. Our mother removed us from the stocks and walked us back inside. She had us carry the devices of our bondage for the day inside with us.

My cock was still standing at full mast and aching to be relieved. Kyle noticed the distress of my hard-on and while we were in the shower, decided to help me out of the discomfort. He turned around and backed up into my front. My hard cock slipped between his legs. I asked him if he was sure about this, and he nodded.

I reached down between us and aimed at his nether hole. I slipped inside like a hot knife splitting warm butter. There was almost no resistance at all. I think both of us had been fucked way too often lately.

He squeezed his cheeks closed, gripping my cock like a vice. I reached around to his stomach and began to move my hips back and forth, sliding in and out of his rectal area. It was the most wonderful sensation I had felt all day. Within minutes I was sensing the now all too familiar feelings of an orgasm.

After shaking off the spasms of the explosion, I whispered a thank you into his ear and offered myself to repay him. I laid face down on the floor of the tub and Kyle eased himself down on top of my back. With practiced ease, he slipped into my own backside and while the water ran off of us, he fucked my ass until came inside me. I had really started liking the feeling of someone cumming in my asshole. The pulsing of a dick as it spasms had started a kind of enjoyable sensation.

Anyway, Kyle and I finished our shower and headed into the bedroom to play with our toys until supper. Supper came and went without incident. We watched some TV before bedtime (Dad fucked each of us while watching).

Mom walked us in our room and we climbed onto the top bunk, as per the usual now. This time, she tied us in a 69 position. My head was sucking Kyle’s cock while he sucked mine. My wrists were tied at the footboard with his ankles while his were tied off with my ankles at the headboard. More rope was wrapped around us at the elbows, knees and around our torsos. Each others’ balls were tied off to the others’ collars. Our cocks were left alone for the other to play with. The buttplugs were inserted once again in our rectums for the night. We fell asleep after each of us had a couple of orgasms.