One Way Street

[Guest pigSS88]

He wasn’t sure whether it was the cold or his nerves that were making him tremble as he stood in the darkened alley.  His pulse quickened with every moment that passed, it seemed like hours since he had first arrived to watch the men moving in and out of the dimly lit doorway.  Eventually with a few deep breaths he moved forward, stepped into the light and reached for the door handle.  

A huge beast of a man blocked his entrance, the sight of the leather covered body standing before him made him shudder, “I don’t think your in the right place” growled the doorman, a moments silence stood between them.

A voice from behind the lad caused him to spin on the spot, his heart pounding in his chest, “I think it's okay, Mate.  Remember, we all had to start somewhere."
In the light he could see a tall handsome looking bloke in bikers leathers looking down grinning at him, with a slap on the shoulder and a Laugh, Andy was guided into the darkened club.  “Your lucky I was there, lad.  Gunter doesn’t usually let the newbie’s in,” adding "Oh, by the way, the name is Boss.”

"Hi, I'm Andy,” he stammered.

“It's okay, son, we don’t bite,” grinned Boss.

Within minutes they were standing at the bar with drinks in hand, Andy gulping nervously at his beer.  Everywhere he looked there were guys in leather and rubber and in one corner a group of nasty looking guys in Nazi uniforms.

“I will catch up with you later lad” whispered Boss as he moved away in the direction of the Nazis.  Andy could see they were all sharing a joke about the lads appearance, embarrassed he turned back to the bar.  With another beer in hand, he decided to head off and have a scout around to see what he could find.  As he turned to walk away, one of the Nazi’s bumped into him knocking the glass from Andy’s grip, with a swift action he caught the glass and steadied the lad back on his feet.

“Take it easy there mate, how much have you had to drink.”  

Andy’s face burning with embarrassment, he grabbed his glass and crept away into the darkness where he wandered into the depths of the club, the thumping music and the affects of the beer relaxing him.  Andy walked passed open doors where guys in slings were getting fucked, the sounds of men moaning and slapping noises filling the air.  It wasn’t long before Andy was feeling a little pissed, so headed straight for a sofa at the end of a long corridor to settle his mind and watch the unending parade of hot looking guys moving from room to room.  Beside the sofa was a big screen TV that was showing a fisting video.  Before long Andy was rigid, his eyes glued to the screen.

A movement at the end of the corridor caught his eye, as he saw the group of Nazis heading in his direction.  Andy tried to get up but he was too pissed, they all stood around him laughing and eyeing up like he was prime beef.  The Nazis parted and into the gap stood Boss, now dressed in full Nazi uniform.  Andy squirmed helplessly, Boss stepped forward and grabbed the lad remarking "It’s okay, boy.  One of my mates slipped you a little something to help you relax.”

Andy couldn’t move, fear and the affects of the drug now holding him in place, without warning, they all moved in on him like a pack of rabid dogs, dragging the lad from his seat and off into the darkness, his mind now swimming, panic rising in him, yet unable to forms words to cry out.  It wasn’t long before, before he found himself on his back and naked in one of the sling rooms, the leering faces of the Nazis surrounding him, all wanting a piece of him.  His helpless body had somehow been strapped down, a tube gag was forced into his mouth, tears now forming in his eyes causing a roar of laughter from the group. The sound of a snapping rubber glove drew his attention to the corner of the room where a mean looking skinhead stood, dressed in a rubber butchers apron and waders he made his way towards Andy.  Fear took the lad to a new level when he saw the skinheads tattooed body.

Andy felt the cold rubber hand grab at his cock, he glanced down and then realized what was about to happen, sobbing uncontrollably.  Andy knew he was about to get his first piercing.  White hot pain seared through him, by now his mind had crawled into a corner trying to hide from the nightmare that was becoming his life.

Boss leaned into him and whispered "Welcome to your new life, boy.”

Three more times he endured the white hot pain and the humiliation, they held up a mirror so he could see the skinheads handiwork, Andy was horrified at the metal now emerging from his body, his tits had been pierced and a ring hung from his nose giving him the appearance of a pig, his energy so low now, Andy fell back into the sling and sobbed.

At this point a gloved hand move over his mouth and nose clamping down with an amyl soaked rag, Andy’s head swimming beyond control. The feeling of someone probing his ass brought him back to attention, Boss came into view, standing between Andy’s legs grinning.
In one swift move, Boss stepped forward his cock ripping into the lad and finding its mark the muffled screams of the boy echoed around the room, as the rape began.

For what seemed like hours they all took their turn on his arse, at one point a funnel gag was fitted allowing a sweet liquid to find its way into his throat, momentarily choking, the drugged fluid working its magic.

They worked him over and over, pawing at him like a fresh kill, Andy glanced down to see his rigid cock being milked, panic rising once more in him, knowing he didn’t want this, they had fucked his mind as well as his arse, his cock exploded in streams of cum filling the room with cheers, Andy lay still knowing he was lost, darkness filling his mind. Part 2

From a drug fucked sleep, Andy awoke, darkness surrounded him.
When he tried to move he found he was secured to some sort of table, he tried to struggle but his energy was zero.

A dark chuckle brought him to his senses; he froze trying to gauge the direction from which his tormentor approached.

In one quick move his head shook and light blinded him momentarily, the table jerked violently and Andy was now faced with his reality. He stared in horror at the full length mirror, he was now in an upright position, unable to make a sound because of the tight fitted inflatable gag that now fill his mouth, Boss stepped into view.

“well hello there pig”, “nice to see you again”

Andy froze, panic rising in him, “so what do you think at your new body pig” chuckled Boss.

Andy’s eyes widened at the sight of his new piercings, a bloody and bruised looking skinhead now stared back him from the mirror.

“OK pig, your former life is over” barked Boss, “I own you”, “when you address me, its SIR, is that clear pig”
Andy eyeballed his new Master causing Boss to reach down and grip Andy’s balls, squeezing as hard as he could the boy squealed through the gag and began nodding franticly.

“once you have been trained, you will only know this life”, Pain will be your teacher, I will be your mentor” at which point Boss leaned into the boy and whispered, “and lastly Sarah Palin will be your Master”.

This new information turned the boy's blood to ice, he struggled and began sobbing, a door at the side of the room slammed open and in stepped the big skinhead.
Boss introduced him as Bull to pig, pig stared wide eyed at the piercings and Nazi tattoos.
“Bull here is going to teach you a few tricks”, a sick feeling rose in pigs stomach, the table jerked again and pig was now flat on its back, the grimy ceiling staring down.
With a jerk of its head, the gag was pulled out, pig gasped at the air, but before it had a chance, Bull was up on the table leaning over pigs head.

Within seconds Bull’s large pierced cock forced its way into pigs open mouth, his full weight pinning the pig down.
Bull got into a rhythm as Boss began to chant “IN HIS NAME”, it wasn’t long before pig was getting its morning feed, gagging on the huge cock, pig swallowed hard with nowhere else for the cum to go but down.

Bull kept up the thrusts, straining every last drop into pig. Bull jumped off the table leaving pig gasping, without warning a tube gag was inserted into pig, “don’t worry pig”, chuckled Boss, “you’ll soon get the taste for it”.

The next six months passed like and unending nightmare, pig was fed three times a day and taken to Boss’s bed at night where him and Bull would take turns on pigs ass. Over time pig was given tattoos, erasing all resemblance of the boi known as Andy.

Pig was eventually broken down and found itself chanting along with Boss and Bull in their nightly fuck sessions, Boss smiling down at pig, knowing darkness had finally taken the boi over. As a test over time, pigs restraints were removed and Boss found it eager to feed, never again having to force it.

Soon thought Boss, pig would serve as good bait to lure pigs twin brother, as he had been seen in the area handing out flyers for the missing boi, “how sweet it will be” thought Boss when pig Rapes his twin as an offering to the Master.

He wasn’t sure whether it was the cold or his nerves that were making him tremble as he stood in the darkened alley.
His pulse quickened with every moment that passed, it seemed like hours since he had first arrived to watch the men moving in and out of the dimly lit doorway.
Eventually with a few deep breaths he moved forward, stepped into the light and reached for the door handle.

A huge beast of a man blocked his entrance, the sight of the leather covered body standing before him made him shudder, “I don’t think your in the right place” growled the doorman, a moments silence stood between them.
A voice from behind the lad caused him to spin on the spot, his heart pounding in his chest, “I think its ok Mate, and remember we all had to start somewhere”
In the light he could see a tall handsome looking bloke in bikers leathers looking down grinning at him, with a slap on the shoulder and a Laugh, Andy was guided into the darkened club.

“Your lucky I was there lad, Gunter doesn’t usually let the newbie’s in”

“The names Boss”, “hi I’m Andy” he stammered.
“Its OK son we don’t bite” grinned Boss.

Within minutes they were standing at the bar with drinks in hand, Andy gulping nervously at his beer. Everywhere he looked there were guys in leather and rubber and in one corner a group of nasty looking guys in Nazi uniforms.
“I will catch up with you later lad” whispered Boss as he moved away in the direction of the Nazi’s, Andy could see they were all sharing a joke about the lads appearance, embarrassed he turned back to the bar.
With another beer in hand, he decided to head off and have a scout around to see what he could find. As he turned to walk away, one of the Nazi’s bumped into him knocking the glass from Andy’s grip, with a swift action he caught the glass and steadied the lad back on his feet.
“Take it easy there mate, how much have you had to drink”, with Andy’s face burning with embarrassment, he grabbed his glass and crept away into the darkness.
He wandered into the depths of the club, the thumping music and the affects of the beer relaxing him.
Andy walked passed open doors where guys in slings were getting fucked, the sounds of men moaning and slapping noises filling the air.

It wasn’t long before Andy was feeling a little pissed, so headed straight for a sofa at the end of a long corridor to settle his mind and watch the unending parade of hot looking guys moving from room to room.
Beside the sofa was a big screen TV that was showing a fisting video, it wasn’t long before Andy was rigid, with eyes glued to the screen.

A movement at the end of the corridor caught his eye, as he saw the group of Nazi’s heading in his direction, Andy tried to get up but he was too pissed, they all stood around him laughing and eyeing up like he was prime beef.
The Nazi’s parted and into the gap stood Boss, now dressed in full Nazi uniform, Andy squirmed helplessly, Boss stepped forward and grabbed the lad, “it’s OK boi, one of my mates slipped you a little something to help you relax”
Andy couldn’t move, fear and the affects of the drug now holding him in place, without warning, they all moved in on him like a pack of rabid dogs, dragging the lad from his seat and off into the darkness, his mind now swimming, panic rising in him, yet unable to forms words to cry out.


It wasn’t long before, before he found himself on his back and naked in one of the sling rooms, the leering faces of the Nazi group all around him all wanting a piece of him.
With his helpless body now strapped down, a tube gag was forced into his mouth, tears now forming in his eyes causing a roar of laughter from the group. The sound of a snapping rubber glove drew his attention to the corner of the room where a mean looking skinhead stood, dressed in a rubber butchers apron and waders he made his way towards Andy, fear now taking the lad to a new level when he saw the skinheads tattooed body.

Andy felt the cold rubber hand grab at his cock, he glanced down and then realized what was about to happen, sobbing uncontrollably, Andy knew he was about to get his first piercing. White hot pain seared through him, by now his mind had crawled into a corner trying to hide from the nightmare that was becoming his life.

Boss leaned into him and whispered, “welcome to your new life boi”
Three more times he endured the white hot pain and the humiliation, they held up a mirror so he could see the skinheads handiwork, Andy was horrified at the metal now emerging from his body, his titts had been pierced and a ring hung from his nose giving him the appearance of a pig, his energy so low now, Andy fell back into the sling and sobbed.

At this point a gloved hand move over his mouth and nose clamping down with an amyl soaked rag, Andy’s head swimming beyond control. The feeling of someone probing his ass brought him back to attention, Boss came into view, standing between Andy’s legs grinning.
In one swift move, Boss stepped forward his cock ripping into the lad and finding its mark the muffled screams of the boi echoed around the room, as the rape began.

For what seemed like hours they all took their turn on his arse, at one point a funnel gag was fitted allowing a sweet liquid to find its way into his throat, momentarily choking, the drugged fluid working its magic.

They worked him over and over, pawing at him like a fresh kill, Andy glanced down to see his rigid cock being milked, panic rising once more in him, knowing he didn’t want this, they had fucked his mind as well as his arse, his cock exploded in streams of cum filling the room with cheers, Andy lay still knowing he was lost, darkness filling his mind.

Part 2

From a drug fucked sleep, Andy awoke, darkness surrounded him.
When he tried to move he found he was secured to some sort of table, he tried to struggle but his energy was zero.

A dark chuckle brought him to his senses; he froze trying to gauge the direction from which his tormentor approached.

In one quick move his head shook and light blinded him momentarily, the table jerked violently and Andy was now faced with his reality. He stared in horror at the full length mirror, he was now in an upright position, unable to make a sound because of the tight fitted inflatable gag that now fill his mouth, Boss stepped into view.

“well hello there pig”, “nice to see you again”

Andy froze, panic rising in him, “so what do you think at your new body pig” chuckled Boss.

Andy’s eyes widened at the sight of his new piercings, a bloody and bruised looking skinhead now stared back him from the mirror.

“OK pig, your former life is over” barked Boss, “I own you”, “when you address me, its SIR, is that clear pig”
Andy eyeballed his new Master causing Boss to reach down and grip Andy’s balls, squeezing as hard as he could the boi squealed through the gag and began nodding franticly.

“once you have been trained, you will only know this life”, Pain will be your teacher, I will be your mentor” at which point Boss leaned into the boi and whispered, “and lastly Sarah Palin will be your Master”.

This new information turned the boy’s blood to ice, he struggled and began sobbing, a door at the side of the room slammed open and in stepped the big skinhead.
Boss introduced him as Bull to pig, pig stared wide eyed at the piercings and Nazi tattoos.
“Bull here is going to teach you a few tricks”, a sick feeling rose in pigs stomach, the table jerked again and pig was now flat on its back, the grimy ceiling staring down.
With a jerk of its head, the gag was pulled out, pig gasped at the air, but before it had a chance, Bull was up on the table leaning over pigs head.
Within seconds Bull’s large pierced cock forced its way into pigs open mouth, his full weight pinning the pig down.
Bull got into a rhythm as Boss began to chant “IN HIS NAME”, it wasn’t long before pig was getting its morning feed, gagging on the huge cock, pig swallowed hard with nowhere else for the cum to go but down.

Bull kept up the thrusts, straining every last drop into pig. Bull jumped off the table leaving pig gasping, without warning a tube gag was inserted into pig, “don’t worry pig”, chuckled Boss, “you’ll soon get the taste for it”.

The next six months passed like and unending nightmare, pig was fed three times a day and taken to Boss’s bed at night where him and Bull would take turns on pigs ass. Over time pig was given tattoos, erasing all resemblance of the boi known as Andy.

Pig was eventually broken down and found itself chanting along with Boss and Bull in their nightly fuck sessions, Boss smiling down at pig, knowing darkness had finally taken the boi over. As a test over time, pigs restraints were removed and Boss found it eager to feed, never again having to force it.

Soon thought Boss, pig would serve as good bait to lure pigs twin brother, as he had been seen in the area handing out flyers for the missing boi, “how sweet it will be” thought Boss when pig Rapes his twin as an offering to the Master.


Gary had spent day and night searching; every shop window had a picture of Andy’s face in it.
The word “MISSING” sat below the innocent looking smile.

It had been months since Gary had heard anything from the police, being a twin Gary felt in his gut that Andy was still out here somewhere, he knew he was alive.

It had been a couple of years since they had lost their parents in a bus crash in Europe, but And had never really got over it, sending him into a downward spiral, now Gary was beyond worrying about his brothers sexuality, he just wanted to find him and bring him home.

Gary sat alone at the side of the main road watching the passing traffic, people rushing past him as though he didn’t exist, the same way his brothers disappearance meant nothing to the world, staring into a dirty puddle, Gary now felt a little lost himself.
The sound of a motorbike snapped him back to reality as the puddle splashed over a bundle of fliers, soaking them through.
Gary glared in anger at the biker, as the two men faced off in the street.

“Sorry mate are you alright” growled the biker

Emotion flooded through Gary as he slumped back down, tears filling his eyes.

The biker removed his helmet and moved in closer to comfort Gary, “look I really am sorry” as Boss glanced down at the fliers trying to hide his pleasure at the situation unfolding before him.
“Look mate would you like to have a coffee, maybe I can help in some way, I am a local and know a few people in the area”

Gary looked up, hope filling his eyes, as Boss helped him up off the kerb.

The local café was pretty quiet at this time of day so Boss knew he could play it safe in here.

“The names Boss, what’s yours mate”
Gary responded still angry, still full of emotion, the coffee came and Gary launched into his tale of woe, his lost brother and the fruitless search that had worn him out.
All the time Boss sat across from him with his dick twitching in his leathers knowing this one was going to go easy.

Gary told Boss how he knew his brother was gay and had cruised some of the more seedy places in town, but was starting to hit brick walls in his search.

“Look Gary, I know you said your brother is a fag” Gary shot Boss and angry look, “Sorry, so your brother is gay, well I have a mate that owns one of the gay bars down the road, maybe I can ask him to put up some fliers”
Gary looked up, a hint of a smile falling across his face, finally someone might be able to help him.

Within minutes, details and numbers were exchanged; Gary stood to leave as Boss extended his hand.
The two men shook as Boss growled, “don’t worry I am sure we can put the word out and you never know what might turn up”

Gary was no sooner out the door, when Boss flipped open his mobile, dialed a number and growled into the phone “OK game on”
Weeks had passed since Gary had heard from that biker bloke Boss, he was probably full of crap, too much time had passed and Gary was now beginning to accept that his brother was gone for good.

The sound of a phone ringing woke Gary; slowly he fumbled in the dark to reach his mobile, croaking into the phone he whispered “Yeah who is this”
A gruff voice barked back at him “its Boss”, Gary’s mind snapped to attention a lump in his throat making it difficult for him to speak.

“I think ya brothers around mate, that bloke that owns the club recons he’s seen him”

Gary sat up in bed; Boss now had his full attention as he relayed a story that had the lad hooked, after a few moments Gary had agreed to meet up with Boss at the same café, in the dark Gary stumbled about rushing to get his jeans on.

Gary sat in the cold street, checking his watch it had just turned 5.30am, the warm glow from the café windows beckoned him in, the sound of a motorbike drawing him out of his daydream, Boss steeped off the curb, his tight black leathers shining in the morning gloom.

After ordering coffee, they settled into a corner, the two men locking eyes, Gary wasn’t sure about this bloke, something felt odd, Boss made him feel uneasy, but he didn’t have much option, other than to trust this bloke.
It wasn’t long before Boss had got inside the lads head, being sympathetic at all the right points, offering to help out where he could, leaving Gary wondering why he had mistrusted Boss earlier.

“I have an idea” suggested Boss, “I know this might seem a bit extreme but I own a building not far from the club, if you want you could crash there for a few days and try and keep an eye out for your bro”

Gary’s head was all over the place, he couldn’t keep his panic under control, if it was Andy, why would he go into hiding, what was it that he couldn’t tell his own brother, Boss sat back watching with pleasure the lad go through the nightmare one stage at a time, until Gary leaned forward in a forceful tone “alright, but only for a few days”
Boss grinned, holding out his hand the two men shook, “I will make sure your all setup there mate, leave it all to me”

It wasn’t long before Gary was standing in his new home, what looked like a grotty little bed-sit inside what used to be an old warehouse; Boss helped him up the stairs with what few belongings he had, from a small window Boss pointed out the entrance to the club, Gary noticing how close it was, surely he would spot his brother if he appeared, after a few awkward moments, Boss made some excuses and left the lad standing

in the small quiet space that was to be his home for the next few days.

That night Boss invited Gary out for a spin on the bike, Boss arrived with a set of leathers for him as he didn’t want him falling off and scrapping himself up as Boss had put it.

It wasn’t long before the two men stood leathered up, Boss had to work hard to keep himself under control, Gary noticed instead of the usual bike boots, Boss was wearing what looked like fire mans boots, he thought this was weird but decided to say nothing.
As the bike roared off into the night, Gary grabbed Boss around the waist, Boss laughing into his helmet, knowing this was to be the lads last night out.

Chapter 5, The Conclusion.

After an hour or so, the streets became familiar again to Gary, Boss steered the bike back to below the flat, coming to an abrupt halt.
Within moments Gary had jumped off, looking flushed he removed his helmet, Boss had secured the bike, removed his helmet and was staring at Gary with pure pleasure.

“Look, Gary mate I have had an idea, I know you won’t be comfortable with this, but I think we should check out my mates club”, “What do ya think”?

Gary turned pale, and stood for what seemed like an eternity watching the entrance to the club, young guys going in and out with what looked like bike leathers on, “look”, barked Boss “it may be the only way you might be able to get a look for your brother”

Gary’s attention snapped back to his new found buddy, “well I ain’t hanging around in there too long”
Boss smiled as the two leather clad figures, crossed the street and entered the club.

Gary was startled by the looks he was getting, it made him very uncomfortable, but the thought of his brother being here kept him focused.

The two men moved through the crowded club and headed to the bar, Boss tapped Gary on the shoulder and yelled over the thumping music, “order us a pint and I will try and find my mate”
Again Gary looked concerned, but ventured towards the bar and got the drinks.

It wasn’t long before Gary was getting the kind of attention that had him sweating, guys walking past in full leather uniforms and bike leathers a could of blokes had weird shiny suits on, what Gary thought looked like rubber, he scanned the crowd, desperately looking for Boss.

After what felt like an hour, Boss and his mate appeared, both grinning like they were pissed or something, “I have to go”, Gary yelled
“It’s early yet lad, wait for a little while, you might get lucky yet” smirked Boss.
Gary was getting more and more uncomfortable, “hi, the names Pete”, with an outstretched arm, Boss’s mate stepped forward. “Look hang around, your brother might show, have another drink and relax.

With that a small shot glass had been placed on the bar, Gary grabbed the glass and knocked it back, after a couple more, he began to relax.

Boss suggested they take a walk through the club, Gary stumbling as they set off, Boss and Pete winking to each other.
By now Gary was quite relaxed, the open door sling rooms didn’t seem to bother him, the moans of guys getting brutally fucked stopped him a few times but he kept walking.

Eventually, they came to a long corridor, the sounds coming from the room at the ends confused him, grunting and moans, he moved forward, he suddenly became aware that Boss was no longer with him, he was alone, in fact the club seemed to have emptied out, he turned and moved towards the door.

The sound of footsteps behind him forced him to turn, Gary’s eyes widened as a large group of leather clad guys moved towards him, to his horror, led by Boss in some sort of uniform, “Take him” growled Boss.
Gary didn’t stand a chance, six or seven blokes jumped him, being more than a little pissed, the struggle didn’t last long.
Within moments Gary was dragged screaming into the room, Boss walked up to him and pushed his face into Gary’s, “I found your brother lad” hissed Boss.
Gary was spun around as a group of guys stepped away from the middle of the room, it took a moment for Gary to understand what was happening, the recognition hit home, his brother, lying there in the sling, pierced and covered in tattoos, with his ass exposed to the world stared back at him grinning.

Whispering into Gary’s ear, Boss hissed, “Welcome home son.”

Gary collapsed to the floor, the sound of laughter filling the air, like a slow motion nightmare Gary was stripped and placed in the now vacant sling, Boss stood before him, his lubed up cock now exposed and ready to christen the new boy.
Like a pack of animals they descended on him, holding him down as a gag was pushed into his mouth and a gasmask slipped over his face, panic now filing Gary, his breathing only helping the amyl to fill his airwaves.

Boss stepped forward and within moments a searing pain ran through Gary, Boss’s cockhead finding its way into the boy’s ass, Gary screaming into the gag, could only lie there and take what was to be a long and brutal fucking.
The sound of chanting forcing Gary to look around at the other men, waiting to take their turn.

Boss stepped away, Gary wracked with pain knew this wasn’t over, but to his horror, Andy stepped into view, Gary felt his head swimming as more amyl was administered, Andy moved in, fucking his brother and leaning over him, grunting like a pig, it wasn’t long before Gary passed out.

The buzzing sound woke Gary from a deep sleep, unable to move he tried to focus on where he was, pain filling every inch of his body, Gary heard a voice, “its awake Boss.
Gary lifted his head to see Boss sitting in a chair with his brother feeding greedily on the big mans cock, standing over Gary was Bull, tattoo gun in hand, as Bull grinned back at the boy, “welcome to your new life pig”
Boss and Bull laughed out loud as the struggling boy began screaming into the gag once more.

The tattoos went on for what felt like days, his ass felt like fire and every so often Gary’s sibling would feed on his brothers cock, much to Boss’s pleasure, as soon as Gary was hard, Bull installed Gary’s new PA.

Boss’s face came into view and the big man explained "Okay, this is the situation:  I now own you.  I also own your brother.  Both of you belong to me and I will use you as I see fit."  Pig stood beside Boss, grunting approvingly.  Over what seemed like hours, various piercings were administered, Boss kept talking, Gary lay there, unable to respond, slowly but surely becoming a thing like his brother, his life no longer belonged to him, and he was no longer going to see the outside word.
As Boss continued, Gary began to sob, his brother stepping into view, grinning then turning to Boss as they began kissing and grunting like animals.

As days turned into nights and nights continued as nightmares, Gary was slipping away and a new pig was being born.  Before long his mind was as feeble as that of his brother with the result that when Boss released the new pig from the table, unbidden it stepped forward to accept its collar.
In an evening ceremony to celebrate, both pigs were revealed to Pete and his mates, cheers went up as a large mirror was held before them both, both pigs now identical to one and other, both now kneeling as Boss stepped into place with Pete and both men began raping their pigs.
Like the tide, more men swooped down on the pigs using them as was foretold, their destiny now sealed.

 

[youngvertight]

this is amazing

[nkdnick]

looking for more plse

[Mikeyd1111]

Great story. Let's have a few more chapters about the twin pigs.

[pozpopperpig]

OINK!  So fucking HOT to be owned by BOSS!

[Bicycledude]

Hope this is not really the end! ?

[Pozgeil]

awesome story! are there such types as "BOSS"? if yes, where? I would like to get to know and serve.

mega geile story! gibtes solche typen wie "BOSS"? wenn ja wo? den würde ich gerne kennen lernen und dienen.

[TimSon]

Fantastic !