Surrender — hide if you must, but nature always prevails.

[BOSS-sluT]

Andy and Toby had always been closely connected. Only 18 months separated the two brothers, who grew up with their parents in Austria. Their mother came to Europe from Australia for love, married young, and worked as a nurse after the two boys were out of the biggest challenges. The sons had to learn to stand on their own feet early on and take care of each other, especially after their mother's early death from cancer and their father's frequent business trips worldwide. As a result, they grew even closer together. They shared a room and spent their youth together. They were both part of a competitive swimming team. What they didn't know about each other was that the increasingly athletic shape of the swimmer's body played a stimulating role in the brother's mind when he masturbated. Shortly after Toby turned 18, he had another reason to celebrate, as he graduated from school. Their father invited him to join him on a 2-week business trip to New York and while the two older men were staying together in the United States, Andy had to finish his school year.

Andy
However, he was more than happy about it, as he had the house to himself for 2 weeks and could pursue his curiosity undisturbed. On his way to swimming practice, he had to switch buses at the train station. In the weeks before, he had noticed during the waiting time that the small annex near the bus stop was frequented by shy men. He knew it was a bathroom, but he wanted to find out why so many men visited it. He had a suspicion that excited him greatly, but he wanted certainty. That's why he seized the first opportunity that presented itself and instead of continuing to training, he did as the men did and disappeared into the door.
The light was dim and he was glad that he could steal into the first cabin right away. As soon as he had closed the door behind him, he recognized on the walls the graffiti and messages of the numerous guys who had been there before him. This and the ambience and the stench of piss and dirty flap made his piston grow immediately and he couldn't resist his urge, opened his pants and freed his cock. With 19x5 cm when extended, he was actually very satisfied with his equipment. His brother - at least from what he knew from the locker room and in the Speedo - could say the same about himself. And as with every jerk off, he had to think involuntarily in the flap how it would be to have his piston in his hand, but that of his older brother.
But something was different. Andy had to realize involuntarily that he wondered if Toby's cock would exude a similarly horny aroma that prevailed on the flap, He closed his eyes and horned up at the idea of kneeling in front of him on the filthy floor, and watching with a horny and greedy look as Toby freed the fat hard cock and shoved it into his face. Even though Andy had been nailing his girlfriend regularly for about 2 years, he couldn't deny that he was only because in his imagination he would be the piece that was just being - by his brother. And even though his girlfriend got her money's worth through the regular and frequent fucks and she liked to be violently scolded by him, he had to realize that it was not a phase in which he fantasized about sex with men, because with every time he fucked, he was confirmed to be a faggot himself.
At first he was ashamed of himself, but the shame first became indifference and finally a desire and desire to the point of an instinct to which he wanted to surrender at all costs. At this thought, the juice rose up in him and his fat load shot out of him and clapped audibly to the floor in the cabin. With an unprecedented, he collected the with his fingers from his piston to lick it off with relish. Only now did he notice the eyes watching him through a hole in the wall to the next cabin. Surprisingly, he enjoyed this and suddenly felt the need to give the peeping boy a great show. The pockmarked hardness of his part confirmed him, because although he had just spat off fat, he was rock hard. His show did not miss its target and with heavy moans, the stranger next door also lost his slime on the floor. 
Andy pulled up his pants and found that they were now soaked with the damp bottom of the flap and his load. Somehow relieved, he decided that he had better skip the training today and, as he was, should rather go home again. When he got on the bus, he immediately became horny again at the thought, when he realized where he had just been and why he didn't just exude an aroma of sweat on this summer day. but also smelled of the smells of a flap. He could hardly wait to close the door behind him at home and indulge in his again. In addition to the. that he was absolutely ratty he also had to piss and since he didn't have to fear anyone at home, he lay down in the bathtub in clothes, took out his pisser and let the piss run first and soaked himself dripping with it.
Immediately he had to think of the flap and his brother's beating and how much he would like to wallow in the golden brother shower. Even though it was already the second sperm harvesting that day, he had the feeling that this snotting was even more intense and the load even greater. Soaked with fresh and im-dried piss. Loaded with sperm and completely drenched in sweat, he looked down at himself and had to grin involuntarily. "Fuck, I'm probably a piece of dirt that wants to do it with guys," he said to himself. As if liberated, he removed the traces of his newly lived out instinct - except for his Speedo, which he used as underpants and his white socks. He put them on his bed. He had the feeling that she would give him another situation later. 
At the same time, he decided that he had to somehow make it clear to his girlfriend as soon as possible to look for a new engraver, because like her, he also wanted to suck cocks and swallow sperm or feel cocks inside him. It horned him that she liked to be just slutty and literally demanded his cock. Today, however, he had become aware of two things: He wanted to do exactly that and the following day he would disappear into the flap again. However, he wanted to go soon after school to spend as much time as possible there. The fact that he actually had swimming training didn't matter to him now.

[mjkuhl]

looking forward to more

[BOSS-sluT]

On 9/25/2025 at 4:55 PM, mjkuhl said:

looking forward to more

There will be and than also including chems. 

 

[pozzer86vienna]

Was wondering what the author means when he writes 'flap'. Well, the problem is that the German slang term 'Klappe' [for a public restroom where men have fun] can't be translated with 'flap'.

[BOSS-sluT]

Toby

When her father announced that he had to fly on a business trip for 2 weeks after graduating, Toby knew it was time to find out if his little brother was also a gay pig like him, or if he was just imagining his furtive glances. He himself would be very horny if they were part of it, that his brother would also like him and that they could make the kinky brother sex Toby fantasized about their reality after the mutual secret is revealed. For a few years Toby had started to meet Marcel, the brother of a classmate, whom he once caught by chance in the park, letting a guy suck him quite freely. When Toby spoke to him, he seemed a bit screwed up but not really surprised but asked Toby briskly if he wanted to suck or if he wanted to have a piston in his face himself. The coarse direct manner horned Toby directly and out of a natural impulse he went to his knees in front of Marcel and looked greedily past Marcel's cock in the face like the passive sow next to him, longingly waiting for an approving look to taste the 18x6 flasks. After about 5 minutes, Marcel stopped him and asked when he would have a whole day off next. Fortunately, this was already the case the next day. He had to give Marcel his number and was told: From tomorrow morning 08:00 a.m. you will be ready. I will call you and give you precise instructions. If you follow them, many of your wishes can come true, if you don't manage to follow the instructions, there would be no more chances from me. Did you understand? Toby nodded in his mind that he was already pumping out the slime at home with the fantasy for the next day. But as if Marcel had guessed his thoughts, he continued: 

1. My decisions are the only ones that are relevant to you from now on. I want you to pay attention to whether you are making a decision right now. If so, let it be and write down the cases. When we meet tomorrow, you will explain them and I will decide. 
2. You go on the direct way home, you will only cruise with my explicit permission or on my explicit instructions. 
3. If you were planning to your at home: you won't. you will prevent yourself from cumming at all costs if I am not there, or if I allow you to. By the way, this also applies if punters commit an offence against you in the future. 
4. Yes, you heard right, you're going to work for me. As a pimp, I have the responsibility for you, so this is my instruction. You will hold out your cunt as a prostitute, in a fuck shed or wherever the paying customers want to use you, for cash and you will not only do that, but you will please everyone I choose for you. You have to at least make me believe it. And here, too: I notice when you're faking.
5.) last but not least: the customers will pay you with cash as well as with chems, because you also have to be aware that I love to own a faggot, but even more I love it when I make the gay sex between men, spoiled by my right of ownership of me, and dependent on it constantly and on drugs.

I'll tell you tomorrow how to do that. You can see what that means from your colleague, who used to be called Ben, he has already taken a step that you have to take tomorrow. The decision is yours: I'll call you tomorrow. If you don't answer, you've decided against all that, if I hear your voice, you've decided for it and there's only 0% or 100%k, boring life with every now and then horny fucks or second drug hooker in my possession. With these words, a kind of leash grabbed that led to a metal collar that Ben wore. Toy hadn't noticed either before. For a moment he looked Ben in the eyes and froze while Marcel made off into the darkness with his property. Toby pondered for a moment about what was being offered to him and didn't know what to think at all.In his deepest and fantasies, the components that Marcel enumerated and envisaged came in one way or another. Here it was as if the person to whom he conveyed the decision by a simple gesture the next day had guessed his most animalistic urges without much effort and also offered him the opportunity to live them out. Toby wondered if Marcel only suspected or knew these or even more things, or even all of them, even the abnormally depraved ones? A shiver ran down his spine and for a moment he was determined not to answer the phone the next day and at the same moment he knew that this was not the right decision. Declining the offer was a mistake, but Toby didn't know why, until suddenly Ben's eyes shot into his head, what was so special about them. They seemed to be saying, "Make the decision in such a way that you don't regret it!" Toby shook his head; no, that was only half the truth. Like a liberation, he whispered to himself, "You won’t regret it if you make the decision to follow what your nature is, and you know it." Toby felt his piston twitch and reminded himself not to touch it, Marcel had forbidden him. In that moment, he realized the decision he had made, because he was already following the instructions of his future owner.