Zach Norris drove slowly down the winding streets of a lux subdivision, its stately stone houses looking especially regal against the twilight sky. As he turned onto Blossoming Chrysanthemum Lane he was surprised to see two maroon colored Porsche 911 convertibles parked side by side in the driveway of number forty-seven. Even in this tony area such flashy cars stood out. Zach parked his Tesla sedan, which looked modest in comparison, on the street and eyed the matching cars quizzically as he made his way to the door.
He had gotten a message from his friend, Dr. Joel Paulson, to meet him at his house for what he called a ‘private lesson’ that night, so was surprised to see someone else’s cars in the driveway. Zach’s mind raced; what kind of lesson he was in for?
As he approached the heavy wooden door he was surprised yet again to hear wafts of thumping pop music coming from the other side that was so loud it was making the panes in the front window vibrate, then Zach heard the sound of breaking glass. Something wasn’t right. He pulled out his mobile and was just about to dial the police when the door flung open and Joel was standing in the doorway holding an old-fashioned glass filled with brown liquid and a broad smile across his handsome face.
“Zach!” Joel bellowed, motioning for Zach to come inside.
Joel’s outfit of khaki slacks and a neatly-pressed white polo shirt was both conservative and erotic, hugging every muscular bulge of his five foot ten, taught frame with an especially pronounced tube-shape bulge snaking down his leg.
Zach followed Joel through the house into the living room, the source of the music. Joel’s enormous television was playing a music video and two red-headed men Zach had never seen before were dancing and holding cocktails in the middle of the room. At their feet was a broken bottle of Cristal they apparently were just choosing to ignore for the moment. Joel tapped one of them on the shoulder and motioned for them to turn down the deafening music. The handsome ginger picked up the remote and pressed a button, muting the sound but keeping the image of underwear-clad gyrating go-go boys playing on the screen.
“Zach, meet Archie and Lance Wilson."
"Don't mind the mess, my brother is a clumsy ox," Archie said laughing and pointing to the shattered bottle.
Archie and Lance were still swaying to an unheard beat as they greeted Zach who audibly gasped when he realized they were identical twins.
Zach shook Archie and Lance’s hands, impressed by their authoritative grip. The brothers looked to be in their mid-twenties with almost comically orange hair cut into neat, short haircuts. They were both wearing white button up shirts and black jeans and had Devil-may-care grins on their incredibly handsome, chiseled faces. At six feet tall, they were only slightly shorter than Zach but markedly thinner with their torsos starting broad at the shoulders and tapering to their narrow waists. Their legs were slim and well defined with extremely powerful looking calves. Zach, who at two-hundred pounds was rather beefy but no particularly muscular, looked downright fat compared to the chiseled twins and he was literally licked his lips as he envisioned what was under the twins’ tight Emporio Collezione outfits.
“Hey! Eyes up here,” Archie said laughing, snapping his fingers in Zach’s face.
Zach had become fixated on the huge bulge in the twins’ jeans, as if someone had stuffed two sets of tennis balls in them . It looked disproportionate, even on the muscular brothers. Zach adjusted his horn rimmed glasses as his gaze traveled back to Archie’s face.
“Looks like he needs a drink,”
Lance headed to the kitchen and returned quickly with another cocktail.
“It’s called a Mind Eraser,” he explained as he handed Zach the drink.
"What? No Cristal?" Zach said coyly.
"I'm sorry. Would you like that instead?"
Lance, still smiling, turned his head down slightly. It was extremely subtle but Zach noticed and smiled at the twin's tacit obedience.
“No, this is fine, thanks. So, what is it we’re trying to erase?” Zach chuckled as he took a swig of the strong-smelling cocktail.
Joel set down his drink and motioned for everyone to take a seat. Just by virtue of where they had been standing, Joel and Zach sat next to each other on the couch and the twins sat in two accent chairs directly across, legs spread, as they slouched still holding their drinks.
“Archie and Lance are patients of mine at my physical therapy practice in Birmingham,”
Zach nodded.
“Birmingham? Explains the sweet rides.”
Archie gave Zach a huge grin.
“So you like our hot rods?”
The twins spread their legs even wider, giving Zach an uninterrupted view and he envisioned being able to plow them right where they sat.
“So, you two look to be in great shape. What kind of... therapy, does Dr. Paulson provide?”
Archie licked his lips as Lance answered.
“Well, we used to get terrible lower back pain but Dr. P knows exactly how to make us feel better,”
Lance placed his hand on his crotch, extending his middle finger and rubbing it over the seam in his jeans directly over his asshole.
“Yeah, he’s really good at it,”
Archie ran a hand over his pecs. Zach couldn’t believe it, these two randy jocks were exuding sexiness as they literally played with themselves in front of him. They might as well have said “fuck me right now”. Zach smiled as he took a sip of his drink.
“So, Joel. What kind of lesson did you have in mind for us?” Zach asked, finishing his drink in one quick gulp.
“Well, Archie and Lance are identical right down to their big, round, squishable testicles so I thought it would be fun for us to practice some of our techniques on them,”
“Yeah, we know what you did to that dumb rugby goon,” Archie said breathlessly.
“And to that big stupid jock, what was his name? Kamran.” Lance chimed in.
Zach’s cock was now painfully hard, constrained in his jeans.
“Well, I took them out of commision, so to speak.”
“Yeah, it must’ve been so hot.” Lance said standing.
The handsome ginger walked over to Zach and reached out his hand for Zach’s. Zach placed his large hand in Lance’s and Lance guided it to the front of his jeans. Zach’s cock twitched. Lance’s balls felt just as big as they looked, dense, meaty orbs.
“I bet these would make a big mess if they broke open,” Zach said grinning evilly as he rubbed his hand roughly over Lance’s junk.
Zach could feel Lance’s cock getting hard as he rubbed.
“Yeah, these would definately make a mess,”
Archie hopped up and stood next to his brother, putting his own crotch in Zach’s face. Zach needed no prompting as he reached out and grabbed Archie’s balls through his jeans. Zach rolled and squeezed the four huge nuts in his hands, sweating from lust as his fully hard ten inch cock leaked precum.
“You wanna’ crack my brother's eggs?” Lance teased
“Hell yeah I do,” Zach said, squeezing both sacks hard.
“God I want you to crack mine first.” Archie said rubbing his hands over his chest.
“Don’t just crack them, fucking burst them open, dude. Like the rugby dude.”
Lance placed his hand over Zach’s and pressed it even further into his bulge.
“Yeah, I wanna hear Lance’s nut crunch,” Archie said breathlessly, rubbing his hand over his now hard cock which was poking out of the top of his jeans.
“You wanna’ pop all four, don’t ya’ stud?”
Zach nodded yes as he continued to squeeze the two over-stuffed sacks that had been placed in his hands. The two twins continued to egg Zach on using graphic - and gory - language to describe what they wanted Zach to do to their manhood. The fact that the two brother’s were virtually begging for it turned Zach so much he thought he was going to blow his load just listening to them and the brothers were getting turned on as well, their large, thick cocks were sticking up from the waistband of their jeans and leaking precum as they tossed off their shirts. Their bodies were, as Zach had surmised, simply amazing, terrifically chiseled abs and rock hard pecs covered in a dusting of red hair.
Meanwhile, Joel was sipping his cocktail, soaking in the site of the beefy Zach rolling the twins’ orbs as they begged him to crush them.
“Oh baby, pop my nuts,”
Lance shuddered as Zach threw his fist back and sent it crashing full force into Lance’s defenseless nuts. There was a satisfying splat and Lance could feel both of the titanic nuts yield slightly as they were compressed into his pelvis. Remarkably the stud barely flinched, instead he started toying with his nipples, pinching and tugging them as he threw his head back in ecstasy.
“Fuck my brother up!” Archie screamed, his hand lost in his pants as he stroked, admiring his brother’s ball bashing.
Zach slammed his fist over and over into Lance’s crotch with deadly accuracy, flattening his balls more and more with each blow. Zach pounded Lance for at least five minutes, he wasn’t really keeping track at this point, before he stopped, grabbed Lance’s fly and ripped his jeans open allowing Lance’s cock to swing forward. Zach’s eyes brightened at the site of the foot-long, thick veiny cock in front of his face and without promptly swallowed it nearly to the base like a champion.
Lance moaned and ran his hands through Zach’s thick black hair as the beefy grad student bobbed up and down on his cock. Lance’s slightly swollen nuts were slapping Zach’s chin and Lance was lost in pleasure from the expert blowjob. Archie admired his brother’s ripped body while stroking his own cock as if getting off in front of a mirror.
“Oh fuck yeah,” he moaned as he watched his brother’s dick being serviced.
Archie stepped out of his own jeans and let his cock flop into Zach’s face. Zach would have smiled if his mouth wasn’t so full; nearly two feet of thick cock was in his face just waiting to be sucked. He alternated between both meaty fuck sticks, feeling them swell in his throat.
Zach took Archie’s swinging and relatively untouched nuts, one in each hand, and started squeezing. He wasn’t holding anything back as he tried to literally crush Archie’s nuts.
“I want my last load to be down your throat,” Archie moaned as the space in Zach’s fists got smaller and smaller.
“Oh fuck, you’re gonna pop ‘em!” Lance shrieaked in delight.
“Say bye to your nuts, bro, he’s gonna wreck 'em!"
Zach sucked Archie’s cock like his life depended on it. Drool and precum were dripping off his chin and Archie’s cock while Archie’s screaming balls were compressed in his strong grip. Joel got up and stood behind Lance, feeling the young stud’s hot body grinding against his as they both watched the wrecking of Archie’s young manhood.
Suddenly Archie let out a howl of pain as Zach’s thumb sank into his left nut.
“Oh fuck! Don’t stop, stud, don’t... Oooh!”
Archie screamed. Zach wrapped both hands around Archie’s left nut and compressed them together so hard his knuckles were turning white. He could feel Archie’s hot ball flatten further.
Lance licked his lips and stroked as he watched his mirror image being abused and pleasured.
“Please...”
Archie’s composure started to break down as Zach proceeded to pound his fist into his cracking left nut, crushing it flat against his opposing rock-hard palm. His face was flushed red and his breathing was quickening as his legs instinctively started to gyrate.
“Nah, bro,”
Lance stood behind his brother and grabbed his arms behind his back, hard, forcing him to stay in place. Archie howled as his brother nearly dislocated his shoulder in his punishing hold.
“Yeah, bro, you want him to finish the job?” Lance whispered into Archie’s ear sensually.
Archie shook his head ‘yes’ as his body said ‘no’. He desperately tried to break free of his brother, he was crying and his cock was going soft in Zach’s mouth but Zach didn’t care. He drove his fist into Archie’s swollen, blood red nut as hard as he could, as fast as he could, relishing the feeling. It was like he was pounding hamburger. Archie was screaming at the top of his lungs and writhing in agony but that only made his pornographically hot torso look even better as every muscle tensed up and flexed. Joel who was happy being a passive observer, had pulled out his own thick cock and started stroking it in front of Zach’s face, but Zach was too involved with trying to nut the ginger to pay it too much attention.
“Oh fuck! Fuck!” Archie screamed looking down at Zach desperately.
For the first time Zach felt he sensed genuine terror in the young man’s eyes and the look made Zach’s cock shoot precum, soaking the inside of his jeans.
“Shut him up, Joel,” Zach barked.
Joel ran to a back bedroom and came back a few seconds later with a ball gag, which Lance stuffed into his brother’s mouth in short order, tightening the straps that secured it behind his head a little too tight. Archie’s jaw was on fire from being stretched open so violently by the ball gag, but it was effective in silencing his screams.
Tears streamed down his face. Zach’s fist was getting tired and Archie’s nut looked like a wreck. The already huge nut was swollen to twice as big as its twin. Multiple blood vessels had burst and blood red streaks were forming under the skin, though they were barely discernible amongst the purplish-black skin.
“Oh fuck!”
Zach stopped punching and again drove his thumbs into the huge organ and two thumb-sized indents started to form into the squishy nut. Archie was writhing in agony, pleading through his gag but Zach persisted, drilling his thumbs into his nut has hard as he could, not concerned that he could feel the membranes giving way.
Zach looked up and made eye contact with Archie’s pleading eyes and grinned.
“You said you wanted them to burst, right. Well here we go!”
“Mmmmph! Mmmph!”
Zach released Archie’s nut and immediately swallowed it into his mouth, biting down hard. Archie’s nut compressed nearly flat between his molars and Zach opened his jaw and bit down again. And again. Archie was nearly comatose and Zach was sure he could make his big nut splatter the back of his throat.
“Fucking bite it! Crush it flat... Oh!”
Lance couldn’t finish his sentence as his body tensed up and he proceeded to paint his brother’s back with cream. Zach didn't notice as he continued to bite and chew, desperate to feel Archie’s fat battered nut finally blow. Lance's hips bucked as cum shot from his dick so far it was landing in sticky ropes all over the back of Archie's head.
“Yes!” Joel screamed as he shot his load all over Zach’s face.
Jet after jet of milky sperm painted Zach, the sensation starling him enough for him to snap back into reality. He spit out Archie’s nut and grabbed it with with one hand. It was hideously swollen, bruised and bloody from bite marks but it felt whole.
“Oh yeah, couldn’t handle it, could you?”
Zach teased as he undid his fly with his free hand and proceeded to pump his cock. The flatter and squishier Archie’s nut got, the closer Zach came to blowing his load.
“Please pop it!” Lance screamed, “Crush my brother’s nut!”
Archie shook his head desperate for Zach to stop, but that only made Zach squeeze harder. Zach made unflinching eye contact with the horrified Archie.
“You want me to pop it?”
Archie shook his head no but his cock started to stir.
“I’m gonna crack this egg, man you don’t know what you’re in for.”
Archie’s cock swelled and jerked.
“Fuck yeah!”
Zach released the grip on his cock so that he could trap Archie’s doomed nut with both hands. His eyes rolled to the back of his head at the sensation, it felt like a water balloon filled with oatmeal was in his grip and it was about to burst. Archie meanwhile cried and writhed but his cock was fully hard, pointed directly at Zach’s face.
“Yeah, you’re gonna blow, aren’t you? You want to...”
Archie bit into his gag so hard he implanted his teeth into it as he shot a truly epic load. Zach’s glasses were knocked crooked from the force of the first blast, and his eyes were plastered shut by the next three. Zach opened his mouth in surprise and it was immediately filled with cream. As he kneaded the life out of Archie’s dying nut, he actually gagged at the sheer volume of spunk.
“Wholy fuck!” Joel gasped as Zach’s face and chest were being absolutely drenched.
“Fmmph!” Zach screamed, his mouth full of cum, as he explosively shot his own load.
Zach was being soaked by two cocks at once, his own that was painting his shirt and Archie’s which was belching out its final volleys in what had to have been at least a twenty shot load. Zach released Archie’s nut and Archie sighed in short lived relief. Zach encircled the orb with one hand and proceeded to pound it mercilessly with the other. He was determined to crack this egg.
Archie’s huge dick flopped wildly, still leaking jizz, as his nut started to crack under the onslaught.
“Please! For fuck’s sake, finish... fuck!”
Lance bellowed, his sentence cut short as he shuddered in ecstasy, splattering Archie’s back with another epic load. HIs orgasm was so intense that he couldn’t help but release his grip on his brother’s arms as his knees buckled and he crumpled to the floor, shooting like a fountain as he did. Archie collapsed to his knees, his head landing in Zach’s lap, sobbing and feeling like he was going to wretch from the fire in his belly.
“Oh good!”
Archie barely had time to register the sensation of Zach grabbing him by the hair, lifting his head and shoving it onto his still hard cock. Archie gagged and thought was was actually going to vomit as Zach used his head like nothing more than a sex toy, bobbing it up and down for nearly fifteen minutes until he filled the hot ginger’s throat with another load of cum. By now Lance and Joel were just standing around admiring the complete domination Zach as displaying. Every time Archie had even tried to dismount Zach, his head was shoved violently downward. Zach could tell he was stretching Archie’s throat to its limit but he simply didn’t care. The hot twin made an excellent sex toy and that’s all that mattered.
“I think he’s had enough,” Joel said touching Zach on the shoulder.
Zach lifted Archie’s face off of his cock just in time for load number three to shoot him squarely on the nose.
--
It took Archie nearly an hour to recover enough to join the others in the kitchen for cocktails. He was walking with a limp, holding his crotch, dried cum still stuck to his face.
“Look who decided to join us!”
Lance wrapped his arm over his brother and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek.
“So it looks like you three are going to get along very well,” Joel pronounced taking a sip from his glass.
“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind for our first meeting, but I think you’ll all really enjoy what I have planned for next weekend.”
“Oh?” asked Zach as he eyed Archie hungrily.
“Yeah, I was thinking we could have an endurance contest. See which of these four identical nuts cracks first. How does that sound?”
Zach’s cock twitched.
“Sounds fucking amazing!”
Archie groaned as he rubbed his crotch through his jeans.
“So have you recovered, bro?” Lance asked, stroking his twin’s hair lovingly.
Archie nodded.
“Well great, because Zach wasn’t quite done with you...”
Archie’s eyes grew wide and he backed up only to be stopped by Joel holding him in place.
“You guys? What the fuck!”
Zach stepped right up to Archie and pulled down his pants revieling his rock hard cock. Archie made a sound of protest but Zach simply slapped him, grabbed his shoulders and turned him so that he was facing Archie’s back.
“So I hear you like to get fucked really, really hard.” Zach said as he leaned Archie over to the kitchen counter.
"Are you gonna' fuck me, daddy?" Archie moaned.
Zach forced Archie to bend over so hard that his face smacked the counter with a thud, then he leaned in to say “Don’t worry, I am going to fuck you all night long,”
Archie squealed in delight as Zach rammed his cock into his ass. Joel and Lance left the two alone as Zach proceeded to mercilessly fuck Archie’s brains out.
Archie outside Dr. Paulson's Chrysanthemum Heights home.
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