"It's in, Master! All the way!"
"Good slave! Good slave!"
"But with my hands tied I can't fuck you!"
"I'll take care of the fucking, slave. Ohhhhhhh, good!"
He rocked back on. Jack's rampant prick, the teen leaning back as far as he dared and trying to thrust up against him. Then he moved forward again, rocking his own cock up into Jerry's slick tube. The teens gasped in time with the fucking, Jack as his cock went up, Jerry on the next stroke.
They were heated with passion, sweat pouring out of all three bodies, soaking Jack's crotch and puddling beneath the teen.
"Ohhhh, God! Sweet slaves! Beautiful slaves!"
"Oh, Master!" cried the twins together. "Master!"
"Fuck, slaves! Let us fuck together! FUCK!"
Rocking back and forth, the man felt Jack's load start as a slow oozing that stretched the urethral tube, stretched the cock around it as the floodtide came up, rising quicker and quicker, ready to explode. He bit down on his jaw and redoubled his rocking efforts, thrusting his own cock deeper into Jerry. And the teen on top of the triplet arrangement knew he was going to blast without touching his cock, burning from the cock riding through his guts.
"OH, MASTER!" cried Jack. "OHHHHH!"
"Master!" Jerry gasped for breath. "Master! I'm gonna COME! COME!"
"Beautiful! BEAUTIFUL! GOD!"
The three blasts came at once, Jerry's popping high from his cock to splash against his chin, rolling down his corded chest, streaking his belly. His cock continued to spurt, the next gob flying before the teen's face. He tried to dart his tongue out and grab it, but it missed by three inches. The third spurt rose to fall back against his belly, and the fourth only coated his cock.
"OHHHHHHH, MASTER!"
"Yes! Yes, slaves! Yes! Come! Come!"
Jack's load of semen soaked into the shit mass in the asshole above his cock, while Jerry felt the wash of the man's flood in his guts. The rocking continued a moment longer as the last spurts of activity died away, three sets of balls shriveling. Then he sighed, relaxing his tension against Jack's cock, pushing the other teen off him, coming to his feet to stagger and fall across the bed.
"Oh! Come here and suck me, one on my cock and the other on my asshole!"
The twins obeyed, moving quickly, dropping beside him to work a face into his groin, accepting the shitty cock, and a tongue into his slick sphincter.
Three days later the teens were lined up at the dock again, tied, except for those still with guests who had stayed over. Some of the first day's group had left the next morning, the dark man among them. This morning Burton kissed Kelvin, stabbing his tongue deep into the teen's mouth while he tied him.
"Two short months! Then I'll be back to take you home and eat you! You'll be in my belly!"
Kelvin sobbed as the man moved onto the plane, and the leader of the staff teens moved behind him.
"What's the matter? He tell you he's gonna eat you? He just says that to scare you -- he never comes back."
The teen blinked his tears away, looking up. "Really, Master?"
"Really. Now get over to green cottage, one of the guests is waiting for you."
Big-cocked Charlie came over as Kelvin scampered off. "He the one Burton marked for this year?"
The leader nodded. "Yeah. I just told him it was a lie. We don't want him scared for the rest of the guests." He grinned. "Jesus, wait until he sees Burton on sale day! He'll shit right there!"
"This year we'll see it," said Charlie. "Shit, it doesn't seem like three summers already. I'll hate giving up this cushy job. I guess I'll have to start catching slaves of my own, maybe start an island of my own."
"Yeah," said the other. "I'm with you."
CHAPTER TEN
The prince arrived in the middle of the summer. By that time the twins had lost track of the hundreds of men who had taken them, had fucked them and used them in every conceivable way. They were numb to the biggest cocks, had been fucked and sucked upside down and every which way but inside out.
The morning of the prince's arrival Jack and Jerry were kept out of the line up for the first time, left in his cottage. They were to be his exclusively for the twenty-four hours he would be on the island. Charlie told them how lucky they were when he appeared to tie their hands. "Jesus, a fuckin' prince!"
"Where is he from?" asked Jack.
"Shit, I don't know -- Arabia or Persia, some goddamn place like that."
The teens were laying back to back on the mattress when he appeared, only minutes after the plane's engines stopped. He stood in the doorway, seen by Jerry first, a shadow no more than two inches taller than the rest. At first Jerry thought he was a member.
Then he came into the cottage, smiling, and the twins saw his moustache and his thick wedge shaped cock that seemed all the bigger because of his size. The hard prick stood eight inches from a thick bush of curly black pubic hair, the balls below it hanging loose. There was a scattering of black hair around his nipples, a faint line from his cock to his bellybutton, thick bushes in his armpits.
"Stand," he said, gently. The teens obeyed and he squatted, lifting their testicles. "Ah, you are Jerry, and you are Jack. Charming!"
He stood again and pulled them into his arms, kissing first one teen and then the other. Then he brought them together, all three mouths meeting at once, his tongue moving out to stroke their parted lips. The teens' breath blew hot against his moustache, stirring the individual hairs.
"Do you like me, slaves?"
"Yes, Master!" they echoed together, telling the truth. He was the most pleasant master they had met to this point. Smiling at their answer, he cupped their balls again, drew them with him to the mattress, falling flat on his back.
"Who wants to sit on my cock?"
The teens butted asses trying to be first. Jerry won. He started to lower himself against the great cockhead, which seemed almost an inch thicker at the glans than at the base, his face contorted from the effort to keep his balance without the use of his hands.
The prince caught the teen's hips, guiding him down, the great cock length entering him easily. The teen straddled the man's hips, looking toward his face, his legs doubled back as the ass continued to fall until it touched the man's groin.
"Oh, yes! That is very nice, Jerry!"
Jerry swallowed. "Fuck me, Master!"
"In good time, Jerry." He glanced at Jack. "Kneel over my face, Jack. Yes, put your cock into my mouth. When you're down in me, suck Jerry."
Jack obeyed the command, his legs pressing close to the man's head, the teen leaning forward to stab his cock through the eager rounded lips. The man sucked him in, the teen gasping at the cool touch as the tongue moved all the way up the bottom of his shaft to probe at the testicles, stabbing the red heart. Then Jerry fell back as Jack's lips gobbled in his cock.
"Oh, Jesus! Jesus!"
The prince let Jack's cock escape. "Blasphemy is not necessary, slaves. I do not take Allah's name in vain, you are not to take the prophet Jesus in such a manner."
Chastised, the teens looked at each other shame-faced. Then the man caught Jack's hips again, sucking him all the way into his throat, and the teen reached forward to take his twin brother's cock.
"Yesssssss!" Jerry sighed, fighting the tendency to curse. "Ohhhhh, beautiful! Beautiful! Suck my cock, Jack! Suck me!"
Jack thrust his prick deep into the man's throat, fucking as hard as he could, the prince moaning with pleasure beneath him. The teen fought for balance against his brother, Jerry kept from toppling by the great prick in his ass. He could feel the prince's cock trembling there, the sensations as it twitched against his intestinal lining. The man seemed content, however, to do nothing more than just hold himself in the non-active position, his cheeks hollowing as he drew down against the teen in his mouth.
"OHHHHHHH! YES! YES! SUCK ME! SUCK!"
Jack moaned against Jerry's throbbing cock, sucking it with all of his strength, working his throat again
st it, using all of the tricks of the mouth he had learned this summer to draw his twin brother to quick arousal, to almost instant ejaculation. Suddenly Jerry stabbed up against Jack's head, rising two inches on the cock penetrating his rectum, and blasted his cum.
"OH, YEAH! GUH... GAH... OHHHHHHH!"
Three times he nearly slipped, three limes he caught himself, knowing that it was necessary not to offend this strange little man. The teen pumped up and down against the cock in his rectum, bruising the prince's pelvic when his ass fell. The man gasped his pleasure about Jack's throbbing prick, and gasped again as the teen came off Jerry's cock and pushed his face down against the prince's belly, pumping out his own spending.
"OHHHHHHH, JEEEEEEE-YAGGHHHUHHH! YAAAAAAA!"
Jerry laughed as he heard Jack switch words in mid-yell, twisting his ass against the still-throbbing cock in his groin. He could feel the prince all the way up in the top of his intestines, his guts aching pleasurably with the sensation.
"OH OH OH YES! COMING! I'M COMING!"
Jack's cry inflamed the man beneath him. The prince grabbed the teen's hips, forcing him to pump harder as the thick sweet youthful semen spilled out, coursing over his tongue to be swallowed into his stomach. Jack could feel the working of the man's digestive system beneath his belly, flat against the prince now, his head pushed between Jerry's thighs and banging his twin's balls. He pumped, and again, and sighed as he died.
"OHHHHHHH, YES! Yesssssss!"
And now the prince began to pound up against the teens, against their weight, his hips thrusting Jerry above him, his cock harder than before as his hands lay flat against the floor, trembling. He gasped air through his nostrils, dragging it down across Jack's ass crack and the teen's balls, his chest pounding with the working of his heart and his lungs as he pumped up against Jerry.
The teen bounced against the prick sliding through his ass, coming less than an inch over the man's groin, Jack's head pushing tight against his cock and crushing his balls. The teen gasped, begging.
"Oh oh oh oh Ma-as-ter! Ma-as-ter! Fu-uck me, Ma-as-ter! Fu-uck your sla-ave!"
Jerry heard the broken rhythm of his own voice but could do nothing about it, holding onto Jack's head for dear life as the cock continued to bounce him into the air. The prince was sucking Jack again, his tongue rubbing hard against the base of the teen's shaft, trying to restore his cock to life. After a minute he succeeded, the last drops of the first spending still oozing out as the teen began to pump again, faster than before.
"MASTER! MASTER!" Jack raised his head, his thumbs digging into the princess ribs. "I'M FUCKING YOU, MASTER! YQUR SLAVE IS FUCKING YOU!"
"OH OH OH! FU-UCK ME, MA-AS-TER! FU-UCK ME!"
Suddenly the prince slammed the heels of his hands against Jack's hips, pushing the teen's cock out of his mouth, pushing his body aside. He arched his back against Jerry's weight, turning at the same time to carry the teen over onto his back. Jerry fell heavily, but the prince, followed him, staying with the teen as he caught Jerry's thighs, forcing the teen's legs over his body. Now the man had clear entrance to the teen's asshole and began pounding deep into him with slow, measured strokes.
"OH, YES! OH, YESSSSSSS! TAKE MY COCK! TAKE IT, SLAVE!"
"Yes, Master!" cried Jerry, happily. "YESSSSSSS! FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR SLAVE!"
The teen's back was twisted against his bound hands, but he didn't care. The prince held himself over his captive, his slave, on stiffened arms, keeping his weight off Jerry as he rode deep, the cockhead rubbing through the whole length of the teen's intestinal lining. Jerry sighed, gasped, begged for more.
"FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME, MASTER! FUCK YOUR SLAVE!"
Jack watched, jealous again of his twin's good fortune. Why couldn't that be him with that beautiful cock slamming deep into his guts? Why was Jerry always the lucky one? He got everything worth having!
"FUCK!" cried the prince. "FUCK... FUCK... SLAVES! MY SLAVES! MY BEAUTIFUL SLAVES!"
The twins gasped with pleasure, and he withdrew, moving quickly to Jack, taking the teen in the same way. He threw Jack's feet up over his shoulders, slammed his slippery cock deep, and began to thrust. The teen tightened down against him as Jerry stared at the oozing head of his cock, coming just from the pressure of the prick sliding through his guts. Oh, God! It was wonderful! Being fucked was wonderful! Slaves were born to be fucked! He and Jack were the luckiest slaves in the world, to be slaves for beautiful men like this!
"COMING!" cried the prince, erupting. "COMING!"
He slammed his cock deep into Jack, held himself there while his balls boiled over, and spilled his seed deep into the slave. Then a long sigh escaped his lips and he fell over, between the twins. They moved closer to him, Jack's cock butting the man, Jerry's cock pushing between the cheeks of his ass.
"Beautiful!" said the prince, sighing again. "You're beautiful! And you're mine!"
"Master?" said Jerry, surprised, knowing what value Lassiter had put upon them. "Are you taking us now?"
"For half a million dollars?" blurted Jack.
The prince laughed. "No. I think I'll have you for half that at the sale. But I'll pay as much as I must. I will have you! Both of you!"
"Will you fuck us every day?" asked Jerry, dreamily.
He laughed again. "I have seventeen sons and five wives. I'm buying you for my sons. I want them to have the very best in the world."
"Master?" Jerry pressed his lips against the prince's shoulder blade. "Will you fuck us, too? Sometimes?"
"Perhaps. If my sons ever let me get near you." Forgetting the pain of bound wrists, the twins drifted into asleep next to their owner.
Sale day!
All of the teens remaining awoke excited on Labor Day morning. Three had been taken at the walkaway price by masters who could not wait. Yesterday all but the six oldest staff members had left with the plane, which had been ferrying buyers back. Of the hundreds of guests, almost sixty were here for the sale, although there were only twenty-eight lots to be sold. The twins, of course, were going as one.
The slaves were given Sunday to rest up from the ordeal of the two months of fucking. It wasn't enough, but they were at least refreshed when the remaining staff members led them out of the big house early Monday morning, to where a row of steel stakes had been set into the grass near the other equipment. The teens were tied to these stakes, their hands above their heads.
"Who do you think will get you?" asked Kelvin, tied to the stake next to Jack.
"You'll be the last," said Kelvin, "'cause you'll bring the most. I wish I was twins," he added.
The staff members left, then came back a few minutes later to survey the primping on the slaves. They moved along the line of stakes with combs, fluffing haircuts and pubic bushes as well. Then they moved out of the way to permit Lassiter a final survey of his merchandise.
"A good year," said the slavemaster, nodding. "I wish they were all this good." He stopped before the twins. "Oh, yes! You've made my reputation, you two. Thanks to you I had guests this summer I never dared invite before."
He studied them a few seconds longer, and suddenly pressed his lips first to Jack's mouth and then to Jerry's. The kiss was gentle and brief, and as he drew away he caressed their cocks, sighing.
"I'll probably never have another pair like you. This will be a year to remember!"
Then the guests filed out of the house and came down to sprawl on the grass before the line of stakes. The teens scanned their faces eagerly, looking for those they remembered, wondering who was going to win them.
Kelvin gasped. "Oh, God!"
"What is it?" said Jerry.
"It's him!" cried the frightened teen. "The one who said he was going to eat me!"
Lassiter stepped out. Todd and Koch were there as well, the latter shamelessly naked, and several other men the teens had noticed about the house during the summer. The staff stood as though in anticipation of trouble.
"We're all anxious," said Lassiter, laughing. "Particularl
y Mr. Burton, who wants to see if he's going to have his usual Thanksgiving roast this year. So for his sake, we'll start with Kelvin; I have a thousand deposited against ten, will anyone give me eleven, thousand?"
The fat man came at a loping run, grinning as Kelvin was untied and then his hands were retied behind his back. He took the teen with him back to his seat, cupping the teen's cock as his own stood hard. He turned the teen around, forced him to sit on his cock, and began to stroke him.
"Beautiful slave! Sweet slave! Tonight you'll be on my kitchen table -- it's a nice table, with straps to hold you down while I bite off your tits and your balls and your cock!" He stroked the sobbing teen's erection. "You'll be so happy in my belly, won't you, slave? Won't you?"
"Yes, Master!" sobbed the slave, obediently.
"You want me to eat you, don't you?"
"Yes, Master! I do!"
"Then you'll be very very happy!"
The sale moved on, the other teens going very quickly at prices that pleased Lassiter. Soon only Louis was left, and then just the twins -- and the prince hadn't appeared! Worried, Jerry and Jack looked at each other.
Then it was the twins turn. Now the prince appeared, coming from the house to take his place in the midst of the buyers. Lassiter raised his hands for silence as all eyes fell on Jack and Jerry.
"Truly, gentlemen, you are about to see an unusual event. This is my tenth year of operation, during which I've sold just over three-hundred slaves, and this is my first set of twins. And such beautiful slaves! Have any of you seen the comparison?"
Murmurs of assent rose from the crowd. "Now we have a deposit of twenty-five against two-fifty. The next bid must be two-hundred-seventy-five thousand. Do I hear two-seventy-five?"
After a moment of silence it came -- and Jerry and Jack saw the prince raise his hand. "Three-hundred!" cried Lassiter. "History in the making, gentlemen! Three-hundred-thousand dollars! Do I hear three twenty-five?"
Three-twenty-five came, and more. The bidding rose to half a million dollars before two other bidders dropped out, leaving the prince alone. He smiled as he came to examine his merchandise.
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