On the Couch

Haven’t gotten much work on Devious World done recently, but did feel  like doing some writing, and so you get this! Hope everyone enjoys this  little tale of debauchery. (I like Riley a lot so I may use him in  other stuff that’s not necessarily in continuity with this. Or I may  continue this. No idea at this point.)

Tags: Orientation play,  financial temptation, gay male, teen, interracial, dub-con,  crossdressing, dirty talk, feminization/sissification, spanking, implied  MC, and I went to the Daddy place and I’m not even sorry. :|

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"What are you doing here?"

Riley frowned at the voice and its vaguely annoyed tone, turning to face the one who'd spoken. The other boy was familiar in that particular way of someone you saw every day and yet was part of an entirely different world. Natural blonde hair that had been allowed to grow out some and gain a bit of a natural curl, lightly tanned skin, hazel eyes, features that looked like they'd been designed by someone asked to come up with the ideal all-American midwest boy. Well, the ideal probably would have had jock proportions... this teenager looked a little on the slim side, not terribly imposing beneath that polo shirt and khakis. The frown on his face was a mixture of confused and mildly annoyed, the sort people get when they're aggravated by something unexpected and don't know quite why. He was slightly too familiar for just a passing-in-the-halls thing... right, they had two classes together, one they were one seat apart, he was...

"Danny, right?" Riley said, quirking an eyebrow.

Danny nodded slowly, returning the mildly suspicious look up and down. Riley was about as far from himself and his proper, upright style as he could imagine. Thick, rumpled black hair that fell around his shoulders, multiple piercings in his ears (albeit they at least tended towards the more 'masculine' style, rings and skulls and such). Similarly he hadn't gone in much for goth-y makeup, just a bit of darkening on the lips and around the eyes. His long-sleeved black shirt bearing the name of a band that had more pronunciation umlauts than letters was tattered around the edges and sleeves, and his equally battered and torn black jeans were only being held up by a skull-buckled belt. His skin was almost deathly pale, making things like the black paint on his fingernails stand out.

"Yeah. What are you doing here, Riley?"

"Well. Same thing as you, I imagine," Riley answered after a moment, shrugging and giving the other boy a bit of a smarmy grin before giving a significant glance around the small, rather run-down lobby area. He stepped a bit closer to the blonde, hooking his thumbs into the pockets of his jeans, wallet chain jostling as he leaned forward and whispered, "'Independent filmmaker seeks young, straight white men for opportunities involving-'"

"Alright, alright!" Danny hissed, holding up his hands and glancing around as if worried someone might overhear. He rubbed at one blushing ear as he realized anyone that did overhear would be likely to be here for the same purpose, but at the moment they were alone anyway. "Geez."

"I didn't figure you for the sort." Riley straightened up, then whispered again, "Mostly because you seemed way too uptight to have a fake ID."

"... My family went on a cruise earlier this year, my dad got me one so I could hang out in the ship's casino," Danny grumbled, folding his arms over his chest.

"Huh." Riley mused on that a bit. He had his own for the more obvious reasons, and it would be necessary for what this obviously was considering that he was still a year and a few months shy of being able to do it legally. But the money offered had been extremely good... and heck, who wouldn't want to do a little porn? Even if the girls weren't that hot, it'd still be a heck of a memory.

Both boys almost jumped as the door along one wall opened, and a man about their fathers' age, lean and with his hair in a ponytail, eyes hidden behind round tinted glasses, leaned in. "Okay, guys, come on in."

Riley turned and strolled towards the door, doing his best to seem confident and casual as opposed to the nervousness and excitement that had his belly fluttering. He paused when he didn't hear any other footsteps, glancing back at Danny, who had hesitated and was eyeing the door to the street. Unable to help himself, Riley smirked in a deliberately challenging way before strolling on through the door, hearing a grumble and then quickened footsteps behind him as the other boy followed.

Inside was a slightly larger room, without much in it but a desk with nothing on it save a camera, and a long, wide black leather couch. 'Nice touch,' Riley thought in amusement as he made his way to stand in front of the couch, still maintaining his casual demeanor as Danny came to stand next to him. The guy with the ponytail was an almost stereotypical porn director... he wasn't fat, but he did have on a cheap-looking suit... well, technically pants, a jacket, and a tie, since none of them quite matched. The tie was loosened and the top few buttons of the shirt undone, collar rumpled. "Okay, boys," he announced, apparently intent on getting right to business as he picked up and shouldered the camera, settling one lens of his sunglasses against the viewfinder. "Go ahead and get undressed."

Now that it came down to it, Riley found himself hesitating. He was almost relieved when Danny said, "Uh, don't you need to see our IDs first, or...?"

"Nah, we'll take care of all that later. Go ahead."

Robbed of the last obstacle, Riley and Danny found themselves exchanging a glance, before almost in unison shrugging. Riley pushed out of his already untied boots and stepped out of them as Danny did the same to his loafers, the goth boy undoing his belt while the blonde tugged at the polo shirt. As Riley's jeans and boxers hit the floor, baring a half-hard length of very pale cock, Danny's lean, tanned chest and stomach were revealed. Then, of course, the inverse, Riley's shirt coming off to be tossed aside, showing slender, cream-colored arms and belly, while Danny's brown leather belt, khakis, and briefs hit the floor and were scooted aside, showing slightly less tan but definitely not pale legs and rear, his own member giving a few twitches.

"So, like... when does our costar, costars, whatever, get here?" Danny asked, now doing his own attempt to seem cool as he glanced at one of the other two doors in the room.

"You're lookin' at 'im," the director answered.

Both boys stared in shock, before glancing at each other and taking a half-step back. "Whoa whoa whoa!" Danny yelped, holding up his hands.

"Hey, the ad thing said it was looking for -straight- guys!" Riley added, his cock having rather abruptly gone completely limp, much as Danny's had.

"Yeah, that's what a lot of people wanna see out of 'gay for pay'. It wasn't obvious?" the director replied with a bit of a snort.

"No way, I'm outta here," Riley grumbled, shifting towards his clothes and trying to figure out how to pick them up without bending over, Danny seeming to be having much the same problem.

"Fine, I'll double the original offer."

Riley froze in place, Danny jerking to a halt even as he'd been squatting down. As if in reflex they exchanged a quick glance, before Danny said, "Look, no way, we just-"

"Triple."

This time the glance was longer, obvious indecision warring on both of their faces. Slowly, though, Danny straightened up, and Riley stepped back away from his pants, though both weren't getting too close to each other. Both were also blushing, the color standing out more on Riley's pale skin, Danny's ears also bearing the color of it.

"... You sure about this?" Riley muttered to the other teen as he squirmed in place.

"No," Danny replied in a whisper. "... But all that money..."

"Alright, boys, go ahead and have a seat on the couch."

Nervously, the two did so, still leaving some space between each other, and then squirming a bit at the feel of the leather on their bare skin. The couch cushions were wide, almost enough to lay back on... well, one supposed that was the point, Riley thought, glancing at Danny nervously again. Neither made any move, and after a moment the director chuckled. "Not gonna get started on your own, huh? Well, just do what I tell you, then. Let's start out with a little kiss, shall we?"

The two glanced at each other nervously again, actually shying away a bit before they heard the director snort again derisively. Slowly, bit by bit, both scooted closer until they were both sharing the middle cushion. Both started to lean in, hesitated as they realized that they didn't know what to do with their hands, then both apparently decided of their own accord to rest a hand on the couch and a hand on their own leg. Leaning in slowly, their heads came in closer together, until Riley suddenly darted a quick peck on Danny's lips before both of them leaned back quickly. Almost instantly Riley found himself blushing in embarrassment, both at the director's renewed snickering and the fact that the kiss had wound up more girlish than he'd intended because of his nervousness. From the renewed color on Danny's ears, he felt the same way. At the director's urging to do better, Riley took a deep breath and leaned in again, this time moving to press his lips against against Danny's and keep them there. 

He could sense more than anything Danny's nervous, uncomfortable squirming, since it fairly well matched his own. Still, it was obvious the director wasn't going to be pleased with just some light smooching... and there was all that money to consider. So after a moment he flicked his tongue, rather unenthusiastically, against Danny's lips. The blonde almost jerked back again, before huffing a sigh through his nose and parting his lips a little, returning the favor. At the director's urging, they let their lips part, allowing the camera to see their tongues touching. More out of habit than anything else, Riley began moving his tongue in swirls, not quite catching himself before he'd leaned in and pressed their lips together again. Fighting the urge to swallow hard, since that likely would have just made it worse, he pulled back to let their tongues be seen entwining again.

"Good, good," the director acknowledged, Riley and Danny both quickly breaking the kiss and letting themselves flump back against the couch, scooting about an inch apart again. "Not much reaction down there, hm?" he added, directing the camera towards each boy's lap in turn, both still almost entirely soft, though Danny's had gained a little thickness Riley noted when he did a quick, almost involuntary glance.

'Well, I am a good kisser,' Riley thought, before blushing brightly again at the realization he was taking pride in having gotten another guy to stiffen up some.

"Tell you what, Goth, why don't we have you fuck Blondie first?" the director said, making both boys' eyes widen. "Blondie, you're gonna hafta get him hard if he's gonna fuck your ass!"

"I... I..." Danny glanced back and forth between Riley and the director, looking like he was halfway to panic, before he swallowed and said simply, "H-how?"

"Well, that's up to you, isn't it? Doesn't much matter to me, so long as you get him hard so he can fuck you."

Danny sat silently for a moment, then glanced nervously at Riley again. Slowly he shifted to face towards the goth, nervously bringing a hand up. He hesitated just before making contact, then, uncertainty in every movement, wrapped his hand around Riley's pale, limp shaft. The goth swallowed heavily, feeling his cock give a twitch just at the fact that it was being touched, especially by someone else, even if that someone else was another guy (and a prep, at that). He shifted in place, his ass and balls rubbing lightly on the black leather, legs spreading some reflexively as Danny started slowly stroking him. Riley made a few low 'mmf' noises at the feel of that hot hand on his prick... it actually felt pretty good, Danny didn't exactly have the most masculine hands in the world anyway. But his mind wouldn't let him forget it was a guy, and the obvious hesitation and uncertainty of the strokes wasn't doing him any favors either, and even after a few minutes his cock was still flopping with every stroke, barely half-hard if that.

"Dude, c'mon, get it up," Danny muttered, before blushing even deeper than before at the realization of what he'd said.

"That's as up as it's getting with what you're doing right now," Riley hissed back, trying to ignore the further snickering from the man with the camera at their little exchange.

Danny stopped in place for several moments. Then he again took a deep breath before scooting further away on the couch... and then leaning down and to the side over Riley's lap. Riley's pale, almost purple blue eyes widened a moment before he felt a tentative lick against his cockhead. He was unable to help letting out a gasp at the feel of a hot, wet tongue dragging across the sensitive flesh, shivering despite himself, cock giving a noticeable twitch despite the fact that it was very visibly another boy leaned over his lap. Still, the touch of a tongue was proving much more effective than the strokes of a hand, even if both were equally unenthusiastic. Apparently encouraged by finally getting some results, Danny went so far as to slide his mouth over Riley's cockhead and suckle a bit, the goth moaning and closing his eyes, leaning back against the couch. His hips actually jerked a few times towards that hot, wet suckling mouth, which quickly retreated at the first stroke, before returning to just tonguing and licking. Danny ducked down some and licked up the side once, twice, turned to lick along the bottom. Then he straightened up, face red. "Th-there... you're hard."

"And time for you to get fucked, Blondie," the director called, using his free hand to toss the blushing, shuddering Riley a tube of lube. "Here, why don't you get on your knees on the floor and bend over the couch."

Danny hesitated, but a glance toward Riley showed him that the other boy's cock was already starting to soften a little. Not wanting to go through giving head again, he slid off of the couch and turned around to lean over it instead, acutely aware of the fact that the camera must be focusing on his raised ass, and his limp cock and balls hanging down between his legs. Riley took a moment to gather himself as well, before popping the cap of lube and spreading what he thought was a generous amount over his cock. Giving it a few strokes himself, urging the hardness that had been lost back into it as he listened to the wet, slightly gooey squinching noises of the lube, he eventually moved off of the couch as well. Settling down in a bit of a squat behind Danny, he found himself looking at the hanging shaft and sack as well, before pulling his gaze up to the tight, obviously virgin pucker. Swallowing heavily, he brought his glistening tip up to brush against it, almost jumping when Danny flinched forward against the couch. "I'll... I'll try to be careful, man..."

"Just get... just get it over with," Danny muttered, hiding his face against his arm in embarrassment.

Riley nodded, then slowly began to push forward. He muffled a groan of pure sensation at feeling the tightness spreading around him, the heat beginning to surround him, even as he heard Danny give a decidedly masculine grunt at the strange sensation. Knowing that if he stopped now he'd lose his nerve completely, he pushed forward, doing his best to think of every girl he'd ever been with, feeling his hands on their tits and their pussies wrapped around his cock. But none of them had ever let him fuck her in the ass, and part of his brain was absolutely delighted by the even greater tightness and heat his cock was slowly sliding into, apparently uncaring that it was another guy's ass. Another pleasured groan escaped as Riley's cockhead slipped fully inside, the goth shifting his hands to rest just above Danny's hips, the blonde squirming some in unspoken protest, but not enough to make Riley stop. The black-haired teen continued slowly easing himself forward, sliding more and more of his cock into the other straight boy's ass, until finally he felt Danny's buttcheeks against his hips.

Slowly, he began thrusting, that perverse part of his brain that loved how good this felt wondering if the camera had a good view of his cock pumping into Danny's previously virgin ass. He was vaguely aware the director had moved in close and shifted down... probably trying to get a shot of Riley pumping forward, his balls slapping against Danny's, making the other boy's limp cock sway and wobble beneath him. The thought almost shocked his brain out of fuck-mode and Riley quickly reminded himself of all those girls, doing his best to mentally replace Danny's grunts and squirms with feminine moans and writhing. It was at least enough to keep him hard, the tightness of Danny's ass doing the rest, the faint squish of lube providing an undertone to the slap of flesh on flesh. Riley caught himself moaning pleasurably a few times, each time seeing a renewal of the blush on Danny's ears as the other boy endured his assfucking. 'From the sound of it you'll get your turn,' Riley thought, shivering a little as he imagined the camera on his own pale ass, cock losing just a little hardness before he refocused again.

With the war between the pleasurable sensation and his thoughts trying to sabotage him, it took a little while, Riley not entirely sure whether he loved or hated this... Danny's occasional mutters of "Hurry up" and, at least once, "Hurry up and cum!" didn't exactly help the mixed feelings. But finally Riley groaned as he thrust forward, feeling the first spurt of cum spatter deep inside Danny's ass. Then some part of him remembered exactly what he was doing, and he pulled his cock out quickly, leaving a few more smears of milky white on those hot inner walls before pulling out, streamers of jizz falling across Danny's tan asscheeks. Panting and looking down at the sight, Riley swallowed heavily, his lube and cum-smeared cock quickly going limp as he pulled back.

"Good job, good job," the director encouraged as both boys moved to sit on the couch again, Danny squirming more than ever at the feeling of his recently-fucked ass resting on the couch. "Now, Goth, your turn. I think you know the drill, hm?" As Riley hesitantly scooted back and then leaned down, already positioned over Danny's lap as he wrapped a hand around the other boy's limp shaft and began stroking, the cheaply-suited man added, "Surely you can do better than Blondie, huh?"

For some reason, he wasn't sure why, the challenge hit Riley square in the pride. He briefly glanced toward the camera with a scowl, then leaned down. 'Fine, you wanna see me do better? I'll do better,' he thought in annoyance, sliding his lips over Danny's cockhead and swirling his tongue around it. He tried to tune out the other boy's gasp of surprise and low moan of pleasure and just focus on what he was doing, without quite acknowledging -exactly- what he was doing. It was just the basic mechanics of the thing, right? he rationalized to himself as he began stroking at Danny's stiffening shaft a bit more quickly, swirling his tongue around the other teen's cockhead. He even began bobbing his head a little, shifting his tongue around Danny's shaft as he stroked, though every so often there was a catch in his movements as part of his brain froze up at remembering he was sucking off another guy.

"Jesus, Riley," Danny moaned in obvious pleasure, biting his lower lip and leaning his head back against the couch.

Riley lifted his head, unable to help reflexively licking his lips before frowning up at the blonde. "Dude, that is -not- helping."

"S-sorry."

"Oh, c'mon, suck his balls a little, Goth," the director added with a snicker.

Riley's head was moving down almost before he realized it, lips pressing against the loose skin of Danny's sack. 'Why the hell am I doing this?' he thought as he swirled his tongue over one of Danny's balls. 'Well. I guess I kinda owe him for fucking him up the ass,' he rationalized as he leaned forward to suck at Danny's other ball a bit. 'And it -is- getting him really hard,' he added to himself, feeling Danny's cock throbbing in his hand... before he froze up at remembering what that meant.

"Looking good! Okay, lube him up, Goth. I think this time you should go for a ride," the director urged.

"Oh great," Riley muttered as he raised his head, but with a sigh snagged the lube container from where it was sitting on the couch. Doing his best to empty as much of it as he could into his palms, he brought both hands to Danny's stiff cock, the squelch of the slightly gooey liquid rather loud as he began smearing it all over.

"Geez!" Danny bit out, hips jerking a little at the feel of the cool stuff being smeared all over him, dripping down his balls and across his crotch. He gave Riley a mildly annoyed look, muttering, "You didn't use that much on yourself."

"Yeah well if I didn't use enough you should've said so," Riley snapped back, before both blushed and glanced away briefly. After a few moments of stroking the goth realized the other boy was as lubed up as he was going to get and he was just procrastinating now... by stroking another guy's cock with both hands. He glanced nervously at the camera, but without any sense of mercy there, he raised himself up and moved to face away from Danny... the last thing he needed to see was the other guy's face. He began lowering himself down, leaning back on the couch with his hands... a glance down saw that Danny's hand had moved to aim his cock upward. He shifted and moved a few times at feeling the lubed-up cockhead slide between his asscheeks, each time reflexively shying away from it hitting the mark. But finally he felt it poke against, and just slightly into, him, and knew the time had come. Gritting his teeth, he began lowering himself down, shuddering at the strange feel of something spongy but stiff and covered in goo spread his virgin asshole open.

The feeling of it sliding inside was... so strange, and yet part of his brain that was processing pure sensation told him it wasn't all bad. Then he felt the head actually slip fully inside him, and the shock was enough that his legs went out on him and he almost dropped all the way down. With the amount of lube he'd used on Danny's dick, it slid inside his tight passage surprisingly easily, and both straight boys made different-but-similar strangled noises at one suddenly being much deeper than expected inside the other. Riley's breathing came in heavy pants, but he rallied himself and pushed all the way down, effectively sitting on Danny's lap with the other boy's stiff prick throbbing inside his ass, his own pale, limp dick flopped over his balls... which were resting against Danny's.

"C'mon, ride that cock, Goth," the director urged, and Riley bit his lower lip before starting to move, working his hips up and down uncertainly. His position and inexperience meant he was getting barely more than an inch up and down, but he heard no complaints from either the director or Danny. In fact the other teen was letting out low moans and gasps, which was plenty humiliating, especially when they matched up to throbs in the cock buried in his ass. Riley jerked a little as Danny's hands came to rest on his hips, every so often urging him in his movements in obvious reflex, Riley's humiliation growing and face red as he bounced on the other boy's member, his own cock still flopping limply. 

'G-geez, was this what it was like for him when he was getting fucked?' Riley couldn't help but think. He found himself wondering if Danny felt like he did... pleasured and confused and working to keep his hardon. It seemed to be taking as long anyway, Riley knowing he must have been riding for awhile now, his pale skin glistening with sweat and some of his hair sticking to his forehead. Of course, Danny would also be feeling Riley's own cum dribbling out of him while a tight, hot boy-ass was bouncing atop his dick. What did that even feel like? the goth couldn't help but wonder... before his eyes shot wide open at the feel of wet heat hitting inside him. A noise caught in his throat, an almost whimper as he realized he was being cum in. After several moments, though, he felt Danny going limp inside him, and quickly lifted himself off, scurrying to the side.

"Hey, before you sit down, turn around and bend over," the director interjected, smirking as Riley hesitated before doing as bid. "And spread your asscheeks. You too, Blondie."

Both boys blushed brightly, but after a moment did as ordered, facing their asses towards the ponytailed man and reaching back, spreading their asscheeks. Riley and Danny could both feel their faces burning with embarrassment and shame as they realized the camera must be roaming over their recently-fucked assholes, taking in the slight gape, the glistening of lube and cum, the darkening of the color.

"Great! Now you can both have a seat."

"Is that it?" Riley muttered as they both sat down, this time keeping a cushion of space between them. "I mean, we've done everything, right? Now you pay us?"

"Not quite," the director said, stepping back a bit. "Y'see, you actually do have other costars for this. They were just for the middle part of the film."

The other door swung open, and both Danny and Riley's eyes widened and jaws dropped at the two men that walked through. They looked enough alike that they had to be twins, tall and muscular, their cocoa-colored bodies obviously oiled up to enhance the shine and definition of everything from the top of their shaved heads down to their bare feet... but most definitely the massive hardons jutting from their crotches. The towering brown pillars dwarfed either of the boys' own, the balls hanging below them looking more than a handful in their own right. Though both mens' motions were smooth and seemingly unhurried, they moved with an almost feline grace and were standing in front of the two boys before they knew it.

"Hey, wait, no wHGLK!" Riley tried to protest, trying to draw away before big hands grabbed the sides of his head and pulled him forward, pushing his darkened lips over the big brown head of the man's cock, and continuing to pull him forward. 

"No way am I gonna GRRRK!" Danny similarly attempted to refuse, before he too was grabbed by the sides of his head and pulled forward. He was unable to help rolling his eyes up to look at the man's face, at the ring of black goatee surrounding a smirk as that cock forced his mouth wider and wider open, relentlessly forcing itself into his throat and past his gag reflex with merciless strength.

"There's a use for your mouth, bitch, and it ain't talking," the man grunted, forcing his dick further and further down Danny's throat, the blonde boy's hands coming up to press futilely against the big, muscular hips as they got inexorably closer to his face.

The twins continued their slow push forward until their balls were resting against both teens' chins, the boys' throats bulged visibly with thick black dick. Faint, cock-muffled protests and pleas sounded as both squirmed and pushed futilely at the big men's hips, unable to do anything other than look up at their leering faces. At least until they pulled back suddenly, enough to let both boys gasp for a quick, shocked breath through their nose before thrusting back forward, and starting up a steady, smooth fucking motion. Riley continued to give low 'mmf!' noises, occasionally thumping his fist against the man's hip, tears from the repeated lack of air streaking down his cheeks and leaving streaks from his light application of mascara. Danny grunted and squirmed on the couch as he was throat-fucked, slender bare body twisting in the big man's grip.

"C'mon, you li'l goth slut, start using that tongue," the one pumping into Riley's mouth urged. "Saw you using it to suck your friend's balls, I wanna feel it too."

"Mmm, know you can swallow harder than that, blondie," the other added in his deep rumble of a voice. "Help me get it all the way down, c'mon now."

Gradually, as those cocks pumped down their throats, the fight began to go out of both boys, their squirming and bucking tapering off, their futile shoves against the relentless hips ceasing, until they were sitting leaned forward on the couch, both allowing their throats to be fucked by the massive black poles thrusting between their lips. At the one's repeated commands, Riley began gradually working his tongue over the underside of the thick brown cock, even rolling it and working his lips against it. Danny began swallowing as ordered, his throat squeezing around the girthy prick being stuffed down it, his gulps urging the man deeper and deeper until his lips were pressed around the very base of it, nose flattened against the shaved-smooth expanse of crotch. All the while the director moved here and there, filming their gradual submission to the studs using their mouths, despite their cocks still hanging limp between their spread legs.

After fucking the boys' mouths for almost a half hour, the twins both groaned in near-unison. They thrust forward, spilling the first gushes of massive loads right down the straight boys' throats, before quickly pulling out. Riley was left gasping as the thick, dark pole slipped from between his lips, his tongue left jutting out some as spurts of milky white fell over the pink of it, as well as splashing across his mascara-streaked face. Danny moaned lowly as most of the other twin's load was guided into his mouth, some of it spattered across his lips but most of it pooling across his tongue, before his reflexive gulping from before had him swallowing the big man's shots of cum repeatedly.

"Think we got 'em prepped up good," one man noted, flashing a wolfish grin at the other.

"Let's fuck the straight out of these skinny white boys," the other replied with a chuckle.

Though shock ran through both teens at that statement, the long, thorough facefucking had taken any will to resist out of them. Danny could only yelp as he was flipped over into his previous position of face-down on the couch, Riley yipping as he was shoved back, his hips grabbed and hauled so that his ass was over the edge of the couch, leaving him laying flat on his back on the cushion. Both cried out loudly as the tips of massive black cockheads were pressed against their already previously-fucked holes and, without hesitation, pushed forward, their puckers spreading much, much wider than before, even with only half the cockheads inside. But the twins were relentless, each of them continuing to push forward, sliding inch after inch of thick, dark dick into the boys.

"FUCK!" Danny yowled as six inches slid up his ass within seconds, with plenty more to go, his body writhing lightly against the leather of the couch.

"Jesus, it's so big," Riley whimpered, his legs resting against the big man's muscular chest as that girthy prick slid inside him, his body trembling as he gripped at the leather of the cushions. "Ffffuck it's so fucking big," he repeated, pressing his head back against the cushion, whimpering as his hips gave an uninentional buck at more and more of it sliding inside him, spreading him wider and wider, so much thicker and longer than Danny's dick had been inside of him, hotter too, as if he was burning up with it. 

The moment the twins went balls-deep, both boys gave a loud cry in almost perfect stereo, their cocks twitching lightly as their bodies trembled. The big men grabbed them by the waist, holding them in place as they started to fuck them in earnest, each thrust now bringing a twitch to the boys' own smaller, paler pricks. Riley continued writhing against the couch cushion, crying out repeatedly as he was fucked, feeling the strength of every thrust and every motion, the muscles rubbing against his legs, the hot throb of the huge cock in his ass. Gradually, his cries were growing higher and higher, much as Danny's voice was turning sweeter, his moans taking on an almost lyrical quality as the big man drove that thick cock into his ass.

"Yeah, lovin' it now, aren't you, goth bitch?" the big man rumbled, almost leonine eyes glinting as he drove Riley's back against the couch cushions, the slender, pale boy's prick now stiff, slender length rubbing against his flat belly and leaving a smear of pre from the way he was bent. "Lovin' that big black cock in your little white pussy, huh?"

"Ffffuck," Riley whimpered, teeth worrying his lower lip as his hips began bucking more regularly, the word coming out soft and feminine. "Ffffuck! Fuck, fuck, it's so good! It feels so good!" he admitted, his toes curling.

"Say it then, goth bitch, say it!" the big man urged, his thrusts growing stronger and faster, making the pale boy yowl louder.

"FUCK! It feels so good in my pussy!" Riley cried, arching his back, legs slipping down to wrap around the big man's middle, heels pressing against powerful brown buttocks. "Please, please, fuck my little white pussy with that big black cock!"

"Fuck me, fuck me please," Danny whimpered, rocking himself back against the other twin's thrusts, his own voice coming out in sweet, girlish tones. "Fuck my pussy, fuck me, I need your cum in my pussy, fuck me!" he pleaded, stiff prick wobbling beneath him as he shook his hips like a whore, in contrast to the almost innocent register his voice had settled into. He squealed out as the big man's hand came down on his ass in a spank, bucking forward against the couch before moaning and shaking his hips again, working the thick prick around inside his ass again. 

"Oh God, oh fuck, my pussy feels so good, fuck me, fuck me!" Riley begged, feeling the twin fucking him squeeze his waist, loom over him, making it clear who was the man and who was the woman with those alone, even without the hot cock throbbing deep in his ass. He looked up at the big man, purple eyes wanting, face wanton, lips parted in a near-constant plea for more.

"Oh, oh God, oh God," Danny whimpered, reduced to nothing more than the repeated gasp as the twin fucking him grabbed him by the hair, yanking his head back, the other hand gripping his waist when it wasn't smacking his ass to urge him to shake it and thrust back even more.

Again the twins came in near-perfect sync, practically roaring as they shoved forward deep into the boys' asses, Riley yowling without shame as cum flooded his ass, a few more words of lusty profanity escaping him, while Danny let out a girlish squeal, trembling daintily beneath the form of the gleaming, dark Adonis as the big man's prick throbbed and twitched inside him. Riley's cock spurted long streamers of cum all over his pale chest and belly, a thick spatter hitting one of his stiff pink nipples and smearing across it, while Danny's own load spattered against the front of the couch, milky dribbles oozing down the black leather.

Eventually, both big men stepped back, only barely softened cocks sliding out of the teens, leaving their holes gaping open some and gleaming with oil and cum. Without another word they turned and made their way through the door they'd come in through and closed it after themselves, leaving the sweaty, well-fucked bois slumped on the couch.

"Alright, girls," the director said, finally drawing his eye away from the viewfinder. "Dressing room's through there, once you've caught your breath go get cleaned up and dressed."

"Yessir," Dani said sweetly, gradually standing up.

"Mm, yeah, okay," Riley murmured in a low, sensual tone, stroking a few last drops of cum out of his cock and onto his belly.

After a few minutes both made their way into the small room beyond, which featured a decently-sized shower and dressing mirrors. Stepping into the shower, Dani turned it on before turning to Riley, both of them cooing softly as the coolish water hit their bodies, gradually warming with steam as they stepped in close, hands roaming over their sides and backs as their slender cocks rubbed together, sacks gently rubbing against one another's. Both bois giggled as they leaned in, kissing shamelessly, though Dani continued to blush adorably, ears pink as their tongues flitted together. Riley's warm purple eyes shifted upward slightly, before he giggled, gesturing with his head. Dani blinked, craning his neck up to look, blushing again as he spotted the only barely hidden camera... then giving a little yelp as Riley spread his asscheeks to show off his recently-fucked pucker for the camera. "Riley!" he squealed, slapping a hand lightly against the goth's shoulder... before giggling and leaning in to resume kissing him.

Once the two had jerked their cocks against each other to one more orgasm, with many a girlish and slutty moan in the steam of the shower, they stepped out and dried off, making their way over to the mirrors. Somehow neither was surprised to find a stack of clothing in front of the mirrors, as well as makeup kits and styrofoam heads bearing wigs. It would take awhile for their hair to really grow to properly girlish proportions, after all. Riley stepped into the deep, vibrant purple thong and hauled it up, the straps riding high on his hips and dipping between his buttocks helping give them a girlish look, save for the light bulge of his cock in front. Fishnet thigh-high stockings helped give a further girlish curve to his legs, before he stepped into and pulled up a black pleated skirt, fastening it in place. A black sports-bra type top that implied feminine curves without actually giving him any, and a long-sleeved black netting top that hung slightly off one shoulder, as well as fingerless shoulder-height gloves. He exchanged his skull earrings for glittery pink and purple gemstones, briefly sticking out his tongue in the mirror and thinking he really needed a tongue stud now... what better way to advertise he sucked cock, after all? Giggling softly, he went to work with the makeup, feeling free to apply purple eyeshadow and deep, black mascara heavily, giving himself vaguely Egyptian-style corner of the eye decorations, adding a bit of blush before selecting a lovely, almost metallic shade of purple lipstick and painting his lips. Sitting down, he made a mental note to paint his toenails later as well as he pulled on the girls' just-below-the-knee black boots and began lacing them up. Finishing and standing, he swept the long black wig with its blue streak in the forelocks onto his head and adjusted it, finding it adhered neatly in a way unlikely to come off anytime soon.

Dani wiggled his way into the clean white cotton panties sitting atop the stack, then added the matching plain white bra, despite its completely flat cups... still, the hint of it would help project girlishness, even if it wasn't visible, as well as reminding him he was a pussy-boy. He sat down to pull up the immaculate white thigh-highs before standing up and stepping into the pleated tartain skirt, wiggling it into place above his hips as he fastened it. Next on went the girls' white blouse, the top few buttons undone and the bottom pulled up and tied to bare his flat, slender midriff. Choosing makeup in subtle but cheery tones, gentle reds and pinks, he began applying it, features that had been handsome before quickly becoming adorable and pretty, the slenderness of his jaw and chin emphasized, the pink lipstick helping draw the eye to those soft, girlish lips. Once the long blonde wig was on and fitted into place, surprisingly natural looking and fitting, the last hints of masculinity disappeared, the Catholic schooltrap stepping into the pair of shiny girls' uniform shoes before holding out a hand, fingers splayed. "Riley, help me paint my nails, please?"

"M'kay," Riley replied, grinning wickedly as he plucked up a nice, bright shade of red polish, knowing the slightly too garish color would contrast against the slight innocence of the rest of Dani's appearance and give that faint 'whore' look, the glitter in Dani's hazel eyes showing that was exactly the right choice. "Just promise me that I'll get to see those fingers with your pretty painted nails wrapped around my cock later, okay?"

"Mm, my pretty painted lips too," Dani said in a sweet tone, smiling brightly as Riley took his hand and began applying the polish. He was still lightly blowing on the nails as the two of them made their way back out into the previous room, his walk having settled into a prim, girlish trot with just a slight roll of the hips to imply that not all was as innocent as it seemed. Riley seemed not to be bothering with any subtlety, moving with a slightly feminine swagger that screamed she was ready to be bent over at any moment. The director was sitting behind the desk, the camera hooked up to a laptop, the sounds of both boys squealing as they were fucked echoing from the speakers.

"Looking very nice, girls," the director said as he pushed his chair back from the desk, smirking as he leaned back in it and unzipped his fly. He fished out his cock, stroking it lightly with one hand, the other holding up his cell phone, a small light blinking to signal that it was recording. "Why don't you come over here and show me some appreciation for the new clothes?"

"Mmm, don't mind if I do," Riley cooed.

"Yessir!" Dani chirped happily.

Both made their way over, kneeling between the man's spread legs and eagerly leaning in, lips and tongues pressing to his shaft and starting to move up and down. It wasn't as big as the pair of huge cocoa-colored cocks that had fucked the masculinity out of them, but an addict didn't turn away a hit just because it wasn't a potential overdose. Riley unashamedly gazed up at the director's eyes where they were just visible over the rim of his glasses, fixed on them as he wantonly dragged his tongue up the length and flicked it repeatedly along the underside of the head. Dani's upturned hazel gaze and expression was almost shy, even as he suckled at the director's balls, pulling one into his mouth and working his tongue around it. Riley slid his mouth over the director's cock, bobbing up and down, leaving light smears of purple on it as he slid it into his throat effortlessly, any real hint of a gag reflex having been eliminated.

"Rileeeey, don't hog iiiit," Dani whined playfully, moving up as Riley lifted his mouth from the director's cock, Dani replacing it with his own, slowly sinking down while licking and tonguing it all the way, adding some pink smears to the metallic purple.

"Mmm, okay, but I want him to fuck my pussy first, alright?" Riley murmured, girl's voice blatantly slutty as he moved down to kiss the director's balls, occasionally raising his head to flick his tongue against Dani's throat near where it bulged with the man's prick.

Eventually the director nudged Dani up and off of him and stood. Grinning, Riley took that as his cue to scooch up to sit on the desk, leaning back on his hands as the director pushed up his skirt to grab his thong. The goth boi's stiff cock sprang free , smearing some pre against the inside of his skirt as the purple thong was pulled down and worked over one boot, left dangling around the ankle of the other. The director stepped in, using one hand to guide his spit-slick cock to Riley's pucker, then slowly pushing it in, the goth giving an eager moan.

"Mmmm, yeah," he groaned, putting one hand behind the director's neck while staying leaned back on the other, teeth lightly dragging across his purple-painted lower lip as he felt that thick cock pushing into his eager ass. He hissed in a breath between his teeth, purple eyes fixed on the director's face as he began thrusting, girl's voice throaty and demanding as he moaned, "Yeah, c'mon, fuck that pussy, fuck that pussy, you own it so fuck that pussy good and hard, nnnh!"

Dani moaned softly, running his hands gently along his bare belly, squirming in eagerness as he watched the director fuck Riley. When the older man held out his cellphone to him, Dani immediately hurried forward to take it, fixing the view of the cheaply-dressed man fucking the slender goth trap on his desk on the screen. He could feel his cock stiff against the cotton of his panties, dampness at the tip as his gaze wandered back and forth between the live view of Riley demanding to be fucked like a whore and being fucked like one, and the view of it on the phone's screen with the little 'Rec' in the corner.

"Nnnnh, nnh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me," Riley gasped, tossing his head, long black hair swaying over the edge of the desk. He gave a lusty cry as the director picked up the face, making the desk rock lightly beneath him. "Nnh-nnh-nnh-nnh-nnh-nnh yeeeaah FUCK!" he yowled as the director suddenly thrust forward hard, cock twitching and shuddering inside as it spurted a thick load of cum deep in the boi's tight little hole. "Ffffuck yes, cum in my pussy, use that fucking pussy as a cumdump, yeah..." he groaned, his own cock spurting cum against the inside of his skirt.

Once the director pulled back, Riley slid off the desk, smiling at the feel of cum dribbling from his ass and down his thighs. Accepting the cell phone from Dani, he stepped back to take in the image of the blonde leaning forward over the edge of the desk, glancing over her shoulder and batting her long lashes at the man. "I'm sorry, I'm such a bad girl," he cooed, wiggling his (barely) skirt-covered ass a bit. "Seeing that made me think a bunch of naughty things, and now I'm all excited."

"You do seem quite the naughty little slut," the director chuckled, flipping up the back of Dani's skirt to show the cotton hugging against his girlish ass, and stretched in front around his hardon, a slight damp spot at the tip showing where pre had soaked in. The director hauled the panties down around Dani's thighs, leaving them halfway down with his slender cock jutting forward. The director squeezed the blonde's ass a few times, kneading it slowly, cum-smeared cock dripping where it jutted from his pants. Dani squealed as he brought a hand down in a firm spank against one cheek, the blonde's stiff, slender  cock twitching. "Naughty girls get spanked."

"I'm sorry for being naughty, Daddy," Dani murmured, the undercurrent of his girlish voice carrying something that wasn't remorse at all. Which only seemed to be proved by the obvious pleasure in his yelp as the director's hand swatted his ass again, and again, Dani writhing against the desk, head leaned back with eyes closed and lips parted as he was spanked. "Nnnh, punish me, punish me Daddy, I'm a bad girl, I'm a naughty girl, I need to be punished, ah!"

By the time the director was done, Dani's ass was a dark pink color, his cock dribbling precum fairly steadily onto the cheap carpet of the floor. The director stepped in, guiding his cock to Dani's pucker, then steadily pushing in, Dani giving a sweet moan as he was filled. "Ohhhh God, Daddy, your cock's so big," he moaned as the director began pumping away, hands gripping the boi's waist, squeezing to emphasize the curve of his hips. Dani looked over his shoulder, hazel eyes hot with desire, lips lightly parted, an expression somehow both innocent and slutty on his face. "Please, please, fuck me Daddy, I know it's naughty but your cock feels so good in my pussy!"

Riley smirked, reaching below his skirt to stroke himself with one hand as he watched Dani plead for more like a perfect little Catholic schoolslut, making expressions like an ashamed angel while shaking his hips like a whore. It was probably only the fact that the director had cum so recently that let him hold out as long as he did, but it wasn't long before he was groaning and thrusting forward, balls pressing against Dani's as he poured his load deep into the boi's ass, Dani giving the most perfectly embarrassed-wanton moan as his cock twitched and shot long streamers of cum against the side of the desk.

While the director was pulling out of Dani, Riley stepped back into his panties and pulled them into place, feeling them getting lightly soaked with his cum in front and thoroughly soaked by the director's in back. Mm, he might want to change soon... but then, walking home with that as a reminder of what a slut he was worked too. Dani giggled a little as he pulled up his own panties, turning to peck the director on the cheek dutifully, the director smirking as he settled back into his chair and tucked himself away.

"Here's your wallets, by the way," he added, pulling open a drawer and tossing them onto the desk. "Helped myself to the cash. I'll call you up and you'll come over whenever I feel like fucking either of you or making another video. Bring me some more cash when you do."

"Yes, sir," both bois answered, bowing to him obediently.

"Alright, bored of you for now, so get out."

Both turned and made their way back out through the lobby, not loitering now that they'd been dismissed, making their way to stand on the streets. Dani hmmed, glancing in his wallet. "Well, the Director took our money, so we don't have bus or cab fare."

Riley shrugged nonchalantly. "We'll turn a few tricks along the way. Besides, we need new wardrobes now."

"Mm, you're right about that." Dani smiled brightly. "You always have the best ideas, Riley."

-End