Harry awoke, struggling to remember. A residual sense of urgency troubled him as his mind cleared. A chill breeze brushed across his face, and then, dreadfully, it all returned. Harry sat, restrained, facing the perverse scene. There were two forms, naked, on a twin bed. His younger son, nineteen-year-old Albus, lay just in front of him. His older son, twenty-five-year-old James, loomed over his brother. James took Albus's legs and lifted them up and back, bending his younger brother in half. He pushed Albus's knees down until they were pinned to the bed, just under Albus's armpits. His firm grip held the more petite boy in place, with his bare ass exposed. James's cock arched up from his fuzzy groin, hard with arousal, and hovered tantalizingly over Albus's pink pucker.
"He likes what he sees," the masked man said from behind Harry. The invader had his arm around his front, groping at Harry's crotch. Harry fumed, his wrists straining at the bonds. He was furious at this challenging position in which he had placed his family. His massive debts had come due, and he could not pay, so his masters had sent this fucked-up stranger into his home as punishment.
James had moved away years ago, and Albus had headed to a magical university this past fall. Harry was surprised to find himself rather lonely in his empty home. But winter break had just begun, Albus was back home, and James had come to visit for the week. With a whole heart, Harry was looking forward to spending some quality time with his sons.
But just as the little family was set down for the night, Harry heard a commotion coming from Albus's room. Harry saw that the window was open and the blinds were messed up. He poked his head in, only to find his two sons stripped down to their underwear and hogtied on Albus's bed. Harry glanced around the room, frantically trying to understand what was happening. His sons were writhing and mumbling urgently into their gags. Before reacting, a strong arm wrapped around his chest from behind, and he felt a wand press against his neck.
"The money was due yesterday, Harry," the stranger said. "I'm here to collect the collateral." Those were the last words Harry heard for a while. He heard someone say something similar to "stupefy," drifting off into unconsciousness.
And now, in his son's bedroom, the masked stranger was making the brothers engage in outrageous sexual behaviors, and Harry was forced to observe everything. This was Harry's punishment for defaulting on his debts.
The invader wore a silver opera mask that covered only the area around his eyes. Harry could make out what might be youthful features hidden behind premature aging and a five o'clock shadow. He could imagine that living the rough life of an underworld thug would be tough on both the spirit and body. Despite the man's lined face, Harry believed this stranger was no older than James's twenty-five years. His tight shirt and slacks showed that he was quite a bit more powerful than himself or his sons. Although the man cut a trim figure, the firm curves under his clothes spoke to a well-muscled individual. Harry knew that he and his boys would have no advantage in a physical confrontation.
"Keep going," the stranger called to the brothers.
"Dad?" James questioned, looking at his father with helpless worry in his eyes. He was poised in a position of lust, ready to pounce on his younger prey and grant sexual satisfaction to them both.
But this wasn't willing participation. He didn't want to fuck his little brother. The stranger had ordered them to do this heinous act, but James still hoped it was a ruse. Even then, as both brothers had been stripped naked and their bodies coerced into this repulsive arrangement, James still expected his dad to take control and save them all.
But Harry had no choice. "Do it," he said, defeated. The alternatives would be worse.
"But... Dad..." Albus protested weakly. "He's my brother..." Albus was smaller in the frame than his older brother. He looked so defenseless there, held tightly under James's power, who was, in turn, beholden to the stranger's wicked desires.
"You have to do it," Harry repeated. "You have to fuck your brother, James. Albus, you have to let James fuck you."
James turned back to Albus, his heart sinking. He gazed down into the frightened kid's face, then down between their long, slender bodies at the place where his hard cock rested along Albus's ass cheeks. He rubbed the underside of his cock along the floor of the forbidden cheeks a few times before pulling back, allowing his cock-head to drag down the cleft. Finally, the older brother's bulbous, swollen knob made direct contact with Albus's winking, rosy bud. His curved pole was already greased up at the stranger's insistence. Still, the copious precum that seemed to flow freely from his cock-slit might have provided enough lubrication. He wished he wasn't so hard and that he wasn't so horny, but the spell the man had used on them had gotten the boys worked up. Albus, too, was at full mast, his tool fully engorged and a red knob shiny with pre-cum. James's cock drooled another dollop of clear slickness onto his brother's asshole. Damn, James thought, I'm really about to fuck my little brother.
Harry watched, powerless to intervene, as James's slim, fit body flexed, adding pressure to the place of forbidden connection. Albus's more petite body jerked when James's cock-head slipped past his tight ring. His young face twisted into a mask of pain.
"Push out, Albus," the stranger suggested. "Push out when your brother pushes in. It'll make it so much easier on you. Isn't that right, Dad?"
"Yes, Albus. Listen to him." Harry was so ashamed at being forced to coach his sons on the proper techniques of anal intercourse.
James proceeded very carefully, ensuring that any pain that Albus would experience was reduced to mere discomfort. He didn't want to hurt his brother, but he had to keep pushing forward. Albus's body gripped James's cock so incredibly tight that he didn't know how he was going to work his entire shaft into his brother. After a moment, allowing Albus's hole to adjust, he lowered himself, sinking more of his cock inside. Inch by inch, the hot flesh hole stretched around his cock, accepting his stiffness.
Albus's head was swimming. He continued to push out as instructed, but that only allowed James's big rod to enter him more deeply. He didn't want that, but he figured it would be worse if he resisted. The searing heat he felt when James's helmet first slipped inside had faded. Opening himself up to the invading pole did seem to drastically reduce any further agony. He capitulated, giving up any hope that this would stop. Albus accepted his brother's cock into his body. God, James was so large. How could he possibly take it all inside? As that impossibly thick meat stabbed deeper, so slowly filling up Albus's channel, there was a strange, gratifying irritation that radiated from where the brothers were joined. The smallest embers of a new emotion, a new awareness, were ignited within Albus.
With Albus's skinny legs thrown up into the air, Harry watched James use his power to drive himself deeper. The masked man unzipped Harry's pants and pulled out his cock. Despite the sick act playing out in front of him, his dick was swelling, fatter, longer, and stiffer in the stranger's hand. The invader circled his thumb across Harry's cock-head, spreading the clear, slick droplet of pre-cum across the sensitive dome. Harry shivered at the man's manipulations. While getting jerked off, he continued to stare at his sons' interaction.
James fought to control his pace with his cock sinking into his little brother's hot, incredibly tight ass. His dick reacted positively to being enveloped by his brother's asshole, becoming stiffer than ever and gushing its fluid like a water hose. He was at least satisfied that Albus wasn't experiencing any pain. His little brother's face was fraught with worry and uncertainty as James's rod sank farther, but the pain of the body torment had vanished. He dragged his eyes down from Albus's face, down his lithe body, over his teen cock, long and thick, and finally to his hard rod, nearly complete in its task. Only an inch or so remained visible. James gazed at that hole, clamped so tightly around his cock.
"Almost there, Albus," James said to comfort Albus. What a nightmare. Proclaiming that his seven-inch cock had nearly completed its journey into his brother's ass was supposed to be comforting. Regardless of his reluctance, at last, with his dark pubes mashed into Albus's ass, James's lengthy erection was buried inside his little brother.
Albus's head was flung back, his eyes closed. His arms were stretched along his sides, hands braced to James's warm thighs. He was beyond full now.
His tight hole was stretched so incredibly tightly around James's huge cock. Their bodies were locked together. Letting out a breath through pursed lips, Albus turned his face back towards his big brother.
They stayed that way for a while, staring into each other's eyes, sharing this moment silently. James was in emotional agony. Of course, it was wrong that his dick was up inside his kid brother, but... hot damn... that tight, muscled channel gripping his boner was driving the older brother wild.
For Albus, having his boy tunnel stretched wide by his big brother's unique tool was amazing. He would never have dreamed of taking anyone's cock up his ass before today, especially not his own brother's, but now that the deed was done, he found himself questioning himself. There was a new burning desire waking Albus. The rubbing of James's cock-shaft across his inner walls had initiated an itch that Albus wanted to be scratched.
Though each brother was experiencing his different emotions and physical sensations, both shared the same gaze and the same trauma. They were genuinely united in body and spirit with a depth very few people could understand.
Barging into their thoughts, the stranger ordered, "Kiss."
James leaned in, keeping his dick fully embedded. More bare skin contact was achieved between their bodies, adding another layer to the swirl of confusing stimuli. The window was still open, and their warm bodies brought comfort in the frosty air. The brothers gazed at each other, unspoken mutual awareness passing between them. James closed the gap, brushing his lips to Albus's.
"More," the man said. The brothers shut their eyes, and James tilted his head and pressed closer, sealing his lips to Albus's. "Use your tongues," the masked man commanded. "Show Daddy your tongues, boys."
Each pair of lips parted, and James's tongue swiped into Albus's mouth. He explored his brother for a moment before closing his lips around Albus's and finishing the first kiss. Albus followed along as James repeated the action. Lips and tongues were soon engaged in a simple, sensual act. Wet sounds filled the space between them. They exchanged hot breaths through their open mouths, their slick tongues battling in their mouths. Experiencing this new level of intimacy caused the mental walls of resistance to collapse further.
"Yeah, that's great. Keep doing that," the masked man said with lust, tainting his voice.
While Harry viewed his sons making out lewdly, the intruder manipulated his cock. The man's hand-squeezed, then stroked upward, downward. Harry's slimy seepage aided the excellent feelings, allowing the stranger's hand to glide smoothly over his engorged cock. Harry curtailed his natural reactions to this unwanted erotic provocation, although his will faltered.
The man was leaning in, ogling the bed scene with great lechery. "Start fucking," he ordered.
While maintaining his oral contact with Albus, James raised his hips, drawing his cock outward. The older brother tried to keep it slow, withdrawing then inserting his cock into little Albus's hole with deliberation. Albus felt himself becoming empty, filling up when James pushed back in.
"Fuck yeah, that's it. Keep it up, boys." The stranger licked his lips and watched for a moment before turning back to Harry. He cupped Harry's balls while his other hand moved under his shirt. "You're a fuckin' prize, Dad," the man taunted. He continued groping at Harry's taut, fit body, and Harry had trouble maintaining his defiance. The man pulled out a knife, clicked it open, and brought it to Harry's chest. A spike of fear rose within him, but the invader laughed wildly.
"Calm the fuck down," he said, then used the blade to slice open Harry's shirt. He tore the shreds away, leaving Harry bare-chested.
James continued his fucking, ignoring anything else in the room. His little brother's ass-tunnel was clenched on his long, hard cock as he fucked inward, then back. The feeling was impossible to ignore, and James found himself contending with conflicting emotions. His mind was repelled at these actions that he was forced to commit. Still, his body responded enthusiastically to the sexual stimulation. Juggling all this was difficult, and James was slipping. He pressed harder to Albus's lips, furiously making out with his kid brother.
Albus uttered his vocal, guttural reactions as James used his cock like a piston into his asshole. The thick, stiff organ was grinding into his guts, which stirred up a foreign response inside the boy. His young mind was in disarray, an unresolved spiral of urgency, passion, and disgust. The burning itch deep within his hole was caused and sated by his big brother's big cock.
"All right, that's great. Now, James, you lay down."
James stopped his pumping motions, and the boys pulled apart. James watched Albus's hole stretch around his shaft as he retreated. His cock finally popped free, bouncing upward. Albus's legs dropped down, and the boy dragged a forearm across his face, wiping away the saliva. He scooted over and sat up as James lay down on his back.
Both brothers were relieved at their uncoupling but were also surprised by a tinge of unexpected sadness. They had formed a strange bond within this devilish treatment, and each now longed for that bond to grow.
"I want the kid to sit on it," the man prompted.
Albus tentatively swung a leg over his brother's waist but didn't know what to do next. James held up his rod, brushing the fat head through his brother's cheeks until he located the boy's hole. He pushed his hips up until his knob lodged itself past Albus's tight ring. James held Albus's skinny waist and pulled him down onto his cock. Albus felt his big brother's member once again filling up his tiny hole. James's cock felt enormous to Albus. He dropped forward, resting his head on James's shoulder, overcome with the intense sensation.
James bent his legs up to accommodate Albus's collapse, searching for the best angle to fuck his meat into the boy. He continued his insertion until his cock was fully implanted into Albus's ass.
"Keep kissing," the masked man ordered.
Albus lifted his head, his eyes groggy with confused pleasure and reluctance. James pumped his mass into poor Albus as the teen whimpered into his mouth. Albus didn't seem to have the mind to actively kiss James, just hovering above his older brother, their lips grazing. James took control, tilting his head and pressing forward. He held the back of Albus's head as his tongue engaged with the boy's.
"Mmm, yeah, that's nice," the stranger said. Harry followed along, noting each lick and suck off their tongues with distaste. He noted each fuck of James's cock into Albus's ass. He didn't know what to do other than stare at his boys' interlocked bodies. However, the intruder tried his best to split Harry's attention. He had his hands slick with pre-cum, working expertly over his hard cock. Fingers dung into Harry's pants, down beyond his balls, clawing at his hole.
The stranger's probing digits sent shockwaves through Harry's body. He did this to Harry all while keeping one eye on the brothers.
"Little one, put your hands behind your head. Show Daddy that sweet little body."
Albus disengaged from James's mouth and sat up straight, lacing his fingers behind his head. He looked over at his dad and the stranger apprehensively. His boner stood up attentively from his groin. As he raised and lowered his body onto James's mast, his cock waved stiffly up and down, almost comically. His tiny, pink nipples were erect in the coolness of the room.
"Look how hard your baby boy is," the tormentor sneered. "Just like Daddy."
James's hands moved up and down his slim brother's sides as the kid rode on his cock.
James pushed up into the kid as Albus lowered himself onto big brother's cock. Of course, he couldn't ignore Albus's stiff pole jutting out right before his face. One hand enclosed Albus's erection. The boy was so vulnerable, but he soldiered on.
"Okay, little one, now get on your hands and knees," the stranger instructed. Albus slipped himself upward, feeling James dragged out of his tight anal grip. When free, he moved to the side and dropped his upper body down so his elbows rested on the bed.
The stranger seemed to be enjoying himself. "Get behind him, big bro." James moved into position, kneeling just behind Albus's butt.
"Grab his ass," the stranger ordered. James placed his hands on Albus's buns, letting them fill his palms.
"Spread 'em apart." James parted his kid brother's cheeks and spied the tiny bud hidden inside. He was surprised that such a small thing could take his curved flagpole, but it had. Repeatedly. And there it was, just as small as before it had been fucked.
"Yeah, take a look at your brother's hole. Hey, Daddy. James likes the little man's hole, huh? Are you pleased with your boys, dad?"
James felt he knew where this was going, looking down at his arched cock, hard as ever, inches away from Albus's abused hole. But he was wrong.
"Bend over and eat it," the man ordered, maliciously laughing.
Shocked at the new order, James moved back a bit, then leaned in, bringing his face close. Sticking his dick into Albus's ass was one thing, but putting his face there? His mouth? Then he felt ashamed. For James, it was easier the other way, fucking Albus's hole. But for poor Albus, what a relief it must have been without a big cock up his ass. So James forced himself to think of this as a boon for Albus.
"Lick it!"
James stuck his tongue out and drew it on the floor of Albus's valley. He did it again, trying to avoid the deeper trench home to Albus's tiny button. After all, would the man know?
"Just the hole now."
So much for that tactic. James pulled out for a moment to survey the land. Then he moved his tongue back in, right at the puckered spot. He wiggled his tongue around his little brother's asshole.
"Kiss it," the man said.
James puckered and kissed Albus's hole. He alternated tonguing and kissing, eventually finding a rhythm. This was like making out, but with an asshole instead of a mouth. It was not nearly as foul as he had expected. Albus was a clean boy and soon found that his brother was pushing back onto his tongue.
In a day of firsts, Albus found that each new task was a mixture of embarrassing humiliation and bewildering pleasure. This ass-eating was no different. He couldn't stop himself from wanting it. He was almost ready to call out to James for more. He wasn't sure if his cock was hard because of the boner pills the stranger gave them or because he was turned on by this. He almost lost his mind when James's stiffened tongue stabbed its way past his anal ring into his rectum. Feeling the hot breath and the slimy, squirming muscle in his secret, a sensitive spot made Albus moan.
