I opened my bedroom door and turned on the light. The two brothers were where I had left them. Which is not surprising, since I left them tied naked to a table with straps and handcuffs.
Jeff, a 17 year old stud, was sobbing into his gag. I stroked his sweat-soaked blond hair and watched his muscles contract as he tried in vain to free himself from his bonds. It was extremely arousing to see her smooth and taut body. My hand slid down his chest, pinching his nipples and making them erect. I noticed a slight swelling on his uncircumcised penis, a clear sign that despite his fear and pain, this boy was sexually aroused.

Then I turned to his brother Jeremy. This 19 year old was taller and slimmer than Jeff, but he still had a great body. Jeremy seemed to have accepted his fate, lying quietly on the table, watching me as I checked the straps holding him in place. His magnificent penis lay flat on his stomach, the uncircumcised glans almost reaching his navel.

The elastic bands were having an effect on the two brothers. It had been almost an hour since I had applied three strips to the base of each boy's scrotum. Both bags were dark purple, because the blood was trapped and new blood could not enter them.

I slipped my hand under Jeff's scrotum, feeling the skin tighten. Both testicles swelled against the walls of the sac, as if trying to escape their slow strangulation. I smiled as I noticed a marked decrease in heat in Jeff's scrotum since he was hard-on.

I decided the green stripes on Jeremy's bag needed adjusting. I moved them closer to his body to make sure they were cutting off the blood supply. The boy groaned and shook as he felt the change. I leaned over, kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear, “It won't be long, my love,” I said.

I turned off the light and closed the door. I grabbed a can of beer from the fridge and remembered the circumstances that had led to this moment.

Jeff and Jeremy were young prostitutes who advertised their services in gay magazines. They were very popular, because in addition to their youthful beauty, they fulfilled a fantasy common to many gay men: having sex with two brothers at the same time.

When I arranged for their visit, I was over the moon with excitement. I was not disappointed when they arrived and took off their clothes. I immediately got on my knees and started sucking Jeremy's cock. His brother moved closer, allowing me to alternate between the two cocks. I even happened to put them in my mouth at the same time.

Turns out both brothers loved getting fucked, which was great since I'm active. I had Jeff on his back and I was pounding his tight ass. Jeremy was kneeling next to Jeff's head, his stiff cock just inches from his brother's face. Imagine my excitement when Jeff engulfed Jeremy's cock in his mouth and started sucking it. A few minutes later, I was cumming in Jeff's ass, while his brother shot his cum down his throat.

The brothers came to see me at least once a week, sometimes more. Over time, I became obsessed with Jeremy and Jeff. The idea that they were sleeping with other guys started to bother me. I wanted them for myself. So I decided to follow the steps that led me to today.

After making love that day, I offered both boys a cold beer. They didn't notice that I had drugged their drinks and they fell asleep within minutes of finishing.

Half an hour later, I returned to my room. Their dark bags contrasted with the rest of their bodies and their light hair. After carefully examining both bags, I told the boys what had happened. “Your balls are dead, my loves,” I said, smiling. “You are both eunuchs now. »

Jeff sobbed even harder, while Jeremy looked at me with intense hatred. I pulled down my briefs and coated my stiff cock in lube before positioning it in Jeff's hole. It's always a pleasure to be the first to fuck a guy after he's lost his balls.

I pulled out of Jeff's ass before I came, so I could squirt into his brother's rectum. Jeremy tried to squeeze his ass so I couldn't penetrate him, but my cock wouldn't let go. Soon my balls were slapping against her ass as my cum spurted into her insides. Damn, that was the hottest scene I've ever seen.

I decided we needed to preserve their testicles, rather than letting them dry out and fall off. I took a scalpel from my dresser drawer and cut the edges of both bags. Soon, four identical testicles were hanging from their shafts, ready to be ripped out. Even though their testicles were already dead, both boys trembled as they saw them fall into the glass jar filled with alcohol. Seeing those four orbs floating in the liquid was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

You would think that Jeff and Jeremy would give up the trafficking business, but that wasn't true. Ultimately, the demand for their services was greater than ever. Two handsome brothers without balls – what more could you ask for? So I did them a favor. Eventually, they even started showing up at my house when I called. I fucked Jeff while Jeremy sucked my balls from behind. I loved watching their limp cocks dangle above their withered, empty tits as I got cum in Jeff's tight ass.