Band of Brothers

Jeff, a 17-year old stud, was sobbing into his gag. I stroked his sweaty blond hair and watched his muscles flex as he tried in vain to escape his bonds. It was a huge turn-on looking at his taut, smooth body. My hand slid over his chest, tweaking his nipples and making them stand up. I noticed a slight swelling of his uncircumcised cock, a sure sign that despite his fear and pain, this boy was sexually aroused.

Then I turned to his brother Jeremy. The 19-year-old was taller and leaner than Jeff, but he still had a great body. Jeremy seemed to have accepted his fate, as he lie quietly on the table, watching me as I checked the straps that held him in place. His beautiful cock lay flat on his stomach, the uncut head reaching almost to his navel.

The elastrator bands were working their will on both brothers. It had been nearly an hour now since I had applied three bands around the base of each boy’s scrotum. Both sacks were a dark purple, as the blood inside was trapped, and new blood was prevented from entering.

I put my hand underneath Jeff’s scrotum, feeling the tightness of the skin. The two testicles were bulging against the sides of the sack, almost as if they were trying to escape their slow strangulation. I smiled as I noticed a definite drop in the warmth of Jeff’s scrotum since it was banded.

I decided that the green bands on Jeremy’s sack needed some adjustment. I pushed them closer to his body to make sure they were shutting off the blood supply. The boy grunted and twitched as he felt the change. I leaned over and kissed his cheek, and whispered in his ear. “It won’t be long now, love,” I said to him.

I switched off the light again and closed the door. I got a can of beer from the fridge and recalled the circumstances that led up to this moment.

Jeff and Jeremy were young hustlers who advertised their services in the pages of gay magazines. They were very popular, since besides their youthful good looks, they fulfilled a fantasy held by many gay men: having sex with two brothers at the same time.

When I arranged for them to visit me, my excitement was sky high. I wasn’t disappointed when they arrived and stripped off their clothes. I immediately dropped to my knees and began sucking Jeremy’s cock. His brother moved closer, so I was able to alternate between the two cocks. A few times I even got both cocks into my mouth at the same time.

As it turns out, both brothers loved to get fucked, which was great since I’m a top. I had Jeff on his back as I pounded away at his tight asshole. Jeremy was kneeling near Jeff’s head, his stiff cock just inches away from his brother’s face. Imagine my thrill when Jeff engulfed Jeremy’s dick in his mouth and began sucking it. In a few minutes I was shooting my cum up Jeff’s ass, while his brother was pumping his semen down his throat.

The brothers visited me at least once a week, sometimes more. As time went on, I became obsessed with Jeremy and Jeff. The idea that they were fucking other guys began to really bother me. I wanted them for my own. So I decided to take the steps that led to today.

After we had sex this day, I offered both boys a cold beer. They didn’t notice that I had spiked their drinks, and they both dozed off within a few minutes of finishing.

Another half hour passed before I returned to my bedroom. Their dark sacks were a contrast with the rest of their light bodies and hair. After closely inspecting both sacks, I told the boys what had happened. “Your balls are dead, my loves,” I said smiling. “You are both eunuchs now.”

Jeff sobbed even louder, while Jeremy looked at me with intense hate. I dropped my underpants and rubbed lube on my stiff cock before positioning it at Jeff’s hole. It’s always a thrill to be the first person to fuck a guy after he loses his balls.

I pulled out of Jeff’s ass before cumming, so that I could shoot my jizz inside his brother’s rectum. Jeremy tried to clamp his asshole shut so that I couldn’t penetrate him, but my dick would not be denied. Before long my balls were slapping against his butt cheeks as my semen pumped into his guts. Man, this was the hottest scene I had ever been in.

I decided that I had to preserve their balls, rather than let them dry up and fall off. I took a scalpel from my dresser drawer and sliced around the edges of both sacks. Before long, four identical testicles were dangling from their stalks, ready to be snipped off. Even though their balls were already dead, both boys shook as their testicles dropped into the glass jar filled with alcohol. Watching those four orbs floating in the liquid was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

You’d think that Jeff and Jeremy would get out of the hustling game, but you’d be wrong. As it turned out, demand for their services was greater than ever. Two beautiful brothers without balls – who could ask for more? So I guess I did them both a favor. Eventually, they even started showing up at my apartment when I called. I’d fuck Jeff while Jeremy sucked my balls from behind. I loved watching their limp dicks dangle over their shriveled, empty sacks as I got shot my cum into Jeff's tight ass.