The Power of Steph and Marcus

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The power of Steph – my new life

I’ve just graduated college. I’m a young man, of 6′ and 155 lbs. No job yet, so heading for a weekend event to decide if I’m joining the Red Cross for the next 6 months. 90 mile trip across the state, through farmland countryside, and then my old beater car breaks down.

My life up to this point had a wonderful, my parents have taken great care of me and my older sister. We have a nice suburban home, in the Bay Area. I played sports through high school, baseball, swimming and tennis. I most loved swimming, the swim team was super fun, and because both it included both girls and boys it was a great way to meet new friends. I met my long-standing girlfriend on the swim team. We both lost our virginity in our sophomore years together at an overnight swim tournament event… I’d say we fell in love. But now I was lost in what to do next, she was ready to take on the world. She essentially dumped me as she flew off to Japan for a major consulting role, her dream job. And she looked at me with a disappointed face (get your act together man) as she left for the airport 2 weeks ago.

So I’m on this long drive across the San Joaquin Valley, it’s hot, and I’m in the middle of no where and of course my old clunker car breaks down. It’s clear with all the steam coming out of the hood it must be the radiator. I pull over. Of course no cell coverage. Fuck. I’m dressed up for this event, in a nice linen suit, that is now sticking to me. I wore like colored boxers too, and I can see the whole outline of my dick. Shit, what a fucked day.

I was contemplating my life, wondering what to do next, as I had no idea how to fix the car, and then up drives a very old farm tractor driven by a blonde young farmer. He’s at least 6′ 3″ or more, just tall and lean, and he drives right up to me and my car. and then hops off safranbolu escort the tractor. He doesn’t say a word, and barely looks at me. He heads straight to the open hood of the car. He’s got a tattered pair of overalls barely covering his hairless body. Blonde man-bun holding golden long hair on top of his head, and tall boots. He just comes strutting right toward car, glances at me with tattered overalls to rescue me. He peers into the hood, then back at me. “Radiator hose is busted, no way you gonna find a replacement until Monday.”

“Shit, are you telling me there’s not way to replace this until Monday, I’m fucked. I need to be in Merced in an hour.”

He then looks back at me with a bit of a grin, and says. “well you can bunk with me, that’s my ranch right there.. I’m Steph, and he reaches out and grabs at my hand,” He points to what looks like a thousand acre ranch with a huge barn and a half dozen out buildings and a big farm house and water tower.

As Steph peered into the my hood of the car, He then looked up at me, as I was transfixed on his body, and says, “I got this!, I can pull your car down to the ranch and you can stay over.”

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What happened next was like a nightmare and a sexy dream, it went fast, super fast, and lasted forever.

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The overalls are torn, one strap broken, he wears no underwear, just blond pubs. All of him is visible for my eyes and pleasure – he’s silently quite aware of my ogling eyes. We drive as he holds me by my waist on tractor trailer journey- then drenching rain starts unloading from the sky, leaving all male parts beautifully visible including my bulging gym trained white boy physique. Arousing all around.

We are drenched, but the rain has stopped, as we pull into the ranch. He hops off, and drops sakarya escort his overalls onto the ground then hooks them on a line near an open shower. He starts the outdoors shower, 100% naked, full body display with overwhelming appendage demanding my attention. Then he looks at me, as to say it my shower turn. I drop all my clothes and he pulls me in. Then his huge hands to head to toe “clean me …Steph OMFG!! First time I’m wholly man handled- life changing forever – Starts with from sore shoulders massage, then lower hand job then climatic rim ending, and finally a deep insertion into a place I’d never experienced before. He’s slow at first, then deep, then I’m screaming, and then I cum, and then he plows deeper and delivers the first of hundreds more loads of Steph fuck just. I’m fucked forever. More is welcome please.

Meet twin brother Marcus as he struts out of the house. He’s matching in hugeness, 100% same at every man part in contrast to Steph – just a lot more aggressive. Over the next hours, days and weeks I learn holes never used before or enjoyed before. They eagerly welcome me as new guest. Insertion begins.

Post seed insertion and consumption – blissful sleep, then anointed without option as their persona fuck-toy slave. I’m now trained by my new masters to only wear an ankle chain. (Marcus and Steph. “Hey f-boy we’ll let you stay and enjoy our priceless seed, only if you serve …or else you small cuck!!” )

New life – cook, dishes, & get impaled… a lot. New diet of (a lot of) male protein. From Straight to cuck slave and f-toy conversion, and what seems like no time at all. But it’s been more than a week of being used as their personal fuck toy.

A New morning …Wake up strapped, now tattooed and branded) with 20x piercings (ears, nose, lip, nips, and ball sack). Apparently well used all night by more than the twins. Oozing all holes – puddles of juices. I lap it up in sexual confusion.

Repeat. Daily, and a lot. Insatiable twins. Breakfast penetration, doubles at lunch and long deep slow-mo plays post dinner. Til I’m flat out exhausted, filled and oozing with the ‘priceless’ twin seed. Wow with deep sexual pleasure.

On weekends I’m the house boy they pet as they invite a harem of local girls who are in love with these alpha males. I’m on cunt cleanup only with lots of sloppy seconds – a lot more than just the twins – girls enjoy my cleanup skills – but I’m still leashed. Not one but many til sunrise eating snatches.

Lots of protein. I’m losing weight, I’m even more ripped – looking wolf-like – scary.

3 weeks later, I’m super cut and sinuous 15 pounds leaner. Plus always draining male juice “the orifice oozer” – I never wear more than a leash, tats and piercings — like a crazed animal. I’m 100% converted sex slave. And wildly happy serving, servicing and being the receptacle of passion. Haven’t worn clothes for longer than i can remember.

Every Saturday night is for the girls – Steph and Marcus have a huge harem. I play sloppy seconds cleanup all night. I’m the house boy they all pet, and then I’m on cleanup only with lots of sloppy seconds. They also invite the other town guys, for Sunday football, so I get a lot more than just the twins – The girls enjoy my cleanup skills, they cum, I cum too, but I’m still leashed. All night, many clean-ups, countless until sunrise eating snatches. Lots of protein.

I’m losing weight, I’m even more ripped – looking wolf-like – scary.

Sunday. Sun bathe, shave the twins all over, then they deep throat and balls deep in their F-toy (me). I smile with an inner joy I’ve never felt. I love Sundays.

From puffy straight college boy to cuck-fuck slave toy, white boy buttoned down to fight club, tattooed pierced and branded satiated slave. I don’t know if or how this ever ends, or even if I want it to. They just own me, and I love being owned.

The power of Steve (Steph) and Marcus.

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