Here's the next short story taking place within "A Stepbrother's Sub" (https://tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=9460).
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Enjoy!
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TROUBLESOME TWINS IN TIMEOUT PART I
PART I
Connor
Ryan
Mike
Sam
Connor and Ryan cried out as Jake and Xavier carried Bobby and Joe upstairs, looking back at Mike and Sam when the basement door shut. The two muscular guys had gotten up and started moving Ryan towards the wall, his back facing it.
“Let’s get your stinky ass out of the way so we can game,” Sam said. Ryan cried out, trying to shake off the smelly shoe taped to his face, when Sam punched him in the balls.
“Shut the fuck up!” he yelled as Ryan grunted and leaned over. He started to untie Ryan’s feet from the chair, while Mike grabbed another chair and placed it in front of Ryan. He then dragged Connor over and undid the hogtie; once Connor’s legs were free, he made him sit on the chair and started to untie Connor’s wrists. When Connor started to struggle, Mike roughly grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.
“Don’t fucking move or you’ll regret it, got it?” Mike said. Connor nodded, and Mike continued untying his hands and retied them behind his head like his brother, leaving his armpits exposed. Mike laughed and turned away as his face went by them.
“Fuck! He smells just as bad his brother, maybe even worse!” Mike laughed, making Connor look away in embarrassment. Mike and Sam then pulled their legs out, crossing them and letting their feet rest by each other’s face. The twins immediately groaned and cried out, their noses being overwhelmed by the rank musty odor, but their captors ignored them. Mike then grabbed Connor’s hair as Sam pulled Ryan’s feet up until they were planted on his brother’s face. Ryan tried to pull his feet away, but was punched in the balls again by Sam, who then secured Ryan’s feet with duct tape. Sam undid the tape keeping the smelly sneaker over Ryan’s nose, throwing the sneaker to the floor and pulling Connor’s feet onto Ryan’s face while Mike grabbed the tape and wrapped it around the feet and head. Mike and Sam stepped back as the twins struggled against their bonds, pulling their feet and shaking each other’s heads since they were secured together tightly, with only muffled cries and groans coming from beneath the feet and tight gags.
“Haha there ya go, guys! Now you can enjoy each other’s rank foot smell! Maybe this’ll teach you guys to work on your hygiene,” Sam said as he checked the tape on the twins’ feet. He turned around to check on Mike, who was setting up the game console, and turned back at Ryan, who barely caught a glimpse of Sam smirking back at him. He then stuck his face into Ryan’s left armpit and took deep long sniffs. Ryan grunted, but Sam pressed Connor’s feet down hard on his face.
“Ssshhh, lemme enjoy your manstink,” he whispered, “Fuck dude, you’re so nasty! It’s so fucking hot.”
Ryan kept struggling, his moans getting louder and louder until Mike finally turned around to tell him off.
“Sam, what the hell are you doing?” Mike said, looking annoyed at his friend. Sam turned around, smiling as he shrugged.
“Dude, you know I love smelly armpits! And these guys has the worst-smelling, or I guess best-smelling pits, that I’ve ever gotten to enjoy. It’d be such a waste to leave their pits untouched.”
Mike rolled his eyes as Sam put his face back into Ryan’s armpit, taking a few more deep sniffs before he started to lick. Ryan started to giggle and grunt, which only encouraged Sam even more. He kept licking while he reached over and tickled Ryan’s other armpit, making him cry out and squirm against his bonds. Sam continued to tickle and dig his face in Ryan’s armpits until Ryan was in tears, with muffled pleas for mercy coming from beneath Connor’s feet.
“Do you want me to stop?” Sam teased as he tickled his captive.
“MMPHH!!!” Ryan cried out.
“Okay,” Sam said as he grabbed Ryan’s shirt and used it to wipe the sweat and stink of his own armpits, “I’ll leave you alone if I get to keep this.”
Ryan nodded, crying out for Sam to leave him alone. The muscled jock ruffled his hair and then moved on to Connor. He dug his face into Connor’s left armpit, sniffing deeply and moaning, while the bound and gagged jock whimpered softly. Sam started to tickle his other armpit, and while he giggled, it wasn’t at the magnitude of his brother.
“Aww not so ticklish? Too bad…how about these?” Sam said as he pinched Connor’s nipple, making him cry out. Sam smirked as he continued to torment Connor, whose muffled pleas went ignored. Eventually, Sam relented, grabbing Connor’s shirt, wiping his armpits as well, and throwing it with Ryan’s sweaty shirt. He then went over to the couch where Mike was sitting, grabbing a controller and joining in on the game his friend had set up. The brothers sat there for about 30 or so minutes, moaning and crying out as they continued to unwillingly smell each other’s feet, until they heard the basement door open and the sound of someone coming downstairs. When his shoes hit the basement floor, they heard Jake laugh.
Jake
“Fuck guys, what’d you do to them?!” he said, looking up close at Ryan’s covered face. He pressed Connor’s sweaty toes down on Ryan’s face, making him cry out and squirm against his bonds.
“We wanted to play a bit and they were in the way. And since they made such a fuss about their feet, we figured they deserved some one-on-one time with each other’s feet,” Mike said, him and Sam not looking away from the TV. Jake smiled as Ryan kept struggling and moaning under his brother’s feet, lightly brushing the jock’s armpits and making him squirm even more. He eventually joined his friends at the couch as they continued playing, looking over every so often and mocking the twins……
Looking forward to what is to unfold next...
Liking that someone else now enters the picture
