Broen

This story is a standalone story. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, slavery, bondage, physical and sexual abuse, incest, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged eighteen or older and consent to all actions taken.

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Broken by the Boys next Door

Prolog

Alex Ward smiled seeing the official-looking police style car parked in front of his neighbor's house. Those Buck twins would finally face some consequences for being arrogant pricks to him. As a single gay man, Alex would admit that the Buck twins Jaxon and Gunner had grown up into handsome young men that he would be attracted to if he met them under different circumstances, but he couldn't forgive them for all the pain and humiliation they had caused him.

Having made some smart investments early in life, Alex was proud of himself when he bought his own house while still in his twenties. But the arrogant Buck twins that lived next door tainted that joy. More than once, he caught the boys sneaking across his yard, peaking in his windows, hacking into his wifi, or otherwise acting like they could do whatever they want with Alex's property.

Complaints to Richard Buck the boys' father were useless as he was a weak man, that the boys walked all over or ignored. In frustration Alex had even attempted to call the police, but they told him there was nothing they would do until the boys turned eighteen. Thankfully, the boys went off to college when they finally did turn eighteen and Alex never had to involve the authorities.

But his year of peace ended that summer when the boys came home from their freshman year at college, and one day Alex found them skinny dipping in his pool. Alex had to hide the erection seeing the naked young men gave him as he shooed them out of his yard. Seeing his chance, Alex called Richard and told him point blank to get his boys under control or he would have them arrested for trespassing.

Much to his surprise Richard messaged him back the next day, saying he was able to use the threat of arrest to convince the boys to attend a scared straight program. According to Richard the Discipline Patrol or DP was comprised of ex law enforcement types that had built a replica of a real Jail outside of town to be their discipline facility. They would do mock arrests with young adults and make them spend a week in 'jail.' The idea was they would be so traumatized by the experience they would hesitate before breaking any laws in the future.

Alex never heard of DP and wasn't sure if it would work or not, but he was happy to see the Buck bastards finally facing some consequences. Of course, rite on queue, Richard wimped out again claiming he had to go on a work trip and couldn't be the boys on site parent or guardian that DP required. Alex scoffed, knowing the boys would be off the hook again when he got a surprise offer from Richard. "I can make you the guardian, then the boys would still have to go through with it."

Being self-employed, Alex could easily take the time, and it would be nice to see those little brats in orange jumpsuits behind bars, so he agreed.

Part 1

Alex crossed his legs as he sat in the rigid plastic chair watching Officer Franks, a short wide man covered in muscles and tattoos, wearing an official looking uniform, take the boys through the inmate intake process designed to mimic the real thing. So far Alex was not impressed by the detention facility, from the outside it looked like any other cheap isolated warehouse on the outskirts of town and Officer Franks was the only staff he had seen so far.

Still, he would not want to spend a week in the bare but solid jail cells that he walked past or have to endure the body cavity search and disinfecting hose down the boys were going through. Alex squirmed in his chair as the short blond twin Gunner bent over and coughed showing his smooth hairless teen ass and he had to get up and pace to hide the tent in his pants when Jaxon the taller black-haired twin was made to lather up with disinfecting soap as Franks sprayed his naked tight twink body with a hose.

Alex's plan to only be an observer and let the staff handle the boys lasted less than an hour before Franks called him over. "The boys here say they refuse to let me use the prison manacles, I can use force to put them on, if you, as their guardian, authorize it."

Jaxon spoke first, "Look Mr. Ward I am sorry we trespassed, but I think we learned our lesson let's stop this here and we all go home." Alex's anger at the boys was tempered by Jaxon's pretty face, his black hair shaved on the side in a skater boy haircut was still wet and dripping. The top half of his orange jumpsuit hung down at his waist still not zipped up, leaving his tight upper body, perky nipples, and hard six pack of abs on full display.

Alex almost fell for Jaxon's manipulation when he noticed Jaxon subtly flexing his pecs and realized the young man was purposefully trying to appeal to his lust to make him not think clearly. Shaking his head to clear it of the hypnotic effects of Jaxon's admittedly beautiful body, Alex spoke up, "I am sorry Jaxon and Gunner but if I let you off easy like your dad always does you will never learn." Keeping his eyes on Jaxon and Gunner in case they tried to resist Alex spoke to Franks behind him, "I authorize the use of force if they will not cooperate."

Alex expected the boys to curse at him or maybe even try and resist the much larger and stronger Officer Franks, but he did not expect the two boys to look at each other and smile relaxing their shoulders. "I told you he hates us too much, your seduction wasn't going to work, and he would try force," Gunner the shorter lighter blond twin said as Alex suddenly felt Franks grab him from behind.

Alex was no contest for the trained and muscle-bound Franks and soon he found himself kneeling on the ground, prison manacles circling his waist, his hands locked by metal cuffs at his hips and his ankles cuffed and connected by a short hobble chain. Jaxon waved Franks over and to Alex's amazement the thick powerful man knelt at Jaxon's feet.

"You did well boy he believed you were in charge, as a reward I will unlock your chastity cage tonight and allow you one proper orgasm before I put it back on, but not in front of our rather rude neighbor." Jaxon petted Franks's head like he was a pet and allowed the larger man to kiss his bare feet.

"Come boy let's get your collar back on and put you in more appropriate attire while Jaxon tells Alex all about his new reality," Gunner said leading the larger man away.

Alex struggled in the manacles but unlike the fake scared straight program they were real prison grade and would not break or give. No longer needing to keep up the ruse, Jaxon stepped out of the orange jumpsuit and hovered naked over Alex, water dripping from his hair landing on Alex's face kneeling below him. "Don't worry Mr. Ward, we won't let you off the hook and let you slip back to your old ways" he said mocking Alex's earlier words, "Gunner and I will keep you here for the full discipline and retraining program, that part is real, you were just mistaken on who it was for."

"My brother and I have judged you and found you guilty of being a prick. For your punishment we are stripping you of your free will and making you into our cock sucking faggot slave." When Jaxon saw Alex inhaling to protest, he kicked his wet bare foot into Alex's crotch and caught him by the neck before he fell over in pain. With one hand holding Alex by the neck as he struggled in the manacles, Jaxon used the other to push in on his cheeks opening his mouth like a fish and then spat into Alex's mouth.

"You are just my faggot now, you are no longer a free man you don't speak without permission," Jaxon spat again this time across Alex's face to emphasize his point, "Now I am going to fuck your bitch mouth hole. I know from reading your texts after your so-called grinder dates that you know how to suck cock so if I feel teeth or if I am not satisfied you will be punished." Without waiting Jaxon shoved his smooth hairless twink cock, which had been hardening ever since he watched his neighbor being locked in the manacles, into Alex's mouth while smearing his spit around his face with the free hand.

Jaxon grabbed the back of Alex's head and neck and started to thrust his hips slamming his cock roughly into Alex's throat. This was not a pleasure fuck or gentle cock sucking; this was raw aggressive domination of Alex to put him in his place. Jaxon knew from having broken his dad and Franks previously that you don't start slow, you need to shock your victim and keep them off balance until their mind breaks and they ultimately beg to worship you.

Alex gagged on the cock being shoved down his throat his mind reeling over the sudden changes of the last few minutes. His balls ached from the hard kick, and he still kept trying to reach up and touch Jaxon, not yet accepting the fact that his wrists would not leave his hips in the manacles. He didn't have time to contemplate how Jaxon had read his private texts before he was struggling with the surprisingly large cock attached to the tall thin effeminate Jaxon.

Trying to think clearly, he closed his eyes and imagined it was someone else. Yes, that was working. Alex had briefly dated some rough guys in the past, real nasty men who liked to throat rape him. He focused on that memory, even starting to swirl his tongue on the smooth shaft and compress his lips to pleasure the fictional face fucker in his mind. But then the cock suddenly stopped.

"Open your eyes faggot," Jaxon snarled while slapping his face. "You don't get to fantasize about past sluts. No, keep your eyes on my face! I want you to know who owns you, I want you to know it's me that is fucking your mouth and you can't do anything to stop me. You need to know the kid next door that you berated and yelled at all these years is in total control of you now. You are just starting to accept deep in your mind that I am your superior, your Master." The cock slammed back in, and Jaxon continued fucking Alex's mouth as their eyes locked on each other.

Despite the pain, humiliation, and helplessness, some dormant submissive streak in Alex was roaring awake and loving the treatment, causing his cock to throb and leak precum even as he knelt helpless in chains gagging on Jaxon's thick twink meat. He couldn't look away; he couldn't pretend this was anyone else. No, the bratty Buck twink from next door that he had resented for years was raping his throat and deep down he had to admit he was strongly aroused by it and desired more of the same treatment.

Jaxon unleased the first of what would be a lifetime of cum loads into his newest faggot slave's mouth and felt immortal and powerful. He loved holding that power over the older men. Grabbing a pair of prison sheers, he moved quickly to cut off all of Alex's clothing and then kicked him onto his side. "You will wait here until Gunner returns with your collar," he said before he unleashed a long smelly stream of piss onto Alex's naked curled up body and then left him alone in the intake room locking the door behind him.

Part 2

Gunner and Jaxon loved breaking in new slaves, breaking older men made them feel aroused and powerful. They had first learned with trial and error on Richard, their simp of a father, but now he was totally submissive to them. They kept him in a chastity cage and collar and made him work from home earning money that went directly to the boys. Through sheer domination and later with hypnosis tapes they had broken him down to the completely submissive slave he was today.

Franks had been harder; he was a security guard at their college and much stronger and younger then Richard had been. But he had a weakness for the younger pretty men which they exploited. He took longer to break but with cunning, black mail, and force of will they broke him down step by step until he was now their completely loyal slave who would obey any command they gave.

Alex would be their third and youngest, but they had an advantage with him they didn't have with the others. First, they had hacked his home network years earlier and had read every email and text he shared with his many failed romances and seen every porn he watched. Being students of psychology, they probably knew more about what Alex truly desired then he realized himself. Second thanks to Franks and Richard's income going to them, they had money now and time to prepare.

After being hosed down Alex was moved into a cell to spend his first night alone as a slave. The process of training a new slave was done in three steps. Jaxon had already done the first two steps, first he broke any lingering illusions that Alex had rites or choices by raping his mouth and making sure he knew he was unable to stop it. The experience was by design fast and hard to keep the brain off balance, so for the second part he left Alex alone but helpless and humiliated. This provided mandatory quiet time where Alex could only think about what just happened, process and accept it. The third part would happen in his cell overnight. And then the process would repeat.

When they were done, Alex would look the same to the outside world, but his mind would be totally reprogrammed to accept the truth that Jaxon and Gunner were his true Masters. Once his mind accepted them as infallible godlike beings, he would make any sacrifice and obey any command thinking it was the natural order of things.

Luckily for the hypersexual young twins the process was not all mental and they would use psychosexual power dynamics to accelerate the process and have some fun for themselves along the way. The boys even saw themselves as altruistic, as once they were done, Alex would truly enjoy their domination and get more joy out of serving them as his Masters' then he ever got from his previous life.

Alex was strapped down to a steel cot in the bare cell. His naked body was stretched out face up with his ankles chained to the foot of the cot and his arms pulled up overhead, tied to the steel headboard. Jaxon was at his feet as Gunner squatted down by his head, caressing his wet hair like he would a lover. "I know you don't accept it yet, but we are doing you a favor faggot." Alex was surprised when Gunner started to kiss him firmly, with passion his tongue probing into Alex's mouth. Alex's mind reeled at the change. After the rough treatment he almost didn't know what to do and reflexively started to kiss Gunner back enjoying his wet plump lips and noticing for the first time how pretty his blue eyes were. Alex's cock suddenly felt the warm lips of Jaxon sliding down his cock and groaned with pleasure into Gunners mouth as their lips locked in the embrace.

The two boys kissed, caressed, and sucked the helpless faggot until his body was on the verge of exploding before they stood back and stopped, leaving his mouth moist and cock throbbing but unsatisfied. Alex watched as Gunner pulled on the blindfold and whispered softly, "Not quite yet my sweet faggot, but you will know pleasure as our slave." Alex noticed their use of the words faggot and slave no longer sounded as grating to him as they had when Jaxon first used them and was thinking about that as Gunner strapped on headphones sinking Alex into a new world of limited sensations.

This was the third part of the process, after the first two steps cracked wide the wall that Alex thought was reality, the third step filled in the gap with what the boys wanted him to believe and accept. The message recorded with Gunner and Jaxon talking in soft hypnotic tones repeated on a loop throughout the night. The message told Alex the Jaxon and Gunner were his Masters, he should obey them, he should worship them. It reminded Alex he was only a faggot and slave he was not a real man and never had been. The person he knew as Alex Ward was just an illusion forced upon him by society, but now he was learning to be his true self.

Part 3

Unable to move, see, or hear its surroundings faggot lost track of time and fell asleep with the recording pumping into its mind. It awoke feeling something metal slide into it mouth. There was the clicking of a ratcheting device as the dental gag held its mouth open. Warm morning piss flowed into its mouth and faggot quickly swallowed to keep from drowning. It thinks this was the third or forth day of its captivity, but it was not sure anymore.

As the headphones and blindfold were removed faggot saw the glorious visage of his Master Jaxon standing over it holding his perfect cock. "Good morning, faggot, today is a big day for your training." Untied from the cot faggot now only wore the collar the boys had locked onto its neck. It no longer needed the manacles as it knew Master Jaxon and Master Gunner were superior and it would be pointless to resist them even if it wanted to.

Faggot's ass was still raw from the prior days whipping, but it bent over the bed as it had been instructed to do every day and awaited its morning discipline. Tears of pain and joy mixed and slid down its face as Jaxon granted it the gift of the morning spanking. Faggot's cock stood ramrod straight, pulsing again on the very edge of orgasmic bliss but again denied an orgasm as it had been since training begun. All of the days up to now followed the same routine for faggot. It would clean, mop, cook or do other domestic chores for its Masters around the mock prison built inside an old warehouse before suffering some disciplinary training, usually a whipping or electroshock treatments. This was always followed by time in solitary confinement then back to its cell each night to listen to the recordings.

But today was different, Jaxon led faggot to a new room with a large leather sling hanging in the middle. Faggot offered no resistance as Gunner joined them and the boys sat it down in the sling and secured its limbs to the four corners leaving it exposed and helpless as was its proper place. "Your progress has been impressive faggot and today we are going to finally claim you as ours slave, what do you have to say?"

Faggot paused to lets its slow slave mind catch up to the superior intelligence of its twink Masters. "Please Masters, this faggot is yours, it would be honored if you claimed it and will do anything you wish." There was no remnant of Alex left in its thoughts, it remembered the fiction that was Alex Ward but knew now that was just a sham and its only goal was to serve and praise its Masters.

The Buck boys smiled, knowing that faggot was being honest and begging to be theirs. They had both craved its ass all week but waited for this moment. Jaxon stood next to faggot's face and kissed its lips while softly pinching its nipples as Gunner started to slide slick lubed fingers into it, opening the slave's ass. "You will have your first and last orgasm as our slave today faggot, be thankful to us for granting you that gift." Faggot mumbled its thanks between kisses before Jaxon stood back and slid in the gag.

The rubber tip of the dildo on the inside of the gag tickled the back of faggot's throat and gave it something to bite down on as the padding muffled its moans. Gunner and Jaxon stood naked between faggot's legs, kissed each other. Faggot had tears of joy running down its happy face watching the twink Masters kiss while slicking up each other's cocks with lube. The two twinks turned to faggot and smiled as they pressed their hairless slick twink cocks together and simultaneously pushed them into faggot's waiting hungry ass.

Faggot moaned loudly as the cocks stretched it out and entered it. It chewed on the gag and tensed its muscles in the bonds, clenching its ass on the young Master's cocks trying to pleasure them more. Jaxon and Gunner were engaged in a deep passionate kiss with each other as their hips thrust in unison ramming into faggot's ass. As they felt their pleasure grow and felt faggot pulsing its ass muscles to please them they paused kissing each other to turn their attention onto their slave. Four slick hands ran up and down faggot's body playing with its balls, nipples, and slapping its ass and abs as the cocks kept up the relentless pounding.