The Brats from Nextdoor

The Brats from Nextdoor

By: Spectrotica247

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Summary:

19-year-old Jaden Wilson's peaceful time in his backyard garden was ruined once again by the Boebert brothers, a group of four Southern-accent boys who enjoy bullying and degrading him with his secret that he doesn't want the world to know about: his sexual attraction to young boys.

Chapter Three - "Surrender and Submit"

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Mitchell's grip on Jaden's hair loosened slightly, his chest heaving with each breathy laugh that filled the room. "Attaboy," he grinned wickedly. "Now, unbuckle mah belt 'n show us what a good little bitch ya are."

Jaden's hands moved of their own accord, fumbling with the thick leather belt that held the other boy's pants in place. The buckle clanked open and he slowly pulled the strap from the pants loops with an ominous hiss, feeling the heavy weight of his fate settle onto his shoulders. His fingers ghosted over the button and zipper of Mitchell's tight jeans, and with a tremulous breath, he managed to pull the denim down, revealing the white boxers beneath, concealing the unyielding bulk of a monstrous cock that awaited him.

In that brief moment, Jaden paused, lost in his thoughts filled with confusion and self-loathing. What have I become? I should be arrested for this. he thought to himself, staring at the taut material that contained Mitchell's arousal.

Mitchell's smug expression began to waver, his patience wearing as thin as the fabric of his boxers. "Well, what're ya waitin' for!?" he barked, the veins in his neck bulging. "Pull down mah boxers, boy. We know ya want it."

Jaden's hand quickly made contact with the waistband of Mitchell's boxers, not wanting to piss the boy off, and with a final burst of courage, he tugged them down, revealing the monstrous cock that had been taunting him through the fabric. The moment the boxers hit the floor, the 14-year-old's swollen member sprang free, knocking Jaden off his knees with a force that sent him sprawling on the ground. The pre-cum shot forth like a geyser, arcing through the air and landing in a hot, sticky splatter across his face. The twins' snickers grew into full-blown laughter as they watched the biracial teen's shocked expression, their own cocks painfully throbbing in their jeans.

Nestled in a nest of soft brown curls, Mitchell's cock was a monster, thick and veiny, much too big for a 14-year-old. Jaden's mouth was instantly dry as he looked. He was struck hard by the smell, which was musky and unpleasant from neglect. The pre-cum was dripping from the meatus opening like a leaking faucet.

Jaden stared up at it with disbelief and unwelcome arousal. Holy fuck, He thought to himself. How can it be possible for a motherfucking kid like him who's five years younger than me to be able to pack a monster this damn huge, surpassing the average size of an adult?

"Now that's a real cock-hungry faggot," Ethan chuckled, his own hand snaking down to give his own erection a squeeze. "How does it feel to finally git what ya want?"

Jaden furrowed his eyebrows, mad as hell, as he wiped the sticky fluid from his face. "No!" he angrily retorted, glaring at the towering erection above him. "This isn't what I want," But the lie tasted bitter on his tongue.

Mitchell teasingly sways his pre-cum-covered cock back and forth in front of Jaden's face, letting out a low chuckle. "Yer lyin', Jaden," he drawled in his heavy Southern accent, allowing another bead of pre-cum to form and fall, landing on the young artist's cheek like a warm raindrop. "It ain't gonna work anymore. We all know ya love it, cuz yer a pedophile. Can't hide those hungry eyes. This is what ya want. To have mah big ol' cock down ya throat, stretchin' ya wide."

The eldest Boebert boy bucks his hips forward with his hands on his hips, his swollen cock head mere inches from Jaden's tightly closed mouth. "Start lickin' own that shit," he growled, the command laced with a hint of glee. "Or should I tell Cameron to upload ow-wah lil' video to the internet? Picture how quick everybody in town would know what a doggone cock slut ya are fo-wah a young boy's cock."

The biracial teen knew the threat ain't no lie: his dark secret being broadcasted for all in their small Kentucky community to see. He wanted NONE of that.

Fuck you, Mitchell! He mentally growled as he reluctantly parted his lips and stuck out his tongue, the salty-sweetness of Mitchell's pre-cum coating it as he swiped the bead into his mouth. He closed his eyes, the sweet and sour taste of the 14-year-old's essence dancing on his tongue.

The twins, Ethan and Evan, couldn't contain their snickers any longer. They burst out laughing with pure, unbridled malice. "Oh shit, he's really doin' it!" Evan cackled, slapping a hand over his mouth to stifle the sound.

They then looked at the curly-haired young man's exposed small penis was throbbing like a sore thumb, craving for anyone to give it the same attention he was giving Mitchell's. "Look at that pathetic little pecker," Cameron cackled with contempt, chewing on the pizza crust. "What a fuckin' disgrace of a man ya are. A disgustin' cock-cravin' degenerate."

Mitchell's smug remained plastered on his sexy yet arrogant face, watching his biracial neighbor's defeat play out, his own cock swelling with the power he wielded over the older boy. "Wow, ya've gotten so hard from tasting mah cum, huh ya whore? Ya're really that much of a wussy faggot who's into little boys."

"I'M NOT A WHORE!" Jaden snapped suddenly, making the four Caucasian boys jump a little. "I still like GIRLS!"

His words were a desperate attempt to cling to a shred of his shattered dignity, a declaration of his heterosexuality that was as futile as it was earnest. But the lie felt thick in his mouth, a feeble defense against the truth that seemed to pulse with every beat of his traitorous heart.

Mitchell looked at him with a typical arrogant look, "Are ya just sayin' that to save face, Jaden? Cuz we've got all the evidence we need that ya're into little boys with big dicks. Ya caint hide from it no mo', boy. Yer desires are as clear as day. And even if ya do have a girlfriend, I doubt ya know how to treat her like we treat ow-wah hot bitches. That little pecker of yers is too small to dominate anyone. And it's even more sad that a grown man lak ya is outclassed by kids like us."

The mention of 'girlfriend' brought back a flood of painful memories for Jaden. The look of disappointment and disgust on Naomi's face when she saw his naked body for the first time, the way she'd laughed and called him "small" before storming out, leaving him feeling like less of a man than ever before. The echoes of her cruelty resonated in Mitchell's taunts, each syllable a dagger in his soul. The Boebert brothers had hit a nerve, uncovered the raw, unhealed wound of his own inadequacy. And as much as he hated to admit it, the sight of Mitchell's thick, pulsing erection made him feel even smaller, more insignificant than ever.

The 14-year-old then steps back, gesturing to Ethan and Evan. "C'mon, ya two. Show him what y'all think of his pitiful little cock," he said.

The twins stepped forward eagerly and leaned over Jaden. They began to spit on his cock, the saliva dripping from their lips to land on the shaft with wet smacks.

"Ya lake tastin' ow-wah big brother's juices, don't 'cha?" Ethan gave him a merciless grin. "It's the taste of yer own downfall."

Evan chimed in, "Maybe ya should thank us for helpin' ya out. Consider us helpin' ya find yer true callin'."

The 13-year-old blonde twins continued to spit on Jaden's cock out of pure spite, their saliva combining with his pre-cum in a disgusting display of dominance. It was as if they were chewing on tobacco, their spittle flying with the same ease and frequency as they'd chew and spit in their backyard. While so, they were calling him every cruel, dehumanizing name they could think of.

"Fuckin' cock-whore," Ethan spat.

"Little boy-cravin' bitch," Evan added with a snicker.

Mitchell retains his focus on Jaden's humiliation with a sadistic smile with the satisfaction of a cat playing with a trapped mouse, his hand absently playing with his outie bellybutton, as if the act of mockery was as natural as breathing to him. He drawled, "Now that's what I call a good neighbor, takin' one for the team."

"Please," Jaden whispered, the word a barely audible breath that seemed to hang in the air. "Please..."

"Please what?" Mitchell asked, his voice filled with mockery. "Please keep spittin' on ya?"

Jaden hated making himself look weak in front of his underage bullies. "No," he shook his head, trying to regain some semblance of control. "Just... stop."

"Heh, looks like the little cock slut's beggin' for mercy," Ethan turned to his oldest brother, pointing his thumb at their surrendered victim.

"Mercy?" Mitchell scoffed, looking down at Jaden. "Ya think ya deserve mercy after we'd just found out what ya did? Nah, ya're gonna pay for it all right." He returns his attention to the twins, nodding towards Jaden's erect cock, which is glistening with their saliva. "Keep spittin', boys," he instructed them, not an ounce of remorse in his voice that's so cold and hard as the steel of a gun barrel.

The twins obeyed with glee, and just like that, more droplets of their nasty saliva continued to fall, a relentless assault on Jaden's senses that seemed to break (and build) him in their twisted game.

The youngest of the four meanwhile watches the obscene show play in front of him as he took a bite of the stolen pizza, chewing thoughtfully as he watched the scene unfold before him. A devilish glint entered his eyes as he swallowed his mouthful, a plan forming in the recesses of his cunning mind.

"Hey, can I play too?" he asked with a sly smile, holding up his slice as if it were a trophy. "I wanna see if I can hit that tiny pecker of his from he-yah."

The other brothers chuckled, amused by Cameron's audacity. "Go ahead, lil' bro," Mitchell said, stepping aside to give him a clear shot.

Cameron leaned back on the desk chair and took a moment to snort in the depths of his nostrils, amassing a healthy glob of mucus in his mouth from his nose. The bubble of spit at the back of his tongue grew larger and more grotesque until it was the size of a marble. In one swift motion, he launched the vile spit-wad with the precision of a seasoned baseball pitcher, the slimy blob of phlegm and saliva arching through the air like a projectile, just like how he did with Jaden's prized marigolds earlier.

But instead of landing on Jaden's cock like the brothers thought, it instead splattered squarely onto his nose and cheek before dripping down his neck... and it was done on purpose.

Immediately, the room begin to erupt in a chorus of approving hoots and hollers from the brothers, while the biracial teen looked as if he'd witnessed a zombie emerging from the ground then recoiled in disgust, his hand instinctively shooting to his face to wipe away the nasty substance. The cold, slimy feeling of the mucus sent a wave of revulsion through him, but it was the victory in Cameron's brown eyes that stung the most.

"Whoa shit, Cammy!" Ethan exclaimed, guffawing so hard his whole body shook. "Ya really got 'im good! All snotty and shit!"

"Fuckin' nailed it," Evan agreed, slapping his knee. "That look own his face was priceless."

Mitchell's chuckles deepened. "Looks lak ow-wah lil' snot rocket's got some serious aim." he grinned at Cameron, slapping him on the back. "Nice shot."

"Y-YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE FUCKER!" Jaden roared. He was seething with absolute rage as he wiped away the spit-laden booger from his skin.

"Oh, what's wrong? Did I hit a nerve, cocksucker?" Cameron responded with a snarky gap-toothed smile as he watched Jaden's discomfort. "Caint handle a lil' bit of brotherly love from one of yer favorite neighbors?"

"Brotherly lo... HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU CALL THIS 'BROTHERLY LOVE'? ALL THIS SHIT YOU'RE MAKING ME ENDURE IS FAR FROM IT!" He staggered to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at Cameron. "You're all just a bunch of fucking psychotic perverted bullies who get off on hurting people! I SERIOUSLY want to beat all you little—"

"Try it," Ethan cut in, cracking his knuckles with a sound like snapping twigs. "We'll fuck ya up worse than we did when ya lunged fo-wah Mitch's phone."

With surprising strength for his age, Evan shoved Jaden back down onto the cold tile floor. "Man, what a fuckin' sissy," He snickered. "Caint even take a lil' spit to the face."

Mitchell, his sadistic smile never faltering, reached down and grabbed the phone that lay forgotten beside his discarded jeans. He held it up, the screen displaying the incriminating video they had recorded of him masturbating just moments before. The footage was a damning testament to their power over him, a weapon they were all too eager to wield.

"Now, now," he tsked, "Let's not go gettin' all feisty, Jaden. Remember, this lil' baby right he-yah is ow-wah ticket to fame. Or, ya know, yer ticket to bein' the town's number one cock-lovin' joke. And trust me, nobody wants that." His chilling promise really put out the flames. The biracial teen felt his resolve crumble like the crumbling cookie crumbs scattered across the floor. He was at their mercy, a pawn in their twisted game of dominance. He had no other choice.

With a resigned sigh, Jaden slumped back onto the floor, his shoulders dropping in defeat. The anger in his eyes slowly faded into a cold, dead stare. "Fine!" he grumbled.

Mitchell's face beamed, like he'd just won the lottery, then put the phone down on the desk. "Ah, that's mah boy," he said with a chuckle, patting Jaden's head like a pet. "Now, let's get to the good part, shall we?"

The 14-year-old brunet's face then hardened when he yanked the shirtless young adult up by the hair, forcing him to sit upright. "Since ya laked the taste of mah pre-cum so much... and my little brother's piss..." Mitchell's grin returned, slow and cruel. "I reckon I've got somethin' extra special for ya."

Without another word, he positioned his thick, veiny cock in front of Jaden's face. "Open up yer mouth, slut," he barked.

Cameron giggled, his freckled face scrunching up with malicious delight as he watched Mitchell reposition himself. "Ohhh, this is gonna be good," he taunted, kicking his sneakers against the desk legs. "Grown-ass man 'bout to drink mah big bro's golden shower like a thirsty lil' puppy. Bet ya gonna lap it up faster than that stray dog behind the Piggly Wiggly!"

The twins howled with laughter, Evan slapping his knee while Ethan mimed holding a leash and yanking it sharply. "C'mon boy, drink!" They urged in union.

Jaden's eyes widened in horror, but he knew better than to fight back. He parted his lips, bracing himself for the worst. And it came, in a hot, stinging stream that filled his mouth and nose, the acrid scent of urine invading his nostrils. His body tensed as he fought the instinct to gag, his vision went blurry as he stared up at the grinning face of his tormentor.

The Wilson teen has heard whispers from some 9th grade students who graduated from the same middle school the Boebert boys attended about their past exploits. They had a twisted sense of pranks for fun, often peeing on their classmates' backpacks, bikes, heck even in their drinks, claiming it was just "boys being boys". But this... this was a whole new level of depravity, one that Jaden never thought he would experience.

The twins watched with their hands at their side and the nails on their thumbs visible. Ethan's thumb nail was bitten down to the quick, a testament to his anxiety over the years, while Evan's thumb nail was long and sharp, a tool for tormenting insects and now, apparently, people. They've always been the more hands-on of the brothers when it came to bullying. They'd pinch, poke, and prod at their victims, taking pleasure in the pain they caused.

Now, as they watched Jaden's face contort in disgust at their brother's strong, relentless hot stream of hot bladder filling his open mouth, their thumbs were flexing and tightening into their fists, as if they're eager to get involved, to add their own brand of sadism to the mix. But it was Mitchell who held the reins in this twisted rodeo. He was the mastermind, the one who orchestrated the humiliation, the one who reveled in the fear in Jaden's eyes.

The biracial teen's cheeks bulged with the fluid while resisting the urge to vomit. He felt like a toilet, used and degraded by these four monsters who wormed their way into his life. Unlike the taste of Cameron's pee earlier today, bitter with dehydration, Mitchell's was hotter, stronger, laced with the remnants of the Monster Energy drink he'd chugged before coming over. The ammonia burned Jaden's tongue.

"That's what ya get fo-wah sprayin' us with that hose, faggot," Mitchell hissed. The stream of piss finally ceased, and Jaden's body now reeks of the stench of the teen's piss. "Now, swallow it down, and don't even think about spittin' it out. That's the taste of yer new reality,"

Evan leaned down, his Southern drawl laced with satisfaction as he whispered, "Payback's a bitch, ain't it, Jaden?".

Oh how Jaden WISHED he can turn to face that brat and spit the disgusting liquid out at his face, but he knew the consequences would be dire. Instead, he obeyed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he forced the urine down his throat. It was a bittersweet victory for Mitchell, as he watched Jaden's pride shatter like the glass of the window they'd shattered with their BB gun a few weeks ago.

Evan and his older twin high-fived each other with Grand Canyon-wide grins. "Good boy," Evan praised, his voice dripping with condescension. "Obeyin' yer new masters."

Jaden's blood broiled at the words 'new masters'. His teeth grinded so hard it's a miracle they didn't shatter. He hated the idea of being controlled by anyone, let alone these four young hooligans. He knew he doesn't want this to continue, but how could he fight back against the Boebert brothers' twisted games? They're hanging my future by a thread, forcing me to be their own little fuck toy.

With a smirk that could cut glass, Mitchell stepped back and toed off his brown country shoes, one after the other. He peeled down his blue jeans with deliberate slowness, revealing his thick, muscular legs and the massive 14.5-inch erection that stood at attention. His cock was still slick with pre-cum and urine as he kicked his pants aside, leaving him fully naked with only his chain necklace on before the object of his amusement.

He began to stroke his length, the action deliberately lewd and taunting. "Alright, cocksucker," he began with a sneer, "if ya wanna suck mah cock, ya gotta start with the appetizer." He grabbed his sack with his other hand, giving his balls a gentle squeeze, the skin tightening around them. "Lick 'em clean, real nice and slow," he commanded. "Show meh how much ya love the taste of a real man."

The other three boys watched with undisguised glee as their bulges in their belted pants looked as if they would pop open their fly at any minute. The sight of their new plaything, their nextdoor neighbor, being so utterly degraded was like watching the best kind of porn, the kind they had no idea was right outside their window.

As much as he wanted to resist, the allure of Mitchell's cock was like a magnetic force, pulling him closer to the edge of his own destruction. The Wilson teen's fingers were stiff with fright as he inclined, his tongue tentatively touching the salty flesh of the 14-year-old's balls, the taste of piss still lingering in his mouth.

Never did he think that this day would come. Him, Jaden Samuel Wilson, licking the ball sack of another guy.

Not just any guy...

A boy! A MINOR! A freaking CHILD who's 5 years YOUNGER than him!

His thoughts swirled in a maelstrom of confusion and revulsion, the taste of urine and sweat mingling with the salty tang of pre-adolescent skin.

This is wrong and very illegal, but what choice do I have? he thought, resigning himself to the fate the Boebert brothers had cruelly crafted for him. He knew deep down that this was only the beginning.

Jaden's warm tongue continued to dance around Mitchell's sack, his mouth forced to accept the bitter taste of humiliation and male arousal. The 13-year-old Boebert twins watched the degrading scene with undivided attention as they unbuckled their belts and unbuttoned their pants, revealing their own giant swollen members. They stroked themselves in unison, the sound of their palms gliding over their shafts like a pair of snakes slithering in the dirt.

Mitchell's sapphire orbs narrowed with excitement as he watched Jaden's tongue reluctantly clean his balls, the power in his grip tightening as the biracial teen's saliva began to mix with the pungent scent of his early release. "That's right, ya pedo. Lick it lak a weak little bitch ya are," he taunted, his own stroking growing faster.

"Yeah, what he said," Ethan goaded.

"Ya know what comes next, don't ya?" Mitchell prompted.

The Wilson teen seen too many dominating shotacon fictional comics to know what he's talking about. Beads of sweat formed in his head, not from the summer heat, but knowing that the worst was yet to come.

With a sadistic smirk, Mitchell steps back again and lowers his cock, the engorged head now just inches from Jaden's face. His thumb guided the pre-cum coated tip to Jaden's quivering lips. "Alright, Jaden," he drawled, "time fo-wah the main course. Open wide 'n suck it lak it's yer favorite lollipop."

"The whole thing? N-No... please don't make me do this," Jaden's eyes met Mitchell's, a silent plea for mercy reflected in the deep pools of brown. But mercy was not on the menu for today.

"Ya imagined suckin' own cock lak this long enough. Now's time fer ya ta prove yer dedication," The eldest Boebert brother pushed his cock against Jaden's closed mouth, the blunt tip parting his lips with ease. Ethan and Evan, deciding to lend their big brother a helping hand, stepped closer to Jaden, their own erections jutting out from their open flys.

"Come on, Jaden," the older twin hissed. "Ya know ya want it. Open yer mouth 'n suck the fuck outta that big, juicy cock. I bet ya wanna slurp down his cum lak it's a Go-Gurt snack."

Evan added a whisper to Jaden's ear, "We always knew yer a filthy boy-lovin' pedo even be-fo-wah we found yer drawin's, faggot. The way ya've bin' eyein' us en ow-wah drawers lak a hungry wolf almost nonstop since the moment you 'n yer folks first visited us gives it away. Ya reckon we didn't notice that? Well ya're 'unna love what we're gonna do. Ya've always had a thin' fo-wah young boys, haven't ya?"

The twins pushed him closer to Mitchell's demanding erection. The pressure from their fingers was unrelenting, a silent message that there was no escape from this twisted reality.

Mitchell smirked down at the biracial teen, the tip of his cock teasing the edge of Jaden's mouth. "Ya don't want to disappoint us, do ya?" he questioned, his grip on the brunet curls of Jaden's hair remained. "Don't think of us bein' mean or anythin'. Just think of it as us bein' men givin' ya what ya crave. After all, it's ow-wah gift fo-wah ya, so be grateful that we even let faggots lak ya touch us."

With a shuddering breath, he parted his lips and allowed Mitchell's cock to slide into his mouth. The taste of pre-cum and sweat filled his senses as the 14-year-old groaned with pleasure. The twins cheered, their own hands now joining their big brother's, forcing Jaden's head all the way further down on his dick.

The girth was too much for Jaden's mouth to handle, and he felt his throat constrict as he tried to take in the full length. His jaw was stretching to the point of breaking and he thought to himself; Ugh... it's like trying to shove a huge-ass watermelon in my mouth!, while gagging and drooling around the thick, pulsing monolith that was Mitchell's cock. The Boebert brothers of course don't care if they're hurting Jaden's jaw, they were too lost in their own world of explicit entertainment. Despite his revulsion, he couldn't deny the strange, twisted sense of pleasure that surged through him. He loved how unromantically raw and depraved this was.

"That's right, ya shrimp-dicked bitch, start suckin' own it," Ethan told him. "Don't ya dare stop, ya hear meh, slut? Suck own it lak ya mean it until ow-wah big brother Mitchell he-yah nuts down yer throat."

"'n don't even reckon 'bout touchin' yer sorry excuse fo-wah a cock," Evan warned, his face mirroring the sinister look of his twin's. His hand slid down to cup Jaden's chin, his thumb tracing the line of his jaw. "This lil' thin' he-yah is ow-wahs now, faggot. If ya ever try to touch it without ow-wah say-so, or if ya even reckon 'bout tellin' anyone 'bout this, as if they'll help a child-molestin' pedo lak ya, we'll upload that video so fast, ya'll be facedown in a jail cell before ya know it."

Cameron couldn't resist the urge to add his own twisted commentary as he dug his finger into his nostril, extracting a wet booger with a sickening squelch. "Hear that, Pedo Pete?" he sneered, holding the offending digit up to Jaden's line of sight. "Ya're nothin' but ow-wah personal cum dumpster now. Don't go gettin' any fancy ideas 'bout sayin' no, or we'll make sure everyone sees what a sick fuck ya really are." The youngest Boebert brother licked his snot clean afterwards.

"Keep goin', slut," Evan hissed, "don't stop until he's empty 'n ya're swallowin' every drop of his cum."

Jaden's tongue continued to glide over Mitchell's cock, the metallic taste of pre-cum growing stronger with every stroke. He had to be honest, his taste buds were swimming with twisted fascination.

The eldest Boebert brother threw his head back, his eyes rolled back and squeezed shut as he inhaled sharply, a deep, husky moan rumbling from his chest like distant thunder, lost in the sensation of his 19-year-old neighbor's mouth around his cock. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, the muscles of his abdomen rippling with each breath he took. "Yeah," he panted, "just lak that, don't stop... Ooh~ I'm gonna fill ya up..."

The twins' grip grew more insistent, pushing Jaden's head down further until his nose was buried in the tangle of Mitchell's pubic hair. "This is what weak, tiny-dicked losers lak ya are made fo-wah." Evan whispered into Jaden's ear. "To serve alpha males lak us, to git us off when we say so."

Ethan leaned in from the other side of the older teen's face. "Ya're gonna worship all of ow-wah big meat, ya sick freak," he gloated, his sneaker teasingly scooping Jaden's ball sack. "Ya're gonna have every hole filled with ow-wah hot boy milk until ya're sore. 'n when we're done with ya, we're gonna make sure ya're so full of us that ya won't be able to walk straight fo-wah a week."

The fresh tears stung Jaden's eyes, but he didn't dare pull away, not with the knowledge that the slightest misstep could mean the end of his life as he knew it. He focused on the salty garlic-like taste in his mouth, the taste of his own immoral desire, and the taste of the Boebert brothers' power.

Mitchell's hips began to buck his hips, thrusting his impressive teenage erection deeper into Jaden's mouth with an animalistic urgency, the precursor to his impending orgasm. The silver chain of his necklace bouncing off his chest with each powerful movement as he grunted with pleasure from feeling the warmth and wetness of Jaden's tongue against his shaft.

Meanwhile, the Wilson teen, feeling the pressure of the swollen head of Mitchell's cock against the back of his throat, knew what was expected of him. He braced himself, swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip as he felt the first pulse of hot, sticky semen fill his mouth.

Suddenly, the brown-haired Boebert boy's breath grew ragged, his animalistic grunts filling the room as he fucked Jaden's mouth with increasing ferocity. He was no longer able to contain the beast that had been unleashed by the younger man's skilled tongue.

Oh shit, shit, shit! Jaden's eyes went wide, knowing what this could mean. He's gonna do it... he's gonna do it in my mouth! I'm gonna taste his semon

"Ooh... Agh... F-fuck... Aaaah fuck, y'all, I-I'm so close. I think I'm gonna fucking nut!" Mitchell cursed with a growl. "Shit, I'm really gonna bust a nut!"

The twins focused their attention on Mitchell, eagerly waiting for his manhood to explode. "So are ya gonna blow that load en Jaden's mouth or what, bro?" Ethan asked him.

"We're all waitin' here," Evan chimed in, stroking himself faster with his free hand. "C'mon, don't hold out own us. Fill up that cock-slurpin' bitch with yer hot fluids, man,"

Mitchell, lost in the throes of his impending orgasm, barely heard the twins' words. The only thing that mattered was the warm, wet heat of Jaden's mouth surrounding his aching cock, the tightness of the younger man's throat as he took him in deeper and deeper. "Hah... hah... A-almost," he grunted an answer.

The twins exchanged glances, their excitement undeniable. "Better hurry up," Evan responded, "we wanna git ow-wah turns."

"C'mon, Jaden, milk him good," Evan demanded him. "Make sure ow-wah big brother gets off nice 'n hard."

With a wicked smirk, the blonde-haired twins pushed Jaden's head down even further onto Mitchell's erect member, causing the latter's eyes to be flooded with tears as he tried to accommodate the monstrous intrusion. The poor young adult's mouth was stretched wide, his cheeks bulging as he attempted to swallow the entire length, his tongue desperately trying to keep up with the relentless assault of pre-cum. The sound of gagging filled the room, punctuated by Mitchell's guttural grunts of pleasure.

"Come on, Mitchell," Evan's voice was a sultry drawl, "show Jaden he-yah what it's lak to be used lak the dirty little whore he is. Flood his mouth with yer boy juice. Make him swallow it all down lak the good little fag he is,"

Mitchell's eyes shot open, the intensity of the sensation too much to bear. "UUAAHH... AAAHHH... I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA-" His words trailed off as his body tensed, his cock pulsing in Jaden's mouth. "FUCK, I'M GONNA BLOW! OOOOAAAAAAHHHH!"

His body convulsed as he released 9 hot, thick ropes cum into Jaden's mouth, his juvenile orgasm seemingly never-ending. Jaden could do nothing but gag and swallow, his eyes watering from the sheer volume and force of the younger boy's seed. It filled his mouth, coating his tongue and throat, the bitter taste of garlic overwhelming his senses. Some of the cum escaped the corners of his lips, trickling down his chin, and the twins cackled with glee, watching the spectacle of their older brother's power and Jaden's submission, while Cameron, now finished with the stolen Papa John's pizza slices, plastered a grin on his dirty chubby face that was more malicious than the Cheshire Cat's.

As Mitchell's final spurt of cum shot down Jaden's throat, Cameron couldn't resist the urge to taunt the young adult further. "How does it feel, Jaden? To have a soon-to-be 9th grader's huge load shot down yer mouth?" he snickered with a sickening amusement of a school bully that would stick a nerd's head down the toilet. "Now, swallow it all down, nice 'n slow."

Jaden's throat muscles contracted as he forcefully swallowed the 14-year-old's slightly sour semen that tasted like garlic, his eyes watering and cheeks bulging with the effort. Meanwhile, Mitchell's chest heaved with the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm, his grip on Jaden's hair loosening slightly as his cock grew flaccid but still remained inside his neighbor's mouth, probably to make sure he won't spit any of the boy's semen.

The eldest Boebert's grin returned to his cocky face, stretched wider than before as he pulled his wet cock from Jaden's mouth. A gasp escape from the 19-year-old himself with a trail of his saliva, his balls slapping against his chin as he can breathe again. "Well now," Mitchell chuckled, "how do ya like the taste of mah nuts, Jaden? Ya reckon ya could get used to suckin' down a good ol' dose of Boebert boy juice?"

Jaden coughed, tears spilling from his dark brown eyes and cheeks flushed with tinted pink, the bitter taste of Mitchell's cum is something he's never gonna erase from his memory.

He couldn't believe he'd just been forced to do that... BY YOUNG BOYS!

... YOUNG MIDDLE SCHOOL BOYS!

And... he'd allowed himself to be used so degradingly.

Still heaving from orgasm, Mitchell bent down and slid his thumb over Jaden's cum-smeared lips with a sadistic smirk, collecting the excess saliva and smearing it over the young man's tan cheeks. "Hmph, looks lak ya've got the hang of it," he humped, "just like that pedo uncle of yers in the slammer. I betcha he'd be real proud of ya, swallowin' down a boy's nuts lak it's the sweetest candy. Shame he ain't he-yah to see ya servin' meh 'n mah bros, huh?"

Jaden's face was blazing hot at the mention of his uncle Trevor, the very man whose actions had caused him to be ripped away from his childhood home, who's actions he tried to avoid repeating in real life. "Keep my fucking uncle out your damn mouth, you little shit," he snarled, swiping at the young bully's thumb with his hand.

The four Boebert brothers, unfazed by Jaden's outburst, shared a knowing look. It was clear that they had no intention of letting go of their newfound leverage anytime soon.

"Looks lak ow-wah big bro's done with his turn," Ethan said to his twin brother, then turns his attention back to their prey. "Now it's finally ow-wah turn."

They both stepped forward, the sound of their sneakers hitting the floor almost a taunt in themselves. With a swift tug, their pants and boxers dropped to their ankles, leaving them in nothing but their flannel shirts and head bandannas. Their cocks, already at half-mast from watching their brother claim Jaden's mouth, struck out like swords, demanding attention.

Evan suddenly came up with an idea and leaned into Ethan, whispering something into his ear with a wicked glint in his eye. Ethan's mouth dropped open in shock before he started laughing, slapping his knee with his hand. "Oh, that's a good one, Evan," he says, nodding eagerly. The twins' eyes then fell on Jaden, who was still trying to recover from the ordeal with Mitchell.

Oh fuck, what were those two just whispering about? What shit could they be planning now? Jaden thought, feeling a frantic gallop in his chest as the twins looked down at him with matching mischievous smiles.

Evan announced to Jaden, "Since ya've been such a good boy for Mitchell, swallowin' his whole load, we figured ya might be thirsty for more, huh, Jaden?"

Ethan nodded in agreement, stroking his exposed, semi-hard cock. "Yeah, we've got a little somethin' extra for ya," he said with a leer. "We noticed ya like the taste of boy juice, so we figured ya might also enjoy a golden shower, ya thirsty bitch."

"WHAT?!" Jaden was horrified by the sound of the mere suggestion of what was to come. "No... not again! You guys aren't gonna be pissing on me again!" His eyes darted between the twins, silently pleading for them to spare him the additional humiliation of a golden shower. But the Boebert brothers were not known for their mercy.

"Oh, don't be such a drama queen," Ethan mocked, rolling his eyes. "Ya looked lak ya liked it with Mitchell's dick en ya mouth. Ya even licked up Cameron's piss from yer shirt lak it was sweet tea. His smirk widened as he exchanged glances with Evan. "So what's wrong with takin' ow-wah piss too? It ain't gonna kill ya. Yer face could use some cleanin' fer another round."

"Yeah, ya're practically beggin' for it, Jaden," Evan added, his own erection bobbing in agreement as if it has a mind of its own. "Lookit ya, all flushed 'n bothered. Didn't know ya had such a kinky side, huh?"

Jaden's eyes darted around the room, wanting so badly to escape, but with the boys threatening to unleash the video to the eyes of the town that are highly intolerable of his unnatural attraction, he knew he couldn't. "Please, no," he whimpered.

Ethan's cock brushes against Jaden's cheek. "Now, now," the blonde 13-year-old purred, "don't be impatient. The main event is just about to start."

With a wicked chuckle, Mitchell nodded his head in approval while crossing his arms. "Go ahead, twins. Show him what happens to sickos who mess with us Boebert boys."

Ethan and Evan took their cue, their grins widening into sinister smirks as they began to urinate, the hot streams of piss cascading down on Jaden from both sides. The salty scent filled the air, mixing with the lingering musk of their brother's cum as the young man's skin grew slick with their golden torrent.

"Ya lak that, ya fuckin' pedo!" Ethan teased. "This is what ya git fo-wah wantin' a taste of little boys!"

Evan joined in, "Yeah, drink it all up, Jaden. Show us ya're a good lil' faggot bitch and ya might just get some more!"

"No! I don't want more, this is fucking gross! I want you two to STOP IT!" is what Jaden wanted to scream at them. Their piss rained down onto his face, to his tan chest, and to his kneeling legs. But even so, Jaden's was loving this. His own cock twitched, a treacherous response to the depraved act being inflicted upon him. He bit his bottom lip, trying to stifle any sound of pleasure that might escape, but the twins noticed, their laughter growing even more raucous.

"Looks lak ya're enjoying it, ya fuckin' wuss!" Ethan jeered, aiming his stream closer to Jaden's face.

"STOP! YOU'LL GET IT IN MY EYE!" Jaden yelled out in desperation, trying to turn his face away from the stinging streams of piss. But the twins, fueled by their newfound power over him, only found his protests amusing.

"Oh, the poor baby faggot's upset," Ethan taunted. "What's the matter? Don't ya lak the taste of victory?"

"Yer just a filthy, desperate slut who caint git enough," Evan added, his voice dripping with contempt as he continued to piss on Jaden's bowed head.

34 seconds later, their streams of piss tampered off to a trickle before stopping altogether. They shared a look of pure triumph, their cheeks red with exertion.

"Okay, looks lak ow-wah lil' garden gnome's clean enough for another round," Evan smirked.

"Alright you two," Mitchell nodded towards the bed. "Pin 'im down, face down, so we can all get a good look at that tight lil' ass of his."

The spiked blonde twins did as the brunet boy commanded, their young 13-year-old bodies moving with a synchronized grace. Ethan took hold of Jaden's left arm, Evan on the right, and together, they yanked him to the bed, the springs protesting with a squeal beneath the weight of their combined strength. The mattress sagged as they flipped him over, face down, his cheek pressed against the musty fabric.

They of course wouldn't hold back their mirth as they took in the sight of Jaden's backside, his ass cheeks splayed out before them like a delectable target. "Lookit that ass," Ethan snickered, smacking one of the limp mounds of flesh with a wet hand. "It's as flat as a pancake! What ya bin' doin', Jaden? Skippin' leg day at the gym?"

Evan joined in, his hand coming down with a firm slap on the other cheek. "Ya ain't got nothin' to show off, do ya?" he taunted, his own hand leaving a red hand print that stood out starkly against Jaden's tan skin.

Jaden winced, the sting of their slaps a painful reminder of his vulnerability. He tried to squirm away, but the twins held him firmly in place, their grips like iron manacles around his wrists. "Quit it, you two! Stop smacking my fucking ass!" he growled through gritted teeth, his pride stinging as much as his ass did.

But the brats refuse to listen, and their smacks only grow harder and more playful. "Look at 'im wiggle," Ethan snorted, "Maybe he does lak it rough, after all."

Mitchell then looked over at the grinning Cameron, who had polished off the last of the stolen pizza slices with his chubby freckled cheeks smeared with grease and crumbs, then approached him. With a casual air, Mitchell reached out and grabbed Cameron's crotch, giving it a rough squeeze. "Looks lak someone's ready for their turn," he chuckled, then whispers to him, "What'd ya say, Cam? Ready to fill ow-wah pedo slave with yer baby batter?".

The little nose-picker's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, and he nodded vigorously. "You betcha, Mitchell!" he breathed, trying to sound tougher than his high-pitched voice allowed. "I wanna fill 'im up real good, show him what a real man's dick feels like!"

Mitchell grinned maliciously and opened Cameron's belt buckle, the metal snapping against the younger boy's pants. With a quick tug, he yanked down the zipper, freeing the monstrous 13-inch uncut cock that had been straining for release. It slapped against Cameron's stomach, thick and hard, and like the others', it was already wet with pre-cum dripping from the 11-year-old's squeezes.

Mitchell wrapped his fingers around Cameron's cock with practiced ease as he admired the way his baby brother's erection twitched in his grasp. Cameron shuddered, biting his lower lip as the oldest brother's calloused fingers stroked him slowly, twisting slightly at the tip to smear pre-cum over the swollen head. "Look at this," he taunted, "ow-wah baby bro's all grown up 'n ready to breed ow-wah neighborhood cocksucker."

"Yeah, ya hear that, Jaden?" Evan smirked, looking down at his pinned-down victim. "Cammy's gonna give yer ass a real workout!"

What!? That little nose-picker is gonna be touching my ass? Jaden thought with dread. Oh god, no! NO! Not him! He better not fucking touch my face with his disgusting booger-contaminated hands! He pleaded internally. Yet, as much as he fought it, his body remained stubbornly aroused. Ugh, what the fuck is wrong with me? I can't get off to this shit!

Coming from the same dude who's drawn countless images of young fictional boys indulging in their own brand of depravity – causally digging boogers out of their noses, licking each other's mucus off their fingers like they were the most delicious candy, even as they engaged in graphic sex acts that had earned him a devoted following from Baraag's NSFW community.

But those were just drawings, safe within the confines of his own imagination.

This was reality, and he was about to be fucked by a real-life middle school boy who probably still had a collection of Pokémon cards and had never even had a sip of beer. He never thought those twisted fantasies would involve him so intimately, as he always drew a firm line in the sand, never letting his desires bleed into his real life.

The 11-year-old with a buzz-cut took his time approaching, his dull brown eyes locked on the prize of Jaden's bare ass. His right hand remained buried in his nose, digging with the fervor of a pirate hunting for treasure. He shuffled around to the left side of the bed where Jaden could see him, and planted his mud-caked, twisted x shoe onto the bed sheets, leaving a dirty imprint as he leaned over Jaden. He then withdrew his index finger, the gob of snot was a grotesque sight as it was hanging precariously from the tip. "Lookie here, Jaden," he cackled, holding his hand up for Jaden to see. "I got somethin' special fo-wah ya."

Jaden felt panic rising within him. "You fucking sicko!" he spat, trying to twist his head away. "I swear to God, if you make me eat that disgusting thing, I'll—"

"Oh, calm down," Cameron interrupted, his smirk widening as he waved his finger back and forth, the snot swinging like a macabre pendulum. "It's not fo-wah ya to eat, gremlin," Yet... "But I got a better idea."

Jaden's heart raced with dread, his eyes flickering from the snot to Cameron's face, searching for any clue of what the twisted boy had planned. W-What does he mean? What 'better idea' does this nasty little runt have in mind? And what does this have to do with my as—... Oh no. NO! H-He's not thinking about—

"It's not fo-wah yer mouth. But…" The chubby-faced boy leans in and whispers, "yer ass will love it".

"WHAT!? NO! HELL FUCKING NO!" Jaden hollered as his eyes bulged with horror, immediately shaking his head. "You... you can't... This is seriously fucked-up, even for you, Cameron! I won't let you," he stuttered, his voice trembling.

The twins held him down even tighter as their oldest brother gloated while sinisterly flashing his pearly whites, "Ya have no choice, Jaden. Ya're gonna take it all. Every fuckin' bit of it no matter what."

Cameron waddled over to Jaden's exposed backside. The sight of the young man's tight hole, winking between his cheeks, brought a glint of impurity to his dull brown eyes. "Hold still, now," he hissed, the gob of snot still dangling from his fingertip.

"Please, Cameron, don't do this," Jaden begged. "I'll do anything, just... just don't..."

The youngest Boebert's smile grew even more twisted. "Oh, we know ya will, Jaden," he said, his voice a singsong taunt. "But first, ya've gotta learn ya place." He brought his hand closer, the snot now mere inches from Jaden's tight hole. "If ya don't want meh to shove mah snot down yer throat, ya'll lem-me do what aah want with that ass of yers."

The twins erupted into laughter, their grips tightening on Jaden's arms as they took in the sight of his horrified expression.

"Looks lak ya got a choice, Jaden," Ethan chortled. "Do ya prefer Cameron's home-made lube in yer ass or yer mouth?"

Jaden's stomach lurched. "Please," the biracial boy begged, his voice cracking with fear, teary eyed. "... I-I don't want this."

"Aw, c'mon, it'll be fun," Evan said with a sickening blend of sweetness and cruelty. "And if ya don't like it, we'll just let him feed ya his boogers. Maybe that'll make ya loosen up a bit."

"Don't worry," Cameron added, "it's all natural, organic. Ya know, lak the garden ya love so much. So what's it gonna be? Mah snot in yer ass, or in yer mouth?"

With a resigned whimper, Jaden's body went limp. He clenched his eyes shut, tears squeezing out from the corners, and whispered, "Fine... do it."

The older teen felt the twins' grips loosen slightly, and the mattress dip as Cameron positioned himself behind him. And just like that, the warm, slimy sensation of the snot made contact with his anus, causing him to flinch. The twins held his legs apart, their grins wide with demented glee as they watched their 11-year-old brother's sick play unfold.

With a sadistic chuckle, Cameron rubbed the snot around Jaden's tight opening, smearing it like war paint on a barbarian's body. The feeling was repulsive, yet somehow, it sent a jolt of unwelcome pleasure through him. He could feel his hole quiver in protest, yet his traitorous body was responding to the intrusion with an inexplicable arousal.

"P-please...," the curly-haired Wilson boy stammered, his voice trembling as his body is. "Just... just get it over with."

Cameron's snot-covered finger began to probe at Jaden's tight ass, the pressure increasing as he twisted and pushed.

Jaden gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the moan of disgust that bubbled up in his throat. The sensation was alien and immoral, however at the same time, his small cock begin to harden against the sheet even more.

"See?" Cameron said with a sneer. "It's not so bad, is it?" He added another finger, coating it in more snot before pushing it in alongside the first.

"Just relax, boy," Ethan whispered in his ear. "Let it happen."

Cameron then fires his thick glob of saliva from his mouth onto Jaden's already snot-slicked hole. The freshly warm spit trickled down the crack of his ass, mingling with the sticky mess already there. His finger plunged deeper, the knuckles of his hand now coated in the snot-saliva concoction as he worked Jaden's tight sphincter open with a twisted kind of tenderness.

Jaden's face was a contorted mask of revulsion and arousal, his cheeks flushed crimson red and his dark brown eyes screwed shut tight. Oh, god, he mentally croaked, trying to suppress the groan that bubbled up from his chest. This is absolutely SICK! But... damn... almost felt so fucking good. If he didn't think like that he wouldn't have given an involuntary arch of his back, pushing back against the intrusion.

As the snot-slicked digits of Cameron's hand delved deeper into his unwilling body, Jaden's mind came up with a disturbing question: was this the same degrading treatment the Boebert brothers had subjected the girls from their middle school to when they'd claimed to have had their way with them? The very thought of it made him feel even more soiled and used, yet his body continued to betray him with its unbidden reactions.

If that's the case, how the hell could ANYONE find this kind of humiliation and violation pleasurable?

He pondered, his thoughts racing through the horrors of what those poor girls must have endured. Or... maybe the snot-contaminated penetration is just for him as punishment?

Well anyways, the realization that his body was responding to Cameron's cruel ministrations only added to the swirl of emotions that threatened to drown him. He felt sick to his stomach while at the same time the inexplicable warmth was spreading through his groin, his cock growing harder with each disgusting thrust. G-God, this is so... so... wrong, he thought to himself with self-loathing.

Mitchell and the twins watched with eager anticipation, their own cocks hardening further at the sight of their neighbor's helplessness.

Ethan caresses Jaden's cheek with a dark chuckle, "Ya couldn't even resist that, huh? Ya lak havin' a little boy fingerin' deep en yer ass, somethin' a pedophile dreamed of havin', don't ya?"

Evan nodded in agreement, his own hand reaching out to stroke Jaden's thigh, his thumb brushing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. "Don't even think 'bout lyin' this time, beh-cuz we already know ya do. It's written all ovah yer face,"

As Cameron's snotty fingers continued to probe deeper into Jaden's tight, clenching ass, he suddenly hit a spot that made the older boy's body spasm.

"AH SHIT!" Jaden lets out a sharp, shuddered gasp. It was as if a bolt of electricity had shot through him, his back arching and a strangled moan escaping his lips.

"Heh, looks lak I found it," Cameron snickered with a smug grin. "The boy-lovin' pedo has a sweet spot after all."

With a twist of his wrist, he began to rub that magical place, the prostate that lay nestled within, sending waves of unwanted pleasure crashing through Jaden's body. "Fuck... fuck... oh damn me!" His hips bucked against the intrusion, his cock growing harder by the second despite the revulsion that washed over him in waves. At least his parents aren't present at this time to hear what's going on in his bedroom, that would've been even more traumatizing. The last thing they need is another Uncle Trevor in their family.

"I bet that faggy cock of yers is gettin' all hard and eager, ain't it?" Ethan's hand reached down and wrapped around the curly-haired young man's erect penis, giving it a squeeze that was both cruel and tantalizing. "But ya're not gonna get off until we say so, ya hear?"

Jaden's body was a battleground of conflicting sensations, with the twins' sadistic ministrations bringing him to the brink of orgasm against his will. He clenched his fists, his fingernails digging into his palms, desperately trying to maintain a semblance of control. But as soon as Cameron's snotty fingers danced over his prostate and Ethan's cruel grip tightened around his cock, the lid was getting close to being blown off.

"Please," he panted a desperate plea, "just... fuck me already, Cameron."

Cameron's gap-toothed grin stretched wider from ear to ear as he withdrew his slimy fingers from Jaden's ass, leaving the older boy's hole gaping and desperate for relief. The twisted 11-year-old took his sweet time removing his mud-caked twisted x shoes. He stepped out of his pants with the grace of a snake shedding its old skin, revealing his own stiffened cock that stood tall and proud against his pale, bony thighs.

"Alright, pedo, ya asked fo-wah it," The boy with a buzz-cut sneered with sadistic delight. He lined up his own stiff member, coated with a sheen of pre-cum, with Jaden's vulnerable hole. "Now ya're gonna get it," he declared, and with that, the young Boebert pushed forward with a brutal force that made the older boy's eyes roll back into his head.

The pain was like nothing Jaden had ever experienced, a white-hot knife slicing through the core of his being as Cameron's giant youthful girth invaded his body. "AAAHH! HOLY FUCKING CHRIST!" He screamed, his voice hoarse from the earlier struggles and the shock of the sudden violation. His body tensed, trying to reject the unwelcome intrusion, but the twins' grip was like iron, holding him in place for their younger brother's amusement.

Tears began to stream down Jaden's cheeks, and it didn't take long for the Boebert brothers to notice. Fueled by their own heartless amusement, they jeered at his pain-filled cries.

"Look at the pedo cry," Mitchell pointed at him as he was approaching Jaden's side.

"Aw, poor baby," Evan cooed, his voice a mocking parody of comfort. "Ya lak that, don't ya? Havin' a real man's cock up yer ass."

"A-Aaahh... hah... f-fuck me~" the curly-haired artist tearfully begged, but not like this, not with a cock that felt like it was going to split him in two.

Mitchell's sapphire eyes were burning with sadistic pleasure as he watched Cameron claim his prize. "That's it, little bro," he coached, "Fuck that loser's ass lak it's the Fourth of July fireworks! Show him what we Boebert boys do to dirty pedos!"

Without needing to be told twice, Cameron began to thrust his cock into Jaden's tight ass with a sadistic fervor, each pumping a declaration of his dominance. "Bet ya lak to think of this as ya doin' it to some poor little boy," he derided with the satisfaction of corrupting his neighbor. "But look at ya' now, beggin' for a BOY to do it lak a pathetic faggy little whore! Some man ya are,"

Jaden's moans were muffled by the ruffled bet sheets beneath his face as the pre-teen boy's hips slammed against his flesh, driving the thick member deeper with every thrust. The pain was a living, breathing entity, a beast that consumed him, with an addition of perverse pleasure that seemed to pulse through him with each brutal entry.

"N-no..." he choked out. "It's not like that..."

But the truth was, he didn't know anymore. His mind was filled to the brim with confusion and pain. The Boebert brothers had turned his sanctuary into a prison, his body into their plaything, and his soul into a battleground for their sick games.

"Shut up," Ethan growled and fired his spit onto Jaden's tear-stained cheek. "Ya're gonna tell us the truth now, pedo. Ya caint deny it anymore, so don't ya dare lie to us again."

Jaden felt the blonde boy's spit trickle down his neck, and his 19-year-old body responded with a shiver that had nothing to do with the fan standing on the other side of the bed. Despite his mind screaming for it to stop, his body seemed to crave the pain and the degradation, his cock swelling even further.

"Just relax 'n enjoy it, Jaden. This is what ya deserve, right? We're just a bunch of boys havin' fun, no one else needs to know." He can hear Evan seductively say. "If you just lay there and take it, we'll keep it between us. No one will ever find out about your sick desires. Just let go 'n be ow-wah good little faggy whore."

Through gritted teeth, Jaden responded, "Just... f-fuck... hah... j-just don't tell anyone. Not my parents, and... aahh... especially not your dad,"

"Don't worry, pedo," Mitchell said, "We'll keep yer little secret. After all, we wouldn't want to ruin yer 'good' name, would we?"

Jaden's body bounced with each brutal thrust from Cameron, his ass feeling as if it was on fire. Then the youngest boy's hand reared back, smacking down on Jaden's ass with a resounding 'crack' that echoed through the room. "Moan for me, ya boy-lovin' bitch," he commanded, "Tell meh ya lak it!"

With a tremble, the biracial boy forced out a moan, the sound a betrayal to his own dignity. "A-aah... yes... I-I like it so much..."

Satisfied with what he wanted to hear, Cameron's thrusts grew more erratic, the pre-cum leaking from Jaden's ass smearing across the bed as his body was used for their sick amusement.

It wasn't long before the room was a sweltering inferno. Cameron started to yank off his dark blue shirt, revealing a pale torso adorned with only his American cross necklace. The shirt fell to the floor, revealing Cameron's smooth, taut stomach, pale as fresh milk and sculpted with the faintest suggestion of adolescent muscle. His outie bellybutton, a tiny pink protrusion like a shy sentinel, perched proudly above the waistband of his jeans. Sunlight caught the sheen of sweat along his ribcage as he worked Jaden's ass with brutal efficiency, the American cross, dangling between his collarbones, was swinging wildly with each thrust.

Mitchell leaned back against the wall with one hand stroking his dick in a lazy, practiced rhythm. His blue eyes were written with perverted glee as he took in the sight of Jaden being dominated by his baby brother. "Look at ya, Cam," he gave a few nods of approval, "Gettin' that sweet pedo ass all filled up with yer dirty man meat. Makes meh proud, it does. Keep nailin' that perverted loser, lil' bro. Impregnate him with yer juices lak a champ."

The miasma of lust and depravity thicken the very air they breathed as Ethan's sadistic grin grew wider with a new idea taking shape in his twisted mind. He leaned in and whispered into Cameron's ear, causing the younger boy to pull out of Jaden's torn ass with a wet, sloppy sound. "Hey, Cam, let's see if this pedo can handle both mine and Evan's dicks in his mouth," Ethan suggested, licking his lips in anticipation. "If he can, we'll know he's a true slut."

Jaden's eyes widened in horror at the twins' suggestion, his blood now running cold. "W-what? You're... gonna make me suck... B-BOTH of your cocks?" he stuttered, the very thought making bile rise in his throat. "I-I don't think I can do that," he protested weakly, his jaw already sore from the earlier abuse.

Ethan's smile grew more twisted as he grabbed a fistful of Jaden's brunet curls, yanking his head back to expose his neck. "Oh, ya're gonna do it alright," he hissed, his breath hot against Jaden's ear. "Ya're our little slut now, ain't ya?"

Ugh, what is it with you brats pulling my hair, like, several fucking times? It's as if y'all are trying to rip it off my scalp! Jaden thought with irritation. He was getting fed up with the way the Boebert boys kept pulling his hair.

Mitchell stepped forward, his own cock now standing at attention. "Ya're gonna take both of their cocks, Jaden," he announced with a smug grin, "'n if ya do exactly as we say, maybe we'll let ya cum."

The thought of such an abominable act made Jaden a bit nauseous, but the promise of having a sweet relief from the torment perpetrated by the kids he secretly lusted for was like a siren's call, luring him closer to the edge of oblivion.

Ethan and Evan released their grips on his legs, allowing him to turn over onto his back where he would stare up at the two blonde-haired 13 year olds. The idea that he'll soon be having both of their young, eager dicks in his mouth at once was a lot to handle, but the desperate need to climax overrode his self-preservation instincts. He used both hands and took Ethan's cock in one hand and Evan's in the other, stroking them both tentatively.

"Yeah, ya lak feelin' how hard ow-wah cocks are, don't ya?" Ethan huskily spoke, "But we ain't got all day, so open yer mouth, slut. Time fo-wah ya to earn that cum ya want so badly."

Jaden, feeling like he's no longer in control of himself, obeyed, opening his mouth as wide as it could go. He allowed Ethan's cock to push past them, and it felt like trying to swallow a baseball bat, but he had to admit, the taste wasn't as unpleasant as Mitchell's as he had imagined.

As he began to bob his head, taking Ethan deeper with every pass, Evan positioned himself alongside his twin. "Mah turn," he grinned, and Jaden had no choice but to open wider, allowing the second Boebert brother to fill his mouth as well.

Cameron lifted Jaden's legs over his bony shoulders with surprising strength for his age, the muscles in his arms straining as he lined up his cock once more with the slick, abused opening. Before Jaden could even whimper, he thrust back in, the pain was very intense as Jaden winced before relaxing. The twins began to fuck his face in tandem, their hands tangled in his hair as they forced him to take them deeper, their hips rocking in time with Cameron's brutal thrusts from behind.

The pressure built in his head, his cheeks were gaunt with each desperate suck and slurp, as the brothers took turns fucking his mouth, their pre-adolescent girth stretching his jaw to its limits. The salty tang of pre-cum filled his mouth, and he could feel the beginnings of their climaxes building, their cocks swelling and pulsing in his grip.

"How sad," Cameron once again makes fun of the Wilson teen with spiteful joy as his hips grow more vicious. "Thought ya had some kinda pow-ah ovah us with yer secret, huh? But ya're just a helpless little bitch fo-wah boy cock. Ya're so pathetic, takin' it from us lak this. Caint even fight back,"

"This is what ya get, ya creepy pedo," Mitchell added with an unfriendly sneer, his sapphire eyes flashing with anger. "Takin' pics of us without permission for yer sick little art projects. We ain't yer dolls to play with! But since ya lak us so much, ya can show us how much ya appreciate us by swallowin' every last drop of our cum."

Evan's eyes fluttered shut as he leaned his forehead against Ethan's, their breaths mingling in the tension-filled air above Jaden's face. "Oh man, It feels so... Oooohhh so good, Eth," he groaned, the pleasure of his cock rubbing against his twin's in the warm, wet cavern of their victim's mouth. "His tongue is like a little fuckin' snake, ain't it? Warm and wet... Lak it's made just for us."

The younger twin opened his eyes, looking down at the 19-year-old man's tear-stained face. "Look at him, man." he chuckled, "He's lovin' every second of it. Two real men sharing his mouth. Ain't nothin' lak it, is they-yur?"

They can feel their orgasms approaching, their hips thrusting in unison into Jaden's willing, yet quivering mouth.

Mitchell lazily stroked his thick erection, drawing out his own pleasure as he watched his brothers ravish their 19 year old neighbor. "It's lak ya'll are fuckin' each other," the brown-haired boy mused, "but even better, ain't it? 'cause ya got this he-yah pedo to do it fo-wah ya."

Despite the 14 year old's own impending climax, he didn't want to end the show just yet. The power dynamic was too delicious, too satisfying. "Keep suckin' 'em, Jaden," he urged, "don't stop until yer new masters bust a nut en yer filthy mouth."

"Goddamn, Jaden," Cameron drawled, his thrusts becoming more deliberate and savage, "Yer ass... Ooh... is tighter than the pussies of those slutty middle school bitches we been bustin' open!" The 11 year old's eyes narrowed with unromantic lust, the same look he'd wear when recounting his own sexual conquests to his friends. His snot ran freely from his nose, the excitement of corrupting the older boy only adding to his impure pleasure. "Bet ya liked it... hah... aw fuck... w-when we was talkin' 'bout how we were doin' it earlier, didn't ya?!"

Cameron drew nearer, his snot leaking from his nose before he sniffed it in. "I betcha ya're all jealous, ain't ya? Hearin' about us gettin' some pussy while ya sit he-yah with ya're cock all lonely 'n sad. Maybe ya're not just a pedo, but a virgin too! Or maybe ya're gettin' all hot and bothered thinkin' 'bout us doin' ya like we've done to those girls, huh?"

Even if his mouth isn't intruded by Ethan and Evan's cocks he didn't dare voice his defense. Jaden's thoughts strayed to Naomi, the only person he shared a romantic relationship with, a brief and bittersweet memory that seemed like a lifetime ago. He knew that if he dared to mention her, if he tried to defend himself with the shreds of a past relationship, they would only use it as more ammunition for their relentless barrage of insults. The very thought of their taunts about his small cock, Naomi's reason for leaving, was enough to keep his mouth shut and his eyes trained on the ceiling, just accepting two cocks filling his mouth and the one claiming his ass.

Jaden's small aching hard cock throbbed from the sight of the blonde-haired Boebert twins leaning on their foreheads, their cocks sliding in and out of his mouth in a rhythmic dance of depravity. He finds it incredibly hard for his arousal to not recognize the incestuous nature of their actions. The twins' reddened cocks grew even thicker as they were both approaching their climax, the veins pulsing with the promise of their imminent release, as they revealed in the power they held over him.

Ethan leaned in closer to Evan, his blue eyes sparkling with a twisted kind of affection as he whispered, "Mmmhh... Aw gawd... E-Evan, I'm... fuck yeah... I-I'm gonna blow mah load... en this fag's mouth, bro."

His younger twin's arms tightened around his shoulders in an eerie show of camaraderie. "Yeah, m-me too... Nnhhh... Gettin' close," Evan grunted lustfully in agreement. He leaned into Ethan's embrace, their bodies pressing against each other as they shared the sick joy of their conquest.

The eldest Boebert boy walks towards the bed, "Look at 'em, Jaden," he sneered, gesturing to Ethan and Evan. "They're gonna cum in ya mouth any second now. But if ya really wanna make it good for 'em, ya better start jackin' 'em off." He nodded at his brothers, whose cocks were still buried in their neighbor's mouth, with his tan cheeks bulging with their combined girth.

The biracial teen's eyes widened further as the realization of what was being asked of him sunk in. Using both hands again, he reached up and wrapped his fingers around Ethan's cock, his touch tentative and unsure. The younger boy's eyes snapped open, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he watched their neighbor's hand work his shaft. Evan's cock followed suit, Jaden's hand now a blur as it stroked both of their dicks in time with their thrusts.

Mitchell's sapphire eyes glinted with sadistic glee as he watched Jaden's mouth stretched to accommodate both of his brothers' thick, pre-adolescent cocks. His thumb slides repeatedly his own engorged tip, smearing the bead of pre-cum around the sensitive head. "That's it, twins," he urged, "Let it all out. Feed this pedo slut yer boy juice, drench him in it!"

"Haahh... HHHAAAAAHHH... AAAAHHH FUUUUCK!" Ethan exclaimed, his voice cracking with adolescent excitement as he felt the first hot spurt of cum shoot from his cock into Jaden's mouth. His eyes rolled back in his head, his body spasming as he leaned into his brother's embrace, their chests pressing together in a perverse display of brotherly bonding, their hearts beating against each other.

"Hah... haa...~ I-I'm cummin', bro," Evan's own orgasm followed closely behind, his cock pulsing as he too filled Jaden's mouth with his sticky white seed. "Shit, SHIT... AH SHIT! AAAAHHH MOTHERFUCKING SHIIIIIIIT!"

The taste of buttered cream corn filled the 19-year-old's mouth, a bizarre and unwelcome flavor that only added to his humiliation. His throat tightened as he tried to swallow, the sheer volume of the twins' cum threatening to overflow.

Panic began to well up inside Jaden as the twins' cum continued to flood his mouth, the salty, sticky fluid coating his tongue and the back of his throat. Oh my god... how much cum have they been carrying? Are they trying to kill me? I can't... swallow that much! Please... MAKE IT STOP! His eyes watered as he desperately pleaded with them in his mind, willing them to stop, but the brothers' grunts of pleasure grew louder, their hips jerking and thrusting in unison with their climaxes.

The biracial teen could feel their cocks pulsing with every shot they released their sons and daughters into his mouth, the sensation almost overwhelming as he struggled to keep up with swallowing it all.

Cameron, his own cock still buried deep in Jaden's ass, and wiped his snotty nose with the back of his hand, grinning wickedly. "Enjoyin' the taste, Jaden" he cackled, "Yeah, gulp all of their boy milk down ya throat. Bet ya never had a mouthful THAT big, huh? Maybe ya'd lak to try mine next, huh?"

"Fuck yeah, that's a great idea, Cameron!" Mitchell's voice was a mix of excitement and malicious intent. "Why don't ya stop 'n have a go at his mouth, huh? I wanna feel that tight hole around meh," he said, giving Jaden's ass a hard smack. "Ya can have the honor of fuckin' his face now," he told his younger brother, his eyes never leaving the quivering form beneath them.

The boy with a buzz-cut pulled out with a wet 'pop'. "Fine, but ya better make it worth it," he warned, lowering the teen's legs before stepping aside to give Mitchell room.

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