During summer vacation, my two brothers and I

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The following summer, my two buddies and I both found part-time jobs, thinking we could finally escape their harassment. However, they continued to humiliate me at every opportunity. Whenever we finished work before my father and Elizabeth, they would force me to kneel before them and take turns sucking their stinky, black penises.
After starting university, I felt much more liberated, but those two guys were still looking for opportunities to humiliate me. During my first summer in university, Philip found a job serving the football team and other sports, Edward worked as a salesman in a tire shop, and I found work at a computer repair shop. But even with these long working hours, the two brothers would still force me to perform services for them when no one was home, forcing me to suck their penises and swallow their semen.
By the second summer, it wasn't so easy for them to find opportunities to humiliate me anymore, because their working hours had increased again, and I was hired as a full-time employee at the computer repair shop, often working late into the night and sometimes even having to travel for work. Moreover, those two guys each had girlfriends, and those two girls could satisfy their sexual desires. However, this didn't mean they were willing to completely let me go; it just meant the humiliation wasn't happening as frequently as before.
Later, Edward moved out of the house because of work, so almost all the humiliation of me was Philip's doing. Before my father and Elizabeth got off work, or after they went to bed, whether I was showering in the bathroom or watching TV in the living room, Philip would seize this opportunity to humiliate me when we were alone. Sometimes, he would even come to my bedroom after I went to bed and force me to perform oral sex on him.
During my last summer vacation before college, they only had a few opportunities to be alone with me, but they seized those opportunities completely. The difference was that in these last few chances, their humiliation of me intensified. They even forced me to strip naked and lie on the bed or sofa, forcing my head to rest on the edge of the bed or the armrest of the sofa. One man thrust his penis straight into my throat, forcing me to perform deep throat and oral sex, while another grabbed my legs and lifted them into the air, exposing my anus. His thick penis, without even using lubricant, was
thrust
directly into my tight, narrow anus, relentlessly thrusting into my mouth and anus from back to front, finally ejaculating into
my 　　mouth and ordering me to swallow it all. ＊
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No, Philip would grab me before I even reached the door. Call the police? No, I wouldn't even have a chance to dial the number, and even if I did, what would I tell the police? Or should I just fight them? But past experience tells me that's a death sentence; both of them are much stronger than me, and a single move could beat me to a pulp.
After carefully considering all the possibilities of escaping this predicament, I felt I had no chance and could only manage a helpless bitter smile. Edward laughed when he saw my expression; perhaps he had guessed what I was thinking. After all, this wasn't the first time they'd put me in such an awkward and unpleasant position.
Since I couldn't resist any humiliation they inflicted, I could only try to suppress my inner pain and endure the inevitable torment.
"Alright, let's not talk about those embarrassing things for now,"
Edward said, a strange smile on his face. I knew that smile all too well; it was the same smile he gave me every time he came up with a bad idea to humiliate me. He continued, “Then let’s see your sissy-like frame. Come on, take off your shirt.”
I hesitated for a moment, and Philip twisted my arm hard, causing me excruciating pain. I had no choice but to comply and take off my shirt. As usual, Edward made me take off my shoes, socks, and trousers.
“Look at this,”
he said, pointing at me, startling me so much that I quickly covered my penis, hidden by my underwear. Edward was getting angry. “Hey, Philip, what are you doing? Let our little girl see what a real man looks like!”
Philip laughed as he took off his coat and shoes, then his trousers, revealing repulsive, dark hair covering his arms and legs. This guy was incredibly burly; his arms were almost thicker than my legs, and his entire body was a mass of bulging, muscular muscles. My newlywed wife looked this tall, muscular man up and down, her mouth agape in astonishment.
“Well? Notice the difference?”
Edward said to my wife, then turned to his brother and me, shouting, “Philip, take off your vest. And you, my little brother, take your vest off too.”
Seeing the brothers’ malicious expressions, I was furious and shook my head, saying I didn’t want to take it off. But before I could finish speaking, Philip pounced on me, grabbed my vest, flipped it up, wrapped it around my neck, and twisted it so hard I almost suffocated. I had to beg him to let go and obediently took off my vest.
Philip’s chest was covered in body hair; he trained all day for the football team and other sports-related work, and his muscles were very well-developed. In contrast, I was short and weak, and I didn’t have chest hair, a characteristic of male masculinity. My wife, Abby, looked at the two almost naked men standing in front of her, her expression unnatural. I could tell she was clearly surprised by Philip’s muscularity and somewhat dissatisfied with my weakness. I knew this comparison was pointless for me.
At that moment, I saw Edward slip his hand under my wife's armpit and grope her waist. I think she must have felt his touch and knew that Edward was deliberately pulling her clothes down to expose her breasts to his view. When Edward looked up from my wife's breasts, he saw me watching his shameful act. Instead of stopping, he winked at me deliberately to annoy me.
Oh, I hated him!
That guy's hands kept stroking Abby's chest and abdomen through her clothes, staring at me with wide eyes as if in defiance. "Now, let her see the biggest difference between you two, Philip!"
Edward said wickedly through gritted teeth, directing Philip to take off his underwear.
"No! Don't do this in front of my wife! No!..."
I protested with my last bit of self-respect, "I will never compare myself to you..."
But before I could finish speaking, Philip had already come over and pulled down my underwear. He was very skilled at this, because he and his brother, along with his cronies, often did this to me in high school. Just like before, Edward and Philip burst into laughter at my embarrassment.
Seeing my awkwardness and hearing my two brothers laugh, my new wife seemed to be infected by their laughter as well, and a smile appeared on her face, which pained me deeply. While I could tolerate the humiliation from others, my wife's smile made me lose all control, and tears of bitterness and shame immediately streamed down my face.
My wife noticed my pain and began to say comforting words, hoping to ease my suffering. But at that moment, Philip grabbed my wrist, forcefully pulling my hand, which was covering my penis, behind my back. He then flicked my soft penis with his index finger and burst into laughter with Edward.
"Look at this little cock! It's unbelievable! Is this really a man's penis?"
Philip said, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. Then he grabbed his own penis. It wasn't hard yet, but I knew how big it would be when it was; the glans alone was much larger than my entire penis.
With his thrusting, Philip's penis grew harder and harder, finally fully erect. I tried to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention to break free, but he pushed me down to my knees on the floor.
“Look at this!”
Philip said amidst Edward’s laughter. “My little brother really loves my big cock. Look, he’s kneeling down and worshipping it.”
“I bet you’ve never seen your little husband suck cock before,”
Edward said to my wife with a laugh.
“Come on, let’s begin, my little brother.”
Philip said, releasing his hands that were holding mine, grabbing my hair and pressing my face against his big cock. I quickly braced myself against his thick thighs, struggling to move my face away from his cock. But Philip’s hands were so strong that I couldn’t break free.
“What are you doing?”
my wife cried, drawing my attention back to her as I struggled in pain. I forced my head to turn, enduring the pain of my hair being pulled out, and saw that Edward had already unbuttoned my wife’s top, pulled it down, wrapped it around her arms, pulled it behind her back, and unhooked her bra. She was now only focused on struggling under Edward’s clutches and hadn’t noticed what Philip was doing to me.
“You have to see this, darling,”
Edward said to my wife. “You probably won’t believe what a monster your husband is.”
“He’s not, he loves me, and we…”
Abby struggled to speak.
Philip, seeing that my wife hadn’t succumbed to their lewdness, was furious. He lowered his head and said viciously to me, “You fucking suck my cock right now, or I’ll rip off your ears and tear off your two poor little testicles. Do you understand?”
“Fuck you!”
I cursed through gritted teeth, turning my face away from his vicious expression.
Philip was furious. As before, he grabbed one of my ears with each hand and tore them apart with all his might, the pain almost suffocating me. “Open your mouth!”
he yelled, continuing to pull, until the pain had gone numb, and I involuntarily opened my mouth, letting his thick, hard, smelly penis shove into it. His hands grabbed my hair again, pulling and pushing my head, making his penis thrust back and forth in my mouth.
“Oh, very good. Although your penis isn’t big, your oral sex skills are pretty good.”
Philip groaned, thrusting his penis into my throat. Having been humiliated like this countless times by those two brothers before, I wasn’t particularly bothered by it, but being humiliated like this in front of my wife by another man made me feel incredibly embarrassed. I glanced at my wife out of the corner of my eye and noticed that Edward had already removed her coat and bra.
I really hoped my wife could resist Edward’s advances, could protect her delicate breasts from his large hands. I hoped even more that she could escape Edward’s clutches and not focus her attention on me, who was being humiliated.
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“Hey, I can understand why you don’t want to have this gay husband’s child.”
Edward said, playing with my wife’s hardened nipples, the unprecedentedly intense stimulation making her gasp. “You know what? There’s a better way to avoid getting pregnant than using those awful condoms.”
“I, I… ah… I know… ah, I know, with… with… ah, with birth control pills… ah… my doctor told me… ah, but… ah, but I can’t…”
Abby gasped, enduring Edward’s stimulation.
“Okay, it’s alright, you didn’t take any pills anyway.”
Edward interrupted Abby, his eyes gleaming with wickedness and malice. “Maybe you don’t really like my method, but some women do, but they won’t tell anyone, you know? Now you have this opportunity, are you willing to try?”
“I, I… I don’t understand what you’re talking about,”
she stammered.
“Heh, you’re much luckier than other women, you don’t have to try this,”
he said.
Like my wife, I really didn’t understand what he was talking about, but I was certain that the method he was suggesting was definitely not something I liked.
“Here you go, Philip,”
Edward said, tossing him the tube of KY lubricant he’d just found in my wife’s luggage. Philip released his grip on my hair to catch the ointment, and most of his penis withdrew from my mouth.
Philip carefully examined the instructions for the KY lubricant, seemingly studying how to use it. Looking at his wicked face, from his slowly unfolding cruel smile, I knew he understood what Edward wanted him to do.
Sure enough, he grabbed my neck, forcing me to crawl on all fours, and moved the tube of ointment behind me. Because his iron-like hand was gripping my neck, I couldn’t turn my head, but I could feel a chill in my buttocks, knowing he had already applied the ointment to my anus, and I immediately tensed up.
“No! No!”
I screamed, “Don’t do that to me! Please, please! No! No!…”
But my pleas were useless. Philip’s rough, hard fingers plunged into my unlubricated anus, making me tremble with pain. I couldn’t help but scream again, tears streaming down my face amidst the pain, humiliation, and a strange sense of excitement. Since these two guys came to my house, they had done many humiliating things to me, but none of them had made me feel as embarrassed as this.
“What are you doing to him?”
my new wife asked.
“Heh, my sweetheart, this is the legendary anal sex,”
Philip said shamelessly to my wife. “It’s the perverted sexual behavior that gay men like him like. Women can avoid getting pregnant through anal sex, so many girls like it.”
“Are you kidding me?”
my wife said, completely naive and having never heard of such a thing.
“I’m not kidding, there really are a lot of women who like anal sex. Of course, all gay men like anal sex, they’d rather fuck each other’s stinky assholes than have sex with a pretty woman like you.”
Philip said, while inserting his thick fingers into my anus, then slowly pulling them out, and then thrusting them in again.
I dared not utter a sound, much less cry out in pain; I could only endure the agony. When Philip pulled out and then inserted two fingers again, I felt my sphincter was torn apart. A piercing pain spread from my anus throughout my body, and I heard my scream echoing in the hotel room.
"See? Look how much he enjoys being fucked in the ass!"
Edward said in a low voice.
"But, I think… I think he's in pain!"
my wife said, seeing that I didn't actually like this behavior.
"Come on, let your wife see how much you enjoy being fucked in the ass!"
Philip said with a wicked grin. I hated his tone.

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