The Mailman III

Rubén, upon seeing those photos of the orphan brothers in different positions, got a very hard cock. He didn’t imagine that those brothers were gay, much less that they would agree to be someone else’s slaves. That was what turned him on the most. So he decided to pay them a visit.

That afternoon he arrived at the brothers’ house. He knocked and the older one opened the door; he was 25 years old, wearing a short T-shirt, and his muscular arms could be seen. He was a handsome guy. Upon seeing Rubén, he smiled and said:

“Hi, neighbor, what brings you here?”

Rubén answered:

“Is your brother here? I have to talk to both of you.”

“Yes, he is. Did something happen?”

“No, it’s just that I’d like to discuss something with both of you.”

The boy told him to come in and took him to the living room. His brother was sitting there on a sofa. He was 22 years old, dark-haired, muscular like his brother. Upon seeing Rubén, he smiled and the braces he wore could be seen. They called the younger brother “the dark one,” because of his skin tone.

“Hi, Rubén,” said the younger brother.

“Hi,” Rubén greeted him. “The mailman dropped an envelope addressed to you. I found it and, because of the rain, it was open.”

He handed him the envelope with the photos. When the brothers saw it, they became very red and nervous.

“I didn’t know you had an owner.”

The older brother spoke:

“There’s an explanation.”

“I’d love to hear it,” Rubén said in an authoritative voice. Having them there in front of him, completely ashamed, was making him very horny.

The older brother began:

“When our parents died two years ago in that car accident, we found ourselves alone and with a series of debts my father had taken on. So we decided that the best thing was to sell everything and go to the city and start a new life. While we were sorting out the inheritance papers, my brother met a guy on a gay app and they talked for days until one day he told him about our financial problems. This guy told him that he could help us. He had quite a lot of money, but in exchange we had to become his slaves. My brother told me about it and after thinking it over, we took the step. That guy paid our debts and in exchange we served him, and the first thing he ordered us to do was go to a brothel, present ourselves to a madam, and prostitute ourselves there on weekends. And that’s what we do. Part of the money goes to him and another part to the madam. Besides that, he orders us to take photos, record videos, and he has even ordered me to fuck my brother.”

Upon saying this, his brother lowered his head in shame. Above all, what embarrassed him the most was that he loved it when his brother fucked him. He knew it wasn’t right, but they no longer fucked only when their Master ordered it; they f...