Using David 8

The next three days I had no news from my slave. But on the fourth night he sent me this extremely long WhatsApp message while I was calmly having dinner at home:

"Sir, forgive me for not having written to you before, but the order you gave me is quite complicated to fulfill. I’ve had to talk to my brother little by little each day in order to bring it up:

First I told him that I had met someone I like very much… then that this someone excites me like no one has ever excited me sexually. And when he wanted to know what you and I did in bed to enjoy ourselves that way, I had no choice but to tell him that I have always felt very submissive… and that since the first time we met you had used me as your total slave, that I am your possession, that I live only to obey and serve you. Since I didn’t see him very surprised, I also blurted out that I was having a very bad time because my master had told me he was never going to use me again.

Dani looked me straight in the eyes and asked me what the reason was for leaving me if you had been so happy with me. So I had to explain to him, almost crying, that the reason was not having obeyed an order of yours. He was stunned… so much so that he was dying to know in what ways you had been using me these days. He laughed more and more as I told him everything you had done with me… and when I got to the last night and the part about how I hadn’t expected there to be a former slave in your bed when I entered the room, he ended up roaring with laughter… he said he found the story really funny. But I immediately noticed that more than amusement, what he felt was a lot of curiosity (that’s the bad thing about us twins, we’re almost one single person).

So yesterday he asks me to go out clubbing at the disco next to our house because he needs to get drunk since that afternoon he’d had a huge fight with his girlfriend and didn’t know whether to leave her. So we went out partying and got so wasted that on the way home we were walking arm in arm, and he got into that loving-little-brother mood he always gets when he drinks too much: I love you more than anyone… I don’t want to see you suffer… older brothers have to take care of the younger ones, and unfortunately for me he had been born 2 minutes earlier… that deep down I’m his other half… blah, blah, blah.

We got home, went to his room, and he undressed completely, throwing himself onto his bed. I undressed too, with my back to him, and he asked me to lie down beside him, that I needed one of those bear hugs he gives. I hesitated for a few seconds, but finally let my body fall flat onto the mattress, ending up face up. He turned to give me a kiss on the cheek and say something to me, and suddenly he fell silent when he saw my caged cock. He asked me with his eyes if he could touch it and I nodded… he placed his hand on it, examining it, and when he saw there were a few drops coming out of ...