your MBF Sam

your mutual best friend, Sam, walks in. He walks up to Allie, looking down at you. The three of you have been best friends for ten years, but as he looks down at you, you can see his respect and care for you dissolving as he looks back to Allie, “Holy fuck, Allie. What's going on?”

Allie pulls your head back by your hair and slides her prick into your mouth. You immediately start to suck her dick because you know your place now and you're not going to defy her again, “I found this faggot exercising by fantasising about being fucked. I decided to take it for myself, and see if it's worth anything.”

“Holy fuck, Allie!” repeats Sam, before Allie pulls your head off her prick and shoves your face against Sam's crotch, “O-ohh ...” You can feel his pants tightening as his body starts to react.

“Get his prick out, faggot!” orders Allie, and your cheeks warm but you quickly raise your hands to Sam's hips, pulling his pants and underclothes down so your face is mashed directly against his hardening cock.

“You want a sample, man?” asks Allie, and Sam groans as you feel his hands moving into your hair as she lets go.

“Y-yea ...” Sam groans. You can't believe your ears, but soon his fingers wrap around your ears and clamp down hard. His grip hurts as you whine against his prick, but he doesn't relent. Instead, he just kicks you in the nuts.

“Shut up fag!” he snaps.

“I'm trying to decide whether it's good enough as-is or if I should reprogram it. It tried to prove to me it doesn't need to be hypnotised, but it sucks pathetically badly. Right now it's only good as a cocksleeve,” Allie says, “See for yourself.”

Sam rolls his hips and slides his prick into your mouth. You immediately start to suck his cock, worshipping him with your mouth because you don't want to be reprogrammed. You're not good at it, you don't know what you're doing, you've never done this before, but you suck as hard as you can on his meat. Sam just groans, rolling his hips against your face slowly.

“Well, man? What do you think? Should I reprogram it?” asks your twin sister as your mutual best friend tightens his fingers around your ears and begins to skull-fuck you.

“Fuck! It's an inept cocksucker, but it is a pretty good cocksleeve,” you blush as Sam degrades you, wondering what he'll say about reprogramming you in spite of your best efforts to avoid it. You desperately continue trying to do better, but neither of them are giving you instructions on how to do that.