How to train your sissy II - Fast Route.

The next morning, Angus woke up groggily, eyes foggy from sleep - and then he remembered what he had done yesterday evening and was wide awake. What had he been thinking? If his cousin found out, she'd never let him live it down. Hell, Janet wasn't letting him live it down that he'd stared at her! And yet... just the memory of yesterday made Angus's cock tingle, even as his face burned with shame. Still, he had to get up and eat breakfast before Janet woke up. Better avoid her for now...

"Mornin', nerd!" Damnit. So much for that. "Sleep well?"

Staring into his cerela, Angus pointedly avoided looking at his cousin. Janet fixed herself her usual sandwich and sat down opposite to Angus.

"Liking the cereal, Angie?" There was... something in her voice. Something predatory. "Taste good? Different maybe?"

Now that she said it... there was something. A hint of saltiness, clinging to his tongue... it was delicious! Angus was craving more, shoveling spoon after spoon of cereal into his mouth and gulping them down, licking out the bowl after it was empty - and still it wasn't enough.

"M-more..."

"You're in luck, Angie~. I got more riiight..." Angus looked up and into the feral grin on Janet's face. And then she stood up, shoving her chair back. "... Here."

Angus's eyes bulged. Janet was wearing the same tanktop and panties from yesterday, but the contents had changed. Below. She was holding the fattest, veiniest cock he'd ever seen in her right hand. And another one in her left, a pair of chicken-egg sized balls in a taut, hairless scrotum hanging below. Both schlongs were rock-hard and throbbing, and from their tips, oozing out of the foreskin-covered glanses...

"That's right, Angie. That's the stuff I put in your milk. Want mooore~?"

His mind fuzzy, Angus had a feeling something wasn't quite right. But the smell wafting from Janet's twin shafts was irresistible, intoxicating, and he found himself crawling over the table, eyes glued to his cousin's crotch as she took step afteer step backwards, leading him into the middle of the kitchen. Drool collected in Angus's mouth while he followed on all fours, and he had to swallow several times so he didn't have it dripping down his chin.

"Wow. You actually can't resist it, huh? What's it with you and twin sex characteristics?" Chuckling, Janet slapped her meaty cocks together. "But I'm not doing anything you don't want, Angie. So, you gonna tell me what you want?"

"I want... more, I want..." Now, drool was dripping over Angus's chin. "Your cum... so salty..."

"Mhmm. You know how these things work, right?" As Janet made her cocks wobble at the base, Angus's head whipping up and down trying to follow their movements. "You know what to do if you want more?"

"I have to... suck you off..." Again, something nudged Angus's mind. Janet was his cousin... But he'd just be blowing her. And hadn't he busted a nut yesterday to her moaning, masturbating her lower twins as he now knew? Would it be so much worse to do this now? But all the thinking became moot when Janet moved her cocks along under Angus's nose. Who cared about any of that? He needed more of that delicious, creamy, thick...

"What are you waiting for, my little cockslut?" Giving her shafts alternating strokes, Janet squeezed more of the delicious fluid out of them. "You want it? Get to it."

Scooting forwards on his knees eagerly, Angus grabbed the left thick, twitching shaft in both hands, gingerly extending his tongue to lick up the pre gathering at the tip. He had not been prepared for the explosion of flavor, delicious saltiness spreading through his hot, wet mouth. Shivering with relish, Angus wrapped his lips around Janet's glans, sucking out sticky, viscous pre and swishing it around in his mouth before swallowing as he slowly peeled the foreskin back with his tongue. He'd never gotten a blowjob himself, but as the owner of a - rock-hard and neglected - dick himself, Angus had a pretty good idea what his cousin would like.

"Damn, where'd you learn to suck dick like that?" Groaning, Janet let go of her left cock, digging her fingers in Angus's short hair, and slapped his face with her right dick, forcing Angus to close one eye. "That tight little mouth of yours... fuck~!"

Bucking her hips, Janet **** a few more inches of her dick into Angus's drooling maw, stretching his lips and depositing spurts of pre right into his throat. The musk filling Angus's nose made his eyes completely unfocus as pink, hazy lust clogged up his brain, making thinking almost impossible as his hands dropped limply to the floor. Only one-word thoughts shot through the cocksucker's mind, all centered around the shaft forcing its way inside him.

'Cock... suck... cum... tasty... more...'

"Whatcha think, cockslut, can you take it all?" Janet moved her left hand to the back of Angus's head. "Let me help you with that."

Directing his eyes upwards let Angus see little more than his cousin's trim belly, but then his eyes snapped open wide when Janet began to push Angus' heads towards her crotch. The scent, the sensations, the pink fog in his head - everything grew more intense, and Angus found himself pushing together with his cousin, eager to feel everything of Janet. But it was hard going - his cousin's glans alone was so big that it felt like it was filling his whole mouth. Janet's second cock, throbbing and lurching mightily, rubbed against Angus's ear as he bobbed and pushed, intent on stuffing his cousin's shaft down his throat.

"Glagh, glgh, grkh!" Gagging whenever Janet's glans hit the back of his throat, Angus felt tears flow from his eyes - and only in part because he was getting ****-fed a 10 inch cock. There was also frustration that he was failing to gobble it down. "Glghukh!"

"I'm a little disappointed, cockslut." Pushing Angus away from her cock, against his resistance this time, Janet jerked her right cock next to his head as she began pumping her left in and out of her cousin's mouth, facefucking him almost gently as he lapped along the underside of her shaft. "Only a--hngh! Little, though. If you keep doing that with your tongue, I'll fill you up so fucking soon!"

Hearing that, Angus felt his heart beat even faster than it already was. He wanted it, he needed it, and his face and lips tingled erotically as he sucked and slurped all over Janet's pistoning dick. Her other cock kept slapping against the side of his head, smearing precum into his hair and against his ear. The volume from both massive rods had intensified, an almost steady stream dripping on him, soiling his clothes and, most importantly, disappearing down his insatiable maw. It tasted so good, making shivers run down his body, completely ignored cock throbbing and twitching in his pants.

"This feels--fuck! So much better than jerking off!" Hips jackhammering away, drool and pre squelching and frothing, Janet kept fucking her cousin's mouth and her own fist. "You ready, cockslut? I--ungh! Feel a big one coming."

"Mmmh, mmmgh!" Muffled, excited squeals rising from his throat, Angus could feel Janet's fat prick swell even more between his lips, a last spurt of pre, and...

"Oh fuck, YEAH!" With a mighty thrust, Janet rammed her cock forwards, the glans sliding into Angus's well-lubricated throat, and then he could feel scaldingly hot cum blast into his esophagus. "Take it, you slut!"

Angus didn't even have to do anything - as Janet's right cock kept shooting rope after rope of cum through the air and onto the kitchen table, more and more spilled deep into his insides. The only problem was: He couldn't taste any of it. Struggling and pushing against Janet's hips, Angus managed to have the very last shot fill his mouth to bursting, groaning at the taste covering his tongue. As Janet pulled away, wiping her cocks on his cheeks, Angus kept her cum in his mouth for what felt like minutes until he finally swallowed.

"Holy shit, that was awesome." Janet's cocks softened slowly, the left wet with cum and spit, hanging between her legs right next to each other. "Felt better than getting eaten out! You know, I'll reward you, Angie. I got your shirt all dirty, so how about I get you some clothes?"

"Huh?" The pink cotton inside Angus' head took its sweet time turning back into a functioning brain. "I have... plenty other shirts?"

"Nonono, Angie." Walking over to where Angus was sitting on his knees, Janet hauled him up and began pulling him towards her room. "Cocksluts don't wear shirts!"