The Biohazard Boys vs ChrissyHardcore 

Leon takes a fistful of Chrissy’s hair and presses his lips against his. His slick, wet tongue forces its way down Chrissy’s throat. Leon’s never been tender with him, and it looks like the years haven’t made him more mellow.

He breaks the kiss and turns Chrissy around to face Chris, chuckling when he sees Chrissy’s erection jutting out. “Miss seeing that hard clit of yours.” Leon licks Chrissy’s ear. “Give Chris a kiss, slut.”

Chrissy doesn’t need to be told twice. He glues his lips onto Chris’s. He wonders if this Chris is as slutty as he is. But Chris’s kiss is a bit awkward.

“How kinky are you, Chris?” Leon unzips his pants.

“I… Uh…” Chris’ still reeling from the sloppy kiss his twin gave him.

“Get in the tub, whore,” Leon says.

Chrissy can feel his heart almost leap out of his chest in anticipation. Is Leon going to… But he’s never done this to him before…

“Open your mouth.” Leon aims his dick at Chrissy. “You see, Chris, when we were testing the portal jumper, I spent every chance I had in this universe to train my little girl right here to obey my every command. Including drinking my piss whenever, and wherever I tell her.”

The first splash of Leon’s piss hits his cheek and Chrissy quickly adjust his head so Leon can piss directly into his mouth.

“And this bitch seems to remember everything. Right?”

Chrissy nods. Then he looks at Chris who stands there with his mouth agape. He can’t decipher Chris’s expression. Is he disgusted? Disappointed? Turned on?

“Go ahead, Chris. You know you need to piss.” Leon’s still pissing down Chrissy’s throat when he grabs Chris’s shoulder and pushes him forward.

Chrissy smiles when the second stream of piss hits his face and hair. Under his knees and legs, he can feel his clothes, wet from the rain outside, turning warm from the piss as the fabric absorbs it.

Leon laughs. “Yeah, that’s it! Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Chris chuckles. “Whoa, this is… new.”

“Don’t be shy, buddy. Get her hair and titties wet too.” Leon points at Chrissy.

Chrissy can feel the hot stream hit his hair and body. He spreads the liquid all over him. Smiling and giggling, relishing the attention the two men are giving him.

“You’re such a good bitch, aren’t you? Yeah, such a good little bitch. Such a good, piss-loving bitch.” Leon shakes his dick, flinging the last bit of his piss on Chrissy’s face. He then looks at Chris. “You done, buddy?”

“Yeah, I guess. It’s… difficult to urinate when I’m hard.”

Leon chuckles. “Why don’t you clean his dick, babygirl? Bet you want to suck the piss out of Chris’s huge, veiny, manly dick.”

There’s almost nothing Chrissy loves better than the sound of a man moaning when his lips are wrapped around the man’s dick. And Chris’s masculine, growling moan is music to Chrissy’s ears.

“That’s it, bud,” Leon says. “Fuck the slut’s face. Don’t hold back. She loves it rough.”

Chris starts pistoning his cock in and out of Chrissy’s mouth. Chrissy can taste the rain, the sweat, and the piss on Chris’s skin. The combination drives him crazy.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Chris says. “Damn, Leon. You sure know how to pick them whores.”

“This bitch’s truly one of a kind.” Leon offers his dick to Chrissy. “She’s a gold-star slut. I bet she could even suck the virus out of any mutants.”

“Even Cerberus?”

“Especially Cerberus.”

Both men laugh.

“What’s… what’s a Cerberus?” Chrissy looks up at Leon as he jacks off both dicks.

“A mutant Doberman,” Leon says. “You’d have a doggy cock in your mouth and another knotting your cunt, breeding you with mutant pups. You’d love it.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Chris says. “I’d pay good money to see that.”

Leon chuckles. “You horny bastard.”

Down below, Chrissy’s eyes are glazed over, no doubt thinking of being stuffed on both ends by Doberman cocks turns Chrissy on even more. It takes him back to the days with Thor, Wade’s Rottweiler.

“Hey!” Leon says. “Keep sucking, you dumb, lazy bitch!” He jabs Chrissy’s cheek with his dick and Chrissy responds by opening his mouth. Leon and Chris force their dicks in Chrissy’s mouth.

Chrissy moans, happy to have his mouth stretched by two big cocks.

“I think we should punish this bitch for zoning out.”

“Yeah?” Chris says. “What do you have in mind?”

Chrissy looks up at Leon.

“That look won’t get you out of trouble, missy,” Leon says with a big smile. “Lie down in the tub, bitch.”

Chrissy lies down on the tub, his back pressed against his clothes that are soaked with the two men’s piss.

“Piss on yourself.”

On cue, Chrissy starts pissing. The golden-clear liquid drenches his titties and nipples, and his abs. It even shoots up to his face. He can hear Chris gasp.

“Lift your ass and swallow your piss, skank.”

Chrissy obliges. He opens his lips and lets the warm, salty stream enter his mouth. It hits his face and trickles down the sides of his mouth.

When he’s done, he opens his eyes and sees the two men grinning at him.

“Not much of a punishment if he loves it.”

Leon laughs. “Wanna fuck her, Chris?”

“Can I?” Chris looks at Leon.

“Mi puta es su puta.”

“Been a long time.”

“Keep your mouth open, slut,” Leon says. He then spits in Chrissy’s mouth. “Swallow. Good girl.”

Chrissy doesn’t know if he’s crying tears of joy or humiliation. But why can’t they be both? He knows how much he loves to be degraded, and Leon knows it well. His Guatemalan boyfriend might’ve been the one who prostituted him out to men when he was barely legal, but it was Leon who truly trained him, laying the foundations for the true degradation that Wade (and later Matt) enjoyed with him.

He’s jolted out of his daydream when he feels a stream of cold water being dumped on him. Leon turned on the shower, cleaning Chrissy from the men’s piss.

When Chrissy’s (more or less) clean, Leon turns off the water and yanks Chrissy out by his wet hair. “Get up, whore.”

He leads Chrissy into the bedroom and throws Chrissy onto the mattress.

“Wait, wait…” Chrissy says. “The PlayPad.”

“The what?” Leon says as he takes off his jacket.

“The black thing around Chris’s waist.”

Leon looks at Chrissy. Amused but also slightly annoyed. “Always my prim and proper faggot princess.”

“Here.” Chris hands the Playpad to Leon, who throws it at Chrissy.

“Satisfied, bitch?” Leon says.

Chrissy spreads the PlayPad on his mattress. “Yes, thank you.”

“‘Thank you’ what?”

Chrissy swallows hard. He’s forgotten his training. “Yes, thank you, Master Leon.”

“That’s right,” Leon squeezes Chrissy’s jaw. “Don’t you forget it. Dumb fuckin’ bitch. Get over here, Chris.”

Leon takes off the rest of his clothes and positions himself behind Chrissy. He grabs Chrissy’s ankles and spreads his legs as wide as he can, presenting Chrissy’s cunt to Chris. “Finger yourself, skank.”

Chrissy drives his fingers inside deeper. He moans loudly when he hits his own prostate, massaging it. He hears Leon laugh. He hears Leon call him degrading names. Chrissy closes his eyes.

Chrissy sucks his index finger and then inserts it in his hole.

“Deeper, whore,” Leon says. “And use more fingers. Fuckin’ lazy bitch.”

Chrissy’s moans start to get louder and louder as he adds two more fingers and push them to their knuckles in his cunt, imagining all kinds of cocks invading him.

But Leon has other plans. “Now suck it clean, faggot.”

He’s more than happy to oblige. His submissive slut instinct kicks in. He wants to cum, but above all, he needs to satisfy his Master.

“Does he… Does he just do everything you tell him?” Chris says.

Leon laughs. “She’s dumber than a blowup sex doll. Prettier, though.”

“Can I fuck her?”

“Yeah, absolutely.”

“Can I taste her hole first?”

Chrissy’s cunt quivers with anticipation. It’s already weird that this man has his face, now he wants to go down on him? He looks at Leon, who’s looking down at him. Leon gives him his signature, half-cocked smile.

“Beg, slut,” Leon says.

Chrissy gulps. “Pl… Please…”

“Don’t look at me, you dumb whore!” Leon grabs Chrissy’s head and forces him to face Chris.

When he locks eyes with Chris, Chrissy sees uncertainty in Chris’s eyes. He can tell this is the wildest sex Chris’s been involved in. He feels an odd sense of victory.

“Please…” Chrissy says.

“Master Chris,” Leon says. “Say it.”

Chrissy’s triumph deflates. Leon makes it clear that he’s at the bottom of the totem pole.

“Please…” Chrissy’s words are caught in his throat. He doesn’t know why he’s hesitating. He’s done this thousands of times, begging his Masters.

“Please what, bitch?” Leon tightens his grip on Chrissy’s hair.

“Please lick my… my pussy, Master Chris.”

Chris’s face softens and he smiles. “Don’t mind if I do.”

At the same time, Leon shoves his big dick down Chrissy’s throat.

The rest feels like a blur to Chrissy. Chris is tender, but he fucks like someone who knows he’s about to die anytime. Leon, on the other hand, hasn’t changed through all these decades, and he’s the one who pulls all the strings. Chrissy can’t remember how many times the men trade places with each other. Chris’s and Leon’s cocks go from inside his cunt to his mouth back to his cunt. Leon teaches Chris to spit on Chrissy’s face and into Chrissy’s mouth. It’s like Chris goes from vanilla to kinky in minutes.

Then the double fuck. It starts as a dare, Leon egging Chris to put his big dick alongside his in Chrissy’s cunt. Chrissy has no say in it. Whatever Leon wants goes. Chrissy can’t believe he’s never done this with Wade and Matt.

The sensation is indescribable, especially when one of them stops and the other moves. He feels full, stretched out. Someone’s hands grab and knead his titties, twisting his nipples. Chris gives him a sloppy kiss (Chrissy loves that Chris is a kisser).

It doesn’t take long until Chris grunts and announces he’s going to cum.

“Fuck, me too,” Leon says. He slips out of Chrissy’s gaping cunt without warning. In fact, it’s so open that Chris’s dick also slips out.

Leon grabs a handful of Chrissy’s hair and forces him to kneel between the two men. He instinctively opens his mouth, waiting for Leon and Chris to unload their seeds. He doesn’t have to wait long.

He doesn’t know who cums first. All he feels is stream after stream of hot fuck hitting his cheek. He turns his neck, trying to swallow as much as possible. Another hot stream hits the other side of his face, and turns his attention to that other cock. He can feel it drip down his titties. He can feel someone smear more cum on his face.

Chrissy licks his lips, savoring the sweet, salty, thick taste of the men’s cum, mixed with his cunt juice.

He looks up. Leon and Chris are looking down at him, grinning from ear to ear.

“You wanna squirt, babygirl?” Leon runs his fingers through Chrissy’s pink hair.

“Yes, please, Master Leon.”

“Oo, can I make her cum?” Chris says.

Leon laughs. “Be my guest.”

Chris pushes Chrissy gently back down on the mattress. Leon sits behind him, holding him still. His arms feel comforting.

“Fuck, she’s loose.” Chris laughs when he inserts two fingers in Chrissy’s cunt. He adds another. Then another.

“Damn, Chris,” Leon says. “Just fuck the dumb bitch with your fist.”

Chris doesn’t need any more encouragement. He shoves his thumb in and pushes his whole hand inside Chrissy’s cunt.

Chrissy throws his head back, but Leon grabs a tuft of his pink hair and forces him to watch his own body being violated by his twin.

“Flick that clit for Master Chris, whore.”

Chris spits on Chrissy’s tiny dicklet, lubricating it. Chrissy starts working on his hard dicklet, all the while feeling Chris’s fist going in and out of his cunt. Each time Chris rotates his fist, Chrissy can feel his knuckles grazing and massaging his prostate.

It takes him less than a minute for Chrissy to squirt. He squirts so hard so much it lands on his face, his titties, his abs.

The two men laugh.

“Goddamn,” Chris says. “Bitch shoots like a geyser.”

Chrissy’s cunt makes a squishy noise when Chris pulls out his fist.

“Don’t waste your cum, stupid skank,” Leon says.

“Here, lemme help.” With his hand, still wet from Chrissy’s cunt, Chris scoops Chrissy’s cum and feeds it to Chrissy, forcing Chrissy to taste his own cum and cunt juice. Chrissy licks Chris’s hand clean, down to his wrist.

“That’s my bitch.” Leon kisses Chrissy’s forehead. “Good girl. What a good little whore you are.”

Chrissy gulps the last bit of his cum from Chris’s hand and tries to catch his breath. He looks up and finds Leon smiling down on him.

“I love you, Master Leon…”

“I know you do, slut. I know you do.”