The B Factor: Fucked (Elimination #10)

In our tenth elimination round of The B Factor we asked you to answer the following question: Who is the best in bed? 190 votes have been counted, and here are the results.

(The full, unredacted results of the elimination rounds will be published before the final episode of The B Factor.)

There are only three candidates left:
Chris Evans
Tom Holland
Jake Gyllenhaal

AND THE LOSER IS:

Jake Gyllenhaal with 18% of the vote.

Aww, poor Jake! He has made it out of the Bottom Two a whopping five times - but all things must come to an end.

Jake Gyllenhaal is eliminated from The B Factor – and here’s his punishment.

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Fucked

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

Featured in this story: Jake Gyllenhaal and the twins (click for pictures)

“How on earth did he make it so far without proper training?” Will chuckled. “I thought blowing and bottoming were mandatory skills in Hollywood?”

“Things have changed”, Michael replied with a shrug. “Maybe you can become a movie star without those skills nowadays.”

The two handsome men were identical twins, 22 years old, tall and muscular, with blond hair and blue eyes. They were professional gymnasts, and it showed. Their bodies were perfect, with muscles in all the right places and not an ounce of fat on their bodies.

Will laughed out loud at his brother’s curious choice of words. “Nowadays”, he repeated with a chuckle. “Makes you sound like an old fart.” He grinned and added, “And that makes me sound like an old fart…”

They both laughed.

Will stretched his arms above his head moving his hips rythmically. “He’s, like, fifty, isn’t he? Fifty-five?” He looked down and grinned. “Is that about right?”

“Thwgrbrghph”, was the reply.

Jake Gyllenhaal was hanging mid-air, in a sling, his legs spread apart, spit-roasted by the twins’ massive cocks.

Michael was plowing the movie star’s ass while his brother was banging his throat.

“What was that?” Will chuckled. “I thought you were classically trained. Ever heard about proper pronunciation?” He grabbed the slings’ chains and started fucking Jake’s face harder, making Jake gag and retch as Will’s huge dick slid past his tonsils.

“He’s thirty-nine”, Michael laughed as he thrust his dick into Jake, fucking him hard.

“Close enough”, his brother shrugged his shoulders, grabbing Jake’s neck with both hands as he fucked his mouth. “He was a movie star twenty years ago, back in the good old days.” He yawned as he pounded Jake’s throat. “God knows why he didn’t learn some decent sex skills back when he was young…”

“It’s never too late, right?” Michael smiled. He grabbed Jake’s nutsack with one hand, holding it in place as he sent his fist down, punching his nuts hard.

A jolt went through Jake’s body as he let out a muffled wail of agony.

The twins moaned in pleasure at the tightening of Jake’s holes: The pain made him try to gulp and swallow which increased the quality of the blowjob considerably, and it made his sphincter contract which Michael appreciated very much.

“Well”, Will moaned, slapping Jake’s throat as he fucked it. “Maybe you can teach an old hole new tricks.”

The two brothers laughed.

When they had taken the job as Jake Gyllenhaal’s personal trainers they hadn’t knows what to expect. But now, two weeks in, they had settled into their new routine: an hour of relentless fucking, twice daily, was supposed to increase the movie star’s sub-par sex skills.

In between the sling sex sessions, they worked on Jake’s gag reflex and the elasticity of his asshole with a selection of dildos. The job was pretty demanding. Other men would have run out of sperm after a few days, but the twins made sure their nuts were always well-stocked.

“Looks like this is working pretty well”, Michael said, punching Jake in the nuts once again.

The twins moaned as Jake let out muffled grunts and groans, writhing in pain.

“The good old nut-punch”, Will chuckled, holding Jake’s nose shut as he increased the pace, power-fucking Jake’s mouth. “Classic.”

The twins shared a laugh and continued fucking.

“Hey, superstar”, Will said after a while, pulling his dick out of Jake’s mouth and looking down at him.

Jake’s face was covered in spit and mucus as he gasped for breath.

“You look gorgeous”, Will grinned, slapping Jake’s face.

“Thanks”, Jake croaked.

Will rolled his eyes and smacked Jake’s nuts with the palm of his hand, making Jake moan in pain. “That’s not your line, man”, he sighed. “We talked about this. Come on, you’re supposed to make things fun, you know, move things along!”

“Sorry”, Jake mumbled. “Let me try again.”

Will fucked his throat again for a minute, then he pulled his dick out and looked down at him.

“You look gorgeous”, he grinned, slapping Jake’s face.

“You’re too kind, sir”, Jake said hoarsely.

The twins looked at each other and sighed.

“Wrong line again”, Will said sternly, balling his fist. “Come on, this isn’t too difficult!” He smashed his fist down on Jake’s nuts six times in a row. “Make. It. Fun. Move. Things. Along.”

Jake howled with every punch and his nuts started swelling.

The twins had a rigorous training regime, and hurting Jake’s testicles was a very common way to make him correct his mistakes.

“Again”, Will said, shoving his dick into Jake’s mouth.

Will fucked his throat for another minute, then he pulled his dick out and looked down at him.

“You look gorgeous”, he grinned, slapping Jake’s face.

“I wanna taste my ass on your brother’s dick”, Jake whispered throatily.

Will grinned. “Attaboy”, he chuckled, cheerfully smacking Jake’s nuts as he switched positions with his brother.

Michael let Jake lick his dick as Will rammed his cock into Jake’s hole while grabbing his balls and squeezing them hard.

Michael looked at his watch. Thirty minutes in. It was time for the double penetration exercise.

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Ten down, two to go. The B Factor continues!