Brothers, twins, friends for life sit naked on the end of Bunglow 6's bed. The entertainment screen plays the wildest sex movies that either of them had ever witnessed. The channels offered a mixed bag of human sexual delights, zoophilia, and beastial sex. The large screen offered hand holds that gave small sensual shocks which increased the pleasures.
A folder on the main dresser by the mirror gives legal warning that long use of the hand holds could be demeaning to a person's physical being, and in some cases has shown physical changes.
The brothers had saved for two years with the intent of coming to Pleasure Island. However they had put up billboards on their bedroom walls of mountain scenery and told the parents they would be visiting a mountain resort instead. Their deciept had worked and nobody knew of their whereabouts, and never would know they had gone to the Island.
The afternoon brought new delights across the viewing screen. Thoughts of roaming the park had been lost to this wild screen filled with desire. As the viewing desensitized their morals the channels flipped to higher and wilder delights. As the evening came upon the Island both brothers are holding a hand hold in each fist.
Bob was intent on watching a video of Equine Sex Moves while his brother Ray often changed the channel to Piggy Hotel.
Ray was the first to ask if Bob was hungry yet? The answer was less than friendly now as his sense of kindness was being worn away. So Ray exited the room as he went for needed food and a change of pace.
Bob continued to watch the sensual show till the subtitles told of an interesting show on channel 711. Changing the channel guide the show was in progress. A corner title shows on the screen, "Put yourself in the Stallion's place!"
Bob's eyes went wild as the view was changed. A view of a mare's butt as the shaft of the mounting stallion began to enter the dripping tunnel of lust. Bob licked his lips at the sight of such raw delight. He closed his eyes and though how neat it would feel to thrust into the mare with a shaft of such size. As the scene continued small pokes hit his hand holds and he became excited and erect.
A voice came on and suggested that the next scene was so intense that all hand holds should be dropped. Bob glared at the start of a new equine stallion and like any kid that was told not to do something he continued to grip the hand holds even more tightly.
The stimulant shocks came quick and with higher and higher intensity. Bob whenced a couple of times as the pain jumped into his arms and jolted his chest. The scene to a 16 hand high stud mounting a smaller mare and a sheath itself burried inside the mare's cunt was too much for Bob's mind. It seemed the thrusting had gone on for over an hour while Bob's was jolted and jolted again and again.
The scene continued so long that Bob could not keep his eyes open. Tired he leaned back and fell sound asleep with a hand hold still in his fist.