Sammy, the 11 year old son of Mr. Anderson, had never expected the tranquil atmosphere of Thanksgiving morning to take such an unexpected turn. He and his 8 year-old brother, Tyler, were just about to head out to the backyard for their morning game of tag as usual when their father called them into the kitchen.

Rather than baking a turkey, as the boys had anticipated, the kitchen was filled with strange ingredients - carrots, potatoes, various spices, etc. Their dad was standing in front of the stove, looking rather serious.

'Boys, there's been a change of plans for lunch today,' their father said, his eyes giving away an once of worry. 'There's no turkey to cook - all the stores are sold out. So we have to come up with an alternative,' he added.

Sensing their confusion, Mr. Anderson began to explain his plan. He wanted both boys to strip naked and lie in a large baking pan, then he would roast them together like a turkey. The boys stared at him in disbelief and began to beg for their lives. But their father held a firm stance.

'There is no other option, boys. I'm sorry,' he said. 'But if you obey me, it won't be too bad. I'll make sure you both stay comfortable and baste you with an olive oil mixture before I pop you in the oven. Alright?'

The boys, realizing they didn't have much of a choice, reluctantly agreed. Sammy began to undress, his mind racing. He was terrified of this idea and couldn't understand why his dad was so desperate for food. But he knew he had no other choice - he had to do whatever his father said.

Tyler was also scared and reluctantly followed in his brother's footsteps. Once both boys were naked, their father had them lie in the pan together and then forced the older brother - Sammy - to take his younger brother's virginity in the missionary position. This was too much for Sammy and he protested against the idea. But once again, his dad had the final say.

The boys, still fearful, complied and Tyler graciously gave his older brother permission to have his way with him. Once he was done, their father then stuck a large carrot in the older boy's ass and began to season and baste them with the mixture of garlic, herbs and spices.

Finally, Mr. Anderson placed the pan in the oven and waited. Each minute seemed like an eternity in hell for the boys as they felt the heat of the oven on their skin and their bodies slowly getting weaker. Thinking that their death was imminent, Sammy and Tyler found the courage to focus on the pleasure of the sex, briefly distracting themselves from their pending death.

After about three hours of baking, Sammy told his younger brother that he loved him and planted one last kiss on his lips. Then, as he felt himself weakening from the heat of the oven, he finished himself off in Tyler's ass as he heard the sound of his younger brother's final breath.

Their father, filled with sadness, brought the pan out of the oven and placed the boys on the table in front of the family as they gathered around for Thanksgiving dinner. Both boys' cocks were still hard with Sammy buried in Tyler's ass, expression of ecstasy clearly visible on their faces. It seemed to Mr. Anderson that the boys had died in pleasure rather than pain.

'Help yourselves while it's still warm,' he announced as he finally cut himself a small piece. It was clear to everyone that the boys had been sacrificed - not for food, but rather for the love of their father, and they all sat in silence, trying to understand why such a tragedy had happened.