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parlak popomu ilk defa siktirdim
14-15 ya??mdan beri kad?n iç çama??rlar?n? giymeye ve kendime öyle aynada bak?p ok?amaya bay?l?r?m. Annemin siyah tangas?n?, siyah külotlu çorab?n?, mini ete?ini ve bodysini giyer aynada kendimi soyarak tatmin ederdim. Sonradan kendime kad?n iç çama??r? ve k?yafetleri almaya karar verdim. Kad?n iç çama??rc?s?na gidip sevgilime al?yormu? gibi bir siyah, bir bordo saten iki tanga ald?m. Siyah ve beyaz jartiyer ald?m, 2-3 renk silikonlu sutyen, bir pembe babydol, bir ask?l? siyah saten gecelik ald?m.

Oradan ç?k?p kad?n ma?azas?ndan bir iki tane mini etek, bir tane süper mini kot etek, bir tane kalçalar?m?n tam üstüne kadar gelen kot ?ort, bi kaç tane body, elbise çanta falan da ald?m. Tabi makyaj malzemesi ve bir sar?, bir siyah iki tane de peruk ald?m. Hemen eve gelip onlar? üstümde denedim. ( Gündüzleri annemde babamda çal??t??? için sorun olmuyor. ) Aynada makyaj?m? yap?p peru?umu da tak?nca tam bir asifte olmu?tum, geçip kendimi parmaklay?p tatmin ettim…

18 ya??mda ilk bekaretimi kaybettim. Hemde tam kaybettim. Üniversite s?nav?ndan ç?km??t?m ve o yaz kendi ba??ma bi tatil yapmak istiyordum. Aileme söyledim kabul ettiler. Hemen kendime tatil k?yafetleri ve 3 çift bikini de ald?m. Sonra banyoya girip her yerimi iyice tra? ettim. Hiç bir yerimde k?l kalmam??t? tam bi k?z olmu?tum.

Daha sonra Antalya’ya gitmeye karar verdim. Art?k kendimi siktirmek istiyordum. Esk**en de ald???m ve tatil için ald???m k?yafetleri ve makyaj malzemelerimle peruklar?m? ve tabiî ki de kremlerimi bir çekçekli çantayla s?rt çantas?na s??d?rd?m ve yola ç?kt?m. Otostopla gitmeye karar verdim ve otobana ç?k?p otostop çektim üstümde normal dizimin 3 parmak üstünde bir ?ort üstümde de tshirt vard?. S?rt?mda çanta, elimde bavul ba?lad?m otostop çekmeye.

Bir kaç dakka sonra bi kamyon durdu o ?zmir’e gidiyormu? devam etti. ?kinci kamyonda Antalya denk gelmi?ti. Bindim yola koyulduk öyle sohbet muhabbet derken konu sexe geldi. Konu?urken çocu?a bir bakt?m ve yak???kl? 30 ya?lar?nda fizi?i güzel bir ?öfördü ismi de Tar?k’t? bir an içimden bekaretimi buradam? versem diye dü?ündüm ve bu dü?üncelerdeyken muhabbet esnas?nda elini baca??ma koydu. K?ls?z oldu?unu görünce vay seninde bacaklar?n çok güzelmi? dedi. Bende galiba k?zl???n? b?rak?yorsun tatl?m dedim içimden.

Bu laf?n üstüne ben utangaç bir gülücük att?m oda bana dönerek “utanma güzelim ben böyle ?eylere kar?? biri de?ilim herkes tercihini yapar” dedi. Bende te?ekkür edip ne kadar anlay??l? oldu?unu söyledim.

Biraz daha muhabbetten sonra ?öför bana “ee bizde ne zamand?r yollarday?z..” diyerek zarf at?yordu. Bende anlamam?? gibi” ee yani?” dedim. Oda gülerek “ne olsun güzelim, bu yarra??nda can? var” diyerek önünü gösterdi. Gerçekten de kabarm??t? ve baya ?i?kin gözüküyordu belli ki çok azg?nd?. Sonra tutup elimi kocaman yarra??n?n üstüne koydu ve ben hayat?mda ilk defa ba?ka bir sike bu kadar yak?nd?m. Elimi bast?rd? ve bende avuçlamaya ba?lad?m. Oda elini yandan atm?? kalçalar?m? s?k?yordu. Bende elimde küçük canavarla oynuyordum ?öförün ?ortunun üstünden.

Birden madem k?zl???m? kaybediyorum ?an?yla ediyim üstümü ba??m? giyip makyaj?m? yap?y?mda öyle kaybediyim dedim ve birden “bi dakka ben ilk defa yap?cam” dedim. O da “olsun güzelim ac?tmadan yapar?z” dedi.

Bende “yok ondan de?il ben bunun daha güzel olmas?n? istiyorum. Çantamda makyaj malzemelerim, k?yafetlerim, peruklar?m falan var ben onlar? giyinip süsleneyim erke?ime öle teslim olay?m” dedim.

Oda zevkle kabul etti. Daha sonra ben çantam? al?p arkadaki yata?a geçtim. Çantam? aç?p en sevdi?im iç çama??rlar?m? ç?kard?m, tamamen soyundum tam giyinecem perdeyi aç?p arkaya bakt? “ooo güzelim ne kadar güzel ve pürüzsüz bir tenin var öyle” dedi. Bende utangaç bir k?z gibi ” kapat perdeyi be sab?rs?z ” dedim. Daha sora “hadi güzelim bekletme fazla” dedi. Alt?ma siyah saten ip g-stringimi, üstüme siyah silikonlu sutyenimi, siyah fileli jartiyerimi, üstüne de beyaz gömlek, alt?na da siyah süper mini ete?imi giydim. Kafama da siyah peru?umu takt?m onu delirterek bo?altmak ve mutlu etmek istiyordum. Makyaj?m? da yap?p kendime son kez bakt?ktan sora erke?ime haz?rd?m. Bir anda perdeyi açt?m ve aynadan beni görünce ?ok oldu, baka kald? az daha kaza yap?yorduk hemen arkaya kolunu uzat?p beni kolumdan yakalay?p çekti yan?na “k?z sen ne olmu?sun böyle” dedi.

Bende yan?nda bacak bacak üstüne at?p bir sigara yakt?m. Tam bir orospu gibiyim diye dü?ünürken “tam bir orospu gibisin” dedi ?öför hayranl?kla beni süzüyordu ba?tan a?a??ya ve daha fazla dayanamad?. Elini bacaklar?m?n üzerine koydu ve ok?amaya ba?lad?. Bu s?rada gidiyorduk “bi park alan?na gir de senin akl?n? al?y?m erke?im” dedim.

O da “bi dahaki park alan?na kadar bekleyemem güzelim al ?unu bi a?z?na da rahatlat beni tatl?m” dedi. Ben elimi at?p koca yarra??n? ?ortunun üstünden avuçluyordum daha sora yakla??p dudaklar?na yumuldum. O da beni ?s?rarak öpüyordu, çok azg?n oldu?u belliydi nerdeyse elime bo?alacakt? ?ortun üstünden ama ben bu an?n tad?n? ç?karmak istiyordum. Üstündeki gömle?i bir ç?rp?da ç?kararak gö?üslerini, boynunu, göbe?ini yalamaya ba?lad?m bir yandan da sikini avuçluyordum. Yava? yava? a?a??lara inerek bir ç?rp?da ?ortunu ç?kard?m ve boxer?n üstünden sikini ?s?rmaya, yalamaya baslad?m. Bir eliyle direksiyonu tutmu? bir eliyle de kafama bast?r?yordu.

Ben sikini en sonunda özgürlü?üne kavu?turdu?umda o kocaman sikin bana nas?l girece?ini dü?ünmeye ba?lam??t?m. En az 20 cm ve baya kal?n bir aletti. Daha sonra sikinin kafas?n? dilimle yalamaya ba?lad?m ve kafas?n? a?z?ma sokup sokup ç?kar?yordum. ?öförden garip garip h?r?lt?lar gelmeye ba?lam?? bir eli de benim götüme do?ru gitmi? götümü parmakl?yordu. Sikinin tamam?n? a?z?ma sokam?yor hatta yar?s?n? zor al?yordum.

Tad? çok güzeldi ve s?cac?kt? ben büyük bir i?tahla sömürürken kafama sonuna kadar bast?r?p “geliyorum güzelim yut hepsini” demesiyle sikinin kas?lmas? ve a?z?ma bo?almas? bir oldu. Kafamdan bütün gücüyle tuttu?u için kaçamad?m ve hepsini yuttum. Tad?n? be?endim çok güzeldi ilk erke?imin tad?. Daha sonra kafam? kald?rd???mda yola devam ediyorduk “bitirdin beni yavrum ili?imi kuruttun” dedi ?oför gözler yar? k?s?k.

10 dakika sonra bir park alan? bulduk ve alanda ba?ka kamyonlarda vard?. Hatta park yeri ararken biri gördü ve selamla?t?lar beni de içerde gördü tabi ki sar???n güzel bir k?z olarak heralde. Neyse biz bir park alan? bulduk ve erke?im bu sefer hemen bana dönüp konu?madan yumuldu dudaklar?ma eli kalçalar?ma indi “geç yavrum yata?a” dedi. Bende hemen yata?a geçtim oda arkamdan geldi. Ben domalm?? pozisyondayken beni tuttu ve ete?imi yukar? toplayarak tangam? s?y?rd?. Bütün kad?nl???m önündeydi ve onu dillemeye parmaklamaya ba?lad???nda ben inan?lmaz duygular hissediyordum. Bir yandan da “ne güzel götün varm?? bunca kad?n siktim böylesini görmedim” diyor beni daha da çok azd?r?yordu. Daha sonra iki parma??n? sokmaya ba?lad?. Bir süre sonra ben onu yat?r?p hemen ?ortunu ve boxer?n? ç?kard?m. Gömle?ini o ç?karm??t? zaten ve ç?r?lç?plak kalm??t? sikini a?z?ma ald???mda daha tam kalkmam??t? ve saxo çekerken kalkmas? beni ç?ld?rtm??t?. A?z?mda art?k sem sert olmu?tu ve ben hala somuruyordum.

Sonra o beni yatakta dizlerimin üstüne oturtup soymaya ba?lad?. Önce nazikçe gömle?imi ç?kard?, gö?üslerimi ok?ad? sonra ete?imi s?y?rd?, kalçalar?m? s?k?yor, ?s?r?yordu. Bende sutyenimi ç?kard?m beni s?rt üstü yat?r?p gö?üslerimi emdi yalad? ve yüzüstü çevirdi. Alt?ma yast?k koydu ve “kremin varm?” dedi bende çantada oldu?unu söyledim. Al?p önce sikine sonrada benim kalçalar?ma sürdü ve iki parma??n? gene kalçalar?ma gömdü. ?ki parmak oldu üç parmak ve ben zevkten deliriyordum art?k, al??m??t?m ama sikinin kal?nl??? beni korkutuyordu. Daha sonra kalk?p sikini götümün deli?ine dayad? ve bast?rmaya ba?lad? ama girmiyordu ve can?m ac?yordu. Yava? olmas?n? söyledim Tar??a oda bu sefer daha yava? bast?rd? ama gene ac?yordu bir anda biraz yüklenip kafas?n? soktu içime ama benim içimde f?rt?nalar kopuyordu. Biraz öyle bekledi ve birden vurup dibine kadar soktu ben kafam? yata?a gömmü? ba??r?yordum. Birazda öyle bekledikten sora yava?ça çekip köküne kadar sokmaya ba?lam??t? bile.

Ben al??t?ktan sonra zevk ç??l?klar?na ba?lam??t?m “aaaahh devam et erke?im benim ooohhhh sen benim ilk kocams?n devam et kocac?m sok sonuna kadar” diye inlemelere ba?lam??t?m. Tar?k’ta bana “senin gibi kar?m olsun on milyar borcum olsun kar?c?m. Mükemmel kalçalar?n ve vücudun var. Ooohhh darac?k ooohhhh” diye inliyordu. Bir süre sonra ben Tar??? s?rt üstü yat?rd?m ve kuca??na oturup sikini götüme ni?anlad?m üstüne oturdum bir seferde hepsini içime alm??t?m. Önce yava? sonrada h?zlanarak üstünde oturup kalkmaya ba?lad?m ve inan?lmaz bir zevk al?yordum. Sonra Tar?k beni köpek pozisyonuna getirerek götümden sikmeye ba?lad?. Ben art?k dayanam?yor ve bo?al?yordum o s?rada Tar?k geliyorum diye inlemeye ba?lad? bende “hepsini içime bo?alt erke?im” dedim ve volkan gibi içime s?cak menilerini b?rakt?.. ?kimizde yan bir ?ekilde dü?tük. ?çimde küçülmeye ba?lad? koca canavar ve “hadi yolumuz uzun diyip” yola koyulmak için giyindik.

Ben ete?imle gömle?imi giydim sadece tam ç?kacakken selam veren adam geldi “ya Tar?k ?u senin f?st???n sesi bütün park? inletti bize de dü?mez mi” dedi. Erke?im “o f?st?k sadece benim Ahmet a?a” diyip yana??mdan bir makas ald? ve bende ona bir gülücük at?p öptüm asl?nda içimde Ahmet’e de vermek vard? ama erke?im izin vermedi.

Yola ç?k?nca bir daha saxo çekip bo?altt?m erke?imi yolda da her molada siki?tik sonra Antalya’ya geldi?imizde tellerimizi al?p ayr?ld?k.

?stanbul’a her geldi?inde arar hala bulu?uruz. Daha sonra bende bir otel bulmaya koyuldum. Bundan sonraki maceralar?m? da anlat?r?m…

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Karimla maceralarim 4
Bundan bir kac sene önce karimla iliskimiz esnasinda internette film arayisindaydik.Gurup sexli filmler özellikle hosumuza gidiyordu,bir gün aklimiza swingerclub sayfalarina bakmak geldi adresler fiyatlar falan,münihte bir club dikkatimizi cekti giris,yemek icmek sauna banyo yani hersey ciftlere bedava diye.cok ilgimizi cekti gidelim yiyelim icelim saunamiza girelim baskalariyla bir sey yapmamiz sart degil diye kararlastirdik ve gittik 🙂
Gercekten süper bir yerdi yemekler mükemmel ickiler bedava giris bedava sevismek icin olan yataklar hersey mükemmel sadece hic bir yerde yalniz kalinmiyor devamli pesimizde insanlar, katilabilirmiyiz diye soran erkekler ve ciftler.iki katli cok büyük bir yerdi dolasip seyretmeye basladik her yerde seisenler sikisenler vardi.bir kafesin yanindaki kalabaliga girdik karim önümde dikiliyordu üzerinde siyah bir catsuit,parmakliklarin arasindan icerde olanlari seyretmeye basladik sagimizdabir cift vardi o bayanda parmakliklar arasindan seyrediyordu onunda kocasi arkasindan dayanmis donunun icinde tas gibi olmus aletini bayanin arkasindan sürtüyordu,adamla göz göze geldik gülümsedik .adam elini uzatip bizimkinin poposuna koydu bizimki durumu fark edince ordan ayrildik baska yerlere bakmaya basladik aksam ilerledikce ickinin tesiriyle bir yere yatik ise koyulmayi kararlastirdik ve kendimize issiz bir yer aradik ve güzel bir yere yattik sevistik öpüstük karim sirt üstü yatarken kafami bacak arasina soktum yalamaya basladim catsuitin alt deliginden bir ara yanimizda bir adam belirdi bizi seyretmeye basladi demin elini karimin poposuna koyan adamdi esini barda birakmis bizi seyretmek icin gelmis yanimiza.bozuntuya vermeden yalamaya devam ettim cok hosuma gitmisti birinin seyretmesikarimda hic ses cikartmadi yanimizda yokmus gibi devam ettik adam donunu cikardi dalgasini eline aldi hem bizi seyretti hem oynadi bende hem karimi yaliyor hemde karimin hareketlerini takip ediyordum,adam santim santim yaklasirken karimin iniltileri daha sesli cikmaya baslamisti en nihayet adam elini karimin karnina koymayi basardi ses cikarmadim yalamaya devam ettim karimda ses cikarmadi adam bir eliyle tas gibi olmus organiyla oynuyor öbür eliyle ufak ufak karimi oksuyordu karimda kendi memelerini oksamaya basladi derken catsuiti asagi indirip diri gögüslerini meydana cikardi bu adam icin davet gibiydi,adam basladi karimin memelerini oksayip öpmeyehem yaliyor hem seyrediyordum karimin elinin adamin sikine dogru uzandigini fark ettim. o zamana kadar hic böyle bir sey düsünmemiistim ama karimin eli adamin sikini oksamaya baslayinca ben zevkten deli oldum muhtesem bir duyguydu.dayanamadim karimi sikmeye basladim adam sirt üstü yatan karimin memelerini yaliyor karim adamin sikinle oynuyor bende karimi sikiyordum karimdan o zamana kadar hic duymadigim iniltiler geliyordu yavas yavas sikmeye devam ettim seyrederek hemen bosalmamak icin.
Karimin gözlerine baktim hic o kadar zevklenmis görmemistim karimi o ana kadarkarim adamin sikini tutmus agzina dogru cekmeye basladi o an adamda hemen yaklasti karimin agzinin yanina karim bana bakiyor adamin sikini oksuyordu ,derken o an geldi karim dilini cikarip adamin sikine degdirdi zevkle seyrediyordum adam tahminen 18 cm falan olan sikini karimin agzinin üzerinde ileri geri gezdiriyordu karim dilini cikarmis sikin alt tarafindan yaliyordu bana bakarken.agzina al dedim karima,ses cikmadi ayni devam etti egildim karimi öpmek icin adam biraz geri cekildi öptüm karimi fisildadim cok hosuma gidiyor agzina al dedim tekrar ve gene yükseldim sikmeye devam ettim adam tekrar sikini karimin dudaklarinin üzerine koydu karim gene dilini cikardi yaliyorkendimi kaybettim dayanamadim bir elimle karimin saclarini tuttum diger elimle adamin sikini saci cekilince aa diye ses cikarinca karim adamin sikini karimin agzina soktum adamin siki karimin agzinda ilerlerken hem karimi siktim hem yanagindan öptüm karimi dudaklarina dilimi degdirdim o atginlikla adamin sikinede degdi dilim ama deli gibi olmustum zevkten adam sikini cikartmasiyla karimin yüzüne bosalmasi bir oldu karimin o zevkle bende karimin icine patladim adam hemen toparlanip cekildi yanimizdan karimla dustan sonra asagidaki barda bir seyler icmeye indik adam hic bir sey olmamis gibi karisinin yaninda oturuyordu ve o günden sonra o clube nerdeyse her hafta gitmeye basladik ve ne maceralar yasadik isterseniz bir dahaki sefere anlatirim 🙂

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Alıntı – Çarşaflı Hanife Bölüm – 6
Hanife sessizce soyunurken ben de sikimi sıvazlıyordum. Az sonra yeniden çırılçıplak kaldı. Bir süre boş gözleri üzerimde gezindi. Sonra da, “Bugünden sonra birbirimizi unutacağız, sen de o görüntüleri sileceksin. Eğer silmezsen, beni rahatsız edersen olacaklardan sen sorumlu olursun!” dedi tehditkâr bir tonla. Cevap vermek yerine, “Hadi geç yatağın üzerine de domal!” dedim.

Hanife bir gözlerime bir sikime baktı. Sikim yeniden sertleşmiş, boncuk gibi götüne girmeye hazırdı. “Sikine krem sür!” dedi Hanife. “Kremi nerden bulayım?” dediğimde, “Bende var ya!” dedi ama hemen ardından çantasını arabada bıraktığını hatırladı. “Çantamdan alıp gelsene!” deyince, “Ya bi siktir git!” dedim tepki olarak. Bu hale gelmişken garaja inip arabadaki çantasından krem alıp gelecektim aklı sıra.

“Koray, alamam ben onu, geçen krem sürdüğün halde canımın acısıyla kıvrandım!” deyince gururum okşanmışçasına gülümsedim. “E, kocanın parmak kadar sikine benzemiyor benim ufaklık, değil mi?” dedim keyifle. Endişeli yüzünde tek bir hareket yoktu. “Sen getirmezsen ben getiririm, arabanın anahtarını ver!” deyince, “İyi be tamam, bakalım buralarda krem bulabilecek miyiz…” dedim ve çekmeceleri karıştırdım. Ancak krem yoktu. Banyodaki sıvı sabun aklıma geldi, onu söyleyince, “Tamam olur!” dedi Hanife. Banyodan sıvı sabunu alıp geldim.

Hanife yatağın üzerine çıkarak domaldı bu sırada. “İyice sabunla!” diyerek uyarıda bulunmaktan geri kalmazken hindistan cevizli sıvı sabunun pompasını göt deliğinin ağzına getirdim ve birkaç kez basarak bolca sabunu deliğin ağzına boşalttım. Parmaklarımla akan sıvı sabunu deliğin içine ve etrafına yedirdim. Ancak tüm bunlar olurken sikimin sertliği geçmişti. Hanife’ye, “Şu sikimi ağzına al da kaldır biraz!” dedim.

Hanife gönülsüzce doğrulup yatağa oturdu ve sikimi sıkıca tuttu ardından da hızlı hızlı emmeye, somurmaya başladı. “Acelen ne?” dedim saçlarını okşarken. Cevap vermek yerine başını ileri geri oynatmaya başladı. Sikimi nerdeyse boğazına kadar alıyordu. Sanki götüne girmeden önce beni boşaltmaya çalışıyordu. “Tamam, bu kadar yeter, hadi!” dememle sikimi çıkardı ağzından ve kendini geri çekti.

Yeniden domaldı. Sıvı sabun göt yarığını kayganlaştırmıştı. Sikime de bolca döktüm sabundan. Hanife bacaklarını iki yana açtı biraz daha. Yatağın üzerine çıkıp arkasında yerimi aldım. Sabundan iyice kaygan hale gelmiş sikimi göt yarığında gezdirdim. Hanife’nin hafiften kıllı göt deliğine bastırdım daha sonra. Sikimin kafası göt deliğinin yavaşça genişlemesiyle beraber içeri girmeye başlarken Hanife başını geriye atıp, “Canımı acıtma!” dedi.

Dizlerimin üzerinde biraz öne doğru kaydım ve sikimi tutup daha çok bastırdım. İyice sabunlanmış göt deliği açılıp genişlerken sikimi daha çok alıyordu içine. Bir ara, “Ihhh!” diye acı bir inilti çıktı Hanife’nin dudaklarından. “Yeter bu kadar soktuğun!” deyince, “Ne yeteri, daha yarısı bile girmedi!” dedim. Ancak Hanife, “Koray alamam ben onu, yeter bu kadar!” dedi acıdan kıvranarak.

O zaman daha fazla ileri gitmeden sikimi sokup çıkarmaya başladım götüne. Hanife’nin göt deliği sikime büyük bir baskı yapıyordu ama bir o kadar da zevk veriyordu. Sikim gidip geldikçe göt deliği daha çok genişlemeye Hanife’nin acısı da azalmaya başlamıştı. O şimdi farkına varmasa da götü sikimi yarına kadar alır olmuştu.

Dolgun, yağlı göt yanaklarından kavradım sıkıca ve daha büyük bir güçle bastırmaya başladım. O an, “Ayyy, yavaaşşş!” diye şiddetle bağırdı. Başını geriye atarak, “Dikkat et!” deyince kendimi geri çektim ve sikimi çıkardım götünden. Göt deliğinin ağzı kızarmış ve epey genişlemiş durumdaydı. Hanife yatağa uzandı, yastıklardan birini alıp karnının altına koydu, götü bu şekilde tümsek yaparken bacaklarını ayırdı iki yana iyice.

Eğildim, sikimi tutup göt yarığına sürttüm ve sonra da bastırmaya başladım. Bu şekilde daha rahattı. Hanife’nin göt deliği şimdi sikimi daha kolayca alıyordu. Sikim daha çok girdikçe aldığım tarifsiz zevk de çoğalıyordu. Yavaş yavaş abanmaya, hızlanmaya başladığımda Hanife’den ses çıkmıyordu. Sikim şimdi yarısından da fazla girdiği halde Hanife’nin sessiz kalması hoşuma gidiyordu. Ama amını sikiyormuşum gibi pompalamaya başladığımda ufak ufak ıhlamalar, ahlamalar gelmeye başladı dudaklarından.

“Ihhh, ayyyy, ahhhh, yavaaşşş, Korayy, yavaaşş!” demeye başladı saniyeler sonra ama artık durabilecek noktayı geçmiştim. Var gücümle pompalıyor, zorluyor, köklüyordum sikimi götüne. Bu ideal pozisyonu kendisi hazırlamıştı, bunun sonuçlarına da katlanması gerekiyordu. Hanife acı acı inlerken kasıklarım dolgun göt yanaklarına çarpıyor ve şiddetli ‘Şlap şlap şlap!’ sesleri onun iniltilerine karışıyordu.

Altımızdaki yataktan yoğun gıcırdamalar gelmeye başlamış, üzerinde deli gibi yaylanır olmuştuk. Belki de Hanife’yi bir daha sikemeyecektim, bu son sikişimiz olacaktı. O nedenle bu son sikişimizden mümkün olduğunca çok zevk almaya bakıyordum. Onun altımda kıvranmasına, debelenmesine ve ettiği küfürlere aldırmıyordum. Hanife’nin ağzından hiç duymadığım, bilmediğim küfürler çıkıyordu. Acıyla inliyor, nerdeyse ağlıyordu. Çünkü sikim artık götüne dibine kadar giriyordu. Hanife’nin göt deliği sikimi boydan boya alıyordu içine. Hızlı ve güçlü pompalamalarım neticesini vermiş, göt deliği açılabildiği kadar açılmıştı.

Artık onu sikmiyor, tecavüz ediyordum. Göt deliğinin ırzına geçiyordum. Küfürleri sonuç vermeyince bu kez yalvarmaya başladı. “Koray, çıkar şunu, Allah’ını seversen çıkarrr, yandımm, çıkarrr!” diye bağırıyordu ama nafile. Bağırsaklarını delmeye çalışıyordum sanki. Göt yanakları löpürdüyor, kasıklarımın altında eziliyordu. Hanife’nin bembeyaz vücudu çektiği acıyla nar gibi kızarmıştı artık.

Bu günden sonra beni bırakacak, terk edecek, kocasına dönecekti. Beni bir mendil gibi kullanıp bir köşeye atmış olacaktı. Oysa buna razı olacak biri değildim. Ondan hoşlanmıştım, sevmiştim ama Hanife beni damızlık bir boğa gibi görmüştü sadece. Kocasının uzakta olmasını fırsat bilip benimle sikişmekti tek isteği. Benden hoşlanmamış, beni sevmemiş, duygularıma karşılık vermemişti. Ben de şimdi bunun öcünü onun götüne tecavüz ederek alıyordum.

Onu hayvan gibi sikiyordum ama aklım bu düşüncelerle doluydu, aklım orada değildi. Yine de dakikalar sonunda boşalmaya adım adım yaklaşmıştım. Son bir güçle daha çok abandım, yüklendim götüne. Sikim götünde kaybolmuştu artık. Hanife bağırıyor, çağırıyor, küfürler ediyor, yalvarıyordu. Ter içinde kalmıştık. Ama o acıyla yanıp kavrulurken ben zevkle dolmuştum.

Sonunda deli gibi, böğüre böğüre boşaldım götüne. Böyle bir boşalmayı, böyle bir zevki daha önce hiç tatmamıştım sanki. Adeta hayatımda ilk defa sikiş yaşamıştım, öylesine bir zevkle akıttım döllerimi götüne. Derinden gelen böğürmelerim yavaş yavaş kesildi, yerini kuru bir öksürük aldı. Hanife ise artık ses çıkartacak halde bile değildi.

Kalan son gücümle çıkardım sikimi götünden. O an şiddetli bir osuruk odayı çınlattı. Hanife’nin iyice açılmış ve nar gibi kızarmış götünden çıkan yoğun ve pis kokulu osuruk odayı kapladı. Sikimin üzerinde ve göt deliğinin ağzında döllerimden hariç koyu kahverengi bir sıvı vardı. Hanife’nin bağırsağı delinmiş de içindeki pislik dışarı akmıştı sanki.

Sırt üstü uzandım yatağa. Hanife başını yastığa gömmüş, ağlıyordu. Birkaç dakika öylece kaldık. Yavaş yavaş kendime gelirken Hanife sessizce kalktı. Ama göt deliğinin verdiği acı yüzünden belliydi. Yüzü terden sırılsıklam, gözleri kan çanağına dönmüştü. Bana hiç bakmadan ebeveyn banyosuna girdi. Başını koyduğu yastığı ısırmıştı, dişlerinin izi belliydi yastıkta. Banyoda ne kadar kaldığını hatırlamıyorum. Sıcak suyun buharı açık kapıdan yatak odasına dolarken gözlerimi kapamış tatlı bir uykuya dalmıştım…

Uyandığımda saat 17:00’yi geçiyordu. Hanife yoktu, evde bir ölüm sessizliği vardı. Birkaç defa seslendim ama hiç ses yoktu kendisinden. Acaba gitti mi diye düşündüm. Aradım ama telefonu kapalıydı. Arabamın anahtarı da yoktu. Kurulanıp yatağın üzerine bıraktığı havluyu belime doladım ve garaja indim. Araba yerindeydi ama çantasını almış, anahtarı da arabanın üzerinde bırakıp gitmişti. Buradan merkeze minibüsler çalışıyordu, onlara binip gitmişti anlaşılan.

Yeniden yatak odasına çıktım. Banyoya girip yıkandım, kurulanıp giyindim. Her yeri topladım. Ama Hanife’nin yastıktaki diş izleri için bir şey yapamadım. Arabaya atlayıp işyerine geldim. Hanife’nin dükkan kepenkleri çekiliydi.

Ben de fazla kalmadım, arabayı gene garaja park edip eve gittim…

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Kardeşim Dediğim Kaan ve Kız Kardeşi Ceyda -2
Kaanlara iş yoğunluğu yüzünden uzun zamandır gidemiyordum.Hele ki yazlıkta olanlardan sonra içime Ceyda hakkında düşen kurt beni iyice rahatsız etmeye başlamıştı.Bu arada ben de sevgili/fuckbuddy arası bir hatun yapmıştım, adı Dilara.Dilara’nın en seksi yanı kızıl saçlarıydı.Yatakta tam bir orospuydu, arada sırada dışarı falan çıkıyorduk görüşmek için neyse.

Yusuf’un doğum günüydü, dışarı çıkıp Alsancak’ta bişeyler içelim sonra da club a gideriz diye mesaj geldi.Dilara’yı ilk defa çağıracaktım ortama, ha bu arada bar tuvaletinde falan aksiyonlu bir sex beklentim de vardı çünkü hatun inanılmaz derecede teşhir etmeyi seviyordu.Akşam bir mekanda biraz içtikten sonra güzel bir gece kulübüne gittik, etraf zaten patlıyordu.Birkaç saat takıldıktan sonra Dilara, ablasından mesaj geldiğini, bir sıkıntı olduğunu ve acil gitmesi gerektiğini söyledi.Ben de geleyim falan dedim ama taksiye binip eve gitti.Bu arada Ceyda iyiden iyice sarhoş olmuş masanın üstüne çıkıp dans falan ediyordu.

Saat artık 2 falandı, sabah kimse çalışmıyordu ama evlere gitmeyi de istemiyorduk.Bu arada Yusuf tek başına 2+1 bir dairede oturuyor Alsancakta.Çıkıp ona gittik ama evde ısınacak hiçbir şey yoktu.Özellikle odalar efsane soğuktu.Evde de biraz içtikten sonra ben koltukta sızmışım.Aradan biraz vakit geçti, bizim çocukların seslerine uyandım.Nerede kim yatacak falan derken üstüme bir yorgan verdiler, ben sıcak olan salonda kanepede yatacaktım.Baktım yerdeki şişme yatakta da Ceyda yatıyor, ölmüş desem yeridir.

Kafam güzelken baya derin uyurum, ama saat 5 gibi Ceyda beni uyandırarak biraz kaysana şişme yatak bok gibi ben de burda yatayım dedi.Uyandıktan sonra rahat uyuyamama gibi bir sorunum vardır, bir de kafam güzelken genelde hep azgınlığım tutar.Ceyda yanıma yattı, uyuyor diye düşünüyordum.Yatakta dönerken o kadar dibime geldi ki boynu ağzımın hizasına yaklaştı.Nefes alış verişim onu da heyecanlandırmıştı anlaşılan.Sikim kazık gibiydi, Ceydanın da bunun farkında olduğuna eminim çünkü götünü iyice yaslayıp hissetmeye çalışıyordu.Altımdaki don ve kot pantolon ise resmen aramızda barikat kurmuştu.Yine alkolün bana verdiği yetkiye dayanarak elimi Ceyda nın pantolunun arkasına koydum ve dokunduğum anda Ceyda dan oh diye bir ses geldi.Anlaşıldı artık vakti gelmişti.

Ceydanın boynu yaklaşıp öpmeye başladım, elim ise o sıska bedeninin dümdüz bir parçası olan götünü yoğurmaya çalışıyordu.Altımda resmen kıvranıyordu Ceyda, dayanamayıp elini tuttum ve sikimin üstüne koydum, bir yandan diğer elimle kemeri açtım ve donumun üzerinden kazık gibi olan sikimi kavramasını sağladım.Bir anda yüzünü bana döndü, dizlerime oturdu ve beni öpmeye çalıştı.O anda bi tiksindim, öpmek istemedim sonuçta kardeş gibi büyümüştük.Ceyda bu duruma baya içerledi anladığım ve geri kaçtı, kolundan tutup tekrardan yatırdım bunu ve pantolonunu sıyırdım.O dakikada gözüm bir şey görmüyordu, sikecektim artık kaçarı yoktu.Donunun arasından elimi soktum ve aklım uçtu.İnanılmaz derecede ıslanmış olan amı alev alev yanıyordu.Tam amını parmaklamaya başlayacakken aklıma deli sorular gelmeye başladı.Nasıl bu kadar ıslanabilmişti? Daha önce seks yapmamış olması mümkün müydü? Ondan dolayı mı bu kadar azmıştı? Benim ilk olmamı istiyor olabilirdi.Ancak ben onun ilki olmak istemiyordum,İşin kötü yanı bunları düşünebilecek biriydi Ceyda, sonuçta kimsenin sikine taktığı biri değildi ve erkek arkadaşı olduğunu hiç görmemiştim.Sonunda evliliğe kadar gidebilirdi bu ve bu duruma anında bir çözüm bulmam gerekiyordu.
Elimle klitorisine masaj yaparken aklımda acayip sorular vardı ve sonunda bir karar verdim.Sikimi çıkartıp kaşık pozisyonuna geldiğimizde iyice ıslak amına sürttüyordum.Ceyda dan çıkan sesler inanılmazdı, titriyordu zevkten.Kendimi garantiye almanın yolunu bulmuştum, iyice ıslanmış olan sikimi amına sokmak yerine hızlıca göt deliğine hizaladım ve Ceyda aniden kaçmaya çalıştı.Kaçamadı tabiki çünkü sımsıkı kavramıştım.Ama giremiyordum da çok dardı götü.Sıska hatunların en iyi yanı kaşık pozisyonunda aranızda hiç mesafe kalmamasıdır.O yüzden en derinlere girebilirsiniz.Kaçmaya çalışan Ceyda, hayır hayır hayır diye sayıklıyordu.Kulağına yaklaştım ve daha önce yaptın mı diye sordum.Yüzünü bana dönüp, hayır ama kadınım ben.Kendim bozdum dedi, sesinden anladığım kadarıyla ağlamak üzereydi, o yüzden zorlamadım.Güvenemesem de sikimi götünden çekip amına yasladım ve yavaş yavaş girmeye başladım.Ceyda kaskatı kesildi, titriyordu.Daha girmeden boşalmaya başlamıştı, inanamadım.Sikim sularla kaplanmıştı ve bu sayede çok rahat giriyordu, ama ben Ceydayı çıldırtmak için tam olarak sokmuyordum.Ağlamakla zevk sesi arasında bir sesle lütfen yapma artık öldüm sok artık dedi.Ben içerde uyuyanlardan korkuma yavaş yavaş en derine kadar girdim.Derinlere gittikçe sanki daha da daralıyordu.İlk defa ben sikiyordum Ceydayı.Kardeşim dediğim Ceydanın amını yırtarcasına sikiyordum.Ceydadan inanılmaz sesler çıkıyordu, elimle ağzını kapattım ve devam ettim.Bu sırada mutfağa yakın olan odadan sesler gelmeye başladı, hassiktir biri uyandı dedim ve hemen yorganı üstümüze çekip uyuyor numarası yaptık.Gözlerimiz karanlığa alıştığı için net olarak anlayabiliyorduk, Yusuf su içmeye kalkmıştı.Suyunu içti, işedi falan 5dk sonra odaya döndü.

Sikim hala Ceydanın içindeydi ama korkudan iyice küçülmüştü.Ceydaya burda devam edersek yakalanacağız dedim.Ceyda da nerde yapıcaz, mutfak diğer odaya çok yakın dedi.Ben de tek çare balkon ama hava soğuk dedim.Ceyda ise mont giyeriz bişey olmaz dedi.Balkona çıktık ve devam ettik.Alsancak manzarası, soğuk bir yandan derken biz tam gaz devam ediyorduk.Ceydanın kaç kere boşaldığını bilmiyorum, ben 2 kere boşalmıştım.Baya bitkin durumdaydım, ayağa kalkıp bir sigara yaktım, hava karanlık diye ve üst katlarda olduğumuz için etraftakilerin bizi göremeyeceğini düşünüyordum, tabi seslerimiz duyuluyordu ona eminim.Sigara içerken Ceyda gelip eliyle sikimi kavradı, önümde diz çökmüştü.Hiç yalamadım daha önce, deneyebilir miyim dedi.Dişlemediğin sürece sıkıntı yok diyip güldüm.Amatörce yalamaya başladı, baya kötüydü ama yine de sikimi kaldırmaya yetmişti.Bu arada ikimizin de altında pantolon dizlere kadar inik, üstümüzde montlar falan vardı.Tam bir komedi anlayacağınız.Sigarayı söndürürken karşı çaprazımızdaki binanın son katında birinin oturarak sigara içtiğini farkettim.Yusuf un balkonun alt kısmı cam olduğu için herşey meydandaydı, eğer bir süredir ordaysa herşeyi görmüştü.Tabi sigarayı içenin 30-35 yaşlarında bir bayan olduğunu farkettiğimde Dilaranın da bana aşıladğı teşhir duygusu daha da tahrik etmeye başlamıştı.

Ceydayı tekrar köpek pozisyonuna getirerek arkasında yerimi aldım, karşı tarafta bir kadının bizi izliyor olması beni daha da motive ediyordu.Yavaş ama derin darbelerle Ceydayı sikiyordum, Ceydadan ise ah ıhh auu gibi inlemeler çıkıyordu.Karşı balkonun alt kısmı betondu ve kadının üstte memesini sıktığı anlaşılıyordu, diğer eli de aşağıda idi ama göremiyordum.Köpek pozisyonunda Ceydanın göt deliğinin tam karşımda durması da ayrı bir çekicilik katıyordu, arada sikimi amından çıkarıp göt deliğe getirdiğimde Ceyda kendini öne doğru çıkartıyor kaçıyordu.Aklıma o sırada karşı balkondakine güzel bir şov sunma fikri geldi ve Ceydayı götü cama bakacak şekilde hizalayıp tamamen kadının görüş açısına soktum.Elimle amını parmaklarken bir yandan da göt deliğine tükürüp yalamaya başladım.Ceyda kafasını sağa sola çeviriyor zevkten çıldırıyordu.En sonunda dönüp sikimin başını ağzına alıp somurmaya başladı.Aradan bir 10dk geçti, Ceyda 1123871289371. Boşalmasını yaşıyordu.Ağzından çıkan sikimi o hala köpek pozisyonundayken göt deliğinin girişine yasladım.Ceyda yapma dedi, ben de önden alıyorsan arkadan da alırsın tatlım zorlama kendini dedim.Hayııııır diye bağırdı, o anda çok kızmıştım çünkü içerdekileri uyandırabilirdi bu bağırma.Bastım tokadı ağzının ortasına ve sus işareti yaptım.Önce bi duraksadı, sonra bi daha vur dedi.Neye uğradığımı şaşırdım.Bir daha vur acayip hoşuma gitti dedi.İçimden hassiktir neye bulaştık falan diyorum ama yapıştırdım bir tane daha.Yüzüme yaşlı gözlerle bakarak, lan sen harbiden beni fena sikiyorsun, kaç yıldır boşuna beklemişim, gir nereye gireceksen dedi.Bu konuşmalara ilginç bir şekilde beni daha da azdırdı ve göt deliğine tükürüp sikimin başını dayadım.Yaklaşık bir 10 dakika uğraştan sonra sikimin 3te 1i girip çıkıyordu.Ceyda resmen ağlıyordu ama zevk aldığı da belliydi.Karşıdaki kadın 10.sigarasını yakmıştı ama bir eli hala aşağıdaydı göremesem de emindim.Pozisyon olarak Ceyda köpek pozisyonunda, ve amı cama dönük, benim yüzüm cama dönük ve çömelerek girip çıkıyorum Ceydanın götüne, bir yandan da bir ayağımla Ceydanın kafasına basıyorum o istedi diye.15dk ya yakın o daracık deliğe girip çıktım.Ceyda çok acil tuvalete gitmem dedi, anladım ki sıçıverecek balkona, hızlanarak gecenin son patlamasını yaşadım götünün derinliklerine.Ceyda seri bir şekilde pantolununu topladı ve tuvalete gitti.Ben de pantolonu yukarı çekiyordum, bir yandan karşıdaki kadını kontrol ettim.Kadın balkonun beton kısmına iyice yaklaşmıştı.El salladım sikimi donumun içine sokarken.O da bana boşta olan eliyle el salladı vev gülüştük.Esas şok eden olay sonra oldu.Balkonun köşesine iyice yaklaştı ve alt kısmı görünecek şekilde ya bir tabure ya da onun gibi bişeyin üstüne çıktı.Neye uğradığımı şaşırdım çünkü koskoca bir yarrak vardı karşımda.Meğersem travestiymiş ve bütün gece bize bakarak 31 çekmiş.Gülsem mi ağlasam mı bilemedim ve içeri girdim.Ceydayı yine kaşıklayarak uyudum.

Sabah gürültüye uyandık, bizimkiler uyanmıştı.Ben hala Ceydayı kaşıklıyorum maalesef.Yusuf oooo beyler ayıp oluyor hayırdır böyle dedi ve ben yeni uyanmış gibi nolmuş yaaa falan dedim.Ulan sarılmalar falan hayırdır dedi.Hem sizin üstünüzde niye mont var lan diye sordu.Evet gece çok üşüdük montları giydik, Ceyda da soğuk diye yanıma geldi falan diyip kurtardık.Meğer yorgunluktan mont falan herşey üstümüzde uyumuşuz.Otoparka yürürken Ceyda ile Kaan önden yürüyordu, Ceydanın yürüyüşünü gören dönüp bir daha bakıyordum çünkü adım atacak hali yoktu, götten yemenin acısı sabaha çıkıyordu belli.İşin komik yanı pantolununun bacak kısımlarında çok net anlaşılmasa da kurumuş döllerimi görmek bende ayrı bir gülme hissiyle karışık korku yarattı.

Arabamı aldık , Kaanla Ceydayı eve bıraktım, arabada hiç konuşmadık, zaten kafamız taşşak gibiydi.1 hafta sonra olanlar işleri daha da karışık hale getirecekti ama benim o anda bundan haberim yoktu…

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Subject: The Rock vs Stone Cold This is erotic gay fiction featuring the wrestlers of the WWF This story is fiction and is not intended to suggest anything about the sexual orientation of any of its participants. This story can be reproduced on the condition that the story is left in its entire form and my email address is left attached. The Rock and “Stone Cold” Steve Austin are registered trademarks of “Titan sports Entertainment” The Rock vs. Stone ail By mighty mouse 1 ~ The rock was sitting in his dressing room that night the match seemed to go on Forever it was like the crowed never wanted it to end. They would chant “ROCK, ROCK, ROCK!!” one minute and “STONE COLD. STONE COLD!!” the next. It became a case of show boating more than anything else doing the most high risk attacks the 2 could come up with, but during the last leg drop he fell on his arm badly and the match had to be cut a little with “stone cold” preforming a quick stunner and then a pin. All the time Steve was asking “You ok Buddy?” And the rock always gave the same response “yeah just get the match over with quick.” The Rock now sat in his dressing room with ice on his arm and waiting for Shane to show up with his check so he could go home. Suddenly a knock at the door. “Come In!” The Rock called. Since he was expecting Shane he left the door unlocked. Instead of Shane Steve Austin entered a hot stud with a body to match totally bald on top but a cute orange goatee and moustached mouth. “Hi I just wanted to check to see if you’re ok?” Smiled Steve still wearing his trademark black “shorts” that was more like underwear than anything else. “Does everyone know about you?” Rock asked. The smile dropped a little from Stone Colds face “Know what?” “That underneath that gruff exterior you’re just a little pussycat?” Rock said smiling and giving Steve a playful punch in the arm. Smiling again Steve and Rock shared a laugh. “Listen Steve I really want to take a shower but I have to wait for Shane to show up with my cash and I don’t want to risk not hearing him knock, could you wait here till I finish bursa escort my shower just in case?” Rock asked getting up knowing the answer would definitely be- “Yes, sure I can do that for you buddy.” Steve smiled broadly and Rock returned it. “I’ll be like 5 minutes.” Rock reassured Steve “Take your time.” Steve shot back. Rock stood up and peeled his shorts off right there in front of Steve who immediately got hard and had to use his hands to cover his boner rock tossed the shorts over to Steve and smiled. The rocks ass was big, totally hairless just like his legs and a lighter shade than the rest of his body tan lines Steve guessed. And the cock he possessed was beautiful medium sized about 5 – 6 inches, cut and 2 large balls hung below and the pubic hair was stripped all but a small triangle above the cock, but the thing that caught Steve’s eyes so many years ago was those thick thighs that were so inviting. Steve so desperately wanted to reach out and rub those thighs but resisted. For some reason the rock seemed to liger around for quite a while just in the nude and it got Steve thinking. “Maybe he knows about me and wants me to make a move?” The rock now bent over to undo his shoelaces his ass was right in stone colds face and that was the last straw for Steve who stuck out his tongue and thrust his face forward jamming his tongue on Rocky’s open asshole. “YAHHH!!” was the noise that rock let outstanding up immediately leaving Steve’s tongue in the open air with the sweet taste of the rocks sweaty butt on it. “What the Fuck are you doing!?!? I’m Fucking Straight!” The Rock yelled at Steve. “I thought you wanted me to!” Steve shouted back. “What the fuck would make you think I wanted that!?” The Rock getting angrier and angrier asked. Stone cold very calmly stood up and pulled down his shorts to revel his throbbing 8-inch dick; He grabbed the rock and pulled him close and whispered in his ear. “Because we both know you need it.” And Forced a kiss onto Rocky’s mouth deeply he placed his tongue into rocks mouth and the rock turned to jelly escort bayan in his arm never experiencing a kiss so deep before. Stone cold took one of his hands and began to massage the rocks ass and with the other arm pulling rock in harder the hand he was using to rub rocks butt he then placed on the rocks semi hard cock. But that made rock pull back out of the embrace and kiss. “No I can’t I only like woman” the rock said softly. “Who are you trying to convince?” Steve questioned “Bend over.” The rock could only nod assuming the position he was in before with his legs straight and his hands on the ground. Steve sat down on the bench and began slowly to resume what he was doing before slowly licking the ass of the bronzed stud. With each lick he could feel a small shudder from Rocky and tasted the sweetest ass he had ever tasted in his life. The only sound in the room was the lapping of rocks ass and the small escapes of ecstasy from the rocks lips. Steve squeezed and rubbed Rocks thighs. After about 5 minutes of rimming Stone Cold wanted more he stood up and positioned himself behind the rock. “I may not be able to turn this side ways but I am going to stick it up your candy ass” Steve joked and the rock couldn’t help but laugh as well. As the cock head of stone colds cock entered the rocks well licked asshole the rock still couldn’t help but feel pain but in total contrast to Steve’s absolute bliss. He didn’t want to but the rock in pain cried out “I don’t think I can take this.” “It’s like at the doctors it’ll only hurt for a minute OK?” The Rock could get out a few nods and Steve rammed the entire length of his cock into rocks ass. The rock screamed as Steve pumped in and out always-gaining speed but soon the scream turned into a yell and the yell turned into a moan. “Oh Fuck oh god yeah Steve give it to me ohhhhhh!” the rock was begging. Steve was so horny he could already feel himself getting ready to cum. “Fuck I’m gona cum man turn around and face my cock.” Steve completely withdrew his dick and rock turned around just to get a face full of bursa escort cum from Steve’s shooting organ. “Open, open” Steve commanded as he was still shooting, The Rock opened his mouth and tasted a little of the cum that was shot into his mouth and Steve took great pride in looking at this “Straight” boy with a face and mouth full of his semen. Rock stood up and kissed Steve rubbed his body against Rocky and had some of his own cum rubbed onto his face. “Your turn now boy sit down and spread your legs” Steve ordered. “Yes SIR!” Rock said and sat on the bench and spread his legs as far as they would go. “After I put your dick in my mouth I want you to close your legs as hard as you can so I can really feel those thighs” “SIR YES SIR!!” Steve placed his face over rocks cock and inhaled deeply the wonderful aroma licked rocks cock head and soon engulfed the entire thing with his mouth and just as requested the rock firmly pressed is thighs against stone cold’s head tightly. Stone cold was in heaven since he could bob his head up and down he had to rely on tongue technique and sucking Rock loved every second and could tell soon stone cold would get a little surprise in his mouth. A voice came into the room that belonged to neither of them “Hey Shane was just handing out the pay slips I picked your up for-” Just then the door opened Rock shocked turned his head and saw Jeff Hardy entering “You. What going on?” Rock couldn’t answer his orgasm hit with such force he let out a small yell and released Stone Cold Steve Austin’s head who immediately saw Jeff Hardy Stone Cold got up and smiled again. Jeff and Steve walked towards each other and kissed briefly Steve letting some of the rocks cream enter Jeffs mouth. “Well Steve i owe you five bucks” Jeff said still looking at The Rock “I see you have welcomed The Rock into the flock. “When you fuck other guys a whole new world opens up to you here.” Jeff said and handed The Rock his pay “Later.” Jeff said as he left “I better go too” Steve Said as he quickly pulled on his shorts and left The rock was left alone in his dressing room and he wasn’t sure but he thought he is going to like this. Well at least I’ll give him something to do between matches. The Rock stood up and left to find Jeff Hardy. To be continued……. if you want any wrestlers teamed up drop me a line

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Subject: A WWE story: Slater and Gabriel This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between two celebrities. I have no knowledge of the real persuasion of either of the guys and stress that this is pure fantasy. WWE owns whatever it owns in terms of names and trademarks and such. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave. Reader response is important to me; I’ll try to answer all ail Justin Gabriel was on top of the world. A few months ago he was slumming it in the WWE developmental territory in Florida before being given some exposure of the first season of NXT, an elimination style show. After making it all the way to third place and final show, he had sadly been eliminated. At first he had worried that he would end up back in FCW, or even worse, wished well in his future endeavours, but instead, he had been approached by the winner of NXT and made an offer — join him in showing the WWE Superstars that they were here to stay. Justin had readily agreed. He didn’t want to go back to developmental and he didn’t want to be released. In the same boat was another NXT rookie, the `One Man Rock Band’ Heath Slater. Slater had also agreed to join up with the other NXT members in their new group and had relished the opportunity to perform in front of larger audiences beating people down on Raw. But what he really relished was the chance to spend more time with Justin Gabriel. Ever since the two had first met, Slater had nursed a secret crush on the slim but well built South African. Sitting in the locker room after the group had just debuted on WWE’s flagship Raw program and destroyed the set, attacking all the people at ringside, Slater couldn’t help but look over at Gabriel. While all the rookies wore brief like trunks, Gabriel’s seemed so much smaller. Slater noticed the way they tapered in at the waist at clearly showed of the V shape of Gabriel’s former male model torso. As Slater continued to check out his work mate he equally couldn’t help but notice that the trunks clung to Gabriel in all the right places, empathising the bulge made by what looked like a fine sized cock and a muscular tight arse. “Well done gentleman, well done,” the rookies were congratulated by Vince McMahon, chairman of the WWE who entered their dressing room. “We were all very impressed by that showing and having had a quick glance at the internet, already people are talking about you all.” Scanning the room, Vince stopped at Justin Gabriel and specifically congratulated him on his excellent 450 splash. Gabriel couldn’t have been happier. The smile on his face likely wouldn’t be leaving for a week. As Vince got ready to leave the dressing room he asked one of the other rookies, a guy called Daniel Bryan to come with him. Gabriel wasn’t sure what that meant, but he was sure whatever Vince had in mind would be good for business. As he smiled around the room, he couldn’t help but catch Heath Slater looking at him from across the room. When Heath realised he had been caught looking, he quickly looked away, but this just confirmed what Gabriel had already noticed, clearly Heath was interested. Justin had once been a male model, he knew the signs. He also knew that wrestling had only helped tone his already impressive body and, with the performance oil liberally applied, he knew everything was popping in all the right places. Looking across at Heath, Gabriel realised he’d never done it with a ginger guy before. Heath’s hair was a dark ginger, and it was long to his neck. His body wasn’t as clearly defined as Gabriel’s, but it was lean and athletic and when Heath did his ring taunt there was certainly something about him that made Gabriel look again. The other thing that occurred to Gabriel was that bursa evi olan escort Heath was obviously nervous and embarrassed, and so the best way for Gabriel to get some, would be if he made the first move. As the other guys all began to drift away and get ready to go for dinner or whatever, Gabriel walked over to where Slater was sat, leaned in close and asked if he wanted to go for quick bite, or something, being sure to place some emphasis on the word something in his South African accented voice. Heath looked up and stammered out that he would love to. Smiling down, Gabriel went off to the showers, telling Heath he would see him outside in a bit. Heath was shocked. The guy he’d been crushing on for months just asked him out. But was it just as friends? He wasn’t sure. It didn’t sound that way and the body language didn’t seem that way either. Shit, what was he going to do? Having already showered, Heath dressed and went out to the car parking area to wait and see what Gabriel had planned. He wasn’t waiting long, as he was soon joined by the South African stud; he had slipped into a tight dress shirt and some designer jeans that looked about a size too small and clearly showed off his muscular backside. The two went for dinner, and throughout it Heath couldn’t help but notice that Gabriel kept making crude jokes or double entendres that left him stammering and red faced, while Gabriel just kept laughing. As dessert was wheeled out, Gabriel decided that seen as, if thing went to plan he was soon going to be getting a good work out, he would have a creamy ice cream sundae. As he was eating it, he noticed Heath was giggling to himself. “Gonna tell me what’s so funny” he asked Heath. “You have some cream on your nose,” Heath giggled back. “Well you best get it off for me, I can hardly see it myself” replied Gabriel. Heath leaned in, and without bothering to grab a napkin, wiped the cream off with his finger. Gabriel took the chance to make sure that Heath knew exactly what was one the cards for tonight and grabbed his hand, moving his cream covered finger to his mouth and slowly sucking it off, licking the tip of the finger and then sliding it inside, bobbing a few times on it, and then moving off. Throughout all this he kept clear eye contact with Heath who went several shade of red and grew hard as a rock in his pants. “I think it’s time to go” Gabriel smirked at Heath, leaving more than enough money to cover their bill as he led Heath by the hand and from the restaurant, “we’re heading back to my motel room.” In the motel room, the two men were quick to start making out on the bed, rubbing and humping and shedding clothes. Gabriel pulled away from Heath and told him to strip to his underwear while he went to the bathroom. Heath couldn’t believe it; here he was in Justin Gabriel’s motel room, about to engage in some good hard gay sex. He quickly shed his shirt and jeans, revealing a pair of white briefs that contrasted with his ginger hair. Hearing a cough he looked round to see Gabriel had returned to the room and had also stripped down, to a pair of tight black boxer briefs that emphasised his bulge and made Heath drool. Gabriel walked forward slowly. He massaged his bulging black boxers as he did so and his cock was growing to full hardness. This was awesome. As Gabriel reached the sofa he reached down and pulled Heath to his feet, mashing their lips together, sliding his tongue out and in to Heath’s mouth. Heath returned the kiss and the two guys swapped spit as they mashed their hard cocks together in their underwear. The black of Gabriel’s boxers bulged obscenely and were a marked contrast to the white of the briefs which contained Heath’s hardness. Gabriel grabbed at Heath’s briefs clad arse and ground altıparmak escort himself into the hard cock that he could feel through the thin cotton of the briefs and his own boxers. The bulges rubbed together and both lads groaned into the mouth of the other as they continued to kiss. Heath moved his hands to Gabriel’s chest and started to rub and pull at Gabriel’s nipples and hard, built pecs. He pulled back from Gabriel’s kissing and moved his head down to the right nipple. He took the erect nub into his mouth and slowly started to suck, while using his tongue to tease the end. Gabriel loved this. He loved having a guy appreciate his chest. He spent ages working out every day to make sure that his body looked in pristine condition. “You like my muscles Heath?” Gabriel asked, as Heath continued to lick and suck away. Heath released the nipple, smiled up at Gabriel with a cheeky grin and replied “Oh hell yeah.” “Here you go then, lick away,” Gabriel said as he flexed his muscles. Heath licked away at the tensing chest muscles, licking up into an armpit and down to a bulging bicep. He loved that this muscular guy was letting him have his way and lick, suck and explore whatever he wanted. His cock was rock hard in his briefs and he was in serious danger of spunking himself without even touching his dick. Gabriel loved the silky feeling of a hot tongue moving over his body. It felt good on his nipples, good in his armpit, good on his bicep and he knew it was going to feel damn good when he got it on his cock. Pushing on Heath’s head, he forced the ginger wrestler to his knees and thrust his bulged boxers into Heath’s face. Heath immediately continued to lick and suck away, through the boxer shorts that confined the cock in front of him. Heath raised his hands and pulled the boxers down Gabriel’s thighs. Gabriel’s hard cocked slapped up onto his hard stomach. It was circumcised and slightly darker than Gabriel’s already tanned South African skin. The heavy purple knob head leaked precum, which ran down in copious amounts. Heath had never seen such a nice cock; in fact he has never seen anything other than a plain white American cock, and the girls he had been with had generally been skanks he’d done for the sake of keeping up appearances. Now here was a foreign one in front of him, and it was leaking more precum than he had ever seen a cock leak. It was literally like a leaky tap with the amount of clear liquid that was dripping from the end. Heath ran his tongue up and down the sides of the cock, tasting Gabriel’s dark skin. The precum that he could taste tasted different to the precum of the lads he’d sucked in the past. It has a slightly tangier taste, but it was a taste that was unmistakably male and unmistakably hot. The length was close to 9inches, it had to be as Heath could hardly get it down his throat. He knew he could take 8inches, but this was a struggle. The knob was thick and it pushed at the sides of his throat as he tried to deepthroat it down to the balls. As he tried to do this, he slipped his hands up Gabriel’s legs and played with his balls, tickling them gently with his finger tips. Gabriel looked down and loved the sight of the struggling grappler man trying to please him. He believed that effort deserved reward, so he pulled Heath off his cock, pulled him up, kissed him hard so as to taste his own precum and then pushed Heath back on to the sofa. Gabriel dropped to his knees before the athletic and slender ginger hottie and buried his face into the briefs in front of him. He sucked at the knob that he could taste through the briefs before pulling them down and engulfing Heath’s dick to the root in one go; his nose was tickled by Heath’s ginger pubes and his wide usually smiling mouth was bursa merkez escort filled with cock and came to rest on Heath’s full balls and hairy pubis. This was becoming a habit to Heath. His cock, at just under 7inches was hardly small, but the last two guys he’d gone with could swallow the whole thing in one go. He would get a complex about it, but frankly it felt so good to just have his cock enveloped in one go, to feel his head sliding down the throat of a guy, to know that he had the power to keep that guy on his knees sucking away until he reached climax was amazing to Heath. It wasn’t like this with girls, but with guys, there was something rawer; something more primal. Gabriel moved his head up and down the cock, using his tongue to work the sides and the knob, sucking up the sparse in comparison precum and slowly moving his hands in circles over Heath’s teen arse globes. He spread his fingers and moved them closer and closer the crack and to the hole he knew he would find there. Sticking the middle finger from each of his hands into the crack, he located the hole and, without warning, simply pressed them both in to the hole. Heath groaned and shot spunk down Gabriel’s throat. He was awestruck by how quickly he had cum; shooting his cream from just having some finger shoved in to his arse. He couldn’t believe that, but it felt so good. Gabriel loved the taste of the cum on his tongue, but he had other plans for it. Pulling off Heath’s cock, he stood up and grabbed Heath’s ankles, lifting his legs. He then dropped back to his knees, but placed Heath’s legs over his shoulders. This allowed him to see clearly Heath’s tight pucker. Gabriel spat the spunk he had just received from Heath’s cock on to Heath’s arsehole. He then stood up and thrust his long dick in to the hole, using the hot ginger wrestlers cum as lube. Heath felt like he was being split in two, but the feeling that he had got from just Gabriel’s finger were multiplied as he felt the thick uncircumcised knob rub over his prostate again and again. He moaned and groaned about on the sofa, aware that he was making a lot of noise but not caring because he was embracing the fact that he was a true born cock slut. He loved the feeling of cock in his mouth or up his arse. He wanted to do this all the time. Forget girls, it was all about cock for Heath from now on. He never wanted Gabriel to cum as that thick South African cock felt so good up his tight hole. He started to flex his anal muscles and squeeze down on Gabriel, raising his arse to meet the thrusts into it. “Harder……please……fuck me harder,” groaned out Heath as his prostate took another hit. Gabriel started to really thrust in and out. He was battering the arse on his cock and was loving every minute. It felt so good to just be able to let loose and just fuck. Nothing felt better than to just pound away at some tight man arse. It was always tighter than pussy and guys who limited themselves were just missing out. He looked down at Heath squirming below him. He could see how much Heath was enjoying it from the way he was breathing and moaning; his body thrashing about and clearly loving the cock that was literally rabbit pounding his prostate. Gabriel leaned in and whispered to Heath, “don’t you wish we could do this is the ring? I could fuck you hard in front of all those people, just imagine it, them all cheering as I fucked your arse hard, them all screaming as I climb the turnbuckle and hit my 450 splash, cock first, right in to your tight hole.” As he was saying this Gabriel reached down and grabbed Heath’s cock, which had never gone down. He jerked it no more than five times before Heath shot spunk high in to the air. As his arse tightened and clenched around the invader thrusting in to it, Gabriel came hard, spurting spunk deep into Heath’s colon. As the hard bodied wrestler came down from their sex high, they made out, talking to each other about the other guys in the locker room they would love to do, or had done and how maybe they could do this again, or do it again with another member added.

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Subject: Fly Eagles Fly Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Fly Eagle Fly Zach laughed, “bro, you can’t do that!” shaking his head at his friend who tapped the waitress on her arse as she left to get their drinks. The waitress threw a flirtatious look towards Zach as she passed, returning a short while later with their drinks. “Here you go Zach.” She beamed, “Also tell your friend if he touches me again then I’ll have security break his wrists!” She whispered. “Loud and clear.” Zach replied, he shot his friend a disapproving look, “keep your hands off the waitress man, if I end up in the news I could end up getting fired!” “Chill man, chill.” Zach threw back another beer, [Fuck it, I’ll get a taxi home.] “Wahey, Zach’s in the game.” “Yeah, well you guys are stressing me out!” He replied through gritted teeth. Zach threw back a couple of beers which filtered through him nicely. “I’m going to the bathroom..” he explained as the table watched him leave. Stood at the urinal Zach relieved himself, but in the quiet he could feel eyes on him. He fixed himself up before turning to the sinks, “hey dude, how are you?” Zach beamed with his softening expression. “Bro, I’m pretty good. How about you?” The innocent smile of Philadelphia Flyers’ goaltender, Carter Hart shone back. “I’m ok man, the boys are stressing me out though. I swear I will be on the back of the Philly Inquirer tomorrow!” Zach replied bitterly. Carter sniggered, “I hear ya, well if you need to get away, come join us.” Zach’s frustrated expression softened again, “I may take you up on the offer!” He chuckled. [I wish you would!] Carter sighed to himself grinning to the (former) Eagles tight-end pleasantly as he left the bathroom. Carter returned to his group of friends, “you’ve been gone a while, taking a shit?” “Ha, nah I saw a friend.” Carter replied innocently, “if you say so bro. I’d take the shit excuse over the `gay bathroom hookup’ any day.” His friend replied, a couple of the guys sniggered, Carter banged his fist on the table angrily “two things!” He snapped, “there’s nothing wrong with being gay so I don’t know why you think that’s a joke, and secondly if I were hooking up with a guy, I would expect my `FRIENDS’ to support me, so at least I know what sort of `FRIEND’ you are!” Silence fell on their table, they swapped nervous glances avoiding Carter’s glare. A few nearby tables peered across as the hum around them resumed. “Woah, not cool bro. I was joking.” Carter glanced at his dumbstruck friend, “think about your jokes before you make them. I would rather not be friends with people who think homophobia is funny. I’m gonna get some air.” The hockey star finished, grabbing his beer and heading out of the front door. “Way to go Chase.” The table rounded on the embarrassed youngster as Carter stormed away. The front door swung open, Carter glanced sideways expecting to see Chase’s apologetic face. “You good little man?” Zach asked him tentatively. [Oh shit, move out of the light and hide your face!] Carter panicked feeling a tear trickle down his face. The Flyers star coughed to buy himself a second to think. “Yeah, just some personal stuff yunno?” Carter replied [that’s the best you could think of!] He spat to himself in disgust. “Yeah I think I heard, your friends are causing you a bit of grief then?!” He asked, looking concerned. “You heard?” Carter suddenly felt very self conscious. “Yeah, were you talking about yourself or someone else. And before you answer, just remember I’m a pro sportsman like you, so I know how you feel.” Zach replied, placing his hand on Carter’s shoulder. Carter knew Zach thought he was going to say [“nah, I was talking about a friend” chuckle, chuckle problem solved] Carter also sensed that Zach wouldn’t believe a word of it. The youngster exhaled and looked up at Zach, “yeah maybe, I don’t really know.” he replied in a dull tone. “Good for you.” Zach chortled, pulling Carter in under his arm. The young hockey star held Zach’s side and nuzzled him tenderly whilst the big tight-end hugged him before releasing him. “Right, I have to head back in there, but stay positive dude.” Zach beamed offering a fist pump, “thanks.” Carter replied, blushing in the soft light. Zach headed back into the bar leaving Carter standing outside, the 21-year-old smiled to himself, he felt so much better as if a weight was lifted. Carter returned to his table, an awkward silence greeted him. “Let’s get more beer” he smiled, a collective sigh of relief followed as he called over the waiter. Holding his drink aloft, he nodded across Zach who caught his eye and nodded back. “Ok sorry bro, I didn’t mean to offend you.” Chase offered sheepishly, “don’t worry about it.” Carter cut in dismissively changing the subject in order to resume the fun. The Canadian woke the next morning, his forehead pounding viscously. After 10 minutes of self-motivation, Carter finally dragged himself out of bed. Guzzling down a pint of water, he made himself some toast and a pot of coffee. The flashbacks from last night flickered through his mind. The drinking, the laughing, the arguing, the consoling, [eventful night] he grinned to himself. Munching down his toast he wondered to himself how his friends were talking about him today, how was Zach thinking about him today, nah, Zach wasn’t thinking about him, Zach was just being cool. Carter shrugged thinking of a plan for his free day. [Workout, gaming, chill]. “How are you feeling today bro?” Flashed up on Carter’s phone screen just as he went to lock it. He checked who it was from, surprisingly he was on the big tight-end’s radar. “I’ve been worse, how about you?” Carter replied. “I’m good. Dicy drive home though.” Carter’s jaw dropped, [bad Zach] he thought to himself. “Cool, good you made it back alive.” “What are you doing with your day?” Zach asked. “I’m just gonna chill all day, how about you?” “Yeah, probably the same. The wife is out of town with the kids so I’m gonna have some Zach time.” Carter chuckled assuming Zach meant what he thought he meant. “Jacking off to some porn eh?” He replied. “Probably at some point. You got any decent links to share?” Carter straightened up reading the reply twice. “Maybe, what do you like?” “I’m easy bro, whatever you’re happy to share (wink).” Carter took a moment to think. [Well he seems very cool about this all.] He sniggered whilst scrolling through his history. The young skater found a bit of amateur twunk porn and hit forward. bursa yabancı escort “Try this (wink).” Zach followed the link and a smile crept across his face. The two guys in the video very much resembled both Carter and himself. The bottom was a tall slim thing with blatantly obvious abs. His legs were up in the air resting on the top’s shoulders as he got fucked on a car bonnet. The top was a little taller and had a little more beef to his stocky frame. Zach didn’t even watch the video, deciding to reply straight away, “something tells me that this video is supposed to be us?” Carter beamed at his phone, [hell fucking yes I wish that was us!] “Ha, I was just sending a vid. That’s a hot idea though I think.” He replied. “So let’s do it?” Zach replied instantly. “I’d love to!” Carter replied then followed by sending his address. “I’ll be there in half an hour!” Carter was beside himself, he remembered a dream he’d had a few months ago with him and a tight-end. A big tall man who could give him a good hard workout. “Yeah, fucking A!” The 21-year-old replied then went to get himself cleaned up. 30 minutes later wearing nothing but a towel the slim skater sat on his couch with his feet up on the table. Carter heard the sound of a car’s engine idling outside before it juddered and there was silence. He smiled to himself and waited, moments later there was a buzz from his phone. “I’m outside I think.” from Zach, Carter grinned, “Ok, come in through the garage.” Carter instructed, he jumped up from the couch and headed to his carhole, flicking the switch for the door. The big tight-end approached the garage door watching it rise slowly. As the door rose, he could make out two slim pale legs, a cream coloured towel, hard abs, tight pecs and a cute smile. Zach’s face turned into a wide grin and strode towards the slim Canadian. Carter stood his ground, pressing the garage door button to close it as the American approached. The 6’5″ tight-end moved right up to the toes of the young skater and smiled. Carter opened his mouth to say hello but before he could, the 29-year-old’s large hands took him firmly, pressing just under his shoulders and pulling him in for a kiss. Zach’s lips closed around the 6’2″ Canadian who melted in the older man’s mouth. Carter’s arms opened to reach around the back of the big tight-end, their lips brushed along each other’s sensually before slipping open. The sports stars’ tongues crossed into the other’s mouth and began to roll along each other’s probing gently. Zach lifted the 21-year-old and turned towards Carter’s car, placing him on top of the bonnett with his legs over the side. Carter’s fingers slipped under Zach’s shirt and began to slide up his muscular frame. The 29-year-old tight-end had a nice trail of hair leading up his torso and as his fingertips rolled towards Zach’s pecs, Carter was sure he could feel a generous covering of hair. Zach’s firm hands took hold of Carter and slid him further along the car’s bonnet then the Eagles tight-end climbed up to join him, compressing the car’s suspension with a combined weight of 430 pounds (200kg). Carter lifted Zach’s shirt over his head then fell on to his back as the 29-year-old moved over him pinning the skater’s head to the cold metal with a firm kiss. Zach’s fingers reached down to his jeans, unbuttoning his fly then peeling them open. Carter craned his neck to see what the footballer was up to and he found Zach’s jeans wide open revealing a pair of check pattern boxer shorts which were strained by the tight-end’s hard cock. Carter’s fingers released Zach from his boxers, unbuttoning the fly and pulling through a beautiful piece of meat. Zach’s cock was long, thick and cut, Carter guessed 8.5 inches once they were free of his boxers. The skater placed Zach’s thick purple head on his lips, closing them and sucking Zach gently. “Oh yeahhh.” Zach agreed with a low growl as his fingers wandered down Carter’s slim body. The 21-year-old fed himself inch by inch, the throbbing piece of meat in front of him. Zach’s thick Californian shaft advanced into Carter’s throat sliding across the youngster’s tongue, the skater felt Zach’s head reach his tonsils and relaxed, resisting the urge to gag. Zach’s eyes appreciated the slim skater’s body, the Canadian’s milky white skin was beautifully smooth against his fingertips. His dark brown hair was thinly spaced along his tense thighs leading up to a dense bush of dark pubes around his young balls. The tight-end huffed happily as his cock sank into Carter’s throat, the 29-year-old’s swollen head stroked against the warm skin inside the goalie’s mouth. Carter’s cock stood rock hard as he did his best not to choke on the heavy piece of meat penetrating his skull. Zach exhaled a long groan of satisfaction as his cock throbbed within Carter’s throat. The Californian carefully turned his body so that the pair of them were top to tail, placing each of his large hands on the car’s bonnet outside Carter’s slim legs. Peeling Carter’s towel open, the skater’s cock teased him invitingly and as his hips began to rock gently into Carter’s face, the tight-end craned down to kiss Carter’s beautiful head. The Canadian’s semi pulsed causing it to gently slap Zach’s face, the tight-end grinned to himself then kissed Carter’s head again, same result. The 21-year-old’s tight body responding to his every touch made Zach feel special, the big tight-end thought himself to be decent in bed, but this boy was clearly begging for it, throbbing hard with the anticipation of Zach’s touch. Carter’s throat stretched around Zach’s fat cock, the tight-end’s girthy meat tasted insanely good. [He’s gotta fuck me with this thing] the goalie told himself, as his nose buried itself deep in the tight-end’s curly man-bush. Taking Carter under his thighs, Zach lifted the Canadian’s legs into the air, then pulling them all the way around, he pushed Carter’s legs against his torso. Zach then lowered his tongue to split Carter’s milky cheeks, tracing along the firm pink ring of the skater’s hole then closing his lips around the 21-year-old’s entrance he sucked gently [I’m gonna murder this ass!] Zach grinned to himself malevolently, his cock pulsed in agreement. The slender Canadian agreed with Zach’s synopsis as he gargled the footballer’s hard meat. [He’s gonna destroy me] Carter grinned to himself whilst Zach’s 8.5-inch cock continued to run in and out of his mouth. The skater felt himself pulsing in reaction to Zach’s bare cock pulsing between his lips, however it was the attention the 29-year-old bursa sınırsız escort was paying to Carter’s ring that the goalie found particularly arousing. Zach’s tongue slathered between the smooth dimpled mounds that were Carter’s pale cheeks and sucked at the 21-year-olds moist entrance. With a loud final slurp, Zach pulled his face away from Carter’s arse and straightening up, Zach removed his cock from Carter’s throat. Then in one swift, dominant motion, taking the slim skater by his right arm and leg, Zach spun Nolan around. The 21-year-old’s arse lay exposed and gripping both thighs, this time Zach pulled Carter towards his crotch. Carter’s eyes watched Zach busily locating his hole, The 29-year-old’s saliva-lubed head pressed against Carter’s hole and began to pierce its way inside. The skater exhaled with a soft groan, his ring stretching around Zach’s raw, cut cock as it burrowed its way inside him. Carter’s ring slowly sneaked it’s way up Zach’s thick rod edging closer and closer towards the bushy nest of dark brown pubes that characterised the bottom’s crotch. The top moved his grip from the skater’s thighs up to his sides, tightly pulling the 21-year-old in while pushing his crotch forward slowly but surely. The tight-head had already stuffed 3 inches inside the bottom, but with so much more to go, he couldn’t thrust yet, he had to be patient. Zach could feel Carter doing everything in his power to allow the beefy top into his hole. A deliberate inhale was followed by Zach’s cock slipping further inside the skater now surpassing 5 inches as the Canadian pushed his muscles out determined to allow Zach’s girthy shaft inside. Skidding further inside Carter, Zach’s raw cock stretched the young skater until his dark pubes pressed against the bottom’s pale skin. Pausing for just a couple of seconds, Zach began to swing his hips back and forth, making sure to drive straight. Carter cooed softly, emitting light shallow murmurs of appreciation as his tight tunnel squeezed the thick slab of meat filling him up. The bottom’s cock lay hard against his abs, twitching with anticipation as the tight-end rocked his weight back and forth from his heel to his toes and back. The cool steel of the hood of Carter’s car rubbed against the bottom’s back, squeaking slightly with Zach’s weight sliding him over the smooth paintwork. Zach began to press forward with more weight and power driving his raw 8.5-inch cock into the young bottom, his 6’5″ muscular frame thudding into Carter’s twinkish body in comparison. The 29-year-old top rocked back and forth into the sexy youngster glancing back and forth between Carter’s face and the Canadian’s hole. The bottom’s wide mouth groaning gently, told Zach to keep doing exactly what he was doing. The way Carter’s blue eyes watched him, staring intensely at the top as his body slowly opened up to allow the tight-end to fuck him nice and deep.. Zach threw his head back and gave a long happy groan as he pressed his crotch hard into the young bottom’s arse. The Canadian’s tight, warm insides were perfect around his thick, raw head. The way Zach’s outer skin slid up and down his shaft as he fed it into the smooth bottom drove the tight-end crazy. “You like that D?” Zach grinned. “Yeah big boy.” Carter replied, beaming wide as he stroked his own 7.5 inch, cut cock. The big top squeezed Carter’s skin tight as he really began to increase the power with which he fucked the slim Canadian. Zach’s helmet plundered deep into Carter’s smooth insides, destroying the hockey star’s innocence and making his body shake. Below them, the car rocked on its suspension, swaying with the power of the humongous tight end. Slamming 250 pounds (115kg) of meat into the Canadian’s tight little hole, both men moaned, begging for more as the heat began to rise. The Canadian’s tight ring squeezed, pleasuring the top who growled with happiness. Placing a hand on Zach’s furry pec, the smooth bottom appreciated Zach’s manly body, his bulging pecs and the fine, dark hairs which coated them. “Ahhh yeah.” Carter agreed, feeling Zach’s raw head bury itself 8.5 inches deep into his smooth cunt. Carter’s agreement with his cock spurred Zach on, the top changed up a gear and hammered even harder into the sexy skater. Carter gave a long groan as Zach plundered hard down into his tight belly, the Canadian’s own hard cock squeezing out pearls of clear, shiny precum to glaze Carter’s abs. The feeling of Zach’s furry body plunging hard into his bum cheeks, filling his tight hole with that long, thick D, Carter felt as though he was in heaven. Carter’s toned frame looked so good around his cock but without warning, Zach pulled his entire length free from the Canadian’s hole with a pop. “Ughhhhh.” Carter gasped as his ring tried to seal itself. Pulling Carter by his legs, Zach pulled the skater across the car bonnet and then upright. Carter followed Zach’s guidance and sat up breathing through the trauma his ring had suffered and knowing that trauma wasn’t over yet. Zach pulled Carter off the bonnet entirely and up to stand on his own two feet. Carter followed Zach’s overpowering guidance which spun him to face towards the car, then reaching down Zach’s hand found Carter’s hamstring and pushed it up until the Canadian’s foot rested on the bonnet. Zach glanced down at Carter’s perfect round buttocks before taking hold of his shaft and guiding it back into the bottom’s crease. Zach’s fingers located the Canadian’s loosened ring and pressed his thick head against it. Carter braced himself and pushed out once again allowing Zach’s cock to pop back inside him with ease. Sliding as far up as he could go, Zach stepped an inch closer to the bottom then took a handful of Carter’s hair gently pulling it towards him. Zach kissed Carter and simultaneously resumed fucking the youngster’s sweet ring. The break to change positions was perfect for Zach who had felt the pressure in his balls building. Carter’s back pressed into Zach’s burly chest as they kissed, the 6’2″ skater who would be big compared to most men felt so small against the 6’5″ footballer. Zach held the kiss a few minutes longer as he quickly built his rhythm, slamming his 8-5 inch shaft into Carter’s wonderful hole. Once Zach had begun to thud into Carter’s sexy frame, the top pushed away from their kiss. Carter leaned forward and gave another long groan as the sound of Zach’s crotch slapping his smooth skin echoed around the garage. Zach’s eyes looked down at his raw cock spearing into the tight young bottom and he smiled proudly. görükle escort Zach wasn’t the only one who was proud of his skills in (or out of) bed. The horny bottom slut in Carter began to match Zach for power of thrust backing his arse into the American top. Every time Zach’s crotch came forward, plunging his thick 8.5 inch cock into the skater’s tight body, Carter reversed, thrusting his smooth, pale arse in the opposite direction. The powerful sportsmen egged each other on, going pound for pound and groaning with the power to match it. The pure animal passion drove them on, the need to compete, to be better than the other guy. Zach’s fingers squeezed tight, pushing Carter’s cheeks together as his cock slammed into the bottom’s tight belly. Zach’s thick, hairy balls slammed into Carter’s crotch while every ounce of his 250 pound (115 kg) frame crashed into the goalie’s firm, milky white cheeks. The young bottom’s warmth around his bare, sensitive head started to transmit through to Zach’s balls which were full and ready to unload. For Carter, the weight of the big top pounding the air out of him was exactly how he had imagined it. His smooth tight ring felt neither smooth nor tight anymore, rough and loose Carter imagined with a smile as Zach’s fat cock buried itself into his slim, muscular frame. Zach’s length filling his insides, slamming into his soft prostate felt wonderful to Carter, there was no other way to bottom but take it deep and hard. Carter had long forgotten to jerk himself as Zach moved into top gear, concentrating on making Zach cum was Carter’s motive and that was enough to make the young Canadian hard and ready to blow himself. The power of Zach behind him, filling his belly with that raw 8.5 inch cock made Carter’s head weep. “Yeah, pound my hole.” Carter begged. “Harder big boy, harder!” The goalie demanded. Zach needed no invitation to show off his brute strength. The powerful tight-end held Carter’s slender hips as tight as he could and swung his body back and forth with as much force as his thick hairy legs could muster. Carter’s hole fast turned from a tunnel into a cave as Zach’s body ploughed mercilessly into him. The filthy bottom loved it, he loved the feeling of Zach’s raw head curving up into his warm chute, stroking his sensitive insides. Carter’s hard 7.5-inch cock smacked his smooth abs with the ferocity of Zach’s pounding. The Flyers goalie could feel his sticky precum, glazing his crotch each time it smacked his abs. Zach grunted, “shit, mother ficker.” He cursed blindly as his balls unloaded with a powerful explosion. The top’s fuzzy nuts were full of his hot cream, cream which began to squirt into Carter’s warm belly. Zach jabbed his cock into the 21-year-old’s tight arse as he unloaded, taking every opportunity to feel the bottom’s tight walls pleasuring his cock. Carter felt Zach’s warm juices squirting deep inside his body, the Flyers’ goalie groaning with joy feeling cum spraying into his tight tunnel. Carter’s own nuts tightened in response to the warm cream filling his body, the bottom turned back to Zach and breathed, “fuck me.” To the faltering top, whose orgasm was weakening with each throb of his thick cock. Determined to satisfy them both, Zach pulled his hips back once more and piled his cock home. Carter groaned as Zach’s head pleasured his entire body in one long stroke and with that the bottom began to shoot across his own car bonnet. The Flyers’ goalie took deep, heavy breaths between squirts as his cock unloaded like a hose, sending streaks of his cum shooting across his car’s glossy red finish. With his orgasm subsiding, Zack buffeted Carter’s body with a few more sharp, deep slams. Zach’s thrusts forced a final squirt of cum out from Carter’s hard boner and the pair of them sighed, exhausted but ecstatic. Exhaling deeply, the Philadelphia sports stars sucked in oxygen. Neither had the energy to make another move yet and for what felt like an eternity they remained connected whilst their bodies left the realm of sex and returned to the real world. Zach glanced down at Carter’s smooth, sweaty back and smiled to himself. Another 15-20 seconds passed, Zach’s cock softening within Carter felt the Flyers goalie’s ring pushing him out slowly. The 29-year-old leaned back gently and watched his cock sliding free of the sexy bottom’s hole. With a pop they were disconnected, Carter placed his hands back on the car bonnet for support while he continued to take deep breaths feeling his ring trying unsuccessfully to seal itself following Zach’s orgasmic assault. With Zach’s weight off his back, Carter pushed himself up off the bonnet and turned to the top. “Fucking A dude.” He beamed, throwing his hand up in the air for a high five. 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Subject: The Tales of Sol 54 The Tales of Sol 54 By Joe hoo This my second attempt to write so please tell me what you think. This is a fictional story it is not intended to imply that any members of the Backstreet Boys, Nsync or 98 Degrees are gay, or any of the other celebrities mentioned are homosexuals. If you are not old enough to read these stories do yourself a favor don’t get caught. The same goes for those people whose countries have these sites made illegal. And for everyone else enjoy Captain Planet and related characters was created by R.E Turner and copyright by AOL Time Warner Company and Trademark by TBS Productions Babylon 5 and all related characters and props were created by Michael Straczynski and copyright by Warner Bros. Star Trek and all related characters created by Gene Roddenberry. Copyright Paramount Transformers and all related characters, and props are trademarked by Hasbro inc. Copyright Rhino Home Videos and AOL Time Warner Entertainment CO He-Man, She-Ra, related characters, and props are trademarked by Filmation 1980’s Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox. Batman, and all related characters created by Bob Kane. Copyright DC Comics and Warner Bros. X-MEN, and all related characters created by Stan Lee. Copyright Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox. To those who’ve been reading Tales of Sol. I want you to know that while there is sex in this story. That is not is sole purpose and yes I do hope the sex sense makes you all hard and gets you off. Sol is an adaption from my childhood favorite show Captain Planet and the Planeteers, The cartoon showed us that the world can be a better place if we took a few moments to care for it. Tales of Sol is meant to express hope. It is also shows how music can have an impact in our lives. While I don’t know if my favorite bands 98 Degrees, Backstreet Boys or Nsync have ever read this. They saw me through some of the hardest moments of my life and offered in their own way hope. To them I say thank you. I dedicate the Tales of Sol to all of my brothers and sisters of the US armed service past, present, and future. I like to thank my friends who I had the privilege showing these chapters with. They helped with editing and inspiration, John Rivera, Albert-Russ Alan Rivera-Odum, Derbe.D. Hunte Yvette Ortiz Samuel Diaz Jr for all their help in Making The Tales of Sol an enjoyable story to write. And I have a few other names starting with the beginner of this universe James the author of Tales of a Real Dark Knight. I still hope to reconnect with you dear friend and all the rest of this series. Blake the author of Tales of a New Phoenix Jeremi author of the Tales of Young Mutants Please remember to Donate to Nifty And now without any further ado I give you the next chapter of Tales of Sol. The Tales of Sol 54 A Port in a Storm I arrived back in the Sea Dragon with the food in tow. I walked down the ramp and into Brian’s waiting arms. I was coughing from all the dust I had inhaled “Mike, are you okay?” Brian asked as he helped brush some dust off of me. “Oh I am just fine,” I coughed out “I can’t say the same for your stuff, we all lost most of our stuff at the hotel,” I told him as I brushed grit out of my head “What are they holding on to because we are leaving?” Nick asked. Indicating the dust that was now on the floor of my Sea Dragon “No when I got back there the storm had damaged the hotel severely, to some degree most of our stuff was damaged beyond uses,” I answered “What I found which isn’t much are in whatever suitcase you guys had that were the lease damaged and clothes and whatever you had in them the most usable,” I explained turning to AJ “I am sorry AJ, you and I were the most unfortunate ones,” AJ shook his head in resignation “Mike, my room was literally sucked out that window I would have been surprised you found anything,” “I did find one undamaged suitcase and you were lucky, in the fact that your cellphone was the only one I found along with your wallet, your phone wasn’t damaged thanks to it falling between the dresser you placed it on and the wall,” I could at least tell AJ that much. “My room had nothing, everything in it was destroyed,” I told them. This made Nick frown, “You mean you have only the clothes on your back?” “Yes fortunately I placed stuff here in the Sea Dragon in case of emergency,” I nodded my head. “What about the hotel itself?” Howie asked “The storm damaged the entire hotel compromising supports for the top floors,” I did my best to explain “As I was trying to get food for us the hotel collapsed,” I answered as I pointed to the dust that was now on my hangar’s white floor. “Oh my those people?” Kevin said “They were already gone when I got back there,” I told them “The suitcases and food are still inside the Sea Dragon,” I indicated Kevin and Howie went back into my Sea Dragon with everyone’s suitcase. AJ and Brian came up to me “We did some searching and found a tv in one of the offices and even some sodas in one of the fridges,” Brian informed me “I hope they aren’t expired,” I groaned “I tested them myself, they are just fine,” AJ weary mane informed me. “Well at least you saved our wallets,” Kevin noted holding up his “That was all I had time to get, plus by the time I got there your rooms were already destroyed by the storm,” I said as Howie, AJ and Brian came out with the bags of food and bottles of water I had liberated from the doomed hotel. “You guys should eat something while I talk to Tony,” I told them Brian insisted, “Mike you need to eat something too,” “After I put a call through to Tony,” I assured As they began to make sandwiches with the bread meats and cheeses, I moved back towards the Sea Dragon. “This is at least better than those bars,” I heard Nick, followed by a unison “Nick!” I sighed as I entered the Sea Dragon. The console dedicated to Tony was screaming. It seems Tony once again beat me to the punch when I opened the channel. “Mike! It is Tony, I just got told that,” Tony’s frantic voice came through loud and clear. “That the hotel just collapsed I know,” I sadly confirmed “Mike, are you sure everyone is with you?” Tony sounded calmer but not by much. “All of the guys are with me with only the clothes on their back, and whatever I could save from the hotel” I told him “We were getting them a new hotel anyway, and thankfully some of their stuff was already transferred to the bus we’ve rented,” Tony said I hadn’t forgotten “What about our people did we lose anyone from security?” I asked “No fortunately after what happened with Frank, Johnny had them all pulled out of the hotel which of course left it to you to watch them but since they were supposed to be out in the morning,” Tony informed me In all of the craziness I had forgotten that which was fortunate “I am glad, we are going to have to wait out this storm in my hangar,” I informed Tony “You can try AJ’s cellphone by the way, his was the only one that survived,” I told Tony “I will as soon as I get a full report from you,” Tony insisted. I informed Tony of everything that happened at the hotel. I told him I managed to get them some food before the hotel collapsed. For which Tony thanked me profusely. I ended my reported “We are sitting out this storm at my hanger for now it will be over in a half hour,” I finished my report while looking over at the radar. “Okay I will let Mr. Wright know and we will get back to you soon,” Tony said I had another call come in. “I will be in touch Tony,” I hung up on him. My direct line to the Lair was now blinking and I answered. “Mike! Where the hell are you?” I heard my mentor practically holler. “Hey Dave, I am safe and so are the Backstreet Boys,” I answered just as I heard AJ’s cell phone going off. “I just saw a report that your hotel collapsed due to storm damage,” Dave said “Yes the storm hit as we were getting ready for dinner I got us all to the hangar,” I told him Sounding more relieved than angry, “Oh that is great, is it safe from the storm? Dave asked “Yes it was far safer than that hotel apparently,” I remarked as I told Dave everything “I got us all here and while I was trying to gather what I could, BEATTI had informed me the storm had compromised the hotel,” I told me mentor “I had managed to get some food when the upper floors came crashing down,” I reported “I hope you guys are alright,” Dave huffed out I could hear the worry in his voice “The storm should be over in an half hour, then we will have see what can be done with the guys they lost a lot at that hotel,” I said “Mike we are on the News,” Howie called into the chopper I left the chopper and the TV Brian and AJ found was hooked up to a cable line and on it was the news. “We are live at the Grand Marque here in New York, where one of its towers has collapsed do to storm damage, it is reported that the Backstreet Boys were staying at that tower for their upcoming concert,” the reporter said “We have been told by sources inside their company that the band is safe with a friend, and they are still looking forward to the upcoming concert at Madison Square Garden,” The reporter announced. “We have, heard from Mr. Wright, who had said,” the reporter announced and a video of Johnny Wright appeared “We heard about the disaster in New York, and are saddened by any loss of life,” Mr. Wright said “But we are happy to announce that the Backstreet Boys are safe, and while we can’t reveal their location at this time they did get in touch with us,” Wright said “Kevin, are you guys alright?” We all bursa escort bayan heard Tony’s voice. “Yes Tony thanks to a dear friend of ours,” We heard Kevin’s voice “According to our tour manager Tony Blake, this friend of theirs is looking after their best interest, and we don’t want to have fans huddling around his home, we thank him for his generosity,” Mr. Wright said “We will continue to monitor this storm as it pushes through the city,” The reporter announced “That cryptic,” AJ laughed “Well, only Tony knows of this hangar,” I told them “We are very grateful to your generosity Mike,” Brian said as he leaned over and kissed me. We sat on the floor eating our sandwiches talking while we waited for the storm to come to an end. A half hour later the sun finally showed through the hanger’s frosted glass of the large windows over the bay doors. “Stay here,” I said as I went and opened the side door. The sun was indeed peeking out from behind the clouds. The heavy rain was now a drizzle; it looked like the storm was finally over. I went back to the Sea Dragon and called both Dave and Tony getting into a three-way conversation “Okay the storm is over and we need to get the guys out of this hangar it wasn’t prepared to host guest,” “We will send the guy’s bus I will see to the new hotel,” Tony suggested. “But how do we explain why they are at the airport?” I asked “The bus was parked there as they were the only place we could get on such short notice,” Tony said “I will talk to the airport their manager is an old friend of mine, and we will set up another alibi for you guys,” Dave said “Okay I will get them ready to leave we will be waiting for you,” I told them Leaving the Sea Dragon I went to where the guys were still eating their sandwiches “Okay, guys finish what you have, we’ve got to get you to the airport itself,” I told them as they ate what I had brought. “How?” Howie asked my companel went off before I could answer “Mike, I’ve talked to the airport. They will send a security detail to your hangar. You are my assistant after all and I want you safe,” Dave said. I smiled as a knock at the hangar door I hung up on Dave and moved to the door. I quickly gestured my helicopter, “Get inside the Sea Dragon,” I told the Backstreet Boys “Take this stuff with you and stay out of sight until I talk to them,” I said. The guys grabbed our leftovers and any remaining food then hid in my chopper. While I slowly opened the hangar doors “Can I help you?” I asked the big burly looking security guard I recognized as Derrick “Mr. Pennock we came to escort you and your friends to the airport,” “Who sent you?” I asked “Your employer Mr. Matthews, he said you trapped yourself in the hangar when the storm hit,” Derrick said. “Yes it is an embarrassing story to say the lease,” I blushed “Can we come in?” the burly guard asked “Only by car,” I told him He turned to look at the vehicle behind him, “How about by SUV?” Derrick asked “Even better I am sure there are still large puddles out there,” I agreed “Just help me open this door,” I requested as he and I opened the hangar doors just enough to let the Tahoe enter the hangar and then closed them behind them. “Out of the eyes of everyone, Mr. Matthews asked us to get your friends to the airport unnoticed,” The Derrick said as ordered “Thanks they too got stuck here because of their curiosity,” I smiled politely “I told them would show them my flight home,” I pointed to the Sea Dragon “Mr. Matthew said he lent you that chopper so you could get home and not to show it off,” Derrick growled Derrick’s snide comment was uncalled for cover up or not, he needs to be brought down a peg. “`This,’ hangar saved their lives,” I countered shooting the burly guard a commanding tone This got Derrick attention, “I don’t know if you saw the news, we did, my friends’ hotel was destroyed in the storm,” This made Derrick gulp and stammer “My little `show and tell’ might have been a bit inconvenient, however it is because of it. They are alive to tell the story,” I gave the security guard a hard glare that made Derrick look away. “I personally intend to commend this airport’s authorities at how well they protect,” I snapped and then threw my hand out to indicate my helicopter “Their client’s personal property,” That made Derrick gulp again, “Yes sir I do apologize for my poor attitude,” “Storms bring out the best and worst in all of us,” I reminded the man Pointing at my chopper and smiled, “As for that beast over there, what can I say? I have always seen that girl come on to my carrier and have always wanted to fly one,” I said, going along with the cover story. “In any case, okay guys you can come out now, we have to get you out of here,” I said as the ramp opened and the guys came walking out. “But you promised we could go for a ride in it,” AJ mockingly complained. “Now Mr. McLean we will take a ride in her later but you have a concert to return to,” I said cool “Damn we never get to ride in big helicopters,” Nick stomped his foot like a little kid as they all climbed into the SUV. Derrick and I went to the hangar door and again opened it just enough for the SUV to drive out when they exited. We closed it again after ensuring the door was locked and I discreetly hit a button on my combadge which locked all the doors and made the hangar virtually impenetrable. Climbing into the SUV and the head guard climbed into the front and we were off. I turned to the guys “Everyone comfy?” “As comfy as one can be when crammed in the back,” Nick grumbled “We are going to secure a section of the airport,” The guard driving the SUV said. When we got there their bus was waiting for them. “How did that get here?” Kevin gasped “We took care of everything,” I told them the SUV came next to the bus close enough that when the door opened the guys were shielded from prying eyes they ran inside I shook the hands of the guards “Thank you for all your help,” “Thank your employer he has a lot of pull with the guy who runs this airport,” Derrick said after leaving the SUV. I was the last to enter the bus and it began to roll out. “Mike?” Kevin started. I held up my hand to hold off any conversation,”Not yet Kevin we are not out of the woods yet,” as I moved towards the driver’s side “We still have to get you guys to your new hotel without arousing suspicions,” I told him I moved to the front of the bus. “Get comfortable guys and stay away from the windows,” I said quietly. They all grabbed a seat while I went up front. I saw the salt and pepper top of Kurt, one of the Backstreet Boys’ bus drivers. “How are we doing?” I nervously asked Kurt. “So far we have kept a tight lip on this. No one should even know we are here,” the Driver said “Who knows about this?” I asked “Just Mr. Wright, Mr. Blake and your boss Mr. Matthews,” Kurt answered, I sighed in relief I knew Dave would have found a way to keep the calls from getting bugged “It has been announced that the band will be staying at a new hotel since their last one was destroyed in the storm” Kurt informed me as we sped down the road, “But the one being posted will not be the one we are going to be going to,” Kurt reported, I nodded and I kept my senses open to any other trouble. The bus had to make several turns because some roads were still flooded. I made sure to spot them before the bus even came up to them. It took longer but it was necessary both because of the hazards we could see, and the hazards we couldn’t. I was the first to step off the bus, opening my senses and even asking the animals if they saw anyone. When I got the all clear I told everyone to sit tight, until I got back. I went to the door and was greeted by the manager “We have everything waiting for the Backstreet Boys,” “Does that include something to eat no one has had much since the storm struck?” I inquired “We were asked to provide a food cart by their tour manager, one will be brought up as soon as they get to their room,” the manager confirmed I thanked him we both went in and I made a quick survey of the lobby “You are thorough,” The manager made note “These are dear friends and I have been put in temporary charge of their security at the moment,” I sternly explained Once everything was good we had an elevator brought down and held open. I went back to the bus. “Okay guys we are going straight for the elevator,” I made sure my tone carried and there was no room for questions. They all nodded and we quickly made it to the elevator. It wasn’t until the door closed that we signed a bit of relief. “I will get off first,” I again brokered no resistance when the door opened. I got off first “Man Brian your boyfriend is bossy,” I heard AJ snicker. “With everything that has happened I don’t blame Mike for being cautious,” I heard Kevin whisper. Looking around the hall satisfied it was safe, we left the elevator and just as it shut behind us I saw the service elevator’s door open and out came a hotel employee pushing a food cart. I pointed to where the common room was. She nodded and pushed the cart there as we got to our rooms. I saw to their safe arrival before stepping into my room. I had one more duty I still needed to perform and that included several calls I had to make. Tony was the first one on my list I had to call, “Hey Tony I just wanted to let you know we all made to the hotel safely,” “That is great,” Tony sighed in relief, then laid something else on my shoulders, “Mr. Wright will be calling you soon, he wants a word with you” when Tony told me that. “I hope he is not mad about all this,” I worried “Far from it you have been görükle escort our saving grace, through and through,” Tony reassured I sighed in relief, Tony wasn’t done though. “With that looney out there we are all on edge, and you are the only one who we can rely on,” Tony explained. “You stepping up when the guys were endangered has made management less worried about you being the one in charge of their security,” Tony further explained “So, no pressure then,” I smirked “Maybe a little but I will let Mr. Wright tell you,” I heard Tony chuckle. “Any word on Frank?” I inquired “He is still unconscious, the doctors said he lost a lot of blood and several bones were broken,” Tony relayed. I just growled and the mental image didn’t help. “I am sorry he got hurt because he believe me,” I sneered “Frank has some responsibility in this,” Tony was just as upset. “Frank should never have gone to Hector’s room without backup even if he was only going to talk to Hector, he still needed someone there if it should have gone the way it did,” Tony didn’t back down he was just as upset over this as I was. We both knew that with so much going on something like this was bound to happen. “Okay I have to give Dave a call, the guys should at least be eating by now.” I told him my own stomach was growling as I have yet to eat. “Okay I will tell Mr. Wright that you would be talking to your employer and to give you a few moments before giving you that call,” Tony announced I snickered before hanging up and then give Dave a call “Hey Dave just wanted to let you know we are safe,” I told my mentor “That is great I am glad it all worked out,” Dave sighed in major relief. “I was planning on showing them the old girl but not like this,” I snorted but then growled “Mike don’t even think of beating yourself up,” Dave came back after hearing the tone in my voice. “You did what you had to do, and when Brian and the rest were in danger you didn’t even think twice,” I knew he was right not that I was happy about it. “I am also betting that by bringing them to the hangar, you would have flown them out of there if need be,” Dave said I sighed with one problem done I had to think of the other and that was storm itself I said “Dave we need to do some research into these storms,” “Mike you of all people know how wild and unpredictable nature can get,” Dave seemed unconcerned “Dave you would have thought a hurricane hit New York, and storms rarely form out of the blue like this one did,” I countered I could practically hear Dave thinking “Did that pain in the ass computer save the radar images,” “You will have to ask her I haven’t revealed her to the Backstreet Boys yet,” I had to chuckle at that one. I heard Dave chuckle and lightly said, “Yes she is bothersome enough,” My combadge responded “I heard that, and yes Dave I saved those radar images,” Dave and I both laughed. “Okay I am expecting a call from Mr. Wright. He seems to want a little word from me,” I sighed. “Don’t worry Mike he and I already chatted while we were setting up the cover story for why the guys were at your hanger,” Dave counseled. “Okay,” I sighed in relief. “I will have that information when you come home,” Dave said as he hung up.. There was a knock at my door “Come in?” I answered the door opened to reveal my earthly angel “Hello Brian, are you okay Love?” I asked “Just wondering if you were coming to dinner?” Brian pondered “I will be there. I just had to make several phone calls to our respective bosses. They needed to know we all made it here safely,” I explained as I offered him a seat next to me “Oh, good, I know you have been given some responsibilities since Tony is not here and Frank is still in the hospital,” Brian huffed. “Are you okay love?” I inquired when I saw the look of uncertainty come across his face “Mike, can I ask you something?” he was shaking now. Wrapping my arms around him. “Love you can ask me anything,” I prompted “I was just thinking of it all and not just us but everything from the time we crossed paths to now and I have to wonder if you think all of it is worth it?” Brian was now on the verge of tears. “Brian do you know what life at sea has taught me?” I asked as I cupped his beautiful face even with tears. He was gorgeous. When he didn’t answer “Brian when a ship is sailing through the ocean it can’t see what is really going on underwater, and it can’t see over the horizon,” I regaled “There was always waves that would buck the ship, you saw some, and some you felt,” I relived my experience Brian actually listened to this part “The point I was trying to get to before a trip down sea leg memories,” I chuckled Then I turned serious and said,”While the trip through the ocean was difficult it was destination was always worth the rough seas,” “So you think the destination is worth what we’ve been through?” Brian inquired I just leaned in and kissed him “Brian you have made it all worth it,” I whispered and gave him another kiss which was interrupted by my rude cell phone. “It seems our lot in life to have our special moments interrupted,” I sighed but when I looked down and saw whose number it was I knew I had to take the call “I got to get this love,” I told him as he got up and left. “Hello Mr. Wright yes we all made it, and I do apologizes for all the inconveniences I put you through,” Brian heard as he left the room he made his way back to Kevin’s room when he opened it Nick asked “Where is Mike I am going to eat his dinner if he doesn’t come soon,” “You touch his food and I will take you over my knee and spank you,” Brian wolfish response. Nick snicker, “Keep me out of your fantasies,” a round of laughter echoed “Where is our friend?” AJ asked as he put his plate down “Oh that does feel better” AJ sighed as he patted his stomach “He is currently on the phone with Johnny Wright,” Brian answered “I hope he isn’t going to get in trouble for taking us to his hangar,” Kevin said as he picked up a cup off coffee “I don’t think so, with everything that has been going on, Johnny probably wants a full accounting from Mike himself,” Brian rubbed his head as he tried to piece it all together “I hope Frank gets better soon,” Howie said as he took a sip of his wine “I would like to know who Hector was in league with, and what his connection to all of this?” Kevin put his coffee down a little harder than necessary. “We still have to worry about the concert I rather think about that then all this dark stuff,” Nick said as he sipped his beer “Mike told us he would be on the lookout for trouble, but who can know what is coming when you don’t know where trouble is going to come from?” Howie sipped more of his wine as he tried to picture it all. “The same way sailing across the ocean and the waves are rolling to the left then swaying to the right,” everyone head shot up as I entered the room. “Everything alright with Johnny?” Kevin asked. “He tried to give me a raise but I had to remind him that I am only temporarily looking after you yahoos,” I said as I grabbed some food. “Yahoos is it?” AJ snickered. “Yes my wonderful yahoos,” I supplied as I took my seat next to Brian “Seriously Mike what did you guys talk about,” I put my fork down. “Many of that is right now between me and Johnny,” I could see the protest “The concert was Johnny’s biggest concern, and since Tony is out of town, and Frank is laid-up there isn’t anyone to really control your security,” I told them, taking a few moments to eat my dinner. “So what is the game plan I mean we all know that we have the Guardian watching over us?” Kevin asked Putting my plate aside for a moment, my stomach wasn’t happy but they needed answers. “I am leaving before you guys are suppose to for Madison Square Gardens, I will bring my personal helicopter to have an aerial view before you even leave the hotel,” “Is it wise to have the behemoth of a helicopter of yours hovering in plain sight?’ Kevin asked “Trust me you won’t even know she is there,” I smirked “How do you hide something that big?” Howie asked “You will see but she will be there throughout the concert,” I told them “So you will be watching us from above,” AJ figured “Not quite my chopper has a remote program that I will have activated so I can be in the Madison throughout the concert,” “Wouldn’t you be afraid of that helicopter losing control and crashing into something?” Howie asked “Not a chance, I wrote and programmed the system that controls it. The remote system is very sophisticated,” I informed them “So you will have eyes in the sky, and still be able to watch us, but how will your helicopter tell you if there is trouble?” Nick inquired I sighed there was no going around not revealing her, and they needed every reason not to think about the Shadow and to think about performing “I had really hoped not to talk about this but you guys are not making it easy,” I said as I pulled out my combadge. “Mike, if you don’t want to reveal everything to us you don’t have too,” Brian quickly jumped in. “No you guys need this,” I placed my combadge on the coffee table. “The one thing Johnny wanted me to put great emphasis was you guys not thinking about the Shadow, but performing as if nothing is wrong,” I hit the keys on my combadge and it made several beeping noises then I said “Backstreet Boys I like to introduce you to one of Guardian’s allies and the brains behind the remote systems in the Sea Dragon, BEATTI,” “Greetings,” the voice of Majel Barrett came out of my combadge everyone gasped. “The real brains behind this is Mr. Pennock, he did build me after all,” my combadge bursa escort bayan spoke. They all looked amazed first at me then my combadge then back again. I could see an almost evil grin forming on AJ as he started seeing where things were falling into place. I could have sworn Brian was blushing and I saw a wicked smile on AJ as he looked directly at Brian. Nick saw it, “Brian?” “I overheard Mike talking to some woman after he left our concerts to go home, I thought it was his girlfriend,” Brian was blushing heavily “It never occurred to you it was his mother or grandmother?” Howie asked “No and now I just found out she isn’t even human,” Brian ears were now on fire. We all laughed, I moved in and kissed him on his lovable cheeks. After the embarrassment wore off Brian had nothing but pride etched into his shocked expression. I could see Nick was practically giddy and Howie had to take a few sips of his wine but I could see a sense of satisfaction creep up in his growing smile. Kevin was just astonished and his coffee long forgotten as my combadge helped cement things for them. It was a calculated gamble but I was pleased to see the results of it. “BEATTI will not only be flying my Sea Dragon but she can spot trouble, and relay that through my combadge while I am on the prowl,” I informed them “Mike, this is incredible. How do we know this BEATTI is real?” Kevin grinned as peace washed over him “I can assure Kevin this pain in the ass computer is indeed real, and just like my pupil is more right then wrong,” Dave sounded through the combadge. “Dave you knew about this?” Brian gasped but it was obvious Dave did. “I was there when Mike built the damn thing,” Dave growled but deep down you could hear the pride in that growl. “And because BEATTI is tied into the Sea Dragon I will also be able to monitor everything, so anything, BEATTI, reports I can also forward that information to Mike,” Dave announced “We will do everything in our power to make sure your concert goes smoothly and it will be an enjoyable night for everyone,” I said “Thanks Dave and BEATTI,” I spoke into my combadge then deactivated it “So BEATTI what does that mean?” AJ asked “BEATTI is an acronym it’s short for Binary Engineered Artificial Thinking Transforming Intelligence” I answered “I built her using what I learned while in the Navy and improved after I received Captain Planet’s soul,” I supplied Brian just sat in his seat. I swore he had wet himself by the expression on his face. “Mike, is there anything you can’t do?” Brian started to chuckle “I can’t sing,” I jovially answered “Really let’s hear you,” Nick gave me the evil eye daring me “No, thanks it was you the Father gifted with music, he send the Heavenly Host to come just to stop me,” I joked “Mike all I want to say is I really hope our crazed fan doesn’t come because he really won’t see you coming,” Howie chuckled I actually felt so unease about he him saying that “That has been the trouble I must confess to,” “What is that?” Brian turned serious “He doesn’t know me, and in return I know very little about him,” I said softly as I just revealed a secret I wasn’t happy to reveal “After everything you have shown us, I have to say I am curious myself,” Kevin went to refill his cup. “Can you bring me a cup Kev?” I requested “Absolutely, how do you take it?” Kevin was more than willing to fulfill. “They didn’t add honey to that cart did they?” I wondered “They did,” Kevin held up a small bottle. “Awesome some of that and cream please,” I requested “Coming right up,” Kevin moved to complete my request “Here you go,” Kevin gave me my cup Taking a sip I sighed in comfort, “Oh that hit the spot,” making everyone laugh. I finally said “Guys the only impression I ever got from this bozo are very powerful negative emotions,” Before I could take another sip Brian stole my cup “Hey!” I cried out making everyone laugh “What I never put honey my coffee before I wanted to give it a taste,” Brian winked and stole a sip “Hmm I am going to have to make the switch,” he said giving me back my coffee “There many things I can see but dark and sometime evil thoughts will prevent me getting any kind of ready from where it is coming from,” I somberly said “I can’t say I am surprise to hear you say that Mike,” Brian leaned in to kiss my cheek “Okay knock off the cutesy,” AJ bantered “I love you too AJ,” I joked as I blew him a kiss Brian hand shot up as if to intercept and brought it to his cheek. “Hey that was meant for me,” AJ mocked hurt “Oh no he belongs to me,” Brian mocked defend “Beside you told us to knock off the cutesy so you don’t get cutesy,” Brian grumbled “Can we get back to Mike’s serious discussion,” Howie pleaded before he was forced to see more sweet banter making me chuckle. “Okay Mike the problem with the darkness is no one can figure them out not even God so admitting is nothing short you saying you are just a blind to their ways as anyone,” Brian spoke softly “I will say this whenever the Shadow has come into range, the strongest feelings I get from him are hate and anger, they are so powerful and fuel each other,” I uttered as I tried to make sense of those feelings. “Meaning the angrier he gets the more he hates,” AJ nodded in understanding “And, vise versa, the more he hates, the angrier he gets,” Howie picked up “Exactly and as much as I love for us to talk more,” I looked over at a clock. “If you don’t get a good night’s sleep Johnny’s anger is what I am going to have to face,” we all laughed “Yes it has been a rough day filled with fun and excitement,” Howie said finishing the last of his wine. “Oh yes today was just a barrel of laughs,” Nick grumbled as he wheeled the food cart out as he left for his room. I turned to Nick “Wasn’t that your selling point to have me come here in the first place?” Nick returned the comment, “I thought we would go to a bar have a few pints and kick it, I was not referring to all the crap that we had to deal with since we have arrived,” We all got up and went to our rooms. Brian and I left for my room after saying good night to everyone. When we were behind closed doors I started to undress Brian followed suit and began to unbutton his shirt. “I must say love you are handling this all very well,” I admitted “Mike, God gave us trials and tribulations as a teaching tool, and he never gives us anything he knows we can’t handle,” Brian recited “But a boyfriend who has god-like powers brewing inside him?” I pointed out while making a rainbow of color appear in the palm of my hands. Kissing me tenderly Brian spoke with certainty, “Those powers you have are just a manifestation. Of that beautiful heart, God gave you love, and he gave you them for a reason,” Brian deepened his kiss. “Babe, most people can’t stand it if their partner bites their nails I can literally blow you away with a kiss,” I pointed out and to prove my point I blew the equivalent of a fan of wind across his cheek, when I let up. Brian smirked “Mike you blew me away with all of your kisses,” He jumped on me and kissed me this turned into passionate love making as we both expressed our love for each other. Turning Brian on to his back I kissed my way down his chest stopping to kiss and lick his nipples. I could hear him moan in pleasure, moving further down. I kissed his navel pulling his boxers down and his beautiful dick popped out. I lovingly started with the head licking it all over. I was rewarded but a song of love coming from my love as he moaned in pleasure. Taking his penis into my mouth I could taste the precum leaking out and it was as sweet as he was. Cupping his beautiful balls I brushed them slightly and made him squirm in delight. “Oh Mike I love you,” he said softly. I came back up and kissed his lips. I chuckled as the look of disappointment surfaced. “What?” I snickered “Why did you stop you are good at that,” Brian pouted “I have other ideas for that beast of yours,” I countered his disappointment with a desire of my own placing his penis to my rosebud. “Make love to me Love,” I requested I saw the love cross his eyes “Now and everyday,” Brian warmly said as he entered me as he slowly and gently thrust into me. Tonight was all about love and the love we had for each other Brian brought my lips to his and as he thrust into me he kiss me lovingly “You are my fire, my one desire,” he whispered “And I do want it that way,” I made him laugh as he changed our positions so he was on top of me like an angel from high he looked down at me. Brian continued to push in and out of my love chute like all things this night came to an end when he let out a mighty groan as he emptied his seed into me which caused me to scream as I shot mine at the same time. When he collapsed on top of me “I think that heard that on the moon,” I snickered “That is okay you sent me there anyway,” Brian laughed lightly as he moved so he could spoon me and with his head on mine he whispered “I don’t care who heard I love you,” Brian kissed my cheek and fell asleep just like that. “I wore him out,” I chuckled lightly as I brought his arm up and held it firmly against mine and fell asleep. Please remember to Donate to Nifty Please tell me what you think hoo All comments are welcome on a side note all of this takes places after the events of 9/11 just so you all have a sense of chronological order and understanding. I began writing Sol after reading Tales of a Real Dark Knight while I was still in the Navy and have been working on it for the last 13 or so years. I also recommend the following stories it was because of them I got into writing in the first place. “Tales of a Real Dark Knight” by authorjames “Marvel Knights” also by authorjames “Tales of the New Phoenix” by Blake “Tales of a Superhero Band” by Leo “Tales of a Young Mutant” by Jeremi “Tales of a Thunder God” by Tony Justiss

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Subject: Cinderfella, Chapter 21 Creid King’s Warriors Story: Cinderfella 2: A New Life Chapter: 21 Creid King’s Warriors Author: Eric McQueen ail) Mature Readers only due to sexual situations and graphic sexual content Freedom of expression is precious. To do that Nifty needs help. Your donation is greatly desired. Give to fty/ or this story ends and all the others! That would be a crime! Creid King’s Warriors After dinner and before we retired for the day, we gathered in the large living area with our guests and talked. We sat on the two couches in front of the fireplace. I watched these men from Creid interact with each other. Beau was looking around the house at the various paintings and sculptures we had. The sculptures were displayed all around on tables, shelves and on the large, polished mantel. There was a large painting over the mantel done by a very famous artist five hundred years ago in Parasia. Gateau. He was a breakthrough artist. Paintings done before him were rather two dimensional. He had perspective and gave depth. He was also known for being a bit mad. It was a beautiful landscape of a beautiful lake with mountains in the background there were swans and other fowl and you could see. It was sunset as you saw the sun was setting and life was slowing down. It was on a wide elegantly framed canvas. There were other objects such as little statues and figurines he looked at carefully. Arthur and Candor managed to “acquire” some beautiful things. Yes, I knew they were stolen. The picture over the mantel I knew, but we didn’t know who the owner was or from where it was being shipped. From where did Candor acquire the others? Who knew? Someone during Beau’s childhood must have told him, “you can look, but don’t touch. Put your hands behind your back and hold them.” Because that’s what he was doing. I smiled as he peered over one statuette to see the back and he held his hands tighter as he did. Dennis walked over to him, “Whatcha doin’?” He asked casually. “Lookin’,” Beau said casually without stopping. Beau looked at Dennis. “This one is very pretty.” He pointed to a white marble statue of a woman seemed to be on a bluff in strong winds that made her dress and long hair move in the air. It was a good one. The hair looked like it was flowing. She held her left hand over her brow and leaning forward, it was obvious she was looking with anticipation for something or someone. I speculated if it was someone from the look on her face. It was that damned good. The expression told me it was someone she loved very much that was supposed to be there but hadn’t gotten there yet and she was worried. The expression was clearly on her face. Such detail. That detail was what made Romano famous as people wondered how he did that with marble. It was rock!? “There are a lot of pretty things here. I like pretty things.” He looked at the statue again. “I like this. I think I like it best.” He looked back at Dennis. “What’s your favorite one?” “Over there.” Dennis pointed to something on the room so Beau couldn’t see exactly what Dennis was pointing out. “Where?” Beau asked. Dennis took his hand, “Come on, I’ll show you.” I noticed it right then. Dennis and Beau spoke the same language. What I mean is, Beau responded like a child speaking to another child. Despite the size and age difference, they were two little boys just talking. That gave me a warm sensation inside. Reese was talking to Seth on the couch when Reese saw something in the corner of his eye. He glanced over and saw this little, black, green-eyed cat who decided he needed to come and investigate these new arrivals in his home. His nose was sniffing the air to sniff out dangers and to find out more about them. I liked that Reese didn’t react badly as a lot of people do. “Oh, look, a little kitty.” He said nicely and quietly. He held his hand out to Kitty. “Want to say hello? I’m friendly. Come on. Here kitty, kitty.” He sang the high-pitched song softly we all know and probably have used. His use of the generic name for a small cat was amusing. He didn’t know that “kitty” was Kitty’s name. Kitty knew this one didn’t smell wrong and this person knew his name and called him to come to him. He jumped in Reese’s lap and began a closer smell and began purring. “It’s certainly a friendly cat,” Reese commented a little surprised as he stroked Kitty gently making Kitty arch his back and want more. “Yes,” Seth nodded and rubbed Kitty once, but Kitty was staying where he was. “Well, you called his name.” He chuckled lightly and explained. “He was a kitten and a present for Dennis when he was two. Dennis named him. Thus, the name Kitty.” He stroked Kitty’s head again. “He became a member of the family quickly. He sleeps every night with Dennis. They’re best friends.” Toby had asked Val why he chose to be a soldier. Val was the leanest one of the four but he was also the tallest by an inch or two. Val’s biggest difference was his serious personality. The next thing was his mannerisms. He even sat differently than the other three. He sat upright, didn’t slouch, and never gestured his hands. In fact, his hands stayed in his lap. The others would just sit. He sat comfortably with his legs crossed at the knees. “There weren’t many choices for me,” Val used an even tone with not much emotion in his voice. “I could be a miner or a farmer if I found land and could afford it. I went to school for six years as a child. I loved school.” He sighed. “I wanted more.” He shrugged slightly. “To get more I’d have to pay the few in Creid that had a degree and could teach me. There wasn’t a college in Creid then. As much as those men in Creid charged for the education, I might as well move to Blethos’ Capitol and I seriously considered it.” Then he did what he almost never did. He chuckled. It was a short one, but a chuckle. “I would just have to keep where I was from a secret. We Creid weren’t liked much anywhere then.” “Because everyone thought all of you were brutal and savage,” Toby stated the fact and nodded. “I don’t think you are. Everyone I’ve met from Creid has been nice. You’re nice.” Val gave a slight smile nodding once. “Well, thank you.” “They also said you guys had bad manners and ate like a wild animal,” Tony said. “I watched you eat and you ate like everyone else.” Val gave the short smile again for a second. “All the previous kings saw the need to protect ourselves. There weren’t that many of us in the past. Long ago, a thousand years in the past when we nothing but criminals and those who were trying to evade pursuit. All were outcasts. We began to thrive there instead of just hiding. There are times we had to be brutes and savage. Others would come from the other kingdoms, Blethos included, and take what we had. We struck them back giving them the savage, brutal, and barbaric attacks earning us the reputation. Over the centuries we did attack some who may have a doubt about that reputation was true still. We reminded them by striking back very viciously. Over the millennium we had the reputation and kept it for our protection.” He did point, if you call lifting his index finger with your hands still clasped and in his lap pointing. “Your Dad was the one to break the ice.” “I was little then, but I know,” Toby nodded and looked at Val carefully, “You don’t look mean.” “Oh, but I can,” Val admitted with the tone saying he was very scary when he needed to be. “You apparently got the education you wanted,” Toby observed. “How’d you get it?” “There were people with books. I’d borrow the books and I tried to educate myself,” Val said. “Finding someone with a book from which I could learn was difficult. I joined the military.” He did lean a little toward Toby like he was telling something in secret. Toby’s deaf, he wouldn’t hear anyway. He could have just mouthed it and Toby would get it just the same. It was more for effect. This was giving an air of importance. “I joined because I would have access to the palace and the palace had books,” He gave another short laugh. “I had asked permission and was allowed to use if I didn’t damage anything. King Mordor came in for something that he wanted one evening and was surprised I was there. I guess not many of the soldiers did that. The King’s Warriors did, as they were usually more educated than soldiers if the soldiers had any at all. Many could barely read. He said what the book was he was looking for and I knew exactly where it was. I got it for him, gave it to him and said I liked it especially this one part. He was rereading it for relaxation. I described the part I mentioned and gave my opinion on it. He ordered a few of those men that taught for money to teach me.” This time he smirked and then it was gone. “One of those men I had asked before I joined the military if he would teach me in exchange for me working for him. His reply was, I was wasting his time and why would he teach a farm animal to read.” Toby looked surprised at that and frowned. “That was just mean. Why would you turn away someone that wants to learn? Why did he say that?” Val did smile again that short smile. “He explained later that there were few college-level jobs in Creid and I’d just end up mining or smelting with a college education. I did get the education and King Mordor was going to put me in the King’s Warriors,” Val said in pride. “I had to pass the physical part of that and I did. I was one of two that made the Palace Guard and King’s Warriors without having done a great deed or proving myself in combat during a campaign. I had the good manners preferred by the Warriors because my mother insisted I learn them.” He did smile a little bigger this time. “I wanted my life to mean something so I can leave something that says I was here. Now I have books to read all the time. Except when I’m away like this.” “You don’t have to be without.” Toby brightened. “We have a library! You can see if there’s anything in there you want to read. I’ve read a lot of them.” He got up. “Come on.” There were books and we had some, but creating a book took time. Many were handwritten. Only for about one hundred years has it been possible to make books faster using block letters. They could make a hundred pages of the same book at a time and then put them in a leather cover. Thus, the price. That’s why the Book Lender was so strict about taking care of them and charging so much if damaged. Val looked uncertainly at Seth and me. “Books are very valuable, won’t your Dads mind?” Toby must have picked it up at school because he’s never used with us. He waved his hand at Seth to brush him off. “Nah,” His saying the word did not quite have the same impact, but he got the dismissal across. Taking Val’s hand that hadn’t moved from his lap, “I’ll show you,” Toby almost pulled Val to his feet and then pulled Val toward our library. Whether Val wanted one or not, he made a friend in Toby. Someone who liked books as much as he did. “There’s also the Book Len…” and his voice faded away. I was talking with Max as we sat on one of the two couches. “Is Yannick sending two of you to A’Dore?” Max shook his head. “No, instead he’s sending the same amount to A’Dore the regular way.” He gave me a sideways glance and smirked again. “He said to tell you, that way you don’t have to worry about revealing the doorway/mirror.” He was next to me, but the widening of my eyes and surprised expression on my face told him what he expected. He sort of leaned away from me and cringed a little with a grin. He withdrew in case I would yell or even hit him as he raised his hands slightly to prevent that possibility. He hurried on. “It’s not his fault. I figured it out.” I wasn’t angry. I was just surprised. It was understood we didn’t tell anyone we didn’t need to. Why would he even hint about the mirror with Max? “I can’t believe he told you about that!” I said. He chuckled. “I told you it wasn’t his fault,” Max sat up slowly and that grin never went away. I was still in shock but asked him. “How’d you figure it out without him telling you?” “Well, he didn’t at first in so many words,” Alex said still chuckling. “You need to understand something about Yannick and me.” He relaxed and got a little more serious. “I’ve known Yannick for almost twenty years.” He explained. “Almost my whole life.” He smiled remembering something. “I was ten and orphaned, skinny and well…Yannick saw me as he passed by one day.” Max shrugged. “I was pitiful and cold. He was just beginning his warrior service and every knight needs a page. He asked if I wanted to do that. I did! I was with him almost every day until I was eligible to join myself. He liked having me around. I make him laugh, he says. I think he liked that I didn’t care if he was the Crowned Prince, which I didn’t know when he asked me to be his page. The only thing I knew was he was someone important. I came to really care about him. Hero-worship or love, I would do anything for him. He trusted me and he began to talk to me. Telling me some things and then it became more personal things. I realized; he was confiding in me. He could tell me what he was afraid of, his hopes and dreams. I will never betray Yannick. I would bursa escort never betray his confidence and he knew that. He kept doing it even after I became a soldier. He told me everything.” Max smiled. “I say all that to tell you I trust what Yannick would tell me without question.” He settled more smiling at me. “He told me about you. He told me about Seth and the vineyard. He told me so much I felt like we’d already met and were friends already. He also told me about this house and the work you had done to get those little warriors. I found the clues in his stories.” He threw his hands up a little and asked me. “I mean, how could a man do so much in A’Dore and Blethos. They’re a thousand miles apart and he couldn’t have gone back and forth as he said did.” He chuckled as he shook his head. “I never doubted he did. So, I asked him how.” Max shrugged. “So, he told me.” I had begun smiling when began this explanation. In the end, I was liking Max even more. “And never once doubted it?” “Not once,” then he gave a shrugging nod. “Okay, I considered maybe he hallucinated it or he was drugged at first.” He gestured and had animation in his voice. He was very charming and fun. I only imagine what he did as Yannick’s page. I could see why Yannick said Max made him laugh. He was making me smile! He was entertaining. Max continued. “I knew those little warriors were in King Christian and you came here to get them out. Yannick had the serum. We’re talking about a month he was gone.” He gestured with both hands to the left of him, to the right of him and back to the left for the journey back and forth. “Two thousand miles in a month and he still finds the time to bring home a girl he could marry from Royal Valley? That was impossible without help from magic or something. I asked about that something.” I couldn’t help but say, “You are me.” Max’ brow wrinkled a second or two. “Huh?” He asked confused. I laughed lightly. “You are to Yannick as I am to Christian. A little brother.” I watched Max grin at that. “I try to make my brother laugh all the time. He would confide in me and tell me his dreams and fears. Christian would use me as a means to complain or ask advice. He could yell and had an audience. A soundboard. Me. I have his trust and confidence. Just as you do with Yannick.” Max nodded, “Yep, that’s right.” He chuckled. “He told me to be myself with you and we’d get along fine. You’d like me better this way. Are we doing that?” “Yep, we are.” I shook my head. “You and a close friend of mine would get along great together. He’s delightedly wacky, too.” Max’s grin was a little sly now. “A wacky close magical friend that goes by the name Demetrius?” I knew my eyes had grown, I felt it. “He told you that, too!?” “And the others. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone,” Max grinned. “Who’d believe me if I did?” He chuckled. “Is there nothing secret!?” I asked. “Nope.” Max gave a one-sided shrug. “Not with Yannick and me.” “I can see what Yannick saw in you, now,” I said. “So, we get the Royal Valley’s Royal Approval?” Max asked now grinning very big. I narrowed an eye. “You know, I don’t know if Harlan has any rooms left at the Inn. You may have to see if any of the men will let you bunk with them.” I growled. Max wasn’t bothered at all. In fact, he laughed a little harder. He knew I wasn’t serious because of the smile on my face when I said it. “I don’t get it,” I shook my head again. These men were hard to figure out. “I knew the Creid were nice people. Forgive me, but with the job you do… You’re a very happy person. How can you be this happy?” Max smiled. “I am happy! One of the first things we do when training is learning to segment our mind. A good while ago, there was this Native Shaman who taught us how to do that.” He recognized the confusion in my eyes. He gave a quick, short breath and thought about how to explain it. He began to tell me slower as he was thinking as he spoke, “The person that you see right now, is the real me.” He thought more. “The person who is the warrior is me, but not the real me.” He looked at me, “Understand?” He turned slightly and propped his elbow on the back of the couch. “I bring that me out when doing battle.” He grimaced. “In the past, we had so many warriors were affected by what they did. Even the savage is bothered by what he’s done sometimes.” He shook his head looking at me. “We were too few to allow our warriors to commit suicide. The king at that time wanted to find a solution. That’s when he brought us the Shaman. He taught us to put our memories and feelings somewhere and not to dwell on them.” I was impressed. “It obviously works. Here you are. Does it take long to learn?” Max shook his head. “The techniques I can teach pretty quickly. To have it work well takes practice. I was taught it at twelve and have done it nearly every day since then. I can bring that part of me up in seconds. What’s better, I can put him back in seconds.” “Would it help at first,” I asked. “If you teach us how to use it, how long until we can use it? Put it somewhere? Where? It’s still in your head.” “It will help immediately,” Max said. “It will take time to use it well. Think of it as building a junk closet in your house. The bad things are still in your head, but you don’t think about it. Even I get the occasional unwanted memory come back in my head. I just put it back in that closet. As they get better at it, those we soon teach can learn to put memories they have after they get them in any battle or conflict and put them in there.” I had read where there are people influenced to do or not do something. “That sounds like hypnosis.” Max shrugged. “Maybe, but we do it ourselves. It even works for old memories that lurk around.” “But some memories need to be dealt with,” I said. I looked at Seth who was laughing at something with Reese. “Maybe start with him.” Max nodded. “Yannick told me what those people did to Seth. That was awful, but he seems to be handling it well now.” He smiled at me compassionately. “It won’t hurt to try it.” “Is it hard to learn to use?” “No, it just takes practice.” He looked over to Beau who was still talking with Dennis. He smiled affectionately at Beau. “It took him a little longer, but he got it.” Dennis gave long “no” of disbelief at something he was told by Beau who was chuckling telling it was true, whatever it was. “He’s a special guy.” It was genuine affection. “What’s his story if I can know?” I smiled as Beau and Dennis were getting along so well. Max turned and hesitantly said, “I guess you noti…” I interrupted him, “that he is a happy man who is gentle and kind. He sees the world in child-like appreciation?” I nodded with a smile. “I noticed.” Max smiled back and pointed at me. “That was good! I’ll have to remember that.” He settled back and relaxed. “When he was a little boy he would come and watch the warriors as they exercised and trained. He wanted to be one of them. When he reached the age to become a page he went to join. They said no.” He chuckled. “He begged to do something with them. They let him clean up. He imitated what was taught from the instructors that were wanting the trainees to do.” Max smiled even more with a chuckle. “That little boy proved he had the fastest reflexes. He was equal to the level of those about to go in the warriors in their twenties with their training completed! He was only eleven!! They did train him after seeing that!! He blossomed. He was a natural. He even began to beat the trainers occasionally at only fourteen. He was let in the warriors and rose in the ranks.” I was really getting positive feelings about that and what he accomplished. “Again, forgive me but, an officer is more than brute force. Can he come up with strategies? Come up with tactics in new situations?” “Not well,” Max admitted. “What strategies he uses he learned and that was hard. He can read well enough, but not well. The other trainees and some of the instructors themselves helped him. He makes up for it determination and effort. He worked hard to get in the warriors. He earned his rank.” He grinned again. “And I chose him personally for this battalion. No one works harder than Beau.” They all loved him. They loved each other. They were a unit and solid. “I can’t wait to see him in action.” And I truly meant that. What he lacked he made up for in his heart and by being a prodigy at being a warrior. He was a sweet, lovable man. Yes, the Creid Reputation was still dying. Even for me. We did visit a few minutes later when Seth suggested the boys get ready for bed. There was the usual groans of reluctant agreement and Seth’s assurance they’d all be here in the morning and they left grudgingly. Kitty, who had been lying contently in Reese’s lap suddenly hurried after his friend making Reese chuckle watching him leave. Beau sat down beside Val who had returned with a book. Beau pointed at the boys. “I like Dennis. He’s funny.” I chuckled. “He gets that from me.” “And smart!” Beau has been impressed. “He gets that from me.” Seth grinned at me. Val nodded, “You’re son Toby might be a genius.” He said seriously. “He read some of those books and he is a child.” And then he added, “And he finished them. He was telling me what they were about and one I had read and we had a discussion about the book’s subject matter. So, I know he’s a genius.” Seth and I nodded and said at the same time, “We know.” Reese tried to stop a yawn and shook his head quickly to clear it. “I’m tired, do you mind if I go to bed?” Max rose from the couch, “I will, too.” We all decided to call it a day. As Seth and I were taking our boots off before our nightly bath. There was a knock on our door which was open a crack. Toby’s dark head peered around the door. “May I speak to you two?” Toby asked cracking the door open further. Seth looked up and waved him in. “Sure, we were just getting ready for our bath.” I looked at Toby. He was bathed and clean, wearing his nightshirt that would soon be too small. He had an expression that said he was thinking about something heavily. “Is anything wrong?” Seth stretched across it to hear. “I was just wondering…” Toby began. “We could see that when you walked in the room,” Seth smiled. “You can’t hide many things from us.” “Except for when you learned to talk,” I added. Toby laughed and nodded. “Not from either of you.” He looked more directly at us. “What can I do when I grow up?” I smiled getting out of the chair I sat in to take my boots off. “You’re very, very smart, son. I don’t think there’s anything you can’t do if you put your mind to it.” Seth grinned, “And there’s always the vineyard and winery. That’s part of you. You’ll have a job here if you want, but I think you’re capable of doing whatever you desire.” “You have a while to decide that” I said. “You’re just ten.” Toby gave a sideways grin. “About to be eleven.” He joked as he always did near his birthday. “Don’t rush it,” Seth moaned. “The older you get, I do, too.” He smiled propping up on an elbow. “Is it due to your conversation with Val that started this?” I saw Toby’s eye widen not understanding how I knew that. I assured him, “Hey, you’re the one with great eyesight with that amazing vision! With your peripheral vision, you can practically see behind yourself. I have good hearing and I overheard you. Okay?” Toby grinned shaking his head. “Yes, it does something to do with that, but only partly.” He narrowed his eyes at me and then to Seth. “You two are what brought it on.” “We did?” I sat back a bit. “How’d we do that?” Toby nodded, “Yes, you.” He sighed. “You are both so smart and can do any job you want. Dad was king…” “Now that’s not something you achieve with being smart or stupid,” I said. “I know, it’s something you are born to be usually.” Toby was nodding quickly to say he got it. “But Dad was born to it. It was that nasty Thorne guy that messed things up for him.” He looked at Seth. “That vineyard is growing because of you, that’s smart. You came up with the way to keep the frost off the grapes. I saw you map out the irrigation.” He looked at me. “He was a good king, wasn’t he?” I nodded smiling, “Yes, he was.” “If Thorne hadn’t done what he did, I know Daddy would have been a great king. You and he are practically kings now in Royal Valley.” Toby still looked at me. “And I don’t think there anything you can’t do, Dad. Uncle Ryan is begging you to become a doctor. I knew what you two did to get the little warriors and you were the ones that started new fields in medicine…and you haven’t even gone to medical school yet, Dad.” He shook his head. “The world is open for you. It’s not for me. I can’t hear. I can’t be a doctor.” “How do you know that?” Seth asked surprised. Toby frowned. “I’ve seen Uncle Ryan examine a few patients here. There was a man with pain in his chest and Uncle Ryan used this odd cone-shaped metal thing on the man’s chest, the wide side on the man’s chest and Uncle Ryan put his ear on the small end. I saw him tell the man he was listening to his heart. He did the same with the man’s stomach to listen to him digesting something. The man had escort bayan gas.” Toby explained. “I wouldn’t be able to do that.” “Diagnosing patients is only one part of medicine,” I said. “Medical Science has many sides.” I touched his face. “I bet looking through Seer you’d see more and more accurately than anyone. I didn’t know you were interested in medicine.” Toby gave another smirk. “You know me. I’m interested in everything,” he looked at us. “There are some jobs I can’t do. For instance, if I wanted to be a soldier and do what you did the other day with Uncle Darrin. Can I do that?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. Then smiled at him. “You won’t know until you try. You weren’t supposed to talk and yet you’re talking with us now.” Seth was smiling now. “I agree with your Dad. If there’s something you want to do, you’ll find a way to do it.” He rolled over backward on the bed so he was sitting next to Toby. “You will be a gift at whatever you choose to do.” “Life gives us challenges,” I said. “You were given another challenge and you’re doing extraordinarily well with that.” I shook him by the shoulder lightly. “You are in a position people rarely get. Most people have to find work, any work available to stay alive. You can choose. I know you’ll do things that will change the world.” Seth and I were enjoying our time in our bath in the peace and solitude it offered. We had moved way beyond needing words now to communicate. Our comfortable familiarity was what we both wanted and we were getting better and better at it. He rested back against my chest my head against his as I gently washed his hairy chest. It was very dirty. I was a little startled when Seth spoke. Not because he was loud since it was little more than a whisper. “Don’t misunderstand,” Seth began. “I pray there won’t be an attack, but I like what’s happening here now.” I smiled at that. “Since you mentioned the possible attack, I know you’re not talking about you and me right now.” Seth chuckled. “I like what’s happening here, too, but I was talking about Royal Valley.” He said. “What I said to Keith that day is true. We are getting closer as a community.” “Yes,” I agreed. “Uniting under a common cause will do that.” “It worked with the three countries, too,” Seth said. “I really like everyone I’ve met from Creid.” “Me, too.” I paused and sprung a thought on Seth. “I think we should take Max with us to see Christian tomorrow.” Seth nodded. “Who else is going to A’Dore from this group?” “None of them are going,” I said. “Yannick is sending another battalion there.” Seth shifted slightly. “Then why should he go? Does he even know about the going to A’Dore tomorrow and how?” “He has for a while,” I said. “Yannick told him.” “He what?” Seth sat up and looked at me. “Why?” I gently pulled to his previous position and explained what Max told me about their connection. “He had to have friends in Creid.” I said logically. “Max is just closer anyone. I’m glad he has Max.” The further I got with the explanation he relaxed more. “I think Max should be there because of his knowledge of Creid’s current condition.” “Can Yannick afford to send so many men?” Seth asked. I shrugged slightly. “With whoever is attacking his supplies, he probably thinks it will stop this land blockade of food and other supplies sooner.” “This whole thing seems to be more than just some angry natives on the warpath and some criminals.” Seth pondered deep in thought. “They are stealing gold to buy what from whom?” He shrugged which I felt more than saw. “They can steal all the gold and then what? Stockpile it?” I knew he was just thinking out loud and didn’t expect an answer from me. “What do we know about the northwest portion of this continent?” I thought about what I had seen and read. “Not a lot. It’s cold in winter and very wet. I remember reading that. There were people that went there, but they said there was a huge mountain range and very tall.” I continued to think. “A lot of this continent has yet to be discovered. Most of what we know about our far western coast we’ve gotten from the Asians. Saw settlements in the southwest. Developed by those from natives to our south and they’re usually in conflict with other tribes there. They have limited export and small ships. The Asians reported they saw none in the northwest.” “And we didn’t settle there because it was cold and wet,” Seth followed logically. “We needed to be somewhere warmer to raise crops.” He pondered more. “How much land is still unexplored and have no kingdoms?” “Plenty of land, but no kingdoms,” I said. Seth turned around slowly. “Are you sure?” “About the kingdoms? If there is, we haven’t met them yet.” “But there could be.” Seth offered. “Something new has happened. Kingdoms rise and fall all the time.” He went on with his thinking. “Think about it. They don’t want to destroy us. They can’t. There are too many of us. But they can weaken us.” The excitement of what he had come up with was driving him now. “They sent these brute squads that have been attacking, but not really killing.” I was about to say there were and Seth nodded and held up his hand. “Yes, there have been some, but when dealing with criminals it is going to happen.” He was almost dismissal about it. “They’ve come in and scared a lot of people, stopping production and slowing things down by chasing people away. That will weaken all of us….Blethos, A’Dore, and Creid.” “To take some of the fight out of us before they invade,” I nodded. “This all started happening after we became allies with Creid,” Seth added. “These people will use the gold to buy what they need, to do this from other kingdoms like in Asia and others.” “That’s possible,” I admitted. Seth grinned and then shrugged. “We know it’s someone. It’s just a theory.” He said to me and his tone said he was probably wrong. He turned to lay back again, but I stopped him grabbing his face pulling into a somewhat hungry kiss. Here were his doubts again. He was constantly thinking he couldn’t think as well as others because he didn’t get the education he thought he needed. “Seth, it’s a good theory. A theory that you came up with after knowing the facts and what evidence to support that theory.” I nodded. “That’s a good one.” He smiled wrapping his arms around me, “Thank you.” “Toby is right,” I said softly. “You are smart.” Seth chuckled as his lips worked on my neck. “Smart enough to kiss you first.” I pulled him closer as I nodded. “Yeah, that was very smart.” We bathed and dressed and went downstairs. The morning mayhem was added to with our four guests. Coffee was the most important part of the lives of those in Creid as it was for Seth. Grace had more on staff that kept up with that need. Then adding our sons, it became louder. Dennis had to sit by Beau who was smiling at seeing his new little friend. Toby greeted everyone but sat in an available chair, but he looked at Val and I knew he wanted to talk to him. All were in a chipper mood. I grinned as Max came in the kitchen whistling. “Good morning, all!” He was a happy man! “I hope you all slept as well as I did.” He got his coffee and sat near me and Seth. Seth looked at Max. “We have a morning meeting this morning to go over things about Royal Valley and the kingdom. We’d like you to join us.” Max nodded. “Sure,” he looked at his other three of his men. “A meeting with whom? Should I ask one of my men to join us?” I grinned. “Only if, like you, they know how we can meet with Christian.” His eyes widened with new excitement and he leaned in and whispered. “You’re going to let me use it!?” He sat back and clapped his hands lightly once and said. “Hot damn!” “Hot damn?” Seth chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve heard that before.” Max waved that off. “We say it in Creid.” He waggled his eyebrows. “Especially when we expecting to have a great time doing something.” He smiled even more. It’s a good thing we put in for plenty of supplies. Those four ate a lot! “What’s on the agenda today, Max?” Reese asked eating his second helping of eggs and bacon. Not to mention the three more biscuits took out of the basket. “We need to start with an introduction to the local militia,” Max said pointing to the three. “I need you three to see that our guys are behaving themselves and we’ll meet in the square.” He glanced at me. “I have a meeting. When that’s over we’ll join you.” “Do we put on our leather armor?” Reese asked. Max shook his head. “Not for this.” “Good,” Beau said in relief. “I get hot.” He explained. The other three chuckled. “We know, Beau.” Max smiled at Beau. “We do, too.” Breakfast was consumed and the three headed off to do as instructed. Dennis went with Beau, but Toby came over to Max, Seth, and me. Max had a single eyebrow rise in a silent question. Seth chuckled. “Yes, he’s going, too.” We went upstairs and uncovered the mirror. Activating the crystals and one more person was having trouble believing what he was seeing. We stepped through to A’Dore and was greeted by Christian and Thomas. “Max, meet my brother, His Royal Majesty King Christian of A’Dore,” I waved at Christian to Max. “This is the Captain Maxwell of the battalion from Creid.” Max bowed instantly. “Your Majesty.” Christian shook his hand. I smiled. “Beside him, this handsome man is my nephew, His Royal Highness Prince Thomas and Crowned Prince of A’Dore.” “It’s an honor to meet you both,” Max said smiling and looked back at the mirror again. “Hard to believe that I’m meeting you at all,” he turned back. “But an honor.” “Are you one of the two Yannick was going to send?” Christian asked. Again, Max explained what was happening. We caught up with the latest from A’Dore and we told him what Sam had communicated by homing pigeon with Blethos. Max told Christian about the cut off of their imports and exports. “Why are they doing this?” Christian asked. I elbowed Seth slightly. “Tell them, Seth.” Seth was a little embarrassed. “It’s just a theory, but… they’re weakening us. They strike and fall back, but don’t really do that much damage,” He said. “They do damage because of the numbers of outlaws in the groups attacking, but not really. We only know they’re after the gold. I tried to figure out why. They really only started after we and the Creids became allies. We don’t know where they’ll strike next. We spread our forces out weakening our defense. They know we’re allies and now that the Creids are involved they are really hitting it hard.” Christian nodded. “That’s true, but who are they and where are they?” I looked at Max. “Have the Creids sent anyone to the northwest territories beyond that great mountain range?” Max looked surprised at the question. “Not officially,” he began. “There were a few expeditions in the past, but not a hundred years.” “What did they report finding there?” I asked. “Just more of the same,” Max said. “It was cool there. It hardly snowed because of rainy conditions. There were reports of natives that lived in the area and made a life, but no better or worse than other native tribes.” Christian looked at Seth. “You think they’re there? Why?” “I’m thinking these attacks are supported by someone with access to resources,” Seth said. “We know of the many settlements there are beyond our borders and know basically where they are. The ones based on ideas and beliefs we don’t share. There are the ones based on religions we don’t have,” Seth stressed. “We know approximately where they are. We don’t know who is in that area. We need to find out. To wage a war so far from their home turf requires backup. Alexander of Greco? The Roma Empire? The Mandaria in Asia!? They were and are empires of this size. I think whoever this wants to the same thing here and we are the first conquest.” I was nodding, “Which is why we need to find them before they reduce us so much they can just walk in.” I added. “It makes sense.’ “Sending troops would make things more difficult here and in Royal Valley,” Christian said more to himself than us. “We could send some from all three kingdoms.” “Agreed,” Seth said. “Perhaps a small group of a dozen or so?” “That could work,” Max nodded. “Yannick was going to have me suggest some scouting parties into the areas outside our borders.” Christian nodded. “We still might.” “What made you think of that, Uncle Seth?” Thomas asked. Seth shrugged. “The size of the attacks and what was done in each of them.” He shrugged. “To start a war of this size from far away is hard, they had to have resources. They themselves have to be sizable. The only place for a group that size had to be there.” He said like it was just logical. And it was. “We need to get together again and talk about who we send,” I said. “This could take weeks or months.” “Or longer, but the sooner we start,” Christian urged quietly. “The sooner it ends.” I felt sorry for the poor pigeons that had to carry all I would write about this and send them to Sam and Yannick. We stepped back into Royal Valley and Max’s only comment, looking back at the mirror was, “Amazing.” Seth nodded and walked on. “Yep.” We got to the square and saw no one. There were the usual people bursa escort shopping and doing errands, but no one from Creid ‘s, Blethos’ or Royal Valley’s military. Beau came jogging over from the side. “We moved,” Beau said. “I’ll show you.” They had moved to a grassy field nearby. We had remained in the square because everyone used it as a gathering point. Now, that had the people knew and what there was to do, moving here made sense. There were some of the guards from Blethos and the men from Creid standing about forming a circle, but there was a division. There was almost no milling around. Blethos’ guards were on one side and the Creid were on the other. There were also those from Royal Valley scattered around. Val and Reese were in the middle were sparring in the middle with two of the wooden practice swords. Reese, for as big as he is, had fluid movements. They weren’t sparring very hard right now, it mainly gave them something to do. “Sorry, everyone,” Max said happily with his single clap to get their attention. “I was delayed by the meeting this morning.” He looked at everyone. “I am Captain Maxwell of Creid. Please call me Max” He waved to Val and Reese. “He is Val and Reese and he waved toward us. “And Beau. We and these men are from Creid. My men here will be joining those from Blethos for patrols and duties.” Looking around, he frowned at them. “I assume everyone bathed.” There were chuckles with the nods they had. “So, no one stinks.” He waved both arms around the circle pointing at them. “Intermix, people. Blethos, Creid, and Blethos.” Darrin walked up next to Seth and me. “Did I miss anything?” I shook my head. “You will be trusting the man next to you will watch your back and they will trust you watch theirs.” Max continued and the proceeded to tell them what he told me last night about segmenting their minds and they would teach us. “It is important this is done before exercising or exerting yourselves. We’ll begin that training in the morning. For now, let’s go over the basics. I’m sure Darrin showed you some, but we’ll review and do it again. Today you will be sparring with each other.” We taught them the thrusts and blocks. We told them what to look for and what to pay attention to. What happened next was more to show the others that what they perceived did not hold true. He put Beau in the circle with Val to spar. What happened next was unbelievable. Val came at Beau who moved quickly he almost became a blur! His thrusts were quick, his blocks seemed to be there before Val even swung his sword. Using his legs to try to knock Val off his feet. Val was very good. He had to be to keep up with Beau. Beau counter-moved all of Val’s moves. Val countered Beau’s moves barely. There was a spin by Beau as he thrust his leg out at Val, kicking him in the mid-chest knocking him down and like I had done, Val flipped over and back on his feet. There were the “ooohs” and “aaahs” from the others watching. “Damn,” I said amazed at the viciousness of this sparring. “Yep,” Max chuckled nodding. “He is very good.” He said proudly. I was glad they hadn’t chosen him as their champion when I first went to Creid! I would probably have lost. The look on Beau’s face was almost pure fury. Every hit was as hard as he could and that alone nearly knocked Val down from the impacts. Then suddenly Val was on his back having been tripped as he moved backward by Beau’s foot. Val lost his sword. Beau’s face transformed to what it was before and he approached Val. “I didn’t hurt you bad?” He asked hopefully reaching down for Val with his hand out to help Val up. Everybody was clapping vigorously. Val shook his head chuckling. “No, Beau,” He panted a little. “You didn’t hurt me badly.” He put his arm around Beau’s shoulders and shook and squeezed him in affection. Beau hugged him. “I’m glad.” He smiled at Val. “You tell me to try hard each time. I did good?” “Yes, you did.” Val patted Beau on the back. “Give it your best each time.” Max also patted Beau on the arm as he went to the center of the ring. “I had them do that,” Max began, “Because if Beau tells you to do something, you need to try to do it.” I wondered if he could defeat Yannick. I was kind of glad Dennis was in school and hadn’t seen it. I could have lost a devoted fan. A few hours later many of those that volunteered had to go to work. Then up walked a man from Blethos’ Capitol who took me to Creid that first time with Darrin. “I’ll be adding the men from Creid to the rotation.” The new man told me grinning knowing I wasn’t expecting him. “I guess that trip to Creid those few years ago was a good idea after all.” “Quaid!” I greeted happily. “It’s been years!” I hugged the man. “How are you?” “I’m great.” He smiled. “I’ve been assigned here again!” “Wonderful!” Seth nodded. “Welcome back!” I sent the plans for what we wanted to do to Sam and Yannick. I know it seems like we were just having a good time and we were, but the situation was growing more dangerous as time went on. The gauntlets were finished, loaded, and buried so they couldn’t be seen easily. It looked as if we were somewhat ready. There were troops and guards here in more numbers and more patrols. The facts were, we were a prime target for several reasons. A success here would be a statement and cause the other towns around us to give up easier. If we couldn’t deal with it, what chance did they have? Second, we had more gold here in one location than anyone but the palace. Third, it would be a blow to both kingdoms in Blethos and A’Dore. The limitations in communication was a problem and also worked to our advantage. Whoever was here to spy couldn’t report as readily as they wanted to those in charge. Even if they used the fastest horse and rider, going nonstop, it would take a while. It would be difficult even with homing pigeons. It was just before dawn. There was only the slightest glow on the horizon when this high-pitched whine whistled and woke me up followed by a loud boom and flash of bright light through our window. It was the signal from one of the watchtowers. Seth and I shot straight up in bed. My blood ran cold as I realized this was it and it was real. They were attacking. I sprang up grabbing my sword, putting my pants and shirt on quickly as did Seth who grabbed a bow and a quiver of arrows he strapped to his back. Quickly putting boots on without really lacing them all the way up, we ran into the hall where all four men from Creid were racing down the stairs. Dennis and Toby were looking out their door as we went. “Is it happening, Dad? Is the attack happening?” Dennis asked nervously holding Kitty who wasn’t sure what was going on either. Toby looked carefully holding a lamp up as it was still kind of dark for him to read lips. Seth and I stopped. “Yes,” I said. “Go downstairs to Grace,” Seth instructed firmly. “You three hide in the storage cellar under the house.” “We want to help, Dad,” Toby said. Seth nodded. “You can help your Dad and me by getting yourselves as far out of danger as possible,” He hugged them both. “Do it!” The boys were in motion, Kitty was carried by Dennis. He wasn’t taking the risk of losing Kitty. The watchtower that signaled and was still sending smaller ones was to the northeast. We could hear this dull roar that was growing louder. The other guards and soldiers came into position. Archers were the best defense when the enemy was still distant. Seth stood in that row. That roar now became the many voices shouting the charge as men were rushing toward us. There were a thousand? Perhaps more. They were a shadowy silhouette waving swords and spears in the dim morning light. Their archers sent hundreds of arrows in our direction as they arched the sky. We had shields for just this scenario. A moving archer had to stop and take aim quickly and their aim wasn’t that accurate. The metal tips hitting the shields and bounced off. There were a few hits on sides as some of the men got an arrow in the arm or legs, but nowhere fatal. Seth was to give the command to fire. “Steady,” Seth shouted. “Almost there.” He said watching they approach. Once the enemy was in the zone we marked off in our minds. “Now!” The lever was pulled and in seemed thousands of arrows burst out of the ground toward the attackers. There was a whistle as they headed for their targets. The arrows fell into the crowd sending many to their knees injured or dead. They carried no shields as they had not been expecting much resistance like the other towns. They kept coming as they fed on the adrenaline rush of the charge. Their numbers were cut almost in half. “Second volley now!” Again, thousands of arrows flew from the ground toward the men coming. Some of them I saw running away when again most still charging dropped, but a few still headed toward us. With their numbers reduced, we could handle them. The men of Blethos and Creid worked well together. The four that were the King’s Warriors just transformed. They were savage and they were barbarians. All of their faces were distorted in rage as they attacked this enemy. They all gave a hundred and ten percent to the fight. Beau became a blur again and was striking one after the other left and right as his rage was on full. Seth had a determined look on his face and fired his arrows with skill at targets. The sun had risen more when it all died down. The stragglers who could scatter to get away. We let them go. They could tell whoever what happened. Seth came over carrying his bow with an arrow ready to shoot but put it to his side. “I have got to train myself to do that.” He pointed at my sword and pulled me in for a kiss. “Are you alright?” “Fine,” I smiled looking him over. “Are you?” He nodded. I looked around at the many bodies on the ground. Some were still alive and struggling to get up and run like the others but couldn’t. Their cries for help would go unanswered. Others were moaning with arrows in various parts of their bodies dying. I saw both natives and white men struggling to do this. “Now what?” Seth asked he waved at the injured and dying. Quaid walked up behind us asking if we were alright. “Those able to be moved will be sent to Blethos’ palace and thrown in the dungeon. The others that survive more serious injury will also be sent once they’ve been stabilized.” “We need to question some,” I said. “If not all of them.” Max came over. That warrior part of him wasn’t quite gone yet. It was still in his eyes as he growled. “We’ll go over them to see who has survived. Those that are dead will have to be dealt with and disposed of to prevent disease.” He looked over at some of his men. “We need someone to go out there and gather up all the arrows that didn’t hit anyone. We need to reload the gauntlets.” Seth and I quickly went back to the manor and got a relieved Grace and our two sons out of the storage basement below the kitchen. We both looked terrible. We were hot and sweaty and I had blood stains on my clothes and assorted bruises from impacts that had made contact. “Is it over?” Grace asked hopefully rising up cautiously. I nodded being hugged by Dennis who raced up the steps to do this. “This one. For now.” “There will be more?” Grace asked. Seth nodded, “Probably. We need to locate who sent them and where they are.” I leaned down and spoke to Dennis, but Toby could see. “There was a battle and we won this time,” I said. “You promise me now, neither of you will leave this house. Do not even look out the window that way.” I waved toward the battlefield. “There are things out there you don’t need to see.” Seth nodded. “Say it.” They swore it. The local militia and others from Royal Valley were doing some of the cleanup while we went through the bodies. Some were dead and others were dying, but they attacked us. I didn’t feel any compassion for any of them. They didn’t and wouldn’t have compassion for us. Ryan did a triage of our injured first. Whatever it takes for our troops. He was still Creid. Seth and I didn’t even bathe before I sent Yannick and Sam the message on what happened. We also had the advantage of getting messages to and from all three kings in days. Not weeks. That wasn’t fair, I know. It was an unearned privilege, but it was here and we used it. Max came in with the other three from Creid. Max was now getting back to himself. His blond hair askew giving him a wild look almost like a lion. Slapped me on the shoulder he said. “You’d make an excellent King’s Warrior and Creid.” I smiled. “Thanks?” “And Seth! You were quick with those arrows. Right on target,” Max stated impressed. Seth nodded. “I can’t do what you five can do with a sword, but I do well with a bow and arrow.” He said proudly. “Beau!” Dennis almost shouted with joy at seeing his friend as raced to him hugging the man. “I shouldn’t,” Beau said smiling. “I’m dirty.” “I don’t care!” Dennis said continuing to hug him. Max grinned. “A little warning.” My eyebrows rose. “You’re giving a little warning,” I pointed out. “Now?” Max nodded smiling. “I don’t know if you know about the crash.” “The crash?” Seth asked. I had heard of it, but never experienced it. “It will happen soon,” Reese said chuckling. “That rush and burst of energy will wane off.” “You’ll barely be able to stand,” Val added. “You fought hard,” Beau said. “My advice is go where you want to be,” Max began. “Take whatever off and collapse. You will anyway.” Battle Aftermath

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Subject: Holland Far From Bone – Part 16 This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate./donate.html This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. Comments and feedback can be emailed to: red.cheshire.writer@ Instagram @redcheshire Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: bly ——————————————————————– Holland Far From Bone – Chapter 16 – “Don’t Tip the Boat Over” (Part of the “Bunny on a Boat” story arc) ——————————————————————– Author’s Note: This story takes place in June 2018, after the Avengers: Infinity War premiere. Shoutouts to Dan D, Mdawg225, and drillpscyhe for advocating for the boat story to be written. breakingthrough for asking for a Tom + Sebastian story. Edger_Allen_hoe for inspiring more flirtation between Seb and Tom…curious to see where that might lead. Thanks as always to Patrick for helping with proof-reading. Also – a very special thank you to ArgentFakes, who created a beautiful image on Twitter, depicting a scene from the “Bunny on a Boat” story series. The fact that they took the time to create a visual render of Tom, Chris, and Seb still blows my mind and warms my heart. Thank you. https://twitter/ArgentFakes/status/1442653315637075968/photo/1 ~ DAY SEVEN ~ Chris Evans squinted as he opened his eyes, a little surprised to see morning light. Yawning, he stretched and rolled over…and found his two friends deep in an intense make-out session. Tom Holland was laying on top of Sebastian Stan’s body, their lips locked together and tongues wrestling. Tom’s body was slowly grinding down against Seb, soft moans escaping as their crotches rubbed together. The moans were punctuated by little whimpers every time Seb’s hands squeezed Tom’s round ass…and it was the multiple whimpers that had woken Chris out of his slumber. “You two really should get a room.” “We…have…a…room…” Tom came up for air, releasing each word in between pecks at Seb’s lips. “Yeah…you just…happen to…be in…it.” Seb licked at Tom’s mouth as he spoke. “Looks like Seb’s trying to `be in’ something, that’s for sure.” Evans slid his finger down Tom’s spine, tracing a circle near his tailbone. Reaching down, he found Seb’s cock, rock hard and throbbing. Grasping it, he gently tugged it free from underneath Tom’s body and out into the air. Letting go of it, he watched the meaty member slap back down and nestle itself against Tom’s firm rear. Both men moaned as Seb began pushing his hips up, rutting against Tom’s crack. “Anyway, I’m surprised – you *finally* made it through an entire night without any shenanigans.” “You sure about that?” Seb broke his lips free of Tom’s, grinning as he looked over at his old friend. He chuckled as Chris’ eyebrows knitted together, trying to decide if Seb was pulling his leg or not. “Hmmm…actually, yeah, I am. Little Tommy there isn’t the quietest when he’s all riled up.” “Maybe…mmmmm…” Seb sighed as Tom’s tongue worked at his earlobe. “…maybe I found a way to keep him quiet.” “HA!” The bed shook with the power of Chris’ laughter. “What the fuck ever – you have a habit of just making him even louder. `Found a way to keep him quiet’ my ass!” Seb stuck his tongue out, only to be surprised as Tom darted down and caught it between his lips and began sucking on it…only causing Chris to laugh even louder. “You’re just…mmmm…jealous.” Spreading his fingers, Seb got a bigger grip on Tom’s ass and gave it a firm squeeze, driving home his point. “Actually, you’re probably right.” His fingers grazed down Tom’s backside again, admiring it as his thoughts drifted through the debauchery of their trip. His own meat was at full mast, thick and throbbing as it stood in the air. It caught Tom’s attention, causing him to swallow hungrily. Pulling up slightly, he rubbed the tip of his nose against Seb’s. “Should we be nice to him?” Seb rolled his eyes dramatically. “I suppose. You know he’s just going to get worse if we try to ignore him.” “Yeah, he doesn’t like that.” “Guys, I’m right here.” “You’re right. He *hates* being ignored.” “What kind of attention should we give him?” “Guys. Seriously – I can hear you. I’m like, one foot away.” Grinning devilishly, Tom slid over, quickly closing the gap. His body now lay over Chris’ broad form as he licked along the well-muscled collarbone. “Not any more, you’re not.” “Oooh. You’re right. Now what?” Tom licked up Chris’ stubbled jaw, lightly chewing at his chin. “Well, you wanted some attention.” He sighed as Chris’ hands squeezed his ass, just like Seb had done. “Not some. A lot.” “You’re…so…needy…” Tom’s words trailed off as he shifted down, taking one of Chris’ pert nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. “Fuuuuuck. Yeah I am.” Chris slid one hand up and took hold of Tom’s head, pushing the smaller man against his chest, enjoying the delicious feel of the lad’s mouth. “So…needy.” Tom pulled away and slid to his left, tending to the other nipple. “Yeah. I’m really needy. Guess what I need right now.” He tried to push Tom’s body south…and was surprised when the Spider-man actor rolled off, returning to Seb. Chris watched as Tom repeated his efforts, now attacking Seb’s chest with his mouth. Meanwhile, Tom’s left hand reached out and roamed over Chris’ chest, caressing and teasing it while he paid attention to the Romanian stud he had pinned down. A couple of minutes later, Tom was back, now lapping his tongue at Chris’ abs and resisting the nudges of Chris’ hands at his shoulders, eager to get Tom’s mouth to one particular location. He watched as the cute mouth opened and Tom’s long tongue wandered down his happy trail, getting closer and closer…and then the damn little scamp was gone again, making out with Seb’s stomach. Chris growled as a hand wandered over and trailed up and down his thighs, getting close to his large nuts but not close enough, causing him to growl with frustration. Tom came back again, settling between Chris’ thick legs, inching closer and closer to the rod sticking up in the air, leaking precum down the veiny shaft. The tip of Tom’s tongue reached out and flicked at Chris’ balls, earning a happy sigh from the Captain America actor…and then a sharp intake of frustrated breath as Tom was gone again, lapping his tongue up Sebastian’s thighs. “God dammit, someone’s a tease today.” Tom slid back over, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “You don’t like being teased?” His tongue ever-so-lightly slid around Chris’ nuts. “Sometimes. Not right now.” “Oh. What do you want right now? Oh!” Tom’s eyes got wide as Chris gripped his hair and pulled his face forward – with his other hand, Evans grasped the base of his cock, using his thumb to push it forward, slapping it against Tom’s face. “You know what I waaaahhhhhhhhnt…fuuuuuck.” Chris squirmed on the bed as Tom dove down, taking nearly his entire length down his throat in one gulp. “Fuck – hungry?” “Haven’t…” Tom pulled off, licking at the big plum-shaped head. “…had…breakfast…yet.” His lips opened wide as he pushed his face down, impaling his throat on all eight inches until his mouth was wrapped around the base of the thick meat. “Come and get it. Daaaamn.” Chris closed his eyes and moaned as Tom bobbed up and down, loudly slurping as he devoured Chris’ thick sausage. “Fuck!” He dug his fingers into the sheets as Tom disappeared once more, sliding over to swallow Seb’s manhood, sighing as Seb’s fingers ran through his wavy brown hair. Tom went back and forth, taking turns sucking the two delicious cocks. Whoever he wasn’t blowing at the moment was receiving a talented handjob while waiting. And then Chris tired of waiting. Rolling over, he pinned Tom’s body down with his own, rubbing his cock up and down against Tom’s ass, hearing the other man let out hungry moans which were muffled by a mouthful of Seb’s dick. Chris’ right hand reached forward towards the nightstand and was rewarded by the feel of a plastic tube being placed into his palm, Seb reading his mind. Slicking up his pole, he sank inside Tom’s hole with one stroke, feeling the younger man’s insides clench around his shaft, both of them letting out a lusty sigh. Evans’ morning wood throbbed with desire, eager for release. His thrusts picked up in intensity. Seb slid his meat out of Tom’s mouth, pulling the Spider-stud forward until they were kissing again. Hands clutched at his shoulders as Tom held on, his body rocking hard from the increasingly rough fucking that he was getting from behind. Suddenly, his tunnel was empty as Chris pulled out, smacking Tom on the ass. Reaching down, the big beefy Bostonian took hold of Seb’s rod and guided it, piercing Tom’s rear, hearing the hungry bottom moan with renewed satisfaction. Sliding his hands down to the slender hips, Seb held Tom in place as he thrust up, enjoying the hot tight confines as he plunged into them again and again. After a few minutes, he looked up and winked at Evans as he pulled out, making way for the other man to ram back inside. Tom’s fingers continued digging into Seb’s shoulders and biceps, his cock rubbing back and forth across the smooth chest, letting out one long sigh after another as the pair took turns at his ass. Suddenly, Tom pushed himself upright, a big wicked smirk curling up the corner of his mouth. Holding Seb’s gaze, he lifted his torso and began riding the man underneath him, his fingers trailing down the flat stomach. His grin grew as he turned to face over his shoulder, one hand curling back to take hold of Chris’ head and bring him forward, catching his mouth in a big sloppy kiss, putting on a show for Seb as he continued rising up and down on the Winter Soldier’s rod. Panting, Tom pulled away and chewed on Evans’ lower lip as he reached down, fingers curling around the prize he was seeking…and tugging on it. “Let’s end the trip with a bang.” The words came out in a horny growl as Tom’s other arm reached around to pull at Evans’ hip, pulling him forward. He guided the bigger man forward until the head of Chris’ cock was at Tom’s entrance – he could feel Seb’s shaft sliding up and down, rubbing against the tip of his dick. “Fuck Bunny, you got it.” Biting his lower lip, Chris pushed his hips forward, stretching Tom open as his cock eased inside, right alongside Seb’s manhood as it continued thrusting in and out. Reaching down and around Tom’s slim body, Chris pressed his fingertips against Seb’s thigh, prompting him to slow down. Chris picked up the slack as he began rolling his hips back and forth, earning a long groan from Tom as his guts were opened up even further. His head rolling back to rest against Chris’ shoulder, Tom reached back with his arms, running his fingers up and down, caressing the other man’s neck and hair. Finally adjusting to the girth of Evans’ cock, Tom moaned as his lips latched onto those of the man behind him once more, ramming his tongue into the bearded mouth. Distracted, Evans’ pace slowed down…and Seb picked up the slack, pistoning upward into Tom’s rear. Tom’s moans got louder when thick fingers found his nipples and began playing with them – the mystery of who they belonged to was solved when he felt another pair of hands tease his inner thighs and balls. Growling, Chris suddenly pushed Tom downard, pinning him against Seb’s body. Squeezing the firm ass with his big hands, he grunted as he began pounding it again, savoring the tightness that he was plunging into. Tom’s moans transformed into squeals of pleasure, clinging to Seb’s upper body once again as his rear got ravaged. Rubbing his nose against Tom’s, Seb tilted his face down and took Tom’s bottom lip between his teeth, gently tugging at it, feeling the fingers dig deeper into his flesh. His hand slid down, finger and thumb coming together to pinch Tom’s nipple, his thumb rolling over the hardened nub. Chuckling, Seb slid his hands down and replaced Chris’, squeezing the round globes and pulling them apart. Chris responded by planting his hands on either side of Tom’s shoulders, moving into a plank position as he pounded harder and harder. He watched as Seb’s mouth turned, moving against Tom’s ear, whispering words that Evans was unable to make out. Whatever he was saying was causing Tom’s hole to quake, the slender hips pushing back with an increasing level of need. Suddenly, Tom’s entire body went rigid as he cried out – his tunnel quivered around Chris’ shaft, milking it as Tom began releasing his juices all over Seb’s lower torso. As his orgasm subsided, his body went limp and his hole relaxed, providing Chris the opportunity to attack it with renewed vigor. His mouth was close to Seb’s as they both harassed their little friend. “You really…mmmpfh…” He blinked his eyes, eyebrows furrowed as he continued drilling the little twunk. “….want to go…to that bar…oooh…in Boston?” “Mmmm…yes…” Tom’s eyes were closed, wearing a goofy pleased smile. “You’re gonna have to prove you can handle it.” “Mmmkay. I can take it.” “We’ll see.” Evans shifted his right hand, taking hold of Tom’s wrist and extending the slim-muscled arm all the way out to the side. He repeated the motion with his left hand, turning Tom’s body into a T-shape as he continued drilling away with his dick. Seb began thrusting again, the pair finding a tempo where one of their cocks was sliding out as the other rammed inside, stuffing Tom’s rear non-stop. Seb took over the grip on Tom’s arms, his fingers curling around the wrists and holding them in place. Evans pulled himself upward again, his hands grasping Tom’s waist as he slammed in and out. “First, we need to get you in some leather gear. You’d look cute as fuck in a harness. Maybe a leather jockstrap.” Tom’s breath rattled at the idea, his lip turning up in a smile. “Toss you into the sling, watch your hot little body go back and forth as guys take their turns with your holes.” “Mmmm….” Tom’s fingers clenched at the sheets. “Then drag you over to the spanking horse. Bend you over on it. Smack that juicy ass.” “Oh god…” “Plop you down onto the fuck bench. Bet there’s a line of guys at that point, eager to pound this tight hole.” “Yes sir…” “Then the bondage table.” “Oh god.” “Tie you down.” “Yes, please.” “Then the Big X. Put these cute little wrists of yours into leather cuffs, same with those ankles.” “Ohhhh.” “Use the spreader bar on your legs, standing up, watching guys lean into their fucking at your ass.” “Get a ball gag in those puffy lips, strap you back on the bondage table, face up…knock out a little tickle torture.” Tom blinked, imagining the scenario, his hole squeezing around Evan’s girth. “Then a blindfold. You won’t even know who’s fucking you.” “Oh fuck yes. Use me – I can take it.” “You sure?” Evans was staring into Seb’s eyes, the two grinning at the thought of the devious night they’d be having once they got Tom to Boston. “Oh yeah. I’m just a hole. Use me. Fill me.” Tom moaned the words, knowing exactly what buttons he was pushing. He heard a loud groan as the cock from behind suddenly stop, throbbing as Evans began cumming. The beefy Marvel stud squeezed his eyes shut, not expecting Tom’s words…or the jolt they sent down his spine, right down to his nuts, which began spontaneously erupting. “Fuck…fuck…fuuuuuck….fuuuuuuuuuck.” His cum splashed against Tom’s inner walls and Seb’s rod. When he finally finished shooting, he shook his head and swallowed, working to recover his breath. Seb latched his mouth onto Tom’s, their tongues wrestling as he thrust up with an intense speed, the bed quaking. Moaning against Tom’s lips, he began spilling his seed as well, the cream trickling out from between the two cocks, trailing down the insides of Seb’s thighs. “Fuck, kid.” Chris’ words were panted, his breath still heavy. “Okay, Boston it is. You earned it.” “You sure?” Tom chuckled as he squeezed his hole, milking the two studs’ meat. “You can’t be ready for round two already.” “Um, hi, Chris Evans. Have you had a chance to meet Tom Holland?” Seb’s bright blue eyes twinkled with humor. “Fuck. You’re right.” Letting out a giant gust of air, Evans rolled over onto his back, his cum-covered cock slapping against his thigh. Reaching down, he found a pair of shorts and used them to wipe himself off, his skin glowing with a light sheen of sweat. Tossing the shorts back to the floor, he stood up and made his way to the door, feeling Tom’s eyes sweep down his broad bare backside. “Gonna go make breakfast. Some of us haven’t eaten yet.” He turned to look over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow at Tom. Seb and Tom heard the sound of Chris’ feet padding out of the room, their eyes closed as they began making out again. Pulling away, Tom looked into Seb’s eyes, smiling as the other man reached up to brush away a stray lock of hair. “I should be nice and go help him with breakfast.” “That would be nice of you.” Tom opened his mouth and then closed it. Smiling instead, he leaned down and kissed the corner of Seb’s mouth, teasingly pinching a nipple as he clambered out of the bed. He let out a small hiss as he felt his ass twinge at the movement, still recovering from the double stuffing he’d just received. Winking, he dashed out of the bedroom. Crossing his hands behind his head, Seb stared out of the porthole window, his thoughts lost in the clouds. ~ ~ ~ ~ “Sausage…or did you already get enough?” Chris winked as he rummaged through the fridge, gathering items for their last breakfast on the boat. “Never.” Leaning back against the counter with a cocky grin, Tom winked as his friend turned around to set items on the counter next to his guest. “Ha! I believe that. Here, wear this. Don’t want you getting sweat or…any other `flavors’ in the food” Chris handed Tom an apron, put one on as well. Taking hold of a knife, Evans began slicing fruit. He slid the meat to the side so that Tom could handle that part of the meal. Instead, Tom stepped behind Chris, bringing his hands around the broad chest, stroking it with his fingertips. “Mmmm. Gonna have to wait a bit for me to recharge, skippy.” He chuckled, imagining Tom’s nose wrinkling up with mild irritation at the nickname. Instead, the fingers continued caressing through the hair on his chest. Coming together, they kneaded his nipples, pulling a soft purr out of Chris’ throat. “So…what was Hawaii like?” Tom’s nose *did* wrinkle in annoyance this time as Chris leaned his head back, a roar of laughter bouncing off of the low ceiling to fill the room. “Subtlety isn’t your strong suit, is it?” “It…can be.” One hand continued stroking at Chris’ nipple while the other drifted down, playing with the large nuts that Tom had done his best to drain over the last few days. “Can be. Isn’t though.” Reaching down, Chris took Tom’s hand and brought it up, taking the fingers in his mouth and sucking on them. He felt Tom’s body lean against his back, relaxing while enjoying the feeling of his digits being worked on by a masterful tongue. “Hawaii?” Teeth lightly gripped Tom’s fingers as Chris let out a loud chuckle. “Can’t talk with my mouth fu…oooh.” He was surprised when Tom tugged his fingers out of Evans’ mouth. Wiping his fingers dry against his thigh, Tom moved a few feet away to lean against the counter. The sight of the younger man pouting only caused Chris to chuckle even harder. “You’re not going to tell me anything about Hawaii, are you?” “Without Seb in the room? Naw, probably not.” “Even with Seb in the room…” Rolling his eyes, Tom let out an exaggerated sigh. Pushing himself off of the counter, he moved up next to Evans, taking hold of a knife. “Boston?” Avoiding eye contact, Tom looked down as he began slicing the sausage. “Is a city in Massachusetts.” Tom’s face spun upward, exasperated. “Oh my god. You suck!” Evans made a point to keep looking at the fruit on the counter, his mouth stretching wide with a grin. “Maybe later.” The frustrated growl to his left only earned another laugh. “What about Chicago?” “Oh.” “Oh?” Tom looked up again, eyebrows curling together. “Yeah…Chicago I just made up.” “What?!” “Sorry kiddo, was just fucking with you…while you were fucking Seb. Which was really hot by the wa…” “Wait, so are Hawaii and Boston even real then? Or are you just fucking with bursa escort me?” Licking his lips and failing to suppress a grin, Chris put down the knife. Stepping behind Tom, he closed the space between them, pressing their bodies together. Sliding his nose up the shorter man’s neck, he rubbed against his ear and then began nibbling on the outside of his ear lobe. Quickly forgetting his irritation, Tom let out a small moan. “Hawaii was real. We’ll tell you about the story…soon. And Boston is very *very* real…and…” His fingers pinched Tom’s nipples, causing the little stud’s back to arch. “…and…I am really taking you there. And you’re really going to have a very…” His words rumbled against Tom’s neck as he planted small kisses along its length, sending shivers down Tom’s spine. “…very good time. I promise.” The resulting moan ended with a small whimper, unable to resist Evans’ teasing. ~ ~ ~ ~ “Sausage, eh?” An eyebrow rose up above Sebastian’s sunglasses, the corner of his mouth curling up with amusement. Chris set the plates out with a grin. “It seems to be everyone’s favorite.” “What?” Tom looked back and forth as both men looked directly at him. “Nothing.” Chris and Seb responded at the same time. Laughing, Evans settled into his seat. “Whatever. Not like you two haven’t been chowing down on man meat the entire week too.” “Not the entire week.” Evans popped a piece of fruit into his mouth, chewing. “Yeah, more like a few days.” Seb winked at Tom, raising a glass of juice to his own mouth and taking a sip, barely hiding a smile as Tom rolled his eyes again. Seb decided that it was a really cute look, whether Tom was rolling his eyes from annoyance or intense pleasure. Picturing the twunk laying on his back moaning caused his cock to stir. “You two are really…something.” “Something? We’ve got a man of words here.” Chris chuckled as he dodged Tom’s napkin snapping through the air. “I was trying to avoid saying something rude.” “Ohhh. I just figured we’d fucked the brains right out of your head.” Tom turned to stare with surprise at Seb’s comment, his mouth hanging open, blinking. The other two laughed as they continued eating. The rest of the meal went quickly, with Tom giving the other two the silent treatment. Clearing the plates and setting them in the kitchen sink, Seb stepped into the bedroom to find the other two already suited up for the day, both clad in white speedos. “Oh, we’re twinning today?” “Tripleting.” Chris held out a scrap of white cloth to Seb. Once Seb had it pulled up his legs and settled in place, Evans gave an approving nod, looking between the three of them. “Nice. What do you think, Spidey?” “Mmm.” Tom shrugged, heading out of the room. “Do you think we pushed it a little too far?” He looked over at Seb, feeling a twinge of guilt. “I’d say yes, if the little punk wasn’t trying not to smirk.” “Say what?” “He’s playing you. Quite well, actually, if you’re asking if he’s irritated.” “That little shit.” Evans chuckled as he closed the dresser drawer. “I bet he’s just trying to get payback since I wouldn’t tell him about Hawaii.” “Or Boston?” “Ha – good guess. Nope, neither one.” Seb picked up the tube of sunscreen, noting that it was almost empty. “Are we going to tell him?” “Oh, absolutely. It’s going to be fun. Well, Hawaii anyway. We’ll keep Boston a surprise.” Slapping Seb on the ass, Chris sauntered out into the hallway and up the steps. Shaking his head and grinning, Seb followed. ~ ~ ~ As he finished rubbing the sunscreen lotion onto Chris’ body, Seb felt Tom’s hands sliding along his back. `Damn, going to miss this every day,’ he thought, letting out a contented sigh. “Did you use a lot of sunscreen in Hawaii?” Seb squeezed his eyes shut, biting the inside of his cheeks to prevent himself from laughing. Chris was right – despite being a good actor, the kid lacked subtlety if he was determined to get something. “Yes, you’d want to use a good amount of sunscreen in Hawaii. Lots of sun.” “Ah, so you guys were outside a lot?” “Hmm. Don’t really remember. Old age does that to you.” “You’re not old.” Tom’s hands worked over Seb’s chest. “Is this the flirting style of interrogation that you used on…ow!” Seb howled as Tom tugged at his nipple, frustrated. The yelp of pain turned into laughter at the sight of Tom pressing his lips together with annoyance. “That’s a yes.” “No.” Tom began working the lotion on his own legs, starting at the ankle. “I didn’t have sunscreen in the kitchen.” He stuck his tongue out, returning his attention to his calves. “Here, I’ll…aww, come on, don’t be mad.” “I’m not mad.” “Good.” Seb wrapped his hands around Tom’s midsection, pulling him upright so that he could hug him from behind. “I like it when you’re in a better mood.” Nuzzling Tom’s neck, he let his fingers trail down the flat stomach. “Especially certain moods.” He felt Tom’s body relax against his own. “We’ll tell you about Hawaii, I promise.” Turning Tom around, he nudged the other man’s chin up with his nose, planting a kiss on that adorable jaw line. “You’re serious?” “Very. If you’re a good boy.” Hands squeezed Tom’s ass as Seb licked at his chin. “And if you’re a bad boy…” His tongue slid up, tracing along Tom’s lower lip. “…we’ll *show* you.” “Ooh…” The sound of Tom’s voice was cut off as Seb’s tongue slid into his mouth, the kiss deepening as those strong hands kneaded his rear end. Pulling away, Seb licked his lips as he continued rubbing the lotion up and down Tom’s body. Finished, he closed the cap and set the tube to the side, racing Tom to the side of the boat, the pair diving off into the water at the same time. ~ ~ ~ ~ His faux-attitude loosened up by Seb’s attention, Tom taunted Evans into one last race in the water. The pair swam around the boat, one lap after the other. As they approached Seb, who was acting as referee, Tom managed to pull ahead, his slim form darting past the Romanian actor’s body. As Tom hooted and hollered about his victory, Evans came to the surface, pulling in a big gust of air to catch his breath. “Tom won, huh?” “Looks that way.” Chris bobbed up and down in the water, still working to slow his breathing and pulse. He watched as Seb looked over to Tom, who was grinning and waving, and then back over to his old friend. “Hmmm. Seemed pretty close for most of the race.” “Yeah, imagine that. Just…tuckered out at the end.” “Imagine that.” The pair looked at each other, smiling. “You know, you can be pretty awesome sometimes. Sometimes.” He watched with humor as Chris’ cheeks darkened at the compliment. “More than sometimes, actually.” The blush deepened, Chris squinting to look at the sun and pretending to gauge the time. “Quit trying to make me blush, old man. I’m saving that blood flow for something else.” Winking and barking out an evil laugh, he swam over to Tom, giving him a high five before making his way over to the ladder. Once back on the boat, Chris disappeared below deck. Returning with water, he found Seb and Tom already stretched out in the lounge chairs, soaking up the sun. He licked his lips at the sight of the two, their white speedos still a little see-through with moisture, their skin glistening in the bright sunlight. “Thank you, sir. Can I have another?” Tom reached out to take the water bottle, his grin widening as Chris rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Don’t be greedy.” His eyebrow went up as Tom stuck out his lower lip. “I thought you liked when I was greedy?” “No.” Chris unscrewed the cap from his bottle. “I like when you’re hungry. There’s a difference.” Tipping the bottle, he poured some of the water out, watching as it splashed against Tom’s crotch. The other man squirmed to get out of the way, both of them laughing. “Now simmer down and relax.” “Yes sir.” Tom laughed as Chris shook his head, padding over to his own chair. Curling his arms back behind his head, he closed his eyes and felt the heat of the sun’s rays against his flesh. Time passed, the trio quiet as they relaxed, enjoying the sound of music playing from Evans’ phone, the sound of waves breaking against the side of the boat, causing it to rock back and forth. At some point, Chris dozed off, awoken as the light suddenly darkened. Opening his eyes, he found Tom blocking the sun, his hand stretched out with a beer can. “Aww, thank you kiddo.” “I thought it was `bunny,’ not `kiddo’.” Tom winked, taking a drink. Chris watched as that sexy Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, memories of Tom swallowing his and Seb’s juices causing his manhood to fill out. “If you’re standing up, it’s `kiddo’. `Bunny’…” He patted his thigh. “…is here.” “Ohhhh.” The corner of his mouth curling up, Tom swung a leg over Chris’ body, lowering himself down. “Like this?” “Sorta.” Opening the can, Chris took a swig, enjoying the feeling of Tom’s perky ass parked on his crotch. He enjoyed it even more when that firm backside began bouncing up and down a little. “Yeah, more like that. Bunny.” Tom throwing two fingers up behind his head, making bunny ears, nearly caused him to spit out his beer with laughter. “That’s a first.” Tom smiled, taking another drink. “What’s a first?” “You spitting instead of swallowing.” “Little fucker.” Laughing, Chris reached forward, tweaking Tom’s nipple. “Instead of running your mouth, why don’t you put it to better use?” “Like this?” Winking, Tom slid his body down until he was laying between Chris’ thick thighs, lapping his tongue at the growing bulge, still encased in white spandex. “Yeah…ohhh.” Chris moaned as Tom tugged down the front of his speedo, sucking in his growing dick. “Fuck. Yeah, just like that.” He ran his finger through the brown curls of Tom’s hair, closing his eyes and sighing with pleasure. Sipping his beer, he relaxed and enjoyed two things – the feeling of Tom’s hot mouth and the sounds of him slurping on his thick cock. “Seb…mmmmm..e get in on this. Mmmmmmm.” Planting his palm on the top of Tom’s head, he pushed down, watching as those sexy lips slid all the way down his pole until they were buried in his pubes. “Hell yeah.” He ground his hips up, slightly riding Tom’s mouth before relenting his grip. Laying down on the deck, Seb positioned himself on his back underneath Tom and peeled his speedo down, taking the hard meat into his mouth and enjoying the taste of Tom’s precum, the sweet fluid melting against his tongue. Reaching up, he guided Tom’s hips so that the other man was thrusting back and forth, slowly face fucking the Winter Soldier as he slurped on America’s Cock. Turning to set his can on the deck, Seb’s straining bulge caught Chris’ eye. Slowly, he worked his way off of the lounger, moving down to the deck while keeping his rod down Tom’s throat. Scooting forward, he pulled at Seb’s swimsuit, watching as the other man’s tool sprung free…but only for a moment before it was engulfed by Chris’ mouth, his beard tickling at Seb’s crotch as he began bobbing up and down. The trio settled into a pleasant rhythm, having formed a little daisy chain on the deck of the boat, all three men sucking dick and getting sucked, without an inch of cock being left unattended. Above the sounds of waves lapping along the side of the boat were the joyful sounds of moaning and the heavy wet sounds of three mouths working up and down three very stiff dicks. Feeling mischievous, Seb pulled his rod out of Chris’ mouth and shifted and rolled Tom’s body over, maneuvering the duo into a 69 position. He smiled at the sight of Chris’ hands clutching Tom’s cheeks, pulling them apart to expose his hole which appeared to wink welcomingly at Seb. His cock throbbed in anticipation as he stepped forward, spitting onto Tom’s entrance to provide some lube as he lined up and sank inside, appreciating the hot tight confines of Tom’s tunnel. When his balls met Tom’s rear, he paused, caressing the smooth backside, feeling Tom’s guts squeezing his shaft. With a sigh, he pulled back, watching as the length of his cock reappeared for a moment before he shoved it back inside, eliciting a happy whimper from the little stud below. He began driving in and out, picking up speed, knowing by now exactly the way that Tom liked getting drilled. The power of his thrusts shoved Tom’s hips downward, causing the younger man’s cock to get shoved down Chris’ throat…now that the beefy stud on the bottom of the pile was complaining. On the contrary, he was moaning in pleasure as he choked on Tom’s cock, his thick fingers digging into the flesh of Tom’s rear, spreading it open so that Seb could impale their friend faster and harder. Chris looked up, enjoying the sight of Tom’s smooth balls swaying back and forth right before his eyes…and next to that, Seb’s cock sliding back and forth, in and out of view as it plunged the depths of Tom’s rear. He felt Tom’s hips sink down, realizing that the little stud was getting close. Pulling his mouth free, he taunted his little buddy. “Yeah, that’s it Bunny…arch that back. Take Seb’s cock like a man.” He watched as Tom’s spine curved downward, his hips shifting up to take the pounding he thrived on. “Yeah, arch it, just like that. Fuck…” His tongue lapped at Tom’s member. “…such a cute little hot fucking piece of ass…made to get fucked.” He noticed Tom arch his back just a little more, hearing a deep moan down below as Tom responded to his words. A drop of precum fell and hit Chris on the neck, prompting him to return his attention to Tom’s meat, stuffing it back into his mouth. It all became too much for Tom – the wonderful feeling of a hard dick pounding his guts, his jaw being stretched by thick fuck stick at the other end…all while Evans slobbered and sucked on his meat. He gasped, the sound muffled with his lips still wrapped around Chris’ manhood, his fingers digging into the hairy beefy thighs as his balls erupted, sending volleys of cum down Chris’ throat…every last drop hungrily swallowed down. As the last bits of his seed were slurped out of his member, he let Chris’ pipe fall from his lips, his jaw hanging open as he moaned up towards the clouds hanging in the sky, the only observers of this lustful tryst at sea. He felt Seb’s hand on the back of his head and was pushed down, his throat stuffed once more with Chris’ rod. Fingers dug into his wavy locks and used the grip as leverage, pistoning his face up and down. His nostrils flared every time the ridge of Chris’ big cockhead met his lips, sucking in air before his airway was blocked once more as the wide shaft slid back down his throat. Seb kept holding his face down longer and longer, his sense of smell overwhelmed by the musky scent of Chris’ large ball sack just an inch away from his nose, his world filled with nothing more than cock, big furry nuts, and tree trunk-sized thighs at the moment. He groaned – if he hadn’t already cum, he’d have busted a nut from Seb using his throat as a fuck-sleeve for Chris’ third leg. As the length of time that Seb held him down on Chris’ cock got longer and longer, his neck worked, trying to catch a breath of air even though it was stuffed full of man meat…resulting in his throat milking and squeezing the wide tool using him for pleasure. Below, Chris was writhing, trying to hold off on his release – the blowjob felt too damned good. He felt unable to hold back any longer, his fingers clawing down Tom’s thighs. Suddenly, Tom’s throat was off his cock. Seb had pulled out and moved around. Tom tried to dive back down, wanting to taste Chris’ juices…but was denied by the grip that Seb had on his hair. Reaching down with his left hand, Seb took hold of Chris’ sausage and pumped it – the veins running down its length were standing out, the head an angry purplish color, ready to fire at any second. “Stick out your tongue.” Tom complied before Seb had barely finished the last word, sticking his tongue out as far as he could, mouth wide open. He watched as Seb’s wrist moved up and down, jerking Evans’ meat…just a few swift motions was all it took. Shots of white fluid flew up, landing on Tom’s tongue. He managed to shift forward slightly, curling the tip of his tongue along the ridge of Chris’ cockhead, working to make sure he didn’t miss a drop. He could feel the volleys splashing against the back of his throat. Seb’s fingers unclenched and Tom dove down, his mouth closing in around the last inch at the end of Chris’ cock, sucking vigorously at it, whimpering as the taste of the other man’s juices continued erupting into his mouth. Chris’ cock jerked with each shot, the large vein running down the front pulsing in order to power his release. As the large piece of meat began to settle down, Tom’s lips remained tightly wrapped around it, humming happily as he suckled the head, nursing out the last drops. His mouth opened wide as his head was jerked back up, his sight full of nothing but the blue sky and Seb’s nude body. Seb’s left hand tugged at his meat – Tom shoved it away, wrapping his fingers around the stiff dick, nearly yanking on it with his eager desire. The forehead pressed against his forehead prevented him from moving any further – instead, he sat with his mouth open, waiting impatiently until the moment that Seb’s cock turned into a cum cannon, spraying his tongue once more. After a few shots, the thumb moved away and Tom lunged forward, his fingers splayed at Seb’s hips as he took in half the other man’s length, moaning as he was fed his favorite treat. When Seb’s balls finally had nothing left to give for now, Tom slumped down, curling onto Chris’ larger frame, feeling a broad hand run up and down his back. “Well, I think it’s lunch time. For me and Seb. You already got fed. Hey…” Chris laughed as Tom playfully punched his chest. “Oh, someone’s still hungry? Liquid diet isn’t enough for you – ow!” Laughing, Chris rolled Tom off to the side, safe from the young stud’s frisky attacks. “I’d threaten you with a spanking but that’ll just encourage you.” Pushing himself up, he landed in the lounger, picking up his beer and taking a long sip, relaxing as if he didn’t just bust a nut down Tom’s throat and watch his best friend drill the kid’s hole. Tom pulled himself up, cuddling happily on top of Chris’ body as Seb headed downstairs to grab something for their lunch. When he came back, he found Chris’ hands roaming up and down the length of Tom’s backside, the pair embroiled in a deep kiss. “Bet that tastes better than these sandwiches,” he teased, setting the plate down onto the table. Running a finger along Tom’s lower lip, Chris watched as the sexy pair of lips latched onto it, those big brown eyes opened wide, trying to look innocent as Tom sucked on his finger. “No doubt. But I’ll take the sandwich too. And if Tom here is lucky, maybe he’ll be *in* a sandwich la…hey!” He laughed as Tom nibbled at his finger, cutting off the pun. Tom moved from nibbling on Chris’ finger to munching on the sandwiches that Seb had made. “To our last lunch on the boat.” Seb raised his beer into the air, met by the cans of the other two as they toasted their trip. “Guys, again, thank you *so* much for letting me come with you. This week has been so much fun. No, I’m serious.” Tom tried to swat Evans with his napkin again. “Besides the fucking and all that. It’s really been great.” “Especially after the slugfest of press and everything with `Endgame’. Getting away from everything has been…nice.” “My friend is a man of eloquence.” Chris winked, taking another drink. “Okay, fine. Really nice.” Seb’s chuckle turned into a full laugh as Evans lifted his middle finger into the air. “Glad you guys could make it.” Chris let out a big sigh. “Gotta say, kinda wish we could just stay out here. It’s…relaxing. Even with little bunny over there denying everyone a full night’s sleep.” He laughed as Tom’s cheeks turned a dark pink color. “I’m not the one who busted up the air conditioner.” “True. No regrets.” Chris winked again, grinning. “No regrets.” Tom lifted his drink once more. “No regrets.” Seb met the other two, clinking their cans again. “And, since you two are feeling all thankful and stuff…we need to figure out packing everything up. I know, time to head back. We need to have the boat back to the marina by 5pm…ish.” The trio looked off in separate directions, staring at the sea, reluctant for their trip to be coming to an end. Tom was the first to speak up again. “I can knock out the kitchen.” “I’ll take the bedroom. What?” Seb looked over at Chris, who had an eyebrow raised up. “Hell no.” His bearded cheek stretched out with a goofy grin. “I’LL take the bedroom. If *you* take it, young scrappy there will join you and nothing will get done. You can handle the deck.” “Fine.” Seb rolled his eyes…while escort bayan grinning, knowing that Chris’ taunt wasn’t entirely wrong. “And that’s `deck’ with an `e’.” He watched as Seb’s eyebrows knitted together, confused. “I know how to spell the word `deck’.” “Not `deck’ with an `i’.” “Oh my god.” Seb and Tom rolled their eyes at the same time, shaking their heads “I hate you.” White teeth flashed in a big smile. “You love me.” “No, I don’t.” “Yes you do. You love me the most-est.” Seb caught Chris’ eyes dart over to Tom and then back over, the blue orbs sparkling with mischief. “Well, maybe not the most-est actually. Second most-est.” “Huh?” Tom’s forehead wrinkled, completely confused by Chris’ joke. “He loves cake the most-est. More than he loves me.” Tom looked over at Seb. “Really? Cake is your favorite? What kind?” Seb glared over at Chris, who was busy holding his nose, faking a sneeze to prevent himself from bursting out in laughter. “I really do hate you, asshole.” He turned back to Tom. “Boston Cream Cake.” He bit the inside of his lip as Chris let out a loud laugh, unable to hold it in any longer. “I thought it was scones.” Chris leaned back, trying to catch his breath as the puns kept rolling out of his mouth. “Or English shortcake.” “Fuck you, Evans.” “Or was it sticky toffee pudding? I think that was it.” “Oh, there’s this little shop near my house that makes the *best* toffee pudding. The next time you guys are in London…” Tom trailed off as Seb got up, smacking Evans in the forehead as he walked by, shaking his head. He looked over at Chris who had tears running down his cheeks, holding his chest as he kept laughing. “Wait – I’m lost. Does he like the Boston cake or the toffee…or you’re just messing with him?” “He, uh…” Chris’ hand went down to his side, which hurt from laughing so hard. “…the toffee. Definitely the toffee. Ow…oh my god…” Getting up, Chris trotted away, still laughing as he made his way to the back of the boat. Tom stared, confused, knowing that he’d missed some part of Chris’ joke. He hadn’t heard the second dessert that Evans had said, his words choked by laughter. Maybe that would have made the whole exchange make more sense. Or maybe not – Chris’ puns sometimes were really random. “Americans…” Shaking his head, Tom cleared the table, taking everything down to the kitchen. ~ ~ ~ ~ “Aww, buddy…I’m sorry.” “Fuck you, Chris.” “Maybe…nevermind. Sorry. I went too far.” He watched as Seb stared off into the distance. “What’s really bothering you?” “Nothing.” Chris’ left eyebrow went up, not believing his friend. “That’s a whole lot of storming off and brooding for `nothing’.” Seb took in a deep breath and then let it out, releasing some of the tension he was holding in. “I don’t want to talk about it right now, okay?” He looked over at Chris, his normally bright blue eyes darker, a stormy color matching the greyish-blue water surrounding the boat. “Just…trying to figure some things out.” Chris opened his mouth and then closed it, biting back the words of advice he wanted to give. Thinking for a moment, he finally spoke. “Well, don’t overthink it.” “What’s that mean?” “Nothing. Well, a lot, actually. Don’t…do that thing you do where you overanalyze stuff. Sometimes you just have to *live* life. Enjoy it.” He watched Seb’s eyes, his friend looking out over the water again. “You know where to find me.” He clapped his hand on Seb’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze before moving to head back to the front of the boat. “Chocolate and peanut butter.” “Huh?” Chris stopped, turning to look over his shoulder. “Chocolate and peanut butter. That’s my favorite dessert. Sometimes I take chocolate bars, and I’ll break them into pieces and just dump them in a peanut butter jar, and then I’ll sit in front of my television and I’ll just eat it all.” He watched as Chris stood, blinking, reaching for a joke and coming up short. “Anyway. It’s definitely not Boston cream cake. That shit’s disgusting.” Winking, Seb stepped away from the railing, heading back to the main deck. “Like everything else from Boston.” “Hey!” “It’s a garbage city. Just trashy, I tell ya.” “Fuck you Stan.” “Maybe later, if you’re lucky.” Seb stepped out of sight, past the bridge of the ship, on his way to start cleaning up. Chris stood there, tapping his foot, pretending to be outraged at the insults lobbed at his hometown. Grinning, he moved to head down below deck, muttering to himself. “Whatever. It’s an English shortcake and you know it.” ~ ~ ~ ~ “Yeah, we’re about to head back. We’re at…” Chris looked down at the console, reading their coordinates to the marina representative on the phone. “Should make it back by 4:30…maybe 5, depending on how the water behaves.” Glancing up, Chris saw Tom step into the bridge area, looking around. His mouth opened, quietly mouthing the word `neat’. Chris nodded, pointing at the phone in his hand. “So what’s the procedure once we get back?” Seeing Tom move closer, Chris looked over, confused. There wasn’t much space in the bridge area and there wasn’t anything up here that belonged to Tom or needed packing up. Once they’d dropped anchor, they’d pretty much left this part of the ship alone, other than checking the radio twice a day to make sure it was still running properly. What he found was Tom inching closer, a wolfish gleam in his eyes. “Ah ok. Oh, there’s a checklist in the red binder…hang on.” Chris looked up, finding the binder and opening it. “Wait, no, it’s not here. No, that’s fine, just tell me what we need to do and I can write it down.” He watched as Tom sank down to his knees, fingers trailing up Evans’ legs, tickling the hair covering his thighs. “Hang on, let me find a piece of paper and a pencil. In the drawer? Thanks – just a second.” Covering up the mouthpiece of the phone, he looked down to where Tom was pawing at his crotch. “What are you doing?” he whispered. “I’m on the phone. With the marina.” “I’m still hungry.” Tom mouthed the words, his voice so low it was barely audible. Peeling down the front of Chris’ white speedo, he watched the large piece of meat flop out. “I didn’t get enough at lunch.” His tongue stuck out, tracing the veins along Chris’ shaft. “Huh? Oh, yeah, I found the paper and pencil. Thanks. Okay. And then? Ohhh.” He bit his lip as Tom’s lips wrapped around his cock, gently sucking at it. “Okay. Okay. Wait, how many steps are there? I just want to make sure I, yeah, that I don’t write too large.” Chris closed his eyes as his cock stiffened in Tom’s mouth, scrawling onto the paper as the guy on the other end of the phone went through the steps for docking and returning the boat. He wrapped his other hand around the back of Tom’s head, pulling the younger man’s face in, stuffing his mouth. “Yeah, I think we can handle that. Yeah, I’m sure we can handle that.” He sucked in air through his nose as his cock reached full mast. “Okay. Yeah, there’s three of us on the boat and the other guys are really…handy.” His dick throbbed as Tom pulled back, sucking on just a few inches, his hands working Chris’ shaft and balls. “Read the instructions back? Oh…hang on.” Closing his eyes, he swallowed before reading out the first two directions he’d written down. He stopped after every couple steps, struggling to keep his voice even until he’d gotten through all twenty items. “Yeah, I’m fine. Breathing heavy? Oh, we just got in from swimming laps around the, uh, boat. Yeah. No it’s…yeah, it’s a beauty. It’s been…” He looked down to see Tom’s lips riding up and down his pole again. “It’s been really enjoyable. Yeah, loved every minute. Can’t wait to come…back…out here again someday.” Looking back down, he saw Tom wink as the mischievous scamp reached around with one of his hands, his finger teasing Chris’ hole. Chris bit his lip again, shaking his head. “What the fuck?” he mouthed. “So what do we do after…yeah, once we’ve gotten off and everything?” He listened as the rep rattled off a short list. “Oh, that’s great.” His fingers dug into Tom’s hair, pulling the other man’s head back and forth. “Yeah, that’s really great. Alright, yeah, see you in a few hours. Thanks…again…for…yeah,” He chuckled as the marina rep made a joke about his being out of breath. “Yeah, I’m going to take a nap before we get underway.” His hand trailed down, cupping Tom’s jaw and squeezing it lightly. “Yeah, we’ve got a handle on everything. Thanks again. You bet.” Thumbing the end-call button, he set the phone down. “You…” Tom pulled off, a line of spit hanging from his lower lip to the tip of Chris’ cock. “I’m…?” “You…are naughty as hell.” “Is that a complaint?” Tom arched one eyebrow as he dove back down onto Chris’ cock. “Not at all.” Holding the sides of Tom’s head, he watched as the Brit began giving him another expert blowjob. “Definitely going to miss this part of the trip though.” The phone rang, startling Chris. Glancing over at the phone, he saw that it was the marina. “What the…” He tapped the green answer button and then the speakerphone icon, not sure how well he’d be able to maintain a grip on the device right now. “Sorry, Mr. Evans. Forgot, we have to go over a few checklist requirements. It’s easier to do it now than after you dock, since people are usually hot to trot after they get back. Is that okay?” “Uh…yeah, that’s fine?” Chris swallowed as Tom increased the suction around his shaft, teasing him. As the rep began talking, Tom pulled at Chris’ hips, increasing the pressure until he’d forced Evans down and onto his back. Reaching up, Tom took the phone and handed it over so that Chris’ voice wouldn’t sound so far away, which might confuse the marina rep. Closing his eyes, Chris tried to focus on the conversation…which was really hard since he was enjoying the feeling of Tom’s mouth…which was suddenly gone. Opening his eyes, he found Tom was straddling his waist, reaching down to hold his cock in place as the younger man lowered himself down. Chris shook his head, trying in vain to put a hand on Tom’s chest, indicating he should stop what he was doing…while not really putting much effort into saying `no’. Squeezing his eyes shut, he bit the insides of his cheeks as Tom sank down, impaling himself on the thick member. “I’m sorry…what?” He realized that the rep had asked him a question. Hearing it repeated, he struggled to respond. “Daddy Chris likes that ass?” The words came out in the quietest whisper as Tom’s breath rolled against his ear. “What the fuck?” He said the words as quietly as he could, so that the rep wouldn’t hear. “Mmmm, this dick is soooo…” Tom’s words were cut off as Chris clamped a hand over his mouth, preventing him from talking any further. Tom licked at the inside of his hand, eventually pulling Chris’ fingers into his mouth and sucking on them as he continued quietly riding the big cock between his legs. Chris pressed his lips together, breathing hard as he struggled to maintain his composure. Normally very patient, he was wondering how long the phone call was going to take, afraid that either he or Tom would moan at any moment. “Yeah, no problem, I…appreciate it. Yeah, you have a good one too – see you…see you soon.” Jabbing the red hang-up button, Chris let out a loud, long moan, finally releasing what he’d been holding in. Looking at the call log, he glared up at Tom. “Ten fucking minutes.” “Mmm. It didn’t seem that long from here.” “God dammit. It felt like an eternity. You…” He moaned as Tom began riding him harder, unencumbered by the phone call. “…are…evil.” “I learned…from the…best.” Reaching down, Tom tweaked both of Chris’ nipples as he continued rising his hips up and down even faster. Grabbing Tom’s hips, Chris began pounding him from below, eager to punish his hole. And then the phone rang again. Chris’ eyes popped wide open, incredulous. Seeing that it was the marina again, he let out a long sigh to compose himself as he thumbed the green button once more. The rep was apologetic as he explained that they’d lost one of the pieces of paperwork and just needed some information from Chris. Struggling, Chris worked to get the words out – things that should have been easy to say, like his mailing address. It absolutely did not help that Tom was riding him as hard as he could while staying as quiet as possible. His balls boiled as the rep kept asking questions. “Sorry, Mr. Evans – one last part. Have to read a disclosure statement.” The rep began rattling off some legal language. Chris’ nostrils were flaring, his lips pressed hard together as Tom’s ass squeezed and rode his cock. He’d given up on getting Tom to quit with his nipples – every time he swatted the other man’s hands away, they reappeared. A wave of fear crested in his gut as he realized he wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer…and the rep was still talking. And Tom had moved the phone just out of reach, back up onto the counter. Clamping a hand over his own mouth, Chris felt his breath blasting against his fingers, harder and harder. His balls began unloading as his teeth bit into the inside of his lower lip, fervently working to keep any sound from escaping. His breath came out in short little waves, the smallest of groans rolling around in his throat. As his orgasm subsided and his pulse and breathing began to drop back to normal, he opened his eyes again, finding Tom wearing a pleased expression on his face, glowing as he continued squeezing his ass muscles, milking the last drops out of Chris’ dick. Licking his lips, Tom rose up, winking. His mouth opened, speaking as quietly as possible, the words almost inaudible. “Thank you, Daddy Chris.” “Get out of here.” Chris’ words were quiet as a ghost. “Go harass Seb or something.” Spinning, Tom skipped out of the bridge. “Mr. Evans, are you still there?” “Uh, yeah. Sorry. I…I was, um, going over the checklist and…listening at the same time.” He ran his hand across his forehead, wiping the sweat away. “Yeah, no, it’s not a problem at all. Appreciate it. Alright, bye.” Hearing the call end, Chris let out what felt like the biggest exhaled breath of his life, a long groan of pent-up lust rattling throughout the cabin. ~ ~ ~ ~ “Seb. Your little friend…” Coming around to the back of the boat, Chris found Seb at last. “…nevermind.” Shaking his head, he couldn’t help but laugh. Seb was sitting on the bench, his legs spread wide, nursing a beer while Tom was kneeling on the ground in front of him, nursing his cock. “Tom said you told him to come find me?” “Not exactly, but yeah.” He watched with amusement as Seb’s eyebrows knitted together, confused by the odd response. “Someone..” He pointed down at the figure between Seb’s legs. “…is being a bad little Spider-boy.” “Really? He’s being pretty good right now.” Seb’s hand stroked through Tom’s hair. Tom looked up, eyes wide, trying to look innocent again. Well, as innocent as one could look while busy sucking a cock. “Being good at something and `being good’ are two different things.” Chris leaned against the rail, his arms crossing over his chest. “Eh – I’ll take option number two.” Evans chuckled, halfway agreeing. “Whatever. When you two are done, don’t forget you need to pack your bags. We need to get the boat ready for when we get back. Heading out in about thirty minutes.” “Mmmm…okay.” “I don’t think you heard a word I said. How many minutes Seb?” “I don’t know. Thirty.” “That was a guess.” “It was a good guess.” He laughed as Chris shook his head. “Alright, tell me what we still have to do before we get back.” “Okay, first…” Chris moved over, sitting next to Seb on the bench. “…we need to pack.” Seb pushed down on Tom’s head, stuffing his throat full of cock. “Does this count?” Chris shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose between his finger and his thumb. “You two… No. That doesn’t count.” “What about this?” Tom spoke up, freeing Seb’s cock as he rose up and then dropped down, sitting on Seb’s pole, nuzzling his neck as Tom began riding him. “Fuck…no, that doesn’t count either. You just…” Chris shook his head, laughing again. “Your little shortbread there is insatiable. And by the way, his ass is lubed up with my cum, just so you know.” Seb rolled his eyes, laughing. “Like it’s the first time this week.” “Good point.” Chris watched as Seb began thrusting up, meeting the motion of Tom’s hips. The two continued running through the checklist. Tom looked up at one point, surprised that the two were carrying on a normal conversation despite Seb’s fucking his ass. He redoubled his efforts, trying to distract Seb…and failing. “Okay, so again – I’ll clean up the bedroom and bathroom.” “Mmhmm. And I’ll handle the deck.” “Yeah, it looks like you’re handling the deck. Clean up over here especially before you step off of this boat.” “Hang on a minute…fuck…fuck…fuuuuck.” Seb moaned as he began shooting another load into Tom’s ass, licking his lips as he squeezed the firm, round rear. “Okay, and Tom has the kitchen.” “Correct.” “And we’ll just all chip in on the trash.” “Yeah, and if you can check the A/C, set it to like 75.” “Dirty laundry?” “I’ll handle that, it just gets piled up in a corner in the bedroom. What?” Chris looked over at Tom, who was staring at them with bemusement. “Nothing. You two are…something.” “Us two?” Chris looked back and forth between Seb and Tom. “Us two? Yeah, okay, sure.” Reaching out, he ruffled Tom’s hair. He watched as Tom stood up, his legs a little shaky from riding two men back to back. “Try not to drip cum all over the deck.” Tom pretended to be insulted. “I would never.” Taking a few steps, he stopped and turned around, giving Chris and Seb a kiss. Chris smirked, noticing that Seb’s kiss seemed to last a little longer…and involved a lot more tongue. Tom began heading out again and stopped once again as Seb called out. “Hey Tom.” “Yeah?” Seb flashed a big toothy smile. “Do you mind packing my bag for me?” “Yeah, no problem.” Tom smiled back, still beaming from getting freshly fucked, his insides humming with joy. Nodding, he rounded the corner and headed down below. “Tom…do you mind packing my bag?” Chris said the words in a sing-song voice, teasing his friend. “I don’t sound like that.” “Might as well. That’s not fair. What about my bag?” Seb shrugged. “Should have asked.” Chris leaned over, bumping Seb’s shoulder with his own. “I hate you, Seb.” Seb leaned back over, causing Chris’ body to rock to the right. “No you don’t, you love me.” He was surprised when Chris grinned and wrapped his arm around Seb’s shoulder, pulling him in tight. “Yeah, you’re right – I do, you big goofball.” Smacking a loud kiss at Seb’s temple, Chris got up and headed back to the bridge to run through the checklist. Seb stared at the sea, a big smile stretching across his face. ~ ~ ~ ~ “I thought Chris was taking care of the bedroom?” Tom looked up to see Seb standing in the doorway of the cabin, his head tilted and wearing nothing but his speedo and a grin. “Yeah, just packing the bags.” Glancing down, Seb found his and Chris’ bags packed and closed up, resting on the floor by the dresser. A change of clothes was folded up and neatly placed on both duffel bags, ready for when they reached shore. Wiping his hand across his jaw, Seb realized it had been a week since they’d actually worn clothes – it’d just been swimsuits (or less) the entire trip. “You packed Chris’ bag too?” He couldn’t help but grin as Tom blushed a little. “Um, yeah. It was really great of him to invite me out on the trip. I know it was supposed to just be the two of you, so squeezing me in was awfully nice of him.” While Tom was speaking, Seb moved across the room, stepping behind Tom and wrapping his arms around the shorter man. With the four-inch height difference, he was able to nestle his face into Tom’s wavy brown hair. “I don’t think he minded squeezing anything this week.” “Probably not.” Both men chuckled, the soft laughter fading into a comfortable silence, their bodies rocking slightly with the motion of the boat. Seb inhaled deeply, taking in Tom’s scent. The little stud smelled of sea salt, sweat, and a citrus undertone which seemed to be his own natural pheromones. Nuzzling into the curls, Seb began planting small kisses down Tom’s scalp before reaching the edge of his ear. “Still, it’s sweet of you to pack his bag. He’ll appreciate it.” Tom’s body melted into Seb’s, a little sigh rolling out. “Do I get a reward for being good?” “Mmmm…maybe.” The kisses continued downward, along Tom’s neck. “Although you seem to have gotten more rewards for being bad.” Fingers reached up, playing along Seb’s bursa escort neck. “And does Mr. Stan prefer `Good Tom’ or `Bad Tom’?” The mirth in Tom’s voice was apparent – Seb could easily visualize the cheesy grin on Tom’s face. “I…” The kisses moved outward toward Tom’s shoulder. “…like both sides. And yes, you can get a reward.” Turning Tom around, his mouth found Tom’s, their tongues quickly wrestling alongside one another, exploring and tasting each other. Hands clenched muscle and flesh, up and down one another, barely any air between their bodies. Tom felt Seb stiffen against his thigh and began sinking down, licking and kissing along the way until he was on his knees, looking up. Seb took hold of the top of his lover’s head, gripping the base of his cock and tapping the head against Tom’s cute lips, which were wide open and waiting. He watched as Tom’s tongue rolled around the end of his dick, pushing the foreskin back and suckling on the head, eyes wide and eyebrows curled up, eager. “Ready for your treat?” Tom nodded silently, a quiet `mmhmm’ sound vibrating Seb’s meat, not speaking since his mouth was otherwise occupied. Taking Tom’s head in both of his hands, Seb gently tightened his hold. Licking his upper lip, he began pushing his rod into Tom’s mouth, not stopping until it was all the way in, watching Tom breathe through his nose and feeling his throat tighten. Nibbling at his bottom lip, he pulled his hips back, his shaft reappearing, shiny with Tom’s spit…and then sank back inside. The temptation to talk dirty came and passed, deciding that words weren’t necessary right now, just enjoying one another. Seb didn’t need to ask Tom what he wanted – he already knew. Fingers curling in Tom’s hair, he used his grip to take control of the Spider-stud, using his mouth and throat for both their pleasure. Moans filled the cabin, his coming out breathy and Tom’s muffled, getting louder as his thrusts intensified. By the time he was truly pounding Tom’s face, he felt hands digging with hunger at his thighs and stomach, almost as if Tom was trying to claw the orgasm out of his body. Staring into Tom’s eyes, he felt his balls begin to pull up. His right hand slid around to the back of Tom’s head, grabbing his hair and pulling back until only the tip of his meat was inside Tom’s mouth. Tom’s cheeks pulled inward as he sucked even harder with anticipation. Tom’s fingers dragging down his back, settling onto his ass and squeezing hard, sent Seb over the edge. With a grunt that rolled into a loud groan, he watched his member twitch as it began unloading his juices into Tom’s waiting mouth. Tom moaned with delight as he tasted the flood of Seb’s nectar splashing against his tongue, greedily sucking away. As Seb’s nuts began to lower once more, finished with their release, Tom yanked his head out of Seb’s grip and pushed forward, taking every last inch into his throat, sucking greedily to get every possible drop. Seb stroked his hair, letting Tom savor his load until his cock became too sensitive. Pulling out, he picked Tom up and dropped him onto the bed, lowering his body on top and kissing him once again, tasting his seed inside Tom’s mouth. He reached down and slid his fingers down Tom’s legs, feeling them lift up and wrap around his waist. Continuing their journey, his digits found Tom’s hole and slid inside, curling as they found that special spot inside and began stroking it, earning louder and louder moans from the slim stud beneath him. Within a few minutes, Tom’s body was wriggling, halfway trying to merge with Seb’s form and halfway fucking himself on the thick fingers. His entire body tensed as his head tilted back, teeth grazing his lower lip. When Seb’s fingers twisted around, playing against his prostate, his jaw dropped wide open, a long loud whimper hitching out of his throat. His cock jerked between their bodies, splashing both of them with cum. His hips bucked as his body thrashed on the bed, his insides still being deliciously tortured by Seb’s expert fingertips, moans continuing to roll out, unable to form any sort of coherent words. “Thank…” His words were cut off as Seb’s mouth found his again, that tongue slamming deep inside like Seb was trying to work his way into Tom’s throat. Those fingers dug at his insides again, making Tom feel like he might cum again. Instead, his hands clawed at Seb’s hair, holding him close as their mouths melted together. And then the lips were gone, moving along Tom’s neck, his chest, and then that tongue lapping at his stomach. Tom looked down, staring into those beautiful blue eyes as Seb began cleaning him off, working to lick up every bit of Tom’s seed that had spilled out. Finished, he moved back up, turning Tom onto his side and stroking his hair as they began kissing again, less fervently this time. They lost track of time, fingers trailing up and down one another as their lips kept playing at each other’s mouth and neck. The sound of a throat being cleared broke the silence. “You know, I feel bad for the cleaning crew that handles the sheets in here.” Tom and Seb grinned sheepishly, caught once again. “We’ll leave them a good tip.” Seb planted another kiss at Tom’s collarbone. “Yeah, looks like you’ve had good practice on giving `the good tip’.” Chris laughed as a pillow struck the wall next to him. “We’re just a couple of hours out from shore, so you two might want to…wait, who packed my bag?” He looked up to see Tom raising his hand in the air. “Aww – thanks buddy. That was sweet of you.” “That’s what I told him.” “You really shouldn’t talk with your mouth full, Seb.” “My mouth wasn’t the one full at the moment.” Chris rolled his eyes in response, leaning against the doorframe. “Yeah, okay. Well, I’d give you a reward for good behavior, but it looks like Seb already took care of that for me.” “I’ll take another one.” Tom laughed as both men looked at him and then each other. “Okay, you’re right.” Chris’ eyebrow went up, curious as Seb spoke. “He’s insatiable.” The eyebrow went back down, the beard stretching with a grin. “Are you complaining?” “I mean, not really. You?” “Naw. I mean, we *did* say he might limp off of the boat.” “I’m not limping yet.” Chris turned his attention back to Tom, laughing. “*Yet* is the key word, buddy. There’s still two hours to go.” Winking, he turned and exited back into the hallway. “Let me know when you two are done with the room so I can try and clean it up.” ~ ~ ~ ~ “Aww, why does Seb get to steer?” “Because he’s a grown-ass man.” “Hello, I’m a grown-ass man too.” Watching Tom stand up taller and puff out his chest to look bigger caused Chris to laugh so hard that he leaned over onto his side. “What’s so funny?” Chris puffed up his body, imitating Tom. “I’m a grown-ass man…” His words cut off into more laughter, which tapered off as he saw Tom’s body deflate. “Aww, come here.” He sat back up, patting a spot on the bench next to himself. Once Tom sat down, he slung an arm over his shoulder, pulling him in close, ruffling his hair. Tom’s nose wrinkled and he tried pulling away, irritated at being treated like a kid. “Seb’s got a good ten years on you, my little `grown ass man’.” “Thirteen.” Chris and Seb both looked at Tom, a little surprised. “What? You don’t keep track of anyone else’s birthdays?” “Okay, the kid is smarter than we gave him credit for.” Seb rolled his eyes. “Doesn’t take much to be smarter than some of us.” He looked back at Chris, winking. “Fuck you, Seb.” He grinned as Seb blew a kiss in his direction. “Fine, thirteen years on you.” “Fifteen for you.” Tom laughed as Chris shot him a fake glare. “You know what that means.” Tom quieted down, one eyebrow rising with a question. “He’s old enough to be your dad.” “Whatever, barely. And you’re older. *You’re* definitely old enough to be my dad.” “Hey…” “Why do you think I call you `daddy’?” The tone in Tom’s voice caused Seb to bite his lip, stifling a laugh at the banter between the other two. “All this.” Chris waved his hand towards his own broad, furry chest. “I mean…yeah.” Tom couldn’t help but lick his lips. “But it’s also because you’re old.” “Hey!” “Old enough to be my dad, Daddy.” “You hear this shit?” Chris looked over at Seb, who was trying hard not to laugh. While Chris’ face read `I’m insulted,’ his voice was barely masking his own amusement. “I mean, he’s not wrong.” “Fuck you, Seb.” “Aww, is grandpa mad?” “Grandpa?!” “Seb…” Tom tilted his head. “That’s a little much. He’s definitely not a grandpa. Yet.” “Yet?! Fuck you two.” “You already have. Daddy.” Chris’ fake glare melted away as Tom straddled his lap, fingers stroking his chest. “Don’t be mad. Daddy. Hey!” It was Tom’s turn to be surprised as his entire body was suddenly flipped so that he was face down, his body stretched out over the bench. A hand came down, smacking his ass. “Daddy’s gonna beat that ass.” “Mmmmm…promise?” “Remember, that one just keeps going and going.” Seb checked the console and then looked back up at Chris, grinning. “Why do you think I started calling him bunny?” Another smack on the perky rear. Chris turned his attention back down. “Someone’s real good at being a bad boy.” Another smack earned a happy moan from Tom, who was already getting hard again from the spanking, the brewing dirty talk, and the lump underneath his body that was firming up, poking him in the stomach. Chris kept swatting Tom’s ass until both cheeks had turned pink, enjoying the way they shook with each slap. Tom wriggled out of his grip, sitting upright again, sinking down with a moan as the thick member entered his hole one more time. “Thought you…mmmm…said that I was going to limp off of this boat.” His voice was muffled, his mouth pressed against Chris’ neck. “God damn…working on it.” “Work harder…oof!” The air was knocked out of Tom’s lungs. As he rose his hips up and felt most of Evans’ tool slide out of his rear, the broad hands took hold of his sides and pulled him down, rapidly impaling him on the eight thick inches. “Yeah, like that.” “Fucking…insatiable…little…rabbit.” “Bunny.” “Bunny.” Chris growled, nipping his teeth at Tom’s shoulder. “Insatiable little fucking bunny.” “Fuck me, big daddy Chris.” “I am fucking you.” Tom pressed his forehead against Chris’, staring into his eyes. “FUCK me. Make me limp off this boat.” He grinned as Chris growled again in response, redoubling his efforts. His hands yanked Tom up and down by his hips, his own body thrusting up hard from below. Tom’s upper body flopped around, holding on for dear life as he was bounced up and down on Chris’ cock. “Yeah, daddy’s gonna tear up that hole.” “Promise?” Tom scratched his fingernails down Evans’ chest. Another growl. Tom reached down with one hand, the other holding tight to Chris’ shoulder for balance. He found the broad hand on his hip and pushed it down until it was on his ass, curling his fingers so that Chris was squeezing his ass. He repeated the motion with his other hand. “Squeeze me. Fuck me. Fill me up. Daddy.” “God…damn…” Chris was breaking out in a sweat, both from the day’s heat and his efforts to break this hole once and for all. “Um, guys…I can see land.” Seb squinted, a hint of caution in his voice. “Is that all you’ve got?” “Fucking…slut…” Tom’s eyes went wide, blinking with pretended surprise, his lower lip sticking out in a pout. “Is that a bad thing?” “Fuck no.” Chris moaned as Tom’s fingers found their way between his lips and he began sucking on them. “Love it. Naughty sexy little fuck bunny. Ride that dick.” His hands gave Tom’s ass one more squeeze and then were gone, crossed behind his head, waiting. Tom took hold of Chris’ chest and began riding for all he was worth, his hips moving up and down until they were nearly a blur, feeling his insides begin to burn from the pounding, moaning like a bitch in heat…partly because he *was* horny as hell and a little bit putting on a show for Chris. “Guys. I can see other boats.” The tone in Seb’s voice crept from caution to concern. “Gonna…take…me…to…Boston?” Tom’s words came out in halting gasps, breathing hard as he impaled himself with fervor on Chris’ thick meat stick. He gasped again as he was flipped once more, this time onto his back on the bench. Chris was up on his feet, slamming his dick back inside that hot hungry hole, feeding Tom’s ass the meat that it craved. “Oh, hell yeah. You’ve earned it.” Both men were grinning ear to ear. “Daddy’s sexy boy.” “Though it was…bunny…ohhhh…” Chris’ hips were swinging back and forth so quickly that Tom couldn’t even feel the individual thrusts any longer. He made a mental note to tell Zayn later – with all the dick the pair had taken together at parties, this was the first time that Tom truly understood the phrase “getting railed”. His toes curled in the air as Evans continued sawing in and out of his hole. “Hey, Chris. Tom. Boats. Lots more boats.” “Daddy’s little bunny.” “Mmmmmm.” “Can’t get enough hopping on dick.” “No sir.” “Guys. Shit. Seriously. A lot of boats. We’re getting close.” “Hell yeah we are. Right, little bunny?” “Yes daddy.” “Cum for me.” “Yes sir.” Tom’s eyebrows furrowed together as he reached down and worked his own cock. Between the slamming of his hole, knowing that they were getting close to being caught, and the intense look in Evans’ eyes, it didn’t take but a few strokes and he was gasping as he sprayed cum all over his stomach and chest. Despite having blown a few loads already that day, the fervent drilling caused a couple of shots to land on his neck and even his mouth, which hung open as he gasped for air. “Tell me what you want.” “Chris. Fuck man. I can see people on the other boats.” “Your cock.” “You’re getting that. Tell me what you *really* want.” “Your cum.” “That’s it?” Chris licked his lips, tasting sweat, his mouth curling up in a wolfish grin. He watched Tom’s features shift into a look that was half-angel and half-devil. “Breed me, big daddy Chris. Fill my guts up with that hot cum of yours. I need it inside my hole. Pleeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaase.” Tom raked his fingers down Evans’ beefy biceps, feeling them flex as Chris used them as leverage for his thrusts. “FUUUUUUUUUCK!” Chris’ eyes squeezed shut, his teeth gritting together as he tilted his head down, his balls surrendering and giving Tom his wish. His cock swelled up and jerked inside Tom’s body, painting…no, flooding his guts with everything that his nuts had to give. His broad chest rose and fell as he worked to catch his breath, slumping down to his knees, his meat sliding out of Tom’s hole. He caught sight of it as he lay down on the deck – raw, red, and gaping, his cum (and Seb’s) trickling out. Tom collapsed on the deck next to him, curling up alongside him and cuddling, cooing happily as he nuzzled his face into Evans’ arm. Seb let out a sigh of relief, seeing that the pair were finally out of sight. Checking everything on the console, he grabbed a large towel and draped it over them, covering their lower body in an attempt to make them look decent. `Well, as decent as those two are ever going to be,’ he thought, smirking as he returned to the bridge. Shaking his head, he watched as Evans retrieved their speedos, both men covering themselves back up. Rising up, Chris stretched his hand down and helped Tom get back to his feet, the slim legs shaking a bit as Tom recovered. Seb bit his lip again, amused as they made their way below deck, unsure if the slight limp in Tom’s step was real or if he was still play-acting. He decided it was the former when the guys reappeared, Chris carrying his bag and Seb’s, leaving Tom to carry his own bag. The shorter man walked like he was still gaining his sea legs. Seb decided that he actually was limping – this was too long to carry on a joke, even for Tom. “You two…” He turned to see Chris raise an eyebrow, smiling like a fox in the henhouse. “You guys are reckless.” “Like you didn’t enjoy the show.” “You almost put on a show for the other boats.” “Should charge them for that kind of entertainment.” Chris smiled ear to ear, spreading his arms out along the rail. Still glowing from the fierce fucking and orgasmic bliss, he wasn’t too concerned at the moment. Just shaking his head, but smiling, Seb turned his attention to Tom. “Want to come help steer?” “Yeah!” Tom started to stand up. Feeling a twinge deep in his guts, he blinked and sat back down. His rear end bouncing down onto the bench sent another jolt through his body, releasing the smallest of grunts. Taking a deep breath, he rose back up and made his way over, stepping gingerly across the deck. Seb moved backward, providing enough space for Tom to slide in between his body and the console, looking over his shoulder to point out the buttons and switches to hit. Chris leaned back, taking in the sun’s rays and the sight of his two friends immersed together in the workings of the boat. “Hey, bunny.” He smiled as Tom looked up, an excited expression as he punched another button to control the boat. “What’re you up to the next few days?” “Nothing. Was going to fly back home tomorrow, get some R&R before filming.” “Want to change your flight, stay a few days here?” Tom looked back and forth between the two men. “Are you sure?” “Good point. Seb, you tired of Tom yet…yeah, nevermind. He’s good.” He laughed at the look Seb shot in his direction. “Could be fun. We’ve got a hotel, staying another week. You’re free to…” “Yeah!” He couldn’t help but grin at Tom’s enthusiasm. “There’s a catch.” Toms’ eyebrows knitted together in that cute little confused expression that Chris loved to get out of him. “There’s only one bed. You okay with that?” “I think that’ll be okay. Does the air conditioner work?” Tom tilted his head to the side, his eyebrow rising up with a cocky look. “Hell if I know. Can turn on the heater though.” He watched as Tom’s eyes darted down to his crotch and back up. “Oh, that too.” He grabbed his crotch to help make his point. “Maybe he’ll limp out of the hotel too. Ow!” Seb laughed as Tom elbowed him in the ribs. “I’m not limping.” “Bullshit.” “Okay, I *won’t* be limping.” “We’re almost at shore. In…” Seb leaned over, looking at the GPS monitor. “…ten minutes.” “Yeah, that’ll be enough time.” Chris leaned his head back, roaring with laughter. “I believe him. Maybe we should put him on the plane instead, keep the room to ourselves. He’s going to wear us out.” “Us? Maybe you, *grandpa* Chris.” “Seb…” “Hmmm?” “I hate you.” “No you don’t.” “Yes he does.” Seb chuckled as Tom interjected himself into their back-and-forth banter. “Oh, he does?” “Mmmhmm. But, there’s no fuck like an angry fuck.” “Oooh, that’s a good point.” Seb looked back up at Chris. “Hey grandpa, how much do you hate me?” “One, it’s *daddy*, not grandpa. And only for him. It’s weird if you call me daddy.” “Okay…daddy.” “Quit that. And two, why don’t you come find out?” Chris leaned back, squeezing his crotch again. “Okay, daddy.” “That’s it.” Chris stood up, taking hold of his bag as he saw them nearing the dock. “You’re not going to Boston with me and kiddo.” “Yes I am.” Seb helped Tom lower the throttle, watching as the younger man guided them into the correct docking spot. “No, you’re not.” Seb picked up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder, following Chris down the ramp. “Yes, I am.” “Nope.” “Fuck you Evans.” “Maybe later, if you’re lucky. And behave.” “Hey, guys! Wait up.” Tom checked the console one more time, seeing everything appeared to be in order. Grabbing the strap of his bag, he scampered down the ramp, catching up to the other two. Passing them up, he jogged towards the marina office. Chris watched the younger man take off, then turned towards Seb. “Wait, wasn’t he limping earlier?” “Ten minutes ago.” “Fuck…” “Maybe later. If you’re lucky.” Seb laughed as Chris shoved his shoulder. The pair continued laughing as they made their way along the pier, relaxed and content from a week of good company, good weather, and great memories. ~ THE END…? ~ Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the story, have feedback or want to share ideas, would love to hear from you. red.cheshire.writer@ Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: bly If you’re interested in other stories I’ve written: “Suckered by a Jonas Brother” (sexual adventures of Nick & Joe Jonas) https://www.//gay/celebrity/suckered-by-a-jonas-brother/ “More Than Once Upon A Time” series (series based on the “Once Upon A Time” television series) fty//gay/celebrity/more-than-once-upon-a-time/ “On The Set of Neighbors” (Zac Efron & Dave Franco have fun – based on the 2014 films “Neighbors” and “Neighbors 2”) fty//gay/celebrity/on-the-set-of-neighbors “Exploring Kirk’s Frontiers” (based on the 2009 “Star Trek” universe) https://www.//gay/celebrity/exploring-kirks-frontiers “The College Bet” fty//gay/college/the-college-bet

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