Date: Wed, 12 May 2010 19:01:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: AD
Subject: Indiana Jones and the Garden of Eden 7

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Thanks to everyone who's written. I probably wouldn't have finished writing
this if it wasn't for those emails asking when the story would be updated,
and I hope you've enjoyed this adventure-porn story. One last thing before
we get to the final part, and apologies if you find it preachy....but not
only is this fantasy, but it also takes place in the late 50s and as such
no characters engage in safe sex practices. In the real world, in current
times, there can be serious consequences for such actions, and please in no
way take this story as an endorsement of those risks. Be safe,
always. Sorry for the interruption.. and on with the show....


Indiana Jones and the Garden of Eden: Part 7

Geistlangor was surrounded. He alone was all that was left of the Russian
forces. All had been turned by the Mendayu, and now helped lay siege to the
hill that he stood on, preventing his escape.  Even the hulkish
Geistlangor, would not be able to fight off all the Mendayu if they rushed
him at once. But he held them at bay... not due to any act of force, but
because the madman was fiendishly clever. He had donned a flamethrower (the
only article of clothing he wore), and threatened to torch the Tree of Life
if anyone set foot on the hill or raised a weapon.  None dared to act. Not
only could they not risk any harm coming to their Holy Tree, but they knew
their lives were bound to its fate as well. It was the Tree of Life that
had kept the Mendayu alive throughout the ages. It was a stale mate.

But eventually Geistlangor would tire, and they could conquer him without
any more deaths.  They could wait him out. And Geistlangor knew this. The
blonde hunk was not accustomed to fear, and the sweat that covered his body
was not due to exertion. When the doctor was about to give up hope for
escape, suddenly in unison, the tribal warriors dropped to their knees in
supplication. Astonished at first, Geistlangor then grinned knowingly and
let out a terrible laugh.  The sound echoed through out the canyon. Eden
was now his. Geistlangor ordered the men around him (both Mendayu and
Soviet) to quickly attach the final cables to the Tree of Life.  Nothing
would stop his mission now.  Then Geistlangor turned and waited for his
final guests to arrive.

Hand in hand, two naked teenage boys walked through a wondrous garden, in
the bright morning sun. A kaleidoscope of color and life surrounded the two
lovers. The grass felt soft on their feet, and the air felt fresh on their
bodies. Their faces were serene. They were happy. They strolled through the
Garden of Eden, heading towards their destination without saying a
word. Indiana Jones and Mutt finally came to the grassy knoll at the center
of the garden, the source of all this conflict. He was waiting for
them. They knelt together, and looked up at their God.

Geistlangor grinned down cruelly, and loudly commanded, "Suck." The German
doctor cockslapped his obedient slaves, before roughly shoving his schlong
deep into their throats, one after the other. Grasping onto the back of
their heads, the Ubermensch bore his dick into the warm mouths of the two
boys. He brought their heads together into a lusty kiss with his cock
in-between. Their tongues dueled to lick every inch of their Master's
manhood. Geistlangor groaned in pleasure. He had won. Nothing could stop
him now. He had conquered Eden and his opponents. He had enslaved Father
and Son and they were now worshiping his body. The Doctor lifted Mutt off
the ground and held him aloft in front of him. The young Indiana took this
opportunity to fully engulf Geistlangor's rod with his mouth, and took it
deep down his throat.

"You caused me much trouble, young one. Almost destroyed all of my
plans. What do you have to say for yourself," said Geistlangor to Mutt.

"I'm sorry Sir. I..." replied Mutt in shame before being cut off.

"Sorry is not good enough, boy. You will have to be punished for your
transgressions," proclaimed the mad doctor.

Rotating Mutt to face away from him, Geistlangor slowly brought the boy's
ass down on his cock. Mutt's eyes rolled up into his head as he felt the
Nazi spear penetrating his behind. The mammoth dick tunneled into him and
the boy couldn't help but to let out a cry of pleasure.

"Oh yes... YES!" Mutt moaned as his bum was roughly fucked. Geistlangor was
holding Mutt by his shoulders and bouncing him down upon his rod. The boy
could feel every inch of the dick as it pummeled his insides into
submission.

"Shut your son up," ordered the master of Eden, "his moans annoy me."

 Indiana Jones stood from his kneeling position and brought his boycock to
Mutt's slobbering mouth. The short lived ruler of the Mendayu was now
suspended horizontally in the air between the two cocks fucking
him. Indiana Jones looked down lovingly at his son's face implanted firmly
at his crotch and stroked it gently with his hand. He had never known his
son while the kid was growing up, and only meeting Mutt after he had
practically become an adult, they had never been able to get all that
close. That is until now. Granted, not in the way that Indiana Jones had
ever expected, but if this was the way things were to be, it could be
worse. He and his son were united in body and mind in their service to
Geistlangor, and would be sharing everything.

Distracted by his silent reverie, the young Indiana Jones did not notice
that his orgasm was approaching until it was too late. His eyes squeezed
shut as he unloaded his juice into Mutt's suckling mouth. Mutt's eyes
smiled up at his young looking father, happy to have brought him pleasure.

"I have a special job for you, oh great archeologist. Go to the Tree of
Knowledge, and break off a tiny branch of it for me," said Geistlangor as
he lowered Mutt to the ground, still embedded on his dick. The Nazi began
to do pushups into the boy, as Indiana Jones walked way to do his master's
bidding.

The small Tree of Knowledge had also been unearthed, and its roots had been
bundled into a small cloth bag. It sat next to the other pillaged goods of
Eden, ready to be hoisted out of the valley. As Jones approached it he once
again began to feel overcome with desire. Focusing his will, Indiana
snapped off a twig. Everywhere his finger's touched the wood felt on fire,
but without pain.  When Indiana returned with his prize, he found
Geistlangor sitting on a chair, with Mutt draped across his knees, his
smooth white ass presented to the sky. Grabbing the twig out of his slave's
hand, Geistlangor began talking to Mutt.

"Now... for your punishment, boy," said Geistlangor has he raised the
branch high like a switch.  The twig whistled as it was pulled through the
air, and let out a loud crack as it connected with Mutt's bum. The boy
screamed as concentrated pain erupted from his ass followed by the most
intense pleasure he'd ever known. Mutt was astounded as he felt himself
orgasm, and shot his boyload onto the ground between Geistlangor's
feet. Daffodil's sprouted. In fact every time Geistlangor brought down the
switch, Mutt's dick let out a single spurt of his seed. Geistlangor's eyes
seemed crazed as he enjoyed the power he had over the boy. Over and over
again he whipped Mutt's ass with the twig from the Tree of Knowledge,
punishing the lad for daring to challenge his might. Soon the sweet white
boybum was glowing bright red, and Mutt's face was clenched in sobs. Too
much pain, too much pleasure... it was overloading the boy's senses.
Indiana Jones could only watch as his son was exquisitely tortured. His
hands were clenched into a fist, unable to act to stop the punishment.

Seeing the father's distress, Geistlangor laughed, "You don't like what I'm
doing... do you pet?"

"No... no sir," responded Indiana.

"Well then you certainly aren't going to approve of whats going to happen
next," repled Geistlangor. His cruel grin sent a shiver down Indiana's
spine.

Geistlangor turned Mutt to be facing upwards, and had the boy hold his feet
back behind his ears.  The blonde musclehunk Nazi doctor supervillain
positioned the twig at the entrance to Mutt's boypussy, and slowly began to
push it in. Mutt who had momentarily come down from his delirium was now
skyrocketed to even a further plane of existence. One of only pleasure. He
was being fucked by the Tree of Knowledge, the very source of Man's
intellect and sexuality. There were limits to human endurance, and Mutt was
fast approaching that level. His body quaked as waves of neverending orgasm
flowed through him. Mutt's balls had however long since run dry, and his
boycock was left to only squirt air.

"I can only imagine the ecstasy your son must be feeling," said
Geistlangor. "But thats probably for the best. Your boy seems close to
breaking, doesn't he?" Geistlangor was twisting and rotating the Tree of
Knowlege branch mercilessly inside Mutt, not giving him a single second of
reprieve.

"Yes, sir.. please stop," pleaded the young explorer.

"Oh.. I'll stop Indiana Jones... but not until his mind is ravaged. Not
until I've raped his brain with the power of Eden, and all that's left is a
quivering mass of flesh. A slave to be used by the Red Army and their fool
leader Stalin. You see, you and I will be taking the Tree of Life to
Berlin...  and I'm sorry to say that you won't be seeing your son again. Or
what's left of him at least."  Geistlangor laugh was deep and evil, and it
would have continued on for sometime if had not been interrupted.  "No."

Geistlangor looked up shocked, and for once pausing his relentless assault
on Mutt's asshole.

"What? WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?" bellowed the mighty doctor.

The young Indiana Jones responded with a punch to the doctor's face. A
swing that caught Geistlangor and even himself off guard. Unfortunately
Indiana Jones did not have the strength of his former self, and the punch's
only affect was a trickle of blood from the side of Geistlangor's mouth.

Geistlangor's face was an image of rage as he tossed Mutt from his lap, the
twig still imbedded to its hilt in the boy's hole. The infuriated hulk
towered over the youthful Indiana Jones, who had not backed away.

"At long last you are living up to your reputation Dr. Jones. Pity. We
could have had such fun," lamented Geistlangor. And then the doctor, with a
swiftness matched only by his strength, punched Indiana Jones in
return. The young man flew backwards and landed in a heap on the soft
grass.

"I win," laughed the evil adonis as he approached the crumpled boy. Indiana
tried to get up, but he still wasn't the master of himself. While he had
for one instance challenged the authority of Geistlangor, he still had to
fight to maintain his own will. With a colossal kick of his muscled leg,
Geistlangor launched Indiana into the air again. The boy's wind was knocked
out of him as he landed with thud on his back..

"You can't defeat me, Dr. Jones. You can't even fight me. I still own you
boy. You are my property. And now I choose to dispose of it," said
Geistlangor as he kneeled at Indiana's side.  Through blurred vision,
Indiana saw a fist rise above his head, blocking out the sun far above.
Geistlangor relished this moment as he prepared for one last punch to end
it all.

But then a great rumble echoed throughout the valley, as if the very Earth
itself was displeased with Geistlangor's actions. An earthquake that didn't
end rocked Eden. The giant stone penis in Eden's entryway erupted. Lava
exploded from the massive rock cock and flooded the entry cavern.  From his
vantage on the hill, Geistlangor saw a man dart from cavern's exit into
Eden, fleeing as fast as he could. Behind him a torrent of molten rock was
hot on his heels. It was Phillip Codsworth! His and Mutt's plan had
succeeded. Eden was self destructing.

"WHAT... WHAT IS THIS? WHAT IS GOING ON?" screamed the Nazi doctor. But no
one answered.

The wave of lava flowing from the cavern started to burn through the
garden. The first victim was a pear tree. Fire licked up its trunk as it
became engulfed in flame. Its deep red pears exploded in the heat, as the
entire tree was destroyed.

Geistlangor, still shocked, looked down at his would be victim. Indiana
Jones, now free from Eden's mind control, winked at the Nazi before kicking
him in the junk. Geistlangor howled in pain as he rolled over. Indiana
leaped to his feet and hobbled as well as he could to his son's side.  He
gently removed the Twig of Knowledge from Mutt's bum, and coddled the boy
in his arms.

"Come on boy. Come back to me. We Jones's are tough. Come on son! Its going
to be ok," pleaded Indiana.

"LIKE HELL IT IS!" yelled Geistlangor, recovered. "HURRY, RAISE THE TREE OF
LIFE!  GET IT OUT OF HERE!" But Geistlangor's men were not following his
orders anymore.  Startled at being free from Eden's power, the red army
fled in terror from the oncoming magma.  The lucky ones clambered up their
cables, climbing the cliff walls to safety. The unlucky ones were caught in
the lava, their dying screamed echoed throughout the canyon.  The Mendayu
warriors were now free as well. Many had been under the thrall of Eden for
centuries, and were astounded at their sudden condition. Quickly
recovering, they too began to flee their once sacred valley. Finding their
iron claws, they also began to climb the quartz cliffs.

Flames replaced foliage, as everything in sight began to burn. The quartz
walls reflected the destruction, as red fire replaced verdant life. The
once beautifully serene valley had become a living hell.

Mutt slowly opened his eyes to see a face he now clearly recognized as
being his father's. While it might be younger than the one he was used to,
the same love showed through.

"Hey Dad... what's up?" smiled Mutt.

Indy responded with tears of happiness. But the moment did not last long.

"YOU HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING. ALL MY PLANS. YOU WILL PAY!" yelled
Geistlangor has he picked up a nearby machete. The brute began lumbering
towards the father and son pair, hellbent on a slaughter. However he was
not able to get close. A giant shape rushed the Nazi and knocked him
aside. The sword flew from his grasp and twirled into the encroaching lava.
It was the Mendayu Chieftain! He fists were a blur as he pummeled the dazed
Geistlangor.

Indiana helped Mutt to his feet, using the distraction to try and escape,
but quickly despaired. The hill in the center of the valley, was already
surrounded by magma. They were cut off from escape!

"Hey, you, big guy! Get my son out of here... I'll deal with our friend
here," yelled Indy. The chieftain paused for a moment, unsure if he should
heed the request. But he too saw the situation was rapidly deteriorating,
and it was now or never to escape. The chieftain gave Geistlangor one last
sucker punch to the gut that doubled him over. The large African lifted
Mutt gently onto his back, and Mutt hung on around his neck.

"Here, take this, don't drop it! If this little tree goes up in smoke,
mankind is going to get real dumb, real fast," said Indiana handing the
Tree of Knowledge to Mutt.  "Wait NO. What about you?" exclaimed Mutt to
his father.

"For once Mutt, just trust me," said Indiana, making use of his trademark
grin.

Mutt stared intently at his Dad, before relenting. "Ok. I'll see you up
top. Promise?"

"Promise. Now get going!" answered Indiana Jones

And with that the chieftain built up a run, and made a terrifying leap over
the river of molten rock, landing safely on the side. Mutt got one last
look at his teenage father, standing alone on the hill.  Behind him, the
Tree of Life was suspended sideways barely above the ground. In front of
Indiana, an orange red stream of lava surrounded the hill. Mutt had a
terrifying thought, that this might be the last time he saw his father.

Indiana Jones climbed onto the branches of the Tree of Life, its white
apples shaking from his weight. He grabbed onto the main support cable that
ran high up overhead, and began to slowly shimmy upwards. His goal was to
climb up the cable to escape Eden. But it was a goal not to be.

Indiana felt a firm grasp on his left ankle, and looked down to see
Geistlangor. The German villain yanked the boy, and threw him down to the
earth below. Indiana Jones saw the ground come up to meet him, before the
impact stunned him. Geistlangor leaped down with the agility of a panther.

"You have not defeated me, explorer. The valley might be destroyed, but I
still have what I came for. I will take the Tree of Life back to Germany,
and my fuhrer will rise again. The world will tremble before the might of
our immortal army!"

Geistlangor scooped up the dazed boy, and pushed his cock into Indiana's
ass. That startled Jones into awareness, but all he could do was struggle
uselessly. Geistlangor had him trapped in a bear hug, as the doctor's hips
bucked rapidly.

"I will claim what's mine one last time, Dr. Jones, before I make this
place your fiery tomb," yelled Geistlangor. He had to shout to be heard
over the fury of their surroundings. Eden was aflame. The sound of tree's
exploding rang through the valley. The two enemies were illuminated in red
from the heat of the lava.  Indiana could only see fire before him, as he
was fucked aloft by Geistlangor. The pair stood feet above the rising tide
of magma, as their hill began to be swallowed by the lava. The Nazi pulled
the boy's head back and bit his ear, whispering his obscene plans to his
enemy.

"I think I've changed my mind. After I toss you into the fire, I think I
will keep your son as my own. Its only right don't you think? The man that
killed his father, should really take his place. I will fuck his sweet boy
hole for eternity!"

Indiana once again found himself turned on against his will. His boycock
was dripping precum, as he bounced up and down on the cruel doctor's
schlong. He knew he had to think of something if he was to survive, but it
was so hard to concentrate. Indiana moaned like a whore as Geistlangor's
cock continued to burrow into him unabated. He was so hot. The lava was
getting so close that both of them were covered in sweat from the heat. The
Tree of Life swayed in the wind behind them as it hung from the cables. The
eruption had turned the valley into an inferno, and the hot air was
billowing upwards. Ash swirled all around them. The Tree of Life jerked
suddenly, and then began to rise.

"Time for me to ascend to my destiny, and you to fall to your
doom.. Dr. Jones."

The naked Ubermensch hoisted himself onto the trunk of the tree, with
Indiana still impaled on his dick. Geistlangor stood triumphantly on the
sideways Ttree of Life as it began to rise. Far above, a soviet helicopter
hovered in the sky, as it lifted the precious Tree of Life out of the fiery
trench.  Below them, the hill finally was enveloped by the lava. Most of
Eden was now covered in magma.  Geistlangor fucked on. He used one hand to
grab a branch to steady himself, while his other jerked Indiana's prick,
and his hips continued to pummel fuck the boy onto his thick weapon.

"I will make you cum, Indiana Jones. You face your own death, and you can't
even control your dick. How embarrassing for you."

Indiana Jones cried out. It was true. His body was betraying him, and he
knew that as soon as he orgasmed, the doctor would hurl him into the lava
below. But still he could not control his dick.

The Tree of Life was suspended hundreds of feet above the lava, and rising
still. It spun slowly, buffeted by the rising steam. On its horizontal
trunk stood a colossal man. The hunk's torso was nearly as wide as the tree
itself, and his flexing muscles were highlighted garishly from the fire
light below. His mouth was open in a sneer, and his eyes resonated a
profound evil. In front of him facing outward was a teenage boy, barely an
adult. The boy was as thin as a twig, and his hair was disheveled. He
looked exhausted and beaten. His hole was fluttering open and closed as the
hulk behind him's cock thrusted into it. The boy's eyes were closed in
intense concentration, trying to will his impending orgasm back.

Geistlangor roared as his manmeat erupted inside the boy, filling him with
his seed. It was enough to make the boy lose control. Indiana Jones' eyes
burst open as he felt his boybatter explode out of his cock. The white jets
of semen flew into the air, and then tumbled down below, evaporating in the
heat before they reached the lava on the ground.

"Goodbye Dr. Jones."

Geistlangor raised the teenager off his cock and unceremoniously dropped
him off the side of the Tree of Life. Geistlangor turned his eyes upwards,
the rim of the canyon was near. He glanced below, hoping he did not miss
his enemies inglorious end. But his view was obstructed by the haze of
smoke.

The Tree of Life was above the canyon now, in open air. Geistlangor looked
down and saw Mutt and the Chieftain standing at the rim's edge.

"I'm afraid your father, couldn't make it boy."

Mutt just pointed. Gesturing for Geistlangor to look behind him.
Geistlangor glanced over his shoulder, to see Indiana Jones lounging
leisurely on the Tree of Life, munching on a white apple, with a golden
stem.

Geistlangor had not seen the resourceful explorer grasp an extending branch
by one hand, saving himself from tumbling into the lava.

"WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO KILL YOU!?"

"Apparently more than you've got," grinned the youthful Indiana Jones.

"You can not stop me now. I have the Tree of Life, and you are just a
weakling child."

Indiana Jones shrugged, and stepped up to face his nemesis. He was used to
being against the odds.

"What are you going to do? I am the might of the Nazi dream. I am power
incarnate! Take your best shot," taunted Geistlangor. He was not afraid of
the teenage boy.

Indiana Jones pulled his right fist back. If he was being given a clean
shot, he wouldn't waste it.  The boy's small fist began to sail through the
air, aimed at the mad doctor's head.

Down below, at the furthest edge of the valley, one last tree remained
unharmed. A tall tree bearing bunches of bright pink bananas. It did not
remain safe for much longer. A tidal wave of liquid rock engulfed Eden's
final treasure, vaporizing it in an instant.

Up above, Geistlangor watched in seemingly slow motion as the boy's weak
fist was thrown at him. But then it started to change. It grew bigger, the
skin grew darker. Dark hair sprouted on top of hard muscle. And then
Geistlangor felt himself start to change too. He felt himself grow weaker,
as his strength melted from his bones. His mouth let out a silent cry as
his body aged rapidly. Geistlangor saw the face of Indiana Jones; his true,
older face, before a man's fist connected into his own withered
head. Geistlangor's decrepit body flew out into open space from the force
of the punch. His ancient form twisted and flailed as it fell into the
chasm below, and he let out a horrified scream as he plummeted into the
lava below. Thus ended Geistlangor.

Indiana Jones looked down at his son nearby and yelled...

"NO TICKET!"

"What the fuck does that mean?" responded Mutt.

His dad didn't bother to answer. It didn't matter. Indiana Jones beamed
triumphantly. He was himself again. And he had saved the day.

"Meet me at the village son!" called the explorer has he quickly shimmied
up the cable to the helicopter above. It was good to be himself again.


Epilogue:

In the center of the Mendayu arena, sat a great and beautiful tree. Its
white apples reflected the sun, and they seemed as if made of pure
light. Below it, in its shade grew a smaller version. This tiny replica
bore a single red apple.

"Are you sure you won't come back with us?" queried Mutt. The teenager
still had no clothes to wear.

"I rather think there is no place for me in your world any more," responded
Philip Codsworth.  "Besides, this place really isn't so bad."

The naked Englishman stood next to the equally naked Chieftain. Philip's
arm was wrapped around the dark man's waist. In broken English the
Chieftain spoke.

"We .. will.. keep... trees... safe..."

"Good to hear," laughed Indiana Jones, as he playfully punched the Mendayu
leader's thick shoulder. "Well, I think its time for us to go Mutt. Our
soviet friend will surely be able to give us a ride back to civilization."
The explorer gestured to the tied up helicopter pilot nearby.

"Well Dad... I was actually wondering. The Mendayu have asked us to stay
and celebrate tonight.  Can we?" asked Mutt.

"And what kind of celebration is this?" asked his father hesitantly.

Mutt's entire body turned deep red in embarrassment. The chieftain clapped
a large hand on the youth's shoulder and said, "A Mendayu celebration."

"Oh, alright. But don't tell your Mother. Actually you know, its best if
you don't tell your mother about any of this. You kids go have fun now."

"You aren't interested in joining the party?" asked Mutt sheepishly.

"I've had enough fun for one adventure. I think I'm just going to hit the
sack, you guys go enjoy yourselves."

The chieftain picked up the American teenager, and hoisted him to sit on
his shoulders. The three of them walked back toward the village, already
sporting boners at the thought of the orgy celebration.

Indiana Jones mosied towards the Tree of Life, and slumped down against
it. The explorer was as well still lacking in any clothes. He looked up at
the stars that twinkled through the branches. It was a warm night in the
savannah. He closed his eyes and thought about all the events that had
recently transpired, and couldn't help but get an erection of his own.  (It
might also have had to do with his proximity to the Tree of Knowledge.)

"Oh what the hell," said Indiana Jones to himself, picking himself off the
ground. He made his way toward the village.

The End.