Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2020 11:55:20 +0000 From: Embolisha Subject: Incubus 5 For a second the frozen tableau held. Marty with cum leaking out of his stretched hole was twisted around staring at his dad with a look of shocked surprise on his face. The man in the doorway was a red head like his son. His auburn hair was cropped short to his head with just a little length on the top to ruffle up. A handsome face graced with a a stubbly short red fuzz made him very sexy. Not a large man but his frame held some muscles that flexed with anger as he readied himself to launch across the room. "Dad, wait. It's not what you think." The red head boy shouted with his husky teen voice. This was enough to bring the man up short. "Not what I think. Marty, Lou is fucking you, it is exactly what I think. Oh geez Lou I am gunna fuck you up you son of a bitch." With that he began to barge forward only to stop mid track again. This time his expression changed from rage to puzzlement and then relaxed into one of complete calm. On the couch Roger had pulled out of Pete and placed himself in front of his son to protect him from the enraged man. Next to them Lou who was only just now back in charge of his own body realised that he still had his cock up his mates, kid's arse and using his strong arms, lifted him bodily off his deflating member. "Oh Marty, Steve, I am so sorry. I don't know what happened. Oh fuck." Marty stood up on wobbly legs and moved towards his dad. "Maygog?" He said with a querying whispered tone and the red headed man nodded slightly with a small smile, half winking at the now very relieved boy. "Lou. You just fucked my kid. I reckon that means we got some business together. I know your wife is away on a trip, so we are gonna go to your house right now. Oh and you two guilty looking mother fuckers," he indicated Roger and Pete, "I bet you had a taste of my boy as well, so you are coming along for the ride." "But my wife and daughter are out there somewhere waiting for us right now. We have already been gone too long." Just then an insistent buzzing could be heard from a pair of discarded khaki shorts that were lying on the office floor. "Answer it." Steve commanded pointing to Pete. "But what do I say?" "You say that you found a friend from the boat and they needed your help cause their dad was sick. So you and your dad are driving them to the hospital. Nice panties by the way." Pete got up and went to retrieve his cell phone from the discarded pocket and then brought it to his ear. "Hi mom.... No don't worry we are fine. Dad is helping out a friend of mine. It was sort of an emergency..... yeah sorry we forgot to call... No all good. Dad asked if you guys could get a taxi home.....Ok no worries. Love you too." And with that he hung up the phone turning to look at the three men and one boy in the office. "Right." Steve said. "Get your clothes on you lot, and Lou, I am sending Roger here with you, while I take the two boys with me. Don't fuck with me man." He added as Lou looked about to step in and say something. The swarthy Italian man lowered his eyes and nodded his head. "Just wanted to say that Axel is at home at my place at the moment. Just thought you should know." "Oh I know. We will meet you two there. Ready boys?" The two lads had quickly retrieved their gear and were still pulling up their shorts as Steven opened the office door and pointed to the elevators at the end of the corridor. "Go push that button Marty while I have a word with those fuckers." Marty smiled as he pushed past his captive daddy and was quickly followed by Pete as the two boys raced down the hallway. "Right. It will take you arseholes a few minutes to get your clothes on and then Lou here has to sign off shift, so that will give me a ten minute or so start on you both. If you don't show up at your house Lou, exactly 10 minutes after I do, I will take both these boys to the hospital and show which ever doctor I can, their cum filled arses. Got it." Both men nodded, their faces ashen and finally released like hypnotised prey, they set about getting dressed as the Steven turned and left the room. "Fuck, what the hell happened. I have never done that before." Lou raked his hand across his face. "Never thought of it before, then all of a sudden I had this thing inside me controlling me, and...... oh my god, I just fucked my son's best friend." Roger had finished dressing and was looking at Lou with a worried expression. "You don't think he will hurt my son do you?" "Before today I would have said that he wouldn't hurt a fly, but after what we just did,,,, who knows." The two men burst from the office into an empty corridor and Lou motioned for Roger to stay by the elevator as he went to sign off from his work shift. Roger stood there looking sick as the minutes ticked by, occasionally getting a look from immigration staff as they went about their work. "Why are you standing there sir?" A voice made him start and he turned to look at an elderly man with a captain's badge on his uniform. His face set into a puzzled expression. "This is not a public area." Roger took a step back wards, "Ummm, just waiting for Lou." "Which Lou? We have several who work here." Roger was about to panic as he realised that he did not know Lou's last name. In his mind visions of him being arrested and thrown into prison began to swirl in spiralling patterns along with the realisation that he did not know where his son was even going. "Hey boss, sorry just asked Roger here to wait for me by the lifts. Hope that is ok." "Oh Lou ok. No problem." The captain turned as he spotted his officer hurrying back towards the pair. He stepped towards Lou looking him in the eye. "Your friend ok? Looked about to throw up. Matter of fact you don't look so good yourself." "Ahh no. Bit of a stomach bug I think. Just signed off early to go to the doc's ok." With a nod and a wave the captain left the two heavily breathing men as they turned to push the call button on the elevator. "Fuck. Just about shat myself then." Lou almost smiled in shared sympathy and they entered the lift. In the parking garage the two climbed into Lou's pickup and as the engine roared to life, Lou growled in his low voice. "Hold on, this is gonna be a fast trip." The red vehicle left the parking garage and sped off into the street heading towards the suburbs of the busy city. Lou looked quickly to Roger who was holding tightly to the hand rest. "So how long you been fucking your kid?" He asked with a hint of menace in his voice. Roger swallowed and leaned into a particularly rapid corner. "It started about a week ago when we were on the cruise ship. One day Pete just seemed to go crazy and before I knew it he was on his back with his butt in the air begging me to fuck him. I too have never done anything like this before." "Hmmmph." The burly man grunted as he pulled up at a red light. "Sure looked like you knew what you were doing back there. Your boy like to wear those girly pants or what.?" "Well I would have said no, but he asked me for them only yesterday. How could I say deny him. Did you not see his arse in them." He grinned when Lou looked at him with a guilty expression. "Yep I saw you looking. And you also knew your way around those boy's bits too huh." No answer came as the lights turned green and Lou's foot hit the pedal shooting the utility down the path to his house. About five minutes later the car pulled up in front of a two story weatherboard with a neat garden out the front. In the driveway Lou could see that his friend Steven had already arrived and parked out front. "Let me handle this ok. I know Steve pretty well. We just have to talk him down a bit. At least he didn't pull a gun on us or call the cops." The two men walked to the front door and gingerly pushed it open before walking into the entry hall. Silence greeted them. It appeared that the house was deserted. The two men quickly checked the ground floor before racing up the stairs and entering each bedroom. Still nothing. Roger gave Lou a puzzled look and said, "Anywhere else they could be?" For a moment nothing, and then Lou set off down stairs again with Roger trailing behind. When he reached the ground floor he turned to a door beside the stairs and opened it to reveal a staircase leading into the basement. The two men slowly began to descend noticing that the lights were burning bright below them. As they turned the final corner they both stopped with a gasp. The room was long and filled with gym equipment that kept Lou in the shape he was in. Part way down the room, a metal frame used for chin ups could be seen. What was unusual about it was that there were three 13 year old boys tied to the crossbar. Their arms up stretched with soft white rope wrapped around each wrist. Two of the boys looked calm and unconcerned but the third one was clearly nervous and very puzzled by the turn of events. Lou's son, Axel looked at his dad with wide eyes. The boy was clearly a chip off the old block, with his curly black full head of hair, and his finely chiseled northern Mediterranean features. The Beautiful clear skin of his throat moved with a clearly visible pulse as he gasped. "Dad, what the hell is going on. Mr Harris and Marty showed about 15 minutes ago and said you told them to get some things ready for you. Is this really what you wanted?" Lou took a step forward and raised his hand towards his son. "Ax, I am so sorry buddy. I didn't mean for this to happen." "Oh ok. Well untie me then." The boy looked hopefully up at his father who took another step forward. "Hold on a minute there Lou. You know why where here don't you?" The swarthy Italian stopped in his tracks and waited while his son's face fell into a frown. Steve moved to stand behind Marty as he began to speak. "Ax, your daddy here did something he shouldn't have done. He took what didn't belong to him. It was something that belonged to me and I didn't want him to take it first. Do you see?" The boy had swung himself around to look at his friends dad as he was speaking. "I guess Mr Harris. He shouldn't have taken something that belonged to you without asking first, but can't he just give it back? Then we can go back to normal." "Well you see he took something that he can't give back in the normal way." A clearly baffled boy nodded his curly head as if he understood the words he was hearing. "So what can he do to make it better?" "Well he can give me something that belongs to him. Something that is precious." The boy stops and thinks for a bit. "Oh ok. That sounds fair. Right dad?" He looks to his father and is momentarily cowed by the expression on his face. "So what will it take?" Steve reaches around Marty's front and undoes the catch to his shorts, letting them fall to the floor. The boy wriggles his hips as his daddies hands feel down his sides and cup his firm but full buttocks. "You see Axel." He turns Marty back towards his friend and pulls down his underwear, before pulling the boy's arse cheeks apart to expose his puffy, perfect, pussy. "Your daddy fucked this little cunt, so now I am going to have to fuck yours. Ok?" The boy froze, his face contorted in shock. "Wait. No, dad wouldn't do that. It must be a mistake." He looked to Lou who hung his head. "Dad. You actually fucked my best friend?" As he was saying this Steve had removed his pants and was gripping his 8 inch cock in his hand. The shaft seemed to appear from within a forest of red pubes, but it was an impressive sight none the less. "Lou. You and Rog make yourselves comfortable over there." He waived towards a couch in the corner. " Oh and take your clothes off now. No sense having them on in here." He smirked at the two men. Lou looked as if he was about to break but a frown from Steve brought him up short. The two men moved to the couch and disrobed. It wasn't until they turned and sat in the seats that the boy's could see the two men sported massive erections. "You see boy's. This turns those two fuckers on. Ax, yer dad is pervert if there ever was one. He is gonna watch me fuck you and he is gonna love it." The boy began to twist on the ropes holding him captive. "Please Mr Harris. You don't have to do this. I can make it up somehow. Maybe I can mow your lawns for a year?" Steve stepped behind the twisting boy and placed a hand on each side of his basketball shorts. Slowly he pulled them down revealing a boy wearing no underwear. His round high butt jiggled appealing as it popped into view before the boy tried to twist away, this only revealed his beautiful well developed little cock and balls. A few small wisps of black hair sat on his pud, but otherwise he was hairless. "Mmmm." Steve hummed as he slowly traced the boy's stomach, before placing one finger below his well formed balls and pushing them upwards. "Nice Ax. I'm gonna enjoy this. But first I want you to see what you are gonna get." Quickly he moved to Pete and untied the ropes holding him in place. The boy rubbed his wrists but looked at the man expectantly. "You wanna get that cock in your mouth?" The man said and was immediately favoured with a grin from the all American boy. Without further instructions the boy knelt down directly in front of Axel and waited for him to calm. Axel was sure he didn't want to get fucked, but the continually horny teen was not sure a blow job would be all that bad. He calmed down, eyeing the kneeling boy before him who without waiting leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Axel's boyhood. Almost it was as if a stun gun had been used on the boy as all movement ceased, except for the slight buckle of his little hips into the waiting mouth. "Mmmhhgggmm. Fuck." Came bursting from his lips as his beautiful eyes closed in ecstasy. In no time Pete had an erect cock to suck on happily and the boy did not disappoint. "Hey Ax." A soft voice impinged itself on his consciousness. The boy opened his eyes and look to his left. With a gasp he tried to make sense of what he was seeing. Beside him his buddy was standing bent from the waist, his hands tied above his head, his legs spread in a V. This wasn't what made the tied boy gasp, it was the fact that his friend was smiling at him while he jerked back and forth in time to the thrusts his daddy was making in and out of his butt hole. On the couch, Roger was openly jerking his cock while Lou was still trying to appear as if this whole thing didn't turn him on. It was then that Roger reached across and wrapped his hand around Lou's hard shaft and began to squeeze it up and down. The man's mouth opened and he groaned, his eyes never leaving his son who's hard cock was getting a fucking awesome workout. Steve pushed into Marty and manoeuvred him around so that he was side on to Axel. "Can you see what is gonna happen to you? If you relax you might enjoy it like Marty here. If you don't it is gonna hurt like fuck." Axel looked like a deer caught in the headlights as he focused entirely on the point where his best friends little hole was rolling in and out in time with the man fucking him. The boy didn't know how to process the feelings he was getting only to say that inside him was a fire he didn't know existed. The hot mouth on his prick. His dad getting jerked off by another man, his best friends arse opened and filled right in front of his face was doing things inside of his head. Involuntarily the boy's mouth opened and a groan of pleasure escaped his lips. "Great job Pete. Why don't you see how his little arse tastes?" Steve said and Pete moved to comply. For Axel the spell was almost broken until he felt the first tickling swipe across his taint and a little tongue exploring his opening. Pete's finger's held and opened the boy's arse exposing him but Axel began to help by arching his hips and presenting his arse for the questing tongue. "Attaboy." Steve complimented him and withdrew his cock from his son's arse before he began to untie him. Once the boy was free, he turned him around and claimed his mouth with his own. Pulling back slightly only to spit inside his boy's open maw. After a few moments, the pair pulled apart and Steve cupped his son's face in his left hand. "You wanna go and sit on Lou's cock again." A grin and a nod was the only answer he got as Marty quickly crossed the room, scaling the man on the couch and lining up his pussy with the monster below him. Axel was watching the whole scenario and still couldn't believe that his best mate was doing what he was doing. He could see his smooth back and round arse spread wide and meeting the blood engorged shaft below it. `No way I could take that inside me.' He thought, even as he groaned at this sight of his father's cock fully seated inside the school boy. Steve moved to stand beside Axel and the boy looked up at him with worried eyes even while he still thrust his little bud back onto the invading tongue. "Pete. Why don't you go let your dad fuck you again. Would you like that?" "You betcha." The boy flipped his hair with a grin and moved towards the couch leaving the red headed man and the semi naked boy in the centre of the room. Steve grabbed the striped t-shirt that Axel was wearing and dragged it up and over his head leaving his arms in the shirt. All of a sudden the boy's little erect nips could be seen and Steve waisted no time in stooping to taste them. Axel bucked against his bonds as the man's tongue laved his sensitive puckered flesh emitting little grunts and groans along the way. A hand snaked out and grabbed Axel by the jaw, twisting his face towards the man who was molesting him. He pulled him forward until his arms were twisted up behind his back and the boy was now leaning forward and down. "I am gonna shove my cock in your mouth Ax. You have such a pretty cock sucking mouth. Stick your tongue out boy." Axel looked at the cock that was coming towards him. Did he want this? An hour ago he would have said no fucking way dude, but as it came, he felt the fire inside him and the hardness of his boyhood. Looking over at his dad, he saw a man and a boy in ecstasy and it made him slightly jealous that his dad was doing that with his best mate and not him. `What was wrong with him? Was he not good looking enough to fuck? He was better looking than Marty, wasn't he?' All these thoughts were running through his head as the thick cock broached his lips pushing the plump red skin apart and spilling salty precum inside his mouth. `It doesn't taste too bad.' the boy thought. `As long as he doesn't cum in my mouth, I reckon I can handle this.' A push forward and a gagging, coughing sound could be heard in the room. Marty turned around to face his new cock sucking friend. "It helps if you swallow when he pushes in deep." He said as if he was giving advice on a new level of Zelda. Steve pulled out and allowed the boy to catch his breath before pushing his shaft back in the open mouth. "Great job Ax. We will make a cock sucker out of your boy yet Lou." He said grinning as the man on the coach groaned and arched up inside of his son. Soon Steve's hand began to run down to cup Axel's tight little arse. The dimples on the side twitched as the boy felt a finger slide into his cleft and circle his virgin hole. He pulled back of the hard tool in his mouth. "Hey, Mr Harris. You don't have to fuck me. Maybe you could just cum in my mouth or something." The boy said, trying to give his most appealing expression whilst licking his plump puffy lips. "Awww. Buddy. Maybe I could." He said and was rewarded with a look of relief on the young lad's face. "And I would, if your pappa had only shoved his cock in my son's mouth, but you see he didn't. He shoved his biiiig faaaatttt coooccckkkkk," he said drawing the word's out for emphasis and watching the boy's expression of hope fade, "inside Marty's arse. Sooooo. Your up buddy." Axel began to twist on the ropes again moving back from the naked man before him. "Don't fight it little man. It will go a lot easier if you don't. You see I know you want it." The next became a whisper in the boy's ear. "I know your deepest desires for I am ancient. Marty knows me and so does Pete. I let their inner slut loose and I will do the same for you if you let me. You see your pappa over there. He is loving your friend as man and boy should. He is deep inside him, giving him his approval, his love, his pleasure. Do you think Marty is not getting something in return. No boy. He is drawing strength and acceptance and approval and many, many things right at this very moment. Don't you want that with your papa? Don't you want that with your friend?" Axel seemed transfixed by the words that were being whispered into his ear even as a finger began worming its way inside his small rectum. His little brow furrowed as he watched the look on his father's face, and he took in the feeling inside himself as Mr Harris's fingers simultaneously broach his anal sphincter and massaged his hard boy cock. A tongue began to lick his lips and he parted them slightly allowing the questing appendage to open his mouth further before it drew back leaving a tracing line of saliva between his lip and the man's. He looked deeply in to the green eyes in front of him and licked the spittle off his lips. "Ok. Teach me, Mr Harris. If that's who you are. I think I want to learn." With that, the man swung the lad around and reached up to release his bonds. Axel grunted as the ropes came loose and rubbed his wrists. "Where do you want me?" The boy said, almost breathless. "Hands and knees right here." Came the reply along with a moan as the boy assumed the position and swayed his little back to present his almost to be boy cunt to the man behind him. Steve bent down and began to work on the small opening, relaxing it while he masturbated the boy cock that was hanging down between his legs. Before long the little hips began to buck and the noise began to increase as bit by bit the ancient entity rewarded the boy for his acceptance. One finger entered, then two, then three, and with each assault the youth co-operated until, with a scream of release, he bucked his hips and spurted his clear jism onto Steve's hand. "Well done Ax. You enjoyed that yes." The panting boy nodded and collapsed onto the floor letting the man's fingers plop from his pussy. "Fucking hell. I didn't know it could feel like that." Axel said turning over and raising his legs. His hands went down between them to feel the opening of his anus. "Is it always that good?" He said. "If you let it be." Steve replied. "I still have to fuck you though. Are you ready little man?" Axel gulped and nodded, but was interrupted by noises from the couch behind them. The rutting men and boy's were reaching their climax as the two boy's fucked themselves onto the sitting men. The thing that had pushed the two over the edge was when Pete and Marty had leant into each other and began to French kiss. With firm holds on the two small sets of hips, the men began to unload inside the boys, crying their pleasure at the top of their lungs. Marty pushed himself forward onto Lou's chest and nuzzled into the man's neck as he came, his little arms thrown around his lover's neck. Before long the couples relaxed and both boy's stood up, releasing the semi hard cocks from their boy cunts. They both made their way over to Axel and Steve and sat down beside them with their legs splayed, showing their still gaping holes as they watched the pair before them. "Did you really like it?" Axel asked Marty. "Fuck yes. It is the best feeling in the world. Hurts like a bitch when you start, but if you push out and ride the wave..... Man, sooo good." He said and smiled at his naked friend. "Ok dude. I'm ready. Fuck my arse." Axel said as he pushed back onto his knees. His curly hair flipping around as he looked over his shoulder at the man lining his hard cock up with his small hole. "You got it little buddy." Steve said and began to push forward. At that moment Lou cam forward to sit himself by Axel's head. He reached out and began to rub his son's back all the while looking into his wide eyes. Those eyes closed tight as the head of the man's cock began to push inside his tight sphincter. It held there for a moment as the boy adjusted. Off to the side Marty watched. "You're doing great Ax. Relax man. This is gonna be awesome." The boy took a deep breath and on the exhale pushed his tight buttocks backwards forcing the man's cock inside his new formed cunt. "Oh fuck." He said. "Fucking hurts dad. Don't think I can do this." At that moment Lou spoke up. "Steve, maybe you could fuck me instead of Ax. If you want to." Steve was holding still allowing the teen to get used to the invader as he eyed his work colleague. He looked across at Marty and raised his eyebrows which elicited a giggle from the red head. "Ok Lou. But I am still gonna fuck Axel and it's happening now. I think Marty would like to fuck you though. Right Marty." The boy grinned and stood up. "Only fair Lou." He said and began to tug on his still hard boy cock. The man licked his lips and nodded moving to position himself on all fours with his head still right by his boy's. Moving quickly Marty moved to stand behind the man and with a wad of saliva slathered on his little shaft he pushed into the kneeling man while watching his friend ahead. Axel's eyes widened and his little cock twitched all on its own at seeing his friend fuck his hunky dad. Without realising it he pushed himself back onto the cock that was entering him, taking it all to the base and moaning as he did. Roger had come to sit beside his son as was watching the show while puddling his fingers in and out of Pete's puffy cunt. "How you doing there Axel? Ready for some more." Steve asked. It was at that moment that Maygog slid from Steve and entered the kneeling exposed boy beneath him. Steve froze as his body returned to him. His cock still hard and leaking surrounded by the hottest tightest little cunt it had ever felt. He didn't know if he should continue but he knew he wanted to, no needed to, until the boy beneath him turned his upper body back and looked him directly in the eye. "Fuck me now Steve. Fuck me hard. Don't stop until you make me blow my fucking load you cunt. You hear me man. Fuck my virgin puss." The boy began to squirm and push, reaching a hand behind him to grasp at Steve's hanging balls. Lost in the feelings he was having Steve complied and the little body beneath him began to bounce and roll as the small pelvis moved to accomodate him. Axel raised his upper body up, keeping his pelvis tilted to accept the invading cock. Reaching back he tucked one hand behind Steve's neck and turned his head so the man could claim his mouth. Primal grunts and moans filled the room. `'Punch your cock into me. I need it man." The boy breathed around the man's invading tongue. Steve began to drag the small hips back onto his cock with greater and greater thrusts. His breathing rasped through his open mouth with bellowing gasps as he mounted the youth. All around the activity had ceased as boy's and men paused to see the deflowering of a most beautiful young body. With one final thrust, Steve buried himself in the boy's pussy and paused, waiting for something he was not quite sure of. And then it came. The boy beneath him shuddered and then stilled. `'Mr Harris. Whatever the was that had hold of me, it's gone now. Problem is my boy cunt is about a minute away from fucking exploding and it feels great. Could you please keep fucking me? Please." The boy's sweat soaked curls looked adorable against his smooth skin. "You betcha Ax." Steve said and began rutting deep into the now willing boy whore. Within moments Steve began to feel the little arse muscles contracting with a frenzied motion, and his limit reached, the man began to fill the boy's pussy with hot man juice. "Oh my god, you were so right Marty. This is fucking amazing. I sure hope my daddy's cock feels half as good as your dads." "GarAnteed." Marty replied. "Hold still now though cause it gets a bit sensitive once you've spunked." The activity in the room calmed as all laid quiet, until Marty sat up and asked, "so is Maygog gone, or is he still here?" The others in the room looked at each other with veiled expressions until Roger grinned with an evil smirk. "Just fucking with ya fellas. Here I am. Roger here was feeling left out. You see he wouldn't let Pete fuck him sooooo, we are gunna fix that. How about boy's first, and then the big cocks." He said rolling back and lifting his legs to his chest. "Maygog. I freaking love you." Marty said to murmurs of agreement from every other non occupied body in the room. Bon appetite mon amis. Hope you enjoyed that. If you wanna contact me, you know how to by now. I like a conversation. Don't care with whom it is. Bon nuit.