Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 21:40:49 -0400 From: Nota Stutter Subject: Sexual Espionage Chapter 2 This story is a fanfiction based off of the one shot adult comic Sexual Espionage by Daria Mcgrain. It was published and copyrighted by Sin Factory (which was the adult comic moniker provided by Radio Comix) July 2002. If you would like the contact information for the author, feel free to send me an e-mail. Other than that, all standard statements apply, if you're not 18 get off, and if you are offended by male/male relations, how did you make it this far in? As always this is a work of fiction, using fucking condoms people. From the last chapter: Then, with a swift motion he pulled up Storm's pants, but not before putting a glob of Storm's precum in his mouth. "Dessert." He said simply. Storm was about to protest being clothed again, when Cobra covered up his words with his lips. "Come on, we still have a mission to finish and the item is nowhere near here," Cobra said. Chapter 2 - Cobra moved through the darkness as if he was born to it. Barely a tap was heard as he glided along the floors of the institution. Storm however was a little slower. He was constantly looking around tip toeing along. Looking behind him he was quickly slammed into the wall by Cobra's arm. "Shh," Cobra whispered. "Guards." With a swift motion Cobra disappeared into a room in the hall pulling Storm with him. As Storm's eyes adjusted to the slight darkness he realized that Cobra had disappeared. Storm was trying to figure out where when the lights flicked on and he turned around to see two guards smirking at him. Both were bulging out of their very odd guard unifroms that seemed designed to show off the physical assets of anyone wearing them. Both had closely cropped hair and being about the same height. The only difference was one's uniform was brown and the other's black. "Well, what do we have here?" The black one said. "Seems like someone wants to interupt our break." The brown one said as his hand slid down to his crotch. "I guess that means he wants to join in." The black guard said swiftly moving towards Storm and grabbing him. Storm who had been staring like a deer caught in headlights seemed caught off guard by the exchange and made no movement to stop them. The black guard moved his arm around Storm's lower back and began rubbing his crotch against Storm's. Storm who was still reeling from Cobra's battle lust spectactular found himself with little resistance to the man, his dick still leaking inside his pants. The brown guard had moved behind Storm and was grinding his hardening crotch into Storm's perky ass. Both men reached inside their pants and pulled out their engorged and hardening dicks. Storm was waking up from his daze and tried to break the hold the two man had, but the guards forced him to his knees anyways. Just as their dicks were about to part Storm's lips the black guard screams and blood sprays into the air. Storm looks at him to see the black guard's dick now decorating the floor, and his blood as the new wallpaper. Storm backs up quickly as Cobra's sword slices open the black guard's neck. The brown guard backs up quickly as Cobra's gun appears as if from no where. Without blinking a single bullet pierce's the guard's head and his brains start to resemble some sort of post modern art on the wall behind him. "Really, you require to much attention to stay out of trouble." Cobra says blankly at Storm. Storm moves forward and plants a kiss on Cobra's lips, who not used to this sort of warmth from Storm melts into him. He breaks the lip lock moments later and slips back out of the room. Storm quickly follows. The two sneaky sneaky to a room, where Cobra idicates that they have arrived. Storm pulls out a bottle of chloroform and damps a cloth he brought with him, before slipping into the large office room. Lightning illuminates the darkened office as Storm slips behind the man only known as "The Banker" and grants him unconsciousness. Cobra comes in and the two smuggled the Banker to an undisclosed location. As the Banker slowly awoke, he was greeted by the sight of two masked men. Their voices were clearly being changed by devices he couldn't see and as he tried to rise up he noticed that he was tied down on a bed, a limb attached to each post. "Oh, we have finally woken up, eh?" Storm said in a slight giggle. Cobra smiled as their job was about to get a lot more fun. "What did mission control give you?" Storm pulled out a jar of honey and another jar filled with very ferocious looking ants from Africa which were known to strip a cow of all of it's flesh in the middle of the night. Storm grinned. "What about you?" Storm asked inquisitively. Cobra pulled out a bottle with the label, "Liquid Fire" written on it and nothing else. "You put it on an it continues to feel like you're on fire until wiped off." "Hey, that seems way better than mine." "You know he's not going to survive this, we might as well take off our masks." Cobra said. They did so, and the banker finally regaining full consciousness started screaming and thrashing asking where the hell he was and what the hell were they doing with him. "Do you suppose we should gag him?" Storm asked. "You know, I think I have something for that." Cobra said, and pulled out a ball gag. He wrapped it around the Banker's mouth who's screams were immediately muffled. Storm was idly playing with himself. "You are one sexy man," He said looking at Cobra. They both climbed on the bed with only the naked banker between them. "Tell me how you really feel." Cobra said playfully grabbing the back of Storm's head and pulling him closer. "I think that you're the end of all things, with a sexy grin and a smart attitude, you're going to be the greatest." Cobra smiled, knowing that Storm's words held no malice. "Only in the end can there be a new beginning." They kissed deeply and their tongues danced inside their mouths joined together. The Banker's dick seemed to twitch as he watched the exchange, which didn't go unnoticed by the two lovers. "Oh so, you are enjoying our show?" Cobra asked a wicked tone. "Sweet baby, why don't you join in." Storm said with mock affection. Cobra and Storm removed their shirts to reveal their taunt muscles. Cobra's a body builder's bulging firmness and Storm's a swimmer's tight and fit physique. Cobra reached down and began rolling the Banker's balls around in his hand watching his cock respond. Storm pulled out his honey and rubbed some along the Banker's chest, then he shook out a couple of the ants which immediately attached themselves to the Banker's chest. Storm slid down next to the Banker circling the honeyed spot being torn apart by the ants with a finger rather gently. "Does that feel rather good I wonder? Do you enjoy how they can't resist tearing you apart?" Storm chuckled, his own dark sense of humor reasserting itself. The Banker's eyes were tearing up as the pain filled his head. "Maybe you shouldn't fuck around with those who have the ability to come back harder, better, faster, and stronger than you" He said rather coyly. Cobra who hadn't really seen this side of him, unless he assumed it to be a mental backlash from some dark traumatic event that he thought consumed Storm's mind, was wildly turned on. And he watched as Storm continued. Storm moved his head so his lips were brushing against the ears of the Banker, "Really, did you think a day would come when you wouldn't pay for this. When we didn't tear your soul apart piece by piece for the torture and humilation you feel able to inflict upon others." Storm's hand was slowly sliding down the Banker's body whose dick was hovering in a semi-flaccid state due to the pain he was feeling. Storm reached and grabbed the Banker's balls, fondling them gently and smiling as his dick once again overcame the pain and started to stand erect. Then, with a swift motion he twisted the man's balls around, cause the Banker's body to writhe in agony. "Oh no, what's this? Does the puppy not like it? Will you stand at my door? Will you watch me through my window? Will you throw rocks to get my attention? What will stop you? How many songs will you play for me?" Storm said into his ear as he ground his dick up against the Banker's side causing the Banker's dick to remain completely erect. Cobra opened up his bottle and poured some on to the Banker's stomach making his body once again sink into the depths of pain and agony. His hands and legs thrashed against the bindings, trying desperately to escape. He knew that there was none, but he tried anyways. Storm's hand brushed into the mixture and he looked at his hand as it stat to feel like he was burning. He stuck a finger in his mouth and savored the taste as his body felt it was being wrapped in flames. Cobra grabbed Storm's hand and licked the rest of the mixture off, his body was on fire as his dick started leaking a visible spot onto his pants. "Cobra, I think there is something that desperately needs my attention." Storm said eyeing him with a smile far to seduction for Cobra to be able to resist. Cobra unzipped his pants and his dick sprang out of his pants, the precum leaking in a steady stream and pooling beneath him. Sitting up Storm took hold of the meat and flicked his tongue out to taste his new favorite treat. A moan escaped Cobra's lips as he realized this boy whom he thought was a fragile shell of a human being was a man, who was slowly wrapping his warmth around him like a breezy summer day. Storm engulfed Cobra's fuck stick with one engulf enjoying the scent of his sweaty male scent. He tasted the precum as it filled his mouth and slid down his throat. Cobra gripped Storm's head with his silky hair as he began sliding his dick in and out of his son's mouth. Then he pulled him up to face him, Cobra sliding his dick inbetween Storm's legs. Cobra looked Storm in the eyes, even while trying to distract him, he knew he had Storm's attention, "Never pretend that what you have done is insignificant or that it had no repercussions upon me." Storm gazed back, "If death is the only thing that will save me from a chilly hell, then I am yours to kill. So long as we may speak about it once, and consider it a past that should never be looked upon, mentioned, or remembered." Cobra considered this, knowing full well that is was probably the best solution if any forward movement was going to be made and pushing Storm back down on to his dick, he agreed and relented. Storm fervently went engulfed his dick again, sliding his tongue around making it wet so that it could slide up inside of him. Cobra gave him a couple of seconds before turning him around and fucking his ass once again. Releasing his load deep inside of Storm he thought that they should continue, but Storm had other plans. He went around behind Cobra and spread open his cheeks flicking his tongue against Cobra's now twitching asshole. Then, with the male scent filling his nose, he impaled Cobra's ass with his tongue swirling it around inside of him. Cobra pushed back against Storm's face from the unexpected pleasure. Storm came up behind Cobra, his dick sliding into the slick crevice of sweet man ass. Then, he pushed inside Cobra finding his prostate and working it for what he was worth. As he got close he filled Cobra's hole with his own cum. The two lovers were exhausted as they looked over at the Banker. With a second wind they set about continuing to torture him. Until finally, he was almost spent, and Cobra grabbed his sword and plunged it into the Banker's chest. As the vile blood spewed forth gushing in all directions. Cobra and Storm grinned.