Date: Mon, 29 Feb 2016 00:51:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys Will Be Boys Part Nine M/b Incest

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Chapter Nine: "Would You Or Ouija Not?"

I don't know how in the world I got talked into going but there I was,
standing at the entrance to a graveyard with the full moon shining
overhead.  There was a calm breeze blowing and an owl hooting in the
distance as Olivier, Raul and I crept through the open gate and onto the
property.  The three of us were dressed relatively lightly, since the
weather was unseasonably warm this Halloween night.

Olivier and I were both holding flashlights to light our way and Raul was
following behind us with an old hand-made Ouija board snuggled under his
arm.  He'd picked it up from a yard sale a few weeks ago and in all honesty
it was mostly he, who had convinced Olivier and I that it would be a good
idea to try it out.

I agreed with him in principle that it would be exciting to give it a try
but I would have preferred to use it back at Olivier's apartment.
Especially since many of us already felt that the estate was haunted and it
seemed to be centered around Tom's old place.  However, Raul thought it
might be better to use it away from where they all lived.  Just in case we
managed to summon something from the other side, that might not want to
return afterward.

Olivier thought that he made a good point and since he lived in Tom's old
apartment, he didn't want to chance stirring up more activity than he
already had at home.  Naturally I couldn't disagree with him in that
respect and thus reluctantly joined their midnight expedition to contact
the spirits at rest at the graveyard.

Though it a bit of irony, this just so happened to be the same graveyard;
Where my old friend Tom had been laid to rest.  I didn't know which
gravestone was his though, so as we walked slowly deeper into property, I
made it a point to flash my light over the nearby gravestones in hopes of
spotting his engraved name.

We must been there a good 20mins and had walked quite a good ways inside
the place, when Olivier happened upon our friend's gravestone.  He shined
his light on it and I did the same, illuminating the stone marker and
flowers that surrounded it's base.  It was a pretty simple monument, which
seemed fitting; Since Tom was a pretty simple kind of guy.

Along with his name and dates of life and death was a single phrase,
engraved in a somewhat Comic Sans style font; Which read, "All kids are
offered a gift; Some just open their packages earlier than others."  As I
mouthed the words to myself, I couldn't help but imagine Tom saying them.
That filled me with happiness and a smile came across my face.

Olivier must have noticed my smiling as he chose then to put his arm around
me and together we looked over our friend's gravestone.  It was a short
moment but a special one for us to share.  An I was glad to have been able
to enjoy it with him.  Just then, the sound of Raul's footsteps on the
gravel path behind us grabbed our attention and we turned to him.

"This your friend's resting place is it?"  He asked softly.

We both nodded and I replied, "Yup, this is it."

Then the man took a moment to glance down at the markings and quickly noted
the quote engraved on it.

"Brilliant quote.  He was surely a clever chap.  I wonder how many packages
he helped open?"  He asked with a grin.

I winked and replied, "Oh, I'm thinking he lent a hand to a bunch of lucky
ones in his day."

Then Olivier smiled, nodded and said, "Indeed.  My old friend had a
reputation in my home town in France.  He was beloved among the local
school children."

"I can imagine."  Raul said with a devilish grin.

Just then, we heard the sound of the gravel stones as they moved beneath
someone's feet.  We looked around to see which of us was stepping around
but quickly realized that none of us were moving.  That's when we felt a
cold breeze blow passed.  Keep in mind, this was a warm night like I said;
So the unusually cold air took us all be surprise as it blew over our skin.
I actually shivered and felt goosebumps travel up my arms.

"Well, that was strange."  I said but I should have known that, that was
only going to be the beginning of the strangeness.

You see, only a few seconds later; The light bulbs inside the two
flashlights we were holding began to flicker.  That really brought on the
goosebumps for me as I looked to my friends for reassurance.
Unfortunately, those two were just as scared as I was by this point and
were little to no help at all calming my fears.

Thankfully the unnerving feeling was quick to pass as the air around us
warmed back up and the lights stopped flickering.  Seriously, it was wild
how fast things returned to normal.  It was almost as though we'd just been
visited by some curious spirits; Who'd come upon us but found that we were
of little interest and decided to pass us by.

I think the feeling was mutual among the three of us, because we each
looked at each other and breathed a sign of relief.  However, seeing as
there was clearly a presence around us; Raul suggested that it might be a
good time to setup the Ouija board.  Oddly enough the top of Tom's
gravestone was perfectly flat and was at just the right height for setting
the board on.  So Raul set it there very carefully, before next setting the
planchette in the center of the board.

With the Ouija setup, the three of us gathered around it and I said very
softly, "Please don't mind us Tom, we won't be long."

Then Olivier and I set our flashlights down next to us and joined Raul in
placing our hands on the planchette.  I wasn't completely sure how the
Ouija was supposed to work but luckily Raul had some experience and was
kind enough to explain it all to us.

Once we knew the basics, we each kept our fingertips hovering just above
the planchette, while Raul asked the first question out loud.

He looked at each of us and asked, "Is there anyone here who wishes to
communicate with us?"

Then we waited several moments for a reply.  Unfortunately, there was no
answer but that didn't stop us from continuing.

Next Olivier asked, "Tom?  Are you here, Tom?"

No sooner than the words left his lips, the planchette began to move across
the board.  I know what you're thinking, you're expecting me to tell you
that it moved to the 'yes' on the board, right?  Well, that didn't happen.
As a matter of fact, it moved to the opposite side of the board and stopped
once it arrived at the 'no' on the board.

That sent shivers down my spine and I asked, "Well, if you're not Tom; Than
who are you?"

With that, the planchette moved along the board, stopping momentarily over
specific letters.  The first of which was the letter 'S'.  It was then
followed by the letters, 'A', 'T', 'A', and 'N'.  Now I don't know if we
were subconsciously making the thing move or what.  Or whether there really
was a spirit in contact with us but when the name 'Satan' spelled itself
out, that was enough for us.

Needless to say, our short experience with the Ouija board came to an
abrupt end at that point and we each pulled our hands away from the board
in a hurry.

"Alright, fuck this!"  I yelled and grabbed my flashlight.

Then Olivier grabbed his flashlight and the two of us pointed them towards
the Ouija board; An at that very moment, the planchette threw itself off
the board and landed on the ground.  Witnessing that happen was the final
straw for us.

I don't have to tell you but I will, without giving it another through the
three of us ran the hell away from there in a hurry.  I remember looking
back and seeing the light from Olivier's flashlight waving around as he
followed me with Raul screaming like a school girl as he trailed us from
behind.  I was breathing heavy and going like a bat out of hell as I ran
down the gravel footpath, dodging gravestones at my every turn.

I don't know how long it took me but when I finally reached the gate of the
graveyard, I was out of breath and shaking.  Regardless of that, I held the
gate open for both men to rush out, before slamming it shut behind us and
continuing the run back to my car.

Once there, we wasted no time in jumping in and I threw the car in reverse.

"Go, go, go!"  Raul yelled and I put the peddle to the floor.

With that, our tires squealed and we took off out of the parking lot and
onto the main road.  From there we drove at a frantic pace, until we were
sure that nothing was following us.  By that time, we were about half way
back to the Blue Crane Nudist Community.

"That was fucking nuts!"  I said and Olivier nodded his head in agreement,
"Satan!?  Our first time and we call Satan!?  We're never doing this
again!"

That's when Raul looked at me and said, "You don't have to tell me twice,
mate.  This thing's trouble!"

Before I could say another word, I heard the back passenger side window
roll down and I turned around just in time to see him toss the Ouija board
out of the car.

"Buh-bye!"  He yelled as the wooden board hit the pavement and slid off the
road and into a ditch.

Then he tossed the planchette out and rolled the window back up.

"I hope you didn't pay much for that.  Haha!"  I said as I began to laugh.

"Shit no.  It was free."  He said, "Some old bird said it brought her bad
luck or something and she just wanted to get rid of it."

"I think I know why."  Olivier said, "Cursed thing."

Hearing that made me laugh even more and I before long, both men were
chuckling along with me.  Now despite having just freaked ourselves out, we
were glad to be sharing a good long laugh together.  I think that helped to
calm our fears and also served to make the night memorable for us.  I mean,
honestly, it was going to be impossible after all that to forget the night.

Although to be honest, I don't think it mattered if we remembered it or
not; Because we each agreed that there was no way in hell that we were
going to tell anyone the story when we got back.  None of us was willing to
admit just how badly we'd scared ourselves and so we were pretty sure that
we were going to take the details of the night to our graves.  No pun
intended of course.

Finally, after arriving back at the Blue Crane, the three of us stepped out
into the pool area and found ourselves surrounded by dozens of 'trick or
treaters'.  They were rushing around with their bags of candy in hand as
they dashed from one end of the estate to the other, knocking on doors.  It
was cute to see them all in their costumes and I remember pointing out the
best ones to Raul and Olivier.

Both men were having a good time judging the unique outfits as they passed
by but I think secretly they were really trying to spot my Nephew and Alex
among the crowd.  At least I hope that's what they were doing, because I
know speaking just for myself I was totally doing that.  In all honesty, I
was staring pretty hard at all the little boys, regardless of who they
were.  They just all looked so damn cute.

Anyway, we must have stood there gawking at the kids for several minutes,
before I felt someone grab a hold of the back of my leg.  I turned around
to see who it was and discovered my Nephew's friend Damien standing behind
me with his arm wrapped around my leg.

"Hey there!"  I said and he looked up at me with a big smile on his face.

To the delight of us men, the boy had chosen a very risque costume to wear.
You see, unlike the other kids he was dressed not to frighten but rather to
arouse.  He was dressed up like some sort of naked-dominatrix with black
leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles, a leather collar around his neck
and a small black whip in his left hand.

"Hi, Mr. James."  He said and I patted him on the head as he took a step
back from me, "Why ya'll not naked?"

As I replied to him, he playfully swatted my leg with his whip and I said,
"Um, we were just out, um...  Never mind that, we just haven't had a chance
to strip down yet."

"Well, you better get naked.  It's the rules.  Hehe!"  He giggled and
swatted my ass with his whip.

"Yes, Sir!"  I said playfully and immediately pulled my sweatpants down,
exposing my shaven ass to him.

Then I pulled off my shirt and he playfully tapped the tip of his whip
against my chest.  This made both Olivier and Raul chuckle to themselves
but honestly, I think they were really enjoying mine and Damien's
interaction.

After stripping down, I asked Damien if he knew where Jacob and Alex were;
An he told us that the two of them had gone off to play at the men's only
gazebo.  As you can imagine, that sparked our interest and the three of us
decided to pay a visit to the gazebo, after placing our clothes in
Olivier's apartment for safe keeping.

Sensing there might be some naughty fun to be had, Damien tagged along and
a short time later, we all arrived at the steps of the gazebo.  It was
extremely dark as we approached the shelter and the air was calm; Almost
too calm.  Now I don't know exactly why but for some reason none of us had
thought to bring our flashlights with us and so we ended up standing there
in the eerie darkness.

An when I say it was eerie, I mean it was very eerie.  There wasn't even a
breeze blowing.  Not a sound to be heard at all.  An that gave me the
goosebumps.

"I thought you said they were hanging out, out here."  I whispered softly
to Damien.

Who whispered back, "They said they were gonna be here.  I don't
understand."

By this point, the group of us were standing inside the gazebo, huddled
around the picnic table in the middle.  There we peered into the darkness
for any sign of motion, only to have our eyes fail us.  It was simply too
dark to see anything and we were really regretting not bringing a
flashlight.

After standing there for several minutes with no sign of life to be found,
we were about to turn around and head back to the apartments; When all of a
sudden came a scream from somewhere to my left.  It was immediately joined
by another scream to my right and two deep growling sounds from directly
ahead of me.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"  We all screamed as bright lights came into view,
engulfing us in a bright white glow.

It was in this burst of illumination, that I was just able to make out Raul
and Olivier as they took off running away in different directions with
Damien ducking for cover on the steps.  Completely gripped with fear and
panic, I wasn't sure which way to turn, so I just dropped to the floor and
curled up in a ball.

The next thing I knew, the screams and growls turned to laughter and I
peeked around my hands; Which were now covering my face as I cowered in
fear.  That's when I saw Jacob, Alex, Mark and my Dad, standing near the
picnic table with the biggest smiles on their faces.

"Dammit!  That's not funny!"  I yelled at them.

"You should have seen the look on your faces!  Hahaha!"  Mark laughed.

Leave it to my family to take it upon themselves to scare the living shit
out of us.  I guess they must have heard us coming up the path and had
planned out the whole thing.  At that moment I thought it was a real shitty
thing to do but giving that it was Halloween, I eventually had to admit
that it was pretty damn clever on their part.

An once I'd gotten back up to my feet, I made it a point to punch my
Brother in the arm.  I'm sure it wasn't all his doing but he was at least
partially to blame.  Mind you, he wasn't upset by my reaction and instead
of raising a hand to me, he pulled me close and planted a big kiss on my
lips.  His tongue forced into my mouth and I sucked on it, while he groped
my ass and kissed me passionately.

Meanwhile, Damien got up and joined the boys; Who were still laughing and
waving around their flashlights.  The looked cute standing there in their
costumes and I couldn't help but admire their proudly.  After all, I'd
helped put the outfits together for them.  Speaking of which, Alex was
dressed up in a spandex wrestling singlet with his name sewn into the front
of it.

My Nephew on the other hand, was wearing a dirty jockstrap, elbow and knee
pads and a pair of soccer cleats.  He might have thought he made a
convincing soccer player but to be honest, seeing him dressed like that
only made me think that he was ready for some seriously rough sex.

As luck would have it, I wasn't the only one to have that thought cross my
mine as just then, Raul and Olivier came walking quietly back into the
gazebo and both men commented on Jacob's outfit.

"Wee lad must be planning to spend some time on his knees."  Raul said.

An Olivier said, "Yes, safety first."

Then my Dad reached down and grabbed the boy's ass, groping him firmly and
nearly caused him to drop his flashlight and bag of candy.

"Ohhh!  Mmmmm!"  He gasped.

That's when Raul took notice of Alex's outfit and knelt down to him to say,
"You wanna wrestle, lad?"

To my surprise, Alex must have been feeling feisty; Because he took that as
his cue to pose in an defensive wrestling pose and growl at the man.  Raul
did the same, taking an opposing position to the boy but instead of
growling, he swooped in and wrapped his arms around him, before lifting him
up into the air and placing him over his shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey!  Heyyyyyyyy!!!!  Hehe!"  Alex giggled and squealed,
"Wahoo!!!"

Then he went to laughing as the man carried him around playfully.  Now I
don't know if they had, had this all planned or what but before I knew it,
my Dad had joined the two of them and was following them off to the small
outbuilding behind the gazebo.  That left Damien and Jacob with Olivier,
Mark and I.  An the group of us took it upon ourselves to cozy up to one
another at the picnic table.

The boys set their bags of candy on the table and offered to share them
with us men, while Mark and Olivier sat to either side of Damien and began
to fondle him aggressively.  That sent the boy into a fit of moaning and he
laid his little whip down on the table as he reach between each set of hair
legs in order to take hold of the powerful man-cocks waiting therein.

That seemed to set the mood and I reached over to Jacob; Who was nibbling
on some candy as he sat next to me.  He had his mouth full as I reached my
arm around him and pulled him close.

"What do you say we put those kneepads to good use, hmm?"  I asked with a
wink and he looked to me and smiled.

Then he hopped up from the seat of the table and I turned around, spreading
my legs for him as he dropped to his knees and reached out for his Uncle's
8" cut cock.  I was already semi-hard when his little fingers wrapped
around my shaft and I let out a soft moan.

That served to motivate both Olivier and Mark; Who helped Damien up onto
the table.  The boy laid across the wood surface with his knees hovering
just above the seat and his arms stretched straight out ahead of him.  As
he laid there positioned for whatever was coming his way, Olivier stepped
around to the front of him and eagerly rubbed his 8.5" cut, French cock in
the boy's face.

An Damien wasted no time in sticking out his tongue to lick the meaty shaft
being offered to him.  Meanwhile, Mark sat down behind him on the seat and
spread the boy's tiny hairless ass cheeks.  Then he leaned down and shoved
his hot, wet tongue between them.

"Ohhh!!!  Mmmmm!!!!"  The boy moaned and squirmed.

Just then, I felt the hot lips of my Nephew going down on me and turned to
watch him take my length into his beautiful little mouth.

"Ohhhhmmmmm, Jacob!"  I moaned and placed my hands atop his soft head of
hair to guide him down, "Suck it, kiddo.  Suck your Uncle's cock.
Mmmmmmm!"

It felt so good to feel his talented lips sucking on me as I guided his
head up and down on my cock.  I could feel myself stiffen to full erection
the more he sucked me and it felt so good.  Especially while having my
Brother and our friend Olivier right there next to us to witness it all, in
the glow of a flashlight.

Thankfully Mark had left his on the table to light our way or I'd never
have been able to see Jacob's little head bobbing up and down on me or his
friends tiny ass being tongue-fucked by Mark or Damien licking the swollen
head of Olivier's cock.

Indeed, there was a whole lot of ass and cock licking going on and I didn't
want to miss a glimpse of any of it.  Us men enjoyed getting the boys
primed and ready for the fun that was yet to come.  An I know they were
both enjoying themselves immensely.  That was obvious from the moans and
whimpers they made as each boy worked up a man's shaft.

I'd never seen Damien and Olivier together before but it was clear from the
way they got along that this wasn't their first time being partnered up.
The Frenchmen was happily slipping his big cock in and out of the boy's
mouth as Mark rimmed his tiny pink boy pussy deep.  An the slurping sound
my Brother was making as he nibbled that tiny rear end made me want to
fuck.

So thankfully Jacob was ready and able, because it wasn't too long after
that, that I asked him to hop up on the seat with me to ride my cock.  He
did so without hesitation as you might imagine and soon he had both of his
feet to either side of my thighs as he straddled me on the seat with his
hands on my shoulders.

Then I reached around and grabbed hold of his little ass by the waistband
of his jockstrap and guided him down on me.  The head of my throbbing hard
cock sought out his warm fuck hole and poked it as he lowered himself down
to meet it.  It was puckered and ready, no lube or prep needed.  All it
took to get inside him was a nice firm thrust and for him to drop his
little ass down on it.

"Ohhh!  Ohhmmmm!  Yeah!  Ohhhmmmmmm!  Fuck me!"  He moaned as the head of
my cock rammed against his opening and I forced him down to the hilt.

I tell you, his hungry little ass hole felt perfect as it slid down my
length and rested firmly against my trimmed pubes.  Once I had him there, I
gave him a second to collect his thoughts and gave him a gentle patting on
the ass to let him know he had all the power.

From there, he quickly went to riding me like the little cock-whore he was.
His little ass bounced up and down on me as he gripped my shoulders tight
and I placed my hands on his sexy bubble butt to steady him.

"Yeah, Mmmmmm!  That's it.  Ride your Uncle's cock, boy.  Mmmmmm!"  I
moaned.

As we fucked, I noticed Olivier and Mark moving about next to us.  At first
I thought Mark as going to mount Damien, given on all the work he'd put
into licking the boy's asshole.  But as luck would have it, Olivier stepped
around to the back of the boy and took aim that that tiny gem.

I watched as the man put the tip to him and Damien let out a squeal,
"Ahhhh!  Ahhhmmmmmm!"

An as this was happening, Mark re-positioned himself behind Jacob.  The boy
was happily bouncing to his own rhythm and working my cock real nice by
this time.  That is, right up until he felt his Daddy's big 7" cut cock
prodding around behind him.

"Ohhh!  Daddy!?  Ohhhh!"  Jacob gasped and turned to Mark, who was now
putting an arm around the boy and actively joining me inside his little
fuck hole, "Ohhh!  Ohhh shitttttt!!!"

"Mmmmm, oh yeah!  Open up for Daddy."  Mark said and I felt his hard cock
force it's way alongside mine, inside my Nephew's hole.

His ass juices were flowing nicely and lubricating him just enough to allow
the two of us entry to his cozy asshole.  Nevertheless, it was still a
stretch and it hurt.  We were only a few seconds into it and Jacob as in
tears.  He cried and whimpered like a bitch, just the way we all liked;
While his Daddy and I double-fucked his little boy pussy raw.

Don't let the crying scare you though.  If you know anything about Jacob my
now, it's that he loves to have his little hole hurt and to cry when he's
fucked.  It makes him feel good and it in-turn makes us feel good to have
him that way.  The three of us continued to fuck in our fit of lust as we
watched Olivier plowing Damien's hot little ass next to us.

Those two were riding a wave of ecstasy all their own by this point as
Olivier picked up the boy's whip and playfully whipped his back as he
fucked him deep.

"Ohh!  Ohhhh!  Ahhhh!  Ahhhhmmmm!!!!"  Damien cried as he laid bent over
the table with his tiny ass mounted by hairy French cock.

It was amusing to see the tables had been turned on the boy dressed like a
dominatrix for Halloween.  He wasn't dominating anyone by the looks of it
but I don't think he cared one bit.  He was too busy focusing on pleasing
the man's shaft.  Which was all that really mattered anyway.  After all,
that's what his little ass was for and he knew it.

I can't say that I recall how long the two of them fucked for but I
distinctly remember Olivier crying out, "Accept my load slut!"

An that's when he bred the little sex-demon with his hot man seed.  That
was followed by groans and moans of pure pleasure and some heavy
ball-slapping as he pumped every drop of his hot load up the boy's ass.

The sight and sound of which, encouraged Mark and I do the same.  Of
course, we weren't in a hurry and by the time we were close to cumming;
Those two had already finished up and were sitting down to eat more candy
at the table.

Jacob was still bouncing the best he could on his lovers cocks and crying
up a storm as Mark and I neared our orgasm.  It took us a bit longer than
you might think to build up a good load but we loved to take our time and
really wear our boy's pussy out good first.  He never complained though.
He knew we were doing him a favor by giving his ass the best workout that
two men could.

"You ready, baby?  You ready for our cum?  Hmm?"  Mark asked and leaned
down to kiss his Son's neck and cheek.

"Yes!  Ohhh!  Yes, Daddy!  Ahhhhmmmm!"  He cried and together my Brother
and I thrust up into him, until we felt our cum release inside him.

"Aaaauuuhhhh!  Fuckkkk!  Aaauuughhhhmmmm!!!!!"  I groaned.

An I was followed my Mark who groaned, "Fuckkk!  Ohhh!  Ohhh!  Here it
comes!  Aaauuuggghhhmmm!!!!"

Together our hot loads of milky cum spewed into the boy's asshole and mixed
with his tingling hot ass juices.  I felt the wild mix swirl around our
cocks as we pumped every last drop into him, before sitting him down for a
rest and pulled him to me to kiss him passionately.

My tongue probed his hot little mouth and then Mark joined us in a hot
three-way kiss.  It was wild and hot to have them both kissing me with our
friends watching.  Olivier and Damien were eyeing us with wide eyes as they
nibbled on their candy and watched our incestuous love making come to an
end.

Not long after that, once we'd settled down from it all and excavated
Jacob's hole, leaving it red, puffy, stretched and soaked in incest-cum; I
excused myself from the table and made my way out to the small outbuilding
behind the gazebo.

Remember, my Dad had just recently undergone back surgery and I was curious
to see how he was holding up.  Or at least that was the excuse I gave for
checking on him anyway.  In honesty, I had a good feeling about the results
of the surgery from the way he'd been acting all day and was really just
wanting to see what effect it had, had on his sexual ambitions.

I don't know if you know this already or not so if so, just ignore me when
I tell you that he had, had back surgery to correct his bulging disc.  It
happened just before Halloween, after suffering a work related injury;
Which left him feeling re-energized for the most part but also led to his
deciding to retire from work.

The change was a big step for him but he was determined to spend more time
with the family and with his little fuck slave.  Which retirement would
allow him to do with ease.  So he was now free to fuck the little guy as
often as he liked and it was only just a question of how hard now.  An that
really had me curious.

So once I arrived at the door to the outbuilding, I eased it open and
peeked my head inside.  Needless to say, I needn't have worried and was
pleasantly surprised to find little Alex laying there red-faced, on his
back with each of his legs spread and propped-up atop the men's legs as
tears poured down his cheeks; While my Dad and Raul laid on either side of
him, nibbling pieces of candy off the boy's tummy.  Both men looked quite
pleased with themselves and had clearly enjoyed using the little guy hard.

This was evident from the way their spent cocks hung between their thighs,
dribbling with fresh cum and the boy's spread legs gave view to his red ass
and ripped boy pussy.  The sight of which made me proud and I remember
thinking that I was finally seeing my Dad back the way he used to be; Back
before his spine had begun giving him fits of pain.

He was like a new man now with not just the desire to continue raping
little boys but also the new found strength for which to do so.

"What'cha guys up to in here, huh?"  I asked with a naughty smile.

My Dad looked up and replied with pride, "We were just wrestling."

"Oh yeah?  Looks like fun.  Who lost?"  I asked with a wink.

To which Raul said, "There are no losers when men and lads wrestle,
everyone wins.  Isn't that right, lad?"

An with that, Alex nodded as he laid back and allowed the two men to
forcefully grope and fondle him.  I know it might sound odd but I thought
it was a great demonstration of the boy's willingness to please and submit
to the will of his abusers.  I couldn't help but feel that perhaps he was
finally coming around to accepting his place in the world.

I stood there admiring the three of them for a few more moments, before
they each slowly got up from the bed and the group of us stepped outside to
rejoin the others.  Once back in the dark, we crept along the footpath,
until we reached the back steps of the gazebo.

Just as we were all preparing to head back to the apartments for the night,
we caught the glimpse of a flashlight coming up the footpath to the gazebo.
We weren't sure who was coming but we weren't exactly spooked by their
approach either.  I think our curiosity got the best of us to be sure,
because we ended up waited for them whoever they were to arrive.

It took only a few minutes for them to make to out to us and at first we
were all excited to see that it was our old friend Kevin.  The man walked
up to the front steps of the gazebo and greeted us with a friendly smile
and kind hello.

Naturally, we welcomed him to the party; Even if it were just winding down.
An that's when it happened; The most frightening thing to end all things.

"I hope you don't mind but I've brought a little buddy."  Kevin said as he
stepped aside to reveal a little fat kit standing behind him.

Mind you, I recognized him instantly as being the bully kid, that had
bullied my Nephew, Alex and their friends.  An the boys shied away pretty
quickly once they saw him; Which was to be expected but it was the reaction
from Olivier, Raul and myself that really sent chills through the crowd.

You see, it wasn't the sight of the bully kid that struck fear into the
hearts of the three of us but rather what he was holding in his hands.
Yup, you guessed it.  He was holding a Ouija board.  An it wasn't just any
Ouija board.  It was the very same one we'd used earlier in the night and
that Raul had tossed from my moving car.

"Oh, cool!  Where did you guys get that?"  Mark asked curiously.

To which Kevin replied, "Would you believe we just found it on the side of
the road, on the way home?  Pretty nuts right?  Ya'll up for giving it a
try?"

Before anyone could answer, Raul, Olivier and I took off running and
screaming down the footpath as fast as we could.

"Noooooooo!!!!!!!!!!  Satan!!!!!!!!!!!  Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"  We screamed at
the top of our lungs.

I'm sure the others had no fucking clue what was going on but we didn't
give a damn.  We were scared shitless and weren't about to turn back for a
second.  I kid you not, we didn't stop running until we reached the safety
of Olivier's apartment.

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