Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2024 12:21:30 +0000 From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías Subject: Dance of the griffin - Chapter 4 - THE GRIFFIN'S NEST. Chapter 4 -- THE GRIFFIN'S NEST. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. We don't want this website to ever stop. Think for a minute if you can afford it and help sustain Nifty with your donations. On November 3rd I dressed elegantly to watch the premiere of The Griffin's Nest. They'd chosen an old large theater and it was crowded. I hoped the musical was a big success but so far people wanted to see this musical with all actors dancing naked. There were more boys than girls in the audience and I inwardly smiled: they're probably here to watch naked actors rather than wanting to delight in the music. On the third row where I sat, I was very close to Reuben Lackerby, the author's father and of course his husband Chad. I didn't see my friend Clark then but at the end of the show I had to really congratulate him. Maybe one close day, I'd tell him I knew the secret of him, his father and Chad being a threesome and he'd be calm knowing my brother and I also had sex with each other. When the curtain rose, the first actor on stage was my brother. I'd not seen him yet with his costume and he was so sexy that of course I was the whole musical with a big boner. He had a long artistic beak and he'd tell me later that it was designed so that it wouldn't prevent the actors from singing of course. The feathers stuck to his body were many and were a wonderful mixture of brilliant red, green and blue. But the first thing my eyes saw was his big lion's tail, erect as a second phallus. He was first to sing a beautiful solo, The tree leaves are rocking, that I already knew, and later the actor playing Olivier came after him. But all actors were sexy and not only Roland had boners. At the same time, the boy sitting next to me was totally hard and unexpectedly started to stroke my crotch and so far I allowed him. As he saw I didn't withdraw his hand, he added that the actor playing Roland was totally sexy. I smiled and told him he really was but of course I couldn't tell him that he was my brother and besides we had sex with each other. When the boy wanted to pull down my zipper, I gently stopped him and told him I had a boyfriend and we believed in fidelity and he'd better stop. But I said that smiling at him, thanking him and telling him he was a sexy boy. But the sexiest boy was Roland, of course. Magnificently costumed, his absolutely sexy naked body and his perfect baritone voice, he would always be, I knew perfectly, my only sexual desire and I would attend every show of The Griffin's Nest, which at the end was so successful that it was a year on stage and I attended every day, not missing one. Out of the theater, I found Clark and I congratulated him for his musical, the music being superb and he would begin now, I was sure, a promising career. I was taken aback when he congratulated me for having become my brother's lover. I knew then that Roland had informed him. Once out of the theater -I had been waiting for him to finish- I told Roland that we should enter a bar and have something. There I congratulated him for his voice, his performing and also, why not? For being such a sexy boy. I also told him Clark knew our secret and he told me he hoped I didn't mind but he had told him. -I will come daily to watch this musical. I need to see you every day playing Roland the Griffin. And all the actors are sexy too. Now I look at them with desire. -Good, Gilbert, you know you're more than welcome to come and see the musical every day and to keep on desiring me, I hope -he smiled-, for I also desire you. Little more we talked and once home we were for months having sex all day. I suggested we could sleep naked together in the same bed and he nodded and that's what we did every night. I fucked him every day, some days even twice. But of course I also gave him blowjobs. Once I had got used to the taste of Roland's dick, I wanted no other thing than taste it daily a lot of times. And he also sucked my cock at least a couple of times every day, the last one in bed. Six months later he told me smiling that our house was another griffin's nest and that with me he was fulfilling Roland the Griffin's dream and he would go as far as calling our house now The Griffin's nest for if he could always have me, he'd never be in search of other griffins of humans, male or female. -Do you mean it, Roland? -Absolutely. -Then and so that this house can be called the griffin's nest, which is also my desire, you must be granted everything a griffin must desire -and since I was again totally nude as it was our daily habit now, I went on all fours showing him my ass and told him-, fuck me, Roland. You needn't search for any other griffin now. I'm the griffin and this will be our nest. Fuck me! He looked shyly at me, not sure that I wanted him to fuck me despite the many times I had fucked him before, but I urged him. -Come on, Roland, I know you're brave and I want this house to be our nest after today. I don't need a girl and I would never again look for one if I could always have you. If you want the same, you have to do it. Living as your brother's boyfriend, why not? He shrugged his shoulders but finally knowing what I wanted was also his desire he also said: why not? And finally his cock was piercing me. I noticed a bit of pain and he also saw it in my face, but I blackmailed him telling him I'd never fuck him again unless he came in my ass first. So he started to be the sweetest of boys then, multiplying his hands down my entire body and his lips in mine. -This is also a dance, my sexy griffin and now it's not the tree leaves that are rocking, but your cock, and I'm the griffin you've always been looking for. To be your partner! To be my brother's partner! This is also mythology. His shoves were gentler and the moment finally came that I did not feel pain anymore and of course I informed Roland, who started weeping then in happiness and I sensed his tears bathing my shoulders. A final shout of joy came with a gush of white liquid filling my insides. And I cried with him, my eyes like rivers. -And now you've made me Gilbert the Griffin and I'm yours. We spent the rest of our lives rocking as two mythological griffins and we noticed love was our feathers, our lion's tails. With him, always wandering deep in love. Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: https://luces-delatierra.blogspot.com/ or in English at: https://lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com/