By Quentin Collins (hauptwerk88@gmail.com)
© BJB Conglomerated Media
This story is fictitious and takes place in a fantastic realm where inconvenient physical, biological, medical, legal, and moral strictures don't exist. It is intended only for the entertainment of those who are legally permitted to access and read it.
The author does not promote or condone unsafe, coercive, or illegal activities. The author promotes and condones love, joy, and imagination.
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Life at Warren Hill
"Holy crap, Bunny, I can't believe you still have a full-blown erection after the way you fucked Coach Jennings back there," Rodney Poindexter exclaimed.
Rod and his identical twin Robin were walking on either side of Bunny as they made their way back to Graaf Commons to shower before their next activities at Hulstlander Academy's first day of tryouts and exercises preceding the fall semester. They pointed and laughed at Bunny's eleven-inch penis slapping against his abdomen in time with his bouncing gait. The laughter was a mix of bemusement and a tinge of jealousy.
The sixteen-year-old Bahamian brothers and fifteen-year-old Tianbao Tarnow had just finished the organizing tryouts for the school's first attempt at organized rugby.
The three teens were among the few who had experience playing rugby competitively, so they helped introduce their classmates to the sport.
It was a lot of fun for the three of them. Newly-hired coach Alan Jennings proved to be a great motivator. He commanded respect through his love of the sport and his willingness to show great respect to the students even the ones who clearly didn't have a clue as to what was going on.
Bunny had sensed that Coach Jennings was an exhibitionist. He proved it during practice. Whenever the boys would follow directions really well or perform a drill particularly well, he would tell them how their execution had affected him.
"That was great, guys. Look how hard you made me," he'd yell with a smile. All the guys looked at his attractive eight-inch erection and smiled in return. It was a good incentive to do well again.
Even better was when he would ask a few of the guys to feel how hard his cock was. "Come on, feel what a boner I got from watching that play," he would encourage.
As was the custom at Hulstlander, all of the boys and staff were naked for physical education. Nobody was surprised that there would be a few erections on display, but they were generally ignored rather than made the center of attention.
Coach Jennings loved that the entire team and coaching staff would turn to watch a student wrap his hand around the coach's cock and give it a squeeze. In return, the coach would swat the boy's ass and remind him, "You did that to me. You guys did great. Do it again and keep me hard!"
At the end of the session, Bunny thanked Coach Jennings for his encouragement on behalf of the newly-formed team. "On behalf of the Hulstlander Running Rabbits Rugy Team, I would like to offer an unofficial welcome to Hulstlander with a good old varsity ass fucking."
The coach laughed. "Thank you, Bunny. But here's how I run things: if you want to get into my ass, you're going to have to earn it on the pitch."
The coach turned to show the team his beefy ass. There wasn't a boy there who wouldn't want to taste or fuck it. He even bent over to expose his most private hole. The boys cheered at the sight of the winking rosebud.
"Do you think Bunny has earned this today," Coach asked from between his knees. A boisterous cheer rose up from the group.
"Good, because I think he's earned it, too. Get up here, Tarnow, and I'll use you to show these guys how a man should be fucked."
The coach suspected that Bunny was already an expert fucker, but they had a silent agreement that they would set a good example for the team.
Coach Jennings wanted to show the kids how a bottom could still run the show. Bunny was happy to oblige. He asked two random guys to help him get hard. They were all too happy to suck and lick until Bunny's eleven inches were wet and ready.
The coach had lain on the edge of the portable stage with his hole winking to the team. Bunny asked, "Do you want me to rim you first, Coach?"
The coach looked around with a smile. "If I had wanted a rim job, Tarnow, I would have asked for one. I am going to fuck you with my ass. Is the assignment clear, Mister Tarnow?"
"Yes, Coach!"
"Good. Now, stick that twig in my hole before I change my mind! Boys, gather round and observe how I reward good work. I hope that all of you will get this reward during the season, but you're going to have to work for it," Coach Jennings announced.
Bunny slipped the first couple inches of his throbber into the coach's anus and looked for direction. He and the coach quickly established a silent line of communication, each wordlessly acknowledging that they both knew what was happening.
The crowd of boys slowly churned around the pair. The coach made sure to make eye contact with each boy. Most of the boys caught on that the coach wanted them to watch him being fucked.
He would occasionally talk to a boy.
"Do you see what I'm doing for Bunny here?"
"Y-y-y-es, Coach," one of the boys answered.
"I'm letting this boy experience my ass. Bunny, is my ass worth the effort?"
Bunny huffed, "Oh, God, Coach, your ass is the best. Thank you for sharing it with me. You are doing magical things to me, Coach."
"You're welcome, Bunny." Then the coach turned back to the boy. "Would you like to fuck my hole while the team watches us?"
"Y-y-yes, Coach. I'd like that a whole lot."
"Are you willing to work hard to get permission to put your dick in my hole?"
"You bet, Coach. I'll work all day, every day."
"Good. I can't wait to feel you take your rightful place inside me. I'm sure it will happen soon. Give me a kiss."
The boy leaned down and kissed his rugby coach. Coach Jennings quickly dominated his young mouth. The boy was gasping, flushed, and hard as a rock when they separated.
He repeated that routine with several of the boys. He patted each one on the ass before sending them away and thanked them for placing their trust in him.
Each boy came away looking proud and determined to work hard to make Coach Jennings hard. Every guy trying out for the team wanted to be selected for the privilege of fucking the kind but powerful man.
Bunny was moved to see how genuinely Coach Jennings expressed his appreciation to his boys. He did not take their cooperation for granted. Coach Jennings addressed the mesmerized boys. "I'm going to make Bunny cum now. I'll let you guys decide where he cums."
Bunny and the coach exchanged looks, both agreeing that Bunny would cum on command, both knowing without explanation that he was up to the task. The boys in the crowd began offering their suggestions.
"In your hole!"
"On your face!"
"On your cock!"
"In your mouth!"
"In my mouth!"
The guys were laughing, but soon a consensus was reached, and a chant started, "Face! Face! Face! Face!"
Both Bunny and Coach Jennings smiled. Bunny communicated with his dad, who suggested that he give the coach a facial as good as he got this morning from Carl and Oba.
Bunny asked Coach for permission to cum on his face, knowing that he was modeling proper respect for the coach in front of the other guys.
"Coach, my father likes it when I massage my cum into his skin with my penis to give him a rejuvenating facemask. May I do that service for you, sir," Bunny asked.
"That sounds lovely, Tarnow," Coach answered. Then he turned to the crowd to make sure they were paying attention.
"Boys, Bunny is going to fire his first ejaculation into my hole. Then he is going to unload everything onto my face. Then he is going to use his lovely penis to massage my face. While he's doing that, I want you, you, and you to take turns eating my hole if you are willing," he said, pointing to three excited boys.
"And I want you two to suck me off and share my cum with your teammates if you are willing," he instructed the Poindexter twins.
All the selected boys were thrilled to have been chosen
Coach Jennings looked Bunny in the eye and began to gyrate his pelvis as he smiled at the extraordinary fifteen-year-old.
Bunny was pulling nine of his eleven inches out of Coach Jennings' hole with every stroke. He began to pant and moan.
Coach clamped down on Bunny's cock and instructed in full voice, "Cum now, Mister Tarnow."
Bunny growled and came hard into Coach's hole, then pulled out and fired a long stream into the air. It traced an arc about three feet high before landing on Coach's forehead.
Bunny moaned and ejaculated in a similar manner ten more times until he finished his orgasm. Coach's face, throat, and upper chest were all overflowing with fulgent cum. Some boys thought it was the sunlight causing the ejaculate to shine. Others sensed that there was something special about Bunny's cum.
Bunny moved to Coach's head and rubbed the tip of his penis all over the handsome fifty-two-year-old's face in a slow and soothing manner.
Coach Jennings had licked some of Bunny's cum off his lips and taken a couple of direct hits in his open mouth. He knew that this boy was something special, but he had no idea just how special.
The coach closed his eyes and mouth for the most part as Bunny continued his facial. He couldn't help but open his lips from time to time to get another taste of the teen's ejaculate.
The three appointed boys knelt on the grass at the edge of the platform and took turns eating out the delicious used hole. Bunny's one spurt into the coach's ass was equivalent to several normal loads. The guys would have plenty to share with their teammates.
Meanwhile, the Poindexter twins, Rob and Rod, were sharing a hungry kiss around Coach Jennings' eight-inch prong. They were skilled enough to edge the coach while giving each other oral pleasure.
The coach didn't complain: he silently admired the boys' skills. He felt himself coming to the brink of orgasm for the fourth time when the Bahamian twins decided to launch him into the stratosphere.
Coach Jennings opened his mouth to groan. Bunny's still-erect cock slipped in. Rob and Rod took turns catching the man's substantial offering as the coach enjoyed sucking the cock that had been deeply planted in his ass.
For the next ten minutes the three felchers shared their quarry, as did the Poindexters. Several more boys approached Coach to admire his sparkling face.
The coach felt his skin being rejuvenated by Bunny's cum. He couldn't explain how he knew that Bunny had such power, but he knew it without a doubt. The feeling spread through his body. It was accompanied by a sense of calm.
Finally, the coach asked his new rugby crew if they thought their three friends had done an adequate job cleaning his ass. Many boys approached and admired the hole, hoping that one day they would be deemed worthy of throwing a fuck into it.
Coach Jennings stood up to dismiss the group, and to send them on to their next activity. His face still bore a mask of drying cum.
Several boys asked if they might stay to examine his hole more closely. The coached tried to refuse, but they promised that a quick taste would be a strong incentive for them to work hard for a more intimate invitation.
How could he say no to that?
The coach enjoyed speaking with vice-principal Davis and his coaching staff while they watched him get rimmed and fingered by several boys. He was hard again within a minute. His throbbing and drizzling cock did not go unnoticed by anyone.
Robert Davis smiled at the handsome, cum-crusted face. He hoped that he would receive a similar treatment in the near future.
Coach Jennings stood with the coaching staff when the boys finished their anal play, still hard and wet.
"I think you've taken the Hulstlander ethos to a whole new level, Al," Bob Davis laughingly remarked as he patted the coach's erection. "You really know how to use your cock and your hole to inspire your players. You love it when you have an audience, don't you?"
"That's true, Bob. I do like it when other people see guys enjoying my body," Alan Jennings replied without any hesitation or embarrassment. He knew who he was and what he liked, and was not ashamed to proclaim it.
"I'll tell you what," Bob Davis offered, "If you have a successful first season however Jake Graaf and I define that we'll have a school-wide assembly where everyone can watch you get fucked by your star players."
The coach grabbed the vice-principal's arm as he grunted out a load onto his own chest and abs. He didn't think he had that much spunk left in his balls, but he produced a substantial coating over his sweaty body.
Bob Davis laughed heartily. "Well, I guess we know how to use your cock and hole to incentivize you as well as the boys."
The coach laughed along as he came down from his unexpected orgasm. "I'm making it too easy on you guys. I've got to learn that a little mystery is a good thing."
Vice-principal Davis licked a few globs of cum off the coach's chest and then kissed him, rubbing their bodies together. "You're doing just fine, Al. Just fine."
* * *
Rod and Rob Poindexter smiled at each other as they got closer to the physical education wing of Hulstlander Academy's Upper School. Bunny was still between them, and he had a hand on each of their asses as they approached Graaf Commons to shower before their next activity. Bunny still sported his eleven-inch erection.
"I can't believe you guys are going to be my brothers," Bunny enthused. "I have always had friends, but never a brother. Now I have two older brothers to teach me, guide me, and love me like no one else in the world. I love my brothers!!"
Bunny looked at each twin with unvarnished love. It threw them.
"I'm not sure we know what you mean, Bunny, baby," Rod said. "Your dad agreed to be a host family for us for the year, not to adopt us. We have parents back home in Old Fort Bay."
"It's the same thing," Bunny countered. "Dad is going to be your father while you're here you know, in loco parentis. And he's also my father. That means we are brothers! Dad has told me stories about how much he loved his brother growing up. My uncle Dan is six years older than my dad. You guys are only one year older than I, but, other than that, it's exactly the same thing."
The Poindexters once again saw how genuine Bunny was. Neither of them could understand how completely he seemed to love and accept them just because he decided to do so.
The Poindexters hadn't encountered any overt or violent incidents of racism because of their black Bahamian skin, but they were well aware of how circumspect even the most well-intentioned white folk were when first meeting them. They were physically intimidating, jet black, and had Island accents that some people looked down upon even though they came from one of the most affluent families in the Bahamas.
Some white men who had fetishes for black guys would ogle them with lust, but that wasn't Bunny Tarnow's countenance. He looked at them with complete trust and admiration, the way any little brother looks up to his kind and handsome older sibling.
In the instant of their meeting each other's gaze, Rod and Rob decided that they would gladly be Bunny's older brothers. They would love, guide, and protect him, even though they were pretty sure he didn't need guidance or protection. They would triple down on the love instead.
"I love you, baby brother," Rob said with surprising emotion. Rod nodded and added, "You said you like the idea of two older brothers. But you actually have three older brothers."
"Three?"
"Yes, baby Bunny. Rob and I have an older brother too. His name is Aiden. He's in the Royal Bahamian Defence Force, which is our navy. We don't have an army or air force, but he is a transport pilot for them."
"Oh, wow!" Bunny exclaimed. "I have three older brothers! Do you think he will like having another baby brother? When can I meet him? I love him already!"
The Poindexter brothers squeezed Bunny, and each kissed his face. "Baby brother," Rod said, "Aiden is going to love you as much as we do. We are supposed to Skype with him tomorrow. You'll meet him then."
"Yea!" Bunny skipped in a circle around his brothers like a little boy, drawing laughs from the other Hulstlander guys around them. "Should I get my hair cut? Do you think he will like the way I look? What if he's embarrassed by me? I don't want to disappoint him."
The twins laughed at their younger brother. "There's not a creature in the universe that doesn't think you're handsome and sexy, you goof," Rob told him.
"Aiden will love you as much as we do," added Rod.
The threesome walked into Graaf Commons, which was packed with naked teens showering and getting ready for the next round of activities. It appeared that a few dozen boys were newly arrived for the ten o'clock round.
Laughter and loud conversations echoed throughout the tall, glass-domed atrium. Every waterfall shower station was occupied, most with a half-dozen boys waiting for their turn.
Bunny pointed to a trough where three other boys appeared to be finishing bathing a reclining staff member. Perhaps bathing was a secondary activity since the reclining man was ejaculating over his chest as the three boys were running their fingertips all around his body with feather-light touches. One of them was stimulating the underside of his erupting penis.
Bunny and his new brothers exchanged smiles with the three. The ejaculating man had his eyes closed as he huffed himself down from his waning orgasm.
One of the boys indicated to Bunny's group that they should join them in licking up the precious serum. Bunny didn't want to deny them the reward of their ministrations, so he kissed the boy who offered and told him, "I plan to get some from my two brothers, so you go ahead and enjoy your just reward."
The man, who appeared to be about forty years old and a compact five-foot-six, finally opened his eyes as three tongues danced over his flushed, lightly hairy body. He registered just a hint of surprise that there were three more boys around him.
Bunny leaned down and kissed him briefly on the lips. "I'm Bunny Tarnow. I'm new this year. You looked beautiful when you were ejaculating. Some men look all twitchy and spasmodic, but you looked graceful and completely surrendered to the orgasm. I look forward to watching many more of your orgasms."
The man blushed even as he smiled at the compliment. "Thank you, Bunny. These guys really know how to bring a man to a stunning orgasm. I'm Ben Marx. I'm one of the groundskeepers. I just came in for a little break when these guys convinced me that I needed some relaxation."
The three boys were all wearing proud smiles at their accomplishment. They looked very young to be in high school and looked as if they might be related.
"Uncle Benji works really hard. We need to make sure he gets his proper rest breaks," one of the cherubs boasted.
"My nephews take good care of me, don't they? These two," he indicated with a wave of his hand, "belong to my younger brother. This little charmer," he indicated the boy who had just spoken, "is my little sister's littlest boy."
Ben stood up and splashed himself with water from the trough. He reached underneath and pushed a button or flipped a lever that caused the water to stop flowing into it, and to drain all the residual water out of it. Then he pushed or flipped something else to cause a surge of water to flow through the trough, rinsing it out and spilling into a strip drain in the floor.
"There you go. All fresh and clean for your enjoyment," Ben Marx offered.
Bunny kissed the groundskeeper in thanks. He looked to see what Ben had done to drain and rinse the trough. There were two stainless steel buttons: one with a funnel glyph engraved on its two-inch surface, the other with a tidal wave glyph inscribed on it. Easy enough to figure out what to do!
Bunny turned toward his brothers. "I would like to welcome two of my three new brothers into the family. I'd like it if you would please double fuck me."
Rod and Rob looked at each other with concern. "I think we would hurt you. I'm sure we would hurt you. That's the last thing we want to do, baby brother," Rod said.
"My anus is surprisingly pliable," Bunny explained. "My dad and Obasi, our House Steward, have double fucked me several times. Dad's cock is exactly like mine, and Oba's is even bigger. They felt glorious together. I know that the two of you probably don't get to feel each other's dicks sliding in and out of a hole together. I really want to give this to you."
Rob spoke up. "It sounds very tempting. You're right that we have never double penetrated anyone. The thought of it is causing me to chub up. But I couldn't live with myself if I injured you. Are you absolutely sure?"
Bunny's smile told the twins what they needed to know. "Do you guys want to wash up first, or go for it?"
They spoke in unison, "Go for it."
"I thought so. Rob, why don't you lie down in the trough. Rod, would you like to suck your brother and get him hard, or should I do it?"
Rod jumped up on the trough and swallowed his brother's tumescence whole. Rob threw his arms over his head and accepted his brother's love. Bunny began to kiss Rob. Their kiss rose quickly in intensity and intimacy. Bunny surrendered his mouth to his older brother, who was an extremely skilled kissing partner, and knew precisely what to do to please Bunny.
They explored each other's mouths repeatedly. Rob began to moan, signaling to Bunny that he was ready to fuck. Bunny patted Rod on the shoulder. The muscular black teen reluctantly relinquished his brother's throbbing nine inches.
"Rob, would you mind returning the favor for your brother while I get started?"
Bunny guided Rod onto his hands and knees on the edge of the trough. The soapstone was surprisingly comfortable. Rod began to face fuck Rob slowly. Bunny was tempted to sit back and watch the beautiful sight, but he had promised his brothers a good fuck, and he was going to deliver.
Bunny squatted over Rob's erection and directed it to its new home. He dropped down so that the first few inches penetrated his rectum. Bunny sighed in pleasure. Rob moaned around a mouthful of his brother.
Bunny leaned forward, parting Rod's glutes with his hands, and began to rim the older twin, who groaned at the exquisite tongue action in his sweaty hole.
Bunny greeted his spiritual patron, Tuer Shen, and asked permission to bring his new brothers into the Garden of the Western Wind. A gentle breeze wafted over them in affirmation.
Bunny started a slow rhythm sliding his ass up and down his brother's magic wand. The threesome synchronized their sucking, fucking, and rimming. Bunny held off fully transporting his brothers to the cosmic garden.
He sensed by the increasing intensity of Rod's pistoning into his brother's mouth that he was ready. Bunny extricated his tongue from Rod's ass. "Rod, come around behind me and slide your gorgeous cock along the underside of your brother's gorgeous cock."
It took a moment for Rod to will himself to withdraw from Rob's mouth, but he mustered the resolve. He placed his large hands just above Bunny's hips. In mere seconds, Bunny felt Rod knocking on his back door, eager to join his younger brother inside his youngest brother.
"Go ahead and gently thrust into my hole. I'm ready, my big studly brother," Bunny encouraged.
Rod chuckled and huffed as he felt Bunny's anal ring relax with just the slightest pressure. He couldn't believe he was sharing this magical hole with his brother. They had often rubbed their penises on each other, but this was another level of delight.
Bunny sucked both penises into himself and opened his heart to welcome his brothers into the Garden. The three teens were connected, body, mind, and soul.
Tuer Shen himself appeared to greet his newest friends, his own foot-long cock bobbing with delight as his long jet-black hair swayed in the breeze.
"Bunny, my love, you have done well with these two captivating men. Welcome, Rodney and Robin! I have been looking forward to meeting you for a number of years. I wanted it to occur in the perfect manner. My love Bunny has effectuated that for me. You may compliment me on my enviable patience any time you are so moved," the nineteen-year-old god declared with faux haughtiness.
He couldn't feign seriousness any longer. He howled with laughter at his own joke, which he always found funnier than anyone else's attempts at humor.
Rod and Rob were amused and bewildered. Bunny made formal introductions to his revered Rabbit God and tried to acclimate his brothers to their new celestial dwelling.
Tuer Shen approached and surrounded them with shimmering light. "You, gentlemen, are very welcome, indeed. You will enter my Garden any time you make love with each other, even without your beloved younger brother, whom I cherish ineffably. My love has found two more hearts filled with generous love. That is the price of admission."
"Now," Tuer Shen changed his mien to a more officious one. "You boys were doing something, I believe. What were you doing?"
Bunny smiled, knowing that his god was playing a game. "I invited my brothers to double up in my ass. Do you approve, my love?"
"Ah, yes. Yes, yes, yes. I do approve. Carry on," Tuer Shen commanded through laughter.
Rod and Rob had never felt erotic sensations like this before. They were overwhelmed but peaceful. They both knew they had found a place of belonging and welcoming beyond anything they had ever known.
The brothers set up a slow opposing rhythm in Bunny's ass. All three teens felt all of their nerve endings firing. They basked in the shared love and light.
That light was visible to others in the Graaf Commons shower garden. It began as an almost-imperceptible glistening of their skin that was easily mistaken for perspiration. In a couple of minutes, their luminosity was unmistakable.
A few boys came over to get a closer look. One tentatively put his hand on Rodney's back. He felt a tingling surge and recoiled. He touched the glistening black skin once more and kept contact; he swooned as he felt an echo of the delight into which Bunny, Rodney, and Robin were immersed. He did not travel to the garden; but, he knew that his unknown friends were in another dimension for which he suddenly longed.
Another boy touched Bunny's thigh as he held still to allow Rod and Rob to fuck in and out as they desired. The boy was transfixed, not only by the cosmic surge in energy but by the sheer power and luxuriousness of Bunny's thigh.
Bunny smiled from his dual existence in the Garden of the Western Wind and the Graaf Commons shower garden. The boy, who had clear blue eyes and pert pink lips, leaned in to graze Bunny's lips with his own.
There was indescribable magic in Bunny's kiss that elicited a weeping sigh from the blue-eyed boy: he knew that he couldn't nourish his body on Bunny's kiss for the rest of his life, but his heart desired only that.
Bunny understood how the boy felt, but he understood that it was Tuer Shen's love that moved them all, not anything Bunny himself did.
More and more hands caressed the Poindexter twins and Bunny. Tuer Shen's inexhaustible supply of pleasure and desired flowed into all of them. Pleasure multiplied inside Bunny's ass, which was felt by his brothers as well.
They couldn't have held off their orgasm if they had tried and none of them tried.
Rod and Rob felt their cocks pulsing heavy streams of cum into Bunny's rectum. Bunny felt it just as clearly. They all also felt Bunny's prostate being massaged to great effect by the twin dicks.
A high arc of cum flew out of Bunny's eleven-inch, fat penis. None of it hit the floor, having been caught and shared by the crowd surrounding the bathing trough. Somehow, through unspoken communication, the boys knew that getting even one drop of Bunny's cum would enhance their lives.
Some lucky boys got cum shot into their open mouths and went away with wide smiles. Most others got globs of cum on their faces, arms, shoulders, or torsos, and went away giggling.
The scene turned into a celebration. The Poindexters were less able to understand what was happening than their baby brother, but they understood that Tuer Shen was gifting them a spectacular and spectacularly-long orgasm, and that, somehow, they were contributing to Bunny's orgasm, which in turn was contributing to the wellbeing of everyone else.
Bunny wallowed in the orgasm. It was one of the most pleasurable Tuer Shen had ever given to him. He was ejaculating undiminishing ropes of cum every ten seconds. After five minutes, he wondered if he should bring it to a close. Not yet.
Another five minutes passed, and another thirty ropes of sparkling cum drenched the milling crowd. Rodney and Robin had abandoned all sense of control over their experience. They repeatedly expressed gratitude to the Rabbit God for bringing them into his orbit. He expressed gratitude to them for giving him such a fine double fuck through his cherished Bunny.
More than one hundred Hulstlander Running Rabbits had been blessed with some of Bunny's cum. It would subtlely enhance their physiques, stamina, intellects, and general wellbeing over the next few weeks. It didn't matter whether they got a tiny drop or a mouthful.
Bunny had closed his eyes throughout the orgasm, but Tuer Shen lent him his vision. He realized the crush of boys had dissipated in waves of giggles and laughter, and the last three of his ejaculations had landed on the same person, Principal Graaf.
It was time to thank Tuer Shen once more and then release himself back into the drab physical world. The Poindexter twins were, as of now, unable to prolong their orgasms on their own, so they would mirror Bunny's experience.
A final waning stream of cum streaked Rob's face and torso. The three slowly brought themselves back from nirvana. Bunny finally opened his eyes to greet the smiling, dripping face of Jacob Graaf.
Bunny concentrated on focusing his eyes. He laughed at the sight of his cum coating the sharp relief of the principal's cut abs. "Principal Graaf! I have two big brothers! They feel so good in my ass. Have you met Rod and Rob Poindexter? Have you had them inside you? They have loved me so well, Principal Graaf! I love my big brothers!"
Rod and Rob amused themselves listening to Bunny ramble on. They kept their slowly-deflating cocks inside their little brother's rectum. Distant echoes of their other-worldly orgasm caused them to shudder in unison.
Did they really have a ten-minute orgasm? That couldn't have been possible. Nobody orgasms for more than a few seconds. But Tuer Shen could make anything happen.
Bunny sighed as he felt his brothers shudder. He looked down at Robin, who returned Bunny's love with his eyes. Bunny had never been happier. He wanted to look at both his brothers, but that would mean relinquishing possession of their penises. They felt magical inside him even if they were half the size of their apex.
That wasn't quite true. Bunny knew but his brothers didn't that Tuer Shen had celebrated Bunny's new brothers by giving them genitals identical to his own. They were used to nine-inch pleasers. They would have to get used to eleven-inch clubs and large cum reservoirs.
Bunny leaned forward to kiss Rob and to lift his ass off the twin dicks. He moaned into Rob's mouth when he felt the cock heads slip through his loose ring. He dismounted from the bathing trough and stood next to it. Rodney leaned forward and lay upon his identical twin, stretching his legs, which were slightly stiff from his prolonged crouch.
Principal Graaf stepped to Bunny, ignoring the string of cum hanging from his chin. "Young Mister Tarnow, what are you? What are you doing to me? What are you doing to my students? What magic do you possess?"
As the principal spoke, his penis hardened to its full ten inches, already coated in Bunny's cum, which had traveled in shimmering runnels down his tight abs.
Bunny placed his right hand on Rod's ass while his brother continued making out with his younger twin. Two fingers teased his hole. Bunny turned his attention back to the principal.
"I don't have any magic, Doctor Graaf. But my friend Tuer Shen has a limitless supply. He wishes to bless you and everyone at Hulstlander. He is just using me as a conduit. There is another here who is also a conduit. I met him here yesterday at this very bathing trough."
Graaf's mouth fell open. "Maestro Ponce? Yes, of course! I knew there was something about Josue, just as I felt there was something about you. You both have an almost irresistible charm about you, accompanied by an otherworldly calm assurance. How long have you known each other?"
"We met only yesterday. But I could tell almost immediately. We have no magic. We have only love. Tuer Shen wants us to bring more men to him with love. Speaking of which, why don't you put that hard cock of yours to good use in my ass? It's been so long since I've had anything up there. I need it badly."
The principal laughed. "It's been three minutes since you've had two cocks in you."
Bunny laughed too. "Well, it seems longer."
The teen remounted the bathing trough, joining his brothers in their makeout session. He brought his knees up so that his supernatural anus winked at Jacob Graaf. "Please, Principal Graaf, my friend is anxious to meet you."
"Your friend Tuer Shen," asked the tight thirty-eight-year-old platinum blond.
"Yes. Tuer Shen. My brothers will introduce you to him, won't you, my loves?"
The Poindexters broke their kiss. They had the glow of the Garden in their eyes. "We'd be happy to, Bunny, if you think we should," Rod spoke for both of them.
Jacob mounted the trough and touched the end of his foreskin to Bunny's anus. He felt charged.
"Hang on," Bunny proclaimed. "Here we go!"