Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2015 09:17:43 +0000 From: Rob Armstrong Subject: SPIKE'S DIARIES: ZURVANI SPIKE'S DIARIES: ZURVANI THESE STORIES CONTAINS THEMES OF INCEST BETWEEN FATHERS, SONS AND/ OR GRANDSONS, WATERSPORTS AND DOMINATION. THESE CHARACTERS EXIST IN AN AIDS FREE, CONSEQUENCE FREE, FANTASY PARALLEL UNIVERSE AND ARE NOT TO BE EMULATED. PLEASE SUPPORT NIFTY WITH YOUR DONATIONS AND KEEP THIS INCREDIBLE RESOURCE GOING. NB: See 'Spike's Piercing Parlour' series, November 24th 2012 Top Secret: The following is featured in the research records of Pentagon operatives George 'Doc' Schultz and Carmine 'Spike' Russo, in connection with their ongoing studies of the evermore widespread effects of Formula 51.... SECURITY CAMERA FOOTAGE provided by FARHAD ZURVANI, 45 years old, Mall Security Duty Officer, Trinity Mall nr Tyson, East TX (lifted from files hidden on his home computer hard drive) DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:13: CAMERA 17 MALL GALLERIES, NORTH ENTRANCE A FATHER AND SON are seen entering the mall from the north lot. The gallery is otherwise empty of shoppers at this time of day. Father appears mid 30s, handsome, tanned, dark hair, football build, approx 6'2". Casual attire - jeans, T-shirt which doesn't quite meet the belt, exposing a hint of nice furry six-pack. Son is mid-teens, handsome young stud, features similar to his father, approx 5'7", loose, low-slung board shorts and lightweight summer shirt, fully open. A lock of dark hair flops out and over one eyebrow from beneath a backwards-worn baseball cap Camera zooms in on boy's exposed torso, revealing lean tone, flawlessly smooth skin, lightly tanned - tight six-pack and burgeoning pectorals. Nipples are dark and puffy. Sheen of sweat due to external heat and humidity levels. Father also has noticeable sweat patches at pits, front and back of his T-shirt. His nipples are noticeably erect through the thin fabric. Boy runs hand over his torso and playfully smears his sweat all over his father's face. Father mock-grimaces and seizes laughing boy before he can run, pressing boy's face deep into a damp armpit. Boy makes as if to push Dad away, yet simultaneously appears to be nuzzling further into Dad's pit. For a moment he stands straddling his father's right leg. Camera zooms in further: son's crotch is pressed up against father's powerful quads, father's crotch planted into son's lower stomach. They break apart. Father swats at son's fanny but son is too fast. They both laugh and move on. They are both now fully hard and it is clear that neither is wearing underwear of any kind. DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:20: CAMERA O8, 'REBEL SPORTS' FRANCHISE FATHER AND SON enter the outlet and begin to examine home-gym equipment. Camera zooms in on posterior view of the pair. Both father and son have taut, firm buttocks. The tops of father's are exposed, rounded and powerful, pushing plumply at the belt of his low`riding Levis. Boy's are high and pert. A powerfully built young salesman approaches them, smiling warmly. He gestures at an arm-curl machine in invitation. Father and son take turns trying out the equipment. Father slowly strips his son of his sweat dampened shirt and the boy sits on the seatpad, his back to the men. He is now half naked and will remain so for the rest of their time in the mall together. Due to the low-hung waistband and lack of underwear, boy's upper crack is also now clearly visible to everyone... Dad does nothing to cover him up... Son shows impressive muscular bulk for his age. He and Dad have clearly been putting in some.... intensive... training time at home... The blond salesman takes the opportunity to check out both hot ass cracks on display while Dad stares at his son's smooth globes. After the arm curl they move on to examine the free weights. When son bends over slowly... deliberately... to check out the larger plates more closely, he gives a little wiggle which causes the waistband of his shorts to pull lower. Both men stand staring, mesmerised, at the sight of his now half-exposed buttocks... ...Father sees salesman's crotch is now tented and he draws in air through pouty lips... his own bulge begins to throb and hitch in response... a little wet patch form at the tip... ...and all the while, son gyrates his rump in little accidental circles to tease them... Salesman checks out Dad's lively package and their eyes meet. In answer to the salesman's unspoken question, Dad nods slowly, a wicked grin spreading across his rugged face... Salesman's face turns dark with passion and his mouth opens in what may or may not be an audible moan of arousal. Dad gropes salesman's ass through his thin cotton shorts and the blond stud feels up Dad's boner, as they drink in the young jock's slutty display... DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:31: CAMERA 22, 1st FLOOR NORTH-EAST GALLERY AS THEY LEAVE 'Rebel Sports',father appears to write his phone number on a scrap of paper, which he then slips down the back of the salesman's shorts, tucking it into his ass-crack. He retains his son's shirt and walks a little behind the boy, his eyes fixed upon his son's ass. He now has an evermore spreading wet-patch at his protruding crotch. Son appears oblivious of the near-obscene exposure of his lower body and strides on ahead nonchalantly. DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:33: CAMERA 20a, 1st FLOOR EAST GALLERY SON NOW WANDERS some yards ahead of father, who has paused at the window of a gun store. Two middle-aged trucker brothers turn the corner and do a double-take at the sight of the half-naked boy. Son seems unaware of their scrutiny as they stop to leer, but father watches them nudge and mutter to each other. One of them licks his lips, stripping the boy with his eyes as he lays a hand on his brother's hardon... Father shudders and touches himself... The truckers move on. Noticing father's blatant hand manipulation, they both give him a slow, sexy wink. One tosses his head back at son and nods in approval. The hot young dad nods back, his tongue tip wetly protruding from between his lips... DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:45: CAMERA 54, EAST MEZZANINE FATHER AND SON now browse the upper level, arms around each other - son's hand resting in drying damp patch in small of father's back, father's left arm draped across son's shoulder, fingertips lightly grazing the skin just above the boy's nipple. They enter 'DBO' franchise. DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:45: CAMERA 41, 'DBO' ENTRANCE THEY ARE THE only shoppers in 'Discount Brands Outfitters' franchise, a huge warehouse-style clothing outlet. Over in the north-west corner, a couple of young female sales staff are gossiping as they use a quiet period to catch up on stock-taking, too busy to take note of the two new arrivals in the store. The two males wander out of shot. A moment later, mall security guard Farhad Zurvani enters. A handsome Persian immigrant, he is mid-forties, stands 6'2" and has a bulky, muscular build. He wears a dark beard and has a full head of black hair, turning silver at the temples. He is dressed in a simple, subtle uniform of dark blazer and slacks. He nods to the two sales girls, then sets off in pursuit of father and son... ...whom he has until recently been monitoring - with increasing interest - from the security centre, over the mall's CCTV system. DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:46: CAMERA 46 'DBO - MEN'S DEPT ANGLE A' FATHER AND SON arrive in the menswear department in the far south-east corner of the outlet. Other than themselves, it is deserted. Son half-heartedly flicks through a rail of shorts and workout attire, while father hugs him from behind, arms around his boy, chin resting on son's shoulder. The scruff of his stubbled jaw nuzzles the boy's neck and he lazily strums his fingers up and down the kid's washboard abs. Now and then he absently flicks a nipple with a thumb nail. Whenever he does so, the boy puffs out his chest and instinctively pushes his hips back into his dad. Father glances around to make sure they are, indeed, alone. Then he steps back and playfully yanks down the boy's shorts altogether. Son spins round, laughing, and his rigid boner springs up, flicking a spray of precum across his father's T-shirt and treasure trail. He gives father the finger. They play wrestle, until son gets father's belt open and pulls his dad's jeans down too. Now both father and son's backsides are completely naked. Father breaks free and holds up his hands, nodding to acknowledge that the boy has, if not bested, then equalled him in misbehaviour. They stand there, panting for a moment, grinning at each other. Father drinks in the sight of his son's naked, dripping erection as he rubs boyjuice into his flat stomach. Then son turns and bends... slowly... to retrieve his board shorts from round his ankles. Glancing over his shoulder at his fixated father, he straightens back up, drawing them teasingly up his thighs... And stops the waistband short, just beneath the curve of his bubble butt, leaving his bare ass hanging out. Dad's mouth hangs open, grinning in shocked delight at his son's blatant exhibitionism. In answer he deliberately leaves his own waistband lodged where it landed, beneath his meatier, harier buttocks. More, he turns his back to his son and, feet planted wide, bends over in a leisurely fashion, under the pretext of retying a perfectly secure boot lace... while displaying his plump ass and hot, hairy brown-eye to his young son. Lips pursed, the teen leers at the sight longingly and slips a hand inside his shorts to grope himself. Like a pair of naughty frat bros, father and son wander round the rails with their bare asses hanging out, glancing around from time to time to check out each other's rear ends... ...each kneading his hardon when he thinks the other isn't looking... As son inspects a carousel of aviator shades, father stands back and gropes himself, ogling his boy's ass. The boy keeps deliberately dropping pairs of shades on the floor... then taking his sweet time bending over and picking them back up again... Father appears to be breathing more heavily now. He whips out his cell and sneaks off a coupla dozen shots of his son's bare buttocks and sweaty crack. The hole is pink and moist. He's no doubt considering posting these pics to some sleazy sex sites to share with other deviant studs, like those two hot truckers... DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:57: CAMERA 45 'DBO - MEN'S DEPT ANGLE B' FARHAD ZURVANI IS watching the whole scene, unnoticed by the other two, standing half-hidden by the formal wear stand. Two bull balls hang from the open fly of his grey slacks and the tool he works in his hand is massive, pierced and slick with dick juice. He has pushed aside his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and has his other hand working his nipples in there. Father and son are escalating in boldness, believing themselves unwatched. A childish display of sticking tongues out at each other has now turned into something much more lascivious and they are now wagging wet tongues in a lewd and suggestive manner... ...Dad licks his lips, getting them all wet... ...Son runs his tongue around his mouth in a wide 'O'... Zurvani steps foward and they both freeze... For a tense moment they stand there. Caught. Deer in the headlights... ...and yet neither father nor son can fail to notice the gargantuan... dripping...... middle eastern phallus... and swinging ballsack... which the guard has left to air... Holding eye contact with father, Zurvani steps up to son and, with bold arrogance, places the boy's hand on his greasy arab tool and forces him to play with it. Both excited and terrified, son grasps the rod tight, struggling to get his hand around it, and jacks it with mounting enthusiasm... The arab then wets a forefinger in his mouth... runs it sloooowly down the kid's sweaty trench... and casually begins to fingerfuck the kid's hole... ...right in front of father... His expression challenges the man to stop him. Son winces - he has clearly never been penetrated before - and he now looks to his father to intervene. But father is too enthralled by the sight of this handsome older stud taking such... terrible... terrible... liberties with his son - liberties that he has hitherto, perhaps, lacked the courage to take himself... ...Slowly father's cell comes out again and this time he begins filming jack-off footage... of his own son's anal violation... at the hands of a complete stranger... ...all the while whimpering in passion, kneading his aching schlong, still trapped in the crotch of his jeans... ...Son's mouth is working in silent pleading, but right now Dad could give a shit... it's SOOOO FUKKKKIN HOOOOOT... SOOOO FUCKIN WROOONNNG... his kid's face a conflict of the suffering and pleasure inflicted by the Iranian daddy's thick... thick... finger... ... son's hips begin to gyrate and he wiggles his ass a little... ...as he starts to pant in hunger, so does his father... An imperious toss of the guard's head brings father over, nearer to the pair. Zurvani grabs Dad's ass with his other hand and drills a finger deep up HIS hole... dry... Dad drops his phone. His mouth opens wide and he throws his head back, shoulders hunched, and he is forced to clamp one hand over his own mouth to contain his scream from nearby ears. Zurvani wrenches the finger out of the boy's ass. It's dirty. He shoves it into father's mouth, startling him, and gets it good and wet. Father grimaces at the taste and gags, but by then the finger is lodged back up the kid's chute. Turned on to see his father also thus abused, son now begins to really enjoy the slickened finger working his hole and starts to ride it. Without command, he bends over to get more of that raping finger up his young, virgin cunt... ...thus bringing his mouth within range of that slick, funky head with all those dirty, mouthwatering smells... ...a questing tongue pokes out and begins to swipe at the juicy glans, lapping up juices old and fresh... when he slips the tongue-tip inside, past the steel ring, the guard begins to buck and fuck that hot teen mouth... Zurvani next forces into Dad's mouth the soiled finger from his own shit-chute. This time Dad's grimace is more thoughtful and he sucks at the finger a little. The finger goes back in. Father shudders and starts to work his hips. He and son gasp, their jaws slack, feverish eyes locked on each other, sharing this sweet torment as they submit to it. Zurvani bites down hard on one of son's erect nipples. Son is in ecstasy. Father is infected by son's pleasure and the pain is clearly fading. Both father and son writhe on the security guard's THICK probing digits. Zurvani chews boy-tit and smiles... DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 11:49: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP THIS IS EVIDENTLY WHERE the mall cop brings casual hook-ups - and doubtless blackmailed young store thieves - for his own private pleasure. The place appears to be in the mall basement... way off the grid, largely forgotten, and has fallen into serious disrepair, with a stained, cracked urinal; damp patches in many corners; peeling paint everywhere. It is a sleazy, dirty toilet to which, it seems, the guard has the only key. Zurvani and his two new playthings are all stark naked. While Dad is nicely furry, the Iranian is an absolute ape, covered in thick, coarse black hair. Son's lithe, muscular form is almost entirely smooth. Father and son kneel before the alpha's phallus, their hands tightly roped behind them, fighting over the rod, their tongues duelling across the pierced, wedge-shaped head. Their lips lock together now and again, tongues mating, until that juicy head thrusts between them, fucking the gap it has created and smearing their faces. Both father and son's nipples are angry and chewed looking, Dad's linked to boy's by tight chains. Wicked looking clamps pull and squeeze their distended nubs mercilessly as their bodies writhe... Their faces bear an accumulation of cum loads, and their hair is still sodden with the recent shower of strong, salty arab piss they have been subjected to... Both asses wiggle on black rubber butt plugs, identical father and son dicks mashed flat against their six-packs, slick with juices and rubbing up against each other like a pair of rutting serpents as they feverishly frot... Zurvani feeds the pair from a bottle of poppers... this is still clearly pretty new to them, though it is evident he has been teaching them... He rips the clips from father's nipples. When Dad cries out, Zurvani shoves his rod down his throat and pushes son's head down onto his father's dick. There is evidence of both family members choking but they persevere like true jocks, nursing dick and working throat muscles... Then Zurvani turns, bends forward slightly, and presents them with his simian shithole. He grabs father and son by the back of their heads, forcing first one, then another into the forrested cleft of his deep crack. Son pulls back with a look of disgust, wrenching his head free. Wrinkling his nose, he shakes his head in refusal. Dad looks sickened but he allows himself to be drawn in. He too pulls back and gags. Zurvani's meaty paw crushes Dad's face back up against his hole and, roughly grabbing Dad's hair, begins to swipe the young father's face up and down his entangled, gritty trench, using it as toilet paper... ...son grooooans at his father's defilement and he spurts a little pre... ...Zurvani growls, enjoying the roughness of Dad's three-day sruff now sandpapering his soiled anus... Father resists for a while, but his erection bones up, spewing juices harder than ever...juices that drown his boy's frotting rod... until he finally surrenders and pushes in between Zurvani's fat buttocks, burrowing deep and eating out the Iranian's shitter with gusto... ...now the guard is panting hard and heavy... ahhhh... that tongue... that hungry... wet... swiping... swabbing... questing... probing... surprisingly LONNNNNG... tongue... ...Zurvani grinds his ass back onto him and feeds him a long, hot, juicy turd... ...Father's tool throbs, jerks and explodes without being touched, engulfing his son's dick with his copious load... Watching his father's final conversion to pigslut, son's hips buck, working his dick against the underside of Dad's tool... Dad comes up for air, spits out the arab's log and frenches his son...wantonly feeding him the rich pungent taste of the arab's hot, filthy shitter... ...and son explodes ejaculate all over his Dad's stomach. Which, when he is done licking out his father's mouth, he then starts to slurp off... DATE/TIME STAMP: 07/20/15: 17:02: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP DATE STAMP SHOWS the passing of a month or so. Son and father are clearly now regular visitors to the Iranian's secret restroom hideaway... Son shows some growth spurt and his muscle mass is more developed. His head has been shaved to a number one buzz cut. Crotch and balls? Shaved baby smooth. His nipples display signs of frequent abuse and have become more engorged and distended... Clean-cut soccer Dad is gone. His hair is shaggier and he clearly hasn't shaved or showered for days. His impressive muscles are bigger, more cut now. His nipples are newly pierced and sport fat platinum rings, linked by a weighted chain. His ass cheeks still bear the welts of a recent strapping. A sexy snake tattoo uncoils from one shoulder and down his back to point the way to that slutty hole... Both father and son wear slave collars... Today Zurvani is wearing his Leather-Master's harness and a black SM cap. He's on the can taking a dump and smoking a big cigar while Dad rides his dick like a whore. Son fellates his father as a fuck machine rams his own ass with a large pale dildo... there are already several cum loads on the concrete beneath the kid's still dripping dick, which he knows he will be compelled to lick up later... Dad's bladder finally surrenders to the frantic pounding of his cunt, and he fills his 15 year-old's thirsty mouth with a fountain of scalding daddy-piss... ...the boy alernates between guzzling Dad's rich, dark urine, and running his head under the spigot to ensure that his father's salty load washes him head to toe... This drives Zurani over the edge. He clamps his cigar in his teeth as he piledrives himself to climax up Dad's cunt. The mall cop pushes Dad off and flushes the john. He then kneels up on the cracked porcelain and thrusts his ass out expectantly. Son abandons his father's dick. He shoves his face deep into the big ape's crack, as far as it will go... Dad meanwhile hasn't cum yet. His Master's cumload still dripping from his puffy hole, he disengages his son's cunt from the machine and uses the kid himself. As he rabbit-fucks him, he appears to spur him on with words of encouragement, relishing the sight of his slutty jock son's abandonment... ...as he eagerly swabs and devours whatever is left up that hot, tasty shitter... ...licking... licking.. ...chewing... swallowing... ...wallowing... oinking... ...suck-suck-sucking... ...and cleaning him out but GOOOOOOOD... DATE/TIME STAMP: 07/29/15: 20:44: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP THIS EVENING, FATHER is mummified with duct tape to a pillar, the bindings reaching up as far as his nose. His hard dick pokes out at the centre. Son is spreadeagled, bound face forward to a Saint Andrew's Cross, his wrists and ankles tied in hemp. More rope criss-crosses his torso and ties off his young dick and balls cruelly. His hole is plugged with a curly black piggly-wiggly tail... his head encased within a black leather pig-mask... All Dad can do is make muffled cries and watch as Zurvani flogs his son's ass with a long tawse. For all his screams, son's dick remains rock-hard, and he even begins to thrust out his red, glowing rump. His pigtail and ass jiggle with each burning stroke of agonizing pleasure... The more son screams into his gag, the more Dad's drooling dick bounces and bobs... When at last Zurvani tires of the torture, he steps up behind and rips the tail roughly from son's hole. He begins to piss a dark amber stream over the kids roasted cheeks and then... staring directly into Dad's fevered eyes... ploughs his weapon right up the boy's chute... ...still pissing... Both father and son lose it simultaneously all over the floor... both cumming and pissing at the same time... ...Now which one is gonna hafta lick THAT mess up off the floor tonight..? DATE/TIME STAMP: 08/31/15: 01:33: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP FATHER AND SON are bound side by side, bent over a makeshift fuck horse, each impaled deep on one of the arab's fists. He is in to the mid-forearm. They french as if their lives depended on it, until the other men in the room pull their mouths away and onto their dicks. Maybe twenty men in all are lined up. The two horny truckers from that first day, two and a half months ago, are among them, as is the blond sports salesman. Also present are a couple of shiftless young studs, who can be seen earlier on these tapes submitting their virgin tails to the arab's lusts after they were caught shoplifting. Each man is eager to feed his tool to one or other of the hot, incestuous jocks... or both... But Dad and his boy always return to family loving, sharing anonymous pissloads and cumloads, mouth to mouth. Dad is especially proud of the cruel-looking steel barbs that puncture both of his son's recently pierced tits... and how well he responds to the savage nipple torture these gang-bangers inflict... ...usually with pleas for, 'Sir! More, please Sir!' While everybody takes a little-time out to recharge, father and son man the rimseats for some VERY thorough latrine duty... ...they accidentaly come three times apiece, doing that... Now attention turns to their asses. As the orgy escalates, there are spitroastings and double penetrations... and not just confined to father and son, either, who also take their share of ass later on. No, every hole is a goal, and there are some whose asses are forcibly taken for the first time ever... The evening climaxes as Dad and Zurani both take son's hole together. They plunge up his cunt and ream him mercilessly until his young dick explodes and geysers rich fountains of cum all over the three of them. Zurvani smiles and scuffs their heads affectionately. Finally satisfied - well, for now at least - they make out in a hot, sweaty threeway... ...and smile for the camera... FOOTNOTE: AS FAR AS CAN BE ASCERTAINED BY THIS DEPARTMENT, NO USE OF FORMULA 51 WAS EVIDENT IN THIS CASE. NOTWITHSTANDING THE POSSIBILITY THAT EITHER FATHER OR SON HERE WAS EXPOSED TO F51 PRIOR TO THEIR FIRST VISIT TO TRINITY MALL, THIS CASE CAN BE SEEN AS BELONGING TO THE CONTROL GROUP. GEORGE SCHULTZ, Phd (honorary) BSc (honorary) PROJECT LEADER, GROOM LAKE, NV