Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2017 17:19:20 -0500 From: CreepingDawn Subject: Ant King Chapter 3 Warning: This story is unsuitable for minors and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity considered taboo (and illegal) in most (if not all) jurisdictions. If such activity offends you, please DO NOT read any further. I do not condone any illegal activity and stress that this work is fiction, fantasy, and in no way meant to reflect reality. Sexual abuse of minors is a very serious issue and I encourage anyone tempted to engage in such behavior to seek help immediately. Title: Ant King Last Updated: 1/30/17 Dear Reader: Thank you for taking the time to read my work. If you wish to drop me a line, feel free. My email address is (CreepingDawn@protonmail.com) and I look forward to hearing from you. Additionally, the good folks at Nifty give us a creative outlet that we should value a great deal. As such, please consider donating to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html so that we can continue to have access to this wonderful space. Without further adieu... Chapter 3. Lester O'Malley was certainly a piece of work. From a well-off and well connected family, he began his career as a venture capitalist before investing heavily in offshore mining. The millions he made over the years allowed him to buy into several national companies and the stocks he held, as well as his investments in oil, plastic production, transportation, and medical tech, made him one incredibly wealthy son of a bitch. A lifelong bachelor, he had disdained any relationship that didn't make him money and felt no remorse at all that he lacked a family or a group of friends. Relegating Lester to a guest bedroom, I slept that night in the master which was massive and opulent beyond anything I had ever seen. The bed, larger than a standard King, was perhaps the most comfortable surface I had ever slept on. It was a restorative sleep, deep and peaceful and invigorating. I woke late in the morning with a new lease on life and grandiose, if still unformed, plans. I proceeded to take a quick shower in the enormous bathroom before reluctantly putting on my clothing from the pervious day. I had, after all, checked my suitcase before my flight and most of my stuff was now across the country! Grabbing my backpack, I headed downstairs. Lester, at my command, took me to one of the local bank branches where he kept a great deal of money and added me to several of his personal accounts. We ordered a debit card and a credit card with my name on it and were told that they would be at that branch within twenty-four hours. By noon, I had access to a checking account with over three hundred thousand dollars in it and a credit card with a five hundred thousand dollar limit. Better yet, my new drone Lester was going to pay the credit card off each month and ensure that the checking account always stayed full! We were shopping at a massive mall half an hour later, buying me a couple sets of clothes and a new laptop that would replace my old and somewhat battered one. I enjoyed having a "sugar daddy" in Lester but was just about to suggest we head back to his home so I could check out the beach when the mall began to fill up with the after-school crowd. It was delightful and I decided that the beach could fuck off. For the next two hours, Lester and I wandered around the complex making small talk as I eyed the various teen and preteen cuties. I was, I knew, a lion among lambs. Laughing at that thought, I suddenly spotted my prey. A preteen boy had just slipped out of a dressing room and was immediately set upon by a harried looking woman. "Finally!" she said. "That looks much better. I told you the other pair was too short. Go back and change so we can get them and go." I stopped and stared. The boy was lovely. Long golden hair and angular features, his skin was smooth and sun kissed. A California surfer boy in Miami, I immediately imagined him flat on his back with my tongue bathing him from head to toe. He was the one! "Fine," he responded with a shrug and an eye roll. "Whatever." Turning in dramatic fashion, the youngster proceeded back into the dressing room as his mother began tapping at her phone. Casually walking up behind her, I slipped my hand up and grazed her elbow. "Hi," I said to my new drone, Karen Saunders, as details about her began to fill my head. "Hey," she said, suddenly smiling at me. She was the right choice. Divorced mother of four, she was a nurse practitioner who had brought her youngest, eleven year old Tyler, to the mall to get a new pair of jeans because his most recent growth spurt had finally made the hand-me-downs he had been wearing no longer practical. She was having a bad day, I knew, and Tyler's complaining about having to come shopping was not helping it. Neither was the fact that twelve year old Zach still needed to be picked up from baseball practice and that David and Daniel, her fourteen year old twins, had just texted her to let her know that band practice had been canceled for the day and they, too, needed a ride home. "Go get the other boys," I said to her quietly. If they looked anything like their brother Tyler, I wanted to see them. "Then bring them to his house." I nodded in Lester's direction. "Lester, please tell Karen how to get to your home." Smiling at the older man, I then entered the dressing room. Tyler, it turned out, was just opening his stall when I reached in and touched the boy's cheek, startling him for a split second before he became my drone. The boy, acquiescing to my mental commands, followed me out of the dressing room and handed Lester the pants he had just tried on. His mother had already left. We bought several more pairs of the pants (because, after all, that's what the boy and his mother had come here for) before the three of us left the mall, heading immediately back to Lester's house. ............... "Hey!" Tyler shouted at me as I tossed him back towards the deep end of Lester's huge heated pool, the boy hitting the water with a loud "Umph!" before going under. Miami in late March, it turned out, was really pretty warm so Tyler and I had decided to take a little dip while we waited for his mom to arrive with his brothers. Without any swim trunks, the two of us had simply stripped down to the buff and jumped in. Tyler was unconcerned with the nudity, I knew, because I had mentally commanded him to think swimming naked was totally normal and to think of me as his favorite older cousin. So, for nearly a half an hour, the two of us dunked and giggled and acted like kids. I could have used my mental commands to make him do whatever I wanted, I knew. I could have made him a robot or a slave. However, on the ride home, I decided I only wanted to interfere with his mind just enough to let me do what I wanted and would allow him to be himself otherwise. I enjoyed being around boys, having two younger brothers myself, and felt that forcing my drones to act as zombies when in my presence would be somewhat grating on my own nerves. That's why Tyler and I chatted about his classes and hobbies all the way back to Lester's house and why, when I asked him what he wanted to do and he said swim, I shrugged and led him out to the pool. Sex was going to happen, without a doubt, but I wanted to actually like the kid too. And I did. He was funny and quick witted, with a goofy sense of humor. I had popped an immediate hard-on when the little cutie stripped down, of course. His hot compact body, hairless and with distinct tan lines around his pelvis, was only just starting to show signs of maturity and I found myself drooling a bit as I gawked at the beautiful and flawless flesh. My cock stayed pretty chubby as we played, thoughts of sex not too far from my mind. When I knew via my mental link that Karen and her three boys had arrived, I instructed Tyler to shimmy up to the side of the pool facing the back door so the three other boys wouldn't know we were naked when Lester escorted them out for introductions. It worked perfectly. "Sup shrimp," said one of the older teens as he stepped out onto the patio, looking first at his youngest brother before giving me a curious and somewhat odd look. "Are you Mike? Mom's cousin?" I smiled at him as his two brothers, mother, and Lester also appeared. Wow. The three boys did not disappoint. The twins were obviously teenage boys, tall and lanky and clearly developing into men. They were not identical twins, I knew, but shared the same short blond hair and had similar slim builds. The younger boy, Zach, looked more like Tyler, though somewhat larger and obviously much closer to puberty. All three were very handsome. "I am. Are you David or Daniel?" I responded with a smile, stretching out my hand over the concrete in an effort to shake the boy's hand and put him under my spell. "Daniel," he responded as the three boys walked over and we shook hands. The two others were now within touching distance and I didn't even bother to say anything, reaching out fast and touching each on the leg. Then the four of us smiled at each other and the three boys began to strip. My mind reach out with two orders. First, I instructed Lester to take the night off. Second, I instructed Karen to call the boy's in sick for tomorrow so they could hang out here with me for the night. Since she was so overworked, I included an order that she go home and treat herself to a child-free night, a bubble bath, and a glass of wine. The two adults smiled at me before departing and I turned my attention to the youngsters getting naked before me, my erection growing rapidly as I watched them shimmy out of socks and shoes, shirts and pants, and finally their tight and delightful boxers. I was amazed. All three were in good shape, with tanned skin and lean muscular frames. Probing a bit into their minds, I learned that all three played basketball regularly (as did Tyler, the youngest) which explained their naturally athletic looks. All three also had public hair, with Zach's little bush being very small compared to his two older brothers. All three were circumcised, similar to Tyler, and had respectable young cocks bouncing above low-hanging balls. I was rock hard. Sending out a mental command, I instructed all four boys to think of swimming nude as completely normal and that I was their favorite older cousin who had come to visit. I also impressed upon each of them that physical affection was totally normal and that their parents had decided the four would stay with me that night. Then I released them, as I had earlier with Tyler, to allow their natural personalities to shine through my mental prompting. A split second later, David, quick as lightening, grabbed Zach by the armpits and tossed him right into the center of the pool. The fight was on! We wrestled and played Marco Polo. We took turns doing goofy dives from the diving board. We swam around and chatted about nothing whatsoever. I learned through the conversation (though I could have learned it from my link but chose not to) that Daniel had a big and obvious crush on Michelle, a girl in his grade, and that all three of his brothers thought it was hilarious to tease him about it. I learned that David, after a bit of prompting (and a bit of mental nudging), liked another female classmate which got his twin brother to squeal with delight as he'd been trying to wriggle that secret out of David for weeks. The two younger boys vehemently denied liking any girls at school, and I believed them. Both were still very much boys. That fact led me to probe a bit deeper and I found just about what I expected. While the twin fourteen year olds both jerked-off regularly and were actively interested in sex with girls, the younger two were both naive as to the world of sex and had no interest in that aspect of their bodies. Yet. Both had been through sex ed, it seemed, but neither took away anything of substance from those dry and unimagined lectures. Interesting... Despite the fact that Zach and Tyler were more than happy to hang all over me in the pool (and their two older brothers were not intimidated by some casual and goodnatured grab-ass as well), I knew, when I probed their minds, that all four were straight (even if the two younger ones didn't quite realize that yet). That didn't stop all four from swimming around with obvious boners, though. Nudity and roughhousing and puberty were a potent cocktail. It wasn't until Zach's elbow slid casual along my own cock while he was swimming under my legs that I decided I'd had enough. I wanted a little action. And I knew just what kind of scenario would be most entertaining. Reaching out into their minds, I made up the story that we were about to experience. "So Zach and Tyler," I said a moment later as we all casually relaxed in the shallow section. "You know that your mom and dad have tasked me with teaching you about guy sex, right? And that's why we are all here today?" They giggled. "Duh!" Zach said. "And Daniel and David are here to help you!" Tyler rolled his eyes dramatically, though he appeared otherwise very interested now that we were getting down to business. "You got it dude." Daniel interjected. "Mike taught us when we were your age and he agreed to fly into town to teach you both. David and I are along for the ride since we got nothing better to do." "You mean because mom told you you had to help," Tyler responded immediately, jumping away when his brother lunged playfully toward him. "That's right," I said. "So, first thing's first. Daniel, how about you hop up on the side of the pool. You are going to demonstrate an orgasm for your brothers. "Cool," he responded as he hauled himself up and onto the ledge. "Zach, you and Tyler get out too and sit on either side of him. I want you each to take one of your hands and begin to touch and tweak one of Daniel's nipples. David, your job is to make him cum." The other twin nodded as if this was the most natural thing in the world. "I can do that," he replied, grinning at his brother. "No butt stuff though," I said casually, "and I want you jerking him off when he cums so the boys can see it." The boy nodded and slid up to the ledge, between his brothers open legs. The other two had already climbed out and were teasing Daniel's nipples as they watched on in fascination. David, a grin on his face, began to massage his twin's sack while using his other hand to gently stroke his brother's rapidly engorging flesh. Daniel had already been semi-hard when he sat on the edge of the pool and the nipple tweaking and the light caresses of his twin had him standing at a full five inches within moments. I was also hard as I watched the scene before me and I groaned in tandem with Daniel as David began to lick his brother's stiff prick from base to tip over and over again. Then David opened his mouth wide and swallowed most of his brother's prick, suddenly bobbing up and down aggressively as he twisted and pulled on his twins nuts. "Oh fuck!" said Daniel immediately, his body going taut at the stimulation. "That feel good, Daniel?" I asked, my voice husky. "Yeah. Oh shit. Yeah. I haven't jacked-off in like two days. Oh shit." Zach and Tyler, their eyes as big as saucers, easily forgot their brother's nipples as they watched in fascination while David blew Daniel, the twin receiving the blow-job grunting and moaning as his partner worked him. "See Zach. Tyler. Daniel's cock feels really good because it has all those nerves in it that David is stimulating. This is called a blowjob and it feels wonderful when you are getting it." I noticed both boy's had straining hard-ons, their boycocks vibrating angrily with unknown lust as they watched the fellatio before them. Then my mental link with Daniel warned me he was approaching climax so I ordered David to quit the blowjob and focus on jerking his twin off. A moment later, Daniel was whimpering as David held his cock at a forty-five degree angle way from his body and began to rapidly stroke the straining meat with his other hand. The fist flew up and down the moaning boy's member, slick with saliva, and the rhythmic slap slap slap echoed loudly in the quiet yard. "Fuck! I'm cumming! Shit!" Blast after blast fired out from Daniel's throbbing tool as his brother's hand never slowed, cum hitting David's face and neck while still more was being flung wildly from the furious masturbation and landing in the pool. Daniel groaned unintelligently as his orgasm began to abate and David's hand stopped its assault. As he released his brother's flesh, several smaller spurts continued to trickle out of the calming boy and the two younger boys began to "ooh and ahh" at the sight. Knowing that Zach and Tyler were highly aroused, I sent some mental directions to David and the boy scooted over so he now stood in front of Tyler's lap. I stepped forward as well, my face inches from Zach's own boycock. "Now that you've seen an orgasm, it's time for each of you to experience it." David and I dove in, each grasping the hard cocks in front of us with our mouths and swallowing them to the root. Up and down we bobbed, the small shafts fitting easily in our eager mouths. The two startled youngsters let out a simultaneous moan before Daniel slid his arms around his younger brothers, grinning in amusement as the pre-teen boys wriggled around at the new sensations. It was too much for them. "Wait!" shouted Tyler suddenly, his body shivering as David slurped aggressively at his sensitive cock head. "AH! Wait!" David did not and a moment later, Tyler whimpered in ecstasy as his first orgasm crashed into him, his body twitching spastically. "I got to pee!" Zach said a heartbeat later, grabbing my head and trying, unsuccessfully to pull me off of his throbbing boyhood. I didn't relent and he squealed suddenly, his body going stiff as several small thin spurts of barely pubescent cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed eagerly, the delicious cream tasting like mana from heaven. "Ahhh!!!" he continued to moan throughout his orgasm. I pulled off the still groaning boy, my own dick about to explode. I sensed David felt the same way so I quickly ordered him out of the pool and followed closely behind. Within a few moments, we were laying together in the soft grass, his cock in my mouth and my own in his, our bodies slick with pool water and eagerness. Neither of us lasted long, the fourteen year old bobbing on my member as best he could while I attacked his manhood like a calf suckling it's mother's teat. I erupted into his eager mouth, the powerful climax sweeping me away. A split second later, David gave a loud groan and his own climax took hold, my mouth suddenly filled with his seed. It was much more mature and complex in flavor than than that of his younger brother but it was no less delicious. We sighed at the same time, rolling off each other and grinning at the other three boys. They grinned right back. "So," I said. "How was that?"