By Quentin Collins (hauptwerk88@gmail.com)
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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.
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I felt I was finally psychologically prepared to have Cody administer some pain to me in my first BDSM experience.
Chan stepped in. "Cody, are you telling the truth about how this brings you and Victor closer?"
"Absolutely, me sweet," Cody replied.
Victor stepped forward, "It is very true. We cherish each other more after every session."
Chan looked at me, then at Cody, then back to me. "Dad, I want to be the one to paddle you."
Cody immediately refused. "No, Chan, I'm sorry. I can't allow that. You've never even seen this equipment in use. You may injure your father if you don't know what you're doing. For instance, do you know that it is very easy to bruise the kidneys with a misplaced impact? No, absolutely not."
Chan tried to argue, but both Cody and Victor were adamant. I agreed that Chan should observe at least once. I tried to come up with a middle ground.
"My sweet baby, I know you want us to be closer and closer. I want that too. When we go to the other realm, we are closer than we could ever be during a BDSM encounter.
"Why don't we do it this way: you will be the only one to watch. Even Victor will agree to wait in the other room with everyone else. You will stand directly in front of me, and we will maintain eye contact throughout. You will know better than anyone what I am feeling.
"But you must agree to remain quiet and do not get involved. This is something that, for reasons I don't understand, I feel compelled to go through, and I have to do it on my terms. I have to do this the way I want it. Can you live with that?"
Chan was conflicted, and I could tell he was trying to consider the situation with all the maturity his fifteen years would allow. Finally, he agreed to my request.
"I see your point, dad and Cody. The last thing I want is to hurt dad. I think it makes sense for me to watch. Are the rest of you guys all right with leaving the room?"
Our friends all agreed that it was my experience to have as I desired. If it was with Chan as my only witness, they were happy to assent to that request. Bob suggested that they head to the pool for a swim and a soak in the hot tub.
One by one the men hugged and kissed me and told me that they hoped I had the experience I needed. I love these guys!
The room seemed oddly empty and quiet with only the three of us. Cody broke the silence.
"Drew, I know you said you don't want Chan involved, but would you allow him to assist me in putting your restraints in place? This could be a good first step in learning what this is all about."
I agreed. If Chan were curious, I preferred that he learned from someone whom I trusted. Cody kissed me and told me that he loved me. Chan kissed me passionately, and I felt our spirits intertwine. I felt his apprehension, and he felt mine. He also felt my determination and my assurance that I wouldn't let things go too far.
Chan took a step back. "Cody? I want to know what that feels like. Would you hit me with that slapper thing? Hit me everywhere you're going to use it on dad. It will make me feel better to have an idea what he is feeling."
I laughed. Leave it to Chan to manage to get in on the action. Cody looked at me, and I nodded my agreement. Cody said he would warm up his leather crop on Chan after they get me hooked up.
Cody guided me to stand under one of the hanging bars. He started by showing Chan how to put the ankle cuffs on me. They were leather but lined in something soft and surprisingly comfortable. Four steel rings were attached to each cuff so they could be attached to whatever device or chain was desired.
Next, Cody brought out the spreader bar and showed Chan how its length could be adjusted. It could be used at the knees or ankles. Sometimes he uses spreader bars at both to better immobilize the legs. Cody lengthened the bar to about thirty inches and asked me to straddle it to test. It was definitely wider than I would comfortably stand. Cody decided to narrow it by about three inches. It was still a wide stance, but one I thought I could maintain for a while. Cody and Chan clipped my ankle cuffs to the spreader bar and then used two clips to fasten the bar to rings in the floor. I hadn't noticed those rings inset into the floor. I could move each of my feet about an inch in any direction.
Cody asked me my safe word. I repeated, "Pepsi."
He asked if I wanted to use my safe word. I said that I didn't. He asked if I wanted to proceed. I verified that I did.
Chan and Cody put similarly lined leather cuffs around my wrists. Cody lowered the suspension bar using a remote-controlled winch, and he and Chan clipped my wrists to the bar while holding it in front of my face. My wrists were about two feet apart. Cody raised the bar until it was just above my head.
I felt nervous. Cody asked if I remembered my safe word. I repeated it to him. He asked again if I wanted to use it. I told him I didn't.
Cody asked if I still wanted my head partially immobilized. I had asked for it so that I could look at the guys, but not what Cody was doing. Since it was going to be only Chan in the room, I thought about Chan and I becoming closer through this experience and decided we couldn't do that if he couldn't see my face.
I told Cody that I wanted Chan to be able to see me, and he asked if I would like a wide collar that would prevent me from bowing my head. I thought it might look kind of hot, so I agreed. I'm shallow and vain.
Cody returned from the cabinet with a leather collar. It must have been at least four inches wide. He buckled it around my neck, pulling my hair out of the way, and it was pretty comfortable, but there was no way I could look down unless I could hunch over or bend at the waist.
For the cosmetic appeal, Cody looped a silver link leash around the collar. He attached the end of the leash to the bar where my wrists were attached and raised the bar about a foot. My elbows still had some bend in them, but I could not move very much. There was plenty of slack in the leash so that I felt no tug on the collar. Cody assured me that the leash was decorative and would easily break before it would support more than half my weight. Even if hackers took control of the winch and somehow released my cuffs, there was no way I was going to be asphyxiated.
We repeated the routine with the safe word, and I again verified that I wanted to continue. Cody invited Chan to examine me to make sure he was satisfied with my safety and relative comfort.
Chan checked my wrists and the leash on my collar. He hugged me and whispered in my ear that he loved me. He asked if he should release my restraints. I told him not to, and that I was looking forward to the session.
Chan surprised me when he said, "I'm glad. You look hot right now, and I can't wait for Cody to get started."
I was almost totally immobilized with all my most sensitive spots exposed to whatever tickle or torture anyone wanted to inflict on me. My penis lost none of its hardness. The cock ring and ball stretcher combination I wore kept my genitals on display.
Chan ran his hands all over my body. There was nothing I could do to stop him even if I wanted to. I didn't want to. My penis drooled liberally at the thought of Chan having his way with me and my being unable to move. I loved feeling completely exposed and so vulnerable to the wills of Chan and Cody.
Cody asked Chan to put some lube on my nipples, genitals, and buttocks. He said it would help prevent skin irritation or abrasions. Chan greatly enjoyed playing with my body. He also tickled lube into my armpits and enjoyed seeing me squirm. Cody's growing erection betrayed his enjoyment of the scene.
Cody took the lube from Chan and then put lube on his nipples, genitals, and buttocks too. Chan looked confused for a moment and then remembered that he was going to feel the sting of the slapper too. He smiled broadly at me and locked his fingers on top of his head as he assumed a wide stance to imitate my enforced stance.
Cody asked Chan his safe word. Chan decided on "popcorn." They went through a similar ritual, repeating the safe word several times.
Cody turned to me and asked, "Are you ready to see your son preview your pain for you?"
I never want to see my beautiful Chan in pain, so I answered without hesitation, "Yes, hit him whenever and however you please."
What the fuck?
Both Chan and Cody smiled at me as I tried to figure out what I just said. Perhaps Cody was correct about the intensity of the situation unveiling hidden truths about ourselves.
Cody rubbed the crop around Chan's firm belly. It was a loop of leather two inches wide and three inches long attached to the end of an eighteen-inch-long flexible stick with a leather-wrapped handle and wrist strap at the other end. Chan stood at attention and tried not to react to the tickling sensation.
Cody tapped his belly with the slapper. Chan gave him a look that told Cody to stop messing around. Cody hit him harder, but still not with very much force. The leather made an impact on Chan's belly and thighs without causing any obvious discomfort.
Smack!
Cody brought the crop down with some force on Chan's left nipple. My son flinched and hissed, but did not change his stance.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you."
Cody kissed Chan and walloped him on the ass with the crop. Chan grunted at the considerable sting of the crop.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you."
There was a quick succession of a half dozen smacks on Chan's ass. Chan winced briefly but smiled at me.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you.
Three rapid-fire shots came to Chan's right nipple and then an immediate follow-up on his left.
Chan maintained eye contact with me and cried out, "I love you, Cody. Please, more!"
Cody started tapping Chan's balls, basically bouncing them on the end of the crop about three times per second. Cody slowly increased the force of the fast tapping and Chan's knees began to buckle, and he let out a howl. I was ready to yell out, "popcorn!" but I knew it wasn't my place.
Cody stopped the assault on Chan's scrotum as he stood straight once more and proclaimed his love for Cody.
Chan's ass and the backs of his thighs received several severe blows. Then the crop walloped my son's penis once, followed by another series of rapid blows to the balls.
Cody stepped back and stood silent for a moment before turning to me. "So, Drew, are you ready for your turn?"
"Yes, sir. Please, sir. Do whatever you desire," I replied.
Sir?
Chan smiled at me but remained with his hands on his head.
I felt a hard blow across my hard penis. Before my body could sufficiently register that pain, I felt two blows to my ass. Pain radiated throughout my body before refocusing in my ass as a humming sting. I was surprised that I didn't feel any real lasting pain in my penis.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you." I echoed Chan's proclamation while looking at my son, who encouraged me with his smile.
Thwack! A sharp blow landed on the back of my left thigh. The sensation was intense, and I felt myself hanging by my wrists for a moment before I could support my weight with my legs again.
I couldn't move my head because of the collar, but I sensed Cody remaining behind me and anticipated the series of blows on my ass. I felt like was leaving my body and abandoning myself to the pain.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you."
Another blow to my ass, but then immediately tapping on my balls. Cody must have reached the crop between my legs to get to my balls. My stainless steel cock ring was holding my balls tight, so the tapping caused a simultaneous stinging sensation and a vibration in my genitals. It was like an electric masturbator gone rogue.
I cried out, "Yes! More! Don't ever stop. I love you, Cody."
I tried maintaining my eye contact with Chan, but I had to close my eyes to process my feelings.
Having my body restrained had the unanticipated effect of forcing me to react to the stimulation and pain in a mostly non-physical way. I could verbalize, and I could internalize. There weren't many other options as far as I could reckon in the moment.
The sensation in my testicles stopped. I saw Cody come around to stand in front of me and examine my face. I tried to lean forward to kiss him but could move only a couple inches. He brought his face to me. I panted, "Thank you, my love."
We kissed deeply. He did not speak a word. He stepped away from me far enough that I could see Cody's nine-inch penis was completely erect and burbling precum. He attacked my nipples again. The impacts were strong enough to be excruciating, but he made the pain transform into a constant singing in my body.
I knew I was in pain, but the pain felt like oxygen reaching starved areas in my psyche that I didn't know existed. I was aware of new sensations as the crop made rapid landings in my left armpit and down my ribs. These were considerably more than moderate blows.
"Thank you, Cody. I love you." My voice sounded far away.
The series was repeated on my right side. I was about to cry out when three hard blows on my penis left me mute. I know my mouth was open, but I could produce no sound.
Channing was looking at me with some concern.
I took a deep breath and concentrated on remembering my safe word. Now might be a good time to use it.
"More, my love. Please. More."
That was not my safe word.
The flat leather landed with a thwack on my wet nine-inch erection three more times. I started moaning and then transformed into almost singing, "Love, love, love. More, more, more."
I had no idea where that came from. I wasn't really sure where I was. Every nerve ending was fervid, and I felt like a rocket lifting off from earth, eager to reach the heavens.
There were no sensations for a minute. I saw Cody with something in his hands talking to Chan. Cody walked to me and showed me two sets of what looked like small tweezers on either end of a chain with a one-inch round ball hanging from its center.
Cody explained that these were weighted adjustable nipple tweezers and he was going to attach them to me to give me constant discomfort in both my nipples while he works on other parts of my body. He showed how he would work a rubber collar from the joint of the tweezers to increase the pressure. The tips of the tweezers were also coated in rubber so that they would pinch but not pierce.
I glanced at the sinister-looking devices and said, "Thank you, Cody. I love you."
I felt the tweezers go onto my left tit and the pressure slowly increased until it became uncomfortable. The pressure increased again, and I grunted through clenched teeth. Cody stopped and applied the matching device to my other nipple
Then Cody lowered the ball, and I felt a profound tug on both my nipples. I groaned and threw my shoulders back to display my new jewelry. I did a slow shimmy with my shoulders to let the ball tug on one nipple and then the other. I repeatedly groaned as my nipples gave me the sweetest pain.
"Please, my love. More," I begged Cody.
My sweet love honored my wish by delivering a long series of whips to my ass. Each time the crop landed I lurched a little, causing the weight tugging at my nipples to increase the pain.
The beating on my ass continued, and I floated away to a place where I could process everything I felt. It seemed as if I were in the cosmic realm, but I was alone, and I couldn't sense other people. It's not the way I wanted to be there. I wanted my sweet baby to be with me. We belong together.
I had the vague sensation of pain going down my side again, and I heard a voice crying out for more. I think it was mine. I felt the rapid flicking of the crop on my balls, and I started calling for my son.
Chan came rushing over as Cody continued smacking my balls.
"Dad, what is it? Do you want your safe word," Chan asked.
"Suck me, my sweetness. Please suck my cock while he beats my balls. Please my love."
I felt Chan's wonderful lips descend on my cock as the vibrations and pain in my balls brought me to an orgasm. Chan joined me in the garden realm and shared everything I was feeling. I didn't need to explain anything to him. I felt his fear and concern dissipate as he understood how alive I felt.
I cried out for Cody to fuck me and beat my nipples. He asked if I were sure. I begged him to join us, and I felt his own nine inches of sturdy penis slip into my reddened ass as I felt his spirit join with Chan and me.
I felt our three penises ejaculate in synchronization as Cody tapped the crop on my nipples to enhance the sensation of the clips. There was no need to tell him anything because all my feelings iterated in him as he wrapped his left arm around my stomach and beat me with the crop in his right hand.
We got into a rhythm where Cody would tap my nipple five times and then we would all fire off another rope of cum. After five or six ejaculations Cody dropped the crop and removed the collar immobilizing my head.
Cody too was integrating the sensations of his body in the physical world with our spirits in the cosmic realm, as Chan and I had learned to do. He wanted to kiss me while making love to my ass and joining my spirit. I wanted that too.
Chan's hands wandered along my torso, and he began playing with the appliances on my nipples, enjoying the sensation on my-his-Cody's nipples. I turned my head and happily allowed Cody's tongue into my mouth.
My mom laughed at me and let me know that she suspected I'd end up in restraints and titty clamps one day. I wasn't even aware that mom and dad had joined us. We welcomed them into our lovemaking. But they weren't alone. Shahin, my unofficial Iranian brother whom I called Bird was there too with his husband, Oliver. Shahin was fucking my dad's ass as dad was performing cunnilingus on my mom. Oliver was sucking dad's cock.
I felt buoyed in being able to share my experience with my loves. Cody had spoken about embarrassment in the physical world. But there was no embarrassment here. We all accepted and celebrated the various ways we lived our shared love.
The seven of us synchronized our orgasms. Dad's rapidly flicking tongue felt so good on my mom's clitoris as I enjoyed Bird's penis in my dad's ass. My mom enjoyed the blowjob Chan gave me and let him know what a precious grandson he is, and how proud they are of him.
I shared with my companions my doubts about what I just experienced. I was trying to figure out if I actually enjoyed what I had gone through. I thought that if some people might use pain as a method of entering the cosmic realm, it seemed unnecessary to me since I had much more pleasurable ways of getting there. I also felt very lonely not being there with one of my true loves.
My dad reminded me that I enjoyed the pain until the moment I realized I was flying solo into the other realm. He suggested I think more about what I enjoyed most up until that point: was it the pain or the submission? As a hint, he reminded me that I was still wearing the nipple clamps and enjoying that sensation just like he does.
My dad likes nipple clamps? He shared memories with us, and I saw how much he did enjoy being restrained and having his nipples abused.
Bird and Oliver joined in, sharing images of their occasional spanking sessions. Bird allowed how he looked forward to trying some of the ball torture I had just endured.
I agreed with them that I needed to reflect on my experience, but let them know that nothing I experienced up to this point felt as good as what I was feeling now. Nothing compared to the complete abandonment I could allow myself in sharing every thought and sensation without fear of judgment or recrimination.
I heard noise coming from the other room and broke my kiss with Cody to call out to the guys to come to join us. As they had returned from their time at the pool, I told them that I wanted each one of them to fire a load in my ass while we were all joined in the realm.
I sensed Bird laughing at me and calling me a greedy fucker, but I also sensed mom, dad, Bird, and Oliver decide they were going to stick around to experience the serial fucking with me.
I sensed both of our spirit friends assure all of us that were welcome to an extended stay and complete union.
I told Chan to put his wonderful penis in my ass as Cody went to make love to his husband, Victor. The two of them would be back with us in the realm in moments.
Bailey and Quino began double penetrating Bob while he sucked my shooting penis. Oliver shared that he liked the way Bob felt being penetrated by his two lovers, and would like to have that experience too. My mom encouraged my dad and Bird to make Oliver's wish come true.
My dad lay down and let Oliver sit on his dick. My mom straddled dad so she could suck Oliver's penis while allowing dad's tongue to get back to work on her. Bird slid into his husband's rectum from behind and asked if he liked being a double occupancy lover. Oliver's wordless delirium told us all how he felt. It was a wonderful experience for all four of them, and wonderful for all of us to be able to share it with them.
As Noah and Gavin joined us by removing my nipple clamps and using their mouths to stimulate my nubs while using their hands to explore my shackled body as they pleased, we felt Uncle Robert and Aunt Debbie join us too.
We were all temporarily seized by a fifteen-way orgasm. I never felt so much love. The thirteen men shot another load of cum at the same time. Chan and Gavin switched places, so Gavin was now inside my rectum. I tried to make him feel welcome and comfortable. Since I could feel what Gavin was feeling, I knew what to do to maximize his pleasure.
Chan knew what to do to maximize my pleasure too. We integrated Robert and Deb into our orgasmic cluster. We all loved Aunt Deb instantly, of course. Bob seemed a little surprised at learning that his parents were not the straight-and-narrow, boring folk that he imagined until just a few hours ago. We all, including Bob, laughed as Robert conveyed to his son, "Says the man with two dicks in his ass and another in his mouth."
We all shared then the sensation of being wrapped up in a warm, loving wind. We came again, and Victor arrived at my back to penetrate my ass while Chan went to get penetrated by Cody. We continued making a round robin of fucking, sucking, kissing and biting until all my loves had shot into my ass at least once.
I felt myself absorbing all their love and virility. My ass actually felt better each time a new man came inside me.
I was fucking my son while Bailey was fucking me. Quino and Bob were working my tits and spanking me with their bare hands as I thrust back and forth into Chan's ass and then onto Bailey's penis. Noah and Victor were paired, as were Cody and Gavin. We were all still joined in the realm, but decided it was time to depart.
We all gave each other our hearts and then, one by one, detached from one another. I was left alone, still shackled at the wrists and ankles. I felt cum running down my body and realized that my loves had been ejaculating all over me as they tortured my nipples or kissed my mouth. There was no cum running out of my ass. I held that all inside me for my spiritual nourishment.
The men all stood around me as Cody lowered the bar above my head and released my wrists. At the same time, Chan released my ankle cuffs from the spreader bar. I stood free for the first time in ... how long was it? I had no idea how many minutes or hours I was restrained.
Chan stood up and hugged me, and I wrapped my arms around him. We rubbed ourselves against each other to massage each other with the cum from all our generous lovers. After we broke our hug, Chan continued to massage the cum into the skin of my legs and sides.
My son kissed my reddened ass cheeks and nipples and asked how I felt.
"Wonderful. I feel exquisite. Thank you, all of you, for doing this for me."
I turned to Cody, "Thank you for guiding me through this with your patience and expertise. I love you, Cody, even when you're not beating me."
Cody and I kissed for a long time in a relaxed and tender manner.
Bob asked if anyone knew what time it was. He said he had to be up early to tend to the horses. Victor looked at a security system control panel by the door and announced that it was 3:38 a.m.
We had apparently been joined in the realm for about five hours, and I was shackled for about six hours. There was no soreness or pain. I felt like I could run several mile-long laps on Primrose Farm's running trail.
Victor noted that even their enormous bed would not comfortably accommodate all of us, so he offered any of the rooms in the main house that were not being renovated for us to distribute ourselves however we desired.
Bailey, Quino, and Bob decided they wanted to spend a couple hours together. Noah and Gavin took another room instead of going back to their apartment above the garage. Chan and I would again share the bed with Victor and Cody.
We collapsed into bed and fell asleep almost immediately. I wasn't even sure whom I was cuddling when I entered dreamland. I know that I slept with a smile on my face.
When I awoke, I was cradling my beautiful son, who was nestled in my right armpit and had his leg draped over mine. Mr. Bunny sat on my chest facing me. I picked up my head and rubbed noses with him. Am I a grown man nuzzling a stuffed bunny?
Chan's blonde curls tickled my shoulder in the most pleasant way as his sweet breath tickled my prominent right nipple. Victor and Cody were nowhere in sight.
We lay completely uncovered in the warm July morning. I looked over at the mantle clock to see it was almost 9:00 a.m. I sighed in contentment as I lazily stroked my son's side and kissed his curls.
Chan stirred a couple minutes later. He didn't open his eyes, but smiled up at me and pursed his lips to receive a tongue-filled morning kiss. His hands ran over my body, and he slowly humped his morning erection into my hip.
He lowered his hand to stroke my thigh.
"Dad, are you happy that you're finally getting the body you've always dreamed of?"
I looked down and noticed my chest even more prominent than it was yesterday. I scanned my tight abs, narrow waist, and Adonis belt to see the large mounds of my thighs, one of which Chan was still stroking.
Even though my body felt foreign, I was oddly calm about the overnight changes. I asked Chan, "Is this your doing, Bunny?"
Chan lay on top of me, rubbing his nine-inch morning glory against my own identical penis. He put his hands on my chest and pressed his torso up to look into my eyes.
"I don't think so, but I'm honestly not sure. I know that, to whatever extent I have power or influence, it's because of our spirit guides. We have two guides, but one is sort of a guest of the other. They are going to tell us their names very soon.
"Saturday night when we were together in the garden, I wished that the four of us had penises like Victor, but with Cody's foreskin, and it happened. I also wished for you to have the body that you've wanted, and that seems to be happening too."
Channing had to pause to sigh and moan as he continued the frottage or our penises, which were both lubricating themselves generously. He continued to support his upper body with his hands on the mounds of my chest. He squeezed my chest as he slid his dick over mine.
"Aaah. Dad, I love our new penises. We have to be sure to thank our guides. This feels incredible. Dad, you look incredible. You feel incredible too. I like what you've done with yourself," he joked.
I had to laugh. "Well, I'll have to thank our guides on your behalf next time we are in the garden."
"Dad," Chan continued, "What if I were to wish for something else? I don't know if it would come about or not. We've received these blessings because they wanted for us to have them, not because I caused them on my own. I don't know why they are being so nice to us."
I held Chan's face and studied his expression. I had no doubt this special boy was somehow imbued with capabilities and connections that neither of us understood.
I brought my son's face to mine, and we kissed, immediately entering the garden. Chan attempted to share with me whatever knowledge he had of his powers, but I was unable to understand explicitly. I felt implicitly that he was on another level of understanding and mastery of his powers that I had yet to achieve.
We sought a connection with our guides to thank them for their generosity. Chan and I both sensed their proximity and felt that they were happy for us. We sensed that there was so much more to be learned and explored.
I shared with our guides that, if my wishes were theirs to grant, that I wished for Channing always to be the kind, generous, gentle, loving, impish young man that I know and love with all my being. I also wished for him to have the body he wanted too if he didn't already. I wondered if perhaps he should have something to show he was the first among us? Maybe, instead of the four of us having identical genitals, Chan should have something more? Or perhaps he should have a superior intellect? I couldn't imagine how he could get more beautiful, but perhaps our guides could. I left it to them to give my son some further manifestation of their favor. There was nothing more I could want.
There was a surge of energy between us that I knew was my wish being granted as we ejaculated together. Channing and I were able to make out specter-like visions of our host guides. They were both stunning men.
One man looked remarkably like Chan, but a few years older – and with wings. Hmm. He had a ring of flowers in his hair and carried a lyre, but was otherwise splendidly naked as he sat on a white steed with flowers braided in its main. We got the sensation he was overseeing his garden.
The other man stood with an ancient bow and arrow in his hand. The bow was shaped almost like a Texas longhorn. He had straight, long black hair, most of which was tied in a knot on top of his head, with several wisps blowing in the gentle wind. A rabbit sat quietly on his right shoulder. The man's foot-long penis ejaculated along with Chan and me as he smiled at us. We realized that he was ejaculating through us. We thanked him for the marvelous orgasm. As we looked at his smiling face, I noticed that he was Chinese, but had a strong square jaw unlike what one might expect to see on a typical Chinese face. He was incredibly handsome and looked to be about eighteen years old. He was a welcome guest of the guide on the horse.
They told us that they had many more blessings to share with us and were happy that we brought so many new men to the garden. We broke our kiss and knew that we had to get going if we were to make it to our new house by early afternoon. We thanked our guides for their continuing kindnesses and for revealing more of themselves to us.
We were back in Victor and Cody's bed. I felt like I had just returned home from visiting my two best friends.
We brushed our teeth, rinsed out our rectums, and took a quick shower before going down to the kitchen to see if we might scavenge some breakfast. I retrieved our keys, cell phones, and wallets from the nightstand before we left the room. Chan had Mr. Bunny in tow.
We descended the front stairs arm in arm and went from the stair hall to the front hall, where we were greeted by a group of painters, electricians, and carpenters setting up for a day's work on the first-floor rooms. All the workmen knew where they were, so they weren't shocked to see naked men. But they seemed to scrutinize us, trying to decipher our relationship and resemblance. I felt eyes examining my newly enhanced musculature and subtly posed for them, letting them drink in whatever part of my body they wished to look at.
I let my hand fall to Chan's ass and massaged it as we continued around to the kitchen. I wanted them to know that we were together in every way. His ass felt harder and more prominent than I remembered.
Cody, Bailey, and Quino were in the kitchen to greet us. Bailey told me that I was even more pumped today than I was after our session in the gym last night, and wondered how it was possible.
"Chan makes everything possible," was my opaque reply.
They knew that I spoke honestly even though none of us really understood what I meant. Bailey offered us berry cups to eat while we waited for a frittata similar to the one we had the day before.
I mentioned to Cody that we had to leave soon since we had about a four-hour drive ahead of us. I wanted to get to the house in the afternoon so we could get the truck unloaded and returned to the rental agency.
I knew we'd have to stop for gas and probably lunch on the way. It suddenly dawned on me that the rugby shorts and sleeveless T-shirt I left in the truck might not fit my newly muscled body. Bailey offered to give me some of his clothes. Chan said that I should try on my own clothes and see if I could wiggle into them without tearing the seams. I knew that he was hoping I would tear the seams when I was out in public somewhere.
I also realized that hardly any of the clothing I packed in the truck would be of any use. I'd have to buy an entirely new wardrobe. I decided I'd contact Roger the tailor and see if he had any recommendations for shops in the area to handle alterations to suits and dress slacks. I had no reason to think he knew every tailor, but maybe there was a friend of a friend in South Carolina.
Victor came into the kitchen through the back door and noticed my wallet and other things on the table. He came over to me, set his glasses on the table, and straddled my lap facing me as I sat at the table. He kissed me lovingly.
"I thought I was going to hold you and your son hostage, my love?"
I kissed him in return as I rubbed his back. "Our hearts are your prisoners for eternity, my dear. But I'm afraid our bodies have to hit the road for now."
Victor moved over to Chan and tried his luck there.
"Can't you convince your old father, whose mind has obviously gone dodgy, that you are meant to stay here with us?"
"I wish I could," Chan offered before kissing Victor.
I countered that my old mind was eight years younger than his. Victor made me wait for his retort while he continued kissing my son.
"Perhaps so, but your judgment centers are obviously blown, and you need someone to tell you what to do."
I laughed. "Well, I can't offer any refutation of that. Nevertheless, this lad and his failing old man have got to move into their new house."
Victor pouted but relented. He told us that he had Gavin fill our truck's gas tank from the farm's supply so we wouldn't have to stop on the way. I thanked him as Bailey brought our frittatas. Chan and I dug into the delicious egg concoction. Instead of white sardines today, the secret ingredients were fresh thyme and thin slices of sautéed parsnips.
I said that we would want to say goodbye to everyone before we left. Cody paged Noah and Gavin on the house phone and asked them to meet us in the stable.
We all walked to the stable together to say goodbye to Uncle Robert, Bob, Noah, and Gavin. There were plentiful tears, but also reminders that we would be together frequently in our spiritual unions in the garden, so we will never become strangers.
After several rounds of hugs, kisses, and proclamations of love, including for Ranger and Smokey, Cody and Victor walked us up the path toward our truck. We were all sporting erections at various stages of firmness. Chan and I were totally erect.
Victor nipped into the fitness center as we passed it and came out with two towels. He said they would be a workable emergency backup in case we couldn't get our suddenly-enhanced bodies into our clothing.
Suddenly there was a blur, and something wrapped itself around me.
"Drew, Chan, please don't go!" Ducky exclaimed as he kissed all over my face. I felt his knees pressing on my hips and, before I knew it, he was fucking himself on me.
"I can make you happy. See! Chan, come join your beautiful daddy inside me. I will make you happy too. You don't have to go."
Oh, my sweet Duc Pham!
Chan did come over, and I felt his well-slicked penis slide along mine inside Ducky's ass. The others stood watching with a mixture of mirth and envy at young Mr. Pham's attempt to lure into staying.
My son and I joined our kind spirit friends again. We jointly wished for their blessings on our Vietnamese friend. We were assured of their protection and magnanimity. We were also reminded of the impending arrival of Ducky's true love.
We became aware that our Chinese spirit friend was ejaculating through the three of us. Chan and I were filling Duc's ass while he was again shooting over our heads and showering us with cum. We celebrated our comingled orgasms for several minutes, and then pulled apart.
I gingerly returned Ducky to his feet and licked some of his cum from his face, feeding some of it into his wide smile. Chan joined me.
Once our tongues were out of his mouth, Duc said, "I wish you guys could stay for a few weeks. Maybe you can come back? My brother is coming to stay with me for a while. I very much want him to meet you.
"My little brother Phuc just turned sixteen and has graduated from high school already. He told mom and dad he thinks he is gay like I am. They suggested he take some time off before starting his studies at Cal Tech to learn `how to be gay' from me."
Duc was beaming at the thought of being able to teach his younger brother how to be happy in his sexuality and celebrate it with gusto as Duc does.
Chan and I shared a knowing glance, realizing that Phuc is most likely Duc's promised true love. Ducky was once again bouncing with excitement as he continued.
"Dad said I was the happiest gay he's ever met, and he wants Lucky to be equally as happy."
"Lucky?" I asked as I watched a runnel of cum trickle down from the corner of Ducky's bright smile. His whole face lit up as he talked about his brother.
"Yes. Phuc [which rhymes with `book'] translates into `lucky' in English. He is a little more than six years younger than I, and mom and dad felt extremely lucky to be able to have another son, so that's how he got his name. I feel really lucky to have Phuc as my brother too. We've always been close, even though we aren't close in age.
"Lucky says that he wants me to teach him how to be a good lover. He says he's had some oral experience, but he wants me to be the first to enter him anally. Isn't that great? And he's completely enamored over the idea of being able to be naked all the time here at Primrose Farm.
"Victor and Cody have been very generous in offering to let me stay here. They are beyond generous to allow my little brother to stay here as well. I promise that he will work and pull his own weight.
"And all the guys here said they would help me teach Lucky everything they know about sex. They are very generous too."
I smiled at the idea of the "sacrifice" any of our new friends here at Primrose Farm would be making in joining with Ducky and Lucky.
I gripped Duc by his underarms and lifted him a few inches so that we were face to face. I licked more cum off his face and shared it in a brief kiss. Then I slowly raised him up and started kissing my way down his torse. I could feel the power of my newly-enhanced shoulders and arms as I held him up high and began to kiss and lick his scrotum.
Ducky's face glowed in delight as I looked up at him in the slightly hazy morning sunlight. His legs spread out to the sides in a full split position. Chan came up to us, his erection bumping into mine, and began using his large, talented tongue in Duc's ass. I adjusted my grip so I was supporting Duc under his thighs.
We were swept into the garden again, this time taking Ducky with us. He was surprised but was not nearly as overwhelmed as everyone else who went to the celestial garden for the first time. Instead, Ducky was even more gleeful than usual. I felt him ejaculate into my mouth as Chan and I began to ejaculate onto each other.
I knew that we must have been a sparkling sight to behold for Victor, Cody, Gavin, and Noah.
Ducky seemed to seek out our spirit friend and very politely introduced himself. We all laughed at his good manners in the throes of an intense orgasm. Our spirit guide let Ducky know that he was quite aware who he was and had invited him into his garden. He asked Ducky if he understood.
"No, sir, but I very much like it here and think you are the most handsome man I've ever seen. Thank you for inviting me."
Our guide ejaculated through the three of us. He communicated to Ducky that he wanted to introduce himself and let Ducky know that he and Lucky would be welcomed together whenever and however they desired.
"Why?" Leave it to Ducky to cut to the chase.
"Because I love you. I love Chan. I love Drew. I love Phuc."
"I don't love you because I don't know you. Will I be allowed to know you? I have a feeling I would like you very much."
We felt a surge in our orgasm such as I had never felt. Our guide was laughing heartily as he ejaculated again.
"You and your brother will both get to know me more and more each time you come here. I hope that you will both find me worthy of your love. I will continue to love you regardless."
I felt myself thrusting as Chan and I continued to cum all over each other's genitals as we held Ducky at our shoulders. I had a desire to make love to our friend. I saw his beautiful tallow complexion and Chinese features. His lithe, tightly muscled body and foot-long penis were irresistible.
"I love you, my friend," I felt myself saying. I felt both our spirit friend and Chan respond simultaneously, "We love you too."
Chan continued his skillful analingus of Ducky, but I felt him climbing on me and wrapping himself around me. I was now standing and supporting the full weight of both my son and our Vietnamese lover. They felt like they weighed nothing.
Chan used Duc's maneuver to lower his anus around my spewing cock. I was making love to our spirit friend through Chan. We were already in the garden, but I felt somehow as if I were transported – or perhaps transformed – once again. Chan was a proxy for our Chinese host, and I felt connected to him as never before. I felt connected to Chan as never before either.
"I love you, Bunny," I seemed to repeat over and over. I realized I was using the name for both my son and our young spirit lover with the rabbit on his shoulder. They were both happy to be called "Bunny."
I didn't have to ask for anything. I felt Bunny answer my unspoken plea for Ducky and Lucky to be blessed as brothers and lovers. I was confident there would be a physical manifestation of their union once they consummated their union.
Ducky kept firing exquisite nectar further and further down my throat. We decided to part. I told Bunny how much I loved him. Them. I felt the warm paving stones under my feet as the weight of Ducky and Chan bore down on me.
Chan climbed off first, and then we helped Ducky alight on the ground. His smile could have lit Las Vegas. He looked down at his erection and fondled his leaking penis, realizing it was now more than eight inches in length.
"Bunny gave me a present to give to Lucky. I hope he likes it."
Chan and I laughed and told Duc that Phuc would surely have an identical present to give to him when the time came, and they would both get hours of delight from each other.
I glanced over at Victor, Cody, Noah, and Gavin. They were ashen and astonished.
"Guys. What's wrong?" I asked. "Surely you know that Ducky's enhancement was a gift the same way ours were."
Gavin stammered, "You. You – all of you – you were floating! You were glowing. You were shining. You virtually disappeared. And you were floating. Like, not touching the ground. At all. How could you? How did you? Did you? Who did it?
I tried to remain calm. "Oh. I guess that's why Chan and Ducky felt so light. I thought it my impressive guns. But seriously, I don't know how, but I know we were further enshrouded in the realm than ever before. I made love to Bunny.
Victor stepped forward. "Yes, we saw that."
"No," I corrected, "Not Chan-Bunny. Bunny-Bunny. The Chinese guide. He and Chan are both Bunny."
I stopped and considered what I just said. Are Chan and Bunny the same? They can't be. Chan is still Chan.
"I mean, they are both called Bunny. I think making love to the spiritual Bunny must have caused whatever it is you saw. Perhaps, soon, you will all experience the same thing. I hope so. It was astounding."
Chan agreed. "When dad was loving me, I felt Bunny with me. There was more love between the three of us – between the four of us really – than I have ever felt before. I am sure you all are going to feel that very soon."
We took a few more minutes to gather our wits. We used one of the towels Victor had gotten for us to clean up as best we could.
We kissed everyone again, several times, as more work trucks pulled up to continue the restoration work. Victor handed us the clean towels, and a bag with a few bottles of water, some pears, and a few bananas.
Chan and I climbed into the moving truck and started down the driveway with tears in our eyes. We were leaving as completely different people – both physically and spiritually – than we were when we arrived a mere two days ago. Primrose Farm Bed & Breakfast really was one hundred forty-five acres of heaven.
What other changes lie ahead?