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"Zombies Ate My Dick"

By Paul S. Stevens

Chapter #3

"All right, it's a deal," Brad agreed. "But I have some conditions."

"What conditions?" Scott dubiously questioned.

"First off, if I do this for you guys, it means that none of you can say anything about this to anyone, especially the other guys who were here with me tonight."

"Okay, noted," Scott said. "What else?"

"Everything that's about to happen next, stays between the five of us and never leaves this room."

"Isn't that the same thing?" Scott said annoyed. "Next."

"Mom and Dad can never find out about this... ever!"

"Well duh...," Scott said. "What else?"

"What I'm about to do here tonight must be considered `payment in full'," Brad bargained. "You can't blackmail me into making me do something more in the future."

"Understood," Scott nodded. "Do we all agree to these conditions?" Scott asked the rest of us. The three of us nodded our heads `yes' in approval. "Great, was there something else?"

"Yeah, I want some insurance," Brad insisted.

"What do you mean by that?" Scott asked suspiciously.

"I want physical proof that I get to keep in my possession if you guys should ever change your minds and try to tell on me later," Brad stated.

"What kind of physical proof are you talking about?" Scott asked.

"I'm talking about taking a picture of you guys all having like, an orgy or something, sucking each other off. Then I can show it if you guys try to say anything. If you blow my cover, I'll blow yours. Get it? That's what I mean by proof."

"Why would we want to blow each other's cover?" Scott wondered.

"We wouldn't, and that's what the proof is for, to make sure that neither side ever does," Brad explained. "That's what insurance is all about."

The way things were going between Scott and Brad, it was starting to look like we weren't going to get our blowjobs after all.

"No way," Scott said firmly. "Then you'll be able to blackmail us. We're not the ones who did something wrong. No pictures!"

"Then no sucking," Brad said just as firmly. "I'm not the only one responsible for what happened here tonight, but I am the only who is going to do all the sucking. You said you're not the ones who did something wrong, but what you're asking me to do is wrong too. I know you Scott. I'm not going to let you blackmail me now, or ever. I'm only protecting myself."

"Okay, fine," Scott finally agreed. "But we get a picture of you sucking me off first. Then we'll all do a picture for you."

"Done, get your phone," Brad agreed.

"Is that everything now?" Scott asked.

"Just one more thing," Brad added. "I want the lights off!"

"How are we going to take the pictures with the lights off?" Scott scoffed.

"After you take the pictures, you dork," Brad insulted. "Then we'll turn the lights off."

"Why do you want the lights off anyway?" Scott wondered. "We've already seen each other now. Why are you acting shy all of a sudden?"

"It's not shyness," Brad huffed. "I just think we'll have more fun in the dark."

When Brad said `more fun', I perked up and became intrigued. I wanted to know more about that, so I spoke up.

"What do you mean, `more fun'?" I asked, as Brad got caught off guard with my question.

"I mean, more... `naughty'!" Brad answered with a grin.

"What a shock," Scott sarcastically interjected. "Imagine that, Brad, wanting to be more `naughty'."

"I agree with Brad!" I said to Scott as he looked surprised that I would want to be `naughty' and side with his brother. "It is more fun when it's naughty, because naughty is sexy. I've actually had some pretty awesome wet dreams where Zombies ate my dick. I think its way hot! So Brad, when it's my turn, will you be `naughty' and blow me like a Zombie?"

A broad grin stretched across Brad's face as he understood exactly what I was talking about.

"See Scott," Brad proclaimed as he pointed to me. "Now that guy gets it! What's your name dude?"

It wasn't until that moment that we all realized that under the circumstances, we hadn't been fully introduced yet.

"I'm Glenn Talbert, and this is my best friend, Tommy Rhodes," I said, pointing next to me, introducing the two of us, since Brad already knew everyone else.

"Well, Glenn Talbert, I like your style," Brad praised as my dick twitched from the unexpected compliment. "As I do you `Zombie Style', I'll eat your dick and drink your cum until I've sucked every last drop of delicious cum cream from your quivering dick!"

"You mean it?" I innocently asked.

"Oh, hell yes I mean it!" Brad explicitly confirmed. "Zombies love young boy meat and they especially love fresh young cum cream that can only come from a quivering boy boner like yours!"

My dick twitched a second, and a third time, and my heart started pounding in my throat at the promise of getting my favorite fantasy fulfilled. It sounded like Brad intimately knew what a `Zombie Blowjob' was. His provocative description had very nearly made me cum on the spot.

"That sounds so cool!" Tommy chimed in. "Would you please do me `Zombie Style' too?"

Then, to our amazement, Manny piped in next. "Do all of us `Zombie Style' Brad! That would be so awesome!"

Scott was the only one who hadn't made a comment about wanting to get sucked, `Zombie Style' like the rest of us. It was probably because it sounded too good to be true. Even if it were only half as good as it sounded, it would still be better than a plain and unimaginative blowjob. It was the `naughty' part we had been talking about earlier that was going to make all the difference in the world.

I think that Scott was still way too angry at his brother over what had happened earlier to allow himself to enjoy what was about to happen.

"All right," Brad announced. "You got it, `Zombie Style' it is!"

"Is your phone on camera mode, Scott?" Brad asked.

"Yeah," Scott said, handing the phone over to Tommy. "Make sure you can see both of our faces in the picture."

Brad knelt down and waved his little brother over to him. Scott moved into position and grabbed his dick to give it a few strokes. As Scott coaxed his dick back up to a full boner, he realized something.

"Wait a minute," Scott exclaimed. "It has to look like you're forcing me to do this. Otherwise, Mom and Dad will just think that I wanted you to do it. I've got an idea. Tie me up to the bed."

"What? Are you crazy?" Brad objected.

"Tie me up or the deal is off and I'll go and get Mom and Dad right now."

"Whatever dude," Brad conceded. "What do you want me to tie you up with?"

"Use my soccer socks," Scott suggested. "They're long enough to do the trick."

Scott pulled out a pair of dark green socks with white stripes across the top and tossed them to Brad.

"Tie me to the headboard," Scott ordered.

Scott then stretched out on his bed while Brad tied him up to the corners of the headboard. Brad decided that, as long as they were going this far, he might as well go all the way. Brad went over to Scott's dresser and grabbed a regular pair of socks from the top drawer and stuffed them into Scott's mouth like a gag. Scott mumbled as he tried to object, but it was too late.

Then, Brad climbed up on the bed and straddled his little brother's legs. We all got boned up again as we watched Brad slip Scott's dick into his mouth and pose for the picture. Tommy took several detailed shots of the two of them as if he were a seasoned photographer. He even composed a short live video as Brad started getting into what he was doing, forgetting that it was just supposed to be a posed shot.

"That's enough," Scott complained as he spit out his uncomfortable gag. "Untie me now."

"Why?" Brad toyed with his brother while he still had him tied up. "Why not just let me finish you off like this? I love having you tied up like a little puppet."

"Not funny," Scott chided. "Besides, we still have to do our group picture for you before we turn the lights out. Remember?"

Brad crawled up Scott's body and intentionally stuck his hardened boner in Scott's mouth to shut him up as he reached across to untie the socks that were still holding him captive. If there were any love at all between these two brothers, they hid it well.

"Okay you guys," Brad ordered. "Get close to each other and make it look like you're all doing something sexy with each other."

With a lot of reluctance on everybody's part, we all got down on the floor, atop our sleeping bags. Everyone was moving rather slowly and I was beginning to get annoyed as I realized that this was taking forever. My balls were starting to ache from waiting so long for our `Zombie Style' blowjob. I took it upon myself to take charge. I wanted to push things along a little faster so we could finally get to our promised finale.

"Let's try this," I suggested.

I moved over to where Manny and Scott were lying next to each other.

"Manny, please lie on your back with your hands behind your head and spread your legs," I began as if I were a seasoned movie director. "Scott, you crawl between his legs and suck on Manny's dick while Tommy crouches behind you and slides his dick up your butt crack."

"What about you?" Tommy asked. "What are you going to do?"

"Well, I'll be rubbing my dick in your crack of course," I explained. "That will be really hot!

"I think that's just weird," Scott said. "We're not trying to win any awards here. Let's just all lie in a circle and suck on each other. That'll be quick and easy."

The others all agreed, so I went along with it.

The whole idea of me taking charge was supposed to speed things along, but just like what happened to Brad, I felt the sense of power come over me and I let my horniness take control.

We got in place and began our suckfest. I lucked out and got Tommy's dick to suck on and Manny sucked mine. My mind started reeling from the intense sensations and I found it nearly impossible to concentrate. It was so awesome to have Tommy's dick in my mouth, and at the same time, it was just as awesome to have Manny sucking mine.

Brad took several pictures of us and all too soon, Scott pushed Tommy off his dick and sat up.

"That's enough of that," Scott said. "It's time for Brad to start serving his sentence."

Brad shot his little brother a scowling look of contempt, and then took a deep breath as he prepared to put himself in the right frame of mind, despite his brother's judgmental attitude. To help himself get back into character again, Brad picked up his tattered and torn Zombie dress shirt and slipped it on, leaving it unbuttoned down the front, allowing us to enjoy his nicely developed chest and treasure trail that led to his nicely defined cock and balls. Then, we got to see his nice bubble butt as he turned his backside to us to walk over towards the door to turn the lights out.

"All right you guys," Brad announced as he flipped off the lights, "Here we go!"

Since the lights had been on for a while, when Brad turned them off, we couldn't see anything at first. Our eyes were going to have to get accustomed to the dark, all over again. That made for an interesting beginning as we all reached out into the darkness to grope at anything that came within our reach.

I sensed that Brad was about to walk past me and I reached out to see if I could touch him. My hand brushed past his naked leg and I quickly determined where he was and took the opportunity to energetically wrap both of my arms around his thigh to pull him into a friendly hug. My unexpected action caused him to lose his footing and he fell right in the middle of our circle of sleeping bags. His head dropped right into his brother's lap, grunting as he fell. I unwittingly had put him directly in the center of our horny group. It turned out to be the ideal spot to begin our `Zombie Marathon'.

"Attack!" I declared. "Zombie down!"

All hands blindly reached into the center of the group to manhandle Brad. We playfully began our payback session by molesting any body part that was in front of us. Soon, a tickling match broke out and Brad started laughing hysterically, reaching out to the many hands that were randomly grabbing at him. He tried to stop our relentless assault with little success. He was hopelessly outnumbered and unable to control the four pairs of hands that were feverishly driving him into a giggling frenzy.

Suddenly, a loud knock came at the door and we all panicked and froze in place. We were all naked, boned to the hilt and out of our sleeping bags, completely exposed in the darkness. Also, Brad was with us and he was supposed to be at Garrison's house. If Mrs. Dover opened the door and saw us like this, the party would be over and we'd all be in big trouble, and I, for one, didn't want to lose my chance at getting my dick sucked, `Zombie Style'. We all held our breath in silence and were paralyzed with fear that the door was about to spring open.

"Okay you guys," Mrs. Dover called through the closed door. "You guys need to quiet down now and try to get some sleep. It's getting late."

"Okay Mom," Scott calmly answered back through the closed door. "We will!"

A moment later, we all heard the heels of Mrs. Dover's slippers begin to slap the back of her feet as she walked away, leaving the door un-disturbed. It took a minute or so to recover from the close call that we had just narrowly escaped.

"Man, that was close," Brad sighed. "If we're going to play around like that, we're going to have to be quieter about it, so no more tickling please!"

After we had fully recovered and calmed down from the scare, we resumed where we left off, but this time, we rubbed Brad more sensuously, touching and massaging him rather than tickling him. Brad started softly moaning as he responded to our attentions and prepared to make his way around the room. Our eyes had now completely grown accustomed to the darkened room and we were able to see each other a little more clearly and could tell what was going on.

Now that Brad had been pinned to the floor, he decided to stay that way. He took a moment to get into character and put forward the best `Zombie' persona he could conjure up and began his `Zombie Blowjobs' in earnest.

He connected with his brother first, since he was already in Scott's lap. He carefully drew Scott's dick into his mouth without hesitation. Scott began to moan almost immediately as Brad began to deep throat his baby brother's dick, which ended up being much more of a mouthful than Brad had anticipated. Somewhere along the line, Brad's baby brother, ceased being the immature little kid he still pictured in his mind. He was forced to realize that he'd been underestimating his brother's maturity for quite some time now. Because Scott's dick had matured so much since the last time Brad noticed it, he discovered that, sucking his brother's dick was more enjoyable than he expected. With his body stretched out in front of Scott's, Brad pleasured his brother in the `Zombie Style' that the group had agreed upon. There was no doubt that both boys were really getting into it and I sensed that a spark of brotherly love still existed between the two of them after all.

Tommy and Manny were massaging Brad's back and shoulders through his shirt and I had his sexy, naked, bubble butt, all to myself. I rolled my palms over and around those soft tender mounds as I heard Scott and Brad softly moan in unison. I knew they weren't moaning because of what I was doing, but I knew that my contribution was far from going unnoticed. I then worked my hands down between Brad's legs until I reached his balls, which were being pushed up into the perfect spot to fondle. I gently rolled them around my fingers, playing with the Jell-O like slipperiness of his tender orbs as they eluded my inquisitive grasp. Then, as I reached closer to the floor, I discovered that, when Brad had rolled onto his stomach, he had tucked his cock between his legs and his hard-on was extending out on the floor below me. It was jutting out from under his balls with his frenulum facing up in a way that was just begging to get licked. I indulged my `naughty' inclination and buried my head between his legs and stuck my tongue out to lick his prize. As I slowly drew my tongue across his sensitive cockhead, his entire body quivered. He withdrew from sucking his baby brother for a moment and sharply inhaled.

"Wow," Brad exclaimed. "That was great!"

"Thank you," Scott answered.

There was no way that Scott could know it, but I was sure that Brad had intended to direct his compliment to me. It was okay though, I didn't mind. Letting Scott think that his brother's compliment was directed at him was for the best anyway. I think that, what Brad was doing to make up for the prank that he and his friends had pulled on us was going above and beyond the call of duty. I also think that it was going a long way to help improve the strained relationship between him and his brother. I was actually beginning to like `naughty'-Brad and I was hoping that Brad's willingness to please his baby brother might bring the two of them back together as friends once again.

Brad took in another deep breath and resumed his Zombie Blowjob on his brother. Scott's moaning grew more intense by the minute and from his sitting position, he started heaving his hips into his brother's mouth. Brad realized his baby brother was about to cum and drew all of the air out of his mouth to create a vacuum, intending to slow things down. Scott's pace came to a stop as the pressure inside Brad's mouth restricted his movements. Scott almost climaxed as Brad did a quick-release, withdrawing from his brother's dick, leaving Scott on the edge without allowing him to cum.

Brad then turned clockwise and moved his body to the right, away from Scott and toward my best friend, Tommy. He prepared to take Tommy's dick into his mouth next as Brad began a kind of rotating carousel of dick sucking madness.

"Hey Brad," Scott complained. "I didn't cum yet. Why did you stop? I'm right on the edge here. I was just about to blow!"

"Don't worry Bro," Brad explained. "I'm not through with you yet. Don't try to finish yourself off or anything because I'm going to get all of you real close first, then I'm going to come back around a second time and make all of you cum together."

Then he proceeded to draw Tommy's dick into his mouth and got him started. His moaning began instantly as Brad put Tommy in a `Zombie Induced' trance in the first ten seconds.

None of us knew what a `Zombie Blowjob' was or what to expect. All we knew about it was that Brad seemed to know what he was doing and it seemed to have something to do with the supernatural. What I'd seen so far was having an erotically eerie effect on Scott and Tommy and I was becoming overwhelmed with anticipation as my turn grew closer.

It was obvious now that Brad was actually fulfilling the promise he just made. It sounded like it was something he'd done before and practiced on others. In fact, Brad was being too comfortable around us and he wasn't acting at all like a person who was going to suck off his brother, his neighbor and two strangers he'd just met, all in the dark and for the first time in his life. It was beginning to look like Scott's suspicions about Brad and his three buddies being gay were right all along.

Brad's butt was no longer in front of me, so I began massaging his right shoulder and his brother Scott was massaging his left. Manny was faced with Brad's gorgeous buttocks but had no idea what to do with them. I looked into Tommy's face and saw an expression there that I'd never seen before. It was the most sexually definitive `naughty' face I'd ever seen. His eyes were closed, his lips were puckered and he had the strangest expression of wicked contentment on his face. I wanted to learn how I could someday put Tommy in that same kind of `Zombie Trance' that he was in right now. It was so hot to watch him get sexually turned-on. Then he opened his eyes as he took a deep breath. Through the darkness, I was able to see Tommy's eyes roll back inside his head as he arched his back. Then, he made a sound that I've never heard come out of my best friend before, and it caused my dick to start thumping to the beat of my pounding heart. Brad realized he had brought Tommy to the brink of orgasm and withdrew from him just before he blew his load, in the same way he had done with Scott, minutes before.

"Oh my G..." Tommy said as he swallowed his own words.

Then it happened. Brad turned clockwise again and centered himself right in front of me. My heart started racing and I felt my body begin to shake. I was about to get my dick sucked `Zombie Style' and a tear rolled down my cheek from the extreme excitement that had been building inside me. I was about to find out what kind of magic it was that Brad had performed on Scott and Tommy and I started getting lightheaded as Brad drew my throbbing dick into his mouth.

In the first few seconds, it became perfectly clear what it was that had put Scott and Tommy on the edge of insanity so quickly. The sensation of Brad's tongue stimulating every inch of my dick gave me the illusion that he had somehow magically transformed my modest boyhood into genuine manhood. My dick started to feel like it was bigger and fuller as he sucked me, and as he plunged his way down to my balls, he captured them as well, making my modest sized dick reach all the way to the back of his throat, allowing his uvula to tickle my dickhead.

Jacking-off never felt like this, even with soap and water in the shower. My Zombie wet dreams also paled in comparison. Brad was so good at what he was doing that it seemed like his enchanted tongue was able to reach down and summon the very sperm from within my balls. Before I knew it, I was starting to climax. I didn't want this once in a lifetime experience to end so soon and I tried to hold myself back and delay the inevitable for as long as possible. There have been times when I've been able to hold off an oncoming orgasm when I've jacked myself off, but right now, no matter what I did, it just plain wasn't working. Then, without notice, Brad reached around and grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me so deeply into him that my entire dick and balls disappeared from sight. Then, with my whole nether-region engulfed in his mouth, he growled deeply in his best Zombie voice, causing the vibrations to travel down my dick, past my balls and up my spine. I was losing the battle of holding back and Brad the Zombie was clearly winning. I had now passed the limit of my ability to hold back and took a deep breath as I felt my orgasm slip into position. Just like with the others, Brad sensed my oncoming orgasm and withdrew from me.

"Shit!" I blurted out in frustration. "Sorry!" I immediately apologized as everyone nervously laughed. "Shh...," I hushed everyone. It was kinda funny, but we definitely didn't want to wake Scott's parents again.

I almost felt a sense of loss as my dick felt exposed and abandoned. My orgasm froze in place, teetering on the edge of explosion. How Scott and Tommy were able to endure the same experience that Brad had just given me, gave me a deeper appreciation for their unspoken fortitude.

Brad turned himself clockwise one last time as he wiggled into position in front of Manny. He drew Manny's dick into his mouth and Manny reacted immediately.

"Holy Crap, you're good!" Manny exclaimed. Then he began his moaning cantata, vocally expressing his deep appreciation for Brad's expertise.

I hadn't known Manny for very long, but the expression on his face from Brad's expert blowjob rivaled Tommy's `naughty' face and got me hot all over again, keeping my teetering orgasm right on the very edge of explosion.

In the span of about twenty minutes, Brad had successfully brought four, thirteen year old boys to the brink of near madness. Brad now had us exactly where he wanted us, boned, on the edge and aching to finish what he started. The amazing thing was that none of us were touching ourselves. We were following Brad's suggestion and avoided finishing ourselves off by just jacking ourselves and ending it that way. I, for one, wanted a `Zombie Ending' and I was willing to endure extreme frustration to get it.

"All right boys," Brad instructed. "Are you all ready for round two?"

That was the stupidest question I'd ever heard and we all answered in a cacophony of `yes' answers.

"Okay then," Brad continued. "I want all of you to line up, side by side on the edge of Scott's bed and get ready to rock `n' roll!"

We all got up off our sleeping bags and complied with Brad's instructions. As we sat in a tight group next to each other across Scott's bed, I was allowed the opportunity to study our rock solid boners, up close for the first time. I had heard of pre-cum before, but I had never seen it for myself. Even in the dark, I was able to see that all four of our dicks were leaking various amounts of that elusively erotic elixir. I strangely felt like I was one small part of a row of ripened produce that was about to get harvested by the `Zombie Reaping Machine'. Brad got on his knees in front of us and licked his lips at the bountiful boy boner banquet spread out before him.

"Okay boys, here it comes," Brad informed us as he prepared to begin working his `Zombie Magic'.

Without meaning to do so, Brad was now about to reveal the true blowjob wizard he truly was. He had now been intimate with each one of us and had covertly ascertained each of our individual preferences. As he sucked each one of us, he would cycle through a series of erotic techniques he'd acquired and then he would observe our bodily reactions and vocalizations to determine what turned us on the most. Then, using that knowledge, he could double our arousal level by zeroing in on our most vulnerable and sensitive spots. He was now armed and ready to use that uniquely acquired inside information to take each one of us, far beyond the realm of anything we'd ever experienced before.

He looked like he was in heaven as his eyes widened and his mouth puckered. We all leaned back on our elbows to give Brad better access to our row of blazing boners that were all neatly lined up like a row of soldiers standing at attention.

Brad leaned into his brother first, who was sitting at his far left. He inhaled his boner, hands free and began to perform his captivating trickery. We were all as hot and excited as we could be as Scott began to moan and squirm in delight. The rest of us took a deep breath, knowing we were moments away from experiencing Brad's promise to make us all cum at once.

It took no time at all for Brad to get his brother back to the edge of cuming and like before, Brad withdrew from him and moved to his right and inhaled Tommy's boner, hands free. Moments later, Brad had Tommy squirming as he brought him back to the edge. Brad withdrew from him and I was the next in line. Brad inhaled my throbbing boner next and the sensation felt more sinful than I had expected. My body involuntarily jerked as he mysteriously pulled me back to the edge of cuming in seconds. Brad sensed my level of arousal and withdrew from me and moved on to Manny, who was sitting on my left, at the end of the row. After bringing Manny back to the edge with the rest of us, Brad started over at the beginning. He went down the line, one by one, spending less than a minute with each of us. By the time he reached the end of the row, he had precariously balanced our four blistering boy boners into a state so close to the edge that the slightest breeze would have sent us all spewing.

I don't know about the other guys, but my balls had been poised and ready to cum for so long that they got pulled up inside my body and started quivering like a pair of vibrators. My dick was so hard and begging to cum that it started to ache from the tip of my dickhead, all the way to the depths of my bowels. I felt a couple of tears form at the corners of my eyes as the pressure from deep within my body began to escalate far beyond anything I've ever felt before. I suddenly got an overwhelming desire to finish myself off as I lost the control to hold back any longer. I found myself reaching my right hand down to touch my dick, only to have Brad, slap it away. As I looked next to me, Manny had the same idea and got his hand slapped away as well.

Then, an interesting phenomenon attracted my attention. As I looked down the line, all four of our boners were rhythmically bouncing in place, apparently suffering from the same exquisite denial that Brad's supernatural powers had charmed us into.

"It's time," Brad indicated. "Four balloons, ready to be popped!"

Brad kneeled in the center of the room and instructed us what to do next.

"Scott," he directed. "You and Manny sit next to me here and face each other."

The two of them did as Brad ordered and sat on their sleeping bags, Indian style on the floor, facing each other.

"Now, lie backwards, away from each other and then bring your legs closer until your dicks are touching each other," Brad instructed.

Tommy and I watched as Scott and Manny wiggled themselves closer to each other. They spread their legs apart until their balls got pushed together and their opposing dicks were touching like two columns of stone granite in a rock quarry. Then they propped themselves up on their elbows to be able to watch the grand finale. Now that Scott and Manny were in the proper position, Brad had Tommy and I do the same.

We followed Scott and Manny's example and assumed the same position on the floor next to them. I was glad that I had been paired with my best friend. I felt titillated when my dick physically touched Tommy's for the first time. It was something I had secretly wished for since the day we became friends. The thought that the two of us were about to shoot our loads off at the same time in such close proximity made my dick twitch. As our two dicks touched each other, Tommy felt my dick twitch against his and I was overjoyed when I felt Tommy's dick twitch back in response.

Once we were all in place, Brad maneuvered himself on his knees between our two groups and prepared to finish us off.

End of chapter #3

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