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 Yeah, IDK where I'm really going with this one, but there's probably a few
I haven't done yet.  Incest, pedorasto, and homosexuality, anal rape,
mostly.  Also possession, and other PsiPhi/Horror elements.

   Daniel {MM Rape Ince}

   She made me watch.  My brother not even looking around, {So
predictable,} not even expecting anything, hands in his pockets when I hit
him, so, stop!  I could feel everything, his back slapping into my chest,
my legs wrapping over his when his knees went out, my fist tight inside my
elbow, his chin pressing hard into the other arm.  My thighs tight,
crushing the breath out of him, falling forward, on his hands, then over on
the ground.  My hips ached, from the constant pressure, and my heel dug in
the top of my foot sideways.  He tapped at my arm, but slowly relaxed, let
go for me to get back up.

   Prop him up on the knees, and shoulders, reach under to unbuckle his
belt, get his pants open, and yank them down in the back.  He fell flat,
"Ah!" with a swat to his bare balls.  Shaven, but even hanging soft
obviously the privates of a man.  "Wake up," I climbed on top of him, held
his face down with my forearm over his jaw.

   "No," She ran my hand down the crack of his ass anyway, "Please,"

   "You like it, faggot?" Spread my fingers, guided me in with the tips. 
No, he doesn't, he never did.

   "Uh?" A tear squeezed out of his eye.  My brother, my poor Trey.  "Maybe
I'm a little to old for you, huh?"

   "No?" He squeezed his eye tight, and she licked the side of his nose,
with my tongue.

   "Not to big," I dragged out of him, "Huh?" She chuckled, sounded too
low, and husky to be my voice.  "HehhahuhA!" Slapped his ass, and I felt
him clench.  "You think they liked it?" My hips shifted up, bending down
inside him, his ass brushed my hips, and thighs.  "Now," I whispered, "You
know what your victims felt."

   But he never hurt me, raped me like this, and I certainly never wanted
revenge.

   "Yeahhhh," I breathed on his ear, pressing his prostate hard, bulging, a
thick rod of fluid running through me, and splashing all over it.  "Now
it's making you hard," we had no way to feel that, "Admit it, you vain
little fairy, this is what you always wanted." He didn't even protest, but
she was up, hand to the back of his neck, and pulled out.  "You want it?"
she jerked the belt out of the back, "Come on pussy, you wanna get fucked?"
The side, reaching under to slip it out of the last loop.

   Kept hitting his cock, bumping around in there, so hard, and swinging.
The rough denem on my nuckles, brushing a seam, then picking up the buckle,
dragging it out.  Doubling it over, releasing his neck.

   "Don't hurt me." he twisted back.  My lips pulled back, "I'll do
anything," his eyes went down.  Trey's eyes, my brother, my poor poor
brother.  Recognising me, I couldn't close my eyes, because She had them,
looked at him, then flipped the loop out in my hands.  Stabbed into him,
"AHG!" Pulled the belt tight, over his shoulders, forcing them down, and
slapping his ass with my belly.  He saw me, looked right at me, knew what
this was all about me.

   "You raped me," and now I knew, "Fucker!" What it felt like, the rage,
the sadistic thrill of his screams, reflexive tensing in pain.  I got off.
She giggled, I wasn't watching Her do it.  I raped him, for all the things
he made me do.  And how he made me feel, and being older, and good looking,
and all the girls he cheated on me with, and most of all twisting this
love, this natural brotherly love into something sick, and twisted and
abusive.

   "I hate you!" His head slapped the carpet.  For making me want to be
like you.  "Huh!" I sank in, let it go, "HuhHhH!" felt the world drift
away...

   Trey {Mb Mole}

   "Hey, Buey."

   "It's Trey now," for the third.  Always hated that name, but dad was
already Junior.  He hated it too, but family tradition.

   "You're growing up," he patted his lap, "You wanna watch a movie with
me?" Grabbed the remote, I sat up on his hip.  I never really knew uncle
Don, but there was a wedding, and the family got together to rent the
ballroom.  We all flew in for it, I forget what I was doing in his room, I
barely knew him.  "Is it getting hard yet?"

   "What?" He patted my dress pants, between my legs, "It's okay, lots of
boys start feeling it about your age, you get horny sometimes?"

   "In the morning, I can't pee."

   "Yes, it does that.  The best thing is to releive the pressure," he
rubbed on it, but then he rubbed all the way up.

   "Uh," I wasn't sure about this, but then I looked at the TV.  Naked men,
kissing, and touching eachother.

   "It's all right, the men in our family teach the boys when you're old
enough, you're nine right?" Almost ten.  "Probably why your father hasn't
had this little talk with you." They're really cousins, "Next time that
happens, just get it out, and rub it, like this." He pinched it between his
thumb, and two fingers, "Or grip it in your fist, whatever feels best, does
this feel good?" It felt weird, and gay, but I started to like it, "Yeah,
well it's going to feel real good, then the swelling goes down so you can
pee."

   He pushed me off his lap, "See, now I have to do it too." He sighed, and
rubbed it through his pants.  "You want to see, how a man does it?"

   "Yeah," he got it out, I giggled, "Now men are hairy," he pumped it with
his fist, "You'll be too, in a few years, and you'll have a nice big
grownup cock like this.  It's okay, you can touch it." I couldn't get my
hand around it, but with both hands, "Yeah, just up, and down, likeat." He
sat back, relaxed.  "You'll start cuming too, I'll show you, but you have
to stroke it faster, yeah, faster and faster, as fast as you can." I did,
my little arms even got tired, but then, "Ahhh, fuck yeah." I covered my
mouth, but it kept jumping and twitching.  Spurting all over his belly
hairs, "That was great, some day you're gonna cum likeat," he scrubbed at
my hair, "Good lookin boy like you'll have all the girls and boys lusting
after you." He dried it with his undershirt, tucked it in, and got up to
fix his pants.  "Nauh, lesse where your family is." He left me, to get a
beer before I found them.  I never saw him again, or talked about it.

   Succubus {DM Poss}

   Huh!  I didn't even have to trigger an orgasm, that was so hot!  {But
your brother,} I could almost feel the spasms inside, places I no longer
had.  And we were so hard!

   I don't know what he told you, but

   {He didn't tell me, I had to trigger him for months to even remember the
first time.} He looked up, at me?  It was like a weird mirror, that made me
smaller, and feel everthing he did.  {Better'n empathy.} What the fuck am I
talking to?  I mean yeah, I talked to myself before, but you don't even
sound like me.  {Long story, and it's still your turn.}

   He looked away, face warming up, when I flashed him.  {Yeah,} all right,
I guess I was wondering when he'd start getting hard, and what turned him
on,

   And how he felt about me.  I knew, he practically worshipped me as a
little brother, but he saw it, so much bigger, and getting hard.  I just
got in bed, jerked off with the lights off, thinking about girls.  {Yeah
right,} okay, then uncle Don, molesting me, and how that made me feel.  Now
that I wasn't shooting blanks, I could cum, and I guess I wanted to show
off.

   {I remember,} waking up, squinting and turning away, from the wet
splashes, sticking in my eye, spatting on my cheek.  {You keep trying to
lie, as if I don't know the truth.} Standing over him, I didn't touch him!
{No, you just jerked off on him in his sleep.} My face, sticking to the
pillowcase, the cold wet puddle in the bed.  I didn't have to pee.

   That's not me, but from his point of view, see?  He loved it, he got
hard!  {You molested him, denial doesn't change anything, and he's your
brother.  Ever wonder why he was so submissive?  Was it your father?}
Always a man's man, {Not like that, but where'd you think you got it from?}

   What!?

   {Malignant Narcissim, you're a power asserter, sure you found a legal
way to make a career out of it, but you want to move along to Barganing or
something?} she yawned?  {This is kind of boring.}

   So, you're like my conscience?

   {Ha!  Yeah, exactly like that, only the complete opposite.  I'm not
showing you yourself to make you stop, I'm no angel, either.} Something
flashed through my brain, screams, and sprays of blood, something in her
hands, the bright blade plunging back in again, and again.

   I felt it, my cock, and balls, the twitches in them, the wet sticky
splashes in my boxer-breifs.  What?  They're comfortable!  {Time to get up
anyway,} she dropped my pants again, {Let's take a shower or something.} At
home, my ass ached a little, and I remembered.  {You want to think about
danny now?} No, {Well too bad, maybe the hot water will clear your head a
little.} At least she let me catch my breath.  She?  Felt tiny, and nasty
inside.  {Yeah, I'm like your inner child} molestor...

   That's it, I'm having a nervous breakdown.  {Because your victim raped
you, for once.} I never raped him, I never had to rape anyone!  {Ha!} I
tried to feel the water on my face, and head, soaking through my hair, {You
tell me if it felt like rape.}

   Danny {mb Ince Anal Rape}

   "Uh?" I woke up.

   "Sh," he covered my mouth.  Don't want anyone to hear us.  It's so,
shameful, but why does it feel so good?  His arm around me, his hand in my
pajama bottoms, pushing them down.

   "I'm horny." Duh!  Even before I could feel it, I knew he was completely
naked.

   "Then go jerk off," I covered my head, or something.  Okay, I really
like him feeling inside my crack, I don't know why, even when I try it,
it's not like, "Huh!"

   "That's more like it," his fingers were wet, "I'll make it quick, so you
can go back to sleep." Or greasy, he didn't stick them in, but I could feel
it between my cheeks, and on my anus.  I didn't think I could just suck him
off, or something, but.

   "Uh!" I bit the pillow, it hurt, but he loves it, and it's the quickest
way to get him off.  He pulled out after a few pokes.

   "Huh!" Grunted, and splashed it all over my ass.  My PJ bottoms stuck to
it, but at least, I could go back to sleep.  Relax, I kind of had to pee,
but I wasn't hard, and I really didn't want to get up.

   "Hahhh!" I just let it go, soak into the sheets, and rolled away from
it. I fell back asleep, almost immediately.

   Trey {MD Poss Trig MC}

   I don't remember that, {That one time, or all the times you got in his
bed, to fuck him, molest him, make him suck you off, sometimes 2 or 3 times
a night?} I couldn't help it, I was so horny, and I couldn't stop.  {Raping
your little brother, over and over?  Or working out, pumping up, telling
him how special your love is, then cheating on him with every slut in
school?} No!

   {Your love scarred him.  Your victim, made him the porn addicted
submissive loser he is today,} or was before I got ahold of him, gave him
some balls, {Who else you rape?} Noone, {Oh come on, I'm not making fun of
you, I love this stuff, and get off on it, if you haven't noticed.} That
was you?  {This?}

   {Uh!} I had to grab myself to feel that I wasn't even hard, much less
gushing into my underwear, standing naked in the room.  But I was getting
harder...  {Stupid fucking narcissist, you're not better then him, you
destroyed his childhood.  Then pranced around, the big bad pornstar for him
to see.  Don't you get it?  That's what this is all about, me.  Me me me,
fuck him, the only way you feel like a man is fucking girls for hetero
points, and beating down any male competition.  It's the ultimate
power-trip, huh?  Raping a man, making him your bitch, think that makes you
a better man?}

   "No," I shook my head, "You're right, I," slapped myself, {Fucking
baby,} she laughed, {You want something to cry about?} "Uh!" my hand was so
tight, "Nnygh!" Crushing me, but I was so hard, throbbing out above my
twisted scro', and crushed balls.  "Ahhh!" {Go ahead, and scream,
sound-proofed, remember?  All your "freinds" on location?}

   I fell over the bed, but felt my hands, and my ass.  Cheeks bulging in
my fingers, pulled open until it felt like I'd tear right up the middle. 
{Bad boy!} I jumped at both hands, swatting down, rubbing and gripping it,
forcing my dry fingers deeper in my crack, my poor aching ass.  She made me
bite the pillow, screaming, goatseed.  I had no idea I could fit 6 fingers
in there.  {Too bad I can't fist you, but I can get someone who can, when
I'm done with you.} Thank god I passed out at some point.

   Succubis {mb Mole-Rape.  D Poss Mnem MC}

   NhnhehahA!  He's such a perfect victim, so full of himself, a "Man's
man," my favorite!  I know I got stuff to do, but from the moment I saw
him, I had to make him Mine!  "So not my type," yeah right, exactly my
type. The guy I always wanted, to punish.  No tolerance for it, barely even
victimized, touchy feely by Uncle Don at the famly get-to-gether?  Gay
porn, remembering the sodomy, the big bear bending over the hunk, grunting,
and moaning.

   Seeing his brother naked, dripping, then getting in the shower...  Cute
adolescent fantasies, him looking up, from the big hanging dick, the look
in his eyes, seeing how big I am, how much it's grown.  Jerking off quick,
before bed, trying to sleep, listening to him dream, and snore until it got
hard again.  "I didnt touch him," no but your hands shook, scared you'd
wake him.  Yeah, I know it's wrong, but he looks so cute, and happy, and
innocent, until the first few splashes.

   Then waking up with my hand between his legs, feeling how hard he is in
his sleep.  "It's all right," pushing his leg out, already unbuttoned fly,
"You like this, remember?" Pulling it out, and kissing it.  So tiny, his
little ass under the flannel, rubbing it, and rolling his balls around in
there with my fingers.  Slipping out of my lips so I can gasp, try not to
grunt so loud, cumming all over my socks and legs, without even touching
it. "I love you Danny," I pulled the covers back over.

   "Good night, Trey," he went back to sleep, and finally I could,
satisfied.

   Waking up, over and over, hearing him breathe, or in bed with him when
he wet it.  Carrying him to my bed, gettnig him out of the wet PJs.  Laying
him down on the matress, spreading his legs, and kissing his ass.  Licking
it out, going deep until I got hard again.  Pulling the covers over us, and
him over on his side.

   "Uh?" Holding his mouth, his tears on my thumb, trying not to scream,
every time {YOU RAPED HIM!}

   Cameraman {MMMM/M...M Gang Bang Anal Bukk}

   "So, why'd you want to do this?" he looked scared, and I felt a little
guilty, but he assured me.

   "Huh!" he never rolls his eyes!  "I don't know, i guess i tried
everything else, and i started, you know sex hasn't been the same, lately."

   "Would you consider yourself straight?"

   "Oh I'm bi," he nods, smiles to himself, "At least," looks away from the
camera.

   "You ever bottomed before?"

   "No," he really couldn't look at me.  "Ahem, until recently."

   "But you liked it?"

   "It hurt the first time," he gave me a look, "But yeah, then it started
feeling better and better, but I never," he glanced at the door, "Did a
gangbang before." Bullshit, he's been in lots of gangbangs, he's just never
pulled the train.  He blushed?  "Huh, but I thought about it," looked up,
"Dreamed..."

   Wow, my brother's turning into a total bottom, butt slut, "Can you send
in the guys now?" He was so hard, and never got soft.  Didn't cum, but
drops of premen kept leaking out.  The first one, bent over the coffee
table, just his thumb, but twisted down.  It swelled under the table,
practicly slapped the underside.



   He held his hands back, crossed them behind them, until the guy finally
grabbed them, to pull on, FAP!  Fuck into him, and pull back for another
FAP!

   "Uh!" His chin up, "Huh!" on the table, eyes squeezing, "Ah!" wincing
but, "Yeah," tensing for another thrust.

   He didn't get off, ever, sucking on another, both hands full, but
pulling on them, bouncing on cock, beating their bellies with it, but just
clear sticky drops flying off.  His head slick with it, like lube, but
swinging, glistening, bouncing off the abs under him.  "Hulgulhukgukguk!"
Big hairy hands, tight forearms, yanking in his head, fucking his throat,
spit running down his lip and chin, ropes of it on his chest, madly pulling
on the cocks on either side.

   The first shot went up his ass, ran down his crack, and he got off the
guy.  He wandered off, but I kept the camera on the action as he hungrly
went from cock to cock, shaking his head to wobble it in his throat,
"Kuhlk!" then push the next hard in his cheek.  Pop it out, and slap it. 
"Uh!" cock worship, and the next spurted, bounching in his fist, pulling it
over to shoot across his forhead.  "Oooh, yeah!" Grinning, slimy cheek.

   "Huh!" the black one pumping into view, painting his tight lips, and
rubbing them back and forth, he didn't even finish before the third shot
all over the other side, and his hair.  Hit his ear good too.  They left,
until we're alone, the assistant would handle the paperwork, and their pay.
But I put down the camera, and felt the pull on my zipper...

   Troy {MM Ince Bros Fant NS}

   "You want to get a girl?" I played with the hairs on his tummy.

   "We got plenty." The translucent wite drops, clinging it.  I kissed him,
felt the sticky hair pull out of my lips, licked them.

   "I mean a new girl," I sat up, "You know," satisfied, "Just go out," for
now.

   "I know," he sat up, "I've done it hundreds of times too," got up, and
headded to the bathroom.  Awww, but he still had some cum on his belly, so
I followed him.  He ran the water, bent over the faucet, and I felt behind
him.

   "More like thousands," soft, but hairy, I curled a couple with my
fingers, "I love this," I bent to kiss him, "I love you." Always did, but
what it's become so much more.  His ass, I love that too, and kissed
deeper.

   "Huh!" he pulled away, and climbed in, "You wanna take a bath?" I got
down next to it.

   "Feeling dirty?" down in the water, between his legs.  Nope, still soft,
hanging over the water.  I don't know why, but ever since he raped me.

   "What for?"

   Oh, a girl, "I don't know, this is great, but you wanna go get some
pussy?  Come on, I'll get the girl, it's easy when you know how."

   "I know," he nodded, "I've done it hundreds of times too."

   But I'm so horny, "We'll go out," I got, "After your bath," or ours,
"Save me the water."

   I just jerked off, because he wasn't in the mood.  Picked out some
clothes, nothing much in his wardrobe, but he came out.

   I looked back, "You been working out?"

   "You finally noticed?"

   "Yeah," I felt some muscle under those hairs, "But I knew you're losing
some weight."

   "A little," he shrugged, and tossed the towel back in the bathroom. 
"You wanna fuck around some more first?" I was already hard, and he was
rising to the occasion.  I guess this was always my fantasy, I just didn't
want to think about it.  But now, it seemed i was turned on half the time,
not even thinking about him.  "Then lets go out, and get a girl."

   He liked it too.

   Victim {MMF Rape, Ince}

   "Hey," I looked back, "Wanna be in a movie?" Some guy, with a cameraman.

   "What kind of movie?" I felt down my skirt, smoothed a few wrinkles,
then turned around.  Yeah, I'm an actress.

   "Contemporary, nothing scifi, or fantasy, you don't have to do too much
screaming." He snapped his fingers, and the cameraman pulled out a
clip-board.  "Just need some extras, but it' a high fashion background, so
you have to look the part."

   "A fashion movie?" They don't make any, and I hadn't seen a good one.

   "More documentary, but yeah, that kind of shoot."

   "Do I get to keep my clothes on?" most important question.  I've hear a
lot of this before, but I'm smart enough to learn from my mistakes.

   "Most of them, it's an underwear model runway.  You know, like Victorias
Secret?  Well, we can't call it that, for copywrite reasons, but you get
the idea."

   "You just want to see me in my underwear." I knew it.

   "No, we just need some believeable Models, in the background.  It's all
just background, more of a spy/mystery thing, but we don't have the right
kind of extras.  I'm thinking this one shot in particular,' he put his
fingers, and thumbs up, "The hero falls down, wrestling with one of the
mooks, but you've got the right kind of legs for the shot."

   Well, I'm pretty proud of my legs.  Lots of folks call them my best
part, but I think my eyes are the prettiest, and I do a lot of work on my
core.  Yeah, I heard "Are you a model" too, but I'm an artiste'.  All a
model has to do is look pretty in some clothes, but I have to do that, and
manage to emote.  There's more depth to acting, but "Sure," I could play a
model.

   "If you don't mind," he turned around from the front seat, "We might
have to do some wardrobe changes, along with the makeup, and hair." It's
not like you move to LA and catch your big break, but that's the dream, I
shook my head, looked out the window, at te buildings, and palm trees.  The
cameraman drove, I crossed my legs when he turned and looked back.

   Kind of hansome, and charming, really, but I think he was going for the
porn-star look.  Pulled it off, i guess that's what threw me at first, then
whe got to the hotel.  "Oh, we're scouting from out of town, but we're
looking at getting offices here." But this is San Diego, "Someplace cheaper
then Hollywood." Rental car, though, expensive watch, and sun-glasses. 
Great haircut.

   "Who did you say you're with again?" Let me see that clip-board, where'd
the cameraman go again?

   "We're independant, but relax, we all got a job to do here, and I'm
sorry, but I'm going to have to see you in your underwear." The cameraman
moved in.

   "Ow!" I slapped his hand off my leg pulling at my skirt, but all I could
think was not again, "what kind of movie is this?"

   "Actually," he put down the camera, "It's a rape," the big one pushed my
face down into the matress, "We just had to say something to get you in the
car." That's the only thing I heard him say, but then big one's hands
pulled my skirt up, and pushed my underwear down so hard I felt it rip. 
Search me why I was so upset about them, I mean they were a $70.00 pair,
but they said Rape.

   He didn't fuck me, neither of them.  The big one held me down, and
forced himself inside me, but he just stopped.  I swear, I felt the gush of
his, he got off, right away, but then the cameraman said "My turn" and
practicly pushed him out of the way.  But he did the same thing, got off as
soon as he was inside me, then they left me, crying on the bed.  I tried to
get up, called 9-11 as soon as I could, but I heard them drive off right
away.

   Troy {MM Ince...}

   We made it like a block, but I found a place, and parked it.  He was
already in the back seat, so I climbed after him.  Undid my pants as quick
as I could and got them down, bent over the seat-back.  "Huh!" I was
shivering, but he was in me, right away, and I just moaned until he got
off, and stopped fucking.

   Dripping by now, I didn't have to spit on him when he bent over the
seat, just get my feet down, between his, and squat down.  Pull his tight
muscular buttocks open, and feel up from his balls to the soft spot,
relaxing and stretching to take me.

   "OohhHH!" Slowly, let him feel every inch of it until I have to
straighten up, bend my neck down on the ceiling, and let my hips down lower
to sink in any deeper.  "Nh!" he clenched, held it for me to drag out of
him, and his breath, "Huhuhuhuh!" As long as he could.  And relaxed, for me
to sink into him, hard but not too fast.  I don't know why, I can fuck him
for hours when lately, even with pornstars I've known for years it's been
like being a kid again, lucky to get it in before I got off.

   But this, this isn't sex, it's making love.  Yeah, we know it's wrong,
but it feels so right, I pull out to turn him over, where he can see me,
and I can kiss him.

   "OhmMmMmH!" In my mouth, sinking back until my nuts brush his cheeks. 
He comes again, spasming around the base, and spurting all over his ripling
belly, gasping breathlessly.  I pull out, lick him off, and keep climbing
up in the back window, pulling his head up to suck me off.  "Huh!" my
breath is so loud up there, "Yeah?"

   Finally, I was satisfied, the last drops getting milked out on his
tongue while he swallows.  I'm still drooling, and it feels hot under my
tongue, I'm so cum hungry, I dive in his lap, and he bursts as soon as it
hits my throat.  "Huh, huh!" I get up, pull the lever to tilt my seat
forward, and pull my pants up.

   "Where to now?" He looks awesome now, not like a mini me, but the man I
always hoped he'd grow to.  If he could just see it, how I could see him,
maybe he'd have the confidence to go out and get all the girls he deserved.
He looks as good as me now, maybe not as strong, and I don't even work out!
but always so much smarter.  I had to kiss him.

   "I love you," the stubble of his cheek.

   "I love you too," he started it, "So where we going now?"

   "Back to the airport," I guessed.  Room's payed for the night, no use
paying 2 days on the car.  Maybe we can bump it up to an earlier flight, if
we don't have to give up first-class.

   Cameraman

   I didn't even turn it on.  Yeah, like a $1500.00 fuck, but we have to be
careful.  So not worth it, she looked so hot, then it was kind f exciting,
but really it was more about the best sex ever in the back seat of the
rental car.  My brother, I don't know why I never saw it, but I guess all
the homophobia and the incest taboo.  But when he said "I love you," I knew
i did too, I always loved him.

   It's just so, it doesn't even feel gay.  Do gay guys feel gay?  "How
was'at?"

   I looked over, shrugged, rubbed his leg.  "I don't know," felt it
itching in my pants, "You think we can try a guy, before we go?"

   "I think I can find a gay bar in LA." Where else do you go to find
actresses, just walking down the street?

   "No," guillable ones, "No, a straight guy." To rape.  I like that. 
"Maybe an actor." You know, that's a casting call I've never done?  Troy
usually handled that, I guess I always knew he was gay.  "This time, it's
my turn to rape him first." Work him up to the bigger dick.  Maybe he'll be
tighter then, drier.  Fuck him raw, yeah, "A virgin." This time I'll break
his cherry, while Trey holds him.  My big brother Trey.

   I'm in no hurry to leave.

   Succubus {Z solo, NS.  mb Mole Mnem Fant Omni.  That's 3rd person,
Omniscient.}

   I curled up, in the warm fluid, felt it swirl around me, my
nondifferentiated privates, but I could remember, my father and his
brother. Omniscient for once, the brutal climactic vengance rape, getting
yoked, and sodomizing, him feeling the bottom.

   What I didn't understand is how He got him to go along with it.  The
rape, every night, sometimes multiple times.  So, from the top, looking up
at Him, my brother.  How he changed, not noticably after the wedding, but
started acting different, and playing with himself at night.

   He wondered what that was like, didn't try it, or even get hard, for
month after boring month.  Huh!  But I didn't make him remember all of it.
A bit too much, just that first time, it's always most exciting the first
time.  Not hearing it, but when I realized, that's what he was doing? 
There, that's the feeling.  Over a year of curiosity, not peeking, but
listening to it until he could go to sleep?  Skip it.

   That first splash of cum on my face, turning away instinctually.  He
pulled back, missed with most of it, hoping he didn't wake up.  He just
turned away, smushed it into the pillow.  And wet the bed, maybe it was
part of it, doesn't strike me as a psychopath, but a lot of boys associate
the morning wood with the pee they have to take.  But he goes soft,
relaxes, ignores the warm wethness spreading under him until it gets cold,
then rolls away from it.  Avoids the wet part of the blanket, curled up in
the rest to fall back asleep.

   Molested him at night all the time, but whenever he wasn't looking, He
hung out a little more.  Was a lot more affectionate, and this wasn't
really an affection kind of home.  No kisses goodnight, or tucking them in,
just "Time for bed," and they turned in.  To play, after the rest were
asleep, wakng up hard, and jumping across the room to show him.  "See!?"

   "Sh!" He didn't turn on the light, but before that he just played
asleep. Not convincingly, He caught on pretty quick, but that avouded te
conversation, until it was waving right in my face.  Little Danny was
growing up!  I never sucked it before, never dared, but I wanted to so bad,
then I had my chance!  His hands under the covers, playing with it,
giggling, I had to shush him several times, but I got off quick in all the
excitement, and he shot it all over his face.

   So, we had to go out, because he couldn't keep quiet.  When nobodys
looking, it's just butt pats, and copping feels, and giggling.  In the back
seat, the parents had no clue, sometimes looked back, and shushed us.  But
we had our hands in our own laps, sitting up straight, trying to keep
straight faces.  And covering the hardness in our pants.  I'd get hard, and
make him get hard, "I have to go to the bathroom."

   I loved his butt.  It was my favorite part, and I remembered flashes of
the video.  I seen other porn, but not two guys, fucking.  Figured it out,
but he wasn't gay or anything.  I knew that's what it was, but nobody else
did, and he wouldn't tell.  But, he let me touch it, and play with it,
until he liked it, and started shivering even though it felt so hot in
there, and the first time I just busted a nut rubbing between his ass
cheeks.

   But he was bent over, and I had both hands full of ass, and I knew I
wanted to fuck him.  He said no, it was gay, but it was all I could think
about, so I talked him down to maybe when your bigger, and then he said,
"Well your bigger, so I should fuck you first."

   I guess he was about 12 then, not even shooting blanks, and I never
thought he might want to fuck, me.  And yeah, it made sense, so I let him
fuck me.  It felt all right, I didn't even get it up, and he didn't get off
either.  So, we stopped, but the next time we fooled around, I told him the
truth.  I loved his ass, so much I kissed it, and he let me put my fingers
in, but we just did that a few times again before he fucked me.

   And it didn't hurt, that much.  I liked it better when it was just in my
crack, or his hand.  But he loved it so much, and got off so quick.  Then
he wanted to do that all the time.  But I put my foot down, "I get to get
off first,' or I can't even get it up.  But sometimes we didn't even make
it that far.

   I don't know why we stopped, other then he discovered girls, or learned
to talk to them;

   Huh!  {Forget it.}

   Praipro {T Solo.}

   "I always wanted to get into porno," the interviewer winced, so I
smiled, charmingly.  Sat back, put my arms up.  Man spread, the thick ridge
up the front making any question of why I considered myself porn-star
material moot, I pushed up my glasses.  "I mean, professionally," starring
in it.

   "Would you consider yourself straight?"

   "Hardly," I laughed, shifted my hips.  "You want to bring in the boys,
bring in the boys.  A hole's a hole." I pinched my zipper pull.  "You
mind?"

   "Whenever you're comfortable," nothing to hide.  Ready for my close-up,
I unbuttoned them after that.

   "Thanks," I just sat there, in my underwear, "It was getting kind of
tight," petted it under the stretched spandex.  "Big enough for you?"

   "Well I'm not, I don't generally," look over at the phone, "You want me
to have them send someone in?"

   "No hurry," eyes going wide, slipping down the lacey waistband, and
maybe toying with the bright red bow, with my fingertip.  Bulge it out even
more, remarkable how much it stretches, I don't know.  Is there a fantasy
of hitting middle age, then going through your teens again?  Let's just say
I hit another growth spurt, and I don't mind the results.  "Here," I jerked
off real quick, and pinched it to spurt like it's supposed to.  I could
piss cups of it before running out like a racehorse, but for the camera.

   I don't think it's cum.  You have to look at it on porcelin, say stuck
to the side of the bathtub to see it's really more of a translucent grey,
and it tastes more alive to me.  "Huh," I sat back, licked my fingers, "You
want to send in some more bodies now?"

   "But you just got off,"

   "So?" I looked down, "Oh, I don't know.  You know on the Cialis
commercals when they say to talk to a doctor if it's more than 4 hours? 
Well, it's been a couple years, and I don't take anything for it.  Yeah I
have to jerk off to go to sleep, but it's always hard.  They say there's no
damage so far." Also, I can cum on command, am multi-orgasmic, and I can
fuck for hours without taking a break.  "You wanna call somebody, or cum
around that desk, cause I'm getting pretty fucking horny."

   Troy {MM Viol NS}

   "So waddaya in for?" The door closed behind us.

   I caught him by the mouth, "Rape," pushed him back, "Any time I want
it," jumped on his legs.  "Got that?" I nodded his head, "Good."

   'Tore {B-m Geno Mole Rape}

   Uh, boy again!  Is that it?  Damn me to be a man whoever I rape?  Might
as well stick to men, then, so I don't have to go through all this again.
"Huh!" Mother looks down, roll my eyes.  I harden in my diaper when she
decides to try feeding me.  Not to shut me up, I ain't no crybaby, they
talk about it where I can hear them.  Can't see them, too good, but that's
a dark corner, so.

   I know her face, didn't have to rape this one, pornstar or something,
single mother.  Incest?  Well, she did notice when she got His diaper off.
As much as I jacked off, I never could cum to add something else to float
around with the baby shit.  {Merconium.} Whatever.

   If you're not going to do any good, shut the fuck up, okay?  It'd be
nice if I could just climb into her bed, kiss her in her sleep, and get
back in her body again, but I could remember.  Reaching out, feeling her
arms, her body, kicking out a couple high 5s, and fingering her off.  Such
wicked nitemares, and fanstasies, and it's not like she was a prude before.
Sure liked my body, but I was getting bored with it, so she looked all
right, at the time.

   Saggy fucking tits, I patted them a little hard, kicked the other one.
But tasty.  Need to eat to grow, see farther, get up and walk, get out of
my room, and into hers.  She doesn't keep me in there, I can't say "I had a
nitemare," to be hers.  Hadn't seen her clit in a while, or ever tasted it.
Yeah, I just hate waiting.  But she put me down, and went to change her
bra, so I got my hands in my pants, and hard, and wet them when I finally
got off.  Nope, still shooting blanks.  "Huh!"

   Finally, she took a nap on the couch, toys on a blanket, crawl over them
to get up on the side of it.  Dress, good.  God, it's heavy, and these
hands, the fucking hands.  I can't get her panties down, but I can pat
them, rub it.  All the fur standing up, rooted in her puff, see if I can
start a fire with some friction.

   "Uh?" I sat back, her skirt flopping away, out into the light.  Blink,
giggle, and clap, "Beegabu!" She laughed, shook her head, and picked me up.
She changed my diaper, and noticed the raging erection.  I grunted and peed
so it went all over, and I got to be naked with her longer.  I wonder how
she doesn't work, we almost never go out, to get stuff, but she just stops
by the ATM.  Oh well, cackle.  She catches my ankle, and swats my butt!  I
laugh again, but then I start cryng, and make it soft again, see what you
did?  You made the baby cry, and spoiled the mood.

   She didn't do it again.  Next time I'll see if I can get up and put it
in her face.  So the first thing she sees is my hardon, pointing right at
her.  Yeah, that'll show her, get the message across.  I love you mommy, so
can we fuck now?

   Ooh, bath time!  I love baths, lots of time naked with mommy, and the
soap is so slippery.  In the sink, but I get my knees under me, and plop
down.  On her hand, all over her palm, and fingers under my butt. 
Giggling, and hard, try to grab her wrist, pull it back when she snatched
out of the water like it burned.

   "Huh!" I looked at her, squished it between my hands until she made me
stop.  "No!" she pushed them out of the way.

   "No!" I pushed her hand in, and held it with my thighs as long as I
could.

   "Bad boy!" she pulled me out, and smacked my wet ass, so I laughed.  "I
mean it!" She spanked me, right there on the counter, but I still didn't
cry.  I got off, got my arms, and wrinkly hands under me, but she stopped,
and never did that again.  She was so much less affectionate after that.

   So she gave me up, eventually.  Never saw her cunt again, she'd leave me
in there for hours, so finally I started crying, and screaming for
attention.  Then she took the to the office, and left me there.

   Okay, so might as well get this straight.  I'm male, childhood seems
about 5 years, and the libido is out of control.  Yes, I have control over
it, but now I have to think to make it soft.  And aparently it can stay
hard 24/7 without hurting it, so there's that.  It's sexually transmitted,
and this just in, passes from males to males.  Prostate, I think.  I just
did it, and can't think during transfer.

   And balls, balls are powerful.  Must've had it in the first one, but
that's your plan, isn't it?  I'm a pathogen, a contageon vector.  And it
makes men, pussies into wimps, and hunks godlike.  Demigods, I don't now
mythology, wasn't narcissus in there somewhere?

   I just feel so lonely now, but I'm not a baby, so I won't cry.  Hope
there's more kids here.  She probably didn't warn them about me, and they
probably wouldn't believe her anyway.

   Stephanie

   "How'd you do?" I cupped my cigarette.  Just that guy, works here.

   I shrugged, "Well, I passed, but do you really have to mail them in?"

   He shrugged, "I just work here, but they don't print them on site," he
reached out, "You mind?" Pointed a couple fingers at my cigarette, so I let
him have a drag.  He blew out his nose, put his arm up.

   "You need a ride, then?" Really kinda cute, you know?

   "Well, I called," someone, he walked off.

   "Well," he didn't look back, "Nice meeting you, then."

   OohH!  I hate to wait.  "Alright," I caught up, "Where's your car?"

   "I take the bus," he stopped at mom's, "You wanna drive?" Well, I passed
the driving test, and I have my permit, and he works here.  I threw out the
butt, and rolled the window up, but it was stuffy, and hot.  And you know,
he really was pretty good looking, I never liked jocks, or nerds, but you
ever thought about a strong man who's also smart?  Well, he looked real
strong, so i rolled the window down.

   "You want me to drop you off first?" well i couldn't very well drive off
without a license, they know i don't have it yet, and i really don't want
to start my record with a ticket.

   "Sure," he looked out, the windsheild, "Take the first left." There was
a turn lane, and a light.  "Should take a couple weeks, just try to stay
out of trouble 'till then." He winked.  Still had his arm up, behind his
head, and a lot of hair up his sleeve.  "It's green." I looked up, but it
was so distracting, and i felt weird all over, and the wind was thundering
in the window, so I just tried to keep my eyes on the road, and follow his
direction.

   But his leg looked so strong, they're not tight pants but when he sat
down, my his leg looked strong, "In here," I turned, "Any space will do."
He got out, and I regretted never tougching his leg.  I just wanted to feel
it, is it really as hard, and stripey as it looks.  "You in a hurry to get
home?" I put it in park, and felt for the keys.  "I got some records, you
ight like." Sure.

   I don't know what came over me, but we got in, and the door closed. 
That was about it, I never had so mch trouble with my clothes before, but
all I could think about was his mouth, the taste of his breath, te way his
hands felt all over me.

   I didn't feel slutty later, but he told me his name.  Torry, short for
Salvitorray.  "It's Italian," he pulled out his wallet.  Liggetti,
Salvatore V.  So, that's how you spelled it.