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engage in such behavior to seek help immediately.

   This story is going to meander in a variety of ways and will address a
variety of kinks.  As such, I will try and include a brief description of
which kinds of acts will be happening at the beginning of each chapter so
readers will know what to avoid.
Title: Collin in CummyLand

   Last Updated: 2/12/18

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   Without further ado...

   Chapter 3 (Boy/Fairies)

   Some indeterminable time later, as Collin skipped along and played with
the tassels of the shawl that Woodsman had given him, a curious sight
appeared between the densely packed trees that caused the twelve-year-old
to stop and bite his lip in consternation.  Just ahead, the forest seemed
vanish and a huge wide gorge seemed to take it's place.  Collin proceeded
cautiously through the remaining foliage and found, to his amazement, that
the path ended right at the edge of the gorge.  "Hm..." he mused aloud. 
This was not good.

   Craning his neck, he realized that the path he had been following
started again on the other side of the gorge and concluded that a bridge
had, at some point, existed to allow travelers to cross the deep chasm.  It
existed no longer.  Instead, two long rope-like cords, perhaps two feet
from each other horizontally and running parallel toward the other side of
the gorge, were bolted into the earth on this end and served as an entirely
unsafe-looking mode of travel across.  A small sign depicted a person,
right leg slung over the right cord, left leg slung over the left cord, and
hands grasped firmly on their respective cables, slowly crawling across the
gorge in a manner that reminded Collin of bug.  It looked...  difficult.

   Collin smiled.  This was going to be fun!  Taking the shawl from his
shoulders, Collin tied the linen cloth around his neck like a scarf before
knotting it tight and letting it go.  Getting on his hands and knees, the
boy then tentatively grasped the cables as they left the earth and found,
to his surprise, that they were smooth and waxy.  No rope burn here! 
Testing his weight and satisfied that the cords would hold, he slowly began
to crawl forward and, looping his right leg over the right cable and his
left leg over the left cable, inched his way from the cliff face and over
the dark chasm below.

   The cords wobbled slightly in the breeze and it took a few moments for
the boy to get the hang of the movement.  Right arm moves forward.  Left
arm moves forward.  Right leg drags forward while the cable slides through
the back of the knee.  Left leg drags forward while the cable slides
through the back of the knee.  Collin grinned.

   In this awkward position, with the boy's legs spread wide to grip the
two cords, his boycock and anus were exposed to the world at large and the
cool breeze tickled his privates as he inched along.  Handhold after
handhold, with the cool caress of the wind teasing his genitals, the urge
to relieve himself grew stronger and stronger.  After only a few feet,
Collin could take no more as the urge to piss seized him and his stream of
golden liquid gushed forth and fell to the darkness below.  "Ahhhh" Collin
sighed, feeling his bladder drain.  "That's better."

   It was when the boy was only a third of the way across that he realized
something was definitely amiss.  A buzzing sound had begun to grow far
below him, it's reverberations filling the air as it grew louder and
louder. "Uh oh" said Collin to himself as dark shapes began to flitter out
of the gloom and up into the sunlight.  Butterflies?  Hummingbirds?  Collin
wasn't sure what he was seeing.

   Then, without warning, a small winged creature was hovering in front of
his face, shaking its fist at him and chittering a distinctly un-amused
noise.  A fairy!  Collin was stunned to see a fairy buzzing near his head.
It looked like a tiny human, perhaps five inches tall, with large
dragonfly-like wings flapping unbelievably fast behind it.  It was naked.
And male.  And, Collin realized belatedly, not particularly happy.

   The fairy continued to shake it's fist at the boy while alternatively
pointing at Collin, pointing downward, and grabbing it's own small
erection. The game of charades went on for a moment before Collin finally
grasped that his golden shower moments before had actually fallen on the
fairies below and he blushed sheepishly and shrugged in apology.

   The fairy was obviously not impressed but it's anger began to abate as
it started lewdly leering at the boy.  Smiling without humor, the fairy
then barked out a series of sharp chitters to the many others that Collin
now realized were buzzing around his rope-bridge.  The swarm responded
immediately, flashing this way and that as fairy after fairy began to land
all over Collin's body.

   "No!  No Wait!  I'm sorry!  Ahhh!!" Collin yelled immediately, thinking
they were going to harm him.  They didn't.  Instead, little hands and
little mouths began to tease his exposed flesh.  Three fairies landed on
his crotch and their ministrations soon brought the boy's erection to life.
Another two began lapping at his anus while still others nibbled rapidly at
his boyish tits.  Within moments, Collin was hard as a rock and moaning.

   The chief fairy, pleased with his work, then rushed close to Collin's
face and thrust his small erection into Collin's mouth.  The boy, not
really paying attention, used his lips and tongue to tease the tiny flesh,
no bigger than the end of a pencil, and the chief groaned in appreciation.

   His nostrils and ears were licked.  His armpits and bellybutton were
humped.  His taint was rubbed and tickled.  Fairies clambered all over him
to reach exposed flesh and teased and tickled and thrust their own members
against him in a fairy orgy.  Collin's body was on fire with feeling and he
groaned as his orgasm built.

   A sudden spike of pleasure as one fairy slid the lower half of it's body
all the way into his asshole caused the boy's arm's to weaken and he keeled
forward, regaining his strength just in time to stop himself from tumbling
into the darkness.  "Oh no!" his mind shouted through the hazy good
feelings and he began to work his way forward.  He was, after all, trapped
on two cords overlooking a dark chasm and he knew that, if he fell, he may
never see sunlight again.

   The movement didn't seem to bother the fairies.  In fact, they seemed to
redouble their efforts as if they wanted to weaken him with pleasure and
force him to fall.  "OHH OHHH" Collin groaned around the fairy cock in his
mouth as one intrepid fairy started lightly slapping his hanging balls, the
sharp blows a wonderful contrast to the pleasure flooding his body.  At the
same time, the fairy in his ass had begun to scissor his legs and Collin's
sphincter hummed in delight.  A third fairy shoved its long tongue deep
into his urethra and several fairies began masturbating themselves while
they teased the horny boy.  The chief in his mouth erupted in climax, sweet
fairy cum flooding his mouth unexpectedly.

   Inch after inch, Collin crossed the gorge.  Even as other fairies began
cumming, their spunk coating his every nook and cranny, the boy continued
to make his way forward.  He was over two-thirds the way and the other lip
of the chasm was nearing by the moment.  Then it happened.  Two fairies,
their lips and tongues ravaging his sensitive cockhead while their arms and
hands slid sensuously over his stiff boyhood, began humping their own small
cocks against his much larger boyhood.  That extra stimulation sent Collin
over the edge and he moaned in satisfaction as his cocklett throbbed once,
twice, three times and jet after jet of cum fired out of the quivering
flesh.

   The fairies cheered then and took flight from his body all at once. 
Their sudden takeoff, combined with the wind current created by dozens of
fairy-wings in flight, caused Collin to sway unsteadily as he climaxed
uncontrollably.  For a split second, Collin had to decide to embrace the
pleasure of his boygasm or focus on keeping steady.

   [StorySplit 3A/3B)

   3A (Continue the Story).

   His mind snapped into place as he grasped the cords tightly, keeping his
balance while the wonderful feelings flooded through him and subsided. 
Breathing rapidly as cum oozed from his deflating cock, Collin raced the
last few feet of the makeshift bridge and climbed onto the lip of the
gorge. The fairies buzzed behind him loudly and Collin, not wanting to risk
it, crawled forward onto the brick path and, with renewed energy, found his
knees and then his legs before taking off unsteadily into the dark wood
before him.  Within moments, the gorge and the buzz of the fairies were far
behind.

   3B (End the Story).

   The boygasm was bliss, Collin's muddled mind thought as he reached
unsuccessfully for the cord while falling forward.  Overcome by the
feelings, his timing was a split second off and the boy's body pitched
below the cords before his weight and the angle of his swing spun him
upside-down and his knees lost their perch.  Before he knew it, he was
falling.

   Down and down he fell, the darkness deepening around him as the wind
whipped by.  He couldn't see the sides of the gorge or what he was
plummeting too and he tensed at the thought of crashing into sharp rocks or
a deep cold river.  Collin was surprised, then, when he suddenly landed on
a large soft surface that absorbed the boy's weight effortlessly while
providing plenty of cushion.  For several minutes, Collin lay on his back
in the darkness, unsure of where he was.  Then, small points of light began
to fill the blackness as dozens, then hundreds, of small candles were lit
by hundreds of fairies all peering down at the boy.  He looked around,
noticing that the gorge was filled with large plants and foliage.  Indeed,
Collin realized a moment later, he had landed on a giant leaf that had to
be five times his own size.

   Some fairies flittered down with a bowl that contained an assortment of
fruits and vegetables, placing it next to the boy before grinning at him.
Other fairies landed near him and began casually stroking their growing
erections while lewdly flicking their tongues out at Collin and waggling
their eyebrows.

   Collin soon learned that the walls were too slick and there was no way
to scale them.  For what seemed like weeks, he ate the food and drink the
fairies provided him while servicing their insatiable sexual needs.  Then,
one morning, Collin woke up to sunlight streaming through his bedroom
window.  He was...  back home?  No longer in Cummyland?  He glanced to the
side of his bed and grunted at his Xbox and TV.  Yep.  Back home.  Checking
the wall calendar, Collin sighed in understanding.  It was the day he had
traveled to Cummyland.  Time in his world had not marched on.  Then, with a
sudden thought, the boy wondered what adventures he had missed out on by
failing to cross the gorge?