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any further.  I do not condone any illegal activity and stress that this
work is fiction, fantasy, and in no way meant to reflect reality.  Sexual
abuse of minors is a very serious issue and I encourage anyone tempted to
engage in such behavior to seek help immediately.

   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 6 (Men/Boy)

   The mountain range seemed to stretch on for miles.  Twisting and turning
around peaks and valleys, the brick path hugging narrow ledges with
unimaginable drops, Collin saw few opportunities for rest or comfort.  Not
that the boy needed rest or comfort.  Though it seemed like he'd been
walking for days, he felt neither hungry nor tired.  A quirk of Cummyland,
he believed.

   Reaching the end of a long sturdy bridge that spanned a particularly
large ravine, Collin found that the path crossed directly in front of a
large beautiful wooden structure before bending around another cliff face.
Reminding him of pictures of old Japanese architecture, the building was
squat and covered in paper walls and windows while nestled up against the
mountainside.  A large fence enclosed an open yard beyond the building and
the porch, looking very inviting, had numerous chairs and couches strewn
about.  Men waved at Collin as he approached.

   Next to the building read a signpost:

   "The Mountain Resort!  Inquire within for details!"

   Intrigued, Collin took the steps and, after exchanging pleasantries with
several men lounging about in towels and drinking exotic looking cocktails,
entered the warm and tastefully decorated lobby.  Approaching the counter,
Collin was about to "inquire" about the "details" when he noticed that the
person behind it was a sturdy looking youth of about sixteen.  While biting
his lip and thinking that the teenager looked too young to be working the
front desk, the teen looked up from his paperwork and smiled brightly at
Collin.

   "Oh!" he said in a cheerful tone.  "You must be the new Kitchen
Attendant that Corporate was sending?"

   "Kitchen Attendant?" Collin replied curiously.

   "Yes.  You're the new guy?"

   [StorySplit 6A/6B)

   6A (Continue the Story).

   Collin paused for a moment before replying, "I'm not.  I was just
inquiring about this place like the sign outside said I should."

   "Oh, I'm so sorry!" the teen responded apologetically.  "A guest!  How
silly of me!  Your appointment is under which name?" His eyebrows rose and
the teen examined up a sheet of paper, waiting for Collin's response.

   "Um I don't have an appointment" Collin said truthfully.

   "Oh dear.  I'm sorry kiddo, we are all booked up for the next week.  You
sure you don't have an appointment?" Collin shook his head in the negative.
"Well," the teen said, biting his own lip, "I'm afraid we don't have a
place for you.  You're welcome to rest here in the lobby before continuing
your journey if you'd like." He pointed to a comfortable looking chair but
Collin shrugged and, with a "Thanks anyway," walked out of the lodge.

   Soon, the brick path was below him and the Mountain Resort was behind
him.

   6B (End the Story).

   "Yes," Collin said mischievously, not sure why he answered in the
affirmative but interested to see how this played out.  Why would they
mistake him for an employee?  He was twelve!

   The teen grinned and, after introducing himself as Liam, ushered Collin
into a back room marked "Employee's Only." It was a break room of sorts,
with an attached locker room and several doors leading to different areas
of the resort.  Liam directed Collin to put his robe in an assigned locker
and, when the boy was naked, pushed him through a nearby door.

   "Ah!  Finally!" bellowed a huge man in a chef's outfit before the man
scooped Collin up and carried him over to a massive silver serving platter,
depositing the boy on his back before beginning to layer a thick warm
custard all over Collin's body.  Collin was too stunned to protest, lying
meekly while wondering what he'd gotten himself into.  "And now for my last
dessert!" the man shouted jovially as he and an assistant hauled Collin,
the custard, and the platter through some double doors and into a bustling
dining hall.

   Collin's eyes bugged out at the sight around him.  Dozens and dozens of
naked men were busily swarming around tables and serving platters scattered
throughout the room.  On each platter lay a boy or girl wriggling,
giggling, and groaning in delight while covered, much as he was, in a
variety of half-eaten dishes.

   On one table, a red haired boy of about thirteen was panting heavily. 
Hundreds of eaten chicken wings were scattered around him but the men, not
content to simply lick the bones clean, were busy licking as much of the
boy's flesh as they could find.  Collin thought he saw one chicken wing
being worked in and out of the boy's asshole but the scene disappeared too
rapidly.  On another table, a girl of about nine was moaning loudly as one
man continued to push gravy and mashed potatoes between her thighs where
another man lapped vigorously.  She screamed suddenly in ecstasy and began
to thrash about wildly but the man licking at her gravy-covered cunny paid
her no mind.

   Then the sights were gone and Collin was surrounded by hungry looking
men.  He shivered at their gazes and yelped when they began to dig in.

   His hands were grasped as two men began to sensuously lick each of his
fingers, scooping up more custard with them once they were clean and
beginning the process again.

   Another several men began to lick his feet, with one man shoving
Collin's whole foot into his mouth while two others used their tongues to
wiggle between his toes and retrieve the custard there.  Collin laughed
when they began to lick from heel to toe, his sensitive soles un-used to
men's tongues but finding the experience delightful.

   Still others licked his ears, shoving their tongues into his lobes and
wriggling them around.  Some clamped their mouths on his boyish tits and a
third assaulted his belly button.  Whenever custard would disappear, the
men would shovel more onto the barren spot and used Collin as either a
plate or a living utensil.

   Soon, Collin's legs were spread apart and pushed upwards, his anus
exposed briefly before a man's lips locked onto it and began to tongue his
sensitive hole.  A moment later, a different man sucked Collin's hard
four-inches into his mouth, bobbing up and down while spooning custard onto
the boy's tool every few strokes.

   The feeding frenzy lasted for quite some time, punctuated twice by
Collin's squeals of climax.  It wasn't until an exhausted Collin lay in the
kitchen, surrounded by other equally exhausted youngsters, that he learned
that this was the job of a Kitchen Attendant at the Mountain Resort.  A
job, he decided, that he was glad he had accepted!

   For months, Collin spent breakfast, lunch, and dinner covered in savory
sauces, delectable deserts, and astounding appetizers while hungry men
licked him clean.

   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 taking a job at the Mountain Resort?