Email: Jotto
Into the Woods
By Jotto
This is a story of monsters, some inhuman, and some human. But the advantage with the inhuman monsters is that they are much easier to detect. The more human variety however, they can blend in and hide in plain sight, one may even be sitting next to you at this very moment. And some monsters, like the ones in this story, can be downright gorgeous and lure you in with their superficial beauty.
Meet David, he has orbited the star at he heart of our solar system thirty times. And then there is his half brother, Patrick, who has been around the sun twenty-two times himself. Both of them were sired by an insanely wealthy father who had a habit of generating wealthy ex-wives. More unfortunately, the father also had a habit of procrastination, like not performing scheduled maintenance on his private jet causing him to die in an unscheduled crash. Under the pretense of honoring their father’s memory and rebuilding their relationship, David granted his younger brother admittance to his very exclusive club, Camp Bravado. Camp Bravado is not a place, but a concept, a fraternity for a handful of men with specific qualifications. And to carry out Patricks initiation into this club, David has ordered a meeting of all his fellow members at his father’s grand cabin that sits on the shore of his private manmade lake that’s in a remote valley of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. But know this, a greedy David had more devious designs for his sweet and naive half brother, Patrick.
We join the semi-brothers as David recklessly races his Lamborghini against the invisible opponent of time while negotiating the treacherous curves of the mountain road. In the passenger seat, Patrick clings to the handholds as if that would save him in a crash at this speed.
David smiles condescendingly at Patrick, “What are you so tense about? Is it my driving?”
Patrick forces a smile and agrees just for the sake of starting a conversation, “Well yeah, a little.”
“You know I’m a great driver.”
“I know”
David revs the engine, “Then what the fuck is it with you?”
Patrick takes a deep breath, “Well…it’s just that you haven’t said a word to me ever since you found out that dad gave me half of his estate. And now, all of a sudden…”
David cut him off, “You’re right, I was upset. I mean, I helped our dad build that fortune, so I saw that money as mine. But then I realized that half of fourteen billion dollars is good enough to make ends meet. I mean, I couldn’t spend all that money anyway, at least not without some help from my dear brother.”
“Do you mean that?”
“Of course I do. And what better way to cement our brotherhood than by having you join my little club.”
Patrick sighs, “Yeah, your club. Kind of a weird way to bond with your brother.”
David scoffs, “What so weird about it? I’m omnisexual, you’re gay and we both inherited our father’s huge dick. What’s could be more natural than men with similar traits hanging out together?”
Patrick hesitates and wonders if he should bring up the subject that’s really been bothering him, and then, “Well…it’s just that I think…do you want to have sex with me?”
David feigns being shocked at the question, “What? How could you think…”
Patrick looks away, “Well, it’s just that I’ve seen the way you look at me sometimes, like the way you look at someone right before you fuck them or something like that.”
“Hey, It’s just that I admire a good looking body, and you have a great bod, dude. That’s all it is.”
Patrick breaths a sigh of relief, “Okay, good, cause we’re brothers and all and that would just be all sorts of like super wrong.”
“Well, yeah, of course. But you know we’re only half brothers so it would only be half wrong. So…”
Patrick just stares wide-eyed at the winding road ahead not believing what David was hinting at. He now wonders if this excursion was a mistake and how he could go back home on his own.
David quickly sees Patrick is tensing up and pulls back, “Hey Pat, I’m so fucking with you right now. Jeez dude, you really have loosen up. This is a week of men being free to be raw sexual animals, to explore themselves and each other. There are going to be three other hot guys with fat cocks running around naked doing all sorts of things. And if you don’t want to take part in any of it, then you can just go up to your room and jack-off for all I care. But if you cast a cloud over my friends and me, well, …I’m warning you, you better not ruin this for me.”
Patrick sighs, “Sorry, it’s just that I’ve only ever been with one guy at a time.”
David smiles, “Well, all that’s going to change if you just let yourself go. You will have a lot of fun. And you don’t have to worry about me, my fuck buddy, Ty, is going to be there and I’ll be spending most of my time with him. Okay?”
“Okay.” Patrick looks at David, “I’m okay, I can do this. I’ll be cool.”
“Great! Just remember the Club Bravado motto, open mind, open body.”
Patrick gives it fifty percent, “Open mind, open body.”
David pumps his fist, “Say it like you mean it!”
Patrick gives it a little more, “Open mind, open body.”
David yells, “Come on!”
Patrick yells, “Open mind, open body!”
“Again!”
Patrick strains his voice, “Open mind, open body!”
Together, they repeat, “Open mind, open body! Open mind, open body! Open mind, open body! Whoo! Fuck yeah!”
Patrick has convinced himself that he is ready for a week of fun sex.
About an hour later, the two young semi-siblings arrive at the entrance to the family property. The gravel driveway that feeds off the highway is easy to miss and the Lamborghini fishtails to a crawl and gently squeezes between the two nondescript wooden post that mark the entrance to a vast property. It was meant to blend into the forest as not to attract unwanted attention. The gravel is not ideal for sports cars and the rolling Italian automotive artwork slows down to a crawling fifteen miles an hour. Another thirty minutes later, they come up to a rod iron gate that automatically gives way to the Lamborghini and ushers the brothers onto a paved section of the drive. A mere five hundred feet later, they pull up to the palatial mountain retreat carefully crafted out of wooden timbers. But as they pull up, Patrick’s jaw drops when he sees to naked men on the front porch engaged in obscene doings.
Patrick is shocked, “What the fuck?” And he realizes that he may not have been ready for this.
Ty, a large muscular black man with a cock that was quite visible even at a hundred feet away, was leaning against the front porch as Kyle, an equally buff asian was on his knees orally grooming Ty’s manhood. Ty casually waves hello to the brothers as if it was completely normal to have sex on the front porch of a palatial estate.
David senses Patrick’s dismay, “Remember, anything goes. Open mind, open body. Okay?”
“Yeah sure, I know.”
As David steps out, his shirt seems to magically lift away from his torso and is flung onto the hood of the car. As he walks towards the house, he kicks off his shoes. Patrick is slow to step out as he grabs his gym bag.
Patrick whispers to David, “Hey David, do you want me to grab your bag?”
David scoffs, “I didn’t bring anything, dumb fuck.”
And with that, David pushes down his jeans and his underwear in one fell swoop and steps out of them leaving them behind on the driveway made of expensive pavers. David’s body is a vision of perfection, a carefully sculpted form that could make Michelangelo’s David envious. So beautiful is his body that it causes his half brother to have a momentary lapse of morality and he briefly debates with himself just how wrong it would be to lay with him. But as David swaggered up to Ty and Kyle, he turns back to Patrick to show off his cock, a cock that is as firm and pronounced as a ten meter diving platform and ready to dive into action.
As David looks Patrick in the eye as he gestures to his energized cock, “Boom!”
That allowed Patrick to shake off his momentary last of reason as David’s braggadocios gesture reminded him that his brother is a pig.
David turns and eyes Ty with a sultry gaze, “Starting without me, bitch? And on my front porch?”
Ty casually rolls his gaze over to David, “Well, ya know, it’s a beautiful day and there’s no one around for like a million miles.”
David pats the subservient Kyle on the top of his head, “Did you lose a bet again?”
Kyle stops sucking just long enough to say, “Fucking Forty Niners.”
David swings his cock up besides Ty’s and tells Kyle, “Well, if you get tired of chocolate, try some vanilla.”
Kyle takes a hold of both cocks staring him in the face and slaps the two towers of meat on both sides of his face and motorboats his way down between them. David and Ty lock eyes and start kissing passionately.
David whispers to Ty between kisses, “Fuck, I miss you Four-B.”
Four-B stood for Big Black Beautiful Beast.
Ty just stands there as he lets David pull at his knotted hair and push his face through his beard.
Patrick thinks about using the back door to get into the house, but then challenges himself to walk by the front porch ménage à trois. He has never seen his brother this rawly sexual before but realizes that he is going to have to get use to seeing him like this if he’s going to have any fun at all. And as Patrick approaches the porch, he focuses on the hot Asian one his knees. Patrick always had a thing for Asians and now here’s one that is so very attractive and so willing to please. Patrick paused for a moment on the steps to admire Kyle and thought about joining in as his cock started to test the limits of his pants, but he didn’t want his cock touching David’s. Ty notices the increasing bulge in Patrick jeans.
Ty looks at Patrick with a predatory gaze as he asks David, “So, this the little brother with a big dick that you’ve been telling me about?”
David mutters between kisses, “Em hm. Hey guys, this is Patrick. Patrick, this beautiful beast I’m kissing is Ty, and the hot Asian sucking or cocks is Kyle.”
Ty smiles, “Hm. looks like you weren’t lying about him having the family cock.”
Patrick smiles nervously and waves timidly as he stumbles onto the porch. It titillates Patrick a little to know that people have been talking admirably about his cock and it makes him fully engorged even being as nervous as he is. He pauses once again as he places his hand on the doorknob to the entrance to the house and realizes this door leads to a whole new world for him. Like he’s about to enter Willy Wonka’s factory, ( the Gene Wilder one, not that other piece of shit). Then he remembers that that wondrous chocolate factory was a place that was actually filled with many perils.
David warned Patrick, “Hey Pat, the next time I see you, you better be naked. Clothing is not an option.”
Again, Patrick felt David was pushing those boundaries, but damn, Kyle was hot and he wanted to get on him. So he walked into that wonderland of debauchery knowing that consequence could be around every corner.
One hour later…
A still fully dressed Patrick was hiding away in his room paralyzed by the fear of unknown possibilities. Then through his window, he could hear the sounds enthusiastic yelling. Patrick carefully peered out to see three of the guys playing basketball completely nude and all their cocks swinging wildly as they race around each other competing for possession of the ball and making jumps for the hoop. Their muscles glistening with sweat as they collided into each other. Their bodies seem to linger and rub as they practiced an erotic form of interference, and nobody was crying foul.
Patrick sees there was a new player, a cuter and younger version of Ty. Patrick wanted to know his name.
Just then Kyle yells out, “Tahj, throw me the ball!”
Patrick quietly rehearses a conversation with him, “Tahj, hello Tahj, I’m Patrick. Do you know how pretty you are? Oh yes, you are. Well, that’s enough chit chat, wanna fuck?”
Then as if a burst of cold air hit Patrick, he shivered with a sense of bravado, “Fuck, what am I afraid of? They’re just having fun.”
Patrick decides to whip off his clothes all at once and right now before he loses this feeling and chickens out. In thirty-seconds, Patrick is standing naked in front of a mirror checking out his body. Even though his weight training has put some mass on his bones, he feels a little self-conscious that he’s not as ripped or pumped as his brother. But then he sways his hips to swing his cock around and realizes, with a cock like his, who cares about muscle definition.
As Patrick takes a small step out of his room wearing nothing on but a nervous smile, he thinks of all the times he’s been up here, this is the first time he would walk naked through the halls of this house naked. Being naked, the house now seemed somehow different to him as he traipsed gingerly over the alternating surfaces of rugs and hardwood flooring. And as he steps down the main stairway, he is titillated by the sight and feeling of his cock being batted back and forth by his thighs. Patrick had never walked around naked for this long a distance before, and he liked it. It was a sort of freedom that he never knew existed. Patrick pauses as he walks through the large professional kitchen and wonders just how shocked his parents would be at the sight of their naked son standing there. He darts over to the sink and fills a glass with water. He drinks it quickly hoping it will wash down his nerves. As he tilts his head back for the last drops, he feels his penis touch the fine wood cabinetry. He pulls back out of respect for all the care and money that his father put into this kitchen. And then just as if the ghost of his father was standing in the room with him, Patrick feels he has to explain himself.
“Sorry Dad, we’re just having a little fun. I’ll make sure nothing gets damaged.”
Patrick continues towards the back of the house and pauses at the sliding doors that opened to the pool. And like someone new to skydiving, he takes a deep breath as he slides the door open. He doesn’t step out at first, but he gives a shy wave through the door at the men who are now lounging in or around the pool.
David calls out, “Well, there he is. Took you long enough. Come on out and let the boys see why you’re qualified to be a member.”
Patrick doesn’t know what to do with his hands as he steps out into the sunlight and quickly waves again, “Hey guys.”
Ty lets out a whoop, “Good hang on you, boy. Now bring that over here for a better look.”
The others cheer and wave Patrick in to their group. Patrick takes small steps towards them.
Kyle smirks, “Hey Patrick, you’re cute. Why don’t you have a seat on the edge of the pool so I can kiss it and make it feel good?”
Patrick doesn’t know how to respond, “Um, what? I um…”
Kyle’s smile is so disarming, “Oh come on, don’t be shy, I really want to make you good. You have had someone go down on you before, haven’t you?”
“Well, yeah.”
Patrick casually places his hands in front of him trying to hide his growing appendage, but there’s no hiding a cock as big as his. And Patrick is so attracted to Kyle.
Kyle sets his eyes on Patrick’s swelling cock, “Well, I can see you thinking about it. And the guys will tell you that I’m the best cock-sucker any where.”
And the others gently applaud and coo confirming Kyle’s claim as he takes bows in the water.
David smiles, “Come on, Pat. You know you want it. Out doors and by the pool, nothing like it. And Kyle will take you to a whole new realm of existence. Fuck, I remember the first time he blew me, it was like that scene in 2001 where that astronaut goes through a tunnel of light seeing all sorts of shape and colors. I nearly lost my fucking mind.”
Ty dares Patrick with a taunt, “Ah, I don’t know, David, I don’t think you’re ready for Kyle. Not enough miles on that smooth cock of his. Hey Pat, why don’t you back inside play with yourself boy, ya know, while the real men play with each other,”
That, “Boy” comment got to Patrick’s ego, an ego that got bruised every time he’d been accused fo having bogus identification every time he wanted to go into a nightclub or buy some beer. His boyish looks causing people to treat him like a child instead of the man he is.
Patrick brushed Ty aside as he walked to the pool’s edge, “Who you calling boy, boy?”
And like a tennis match, the ball was hit back deep into Ty’s court. Now, Patrick was just kidding around, only meaning at most to challenge Ty’s adulthood. But for somebody like Ty who wears his race on his sleeve, who still feels the lashings his ancestors had to endure, that, “Boy” comment hit a very sensitive nerve. And at that moment, Ty’s interest in Patrick went from purely sexual to vengeful. And in the wink of an eye, Ty inwardly vowed that he was going to rape that bitch’s lily-white ass before the day was out.
And as Patrick walked past David, David, knowing Ty so very intimately as he does, shook his head pitying his brother knowing the backlash he was in for. And David had no interest in helping Patrick avoid the oncoming train wreck.
Oblivious to the racial offense that he had just committed, Patrick takes a seat on the coping of the pool and dangles his legs into the water. As Kyle wades up to him, Patrick rests back on his hands and lets his cock stand tall on its own. It is already too electrical for Patrick to see this beautiful and muscular Asian man take a hold of his cock and place it in his mouth. As Kyle starts to swallow Patrick’s young member, his jaw seems to almost dislocate to take in the plump head of his manhood. Patrick stares in amazement to see his fat cock disappear into Kyle’s head. Like a snake ingesting a large prey, Kyle gulps away until most of Patrick’s cock is gone from view. Patrick’s cock is huge, so he’s never seen this much of it inside another man. Patrick wondered where did it all go? It should have been out the back of his head by now. Did Kyle somehow get it to bend and go down his gullet? To be buried this deep inside another body was already euphoric, but when Kyle started to undulate the muscles of his throat and his esophagus beyond, it immediately pushed Patrick over the edge. The young and somewhat inexperienced young man didn’t know such sensations were possible and immediately realized that any act of fellatio from now on would be a major disappointment. Patricks body shuddered with ecstasy and he swooned as all the blood in his body flowed to his groin to support his powerful erection. And as he started to faint, he could see all sorts of shapes and colors swirl around him. And as he started to fall back, his brother kneeled in and supported him.
David almost laughed, “Come on little bro, hold it together. You can do it.”
David’s gesture was less an act of brotherly love, but more the actions of someone who is lewd, lascivious, sexually unchaste or licentious.
Patrick gasped, “No… no words… no words… to describe it. Poetry, they should have sent a poet. It’s so beautiful… beautiful… so beautiful, so beautiful. I had no idea.”
Patrick was barely able to whisper those last words as his muscles turn into jello. In just ten minutes, Patrick lost all control of his reproductive system as it readies itself to purge a major load. Patrick’s youth and inexperience made it difficult for him to hold back an orgasm that he didn’t want to happen this quickly.
Then Patrick has the biggest orgasm he had ever had in a short life that was already so filled with so many orgasms conjured up by his own hands or by the actions of others. And as Kyle swallowed every thing Patrick’s loins had to give, he gave up Patrick’s resolutely hard cock. The youngest man there collapses back onto the pavers quivering like an addict who instantly needs another fix.
Patrick pleads, “No, don’t stop, baby. Please, don’t stop. I want you to drain me dry.” Patrick even becomes enraged, “No God damn it, I want you to keep sucking my cock now!”
David slaps him across the face, “Snap out it! Come on, Pat. Pull it together, dude, you’re embarrassing me.”
Patrick pleads, “Please, David, don’t let him stop.”
Tahj looks down at them, “Hey, David, I think maybe it’s time for the ring? That should snap him out it.”
David agrees, “Yeah, go get it.”
While Tahj quickly scampers into the house, David asks for help with his disoriented brother.
“Ty, can you help me get him up on his feet?”
Ty brushes David aside, “Don’t worry, lover, I got this. Oh, how I got this.”
And as easily as a girl picks up a favorite stuffed doll, Ty brutishly wrestles Patrick to his feet and locks his arms behind his back. Ty then thrusts his rock-hard cock between Patrick’s legs as he rubs it across his tight little hole.
Ty whispers into Patrick’s ear, “You like that? I’m going to split the white ass of yours wide open.”
A delirious Patrick pants out, “I don’t care, just give me back to Kyle.”
Tahj runs back in with a wired contraption. “I got it. Here it is.”
It’s a ring of metal with two wires hanging off of it that run to a battery powered trigger.
David puts out his hand, “Give it to me.”
Tahj hesitates, “What, you’re going to put it on him?”
David is like, “Yeah, so?”
“But he’s your brother.”
David grabs the device away from Tahj, “Oh stop it, as far as I’m concerned, he’s just another guy with a huge cock. Besides, he’s only my half brother.” And then he whispers to Tahj, “Which is as good as no brother at all. Just like he will be soon enough. Remember?”
And with that, David takes the spring loaded circle of metal and with a pathological indifference to and familial bonds, he callously wraps the device around the base of Patrick’s cock and balls. So dazed is Patrick that he gives nary a thought to David handling that part of his body. David locks the spring tensioned clasp shut and stands back with a devious smile and the trigger in his hand.
A delirious Patrick moans, “Kyle, Kyle, come back to me.”
David scoffs at Patrick, “How pathetic. Let’s get this over with.”
Just then, Kyle hops out of the pool, “Wait a minute, I want to record this.”
Patrick moans, “Kyle, where you going? Come back.”
Kyle grabs his phone from the patio table and starts recording video of what’s about to go down.
David checks with Kyle, “You ready, Spielberg?”
Kyle smiles, “And…action.”
David checks with Ty, “You got a hold of him?”
Ty smiles, “He isn’t going anywhere.”
David doesn’t waist any time and presses his thumb down on the bright red button. Immediately, Patrick comes out of his sexual malaise and is one hundred percent about the electrical current charging through the base of his manhood. He wants to curse something fierce but all he can do is scream. Patrick tries desperately to break free of Ty’s hold so that he can rip that thing off his cock. But Ty’s history as an offensive tackle for a major football team is proving too powerful for Patrick. Ty’s thirty-nine years of age and bad knees may have forced him out of the game, but he is still very much an overwhelming force to be reckoned with.
Patrick danced and flailed about wildly trying to shake that torturous contraption off of him. He even tried to rub it off with his thighs, but all his efforts were useless. But how Ty and David did enjoy seeing him suffer so much, and each for their own reasons.
Then suddenly, Patrick went silent, choking back his screams as he felt his sperm once again coursing through his body. And to his own surprise, Patrick’s seed sprays out and into the pool.
And the crowd goes wild as his balls purge their pearlescent brew. Then Patrick found the strength to scream again. David, thinking that was all his brother had to give, gives the order for Ty to release him.
“Okay, Four-B, let him go.”
Ty practically throws Patrick to the ground. Patrick crumples into a shivering pile of flesh as the wrestles with his groin trying to pry that thing off his cock and balls, but still manages to pump out another load of his sperm.
David doesn’t let go of the button making it as difficult as possible for Patrick to get a hold of it. Every time Patrick gets a hold of the metal ring, electricity passes through his fingers shocking his hands away or paralyzing his grip. And the group of sadistic men standing above him laugh at his pain.
Patrick screams out, “Come on guys, cut it out! Ahh! This is not funny!”
David shrugs as, “Oh, yes it is. But we’re laughing with you, not at you.”
Kyle chimes in, “Hey, it’s just part of the initiation.”
Ty adds, “You want to be a member of our club, this is how you join.”
Tahj, “Yeah, we all had to do it. And guess what, you’ll grow to like it.”
David, “That’s why we sill do it to ourselves.”
Patrick screams out, “Bullshit, you fuckers!”
And with a rebel yell, Patrick figures out how to unfasten the ring and tosses it as far as the wires will let it fly. Patrick rolls around on the ground cradling his genitals as he tries to catch his breath.
Patrick gasps, “Oh fuck, is that it? Am I a member of your fucking club now?”
David smiles, “Nope, there’s still the matter of your baptism.” David turns to the others and addresses them like an army sergeant, “Okay men, present cocks.”
As Patrick struggles to his hands and knees, the four men encircle him and point there cocks at the newbie. David is still too compromised to notice what’s going on around him.
Then David gives the order, “Okay men, open fire!”
And a torrent of piss is released upon Patrick. The scent is immediately recognizable. Patrick opens his mouth to scream in disgust, but realizes the error of doing that as urine trickles across his tongue. He spits desperately. He wants to crawl away but has to close his eyes and can’t see where to go.
These men had already consumed copious amounts of beer, partially in preparation for this, so endless streams of urine rained down on Patrick. It seems like an eternity for Patrick, but eventually, the golden showering ends.
Patrick shakes the piss from his head, “Ah fuck, is that it now? Can I rinse this shit off of me?”
David chuckles, “Yeah, it’s over. But this is how we rinse off.”
David uses his foot to roll Patrick onto his back and uses his finger to direct the others to each grab one of Patrick’s limbs.
A weary Patrick sighs, “Now what?”
Without a word spoken, the four men lift Patrick up off the ground and start swinging him back and forth towards the pool. Patrick realizes what there about to do and doesn’t fight as he is actually looking forward to a cool dip in the pool to both rinse off and get away from them, and takes a deep breath.
David counts down with each swing, “Three…Two…One!”
And Patrick is launched high into the air, and with arms and legs flailing, comes splashing down into the middle of the pool. Patrick makes his way to the very bottom of the pool and holds onto the drain cover as he twirls and twists in the cool water to wash the piss off of him.
And then he becomes still, just anchored to the bottom of the pool, wondering what he’s got himself into. Thinking about how his dearly departed father would have been furious about contaminating the pool with sperm and urine. Patrick wanted to wait as long as possible to rejoin those men up there. He could see up through the rippling surface that they were looking down at him, waiting for him to come back up. The deep distorted sound waves of their voices traveled down to him. He couldn’t tell if they were cheering or laughing at him. He was mad about the nonconsensual aspect of it all and didn’t know if he could ever forgive David. However, it was a level of sex he had never experienced before and he wonders if he actually liked it. After all, his cock is still as hard as a nightstick. He wonders if he actually liked it.
And when he can’t hold his breath any longer, he lets go of the drain and just lets the buoyancy of the air in his lungs slowly carry him back up to the surface. As he brakes the surface, he does so with his face pointing straight up so the water combs his hair away from his face. A pokerface Patrick looks at the four of them, one after the other. David, Ty, Kyle and Tahj are smiling back at him. So focused on their eyes was Patrick that he barely notice that all four were still fully engorged.
David cocks an eyebrow, “You okay?” David doesn’t really care.
Patrick realizes that David doesn’t have his wellbeing in mind and doesn’t answer him.
David tries a different tack, “Hey man, that was awesome. You are most definitely one hot dude.”
Then four men give Patrick thumbs up and tepid applause. Patrick is slightly amused but decides not to show it. Then as if sent in on cue by a guardian angel, a unicorn pool float drifts in and brushes up against Patrick’s bobbing head. Patrick makes a clumsy first attempt to get onto the float and slides back into the water. He gathers his composure and this time places the float under him and gracefully floats up starts to drift across the water, but staying in the middle of the pool where it won’t be as easy for them to get to him. He decides he won’t go ashore until all four of those cocks are flaccid or otherwise occupied.
David may be corrupt but he’s not an idiot, he can feel Patrick’s distain even from a distance.
David waves him off, “Whatever dude. You want to join back in the fun, we’ll be right here, waiting for you.”
The four men lay out beach towels beside the pool and start to pleasure themselves as they talk about what they had just put Patrick through. But not Ty, he just lays there keeping his eyes on Patrick.
David, Kyle ,and eventually Tahj, crank out a load. But not Ty, he couldn’t care less about them, because for now, he is all about getting at Patrick. He lays on his stomach rolling his hips back and forth forcing his huge fat cock to slither across his towel. And all the time, Ty keeps his eyes on Patrick who’s adrift in the pool. Normally, Ty would be all about David, but after that perceived insult and watching his younger body in the throws of multiple orgasms, well, the combination of hate and lust was raising his temperature to a high fever.
Oh, Patrick can feel Ty’s heated gaze burning into his flesh, but chooses not to acknowledge him by looking away and rather concentrating on why his cock is still so fucking hard. Was it due to the hot men masturbating in clear sight? Was it hard because he couldn’t stop thinking about that amazing blow job Kyle gave him? Or maybe it was broken, locked in its upright position due to priapism caused by the electric shock he endured. Patrick wondered if he liked the pain of it all. Could I be a masochist, he wonders? Is his future filled with a large assortment of leather goods? Sounds expensive. Patrick also wonders what it would be like to have sex with a black man. Patrick didn’t have anything against men of African descent, it’s just that his preference has been Asians. But now with Ty piercing his flesh with is gaze, Patrick couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be with Ty, even as large as he is. Patrick accidentally makes eye contact with Ty and nervously shoots him a smile before looking away again.
But in his state of mind, Ty saw that nervous smile as a dare. As Ty crawls over Kyle to talk to David, Kyle tries to start something with Ty by grabbing his cock, but Ty just brushes him off.
Ty is dismisses Kyle, “This boner isn’t for you.”
Ty nudges David out of his catnap, “Hey man, I really need to tap your brother’s ass.”
David grabs Ty’s hardened cock, “Hm, I don’t know if he can handle all of this. I don’t think his butt cherry has been popped yet. I pretty sure he’s a top.”
Ty smiles, “Really, gay virgin? So you don’t mind if I punch his man-pussy wide open and smash his cherry?”
David shrugs, “What do I care? Might as well have some fun with him before we OFF him. All I ask is that you make him cry like a little girl.”
Ty kisses David, “I’ll make him cry a river.”
Ty stands tall, his cock is locked and loaded, and hungry for some young untapped ass. This rugged figure of a man is backlit by the sun and moves like a shadow across the land. His piercing eyes break through his dark silhouette and seem to hypnotically entrance Patrick. Patrick has seen this look before, in the eyes of a puma that once chased him off a hiking trail. As Ty descends down the pool steps, his cock tries to stay afloat but is slowly dragged underwater, except for its plump head which remains above the surface like a periscope of a submarine moving in to take its shot. Patrick knows trouble when he sees it coming and tries to paddle away. With a quick lunging step, the water parts for Ty as he reaches out and grabs onto the floating unicorn and its rider and pulls Patrick into him. Back on land, David stands eager to see what happens.
Patrick smiles nervously, “Hey… how you doing, big guy?”
“The name is, Ty.”
Patrick tries to maintain a smile that he hopes will defuse him, “Yes, I know. Is that short for Tyrone?”
“Oh, shut up.”
And with that, Ty overturns the float tossing Patrick into the water.
Patrick tries to swim away, by Ty is quicker and stronger and grabs Patrick by the ankle and pulls him into a chokehold. As Ty wades to the side of the pool with his quarry secured, Patrick tries in vain to break free, he knows trouble is at hand. Ty releases him only to then shove him up against the side of the pool. His massive bear-like hand easily wraps half way around Patrick’s head, smothering his nose and mouth making it difficult for him to either breath or protest.
Ty’s voice becomes deep and ominous, “From now on, you can either call me Sir, or you can call me, Daddy. But you should know, it’s easier to call me Daddy when you’re screaming.”
The best Patrick could do is let out a muffled panicking moan as he realizes that he’s in for a whole new world of hurt.