Daniel,” he responded as the three boys walked over and we shook hands. The two others were now within touching distance and I didn’t even bother to say anything, reaching out fast and touching each on the leg. Then the four of us smiled at each other and the three boys began to strip.

That’s right,” I said. “So, first thing’s first. Daniel, how about you hop up on the side of the pool. You are going to demonstrate an orgasm for your brothers.

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Some Tags are for planed content in future chapters. Language: English Words: 6,885 Chapters: 3/? Comments: 7 Kudos: 120 Bookmarks: 23 Hits: 5,353 But the portal had looked so inviting to Leo earlier that day as he sat there and stewed in his anger. All he had to do was go up, open the book, sign his name, and stand on the portal. Then he'd be gone and his parents would learn that his threats had been serious. That they'd made a mistake in forbidding him from attending the tournament. That they were in the wrong. And oh, how they would be upset! The low-growing perennial evergreen Phlox is drought-tolerant and easy to maintain, making it perfect for growing in wall crevices. Feeding tip: Feed with a high-nitrogen fertiliser every two weeks until early summer as this will produce long trails, then switch to a low-nitrogen feed to encourage more numerous blooms.

You got it dude.” Daniel interjected. “Mike taught us when we were your age and he agreed to fly into town to teach you both. David and I are along for the ride since we got nothing better to do.” How you doing my little gasmslut? Ready to cum again?” my voice asked, though not by my own intention.It had only been to look, he had told himself. He wasn't really going to volunteer. Volunteering to be magically transported to the Dark Continent so that the ogres who lived there could turn you into an Ogre Jelly and eat you was not something any boy in the kingdom wished, despite the fact that any boy ages four to seven could sign his name in the book and volunteer to count towards that year's five tributes. I don’t know. He’s really mean. He always gives me mean looks and I just know he wants to punch me. I didn’t do anything to him but he always says he’s gonna kill me.” The boy said, convincingly. I was beginning to get mad. Liam’s mother called us to dinner and I was treated to a delicious lasagna, homemade and piping hot. It was soul food, without a doubt, and I felt absolutely wonderful as I stuffed my face and made polite conversation with everyone. Sitting there, with the three of them, reminded me of so many family dinners and the feelings associated with a loving family. A pang of regret hit me as we finished the dessert brownies and I resolved myself that my next destination was Cheyenne. I needed to go home. I had thought we would watch the movie in the den but Liam turned the TV off and informed me that we should watch it in his room so that we could go to bed right after. I shrugged. We headed up to his room where I found, much to my delight, that he had a nice large TV in front of a large leather recliner. It was really only sized for one person, I could tell, but two could sit there if they didn’t mind being smushed together. Plopping on the leather recliner, Liam smiled at me and blushed before saying “There’s enough room. My friends and I sit here all the time,” (I lie, I knew). Then he took up the remote.

In the Milkmen-controlled parts of Terra, all teachers have to be approved by the Milkmen leadership, and principals are often just Milkmen agents making sure that the curriculum is appropriately perverse and sexual, staffing the school nurse, janitor, and groundskeeper from the local sex offenders registry. No sooner had the door to the strange room closed than a new door entered and another ogre, this one dressed in robes and feathers, sauntered in. “You volunteer?” his deep voice rumbled as he approached Leo and began examining the boy from top to bottom. The huge ogre’s fingers poked and prodded Leo’s arms, legs, torso, hard little boyhood, and head before the ogre nodded in satisfaction. Maybe,” said Daniel dubiously, “but not too often. I don’t want you guys thinking we like you or anything.” At the end of the night, after all of the men and boys have passed out, the Milkman and MJ are comparing notes and recommendations for what should happen to the men they just tied down and rapemilked for days on end. Papa's a cum cow through-and-through, with MJ weighing his fat, tan hairy balls. It took Papa eight orgasms to start shooting blanks, at which point his slimy ballsnot was leaking out of MJ's tight hole. He'll probably be sent to one of the many milking farms to live out the rest of his days. Daddy might join him, but the Milkman noted just how sensitive his prostate was, slipping a few fingers inside of him and claiming that it was abnormally large - entirely healthy, just a unique trait. He might be sent to one of the research facilities where he's subjected to myriad anal tortures and milked out with a tight chastity cage on his hairy dong. The teen boy was another interesting one. It didn't take him long to turn into a drooling goon slut, his toes wiggling as the drilldo plundered his tight ass. He should be sent to the slave training centre where he'll be trained up as a pup slave for one of the Milkman officers. As for Little? He's already thrown over Milkman’s shoulder in a fireman's carry, the man rubbing his bruised, overused hole with his lubed fingers, rubbing a special gel on it that's making him slowly re-tighten. He'll be taken to one of the academies to be trained as an anal Milkman, just like MJ!

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Duh!” Zach said. “And Daniel and David are here to help you!” Tyler rolled his eyes dramatically, though he appeared otherwise very interested now that we were getting down to business. There were boys in here. Human boys. All around his age or younger, these were the tributes sent in years past to become Ogre Jellies and Leo blinked as he thought he recognized a few faces. But while he may have once called them compatriots, they were now quite different from the little boys they had been.

Serves you right!” said Tyler as Daniel let go of his younger brother and we all laughed. “You should be nice to them. They are nice to us most of the time.” Smiling sweetly up at David, Tyler turned around and slid his body up to the twin before wrapping his arms around his brother in an innocent embrace. Sup shrimp,” said one of the older teens as he stepped out onto the patio, looking first at his youngest brother before giving me a curious and somewhat odd look. “Are you Mike? Mom’s cousin?” I smiled at him as his two brothers, mother, and Lester also appeared. Wow. The three boys did not disappoint. The twins were obviously teenage boys, tall and lanky and clearly developing into men. They were not identical twins, I knew, but shared the same short blond hair and had similar slim builds. The younger boy, Zach, looked more like Tyler, though somewhat larger and obviously much closer to puberty. All three were very handsome.

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Then Leo was through another door and could no longer see the other room. He breathed deeply, trying to come to terms with what he had seen. Those boys were supposed to be long dead, having been eaten shortly after being sent to this continent. Why, Leo wondered, were they still alive? And why were the ogres mounting them as men mounted women?