Featuring:Tomaddin and Brad are captured and thrown in the dungeons, with the guards finally getting their revenge on the thieves. In the palace, Reynolds sneakily crept out from his lair with Gavin on his shoulder as always. The secret door shut behind him, just in time for Hazmine to storm into the hall.
“Reynolds! We need to talk!” He spat. Hazmine was back to wearing his royal blue crop top and baggy pants. “Prince? How may I be of service to you?” Reynolds said, bowing. “The guards just took a boy from the market on your orders!” Haz said, angrily. “Your father has charged me with keeping peace in Agrabah. This boy is a criminal.” Reynolds reminded him. “And what was his crime?” Haz asked. “Kidnapping the prince, of course.” Reynolds answered. “He didn't fucking kidnap me! I ran away!” Haz argued. “Oh… Dear. How frightfully upsetting. Had I but known…” Reynolds said, dramatically, stepping away from the secret doorway. “What do you mean?” Hazmine frowned. “Sadly, the boy’s sentence has already been carried out.” Reynolds told him. “W-What sentence?” Hazmine asked, nervously. “Death…” Reynolds whispered. “Beheading, to be more specific.” “No…” Hazmine gasped, looking as though he was gonna be sick. “I am exceedingly sorry, Prince.” Reynolds said, cupping Hazmine’s face. “How could you?!” Hazmine cried, slapping his hand away before running out of the hall. “Did you really think he was gonna have sex with you after you beheaded his boy toy?” Gavin scoffed. “I think he took it rather well.” Reynolds shrugged. “But for now, you'll have to do.” A puff of smoke later and Gavin stood beside him in his red leather jacket and boxer briefs. “Don't worry, master. I'll make it up to you.” He whispered.
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Featuring:Reynolds and Gavin find the Cave of Wonders, but find out they must find the Diamond in the Rough in order to retrieve the treaure. A long time ago in the Middle East, was the beautiful city of Agrabah. A land where camels roamed, pulling caravans through the chaotic streets - but a place the people would all call home. Markets lined the streets selling every spice or satin shawls while the poor desperately try to haggle the price. It's a mystical land, with secrets yet to be discovered as we explore a road that can take us to good or to greed, darkness and fortune…
One night as the moon lit up the sand outside the grand city, there was the Sultan’s Grand Vizier, Reynold. He was wearing long, flowing black robes over a deep red garment with bell sleeves, then a tight jet black shirt with long sleeves underneath. He also had a bright red, silk sash that's tied around his waist. He wears a very distinctive black headdress which has a very prominent, deep red gemstone and a crimson feather placed just above it. He held a gold, ruby eyed cobra-headed staff that he’d rarely be seen without. He was sitting on a camel, with his malicious sidekick on his shoulder - Gavin. He was a red parrot with a very snarky attitude. They were waiting to meet a thief, who they had trusted to retrieve the second half of a gold scarab beetle, which would be the key to their cruel plan. Eventually, the wait came to an end as a camel soon came trotting over with Antoni Parowski riding on top. “You're late.” Reynolds growled as Parowski slipped off of the camel’s back. He was wearing a lot of white and brown rags. “I ran into trouble.” He claimed as Reynolds also gracefully dropped down. “Do you have it?” Reynolds snarled. Gavin’s beady eyes watched as Parowski pulled the second half of the golden scarab beetle from a satchel on his camel. Reynolds went to snatch it, but Parowski smirked as he pulled it away. “Na-ah-uh… Let me see my treasure.” But the thief didn't have a choice as Gavin flew off of Reynolds' shoulder and snatched the scarab in his yellow claws before flying back towards his master. But, in a surprising cloud of scarlet smoke, the parrot was replaced by a very sexy young man. He wore a red leather jacket over a shirtless body and a pair of tight, red boxer briefs. Gavin casually handed the scarab to the vizier. “Good boy, my dear Gavin.” Reynolds smirked. “And don't worry, my dirty friend. You'll get your reward.” He said before the eyes in his cobra staff lit up a bright red. The clothes on Parowski’s body faded away in a dim crimson glow, along with the clothes on Reynolds' body. The thief’s body was ripped, muscular and his defined lines were still visible in the moonlight. Between his legs was an impressive 8 inch, soft cock that dangled between his legs. Reynolds, on the other hand, had a bulky, muscular, wide body with muscles not quite as defined, but definitely visible. Under a wild set of pubes was a thick, semi hard 9 and a half inch cock. “What the fuck?” Parowski blurted out, looking down at himself in shock and confusion. “You may have noticed I was vague when I spoke about my reward.” Reynolds said in a quiet tone. “Master loves his boys.” Gavin smirked, still in his leather and the briefs which seemed to be tenting. “You tricked me!” Parowski gasped. “I'm sure you'll enjoy it, all the same.” Reynolds muttered, dropping his staff and forcing himself onto the thief. Featuring:At James' welcome party, he's greeted with the orgy of his dreams in the karaoke bar. I held Tom and Brad’s hands as we walked to the karaoke bar. The sun was setting, giving the sky a deep purple. Ross was walking in front, practically skipping in excitement. We arrived at the bar, which was already pretty busy. We wandered through the doors and I was amazed to see loads of different celebs, some I had seen on the tour and some new ones, sat around tables or at the bar. Currently, nobody was on the stage. Something else had changed since I had last been here. A massive yellow banner was hung up on the back wall saying ‘WELCOME HOME, JAMES’ in big, bold, blue letters.
“Wow…” I said, shocked. “I was gonna say the same thing. Nobody’s naked yet… Gotta be a first.” Ross scoffed. “JAAAAAMES!” Everyone cheered when they noticed me. “Now the party can start.” Tristan said, behind the DJ stand, into the mic. “Get on the stage, James!” Carlos cheered from behind the bar. “Yeah, let us all see you!” Chris FUCKING Pratt added. Fuck, he looked good. “Go on.” Tom smiled, gesturing to the stage. “O-Okay…” I nervously got up onto stage and went to the mic, which was standing by the pole. I looked around to see eyes from all the people I’ve ever admired. I could see Chris Evans and Hemsworth, the Jonas brothers and even the Chainsmokers. I spotted Tom Daley and his husband, Dustin, then also almost the entire Male cast of Once Upon a Time. It was crazy. So, finding my voice was pretty hard. Featuring:James gets a tour of the town, meeting the many other residents of his Afterlife, resulting in a lot of sexual encounters. My eyes fluttered open. I could smell a musky sort of scent and as my vision became clearer, I realised I was… Hugging someone… My eyes looked up until they saw Brad fucking Simpson, naked, laying next to me. He was on his phone, just chilling. Shit, it wasn’t a dream. It was real. I looked around to see Tom and Ross weren’t there.
“Brad?” I mumbled. “Ohhh, hey sunshine. You okay?” He smiled, putting his phone down and giving my head a kiss. “Where’s the boys?” I asked, cuddling back up to him. “They’re downstairs. They’re planning your tour of the town.” Brad smiled. “Oh… Didn’t you want to plan it with them?” I asked him. “Well… I would but this morning when we woke up and you were still asleep, you were sorta clinging onto me. I didn’t want to wake you up so I just stayed here, as you had such a weird day yesterday.” Brad explained. “Awwwwh that’s so sweet.” I said before pecking his lips. “I mean, I don’t know if there’s a jet lag that comes with death… Are you jet lagged? Or… Death lagged?” Brad asked, unsure, making me giggle. “I love you.” I chuckled, kissing him again. “I love you too, babe.” Brad smiled, kissing me back. Featuring:James has a threesome with his Art and English teacher, then enjoys an intense fuck with his Maths teacher at lunch. I excitedly headed to school, excited for the day. Before this school, I had never been excited to go to lessons, now it’s all I’m ever thinking about. My ass was rather sore and raw from yesterday, with my experience with Shawn and the day before with Brad. Yet, I wanted more. More, more, more! Tutor Time & Music (Shawn Mendes)I came into school and into the music class, where most students were already sitting in. Shawn was sat behind his desk, wearing a dark red shirt and a black tie and trousers. Yet all I was seeing was his naked body that was fucking me yesterday on that desk.
“Hey James.” He smiled, giving me a sweet smile. “Hiya.” I blushed, going to sit near my new friends. “Hey man. You okay?” Ryan smiled. “Yeah, I’m good. You guys?” I asked and they all nodded, smiling. “You actually gonna join us for lunch?” Curran asked. “Hey, I cant help it if the hot teachers like talking to me.” I defended. “Mmmhmmm…” Curran said, giving me a look. “Still up for that sleepover?” Harvey asked. “Yeah, definitely.” I beamed. “Alright class! Lemme do the register, then we’ll get on with the music lesson.” Shawn smiled. Mr Mendes finished calling out names and then just got on with the lesson. He came round from behind the desk and leaned back against it. “Alright buys, today I wanted to start the first term teaching you guys how to play the guitar. Anybody here already able to?” He asked. A couple kids raised their hands including Harvey. “Awesome. You guys can help me teach. Now if a couple of you could help me bring the guitars in… Umm… James, David, Jace, would you mind?” He asked. “Sure thing.” Jace nodded. We walked out of the classroom with our sexy tutor, who walked us down to the closets. “Okay, there’s a few in here and a few in there. If you boys wanna grab those and James and I will grab these.” Shawn instructed David and Jace. So, we split off into the different closets and the moment the door shut behind Shawn and I, he pinned me against it and connected our lips. His hands placed themselves on my lower back as he passionately kissed me, letting me run my hands up and down his body, feeling it through the shirt. He finally broke off. “Yesterday was amazing.” Shawn whispered. “I loved it.” I smiled. “You wanna hang back at break for another round?” Shawn asked. “Shit… I would but… I wanted to see Mr Simpson. I kinda told him I would yesterday.” I sighed. “That’s okay. I guess I can’t hog you all to myself.” Shawn chuckled. “Promise you’ll let me fuck you again, though?” He smirked, reaching down and gripping my ass. “Oh, fuck yes.” I said before I kissed him again. “Alright, alright, let’s get these guitars to them before I end up fucking you against this door.” Shawn smiled taking a step back. “I wouldn’t complain.” I shrugged. “I know you wouldn’t. That’s what makes you dangerous.” Shawn smirked. We and back into class with a bunch of guitars in our hands, and handed them out to everyone. They were all different colours, beautifully made with gorgeously varnished wood. We sat around in the circle while Mr Mendes sat on the edge of his desk, with his acoustic, brown guitar in his arms. “Alright, let’s start.” He smiled. We did as Shawn said, watching as he taught us the different notes on the guitar. I tried my best to keep up, Harvey was being helpful and kept reminding me of the finger positions. |
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