Featuring:Harvey thought he'd have to spend Christmas alone, but he couldn't be more wrong. Ambrose and Nick decide to spend the night with him, for his first ever threesome. (Harvey’s POV)
It was Christmas Eve. It was late at night and I couldn’t say I was particularly excited for the big day. It would be my first Christmas without my big brother… Without Tommy. I took my shirt off and my pants and then got into bed, naked. I pulled my duvet up and after a few moments of closing my eyes, I felt movement on my bed. I quickly opened my eyes and turned over to see Nick, in his underwear, laying next to me. “Whoa…” I muttered, shocked and also aroused. But then I looked over to the otherside of the bed, to see Ambrose, also in his underwear lying next to me. “Holy shit…” “We thought you deserved a fun Christmas.” Ambrose smirked, reaching over and running his smooth hand up my body. “Um… Thanks.” I breathed as Nick reached down and placed a hand on my soft cock. “You’ll enjoy this.” He smirked before we connected our lips. Nick’s body pressed against me as slipped his tongue through my lips and began stroking my quickly hardening cock. “Mmmm, that’s my boys.” Ambrose whispered, leaning over and kissing my neck. As I made out with Nick, I wrapped my arms around the two warlocks, holding them close as I felt their hardons press against my thighs. I soon switched mouths, to Ambrose. I softly moaned into his mouth as Nick kissed down my neck and took one of my nipples into his mouth - still stroking my cock under the bedsheets. “W-We’re gonna have to be quiet. My Dad’s in the other room.” I warned them, after breaking my lips off of Ambrose’s. “That’s so cute he thinks he has a choice.” Nick laughed, mischievously, before lifting my arm up and diving into my pit. “Mm-fuck…” I gasped. “Don't worry, Kinkle. We’ve put up a sound barrier around your four walls. You can scream our names as loudly as you want.” Ambrose whispered into my ear, before biting it. “Mmm fuck… That does sound pretty perfect.” I shuddered, as Nick continued to lick at my armpit and now dry humping my leg.
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Featuring:With Harvey in danger, Sabrina sends Nick to protect him... But he does a little more than that. (Ambrose’s POV)
Luke, for some reason, had taken me out into the middle of the forest in the dead of night… I assumed he wanted to fuck, naturally. Or have a date and then fuck. He was wearing a black jacket, turtleneck and pants. I had my brown leather jacket over a dark green patterned shirt and a pair of black jeans. “We don’t have to tramp out into the woods after midnight just to get kinky.” I chuckled. “Shh! That’s not what this is. I just want to show you my favourite spot.” Luke told me. “I already know your favourite spot, and it’s right between your-“ I said, prodding my finger between his buttcheeks. “Favourite spot for moon-gazing, you ass.” Luke laughed. “Can’t it be for both?” I pouted, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Well… Maybe I can be convinced.” Luke smirked. “I think you can.” I said, before pushing him against a tree. “I think I can, too.” Luke whispered before we kissed. It started off as innocent, but only for a short amount of time before our tongues began attacking one another. Featuring:When Aladdin and Drew explore the Cave of Wonders, they end up meeting a genie named Ross... The three men travelled across the desert under the night sky through the violent, aggressive winds. Aladdin and Drew had to walk across the sand while Ray was on a black stallion, making their way towards the giant tiger head made of sand. Drew went to follow Aladdin towards it, but they were stopped by Ray.
“What the fuck is this?” Drew muttered, staring at the crazy head of sand that appeared to be moving... “WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER?!” The Cave growled “Urr… It is I. Aladdin.” Aladdin said to the scary cave. “And I'm Drew. We’re partners.” The street monkey said. “PROCEEEED...” The cave growled. “TOUCH NOTHING BUT THE LAMP!” It said before opening its mouth wider, revealing a set of stairs that seemed to go down into a bright, golden light. “Remember boy! First fetch me the lamp! And then you shall have your reward!” Ray reminded them. “Come on, Drew.” Aladdin said, as they both nervously began going down the steps. A red falcon flew through the sky before landing on Ray’s shoulder. “Do you really think they’re gonna make it?” Anthony asked. “If they don’t… We'll have run out of options.” Ray (or Elba) suggested. Featuring:Prince Jordan has an argument with his father about his future spouse, which ends in some fucking in the fountain. Prince Jordan was a beautiful young man. He was skinny yet muscular with defined pecs and a body he wasn't afraid to flaunt. He was wearing a light blue satin crop top that showed off his abs, baggy pants and golden earrings, then a necklace with a sparkling sapphire. All the Princesses wanted him, but unfortunately the feelings were never mutual. He was sitting on the edge of their beautiful fountain, gently running his fingertips through the water.
“He is the rudest prince I've ever met!” The latest princess screamed as she ran out of the beautiful courtyard they had met in - through a large set of doors. “I'm so sorry!” Jordan heard his Dad apologise before bursting through the doors. He was a large man with a sexy beard. He could be a bit ignorant at times but in fairness - he was still doing a decent job at running a kingdom. He wore a big white turban that had a blue feather with a red jewel. He wore white royal robes with golden lining and a golden sash with indigo stripes going across his waist. “Are you fucking serious, Jordan?!” The Sultan, also known as Winston, barked as he stormed over. “For once can you lock that cat of yours in a fucking room while you meet one of these princesses?” He complained, gesturing towards Jordan’s most treasured companion - Rajah the tiger. Although scary, he was very loyal to Jordan. But he was also very protective, willing to chase away any Princess he wanted. “Rajah did nothing wrong, Father. He clearly knew she wasn't right for me… Y'know because of the whole ‘boobs’ situation.” Jordan reminded The Sultan. “For God’s sake, how many times do I have to tell you. You have to marry a princess, no matter if you're gay or not. The royal bloodline must continue.” The Sultan groaned, rubbing his temples. “There's other ways! I heard that there’s a kingdom that does surrogates? Or we could adopt, I mean, who cares about this whole bloodline thing?” Jordan reasoned. “Every single one of your ancestors! Not to mention it's the law!” The Sultan reminded him, sitting down beside the prince. “Urgh… I hate this. I hate being trapped in this palace - in these walls. It's not fair, I wanna be free!” Jordan complained. “But… But why? You have anything you need, a library, a pool, a beautiful garden!” “But I wanna be able to leave, Father. I want to be able to meet our people, talk to them.” Jordan insisted. “Son… I love you. But being Prince means there are rules and you must be protected. Ever since your mother died… I promised I'd look after you. This is the best way.” The Sultan continued, cupping Jordan’s face. “I love you, son.” “I love you too, Father.” Jordan sighed before the two leaned in to kiss. Featuring:When Nick helps Sabrina perform some dark magic, Ambrose decides to punish him. (Nick’s POV)
Ambrose marched back into the Spellman house after yelling and scowling at his younger cousin. She had just used Agatha as a sacrifice to bring Tommy back to life… However, she then buried Agatha in their graveyard, which would bring the dead back to life. When Agatha’s hand burst through the dirt, I decided to go talk to Ambrose, to cool him down… By heating things up. I came into the house and heard a door slam shut through the floors above me. I came up the stairs and found the door to his attic bedroom - which I remembered from our orgy a couple nights ago. I rattled my knuckles against it. Then, it suddenly swung open. God, he looked good. He was wearing a dark red sleeveless jacket and a dark greenish tank top underneath. His arms were on full display. He was also wearing a pair of dark pants. I was wearing a black coat, shirt and pants. “What are you doing here?” He asked, angrily. “Ambrose, calm down.” I told him, coming inside. “Don’t tell me that. You let my cousin mess with dark magic she cannot handle.” Ambrose growled. “Maybe. But she was doing it to help.” I reasoned. “That doesn't matter. She’s only going to make things worse.” Ambrose argued. “She’s old enough to make her own decisions!” I reasoned. “Clearly she isn’t!” Ambrose spat. “Things could go perfectly fine.” “Oh, you naive bastard…” Ambrose growled before suddenly gripping me by the jacket and slamming me against a wall. For a moment, we both looked into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily at the sudden sexual tension. His lips finally crashed into mine. Ambrose began aggressively attacking my lips. His mouth was all over mine, kissing and biting. A moan escaped my lips into his as I wrapped my arms around his waist as I eagerly kissed back. Ambrose’s hands ran up beneath my shirt, up my back as I held his hips and cupped his face. Ambrose pushed his tongue into my mouth as we hungrily made out and rutted our crotches against each other. I took hold of his jacket and pushed it over his shoulders - letting it fall to the floor. |
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