In March, 1942, during the Second World War, there was a church in Tensberg, Norway. Inside, an old man stood there as it’s guardian, watching over an ancient artefact that was so secret, not even he had laid his eyes upon it. He had messy, white hair and a long, grey, dirty coat. But the small, defenseless town was under attack by the Nazi army and as the old man hid inside, he feared they were after the hidden treasure of untold powers. A young soldier assigned to help protect the man rushed over, warning him that the Nazis were coming to the church. He was fit, handsome and wore dark, earthy tones. The ground beneath them shook, making candelabras rattle on shelves and dust fall from above. The large doors were shaking and they could hear a violent rumbling. Then for a moment, it paused. The soldier and guardian stood there, looking up at the doors in frozen terror. Boom! The short silence was disturbed as the wall surrounding the doors blew up. It blasted forwards and began toppling over towards the old man and the soldier. Although the old guardian was able to evade the falling, heavy, stone bricks, the young soldier wasn’t quite fast enough. They crashed into his skull, crushing the man beneath the bone crunching wall. As the dust cleared, the old man saw a large, steel battering ram retracting back outside. The guardian reached down and lifted one of the fallen bricks, revealing the dead soldier whose head was caved in from the sheer mass of the church’s wall. A tank was sitting outside as the sound of a car engine grew closer and closer. Johann Schmidt, nicknamed the ‘Red Skull’ and leader of the Nazi scientific division, Hydra, parked outside of the church in his long Coupe. The Hydra logo was on the emblem at the front of the car, a skull with tentacles protruding from the bottom. Johann is a tall, peculiar looking man with slick black dark hair and very defined cheekbones. His eyes were bloodshot and his body was muscular, though it wasn’t obvious when he wore his long black coat. He also wore a cap and black, leather gloves. He followed other soldiers into the church as they tried to push the lid of a stone coffin, but it was far too heavy even for all four of the Hydra soldiers. The lid of the coffin was carved to look like Odin, the Norse God, holding a sword. But as Schmidt stood in the large void the wall once was, all the soldiers paused and looked up at their commander.
“It has taken me a long time to find this place.” Schmidt began as he walked through the rubble, so smoothly it was like sand. “You should be commended.” He said as he approached the guardian, looking him in the eyes with arrogance and confidence. “I think you are a man of great vision. And, in this way, we are much alike.” Schmidt told him. “I am nothing like you.” The guardian spat. “No, of course, but what others see as superstition, you and I know to be science.” Schmidt continued. “What you seek is just a legend.” The guardian lied, in hopes of keeping it secret. “Then why make such an effort to conceal it?” Schmidt said before calmly walking towards the coffin. He took a moment to study the coffin, before he easily pushed the lid straight off, sending it crashing onto the concrete floor on the other side. It revealed a skeleton inside, still wearing armour and holding a strange, glass cube with a blue tint to it. Schmidt reached down and ripped the cube from the bones, snapping the fingers off of the skeleton as he held it up. “The Tesseract was the jewel of Odin’s treasure room.” He said before dropping it to the floor, making it smash to pieces. “It’s not something one buries. But I think it is close, yes?” Schmidt questioned, getting intimately closer to the guardian. “I cannot help you.” “No. But maybe you can help your village. You must have some friends out there. Some little grandchildren, perhaps? I have no need for them to die.” Schmidt threatened before the tank outside aimed it’s gun out towards the village. The guardian’s eyes flashed towards a mural carved into a wall of a very intricate looking tree with roots that tangled like tentacles. Schmidt noticed. He began walking towards the mural in awe. “Yggdrasil. Tree of the world. Guardian of wisdom. And fate, also.” Schmidt said, spotting a detail in one of the roots. A snake was coiling around it, with a mysterious looking eye. He pushed in the eye and a section of the mural clicked open, revealing it to be a secret compartment. He pulled the drawer out from the wall and turned towards the church keeper, who was shaking in fear. Schmidt slid open the drawer and a bright, blue glow painted his face as he looked down onto the Tesseract. Inside was a luminous cube that looked far more magical and precious than the fake version in the coffin. “And the Fuhrer digs for trinkets in the desert.” Schmidt tutted. “You have never seen this, have you?” He questioned the guardian. “It’s not for the eyes of ordinary men.” He muttered. “Exactly.” Schmidt sneered before shutting the box. “Give the order to open fire.” Schmidt instructed his soldiers. “Fool!” The guardian said, in one last act of bravery. “You cannot control the power you hold. You will burn!” “I already have.” Schmidt said, pulling out a gun. He shot the defenseless old man, blasting a hole into his chest. As he fell, Schmidt’s jaw twitched and his leather-clothed fingers massaged his cheek for a moment. He looked uncomfortable as blood dripped from the Hydra pin on his coat.
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FeaturingAliens descend on New York, with the Avengers as the world's last hope... Barton and I were still laying naked on the bed when the door to the room opened. I looked up in surprise to see Steve standing in his Captain America suit.
“Really?” He asked, rolling his eyes. “Don't tell Nat.” Barton groaned, as he freed me from my straps. “What’s going on?” I asked Steve. “We’re going.” “Going where?” Clint asked. “I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?” Steve asked Barton. “Yeah.” “Good. Got a suit?” “Yeah.” “Then suit up.” Steve instructed him. “Ryan, come with me. Tony’s got a plan for you.” I followed Steve until we came down to some kind of warehouse where we soon found Tony fixing up his old suit. “Meet you there.” Steve told us before leaving us. “What’s going on?” I asked Tony. “Loki’s at Stark Tower. Listen, you and I are going to confront him first - there we’re gonna pick up some fresh suits.” Tony told me. “Right… Okay.” I nodded. “Don't be afraid to use your seduction powers on him, either. We could do with distracting him for a bit.” Tony chuckled. “They're not powers.” I rolled my eyes. “Ya’ll are just horny as fuck.” I scoffed. “Well can you blame us with an ass like yours’?” Tony smirked, groping my butt. “Back to the plan?” I laughed. “Yes, so we’re gonna go to the tower and we have to do our best to keep the invasion as contained as possible. We can't let it get out of the city.” Tony told me. “Hopefully Thor catches up.” I sighed. As the ‘movie’ progressed, I found myself remembering less and less of how it ended… It was almost like my memory was gradually being erased on how the marvel universe went. “And the big guy.” Tony added. “Do you think we’ll make it?” I asked, looking up at him. “We have to.” Tony simply said before giving me a hug. “I'm proud of you.” “I'm proud of you, too.” I said, holding him close. Ryan's trying to get used to 'normal life' but thankfully, he's whisked back for another adventure with the Avengers! A year and a half had passed since my time in New Mexico. I had been trying to wait patiently for when I could return to that world, but I was beginning to wonder if I'd ever go back. I was still working in IT but thankfully I recently got a promotion so things were a different kind of bland, I suppose. It was certainly not as exciting as babysitting the Avengers. It was really hard to adjust back to the 'normal world’. Things just seemed less important and far less exciting. People were docile and never stood up for themselves or what they believed in. And the impossible was impossible. They watch movies to escape but I literally wished I could escape into the movie. So, I was feeling pretty depressed. Sometimes I rewatched the movies I had been to, to remind myself of who I was but I refused to watch the movies I had yet to experience so that if I did return, I wouldn't seem too knowing and suspicious. Whilst living in the less thrilling reality, I had taken up firearms practice, wanting to be better at handling a gun. Not only that, but I was still learning to fight, taking boxing and martial arts classes so that I'd be ready for the next adventure. One evening I was at work and I finished logging off my computer, getting ready to leave for the night. I stood up, put my jacket on and left my desk, leaving the IT room. I went into the elevator and crossed my fingers, hoping I’d transport again… But no. I went all the way down to the ground floor and I soon began heading towards the double doors that led to the street. However, just as I was reaching out for the handle, it finally happened. The world melted away and my heart flipped in excitement. As the world disappeared before my eyes, memories began flashing through my brain. It was like my past year was being rewritten for me, where I had been training in SHIELD and was learning and researching about the different Avengers including the Hulk along with Captain America who had recently been found in the ice. I couldn't believe I was finally back.
Featuring:The family struggles to keep it in their pants as they go around Disneyland. The moment we stepped through the door of the house, we were all over each other. Within minutes I was thrown onto Dad’s bed, with him on top of me, aggressively kissing me. Meanwhile, Tom had Ross pinned against a wall as they were both making out heatedly as well. I had been trying to pull Dad’s tank top over his head for a while but his tongue was stubbornly staying in my mouth. However, I finally removed it and Dad quickly took off my own shirt as well.
“I have an idea…” Dad whispered before taking his socks off, however only throwing away one. He lifted my hands up so they were above my head, by the headboard, then soon began tying my wrists to one of the vertical wooden bars with the sock. “Holy shit…” I muttered. “That's right, kid. Daddy’s in control.” He smirked, kneeling up and looking down at me with pride and hunger. Meanwhile, a naked Ross and a shirtless Tom looked over at me. “Shit, Dad… You don't mess around.” Ross half laughed, still against the wall in front of his brother. “I'm gonna make you milk you dry.” Dad smirked before beginning to unbutton my shorts. “Speaking of, Ross, get on your knees.” Tom instructed the older brother. So, as Dad stripped me naked, I watched Ross go down to the floor and take Tom’s shorts off, as well. Soon, we were all naked except Dad. Featuring:The family head to a food market where the brothers must restrain themselves from getting too frisky. I woke up, naturally, quite early the next day. When I did, my brain instantly thought about what happened last night and a big grin appeared on my face. I got up and got dressed into a pale blue top and a pair of dark green shorts. I had also decided to wear the briefs Ross had given me last night. They were dark blue with a white lining on them. I came out of my room to go look for the rest of the family.
Ross, Tom and Dad were outside by the pool, on the deck chairs with their shirt off, sunbathing. They hadn’t noticed me, as I admired all 3 sexy bodies. Ross eventually spotted me and smirked, noticing what I was doing. “Oh, hey Oliver.” He smiled, causing the other two to look over. “Hi guys.” I said, coming over closer. “Hey dude.” Dad said. “You slept well, then?” “Yeah, I did. You?” I asked. “Kinda. Woke up at 6, though.” Dad answered. “Oh, shit.” I said, trying to look at his face and not his hot body. “Come catch some rays with us, bro.” Tom told me. “Urrr yeah, okay sure.” I said before pulling my shirt over my head. “Don’t forget to put sun-cream on.” Dad told me, before pointing to the bottle on the table. “Oh, right, yeah.” I said. I went over and began squeezing the cream into my hand, to then rub onto my body. I couldn’t help but notice Tom and Ross were watching me intensely. I kinda liked having the audience. “You want me to get your back?” Dad asked, surprising me. “Oh, um… Y-Yes please.” I nodded, hoping I had the self control for this. I watched as he got out of the deck chair and walked closer and closer. I handed him the bottle, glancing at his powerful pecs, before turning around. Soon, I felt my Dad’s hands start rubbing the cold sunscreen onto my back. I closed my eyes as I felt them slowly massage it into my skin. “I was telling the boys earlier, I found out there’s this food market not too far, which I thought we could explore for lunch.” Dad told me. “Okay, sounds good.” I said, focusing on his fingertips. “Yeah. There’s also a small shopping area near it which might be nice to have a look around.” Dad added, finishing up. “When will we be going?” I asked, turning around to see my hunky father again. “Maybe like an hour or something.” Dad shrugged. We sat back in the deck chairs and the four of us laid there, feeling the warmth of the sun against our skin. |
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