Featuring:The family may be back home, but things have definitely not gone back to normal. Find out what this naughty family gets up to now that they're home... It had been a few days since we landed back home from LA. I couldn't believe how different my life was now. We had barely left the house, only to get groceries. Otherwise, all of us had been naked, fucking and cuddling. Although we each had our own bedrooms, we had spent most nights sharing each other’s beds. To be fair, we were trying to make the most of the time we had, as college was starting again soon. Tom and I went to the same college, but in different classes, while Ross would be resuming his music lessons as a guitar teacher. Things would be going back to normal, yet at the same time, we’d be fucking around all the time. Not to mention, Dad was intending on us seeing Uncle John, Harvey and Harrison. There was just a lot going on.
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Featuring:Zack and Cody try their best to get popular at their new school, meaning abandoning their friends for the cool kids. Hotel HangoutIn New York, in Manhattan, there was a beautiful, elegant, fancy hotel called ‘The Tipton’. In it, a new family had just moved in: a single Dad named Chris Evans and his adopted 16 year old twins, Zack and Cody who were each a handful. Down in the lobby, it was luxuriously decorated with big, brown leather couches by the front desk, a platform by the entrance with banisters and steps, then even an exquisite chandelier hanging above. There was also a candy counter by the elevators. Zack and Cody were just in the process of nagging their Dad to take them to the mall - following him out of the elevator.
“Come on, Dad!” Cody groaned, wearing a green sweater vest, blue shirt and jeans. “I told you, I can't! I have to rehearse the new choreography for my next show.” Chris told them. He wore a v-neck, olive jumper and a pair of brown pants. “Mr Mackie thinks I need some younger moves.” He sighed before demonstrating his dancing, doing a goofy moonwalk across the lobby - by the concierge. “What do you think?” He asked, jokingly. “I think you should never do that in public again.” Zack cringed. He wore an orange t-shirt, with a print on it from a cartoon series, a chain necklace and black shorts. “Or in private.” Cody added. “Why don't you guys invite over some friends from school?” Chris suggested. “Oh, yeah, that's a great idea Dad, except for the fact we don't have any.” Cody rolled his eyes. “Nobody ever likes the new kids.” Zack reasoned. “Awh boys.” Chris pouted, feeling his heartstrings being tugged. He pulled them both into a hug - both Zack and Cody certainly enjoyed inhaling the musk coming off their father as they hugged him back. “You’ll make friends soon. And we’re here to stay now.” Chris reminded them before giving their heads a kiss. “Not if you use those moves.” Zack teased as Chris released them from his hug. “Oh really?” Chris laughed as he watched Zack do the moonwalk this time instead, mockingly. But, he accidentally bumped into a table at the centre of the lobby. The vase on it, toppled over and fell off the surface - the twins and father reached to catch it, but just weren't quick enough. Thankfully, out of nowhere, Esteban leaped in and caught the china vase before it could smash to the ground. Esteban was the bellboy of the hotel - a tall, kind of lanky man who wore the dark green uniform jacket and cap, then beige pants. Mr Anthony Mackie, the hotel manager, cried out as he, too, rushed over. He wore a grey suit over an orange shirt and golden tie. “Oh, thank God, Esteban… Well done…” He blurted out as Esteban stood back up again. “If you thought that was impressive, Mr Mackie… Watch this.” Esteban smirked before throwing the vase into the air. Everyone gasped out as they watched it spin in the air, before the bellboy caught it again. “Do that again, and you’re fired.” Mr Mackie growled, before stressfully walking away, to the candy counter. There, Charles Tipton, the son of the man who owned the Tipton hotel chain, stood with the candy counter cashier, Jonathan. Charles had dark, neat curls and wore a flowery, expensive shirt and pink jeans. “Charles, I need to speak with you.” Mr Mackie said as he approached him. “Not now, Mr Mackie. I'm off to a Gala Premiere.” Charles smiled, but as he went to leave, Mr Mackie stopped him. “No, no, you’re not. I just received a call from your father. You are to cease all social activities until your grades improve.” Mr Mackie explained. “What? That’s fucking bullshit.” Charles complained. “I have to keep my grades up but his new wife is allowed to drop out of college?!” “Be that, as it may, he also insisted I find you a tutor.” Mr Mackie continued. “Fucking Christ, when is he gonna realise my star sign and education don’t mix good?” Charles complained. “It’s ‘mix well’.” The candy counter boy corrected, Jonathan. Jonathan wore a blue shirt with a teal tie and black pants. He had short, dark hair and a very innocent face. “Um… Excuse me? This isn't about you.” Charles frowned as a lady came to Jonathan’s cash register - buying the newspaper. “Okay, that’s $9.12, minus your 8% senior discount is $8.38. Meeeaning your change is $1.62.” Jonathan smiled, gathering the money, before the register beeped with that exact number on it. “You beat the cash register!” Mr Mackie gasped in awe, looking at the copy of the receipt as the lady left. Then he looked down to see a book open on Jonathan’s counter. “And you read!” He exclaimed. “Mr Whitesell can be your new tutor.” Mr Mackie decided. “WHAT?!” Both Jonathan and Charles blurted out, upset. “There’s no way in fucking hell-” “I’ll triple your salary.” Mr Mackie cut Jonathan off. “Apparently there is a way!” Jonathan beamed, looking over at his new student. 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:Aladdin and Drew are captured and thrown in the dungeons, with the guards finally getting their revenge on the thieves. In the palace, Elba sneakily crept out from his lair with Anthony on his shoulder as always. The secret door shut behind him, just in time for Jordan to storm into the hall.
“Elba! We need to talk!” He spat. Jordan was back to wearing his royal blue crop top and baggy pants. “Prince? How may I be of service to you?” Elba said, bowing. “The guards just took a boy from the market on your orders!” Jordan said, angrily. “Your father has charged me with keeping peace in Agrabah. This boy is a criminal.” Elba reminded him. “And what was his crime?” Jordan asked. “Kidnapping the prince, of course.” Elba answered. “He didn't fucking kidnap me! I ran away!” Jordan argued. “Oh… Dear. How frightfully upsetting. Had I but known…” Elba said, dramatically, stepping away from the secret doorway. “What do you mean?” Jordan frowned. “Sadly, the boy’s sentence has already been carried out.” Elba told him. “W-What sentence?” Jordan asked, nervously. “Death…” Elba whispered. “Beheading, to be more specific.” “No…” Jordan gasped, looking as though he was gonna be sick. “I am exceedingly sorry, Prince.” Elba said, cupping Jordan’s face. “How could you?!” Jordan 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?” Anthony scoffed. “I think he took it rather well.” Elba shrugged. “But for now, you'll have to do.” A puff of smoke later and Anthony stood beside him in his red leather jacket and boxer briefs. “Don't worry, master. I'll make it up to you.” He whispered. Featuring:Horny and alone, Steve decides to stroke his cock to the fantasy of being used and abused by the Howling Commandos. I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted. I had just spent the day taking down a Hydra base, dodging gun shots and protecting my friends from the huge explosions. Only a few more bases to take down, left. I rolled onto my back and gave a big stretch - alone in the double bed. I thought about my day, yet for some reason all I could think about was this morning. The night before we had been camping in a forest and when the sun rose, I saw the most beautiful sight. In a nearby, freshwater lake, the Howling Commandos were bathing in the water. There was Jaques, an older but muscular French man with a hairy body. Then Gabe, a black, beautiful man who was kinda short but buff. He had the sexiest stubble, as well. Then Montgomery, a skinny, lean, English man with a very angular face and moustache. Jim Morita, a Japanese-American man who was cute and a bit muscular too, with a greying beard. There was Dum Dum Dugan, a broad man with ginger hair and a curly moustache. He was a bit hairy and thick, someone I found myself wanting to call Daddy Dum Dum… Then of course, finally, was Bucky. My childhood best friend, with his sexy, muscular, slightly fuzzy body. They were all in the water, stripped down naked, casually washing themselves. I remember they asked me if I'd join, but I couldn't unless I wanted to expose my very obvious hardon. And just thinking about it, my pants began to tighten. I looked down to see the tent forming in my pants.
“Ah shit…” I muttered. Now I had to get off. I hurriedly began stripping my Captain America suit off, until I was finally naked. I grabbed a bottle of lube, which I hadn't used for weeks as I had been away for so long, and squeezed some out onto my hand. I closed my eyes as I wrapped my fingers around the base of my 10 inch cock and slowly began stroking it. “Finally…” I muttered. I was thinking about my friends and my brain began to get creative. I imagined myself waking up in a dark room - maybe in a dungeon of some kind, with my wrists chained to a wall above my head… No, fuck it, in a bed. An old, uncared for bed, with my wrists handcuffed behind my back. And I'm naked. Then the dim light above turns on, to reveal myself surrounded by the Howling Commandos - all looking at me with dirty smirks. My hand continued stroking, creating a wet fapping noise as I pictured them all naked. Bucky straddles my chest as his hard, meaty cock is in my face. “What are you doing to me?” I’d ask, pretending to be so innocent. “Ruining our friendship.” He’d whisper before pushing his cock into my mouth. Fuck yeah, I bet he’s surprisingly rough. He acts like the polished gentleman, but he'd slam his cock down my throat. I wouldn't gag on it, because I can't, but he’d try to make me choke as much as possible. He’d grip my hair and just slam his thick cock into me, with his balls slapping against my chin- fuck that would be so hot. All the while the other Howling Commandos are stroking their cocks at the sight of us. Jaques and Montgomery could lay down against each of my thighs and start sharing my cock. Their tongues would each run up the sides of my shaft. I began tracing my veins, imagining it was Montgomery’s tongue, whilst Jaques takes the head of my cock into his mouth. They're taking the time with it, whilst Bucky’s mercilessly plowing my throat, calling me dirty shit. He calls me his bitch and his slut as I drool around his throbbing cock. He’d start to sweat, with his body shimmering like it did in that lake. I wondered what Bucky’s precum would taste like. Oh, and then Gabe and Daddy Dugan would kneel on either side of me. “Give Daddy what he wants.” Dugan would growl, slapping his heavy, thick cock against my cheek. Bucky lets go of my hair and his cock is quickly replaced with Daddy’s giant one. Whilst Dugan fucks my throat, Bucky and Gabe are making out. Oh, shit, I forgot about Jim. I know, he’d be licking at my feet. I bet he’s freaky. He’d run his tongue between my toes and send chills up my spine. Just the thought of it sent goosebumps through me as I looked down at my feet, imagining Jim giving them a tongue bath. I took a moment to watch my cock sliding up and down the 10 inches of meat, picturing Jaques and Montgomery taking turns slurping at the mushroom tip. “Oh fuck…” I groaned, thrusting up into my hand. I rolled my head back and closed my eyes, resuming my fantasy. Eventually, they’d decide it’s time to fuck me. They won't lube my ass, why would they bother? My ass is theirs’ to abuse, anyway. Daddy Dugan is first. Bucky, Gabe, Montgomery, Jaque and Jim would all be watching on either side of me, watching as Dum Dum Dugan lifts my feet onto his shoulders. Then he’d slam it into me. “Oh yeah…” I breathed, feeling my hole twitch as I imagined the fat cock inside me. I imagined Dugan to be rough. “Take it, bitch. Scream like the whore you are.” He'd grunt. I spat on my hand for extra lube, imagining Dugan would spit on me. I could practically hear the balls slapping against my ass. I imagined what it would be like to look up at his sexy, thick, fuzzy body as he plowed into me. Would he be the type to breed me? Or would he cum on me, degrading me? I decided I liked the idea of Daddy Dugan doing a bit of both. He’d shoot a load deep inside me, before pulling out. Then he’d blast round after round of cum all over me. It would be Gabe’s turn next. My feet would be on his shoulders - but I think he’d be a more gentle lover. I've seen his hips dance, so I think he’d be talented with keeping a rhythm. He’d thrust into me slow, then fast, then slow again. Maybe he’d reach down and stroke my cock in time with his hips. All the while, the rest of the Howling Commandos are stroking their cocks over me. Gabe would cum directly inside me, moaning my name. Next would be Jim. My toes would be in his mouth as he pushes his curved cock inside me. He fucks me hard with his sweaty, muscular body - occasionally spanking my ass. I'd be dying to use my hands, but the cuffs simply wouldn't let me. Jim would breed me, too. “Oh God…” I breathed, thinking about Jaques replacing him. The older man would make my legs wrap around his waist, leaning down close to my face - he’d be intimate, but rough. He’d slam his cock into me as he kisses me. Our sweaty bodies grinding against each other as he rams his fat cock into me. My second hand began reaching down, past my cock, past my balls, towards my hole. As I imagined Jaques inside me, I began teasing my own hole with my finger, gently rubbing it. I think Jaques would cum inside me, maybe whilst biting on my bottom lip. As I thought about it, I bit my own lip. When Jaques is done, he pulls out of me and gives me ass a spank, before letting Montgomery take his place. He’d tease me for a bit, like I was doing with my finger, before finally sliding every inch of his long cock inside me. I think Montgomery would be into nipple play… He’d reach down and just grab them both. Pinching and pulling at them. “You like that, Cap?” Montgomery would smirk. I reeled back the finger by my ass and instead, recreated what was in my mind. I began pinching and squeezing my pink nubs. “Oh shit…” I breathed. Montgomery would be a rough pounding but I think he’d cum on me. Fuck yeah, that would be so hot. Watching him pull out then splatter his British cum all over me. Fuck! Then last but not least, it would be my childhood best friend, Bucky. But he wouldn't fuck me. No, he’d ride me. “Time to milk our bitch.” Bucky would growl, scooping up Dugan and Montgomery’s cum before using it to line up my cock. “So hot…” I muttered, looking down at my rod and picturing it slick in white cum. Then, I imagined Bucky’s ass lowering itself onto me. “Arrrgh yeah, Steve…” Bucky would growl as inch by inch I go deeper inside him. He’d squeeze my pecs as he went balls deep - looking me in the eyes the whole time. Then soon, he’d begin bouncing his ass up and down. I bet he’s so tight… I’d want to touch his body but I can't because my hands are still handcuffed behind my back. If I asked Bucky to release me, he’d just slap me across the face. Fuck, that'd be so hot… Shit, I'm gonna cum. I continued imagining Bucky’s hot, ripped body moving up and down my cock. I began stroking even faster. “I'm gonna cum!” I’d tell him. “Do it. Breed me like you’ve always wanted to.” Bucky would command me. “Argh fuck!” I moaned out. I began shooting my thick cum all over my pecs. My toes stretched out as I shot load after load after load. I imagined it was Bucky’s cum spraying all over me, as I’d be cumming deep inside him. “So fucking hot…” I muttered as my climax came to an end. I looked down at my body, which was drenched in cum. If only I had Bucky to clean it off for me… Shit, I really needed that. I wanted to do this ever since I saw those sexy bastards in the lake. I sighed before getting up and going to find a rag to clean myself off, wishing my fantasy was true… |
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