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 Tommy returns, he's not quite how Harvey remembered him - though his basic instincts are still there. Meanwhile, Ambrose thanks Luke for a wonderful opportunity. (Harvey’s POV)
It had been a weird and emotional couple of days. One moment, Tommy was killed in the mines, the next he was home… But… He was different. Although his body was here, it really didn’t feel like his mind was. Like as if he left some of Tommy behind in the mines? I was just about to get ready for bed. I was wearing a black long sleeved top and a pair of jeans. Tommy, meanwhile, was wearing a dark green, long sleeved top and a pair of black pants. Dad had gone to bed, when I came to the living room to find Tommy just staring into a mirror, scratching his finger against it. “Tommy?” I frowned. I came over and stood behind him. “Hey? You okay?” I asked, concerned. “Hey…” I said, gently guiding him to the couch and sitting him down. I sat down beside him. “What do you think of looking through some pictures?” I asked, picking up the photo album from the coffee table, thinking it might bring back my brother. “Doc Phibes said that might help.” I smiled before opening the book. “Look, um… That was the day Mom and Dad took us to the carnival. I got lost in the Hall of Mirrors and you came to rescue me. Remember how pissed Dad was?” I asked. He still looked almost dead behind the eyes. I turned the page, hoping to find another picture that could help. Tommy suddenly moved his finger and it hovered over a picture of himself. “Yeah! Yeah, that’s you. You were an All-Star, dude.” I smiled. “MVP. Three years straight. We’d all go to your games.” I said. He was still dead silent but he slowly dragged his eyes up to look at me. “We-We also used to do things. Things we wouldn’t tell anyone… Where we’d make each other feel good… Really good.” I whispered, before placing my hand on his thigh. “Do you remember?” I asked. Then, suddenly, Tommy pushed me aggressively so I was laying back on the sofa, and suddenly started to unbutton my jeans. “Whoa…” I gasped. His fingers hooked around the waistband of my jeans and boxers before stripping them off me, clumsily and vigorously. Finally, they were thrown onto the coffee table, leaving me naked from the waist down. “T-Tommy, sh-shouldn't we go to my room first, i-in case Dad catches us?” I tried to ask but he ignored me. He gripped my shirt and tore it open, straight down the middle with a long rip. “Holy shit!” I gasped out as my brother ran his hands over my bare, exposed chest. Before I could say anything though, Tommy’s head went straight for my already hard cock. 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. Featuring:An orgy in the Spellman house, a blowjob in the woods between the Kinkle brothers and Ambrose gives a footjob - just another Thanksgiving in Greendale. (Ambrose’s POV)
It was intense. Myself, Luke and Nick were taking part in the orgy that was happening in my attic. Prudence, The Queen for the Feast of Feasts, requested that ourselves and her ‘sisters’ were to have an amazing orgy. I was in just my boxer briefs, taking turns between kissing Prudence and Dorcas. Meanwhile Nick was also in his boxers and kissing against Prudence’s midriff while Luke, who had a tank top and boxers on, was kissing her collarbone. All the girls were in their underwear too, with fishnet stockings on. “Ambrose?” A voice called out but I was unable to answer as lips attacked mine. “Nicholas?” We all then looked over to see Sabrina standing by the door. “What are you doing here?” She asked. “I invited him, handmaiden. And no plebe can deny a Queen on the days leading up to her sacrifice.” Prudence answered while Nick and I resumed kissing her skin. “It also helps that darling Nicky here is hornier than a toad.” “Join us Sabrina.” Nick told her. “Nicholas…” Sabrina said, unconvinced. “Or we can go to your room?” Nick suggested. “Just the two of us?” “Uh… I…” “You’re killing the mood, shepherd. Either get in or get out!” Prudence snarled. And soon, Sabrina backed out of the room. Nick looked saddened that he was declined. “Oh, come now, Nick. Let this Spellman show you a good time.” I said, before crawling over to him. |
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