Touch of Pandemonium

The fuck machine was going near full speed as it pumped into Peter. His eyes were almost crossed to the back of his skull as he rode through the pleasure. His large pillowy balls swayed with the movement of the fuck machine–up down up down repeatedly against the power of the machine's thrusts.

If only Peter's neighbors could see him now–the man they thought to be such a respectable upstanding family man. He was glad that they'd sound proofed the house specifically for this reason. He could get loud and they were sure the neighbors wouldn't have appreciated all the screaming Peter ended up doing when he's hooked up to his favorite toy.

Peter and his wife had an odd way of making their relationship work.

If you asked Peter if he was straight, he'd tell you yes. He'd tell you he loved his wife and he's very happy with where things are headed. He liked to think of himself as masculine–in the way he dresses, the way he behaves, the respectable level of hair covering not only his face, but his body as well. But there was just one little secret about him. He had a dick about as small as a the wedding ring on his finger. A manhood that could never satisfy his wife. And do not get the wifey started on the fact that Peter had an insatiable hole.

So they had an arrangement. Every now and again, Mrs. Little and Mr. Little had a very special night. After getting ready for a late night out, Martha Little will set her wedding ring down on her vanity to retire for the night.

Before she leaves she will do the difficult loving work of securing her husband with silk ropes. Two knots tied connecting his wrists to his ankles, and his two knees together with his tiny cock pushed forward in full display against his heavy thighs. Lying on his back in their matrimonial bed, a fuck machine arranged with a beautiful pink nine incher was readied and set to work on Peter's ass. In their last moments before Martha returns late from home after finding the biggest cock that she could find to fuck her, she would give him a kiss goodbye and finally secured a blindfold and gag on her darling husband. If you'd asked Mrs. Little about her marriage, she'd tell you she was satisfied.

Imagine his surprise when he gets inside and it sounds like he is having an orgy upstairs. Everything is dark, the lights are off and the air it still, except for the raucous moans of pleasure from bedroom.

Lust, curiosity, who could say which compelled Noah to explore. He couldn't help himself he made his way up the stairs, into the bedroom and past the door. Stunned at the sight laid before him. Instantly Noah was hard, and it looked like Peter was all tied up. Unable to stop this machine. Stepping closer Noah only meant to look, it wasn't until he realized he had gone too far and was cupping the older man's chest in his hands, admiring his hairy pecs by kneading them in his palms. Noah was unable to grow chest hair like this despite the size of his pecs and he found how many the man looked even while all tied up like this to be mesmerizing. His hands wandered, exploring those masculine muscles. Looking at that small cock all caged up like that. Surprising but also quite....hot.

It's been a while. Billy can admit to it. He was backed up and he was starting to experience what he called his heat.

Things got busy at the dairy farm. A good handful of his lovely milky ladies have been expecting and... Well they didn't expect all of them to pop all back to back to back. Billy wouldn't have missed it for the world, don't get him wrong. Each of those cows were practically like family to him. Still, he was a man with needs and he needed some time away from the farm. The ladies took care of their business–which was what got them into this mess–now it's time for him to take care of his.

So off to the big city he went with a week's worth of clothes and a month's worth of cash to burn.

First order of business was always to stop by a grocery store before getting to his motel. Snacks were always a priority. Though he grabbed some fruits to balance things out. He was so damned horny he found himself holding onto a temptingly long banana as he subconsciously bit his lip. He only snapped out of it as he discovered someone staring at him.

Billy's eyes locked onto the stranger. Strangely, he didn't feel panicked. He wasn't sure if it was how much he'd been thinking about sex, but he found something oddly sensual about how this man was staring at him. Normally, this guy wouldn't be Billy's type. Billy usually liked guys with a bit of edge, and this guy was the exact opposite. Still, his cock twitched in his pants which obviously meant there was something there. If it was his other head doing the talking, Billy was listening.

"Hey there cowboy. Gonna get that banana after you handled it like that?" Rory smirked and stepped forward picking up the banana that Billy had been holding just before. "You know I think it really want to go home with you now. I am sure anyone you handle like that would though." he said with a wink.

"I like your beard cowboy. Does it come with a name? Mine is Rory."

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"You are absolutely not. Haven't seen you very much but even I can tell you aren't. But I'll point them out, don't worry." Again, the words slipped easily from Eduardo as he kept watching Noah, the soft pressure of the fingers encouraging him to adjust a little further. Tipping to give him more access.

"Well thank you Mr. Handsome Prisoner. I appreciate you saying so." Noah smiled wide and tipped his head with a grin at the assessment. See even this stranger could tell he wasn't dumb. Though in reality he was probably much to kind to do what he did for a living. "Oh! I am Noah by the way. Or er- Titan. Agent Titan. Because I can roughly grow to the size of godzilla." he said with a smile flexing just a bit. He had always been a big guy so being able to get bigger only made sense.

"Ok! What do you want to eat? I'll untie you when the food comes in. But you have to swear to be good. Not use your powers if you have any and just eat." he said with a grin as he tapped on the panel on the wall to order food for them. "I feel like korean bbq. You want that too? I like rice it keeps me full for a longer time than most things."

"The small guy with an ego like. Four times bigger than it shoild be. I really wans't paying that much attention to aliases during that whole situation." Eduardo let out a soft chuckle regardless at oah's response to it all. Eyes never drifting far from the mountain of a man. Especially whe the distance between them was starting to dwindle. Another easy laugh as the other decided against releaseing his hands, and instead settled fingers against his neck. Pressing back in to the contact for a moment, and then stretching. Guiding it a little down toward his collar.

"I think they think I am dumb but I'm not dumb and I wish they wouldn't tell people that. It hurts my feelings." Noah said as he continued to let his dull nails move over the other's skin gently. "If you see who it was again you tell me so I can tell them to stop it. It's not even like. Professional or something." Were there ethics in badmouthing your coworkers when you were all secret agents?

"I mean I kind of guessed. Do they always imply several rather rude things about you, or was it just the brat being... a brat?" Despite the situation Eduardo found himself in, he didn't see a reason to panic about it yet. Partially because, well, losing his head had never been a particularly beneficial trait, and even moreso because he had the distinct impression he was currenty stuck with the himbo of the group. Hands restrained, but for some reason they just... Left him to talk.

"Wait what? Who said something mean about me? That's not nice." Noah frowned and knit his brow that one of his team mates was implying something mean about him. he always went out of his way to be nice to them. Even if sometimes it would just be easier to step on them than listen to them whine.

"Oh yeah for sure I for I got you." Noah moved to take off the ties and caught him self at the last moment. "Oh hey wait a second you almost had me there. You're funny. No sir I already got in trouble for untying prisoners before." Noah laughed and moved to scratch the other's neck for him.

It was kind of late in the day and Vincent had been on his way home from work when he decided he'd rather stop at the gas station that night rather than wait and have to do it in the morning on his way to work.

The officer had already filled up his truck, now making his way through the gas station. Because he was off duty, he was wearing his normal everyday clothes as he walked down the aisles. He bumped into a boy, not paying it much attention, apologizing politely as he kept going.

“Do you have change for the vending machine?” Vincent heard coming from his right as he reached the end of one of the aisles. He turned and saw a teenage girl and he smiled politely. "Yeah, of course." He smiled, reaching for his wallet. But it wasn't there.

That's when it clicked. When he bumped into the boy a few moments ago, he had to have gotten his wallet without Vincent realizing it. "Oh shit." He said softly before looking back up to the girl. "I'm sorry I can't help you." He turned and ran out of the gas station, looking around for a moment before spotting the boy he'd bumped into, by some chance walking in the direction of his truck. He ran up without speaking to avoid spooking the boy.

Once he was close enough, Vincent called. "Hey!" He exclaimed, grasping the boy by the shoulder, spinning him around, and pushing up back against the side of his truck. He looked down, seeing his wallet in the boy's hand. He reached for it, snatching it out of the boy's hand as he towered over him. "I think this is mine." He raised a brow, opening it and seeing his license. "Well well… would you look at that?" The man smirked, shaking his head.

Max was normally more careful than this, but when he had stolen the wallet from the giant of a man he had caught a whiff of him and really it had just sent his head spinning. It had been way too long since he had been able to enjoy something like that, so when the hand grabbed him and pushed him against the truck he was there wide eyed. He put on his most innocent look he could, jutting out his bottom lip in a sweet pout.