Inte Vanlig Pojkar

By Addisyn Draco Batchelor

Published on Nov 12, 2024

Gay

This is a work of fiction, any similarities to characters, people,locations, and/or situations are unintended and coincidental. This work will contain coarse language, sex scenes between gay men and boys, and possible depictions of violence, njuries and death. My apologies , but you've now been warned. ???? Some characters will be under age anexually active. Please don't read if you are offended by this kind of content or if it is illegal for you in your country. Any and all references/concepts/characters/places/other made up words and situations borrowed from any established literary and/or cinematic magical universes are made with an absolute and unconditional acknowledgements that i will not ever profit from the writing and/or distribution of this piece of literature in any way, shape and/or form. Please support gay literature by donating to this magnificent archive. https://donate.nifty.org/

Author's Note - As promised, here's another instalment of IVP. I know I said it would be a couple of days, but I kinda lying and greatly underestimated my ability to churn out another chapter that quickly,

On that note, it would greatly please me, and perhaps inspire me to write more,;if you would send me any thoughts, criticisms, comments, condemnations, and even brutal insulrsy, to me via email. I'm an author, and a Pisces, I require attention to live, so in lieu of any actual payment for my arduous work, I only seek words. It's the least you can do, after all, for the (hopefully) first rate porn and drama I provide for you.

You can reach me at addisyn.draco@gmail.com

Tack, grazie, arigatou, merci, etc.. Addisyn Draco (p.s. Yes, that is my real name. Jealous? ????) Hej då!

Chapter 6 - And Then It Hits The Fan.

Tom awakened to jostling and exclamations from a panicked Seb, who had apparently dislodged Tom's cock at some point. He felt, or rather sensed, Alek silently raging somewhere nearby, seeming slightly breathless in his tirade. That probably had something to do with Seb's own dick still being buried 10 inches deep in his, until recently, virgin ass. Confused, Tom slowly opened his eyes, which widened in terror when he saw the cause of his lovers' mutual panic.

Standing at the end of the bed, gazing at the naked boys with icy disdain and disgust was Jake, Tom's former best friend and roommate, now apparent mortal enemy. He was flanked on either side by the fake cops Tom vividly remembered from the vision that started this entire ordeal, a pair of red eyes glaring hatefully and a pair of yellow eyes staring with an intense, calculating air of threat. Not taking his own eyes off the intruders, Tom reached blindly for Seb and Alek, quickly grasping a hand of each, and waited for the inevitable, lethal blow that he expected was coming. 'So much for an impenetrable fortress..', he thought to himself, drily.

"Don't panic, dear Tommy," Jake sniped, his words belying the fact he was now looking decidedly more murdering, "We won't keep you long, we don't particularly want to linger amongst so much unnatural freakishness for too long." he spat with an ugly sneer.

"I could always read you like a book, you know. I can see quite clearly that you're worried your little baby twink's sanctuary is compromised. Unfortunately, it isn't and you're still inaccessible. My associates and I are are here in spirit only, incapable of physically affecting anything around us, otherwise I assure you, you would be quite dead. Lucky for you, you found a fucking loophole.

"Clever move that was, Tom. Only you would think of seducing a demon mage in order to take advantage of its dimension magic, a stroke of genius. Unfortunately, your efforts are futile. The Conglomeration has spent centuries circumventing pitiful magicks such as this, it's only a matter of time before we smoke you out of your hole. We may not be able to enter your... cesspit... but we can be quite an effective organisation when it comes to persuading the creatures we hunt to come to us. For instance, your little whore - Sebastyn, was it?- I'm sure he remembers his dear little brother. I'd bet he wouldn't want anythin terrible to happen to him..." I felt Seb tighten his already vice-like grip on my hand, and chanced a quick glance to look at him. His significantly pale face had paled further, making him seem almost transparent. Tom had never thought that he would see his soulmate so scared,

Before he could fully register his own white-hot, all encompassing - fury let alone feel it, Tom's powerful mind focused to a single point, an involuntary technique Tom had discovered several years ago when he obliterated his school principal with his actual mind. He has since strived to control his anger, because you can only do that sort of thing once and get away with it, if one is directly linked to two unexplained cases of spontaneous human detonation, people tend to be suspicious.

Tom slowly directed his Murder Look solely on Jake. He knew that the glare he sent to Jake would kill him, that it would blast his cells and atoms apart, destroying his body and erasing his soul. Tom was morbidly excited.

But alas, the foul, miserable, evil little fuckers weren't actually in the room. If Tom was prone to fits of violent rage, this would be the part where he'd throw fireballs and melt walls. Thankfully, Tom is not such a person. Anymore. And he always tried to take the diplomatic route. Sort of. So Tom calmly and quietly said to the holographic Jake:

*What the actual fuck Jake! Where do you get off, condemning me and my boys for, what was it?. Unnatural freakishness ? Then you go acting like a self-righteous homophobe when I've fucked you into your mattress more times than either of us can count! Have you told your fucking cronies how many times I've made you cum, screaming and begging, over and over for hours on end? Do your buddies know how much you loved it so much when I'd fuck a load down your throat that you'd cum untouched and sob with joy? I bet they don't know about that time I caught you in that club, tied to a sex swing with a line of guys 10 deep waiting to fill your ass. Do you remember what you said then? `But Tommy, I was just trying to get some practice so I could be better for you! I only want to please you Tommy, I love you so much it hurts!" Tom spat cruelly. So, he didn't quite state it calmly or quietly, and he traded diplomacy for blatant mocking and shaming, but in Tom's defence , it could have been much, much worse.

The nervous flush creeping over Jake's non-corporeal cheeks spoke volumes, and Jake's thugs seemed to think so too if the slightly suspicious looks they were giving Jake was enough evidence of their intelligence. Jake's eyes darted nervously between his companions, trying in vain to detect any hint of disapproval from them. To their credit, they both seemed supremely unfazed, even a bit intrigued if that could be believed. Yellow eyes, Joe, if Tom's memory served, looked like he was shamelessly fucking Jake with his eyes. No signs of intelligence then.

"Is it really disgust that caused this vendetta against me? Revulsion over my magical abilities? No, I think it's desperation. Bitter jealousy caused by your Narcissistic need to have all of my attention all the time. Now your gonna, what? Break your toys because someone else played with them? Kill me because you can't have me? You are a child.

"I bet it just drives you mad to see me in bed with, not only my actual fucking soulmate, but the very boy that managed to hide me from you, hopelessly out of your reach. I'll bet you feel cheated now that your clearly pointless desire to own me was thwarted by two boys I only met two days ago. Two boys that I share more in common with than you could ever hope to match. And you think that threatening my soulmate's family is the way to get me to change my mind and choose you? Dude, 15 years and you still don't know a thing about me. But I suppose it wasn't really about me at all, was it? It was always about your selfish lust, your frantic need for total possession of the object of your desire. Sorry dude, this boy isn't built to be owned by just one person. In fact, it seems fate has decreed I require at least two, as my current sleeping arrangements suggests. Maybe you'll have better luck asking your left ha-"

"ENOUGH!", The red eyed guy bellowed, a lick of actual flames escaping his hands, "WE ARE NOT HERE TO AIR YOUR FUCKING DRAMA, JAKE, WE ARE HERE TO INFORM THESE PETULANT WHELPS OF THEIR IMMINENT DESTRUCTION! COULD WE FUCKING GET ON WITH IT BEFORE I MURDER BOTH OF YOU!?". Yellow eyes, we'll call him Joe from now on whether that's his name or not, was visibly startled at red eyes' (let's call him Jim) outburst, and guiltily masked his growing arousal behind a blank, indifferent façade. Jake flushed deeper, and directed his attention directly towards Seb.

"We have your little brother, whore, and our demands for his safe release are simple. Surrender yourself, Tommy, and that little demon twink too, by 9pm tonight or our next little visit will have a special guest corpse. If you comply with our demands, you will be released unharmed with your brother l, seeing as your magical strength is infinitesimal and poses no threat to our plans. The time is now 8:45am. You have just over 12 hours. We at the Conglomeration do hope that you make the right decision. It would be a shame to kill a cute little boy like Vadic, 10 really is too young to die." With that chilling message, Jake, Jim, and Joe faded away, leaving three stunned teenagers in crippling silence. Silence broken only by the quiet sounds of Alek, as he tried to choke out what could be an explanation or an apology. Seb looked pointedly towards the sobbing boy, his eyes betraying his distraught fury.

"How the fuck did that just happen!? Did you lie, are you stupid, or were you just catastrophically wrong!?" He hissed åt Alek, causing the distressed boy to become even more miserable."

"I-I don't kn-know how they g-got h-here, I was under th-the impresh-impression it w-was impossible. I'm so s-sorry, b-but I promise we c- can help your brother." The young blonde stuttered, honestly breaking the other two boys' hearts a bit.

Taking pity, Tom put his arm around Alek's shoulder, careful not to dislodge Deb's still hard dick still buried balls deep inside him. `It may not be the time for a fuck, but any joy any of us can get right now can't hurt.' he reasoned to himself.

12 hours isn't a lot of time to do the impossible, after all.

Next: Chapter 7


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