Into the Woods Chapter 12: Three Pigs and a Wolf, Part 3 Evan Andrews 2023
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"He what?" Tadashi asked.
Fred and Wasabi had showed up at the brick house early in the morning, looking abashed and admitting that their tardiness was due to an intense late night sexual assault.
"Fucked us," Fred said, "Or rather he fucked Wasabi once and me twice, although he used Wasabi's cock as a surrogate that second time. Does that count?"
"Wasabi?" Tadashi asked looking for confirmation.
"What he's saying is true. Some man-beast..."
"He said his name was Tarzan," Fred added.
"Yeah, well, he came out of the night and broke into the round house. He raped Fred, and then, when Fred managed to escape, followed him to the timber frame house. He busted the doors down there, and then fucked the cum out of both of us."
"He over-powered you?" Tadashi was still skeptical.
"Well, he came full tilt out of the wardrobe, and don't ask me how he got in there, got a death-grip on my balls, and then threw me on top of Fred. He beat my ass to force me to fuck our little buddy here, and then he decided I needed to be raped in the ass myself—while I was fucking Fred. It was fucking unreal."
"But hot," Fred said, with a dreamy look on his face from reliving the scene. "You know I'm a ladies'' man, Tadashi, but I swear he knew exactly how to fuck me to make my balls boil and my cock to shoot off a mean load."
"Yeah," Wasabi confirmed.
Tadashi noticed that partial erections now tented both his buddies' briefs and said, "And you think he'll follow you here?"
"What with all the hot jungle-man sperm leaking out of both our asses as we ran off," Wasabi said, "I think I can guarantee it."
"Then we need to put a stop to his fucking reign of fucking terror here and now," Tadashi said. "Today."
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"Why do I have to be the bait?" Fred demanded.
"Uh, because he took you first," Tadashi said, "And then he followed you to me. I think he's enthralled by the idea of fucking you. Work on your innocent me impression, and you'll lead him right into the trap."
Yeah, some trap," Fred mumbled looking at the camouflaged net and the pulley mechanism Wasabi was putting the finishing touches on. The whole thing was meant to wrap the jungle beast up and haul him into the air. Totally old school, but maybe Tarzan would fall for it.
"If you've got a better idea," Tadashi said, "I'm all ears."
Fred wracked his brain, but the practicalities of the situation stymied him.
"No," the slacker finally admitted, "I don't have a better idea. If you need my ass to make this work, then I guess you have it."
"Glad that's settled," Tadashi said. "Now let's do some exploring and make sure our prowler has his eyes on something other than our trap."
They made circular reconnaissance of the immediate area like thy were planning on making the brick house their base. Tadashi occasionally felt like someone was watching him, but he controlled himself, not looking and putting on a nonchalant face.
That night, Fred "snuck" away and headed for the trap.
"Bastards don't believe me," he said, the script fresh in his mind. "Well fuck them, let Tarzan come and fuck them into the ground."
Coming to the clearing, Fred gathered a pile of leaves to use as a bed and then lay back on it, stretching as he did so. He looked around at the woods, and saw nothing but the glowing flowers. He'd never heard of a glowing flower before, but they seemed to be common here. Oh well, if Tarzan was watching him, he'd better put on a show. The slacker groped his crotch, not surprised to feel he was already hard, and, dropping the waistband of his briefs, proceeded to slowly pleasure himself.
"Mmmmm!" Fred moaned.
Convinced he had an audience, he hammed it up.
"Oh yeah," Fred gasped as he teased his cockhead. "Fuck. That feels so good!"
He even began to finger his asshole.
"Oh, fuck," Fred continued, "I'll never forget how big that monster-man's prick was. And how it filled me up so well. Fuck! I almost wish we hadn't gotten out of his territory so he could come and fuck me again!"
Two fingers invaded his ass, and then three.
"Oh fucking, yeah! Fucking ass," Fred whined.
Fred was on the edge of cumming when Tarzan dropped out of the trees, his big cock at the ready.
"Time to fuck bitch," Tarzan grunted, holding his pole and waving it at the slender young man.
Fred simply smiled and kept stroking his pole and fingering his ass.
"Bitch prove it!"
Falling to his knees, Tarzan took over fingerfucking Fred boy-cunt.
The slacker forgot that there was a time he was against being the tethered kid, and he writhed on Tarzan's fingers.
"You fucking animal!" he whined. "Play with my hole! Yeah, like that. Get me all stretched out for your jungle-man cock!"
Tarzan leaned over his now-willing partner and, pressing his face between the slacker's cheeks, began to eat Fred's ass out. Acrobatically, Fred twisted under the jungle-man so that Tarzan now covered him. The mighty wild-man cock slapped his face, but Fred took hold of it and, wrapping his lips around the head, proceeded to suck Tarzan's pendulous shaft.
Tarzan howled as Fred's tongue rasped its way through the end of his piss slit before tracing the circumference of his corona.
"Bitch is good!"
That's just me warming up,' Fred thought. Just wait till I start deep throating this dick—if I can.'
Of course, Fred never had sucked cock before, so he was just guessing about what to do. Happily, under the influence of this woods, the slacker found himself sucking dick like a pro, moaning as Tarzan ate hm into submission.
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"Wasn't he supposed to trigger the trap by now?" Wasabi whispered in Tadashi's ear.
"Yeah," Tadashi replied. Fred was definitely going off their script.
The observers had built in the ability to set off the trap themselves, but as the hot scene unfolded before them, they found themselves too caught up in the sexual narrative being acted out before their eyes. Unconsciously, both young men started rubbing at the erections pushing out their shorts. In fact, they felt drawn to walk out into the clearing and join in the action.
Fred's face had become a mask of mouthfucking slime, and he was now using his fingers to tease the jungle-man into realms of eroticism he'd never ever imagined.
"Good bitch!" Tarzan cried.
"Where the fuck did Fred learn all that?" Wasabi asked. The black stud's hand was in his briefs now, stroking his rod.
Tadashi could only shrug his shoulders. Fred was full of surprises tonight. When the leader noticed his buddy jerking off, his animal brain took over and decided that that was the only proper response to the situation. Channeling his Asian cock through the leg of his red briefs, he began a slow teasing JO session of his own.
Meanwhile, in the trap, Tarzan had eaten Fred's cunt loose, and now he lubed it with his spit.
"Bitch ready to fuck!" he said with satisfaction.
"Bitch has been ready for a while now! Do it!" Fred ordered. "Fuck my ass."
Who was the aggressor now?
Flipping the boy around, Tarzan knelt between Fred's spread thighs and impaled him with his foot or so of blood-engorged flesh.
"Fuck! Yeah!" Fred howled as he took the entire shaft in one try. "Gimme that dick! Give it do me hard!"
"Hard! Yes! Tarzan fuck!" the man-beast grunted as his engorged flesh savaged Fred's ass.
"Harder, Tarzan!" Fred cried. "Deeper! Oh fuck me!"
"Yeah," Wasabi muttered as he flogged his fat dick, "Fuck him! Fuck him hard!"
Tadashi, just as busy at beating his meat, agreed whole-heartedly. He had had no idea that Fred could take cock up his ass, and certainly not that he could take this intense a fuck. Their buddy was displaying unimagined depths—especially anal depths.
As the sprites circled the scene, the four young men came closer and closer to cumming.
"Yeah, Tarzan!" Fred whined. "Pound the cum outta my nuts! I'm so close!"
"Close," Tarzan husked. "Cum!"
"Oh yeah," Wasabi said. "Tadashi, I'm gonna cum too!"
Tadashi would only nod. His left hand pulled his balls down into his sack as his right drove the tight-skinned rod close to the edge.
"Fuck!" Fred screamed. "I'm cumming!" and without the benefit of any contact for Tarzan's pounding dick in his ass, the slacker's cock jumped once, and continued to jump, each time releasing a rope of sperm.
"Cumming!" Tarzan cried as his monster cock flexed in Fred's ass and seeded his depths. "Cumming..."
Tadashi grunted quietly as his dick spat a heft load into his belly, but if he and Wasabi had planned to go unnoticed, the black stud blew their chances.
Flogging dick for all his was worth and slamming fingers into his man-cunt, the black stud howled as an arc of sperm shot into the air before painting his cheek and chest.
In the clearing, torn out of his post-fuck nap by Wasabi's howl, Tarzan looked up and said, "What? Other bitch?"
Before the jungle-man could clear the net, but Fred and Tadashi triggered the trap, and the net suddenly flew up into the air—taking the angry ape-man and his well-bred fuck-boy with him.
"Rawr!"
Tarzan lost all his words as he swung gently back and forth. He tried to reach for Tadashi and Wasabi as they approached him, but both boys possessed a keen sense of spatial awareness and stayed out of his reach.
"Damn, he's gorgeous, Wasabi," Tadashi said. "Why didn't you mention that before?"
"Uh, maybe because I never saw it? I was, as you'll recall, busy getting fucked into oblivion by that monster hanging between his legs."
"Makes sense. What do we do now?"
"Well, we could just let him wear himself out," Wasabi said. "I mean he can't keep the beast thing up forever."
"You are remembering that I'm caught up in here with him, right?" Fred said, peeved. "You had a plan on how to catch him; didn't you have a plan on how to get me out?"
Tarzan now hunkered up, watching the two free boys.
"He understands English," Tadashi said at last. "I suppose we could make a deal with him."
"Deal?!" Fred said.
"Yeah, deal?" Wasabi echoed.
"Deal," Tadashi said.
He walked up to Tarzan and said, "You understand me?"
"Yes," the jungle-man said.
"Good. We want to let you go, but you have to promise to stop attacking us and fucking the bejeezus out of us. You understand?"
"Tarzan never attack red shorts," Tarzan said.
"Wonderful," Fred moaned, "A rules lawyer."
"Hush you," Wasabi said. "Don't imagine we didn't just watch you go all sub sex-pig for this guy."
"Gentlemen," Tadashi said, "Can it. What do you say, Tarzan."
"Tarzan like fuck," the beast-man said.
"So, it appears do some of us," Tadashi said. "There's nothing that says you can't ask before fucking, or had you ever thought about that?"
It appeared Tarzan hadn't. He stared hard at Tadashi, considering, and then said, "Bitches—"
"Men-- or boys if they let you say that to them," Tadashi corrected. Personally there were times he considered both his friends bitches, or at least boys, but he wasn't giving an inch in this negotiation.
"Boys," Tarzan corrected, which Tadashi expected was probably the best he'd get from the jungle-man. "Boys fuck Tarzan?"
"Fred?"
"In a second! You, buddy, are a beast in bed."
"Wasabi?"
"Only if he asks nicely," the black stud said. "I still have my dignity, you know."
"You got that, Tarzan?"
"Ask and can fuck?" Tarzan said.
"Ask and maybe you can fuck," Tadashi said, "If they agree. Then again, they might want to fuck you too."
"Fuck Tarzan?"
Clearly he hadn't considered that.
"Don't play with us," Tadashi said. "I saw your face when Fred was fingerfucking your ass during that sixty-nine. You loved it."
"Yes," Tarzan admitted.
"Then you agree?"
"Tarzan will ask before fuck. Tarzan will be fuck," the jungle-man said. "Tarzan have friends?"
"Friend," Tadashi said.
"Friend," Wasabi confirmed,"
"And fuck-buddies," Fred said. "And now... now, can you two please get me out of this? My arms and legs are going to sleep!"
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That night, the three old friends with their new addition, slept together on a couple of mattresses they'd drug over to the heating stove. Well, slept after they'd had a hot fuck session—or a couple. After that, they'd fallen asleep in each other's arms. Except for Tadashi.
The team leader had disengaged himself and was looking over his team. Snuggled up together, they presented a pretty picture. Fred had exhausted himself, as had Wasabi, and both boys had regained some of their wounded pride Tarzan... Well, lying there, his ass and stomach filled with sperm (some of it Tadashi's), Tarzan looked sated and happy—and home.
Well, weren't they all? And he insinuated himself back into the pile of bodies.
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Qasim smiles as he watches through the window. A final dribble of sperm drips from the end of the big cock he just coaxed a load from.
"I hoped this would all turn out alright, and, surprise surprise, it did. Good old Woods. I wonder, how many fuck families does that make in the Woods now? Four, I think. In any case, I think we should go wandering around in the dark some more. You never know what you might find."