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Subject: Dreamscape Dreamscape, by mattbuck All comments are appreciated – email [email protected] Other stories I’ve written can be found on my website, in the fiction section ter Usual disclaiming sort of stuff, I don’t know McFly, I don’t know their sexualities, this story is not in any way based on real life events. Oh, and it contains gay sex, so please make sure you’re 18. A white place, white in all directions, a table in front of me with Harry and Danny sitting behind it. “So who looks best naked?” “Me!” Danny shouts. “But Dougie looks really hot naked too.” Harry comments. “I reckon Tom looks great without his clothes on, especially his huge butt!” “Hmm, maybe it’s me and my hairy chest?” They laugh, look at each other and run towards two doors, each taking a different room and slamming the doors behind them. I give chase, but as soon as I get close to the doors, they fly away to the left and right. A huge row of doors fold out of the floor in front of me, and started circling me. I felt the rush of air as they flew around me, then suddenly they stopped. I slowly turned on the spot – there were only four doors around me now. Each was oak with a brass nameplate – Dougie, Danny, Tom, Harry. I chose Danny. For his arse. I walked through the door into a bedroom. No sign of Danny – maybe he was through the door at the farther end. eryaman escort There was however a bed in the middle, with Dougie was on his back, getting fucked by Harry. The door behind me slammed, and I moved closer to the bed – it looked like it would be over soon. The two participants paid me no attention as I ran a hand along Harry’s powerful arms, the other over his chest… Something was wrong. I waved a hand in front of his face – not even a flicker. Same with Dougie. I decided to try a more direct approach and kissed Harry on his lips. Suddenly things changed, and I was in Dougie’s place, naked, with that beautiful popstar kneeling over my chest. The sensations of Harry’s cock in my arse… A gasp and Dougie came, a huge glob of cum hitting my face. Then another. Another. Another. Another. Another. My eyes were screwed tight shut, but I knew that there was enough spunk on me now to make a twenty-man bukkake girl look clean. I daren’t open my eyes because I knew there was cum covering them. Suddenly a roar, and Harry’s hands gripping my hips suddenly got tighter. A tongue against my eyelids, cleaning them. I rubbed my hands over my eyes, and gingerly opened them, finding I was looking into Dougie’s cute face. How the hell he came so much… my chest was plastered. He just grinned. I felt Harry pull out of me, and looked down to see him. Shit… his etimesgut escort cock was thicker than my wrist and about ten inches long… how did that fit? He ran one large hand through the cum on my face, wiping it off on his own hairy chest. “Not much cum today, Doug. Tasty though.” Before I knew it, they’d each taken one of my arms, and were frogmarching me to the far door, flinging me through, sending me crashing to a wet blue mat. I was clothed again – jeans and t-shirt, though cum was still stuck to my neck. I lifted my head, my hair briefly clinging to the wet floor. I glanced behind me – the door closed and faded into the wall as if it had never been there. There were no doors out of this room. I wasn’t alone either. I got to my feet, briefly noting the water on my jeans made it look as if I’d pissed myself, and looked over to the other two occupants of the room – Tom and Danny. Tom was on the bed, naked, ass in the air, being admired by Danny who was clothed like me. “Come on over.” He called. I came willingly, and soon had Danny removing my shirt, stroking my wet torso. Our eyes met, and he grinned. “Look at Tom.” I bent over to examine Tom closer – his ass did seem big from this angle, maybe a rare case of the camera taking pounds off. I lovingly caressed him – I could just see his puckered asshole between the creamy cheeks. ankara escort “Now watch.” Danny commanded. I stood back as Danny delivered a sharp smack to Tom’s naked ass. Tom groaned, and shook his ass. Strange. Seemed different. “See it? No? Here, keep watching.” Danny delivered a flurry of smacks to Tom’s arse, then stepped back. The skin appeared rosy and… holy shit… his ass was expanding. I touched it again – it felt just like last time – same smooth cheeks, just… bigger. I gave him a smack myself, and watched him grow. It was an incredible feeling of power… “Wow, that’s cool. Tom… how does it feel?” “It’s an orgasm with every smack. Keep doing it?” Danny stepped forward and started smacking Tom again. I took a step back, and delivered a whack to Danny’s backside. He just grinned at me. “Doesn’t work.” He went back to smacking Tom on one cheek, leaving me the other. I started slapping, loving the sound, and Tom’s groans of happiness. Soon I was taking a step back as Tom’s ass grew towards me. Then another. Another. Another. Another. My back was pressed against the wall, and still it was growing towards me. I’d stopped smacking long ago, but I could still hear Danny doing it on the other side of the room. “Danny, help!” I shouted as I was pushed into a corner. “I fucking love your butt Tom, grow for me Tommy babe.” I heard, accompanied by a new volley of smacks. The creamy flesh pressed against my face, covering my eyes, shutting off my air supply, I was suffocating, trying to drag breath when none was possible. I woke up in a sweat, back in my bed at home. What. The. Fuck?

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