Chapter 2 is here. I hope you like it. Review afterwards. I've already started chapter 3 so hopefully it'll be out soon. This chapter went a different than I originally planned.


Henry crawled to the back room of the shop desperate to get to the bed. He didn't glance back to see if pan had followed. He knew he hadn't. Peter was a sadistic demon who'd make him wait for who knows how long. He wanted to hate it but once again he was liking the feeling of being used. He crawled onto the bed and lay on his back, spreading himself wide to show of everything he had.

He listened as Pan talked with the customers who had used him. It sounded like he was discussing payment for pictures the teens had taken as they were using his mouth. Henry was a bit embarrassed that photos of him sucking dick were going to be out there, but it was the underworld, so he wouldn't have to worry about that for awhile after they went back home.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity Peter strolled into the room. Henry breathed a sigh of relief. "Hello slut" Peter smirked.

"Hello master" Henry repeated huskily. Peter chuckled.

"So, you're going to really call me that from now on?" Peter grinned.

"If you want me to" Henry said. Peter began to unbutton his suit.

"I definitely do." Peter said. He let the suit jacket fall to the floor and started to unbutton his shirt. Henry's eyes grew wide and his breathing got louder. He'd wanted this for so long. He'd lied and pretended those dreams of his days on neverland were nightmares, but he knew deep down this is what he wanted. Pan was teasingly slow, taking his time with each button. The farther he got down the more of his skin was visible. Henry took in his hairless chest and perfect skin without a single blemish. When he got to the lower buttons Henry got an eyeful of the teen's toned abs. It wasn't a six pack but you could see the slight muscles of a beautiful body.

The moment the shirt Henry wanted to jump out of bed and rip off the pants himself. But he stayed still, spread out so Pan could see every sexy part of him from his throbbing dick to his cute face. Pan smirked and undid the button on his dress pants, letting them fall to the floor.

"No underwear" Henry breathed.

"Why would I wear underwear when I knew you'd be on my dick every time you saw me." Peter said smoothly. He walked forward, his hard dick swaying slightly with each step.

Peter got onto the bed. He crawled so he was on top of Henry, straddling his chest, his dick just out of reach. Henry whined, straing his neck in an atemt to get it in his mouth. Peter ignored it. "Remember what I said about this? Peter asked, rubbing a finger across the head of Henry's dick, covered in precum. Henry moaned. He opened his mouth to talk but fell silent as peter put the finger covered in henry's precum in his mouth and sucked on it. "What?" Peter asked. "You're not the only one who likes cum."

"Ummm" Henry stuttered.

"I asked you a question. "Do you remember what I said about this?" Peter asked, this time taking his thumb and rubbing it across the head of Henry's dick till all the precum was gone. He popped his thumb in his mouth and licked it off.

"You… You" Henry mumbled, trying to use his brain. "You said I couldn't touch it for a week."

"That's right" Peter grinned. "So I'm going to put a little spell on it. If you agree." Pan added. Again, Henry was surprised at being given a choice.

"What spell?" He asked.

"You won't be able to jack off for a week. If you try, which I know you will you'll get hornier with every stroke and of course you won't be able to cum" Peter grinned.

"Not at all?" henry asked. He was a growing boy. He jacked off almost daily.

"Dot worry you can still cum" Peter said. "every time you dream of me or my lost boys fucking you, you'll orgasm and as a little treat for the entire day after you'll be hard and even hornier than before. The best part is that the spell will only keep going if you want it to. Not even true love's kiss will stop it because you're the one keeping It going."

"Then wont it just end it when I get horny" Henry asked a little confused.

"Maybe" Pan chuckled darkly, "but from what I see I think no matter how much you want it you'll never cum as long as I tell you not to. You like being used too much."

"Fine put the spell on me." Henry groaned. Pan snapped his fingers and henry felt his entire body go wild. It felt like he was having the best orgasm of his life, but nothing was coming out. His vison blurred, and he lost himself in the ecstasy. When it ended and could see again, he found Peter's dick pressing against his lips. Oh, how he missed this cock, so long, so thick.

Without needing to be told Henry took it in his mouth. His tongue circled the head, lapping up all the precum he could. Sucking Peter was rare. Being able to take the time to actually taste had never happened before. Normally Peter grabbed his head and thrusted into his mouth, fucking it as rough as he did his ass. But this time Henry was setting the pace, quick but slow enough for his tongue to enjoy the taste of the other boy's precum. He'd never tasted anything like it before. It wasn't like any of the lost boys'. Henry couldn't even describe the flavor, but he loved it. It was like a drug. He could imagine himself needed this in his mouth every day.

The shaft was thick, and his mouth began to feel sore. He hadn't practiced this in a long time. He'd made it halfway down. He sucked the head every time, making Pan moan in a way he'd never heard before. He continued taking more and more each time down until almost all of his was filling his cute mouth. IT felt like every inch of his mouth taken but there was still more. He knew from experience however that is was going to fit. He was getting closer to the end. Nine inches were in his mouth and his nose was touching the shortly trimmed hair. Peter let out a small chuckle that made Henry's spine tingle. Something good was coming. As he went up the shaft one final time a pair of strong soft hands grabbed the sides of his head.

Even though he already knew what was coming it still gagged him the first time Pan violently slammed his dick down his throat. Henry curled his lips to cover his teeth and stayed still. The thrusts of his master were hard and fast. Henry didn't have the time to do anything. He was just being used as a hole to fuck, a toy to make Pan feel good. Whatever kindness that Peter had possessed a moment ago, giving him time to enjoy what he loved was gone. He was nosw really Peter's slave and he loved it. Every thrust made him nearly gag and all he could feel was the dick in his mouth. Pounding in and out, making him deep throat it every time.

Henry's eyes turned upward to look at Pan. The boy's short brown hair was already damp, and a bead of sweat was trailing down his smooth chest. He looked like an angel, a fallen angel, a demon in an angel's body. He was distracted however when something new happened. A hand was on his dick, peter's hand. It jacked him off at the same pace as the dick in his mouth. Henry let out a gurgled moan around Pan's dick making the boy moan back.

"Fuck you slut" Pan growled, dark eyes staring down at Henry. "Your so fucking hot taking my dick like that." He rewarded henry with an extra hard thrust that made Henry's head hurt. "So hot. So fucking hot you cum slut. I loved watching you lay there and get fucked by my boys. I loved watching them strip you down and take turns pounding your ass. But you were mine" he said quacking the pace slightly. "My little slut. I took your virginity and got my dick in that tight little bubble butt of yours first. I can still feel the spell I made especially for you. We loved it cuz I cast a spell to keep your ass tight. Your still gonna feel like a virgin Believer. You'll be tight around my huge cock. I get to fuck your virgin ass over and over, just as tight as the first time I entered you. You'll never loosen. You're the perfect hole and I have you all to myself."

Henry's eyes rolled back and he moaned. His toes curled, and he felt like he was going to cum. His body shook and he hit orgasum. but before he could shoot his load it was gone. He moaned again this time out of pure desperation. Pan had done it. He wasn't allowed to cum. How many times would he have needed to cum this day. Probably a lot with how much he'd been wanting Pan. His eyes grew wide with realization. The amazing feeling of Peter's hand on his dick, milking him like he wanted for so long was making him hornier. Every time Peter stoked him he needed to cum more. The hand stopped, and the dick stilled, the entire shaft down Henry's throat forcing him to deep throat it.

"You realized what I'm doing" Peter smirked stoking Henry's dick again. Henry shivered. "I can stop jacking you off. Do you want that Believer?" Henry made a muffled noise around the dick. "You really shouldn't talk with your mouth full slut. People can't understand you." Peter grinned again before sliding his dick out of Henry's mouth.

"No" Henry wined. "Don't stop. Pan raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" he asked, starting to jack off the other boy agonizingly slowly. "You know what's going to happen right? You'll be stuck this horny every second of every day for the entire week. If I keep this up you might even feel like to need to cum every time your sexy dick rubs up against your pants." Henry let out a gurgled moan.

"I… don't… care" he breathed out.

"Just like a slut" Peter smirked. "But I'll be stopping anyway."

"What!" Henry almost shouted.

"I don't think you heard through all those slutty moans of yours, but someone came into the shop a few minutes ago and I need to go tend to them."

"What! No" Henry begged, eyes going wide. Peter smirked. The boy was cute, but it was much more fun torturing him. "I can go with you" Henry said quickly. Peter gave a confused look even though he knew exactly what Henry would have done in this situation. "I'll go out and you can jack me off while you talk to the customer."

"Tempting" Pan purred. "But you want that to much. I'm your master. I should be telling you what to do not the other way around. So, I'll be walking into the shop with you crawling next to me. When we're out from behind the counter you'll get up on your knees and put my dick in your mouth. Understand, no matter who it is? Even if it's one of your mother's you'll get on your knees and suck me. Show them just what you're good for."

"Yes… Master" Henry added huskily.

"Good boy" Peter said. He got up off the bed and waited for henry to scurry down to the floor on his hands and knees. Pan grinned and walked out of the back room, casually strolling as if his fully hard dick wasn't stick out, nine and a half inches in front of him.

Henry didn't ignore the customer like he did with the three who had watched and used him. He wanted to make sure it wasn't his moms even though he'd have done what Peter asked of him anyway. He felt a little flutter in his chest at the sight of Hercules. God the boy was hot. HE might not like the boys back home but the first time he saw this boy he knew that he'd give anything to be dominated by him. The son of Zeus fucking his tight mortal ass.

Pan stepped out behind the cuter and stopped, leaning against the class case. Henry scurried to the front of Pan and rose to his knees. Just has he had been ordered he took the dick in his mouth. Even the delicious taste of Peter's cum didn't distract him from the realization that Hercules would probably tell marry Margret. He was going to be in so much trouble.

"Pan" Hercules said very slowly as if recovering from shock. He probably was.

"Hercules" Pan said smoothly. "What bring you to my shop."

"Snow has me looking for Henry" He said. Henry paused but a thrust from Pan started him up again.

"As you can see, he's here." Pan said.

"Yes. And he's sucking your dick."

"Yes, he is, just like the little cum slut he is. You know he decided to call me master. He's a fucking masochist and will do everything I'll say. I don't even have him under a spell, even if you'll claim otherwise." Hercules shook his head.

"I know how to recognize love and lust spells. I had to with the goddess of love interested in messing with my life." He said. "Though I'm pretty sure you're doing a spell on his cock."

"Don't worry Henry agreed. He can't cum for a week and every time he jacks off, he'll get even hornier. Your getting hard Hercules." Peter chuckled.

"So he'll do whatever you say?" Hercules asked. Pan nodded. "Then what do I have to do to fuck him?" Pan let out a laugh.

"How about you sit right there" Pan said, making a chair appear. "And watch as I fuck him right here. Then you can do whatever you want with him."

"Do I have to fuck him here?" He asked.

"There's a bed in the back room." Pan said.

"Then I'll fuck him there." Henry was salivating around Peter's dick. He couldn't believe this. It was like everything he fantasized about was coming here. Now all he needed was Kilian to come and own his ass but that wouldn't happen. The demigod plopped down on the plush chair and unzipped his pants.

"Oh Henry. I'll be having fun watching that" Pan said. He pulled henry's head off his dick and turned it to face Hercules.

"Oh my God" Henry whispered, staring at what was in Hercules's hand. That dick was longer than Peter's it was probably only a little thicker, but it might be almost a foot long.

"Blood of the gods" Hercules shrugged.

"Then I think It's time I fucked you" Pan grinned.


That was the chapter. It was different that I originally planned. Don't worry Henry's going to be fucked by Pan next chapter and they'll be a lot less dialog. I had started this story deciding that I'd make a masochistic Henry since Peter was probably a sadist in bed. I mean he seems like the type right. Anyway I hope you liked it.