A/N: Hey guys! I actually got such an amazing response from someone last time. Apparently some people have been really embarrassed to actually review, and I guess I can see why. I suppose I am pretty open to writing this kind of stuff, more so than other people would dare on this site at least D
It's kind of funny. What started out as being bored during a very uneventful summer semester has turned into quite the adventure of my libido. Well, I am a guy, so it's got to go somewhere! We'll see where this chapter goes, I have some devious plans. I think that it could develop into a several chapter story if I'm lucky/have enough time. I really wanted to post this on , but something happened during the upload that made it way too complicated. Any suggestions? I just feel that this might be better received over there.
Sora awoke with sun and sand in his eyes. His spine felt really uncomfortable, and as he cracked open his dry eyes he realized he was seeing furry legs traipsing across sand. A wind blew and the sand flew in his face, but he realized he had been covered well in desert robes. He looked around and maneuvered himself on top of the camel he had been lying on. Aladdin's sweaty back was to him, legs straddling, even provocatively, the animal they were riding. Wh-when did this happen, he thought as he yawned.
"Ngh..Ali..." he tapped Aladdin on the shoulder and put his chin on his shoulder, "what's going on? Where are we?"
"Awww you're awake. We're crossing the desert silly, on our way."
"Wait, what? Why...ohhh...is this from that letter? How far away exactly does this person live?"
"Just across this one desert, then one sea, and we'll be there shortly." He looked over his muscular shoulder. He had not shaven in a while, and Sora got butterflies in his stomach from how much of a man it made him look like. He turned to look back at all the dunes they had crossed, camels' footprints dotting a single path back to Agrabah.
Aladdin had dressed him in some gorgeous palace wear, with flowy, baggy silk pnts, the ones Aladdin used to wear in his early days as a prince. Jasmine had since been gone with the sultan to a distant land, hence Aladdin's capability at doing whatever his whim asked. Sora loved the power. Aladdin was his prince now, not Jasmine's. never again. And He was his dear Ali's prince as well. Sora's recently expanding chest had also been growing, and Aladdin had his normal get-up tailored into an Arabian style. Although Sora had a hunch about where they were going, he picked a more standard travelling fair. His now longer hair brushing against his soldiers and flowing in the desert whipping wind. something was still a little uncomfortable getting used to mounting this camel, and he felt his third leg gently rub side to side against his left leg.
He twisted around and held Ali around his exposed midrift, not-so-accidentally brushing his genitalia against Ali's butt. Ali smirked but paid no mind...soon enough you little whore...we'll reach Greece.
Sora fell asleep for most of the rest of the trip. He cold barely even remember camping out underneath their camel, besides perhaps spooning with Aladdin. He was giving Sora a lot of foreplay, but vowed to save up on their boyjuice until they reached whoever it was that wanted them so badly.
One of the nights, a piercing light shone through the desert night, and Sora was vaguely reminded of the Gummi Ship. shit, that must be Donald and Goffy coming back to try and fine me,,,, I did leave in kind of an abrupt fleet, but I need this so badly. It's been so long since I've been touched like this. "And no one does it like you baby..." he said aout loud, not originally meaning to. Aladdin quirked an eyebrow back at him. He also looked up into the light, and noticed whom he recognized as an old friend flying astride a white winged stallion, down through the beam of light to meet them.
Sora quickly got up in disbelief and stared wide-eyed at the new appearance before them. None other than Hercules, the demigod himself, dismounted and threw his also longer-than-Sora-remembered locks to the side. He smiled like a true Greek god, and hunk, Sora thought. Herc was purely beaming, and held his arms up in welcome to Sora and Aladdin.
"Welcome, my comrades, to Asia Minor. I could not bare it any longer to wait, so I decided to come pick up you lovely nymphs myself!" Pegasus neighed in jealousy but was ignored by all.
Sora rushed forward practically in tears, so happy to see his good friend once again. "I KNEW it! I knew it was you Herc!" he sniffled, half-laughing. "You horny bastard! Just looking for a good fuck from Aladdin? Is that was this is about?" Sora made his irresistible pout, only to be smacked hard by Hercules' armored kilt, with something a little more forceful hiding behind it.
"Ahh!" Sora screamed as he was shoved into the sand below him, a bruise now on his flushed cheeks. He felt two heavy bodies pounce on him, struggling, yet successfully, to make out with his sweet virgin mouth at the same time. Sora choked and gasped like a girl with two strong muscles from two very strong men both licking his tiny cavern. Herc pulled away, saliva all over his face, "you stupid motherfucking bitch! Why the fuck do you think I had Ali drag you along?" Sora blushed at the considerate thought, but moreso at Herc's use of Aladdin's petname...it definitely made him hard.
"Fuck Sora, for a hot little bitch you're pretty stupid sometimes." Herc got up, mildly irritated and walked back to Pegasus, while Aladdin chuckled. Sora shot him a glare, rather hurt that Hercules seemed to be just as rough-talking tough guy as his baby. Apparently Sora's penis liked the brutal attention though, and he was struggling to find his balance getting up, ever since his dick had not retreated to its original smallish size. Damn that wishing lamp...or maybe bless it...urgh! I can't decide! He grumbled to himself as he trudged over, grabbing his canvas sack of jewelry and other goods for the trip. He grudged past a still giggling Ali, who was already finished transferring all his items to Peguasus from the camel.
Aladdin would give make-out pecks with Hercules every time they passed each other. This made Sora incredibly jealous. He just pouted and sat on the rump of Pegasus, his dick flopping lazily against Pegusus, who seemed to get excited from the idea. Sora on the other hand, was thoroughly unamused as they rapidly took to the clouds.
From the moment they landed at one of Hercules' magnificent palace getaways in Troy, Sora knew this was going to be...quite the experience. Hercules' maids had all been replaced by brawny Greek lads, scantily glad, who giggled and gossiped as Sora dismounted, bangles chinking together as he walked carefully behind Hercules and Aladdin. He could tell the two older men were swagging as they walked, dicks probably swollen from the ride alone. They headed past the throng of fanboys, some of whom were already grasping their rods through their loincloths.
Damn, this is going to be one hot fucking stay...Greece is such a sexy place. Sora smiled at his own silly thoughts, lust already getting the better of him.
Their things tossed aside, Hercules and Aladdin were already kneeling on a gigantic bed in one of the bedrooms, making out messily, biting each other's lips, hands at their sides, and pants getting wet. Sora dropped his bags out of shock and stared at the blossoming beauty before him. Sweat dripped from his brow, soaking up in his headband, as Sora fumbled with his pants. Releasing himself from all but his jewelry, headband, belly-dancing top, and thong, he swished over and slid under the now topless lovers. He began licking their sacs like ice cream, enjoying the exotic flavors.
"Mmmmmm" he heard them moan in unison at this added sensation. Sora's face was starting to get wet from their leaking precum and saliva dripping from their session upstairs. He was at first able to fit two balls into his mouth at once, but Aladdin and Herc pulled away (saliva connecting their parted and bruised lips of course), as they checked what their whore was up to. Herc dug his sac onto the back of Sora's tongue, making his eyes widen as Aladdin pushed his darker ones on top of Herc's, using his hands to stuff them into Sora's mouth.
"MMMMFFF! Arghhhh!" Sora gagged, trying to squirm free, but the clever men had already pinned his sunkissed biceps in between their respective ass cheeks, preventing Sora from making any escape. They continued to press down, thrusting their slippery testicles across Sora's mouth and throat. As they slowly began to kiss again, still in motion, their balls became more engorged. More enormous with every kiss, lick, passionate glance. Thankfully for Sora, they enlarging testicles popped out of his mouth one by one, unable to be contained in the adolescent's oral cavity any longer.
All this abuse...*sob*...I wish I were stronger, stronger...I wanna do this back to them...make th-them f-feel what I have to go through...
"You guys...?" Sora managed to choke out, "c-could...do you think we...we could..." He was abruptly lifted up, a little bit more gently this time, and propped against the mountain of pillows behind him. Only now did Sora notice the boys peeking in through the curtains, their cocks also peeking through at the show. Sora gulped as Aladdin and Hercules, balls full of something Sora was not sure, rotated around on top of their gnads, twisting to fall forward, faces at Sora's own cock, peeking just through the top of his thong. The following sensation of both their luscious tongues sliding up the shaft, his own balls popping out, was enough to make the old Sora cum right there. But he had learned alot just from being with Aladdin, or perhaps it was all this aphrodisiac magic around him, the heightened sexual not-so-tension, and testosterone in the atmosphere that kept him stable. He closed his eyes and only opened when Hercules and Aladdin would reach the top of his dick simultaneously, making out with each other over the head.
Three dicks began to grow in that room, every sexual performance or action only enlarging another sexual organ. Sora closed his eyes for a brief respite in this position, while Aladdin jabbed his ass full of Wishing Lamp, almost all the way to the hilt. Oh my god...