Chapter 4

(A/N: You can just tell when it's gonna go badly. Anyway, the language for this chapter is Spanish.)

It was Wednesday, another day closer to Danny's deflowering.

(AN: I like saying that because of the alliteration.)

Danny, for reasons that will be forever unknown to mortal man, had gone to the Ghost Zone with the intention of seeking sex advice from Johnny 13. No, your eyes are working fine. He actually tried to get advice from Johnny effing 13. Fortunately for him, Johnny wasn't there, and thus couldn't give him any advice. Unfortunately for him: Ember was nearby, and in a generous mood. For more reasons man will never know, Danny spilled his beans to her.

"Well, dipstick, it appears your problem is a lack of comfort with intimate situations. It's common in virgins," said Ember after listening for half an hour. "How do you know," asked Danny. "I've deflowered a few virgins in my time," said Ember proudly, "and I think I can help you with your problem." "Thank you, Ember!" Danny jumped up and hugged her. She pushed him off and said, "Steady, sailor." "Sorry, but if you don't mind my asking, how do you intend to help me?" he asked, getting a bad feeling all of the sudden.

Then, without warning, Danny was bound in chains, his arms to the ceiling and his legs to the floor. Ember started removing his Hazmat suit, and coyly said, "Simply put, I'm gonna fuck you and suck your dick until you're at least somewhat desensitized to sexual actions."

At this Danny started yelling at the top of his lungs for somebody, anybody, to help him, but in the Ghost Zone, no one could hear him. His screams became a combination of fear and ecstasy as Ember wrapped her soft, lipstick-moistened lips against Danny's member and started sucking.

Danny let out an involuntary hiss as his ever-so-adolescent body began to react instinctively. "Ember, for the love of all that is holy, PLEASE STOP AND LET ME GOOO!!" He screamed as he came hard in her mouth. Ember didn't reply, she just opened her mouth to show him his cum on her tongue, and then began rubbing it off using his pubic hair for a washcloth. "No can do," she said nonchalantly, "until you're completely desensitized. You want to be able to pleasure this girl properly, don't you?"

Before Danny could reply, Ember phased out of her clothes and jumped onto his cock, vigorously making love to his hopelessly trapped body.

SUDDENLY . . .

Danny sat bolt upright in his bed, heart pounding and breathing hard. After making a brief inspection of himself, he wheezed out, "Thank God. It was just a bad dream." Tired, he quickly fell back asleep to have much more tender dreams about Sam.

Who will Danny get advice from next?

TO BE CONTINUED.