The Raptures of Time by David Holly

Author:David Holly [Holly, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626391116
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2014-06-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

We were breakfasting in Geron’s garden, enjoying the cool of the morning before the heat of the day kicked in.

“Is this coffee?” Dean asked, sipping cautiously from his cup.

“Yes, fine coffee,” Geron said. “Coffee growing has been Mother’s project for many years. Oh, lads, I can hardly wait for Mother to meet you.”

“Your mother?”

“You want your mother to meet us?”

“Dude,” Sam said, going right to the point, however tactlessly. “You butt fucked all three of us last night, which was terrific, but do you really want us to meet your confounded mother after you shot your cum into us?”

It was probably the longest and most sophisticated sentence Sam had uttered during his entire nineteen years of life.

Geron laughed, picked up a piece of toast, and spread it with an exotic marmalade. “Silly boy, of course Mother wants to meet you. You were the luck of the draw, as she would say.” He thought for a moment. “By the way, do you fellows know how to play five card draw?”

“Poker?” I said. “People play poker here?”

“Certainly. Mother introduced the game quite some time ago. I play. She plays. We own several gambling clubs.” He became strangely confidential. He dropped his voice and spoke in a shushed whisper. “Don’t go to any of them. The house always wins.”

“I’ll fucking bet it does,” Dean said.

“Where is your mother from, Geron?” I asked. I’d been noticing the strangely Earthlike conveniences in Geron’s house. I had thought we were entering the house of a full native, but Geron’s lifestyle and mansion wouldn’t have been out of place in any equatorial country on our home world.

“Mother is rather mysterious about her origins, lads. Still, she wants to meet you three.” He winked conspiratorially. “Truth to tell, our meeting yesterday was not entirely by chance.”

Dean was astounded. “You were looking for us?”

“Mother knew that you would have escaped from Mutt and his ghoulish constructs. She told me to drive along the park. Sorry, lads, if you feel slighted. Let me say that nothing in your appearance or your performance displeases. Had I serendipitously encountered you trolling for cock in your skants, I would have certainly picked you up anyway. I love your boyish rumps, especially your munificent buttocks, Sam, and I love the bits in front too, Dean and Mack. Though, Sam, you will never penetrate anyone with what you have now. The demoness Daiche has emasculated you, but your fine ass was worth the loss in front.”

“Do you really love our cocks?” I asked. This was something new.

“My boy, I could slurp you up,” Geron said. He dropped his egg spoon and then he dropped to his knees. He lifted the hem of the fine kanga he’d given me and touched his lips to my cock. I tried to push him away. I knew it was hopeless after what the Vobtnur had done to me. However, something unexpected happened. Another mind touched mine, a consciousness outside of me.

Geron kissed the head of my dick, which swelled convincingly—to my great shock.

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