Day of P0rn
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charisstomaDay of Porn entry
Title: Dreaming Pleasure
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
m/m
Summary: Sometimes one gets what one wants; but is it a dream?
Elliott slept lost in dazzling dreams of pleasure. He stretched down his hand, tunneling it through the curls between his legs, not questioning that those curls were upon a slowly bobbing head for fear the dream would be broken. Sometime he must have called out Gilles name; perhaps when that bobbing head had had added the clever finger pressed inside his entrance or when another had joined it or when the thumb had reached up to massage behind his balls. All those things, entwined with his desire for the mage, had been in the calling out of the Gilles’ name.
Title: Shopping Trip
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 896
Summary: m/m/m; m-preg; sex between feline Familiars
Set in the Wizards World ‘verse of the 100 Word War community.
So a Wizard, his knight, and his familiar cat engaged in a 3-way. Not so perverted as you might think since they were all feline familiars at the time; something they’re still capable of with a little magical assistance. Brian being initially human had a slightly more complex transformation. 4 little kittens resulted: who grew up, went off to wizard school, got into trouble, and lived up to being their Fathers’ children, able to transform from human wizard to cat familiar and back. It is a dreaded time in this story, the time of the last minute quest for the perfect birthday present.
2 o‘clock already and he still hadn’t found anything for his father’s birthday present. Duke, you could get something like a belled collar, knowing you’d pleased all three of your Dads and to absent yourself from the house for hours if not days afterwards. A great present, but uncomfortable; sometimes they’d still hear a rhythmical jingling in the night. This was Brian he was shopping for though, 'what could he do, get him something to hone his sword on?'
He hadn’t realized that he’d said that aloud until one of the brothers he was to meet hit him upside the head.
“Mind out of the gutter, ‘Vestor. We don’t want a repeat of the bell incident to haunt us for the next year and a half.”
Sliding into the booth next to ‘Vestor Mercad commented, “I don’t know, that went over very well. The best gifts are those that a person wouldn’t buy for themselves.”
Elliott spared a glance up from sipping his latte, “You’re just saying that because you don’t live at home anymore.” His brother’s grin answered him and earned a short hiss in return.
The last of the cat familiar quintuplets walked in with a slinky swagger to his step, smug smile announcing success. In his hand he held a DVD jewel case that he set carefully on the booth’s tabletop. Three sets of eyes looked at him and then at the case, reflecting dread and hope.
“Guess what I found,” Etzlaub purred.
“Just tell us already,” was said impatiently.
“Not another porn video. They’ve added to the collection since you moved out.”
“Something special?”
Etzlaub grinned, “Very special. Remember the home video we snitched to take to school with us? The one that went viral after someone snitched it from us at the party?”
Three transformed full grown cats sat in the booth with him now, staring.
That was the video that had scarred their tender kitten psyches for years. Watching your three fathers have sex on video was bad enough especially when you weren’t expecting it. Doing it at a party surrounded by your friends where you’d hoped to ‘get lucky’ yourself was worse. The fact that their parents had all been cats at the time and one friend crowing gleefully at the ‘Familiar Porn’ … only self administered medicinal catnip had helped … that and ‘getting lucky’ while under the influence.
Cat grooming of tails, backs and face washing had followed as they internally fought to not kill their sibling. When finally Mercad slowly said, “All right,” ‘Vestor had puffed up, hissing at him and Elliott whapped him with a paw to the head.
“Hear me out,” began Etzlaub, “I found a good clean copy the other day on-line. It’s perfect for their anniversary.”
“Birthday, you feline ass. Brian’s birthday.”
“Oh.” was followed by Etzlaub’s shrug, “it’ll still work and you know he’ll still love it. Anyone got anything better?”
Stony silence and then heavy sighs.
“Alright then. I’m even willing to help put up the sound quenching spells around their bedroom and the den.”
Elliott looked over at ‘Vestor remarking, “Guess we’re giving something for honing Brian’s sword after all.”
*****
Four cats gave their gift and left quickly saying to not expect back them for at least a week.
As Brian turned over the disk in his hands, he smiled wondering aloud what the kittens had given him that provoked such a reaction. Taking the present from him, Balthazar popped the disk out of its case.
“We won’t know until we watch it.” Giving him a kiss, “Go get comfortable while I slip this in.”
Duke pawed off the lights to jump up on the sofa, folding his body around the back of Brian’s head letting his tail begin an idle flipping teasing under his lover’s chin. With a purring growl, “This would be better if we did away with clothes now before we consider slipping anything in anywhere.”
A few words removed fabric impediments, for Balthazar quite agreed with his familiar and as he remarked, Birthday suits were the proper thing to wear to celebrations of this nature. The disk started.
*****
“Oh, I love this part.”
“You would. Move the two of you,” was growled, “please.”
Three now Familiar furry bodies began their dance. The one in the middle panting hard as two barbed feline cocks worked together inside him. Balthazar in the front worked his rough tongue over one of the 6 nipples in front of him, systematically laving each one to a rosy tender hue. Brian couldn’t even wiggle as Duke’s teeth anchored in the nape of his neck held him in reflexive immobility. He could yowl though in between his pantings of MORE and FASTER while questioning their parents’ matrimonial status at the time of their birth. He lost all coherent speech though when Balthazar displayed feline flexibility, leaning down to suckle at Brian’s red protruding cock while continuing his in and out movements below. It was a long happy birthday night.
*****
Elliott called Etzlaub nine weeks later informing him of developments in low range rumbles of displeasure. Brian had been sick that morning for the fifth day in a row. ‘Vestor’d found the EPT test in the trash with the + there plainly to be seen. Their gift would do more than haunt them for a year and a half.
Title: Dreaming Pleasure
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
m/m
Summary: Sometimes one gets what one wants; but is it a dream?
Elliott slept lost in dazzling dreams of pleasure. He stretched down his hand, tunneling it through the curls between his legs, not questioning that those curls were upon a slowly bobbing head for fear the dream would be broken. Sometime he must have called out Gilles name; perhaps when that bobbing head had had added the clever finger pressed inside his entrance or when another had joined it or when the thumb had reached up to massage behind his balls. All those things, entwined with his desire for the mage, had been in the calling out of the Gilles’ name.
Title: Shopping Trip
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 896
Summary: m/m/m; m-preg; sex between feline Familiars
Set in the Wizards World ‘verse of the 100 Word War community.
So a Wizard, his knight, and his familiar cat engaged in a 3-way. Not so perverted as you might think since they were all feline familiars at the time; something they’re still capable of with a little magical assistance. Brian being initially human had a slightly more complex transformation. 4 little kittens resulted: who grew up, went off to wizard school, got into trouble, and lived up to being their Fathers’ children, able to transform from human wizard to cat familiar and back. It is a dreaded time in this story, the time of the last minute quest for the perfect birthday present.
2 o‘clock already and he still hadn’t found anything for his father’s birthday present. Duke, you could get something like a belled collar, knowing you’d pleased all three of your Dads and to absent yourself from the house for hours if not days afterwards. A great present, but uncomfortable; sometimes they’d still hear a rhythmical jingling in the night. This was Brian he was shopping for though, 'what could he do, get him something to hone his sword on?'
He hadn’t realized that he’d said that aloud until one of the brothers he was to meet hit him upside the head.
“Mind out of the gutter, ‘Vestor. We don’t want a repeat of the bell incident to haunt us for the next year and a half.”
Sliding into the booth next to ‘Vestor Mercad commented, “I don’t know, that went over very well. The best gifts are those that a person wouldn’t buy for themselves.”
Elliott spared a glance up from sipping his latte, “You’re just saying that because you don’t live at home anymore.” His brother’s grin answered him and earned a short hiss in return.
The last of the cat familiar quintuplets walked in with a slinky swagger to his step, smug smile announcing success. In his hand he held a DVD jewel case that he set carefully on the booth’s tabletop. Three sets of eyes looked at him and then at the case, reflecting dread and hope.
“Guess what I found,” Etzlaub purred.
“Just tell us already,” was said impatiently.
“Not another porn video. They’ve added to the collection since you moved out.”
“Something special?”
Etzlaub grinned, “Very special. Remember the home video we snitched to take to school with us? The one that went viral after someone snitched it from us at the party?”
Three transformed full grown cats sat in the booth with him now, staring.
That was the video that had scarred their tender kitten psyches for years. Watching your three fathers have sex on video was bad enough especially when you weren’t expecting it. Doing it at a party surrounded by your friends where you’d hoped to ‘get lucky’ yourself was worse. The fact that their parents had all been cats at the time and one friend crowing gleefully at the ‘Familiar Porn’ … only self administered medicinal catnip had helped … that and ‘getting lucky’ while under the influence.
Cat grooming of tails, backs and face washing had followed as they internally fought to not kill their sibling. When finally Mercad slowly said, “All right,” ‘Vestor had puffed up, hissing at him and Elliott whapped him with a paw to the head.
“Hear me out,” began Etzlaub, “I found a good clean copy the other day on-line. It’s perfect for their anniversary.”
“Birthday, you feline ass. Brian’s birthday.”
“Oh.” was followed by Etzlaub’s shrug, “it’ll still work and you know he’ll still love it. Anyone got anything better?”
Stony silence and then heavy sighs.
“Alright then. I’m even willing to help put up the sound quenching spells around their bedroom and the den.”
Elliott looked over at ‘Vestor remarking, “Guess we’re giving something for honing Brian’s sword after all.”
*****
Four cats gave their gift and left quickly saying to not expect back them for at least a week.
As Brian turned over the disk in his hands, he smiled wondering aloud what the kittens had given him that provoked such a reaction. Taking the present from him, Balthazar popped the disk out of its case.
“We won’t know until we watch it.” Giving him a kiss, “Go get comfortable while I slip this in.”
Duke pawed off the lights to jump up on the sofa, folding his body around the back of Brian’s head letting his tail begin an idle flipping teasing under his lover’s chin. With a purring growl, “This would be better if we did away with clothes now before we consider slipping anything in anywhere.”
A few words removed fabric impediments, for Balthazar quite agreed with his familiar and as he remarked, Birthday suits were the proper thing to wear to celebrations of this nature. The disk started.
*****
“Oh, I love this part.”
“You would. Move the two of you,” was growled, “please.”
Three now Familiar furry bodies began their dance. The one in the middle panting hard as two barbed feline cocks worked together inside him. Balthazar in the front worked his rough tongue over one of the 6 nipples in front of him, systematically laving each one to a rosy tender hue. Brian couldn’t even wiggle as Duke’s teeth anchored in the nape of his neck held him in reflexive immobility. He could yowl though in between his pantings of MORE and FASTER while questioning their parents’ matrimonial status at the time of their birth. He lost all coherent speech though when Balthazar displayed feline flexibility, leaning down to suckle at Brian’s red protruding cock while continuing his in and out movements below. It was a long happy birthday night.
*****
Elliott called Etzlaub nine weeks later informing him of developments in low range rumbles of displeasure. Brian had been sick that morning for the fifth day in a row. ‘Vestor’d found the EPT test in the trash with the + there plainly to be seen. Their gift would do more than haunt them for a year and a half.
