“I guess we’ll have to do what’s necessary.” says Jack. “The longer we wait the stronger the ghost will take hold. How do you think we should start?”
“First John will suck out Boris’s semen then mine.” says Willy “It’ll add to fulfilling Sam’s sexual appetite and should help us conduct our magic through him. Then we can go back to fucking him. All right John?”
“Yes sir I’m a little cock slut who will do anything to get some dick in my ass” You say instead of saying you would do whatever it takes, then hopping off the table and getting on your knees.
“Should we magic our bodies up a bit first?” asks Boris indicating to his now grotesquely obese frame. “To make it a bit easier on the boy.”
“No the more magic we pump into the equation the more things might go wrong.” says Willy, giving his now obscenely ugly penis a few tugs “We don’t know how our spells will interfere. Besides if my lingering recollection of Sam is correct, he prefers his men a little more filthy and natural.”
And indeed Sam in control of your body, enthusiastically lifts up Boris’ massive gut and sandwiches your head between Boris’ tremendous overhanging belly and his hairy unkempt groin. Boris’ penis is completely buried by his pubic fat. You cover the divot where his penis is hiding with your lips and push your face forward, and force three inches of sweaty cock to emerge onto your tongue. The taste is unbelievably unappealing to you, and you no longer have the benefit of experiencing Sam’s enjoyment to distract you from it but you can feel your dick throbbing.
“Oh god! It’s been so long since I’ve done this raw.” says Boris as he starts some light thrusting. His massive balls bounce against your chin, “I’ve forgotten how great it feels to have a wet mouth around my dick without magic.”
Boris having been on edge for a fair while only takes a few minutes before he starts tensing up. His breathing becomes shallow and he ejaculates a thick and plentiful load which, you swallow it greedily.
As you suck the final drops of cum out of Boris' penis it returns to a flaccid state. The slimy softening little cock slips out of your mouth, shrinking back into his fat pad.
You feel yourself pull free from his fleshy crevice and are given a breath of relatively fresh air and start picking out the pubic hairs stuck in your teeth. Boris collapses into a nearby chair, breathing heavily.
Before you have time to fully catch your breath an a large curved penis with a disproportionately bulbous, skin covered head slides into view in front of you. Your eyes look up to see Willy, looking down at you expectantly. Of course Sam wastes no time and immediately you take the cock in both hands wrapping your lips around the tip and licking down the foreskin. It pulls back easily and You moves up and down with his hands and mouth.
"You'll need to work harder than that to get me going without the old sparkle." says Willy. You’re about to ask what that means but it seems Sam understands perfectly and takes your hands off the cock and starts just using your mouth.
You start slopping up and down faster, pushing the penis deeper down your throat. The weird shape makes it difficult but Sam doesn't back down from the challenge. You want to gag as it invades your esophagus or pull back but Sam is having none of it. His control over your body is the only thing stopping you from throwing up as you take monstrous appendage all the way to the base. Your hand reaches out to fondle Willy's low hanging nut sack.
After what feels like an eternity, Willy starts moaning, his breathing goes shallow and without warning he starts blasting warm semen down your throat. You pull yourself off and his fat cock flops out of your mouth. The overhang on his foreskin is much more prominent when he is flaccid.
“Okay, get on the table, it’s time for that ass fucking you’ve been begging for,” the short wizard says. You oblige obediently and lie on your back with your legs wide open once again. Willy then turns to Jack. “Okay, now fuck the cum out of him like you were doing before.”
Jack who had busied himself by gathering magical components so he would be distracted from his nephew getting skull fucked dropped the candles he was holding.
“Me!? But I’m his uncle!” Jack protests.
“You want me to do it?” Willy asks indicating to his enormous penis “Your nephew’s ass doesn’t have any of Sam’s magical alterations. I’ll split the poor boy open.”
“And my one is not big enough to satisfy the ghost.” Boris states matter-of-factly.
“Maybe he can just masturbate while we cast the exorcism” Jack suggests.
“You know as well as I do that pulling himself off won’t be enough.” Willy states, “This is a powerful Reality Ghost. He was killed right at the edge of an anal orgasm. This won’t work unless Sam has 100% satisfied with all his sexual desires.”
There are a few more minutes of uncertainty as your uncle completes a diagram on the ground and lights the candles around the room. When he is done your uncle sighs with resignation.
“I guess there’s no other choice.” Jack turns to you lining up his cock with your ass “Just relax John, it should be over soon. I’ll try not to hurt you.”
There is no need for lube as your hole is still filled with cum from Sam getting fucked. Jack gently inserts his hard penis in your hole and starts slowly thrusting. It’s painful at first but actually starts to feels quite good. Unfortunately Sam doesn’t agree. You can feel him yearning for the fuck beast to be unleashed again, you try to tell Uncle Jack to go a bit harder, but it comes out as.
“Is that all you got old man?” you sneer “I said I wanted you to fuck me not give my prostate a gentle massage!”
“Why you cheeky little bastard” he responds and starts going a bit faster.
You try to apologize again for what you’re saying. And for everything that’s happened. But once again Sam decides to paraphrase.
“Cheeky? Is that what you call disobeying your explicit request to stay away from the shop and lying to you about it?
Jack grunts and gives a thrusts that are a bit too forceful before slowing down again.
“Sorry I got carried away, I didn’t mean to get so rough. I’m sorry John”.
You want to tell him it’s okay, but instead you laugh.
“You invite me into your home, house and feed me, and how do I repay you? I steal your magic. I spy on you. I mess with you and your friends. And here you are apologizing to me. What a fucking wuss.”
Uncle Jack starts turning red and thrusting hard enough that it’s actually starting to hurt a bit, “You better stop talking you little shit.”
“Why? Are you getting mad?” You tease and mock yawn, “Well I’m not worried. I know I can get away with anything because you’re such a pushover.”
“Pushover am I!?” Jack growled, “I’ll show you a pushover! Time to get rid of this fucking ghost.” and with that he started getting back into full force fucking. Pounding your hole relentlessly and heedless of any pain he might be causing.
Willy and Boris are chanting in rhythm with Uncle Jack’s thrusts. With each assault of Jack’s hard dick you feel a build of magical energy in your body and sexual energy in your cock.
You take have a brief moment of solace in the idea that from here all you have to do now was wait for uncle Jack to make you cum. Then out of the corner of your eye you glimpse Boris’ backside. Before you can even imagine what might come next, to your dismay you speak again.
“Bring that juicy ass over here! Let me lick that nasty hole!”
Boris looks unsure of himself and turns to Jack.
“Give the little pervert what he wants Boris.” Jack growls, not slowing down in his pounding of my hole. “Make sure he gets everything he deserves.”
As you wonder if Jack was talking about you or Sam, Boris tentatively walks over and climbs up on the table which creeks under his weight. He squats over your face so you’re within licking distance. You smell a much stronger unpleasant stench than you did last time you had your face in Boris’s ass. You try to hold your breath but instead Sam decides you should inhale deeply. You reach up with both hands and pull Boris down so he loses balance and completely smothers you in his ass. Your tongue shoots up into by far the worst thing you have ever tasted in your life. The only saving grace is that with every lick of that foul hole, you feel your dick throbbing harder and edging closer towards this entire debacle being over.
The pounding in your ass continues to stimulate you as your orgasm builds, and builds. Once again you feel yourself right on the cusp. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping, moaning and chanting.
Moments before you are about to orgasm the cum in your ass and stomach start to tingle with energy. Every candle in the room starts to shine like the sun, once again become aware of Sam’s thoughts the pleasure he is feeling and the desire for more, then suddenly with an explosion of awareness you feel yourself as five separate identities. A spiritual link forms between everyone in the room as you all become one and in this moment you are:
-John getting his virgin ass plowed by his uncle and tongue deep in a fat man’s foul disgusting anus.
-Jack shamefully plowing into his nephew’s tight asshole feeling tremendous guilt at the carnal pleasure he feels from doing so.
-Boris having his unaltered ass eaten out in a way he hasn’t experienced in years.
-Willy witnessing the entire scene before him and trying to ignore his throbbing erection as he concentrates on the spell.
-And Sam who is experiencing the same thing as John but enjoying every moment of it.
The sensory and emotional overload is too much. You ejaculate firing your semen high up into the air and splattering three of your faces not covered in ass. The sensation overflows to your other identities. You ejaculate shooting a wad that oozes under your stomach and drips down over your balls and onto your ass covered face. You ejaculate firing a volley of semen through your massive curved middle-aged dick into the air, landing on your young cock and balls. And try as you might to resist, you ejaculate flooding your asshole with a warm load of cum.
You experience the force of four simultaneous orgasms shake you to the core of your existence and for a moment through Sam you feel a deeper understanding of the cosmos as he reaches pure euphoria and explodes into non-existence.
All the candles go out.
You are instantly grounded back down to one identity in your own body as fresh air fills your lungs and a great pressure is relieved from your anus. Willy drops to the ground and your uncle and Boris pull free from you and similarly collapse breathing heavily.