Creeping Dawn: The Rise of the Black Centipede

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Lobelia produces masses of small purple or blue blooms from June through to September and in my garden, I saw it spread to around 35cm. I think it’s the perfect choice for summer hanging baskets, tubs and troughs where it can spill over the edges. So between the school, the swim club, and Chester’s house, I had plenty to keep me sexually fulfilled during that summer. Then July turned to August and life took a radical departure in a direction I had not, in any way, foreseen.

Pete, my thirteen year old brother, was about to start eighth grade and the latter half of the summer was filled with him strutting around the house like the soon-to-be big-man-on-campus he thought he was. It was funny, actually, and I teased him about it pretty regularly. Wiltmore Middle School, where I had been big-man-on-campus years earlier, had a pretty close-knit student body in part because there was slightly less than one hundred kids split between the sixth, seventh, and eighth grades and in part because the school was a very respectable private institution flushed with well-to-do families. Cheyenne was not a huge town by any stretch of the imagination and Wiltmore was generally well regarded within the community for it’s academic prowess. The following night was spent in an Albuquerque hotel. As I was entering my room, the door down the hall opened and a mother with her three kids exited, the three youngsters dressed in swimwear and the mother clearly taking them to the indoor pool. The youngest and oldest were boys and, as the four passed, I reached out with catlike reflexes and touched each of them. The mother and daughter went to the pool. Skyler and Dylan followed me into my room for the night.Thankfully once you get to high school in Terra, if your school is in the Milkmen-controlled part of the world, forced orgasms become part of your daily life, whether as part of punishment for minor infractions of the many rules, or as part of a medical test administered by the handsome school nurse to ensure you're developing properly. Boyscouts in Terra must be fun given how so much of the Terra flora and fauna just want to make you cum and fill you up with their seed. I imagine there's been plenty occasions where a boy has accidentally stepped on a Spermshroom, a cloud of white spores bursting out all around him. As soon as he breathes it in he goes into a coughing fit, and by the time he's finished he'd already soiled his tighty-whities with sperm.

I read a lot,” he said. “Science fiction and stuff. You know, I may be fourteen but I’m pretty freaking brilliant.” Yeah,” said Chester. “The best part of the summer was going to be how much pussy I got. I was going to get laid, like, every day.” He sighed. He nodded, looking much wiser than any fourteen year old had the right to look. “You’re not. I promise you, you’re not. Now that we are your drones, we want what you want. Period. End of discussion. It’s the biological peritive.”Daniel, I want you to be totally honest with me, ok?” I said and the boy nodded. I sent a mental command to him, erasing the story I had implanted earlier. As I explored his mind, I determined that the Daniel standing before me was the truest Daniel that existed. “Are you gay or straight?” His twin followed next, with Daniel’s boypussy tasting almost exactly the same as his twins. Like David, he too writhed and moaned while I ate him out and, as his own climax approached, I instructed him to dismount.

Boysenberry is a pretty normal town...as long as you live there and don't think boys being used as sex objects is weird. Cum for me baby,” I said, my own balls tightening. Suddenly, a blast of thin white spunk fired out of his straining tool and he groaned in satisfaction, my own groan happening a moment later as my own cum erupted like a volcano. Him standing and me sitting, our orgasms in tandem as we spent out seed onto the shower floor.Because the school had some money, the families could afford to invest in interesting academic opportunities for the student body. One such opportunity, the two week long trip to Washington D.C., happened every three years and was perhaps my fondest memory from my time in middle school. All three grades would go and the whole student body would be accompanied by all the teachers and a large cadre of parent volunteers. The crowd, usually around one hundred fifty strong, would spend two solid weeks in the nation’s capital sight seeing, touring, and making memories. Pete was scheduled to go with the Wiltmore group at the beginning of August and he was more excited that I had ever seen him. I did reach out to some of my buddies, though, and we had a few poker and movie nights. It was fun and I enjoyed hanging out with them. Most of my buddies had stayed in town and skipped college so I always seemed to have people I could go out with if I wanted to. I did go out, some, but not as much a one might expect. In fact and truth be told, I rarely left the neighborhood unless I was taking Pete or Pat somewhere or running an errand for my folks. Having lived in a dorm, I discovered that I was, deep down, a homebody who enjoyed being in my own space. So I drove, feeling wonderful as the miles passed and the countryside invigorated me. I stopped for lunch in Denver, the sunshine and the fresh air perfect. I contemplated spending the night in the city but chose not to. Cheyenne was only a few hours north. Don't worry sweetie. It's not you that is going to see Mr. Pink this afternoon. I've been asked to go test the middle school next door. Your eleven year old brother Andy is my first patient. I bet Mr. Pink makes him cum just as hard, all from his boybutton being pleasured. I'll make sure to send you a video this evening, regardless!" I was was a sophomore at the University of Montana Tech. Barely nineteen years old, I dreamed of getting my chemistry degree and trying to find a job working for a large pharmaceutical company that would pay well and provide me with a comfortable life. I was a normal guy, partying a bit too hard maybe but otherwise getting good grades and wining the affections of my peers and professors. My parents were normal, living and working in the suburbs of Cheyenne and taking care of my two younger brothers. Life was pretty average and nothing was really out of place.