The Fall of the House of Davao

There he goes, the mighty don. The chief of chiefs. All used to bow down to him and look at him now.

The takeover is almost complete.

The old don let out a piercing howl, “I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch! You won’t get away with …”

He gurgled and drool came gushing to the don’s mouth. The supremo’s caporegime, Colonel Amado Luna, had his favorite weapon, the wire garrotte wrapped around the don’s feeble neck

The don only looked at the supremo with surprise. His old eyes bulging red, his face gradually turning pale, and his tongue out gasping for air. He tried to claw his way out of the garrotte but the more he struggled, the deeper the wire sunk into his flesh, eventually cutting in the skin of his neck.

“Please, please …” the don tried to speak and implore for his life.

“Now, Don Rodrigo, you have been judged to be insufficient. You shall be rewarded… with DEATH!”

The supremo pulled out a switchblade, opened it up, and revealed a sharp double-edged, silver blade. From the glove box, he pulled out brown surgical gloves. “You know, whatever you think about me, you have to give it me that I like to keep it clean.”

The don, seeing his life fleeting in his eyes, gave one last attempt at defiance. “Go fuck yourself…”

With an underhand thrust the supremo stabbed the don in the stomach, he withdrew the blade and saw a pool of blood in the don’s white shirt. Again, he stabbed the don. Again and again. With great agony and anguish, the don squealed like a pig in the butcher shop.

“…and now, you will die.” With one last thrust, he stabbed the don and dragged the blade from the lower left abdomen up to the upper right portion of his body. The incision was ugly but it was his. It was his work of art. He withdrew the blade and signalled his capo to release the don from the garrotte.

The don was barely alive but the supremo would not allow them to kill him.

“Let him bleed to death,” he said nonchalantly, as if he didn’t just order the death of the once famous don and personally carved him up.

The Cock Jock Chronicles

Professor John Patrick “Jack” Longphallus is a teacher, an educator, and an all around pervert. He was once a shy young man but in one accidental cannibalistic episode, he accidentally ate a phallus of another man, granting him the ability to gift of making his cock as massive as he wants. In order to calm the fire of sexuality that he feels palpably, he, on occasions, dresses up to to sow terror in the hearts of the students of the university. He goes by the name, Cock Jock.

Dianne is one of the new students in his class. She just turned 18 and her luscious lips and blonde Aryan curls endear her dearly to the professor who have some indecent desires for her. Her ass is firm and tight as she regularly goes to the gym though her tits are quite small. She lives in the school dormitory with four other girls, all freshmen in the university. Of course, they have all heard the legend of Cock Jock, that he has the most massive cock that anyone has ever seen. “His dick is totally bigger than a horse, that’s what I heard, girl!” “I heard he engages in profane and unchristian acts! He is a bugger who enjoys buggery. One time, they said, he fucked a gay dude that he liked and totes destroyed his poophole! Dude can’t stop shitting for a week! Believe me girls, that shit is true AF.”

Dianne has taking a liking to the professor. Dianne also likes seeing the guy. He is fit and single (as far as she knew) and he oozes with sex. Everytime she is with him, even just when he stares at her, she gets wet between the legs. One time, he is wearing tight jeans and Dianne can clearly see his bulge and even the veins. He has never seen a baby-maker that huge.

The professor begins his routine. He is clad only a long light brown trench coat reaching up to his knees. He wears military style boots that reach up to his knees. He has a ski mask with holes for eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Dianne’s dorm is now very close as he walks along. Underneath, he is wearing not a piece of clothing. His body is fit, with muscular arms, pectorals, and well-defined abdominal muscles. The biceps are trained to lift loads/women, he made sure of that thing. His muscular butt and legs give him immense strength to hurdle through obstacles and to sprint against pursuers. The most impressive of all, is his immense phallus. It is a fourteen inch thing of beauty, more than just a third leg.

-TO BE CONTINUED-

Chapter 2: Massive Domination

Danny woke up from the dream that he had though, in his heart of hearts, he knows that is not a dream. His ramrod is flying straight up and he feels as if he is about to burst his monumental load. Proceeding to walk naked with his erection, he sees Pam. She sees him and stares frozen. She looks at him up and down but she proceeds to linger for a long time at the bottom part. Drool starts coming out of her mouth until she realizes that the drool is white and what she is leaking is spunk.