The 4400 gays
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Category:
1 through F › The 4400
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,758
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The 4400 gays
Agent Tom Baldwin of NTAC walked down the hallway of the 4400 Center, ready for the kill. He was wearing a button down, black satin shirt and a pair of jeans that were just tight enough to show off his excellent, bubble butt and a slight bulge in his crotch.
“Sir, do you have an appointment!” A secretary called as Tom stormed by. He ignored her and walked towards the office of Jordan Collier that he knew well. He walked towards the frosted glass door at the end of the hallway and stopped, hearing voices inside. He leaned closer, and heart muffled grunting noises, as if someone had something in their mouth and was desperately trying to call for help. Tom imagined Kyle tied up in an office chair, a gag in his mouth, Jordan torturing him, beating out the truth…
“Jordan!” Tom screamed as he kicked open the door. “I know you have my son – where the hell is he and –” Tom stopped as he saw the scene he had walked into.
Jordan was sitting on his desk chair, his shirt unbuttoned, his pinstripe suit pants around his ankles. And there was Shawn, on his knees, sucking Jordan’s dick like a little cockslut. Shawn was only wearing tight, white boxer briefs, and his tight, round butt was in the air. He was grabbing the base of Jordan’s thick dick with his hand, and shoving the tip of it into his mouth, eating it and swallowing it with a sexually charged vigor.
“Shawn!” Tom screamed, as Shawn pulled off of Jordan’s dick with a sucking, popping noise. Jordan looked startled and quickly pulled up his pants, and Shawn looked around for his abandoned clothes. “What the fuck is going on here?!”
“Uncle!” Shawn protested, standing up. “It’s not what it looks like…”
“No,” Tom said slowly. “It’s exactly what it looks like.
“Tom,” Jordan said. “Listen to me –”
“No!” Tom said as he quickly unbuckled his belt and whipped out the leather strap. “You listen to me. Shawn get against the desk.” Shawn did as he was told, and wearing only tight, sexy underwear he lay on the surface of the desk, his butt out.
“Don’t do this,” Shawn begged, as Jordan sat on the chair, a slight smile on his face.
“Shut up,” Tom growled. “Spread your legs.” Shawn did as he was told, and as he spread them Tom could see a tiny sack in the underwear, Shawn’s balls, hanging down. With a quick wituh! the belt slapped against Shawn’s balls, making him scream in pain. Tom grabbed the belt at the buckle and began spanking his nephew’s covered ass. Shawn screamed in pain, his face pressed against the wooden surface of the desk.
“Shut up!” Tom demanded. “You’re going to take it!” He whipped the belt, hitting Shawn’s butt cheeks dead on, an awful sound resounding through the room.
“Uncle!” Shawn sobbed. “Please stop! It fucking hurts – please!”
“Shut up!” Tom repeated, whipping him savagely in the balls. “If you’re going to suck like a common street whore, you’re going to get punished like one!”
Tom raised the belt over his shoulder, preparing for the hardest whip yet, when Jordan stepped up, and walked towards Jordan.
“It’ll be your turn next,” Tom growled.
“Stop this,” Jordan said as he stood away from Tom, and reached out his hand. Jordan began to rub Tom’s crotch, feeling his semi-hard dick and big balls. “I know you don’t want to do this. Let me explain things to you.” Keeping his hand fondling Tom’s ever-growing cock Jordan used his other finger to seductively pull down the band of Shawn’s underwear, his finger lazily running down the boy’s butt crack. The sniffling Shawn shivered in excitement as he felt a finger run by his hole.
“What are you doing,” Tom said slowly as Jordan unzipped his fly and pulled out his raging boner.
“You don’t want to brutalize this sexy young boy’s ass,” Jordan said slowly as he grabbed Shawn’s red cheeks in one hand. “This smooth, white, round little butt…” Jordan spread the boy’s cheeks, revealing his tight entrance. “And his tight, little, pink virgin hole too… You want his ass, don’t you?” And before Tom could say anything, Jordan helped push him onto his knees and softly push his hungry mouth between his nephew’s cheeks.
“Shawn,” Tom muttered as he licked and ate out his nephew’s little butt.
“And you want my butt, too” Jordan breathed seductively into Tom’s ear, licking his lobe. “You little butt-lover.”
“Yeah, I’m a little butt lover,” Tom purred, his voice muffled as he spoke between Sean’s buttcheeks. Jordan turned around then and lay on the desk next to Shawn. He undid his belt and pushed his pinstripe pant suits to his ankle, and his tight boxer briefs soon followed. Jordan then took Tom’s hand and let it to his butt, pushing Tom’s finger into his own hole until Tom got the message and started to finger fuck the head of the 4400.
“Who you gunna fuck first?” Jordan muttered as he jacked off Tom’s dick, reaching his arm behind him.
“Fuck me!” Shawn cried and then turned his head to kiss Jordan. “Please Uncle Tommy! Fuck me! FUCK ME!” And then Tom was standing up, his erect dick pressing against Shawn’s hole. Sean howled his desire, and pushed his butt out, opening his hungry, pink hole wide and yearning. And then Tom was inside of him, thrusting hard and rough, Shawn screaming with pleasure the hole time.
And then Jordan was sitting on Sean’s back, facing Tom and straddling Shawn’s sides. Tom’s face was a face of delight, and Jordan smiled at it, reaching forward to pinch the NTAC agents nipples.
“Now Tom,” Jordan said, pinching each nipple painfully. “I want you to know what Shawn and I were really doing. He may be a cum-loving whore, but it’s a special kind of cum that you slut of a nephew was looking for. Very special.” Jordan started jacking off his own cock. He then took Tom’s head and shoved it onto his own swelled cock, face fucking the blonde man. And then Jordan was cumming, and Tom’s mouth was wide and open, only an inch away from Jordan’s head.
And then Promicin, green and glowing shot out of Jordan’s dick, a load so big and so thick it would fill a cauldron. And Shawn pulled off a Tom’s dick with a plopping noise and was on his knees like a hungry dog, slurping up the green cum that fell all over his face. And then Shawn was cumming and Tom was cumming, two powerful orgasms that were nothing compared to Jordan’s, as the two cum-sluts eagerly lapped up every last drop of the magical sperm.
“Sir, do you have an appointment!” A secretary called as Tom stormed by. He ignored her and walked towards the office of Jordan Collier that he knew well. He walked towards the frosted glass door at the end of the hallway and stopped, hearing voices inside. He leaned closer, and heart muffled grunting noises, as if someone had something in their mouth and was desperately trying to call for help. Tom imagined Kyle tied up in an office chair, a gag in his mouth, Jordan torturing him, beating out the truth…
“Jordan!” Tom screamed as he kicked open the door. “I know you have my son – where the hell is he and –” Tom stopped as he saw the scene he had walked into.
Jordan was sitting on his desk chair, his shirt unbuttoned, his pinstripe suit pants around his ankles. And there was Shawn, on his knees, sucking Jordan’s dick like a little cockslut. Shawn was only wearing tight, white boxer briefs, and his tight, round butt was in the air. He was grabbing the base of Jordan’s thick dick with his hand, and shoving the tip of it into his mouth, eating it and swallowing it with a sexually charged vigor.
“Shawn!” Tom screamed, as Shawn pulled off of Jordan’s dick with a sucking, popping noise. Jordan looked startled and quickly pulled up his pants, and Shawn looked around for his abandoned clothes. “What the fuck is going on here?!”
“Uncle!” Shawn protested, standing up. “It’s not what it looks like…”
“No,” Tom said slowly. “It’s exactly what it looks like.
“Tom,” Jordan said. “Listen to me –”
“No!” Tom said as he quickly unbuckled his belt and whipped out the leather strap. “You listen to me. Shawn get against the desk.” Shawn did as he was told, and wearing only tight, sexy underwear he lay on the surface of the desk, his butt out.
“Don’t do this,” Shawn begged, as Jordan sat on the chair, a slight smile on his face.
“Shut up,” Tom growled. “Spread your legs.” Shawn did as he was told, and as he spread them Tom could see a tiny sack in the underwear, Shawn’s balls, hanging down. With a quick wituh! the belt slapped against Shawn’s balls, making him scream in pain. Tom grabbed the belt at the buckle and began spanking his nephew’s covered ass. Shawn screamed in pain, his face pressed against the wooden surface of the desk.
“Shut up!” Tom demanded. “You’re going to take it!” He whipped the belt, hitting Shawn’s butt cheeks dead on, an awful sound resounding through the room.
“Uncle!” Shawn sobbed. “Please stop! It fucking hurts – please!”
“Shut up!” Tom repeated, whipping him savagely in the balls. “If you’re going to suck like a common street whore, you’re going to get punished like one!”
Tom raised the belt over his shoulder, preparing for the hardest whip yet, when Jordan stepped up, and walked towards Jordan.
“It’ll be your turn next,” Tom growled.
“Stop this,” Jordan said as he stood away from Tom, and reached out his hand. Jordan began to rub Tom’s crotch, feeling his semi-hard dick and big balls. “I know you don’t want to do this. Let me explain things to you.” Keeping his hand fondling Tom’s ever-growing cock Jordan used his other finger to seductively pull down the band of Shawn’s underwear, his finger lazily running down the boy’s butt crack. The sniffling Shawn shivered in excitement as he felt a finger run by his hole.
“What are you doing,” Tom said slowly as Jordan unzipped his fly and pulled out his raging boner.
“You don’t want to brutalize this sexy young boy’s ass,” Jordan said slowly as he grabbed Shawn’s red cheeks in one hand. “This smooth, white, round little butt…” Jordan spread the boy’s cheeks, revealing his tight entrance. “And his tight, little, pink virgin hole too… You want his ass, don’t you?” And before Tom could say anything, Jordan helped push him onto his knees and softly push his hungry mouth between his nephew’s cheeks.
“Shawn,” Tom muttered as he licked and ate out his nephew’s little butt.
“And you want my butt, too” Jordan breathed seductively into Tom’s ear, licking his lobe. “You little butt-lover.”
“Yeah, I’m a little butt lover,” Tom purred, his voice muffled as he spoke between Sean’s buttcheeks. Jordan turned around then and lay on the desk next to Shawn. He undid his belt and pushed his pinstripe pant suits to his ankle, and his tight boxer briefs soon followed. Jordan then took Tom’s hand and let it to his butt, pushing Tom’s finger into his own hole until Tom got the message and started to finger fuck the head of the 4400.
“Who you gunna fuck first?” Jordan muttered as he jacked off Tom’s dick, reaching his arm behind him.
“Fuck me!” Shawn cried and then turned his head to kiss Jordan. “Please Uncle Tommy! Fuck me! FUCK ME!” And then Tom was standing up, his erect dick pressing against Shawn’s hole. Sean howled his desire, and pushed his butt out, opening his hungry, pink hole wide and yearning. And then Tom was inside of him, thrusting hard and rough, Shawn screaming with pleasure the hole time.
And then Jordan was sitting on Sean’s back, facing Tom and straddling Shawn’s sides. Tom’s face was a face of delight, and Jordan smiled at it, reaching forward to pinch the NTAC agents nipples.
“Now Tom,” Jordan said, pinching each nipple painfully. “I want you to know what Shawn and I were really doing. He may be a cum-loving whore, but it’s a special kind of cum that you slut of a nephew was looking for. Very special.” Jordan started jacking off his own cock. He then took Tom’s head and shoved it onto his own swelled cock, face fucking the blonde man. And then Jordan was cumming, and Tom’s mouth was wide and open, only an inch away from Jordan’s head.
And then Promicin, green and glowing shot out of Jordan’s dick, a load so big and so thick it would fill a cauldron. And Shawn pulled off a Tom’s dick with a plopping noise and was on his knees like a hungry dog, slurping up the green cum that fell all over his face. And then Shawn was cumming and Tom was cumming, two powerful orgasms that were nothing compared to Jordan’s, as the two cum-sluts eagerly lapped up every last drop of the magical sperm.