Seed of Chaos Ch. 01

ROUTE 66 RURAL MISSOURI

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The sound bounced off the walls of the truck stop bathroom, like there was a club next door with the bass turned all the way up. To a steady rhythm...

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A man in his mid 40s was dripping in his own sweat, his 7 inch cock glistening like a well lubed piston in and out of a tight pink hole, surrounded by a light coating of dark brown hair, damp and matted with bodily fluids.. His stomach, that of a man who clearly drank too much but still worked out, rested on the lower back of his conquest as his dick moved rapidly in and out, his jeans still hanging around his ankles, too preoccupied to take them off completely.

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Below him a younger, dark haired man, in his early 20s, bent over with his arms and head pressed against the stall's wall, keeping himself stable from the onslaught. Drool dripped from the corner of his mouth as if he was hypnotized by the constant beat of the pounding. His face was red and covered in white, dry splotches. His hair tussled and disorganized from earlier activities of the night.

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It'd been almost 15 minutes of steady banging without a single word spoken now. Both lost in the lust. Finally the man pistoning the young hole spoke.

"If I had known you were this big of a faggot, boy, I would've just watched those men throat fuck you earlier and saved myself the trouble. Then had my way with you. Now I'm still getting to use this tight hole, but I have a black eye too from them pushing me off as they had their way with you.. Never try to defend a faggot from sucking dick I guess, can't fix instinct. Keep taking that cock, son. Your mom hasn't given me her hole in months. She's probably out in the car right now, watching her fucking bullshit tiktok videos while her son does her job. Fucking bitch."

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"You know how enraging it is to get cock blocked by your own wife every day? Just to walk into a bathroom to see your son getting his tonsils removed by not one, but two men's fat cocks? To instinctively want to protect your son just to find out he wants it? For fucks sake, I thought some arabs were raping you. You little slut, you and your mother have embarrassed me enough."

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On the outside of the stall, looking in, leaned two older, bearded middle eastern men leaning against the bathroom sinks. Most likely in their 50s or 60s, they smoked a cigarette between the two of them, passing it back and forth while they watched the scene unfold. Both wore well fitted suits and had a masculine charm to them, though one was large and muscular while the other was shorter, with a bit of large belly, but still muscular in a dad bod way.

"I told you we'd get distracted if we did a road trip to the new house rather than fly, Mammy", said Mo, the taller, more muscular of the two, like a Persian warrior going up against the Spartans. His suit undershirt was unbuttoned at the top, with a patch of masculine body hair showing on top of his large pectorals. "You always get too greedy".

"Well, it's in my nature I guess." Mammy said as he exhaled cigarette smoke. Plus nothing inherently greedy about it, it's also in our nature to spread chaos and absorb the energy. We're doing just that."

"Perhaps, but you know just as well as I that this will be too self contained. An angry dad fucking his son in a rest stop parking lot because he had two fat cocks down his throat when he walked in won't have rippling effects. That's a typical night in rural America. You know we need to do more."

"Perhaps, but like you said, I'm greedy. I want every little fag to be just as greedy as me. And this one had something in his eyes, I could tell he wanted to be unleashed. He didn't even try to resist my control, he got down on his knees with a simple push on the shoulder. He's greedy, like me..." Mammy smiled.

Mo sighed, "Well perhaps this will unleash something in both of them. What was his old man's profession again? Gym teacher? Well that has potential to spread I guess. And well, the faggot will for sure at least start sucking dicks left and right if you're right about his lack of resistance, you've unlocked that side of him.

The room grew quiet from the steady pounding for a moment. The son had gotten on his knees again. He stared at his father's cock, glistening with his ass juice one last time before deepthroating it in one gulp.

"Fuck boy, you disgusting slut. Take that ass covered cock in your mouth. Either you had a lot of practice before all this or those two men taught you well. Going to be real nice having a personal cock sucker around the house."

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The older man now had the son's head pressed against the toilet rim with both hands on either side of his head holding it down as he face fucked the kid. Gurgling sounds encompassed the room as spit bubbled out the side of the son's mouth as the cock dived in and out and in and out.

"You like that ass juice? Does it make it easier to swallow my cock? Is your preferred ice cream flavor ass and cock? Funny, I thought it was strawberries and cream. Well I guess that kind of still applies, you'll get plenty of cream from my strawberries, faggot. That's it boy, keep taking it. Going to have to have your mom drive for a bit while we "nap" in the back seat on the way home, no way I can wait for more of this."

The man pulled his cock out of his son's mouth and with a roar sprayed all over his face, adding to the white splotches from his earlier endeavors. He slapped his cock on his face a few more times with a heavy "THWOP", cum clinged to the thick cock as it pulled away slowly, until dripped back onto his slut son's face. The dad smiled while he looked down at his son's icing covered face, with drool and ass juice dripping from his mouth.

"Well at least it never gets old to watch, let's go brother." Said Mo as he flicked the spent cigarette bud at the two exhausted men in the bathroom stall. "Let's head out, we need to get to Chicago before morning if we're going to meet the movers on time."

As they walked out the bathroom, a couple of truckers walked past them. The two brothers winked as they passed, confusing the truckers. As they walked towards their car though they could hear the loud exclamation of "We don't mind if we do, kind sir. He looks like quite the talented son, you should be quite proud and the soft sounds of gurgling echoed out again.

"Maybe this will spread more chaos than we thought after all..." smiled Mo.

CHICAGO

The O'Martin's lived on the south side of Chicago. In a small neighborhood bordering the White Sox stadium called Bridgeport. A large Irish-American population has existed there for a long while, but the neighborhood has become more diverse in the last few decades with a large mix of incomes and lifestyles. The empty lot next to their house finally was sold not too long ago and they were shocked to see a mansion put up in its place. Confused as to why someone would build a mansion big enough for at least three families in their small neighborhood, they were eager to meet the new owners.

The moving truck pulled up at 9 am that day and a large black car with no branding, but definitely a luxury style pulled up around 9:30 am. Jack O'Martin watched with arms crossed as the two men stepped out of their car, with their fancy suits and large frames. He assumed they must be the new owners.

Jack was a contractor who owned a small construction business. He stood at 6' 3'' and has a muscular frame. He often got compliments for his looks and told he had a resemblance to Hugh Jackman due to his similarities in size and beard. He was actually eyeing the lot next door for years, hoping to build a house for himself to his preferences once he got enough money saved up, so he was a bit annoyed when some rich fucker bought it up for seemingly no reason.

As the two older middle eastern men greeted the movers outside their home, they quickly walked inside and Jack went back to his morning business. His wife had passed away 3 years ago, leaving him alone with their son Carter.

Carter had just turned 18 in recent months and took more after his mom's side of the family than his dads. He had blonde hair, thick lips, and thick thighs. He had a weirdly twinkish rugby build, beefy but not swole. Some said he reminded them of Kit Connor from Heartstopper with a thicker ass.

Jack tried to take care of Carter by himself for a while but eventually asked his parents to move in to help out around the house and Carter since his business was taking up a lot of his time. Since then his son had turned 18 and was getting ready to attend university at a local college some of his friends already attended, which would allow him to commute from home. Until then though he was finishing up his last year of high school.

Jack's parents, Charles and Sandy, sold their old home and decided to retire with Jack indefinitely, forming a multigenerational home. Sandy was a bit of a devout catholic compared to the men in the family, often giving them trouble for their lack of religiosity. She was average height with dyed blonde hair typical of older ladies. Charles, Jack's father, was tall like Jack but had put on a few pounds over the years. He had a mustache to be envious of and arm and shoulder hair just as thick, which Carter would often make fun of when they were at the pool or beach.

Things had been weird between Jack and Carter lately. He assumed it was because he was getting ready to go to college and trying to distance himself from his father, but he had also noticed other worrying behaviors. He'd sometimes come home late at night, saying he went to hang out with some friends at the local college that had graduated high school the year prior to him. As long as he wasn't coming home shit faced though Jack didn't mind too much.

Carter on the other hand knew exactly what was going on with him. He was finally 18 and decided to start exploring hook up apps. He started with Tinder but was having no luck with girls. Then after hearing from some of his friends who went to the local university about Grindr and how gay guys would do anything for him, he started having older guys come suck him off pretty regularly in the park down the street. While one young asian twink was sucking him off he mentioned he should check out Sniffies. After that there was no return, an 18 year old boy discovered blowjobs on demand and intended to order whenever he felt like it.

Jack was drained from all the work he'd been doing lately. He decided to take a break and go offer the new neighbors some help if they needed it while introducing himself. He walked over to the new mansion and got ready to learn why they wanted to live in Bridgeport of all places.

As he walked over he heard someone loudly retching, almost like someone was throwing up. He knocked on the door hoping he was not bothering them when someone was coming down with an illness.

Mo answered the door with a broad smile on his face. While Jack was 6'3'', Mo still stood a few inches taller than him to his amazement, he wasn't used to meeting taller men than himself.

"Hello, I do not think we have met, can I help you with anything in particular?" Mo asked Jack.

"No, no. Quite the contrary, I was hoping I could actually help you."

With that, Mo's jovial smile almost turned into a sinister smirk for a moment as he transitioned his face to a new, more confused expression. Jack's dick twitched slightly, but he didn't notice.

"I, uh, mean that... sorry let me restart. I'm not a solicitor or weird religious person or anything, I'm your neighbor Jack O'Martin. My son and parents live in the building next door. I wanted to come over and introduce myself. Perhaps offer you any help if you need it."

"Oh that is quite nice of you, Jack. But no worries, I'm currently getting excellent service from the moving company, more than they probably expected to give to be honest, I can be a bit demanding." Mo stated with a bit of a sinister twinkle in his eye. As he said that I glanced behind him and saw one of the movers in his jumpsuit uniform, with his upper shirt unbutton down to his navel with what looked like spit flowing out of his mouth and his hair messed up. I assumed he was the one who was feeling sick.

"Oh is that who I heard throwing up a bit ago? Do you need any medicine, I can go grab some if yours is still all packed up." Jack stated with concerned eyes.

Mo looked back almost disinterestedly with that constant smirk on his face at the spit covered mover and stated to Jack "No no no, he's okay. He just ate some middle eastern meat I offered him that his midwestern stomach wasn't quite ready for yet, I assume. Trust me it is delicious but strong, so sometimes it takes a few tries before you acquire the taste."

Jack nodded confusedly and let Mo know he'd let him get back to his moving and his meats, with a chuckle as he walked back home.

While he was walking away Mo yelled out, "Wait, Jack, I just remembered. My wife arrives tonight via airplane. She is getting in before my sons get in so it'll be a bit quieter around the house tonight. Why don't you, your son, and parents come by for a little hang out? It'll just be me, my wife Lily, and my brother Mammy. So nothing formal, promise."

"Sounds great, Mo. I'll probably be able to get my parents to come but my son is a bit hit or miss these days. He's got something on his mind and it's not hanging out with his old man these days."

Mo had a good idea of what was on Carter's mind. He intended to fully explore Carter's mind for sure.

"Haha I understand, I had sons that age once, and it can be hard to keep them from burning down the world to get their dicks wet with ass or pussy juice, whatever they can you know?"

Jack kind of awkwardly smirked, nodded and walked home.

"Who was that?" asked Mammy as he sat on the main stairs with his legs spread and the spit covered mover from earlier bobbing his head up and down between his legs, slobbering on his cock as it stuck out of his suit pants.

"I wasn't done with him, Mammy." Mo said as he rolled his eyes. "I was going to fuck with his head a bit by humiliating him in front of the other movers, build up more chaos energy so we could do more. You know I don't have all my powers yet until we start spreading chaos more here. It took a decent amount of it just to lower his inhibitions, you'll waste it all on him sucking your smelly cock."

The latino worker had tattoos covering his arm and face. He looked like he probably served a sentence at some point and this was one of the few jobs that would take him on. The mover was basically forcing himself to choke on the dick at this point, going down to the base and up without concern for his own throat's well being, which isn't the best idea given Mammy's cock was 11 inches long and thick as a redbull can. The worker continued fucking his own throat without any input from Mammy who just sat there passively watching the man, almost bored.

"Remember, I'm greedy. I can't help it," he smirked as the man below him continued to devour his cock again and again, his face covered in more slobber as he assaulted himself.

"I'm having the neighbors over tonight. Remember, we don't have a ton of power yet. So nothing crazy. I'm thinking we have Lily corrupt the dad or grandfather while I work my magic on the son. Easier to come at straight men from a straight angle when low on power. Should be easy enough given their current states, may not even require any power at all, just good old fashion sexual corruption." As he said this his face turned darker and he stared at the worker sucking his brother off and his ass bouncing as his face bobbed up and down on the cock. He walked over to the worker, ripped a hole in the back of his pants and slowly took his 13 inch uncut cock out, the thickest of all his brothers or sons. The true king of Lust. Asmodeus.

He shoved his cock in without any lube, breaking open the worker and helping him see heaven, by first passing through hell. He began rapidly pumping away as the mover's other coworker walked into the scene unfolding before him with shocked eyes. His coworker raping his own throat on a fat, middle eastern mans 11 inch cock while a beast of a man behind him kept pumping his even larger cock in and out of his ass effortlessly, glistening with sweat, cum and ass juice.

"What the fuck, Alejandro?"

The prime evils had arrived in Chicago, and they were just starting to spread their Seeds of Chaos.

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