#Genesis

"They're finally ready, Sir ... Justin Bieber, Fergus Riordan

and Dakota Goyo", The Scientist replied, making some notes briefly on his

clipboard, and then asked, "But where will you keep all three clones, Sir?"

"An island", I answered, "My own little one just off

Maldives ... Tell me, Doctor, why did you need so many of my pictures, a video

of me, and even a sample of my DNA? How am I a part of their creation?"

"We factored it all in. The technical details are rather

tedious to outline. But in the process of manufacturing these boys for you, we

had to give them each a personality. Since they were made to all be already 14 years of age, they also needed predefined preferences. We've done

many things. As you requested, we increased their sexual receptiveness. In

addition, we genetically engineered them to be absolutely sexually attracted to

you", he replied.

"Made it their official job to love me", I said softly to

myself as we walked into the room in which the boys were about to wake for the

first time.

It was less a ward, more a bedroom. It was actually a

pick-up room. I felt as if I'm going to buy a brand new car straight off the

showroom. Three in fact. The room smelled sweet. Thin rays of sunlight were

everywhere. It was probably the closest I'd ever get to the feeling of entering

a heaven for the first time. And there they were. My three wishes ... Asleep.

Cuddled up together on the bed in white oversized t-shirts and shorts. Their

legs, arms and slender bodies curled in and out, delicately wrapping around

each other. They looked so perfect, comfortable and complete. The sight of the

boys together felt like a never-ending foundation of layers and layers of boys,

like decadent layers of moist sponge cake and double-thick cream blending

carefully together.

"When will they wake-up?" I asked impatiently with my heart doing a break-dance in my chest.

"I thought I'd give you the pleasure ... They are your

property after all", smirked the Scientist as he left, leaving the door to

swing slowly shut behind him...

#TheIsland – Day1

Dinnertime and our table was in the ankle-shallow stretches

of water just off the shore. The waves came in trickles but I could still hear

them breathing. I felt as if the night had blue hues in its colour-palette tonight.

Bright blues stars. Dark blue water. Candlelight. Blues flames. Navy blue

sea-roses in full bloom on the sand. And Fergus ... in deep blue swim-briefs.

"Did you know the stars are actually holes, punched thru by

old trapped birds in the black blanket of the night sky?" I asked.

"I thought they were giant balls of flaming gases in space",

Dakota said proudly, "And the ones that burn twice as bright, burn half as

long"

How did they know so much? For clones, they seemed perfectly

natural. And naturally perfect. The four of us spoke and laughed the night

away. But there was always something dark, mysterious and naughty pulling just beneath

the surface of our night. Blue is the colour of lust and obsession after all. (Genetically

Engineered Trait #1: All the boys have heightened sexual receptiveness. They're

always horny. I could sense this in the little things they said and did)

"True. You're good" I told Dakota and giggled as I ruffled

his hair with my fingers.

"When I'm good, I'm very very good. When I'm bad, I'm

better" he replied with a naughty half-smile.

Justin chased some little blue moon-fish with his feet in

the water under his seat. It was as if he was deliberately trying to boast his

beautifully free-flowing legs. What he was doing left him in a rather

provocative position with his legs spread widely on his chair. He smiled cutely

at me and then said quietly, in that smooth-soft voice of his, "Spread me open

slowly. Lick me with your tongue. Dip me in your milk ... Damn, Oreos are soooo

good!" He grabbed the Oreo jar

excitedly.

It's so easy to lose yourself in another world. So easy to

lose control. Like you're watching yourself from the outside. A story that

writes itself. You forget to track the path of things. They just happen. And

you let them.

Back inside the house and it was far passed any normal bedtime.

Justin was tugging at Fergus's briefs which started a wrestling match between

the two of them on the bed. Dakota was sitting on my lap facing me. Like a son.

Or a little brother. But we both knew he wasn't.

Amidst all the noise, screaming and laughing, Dakota's smile

suddenly faded to seriousness, and he whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck

me so hard"

There was a tingle on my ear where Dakota's lips gently

brushed me as he said it. I almost didn't notice that Justin and Fergus weren't

wrestling anymore. They suddenly grow quiet too. Were they kissing? When I

finally looked directly at them, they appeared to be biting each other's lips

out. It looked cruel. It looked passionate. And I could tell they were having a

wickedly fun time.

"Sorry I left a bite mark ... I tried not to bite that hard"

said Fergus to Justin looking completely guilty and super-cute.

#Waterbed

A huge cumulative energy just burst forth. I didn't even get

time to think about it. There was just too much happening. I was hypnotised by

Dakota's blue eyes, distracted by Fergus's green ones but in love with the

sheer purity of Justin's hazel ones. There seemed to be eyes like laser-beams

all over the place. And so were there ripped clothes and pillows littered like

snow and ice.

Everything had been cloaked in sensuousness to the point

where details seemed fuzzy and languid. We were pressed up against each other.

Naked skin on skin. It felt so refreshing. All at once I felt them around me.

Cool parts then warm. All that silky flesh. Moving and exploring. Kissing and

biting. Inside me, outside me and all over. Unable to distinguish one boy from

the other in the ecstasy of just being swallowed in a soft cocoon of all three

of them. They felt firm and defined as if they had been regular athletes all

their lives. At the same time they had skin as soft as babies'. Their bodies

felt so new. Skin tone in complete balance. Not a mark, not a crease. Entirely

and absolutely perfect. We're sensual beings. We love that.

Then there was this moment in which I was lying on my back

and all of their hands were exploring my raging hard-on. My cock was lost in

this consuming mound of six of the prettiest hands ever. They acted like the

animals they always tried to hide. Then their warm and wet mouths were

suctioned on my cock, lips and tongues in a thousand overlapping paths about it.

But the sexiest feeling was my cock being rubbed my all six of their gorgeous

young feet at once. Their feet had stunning natural sensuality. My cock was

sliding between smooth ankles and high arches. Their feet were so perfectly boyish

but also so soft and silky - they were literally new, barely used.

What would you feel if you had hotter versions of your

favourite celebrities hot for you? There were bright capsules of light burning

in Justin's eyes. He looked so cute when he was horny that I just couldn't

ignore him – My dream wrapped in a wish. I wanted him so bad. And to keep him. He

was so slim and exquisite. His gorgeousness was indescribable. Deliciously-looking pink nipples. Sun-kissed

curvatures and crevices. He was just covered in hotspots of fuckability. The

greatest shocker was Justin's cock (Genetically Engineered Trait #2: Justin has

a monster cock. It's the longest cock I've ever seen! Especially for a

14-year-old. Many large cocks come at a price of obscurity, but not Justin's.

His cock was of amazingly balanced shape. It didn't look clumsily big. It

looked agile and athletically big. Like something only fault-free robots in a

production-line could construct)

"Touch me there", Justin whispered. His voice made me

shiver. Those words sent a strong answering pulse through my body. His tongue

curled around syllables that weren't there, like a promise.

I felt his cock with my fingers. His whole body jerked at my

first touch, and he closed his eyes. Its smoothness. Its power ... He was

moaning slightly in my ears. I pressed it, poked it and wanked it until it

leaked. It was so hot and slippery. He was biting his bottom lip the entire

time. Just looking at those angelically-crafted lips made me just want shove my

cock down his throat. I continued to rub its pre-cum over his cock-head and then

sucked it dry. He was trembling all over. I never expected to want to suck him more and

more.

"You're delicious! I can't resist" I moaned out before I

rubbed his cock-tip into every corner of my mouth and throat. That skin was

electric to the inside of my mouth. I licked him like a cherry lollipop. It

needed so little force to just slide through. To just glide into. (Genetically

Engineered Trait #3: All the boys leak sweet pre-cum. The taste is addictive.

It reminds me of exotic litchis with a subtle hint of lime)

"Mmmmmmmmmm ... yeaaaaaaahhhhhh ... suck that up" he hummed

out.

And then his cock grew longer in my mouth! (Genetically

Engineered trait #4: Justin can voluntarily change the length of his dick at

will. He can grow it longer and thicker within a second or two. It's a

priceless sight to watch it grow and adjust – it looks fucking sexy! Like a

superpower. It's a wonder how it works. What a system this boy is)

I found his mouth with mine and kissed him. He pulled away

and smiled victoriously. There was something both frustrating and madly

arousing about that. His restraint made something burn low and deep in my

belly. And then his mouth, Oh God his sexy mouth. We kissed again and every now

and then he'd pull away just a little, just enough to make me want to drag him

back, before getting a teasing lick with that perfect curling tongue of his. It

set all the nerve endings in my upper lip on fire. And then our mouths truly locked.

(Genetically Engineered trait #5: Justin's tongue is like a fucking anaconda! I

loved the feeling of it invading my mouth. I broke the kiss and bit his juicy

pink boy-lips while I pulled out his tongue with my fingers. I loved the way it

slithered and tickled me)

Then I slowly sank down my cock into his mouth and his

tongue wrapped around it, swirling and twisting around it coupled with the

motion of his head sliding up and down. I had my fingers through his hair. I

couldn't believe that sight in front of me, bowed down to my fuck-stick with

his butt angled high. I positioned his neck straight and then forced my cock

all the way down his throat. He didn't even gag, but I could feel his throat

muscles contracting around my cock as I entered them. While I was fucking

Justin's mouth, Dakota had snuck under me, had his mouth attached to my balls

and massaged them with his tongue as his little nose rubbed the base of my

dick. What a combo.

Fergus looked like a little puppy yearning for attention.

His long Spanish-boy hair was covering his eyes but I could still see those

slivers of green burning with lust. Fergus has the slickest 14-year-old body on

the planet. He had the smoothness and flow of a girl, with the athletic feel of

a young boy. If you look closely you can spot smooth natural abs on the hugging

wings of his torso - It's something

you'd want to make your pillow for life. Those dimples and smile were simply irresistible.

And his neck, oh his neck was so succulent and tantalising with its intricate neckline,

patterns of delicate boy muscles and just valleys of pure silkiness. I dug my

teeth into it again and again until it bled, while I pressed the length of my

cock up against his and dry-fucked him. His erection was of impressive

proportions.

I loved Fergus's

bellybutton – it blended in so cutely on his taught tummy. It was so cute that

it frustrated me. I tried to bite the sides of it, but my teeth couldn't find a

grip. Its delicious puppy-like smell was driving me insane too. How

appropriate. Fergus giggled as I tried and tried. He arched his back to push

his tummy out to give me better access but it barely helped. Then I stuck my

tongue in (Genetically Engineered Trait #6: Fergus's bellybutton is fuckable! I

don't understand how)

I stuck a finger into his bellybutton. Then another. Fergus

was holding my hand as I fingered him, as if unsure whether to stop me or force

me in harder. He was looking down at what I was doing and his head angled in so

cutely. A trickle of moisture was leaking from his cock. I couldn't resist it

any longer. I lifted myself up on my knees and guided my cock in. It was a bit

of an intense squeeze. But then my cock was all the way inside Fergus's tight

wet bellybutton and I was fucking that hot taught abs and smooth tummy of his. Its

slipperiness was making me go all funny inside. His slick hard dick bobbed up and

down as I fucked in and out. The whole scene blew my mind. It looked so awesome.

"Awww ... That. AHH!! Tickles!!! But it feeels ... AWWWW!!!

SOOO GOOOD!! UHHH! AHHHWW!!!" moaned

Fergus through wet smacks of penetration, with his green eyes rolling back in

his head.

"I was going to fuck this boy" I thought, now that I had

gotten the taste of actual fucking and I could barely stop. I pulled out of

Fergus and he looked like someone had just cut off his air-supply.