*** Flex-dance Star Power Strike Force *** *** Chapter Eleven ***
Enough time had passed that the color-coordinated thongs had given us pretty sharp tan lines.
Ivo and Raja had both gotten bigger nipple rings. I had dyed blue streaks into my permanent undercut. Makoto was planning on some tattoo, but hadn't made up his mind about the design yet.
We were almost settled into a normal life.
But still, there was a battle to be won. Thane had no luck figuring out where Barnabas's coffin was hidden, so we had no way of attacking.
We needed vampiric records to learn about the necro-lord's lair. Of course, the place where those records were kept was also secret.
The four of us slowly flexed in the nude, once again out of chastity.
Ivo tried new poses to get energy into his arms, like side chest which pumped magic right from the lats into his biceps. Makoto was dancing at me as I wiggled my ass to get the flow rushing past my pierced navel.
"Everybody ready?" the counselor asked.
We mumbled general agreements. I couldn't wait to cum again but I was sufficiently used to chastity that I could have kept going, letting magic leave me and drawing in new one.
"Shoot!"
We hit poses into the middle of the room, Ivo and me doing the abs-thigh flex, Raja hip thrusting with his legs far apart and Makoto showing off his lean gorgeousness with most-muscular.
Four shining cum strings splashed into the air, spiraled lazily around our center and merged into a downward web. They formed a puddle on the floor and grew transparent.
Our effort paid off as hoped – the clairvoyance of a magic boy quartet was sufficient to get past the vampiric scrying shields.
Through the foggy puddle we got to see the insides of an abandoned church. Pieces of the ceiling had crumbled to the floor, all windows were painted black, the brick walls were fully exposed. The only illumination came from candelabras in all nooks and corners.
The perspective shifted.
Where the altar was supposed to be, we could see tombs in stacks, shelves and chests.
"There," Thane said. "A war-skull. It would know where to find Barnabas."
Indeed, there was a lone, unsuspecting skull on a side table, surrounded by unlit candles. Two vampires came into view. The ugly-faced creatures wore black priest robes.
Again the vision changed, to show the outside. An overgrown church at night, surrounded by a patrol of five undead servants.
Then... I felt a pull.
"Hey Donnie," Raja said. "I feel like something's pushing me into the puddle. You too?"
"Sort of," I said. "It's more of a pull, I'd say. Like... when we were directed toward the teleports at the end of our adventure with the..."
"Donnie!?" Raja said, with urgency. "Are you moving?"
I looked down. My feet were sliding along the floor without meeting resistance. We all got drawn toward the puddle.
"Magic wants to be free," Thane said. "Even if the timing is bad."
Ivo grabbed Raja by the arm and pulled him over on the frictionless-floor. "Quick, fuck me!"
The beautiful boy shoved his dick between the massive, bouncy globes and fucked away. Makoto began to dance and I took the hint and flexed, too.
We weren't quite fast enough to get everything done before we dropped into the puddle. Thane threw our puppy tail plugs after us and we vanished into the whirling storm I hadn't seen for some time.
This wild magic dropped us off inside the church.
I realized that we were not oiled up. The vampires would smell us instantly. Furthermore, only Ivo wore the proper collar. I had my flimsy, spiked choker and the other two boys had simple, broad leather collars.
We stumbled into a nook, but there was no doubt they knew we were here.
"Are you fucking charged?" Makoto asked me, in a panic. "Donnie!?"
"I... think so?"
"Shoot it the fuck inside me."
"Are you lubed up?"
"No time, get the fuck in."
Ivo stepped out of the alcove, his hand on Raja's ass, so he could keep dragging the boy behind him, dick still in ass.
Under the Japanese boys' deep, pained groan, I shoved my hard dick into his tight and only a little bit moist hole. Fucking wasn't easy but the extreme chafing added just the stimulation I needed to get off, despite the dangerous situation we were in.
Ivo engaged the vampires. I could only see the big boy as he screamed a guttural "Fuck yeahhh!" at them in his flex pose and created a sunburst.
The spell fizzed out quickly, having apparently caused nobody to turn to ash.
Shouting something long and rapid in Croatian, Ivo grabbed debris off the ground and threw it at the attackers I still couldn't see.
I came forcefully, most of my cum slipping right out of Makoto's hole.
We had no choice but to join the fight. I stayed back and flex-danced for my life while the lean muscle boy swiped a candelabra off the ground and raced at the vampires.
Both pale creatures had taken position at Ivo's side and waited for the boy's next move.
Where had Raja gone? I couldn't see him anywhere.
My foot hit an anal plug. Thane had lubed them before tossing. I could use some of the lube to prepare my own hole as well as my dick. No telling in what way I'd have to support my friends and lovers.
Makoto blew his load. His power and mine inside him together made for a passable spell, slamming the vampires with a good battering of projectiles. They were flung far enough to give Ivo an opportunity to flee back to us.
I offered a second plug I had just picked up and said, "I think I can charge up in a few seconds."
"Good," Ivo said as he grabbed the plug and rubbed its lube on his hole. "But I don't think we can fight them. We can't charge that fast."
Raja suddenly stood beside me. "I have an idea. Let's form a chain."
He directed us while the robed creatures were still recovering. A bell rang. Perhaps an alarm for the patrol outside.
Our "chain" was quickly established.
Ivo faced the vampires. My dick was right in his delicious ass and humping. Behind me was Makoto fucking me and Raja was at the end of the four-fuck with a puppy plug up his ass.
All of us flex-danced.
Maybe together, we could produce enough juice for a spell in time to put up a fight.
"We need to sync up!" Raja shouted. "Everybody hammer your thighs."
I slapped my legs and got the blood and magic pumping.
"Ass!"
We flexed in unison.
"Abs! Lats! Abs again! Lats again!"
Ivo hit double biceps and grunted. "I think I got it."
The buffest star power strike force member roared as his dick erupted into a load of projectiles. They were erratic and sparks flew between them. Their paths diverged and slammed into everything in reach.
A few windows broke. At the same time, the door was torn open and all five zombies barreled in.
Holding onto each other, we flexed in a double wave – from bottom to top via ass, abs and arms, plus from back to front as Raja's hump traveled forward.
"Got it," Ivo said and cummed a flickering sunburst, light spasming like a lens flare.
The undead servants screeched and jerked back.
"Can we win?" Raja asked. He didn't have a good look at what was happening.
"I don't know," I said. "We need the war-skull, right?"
"I can get it," Raja said.
"No!" Ivo yelled. "We need the whole chain." He most-muscular-ed and produced a shield of wobbling cum-strings with many holes in the structure. It broke off his dick and crashed into the oncoming zombies.
The vampires were noticing that our attack hadn't gone so well and were regrouping with their zombies into a semi-circle. If they rushed at us from different angles, no singular spell could catch them all.
"Ivo," I yelled. "We need the war-skull."
"But Donnie... Fine! Stay together. I'll make it work."
"Flex," Raja said. "Thighs, abs, ass. Now lats. Keep humping."
Ivo cast. It was not the shield web I was familiar with. The cum strings broke apart into finer, longer threads and zoomed past the undead – toward the altar space.
Just as the vampires attacked, the spell returned to us. Ivo slipped off my dick and dove out of the way. Makoto pushed me to the side and jumped at the fanged creature.
The muscle boy threw his weight diagonally at the enemy, half bounding off him so they fell in different directions. Raja caught something flying through the air – the spell had retrieved the war-skull.
I felt a pull in my calves.
"Donnie?"
"Yeah, I can sense it too. This way."
We four wannabe-mages ran out of the church. Ivo carried our three unused plugs, Raja carried the fourth in his ass plus the war-skull in his arms.
The pull directed us toward the teleportation site and we plunged into the golden swirling. We were deposited in our home street.
Our price was a human skull – no fangs – with a crown branded into the top half.
Back at the counselor's place, Thane congratulated us, grabbed the skull and left to "interrogate" the object. However that worked.
Left alone, we spent the night viciously fucking each other's brains out. Four teenage boyfriends after battle – that's a lot of hormones.
The sun rose in front of the little, forgotten chapel.
We had opened the door and broken the windows. Light was streaming in, illuminating a standing coffin so ornate it could have been a pharaoh's sarcophagus.
I was full of cum. Both in the sense that I was ready to orgasm any second, and in the sense that three boys' juices were sloshing in my guts.
We were truly naked – no sandals, no oil on our skin, no butt plugs, no scrunchies, not even collars, except for Ivo's who wanted to keep his as a fashion item.
"Ready?" asked the thick kid.
"Fucking yes," Makoto said.
"Let's fuck up an undead bitch," I said.
Raja hip thrusted the air. "Ready as I'll ever be."
Ivo smashed his crowbar across the standing coffin's many decorated locks, then showed off his arms by breaking the necro-lord's bed open.
As the coffin's lid popped away, Ivo rushed to take his place with us.
We watched the container expose a sleeping Barnabas.
Hit by sunlight, he woke up screaming. Smoke rose from his skin. Any vampire would have been finished already, but not an ancient necro-lord. He could fight long enough to escape underground and recover.
That's why we were overcharged.
"Now!" I yelled.
We hit our flexed poses and released an orgasm-spell each.
Four sunbursts just as bright as the real thing behind us were aimed at Barnabas.
His hair burned away and the smoke covered his entire body.
"Again," Raja shouted.
I abs-thigh posed myself into my second orgasm and once more four magic suns – plus the real one – came down on the lord.
Barnabas went up in flames.
"Fuck yeah!" Makoto yelled with a grin. "Again."
A third time, the necro-lord was assaulted by light and his body deformed as his joints crumbled to ash.
"Aaaand one last time," Raja said.
My final orgasm-spell flared up and Barnabas collapsed into a pile of smoldering remains. We had won our freedom.
Makoto grabbed me by the neck and kissed me deeply.
"I can't believe it," Ivo said. "No more chastity."
"Well," Raja said. "I think I'll go back to it every now and then."
"Same," I said as I tore myself loose from the lean muscle boy who went on to assault the thick one. "I wonder what Thane is planning now. We'll have to move out, don't we?"
"No clue," Raja said as he drew me into a hug. "But we'll stick together anyway."
"Fuck yeah, nothing tears apart the star power strike force."
"Um... when did Thane say he was going to get us?"
"I don't know," I said as I felt Makoto's hand on my ass. "But I bet it's enough time to make me cum."
THE END
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