Snowglobe: Part 3 - Stains from the Tree

Snowglobe: Part 1 - Christmas

Snowglobe: Part 2 - Ripples form a Cope

 

Hunter waited patiently for Sam to get back, heard the window getting pulled up again and shook gently in bed; like a trained puppy hearing the door open. Hunter waited for Sam to take his clothes off and get into bed. Watching and waiting for Sam to get in, Hunter leaned his foot towards Sam’s and felt his cold skin. 

 

Sam turned at the feeling, putting his chest towards Hunter’s forehead and sighing. He moved his hand to Hunter’s head, rubbed his hair softly and rhythmically, but also clearly tired.  

 

Hunter didn’t say anything, lying there quietly as his brother comfortably rubbed his head. Hunter closed his eyes and drifted soothly, his brother’s warmth next to him along with the nicest head rub ever. 

 

After a few minutes, Hunter could tell that Sam was drifting to sleep. Hunter moved his leg up more into Sam’s, pressing leg to leg and adjusting his head. 

 

“So, how was it?”

 

“Mmm…” Sam moaned. 

 

“How was it? What’d you end up doing?” Hunter asked, wide awake. 

 

Sam groaned and sighed, stretching his arm out and turning his body to get more extension. 

 

“Mmm… it went fine…” Sam interrupted himself with a yawn and scratched his own head. 

 

“What’d you end up doing?” Hunter asked again. 

Snowglobe: Part 2 - Ripples Form a Cope

 Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait for Part 2. Had some things to sort out and so forth. But here it is! 

And I've decided to collaborate with a very talented and patient artist for these next 2 parts! His name is TerrorToxico and here is his deviantart page.  I would like to take this opportunity to thank him for his work, understanding and consistently being awesome. I love what we've done and I really hope you guys appreciate it too :)

 

 

Snowglobe: Part 1 - Christmas

 

 

 

Sam started to rouse, shaking softly and moaning as he started to come to. The pain of his Krampus induced condition hasn’t left and is sickening, burning his vision and stomach. But it's less intense than it was earlier, before he passed out. Now he could gently stir himself. It brought him back into this world and he tried to bring his hands down to cradle his aching balls… but he couldn’t pull his hands down. 

 

Sam looked up, his eyes straining against the lights above him. But as he adjusted he saw it. His hands were bound by chains attached from above. He shook his hands and they were stuck in place, bound by something beyond Sam’s control. He shook and fought, groaning as he tried to lift his legs. But it strained his stomach and the pain crippled him; the young wrestler crying out, whimpering as his head fell down, dark blonde hair a wet mop on his head.

 

“My baaalllls, fuucck… uhhnnn…” Sam whined, looking up. In front, he sees the Krampus and screams out, shocked by the terror smiling back at him. 

 

“Jesus! Fuck, fuck you!” 

 

The next moment, Sam’s tight, revealing underwear were pulled down to his knees and his heavy, swollen balls were accosted and strangled by Krampus’ large, leathery hand. Sam’s eyes opened full, his mouth wide in an 0 over his teeth and body clenched in response. Suddenly, every single thing he’s experienced tonight has come back to him, and it drained him all over again.

 

“Uhhhhaaaa…noooo, noo moooree…”