Date: Tue, 12 May 2009 07:10:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: AD
Subject: Indiana Jones and the Garden of Eden 4

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of Lucasfilm Ltd, Paramount, George Lucas, Steven Spielberg, and Harrison
Ford.  If you are not legally an adult, please leave immediately.

Sorry if Part3 wasn't written that well. It happens. In Part 4, the Dr's
mad plan is revealed. Hope you enjoy.


Indiana Jones and the Garden of Eden: Part 4


The red tide swept onto American shores with hardly any resistance. The
russian soldier's didn't have to fire a shot. There was no fighting. No one
died. The bear had conquered the eagle. But not because of military force
or natural disaster or an act of God. It was because of Eden. Soviet spy's
had contaminated the American water system for days in preparation. Fruit
cocktails from the first garden had slowly sapped away the strength of
their hated enemies, and soon the capitalist pigs were as lazy and oafish
as their animal namesake. Everyone just stopped. They lay down, and
waited. And then the Red Army arrived while everyone was sleeping. They
quickly took control of all military and governmental institutions. The
president and the joint chiefs were brought to Stalin himself, who
administered the final coup de grace, by fucking them mercilessly while
under the affects of the blood-red pear. The American leaders moaned like
whores as their will was stripped from them, shooting their loads
helplessly onto the eagle on the floor of the oval office. Then it was time
to celebrate, and the American people were open season. Congressman,
policemen, coaches, fathers, sons (I'm sure some ladies too I guess) all
had their asses plunged by soviet spears. Entire families became the sex
slaves of the higher ranking military officers. Their communist cocks
charging into Mr. Joe "everyman" Smith's upturned ass, before being removed
and shoving it into Mr. Joe "Everyman" Smith's teenage jock
son. Fucking. Moaning. Cumming.
Shooting. Fucking. Moaning. Cumming. Shooting. Fuck.....

Indiana Jones awoke from his nightmare to find a reality remarkably similar
to his dream. Laying facedown sprawled in the soft, lush grasses of Eden,
his ass was being humped away by a nameless Russian thug. It had been going
like this all night long, and now into morning. Young Indy had lost count
of how many times his boypussy had been ravaged, and also how many times
his own dick had exploded from the pleasure. Eventually he had passed out,
but even that was no escape. His mind was haunted about what the future
held for himself and his country. Of how he had failed, and how the
American dream was about to get fucked in the proverbial ass because of it.

"Tell me Dr. Jones. What are you thinking about?"

Indiana turned his smooth teen face up to see Geistlangor towering over
him, still naked. The German grinned sadistically. Indiana wanted to lie,
wanted to spit in the Nazi's face. But he couldn't. He was compelled by the
power of Eden to obey the ubermensch.

"I was thinking about how I have failed. How the U.S.S.R. will conquer and
enslave my fellow citizens. How I no longer am a man, but instead your
fuckboy.." whispered the once-explorer, fighting back tears. He had fallen
so far. All the while a meathead was still fucking his bum.

"Come now Dr. Jones. Its not nearly that bad is it? If I rolled your body
over, would I not find pools of your pleasure? Every growing boy is horny
and wants sex. What more could you possibly want? You've taken my entire
troop up that pussy of yours," taunted Geistlangor.

Unfortunately for Jones, the soldier started fucking him rather hardly at
that moment, making him moan, proving Geistlangor's point. The soviet came
inside the young Indy's ass, adding another load of spunk to the many
already in there.

The Nazi musclehunk laughed. "You see Dr. Jones. Free will is over
rated. Soon your compatriots will see that too." As Indy gazed up at his
conquerer, his eyes traveled over the perfectly sculpted flesh. He truly
was a superior being. He longed to suckle on Geistlangor's pecs, and feel
once more the colossal manmeat ram its way inside him. He hated himself for
it, but it was true. Geistlangor had made Indy lust for him.

"Sir, can ... can you ummm... can you well... make use of me again?" the
subservience in his own voice sounded so foreign.

"You are here for my pleasure. Never forget that." glared Geistlangor, "but
I am glad you are coming to terms with your new life." With that the adonis
bent over and scooped the newly young American lad off the carpet of sticky
grass. He held the boy in his arms, and dug his tongue deep into his mouth,
tasting him. Pivoting Indy around to face away, he slowly lowered the teen
onto his cock. Jones gasped as the behemoth made its way into his belly...
However, Geistlangor did not proceed to fuck him as Indy expected. Instead
he ungrasped the boy, and let him dangle in front of him. The strength of
the erect mighty fuckstick in his bum kept young Indiana Jones aloft in
front of the giant.

"I expect that feels better now doesn't it?"

Indy just leaned his head back into the nape of Geistlangor's neck in
response.

"Work before play though. And there's a lot left to do before we had back
to Moscow."

Geistlangor then proceeded to go about his business. Barking orders to
soldiers, examining Mendayu glyphs on the walls, studying the magical fruit
of the garden. All the while naked, with a boy embedded on his cock. Indy's
dick drooled as he sat on his master's cock in bliss. The soldiers were
stripping every last fruit, nut and berry from the garden. They were going
to send Stalin a fruit basket from the gods. One which would allow the Red
Army to march across the globe. The beautiful garden of Eden was being
pillaged.  All except for one tree. The one on the hill. The one bearing
white apples..

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Why Dr. Jones. There is still some of you left in that young body of yours
isnt there? Always the seeker of knowledge eh? Yes. That is the Tree of
Life. It is mine. It is my payment."

Geistlangor walked up the mound toward the beautiful tree, so his young
ward could get a closer look. The pure white apple's glistened in the
crystal reflected light.  "And that, my young explorer, is the fabled Tree
of Knowledge," said Geistlangor pointing toward a very small sproutling,
growing in the shadow of the larger tree. Its small delicate leaves, hid
one perfectly shaped red apple.

"Such a small thing to be responsible for so much. Don't you think?"

For some reason, the closer Indy got to the small plant, the hornier he was
getting.

"This is where it all started. Early man took a bite of a delicious red
apple from this tree. And the course of humankind was forever changed. Man
gained awareness. Man saw his own nakedness for the first time. However
unlike the Bible version, he was not ashamed, he lusted. You see Dr.
Jones, this is where man began. This is why the Mendayu worship sex. It is
the first act of man. It is the truest."

But Indy wasn't listening to the history lesson anymore. The proximity to
the Tree of Knowledge was driving him crazy with lust. He grasped a hold of
the trunk of the Tree of Life, and used it to propel himself up and down on
the log in his ass.

Geistlangor laughed at Indy's exuberance. "Careful pet, it would not be
wise to damage my property." But Geistlangor soon was moaning as well...
Indy's smooth boypussy felt like silk on the doctor's fuckmeat, and soon he
was pistoning his dick with full force into the young man.  Indy held onto
the Tree of Life for dear life, as his ass was reamed.

"Not quite as tight as when I first took your cherry son, but I could get
used to this hole of yours.  I'll be sad when we have to say goodbye, when
I hand you over to the Kremlin."

"No Sir, please! Please make love to me forever!" begged the
boy. Geistlangor ruffled Indy's hair and petted him affectionately, as his
cock pummeled him from below.

"While I admit, its tempting, I have big plans child. I can have no
distractions. While Stalin thinks I will be helping him take over the
world, in fact I have designs of my own."

Indy was beside himself in despair. Eden's power made him lust for
Geistlangor, and Geistlangor alone. He couldn't bare the thought of being
separated from his master. Perhaps if he pleased him more, he would be
allowed to stay. Young Indy rotated his hips, bounced with need onto the
doctor's cock with newfound urgency. The German's sausage was reaching new
depths in his young slave, pushing out copious amounts of cum that the
Russian soldier's had left in the boy.  Their seed drooled down both of
them, falling onto the valley floor. Wherever each drop of jizz landed,
flowers burst up from the ground. Geistlangor enjoyed his servants
enthusiasm.  Everything was going as planned.

"You of all people, Dr. Jones, probably have the most first hand knowledge
with the power I plan to wield. Your encounter with the Holy Grail is
legendary in our circles. The power to grant life everlasting. But did you
know the source of that power? That the Grail had been coated in a glaze
made from the fruit of the Tree of Life? I suspect even those false Grail's
power came from a plant in this garden."

As mad with lust as he was, Indy's curiosity was piqued. Even if he was 18
again, and being fucked viciously in the rear, he was still a professor
after all. "What do you plan on doing with this power?"

"I'm surprised Dr. Jones that you haven't figured it out. The Tree of Life
doesn't just make one life forever, it also can bring those back from the
dead. One was taken from our cause before his time. The world still needs
him, and the world shall have him back!" declared Geistlangor loudly, still
ramming Indy against the tree.

"No.. noo... you don't mean!?" cried out Indy finally realizing the
doctor's terrible goals.

"Yes boy! THE FUHRER WILL RISE AGAIN! AND THE WORLD SHALL TREMBLE BEFORE
HIM!" Geistlangor's rod exploded at the triumphant declaration. The doctor
fell to the ground, falling onto the boy, and grinding him into the fertile
earth.  Indy felt the evil doctor's Nazi seed filling him up inside as his
own boydick orgasmed in shame. Indiana Jones had fought the Nazis nearly
all his life, and now he had found himself being fucked by one and loving
it.  Geistlangor insane's plan could not come to pass, but Indy was
powerless to stop it. Where was Mutt? Was he free? He was now both Indy's
and the world's last and best hope. The young Jone's dick continued to
shoot uncontrollably beneath him. Spunk flowed onto the ground, spilling
all about them. And quickly flowers grew. And the mad doctor fucked
on. Fucking Indiana Jones in a pool of blood red roses.

To be continued......

Here are some of my other slash fiction.
Tricking Xander- Gay/Celebrity
Sexually Arrested Development- Gay/Celebrity