Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 21:40:49 -0400
From: Nota Stutter <sexualespionage@gmail.com>
Subject: Sexual Espionage Chapter 2

This story is a fanfiction based off of the one shot adult comic Sexual
Espionage by Daria Mcgrain. It was published and copyrighted by Sin Factory
(which was the adult comic moniker provided by Radio Comix) July 2002. If
you would like the contact information for the author, feel free to send me
an e-mail. Other than that, all standard statements apply, if you're not 18
get off, and if you are offended by male/male relations, how did you make
it this far in? As always this is a work of fiction, using fucking condoms
people.

From the last chapter:

Then, with a swift motion he pulled up Storm's pants, but not before
putting a glob of Storm's precum in his mouth. "Dessert." He said simply.
Storm was about to protest being clothed again, when Cobra covered up his
words with his lips. "Come on, we still have a mission to finish and the
item is nowhere near here," Cobra said.

Chapter 2 -

Cobra moved through the darkness as if he was born to it. Barely a tap was
heard as he glided along the floors of the institution. Storm however was a
little slower. He was constantly looking around tip toeing along. Looking
behind him he was quickly slammed into the wall by Cobra's arm.

"Shh," Cobra whispered. "Guards." With a swift motion Cobra disappeared
into a room in the hall pulling Storm with him.

As Storm's eyes adjusted to the slight darkness he realized that Cobra had
disappeared. Storm was trying to figure out where when the lights flicked
on and he turned around to see two guards smirking at him. Both were
bulging out of their very odd guard unifroms that seemed designed to show
off the physical assets of anyone wearing them. Both had closely cropped
hair and being about the same height. The only difference was one's uniform
was brown and the other's black.

"Well, what do we have here?" The black one said.

"Seems like someone wants to interupt our break." The brown one said as his
hand slid down to his crotch.

"I guess that means he wants to join in." The black guard said swiftly
moving towards Storm and grabbing him.

Storm who had been staring like a deer caught in headlights seemed caught
off guard by the exchange and made no movement to stop them. The black
guard moved his arm around Storm's lower back and began rubbing his crotch
against Storm's. Storm who was still reeling from Cobra's battle lust
spectactular found himself with little resistance to the man, his dick
still leaking inside his pants. The brown guard had moved behind Storm and
was grinding his hardening crotch into Storm's perky ass. Both men reached
inside their pants and pulled out their engorged and hardening dicks. Storm
was waking up from his daze and tried to break the hold the two man had,
but the guards forced him to his knees anyways. Just as their dicks were
about to part Storm's lips the black guard screams and blood sprays into
the air. Storm looks at him to see the black guard's dick now decorating
the floor, and his blood as the new wallpaper. Storm backs up quickly as
Cobra's sword slices open the black guard's neck. The brown guard backs up
quickly as Cobra's gun appears as if from no where. Without blinking a
single bullet pierce's the guard's head and his brains start to resemble
some sort of post modern art on the wall behind him.

"Really, you require to much attention to stay out of trouble." Cobra says
blankly at Storm. Storm moves forward and plants a kiss on Cobra's lips,
who not used to this sort of warmth from Storm melts into him. He breaks
the lip lock moments later and slips back out of the room.

Storm quickly follows. The two sneaky sneaky to a room, where Cobra
idicates that they have arrived. Storm pulls out a bottle of chloroform and
damps a cloth he brought with him, before slipping into the large office
room. Lightning illuminates the darkened office as Storm slips behind the
man only known as "The Banker" and grants him unconsciousness. Cobra comes
in and the two smuggled the Banker to an undisclosed location.

As the Banker slowly awoke, he was greeted by the sight of two masked
men. Their voices were clearly being changed by devices he couldn't see and
as he tried to rise up he noticed that he was tied down on a bed, a limb
attached to each post.

"Oh, we have finally woken up, eh?" Storm said in a slight giggle.

Cobra smiled as their job was about to get a lot more fun. "What did
mission control give you?" Storm pulled out a jar of honey and another jar
filled with very ferocious looking ants from Africa which were known to
strip a cow of all of it's flesh in the middle of the night. Storm grinned.

"What about you?" Storm asked inquisitively.

Cobra pulled out a bottle with the label, "Liquid Fire" written on it and
nothing else. "You put it on an it continues to feel like you're on fire
until wiped off."

"Hey, that seems way better than mine."

"You know he's not going to survive this, we might as well take off our
masks." Cobra said. They did so, and the banker finally regaining full
consciousness started screaming and thrashing asking where the hell he was
and what the hell were they doing with him.

"Do you suppose we should gag him?" Storm asked.

"You know, I think I have something for that." Cobra said, and pulled out a
ball gag. He wrapped it around the Banker's mouth who's screams were
immediately muffled.

Storm was idly playing with himself. "You are one sexy man," He said
looking at Cobra.

They both climbed on the bed with only the naked banker between them. "Tell
me how you really feel." Cobra said playfully grabbing the back of Storm's
head and pulling him closer.

"I think that you're the end of all things, with a sexy grin and a smart
attitude, you're going to be the greatest." Cobra smiled, knowing that
Storm's words held no malice. "Only in the end can there be a new
beginning." They kissed deeply and their tongues danced inside their mouths
joined together.

The Banker's dick seemed to twitch as he watched the exchange, which didn't
go unnoticed by the two lovers. "Oh so, you are enjoying our show?" Cobra
asked a wicked tone. "Sweet baby, why don't you join in." Storm said with
mock affection. Cobra and Storm removed their shirts to reveal their taunt
muscles. Cobra's a body builder's bulging firmness and Storm's a swimmer's
tight and fit physique.

Cobra reached down and began rolling the Banker's balls around in his hand
watching his cock respond. Storm pulled out his honey and rubbed some along
the Banker's chest, then he shook out a couple of the ants which
immediately attached themselves to the Banker's chest. Storm slid down next
to the Banker circling the honeyed spot being torn apart by the ants with a
finger rather gently.

"Does that feel rather good I wonder? Do you enjoy how they can't resist
tearing you apart?" Storm chuckled, his own dark sense of humor reasserting
itself. The Banker's eyes were tearing up as the pain filled his
head. "Maybe you shouldn't fuck around with those who have the ability to
come back harder, better, faster, and stronger than you" He said rather
coyly.

Cobra who hadn't really seen this side of him, unless he assumed it to be a
mental backlash from some dark traumatic event that he thought consumed
Storm's mind, was wildly turned on. And he watched as Storm continued.

Storm moved his head so his lips were brushing against the ears of the
Banker, "Really, did you think a day would come when you wouldn't pay for
this. When we didn't tear your soul apart piece by piece for the torture
and humilation you feel able to inflict upon others." Storm's hand was
slowly sliding down the Banker's body whose dick was hovering in a
semi-flaccid state due to the pain he was feeling. Storm reached and
grabbed the Banker's balls, fondling them gently and smiling as his dick
once again overcame the pain and started to stand erect. Then, with a swift
motion he twisted the man's balls around, cause the Banker's body to writhe
in agony.

"Oh no, what's this? Does the puppy not like it? Will you stand at my door?
Will you watch me through my window? Will you throw rocks to get my
attention? What will stop you? How many songs will you play for me?" Storm
said into his ear as he ground his dick up against the Banker's side
causing the Banker's dick to remain completely erect.

Cobra opened up his bottle and poured some on to the Banker's stomach
making his body once again sink into the depths of pain and agony. His
hands and legs thrashed against the bindings, trying desperately to
escape. He knew that there was none, but he tried anyways. Storm's hand
brushed into the mixture and he looked at his hand as it stat to feel like
he was burning. He stuck a finger in his mouth and savored the taste as his
body felt it was being wrapped in flames.

Cobra grabbed Storm's hand and licked the rest of the mixture off, his body
was on fire as his dick started leaking a visible spot onto his pants.

"Cobra, I think there is something that desperately needs my attention."
Storm said eyeing him with a smile far to seduction for Cobra to be able to
resist. Cobra unzipped his pants and his dick sprang out of his pants, the
precum leaking in a steady stream and pooling beneath him. Sitting up Storm
took hold of the meat and flicked his tongue out to taste his new favorite
treat. A moan escaped Cobra's lips as he realized this boy whom he thought
was a fragile shell of a human being was a man, who was slowly wrapping his
warmth around him like a breezy summer day. Storm engulfed Cobra's fuck
stick with one engulf enjoying the scent of his sweaty male scent. He
tasted the precum as it filled his mouth and slid down his throat. Cobra
gripped Storm's head with his silky hair as he began sliding his dick in
and out of his son's mouth. Then he pulled him up to face him, Cobra
sliding his dick inbetween Storm's legs.

Cobra looked Storm in the eyes, even while trying to distract him, he knew
he had Storm's attention, "Never pretend that what you have done is
insignificant or that it had no repercussions upon me." Storm gazed back,
"If death is the only thing that will save me from a chilly hell, then I am
yours to kill. So long as we may speak about it once, and consider it a
past that should never be looked upon, mentioned, or remembered." Cobra
considered this, knowing full well that is was probably the best solution
if any forward movement was going to be made and pushing Storm back down on
to his dick, he agreed and relented.

Storm fervently went engulfed his dick again, sliding his tongue around
making it wet so that it could slide up inside of him. Cobra gave him a
couple of seconds before turning him around and fucking his ass once
again. Releasing his load deep inside of Storm he thought that they should
continue, but Storm had other plans. He went around behind Cobra and spread
open his cheeks flicking his tongue against Cobra's now twitching
asshole. Then, with the male scent filling his nose, he impaled Cobra's ass
with his tongue swirling it around inside of him. Cobra pushed back against
Storm's face from the unexpected pleasure. Storm came up behind Cobra, his
dick sliding into the slick crevice of sweet man ass. Then, he pushed
inside Cobra finding his prostate and working it for what he was worth. As
he got close he filled Cobra's hole with his own cum.

The two lovers were exhausted as they looked over at the Banker. With a
second wind they set about continuing to torture him. Until finally, he was
almost spent, and Cobra grabbed his sword and plunged it into the Banker's
chest. As the vile blood spewed forth gushing in all directions. Cobra and
Storm grinned.