Date: Sat, 12 Dec 2015 09:17:43 +0000
From: Rob Armstrong <robarmstrong26@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: SPIKE'S DIARIES: ZURVANI
SPIKE'S DIARIES: ZURVANI
THESE STORIES CONTAINS THEMES OF INCEST BETWEEN FATHERS, SONS AND/ OR
GRANDSONS, WATERSPORTS AND DOMINATION. THESE CHARACTERS EXIST IN AN AIDS
FREE, CONSEQUENCE FREE, FANTASY PARALLEL UNIVERSE AND ARE NOT TO BE
EMULATED.
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NB: See 'Spike's Piercing Parlour' series, November 24th 2012
Top Secret: The following is featured in the research records of
Pentagon operatives George 'Doc' Schultz and Carmine 'Spike' Russo, in
connection with their ongoing studies of the evermore widespread effects of
Formula 51....
SECURITY CAMERA FOOTAGE provided by
FARHAD ZURVANI, 45 years old, Mall Security Duty Officer,
Trinity Mall nr Tyson, East TX
(lifted from files hidden on his home computer hard drive)
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:13: CAMERA 17 MALL GALLERIES, NORTH ENTRANCE
A FATHER AND SON are seen entering the mall from the north lot.
The gallery is otherwise empty of shoppers at this time of day.
Father appears mid 30s, handsome, tanned, dark hair, football
build, approx 6'2". Casual attire - jeans, T-shirt which doesn't quite
meet the belt, exposing a hint of nice furry six-pack.
Son is mid-teens, handsome young stud, features similar to his
father, approx 5'7", loose, low-slung board shorts and lightweight summer
shirt, fully open. A lock of dark hair flops out and over one eyebrow from
beneath a backwards-worn baseball cap
Camera zooms in on boy's exposed torso, revealing lean tone,
flawlessly smooth skin, lightly tanned - tight six-pack and burgeoning
pectorals. Nipples are dark and puffy. Sheen of sweat due to external heat
and humidity levels.
Father also has noticeable sweat patches at pits, front and back of
his T-shirt. His nipples are noticeably erect through the thin fabric.
Boy runs hand over his torso and playfully smears his sweat all
over his father's face. Father mock-grimaces and seizes laughing boy
before he can run, pressing boy's face deep into a damp armpit.
Boy makes as if to push Dad away, yet simultaneously appears to be
nuzzling further into Dad's pit. For a moment he stands straddling his
father's right leg.
Camera zooms in further: son's crotch is pressed up against
father's powerful quads, father's crotch planted into son's lower stomach.
They break apart. Father swats at son's fanny but son is too
fast. They both laugh and move on.
They are both now fully hard and it is clear that neither is
wearing underwear of any kind.
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:20: CAMERA O8, 'REBEL SPORTS' FRANCHISE
FATHER AND SON enter the outlet and begin to examine home-gym
equipment.
Camera zooms in on posterior view of the pair. Both father and son
have taut, firm buttocks. The tops of father's are exposed, rounded and
powerful, pushing plumply at the belt of his low`riding Levis. Boy's are
high and pert.
A powerfully built young salesman approaches them, smiling warmly.
He gestures at an arm-curl machine in invitation. Father and son take
turns trying out the equipment. Father slowly strips his son of his sweat
dampened shirt and the boy sits on the seatpad, his back to the men.
He is now half naked and will remain so for the rest of their time
in the mall together. Due to the low-hung waistband and lack of underwear,
boy's upper crack is also now clearly visible to everyone...
Dad does nothing to cover him up...
Son shows impressive muscular bulk for his age. He and Dad have
clearly been putting in some.... intensive... training time at home...
The blond salesman takes the opportunity to check out both hot ass
cracks on display while Dad stares at his son's smooth globes.
After the arm curl they move on to examine the free weights. When
son bends over slowly... deliberately... to check out the larger plates
more closely, he gives a little wiggle which causes the waistband of his
shorts to pull lower. Both men stand staring, mesmerised, at the sight of
his now half-exposed buttocks...
...Father sees salesman's crotch is now tented and he draws in air
through pouty lips... his own bulge begins to throb and hitch in
response... a little wet patch form at the tip...
...and all the while, son gyrates his rump in little accidental
circles to tease them...
Salesman checks out Dad's lively package and their eyes meet. In
answer to the salesman's unspoken question, Dad nods slowly, a wicked grin
spreading across his rugged face...
Salesman's face turns dark with passion and his mouth opens in what
may or may not be an audible moan of arousal. Dad gropes salesman's ass
through his thin cotton shorts and the blond stud feels up Dad's boner, as
they drink in the young jock's slutty display...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:31: CAMERA 22, 1st FLOOR NORTH-EAST GALLERY
AS THEY LEAVE 'Rebel Sports',father appears to write his phone
number on a scrap of paper, which he then slips down the back of the
salesman's shorts, tucking it into his ass-crack.
He retains his son's shirt and walks a little behind the boy, his
eyes fixed upon his son's ass. He now has an evermore spreading wet-patch
at his protruding crotch.
Son appears oblivious of the near-obscene exposure of his lower
body and strides on ahead nonchalantly.
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:33: CAMERA 20a, 1st FLOOR EAST GALLERY
SON NOW WANDERS some yards ahead of father, who has paused at the
window of a gun store.
Two middle-aged trucker brothers turn the corner and do a
double-take at the sight of the half-naked boy. Son seems unaware of their
scrutiny as they stop to leer, but father watches them nudge and mutter to
each other. One of them licks his lips, stripping the boy with his eyes as
he lays a hand on his brother's hardon...
Father shudders and touches himself...
The truckers move on. Noticing father's blatant hand manipulation,
they both give him a slow, sexy wink. One tosses his head back at son and
nods in approval.
The hot young dad nods back, his tongue tip wetly protruding from
between his lips...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:45: CAMERA 54, EAST MEZZANINE
FATHER AND SON now browse the upper level, arms around each other -
son's hand resting in drying damp patch in small of father's back, father's
left arm draped across son's shoulder, fingertips lightly grazing the skin
just above the boy's nipple.
They enter 'DBO' franchise.
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:45: CAMERA 41, 'DBO' ENTRANCE
THEY ARE THE only shoppers in 'Discount Brands Outfitters'
franchise, a huge warehouse-style clothing outlet. Over in the north-west
corner, a couple of young female sales staff are gossiping as they use a
quiet period to catch up on stock-taking, too busy to take note of the two
new arrivals in the store.
The two males wander out of shot.
A moment later, mall security guard Farhad Zurvani enters. A
handsome Persian immigrant, he is mid-forties, stands 6'2" and has a bulky,
muscular build. He wears a dark beard and has a full head of black hair,
turning silver at the temples. He is dressed in a simple, subtle uniform of
dark blazer and slacks.
He nods to the two sales girls, then sets off in pursuit of father
and son...
...whom he has until recently been monitoring - with increasing
interest - from the security centre, over the mall's CCTV system.
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:46: CAMERA 46 'DBO - MEN'S DEPT ANGLE A'
FATHER AND SON arrive in the menswear department in the far
south-east corner of the outlet. Other than themselves, it is deserted.
Son half-heartedly flicks through a rail of shorts and workout
attire, while father hugs him from behind, arms around his boy, chin
resting on son's shoulder. The scruff of his stubbled jaw nuzzles the
boy's neck and he lazily strums his fingers up and down the kid's washboard
abs.
Now and then he absently flicks a nipple with a thumb nail.
Whenever he does so, the boy puffs out his chest and instinctively pushes
his hips back into his dad.
Father glances around to make sure they are, indeed, alone. Then
he steps back and playfully yanks down the boy's shorts altogether.
Son spins round, laughing, and his rigid boner springs up, flicking
a spray of precum across his father's T-shirt and treasure trail. He gives
father the finger. They play wrestle, until son gets father's belt open
and pulls his dad's jeans down too.
Now both father and son's backsides are completely naked.
Father breaks free and holds up his hands, nodding to acknowledge
that the boy has, if not bested, then equalled him in misbehaviour. They
stand there, panting for a moment, grinning at each other. Father drinks
in the sight of his son's naked, dripping erection as he rubs boyjuice into
his flat stomach.
Then son turns and bends... slowly... to retrieve his board shorts
from round his ankles. Glancing over his shoulder at his fixated father,
he straightens back up, drawing them teasingly up his thighs...
And stops the waistband short, just beneath the curve of his bubble
butt, leaving his bare ass hanging out.
Dad's mouth hangs open, grinning in shocked delight at his son's
blatant exhibitionism. In answer he deliberately leaves his own waistband
lodged where it landed, beneath his meatier, harier buttocks. More, he
turns his back to his son and, feet planted wide, bends over in a leisurely
fashion, under the pretext of retying a perfectly secure boot lace... while
displaying his plump ass and hot, hairy brown-eye to his young son.
Lips pursed, the teen leers at the sight longingly and slips a hand
inside his shorts to grope himself.
Like a pair of naughty frat bros, father and son wander round the
rails with their bare asses hanging out, glancing around from time to time
to check out each other's rear ends...
...each kneading his hardon when he thinks the other isn't
looking...
As son inspects a carousel of aviator shades, father stands back
and gropes himself, ogling his boy's ass. The boy keeps deliberately
dropping pairs of shades on the floor... then taking his sweet time bending
over and picking them back up again...
Father appears to be breathing more heavily now. He whips out his
cell and sneaks off a coupla dozen shots of his son's bare buttocks and
sweaty crack. The hole is pink and moist. He's no doubt considering
posting these pics to some sleazy sex sites to share with other deviant
studs, like those two hot truckers...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 10:57: CAMERA 45 'DBO - MEN'S DEPT ANGLE B'
FARHAD ZURVANI IS watching the whole scene, unnoticed by the other
two, standing half-hidden by the formal wear stand. Two bull balls hang
from the open fly of his grey slacks and the tool he works in his hand is
massive, pierced and slick with dick juice.
He has pushed aside his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and has his
other hand working his nipples in there.
Father and son are escalating in boldness, believing themselves
unwatched. A childish display of sticking tongues out at each other has
now turned into something much more lascivious and they are now wagging wet
tongues in a lewd and suggestive manner...
...Dad licks his lips, getting them all wet...
...Son runs his tongue around his mouth in a wide 'O'...
Zurvani steps foward and they both freeze...
For a tense moment they stand there.
Caught.
Deer in the headlights...
...and yet neither father nor son can fail to notice the
gargantuan... dripping...... middle eastern phallus... and swinging
ballsack... which the guard has left to air...
Holding eye contact with father, Zurvani steps up to son and, with
bold arrogance, places the boy's hand on his greasy arab tool and forces
him to play with it. Both excited and terrified, son grasps the rod tight,
struggling to get his hand around it, and jacks it with mounting
enthusiasm...
The arab then wets a forefinger in his mouth... runs it sloooowly
down the kid's sweaty trench... and casually begins to fingerfuck the
kid's hole...
...right in front of father...
His expression challenges the man to stop him.
Son winces - he has clearly never been penetrated before - and he
now looks to his father to intervene.
But father is too enthralled by the sight of this handsome older
stud taking such... terrible... terrible... liberties with his son -
liberties that he has hitherto, perhaps, lacked the courage to take
himself...
...Slowly father's cell comes out again and this time he begins
filming jack-off footage... of his own son's anal violation... at the hands
of a complete stranger...
...all the while whimpering in passion, kneading his aching
schlong, still trapped in the crotch of his jeans...
...Son's mouth is working in silent pleading, but right now Dad
could give a shit... it's SOOOO FUKKKKIN HOOOOOT... SOOOO FUCKIN
WROOONNNG... his kid's face a conflict of the suffering and pleasure
inflicted by the Iranian daddy's thick... thick... finger...
... son's hips begin to gyrate and he wiggles his ass a little...
...as he starts to pant in hunger, so does his father...
An imperious toss of the guard's head brings father over, nearer to
the pair.
Zurvani grabs Dad's ass with his other hand and drills a finger
deep up HIS hole... dry...
Dad drops his phone. His mouth opens wide and he throws his head
back, shoulders hunched, and he is forced to clamp one hand over his own
mouth to contain his scream from nearby ears.
Zurvani wrenches the finger out of the boy's ass. It's dirty. He
shoves it into father's mouth, startling him, and gets it good and wet.
Father grimaces at the taste and gags, but by then the finger is lodged
back up the kid's chute.
Turned on to see his father also thus abused, son now begins to
really enjoy the slickened finger working his hole and starts to ride it.
Without command, he bends over to get more of that raping finger up his
young, virgin cunt...
...thus bringing his mouth within range of that slick, funky head
with all those dirty, mouthwatering smells...
...a questing tongue pokes out and begins to swipe at the juicy
glans, lapping up juices old and fresh... when he slips the tongue-tip
inside, past the steel ring, the guard begins to buck and fuck that hot
teen mouth...
Zurvani next forces into Dad's mouth the soiled finger from his own
shit-chute. This time Dad's grimace is more thoughtful and he sucks at the
finger a little.
The finger goes back in. Father shudders and starts to work his
hips. He and son gasp, their jaws slack, feverish eyes locked on each
other, sharing this sweet torment as they submit to it. Zurvani bites down
hard on one of son's erect nipples. Son is in ecstasy. Father is infected
by son's pleasure and the pain is clearly fading. Both father and son
writhe on the security guard's THICK probing digits.
Zurvani chews boy-tit and smiles...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 06/17/15: 11:49: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN
PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP
THIS IS EVIDENTLY WHERE the mall cop brings casual hook-ups - and
doubtless blackmailed young store thieves - for his own private pleasure.
The place appears to be in the mall basement... way off the grid,
largely forgotten, and has fallen into serious disrepair, with a stained,
cracked urinal; damp patches in many corners; peeling paint everywhere. It
is a sleazy, dirty toilet to which, it seems, the guard has the only key.
Zurvani and his two new playthings are all stark naked. While Dad
is nicely furry, the Iranian is an absolute ape, covered in thick, coarse
black hair. Son's lithe, muscular form is almost entirely smooth.
Father and son kneel before the alpha's phallus, their hands
tightly roped behind them, fighting over the rod, their tongues duelling
across the pierced, wedge-shaped head. Their lips lock together now and
again, tongues mating, until that juicy head thrusts between them, fucking
the gap it has created and smearing their faces.
Both father and son's nipples are angry and chewed looking, Dad's
linked to boy's by tight chains. Wicked looking clamps pull and squeeze
their distended nubs mercilessly as their bodies writhe... Their faces bear
an accumulation of cum loads, and their hair is still sodden with the
recent shower of strong, salty arab piss they have been subjected to...
Both asses wiggle on black rubber butt plugs, identical father and
son dicks mashed flat against their six-packs, slick with juices and
rubbing up against each other like a pair of rutting serpents as they
feverishly frot...
Zurvani feeds the pair from a bottle of poppers... this is still
clearly pretty new to them, though it is evident he has been teaching
them...
He rips the clips from father's nipples. When Dad cries out,
Zurvani shoves his rod down his throat and pushes son's head down onto his
father's dick.
There is evidence of both family members choking but they persevere
like true jocks, nursing dick and working throat muscles...
Then Zurvani turns, bends forward slightly, and presents them with
his simian shithole. He grabs father and son by the back of their heads,
forcing first one, then another into the forrested cleft of his deep crack.
Son pulls back with a look of disgust, wrenching his head free.
Wrinkling his nose, he shakes his head in refusal.
Dad looks sickened but he allows himself to be drawn in. He too
pulls back and gags. Zurvani's meaty paw crushes Dad's face back up
against his hole and, roughly grabbing Dad's hair, begins to swipe the
young father's face up and down his entangled, gritty trench, using it as
toilet paper...
...son grooooans at his father's defilement and he spurts a little
pre...
...Zurvani growls, enjoying the roughness of Dad's three-day sruff
now sandpapering his soiled anus...
Father resists for a while, but his erection bones up, spewing
juices harder than ever...juices that drown his boy's frotting rod... until
he finally surrenders and pushes in between Zurvani's fat buttocks,
burrowing deep and eating out the Iranian's shitter with gusto...
...now the guard is panting hard and heavy... ahhhh... that
tongue... that
hungry... wet... swiping... swabbing... questing... probing... surprisingly
LONNNNNG... tongue...
...Zurvani grinds his ass back onto him and feeds him a long, hot,
juicy turd...
...Father's tool throbs, jerks and explodes without being touched,
engulfing his son's dick with his copious load...
Watching his father's final conversion to pigslut, son's hips buck,
working his dick against the underside of Dad's tool...
Dad comes up for air, spits out the arab's log and frenches his
son...wantonly feeding him the rich pungent taste of the arab's hot, filthy
shitter...
...and son explodes ejaculate all over his Dad's stomach.
Which, when he is done licking out his father's mouth, he then
starts to slurp off...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 07/20/15: 17:02: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN
PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP
DATE STAMP SHOWS the passing of a month or so. Son and father are
clearly now regular visitors to the Iranian's secret restroom hideaway...
Son shows some growth spurt and his muscle mass is more
developed. His head has been shaved to a number one buzz cut. Crotch and
balls? Shaved baby smooth. His nipples display signs of frequent abuse and
have become more engorged and distended...
Clean-cut soccer Dad is gone. His hair is shaggier and he clearly
hasn't shaved or showered for days. His impressive muscles are bigger,
more cut now. His nipples are newly pierced and sport fat platinum rings,
linked by a weighted chain. His ass cheeks still bear the welts of a recent
strapping. A sexy snake tattoo uncoils from one shoulder and down his back
to point the way to that slutty hole...
Both father and son wear slave collars...
Today Zurvani is wearing his Leather-Master's harness and a black
SM cap. He's on the can taking a dump and smoking a big cigar while Dad
rides his dick like a whore.
Son fellates his father as a fuck machine rams his own ass with a
large pale dildo... there are already several cum loads on the concrete
beneath the kid's still dripping dick, which he knows he will be compelled
to lick up later...
Dad's bladder finally surrenders to the frantic pounding of his
cunt, and he fills his 15 year-old's thirsty mouth with a fountain of
scalding daddy-piss...
...the boy alernates between guzzling Dad's rich, dark urine, and
running his head under the spigot to ensure that his father's salty load
washes him head to toe...
This drives Zurani over the edge. He clamps his cigar in his teeth
as he piledrives himself to climax up Dad's cunt.
The mall cop pushes Dad off and flushes the john. He then kneels
up on the cracked porcelain and thrusts his ass out expectantly.
Son abandons his father's dick. He shoves his face deep into the
big ape's crack, as far as it will go...
Dad meanwhile hasn't cum yet. His Master's cumload still dripping
from his puffy hole, he disengages his son's cunt from the machine and uses
the kid himself. As he rabbit-fucks him, he appears to spur him on with
words of encouragement, relishing the sight of his slutty jock son's
abandonment...
...as he eagerly swabs and devours whatever is left up that hot,
tasty shitter...
...licking... licking..
...chewing... swallowing...
...wallowing... oinking...
...suck-suck-sucking...
...and cleaning him out but GOOOOOOOD...
DATE/TIME STAMP: 07/29/15: 20:44: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN
PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP
THIS EVENING, FATHER is mummified with duct tape to a pillar, the
bindings reaching up as far as his nose. His hard dick pokes out at the
centre.
Son is spreadeagled, bound face forward to a Saint Andrew's Cross,
his wrists and ankles tied in hemp. More rope criss-crosses his torso and
ties off his young dick and balls cruelly. His hole is plugged with a
curly black piggly-wiggly tail... his head encased within a black leather
pig-mask...
All Dad can do is make muffled cries and watch as Zurvani flogs his
son's ass with a long tawse.
For all his screams, son's dick remains rock-hard, and he even
begins to thrust out his red, glowing rump. His pigtail and ass jiggle with
each burning stroke of agonizing pleasure...
The more son screams into his gag, the more Dad's drooling dick
bounces and bobs...
When at last Zurvani tires of the torture, he steps up behind and
rips the tail roughly from son's hole. He begins to piss a dark amber
stream over the kids roasted cheeks and then... staring directly into Dad's
fevered eyes... ploughs his weapon right up the boy's chute...
...still pissing...
Both father and son lose it simultaneously all over the
floor... both cumming and pissing at the same time...
...Now which one is gonna hafta lick THAT mess up off the floor
tonight..?
DATE/TIME STAMP: 08/31/15: 01:33: DISUSED STAFF MENSROOM: ZURVANI'S OWN
PRIVATE MULTICAM SET-UP
FATHER AND SON are bound side by side, bent over a makeshift fuck
horse, each impaled deep on one of the arab's fists. He is in to the
mid-forearm. They french as if their lives depended on it, until the other
men in the room pull their mouths away and onto their dicks.
Maybe twenty men in all are lined up. The two horny truckers from
that first day, two and a half months ago, are among them, as is the blond
sports salesman.
Also present are a couple of shiftless young studs, who can be seen
earlier on these tapes submitting their virgin tails to the arab's lusts
after they were caught shoplifting.
Each man is eager to feed his tool to one or other of the hot,
incestuous jocks... or both...
But Dad and his boy always return to family loving, sharing
anonymous pissloads and cumloads, mouth to mouth.
Dad is especially proud of the cruel-looking steel barbs that
puncture both of his son's recently pierced tits... and how well he
responds to the savage nipple torture these gang-bangers inflict...
...usually with pleas for, 'Sir! More, please Sir!'
While everybody takes a little-time out to recharge, father and son
man the rimseats for some VERY thorough latrine duty...
...they accidentaly come three times apiece, doing that...
Now attention turns to their asses. As the orgy escalates, there
are spitroastings and double penetrations... and not just confined to
father and son, either, who also take their share of ass later on. No,
every hole is a goal, and there are some whose asses are forcibly taken for
the first time ever...
The evening climaxes as Dad and Zurani both take son's hole
together. They plunge up his cunt and ream him mercilessly until his young
dick explodes and geysers rich fountains of cum all over the three of them.
Zurvani smiles and scuffs their heads affectionately. Finally
satisfied - well, for now at least - they make out in a hot, sweaty
threeway...
...and smile for the camera...
FOOTNOTE:
AS FAR AS CAN BE ASCERTAINED BY THIS DEPARTMENT, NO USE OF FORMULA 51 WAS
EVIDENT IN THIS CASE. NOTWITHSTANDING THE POSSIBILITY THAT EITHER FATHER
OR SON HERE WAS EXPOSED TO F51 PRIOR TO THEIR FIRST VISIT TO TRINITY MALL,
THIS CASE CAN BE SEEN AS BELONGING TO THE CONTROL GROUP.
GEORGE SCHULTZ, Phd (honorary) BSc (honorary)
PROJECT LEADER, GROOM LAKE, NV