Summer heat stories

3.

Peace had arrived on the beach. The good and bad Sanses had mixed up and left in pairs to have fun. Error had faded somewhere and Cross and Dream went fishing. Killer wanted to go swimming in the water. He wanted Horror and Dust with him, but they decided to stay seated on the beach. Dust promised to throw him a lifebuoy when Killer would drown. Killer floated casually and enjoyed the cool sea water. Nightmare came behind him and said he wanted to touch him a little. Killer got excited about the idea and relaxed. He felt the tentacle fondled in his tibia and continued into his femur. The soft, resilient appendage kept rising higher near his hips. Killer sighed with pleasure and hummed from satisfaction. Nightmare also started to get really aroused and he was ready to penetrate Killer's pants until he felt something stabbing his tentacle and pulling him away. He lost his balance and sank under water. Killer woke up from his pheromone coma, wondering why his partner stopped touching. Then he felt the gentle tentacle again continue to touch him. But this time the touch was pungent and that pinching feeling intensified all the time. It didn't bother Killer. He just liked how Nightmare liked to torture him a little. However, he did not notice that the jellyfish had swum caught him and was stuck in his pants. Its stinging tentacles heated Killer's sensitive places.

Killer: "Yes, Boss, more please, I love it."

Horror and Dust lay on the beach watching Killer move restlessly alone in the water.

Dust: "Who is he talking to?"

Horror: "I don't know. Maybe he's got too much sun and rave alone."

In the middle of the duo's conversation, Farm Sans came to them. He wanted Horror to come talk to him. Horror thought for a moment, but agreed to leave with him. Dust stayed on the beach to watch a murderous ex-couple walking away. He wondered what they could say to each other and who this new, unknown threat was. He wanted to get to know his enemy, so he decided to go after them. He didn't even have time to get up when he heard a heartbreaking scream from the water.

Killer: "Aaaa, my pubic bone is on fire! It burns so badly!"

Dust: "Ah shit, here we go again."

A little further afield Cross and Dream fished from a small boat. The catch had been caught on Dream's lure, which he wound closer for a long time.

Dream: "It's probably going to be a big fish when it resists so much. I've been tiring it for a long time, but I'm afraid I'll get tired faster."

Cross: "Don't worry, we will get it on the boat. I'll help you."

Cross went close to Dream and gently layed his arms around him. They looked at each other affectionately as they coiled the line shorter together. Meanwhile, from the depths rose to the surface their dark prey, who looked at them angrily.

Nightmare: "Cross, stop touching my brother!"

Cross: "Sorry, boss. I didn't know you were at the other end of the line."

Dream: "I wouldn't have guessed I was going to dine on octopus today."

Nightmare was furious and tried to get on the boat, at which point Dream kicked him back into the water.

Dream: "Cross, take the oars and row us far from here as fast as you can."

Cross thought it was better to listen to Dream in this case and he started rowing so hard that his joints snapped.