6 comments/ 20434 views/ 5 favorites Hairy Pecker & the Sorcerer's Cock By: BigDonGStone I was discussing the popularity of a certain movie franchise with a friend, and how these movies have a tendency to show up in quickly thrown together porn send-ups. As we sat around discussing this phenomenon I started thinking about how well this particular franchise could translate to an erotic story line. What happens at the school? How do teachers educate? How do students prepare for tests and study together? Does it take magic to create "the magic"? I thought I'd take a crack at it and have some fun in a genre outside of my normal writing style. I truly want your thoughts, comments, ideas, and suggestions. I want to have fun with this. Let's make it a readable story, but one that truly gets you off as you imagine the possibilities. As always I thank you for your votes and support of my stories!! * Chapter 1 The tall man stood under a street light watching the house at #4 Private Drive. It was the house of Herman and Pansy Bumsley and their young son, Doody. The man watched the house impatiently. He knew after the horrific events of the night before, and the ensuing deaths of his friends, Big and Succa Pecker, that it was important to get their child, Hairy, to a safe place. The man, Palmus Doubledong, grimaced at the thought of his arch-enemy's attack on the Pecker household. Though Big and Succa's bodies were not found, the destruction in the home was evidence enough of the battle. Besides, if they were not dead, they would have never left their son behind. Palmus had found the boy, still in his crib, under the rubble. As he had lifted the boy from the crib he noted the half moon ward etched in the boy's right palm and smiled knowingly. If Vulvamorte had attempted to attack the boy he was dead, or close to it. Still, even the thought of Vulvamorte's suffering could not appease his sorrow over the loss of his friends. Palmus noted two things occur simultaneously. He noted a black cat sidling along the front of the house towards the doorway. At the same time he heard the throaty roar of Hardon's Harley Davidson coming up Private Drive. Palmus reached into the folds of his coat and pulled out a wooden stick approximately 12 inches in length. He waved it and muttered something under his breath. Instantly all of the streetlights along Private Drive winked out. Hardon's Harley Davidson rumbled to a stop in front of the house and a mountainous man stepped off of it. The man immediately unhooked a box from the back and opened it. He reached inside the box and gently removed the sleeping form of the baby, Hairy Pecker. Hardon looked over at Palmus who nodded back at him. Hardon walked up to the door. The black cat that Palmus had noted earlier sat there by the stoop staring up at Hardon. The man rapped at the door and almost immediately the door opened. Pansy Bumsley stood at the door in a filmy thin nightgown and stared at the huge man in front of her. Hardon's eyes quickly inventoried her body but realized, regrettably, that he had work to do. He placed the child into Pansy's arms. "Palmus Doubledong has directed that you take care of your brother's son until his 21st birthday. Do you understand?" Hardon's eyes were locked on Pansy's. Pansy didn't know what to say but nodded her head in acquiescence. Hardon then turned, pulling the door closed behind him, and strode back to his bike. With a roar he sped off into the night. When the door had closed Palmus walked purposefully up the walk. The cat watched him approach. When Palmus reached the stoop he looked at the cat. "Are you ready to do this?" He said to the cat with a smile. In a flash of smoke the cat disappeared and a woman appeared in its place. The woman was dressed in a long black robe that seemed to flow and undulate even though the night air was still with little breeze. "Palmus. You know I'm always ready to do this," the woman said with a twinkle in her eye. She turned on the stoop and faced the door of the house. She bent over fully at the waist and placed her hands against the door jambs. Palmus walked up behind her and pulled her robe up and over onto her back, exposing completely naked and shapely buttocks to his view. Doubledong then opened his coat exposing his fully erect cock which bobbed and bounced in anticipation of its role in their plan. Palmus walked up directly behind the woman and stooped slightly. He reached down and guided his cock low on her buttocks, and under, pushing forward until he could feel the hot, juicy wetness of her expectant cunt. When he knew he was positioned properly he pushed forward, driving his cock deep inside of the woman's fiery folds. The woman grunted, and as much as she wanted to reach down and feel Doubledong's cock and balls, she refused to remove her hands from the door jambs. It never ceased to amaze Palmus how good and tight Millicent McGoballs' sweet cunt was. Palmus spent as much time there as possible. Everytime he entered her he realized how good a move it had been naming her the Assistant HeadMistress. Right now though time was of the essence. He drove into her more forcefully, driving ever deeper, his cock tip pounding against her cervix. "Speak the words Millicent and I'll fill your sweet pussy," Palmus said through clenched teeth. Millicent had to concentrate in order to remember the words. Palmus' cock pounding into her always made her cum, and she would let herself go with wild abandon, dismissing all thought except their pleasure. Tonight she knew nothing but pure concentration as she came would make the spell and wards work. "Cockus Protectum. Spermaticus Wardem." Millicent began to recite the words as Doubledong drove even harder and faster. "Cockus Protectum! Spermaticus Wardem!" Millicent's voice began to rise as she felt her vaginal muscles clamping on Palmus' thick blood engorged cock. Palmus drove hard and deep. His cock was on fire and ready to unleash a torrent of sperm at any moment. It was imperative though that he and Millicent work together to ensure maximum protection to the home. Millicent knew that Palmus was close and couldn't hold out much longer, but the reality was she was close too. As she felt the beginnings of her orgasm begin to wash over her she shouted the words for the final time. "COCKUS PROTECTUM! SPERMATICUS WARDEM!" She cried out as she felt Doubledong release volley after volley of sperm-laden white-hot cum deep in her throbbing pussy. As the two of them orgasmed together on the stoop in front of #4 Private Drive a bluish flame exited Millicent's hands and completely surrounded the door. A variety of symbols appeared on the door and then, as quickly as they appeared, dissolved into the wood of the door. Palmus refused to withdraw from Millicent until every last drop of cum had oozed from his rapidly shrinking member. Millicent for her part wouldn't relax the muscles in her pussy until she had every last drop. She smiled to herself relishing in her power over the man. Finally they uncoupled and Palmus turned Millicent around and pulled her tightly into his arms. His cock was rising again as it rubbed against the soft skin of her belly. "That should keep the boy safe," Palmus said as he kissed the top of Millicent's head. "I'll see you back at the Conservatory," Palmus said lovingly to Millicent. "I've got another really 'hard' problem I need your help with." Doubledong kissed Millicent's head again and they both disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Hairy Pecker & the Sorcerer's Cock Ch. 02 Hairy stared at the woman incredulously. Either she was the dumbest woman Hairy had ever seen or the biggest prude. The male and female hippos were doing what male and female hippos do on a hot day during mating season. Yet here was the woman dragging her two young daughters, attempting to cover their eyes, and all the while screaming at a young zookeeper to "make them stop." Hairy chuckled to himself as he tried to imagine just what the zookeeper could do to make them stop. He pictured large harnesses attached to the hippos on one end and attached to Sherman tanks on the other. He doubted it would work. The male hippo obviously intended to complete his work. Hairy thought about yelling "Stop it!!" at the hippos, but thought better of throwing fuel onto the fire. It was a great day at the zoo. Hairy had given the slip to his Aunt Pansy and Doody and now had the rest of the day to himself. His aunt would scold him later for making her worry, but for now Hairy was just glad to not be listening to Doody's incessant litany of erroneous facts about zoo animals. Hairy could hear him now. "Well Mom," Doody would say. "The larger hippo is attacking the smaller one probably because it got near his food." Hairy just shook his head. As much as Hairy wanted to stay and see how the "hippo debacle", as it would surely be known in zoo lore ended, but he wanted to get to the new reptile exhibit. Hairy didn't know why it was important to him to go there but ever since it opened over a month ago he felt a nagging need to visit. Hairy continued along the path, the sound of the woman's shrill shrieking still echoing in his ears, towards a tan brick and glass building. REPTILES AND AMPHIBIANS was etched into a large granite stone sitting just to the right of the entrance door. Hairy entered to find multiple corridors each marked with various world locales. The Gobi Desert, The Amazon, The American Southwest, and The Nile River Valley, were just a few of dozens of exhibit areas. As Hairy stood looking at the various corridors he felt he was required to enter into the Amazon exhibit first. He didn't know why. He just knew he absolutely needed to. Hairy walked past rows of glass enclosures displaying frogs, turtles, lizards, and snakes of all shapes, sizes, and colors. He was singularly uninterested in any of them. He felt compelled to continue walking towards a large glass enclosure at the end of the corridor. As he approached the enclosure he saw a large brass plaque on the wall near the glass. He walked over and read the plaque. "GREEN ANACONDA . Related to boa constrictors and pythons. Non-venemous. Anacondas suffocate their prey by coiling around it and squeezing. Anacondas have been found weighing up to 441 lbs. Adults can grow up to nearly 30 feet in length. Anacondas are excellent swimmers and divers." "Wow. Everything I never wanted to know about big snakes," Hairy thought to himself. Movement behind the glass caught Hairy's eye and he practically jumped out of his skin when he saw the huge, green, spotted snake staring at him not one foot from his head. Though the snake had startled him, Hairy immediately recovered and looked at the snake with interest. Surprisingly the snake appeared to be looking at him with interest too. "Lunch," Hairy mused as he imagined the giant snake squeezing the life out of him. Hairy didn't actually "hear" a voice as much as he "felt" the voice in his mind. "Hairy," the voice said. "I knew you would come." Hairy quickly looked around to see who was speaking to him. Other than a cute blond zookeeper about halfway down the corridor, cleaning the outside of the glass enclosures, no one was around. "Hairy," the voice chimed. "Behind the glassss. It'sss me." Hairy turned quickly to see the snake staring at him intently. Hairy stared back in disbelief. "I knew your mother and father Hairy," the voice droned in Hairy's mind. "Big, Sssucca, and I were friendsss at the Conssservatory." Hairy didn't know what to think. He knew of his mom and dad, but other than his aunt and uncle no one had ever spoken of them. Hairy wondered if he was dreaming. Hairy made the mental leap to determining that the snake was somehow communicating to him, and that it had a purpose. He decided to hear it out. "My name is Hard Kock," the snake said. "Your father, Big Pecker, and I were bessst friendsss at Froggwantsss Conssservatory. Your mother, Sssucca Bigwan, was probably the best sssorcsseressss I ever met." Hairy's mind was reeling. What the hell is Froggwants Conservatory and what did he mean his mom was a sorceress? "It's why I reached out to you Hairy," the snake continued. "You are the only person who can help me." Hairy felt stupid talking to a snake. "What can I do?" Hairy asked as he turned to look down the corridor at the zookeeper to see if she thought he was crazy talking to the snake enclosure. The young woman seemed oblivious to Hairy. "I'm trapped in here," the snake went on. "The cage is warded to prevent my essscape. You, Hairy. You have the power to ssset me free." Hairy decided to humor the snake. He was beginning to wonder what was in the brownies he'd eaten earlier, but continued to play along. "Placess your handsss on the glassss Hairy and repeat thesess wordsss'" the snake pleaded. "Wardum endusss. Glassssusss eradicatum." Hairy looked back at the blond zookeeper who had turned towards him and smiled. Hairy smiled back sheepishly. The zookeeper turned back to the enclosure she was cleaning. "Probably cleaning handprints from all the other suckers these guys talk to," Hairy said under his breath. Hairy placed the palms of his hands against the glass directly in front of the snakes face. "Concssentrate and sssay the wordsss exactly," the snake emplored. Hairy took a deep breath and then spoke the words quickly and quietly. "Wardum endus. Glassus eradicatum." Nothing happened. "You mussst ssspeak ssslowly. You must concssentrate. You must ssspeak loudly like you mean it," the snake scolded. Hairy looked again at the zookeeper. She was paying him no mind. This time Hairy concentrated and spoke the words slowly and with feeling. "Wardum endus. Glassus eradicatum." The last thing Hairy remembered as he fell forward was the glass dissolving into thin air and a tall naked man standing inside the snake enclosure. The anaconda had changed into Hard Kock, friend of the Pecker family. "Not used to the power yet," Hard thought as he looked down at Hairy's prostate form. "You'll be a hell of a sorcerer some day though." The blond zookeeper saw the young man at the end of the corridor pitch forward into the snake enclosure and immediately came running to assist. She stopped abruptly and stood staring at the tall naked man standing over the young man. The snake was nowhere to be seen. "Wh...Who are you?" The zookeeper stammered. Her eyes traveled from the man's handsome face to his now rapidly growing dick. She pictured a snake ready to strike. Hard for his part hadn't been near a woman in over six years. The young woman in front of him reminded him of young Succa when they were still at the Conservatory. Just thinking about it brought blood rushing to his cock and engorged and stiffened it for use. "I think more importantly," Hard used the seduction voice he learned all those years ago, "is who you are." The zookeeper felt blood rushing to various parts of her body too. Her nipples stiffened. Her vaginal lips puffed and she could feel herself warming all over. Her pussy was moist and humid. She felt herself calming down from her initial shock. "I'm Wantzit Badly, the head zookeeper for the Reptile House," she said. "You can't be here. Especially dressed... umm... undressed like that." "Where would you want me then?" Hard said continuing the seducing voice as he stepped down out of the enclosure and stood directly in front of the young woman. Wantzit knew exactly where she wanted him and dropped to her knees, immediately engulfing Hard's fuckpole in her swiftly sucking mouth. Hard's hands wrapped behind her head holding her in place as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, lips locked tightly, tongue swirling, teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Hard's glans. Six years of abstinence caught up to Hard quickly and six years of stored sperm and fluid practically blew the back of Wantzit's head off. Hard threw his head back and practically screamed as jet after jet of thick, ropey fuckjuice forcibly exited his cock. Wantzit tried her best to drink it all but the sheer volume was too much. The hot juice spurted like a double geyser from both sides of her mouth covering her cheeks, her chin, and dripping down in rivulets onto her uniform blouse. Hard held her head tightly as his cock spewed a seemingly never-ending quantity of cum into her valiantly swallowing throat. For her part Wantzit had no intention of releasing this man until she'd had her fill of him. Her pussy was pouring out her own fuckjuices that she planned on drowning the man in later, but for now she wanted every drop she could get. Hairy awoke laying on the tiled corridor floor. The corridor was empty. He tried to remember what had happened and where he was. It all seemed like an unbelievable dream. Hairy walked down the corridor and out of the building. As he headed back towards the hippo enclosure he heard Doody's unmistakable voice. "Yeah Mom. The bigger one is probably just protecting his food." "Fucking hippos," Hairy thought to himself. Hairy Pecker & the Sorcerer's Cock Ch. 03 Herman Bumsley was not a happy man. He was lost in thought as he stepped onto the stoop in front of his home. His wife hadn't aged the way he had and still turned heads everywhere they went. His son was an idiot and he wondered if it was a gene from his side of the family. Even more aggravating, he had been saddled for over twenty years taking care of his wife's sister's kid. Herman shook his head in disgust. Hairy turned 21 years old today and he was every bit the stud his old man was. "Freakin' bastard," Herman thought to himself. Herman smiled for the first time that day. "At least the kid doesn't know about the magic," Herman thought with menacing glee. "That's one thing I'll keep from him if it's the last thing I do." Herman stuck his key in the lock, and started to turn it, when he felt something hit him on the forehead. The 'something' passed in front of his eyes as it fell to the ground. On the ground was a small square foil package. Herman recognized the condom immediately. "Where the fuck did this thing come from?" He muttered under his breath. He looked up instinctively to see if Hairy or Doody had dropped it on him from the upstairs window. As he looked up, another one landed on the bridge of his nose and balanced there precariously. Herman grabbed the condom from his nose and looked at it. The foil package was like any other condom he had seen, however the words on the package struck him like a thunderbolt. "Come to Wantsfox Conservatory." Herman's face turned beet red. "Sonsabitches!" He yelled. "He ain't fucking going!" Herman bent over to pick the other condom up and stuffed them both in his pocket. He started to enter his house when another one hit him in the back of the head. Furious, Herman turned, grabbed the third condom off the ground, and stuffed it into his pocket. He slammed the door as hard as he could behind him. He stomped his way into the dining room where Pansy had fixed Hairy's birthday dinner. Herman could hardly look at Hairy over the dinner table. "Son of a bitch looks just like his father did at that age," Herman thought as he tried to swallow half a brussel sprout which almost caught in his throat. "Probably be bangin' my sister soon just like his father did at that age." Herman could picture the scene just like it happened yesterday. There was his sweet, innocent sister, bent over the dining room table in his parent's old house. The guy, he thought was his best friend, was driving his cock deep into her ass. "Not just her pussy," Herman thought ruefully. "Into her tight little asshole." His sister was saying things he never thought he'd hear her say. "Fuck me harder, Big." "Plug my ass with that thing, you fucker." "Harder. Deeper. Nail me to this table. Make me squeal." Herman had started towards Big intent on beating him within an inch of his life. He had every intention of saving his sister's honor. Whenever he thinks about that moment he initially sees his sister raise her hand towards him and mumble something under her breath. His mind cannot accept this though, so he immediately pictures Big looking at him, taking a hand off of his sister's hip, and gesturing at him. In any event he freezes in his tracks, unable to help his poor, virginal sister as Big Pecker unloads about a gallon of hot, sticky goo deep into her bowels. Herman shakes his head in disgust as he finds himself back at his own dining room table. He was just about to stuff the other half of the brussel sprout into his mouth when he heard a slight noise in the fireplace. Pansy must have heard it too as she immediately turned towards the fireplace. "What was that?" She said with concern. "I hope the mice aren't back." Herman got up from his chair and walked over to the hearth. There, wedged between the fake logs, was another condom. The string of epithets he planned never were uttered. As his temper flared, and he turned to voice his displeasure, he heard two things that took his voice away. The loud rumbling of a motorcycle pulling up in front of the house, immediately followed by an even louder rumbling as tens of thousands of condoms flew down the chimney and swarmed out of the fireplace. Herman barely had time to squeak his surprise before he was buried in a huge pile of foil wrapped condoms. Pansy, Hairy, and Doody all jumped up from the table and immediately started to dig Herman out. Hairy looked at one of the condoms. "What's Wantsfox Conservatory?" Hairy asked to no one in particular. Pansy started to say something when a thunderous knocking began at the front door.