Little Red Riding Hood
By GlitterRainbowUnicornShaft
One fine and lovely day, Little Red Riding Hood took to the dark forest path on his way to his yoga class. The young man was in good spirits in his red hood and red kilt, a basket of scotch and whiskey under his arm.
The woods were not a kind and safe place for such a hot piece of arse such as Red and while he merrily went he did not notice that a sinister Wolf, secreted in the shadows, had spied his progress.
The Wolf stood on two legs and watched the kilt fly high up and expose his rear (Red did not wear underpants) with yellow slits for eyes, his enormous cock swelled and hard between his haunches.
Little Red Riding Hood was on his merry way to a secluded and dreamy cottage made entirely of sweets, for an old dyke witch lived there alone with her cats and taught yoga on the weekends. But while Red was in a leisurely skip, the wolf was loping and made it there first, way ahead of him.
The Wolf informed the old witch of a Indigo Girls concert and she raced off in a panic, leaving the Wolf to don her hemp robe and hang her crystals around his neck.
It was a perfect disguise.
"Hellooo? Is anyone hommmme?" Red called out pushing back his riding hood and peering through the open door.
"
RED!" the Wolf exclaimed. "I do hope you brought your yoga mat!" The wolf said in a perfect mimicry of the old witch."
Oh yes I did!" The young mad smiled and lay out his mat and got down to it.It was all the Wolf could stand after several moments of dramatic stretching, and the kilt revealing indecent amounts of flesh.
And as ungainly and voluminous the hemp robes were, the Wolf could not conceal the huge throbbing uncut cock.
Red looked up and blinked.
"
Why old Witch, what a large cock you have." He murmured and licked his lips.The Wolf smiled and bared his glistening fangs.
Red paled. "Eh, I think I left the tea on!" And with that, dashed to the gingerbread door.
But the Wolf, being much faster and extremely motivated, was there first. "No hurry." He assured the boy. "What's in the basket?" The indelicate paw ignored the wicker on Red's elbow and went up Red's thigh right up under his kilt.
Red shifted in the uncomfortable grip on his balls. "What strong hands you have!"
The Wolf gave a long wet lick over Red's pouty mouth and his neck.
Red bit at his lip. "What a long tongue you have!"
The Wolf at that grabbed Red by the hips and slammed him face down onto a peppermint table, and pushed up his red kilt and pushed his hard cock up against Red's tight arse.
"
Oh Witch!" Red exclaimed as the massive cockhead pushed upgainst his body. "What a VERY large-UNN!"The Wolf fucked him, his kilt rolled tight in his hairy paw.
After he came all over the smooth small of the boys back he flipped him over and parted his thighs to took Reds hard cock into his mouth. The Wolf licked and sucked while the boy moaned, his fists in the shaggy fur around the Wolf's neck, his long legs on the Wolf's shoulders, rocking his body into his mouth and lifting his hips writhing like a whore.
Wolf left chocolate melt between young Reds legs and pumped hard candy into Little Red Riding Hood until Little'Red's dripping cock spasmed in the Wolf's claw.
Red jerked and cried out, The Wolf swallowed when he came and then gave a long hot lick of his tongue below Reds balls to make sure he didn't miss any of it.
"
Halt vile creature!"The Wolf snarled. The Hunter had arrived.
"
Get off of that boy!"The Wolf sat back and smoked a cigarette he found with the Old Witch's herbs, satisfied for the moment to recline.
The Hunter took another look at the panting boy on the candy table. His kilt was pushed up, his cum on his flat stomach and his face flushed. He placed down his bow and axe and rolled up his sleeves.
The Hunter had just returned from a particularly uproarious Fraternity party where he had met and beaten the previous beer funnel record. He was feeling proud and competent. And because the deserved usual forced date sex from a pissed cheer leader had been denied that evening, he was also very frisky.
Before Red could collect himself, the Hunter pulled him up by his riding hood and dragged him to his feet.
After pulling the hood down firmly over the struggling boy's face and yanking the drawstrings into a knot so as to muffle the annoying protests that Red was making in earnest, the man made sure to tangle the boy's arms in the cloak's sleeves to stop the distracting efforts to do him harm.
The Hunter nodded happily and undid his leather breeches.
Seating himself on a chair he sat with Red on his lap, holding both of the boys knees wide apart and high, he slid his swelled red cock into his arse and began to fuck him enthusiastically. Red moaned loudly from behind his riding hood.
The Wolf had a fine view of Little Red's own cock start to stiffen again and start to slap against his stomach with the Hunter's efforts.
The Wolf was about to ride the gasping disheveled, and sweaty, Red a few more times, but the Witch returned, enraged at the promise of folk music and then cruelly denied.
She ate them all in compensation.
The end