“Thanks, that was great,” Gareth said, kissing Abbie.
“Yeah, but I gotta go,” Abbie said, pushing him off of her.
“Oh, um, okay.”
“See ya.”
Abbie left, leaving Gareth laid on his bed, his exhausted cock softening. He let out a chuckle, apparently his reaction to his first sexual encounter in 12 years. Eventually he got out of bed, and headed into the bathroom for a shower, the perfect place to contemplate life. His son was now a god. Or at least, was effectively one. He’d claimed he could control people’s minds and bodies however he wanted, and he was now inclined to believe him. Especially seeing the size of his son’s dick.
Gareth rubbed his genitals, washing off the remnants of Abbie’s pussy juices. Man that girl was good. Or maybe it was just his recent inexperience and in fact any girl would have been good. He’d definitely have to ask Dylan to get him laid again in future. Sooner rather than later.
Gareth got out of the shower, dried off, and got dressed. He went to check on Dylan, and saw that he was no longer in the living room, but he quickly found him asleep in his own bed, Sally apparently also having left. Gareth shook him gently.
“Dylan…Dylan…” he whispered.
“Hmmm…” Dylan groaned. “What?”
“I’m gonna ring a takeaway. You want Chinese?”
“Alright…” Dylan yawned. “You know what I like.”
“Alright. Now go have a shower. I can smell the sex on you.”
Gareth left Dylan, who rolled out of bed, giving himself a few seconds to wake up properly. Once he was awake, he got out of bed, and headed into the shower to wash off. About an hour later, the two Davies boys were sat at the dinner table, eating their food.
“So go on then, you’ve still not told me how you ascended to godhood,” Gareth said. How’d you get this magic computer program?”
“For my birthday.”
“Your birthday? Who from?”
“Grandma and granddad.”
“Your grandparents gave you a supernatural PC program?”
“The installation CD was in that big box of disks they got me. I ran the programme and this is how I ended up with it.”
“So by pot luck you became a god? That’s slightly worrying.”
“I suppose so. I’m not complaining though.”
“I hope there’s something stopping someone from taking over the world or something. That could be bad.”
“The UI mentioned something about system developers. They’re the only ones who can alter dead people.”
“Oh yeah. I was gonna ask about your mother, but I figured…you’d have done it if you could. But that makes sense I guess. Software has to have software developers.”
Just then, Dylan heard his phone ringing. He ran off to get it, and walked back into the dining room.
“It’s Becky,” he said, answering it. “Yo.”
“Hey Dylan,” Becky said. “Come over here, we’ve got some stuff to show you.”
“I’m eating.”
“Well finish eating and come over here.”
“Don’t worry Dylan, go over there,” Gareth said. “Don’t let me get between you and pussy.”
“Alright, I’ll be over in a minute.”
Dylan grabbed his phone and put his socks and shoes on, before walking next door. The girls’ mother opened the door for him, and he walked upstairs to Olivia’s bedroom, willing his cock hard as he did.
“Hey Dylan,” said Olivia. “Before you ask, no, we didn’t call you over for sex.”
“Try not to be too disappointed,” Rebecca said.
“Hey, I’m not some sex-mad freak,” Dylan said. “I do have other interests.”
“Like Master PC, so you’ll like this.”
Olivia had her laptop open, on some kind of erotic fiction website.
“What is this?” Dylan asked.
“It’s a story about someone using Master PC,” Olivia said. “It’s presented as fiction. Just someone writing something to wank to.”
“But there’s a lot of these stories,” Rebecca said. “And since we know Master PC is real, we figure at least some of them must be true stories.”
“So what, you want me to write one of these?” Dylan asked.
“No no,” Olivia replied. “Look at this.” She clicked onto another tab. “We did some more googling and we found some other stories of people claiming to have the supposedly-fictional program.”
Dylan looked at the page, with stories going back more than 20 years of people talking about their supposed adventures with the program. There were even some photos, such as an apparently 18-inch dick, a pair of enormous boobs, and even a young girl (Photographed from behind to preserve her identity) covered head to toe in semen, all things supposedly impossible without the program.
“We thought you’d be interested in seeing that there are all these other people out there with Master PC,” Rebecca said. “But we also found something REALLY interesting.”
“There’s this post on here from 1992, in the really early days of the internet,” Olivia said. “It says “I got Master PC back in ’88 from a friend. He says he got it from one of the guys who created it. So potentially we could get in touch with this guy and find the developers through him.”
“Except we have no idea who this guy is,” Dylan said. “And that post’s from 25 years ago. He could be dead by now!”
“If he really does have Master PC, then I hardly think something like old age is gonna be an issue for him,” Olivia said. “He’s almost certainly still alive.”
“So how do we find him?” Dylan asked.
“Well we had the idea of maybe tracking down this guy’s IP address or something, but we wouldn’t know the first thing about how to do that,” Rebecca said. “But with Master PC, all the knowledge we need can be ours.”
“You want me to make you super geniuses?”
“Just smart enough to know how to track down someone over the internet.”
“Alright, but not tonight,” Dylan said. “I’ve had kind of a weird afternoon.”
“What happened?” Rebecca asked.
“I don’t wanna talk about it. Can I sleep here tonight though? I don’t really wanna see my dad again tonight.”
“You’re not just trying to get pity sex out of us, are you?” Olivia said semi-jokingly.
“Girls, if I wanted you to fuck me I could just use Master PC to command you to,” Dylan replied. “But tonight I just wanna relax and watch a movie or something.”
“Alright, but we’re doing it naked. You owe us that.”
“Deal.”
Within a few minutes, the three teens were naked, and snuggled up in bed watching movies. Dylan had one girl on either side of him, and he’d locked his cock at full mast. He had no intention of using it, but the girls said they liked the idea of him being hard with them. Sure enough, no sex happened that night, and the three of them eventually drifted off in each-other’s arms.
Sunday morning began with sex, however. Rebecca was on her hands and knees lapping away at her sister’s pussy, while Dylan fucked her from behind. They’d all already cum twice this morning, so their loins were on fire with pleasure, and Dylan could feel his previous two loads of cum sloshing against his cock inside Rebecca’s vagina.
“Oh God, I’m nearly there,2 Dylan moaned. “You ready girls?”
“Yeah…”
“Alright. 3…2…1…ORGASM!”
“ORGASM!”
“ORGASM!”
All three of them shouted their trigger words at once, setting each-other off into a fit of orgasmic convulsions, spurting out their respective juice and moaning in bliss. The three of them collapsed, Dylan’s pelvis against Rebecca’s ass, whose mouth was buried in her sister’s groin.
“Alright, my turn, get up, Dylan,” Olivia said, crawling out from under his sister and spreading her legs. “Or are you too worn out to fuck me?”
“No fucking way,” Dylan said, pulling out of Rebecca. He immediately went over to Olivia, and got right on with fucking her before pausing for breath.
“Ooooo fuck…fuck yeah…” Olivia moaned, Dylan playing with her tits. Rebecca meanwhile sat on her sister’s face to receive her own pussy licking.
3 more orgasms later, and Olivia suggested they should go and wash off in the shower, which the others agreed to, given the amount of cum and sweat on their tired bodies. What this amounted to was 3 still-fairly-horny teenagers naked in the shower, soaping each-other up all over, getting into every nook and cranny possible, while occasionally commanding each-other to orgasm.
Finally, when they’d finally had enough, they got out of the shower, dried off, and got dressed.
“I should really be heading off,” Dylan said.
“Alright, but before you go, you gotta make us computer geniuses,” Olivia said.
“Sure thing,” Dylan said, pulling out his phone and opening Master PC.
“Yes Dylan, how may I be of service?” Asked the UI, who was knelt down like some sort of obedient genie.
“Open up Becky and Olivia’s profiles.” She did so. “Alright, now, I want you to make them experts on computers and hacking. Give them all the relevant info.”
“Yes Dylan, as you wish.”
“Woah, this is weird,” Rebecca said. “It’s like, one second I didn’t know it, and now I do.”
“That’s kind of what I was expecting,” Dylan said.
“Well yeah,” Olivia said. “But you know, it’s still weird when it happens. Anyway, we’ll get to work. You go home and do whatever.”
The three of them kissed, and Dylan set off back home. He inserted his key into the door, and entered the house, where he was immediately grabbed.
“HALT TRESPASSER!” Shouted a female voice. Dylan looked around and saw that he was being held by two naked women with reasonably large muscles, and obscenely large boobs.
“None may enter our God’s heavenly realm without his holy permission!” Shouted the other woman.
“What the hell!?” Dylan exclaimed.
“Relax girls, let him go, God gave specific permission for him.”
Dylan felt himself be released, and he looked to see another naked woman coming down the stairs. Dylan recognised her as Caroline Watkins, a woman his father worked with. He’d met her a few times, and she seemed like a nice lady. She’d given him a ride to school a few times when he was little, and he still saw her occasionally. Now though, she looked different. She was younger now, maybe about thirty, with boobs the size of her head, and a bum to match. She was completely hairless except that on her head, and she was completely naked, aside from the clipboard she was holding.
“What the fuck?” Dylan asked. “What’s going on? Where’s my dad?”
“Your holy father is upstairs having sex,” Caroline replied. “He has instructed me to bring you up to date on the situation.”
“Situation?”
“The revelation of your father’s divinity,” Caroline said. “Come on, sit down.”
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