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    The Cum Crisis of Neverland
    The Cum Crisis of Neverland
    The Cum Crisis of Neverland
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    The Cum Crisis of Neverland

    By James Cox

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    What if Neverland’s magic is fueled by cum and Petar Pann wants all the power for himself?

    Tink only has two years left before he turns into a man and then Petar will steal his soul. There isn’t much he can do about it either. He lives in a magical world where Mermen try to eat him and Petar uses cum to give himself even more power. Tink is slightly different from the other lost boys though. He has some magic of his own. When he’s kidnapped by the, maybe not so evil, Captain Hook, they have to work together to stop Petar Pann and save the other lost boys.

    Prepare yourself, you’ve never entered a Neverland quite like this...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateAug 6, 2020
    ISBN9780369502100
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      The Cum Crisis of Neverland - James Cox

      Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® by Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2020 James Cox

      ISBN: 978-0-3695-0210-0

      Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

      Editor: Devin Govaere

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      This is dedicated to everyone who thinks of me naked. It's as big as you think. Lol. Love you guys and gals!

      THE CUM CRISIS OF

      NEVERLAND

      A Cox Fairytale, 4

      James Cox

      Copyright © 2020

      Prologue

      Lyda, England

      1895

      Eighteen-year-old Jaymes had to go to his happy place.

      He closed his eyes and tried not to cry out. Each snap of the belt made him wince, followed by the most intense pain. He was sorry, Lord, he was so sorry. Jaymes squeezed his hands into fists. If he curled into a ball, his father would only swing that belt harder.

      Disgusting. Sick, his father shouted.

      I’m disgusting. I’m sick, Jaymes repeated, hissing when the belt landed against his skin. His back was a growing, aching hurt. I won’t ever do it again, Father. I swear. The belt came down again. His knees gave out, and he tried to stay on all fours as the pain spiked. I swear it, Father. I swear it.

      Finally, the sharp pain of each slap of leather stopped. Never again.

      Never, Father. I swear. Jaymes felt the tears slid down his cheeks but tried not to make a sound. He just had to hold it together for a little longer.

      You better not, or next time it’s twenty lashes! His father growled the words and walked from the room. The door shut with a heavy thud.

      Jaymes scrambled to the corner of the room, beside the open window, which let in the cool night breeze. His back hurt so badly. Tears streamed down his face. He couldn’t stop them. He glanced up at the full moon and whispered, I will never lust after another boy again. Please, Lord. Help me. Help me not lust after any other boy.

      I can save you, you know.

      Jaymes jerked back, hitting the wall and gasping in pain. Who spoke? He looked around the room but saw only shadows. W-who’s there?

      Over here.

      Jaymes glanced toward the window and couldn’t believe his eyes. A boy was out there but they were on the second floor! He jerked to his feet. The boy was flying!

      Hello.

      He was speechless. W-who are you? How are you flying? The boy smiled at him, bright white teeth and big brown eyes. He wore soft green trousers, a shirt that was open to his navel with no sleeves. Brown hair was a mess atop his head. Despite his promise to his father, Jaymes felt his lust stirring.

      The boy flew through the open window and hovered. My names Petar. Petar Pann. He stuck out a hand.

      Jaymes started up at the older boy in awe. There were so many questions. I’m Jaymes.

      I know. The boy glided around the room. I was telling the truth, I can help you out of here.

      Jaymes looked at the door, afraid his father would burst in at any moment. If there was another boy in his room, his father would probably lock him in the closet for days or much, much worse. You have to leave before my father sees you.

      Don’t you want to leave this place?

      More than anything. The words were blurted out. Well, he had no reason to stay. Mother had left them years ago. Father was a mean bastard. But I’m sick. He was getting hard around other boys and not girls. He was very sick, and he didn’t know how to get better.

      You’re not sick. Petar spun mid-air and flew to hover in front of him. I’m like you, and I’m not sick.

      You are? Jaymes had never met anyone like himself. Petar nodded and then leaned forward and kissed Jaymes right on the mouth. Quick. Warm lips. It was his first!

      I can take you away from here. You can come home with me. I live in a different place, far, far away. There are no grown-ups to tell us what to do. Only us boys. We live in a giant tree house. There are mermen and flying. He back-flipped in the air and swirled around the room.

      That sounded amazing and … untrue. There’s no such place.

      Sure there is, silly. It’s where I come from. It has magic, which is why I can fly.

      Could there really be such a place? But then Father would be all by himself. Who would help him cook? Father was terrible at cooking. What would his friends at school say if he just left? Jaymes felt a sting of pain. The beatings would stop though. Lord, he didn’t want to get the belt again.

      There are stories around a fire every night and magic storms. Petar frowned. He can’t hurt you anymore if you’re with me. He reached out and gently touched Jaymes’ shoulder. When we get home, I can help you heal so it won’t hurt anymore.

      Jaymes wanted to cry. This boy was going to take him away from the pain. He wasn’t calling him sick or disgusting. Maybe if he left, his father would see the hurt he caused. Jaymes slowly lifted his hand and placed it in Petar’s. How do we get there?

      Fly of course.

      Jaymes cried out when he lifted off the ground. Small white lights shot from Petar’s body to his own. Oh, that was odd. Tingling and warm. It felt strange to be off the ground but still standing. Jaymes stared down and gripped Petar’s hand harder. O-okay.

      Petar flew out the window, tugging Jaymes with him.

      Oh, my Lord! The cool night air flowed over his skin like water. It made his back sting, but Jaymes was distracted by the sights. They flew over the city. He could see lights in the buildings. The tops of trees. A pack of dogs roaming a street. It was amazing, and they only flew higher. Fear eluded him. Petar had a good hold on his hand. Jaymes felt weightless as they climbed higher. Up and up. Until they were rushing toward the clouds at full speed.

      That’s it. Petar pointed at a bright white cloud right in front of the moon.

      His home was a cloud? How did that hold a treehouse and waters for mermaids? Jaymes glanced down, slightly shocked by their height. The city had fallen away. The meager home he knew all his life in the heart of Lyda was gone. They slipped through the cloud, and a cool burst enclosed his entire body. Jaymes closed his eyes. It felt amazing, like all his skin was being touched at once. A bright light made him open his eyes. He was still staring at the moon, but below him wasn’t the city. Jaymes stared at exactly what Petar described.

      A magical world. A huge ocean with crashing waves on the shore. He could see waterfalls and a huge forest. There were lights in the center, and that was where Petar aimed.

      This is amazing! Jaymes shouted. All his fears and worries were forgotten. The trees came closer, closer, closer still. They eased down into a grassy field. Jaymes had to keep looking up at this tree before them. It was gigantic. There were many homes built on the tree. Lights glowed bright in various places. A wooden bridge led them over a small pond that surrounded the tree.

      Well, Jaymes. Petar spread his arms wide. Welcome to Neverland.

      Chapter One

      Many years later

      His name was Willy Darsing, not Tink like the others had nicknamed him. Willy Darsing … and taking Petar’s hand had been the worst mistake of his life.

      Tink repeated his name over and over again. His real name. One time he’d carved it into the wood of his treehouse, and Petar found it. Tink flinched. Petar had used his magic to hold him in the air for an entire day. Over the water. With mermen trying desperately to reach him. Everything in Neverland was evil and trying to eat you.

      He knew better now. He just repeated his real name in his head over and over until he fell asleep. Every night.

      Tink glanced out the space that served as his door. He shared the place with two other boys. Tink was nineteen yesterday. He shivered, and it had nothing to do with the weather, which was almost spring-like. Two years, that was all he had left here. Two years and he’d be twenty-one. Boys became men at twenty-one according to Petar. That meant they could no longer provide him power. Tink hadn’t seen what happened to those considered men. Some of the others guys here had, but they wouldn’t talk about it.

      Footsteps sounded outside on the long wooden bridge that spiraled along the massive tree.

      Tink opened one eye and then both as his bunkmate stumbled in. Nibs?

      The full moon backdrop showed his droopy eyes and pale complexion. He fumbled to his pile of blankets and collapsed upon them. Nearly a second later, Nibs was snoring. Petar had drained his magic. Most of the guys were so exhausted after this that they keeled right over. Tink did feel tired when Petar sucked his magic out, but he

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