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Monday, August 18, 2025

[SS-1577] See Musketeers


SEA MUSKETEERS

There was a rural legend that was passed on across generations in a remote coastal town. Stories tell about a sea spirit who seduced three young men into the water and made them hypnotized guardians. They would be called the sea musketeers who will be wandering aimlessly by the shore the whole year until the spell wears off.

This year, the coastal town became a spot for a photo shoot. There were male models who posed by the waters and the sand.



The elders of the town kept warning the organizers to not spend long periods by the shore. The sea spirit might be attracted to the men and get them for herself.

The organizers just laughed at and shrugged them off. Later that day, the team and the models left. Or so they thought.

That everning, the townsfolk heard an eerie voice singing an aria while the waves hit stronger on the rocky formations.

Early that morning, some of the fishermen saw three of the male models who seemed to be in trance. They were naked and touching each other.

They touched each other's penises. And then they started cumming on the sand. It was the spirit's ritual. She had claimed her sea muskeeters.

That year, the men stayed behind the town. While on trance, they wore nothing but trunks while aimlessly patrolling around the coastline.


In service to the spirit, they would have intimate relations in the evening to offer their semen for the spirit.



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