Markimash CinnaPie - HOW CRY WAS BORN

Markimash Cinnapie
How Cry Was Born
One day mark fishback runs into Yami at a local sperm bank. Yami blushed and looked away from marks intense brown eyes and greeted him, "Hi Mark!" He said in his cute, english accent.
"Hey Yami!" Mark greeted, smirking at him sexily. "Do you need help donating? I know a lot about donating, I do it every night if you know what I mean." Yami's blush grew darker and darker, his thoughts falling to the gutter when Mark's words finally sunk in.
Before Mark could continue his lovely stream of sexual flirts, the Doctor walked in, both Yami and Mark turned to him. It was.... CINNAMON TOAST KEN!
Yami's blush intensified upon realizing he was stuck in one room with two magnificently built men. Ken looked so handsome in his pure white coat and bear hat thing. His chestnut mustache and beard were as manly as ever, and shimmered in the white, office light.  
"Are you two... ready to make your noble... contrubution to society?" Ken said huskily.
Mark let out a shaky sigh and smiled, Ken's voice making his wonderful heart race with excitement and lubido.
Yami gulped, feeling so weak in comparison to the mens muscular bodies which rippled under their tight shirts like waves, his mind once again drifting off to the forbidden.
"What are you thinking about?" Mark asks, suddenly closer to him, his husky, manly, breath was felt on Yami's chest hairs and made them tingle.
Without thinking, yami whispered, "dickssssss."
Ken and Mark glanced at each other, suddenly, the same forbidden thoughts raced through their minds and they smirked.
"Oh~ Yami~." Mark said deeply, his raspy voice was like a lovely caress to Yami's ear drums.
Ken smirked almost exactly like Mark, and he approached the two, sweaty, hot men, and handed them each other a glass cup.
"You'll need these to get the job done, boys. Now tell me.... do you.... need any help?"
Mark and Yami glanced at each other, a new emotion raging in their fiery, young eyes. They both new the answer, so Mark let Yami answer.
"Y-yes. Yes, Ken-senpai. We need your help...."
And without another word, Ken was on his knees in a flash and was unbuttoning his pants quickly. His fingers were nimble and experienced, and his pants were down on the floor in a pathetic puddle, Yami's boxers adorned with a little face and mustache were visibly becoming tighter around his schlong. Yami blushed and  shyed away by taking a step back, but Ken grabbed his hips to keep him in place.
"Now now Yami... We've got quite the case here, and we need to take care of it." Ken said in a sing song voice as his sausage fingers lached around the hem of Yami's underwear.
A loud tear echoed in the room and Yami let out a quiet squeal. Ken had just ripped his underwear off!
Yami's long flesh stick bounced up in Ken's face, he was shocked by his rather impressive member. Even Mark was stuck gawking off to the side.
Ken regained his composure  and smirked up at Yami, "Oh, someone's excited to see the doctor, isn't he?"
Mark cleared his throat, catching Ken's and Yami's attention and they looked at him, seeing that both his pants and underwear were gone, his thunder stick stood prominately. "Doctor... I think i'm ready for my physical." he said sexily.
"Well Mark, it appears Yami has an appointment before yours. I'll have my... nurse come in and.... take care of you." Ken said with a sly wink, he then stood up left Yami in the cold, turning to the phone and picking it up with his delicate fingers.
Ken whispered huskily into the phone, "Nurse Pewds, we desire your.... presence.... in room 69. Immediatly."
He quickly turned to Yami and dropped the phone, his beard flowing gracefully with his face, and his eyes stared hungrily through half lidded eyes. He approached Yami once again, and embraced him in a chaste kiss. Ken pulled away and whispered into Yami's ear, "Firmly... grasp it... the meat in my pants..."
Yami complied, shakily grabbing the strong, muscular, disco stick in his sweaty hands.
Ken groaned in pure exctasy, "Ohhh, you touch my ding ding dong."
"Your tra la la?" yami said innocently.
BAM! And just then, the nurse arrived, his short skirt fluttering slightly, long leg hairs poking out of his fish nettings, and his stubble looking as manly as ever.
"You... called for my booty?" he giggled, shifting weight on his heals. It was the magnificent and glorious Pewdiepie, also known as Felicks.
There was an obvious buldge in his skirt when he said, "I'm ready to take care of my... patients."
Felix approached the more-than-ready Mark, pressing his chest up against his, and breathing heavily. Mark smirked and wrapped his arms around his girlish waist, his right hand migrating south and underneith his skirt. There was no underwear....
"Ooh~ Felix~ I think you're more than ready for your own physical." Mark said huskily, while looking Felis in the eyes."
Felix giggled all girly like, shaking his butt, "Oh, naughty Marki! You shouldn't grab my jewels in such a way."
Mark smirked and squeezed his vulputious butt, "Shut up nurse! And take my generous donation!" And with that, he grinded passionately up against Felix's mighty man spear. Both of them moaning in sync from the pure exctasy that their dueling swords created as they continued to grind sensually.
"Oh Mark! I can't take it anymore! Ride me like the wild animal that you are!" Felix cried.
Mark groaned and pulled away, saying in a gruff voice "Bend over."
Felix quickly obeyed his orders, bending over and revealing his sweet ass. "Do me hard, Mark!" Felix begged.
Mark gave him what he wanted with his colossal fuck canon.
Meanwhile, Yami was getting his brains fucked out and his moans grew louder as Ken gave him head.
Soon enough, they were all exploding their liquid love all over each other, pale nectar exploded from their wiggly pickles. The building was filled with the groans and moans of these saucy men, they did not tire of their frick frack for hours. The amount of sperm donated that evening was unbelievable.

9 Months Later
"PUSH! PUUUSH!"
"I AM YOU ASSBUTT!"
"Well push harder!"
Mark pushed with all his might, feeling the new family member emerge from his bunghole. A few moments later, Felix, Ken, and Yami all witnessed the beautiful, slimy, birth of a little white butt baby.
The doctor took the child in his hands, and handed him to Felix, "You're a father now, Mr. and Mrs, Fishlix!"
Felix squealed in delight, and brought the baby to the tired Mark, saying, "What will we name, our sweet, white son?"
Mark smiled, looking into the little black eyes, of the blank faced baby, and whispered, "Cry."
The baby babbled and wiggled, and spoke it's first words in a manly, sexy voice that gave them all boners, "Sup."