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  • Runaway

    I live in a low rent apartment in a seedy part of town. I’ve been friends with a single mother who lives across the hall for a long time. I go over there when I wake up and she makes me coffee. Usually while we were having our coffee, her son Charlie would walk in, half asleep. When I first met him, Charlie was 17. Now he’s 19, blond, and a still smooth body. He always walks around in boxers, so I always have the opportunity to look him over. The last few times he came out of his bedroom, he had a major hardon, which looked like it was standing straight up, and I was guessing to be about seven inches. He looked so hot, I had to excuse myself, go back to my apartment and jerk off imagining him.

    Charlie’s mom was worried that he didn’t have a man in his life, and was always asking me to spend some time with Charlie. I told her I was planning to go camping during a three day weekend, and she begged me to take Charlie. I pointed out that Charlie might not want to go, but Charlie said he would like it, so I agreed that we would go that weekend. It was a cold fall weekend. We left early in the morning and drove a few hours to the woods where I liked to camp. I had borrowed my friend’s pop up camper, which had to have been designed for summer camping, because it was freezing inside.

    We collected wood and made a fire. Charlie enjoyed the fire, and outside cooking, but he did look cold. When it was time to go to bed I explained about how to conserve body heat, and told him we were going to have to zip our sleeping bags together to keep warm. He said that was fine. I stripped down to my underwear and got in the sleeping bag. He watched me and asked why I was sleeping in my underwear. I explained that if you sleep in your clothes, you sweat in them, and you will freeze in the morning when you get up. I said normally when I go camping I sleep nude in my sleeping bag, but didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. He nodded understanding and stripped down to his boxers and got in the sleeping bag. His teeth were chattering and he was shivering when he got in the sleeping bag, so I wrapped my arms around him until he stopped shivering. I pointed out to him how well this works, and he agreed. He said he guessed it worked as long as you were bundled with someone you didn’t mind rubbing up against. I agreed and said there aren’t many guys who’s bodies Id want rubbing against mine.

    Charlie got quiet, then he asked if I minded his body against mine. I told him I really liked feeling him against me, and he said he liked it too. I asked what he liked about it, and he said he always felt close to me and he liked the feel of my hairy chest against him.

    He asked what I liked about feeling him agaisnt me, and I told him I always felt close to him, and I like feeling his smoothness, but things could get embarrassing. He asked what was embarrassing. I said when I feel someone’s bare body against mine, it makes my cock get hard. He laughed and said he gets hard all the time. I said I know, I’ve seen him when he wakes up and comes out in his boxers. He started to get embarrassed, and I told him not to feel bad. Judging from the size of the bulge in his boxers, his cock is bigger than mine. We were already feeling each other’s chests and legs, so I reached around him and felt the head of his hard cock pressing against his boxers. Charlie moaned and slid my hand inside his boxers and felt his bush and wrapped my hand around his hard thick shaft. As I stroked Charlie’s cock, I said if I could play with his cock, he could play with mine. We slid off our boxers and threw them out of the sleeping bag.

    Charlie got on top of me and I spread my legs so his cock rested against mine. I wrapped my legs around him and hugged him as he pressed his cock into mine. He said he loved feeling so close to me. I told him I loved it too. He asked if I minded our cocks rubbing together. I told him I wanted to feel his cock for a long time now. He asked if I still wanted to play with his cock. I told him I did. He said if he could play with me, I could play with him. I told him we could do anything he wanted to try. He asked if I was serious, and I told him I was.

    We were now laying side by side facing each other, stroking each other’s cocks. I asked Charlie if he really wanted to play with my cock or was just playing with mine because I was playing with his. He told me he had wanted to be naked with me for a long time, and jerked off thinking about it. I asked if he wanted to play now,and he said yes.

    I unzipped the sleeping bag and turned on the overhead light. I got between his legs and held his cock. It was seven and a half inches and surrounded by a blond bush. I licked the bulging leaking head of his cock. It tasted like stale cum from previous orgasms. He purred as i sucked him, moving up and down his thick shaft. I asked if he liked what I was doing. He said if I don’t stop, he was going to cum. I said I wanted to eat his cum. He started thrusting into my mouth as I sucked him and felt his big smooth balls. I felt the underside of his cock throbbing and his cum filling my mouth. I opened my mouth so he could see his cum and then I swallowed it.

    He told me how good it felt and that he wanted to do the same to me. He moved down between my legs and held my five inch cock and started licking it, and then sucked me. I watched as he moved up and down my shaft and ran his hands over my hairy body. He played with my balls and tickled my ass and I started shooting in his mouth. He swallowed it and lay next to me.

    He said that since we swapped cum, it was like we were blood brothers now. I asked what that meant, and he said it was like we were family now, and we could share our bodies with each other whenever we were horny. I asked if he was sure that was what he wanted, and he held me tight and said he never felt so close to a guy. I told him I loved being close to him and hoped we could be even closer. Charlie asked how we could be closer. I told him since his cock was a lot bigger than mine, we could be closer if he fucked me and cummed deep in my ass. His eyes got big and he asked if I’d really let him fuck me. I said there is no way for two guys to be closer, and I would love to feel that close to him. I lay on my back and spread my legs.

    He got between my legs. His cock was hard. I told him to press it against my hole. I pushed out and told him to push in. I felt his thick shaft slide inside me, as we both moaned. He started thrusting in and out of me.

    I shook with excitement. Charlie thrust in me for about ten minutes before shooting his load deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me with his cock still inside me. I asked if he felt closer to me, and he told me he felt like we belonged to each other. When his cock got soft and flopped out, I sucked him clean. He sucked me again and ate my cum. We fell asleep. I woke up at 3am and found Charlie sucking my cock. I moved into a 69 position and sucked him as well. I was glad he was as into me as i was into him.

    In the morning, I asked Charlie to fuck me again, and it felt better than the first time. We got dressed, broke camp and drove back home. Charlie told him mom we had a great time and she thanked me. Charlie’s mom worked second shift, so he started coming over my place after school where we expressed our closeness for hours.

    As Charlie got older, he got hairier and his cock got thicker. Once he started fucking me, he grew in confidence. He told me that by fucking me, He fall deeply in love with me and wants to stay with me .Both of us ran far far away leaving his mother behind alone! Horray.

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  • A Fun Time With My Curious Buddy

    I was that kid in school, the one who had a hard time with others. My grades were fine, as usual steady 3.0, but I hated school. I was the loner. I took care of myself as a few idiots learned the hard way. Each day a chore until I met him, Preston, he was built like a god. He had sandy blond hair and piercing green eyes.

    He walked into class as Mrs. Warner was lecturing. She paused, ‘Ah, you must be the new student.’ She glanced at a paper on her desk, ‘Preston Walthers right?’

    He gave a nervous smile and nodded. ‘Alright,’ she said, ‘Have a seat next to Ricky. Ricky, can you give him your notes to copy after class?’ ‘Sure,’ I say as I work to keep my voice normal as he walks toward me.

    Mrs. Warner returns to her lecture and Preston sits down next to me. ‘Hi’ I say ‘So where are you from?’

    Preston smiles ‘Oh I’m from Wisconsin. Name’s Preston. Nice to meat you,’ he says as he holds out his hand. As I shake his hand I notice his ring. Something is written on it but I can’t make it out. ‘Nice ring,’ I say. ‘What’s it say?’

    ‘Oh’ he says ‘Its Latin. It says Dum vita est spes est. Amor Libere.’

    ‘While there is life there is hope. Love freely’ I say with a smile. His eyes widen. ‘Hey,’ I say feeling bold. ‘Wanna sit together for lunch?’

    We did and our friendship grew as did my attraction to Preston and I learned over time the many things we shared in common. Like we both loved swimming. We would often meet up to go swimming in the old pool at the school. (Our school has 2 pools the old one is used mainly by members of the swim team for practicing. Our coach had given each member a key to the old pool.)

    It was after one such swimming session that my lust filled dreams were fulfilled. We had just gotten out of the pool and gotten in the locker room. We were showering after swimming. We were goofing off and having fun. ‘Let’s get a pizza. I’m hungry’ I say with a smile.

    ‘Sure I could go for a pizza’ Preston said. We turned off the water and were heading to the lockers when I slipped, falling back into Preston. I felt his arms catch me, wrapping around me and holding me. He helped me back to my feet and it was then as I turned to thank him I noticed 2 things. First he was blushing and second he had a boner tenting his swimming trunks.

    ‘So are you just happy to see me Preston?’ I say with a laugh and he blushes even more.

    ‘Um Ricky,’ he says. ‘There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you. I guess now I might as well.’ He swallows hard. ‘Um have you ever you know wondered what it would be like,’ he paused and took a deep breath ‘with a guy?’

    I stood in shock. The guy I’ve been dying to have is actually maybe into guys. ‘Uh yah sometimes I do. What about you Preston?’

    ‘A few times. Have you ever actually done anything with a guy?’ Now it was my turn to blush. I knew he could see it on my face so I said ‘Once, I did.’

    He took a step closer and looked into my eyes and I saw hope and fear in them as he asked ‘Can I?’ I nodded and he kissed me. I felt the raw passion the lust in his fierce kiss as his body pressed against me. His tongue dancing with mine, I could taste him, sweet spicy and masculine. I needed him. My hands running through his hair and his hand on the back of my neck made me feel so hot I wanted more.

    I pulled my hands away from his hair, still kissing him I let them trace his back down lower and lower until I got to his trunks. ‘Off’ I said pulling back from the kiss. As I pushed his trunks down and felt the touch of his hard cock against me. ‘You too’ he said with a smile. I pulled off my trunks and grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the bench.

    ‘Sit’ I said, pushing him onto the bench. I straddled him and began kissing and nibbling his neck. Nibbling and kissing my way down, I reached his nipples. I slowly licked around them, teasing them with my tongue.

    ‘Please’ he begged and I obliged, sucking his nipple into my mouth. ‘Yes’ he moaned. I moved on kissing and licking lower. My tongue sliding over his smooth hairless chest as his moans continued. I lapped along his treasure trail, his hips pumping, rubbing his cock against me. I reached the base of his cock. ‘Do you want it Preston?’ I ask already knowing the answer. ‘Yes. Please Ricky. Please.’ He said through shaking breath.

    I slowly licked the base of his cock along the shaft. I go slowly up the shaft licking everywhere but the head. ‘Ricky I need you. Please’ he begged. I slowly began allowing my tongue to flick the edges of the head. ‘More please. More’ he begged.

    I slowly started to lick more and more of the head my tongue swirling around the head as I finally opened my mouth wide and sucked him down, all 7 inches. ‘Oh god Ricky, yes’ he moaned, his back arching and hips thrusting into me, I could see his stomach moving in waves and feel his balls contracting. He was close. ‘Oh god Ricky yes. Yes’ He shouted as he came and I felt his cock pulse as his warm sweet cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it down and kept sucking, making sure there was none left. When I was satisfied I had got it all, I pulled away. ‘Did you like?’ I asked with a smile.

    ‘Damn Ricky’ he said breathing hard. ‘That was the best blowjob I ever had.’

    ‘Good’ I say, ‘Now you ready to try me?’

    TO BE CONTINUED…

  • The Landlord and the New Tenent

    It was a warm July evening, I was setting there on the bed, in my tee shirt and briefs, having just had my shower. I was setting there with my knees pulled up, my feet on the bed and my arm wrapped around my legs resting my head on my knees.

    I was sad,upset,torn, between very angry and devastated, My Boyfriend of three years, had just shown his true colors, an unfaithful liar.

    I had asked him if he was messing around with someone else, he of course denied it and said a flat out, NO! your the only man in my life. I had taken him at his word, but then it happened several days later I saw him in coming out of an adult book store with another young good looking stud, hand in hand and kissing as they stepped out of the door.

    I confronted him when he got home very late that night, he was embarrassed, and I told him to take his shit and go live with the guy he’s been seeing, our relationship was over.

    Todd, my ex boyfriend, got his clothes and other things together and left.

    It was a hurtful day, and I greived for several weeks, I couldn’t get it out of my mind, I needed something or someone to take my mind off it.

    Oh! my name is Aaron, and I was one of two boys,in my family, our parents had been killed as childred and my Grams, my mothers mom, had taken us in, gotten custody and raised us, she was a strict, old fashioned, victorian style grandmother, very proper, and prim, stately and gracious, we had a great life, and wanted for nothing, but we did have the love of a wonderful grandparent to grow up with.

    She had passed away at seventy three, two years ago, and she left me some of her rental properties and part of her money.

    I was doing fairly good, finished college at the local community college and got my bachlors degree.

    I loved that old house that she left me, she also left some properties to my older brother in Denver, where he took up residence.

    The House was an enormous Tudor style home, that I had inherited, and the upstairs four bedrooms were huge, big enough to be turned into two room, full bath, small efficiency apartments.

    I spend several thousand dollars getting them ready for tenents, turning each one of those large bedrooms into an apartment. Each with a small kitchenette, complete with a Cook stove with vent cover, small refrigerator, small kitchen table, and furnished living room area and nice bedroom, the apartments were totally furnished, very nice and ready for renters.

    I of course lived in the big two bedroom apartment on the lower level.

    Well I was setting on the bed that night in just a tee shirt and a pair of white briefs, and at about eight thirty I heard the door bell ring.

    Without thinking about my state of undress, I went to the door and opened it up.

    I was greeted by this very handsome looking guy in a pair of those satin looking shorts with the double stripes on the sided and this pull over shirt and a hat on his sort of wild flying hair sticking out from under the brim of that hat, his face was handsome with dark eyes brows and beautiful, mystical dreamy dark brown eyes. He had this peice of paper in his hand, looking at it.

    ‘Hi are you Aaron Styles?’ he said.

    ‘Yes I am,’ I responded.

    ‘Well I’m answering your add, and wanting to look at the efficiency you listed for rent.’ he said with a very nice smile.

    ‘Ah! Oh yeah, come on In,’ I said, ‘please excuse my state of dress, I just took a shower,’ I tried to make an excuse for being almost undressed.

    ‘Hey man, I don’t think you have anything that I don’t know about or haven’t seen before.’ he responded with a smile.

    Well I got dressed in some shorts and took Him up to the apartment to show it off. We chatted about the apartment and I was very happy to hear him say he’s take it, actually I was so impressed with him I gave him a fifty dollar a month reprieve on the rent, I didn’t tell him though.

    ‘Sorry Aaron, I forgot to tell you my name, we got so busy. It’s Todd, Todd Garner,’ he said.

    I reached out my had and shook Todds hand, just thinging, ‘wow, my ex’es name was Todd too, was this a coincidence?’

    We went down to my apartment and we signed the lease and I welcomed him to the apartment, and I handed him the key.

    ‘I usually would like a months rent as a deposit but I don’t think I have anything to worry about with you.’ I said.

    ‘Hey man, that would be alright with me, it’s just good business,’ so he wrote me a check for the first and last months rent, and a security deposit of a months extra rent.

    When he brought his things to take possesion of the Apartment I was out giveing him a helping hand with his things, bringing them upstairs to his pad.

    ‘Thanks man, I appreciate it,’ he said.

    ‘no problem,anytime you need help with anything, don’t hesitate to ask,’ I replied.

    I felt so good about Todd, he was truly an awesome looking guy, about six ft maybe six-one tall, with a very almost Darth Vader type of deep resonate voice, very masculine and sexy. And as outgoing and friendly as he could be.

    I would watch each afternoon as Todd would go out Jogging in a pair of flimsy thin shorts, he would always return about an hour later running up the walk way to the front entrance I would try to be setting on the porch watching as he came back from jogging, but the one thing that I really loved about watching him run was the big long, thick cock flopping back and forth as he ran in those flimsy shorts, damn it wsa like a huge swinging pendulem on a large clock, swinging back and forth with each legs stride. I could tell that Todd was hung very well and I wanted very badly to get a good look at it.

    Each evening I would smile and see him running up to the house and he would smile and say ‘Hey Aaron, how’s it going.’

    My response was always almost the same thing, ‘Hey Todd, not much, how’s your day been?’

    He would almost always pull up the bottom of his shirt up and give me a glimpse of his gorgeous stomach and chest, as he wiped sweat off his face with his shirt tail.

    Just ogling his awesome body, that treasure trial of dark hair, running down his stomach from the thick brush of hair on his chest and disappearing into his shorts, noticing the sweaty beads of perspiration on his hairy, muscular legs, Hell what I wouldn’t have given for a pair of those sweaty shorts, I wanted to sniff them and smell his awesome fragrence, I would end up going into my apartment and jerk off a load, just dreaming about Todds body and wondering just what that awesome cock would look like, I had all these questions like how big was his ball, did he shave his pubic hair, I hoped not, I had this thing for a beautiful thick pubic bush, was he circumcised or not, My mind just went berserk wondering about such things as I stroked my cock to a thundering cum.

    Todd went on upstairs to his apartment to shower and I went in and then remembered that he had some mail mixed in with my mail that day, so I decided to take it up to him.

    I climbed the stars and walked to his door, It was slightly ajar, standing open, I lightly knocked and didn’t hear anything, thinking he was probably in the shower, I decided to walk in and lay it on his little kitchen table.

    I layed the letters on the table and then I noticed that his sweaty shorts and grey boxerbriefs were laying there on the floor, he was in the little bathroom, I just thought wow, and I reached down and picked up his sweaty shorts and boxerbriefs and raised them to my nostrils and took a deep sniffing breat. I moaned from the exquisit aroma waifing into my nostrils, god was that ever a turn on. Holy shit his sweaty, manly aroma smelled so fantastic as I just stood there with my eyes closed taking in the most awesome aroma I have had the pleasure of enjoying in a long time.

    I lost sense of time as I took in that smell and let my mind float away.

    My cock was about to split my shorts as I sniffed away, without even thinking where I was or what I was doing.

    I heard someone clear their throat and I jumped, startled, and I opened my eyes and there standing totally naked before me was Todd, with this rather simple smile and looking straight into my eyes, he had his right hand around a very stiff cock, slowly, gently stroking it back and forth, and as I looked at him like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, he smiled and said. ‘Aaron, wouldn’t you rather have the real thing, that looks very hot what your doing, and I’m really turned on watching it.’

    He walked over shut the door, walked straight up to me face to face, and with out saying a word, he took my right hand and placed it on his very thick cock, ‘There thats what you really want isn’t it?’ he said.

    ‘Ye,Ye,ughm, yes,’ I finally studdered out of my mouth.

    ‘Hey Todd, you don’t need to be ashamed, I have noticed how you look at my cock flopping in my shorts when I came home from jogging, and I was wondering just how long it would be before you would get to suck on it, I was letting you make the first move, but believe me I love a good round of sex with a hot guy, and I love having my cock sucked. What do you say, would you like to get it on? I know I would. Can’t you tell by my hard cock?’

    ‘Oh hell yeah Todd, I have dreamed of doing it with you.’

    ‘Well do you want me in your apartment or shall we initiate mine?’

    ‘I really have no preference Todd, its you, not he apartment I want.’

    Todd took my hand took his underwear from my left hand and led me to the bedroom, I stripped and we crawled upon the bed, I realized he had not showered yet, he had just gotten ready to shower when he heard me in his apartment.

    I went down on that awesome almost nine inch cock of Todd’s as he lay back and groaned with that deep voice like a bear.

    His body smelled so awesome, Todd was more gorgeous than I had first dreamed.

    I had a problem of taking his uncut cock all the way into my throat, not that it was so long, it was just so damned thick, almost unreal, I finally got my throat relaxed and I felt Todd’s cock slide deep into my throat with a loud groan, ‘Jesus, Aaron it has been so long for me. Fuck that feels like heaven, yeah man suck it, take it all, fuck that feels good,’ and I did just that.

    I worked that awesome forskin on his covered cockhead back and forth, sucking that beautiful bluish purple head and I worked his cock like a master.

    It took me about fifteen minutes and I felt his climax coming on. I felt his body start to getting tighter, more ridid, his huge nuts had pulled up tight into the sack against his cock base, and he let out a loud gasp as his cock started jerking and filling my mouth with almost thirteen shots of cum. He layed back breathing heavy and smiling, ‘Wow Aaron, an apartment with extras.’

    I smiled at Todd, ‘Todd your awesome man, I love your cock and your cum,’

    ‘Hey man, it’s here for you anytime you want it,’ he said.

    I started to get up and he grabbed me and said, ‘Where the fuck do you think your going man, I’m not done, he pushed me back on the bed, leaned over and started sucking my cock like a professional cock sucker, I knew by how good he was that I wasn’t the first cock he had sucked.

    I was so hot at this time I shot a load into his mouth after about four minutes of his sucking, and he sucked it out like a soda thru a straw from my cock opening. I was about to scream as he sucked me off. And if you hadn’t notice this Todd made me forget about what I had with the other Todd, I guess I was suppose to have a Todd in my life.

    That was just the beginning of this story there is more to come in the next chapter, when Todd takes this to the next level, stay tuned.

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  • A Marine’s Confesson

    This is a true story of a young man that I have known most of my life, we grew up together, went to the same school, and church.

    I knew from early on that I had an attraction to guys, Hell!, how many times did I get a boner and have to hide it in the High School locker room, watching and almost swallowing my tongue as I saw guy after guy heading for the showers, watching their gorgeous asses, as they walked, seeing them pop woodies at times under the spray of the showers.

    Hell I even noticed Coach Lauer as he watched the guys in the showers, and every so often I noticed his cock swelling out in his shorts too, I got the hint, he was rather enjoying seeing those hot athletes and students naked in the showers.

    I realized then I had no desire for girls and was just plain as they called us back then ‘Queer’ although later I appreciated the less durogitory name of being ‘Gay’ at least it denotes a situation of being happy.

    Well my best buddy all through life has been a guy named Andy, actually Andrew, but he liked being called Andy.

    I never got to do anything sexually with Andy, actually even during sleepovers I was not ever in a position to check out his cock and balls, I did notice however, he had an awesome looking body, and what I did see was nice looking, he always wore boxer briefs and I could see a very noticable cock head at the end of a quite thick looking shaft laying over to the left.

    Oh yeah and his ass in those boxer briefs was heart stopping.

    Well as time went on I didn’t want Andy to find out about me, lest it ruin our friendship or something worse, I wasn’t sure just how he felt about the idea of me being ‘Gay’ or homo if you please.

    Well I was there when he was leaving for the Marine training base. I was really sad to see him go. He came home one time after his basic training and let me know where he was headed, I was almost horrified to hear the he was going to be going to Afghanistan for a tour of Duty, and realizing that there was the remote possiblity of him not making it home alive, when I hugged my best buddy goodby I felt so sad, I even started tearing up.

    Here I was heading off to a safe college enviornment and he was heading off to a war, to possibly make the ultimate sacrafice.

    Well I did pray for Andy, wrote to him constantly and let him know someone back here cared.

    In his letters he wrote some of the most horrible things, atrocities, and ways the people of Afghanistan were treated by the Taliban and Al-Qaida.

    I was horrified and only wanted Andrew’s safe return.

    After almost thirteen months of worrying and praying, I got the notice he was going to be coming home.

    I was absolutely ecstatic about the news, as was his parents, who had kept me up to date on the latest news from Andy.

    The day of his return home was upon us and He flew in on Southwest Airlines, I watched his Dad’s car pull up and he got out, He looked really different, more masculine, manly, better built, god he was good looking, I felt that old stirring in the pit of my stomach.

    When Andy saw me standing on the porch of his parents home, he smiled and came over to greet me.

    I thought he would squeeze me in half, then he did something I was shocked at, he kissed me on the cheek, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it, I was just shocked at it, that wasn’t Andy at all, or at least the Andy I remembered.

    As he hugged me he said, ‘Hey Ken, as soon as I get settled in,I want us to go somewhere private, there’s something I need to tell you.’

    ‘Well O.K. Andy, is it that Important?’ I asked.

    ‘I really think so, and I want you to hear it from me, O.K.?’ he responded.

    Not having the slightest clue of what he wanted to tell me, I was bewildered about it all day. Was it good, bad, or otherwise.

    Well about seventhirty that evening I got a call from Andy wanting us to meet and go somewhere private to talk.

    I came over in my Toyota Corona, and picked him up and he said, ‘Lets Drive out to Old Gardner’s Quarry,’ I said, ‘O.K.’ and out to the old Quarry Road we went.

    Gardner’s Quarry is an old quarry pit where the use to take rock out of the ground for building, it had shut down years ago, because it filled with water and had now become just a fishing hole.

    We got out and went over and sat on this big rock overlooking the Water filled Quarry.

    ‘Hey Ken, While I was in that crazy places over there, I did a lot of thinking and I came to the realization that I missed you.’ He said.

    ‘Hey Andy, man I missed you too, a lot, I was really worried about you.’

    ‘I know that Ken, but I’m trying to say that I really missed you, I mean I really missed you, everything about you. I missed your smile, your kindness, your looks, your body, Yes Ken, your body.’

    When those words came out of Andy’s mouth I felt strange, excited but strange, I really didn’t know what to say in response.

    ‘Andy looked into my eyes and just smiled, took a deep breath and said, ‘Alright here goes, You might get mad at me but I have thought of nothing else since I realized this and started thinking about you.’

    Andy leaned over took the back of my head and pulled my face to his, looked me straight in the eyes with his deep blue gorgeous sexy looking eyes, and kissed me on the lips, ‘This is what I meant, by I missed you, I love you man, I really mean I’m in love with you, I want every part of you, your body, soul, mind and funny as its seems Ken, I want to have sex with you,’ he said.

    I was totally in a state of shock, no thought about this happening, no warning that it was coming on, and no Idea that Andy felt this was. It was like a Sunami hitting the shore, it just hit like a ton of bricks, not that I minded and didn’t want it to happen. I had always had the hot’s for Andy, but I never expressed them to him.

    Andy was by now making me wilt with his kissing me, I felt his hand move up under my shirt and start playing with my nipples, I was melting into the ground, I wanted this all my life and now here it was and I was like in a dream world.

    Andy, pulled my pull over shirt off and then pushed me back.

    ‘Oh man, I shouldn’t have done that, I don’t want to loose you as a friend,’ he said.

    ‘I Leaned over and started kissing him lips and telling him about my desire to have been his lover since we were kids.

    He smiled and said, ‘you remember how we slept over at each other’s houses when we were younger,’

    I said.’Yeah! I do. I use to get so turned on watching you in those boxerbriefs, god you were hot looking.’

    ‘HOLY SHIT MAN, I had no idea you felt that way, you never put out any signs.’

    I didn’t want to loose your friendship Andy, I would rather go through life desiring you and not getting to have you, than to never even get to see you because I did something stupid and drove you away.’

    ‘No shit, damn, I use to lay next to you and want to mess around with you but never would, for the same reason, and just think of all the awesome times we missed getting to enjoy each other.’

    ‘Well those times are over,’ Andy said, and there on that big Rock, Next to Gardners’ Quarry, we began to undress each other and in the almost darkness with just the light of the moon above us, We began our love affair.

    I was in Heaven as I undid his trousers and slid them down, and seeing that beautiful thick flared out cock head and shaft was almost heart stopping and knowing it was on someone that I had loved for a number of years made it all the more better.

    We gradually got each other undressed and then we decided to lay on the tall grass and enjoy feeling around on each other, we took our time like two erotic Movie stars and just enjoyed each other.

    I noticed how much more Andy was bulked up since going into the Marines, god he was handsome, and muscular, built like a fucking freight train, and solid as a brick wall, I loved his lightly hairy chest and hairy legs, and that cock was awesome, standing up thick and straight like an oak tree, just waiting for a lumber jack to take care of it.

    I began rubbing on his washboard abs, I licked his navel and sucked on his nips and heard his beautiful song of love moans as I did all I could.

    Then I had him roll over and began to lick on his awesoem ass, It was something he had never had done before, I had my tongue buried in his manhole and he was almost climbing the tree, as I licked and sucked his hole.

    ‘Holy Jesus man, that feels fantastic.’ he said,

    I rolled him over and that pillar of love stuck up almost eight inches tall, and I began to worship it with my tongue, ‘Aw, God man, AW shit, was his favorite statement as I took him to paradise with my mouth, swirling my mouth and tongue as well as my hand the length of his shaft and I felt his cock flexing out thick and hard as I took his shaft to he pubic bone and then back up again, making sure I worked on that sensitive head, I had him moaning and groaning as I sucked the most awesome guy I had ever known, I wanted his seed, and I wasn’t gonna stop untill I had it.

    He had the back of my head and was gently working his cock with my head, I was loving this little action as he shoved his cock deep into my mouth, I don’t think he was even mentally there, he was gone to la la land as I took his cock and body to heaven.

    I felt that old familiar feeling in his body as he began to buildup to the climax, his dick was getting like fintrock, harder with each suck and deep throating, and his cock head was flaring out tighter and bigger, and I reached my hand down and felt those awesome nuts, that had all but disappeared into his body, and I heard his sounds as he began to jerk and expell his hot, sticky, creamy, sweet salty nutsauce into my mouth and it was a big mouthful too.

    I was not going to be denied one dropplet of his cum, and I didn’t miss any either.

    I made sure every little driplet of his manjuice went into my mouth as he layed there totally exhausted, almost gasping for breath.

    Well for a fact I knew then he totally enjoyed it. When he sat up he began to slather kisses on me like a wild man. Telling me he loved me and wanted to do more with me.

    I said,’O.k. and I leaned him over and I began to play with Andy’s cock again, it took a good twenty minutes for him to reload but In that twenty minutes I went for broke, I raised up his legs and there on that Rock, I began to eat his ass out again, and then I lifted Andy’s legs and I slid my seven incher into his tight virgin asshole, at first he jumped and moaned a little.

    I was now in heaven, and he was ass fucking my cock with his asshole like a friday night whore.

    Andy looked straight into my eyes and said, ‘Jesus Ken, I had no idea that this was that awesome, It hurt at first but now It’s the most awesome feeling Ihave ever felt outside of that blowjob you just gave me,’ I felt his anal muscles tighten up on my cock and he just moaned adn said, ‘Shit man, You keep this up and I’m gonna cum again.’ It took him just about three more minutes of having his asshole stretched and pounded by my hard throbbing cock, and he started going wilder that a bucking bronco, ‘OH Fuck Ken, I’m gonna cum again,’ and he did all over us both, it was phenomenal, and I watched his almost distorted face as he shot his load and grunted and filled his asshole with my own load.

    It was the most awesome night of sex I had ever had with anyone.

    When we were finished, Andy looked at me and smiled, and said, ‘Well that’s what I wanted to talk to you about, I am in Love with you Ken,’

    I hope that don’t upset you to hear it.

    I smiled and said, ‘Hey Andy, tonight is just the beginning of our love affair.’ And it was!!!!!!!

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  • Just Tutoring

    All of these event and characters are fictional.

    College is hard everyone knows it especially Rick. He is 18 years old tall slender, but has broad shoulders and smooth body. His long black hair almost covers his sparkling green emerald eyes. If he wants to stay on the soccer team he has to keep his grades up. His teacher said he would send a student over to tutor him. Rick did not know whether to expect his tutor to show up at all.

    Wearing only a t-shirt and shorts rick answered the door. ‘James!’, James was the guy he always stared at in class. Now he was at his dorm for tutoring. He was a little shorter then nick and well defined muscles. James is 20 years old with short jet black hair, blue eyes, and just a little body hair. His smile alone was enough to melt Rick’s heart. James was wearing a stretch muscle tee and jeans that show cased his bubble but. ‘Let’s get started,’ James said as Rick tried not to make it obvious that he was staring at James’ crotch. James had planned to discussing the periodic table. Rick just wanted to lay on the table while he got fucked by James. Who would not like to be fucked by the hottest guy on campus.

    It did not take long for James recognize the deep sexual glare from Rick. James said, ‘When there is something you want, go for it!’. Without any hesitation he knocked all the books out of the way, pressed himself up on James and kissed him passionately on the neck. James is immediately turned on by Ricks bold forwardness and starts to get a hard on. Noticing this Rick said, ‘Want some help with that?’ and put his hands down into James’ tight jeans before he could respond giving off light moans. ‘That feels so good!’ James exclaimed as he reached into Rick’s pants to grab his ass. He responded with even more passionate kissing.

    James took off his jeans so Rick would have easier access to his 7 inch dick. They exchange kissing while Rick lifts his own shirt off and grabs James’ nice firm ass. Immediately James starts kissing Ricks nipples. Rick begins to unbuckle his belt as James sucks on his massive, cut chest. After Rick’s pants come off, James stands up to take off his shirt. Both completely naked start making out. Rick grabs James ass and thrusts his cock against his own causing an even more heated make out session. Both were moaning with intense pleasure as the kissed each other. ‘Let’s give your cock a little more attention shall we?’ said James who then kneels down to please his 5 inch cock. Rick starts yelling, ‘Oh! Oh yeah! Show me what you know, tutor me, OH YEAH! OH!’. ‘Alright,’ said James as he pulled away, ‘now get down and suck my cock bitch!’. ‘Yes master,’ replied Rick obediently as he began to service his 7 inch meat. ‘Oh! Oh yeah! Suck faster bitch, you’re learning Oh! Yeah bitch get that cock ready. Where’s that cock going?’. Rick pulled out just long enough to answer, ‘In my ass sir,’. He moaned with pleasure when James spanked him and said, ‘That’s right bitch!’. Rick continued sucking like he had not had any sex in months. James, ‘Oh yeah boy suck my meat’.

    At this time Rick’s Chemistry teacher, Dominic, enters the dorm room. He’s a 29 year old hunk 6′ 1′ tall & tan well built and defined muscles including an 8 pack set of abs. Not to mention the noticeable 10′ boner under his tightly fitted jeans. His pecs were hard and clearly visible through his white muscle tee. ‘How’s my newest student doing James,’ as soon as Dominic said this Rick turned around in astonishment. ‘He’s shaping up into a class A student,’ James said as he repositioned Rick onto his hands and knees. ‘I am the teacher so I’ll see how well you’ve tutored him,’ said Dominic as he began to undress. Rick was speechless as he saw the beauty of what was his teacher undress in front of him. ‘Loosen him up Jame’s,’ commanded Dominic.

    James began to rim Rick’s ass as they both stroked their own cocks. Rick looked up his teacher fully undressed who began walking toward him. James then inserted his dick and was followed by an intense moan from the receiver. Dominic was standing next to them now stroking his own cock. ‘Part one of your test is ‘blow jobs’ now suck!’ commanded Dominic. Rick ,a willing student took his teachers cock and began his work, moaning from the ferocious pounding from behind. Dominic and James leaned in and began a passionate make out above the student who was taking his test. Rick pulled back and began to work on the teacher’s balls. Dominic pulled away from James ‘OH yeah boy suck them balls oh yeah,’. Slapping of balls could be heard as James began pounding harder and faster. The initial shock was too much for Rick to hold in as he pulled away to let out intense moans of pain and pleasure, Rick yelling with great pleasure ‘Don’t stop, it feels so good!’

    ‘It’s time for Part 2,’ said Dominic. James knew exactly what this meant. He pulled out and Dominic replaced his dick with his own. Rick began to moan as extra inches penetrated his body. ‘Am I getting an A?’ rick breathed deeply and spoke in between moans of pain. ‘Looks pretty good Rick but your test isn’t over yet,’ Dominic said with sly grin on his face. Dominic started pounding as hard and fast as he could. ‘Please stop it OH! It hurts Mr. Dominic,’ Rick said with intense pain mixed with pleasure. As Dominic was pounding away James was sucking and foundling Rick’s balls. ‘ugh OH!’ Rick began to moan louder.

    Realizing Rick might not have much time til climax Dominic pulled out began jacking off penis aimed at Rick’s face, all the time deep moans of pure pleasure came out. Within a minute his face and chest were covered in hot white man juice. James lifted from foundling Rick’s balls and began jacking off. James groaning with pleasure with a little help from Rick’s hand underneath his balls. ‘Oh yeah I’m going to cum, oh YEAH!’ James exclaimed. Rick received yet another beautiful facial.

    Dominic liked the taste of cum. So he licked Rick’s beautiful face drenched with cum and kissed him. Dominic then whispered into his ear, ‘cum into my mouth and fill my thought with your creme.’ Rick let go of his dick so his teacher descended upon it and started up and down. ‘OH yeah teacher that’s it, OH!’. Dominic pulled out just long enough to say ‘you like that don’t you boy, you want that A’. ‘Yes teacher yes! Don’t stop it feels so… oh!’ Rick’s load had launched and his teacher swallowed with great delight.

    Dominic, ‘I’ll post your grades with the others, but I think you got an A’

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  • Socks and Underwear

    Saturday came and Kent and Mark bothwere spent, Jon had more fuck stamina that he took both of them and he was still horny afterwards. Mark and Kent were tied back-to back, both ahndcuffed to the other,both blindfolded and feet tied with Jonathan’s sweat soaked underwear. Kent woke first and nudged Mark to wake him up.

    ‘What?’ Mark asked.

    ‘Do you hear anything?’ Kent whispered.

    ‘No.’ Mark replied. ‘Jon left late last night, said he was settin’ up for a party later on today.’

    ‘Typical that’s what I was half afraid of.’ Kent muttered. He struggled and grunted to no avail. Mark sighed. ‘Kent man, give it up. Jonathan wanted us to stay for some reason. I just hope he gets back soon. I’m gettin’ stiff.’

    ‘You not the only one.’ Kent agreed. The front door opened and Kent and Mark could hear commotion, but since Jonthan’s bedroom door was closed, it was hard to tell the voices.

    ‘What could that be?’ Mark wondered out loud.

    ‘I don’t know.’ Kent answered. A minute later, Jonathan untied their feet and undid their blindfolds. Kent was shocked that it was already late afternoon.

    ‘Come on.’ Jon said impatiently, uncuffing them. Both guys staggered into the living room. They scoped and saw at least 30 assorted althetes all over the living room. Some Baseball, Football, Lacrose, even a couple of Wrestlers and Rugby pllayers were rolling on the floor bound and gagged. Some were bound back-to-back with a two sided dildo in their ass, there was one football playerliterally sat on the edge of a Football, fucking himself while bound. There were some guys hogtied and ballgagged and fucked by fucking machine. Then Kent saw Dan, blindfolded with a pair of boxerbriefs, handcuffed behind his back, jock in his mouth followed by silver duct tape. He figured he was in mid spank lesson cause his bare ass was a little red.

    ‘Jon’s so kinky he tied and spanked his brother’ Kent thought in amazement. He knew Dan was bigger and taller, but Jonathan was older and more experienced. Mark looked at the Wrestlers, struggling against the ropes with no success, grunting in their underwear gags.

    ‘You enjoyin’ the party?’ Jon asked, grinning.

    ‘It’s unlike any frat party I went to.’ Mark said.

    ‘Good.’ Jon said then he gagged Mark with a pair of briefs and hogtied him next to the group of hogtied Wrestlers. Jon stuffed a dirty sock in Kent’s mouth and blindfolded him with the other, then he called the Football stud who was sittin’ on the football to come and fuck Kent. Kent groaned and grunted in the sockgag, enjoyin’ the stud’s long cock up his ass. Jonathan saw Dan struggling. He would have almost out of there if Jon hadn’t turned his head. He reinforced the restraints and spanked him hard for 10 nonstop minutes. Dan hollered in the gag and pulled at his bonds. Afterwards, making sure that no one was goin’ to leave anytime soon. Jon hauled Dan into his spare bedroom and tied him to the bed. He mounted on Dan’s thick cock and started riding. Dan protested but to no avail. Jonathan hopped off before he wanted to come and sneered. ‘When the party’s over little bro, you and those two handsome hunks you brung here are goin’ to stay.

    Dan protested and cursed in the gag, desperately trying to get it off.

    Jonathan laughed at Dan’s futile attempt to escape. ‘Who wears the Leather Pants in the family now?’

    TO BE CONTINUED…………….

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  • Lust and Sex

    I slept like a baby the whole night and woke up only once, to go to the bathroom. When I came back, I felt rather proud to have fucked such a nice hunk and closed my eyes on the sweet memories of that night.

    Then when I came back to my senses on the morning, I said ‘hi’ to Troy by simply moaning loudly. He didn’t really answer which is understandable since what woke me up was his mouth wrapped around my cock. The warmth of his tongue was feeling so good on my dick and every time he swallowed my cock, I felt like I was going to burst. I played a little bit with his hair before he came to kiss me. He fiercely jacked himself while liplocking with me. I wanted to give him a little treat so I pushed him on his back, kissed him a little while he generously rubbed my ass then I aimed for the 69 position and began to eat my breakfast. I was eating his cock like hell while he was giving me the same treatment and we sucked each other with passion and lust for a while. His unshaved cheeks were brushing my inner tights and this raw sensation soon bring me close to come. I was completely overwhelmed by my pleasure because of the insane sensation you have just before cumming, was lasting forever. So much, that with his dick in my mouth I was having a hard time breathing. I let go of his cock who slapped on his hard stomach and I exploded in his throat. I rolled on the side and tried to catch my breath. He quickly started to jack himself and I kissed him and rubbed his tights to help him. He finally came all over his chest in a satisfaction sigh.

    We both went in the shower where we kissed and hugged a lot, but when we got out, I think we both knew that even tough everything was perfect between us, we would never be ‘together’. Nevertheless, we chat like the good friends we were and he ended the conversation by saying:

    -I’m leaving today because I have a meating out of the city. But the room his paid for still three days so you can stay here cause I know their is some construction by your apartment.

    -Okay… that’s very nice of you… but why is the room paid for three days?

    -Yeah… that’s the only issue their might have. I rent the room for one of my friend who is coming back from a trip in Europe and since I’m not in town… I can’t let him stay alone at my house.

    -Wow you look like you trust him a lot!

    -That’s not it, it’s just that I moved while he was gone so he never was in my house before so…

    -I see but there’s one bed here and even if the bed is big, I don’t feel like sharing it with a stranger.

    -Ohhh but Mark his a very… warm guy you know. You might like to share a bed with him!

    -(laugh) So I’m your welcome gift for him?

    -(laugh) No seriously you should at least stay to see him. I will already be gone, but I’m supposed to talk with him on the phone so I’ll warn him you’ll be there.

    -Okay I’ll do that but I doubt I’ll stay for the night.

    Troy left I killed some time for most of the day until 8 pm when someone knocked on the door. I was excited to see what he looked like and wasn’t disappointed when I greeted this handsome guy. He was about Troy’s height but looked a couple years younger than him, so closer to my age than to Troy’s. He had some short wavy white blond hair and the bulky built of an american football player. But gosh did he look straight: some Wall-mart style jeans, and a very boring red t-shirt which was hiding most of his built. I think this kind of outfit has it’s charms but doesn’t really make me believe anything is possible, but I remembered Troy’s comment which has to mean I have a chance. Anyways, we chat a little and I felt both a lot more uneasy than what I would have guessed. We ended up listening to tv. We talked and laugh a little about all the boring programs playing that night and then he wanted to rent a porno on the hotel’s channel. I smelled the lust in me and quickly agreed. We were at opposite sides of the couch and we didn’t move a bit, the movie played and the only development was between Mark and his hand. I didn’t even got to see his dick cause he only unbuttoned his jeans and slipped his hand in his underwear. Bored to death, I went to shower and wasn’t even to cum in it. I wanted to go back home but I realized it was pretty late and chose to wait until the morning. Planning on going to bed I only putted back my boxers and got out of the bathroom. Then, things got more interesting. Mark had lowered his jeans to his mid-tight, not only revealing his large tights but his huge balls and an enormous dick. His left arm was lazily lying on the back of the sofa while his right hand was actively sliding up and down his big pole. ‘My! Tings heated up here’ I said. ‘Yeah’ he answered sensually while turning his head to show me his content smile. When he saw me he completely scanned me from head to toe and then, he moved on the sofa and said: ‘Sorry I took the entire place while you were in the shower, you can come back now’.

    I sat much closer to him this time than earlier. I slipped my hand in my boxer and sloppily played with my dick. Mark was giving me glances from time to time and when I got hard, I completely removed my boxer. This triggered a little moan from Mark. We both jacked individually until the movie ended before we could both cum. Mark continued to jack in silence but I took my courage in hands and grabbed his pole. I started to jack him and he moaned while letting his head fall back. He soon joined his arms behind his head to better enjoy my jacking. I got closer to him and he leaned a bit so we could kiss while he replaced me in jacking myself. His hands were really big and even if I consider myself well endowed, my cock felt small in these manly hands. I fell down on his dick and swallowed the most I could. I love to rub some skin and the fact that he was still completely clothed was getting on my nerves, but he stopped me in my blowjob and installed me over him. While we were kissing I very slowly lowered myself on his dick until it was completely in. It took a big while before my ass adjusted but it eventually did, then the fucking fun began. I had never felt something so big and was enjoying every inch of pleasure it was giving me. I was jumping on his cock while kissing him hand rubbing his giant pecs through his red t-shirt when he was grabbing my ass really hard. My dick was aching with pleasure with that fucking, he was pushing me harder and harder on his pole. Then he moaned loudly grabbed my ass even harder to keep me from jumping and burst in me. I fell on the couch beside him and started to stroke me, soon enough he putted back his pants and started to rub me and kiss me in the neck, to finally replace me in my jacking. After some nice gentle kissing he kneeled in front of me and started a clumsy, but way satisfying enough, blowjob. He gagged a little but his fucking had me excited enough to come whatsoever.

    We didn’t take our shower together but we cuddle and spooned in the bed for a comfortable night. We slept naked so the next morning, I woke up before him and I took a pair of jeans and headed for the kitchen. I made myself a light breakfast and crashed on the couch to wait for Mark to wake up. He finally got out of the bedroom in those tight electric green boxers who were revealing every curve he had. When we had fuck, he was still wearing his clothes and even though I felt his muscle during the night, it was the first time I could see his body. He was sculpted like a Greek statue but with about 30 pounds of muscle in addition. His ass was big and muscled while every abs he had, were looking like they were going to explode. He came standing in front of me, looking at the tv, and rubbed his eyes like a little kid, but with giant biceps. I was trying to find a way to hold back my erection, cause he was very very hot, when he asked if I was going to take a shower. I said ‘yes’ and went straight to it. I was still thinking about his amazing body when he entered to brush his teeth. The curtain of the shower were only half closed so I looked at his amazing butt and back, while he brushed his teeth and he looked at me in the mirror. I wanted him so much that the second he dropped his toothbrush, I shove him in the shower, barely leaving him the time to pass over the edge of the bath. We both vigorously hugged and kissed each other under the warm water falling on us. While our tongue wrestled, I grabbed and rubbed his ass cheeks throught his soaked boxers. He was slowly jacking me and when I got hard enough, I turned him against the wall and lowered his boxer briefs just enough so that his butt popped out. When I drove my dick in that smooth piece of heaven, chills of pleasure ran on my entire body. He was obviously not very used to be fucked because he yelled and swore a lot, but I was too busy pounding this hunk to care. My cock was bouncing on his cute butt when he slipped a hand in his underwear to treat himself. I generously help him a little, but all of my attention was dedicated to his firm and big ass sliding on my cock. When I felt I was nearing my climax, I made every thrust stronger and deeper in his athletic bottom until I exploded, half in and on him. Then we both took a few minutes to recover and when he was done, he dropped his underwear as I dropped to my knees and happily wrapped my mouth around his huge endowment. I gave him a rough and smooth blowjob that he enjoyed pretty much, probably as much as he enjoyed cumming half in and on me. We finally washed each other and got out of the shower.

    I was resolute to go today, so I packed my things and left him alone but not without a big sensual kiss of good bye. I closed the door and smiled, thinking to the nice week-end I just had and I would have smiled even more, if I had knew what was coming for me.

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  • Lockerroom Fun

    I had just finished running my laps and walked off the outdoor track, breathing heavily. It was an early sunny summer day and the afternoon was warm enough to take my shirt off and stick it in my waistband, and now I used it to wipe the sweat from my face and chest as I headed for the locker room. I played a couple of school sports depending on the season. We had to do laps every day to keep in shape. I enjoyed running along the school’s track or along the river close to my dorm. We ran to better control our breathing and to expand our lungs so that we wouldn’t get winded during a strenuous game. Besides running, I lifted weights and used different equipment in the gym. My workouts were paying off. I had am awesome tight body, even if I have to say so myself. Before getting ready for my shower I checked out my entire body in the full-length mirror and noticed how my hard work was paying off; my chest had become more defined and I had rock-hard abs now, if only someone would notice.

    My locker was in a small room off the back of the main locker room, near the showers. I knew from personal experience of course that a lot more than changing went on there. I had seen guys in towels stroll about or look out through the doorway to see if anybody could be enticed to join them. I myself had occasionally hooked up there. Not lately, though. A few of the guy that I had seen who interested me hadn’t seemed inclined to return the feeling. More than once I had thought in disgust, ‘hey, I’m not that ugly. Who are they waiting for, anyway? Well it’s their loss’. And I wrapped a towel around me got ready for my shower.

    I did not see anyone in the locker room as I walked in, but heard the shower running. Just then the shower stopped. I walked into the showers and entered the outer area where we hung our towels. The guy who had been showering was there, drying himself. He looked up at me and smiled and nodded. I nodded back, hung up my towel. Then I gave my shower mate the once over. His body was well muscled without being overly developed. He had defined pecs which were lightly covered with hair that thickened as it descended over washboard abs, smoothly joining with the thick pubic mass out of which appeared a nicely sized and shaped cut cock and small round balls. His sturdy arms and legs completed the picture.

    I found myself getting a hardon so I retied my towel to cover myself as I passed him to enter the shower. To my astonishment, he followed me into the shower room. Since he just finished his shower, he must have had something else on his mind besides getting clean. I removed my towel and faced the wall and turned on a cold blast of water to control my hardon. The sudden rush of cold water caused my erection to deflate. I turned away from the wall and looked for my shower partner. He had his back to me and I was greeted with the sight of broad shoulders tapering into a perfect V-shape to firm buttocks and the sight brought lust coursing into my body again. I so much wanted to make contact with him, but to my dismay he turned off his shower and left.

    I finished my shower, dried myself off, and went back to my locker. To my surprise I saw the guy with a towel wrapped around his waist. I had seen him around campus and he seemed ‘friendly’. Our eyes met and his sent a message or so I thought. My breath quickened and I felt my cock stiffen as we held each other’s gaze. But then the guy moved away from me to his locker. Did I misread that look?

    ‘Fuck him’ and opened my locker to get my clothes and put them on the bench. But then the guy came back. We both had our towels about our waists. As he got closer, I dropped my towel and he put his foot on the bench and also dropped his. I walked toward him, then stopped. His hand first went to his cock. He fluffed it up a little and then both our hands reached out simultaneously for the other’s dick. As my hand made contact with his smooth hardness , I glanced down at my prize. I knelt down and gripped his thick long shaft. I slid my thumb over the smooth head and reached the moist piss slit which was oozing precum. I lifted the cock and with my thumb spread the precum over the head. I heard a quick intake of breath escape from his mouth.

    His hands were busy too, he reached down squeezed and fondled my nipples and began to work them so expertly that I threw back my head and closed my eyes in pleasure. After a few moments of this ecstasy, I stood up and I again brushed my lips across the darkly furred chest in front of me until I reached a nipple. I opened my mouth and let my tongue flick slowly and delicately across it. As his breathing quickened, I began to twist and squeeze the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I swallowed the other into my mouth, but he pulled away.

    I was puzzled by this reaction and spoke to him for the first time with audible words, that is. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked.

    He smiled. ‘Nothing is wrong, sorry. It just that it felt so good I couldn’t take it very much longer without cumming.

    I knelt down and cupped his ass cheeks and pulled him closer to my mouth. I closed my eyes as I let the jutting flesh of the dick head slap across my face and buried my nose into his pubic hair. Finally I opened my lips allowing his cock to enter my mouth and closed them around him. Slowly my mouth slid down past the head and down the shaft, then up again. Giving head to this guy felt very good. As I increased the pressure and pace of my efforts, I began to pull on my own stiff dick with one hand. The guy began to sigh again, his hands caressing my head as I knelt and buried my face in his crotch, taking the entire length of erect cock down my hot throat. A moan escaped his lips as I twisted my lips around and up his shaft. I then raised my hands to his chest teasing his nipples as I continued my sucking on the stiff cock which hadn’t left my mouth for a second.

    I raised my eyes and saw the him throw back his head. My knees were beginning to hurt from the cold tile floor of the locker room but I didn’t care. He was wildly moaning and shouting encouragement for me not to stop. He was thanking me for giving him so much pleasure. I felt his strong hands on my head, caressing and guiding me further along his shaft. I felt a rush of pride that I could give this much pleasure to another guy. I grasped his ass again and lunged forward, deep-throating his cock until it choked me. I gagged on his massive cock. With a grunt he pulled back and out of my warm cavern and came all over my face.

    I wanted to feel his warm man juice in my mouth, so I asked why he pulled out, ‘Hey no need to choke yourself on my account.’ Looking up, I grinned although I was gasping and my eyes were watering. ‘Wouldn’t be a bad way to go.’ I muttered. He laughed. ‘So you like to swallow?’ ‘Couldn’t you tell? I like to swallow.’ He put his hands under my armpits and pulled me up to my feet. ‘Now it’s my turn.’

    He knelt before me and I sucked my cock into his mouth. Soon I felt waves of pleasure flood through my body up from my crotch. His hands and mouth moved rapidly and expertly over my cock. Then his lips and tongue washed my balls while a strong hand continued to jerk my stiff rod. As his mouth again surrounded my cock, I looked down at him. He had a the strong face, broad shoulders and muscular back which ended into the cleft of the ass I bent forward and let my hands run down his back and cupped his strong ass cheeks. Suddenly I stopped my massage and stood up. He stopped sucking and stood up as well.

    ‘Anything the matter?’ he asked. I chuckled. ‘Not one damn thing except maybe that I don’t even know your name.’ He smiled. ‘I don’t know yours either. I guess I was more interested in other things…Anyway, I’m Anthony, and you’re…?’

    ‘I’m Bob and Anthony you’re hot.’ ‘Likewise,’ Anthony replied. ‘There I was in that shower, thinking I was the only one in the place, and then you walked in. Made my day.’ He took my cock in his hand again, while reaching around behind me with his other. I felt Anthony’s strong finger push into my asshole and closed my eyes from the new rush of pleasure. ‘Mm, I’d love to take something bigger up there’ I said matter-of-factly.

    Anthony grinned as he continued to poked between my ass cheeks. ‘I thought you’d never ask. Turn around and bend over.’ I obeyed. As I crouched and put my hands on my knees, Anthony knelt down again. In a moment I felt the soft, wet touch of Anthony’s tongue on my butt, moving closer and closer to the crevice between my legs until it tickled the hairs around my rosebud. Then his tongue began to probe the soft flesh surrounding my asshole. I closed my eyes and groaned softly as I pushed my butt back against Anthony’s invading tongue. He was trying to get as much of it up my asshole as he could. He redoubled his efforts, moving his head from side to side, pressing his lips against the soft flesh as he thrust his tongue into the prized orifice.

    His grunts and groans and obscene smacking sounds coming from him rimming me drove me into a frenzy of lust. ‘Come on. Yeah, eat my ass. Stretch that hole and get it ready for your big fat cock,’ I whispered through gritted teeth while pulling on my cock. ‘You’re getting me so hot…can’t wait to feel that rod slamming into me.’

    ‘You got it, buddy,’ replied Anthony, rising to his feet. He pulled me back toward the bench where our towels lay, and reaching under his own, pulled out a condom and small plastic tube. He winked at me and said that he had come prepared. Anthony asked me to put the condom on is cock and then squeezed some clear gel from the tube and quickly applied it to his hardon, staring at me all the while. I fixed my gaze on the sight of this hot stud preparing to fuck me. Anthony finished applying the lube and sat on the bench with his legs on either side. His erection jutted stiff and glistening in front of his body. He motioned to me to come forward. ‘I want to start with you riding on top?’

    ‘Sure thing.’ I said, moving toward Anthony. Facing him and putting a hand on his shoulder, I straddled Anthony’s body and took his cock with my other hand and guided it toward my waiting hole. Bending my knees slowly, I positioned his hard flesh against the opening of my chute, and felt himself beginning to yield. In a moment I gasped as the head of Anthony’s member passed the sphincter and my hole closed around it, squeezing the invading flesh. This moment always hurt but I knew that I could take it. Sure enough, very quickly my ass relaxed, and the rest of Anthony’s dick began to slide into me almost without any effort. I bent my knees further until I was sitting on his thighs and knew that the entire cock was inside me. Closing my eyes, I savored the moment, pressing down with my body into Anthony’s lap to get his cock in as far as I could. He let out a grunt of pleasure. I opened my eyes, looking at Anthony, and saw that his handsome face was dreamy with lust. I began to ride Anthony’s cock, tightening my ass muscles to give maximum friction as I slid up and down on the greased pole of flesh. With my right hand I pulled on my own stiff organ.

    ‘Oh yeah,’ said Anthony. ‘Ride that cock, guy…feels so good.’ Leaning forward, he took one of my nipples into his mouth, adding to my stimulation. I began to thrust forward with my body. In a moment Anthony said, ‘Lie back on the bench and let me really fuck you now.’

    I leaned backward, supported by his arms, until my back was on the bench. I raised my legs in the air and brought them down on Anthony’s shoulders. I looked again into the dark eyes of this stud who was conquering me and smiled my encouragement. In response, Anthony leaned down and put his mouth to mine. The kiss inflamed our passion and grasping my ankles, Anthony began driving his cock into my rectum in massive thrusts. I was pulling furiously on my own stiff cock and knew I couldn’t last much longer. ‘Gonna shoot my load,’ I grunted. ‘Go ahead,’ replied Anthony, increasing the pace of his thrusts. ‘I’ll come with you. Oh yeah…gonna shoot my hot cum in your ass…oh…oh…’ His speech turned into wordless shouts as I felt his dick inside me begin to throb, emptying its hot liquid load into the condom. I groaned in delight as my asshole convulsively grasped the cock inside me and my own cock began to shoot jets of hot cum across my heaving chest and stomach.

    After our mutual climaxes we stay locked together for a long time. The intensity of our shared climax left us both trying to catch our breaths. Finally Anthony sighed and the pole of flesh imbedded in my ass began to withdraw. Anthony pulled out gently and it seemed to take forever. I began to chuckle.

    ‘What’s so funny?’ asked Anthony.

    ‘It’s so long!’ I replied. ‘Feels like it’s a mile long coming out.’

    ‘Not as long as it was a second ago. Oh yeah–here it comes–almost out…’

    ‘God!’ I moaned as the head popped out and my asshole which closed behind it.

    Anthony collapsed on his back and lay with his eyes closed. I raised up, found my towel, and wiped the cum off his stomach. After a moment, I bent over Anthony and encircled him with my arms as our mouths met again in

    another, gentler kiss. Anthony opened his eyes and smiled. ‘You’re fantastic.’

    ‘I bet you don’t get many complaints yourself. How come I’ve never run into you here before?’

    ‘Well,’ said Anthony, ‘I don’t hang around here much because I never saw anything going on. Then, one afternoon I was showering late, like today, and I noticed this hot little maintenance man in jeans and a tank top giving me the eye. He showed me this room–we put it to good use. He told me that he had made it with other guys here. So then I started cruising here a little more seriously. I’ve had my share of hot times, but you’re the best by far.’

    ‘Wait a minute,’ I said. ‘What was this guy’s name?’

    ‘Only found out his first name, Greg. Kind of a little guy, real muscular, has a buzz cut.’

    ‘Oh, yeah,’ I laughed. ‘He’s not bad. I’ve had a few good sessions with him myself up in a john on the fifth floor.’

    A glint appeared in Anthony’s eye. ‘Bob, how do you feel right now?’

    ‘How do I feel right now? Pretty good, thanks to you. Why?’

    ‘Are you still horny or anything?’ asked Anthony.

    I smiled, ‘Why, are you? What a sex maniac.’ I brushed Anthony’s nipple with my lips and whispered, ‘I could probably get it up again if you’d give me a minute. Especially since I don’t know when I’ll run into you next.’

    ‘Well, you know, Greg told me he comes in this locker room pretty regularly around this time in the afternoon. What if we had a threesome?’

    I began to grow excited. ‘That would be pretty hot. Do you really want to?’

    ‘Sure,’ Anthony replied. ‘You said you like him, so do I. Let’s do it.’

    ‘How will we get him in here?’ I asked.

    Anthony thought a moment. ‘I’ll get this place cleaned up a bit and wait in here. Why don’t you hang out in the locker room or in the shower and get him interested?’

    ‘Sounds good. Let’s hope he shows,’ I replied. Taking my towel in my hand, I walked back to the door to the main locker room and opened it.

    As I stepped into the main locker room, I heard the shower going again. I was a bit surprised because it was pretty late in the afternoon. Good thing that whoever it was hadn’t come in the back a few minutes ago, he thought. An idea occurred to me just then. I walked quietly toward the shower room and stepped into the outer area. I saw clothes and a towel hanging on one of the hooks. The unknown man was using a shower off to one side. I tiptoed to the shower room entrance and stuck my head in, looking around the corner.

    Just as I thought, it was Greg. The blond custodian’s back was to me as he finished rinsing off. I feasted his eyes on the muscular back and tight ass. At that moment Greg turned and caught sight of me. His body jerked in surprise, then relaxed as he recognized me. ‘Jesus, you scared me, man,’ he shouted over the rushing water. ‘Why’d you sneak up like that?’

    I went up to him. ‘Sorry. I wasn’t sure it was you.’ I placed a hand on Greg’s shoulder and smiled into his eyes. ‘But I’m sure glad it is.’ My hand began to roam down his wet chest.

    ‘Why are you showering during your shift?’ Greg smiled as he shut off the water. ‘I was changing some ceiling lights, got pretty dusty. Had to wash it off. I didn’t think anyone was going to be here since it was so late. I locked the door.’ He grasped my stiffening cock. ‘So we’re safe.’

    ‘So you want to mess around?’ I asked.

    ‘Heck, yeah,’ Greg replied. ‘Don’t you?’

    ‘Sure,’ I answered,’ but listen, I’ve got a friend here. He says he knows you.’

    ‘Who?’

    ‘Tall, dark and really hot. His name is Anthony.’

    ‘Anthony? Jeez, he is hot! You guys are here together?’ Greg grinned. ‘So have you two

    been going at it already?’

    ‘Yeah. We were just talking about how great it would be if you came by. Want to join us?’

    ‘A three-way with you both?’ Greg said. ‘Fuck, yeah.’

    ‘Well then, come on.’ I left the shower and walked back toward the back room with Greg following.

    As we entered the back room, Anthony faced us as naked and hard as we were. ‘Glad you’re here, Greg,’ he said as he walked up to the blond custodian and took the clothes Greg was carrying out and put them on a nearby bench. ‘You won’t be needing these.’

    Anthony then took the towel he had been holding and started to dry the blond custodian’s wet body. As he toweled off Greg’s head Anthony put his lips on his mouth. He quickly worked his way down the hard body with both towel and tongue until he found his cock jutting stiffly from his blonde pubic bush. In a flash Greg’s cock was in his mouth. Meanwhile, I had knelt behind Greg to get at his ass. I parted his small round cheeks and found his small puckered rosebud. In a moment my mouth and tongue were devouring the prize, while my hand beat my own stiff dick. Greg moaned with the pleasure of being sucked and rimmed at the same time. ‘Fuck me Bob,’ he gasped. Anthony took his mouth off the cock before him and said that he had a tube of grease in his locker. I rushed off.

    I found Anthony’s tube of lubricant and quickly rubbed some on my cock, then positioned myself behind Greg and in a moment was entering him, closing my eyes in pleasure as my cock was surrounded by hot smooth flesh of his ass. I began to thrust slowly in and out of Greg, who threw his head back against my shoulder in ecstasy. ‘Oh God I’m going to shoot. I’m so fucking hot!’ Greg groaned.

    Anthony stopped his blowjob and said, ‘not yet.’ He turned and straddled a bench in front of us and said to Greg, ‘I want that dick of yours up my ass!’

    I whispered to Greg, ‘I’ll pull out.’ As I did I continued to play with my dick, keeping it hard, as I watched the maintenance man enter Anthony from behind. The cheeks that I had just been fucking began to contract with each thrust forward. I moved to where I could see the custodian’s long straight shaft sliding in and out of Anthony’s eager asshole. His eyes were closed and his mouth open as Greg’s balls slapped against his ass cheeks with every hard thrust. ‘Take it, Anthony,’ Greg cried. ‘Take my cock up your hot ass Anthony began to grunt as the assault behind him continued. Opening his eyes for a moment he caught my lustful gaze as I had moved around to face him. Anthony’s tongue darted out from his mouth in an unmistakable obscene request. I complied eagerly, moving in front of Anthony and feeding my cock into his hungry mouth. I looked up and saw Greg’s eager face in front of me, and my and the custodian’s tongues were soon tangling together.

    When we broke apart, I whispered, ‘Could you let me fuck Anthony too?’ Greg grinned and nodded, saying to Anthony, ‘Hey, turn around and suck me awhile.’ Anthony, who had heard me, said, ‘I know. Bob wants to get me back for the pounding I gave him before.’ He leered knowingly as he turned around and sucked downs Greg’s cock and offered his ass to a new invader.

    My cock grew even harder, if that was possible, at the sight of those buns ready for the taking. In a second my face was between them as I ate out his hot asshole for all it was worth. Greg had climbed onto the bench and positioned himself under Anthony’s body in a 69 position. Greg lay on the bench on his back. Anthony was bent over so he could suck Greg’s cock while at the same time offer me his ass. They kept still as I finished rimming Anthony and then slammed my cock into his stretched-out hole. As I really got my rhythm going, sliding in and out of the anal opening, I felt Greg’s hands part my legs and the custodian’s head sliding back between them. Greg had stopped sucking Anthony’s cock and his mouth was now moving towards my asshole. In a moment it had reached its target. I reached under Anthony’s body and began to pinch and squeeze his hard nipples, bringing another moan of ecstasy from his full throat. His mouth was still full of Greg’s cock. ‘Oh God, stop, I’m going to come.’

    ‘Isn’t that the idea of this?’ I asked.

    ‘Yeah but not yet,’ Anthony replied, working on Greg’s prick with his hand. ‘I don’t want to shoot my load on the Greg’s chest. I want it inside one of someone’s. So let me up and I’ll watch you guys for a while.’

    He untangled himself from our threesome. I simply bent forward to 69 with Greg. He stroked his cock pumping it up as he watched Greg and me continue to suck each other. Anthony took hold of his cock and guided it to my waiting hole. He slammed into me. I cried out at every massive thrust into my butt. In no time this had its desired effect as I began to shout ‘Oh God! I’m cumming: and shot my load over Greg’s face. Anthony grinned. ‘One down, two to go. It’s my turn. You know how I want to finish it.’

    I pulled off Greg’s cock, stood, turned to Anthony and said, ‘Come and get it. He’s all yours’

    Greg stood up and faced the lockers. In an instant Anthony was in him, and Greg braced himself against the onslaught. Anthony began to gasp rhythmically as he fucked frantically and rushed toward orgasm. At that moment Greg was totally surprised to feel his own cock engulfed by my hot mouth. It was all he needed, and crying out hoarsely, Greg shot his long-delayed load into my eager throat as Anthony emptied his second load of the afternoon simultaneously into Greg’s insides.

    I released Greg’s softening cock as I swallowed the last of his cum and kissing the spent organ softly. Reaching around Greg’s trembling legs, I put my hands on Anthony’s buns as he was still flexing slowly as his thrusts gradually slowed and stopped. ‘Guys, that was absolutely fantastic,’ he said.

    ‘I’ll drink to that; cum, that is,’ I replied.

    ‘Hey guys, I have an idea,’ Greg said. ‘Let’s do this every week, okay?’

    We replied, ‘That’s a plan!’

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  • Apotheosis

    It is said in the Ancient Texts that humans were once gods. They could create and destroy. They could call winds and dam rivers, move continents and soar through the skies. After all, gods had created humans in their likeness, physical, spiritual, and magical. In that lost age, the humans waged a war with the gods. The battle ravaged the earth, and the gods emerged victorious, stripping the humans of their powers. These powers could not be destroyed, however, and so the gods sealed them away in the Seeds, scattered across the lands. The gods were weakened and tired, and it took the last of those powers to bind the Seeds in the earth, so that they would not be reunited with human flesh. The gods then slept, leaving the earth to fall into chaos.

    Diavoro stared at the glass case in front of him, containing one of the Erasaph Seeds. For thousands of years it laid in the earth, waiting for the gods’ binding power to fade, until it could break free. He didn’t know when the Brethren found it, or how, but they revered it, feared it. The Seed contained the awesome powers of darkness and destruction, and the cowards kept it here in a box, too frightened to reunite it with the human flesh it so desired. Diavoro wasn’t afraid.

    He didn’t carry a torch down to the dark cavern where the Seed waited, but his eyes had adjusted enough to see the exit. They would know someone had taken the Seed, but they would not know it was him. He’d smeared his face and hands and feet black with charcoal, and he wore a black cloak. Picking up a hand-sized stone, he smashed it into the case. The sound of the shattering glass echoed in the cave, and he grabbed the Seed and ran.

    As soon as he got out of the room, he heard voices echo behind him. He didn’t look back, but looked ahead to be sure of his escape. He hurtled through the tunnels, making sharp turns around corners he’d taken days to memorize. The Brethren met in an underground fortress, a maze of tunnels and caves that an outsider could lose himself in forever.

    Around a corner he plowed into one of the Brothers, the two of them collapsing on the ground. The impact stunned him for a moment, and he held the Seed tight to his chest. The Brother looked up at him. ‘My Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?’ Diavoro found he’d lost his voice, and again he heard his pursuers, louder this time. He pushed himself up off the Brother and found his footing, running faster through the labyrinth.

    Up ahead he could hear the sound of a rushing waterfall. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he held the Seed closer just to remind himself it was still there. The tunnel sloped upwards, and he felt himself slowing down, his legs like lead. The sound of his pursuers grew louder.

    He emerged from the tunnel, stopping himself before he tumbled over the edge of a cliff. The waterfall roared to his right, crashing into a deep, churning pool below him. He looked around himself. There was no way down, other than back in the cave. Voices echoed in the tunnel, loud enough to hear over the waterfall. He was trapped.

    He knelt down and covered his head with the cloak. He didn’t want his pursuers to see his face, even with the charcoal.

    ‘You’ve got nowhere to go. Hand over the Seed!’

    Diavoro didn’t turn. His heart raced, and he loosed the cord that bound his cloak together. He pulled his arms inside his sleeves, along with the Seed, so that it rested on his bare chest.

    ‘Hand over the Seed!’

    Diavoro stood slowly, calmly, and jumped.

    ***

    The cool water ripped the cloak from his body, leaving him naked. He held his breath and swam under the water, using one arm to secure the Seed against his chest. When he opened his eyes the water was almost clear, except for the froth from the waterfall. He could hear the deafening roar behind him, but he’d jumped clear of the undertow. He swam until he reached the shore, spotting where a tangle of bushes dipped into the water. Surfacing there, he gasped, then looked up through the thick leaves at the cliff. The Brothers were still there, searching for him.

    He set down the Seed beside him and scrubbed the charcoal off his body. His heart had calmed enough for him to notice his pulsing cock, and he felt alive and charged. He splashed his face once more, then looked up again at the Brothers. One turned to leave, while the other stayed watch.

    Diavoro knew he’d bought himself some time, but there would be a search party out soon. Grabbing the Seed, he crawled into the bushes, staying low and making as little movement as possible. The branches scratched his bare skin, but he was no stranger to pain, being one of the Brethren.

    The Brethren was a fraternity dedicated to the worship of darkness. Out of darkness came the light, and out of destruction was born creation. The Brethren saw the darkness in the world, and they welcomed it, for it signaled the dawn of a new light. But the Brethren operated on the faith that with the darkness would come destruction. They were wrong. Those who wanted creation to come must first bring destruction to the world.

    Diavoro emerged from the bushes in a forest where the canopy of leaves so blocked the light that only soft earth lay underneath. Only the rare patch of moss or ferns managed to survive in the shade. He walked straight ahead, the scratches from the bushes stinging on his skin.

    After a while he reached a small brook and stepped in, the cold water washing over his feet, and proceeded upstream. Here there was a break in the leaves overhead, and foliage grew thick and lush. Diavoro felt the sun beating down on his neck and paused a moment, bearing his chest to the light. The heat invigorated him, and he stretched his muscles, tight from the swimming and crawling.

    Farther down the brook he spotted the flowering azalea. It was a wonder to him how such a thing of beauty grew in this place. Stopping, he stepped out of the brook and inhaled its sweet aroma. Underneath the bush he found his clothes and a long cloth bandage. He pressed the Seed to his chest, using the bandage to bind it there. Then he put on his trousers and tunic, and a leather coat to hide the Seed. He rinsed his feet and slipped into his sandals, then headed out of the forest.

    ***

    Once out of the forest, the town where he lived was only up the hill. It was a quiet town, with the essential blacksmith, tailor, and bar. The farm was on the other side of the town, run by Turin, a kind man whom Diavoro thought too simple, and yet the man raised beautiful horses and Diavoro had gained permission to ride one a few days after he moved there.

    Diavoro was new to the town. He’d bought a house on a stipend from the Brethren, on the north side of town. It was a recruitment tool, really, for how else could a dark organization trap the innocent without using money? It always took a little persuasion for newcomers to succumb to their ideals.

    He locked the door behind him, then went upstairs to his bedroom. He stripped down and unbound the Seed from his chest, laying it down on the bed. The Seed shone in the light, its glossy black surface etched with green runes. It was about the size of his fist, and shaped like a teardrop. He lay down upon it, feeling it pressed into his stomach. Only two rituals stood between his body and the power of the Seed.

    A knock awoke him from his reverie. He peered out of his window and saw two of the Brethren at his door.

    ‘Hold on a moment! I’ll be right there!’ he yelled. The Brothers looked up at him, and he waved then left the window. He muttered a cleaning spell, which made his skin tingle but left him without any traces of charcoal or dirt he might have missed. Normally he wouldn’t use magic for cleaning, but it was very handy in a hurry. He hid the Seed under his pillow and dressed.

    The Brothers smiled when he opened the door. ‘Hello, Diavoro, we’re sorry to disturb you.’ It was Ilix and Varn, who served the Brethren as Protectorates of the Secrets. ‘Something very disturbing happened this morning, and Brother Uriel has called an emergency meeting.’

    Diavoro feigned surprise. ‘What happened? A full meeting?’

    ‘I’ll explain on the way,’ replied Ilix. ‘Get your uniform on, we can’t be late.’

    Diavoro nodded, then went back inside. His uniform rested in a dresser in his bathroom, neatly folded. He stripped down to change.

    The uniform consisted of several pieces, all made of a thin, black material that stretched to fit the natural form of the body. Its paramount purpose was to inspire lust, for the Brethren believed that unification through the power of lust brought them strength and bound them as Brothers. He first pulled on the small pouch that held his penis, which fastened by three strings, two which strung around the waist and another that strung up through the butt cheeks. He then stepped into the pants that clothed his waist to his ankles in black. The final pieces were a wide band that covered his chest, and three others, one around his neck and the others around his wrists. Over this uniform he redressed in trousers and tunic.

    He met Ilix and Varn at the door. ‘I’m ready.’

    They left the town heading towards the forest, to the cliffs where the caves of the Brethren hid.

    ‘What’s going on?’ Diavoro asked.

    ‘It’s the Erasaph Seed,’ said Ilix, ‘it was stolen today.’

    ‘Stolen?’

    ‘Yes, some stranger in a black cloak broke the case and tried to escape with the Seed. Varn and I chased after him ourselves. The thief made a wrong turn and we cornered him at the waterfall overlook. Then, he jumped.’

    ‘He jumped?’

    Ilix sighed. ‘Yes, and that’s exactly the problem. I don’t see how he could have lived, but we’ve been searching the shores of the pool and the river, and while his cloak has shown up his body has not. We can’t find any signs that he may have escaped the waterfall, but we’ve only had so long to search, so something may still turn up. Nevertheless, we still need to meet and discuss it.’

    Varn nodded. ‘The powers inside that Seed are untold. It can’t be released.’

    Diavoro’s mind drifted to the Seed, but he pushed the thought out of his mind. The face often betrayed the mind.

    At the entrance to the caves, the three stripped down to their uniforms and left their clothes in a room off the entrance. They then proceeded down to the main Cavern, where they found many of the Brethren already standing in a circle. Diavoro joined the circle, tapping two brothers who parted to let him in. They then resealed the circle. The man to his left placed his hand on Diavoro’s butt, and Diavoro placed his left hand on the man’s cock. He then placed his right hand on the other man’s butt, and the man in turn placed his hand on Diavoro’s cock. They all stood facing the center, where Brother Uriel stood, naked, as presiding leader over the meeting. Around Uriel were four bowls of burning oil, their flickering light casting a glow on Uriel’s large pecs and thick cock. Diavoro felt the seeds of desire awaken within him, and his cock grew in his Brother’s hand.

    Still more Brothers joined, and for a while they remained facing the center while they waited for the circle to be complete. After a few moments of silence, Brother Uriel touched his right forefinger and middle finger to his lips, while he wrapped his left hand around his shaft. On this cue, Diavoro closed his hands around cock and butt, and felt his own cock and butt clasped in the hands of his Brothers. They held the circle for a moment, then bowed towards the center, whispering ‘To the Brethren of Darkness.’ They then knelt, ankles crossed, and folded their hands in their laps, looking up at Brother Uriel.

    ‘As Brothers we are joined!’ proclaimed Uriel, then kneeled himself. ‘My Brothers, it is with grave news that I called you here together today. The Erasaph Seed has been stolen.’ Whispers drifted around the circle. ‘Yes, this is truly a disaster. I can only guess that the thief wishes to activate the seed.’ He held up a hand, and the whispers ceased. ‘Do not panic just yet. The thief escaped by jumping into the pool at the bottom of the waterfall. He may no longer be alive, but we cannot be too cautious.

    ‘Now, here is what we will do. First, we need a team of men to scour the forest and town nearby. The sooner the better. Second, we need a team of divers to look and see if the thief was lost to the waterfall, and more importantly, if the Seed is in the waters.’

    Diavoro anticipated this would happen. He would be expected to participate in one of the groups, and it had to be the group that searched the town. There was one other person in the Brethren, at least that he knew of, who wanted to see the Erasaph Seed released. All they had to do was get to his house and his dark magic would protect them.

    ‘If you can stay behind to dive, please stand,’ said Uriel. About ten men stood. ‘Please go. Brother Varn will show you where the thief jumped and where to look. The rest of you, search the forest and the town around here. You are to report back here at nightfall. Is that understood?’

    Diavoro nodded along with the other men.

    ‘Then go in Brotherhood.’

    They stood and left, heading to the room off the entrance to retrieve their clothes. The Brethren uniform was never to be seen outside of the caves.

    ***

    Diavoro walked with purpose through the forest and up the hill to his house. No doubt the others saw him, but it didn’t matter. He shut the door behind him and waited for a few moments. Standing there, he noticed his pulse quicken. His eyes drifted to the table in the middle of the room, where the ancient tome detailing the Ritual of Germination lay open on the table.

    The door opened and Brother Ilix walked in. Diavoro smiled, then embraced Ilix, their lips coming together in a passionate kiss. ‘We succeeded,’ he whispered, stroking Diavoro’s bulge. They broke off their embrace, and Diavoro faced the door, raising his hands. He spoke ancient, long-lost words, and power blossomed around him, and he could feel it wrap itself around the house, protecting them.

    ‘We’re safe,’ he said, turning.

    Ilix nodded. ‘Go Plant the Seed, and I will prepare for the ritual.’

    Diavoro nodded, then went up to his room.

    He stripped off his clothes, then went to his drawer. Inside lay a collection of charcoal sticks. He took one and drew the ancient symbol of knowledge on his forehead, the symbol of power on his chest, and the symbol of magic on his stomach. On the bed the Seed waited, and he pulled it from under his pillow. It gleamed with a dark luster. As he touched it, his heart beat faster. For the first time, he felt real fear. This was the end of life as he knew it. The ancient texts didn’t detail what happened when the Seed germinated inside of a human.

    He took a deep breath. The Seed would grow. He slipped his fore and middle finger inside his mouth, then rubbed the saliva over the surface of the Seed. The green runes turned a deep blue. He then coaxed a few drops of precum out of his cock. He rubbed it on the Seed, and the runes glowed red, like fire. As if in a trance, he laid down on the bed, holding the Seed over his chest. An eerie pull guided it onto the Symbol of Power, and he let it rest there. For a moment, all was still, and then the Seed began to emit light, blinding light, and his chest burned.

    Diavoro screamed. The Seed seared his chest, and it sent his brain reeling. He could feel an enormous pressure forcing the Seed inside him, and his body melting to accept it. All his muscles seized, and his body was filled with pain. It all lasted a moment, and then it was gone, leaving him breathless.

    Heart pounding, he brushed a finger across the spot where the Seed entered his chest, to find that the charcoal did not smear. He lifted himself up and stood, discovering that the symbols had been burned into his skin. For a brief moment, he was terrified, but some power awakened inside him, and his cock pulsed and energy bloomed in his chest. He turned towards the door, a new hunger awakened in him.

    ***

    Downstairs, the room seemed transformed. All the furniture was moved to the outside of the room, and the carpet had been stripped off the floor. The blinds were all drawn and pinned to the wall, blocking out all sunlight, and the room was lit by eight bowls of burning oils arranged in a circle. Inside the circle, Ilix had chalked the Great Seal, the shape of the Seed caged by to curves that resembled ropes. Before long, the Seal would be burned away.

    Diavoro went down and laid on top of the seal, stretching out his arms and legs, offering his body as a host for the Seed. As he lay there, Ilix emerged from the shadows. Diavoro glimpsed the fresh lines on Ilix’s body in the dim light of the fires. Like Diavoro he had the symbol of knowledge on his forehead, and the symbol of magic on his stomach, but it was the symbol of sacrifice that adorned his chest. A wave of lust pulsed through him as Ilix stood over his body, holding a small leather pouch.

    Smiling, Ilix reached into the bag and pulled out a handful of a dark potpourri, sprinkling the mixture of black rose petals, thyme, and pine onto Diavoro’s body. They fell soft on his skin, soothing, and fueling his burning desire. Once he emptied the pouch, Ilix cast it aside, then spread his arms and proclaimed the Ancient Words, summoning the magic of the past.

    The fires snuffed out, leaving them in darkness. For a moment, Diavoro heard only his breathing, and then he felt the soft caress of Ilix’s hand on his cheek, a finger soothing his lips. He lifted his head, eager, and his lips found Ilix’s mouth. They kissed, Diavoro thrusting his tongue into Ilix’s throat. The fires sparked into life, burning a deep crimson.

    Diavoro sat up, guiding Ilix’s butt into his lap, so that his cock grazed Ilix’s hole. He desperately wanted to fuck him, but the ritual had marked him as the vessel. Still, he kneaded Ilix’s butt cheeks, feeling their full muscles in his palms. Their lips were locked, and he drank in Ilix’s breath, the heat filling his lungs.

    Ilix cradled Diavoro’s head, stroking his hair and massaging his neck. He leaned his head back and felt Ilix’s lips slide down his cheek and neck, his tongue snaking down his chest until he fastened his mouth on one of Diavoro’s nipples. He hissed and stroked Ilix’s cheek, feeling his body pulse with sparks of pleasure from Ilix’s tongue.

    With his free hand, he tugged on Ilix’s cock, gentle but firm. Ilix maneuvered off of him and they kneeled, kissing with the slow fervor of a growing thunderstorm. Diavoro pulled Ilix as close as he could, so that their chests and stomachs and cocks burned against each other. Unity, the ultimate goal of the Brethren. Unity, in darkness. He thrust his pelvis forward, and their bodies undulated together with the power of the serpent.

    Ilix slid his hand down Diavoro’s back, his fingers slithering into Diavoro’s butt crack and teasing his hole. Diavoro moaned, squeezing Ilix tighter to him. He pushed against Ilix, and Ilix’s finger burrowed deeper inside him. It stung, but made his body ringing with pleasure. Ilix stroked his chest with the other hand, and Diavoro could feel the Seed stirring inside him, awakening, yet still held tight within its shell.

    Diavoro leaned back on his hands and Ilix’s fingers slid out of Diavoro’s ass. Diavoro groaned, longing to be filled again. For just a moment, he could breathe, and then he felt Ilix’s warm breath on his cock. He looked down at Ilix, to see his Brother’s tongue flick the tip of his head. It made his groin sizzle, and he clenched his hands against the hard floor. Ilix brushed his rod with his lips, baiting him and making his heart pound in his chest. He nearly came when Ilix slid his mouth over his shaft.

    Diavoro closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel Ilix’s tongue explore every inch of his cock. Ilix worked with a fervor Diavoro had never encountered in all the months they’d been lovers. As he breathed, he could summon the energy in his groin and spread it throughout his body, so that his muscles quivered. He felt Ilix’s lips on his balls, swallowing and releasing them. Diavoro groaned.

    Around them, the torches burned brighter, the intensity of the fires rivaling the intensity of their lust. Diavoro looked down at the symbol of power on his chest. He remembered the Seed inside him, but he felt in control, master of the power the Seed gave.

    Ilix grabbed Diavoro’s cock and rubbed it around his face, over his eyes, his lips, his cheeks. Diavoro felt like a god; Ilix worshipped his body. In an instant, their eyes met, and Ilix’s lips curled into a smile as he stood. Diavoro stood and kissed him, drawing a tangible fire from Ilix’s mouth. He stepped backwards, letting Ilix guide him to the wall.

    The smooth painted wood rubbed his back. Ilix leaned in close and nibbled his ear. ‘It’s time,’ he whispered, gripping Diavoro’s ass. Diavoro turned around and faced the wall, feeling Ilix spread apart his butt cheeks. He tilted his pelvis forward, and Ilix’s thick cock probed his hole.

    His ass burned as Ilix burrowed inside him. He pushed against his Brother, welcoming him inside. The two of them began to undulate together, the force pressing Diavoro against the wall. Ilixed lick his neck and he shivered, a soft moan escaping his throat. Around them the torches blazed, the fires consuming the bowls that held them. He closed his eyes, and inside he felt the Erasaph Seed begin to awaken. He clenched his ass tighter, trying to pull Ilix to orgasm.

    Ilix moaned, nibbling his ear. Diavoro found he couldn’t think straight. He reached around and grabbed Ilix’s ass. ‘Give me your essence,’ he growled. ‘Give yourself unto me!’ His Brother hugged his chest tight, and Diavoro clenched Ilix’s ass harder. Ilix’s breathing grew hoarse, heating Diavoro’s neck, and his nails dug into Diavoro’s skin.

    Ilix screamed, a feral sound that reverberated in Diavoro’s ears. He felt Ilix’s cock thicken inside him, then expel its hot seed. The torches flared, catching on the wooden floor and eating their way throughout the room. The hot flames licked his legs, but he couldn’t pull away. Ilix held him fast, trembling. A rush of energy flared up his ass, converging on his chest, where he felt the Erasaph Seed germinate.

    Waves of pleasure and pain gripped his body, and he felt his own seed burst forth from his cock. He clenched his eyes shut from the sheer energy, and his body trembled. The flames grew higher, kissing his ass, his stomach. An insane pressure gripped his heart, and he screamed, the sound vibrating in every muscle and bone. The Erasaph Seed had taken hold. Ilix went slack behind him, releasing him, and a force lifted him into the air. This was the moment he’d waited for, but he felt neither joy nor sorrow. Only energy, maddening, pulsing waves of energy.

    ***

    The villagers flocked to see the burning house. In a matter of seconds, the entire building had gone up in flames. The Brothers, standing amidst the crowd, prayed to whatever gods there may be. The sky above was black, far too early for night, but without a single cloud. A figure appeared in the flames, and the mothers shielded their children’s eyes. Diavoro rose, naked, his arms outstretched to the sky. The fierce fires lit up his skin, and the symbols of wisdom, magic, and power glowed red. Then all went black, and screams filled the air.

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  • Twilight

    Back in his room, James laid down on his bed and stared at the ceiling.

    Fuck’s sake. He’d made out with a guy. Getting jerked off was one thing, but kissing a guy, licking and sucking on his bare skin, letting him nibble your ear. ‘What am I thinking,’ he wondered, ‘not a guy, a fucking vampire….’ It couldn’t be real…. He was going to wake up and the nightmare would end and he could go about…. What exactly? Go about his life of playing pretend? Doing everything for others, not really being who or what he was? Back to trying to deceive himself into thinking that his feelings for guys was just a phase? More than once, he’d looked into the mirror and contemplated his own end…. Was that what he was so eager to get back to?

    That night, he had a dream in which he was standing on a vast plain of green grass surrounded by mountains on every side, and Sebastian stood facing him in a suit of blackest armor, his black hair blowing in the breeze, his eyes as dark as empty space. ‘James,’ he said.

    ‘Where are we, Sebastian?’

    ‘One of the many homes I have known…. I need to show you…. THIS is what I am,’ waving his hand across James’ field of vision. Suddenly the plain was filled with carnage, the stink of blood and rot. Ravens picked the flesh from destroyed bodies. ‘Across the vast expanse of time, THIS is what I will be….’

    Again he waved his hand, and they were in a modern city. Sebastian stood by him, but he could see a much dirtier Sebastian standing at the end of an alley, luring an older-looking teen into the shadows. ‘Our methods may have become less … murderous … but no less brutal,’ he observed as he watched himself set upon the strong lad with the viciousness of a beast.

    When he was finished, he waved his hand across the wound and obscured it, sending the boy out in a daze.

    ‘Is that what you did to me last night,’ James asked in his dream.

    Sebastian smiled at him, but, at last, said, ‘No…. It was my intention, but … no….’

    ‘Why not?’

    ‘Because … of all the souls I have searched, yours is the first to arouse in me an old emotion….’

    ‘What does that mean?’

    ‘I don’t know…. And that is exhilarating,’ the boy said with a bright smile, uncovering his sharp fangs.

    James leaned in. Despite what he had seen, he was inexplicably drawn to the boy, and he leaned in to kiss him. Not knowing why, he purposefully nicked his lip on the protruding fang, and felt Sebastian begin to suck passionately on his lip. The feelings were intense, and he felt his orgasm rising, and he sat up in bed, his eyes snapping open, as he creamed his briefs. ‘Shit,’ he muttered, crawling out of bed and using the underwear to wipe himself clean, before pulling on a fresh pair. It was just after three. Short of breath, he sat at his computer and got on the net. He answered a couple of emails from friends he had met in some of his travels, and then got drawn into some research on vampires. Not much, mostly movie shit, but it reminded him of things he wanted to ask Sebastian. Without thinking, he ran his tongue across his lips and winced. There was a little scratch, just where he had dreamed. He looked around closely, but he was alone. Peculiar.

    He couldn’t sleep so he did some homework and listened to music until morning, got dressed and went downstairs to eat some cereal. ‘You look terrible,’ Maureen said, as she came into the kitchen.

    ‘Couldn’t sleep…. Woke up at three…,’ he answered between bites.

    ‘Well, get plenty of sleep tonight. You have a game tomorrow,’ his dad said.

    ‘Yeah…. I’m going to Sebastian’s house tonight after practice so I’ll be home a little later….’

    ‘Should I keep dinner….’

    ‘No, I’ll eat with him, if you don’t mind….’

    Later, on his way to school, he remembered he really had little idea where Sebastian lived, except for a street. But it was a short street.

    And he had a feeling Sebastian would know he was on his way.

    At school, he was distracted, and his friends noticed. Peter sat down next to him at lunch and said, ‘What’s up with you, man? The last two days…. Who is she?’

    James looked at him and shook his head. ‘It’s not like that…. I … just, I’m….’ Unable to finish the thought, he shrugged and stuffed a few fries in his mouth. Chris, who’d been only a few steps behind him, gave James a funny look, almost a look of recognition, that gave James pause. ‘You’ve got something to add, little man,’ James asked him directly, more gently than normal. Chris averted his eyes and shook his head. Later, when Peter was gone to the bathroom, James leaned over to Chris and said, ‘I’m sorry, I haven’t always been nice to you….’ Chris smiled weakly. ‘You didn’t deserve that….’

    ‘Are,’ Christ began hesitantly. ‘Are you alright?’

    ‘Yeah,’ James said with a laugh. ‘Just … sort of weirder out….

    I’ve sort of been talking to someone, and I just don’t feel like talking to Pete about it, you know? Of course you don’t…. I bet you tell him everything….’

    ‘Not everything,’ the boy mused quietly, mostly to himself. His eyes widened when he saw James had heard and nodded with gentleness.

    ‘I suppose not,’ he almost whispered. Surprising himself, he put a hand on the boy’s unexpectedly firm shoulder and sort of squeezed, earning a shy smile from Chris.

    ‘So you know?’

    ‘I think so….’

    ‘And its … you aren’t going to tell,’ he asked with terror.

    Smiling, James said, ‘Now I know I know…. And no, I won’t….’

    Chris looked at him with curiosity, and asked forthrightly, ‘Why not?’

    ‘I know I’ve given you the cold shoulder, but I know you’re a nice guy…. I don’t want to hurt you….’

    Suddenly, Peter reappeared and gave them a funny look before planting himself between them. But after lunch, before they separated, James carefully handed Chris a piece of paper with his email and phone number, nodding a silent goodbye.

    After practice, he sort of slipped out ahead of the rest of the guys and began the walk toward Mulberry Street, which was as far from school as his house, but east instead of north. Standing at the head of the short street lined with the houses of the affluent, he wondered, ‘What am I doing?’ Even from a distance, he knew where he was going. In the distance, there was a regal looking house sitting on a lot nearly three times the size of the the rest, though the house was no bigger than the others. It was surrounded by a rock wall with a wide gate at the driveway and a smaller gate for foot traffic. On the gates were emblazoned in intricate letters, van der Meer. At the gate, he pressed a button.

    ‘Who’s calling,’ a man’s voice with a light British accent asked.

    ‘James Barton,’ he responded and the box buzzed. He opened the door and walked up to the door through the immaculately kept front garden. He lifted the old knocker, but the door swung open.

    A man in his early thirties, but still handsome and trim, held the door open and waved him in. ‘May I take your bag?’

    Unsure, James handed his heavy school bag to the man, who placed it in the closet beneath the stairs. Hearing footfalls, James’ eyes were drawn to the staircase, where Sebastian was descending rapidly, wearing a nice pair of jeans and a white shirt. ‘Nice house….’

    ‘Thank you,’ the boy said. But reminding James he was no boy, he added, ‘It is much improved since I first built it….’ Seeing the question in his face, not reading his mind, Sebastian smiled. ‘The original parts of the house were built in 1817…. Would you like a tour?’

    James nodded, and Sebastian took his arm and led him through the sitting room, the library and office, the formal dining room, the large kitchen.

    Pointing out the back window, he indicated a smaller cottage as the servants quarters. ‘There’s also a guest house above the attached garage with its own private entry and kitchen….’ Then he led James upstairs, where there was an entertainment room, with pool table, chess table, even some video games, two guest rooms, and then the master bedroom, which was a sprawling room with huge open windows. There was a huge walk-in closet and bathroom with jacuzzi tub and a standing shower big enough for two or three or more.

    ‘Wow…. This is … amazing….’ Walking back into the bedroom, he sat on the edge of the bed, which was covered only in black sheets.

    ‘Silk…. Very nice….’

    Sitting next to him, sliding an hand onto James’ knee, Sebastian said, ‘My senses are very acute…. Even fine cotton can be … uncomfortable….’ Looking at James staring off, he asked, ‘You have a question?’

    James waved his hands at the windows. ‘I thought sunlight would kill you guys….’

    Sebastian laughed. ‘Not at all, though it is, like rough material, somewhat uncomfortable…. It also dampens some of my abilities…. It is harder for me to read people, to influence people, and I’m not nearly as strong… Though I could still manhandle a football star,’ he added with a laugh. ‘Besides,’ he added, picking up a remote and clicking one of the buttons, obscuring the outside completely, ‘this is very special glass….

    Between the panes is a gas that turns very dark when it is properly charged. It blocks a lot of the rays, but I can still see out in the daytime….’ Pushing it again, he brought the night back into view.

    ‘So, do you have a basement?’

    Sebastian laughed. ‘So you want to see where I keep my dark secrets,’

    he asked, raising his eyebrows with a laugh. Grabbing James’ hand, he led him downstairs and to a door off the kitchen. They walked down farther than James had expected and Sebastian flipped a switch, lighting an enormous subterranean space, mostly finished. At the far end in the unfinished space was a wine cellar. Pointing, he said, ‘Seven thousand bottles of wine, collected over the last few hundred years…. I also use the space as a root cellar….’

    ‘Root cellar?’

    Sebastian laughed. ‘Old houses used to keep root cellars — dark cool places to keep their root vegetables during the off season…. You’ve seen potatoes growing in the bag? Root cellars prevented that…. But, because we have year ’round grocery, that’s not the kind of roots I keep down here…. Mandrake, ginger, dried herbs, and other things…. Tarantulas and scorpions,’ he began, dragging James toward the extensive shelving, covered with jars and cages.

    ‘What is all this for?’

    ‘Over the … years, I’ve had a lot of time to explore — mysticism, magic from the darkest dark to the brightest white…. I’ve seen things, my darkness, have I seen things…. This is my … laboratory….’

    James shook his head and walked around. ‘There’s so much…. Magic,’

    he asked, turning to face Sebastian in awe. ‘Magic is real, too?’

    ‘He asked the vampire,’ Sebastian shot back with a laugh. ‘Magic, yes…. Werewolves, ghosts, demons, angels, goblins and elves….

    Everything that you ever heard goes bump in the night … has some truth behind it….’

    ‘And you just … live your endless lives….’

    ‘Some of us, yes…. Others make trouble while they can….’

    ‘While they can?’

    ‘The only law of the hidden world is … don’t draw attention to our world…. Failure to abide by that rule is punishable by death…. We have an alliance and a loose government…. I am responsible for overseeing the law in our region, with a number of state and more local figures beneath me….’

    ‘Does this … violate that law?’

    ‘This?’

    ‘This thing between us….’

    Sebastian smiled coyly. ‘It could, if I thought you’d tell…. But as I said, if you did, I’d have to clean up after you…. I just don’t believe you will….’

    ‘So, there is a way to kill vampires?’

    ‘Of course…. It’s just not something we talk about….’

    ‘Garlic?’

    ‘I love Italian food….’

    ‘Silver?’

    ‘An irritant if it penetrates our skin….’

    ‘Holy water?’

    ‘I have a gallon on my shelf here…. It bothers demons…. Crosses too…. But enough of this…. Come with me,’ he said, again softly taking James’ hand and leading him to the far end of the basement. There was a door with a key pad on it. Sebastian typed in a long series of numbers, causing a panel to open revealing a palm scanner. ‘I have never showed the inside of this room to a living person,’ Sebastian said, looking over his shoulder with a positively sweet smile. ‘But given your love of music….’ The heavy door swung open. ‘This room is completely fireproof, waterproof, and soundproof….’ They stepped inside and a soft light came on. The room was much larger than it appeared from the outside. The basement was a full basement, and this room was over half the size of the house’s first floor. The carpet was soft beneath their feet. The walls were lined with bookshelves filled with truly ancient volumes, even some scrolls and stacks of papyrus, as well as what looked like journals. Along the walls, musical instruments were hung for display, and larger instruments stood in the corners. A soft couch sat at one end and a massive desk sat at the other.

    ‘Do you play anything besides the guitar,’ Sebastian asked.

    ‘No….’

    ‘A shame…. I never collected guitars…. I am partial to violins….’

    ‘I can tell,’ James laughed, seeing at least twenty of the fine instruments. To his eyes there was little difference. Sebastian took a beautiful instrument from the wall and picked up a bow. As the bow began to dance across the strings of the ancient instrument, it emitted a haunting tune that caught James’ breath in his throat. He watched as a smile softened Sebastian’s face, he his eyelids fluttering over closed eyes. The rhythmic movements of his upper body were like those of a dancer lost in his music. But the music and the dance united here. James was still lost when the music tapered off and Sebastian’s eyes opened, looking to him expectantly. ‘That was beautiful….’

    ‘You think so? Hmmm,’ he mused, hanging the instrument in its place.

    ‘No one in the world alive today but you has ever heard that music…. I found it in the room of an old friend, a composer, shortly after his death…. Perhaps I should have left it to be discovered by history….

    But he was a dear friend to me at a very important time, and I took it….’

    Looking back to the wall, he added, ‘It was he who gave me that instrument, made by a man I had once met…. Nicolo Amati….’

    ‘How old is the violin?’

    ‘That one? Nicolo made that violin in … let’s see, 1631?’

    ‘How old are you?’

    Sebastian put a hand on his built chest and sighed, ‘Shall we simply say that … I was beginning to feel too old….’

    ‘Beginning? Something’s changed?’

    ‘Maybe,’ he said, leaning in and putting his head where his hand had been, sighing as he felt James’ hand in his hair. ‘Mmmm…. Are you hungry?’

    ‘Starved,’ James laughed, and Sebastian locked up and led him upstairs.

    They walked into the dining room and Sebastian stuck his head into the kitchen. ‘We’re ready for dinner, Robert….’ He sat at the head of the long table and motioned for James to sit next to him. The man Robert silently served dinner and retreated.

    As they ate, James asked, ‘Can I ask you something?’ Sebastian nodded.

    ‘Did you come back to my house last night?’

    ‘No,’ Sebastian said, looking over at him, interested. ‘Why?’

    ‘You don’t know?’

    ‘Know,’ Sebastian asked, raising his eyebrows. Then he smiled. ‘No, I stopped peaking into your head…. It didn’t seem polite….’

    James laughed. ‘I had a dream last night … about you….’

    ‘Really?’

    ‘Really,’ James said, laughing at his curiosity.

    ‘Was it a nice dream? Want to tell me about it?’

    James averted his eyes quickly and took a drink. ‘I saw you for what you were,’ he said, recounting the visions of Sebastian in the field and the carnage, then the attack in the city. Sebastian looked … mortified.

    ‘And?’

    ‘I asked you if you fed off of me, which is why I can’t remember that night we met….’

    ‘I didn’t,’ Sebastian began, but James cut him off.

    ‘I know…. I asked you why, and you told me that I was the first person you’d met who aroused in you an old emotion…. At which point, I kissed you…. I cut my lip on your fang on purpose…. We kissed and it was so intense, I woke up with … a mess….’

    Sebastian put a hand on his, and looked into his eyes. ‘Amazing….

    You don’t think me revolting?’

    ‘I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met….’

    ‘Beauty … is skin deep….’

    ‘Despite what you are, you cling to hope…. You love music, you seek knowledge, you desire to feel…. Despite the centuries of chaos and blood…. That is amazing….’ Sebastian squeezed his hand and leaned over, kissing him softly on the jaw, inhaling deeply.

    Then he leaned back. ‘The scene you described is no metaphor, dear James. It was the aftermath of a battle in the western territories of Romania in 1438…. I’m not pleased to say that it was only the last of the most brutal and destructive acts I took part in…. I may have killed a thousand … or more … during those campaigns…. I was never notorious like the infamous Vlad the Impaler, but I was thirsty for power in those days….’

    ‘How old were you then?’

    ‘Always the question, isn’t it? Old enough to know better…. It was a hundred years later, in the wars of religion, that I finally turned from worldly power to seek knowledge and to again study the mystical aspects of our natures in earnest….’

    James put his fork down and stared at his plate. ‘What could a person like you, who has seen so much, who knows so much, see in me? I’m just an average teenage boy….’

    Sebastian lifted his face by the chin with a finger. ‘That … is not true…. I’ve read a million hearts and none of them has ever elicited so much as mercy, much less … interest … in my cold heart…. And … if I may … I don’t find it is a normal gift even in our world to see truth so clearly in dreams…. I think that you are much more than anyone could suspect….’

    They got up from the table and Sebastian led him back upstairs to the recreation room, and they played pool for a while, just talking. ‘I still don’t understand … the football,’ Sebastian smiled up from his shot. ‘Do you even like it?’

    ‘Not really, sometimes…. It keeps me in shape…. And I’ve made some good friends, and I get to see some cute guys naked,’ he added, and they both laughed. ‘But my dad…. When I was little, he always talked about how important it is to be a man’s man, to be strong…. He pushed me into sports, and it turned out I was good at football….’

    ‘What about music?’

    ‘I learned to play the guitar from books, from internet lessons….

    That kind of ‘sissy stuff’ didn’t get his support….’

    ‘It’s a shame…. I could teach you….’

    ‘Yeah? What?’

    ‘I can play every instrument you saw in my vault, so its really your choice…. I’d love to see you play guitar some time….’

    ‘I’d like to try the violin…. Maybe a model a little more beginner-friendly….’

    Sebastian laughed. ‘I’ll order one from an old friend, a nice beginner’s model, shouldn’t be more than a few thousand….’

    ‘I can’t afford that,’ James exclaimed.

    ‘Look around,’ Sebastian said. ‘I’ve accumulated … over the centuries, and I have nothing left to spend it on…. Nothing I want, except you….

    James wrapped his arms around Sebastian from behind, warming the smaller boy’s body and causing him to pur, ‘Mmmmm….’

    ‘I never thought….’

    ‘… you’d be hugging a bloodthirsty monster?’

    ‘… that I’d ever get to hold another boy in my arms….’

    ‘I’m here,’ Sebastian smiled, putting his cool hands on James’ muscular arms, ‘whenever you like…. But I’m afraid … its getting late….’

    James looked at the clock and said, ‘I have to be home in about fifteen minutes…. And I have my game tomorrow night….’

    ‘Can I … see you this weekend?’

    ‘I have practice on Saturday morning, but otherwise, I’m free….’

    ‘Good…. I’ll have Robert drive you home….’

    Sebastian walked him to the door and kissed him, before ushering him out to the car. It was a short ride home and he made it just before his curfew. ‘Have fun,’ Maureen asked, as his dad casted a disapproving look.

    ‘Yeah, Sebastian’s cool….’

    ‘A little femme, isn’t he,’ Phil asked.

    ‘Honey,’ Maureen exclaimed.

    ‘Actually, he’s very strong, and…. Never mind….’

    ‘What’s wrong with your other friends?’

    ‘What other friends, dad?!’

    ‘Your teammates…. Kids in the neighborhood….’

    ‘I don’t have anything in common with most of the meat heads on the team, and I’ve lost most of my other friends because I’m on the team….’

    ‘Well, you don’t have to pal around with a….’

    ‘With a what, dad?’

    ‘Well, he’s clearly a fag,’ Phil said, exasperated.

    ‘Why are you being such an asshole? If you weren’t my father, I’d….’

    ‘You’d what,’ Phil said, standing up, angry, Maureen grabbing his elbow.

    ‘I’d take you out into the yard and kick your ass….’ James took two long steps toward his father menacingly. ‘But don’t pressure me…. Don’t say anything about him again….’

    Suddenly Phil laughed. ‘I should have known…. Ever since you were a boy….’

    James’ face turned red, and said, ‘Everything I’ve ever done to prove myself to you, hasn’t meant anything, has it…. It all comes down to this, and the fact that I’ve wasted my time for years playing football, making quarterback, it doesn’t mean anything because of this one thing, does it?’

    ‘What,’ Maureen asked, entirely lost.

    ‘You’re son’s whining that daddy doesn’t like the fact that he’s a fag….’

    ‘You’re gay,’ Maureen asked, sounding confused again.

    ‘Yes, mom! I tried to hide it, but…. I don’t have to explain myself to you guys…. I’m sorry if this upsets you, but its who I am…. I’m going to my room….’

    ‘You’re,’ Phil began, but Maureen was on her feet in a second and though his back was to them, James heard the crack of her hand against Phil’s face.

    ‘Shut up, or pack a bag,’ she said with a deadly calm voice. The man stormed out of the room, and a few minutes later he stormed out the door with a bag in hand. James came back to the living room and sat next to his mother who cradled her head in her hands.

    ‘I’m sorry mom,’ he said, unsure of what to do.

    ‘It’s not your fault, honey,’ she said, looking over at him. ‘I wish you’d told me a long time ago….’

    ‘I was worried about … this…. I was trying to make dad happy….’

    ‘James, I’ve been trying to make your father happy for twenty years.

    It isn’t possible…. He’s a miserable bastard, and I just needed a reason….’

    ‘Well, I’m still sorry….’

    Maureen put her arm around him. ‘SO…. You and Sebastian?’

    James shrugged his shoulders. ‘I like him, but it’s … complicated?

    He’s going to teach me to play the violin….’

    ‘That’s wonderful…. He’s very … cute….’

    ‘He’s beautiful, mom….’ James got up and walked upstairs, laying on his bed, wondering what he had just done. He had gotten so angry when his father criticized Sebastian. A creature who was older than this country and had done so much evil. And yet James felt protective of him….

    Shaking his head, he knew he wouldn’t solve that tonight, so he got online and checked his email. He had a message from Chris.

    ‘Hi, James. Thanks for today…. I hope you don’t mind but its nice to have someone to talk to about stuff…. I just … its very frustrating and I know that he thinks of me like a little brother, and well, you know how I feel…. Thanks for not judging…. Chris.’

    James shook his head and smiled, writing, ‘Dear Chris, I think you’re eventually going to have to move on…. Pete … isn’t going to come round, I think…. I know that its especially hard, since you don’t know WHO to move on to, but…. I don’t know anything for sure, but do you know Steve Lewis? He’s a really nice guy, and I sometimes get the feeling he might be … receptive…. If you’re interested, I could feel him out for you…. James.’

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