Ancestral

Getting Ready

The dinner table was a bit subdued. Everyone seemed preoccupied and the conversation was minimal and shallow. As we finished dessert and were getting ready to leave the table, Andi asked for everyone’s attention. “I have spoken to each of you individually about what we’re going to do tonight, but I think I need to offer a broader view before we enter the fray.” we all sat back and gave her our full attention. “We all know what happened last night, how we almost lost Joey. It's important to remember that Ben is at risk too, and any one of us who know too much about...well, whatever secret the harpy is protecting. I believe the harpy is somehow connected to Mariah Foster, but I don't have hard evidence to prove this yet. Still, working with that assumption, the plan for tonight is simple. We must draw out the harpy and banish her. I'm not sure exactly what we will find as we confront her, but I have a number of levels of defense on hand, and hopefully these will be enough. My plan is for us to divide into two teams. One will include Joey, Ben, Helmut, Miss M, and Heather. The other will include Sammy, Jo Jo, Sylvia, and myself. The first group will be in the main room of the basement, calling out the harpy and exposing the secret hidden behind the shelves. The second group will be breaking into the hidden room and facing whatever we find there. My instincts tell me we need to do these things simultaneously. I will remain with group two since we don't know what we'll find, and I have given instruction to Miss M. so she will know what to expect as the harpy manifests.” She looked at each of us in turn, then asked the group, “You each have your instructions. Are there any questions?”

I had plenty of questions, but this didn't seem the place to ask them. She encouraged us to take some time to gather our inner resources and prepare ourselves. “Make no mistake,” she said. “Tonight we aren't playing at being ghost-busters, lives are at stake. We meet back here at eleven forty-five.” We went our separate ways in silence, considering the gravity of what we were about to do.

I caught Andi as the others were leaving and asked her quietly, “You haven't given me any instructions. What am I supposed to do?”

“I most certainly did,” she grinned. “You and Ben need to get busy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I know that part. I mean what am I supposed to do once we get to the basement?”

“Oh,” she hesitated, “I was hoping you wouldn't ask.” She gave Miss M. a quick glance and she drew closer. “You just have to be there. Miss M. will take any needed actions.”

“But then why do I need to be there?”

“Well, you will draw the harpy out. It's you she after, so just being there will...”

“I'm bait?!”

“I wouldn't put it that way, but...”

“I'm bait! You're just dangling me in front of her,”

“Don't worry, we have lots of...”

“Isn't there something I can do to protect myself? Some sort of talisman or incantation? Something?”

“Sweety, I will be there and so will Ben. We'll have your back.” Miss M. tried to calm my fears.

“You're sending me to my own execution and I'm supposed to be calm about it?”

Ben interrupted the scene before I could get more worked up. “Come on. I'll explain,” he said, dragging me toward the stairs. We went to my room and closed the door. Then he pushed me onto the bed and started to undo my pants.

“What? I can't think about that right now! Don't you understand?”

“What part of this don't you understand?” He was insistent. “This is your talisman. This is your incantation. By putting a piece of yourself into me you create a physical bond between us. This is one of the ways she's trying to keep you safe.” By now my pants were around my ankles and he began sucking my dick, trying to get it hard. I laid back and worked to calm myself. He was right. There was nothing for it but to trust her knowledge of the spiritual realm.

He tried everything imaginable, sucking my dick and balls, stroking my dick, playing with my nipples, teasing me with his own body, having me suck his dick, sitting on my face, having me finger his hole. Finally he laid beside me kissing me and asked, “What else can I do? You're not getting hard for me.”

“I'm trying, but there's just too much pressure. I can't focus. I know what's coming, and even though I've calmed down, I'm just too distracted.”

We both thought in silence for a minute then Ben piped up. “We could ask for help.”

“We are not bringing Helmut into this!” I insisted. “He's too much of an asshole.”

“Not Helmut,” He said gently. “Sylas.”

“But I thought you..”

“I am willing to do what it takes to keep you safe.” He looked into my eyes and kissed me again. “They heard you in the hospital when you asked them to go away. Do you think they can hear you from here?”

“I can try,” I said. “I'm not certain what help they can offer but...Are you sure?”

“I'm sure. Call them."

I closed my eyes and focused on the visions Sylas had shared with me., asking for their help. I heard Ben chuckle, “That was fast.” I opened my eyes but could see nothing. Ben smiled. “Sylas is beside you and Markus is beside me. I can sense them, but you can communicate. Try to listen first, then tell them what we're planning to do. I think they will be strong allies.”

I tried to clear my mind to hear them, but all I got was a sense of anticipation. They had been waiting for us to call them. I framed a vague question without words, holding the entire situation in my mind and seeking guidance.

I suddenly found myself in the dark stone room again. Markus and I were naked and hard. I could see the sweat of his body sparkling in the dim candlelight and knew that tonight was the night when we would finally give ourselves to each other. We were already deep in the passion of lovemaking, but neither of us had entered the other yet. I invited Markus to follow my lead as I ate his ass, lubricating it thoroughly with my tongue, and began probing his hole with a finger and some more spit. He moaned in pleasure, and his voice sounded remarkably like Ben's.

Slapping his ass, I said, “My turn,” and presented my ass to him. He did his best to mimic what I had done to him, and I must admit he was a quick learner. His tongue felt so good as he slid it around my hole, poking the tip in at times. And his finger felt even better as he slit it in and out. I was grateful for the thick stone walls which would deaden the loud moans that were escaping from my lips. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed him back on the bed, climbing on top of him and riding his hard dick for all I was worth. I don't know why I was worried. This was nothing like the sex I had with clients. This was deeper, touching a part of me that no one had ever touched before. Plenty of men had shot their loads in my ass, but none of them had actually fed me. As he spasmed and emptied himself into me, I held his eyes in mine and there seemed to be no boundary between us. I could feel his heart beating in my chest. His thoughts were my thoughts and we had no secrets from each other. I collapsed on top of him as he remained lost in our union, and when he opened his eyes, I could see myself through them. But it wasn't my face I saw, it was Sylas's. I leaned forward and kissed him passionately, melting into him.

But we weren't done yet. He roused himself and rolled over, rubbing his eager ass against my still-hard dick, he said, “My turn now.” I knew he had never been fucked before, but his desire for me overrode his fears. I started with one finger again, and listened as he became lost in the pleasure. I increased it to two, and he only flinched for a second before returning to ecstasy. The third finger took him a moment, but he quickly acclimated and I knew he was ready for the real thing. I placed the head of my dick against him and before I could begin, he had pushed himself against it and swallowed two thirds of it in one go. I pulled out a little so I would have more to work with and he just pushed back taking the whole thing on the second try. I stayed still to allow his body to acclimate itself to this intrusion, but he started pumping my dick with his ass like there was no tomorrow.

I was quickly fucking him harder than I had ever fucked anyone. Most of the guys who paid for my services wanted to do the fucking, with only a few who wanted me to take the active role. I often had trouble cumming for them, and would have to pull out and stroke myself to get off, but not today. I was quickly getting lost in the pleasure his body was giving me. I pulled out and flipped him over, placing he ankles on my shoulders and lifting his ass to fuck him face to face. Again, I stared into his eyes as I pounded him, and as I began to go over the edge, and my eyes began to close I felt him grab either side of my face and take me with his eyes. I had no choice but to stay with him and realized it was no longer Markus, but Ben. As I filled him with my essence he shot another load all over his chest. For a second time I collapsed on top of him, and melted into him.

I must have fallen asleep,because the sound of his phone ringing woke me up, I was still on top of him and he appeared to be startled as well. It was actually his alarm. He had set it for eleven thirty just in case, and a good thing too. We were glued together by the cum on his chest, and before disentangling ourselves, he reached up and kissed me intensely. “I told you the boys could help.”

“I think I just saw their first time”

“So did I.” Ben added. “This time Markus allowed me to participate without taking me over. It was a little freaky, but hot. I mean, I've never made love with two men in one body before. I wonder if that counts as double penetration?”

I kissed him. “You're getting as bad as Helmut.” I teased as I climbed off of him and searched for some clothes.