After-party
I didn't bother with the jock strap when I was getting dressed. “Thanks for the loan,” I said as I handed it back to Helmut.
He immediately buried his nose in it, inhaling deeply. “Way too fresh,” he moaned, stuffing it into my back pocket. “Wear it again,” he smirked. “Wear it for a week, get some sweat on it, some piss, and best of all, some cum. Then I might be interested. And don't wash it.”
He dropped me at the cottage, but I didn't go in. Instead, I trotted straight over to the rehab center. It was well past visiting hours, and the stillness was deep. By now the staff knew me and I wasn't challenged. I made my way straight to Ben's room, acknowledging his night nurse on the way. He smiled and nodded back. No need for a red ribbon tonight.
The room was silent except for the soft sounds Ben made in his sleep. Sounds that I found so comforting. Sounds that I had missed for weeks. I got undressed as quietly as I could, and slipped into the bed beside him, playing big spoon to his little spoon. I was naked, longing to feel his flesh against mine, but he wore a tee shirt and boxers. I could feel the heat of his body through these things, but that wasn't good enough. I softly slid a hand up the back of his shirt, gently forcing it up his torso so I could feel his back against my chest. At the same time I tunneled the other hand under his pillows, wrapping it around to bury my fingers in the dense red carpet of hair that covered his chest.
He sighed and rolled back against me as best he could. I had hoped not to disturb his sleep, but knew he would probably wake up at some point. He didn't say a word, only reached back, and pulled my free hand around to encircle his chest, making it clear he wanted me to hold him tight. I held him like this long after he had fallen back asleep. My dick had been hard since I walked in the room, and I wanted nothing more than to plunge it deep into his ass and leave him with every ounce of love I had to offer. But his shorts were still in place, and he was so peaceful that I couldn't bring myself to break the spell for the sake of a quick fuck. Instead, I settled for a bit of frottage, wishing I was was rubbing against his skin, but knowing that if he were naked, I probably wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.
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Once again, the gentle lapping of waves caressed my ears with their whispers of eternity. Beside me I could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing keeping time with nature. I wanted to draw closer to him, to touch him and let my mind rest in his peacefulness but I hesitated. Earlier he had given his body to me without hesitation and I had allowed myself to enjoy his willingness to please me. He seemed to know just how to touch me, when and where. I never had to ask for anything. His dick was always hard and within reach when I wanted it, and his ass was ready and waiting when I was primed to fuck him. No need for words or requests. It was as if he were an extension of my own body.
I had been lying awake beside him since his final orgasm had sent him into dreamland. He had managed to make me cum three times tonight, and each time he had joined me in that ecstatic release, as if on cue. But it felt wrong. Something was missing. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, and the experience left me troubled . I knew I needed to let him go, but desire drew my hand to the warmth of his naked flesh. He stirred without waking and leaned into my tentative touch.
He had seemed so strong at first, independent, opinionated, even stubborn. I had not experienced such resistance since my youth. I gave myself to him, on a level that I had never done since discovering my abilities. It was not a crush, not titillation, but something deeper. Could this be love? I was sure he would not give in, that his defenses would hold, and yet, over the last month he had begun to change. It was subtle at first, but had grown progressively more noticeable. Now he obeyed without even being asked. Another had failed the test. I mourned the loss of the man I loved, and realized there was no hope left. I must now become the abyss.
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I gradually became aware of a hard dick in my hand. Ben was now fully awake, and had guided my fingers to his morning wood, trying to get me to jerk him off inside his shorts. “Mmm... that's nice,” I managed, still half asleep. It was still dark outside, but a slight rosy glow could be seen beginning to creep through the window. “But this is what I really want.” I slid my hand off his dick, pushed his shorts down to his knees, and began to rub my dick against the fullness of his ass cheeks.
He didn't resist, although he did seem a bit surprised. “Someone's a horny boy this morning, Didn't drain enough cum at the circle jerk?”
“Didn't drain any at all,” I answered, circling his tight little hole with a spit covered finger. “And if you hadn't been so angelic, I would have pumped you full when I first got here last night.”
“Really? Umph.” My finger had found its mark and was preparing the way for his big brother. He was beginning to breathe heavy and even sweat a little. I reached up with my other hand and turned his face toward me so I could bury my tongue down his throat.
He did his best to keep up, but I was in a frenzy of sorts and all he could do was ride it out. “I'm gonna fuck that pucker until...” And with that I thrust hard, giving him every inch of my rock hard dick in a single smooth movement.
He managed to let out a yelp before I could cover his mouth with my hand, but I was not deterred. I fucked him hard and fast until the knocking on the door brought me to my senses. Without waiting for an answer, the nurse entered but stopped in his tracks in the doorway. “What the...?” His mouth hung open, and his wide eyes looked toward the ceiling.
I followed his gaze and was horrified to see tendrils of shadow slithering throughout the room. They all seemed to be stemming from the window. How was I seeing this without Sabina's help? Whatever this was, it seemed angered by my defiance yesterday and was obviously doubling down on its efforts to control me, and if it could make me hurt Ben, there was no telling what else it could make me do. The cloud of witness began to speak even before I could summon them. It was as if they were all inside me, and without a thought, “Be gone” escaped my lips. It was only a whisper, but it carried authority, because it was not my voice alone, but the multitudes that spoke through me. The sound grew and echoed through the room for almost a minute, becoming a palpable and irresistible presence. When it faded, every last bit of shadow had been driven out.
The long silence that followed was only broken when Ben, clearly shaken, managed to ask, “What was that?”
“I'm not sure,” I answered, suddenly realizing that I was still inside him, and we were in a very compromising position in front of the nurse. I was also suddenly aware of just how violent our love making had become. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry...”
“Clearly that wasn't you,” Ben said with a weak smile. “I know you better than that. Besides, I saw it with my own eyes.” As I climbed off him, he did his best to adjust his clothes and turned to the nurse. “You saw it too, right Tim? Tim? Tim! Tim, Hello!”
The nurse was still gawking at the ceiling in disbelief. “I... I don't know what I saw. That was...Honey, put some clothes on!” He had just noticed that I was naked, and trying to find my pants somewhere on the floor. “I know what goes on in here when ain't nobody looking, but you all got to keep it down. You guys are loud enough to wake the dead” He crossed himself as he left the room, muttering, “That's some twisted shit, to call up the devil like that...”
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