F - Haunted Eternal - Rick
Haunted Eternal - Rick
The thick metal rings that dangled from his nipples reflected the candle flame; I pulled on one with my teeth and licked up his chest to kiss his chin stealing a tiny bead of red on his lip from my bite earlier. My lips held to his while I unfastened his jeans opening them enough for my hand to easily slip inside. My flesh met his and he responded to my touch.
I knelt before him while teasingly stroking my finger tips along the zipper. He watched me, my eyes drew into his. I liked how he made them more intense with black liner and now that black liner was smeared lower than it should be. It still looked good to me. When my face drew close to his jean covered thighs, I brushed my face across him roughly so he could feel me rub against his cock.
Collin could not move, and with my eyes I ordered Rick to kneel close to the old man. The spell was working its magic and Rick was going along beautifully with my plan. The sight of Collin's helpless naked body caused a wave of internal need and connection. Something I was not sure that I understood, but this was my driving force. His upper thigh reminded me of the ravage earlier and made me feel sorrow. I bent to kiss his flesh. With wide eyes peering toward Rick, he followed my lead taking over very near the place where I had stopped.
I slowly moved away careful not to disturb and for moments I could only watch as Rick slowly and precisely worked on Collin’s cock. I then moved closer to Collin, laying his head in my lap, I lowered my face to his and whispered my love. I could feel his lips move against mine. I smiled offering him my wrist. With no strength of his own, I bit into my own flesh watching the droplets fall onto his mouth. When I lowered the offering to his reach he caught hold and I muffled my cry to his cheek, allowing his hungry need.
When I could not allow him any longer, I pulled away my wrist, raising him upward to see his gift that now pleasured him. All that was in our sight was a tight young body in blue jeans with black and steel blue strands. We both watched. I held Collin between my legs and could feel his orgasm near.
'I brought him back from town just for you, his name is Rick.'
My words kissed his cheek and I promised 'this will finish your turning'.
Collin’s body jerked and rolled in waves as he exploded into Rick’s mouth. Rick didn’t stop, but taking his time as he carefully and slowly slid his lips over the pulsating cock. Rick took all of Collin very well, swallowing every drop and this me made me crave. I wanted to taste his lips, I wanted to fuck him while Collin watched and to do all sorts of other terrible and nasty things, but when Collin tilted back against my body, I knew it was now time.
With a slight touch to Rick's bare shoulder, I motioned in silence for him to come closer. Raising his face from Collin's groin, his eyes were filled with sad waves of knowing, Rick obeyed and straddled Collin's lap. Without hesitation, Rick positioned his self for his demise, tilting his head to the side and baring his neck wide for Collin.
The taste of my blood was still on Collin's lips, and his hunger had to have been bold. He licked at his nourishment as he watched Rick and all of his movements. I watched them both. Without any question to Rick’s offer, Collin used one hand to brace a possible refusal, the other gripped an arm and with his mouth opened wider than even possibly imagined, horrendous fangs protruded as if he owned a set of three on top and bottom.
There was no mercy, there was no gratitude, it was fast and when finished the young man's head dangled with little connecting it to its body. The neck was gone and the body ready to die, Collin let go his grip, pushing away the corpse as one last pulsating stream of red flowed and gushed over him.
I kissed the warm red stream, my lips trailing down Collin's body tasting the rich nectar. I smiled a slim tight lip smile at him and watched his facial features change.
When his body had calmed some, I asked 'Feel better?'
His answer was silence. He tried to force a grin and I could sense his torment.
'C'mon' I pulled him up and grabbed some clothes, 'the fair's in town'.
