Blood Lust

[BoiOnFire]

This is a complete work of fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story is copy written and sole property of the author. It may not be reproduced in any media format without the express written consent of the author.

A/N It’s important to note that while I enjoy a great sex scene just as much as the next reader my work mainly focuses on the plot and characterization. This doesn’t mean there will be no sex scenes, just they will only factor into the story when they are appropriate. If you are still interested enjoy.


Blood Lust

“Take heed with blood, take much heed. Bury it in the earth, and eat no blood, for it is the soul; never eat blood!”……Book of the Jubilees


There have been many times in my life when I found myself in certain situations and knew they were important life changing moments. Still while not as often there have been other times when my entire world was evolving and I was oblivious to the earth shattering changes. Those moments make up my existence, they shaped who I am and to a large degree determined my fate.

I know many of you will not understand my reasons for doing what I did. And even some of you right now are on a blood hunt to destroy me for what you consider a sin. I doubt I will survive for long but before my end comes I have endeavored to set the record straight. I can only hope that this account will find its place among those who can see the truth. It can serve as a guide or a warning, only you who read it can decide.

When I was human I always had the feeling that I didn’t belong. I guess I’ve never really felt like I fit anywhere. My whole life I’ve had this nagging sense of being different. It wasn't that people didn’t accept me; it was just this ache deep inside that always let me know I wasn't one of them. It’s not that I thought I was better than everyone else, or worse, just that for what ever reason I knew I was different.

It wasn't until I started school that I began to notice those feelings. Watching all the other boys play and interact was the first time that difference became truly pronounced. I had never really been around other children before. I lived with my grandma on our farm in the country, and the nearest neighbor was about two miles away.

My earliest memories were of playing among the fields and swimming in the small creek that ran through our farm. I use to roam and play all over that little patch of earth. I knew it like the back of my hand by the time I was 4. And in all the days I was there I never once grew tired of it.

It almost seemed as if that land welcomed me like a brother. I certainly regarded it as my friend. And the more time I spent walking its rutted paths and exploring its hidden secrets the stronger that relationship became. Looking back now I can only thank God for that time, because that’s the only thing that has kept me sane since it happened.

It’s never easy growing up and realizing you’re a gay boy. Even those who grew up in the most loving and supportive household still felt that certain pain. The pain of knowing no matter what you do you will always feel those longings, those urges for contact with other boys like you. No matter how much you fight it, or how long you deny it those feelings are apart of who you are as a person.

I was 10 years old the first time I felt the magnetic pull of another boy’s eyes. I didn’t have a name for it then, but I knew for certain that I never wanted to stop gazing into those wonderful, mysterious green eyes. Eyes that made my stomach tighten and my breath race, eyes that made me question if anything was real.

It took me another 8 years to figure it all out and actually put a name to the reason why I had these feelings. It took me so long to understand why I would hang on their every word, or get weak in the knees time and time again whenever a cute boy was around.

The first time I said it to myself, those words that every boy fears above all others, “I think I might be gay”, I cried so hard I thought I would die. I didn’t want that, I couldn’t be that, it was worse than hearing the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus isn't real. I prayed so hard for God to take it away, to make me normal just like everyone else. It didn’t change anything though, no matter what I did it was always there lurking just below the surface, waiting for the chance to destroy me.

I guess my reaction to finding out that I was gay was a typical one, at least from what I’ve heard and read. At first I denied it, like most people do when they learn a terrible truth. I would chastise myself every time my eyes strayed towards another boy. I tried so desperately to control my impulses, my natural desires. But considering that the body is a powerful animal in its own right, it wasn't too long before my mind lost the ability to cage that desperate beast.

Once I couldn’t deny my body’s urges I fought to limit it. Just quick little glances couldn’t be bad right? No one would ever have to know this dark horrible secret as long as I maintained control. Deep breaths to capture a boy’s scent wouldn’t be noticed right? And if my body trembled when a friend put their arm around my shoulders they didn’t have to know how it made my stomach tighten with anticipation.

I survived in this state of limbo for a long time. Letting my senses soak up as much of those bad, but oh so good feelings as I dared. I thought if I feed that captive beast just enough that I could keep it at bay. Oh how wrong I was, what a stupid little boy to think I had any control. I wouldn’t find out just how much my ignorance could cost me until I met Ayden.

God he was beautiful, even now after all that I’ve been through I still can’t deny the power he has over my body. As much as I hate and despise him I know if he were right here beside me I wouldn’t have the courage to stop myself from consuming him.

The first time I saw him I thought he was a dream, some hidden fantasy that my mind created just for me. My perfect vision of an angel sent by God himself to make up for all the pain I suffered through for being different.

His skin was a toffee color that glowed with life, the color of a carefree summer spent at the beach without any responsibilities, only the promise of endless fun. His hair was a mop of curly perfection, a raven beauty. A shade so dark it absorbed the light around him only to reflect it back at me, mocking the lifeless straw on my own head. And his eyes, that smoldering hue of green that took me back to the first time I ever noticed. Ever had the presence of mind to question why they made me feel so alive.

Thinking about it now I can only imagine how he must have laughed at me the way I stood frozen by his beauty.

“Hi” He said.

His voice was like a salve for all the pain that I had ever experienced. It washed over me and healed every little scrape, every little bruise, every little cut in my soul. And when it was finished making me whole it sent the most delicate little tingles of excitement racing down my spine.

I couldn’t respond, my body and mind had betrayed me. Never before had one boy so captivated my heart. It was like time stood still while my brain screamed out that this was the one, this was the boy I would follow anywhere, this was the boy I would love until I died. He was the perfect match to my tortured existence. He was the answer to everything I had ever wanted or longed for.

He never asked me to follow him, and it never once crossed my mind not too. It was only after we started walking that I became aware of how painfully hard I was. I didn’t even have the presence of mind to try and hide it from him. I know he had to have seen my condition. But he never made me feel embarrassed or self conscious about it.

“My name is Ayden.” He said as he reached out to take my hand in his.

The jolt of electric excitement that shot through my body at his simple touch caused me to stop breathing. I could barely hear the night time creatures above the roar in my ears. My heart raced to new speeds as I somehow found the courage to speak to him.

“I’m Kale” I whispered as the air painfully escaped my lungs.

It could have been a minute or it could have been an hour but what ever amount of time had passed between answering his introduction I was totally lost and enchanted.
We didn’t talk as we walked along the small creek, we didn’t have to. Everything we needed to communicate was said in shy glances and warm loving smiles, gentle squeezes of my shoulder and hand. I can still remember the way his gaze made me feel loved. I know it sounds stupid now even trying to define what happened between us, but it’s the best I can do to make you understand.

“I have to leave now.” He said. “Will you meet me tomorrow night?”

How could I refuse his request? His eyes once again held me captive to his intoxicating allure. In response I nodded, and before I knew it he was leaning in to gently kiss my lips. The lightest pressure and his over whelming scent were all that remained as he dashed off leaving me stunned by his actions.

As I walked back to my little farm house I couldn’t help but replay the kiss over and over again in my mind. Remembering the taste of him and his scent had me so entranced that I almost missed it. Suddenly I saw the sun come up over the fields. And like a sign from God the delicate golden hue of light seemed to signal to me the dawning of a great new chapter in my life. It wasn't until I was lying in bed later that I realized we had spent the entire night together.

I met him every night for the next two weeks. Our nocturnal wanderings were the only thing my mind could concentrate on. And every time we walked together hand in hand I would tell him more about my life.

I told him how I lost my parents to a drunk driver when I was just a baby. That even though I had never really known them there was a hole in my heart for their love. How I had always imagined them watching over me from above and that I tried my hardest to make them proud.

I told him how I had always been different from all the other boys. That I knew deep down I was an outcast. And without an ounce of shame I told him of my attraction to my own kind. There was something about him that impelled me to tell him the truth, to reveal all my dark secrets. Never once did he make fun of me or show disapproval.

After awhile I grew bold in my burgeoning love for him. I slowly allowed myself to open up and enjoy the feelings he inspired in me. It doesn’t sound like much but that action alone was a huge step in a long journey. One that would take me places I couldn’t ever have dreamed of.

 

[BoiOnFire]

"There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of god came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown."….Genesis 6:4


It’s so easy to think back and see exactly where things went wrong. They say hindsight is 20/20 for a reason, and while now it seems foolish or even stupid my reason was simple, love. I had always felt the absence of love in my life. While I knew my grandma loved me it wasn’t the same as having parents, it wasn’t the same as having someone live just for you alone. I know she did the best she could but often our best just isn’t good enough.

During those first few weeks with Ayden I had an aching feeling building within my soul. It was a knot of emotion buried deep under my ribcage, threatening my ability to breathe or even swallow. I felt like things were rushing out of control. Somewhere in the bottom of my heart I knew that Ayden would change me. I just didn’t know exactly how much.

When I think back to that time I can’t help the rush of emotions that follow. I was full of a promising hope, a hope that I had finally found someone who could love me for who I was. Who would accept me no matter what. I was so captivated by his beauty and the fact that he wanted to spend time with me. I was drunk on the rush of love that he inspired within me, distracted by its siren’s call I refused to pay attention to the signs. When I think back it’s always with a bitter sweet notion of irony. How ironic that my first love, well my only love, would be the one to kill me.

“Kale I have to leave soon.” Ayden said.

“Ok same time tomorrow then?” I asked with a knowing smile.

“No you don’t understand, I mean I have to move on soon. I can’t really stay to long in one spot.”

At first I didn’t understand him; he was talking like he was a criminal on the run. And seeing the pain in his eyes didn’t help the crushing weight of despair that suddenly filled my heart.

“What do you mean you can’t stay to long in one spot?” I asked him.

“I can’t explain it to you Kale, I would if I could but…it’s complicated.” He said with the sound of regret.

“You’re serious aren’t you?” I asked him.

My feelings of desperation were growing out of control. I couldn’t lose him so soon after I had just found him. I had never known the love of another boy, someone who returned those same feelings back to me.

“I never expected to find you Kale, I’m sorry it has to be this way.” Ayden said as tears threatened to spill from his eyes.

“Please don’t go I just found you I can’t lose you now!” I yelled.

With what I assumed was regret he embraced me for a long time. I could hear his breaths hitch as he fought the tears that threatened to fall. I was numb; I couldn’t believe he was leaving me. I had found my Eden and now like the same cruel twist of fate that had befallen Adam and Eve I was being tossed out. I couldn’t face being alone again; I hadn’t realized how cold and cruel the world really was until I found love.

“Kale I…I love you, more than you could ever know.” Ayden said as the tears finally began to fall.

It was in that moment I knew I had to act. I couldn’t allow this love to escape me. And while I would like to say it took a great deal of courage I know deep down my choice was motivated by something less honorable, fear. Only those who have tasted true love can know true fear.

“Ayden I want to go with you.” I said, knowing how utterly devastated I would be if he refused.

“Are you sure you can do that? I mean you have a good life here. Are you willing to give that up?” He asked.

Nothing else mattered, not my grandma, not my friends, not even the knowledge of a safe warm bed could tempt me from the choice I had made.

“All I know is that I can’t let you get away from me Ayden, I’ve never known someone like you and I doubt I ever will again.” I said as my own tears slipped down my cheeks.

“Meet me tomorrow night and we’ll leave then.” He said.

I hadn’t known how truly scared I was until I heard those words. Suddenly my heart unknotted and I was able to take a full breath again. And the tears that had slowly begun to trickle down my cheeks came rushing out in a torrent of relief. Being taken from the edge of the deepest despair I had ever known to an uncontrollable joy was something I don’t think I wanted to ever live through again. As he meticulously kissed away all my pain I couldn’t help but wonder how many more tears would I shed for this boy?

From the moment he left until that next night was, to this day, the longest most agonizing wait of my life. I couldn’t sleep more than an hour and the entire time I had this nagging fear he wouldn’t wait for me. I had no doubts that his love was so great that he might consider leaving without me because he felt it was the right thing to do.

As the minutes slowly grew into hours I wondered what, if anything I was going to say to my grandma. I didn’t want to leave without letting her know that it was my choice, and not something she had done wrong. I knew my future lay with Ayden but I couldn’t be happy if I thought she was left behind thinking I had ran away in anger. So I patiently sat down to write her a note. I didn’t plan on pouring out my heart but that’s exactly what happened. And as the short note turned into a confessional I hoped she would understand and not judge me too harshly.

I had so many things on my mind the day before I left with Ayden. I had thought about what it would truly mean to be with someone, have them depend on me in a way I had never experienced before. Every moment of those last few weeks was new territory for me; I’d never had someone like Ayden. I wanted so much to be perfect for him, someone he would love and could be proud of. I didn’t know if I would be everything that Ayden needed, but I knew I would never stop trying.

I had hidden my backpack hours before I actually left; I tried very hard to make sure I had everything. It was a sobering experience to condense the mementos of my life and all the things I had accumulated into the size of a backpack. It forces you to really consider what’s important and what isn’t, need verses want, it was harder than you might think.

As I sat in our meeting place, waiting for the sun to go down, I began to think back on everything that I had been through up till this point. I knew my life was going to be changing for the better, it’s a weird feeling when one chapter of your life comes to a close and a new one opens up right before your eyes. And while I’m sure I should have been nervous, strangely I wasn’t. An eerie calm washed over my mind, as much as I didn’t have control over my old life I knew then with a solid certainty this new one would be different.

“Are you ready to leave?” He asked looking around as if we were being watched.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” I said with a nervous little laugh.

He pulled me into his embrace and kissed me, before I knew it my mind was overloaded with his scent and the feel of his lips. I couldn’t tell you how many kisses we shared but each time it felt like the first kiss all over again. I know it sounds corny but it’s true, how he managed that I’ll never know. As we broke apart he held my hand and we began to walk.

At first we didn’t talk much, mostly I was just glad to be with him. I didn’t really want to be a burden or anything so I let him lead the way. But a little voice in the back of my mind began to whisper to me, I felt like something was wrong. But I ignored it; nothing else mattered as long as I had Ayden. After we had been walking for several hours, my feet sore and my shoulders crying out from carrying the back pack, I began to wonder if he was lost or actually knew where he was going.

“Where are we going to spend the night?” I asked.

“I have a camp site already set up for us.” He told me.

“Well how much longer till we get there?” I asked.

He gave me a look then, I saw something in his eyes but it passed quickly out of sight.

‘Not much longer maybe another hour.” He said as he turned back around and continued to lead the way.

A good two hours later and I was sure he was lost; I thought he was just too stubborn to admit it to me.

“Ayden wait I need to rest for a little while.” I said as I collapsed to the ground.

“We need to hurry we don’t have a lot of time left.” He said. “It will be dawn soon.”

“Why the rush, it’s not like I have to be in before my grandma wakes up.”

“We just have to hurry.” He said.

It was then I thought I heard a note of fear in his voice. And while I sat drinking from a bottle of water I could have sworn he was pacing with nervousness. But before I could think too much about it he smiled at me and my world crumbled all over again just like that first time.

“Come on.” He said as he reached his hand to mine. “I’ll race you the rest of the way.”

And before I knew it he was running ahead and like Artemis I ran after my prey.

 

[michaelnm2000]

Great - it's full of everything a good read requires. It's fantastic mate.

 

[BoiOnFire]

“And I will not be under the eye of the Lord, for the Lord of the spirits is angered at them, because they act as if they were like gods.”….Book of Enoch



Memories can be such fickle things and at times they bring much joy and comfort. The ability to relive loving moments and triumphs is the only thing stopping my fall from grace. But like a double edged sword it cuts both ways, because it’s those dark and bitter times that threaten to push me into the abyss forever. I know if I were to fall the madness would consume me whole. Not even a pale memory of love could reach into that darkness and save me.

I ran harder as I caught tantalizing glimpses of Ayden’s perfectly round ass. His beauty spurred me to my limits as I tried in vain to capture his elusive prize. Every time I got close to him he would find new energy and race ahead. The only thing trailing behind was his laughter, god his laughter was like a song. If I try hard enough I can still hear it even now.

Suddenly without warning he stopped and I nearly collided with him. Standing there he quickly gazed at the moon before turning to look at me.

“We’re here, this is it.” He said with a smile.

I looked around and didn’t understand what he meant. I couldn’t see anything even remotely resembling shelter.

“What the hell are you talking about Ayden?” I said as I shot him a bewildered stare. “We can’t possibly stay here, what if it rains?”

“Not here stupid, there!” He said pointing to what appeared to be several huge boulders lying at the bottom of a large hill.

At first I thought he was joking, but he moved behind the boulders and it was then I saw a moderate size hole. I quickly realized he was serious when he disappeared inside.

“Ayden what is this place?” I asked as I followed him into the darkened hole.

"It’s where we’ll stay until we need to move.”

Crawling on my hands and knees I questioned once again if this was a good idea or not. Suddenly my hands encountered rough hewn rock and a coolness that brought a much needed relief from the heat I had been feeling only moments before.

“Amazing isn’t it?” Ayden asked.

“What’s so amazing? All I see is darkness.”

“Oh I’m sorry I forgot, here.” He said as he started a fire.

My eyes were blinded for a few minutes until I grew use to the light. There before me was an enormous cavern, the light reflecting off tiny crystals embedded in the near by walls, leaving me in breathless awe. As my eyes grew ever more comfortable with the darkness I noticed a sleeping bag and a few other things sitting around the blazing fire.

“So what do you think huh? Not to bad considering right? Ayden said with obvious satisfaction.

“When did you bring your stuff here Ayden?” I asked.

“Um today before I came to get you.” He said reluctantly.

I suddenly had the feeling he was lying to me. I could see it in his eyes, without a doubt I knew he was lying.

“Wow I’m surprised you had the energy to do all that, we must have gone a good 10 miles just getting here.”

“Oh wait I almost forgot, be right back just one second.” He stated before he disappeared.

As I waited for Ayden to return I began looking around when I heard the distinct sound of rumbling and stone scraping on stone.

“Ayden!” I yelled, scared that we were being trapped in a rock slide.

“I’m here don’t worry, I just pushed some stones in front of the opening so nothing can get us while we sleep.”

“Oh that’s a good idea” I said while still battling the uneasy feelings I had been having all night.

“Hey come here” Ayden said in a sexy voice that caused me to forget everything else but him.

He held me tightly while my lips searched out his, the desire to kiss him had been growing all night. I was lost in him the second our lips touched. The sensation of losing myself was the only thing that mattered to me right then.

No matter how many kisses Ayden gave me it was never enough to satisfy my hunger. I don’t ever remember being obsessed with sex before. I mean of course I had thought about it but suddenly it was all I ever thought about. And while I desperately wanted to give all of myself to Ayden, I was also scared. That was a feeling I would come to know intimately well, desire and fear mixed together. Although I had only known him for a short time Ayden had definitely changed me.

As we lay next to the fire his kisses became more passionate, much more than ever before. And his hands never left contact with my body, trailing down my side one second only to end up some where else the next, they were possessive and controlling. As doubts raged inside I felt my self losing control. I had only one thought then, one burning desire. I wanted Ayden and I wanted him now.

Suddenly he sat up and began feeding the fire more wood. I was confused; I thought he wanted me, I thought he wanted to go all the way. And as I sat there wondering what I did to upset him he began to speak in a strange voice. It sounded detached, like it was coming from somewhere off in the distance.

“There is a memory we all carry within us, a haunting whisper that flows through our blood.” He said as I stared in amazement.

“Most people ignore that ancient knowledge, turning their backs on a wisdom that comes from our very DNA.”

I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about. It was extremely surreal going from the most passion I had ever experienced to this.

“Can you hear it Kale? Late at night when the noise dies down and your heart slows to a softly beating rhythm, does it speak to you? When your mind’s chaos dims to nothing but a soft hum can you hear that whispering blood speaking of a power long dormant?” He asked.

It was then that his words registered in my mind, something about what he was saying rang true to me. I remembered many nights as I lay on the verge of sleep feeling certain that something was alive in me, something that was missing in all the other people I had ever met. I think that’s why I was attracted to Ayden; it was finding someone else with that same inner mystery that drew me to him.

Just as I was about to answer his question he moved next to me again. Softly rubbing my shoulders he leaned in and started kissing me. And just like that I was once more thrown into confusing ecstasy. I wasn’t sure if I had imagined what he said to me or if it really happened, and soon enough I didn’t care.

As I kissed him deeper, trying to devour him whole, he unbuckled my belt. One second my hands were rubbing the back of his shirt, the next I felt his skin smooth, hot beneath my hands. The entire time things kept growing in intensity and I felt like I was ready to burst. Before I knew it we were both naked and pressed together like two people adrift in an ocean.

“Are you ready?” Ayden asked as he stopped nibbling on my ear.

“Ayden?”

“Yes”

“I’m scared.” I said as my voice betrayed my nervousness.

It was then that he looked at me and smiled. I can’t explain it but that small gesture melted my heart. I knew immediately I would be ok, that he would be gentle with me. He said so much with that one smile more than I ever thought possible, my fears left me and I was truly ready to leave my old life behind at that moment.

Some people say there can be no change without pain. That the act of change itself always leaves scars even though you can’t necessarily see them. I use to daydream about the things I would do for my boyfriend, how I would gladly drop to my knees for him, or about how much I wanted him to penetrate me deep and hard, over and over again. But I never imagined in a million years anything like what Ayden did to me that first time.

“Lay down here baby.” Ayden said in a husky voice.

And as I lay down I mentally readied myself for an unpleasant experience. I had always heard that your first time was painful, and that’s what I expected. But before I knew it Ayden was kissing my neck, slowly going from one ear, down my throat all the way to my other ear.

His whole attention was directed towards me and somewhere deep inside I was thrilled to be the object of his desire. He began to inch even lower and started bathing my arm pits with his tongue. I fought not to laugh and at the same time I felt an odd stirring from within. Like every part of my body was connected to my dick. As the seconds passed little surges of excitement raced to my groin.

His attack on my nipples was unexpected and he alternated between sucking, lightly biting and pinching them with his lips. Each time his mouth made contact another surge of electric fire sped down my body to explode deep inside my cock. My breathing was getting out of control, and I desperately felt the need to cum hard. It was like I was standing on a cliff, wanting to jump so badly but unable to work up the nerve.

As he kissed his way down my stomach time stood still for me. I couldn’t believe he was about to kiss my most personal spot. No one had ever done to me the things he did. He methodically kissed my little love trail all the way down to the base of my cock, then deliberately moved past it to begin kissing my inner thigh. Lightly moving down my thigh only to race back up again to the crease where leg joined body.

“Turn over for me baby.” He said softly.

As I turned over my pulse must have doubled. Just moments before I was completely relaxed and now I knew what was coming. He pushed my knees up a little bit and I told myself not to scream when he rammed it in. I didn’t want to be lousy for him after he had been so good to me. Suddenly like an unexpected breeze his breath tickled my ass, and before I knew what he was doing he began softly kissing each cheek. I was shocked; I never knew you could even do that. I mean I just hadn’t thought about all the possibilities, I was so naïve.

When he spread my cheeks and blew on my hole I nearly passed out. And when his lips touched me there the first time I knew then what was truly my most personal spot. I dug my head deeper into the pillow I was laying on as I had my first out of body experience. But when he grabbed my cock and pulled it back between my legs and traced his tongue from the tip of my dick all the way to my hole I started speaking in a different language.

Everything up to this point had been slow and delicate; he had taken his time not to rush me. But the strain of holding back must have been too great because abruptly he changed from tender and loving to a man possessed. He attacked my hole like it was trying to escape from him, pushing the tip of his tongue inside as far as he could, over and over again. And then as if his impatience was contagious I began pushing my ass back at him to try and help him reach just a little bit further.

Then without warning his mouth left my ass, only to be replaced with his fingers. First one then two and before I knew it he had three inside of me, sliding in and out in and out. Once he knew I was ready he moved close behind me and slid his dick up and down my crack. Slowly adding pressure with every pass, after twenty minutes I couldn’t remember my own name. My skin was on fire, my mind was a mess and an entire area of my body that I had never seemed to notice before had taken complete control.

Ayden was truly a master, I’ll give him that. I had worried so much about what would happen and if I would be good enough for him. I didn’t feel any pain what so ever when he slid it in the first time. He didn’t go in all the way and certainly not hard but by then I wouldn’t have cared, I was too far gone to think. Each time he seemed to go just a little deeper, each time he seemed to give me just a little bit more just a little bit harder. Before I knew it he was sliding all the way inside and back out again. All this time I had feared what it would be like, knowing deep down it would hurt like hell and now I couldn’t seem to get enough. As if my ass had a mind of it’s own I began obscenely pushing myself back at him, feeling the need to get as much of him inside of me as I could.

Suddenly he changed positions, how he did it I will never know but the next thing I remember is sitting on his lap bouncing up and down, holding on for dear life. As if I was riding a bull that was trying to throw me off with everything he had. The intensity of it all was beginning to become too much for me to handle. Then like magic he slowed down to a soft gentle rhythm.

“Ayden …I …I love you so much.” I cried out as my body moved ever closer to reaching that final peak.

It was then that tears began to run down my cheeks, not from sadness but from feeling a total sense of completeness. I have never felt that whole in my entire life.
Suddenly without warning I felt Ayden explode deep inside me. Somewhere in my mind I was overjoyed at having a piece of him forever. That was all it took to send me over the edge, the most intense orgasm of my life burst forth and my whole body went entirely limp.

I couldn’t tell you how long we made love that night, not even if my life depended on it. And while there are times I think back fondly to everything that happened, one thing more than anything else stood out for me that night. I remember curling up next to Ayden listening to his chest rise and fall with soft breaths and thinking wow I’ve found the most perfect love I could have ever hoped for. As I looked into his eyes, entranced and lost, I could have sworn I was staring straight into his soul. It was the closest thing to a religious experience I had ever experienced. With a soft command Ayden told me to sleep.

 

[Craiger]

BOF
What an intense and wonderful beginning to what I am sure will be an extremely interesting story.
How many of us have dreamt of having a relationship like that of Kale and Ayden, however, I will wait to read more before I attempt one..... I strongly feel there will be much more intensity in the coming chapters. I look forward to them.

Craiger

 

[momoman]

I like this. I'm assuming Ayden is a Vampire, and that is HOT. *whines* I wanna be a Vampire.......

Hope you continue, I will be SURE to read this!

 

[rocabar]

Woah... that was intense- and Hawtt!!!

Looking forward to more!

Thanks for sharing Y'alls talents with us, BOF.