“Oh God! Fuck me!” Rayne implored, trying to wriggle himself onto his lover’s erection. “Please, god…Jabez! I need it so much. I want your cock in me. I’ll do anything you want. I just need you to fuck me and get me off. I need to cum so bad!”
Jabez sprawled over him, kissing and licking his neck and throat, biting his nipples and rubbing his cock until he whimpered with need. He tasted good; hot and desperate. The Everman was intensely aroused. Roughly he turned his young mate onto his belly and forced him down on his knees with his shoulders and one cheek flat to the boards. Urging Rayne’s legs open wide, he gripped the beautiful young male by the balls and held onto them as he urged the head of his sex into the youngster’s snug, un-lubricated passage. Rayne yelped incoherently.
His huge, powerful mate reached around him with the other hand and held him by the cock as he began to ram his unfeasibly impressive length firmly up the lean, young singer’s hot, tight passage. Rayne kept screaming until his mate gripped him by the throat and pulled him up from the floor so that he was sitting in Jabez’s lap, forced to ride his long, hard, throbbing manhood.
The singer’s cries softened gradually to strangled whimpers of pain and pleasure as he knelt astride his lover’s muscular thighs, urged up and down gently by the ancient Vampire’s strong grip on his neck and crotch. The massive organ that breached him, caressed his insides persistently as Jabez manoeuvred him steadily to his knees, then drew him back down again to sit in his groin; his monstrous tool buried completely within Rayne’s quivering body.
He held his lithe young mate there, motionless for a little while; completely conscious of the throbbing behemoth within him. Rayne uttered a tiny, helpless moan of astonishment. The singer was swallowing hard, wriggling in his firm embrace. Each struggle set Jabez on fire with need. It had been an age since he had felt such hunger for another unliving creature. If he moved so much as a centimetre into the young Vampire straddling him, he knew that his balls would melt into a surging river of unstoppable white lava.
Wrapping his arms around Rayne’s body, he buried his face in the tumble of raven-silk hair at the nape of his neck and kissed him passionately there. Jabez knew how sensitive his lover was in this area, just as he knew that the caress of a hot, wet tongue beneath the lowest tip of the tailbone was utterly irresistible to his delicious young sex-mate. His fingers stroked the supple, black leather that moulded itself to Rayne’s lean, heaving body. Although he did not strictly ‘need’ to breathe, Rayne always seemed to lapse back into old habits when he was stressed or intensely aroused. Tonight he had been prey to both.
Rayne Wylde sank back in his lover’s powerful embrace as the vigorous pounding in his stretched and twitching anus slowed and stilled. Every time Jabez Evermann mounted him, he thought to himself that surely he would be used to the size of his Sire’s immense cock by now. Each time he was proven cruelly wrong. It invariably took several minutes for him to become accustomed to the massive length and girth of his mate’s throbbing tool. On more than one occasion, Jabez had entered, fucked and pulled out of him before he was properly acclimatised.
“Are you okay?” he exhaled as Jabez folded around him, almost motionless save for the whisper of his soft, cool, searching lips on the back of Rayne’s neck and the spidery caress of his fingertips.
“Very much so.” Jabez breathed the words onto his skin, making him shiver. As he did so, the older, larger Vampire gasped very softly and appreciatively. His strong, skilful hands slithered down over the warm, sable leather and dipped between Rayne’s naked thighs, parting them a little further and stroking the smooth skin between the fork of his crotch and the tops of his silk stockings. “I am extremely stimulated, in truth. And insanely jealous of your mortal lover.”
“You’re bloody mad!” Rayne told him fondly. “Why the hell should ‘you’ be jealous of anyone?”
“Because your ‘Kevan’ has been enjoying you this way for some time, when I have only recently discovered the pleasure,” Jabez whispered with a little shudder of longing.
Rayne tried to squirm around and look him in the eye, not sure if he was being mocked. Jabez held him steady, wrapping him in a full embrace once more. “Do not move. Not one inch! Or I will be forced to thoroughly inseminate you right now.”
“Dirty old bastard!” Rayne murmured, leaning his head back against the ancient Vampire’s broad shoulder. “You make me feel so fuckin’ good, you know.”
“The feeling is mutual.” Jabez nuzzled his neck and throat tenderly. His mouth and tongue worked slow, wet circles over the younger Vampire’s soft, pale skin until he was lipping at Rayne’s earlobe sensuously. At last he released his grip on the dark-haired man and Rayne Wylde writhed urgently, pulling on the leather straps that restrained his wrists. Had he wanted to, he could easily have pulled free, but for the moment, he was willing to play any game that Jabez chose. If Jabez wanted to fuck him in restraints then he was perfectly happy to go along with that.
Slowly he began to rise and fall like a well-oiled machine on the piston of his lover’s magnificent sex, incredibly turned on by the sensation of that long, chunky probe pounding deep inside his tight, well-stimulated orifice. His own cock was deliciously hard and leaking a constant flow of cum and Rayne longed to rub himself but had to be content with the gentle friction of the leather skirt against his swollen head as he urged himself up and down on the Everman’s fabulous prick.
When Jabez eased him forward again and slowly withdrew his still-hard penis, Rayne virtually begged him not to stop. The protest that left his throat was little more than a tormented whimper and his lover ignored it with the ruthlessness of a tyrant. His deft fingers released Rayne’s chafed wrists and quickly adapted the ankle straps into a collar and leash, which he fastened about his mate’s neck as Rayne sprawled on the floor at his knees.
“Come now,” Jabez said firmly. “Pull yourself together. If you are disobedient I will be forced to chastise you.”
The younger Vampire turned his head, a knowing look in his cool, green eyes. The last time Jabez Everman punished him for some sexual misdemeanour, he had climaxed uncontrollably three or four times in quick succession. His tall, blond lover rose to his feet and tugged on the makeshift leash until Rayne pushed himself to his hands and knees.
“You will come to heel, or I will have to whip you,” Jabez promised.
His mate knew that he would keep that promise. On all fours, he followed the guidance of the short leash, keeping his cheek pressed against Jabez Everman’s muscular thigh whenever possible. He was led across the open plan lounge to the foot of the stairs and up the flight to the bedroom on the mezzanine level above. His bed dominated the area; a broad, low-level, cherry-wood frame with four tall, sculpted posts, one at each corner.
“Get onto the mattress and lie on your back,” Jabez instructed him and he obeyed at once. His lover knelt over him and used the straps to secure his wrists at the nape of his neck so that his hands were fastened tightly behind his head. Satisfied that this was adequate for his purposes, he moved around to the foot of the mattress and located the heavy leather manacles, which had been left there after Ray and Kevan’s last foray into BDSM.
“Does he enjoy restraining you?” he asked with a small, malicious smile.
“It was just a bit of fun,” Rayne muttered, looking a little embarrassed. “We were just experimenting. Fooling around!”
Tightly, Jabez strapped Rayne’s ankles to each of the foot posts at about waist-height, lifting and spreading his legs and exposing his arsehole and genitals beneath the bunched up leather mini skirt.
“Does it arouse you?” he enquired huskily.
Rayne was grimly silent for a moment, then reluctantly he growled; “Yes. Yes it fuckin’ turns me on. Alright!”
Jabez chuckled. Rummaging in one of the cabinets by the bed he retrieved another pair of stockings, which he used to blindfold his lover. (Rayne did not bother to explain that Kev had left a proper padded blindfold and an assortment of rubber ball-gags in the other drawer.)
“You are so delicious,” Jabez murmured huskily. “And such a sexy young slut, too!”
Kneeling astride the singer’s torso he dangled the head of his heavy sex over Rayne’s slightly parted lips, glossing them thoroughly with his pre-cum. Rayne’s tongue flickered willingly over spunk-covered helm of his lover’s cock, licking and stroking it as Jabez leaned over him and eased his erection slowly between his mate’s full, sensuous lips. The slender, sable-haired Vampire welcomed him in, so vulnerable and trusting in his subservience to the older male. Jabez urged his thirteen, upright inches of pulsing manhood firmly into his lover’s mouth and down his tight, hot throat. Sinking over Rayne, he ran one hand through the singer’s dark hair as the youngster sucked and swallowed willingly.
