Mr. Right

I couldn’t think after I knew that Renatus was now teaching us. I thought he was going to kill James and I right on the spot, but he didn’t. James believed me that his former master was now disguised as our substitute teacher, but he didn’t want to talk about it while he was in front of him. We waited till the final bell rang, and we both bolted out the door. We practically ran down to the bus area. When we arrived, both Sarah and Lorie asked what was wrong. I wanted to tell them that Renatus had found us, and was now teaching our chemistry class, but James told them a lie.

“We just didn’t want to miss the bus.” he replied, trying to catch his breath. I didn’t know if they believed him or not, but they just shrugged it off. They offered us a ride home, but James again told them a fib. “No thanks. We don’t want to be a bother. Besides, Spencer’s mom is expecting us to be on the bus today.” Again the girls just shrugged it off, and said good-bye to us.

I leaned up against the school as I waited for the yellow school bus. The small sidewalk was packed with kids, and made it hard to move around. James was also leaned up against the wall, but he looked like he was pushed up against it. I even felt like I was sitting in James’s lap from all the kids. Luckily, as the school buses came and left, there became less and less kids around. Soon only a handful of kids were left waiting for their bus. James and I were two of the kids waiting for the last bus to arrive. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I had to close my eyes. My vision was blurring, and I felt like I was going to faint.

“What’s wrong?” James asked, seeing me raise my head back against the wall.

“I feel kind of dizzy.” I confessed to him. “I want to get out of here. If we take the bus, then Renatus might find out where we live. I think we should walk.”

“He already knows where we live.” he told me.

“WHAT?” I yelled, and I lowered my voice so no one could hear what else we had to say. “How do you know?”

“It was about a week ago. I was sitting in the kitchen, and I saw a black crow sitting outside the window. I thought at first it was just a crow, but then my mark started to hurt. I then realized that it was Renatus. Just before I could kill the creature, it flew off. He was spying on us. So even if we walk, he still will know where we are.”

“Shit.” I cursed under my breath, and I hit the back of my head against the wall. I hissed in pain as it shot through the back of my head, and I heard James laugh. “It’s not funny.” I cried. I hissed again as I placed my hand against where I hit it. I felt if there was any blood, but I didn’t feel any liquid.

“Here, let me see.”

I lowered my head so James could see, and he sifted though my hair. He kissed the spot where I hit my head, and wrapped his arms around me. “You’re fine.” he said, swaying me back and forth. I sighed in James’s arms. He felt so warm, I didn’t want him to let go.

“Keep it PG.” we heard the school’s teacher supervisor say next to use. I smiled as I thought how we were caught, and I pulled away to look at who was supervising today. When I saw who it was, my face fell, and I tightened my grasp around James. He did the same as we both stood and stared at Mr. Karh. “You boys know the rules. No making out on school property.”

“We weren’t making out.” I said in a calm voice. “I hit my head, and I asked James to see if there was any blood.”

“Fine, I will let you off with a warning. No more of the lovey-dovey stuff.”

“Yes sir.” we both said, and let out a large sigh of relief once Mr. Karh left to scold some other boys.

“You okay?” I asked James, seeing him now in the same position that I was in a moment ago.

“No.” he hissed. “It’s my neck. It burns.”

I turned his head to the side and gasped. “Your mark is showing.” I gasped.

“It burns whenever Renatus is around. I think you’re right Spencer; that is Renatus.”


“What are we going to do?” I asked James in a hushed voice. We were sitting in the back of the bus, and I was clinging onto James’s hand like my life depended on it.

“Right now, nothing.” James sighed. “Renatus wants us to make the first move. When we move, he does, and that is when he strikes.”

“So we are just going to sit back, like nothing is happening?”

“Yes. He hates for his enemies to take long.”

“But you’re not his enemy,” I told him. “You’re his slave.”

“Yes, but you are his enemy, and now so am I.”

I started to get worried, I knew that I was Renatus’s enemy, and I knew he would do anything to stop me. I could see James, from the corner of my eye, worried about me, and he wrapped an arm around me. I sighed as I rested my head against his shoulder. I fell asleep on the bus ride home, and woke up a few hours later in my own bed. As I crawled out of bed, I could hear my mom talking to someone in the living room. I rubbed my eyes as I opened the door, and I stopped when I heard a familiar voice. I didn’t want to go out there, but my mom heard me, and called me out. I gulped as I slowly walked into the living room, and my eyes fell right upon our guest that we had.

“You’re awake.” Mr. Karh said, smiling at me as he sat on the family couch.

“What is he doing here?” I asked. I tried to hide my fear, but I believed that he could smell it.

“Do you know him?” my mom asked, turning towards me.

I nodded, “Yes, he’s my substitute chemistry teacher.” I replied.

“Oh, well, I guess there won’t be any introductions then.”

“Then can you tell me why he’s here?”

“Sure, I bumped into him at the supermarket today. He accidentally hit one of the displays right on top of me. He felt so bad, that he offered to buy my groceries, and drive me home. And now I am repaying him with dinner.”

‘Shit, no!’ I cried, my fear was growing and I looked over at the man. He had the weirdest grin I had ever seen, and I could tell that he had got me cornered in my own home. I gulped, and tried to steady myself. “Okay, if he is your guest. Then I am alright.”

“That’s great to hear.” Mr. Karh said, his grin getting bigger, and I could see the fire in his eyes. “So, do you care to give me a tour of your lovely home?” he asked my mother, turning towards her and weakening his smile a bit.

“Sure.” my mom smiled back, and they both got off the couch, and they began the tour. I followed my mother and the demon around. I could tell that he was trying to find James, since he was not here.

“Where’s James?” I asked, after all three of us exited out of the kitchen. I wanted to make sure that James was not in this house before we continued. Or if he was, he would be in the Prayer room.

“He’s downstairs.” my mother told me, and a big wave of relief rushed through me. “He said he wasn’t feeling so well, so he is lying down.”

“And what’s downstairs?” Mr. Karh asked.

“The Prayer room.” I replied, a big ass smirk on my face. “It’s where we all go and pray. My mom had our church priest bless it, so it’s holy ground.”

“Really?” Mr. Karh’s eyebrows rose, and I could tell he didn’t like what I told him.

“Yes, I just had our priest come a few years ago. We are very religious, and our faith is the most important thing to my son and I.” my mom told him, and I could see his face twist and turn with hatred. “Are you a religious man, Mr. Karh?”

“Why yes I am?” he said. His face quickly changed, and he smiled brightly at my mom.

“Well, do you want to see the room?”

“NO!” Renatus snapped, and cleared his throat. “Sorry, no, I don’t, maybe some other time.” he said more calmly.

“Okay then. Well, it’s almost time for dinner. Spencer, could you go see how James is doing, while I start cooking dinner.”

I nodded and went down into our basement. I didn’t want to return after I checked on him. I wanted to stay downstairs until the demon was gone. When I reached the bottom level, I could hear James moaning and groaning in pain. “James?” I called out, and I went over to his bed. “James, are you okay?” I asked, seeing his frame moving around under the covers. I saw him shake his head, and he let out a long hiss. “James?” I sat down next to him, and removed the covers, and gasped at what I saw.

His whole neck was blood red, and every vein in it was popping out. They were all purple, and pulsing. His whole face was also red, and was twisted with pain. He was hugging his stomach, and twisting with body spasms every fifteen seconds. His brow was dripping with sweat, and he let out a long eerie scream. I panicked, and quickly covered him with my body. His body was warm, and I could feel it rising every second. I didn’t know what to do, and I could tell the pain was increasing as well. He let out another long hiss, and his body twisted so he was lying on his back. Out of fear, I raced back upstairs and called for my mother.

“Mom, come quick!” I yelled from the basement door. “James looks like he is having a seizure!” My mother raced over to me, and I lead her downstairs to where James was. She gasped at the sight, and quickly raced over to his side.

I looked up at the top of the stairs, and saw Renatus standing in the doorframe. He had a smirk on his face, and my face fell. He could tell what was happening to James, and he was the one doing it. Thinking quickly, I grabbed the small bowl of holy water and raced up the stairs. I was glad he didn’t see me coming, and I threw the contents of the bowl on his face. I thought since it worked with vampires, it could work with demons too. He let out a long yell, and covered his face. I gasped as I saw smoke rising from behind his hands, and he raced out of the house. I raced back downstairs and asked if there was anything I could help with. But there was nothing I could do, James was unconscious when I arrived back down, and my mother said we would let him rest for now.

My mom couldn’t believe how James could make a full recovery. He had woken up half an hour later, and he looked fit as a fiddle. My mom was worried though, and she took him to the emergency room just in case he ended up back in a sweat again. I was so relieved that James was okay, that when he woke, I wrapped my arms around him and plastered a big kiss against his lips (my mother was not in the room at that time).

“I’m sorry.” I said, recognizing that I was hurting him when he hissed.

“It’s okay.” he smiled weakly at me, and he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He hissed and he leaned over a bit. “I am guessing that Renatus is gone.”


“Yeah, I threw some holy water on him, and he bolted out the front door.”

James chuckled, causing him to hiss again in pain. “Thank you.” James said softly, leaning up and gently laying a kiss against the corner of my mouth.

I said nothing; I just hugged him, and slowly helped him back into bed. I then tucked him in, and kissed his forehead before I left. I didn’t want to sleep with him tonight. It wasn’t because of James; it was because of what I did. Renatus would probably come after me, so I decided to face him, and sleep in my own bed tonight. As I stared up at my ceiling, I could hear the wind outside my window and I felt like I was being watched. I didn’t want to sleep that night, and I stayed up the whole night watching late night infomercials.


I felt like shit the next couple of days. Renatus didn’t attack me the night he tried to kill James, nor did he try the other nights after that. I guess I really burned him good with that water. The weekend had finally come, and today was now Sunday. My body was starting to get tired, and I only got three hours of sleep last night. Around seven, my mom came in and woke my ass up. I had forgotten it was Sunday, and today was church. I groaned as I tried to go back to bed, but my mom didn’t take no for an answer. I ended up dragging my feet all the way to church. James also didn’t get that much sleep, but at least he didn’t feel like sleeping in church. When we arrived at our small church, all three of us planted ourselves in the pews near the front.

“This is for you.” my mom said, handing a small box to James. “I had it blessed by the church.”

“Thanks.” James exclaimed as he opened the box and saw a small cross lying on the soft fabric. He picked it up, and saw that it was a necklace, and he put it on right away.

The service started soon after, and I spent the most of the time dazing in and out of the service. I felt bad, because I thought it was rude to the pastor, and to God. I was able to stay awake throughout the service, and I was really proud that I did. However, I had to survive the usual brunch the Church had after service. I didn’t want to stand and talk with the rest of the members, so I got my food and seated myself in a dark corner of the reception room next to the chapel. James sat next to me, and I rested my head against his shoulder. I was just about to slip off into a deep sleep, when I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes to fine my mom standing over me.

“Sorry, honey.” she said softly. “But the church needs your help.”

“What do they want me to do?” I yawned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“They are short one alter boy, so I volunteered you. I hope that is okay.”

“Not really.” I replied truthfully. “I was going to sleep once this was over.

“Oh, well I am sorry. I will tell father that you can’t do it.”

“No, it’s okay.” I said, pushing off James. I could tell that she was disappointed in me, and I didn’t want that to happen. I didn’t want her to be sad, so even though I was tired as hell, I would help out.

“Thank you.” she smiled, hugging me tight to her chest. “I will go tell father that you will do it.” I smiled weakly as my mother jogged off to find our pastor, and turned my attention to James.

“You sure you want to do this?” he asked, brushing a few strands of hair behind my head.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll just crash when I get home.” I tried to smile, but a yawn escaped my lips. James smiled back, and gently laid a kiss over my forehead. “See you after the service.” I told him, and I went to go get changed into the church’s white robes.

“You look good.” I heard James’s voice coming from the back of the church. I had just stepped out from the back room where everyone got dressed, and I smiled as I saw him sitting in one of the pews. Everyone was still in the other room, so we had the chapel all to ourselves.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, thinking that he had been gone home by now with my mom.

“I want to see you in the service.” he replied, standing up and walking up towards the front of the church.

“It’s just going to be the same thing as this morning.”

“I don’t care.” he smirked, and he leaned forward.

“James, not here.” I moaned into the kiss, trying to pull away from him. We were both behind the altar, and James had pulled me into a kiss. I felt wrong as he came closer to me, and gently laid his hands over my lower back and butt. He had forced himself into my mouth, and started playing with my tongue. I thought of biting him to make him stop, but I managed to pull away. “Please, not here.”

“What’s wrong?” James asked. “You did it in the abandoned church a few weeks ago.”

“Don’t remind me about that, I still feel terrible about that. Can’t you wait till we get home? Besides, someone might come in and find us.”

“I don’t care.” he smirked, leaning into me again.

“But I do.” I snapped, pulling away from James.

He sighed, and slowly came closer, wrapping me up in his arms. “I am sorry. I just thought I was going to die. I just feel so alive right now.”

“I understand.” I sighed, and gently kissed him. He trapped my mouth in his, and slowly pushed his tongue back into my mouth. I moaned as I allowed him access, and wrapped my hands around his head. I wanted him too. I was so thankful to God that he was alive, and I felt the same thing that James was feeling. We both moaned as James deepened the kiss, and slowly made his way down my jaw line, and over my neck.

As he kissed me, his hands were lifting off the robe that I was wearing, and reaching into the back of my jeans. I gasped as he slid his hands down into my jeans, to grope my ass. I laughed as he slid his hand further down, and slid a finger into my ass. I moaned as he began to move it around, and I quickly peeled the robe off me. James parted his mouth from my throat so I could throw it to the ground, but he quickly remounted his mouth over my neck, and continued down. He released his hands from my jeans, but replaced them on the outside, and slowly unbuttoned them. I looked over to the back of the church and saw shadows moving on the other side of the door. I gasped, and lowered myself down to the ground. James followed, never breaking the kiss, and slid my pants off my hips. I kicked them off when they reached my ankles, and James traveled down to my exposed cock. I arched my back as James started stroking it softly as he sucked on the tip. It felt so wrong to do it behind the altar, but it felt so good at the same time. His strokes started to get faster, and he began to bob his head further down my dick. I gasped as he deep throated me, and began to play with my balls as he sucked and licked my cock. I ran my hands through his hair, and tried to stifle my cries so no one could hear us.

Unfortunately, I could not hold all of my moans that escaped my mouth. When James began to nibble and suck on the base of my cock and balls, I let out a large gasp. I covered my mouth quickly and held my breath. James continued to give me a blowjob, while I listened to see if anyone had heard my screams. I moaned when I felt my cock began to twitch in James’s mouth, and I began to move my hips in time with James’s bobs.

“Is anyone in here?” I heard a voice called from the back of the church.

‘Shit!’ I thought, and I moaned as I felt my cock twitch again, and James started to bob faster.

“Hello?” the voice called again, and I could tell that it was the pastor of the church.

I began to panic as I heard footsteps approaching the area that I and James were in, and I let out another gasp. James had pushed a finger into my ass, and I began to twist and turn to get away from his grasp. James lightly laughed, and began to thrust his finger deeper into my ass and wiggle it around. I let out another loud moan, and sank down further onto the floor. My lower body started to twist and turn and I couldn’t hold back my screams anymore. The footsteps were now running now towards the front now, and I knew that we were caught. James didn’t hear the footsteps coming, until the last second and pulled off me just as the pastor came up from behind us and he saw me blow my load all over myself.

“What in the world?!” my pastor cried. I hung my head as he stood over us, and I could tell the he was going through six different emotions right now.


My head was hanging even lower as I sat in the front seat of my mom’s car. Father John had called my mom to come and get me, and he told her what he saw when she got there. She didn’t say anything in front of the father, and just told me to get into the car. I could tell, though, that she didn’t want James around me when she told him that he couldn’t get in the car. She made him walk home, and I could tell that by the time he would get home, he would be out on the street. We didn’t say anything on the way back from the church; I knew she was going through hell though. She had tried so hard as a mother to keep me from falling into sin, but now I could see in her eyes that she had failed. The first word that I wanted to say to her was that I was sorry, but I knew that those words meant nothing now. As I stared at the car floor, I thought about what I had done and how I had failed as a son to her.

“What were you thinking?” my mom said suddenly. We were at a stoplight, and she suddenly burst out with that question---almost in tears. I didn’t know what to say about that. Again I wanted to say I was sorry, but I held my tongue. She waited for a response from me, but I did not talk. “How long has this been going on?” she asked, her voice cracking with tears.

“A month or so.” I replied in shame.
She sobbed as I told her, and she rested her head on the steering wheel. I felt like crying too, but I held everything back till I got home. My mom held it together as well for the rest of the drive home, but she didn’t get out of the car when she pulled into the driveway. I decided to go inside and start packing up James’s things. As I was packing James’s clothes into a small box, I heard a knock coming from the small basement window. I looked up, and I saw that it was James. He smiled at me, and I gave him a small smile back. I stopped what I was doing, and opened up the window to let him in.

“So, how is your mom?” he asked, once he was inside.

“Not good. I think she might have a heart attack soon. She is trying to process everything that Father John told her. I think she will flip out by dinner time.”

“I am so sorry for what I did to you today.”

“I understand. But we knew that we were going to be found out sooner or later.”

“True. I think we should have told her though.”

“Yeah, we should have.” I sighed.

“Well, I should be going now. I don’t want your mom to freak out and call the cops on me.”

“Alright.” I pulled my arms around him, and he gave me a good-bye kiss over my forehead.

“SPENCER!” I heard my mom cry out, and I turned to see my mom standing at the base of the stairs.

“Mom.” I gasped back. I was sill hugging James, and we stayed frozen to the spot.

“Get your damn hands off him!” my mom screamed, and she stomped over towards us, and peeled me off my love. She then pushed him, and he fell backwards onto the fold out bed. “You sick pervert! My son was perfectly clean, and you tainted him.”

“I am sorry for everything that I have done.” James replied calmly. “I know what I’ve done was wrong, but I love your son.”

“What?” she gasped, “How could you say that? You’re a boy. You cannot love somebody of the same sex, it’s a sin.”

“Not to us it’s not.” I replied coldly. I was getting tired of my mother’s acts with how we should live a normal Christian life, and I had finally had enough of it.

“Spencer?” my mom half gasped.

“Mom, I know you don’t want to accept us. But please, let us be together.”

“No! I will not allow it. How can you talk to your mother that way?” she asked.

“It’s the 21st century mom, you need to let go of this concept that grown men (or even us boys) cannot be together and having sex.”

“No, no I will not. You are my son, and I love you, but I won’t let you go around dating other boys. Besides you could get AIDS.”

James couldn’t help but laugh. “I am sorry. But like your son said.” James said, getting off the bed. “It’s the 21st century; AIDS is not just a gay disease anymore. Both men and women can get it now.”

I could tell that my mom was running out of ideas, and her tears came in bullets as they streamed down her face. I sighed and slowly stepped towards her. I reached up and touched her shoulder; she cried out and fell to the floor. I caught her in my arms, and she sobbed against my chest. She was taking this real hard now, and I felt like I was now really going to the 7th circle of hell for this.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” she screamed as James tried to comfort her as well, and he backed away. She also pushed me away, and I also back away from her. I decided that it was best for James and I to leave her, and we both headed upstairs. “Where’s is he?” my mom asked several hours later.

“He want back home.” I replied sadly. “He won’t be around here ever again.”

“That’s good.” she said, wiping away her left over tears. She then went over to the stove and made herself a cup of tea. “Starting tomorrow you will be going to Western High School, I don’t want you anywhere near that boy. I also scheduled an exorcism with the church; I want to have that evil out of you.”

“What, you can’t do that.”

“I am your mother, and you are a minor. So I can do anything I want.”

“That is so unfair!”

“Well, life is not fair.” she replied.

I started to get enraged, and I hit the kitchen table with an open palm. I began to pace back and forth; I really hated my mom now. I wanted to punch her, but at the same time, I wanted to hit the floor and cry. Everything was going to hell now, and I felt like it was my entire fault---even though it was in a way. When I couldn’t take everything anymore, I felt hot tears and I sniffled. Out of anger, I told my mom to fuck off, and I stormed out of the house.