Mr. Right

After I was marked, I felt so alive. For the past few weeks I lived like I was on a never-ending high, and was horny as hell. Whenever I saw James, or even if I was around him, my body would start to heat up, and I would have a erection for hours on end if I didn’t take care of it right away. I couldn’t even think about him without getting hard. James was the same way. Already we had snuck into the bathroom to give each other a release. It was a rush all on its own and I would get even more excited if I thought about someone coming in and finding us half naked in a bathroom stall. Luckily, we were never caught, and I was happy that I got a release. I was so happy that James and I were finally bonded, that I felt like I had married him---and I think I did in a way. I laughed whenever I thought about what we did, and I would run my fingers across the mark that James gave me. I loved the mark; it was a circle with a cross going through the middle of it. Though I kind of didn’t like the spot. It was on my right forearm, and for the first week it showed. James said that it would eventually fade, but I wished that it was have fade quickly. When I got back home from our “marking” my mom was waiting for me by the front door. She confronted me, and asked where I was. I was too tired to tell her, and I was still in pain from that night, I just told her to fuck off. She didn’t take that well with me, and she grabbed my arm.

“I will not have that kind of---what is that?” she cried, spotting the mark on my arm. “Where did you get that? Is that a tattoo?”

“None of your business!” I replied, yanking my arm out of her grasp.

“Yes it is!” she yelled. “You’re too young to get a tattoo, so who gave it to you?” She grabbed my arm again, and I started to get frustrated.

“I said it is none of your fucking business!” I yelled, and I pulled away from her again. As I pulled away from her, my other arm swung around and accidentally hit my mom in the face. I stepped back, and was shocked at what I did. I didn’t mean to do it, but I could tell from the look in her eyes, that she thought I did it on purpose. “Mom, I’m---” I didn’t get a word in. She scowled and back handed me across the face, causing me to fall onto the couch.

“How dare you hit me!” she cried. I didn’t answer her; I was too afraid that I would get hit again if I did. After a few minutes of silence, and her pacing the room, she sighed and spoke up. “Honey, I’m sorry.” she said, kneeling down and hugging me. “Can you forgive me?”

I couldn’t believe it, I thought she was going to throw me out on the street, but she didn’t. I knew though that she was only surprising her anger and fear. I could tell because she was gently digging her nails into my back. I didn’t hug her back, and I slowly pulled her off me. I looked at her with a sad look in my eye, and I shook my head. “You can’t face it can you?” I asked.

“What are you talking about?” she asked back.

“You can’t take the fact that I am not you little boy anymore, can you?”

“Honey, that’s not true.”

“Then why are you always trying to protect me?”

“Because I don’t want you to see you get hurt honey. Now come on, I’ll make you pancakes for breakfast.” she smiled, and got up to make me my favorite breakfast.

“No. I said from the couch. I don’t want that.”

“Then what do you want?” she smiled, like she wasn’t noticing how her perfect world of keeping me safe was coming apart.

“For you to stop treating me like a baby.”

“Honey, can we get off that subject? I don’t treat you like that.”

“Yes you do! You are always keeping me at home, always talking for me in public, you won’t even let me hang out with my friends anymore.”

“I let you hang out with friends.” she said, giving me a fake smile.

“Not James.” I said coldly.

“Well, James is a bad influence on you.”

“I don’t care, I love him.”

“Don’t you say such things, you don’t love him.”

“Yes I do, mom. And I don’t care if you can’t see it, but I do. And if you really want to know about this thing on my arm, HE gave it to me.”

“That monster gave that to you? That’s it, I had enough, and I’m calling the police.”

That made me lose my cool, and scuffed as I shook my head. As my mom dialed the police station, I walked out the front door and back towards the old church I just came from. When I arrived, I found James just cleaning up the mess we made and he smiled at me when I came in. I didn’t smile back; I just broke down crying and ran into his arms. James comforted me by rocking me slowly from side-to-side, and stroking my hair softy. As soon as I was embraced in his arms, I felt at peace, and my sobs soon subsided. When James thought I was calmed enough, he pulled me out of his arms, and asked me what was wrong.

“I ran away from home.” I told him, not being about to look at him as I said it.

“What? Why?”

“Because my mother can’t cope with me becoming a man and falling in love with you.” I replied. James laughed and pulled me back into his arms. I hugged him as tight as I could, and I didn’t want to let go of him. “Can I stay with you?” I asked, finally looking up at him through wet eyes. James smiled down softly at me and nodded. I smiled back and hugged him even tighter. I didn’t let for a full ten minutes, I was just so happy that I had someone who truly understood me and loved me for who I am.


I ended up moving in with James after that night. I was so happy, but at the same time sad. I missed my mom, but I could not deal with going back and knowing that my mom would be pleading for me to stay. However, I knew she would not change, even if I asked her. I tried not to think about what it did, but it came hard for me. Luckily, James knew just what to do when I thought about my mom. I loved it when he did it, but I knew in the back of my mind I was still thinking about her and how she was worrying about me. By the third week living with James, I had forgotten how she treated me, and almost forgot her altogether. And by that time, everything was back to normal---almost. Mr. Reed had arrived back to finish out the term, and Reantus no longer was hanging around the school. Both James and I were happy for that, but we both had the suspension that he was still looming in the corners of unseen cracks and dark places. Just to be on the safe side, we both were on high alert, and we stayed away from water as much as possible. However, that was easier said than done for James. He was still on the swim team, and the coach made the team practice more then ever since they were in the state semi-finals. I was worried whenever James went into the water, but he would tell me that he would be fine. I trusted him, but I went and watched every practice game that he had. I was relieved when practice was over, and would greet him with open arms every time. However, it was the last practice before the semi-finals that the swim coach asked a favor of James, something that I didn’t want him to do.

“James,” Mr. Richard, the swim coach asked. “Can I talk to you for a sec.?” James nodded, and he walked over to him to see what he wanted. “My wife coaches the diving team here at school, and I am asking all the team members here on the swim team, if they would like try out for the diving team as well.”

“Really?” I head James ask from where I was.

“Yeah. I’ve seen you dive off the diving boards from time to time, and you would be great. What do you say?”

“Well…” I could tell James didn’t want try out for the team, but from the look on his face, he just couldn’t say no. I licked my lips as I watched James speak to his coach as if the volume of the conversation was muted. I saw the coach smiling, so I knew James told him he was going to try out, and I felt my heart sank. He was going to be alone in the water during the try out, so that meant that Reantus had a chance to strike. With a hand shake, James and his coach went their separate ways, and I was consumed in James’s arms once again.


“Please don’t go forward with the try out.” I blurted out of my mouth, once I noticed I was in James’s arms again.

“Don’t you trust me?” he asked, looking down at me.

“I do. It’s Renatus I don’t trust.” We began to walk towards the boys locker room, and I stared down at the ground as I talked.

“I know, I don’t trust him either, but I would like to go out for the team.” he replied. I looked up at him with big puppy dog eyes, and he smiled at me sweetly. “If it makes you feel better, I will be on high alert. I’ll even dive close to the edge if you want me to.”

“I don’t want you to kill yourself.” I cried.

James laughed and took me into a big bear hug. “You are so cute to worry about me so much.” he laughed. I laughed along with him as we entered the locker room and headed towards the showers together.

This was my favorite part of day. Whenever James had a practice, he would wash all the chlorine out of his hair and I would help him in the shower---though we did a lot more of swapping spit then washing James’s hair. I also liked James at this time of day too. He would be so sore from swimming, that sometimes he wouldn’t have enough strength to peel off jammers. I would laugh when he couldn’t peel them off, and I would step in to peel off the second skin. James would thank me with a kiss on the head, but I would give him something better in return. Once his jammers were off, I would take his dick in my hand and slowly stroke him. I wouldn’t do it for long, since we would be the shower soon after. I would only give him a taste of what was to come. He hated me for that, but I didn’t care, I knew he would get his revenge once we were alone together.

Today was one of those days when he couldn’t get his jammers off, and I was there to lend a hand. I gave him his usual short hand job, and James smacked my ass for it. I laughed, and gently kissed him on the lips and told him that I would meet him in the showers. He nodded and headed off towards the showers as I got undressed. I smiled to myself as I heard the water turned on, and I threw my clothes on the floor and headed to the showers to join James. I laughed when I heard James singing in the shower, but as I got closer the singing stopped. I thought that James was embarrassed by his singing, that he stopped. But when I rounded the corner, I saw that James was nowhere in sight. My heart sank as I scanned across the empty shower room, and the worst possible thought shot through my mind. Grabbing my clothes, I raced out of the locker room and began looking and calling out for James. When I searched every inch of the school, I raced for home, never once stopping as I continued to call for James as I ran home.

My heart sank even lower once I arrived home, and James was nowhere in sight. I had a small shred of hope that James had escaped and came back here, but I was wrong. Tears streamed from my eyes as I searched the basement of the church for him, but I still could not find him.

“JAMES!” I cried, falling to our bed. I had looked everywhere for James, but he was gone. My worse fear had come true: Renatus had taken James away. My whole body was trembling in the fielded position, and my mind began to race with such brutal torturing tactics that Renatus was now performing on James now. I tried to not think about what he might be doing to him, but that was the only thing I could think of, and I soon fell asleep with horrible nightmares of what Renatus might be doing.

“Spencer.”

I woke sometime during the night, and sat straight up when I heard my name being called out. “Hello?” I called back. The voice was faded and weak, but I could still hear it. At first I thought it was coming from the next room over, but when it spoke again, it sounded like it was right next to me.

“Spencer.” I heard the voice again, and I jumped when I heard it.

“James!” I yelled, recognizing the voice as my love. I smiled when I heard his voice, and I thanked my ability of telekinesis I gained when I was marked by James. “Where are you?”

“Hell.” the voice replied, and I sank further than before. “Renatus kidnapped me when I was in the shower. I’m sorry, I should have been more careful.”

“Don’t say that. I should have come with you. Has he done anything to you?”

“Everything that you can imagine.” he hissed. I closed my yes and tried to hold in my tears when he told me this.

“Where is he now?” I asked, hoping that he was finished with him.

“He’s asleep now, and he has left me for dead.”

“Okay….hang on; I’m coming to get you.”

“Wait, Spencer no!” James pleaded with me, but I didn’t listen. I heard him, but I had to rescue him from Renatus’s clutches.

Frantically searching around our place, I picked up and packed a few things that I thought would help me if I got into trouble. Before I headed out, the last thing I grabbed was a small vile and filled it up with water from the baptismal room. When I got everything I needed, I took a deep breath in and went to lie on my bed. I took a few deep breaths in, and closed my eyes. I pictured James in my mind, and I tried to picture where James was. I knew that he was back in hell, but I did not know what level he was in so I just thought of James. As I pictured James in my mind, I felt the room start to get hotter, and I soon smelled sulfer. I didn’t open my eyes until I felt like I was lying on a bed of hot rocks, and I when I opened then, I saw I was in hell. I smiled slightly to myself when I arrived at my destination, and I quickly started searching for James. It was kind of hard to find him, but I kept my mind fixated on James, and I soon found myself standing in front of the same two doors I did a few months ago. I knew that James was behind these doors, and I took on more deep breaths before pushing the doors open and walking inside.

There was no one in sight as I walked in, but I knew that Renatus was really close by. I was cautious when I entered, and slowly made my way towards the right, where I picked up James’s energy source. It was weak, but I knew that he was somewhere in that general direction. I was careful as I walked, I didn’t know where Renatus was, but I didn’t want to find out. I had walked for about five minutes, and questioned how far this hall went, when I came to two more doors. My heart raced as I thought that I had reached Renatus’s room, but I felt James’s energy behind the doors. Taking a few breaths in, I placed my hand on the doors, and slowly pushed them open. I poked my head in before I entered, and my eyes went wide.

“JAMES!” I gasped, seeing James gagged and tied up naked behind a wall of bars. I ran towards the iron bars, and yelled at him till he opened his eyes.

It took me a few times to do it, but he managed to open his eyelids and stared right at me. Once we made eye contact, he began to thrusting about and tried to find a way in. I soon found the door to the cell, and I was surprised to find it unlocked. I raced to James’s side when I pulled the door open. I saw that James was thrashing about more wildly. He was also trying to say something, but with the gag in his mouth, it was hard to understand him. When I reached him, I pulled the gag off and began untying James from his restraints.

“Spencer, what are you doing here?” James cried in a hushed voice, though it sounded horse.

“Saving your ass.” I replied, frantically untying the knots.

“You should not have done that. Reantus is close by, and---AW!”

“Sorry!” I gasped trying to pull what Renatus had stuffed up his ass out.

“It’s okay. Don’t pull it out. Reantus will come and then we are both dead.”

‘Great.’ I thought, and I just left the butt plug in him and undid the rest of the knots. “Can you walk?” I asked, helping him up.

“Yeah.” he hissed as the plug rubbed against his insides. “Sorry, guess I can’t.” he laughed lightly as he fell over on top of me. I was able to hold him up before he could topple over me. I slung one of his arms around my shoulders, and held him up the best I could and started to half carry him out of the cell.

We were half way towards the main doors that I entered, when I thought we were going to be free. I kissed James on the temple, and shifted weight more onto my body so he wasn’t slouching. He smiled and I believed in the same thought that I had, and I quickened my pace. James even helped a little by trying to walk the best he could, and my hope rose. We had just reached the doors though when my hope smashed along with the doors. I couldn’t believe it, but then again this was Renatus’s chamber. As I watched the doors slammed and locked tight. I raced towards them just to see if we could slip through the cracks, but James held me down a bit and we were locked in. I began pounding on the doors, thinking that it was going to do the trick, but no matter how much I pounded the doors would not open. I grunted with frustration when I knew we were trapped inside, and I tried to think of another escape route. But I never had time to think. While I was pounding my fist away at the door, I felt a strong force punch me in the gut, and I was thrown from the doors. James was also thrown from me, and he landed on the opposite side of the wall. Once I hit the ground, I tried to get up but I found myself thrown to the ground by an invisible force. I stayed down after my fourth attempt to help James, and I sighed again in frustration. I didn’t take my eyes off James while I was fighting to get up. With one blow he was thrown to the ground, and he stayed there. At first I thought that he had passed out, but after a while, I saw his chest slowly rise and fall. My fear slightly subsided, but it quickly raised as I heard a sinister laugh coming from above me. I looked up, and I held my breath as Reantus slowly crawled from the darkness of his chamber.

“Hello Spencer.” he smirked, looking at me with a crooked smile. “Leaving so soon?” he laughed, and he made his way over towards James.

“You leave him alone!” I yelled, trying to get up, but I was held down quickly.

“Why should I?” I asked back. “He is mine after all.”

“No he’s not! He’s mine! I marked him.”

“Ah, but you see…I re-marked him again. See.” And Renatus picked James up by the arm and I saw a large demonic tribal band wrapped around James’s entire arm.

My mind began to race with ideas of how to save James from the demon’s grasp. The more I looked at him, the more hatred I gained for the demon. He laughed when he noticed how angry I was, and I tried to attack him. Reantus pulled away, taking James with him, while I slammed into the rock wall behind me.

Renatus laughed. “You are such a fool. You cannot win.”

“Yes I can.” I grunted in pain.

“You think so? Tell you what.” Renatus said, walking over to me. “If you walk out of here, without James and forget about him. I will spare your life.”

I thought about what Renatus said, but I was not thinking about not leaving James behind. Instead, an idea came to my mind, and I smiled brightly at him. “I will never choose my life over James.”

“That’s too bad. Then I have to kill you.” he smirked back, and raised an arm above his head.

“Wait!” I yelled, hoping that he will stop before he killed me. I was kind of surprised that he did, but he didn’t put his hand down. “You said a few weeks ago you had a deal for me.”

“You have a good memory.” Reantus said, slightly smiling at me.

“Well, what was it? And if so, is the deal still on?”

Reantus laughed and put his arm back down at his side. “It still is.” He told me. “The fact is whether or not you want to accept it.”

“I don’t care. I will accept it no matter what.”

“That‘s what I like to hear. The deal is that is you want to save your beloved James’s life; you will have to switch places with him. You become my new pet, and I will let James go free.”

“Fine, I’ll accept. But I have one condition.

“What is it?”

“You don’t kill James to ‘set him free’. You will return him safely to the world of the living, and will never bother him again. Agreed?” I extended my hand out to shake on it.

Renatus stared at me, to my hand, then back to me again. I could tell he was thinking it over, and I wondered if he will take my condition. After a few moments of thinking, he gave me a smirk and shook my hand. I hissed as a sharp pain shot through my body once our hands touched, and I blacked out for a few seconds. Before I faded into darkness, I saw Renatus walk over to James and pull out the butt plug he had in him, and the next thing I knew James was gone.


(James’s POV)

I woke to a splitting headache and a throbbing pain in my ass. I got off the bed I was lying on and staggered into the bathroom. My vision was blurry, but I managed to turn on the water, and splash cold water on my face. I gasped as I dried my face with a clean towel, and I sank to the floor. I don’t know why, but as the seconds slowly passed by, I felt a rush of sadness wash over me. Tears began to fill my eyes, and I wiped the tears away before they could reach my cheeks. As I wiped away the tears, one thought came into my mind, which made me cry even more. I couldn’t help stop thinking about Spencer, and my tears began to leak out of my eyes like sprinklers. I closed my eyes to try to figure out why I was thinking about Spencer, and then it hit me. I raced out of the bathroom once I figured out Spencer had traded his life for mine. When I figured that out, I raced towards the baptismal room, and dove right in. I didn’t want him to do this, so it was now my turn to save him from Reantus.

I gasped once I broke the surface, and I climbed out of the small pool next to Renatus’s chamber doors. My whole body was shaking with rage. I hated both Renatus and Spencer for what they had done, but I could not truly hate Spencer for what h did. He came to save my life, but he paid a heavy price for it. I sighed as I approached the two large doors, and I closed my eyes. I hoped that I still had a few of my powers left, and I wished for a sword. I felt something hot heat up in my hands as I thought of the device, and when I opened my eyes, I found the medieval device in my hand. Grasping the sword tight in my right hand, and I pressed forward to rescue Spencer. Since we were no longer bonded to each other, I could not sense him, so it took me much longer for me to find him. I walked slowly through the chambers of the demon’s, and raised the only thing to protect me slowly to my face when I saw I was I danger. I had searched five rooms already, and so far there was no sign of Spencer but I did not give up hope. I had a good feeling about the door that I was standing at now. I took a deep breath in and in one fast motion I opened the door.

“Spencer.” I whispered, finding him sitting on his legs. His back was towards me, but I could tell it was him. As I walked over towards him, I saw that he was shirtless, and that there was something crawling all over his back. “Spencer?” I said, standing next to me, but he didn’t move. I looked him over a few times, and I saw that he was marked from his shoulders down. My eyes went wide when I saw that it was a different mark then I have seen before.

There were thousands of different characters and symbols circling around his body, and they looked to me like they were alive. I set my weapon down next to him, and sat on the edge of the bed. I was afraid to touch him, but I softly did, and he slowly turned his head towards me. I softly gasped as I saw the right side of the face was also marked. I gulped as I brushed my fingertips towards his cheek, and he flinched away. He had a scared look on his face, and I could tell that he didn’t know who I was. I held back my tears as I realized this, and I grabbed both my sword and Spencer and ran out of the room. Outside, Spencer fell limp in my hand, and I had to toss him over my shoulder to carry him out.

I heard a demonic laugh as I raced back towards the main doors, and I could see flashes of shadows from the corners of my eyes. Renatus was following me, and I knew that he would not allow me to leave with Spencer. When I reached the main doors, I stopped and gently laid Spencer’s limp body on the floor. Renatus was right behind me, so I didn’t have much time, but I plastered my lips again Spencer’s for one good-bye kiss. I knew it wouldn’t do anything, but my eyes went wide as I felt Spencer react.

“James!” he gasped through the kiss, and I pulled apart from him to say my last words.

“Spencer, listen to me. I want you to get the fuck out of here.”

“No, I won’t leave you.” Spencer cried, and he hugged my hips.

“Spencer, please, it’s for your own good. I only want you to be safe. Now please, we don’t have much time.”

“No!” he cried again.

“Spencer, I promise I will be back.”

“You will?” he asked, sounding like he was a five year old, and looking up at me.

“Yes. Now go!” I yelled, pulling him up, and pushing him out of the doors, just in time as they were closing fast.

“JAMES!” I heard Spencer’s cries as the doors slammed shut behind me. I just ignored him though, as I turned around, my sword drawn, and was facing Renatus.

I could hear the growling in his throat as he stared me down, every fang bared, and his eyes were blood shot red. He was drooling everywhere, and he looked more like a savage beast then the demon that I knew all these years. I took several deep breaths in as I raised my sword to eye level, ready to attack. He let out loud scream, and started barreling towards me. I allowed him to take a few steps, and then I slowly charged at him, ready to kill.