Phantom

Phantom

Jaden:
Fabric ghosts over my flesh like a whisper, the silk sliding easily as it is pulled taut and tied to my wrists. I keep still, remembering that Jonas told me not to move. I don't know him well, and so decide not to test his boundaries just yet. I lay quietly on the huge soft bed, waiting for the next feeling. The darkness is overwhelming; I suppose that the lights are off as I can't see with the black silk impeading my vision. The next sensation, heat, the slide of a calloused but sure hand; it makes my nerves tingle in anticipation.

Jonas:
My newest quarry is diveine. He is being so obedient. His skin is so pale, his body so young, almost feminine in its softness. I am having trouble truly realizing that this amazing being is mine for the taking. An innocent, young little virgin, just for me. I have always loved them young, have always wanted one for my own. I love taking their bodies and making them mine. I have never been a truly desolate man, but I have never had anything so lovely as this boy, this Jordan. I have already decided that I will keep him for as long as possible.

Jaden:
I am scared but am determined no to show it. I would have to be stupid not to know what Jonas wants, what he wanted from the moment he saw me. I had been lost in the alley looking for my friend's street when I had been picked up by the very attractive stranger. Jonas smiled at me warmly, the streetlight behind him haloing his sandy brown hair and beautifully tanned skin. He looked like a God standing there, his broad shoulders tapering down into slim hips, all of it incased in black. His clear blue eyes were so easy to trust, evan paired with a seductive almost predatory grin. He had said he would take me to the nearest place so that I could call home. I went with him, walking a little apart from him so that I could run if needed. Even in my fascination I was careful. When we had gotten to the club I had gotten no answer from my home or Kyle's.

Jonas:
It had been easy to lure the boy out onto the dance floor once his calls had proved fruitless. He had gone with me with little persuasion and had danced very well. The others at the club were watching him; I could feel their eyes on us. But he was mine. They knew it, and I knew it as well as he ground up against me, writhing like a street tramp. We had fun, more than I'd ever had with a dance partner before. It was wonderful.

Jaden:
Jonas danced with me, getting faster and more provacative as I wound around him. We were good together, I thought. We left after only a few dances, but I knew that I would not make it home before sunrise. His house, almost a mile away from the club, was large and posh, taking up half of a block at least. I asked him why he walked so far just to dance at a club. His answer was a smile. He led me up the stairs to the very lush bedroom. That was the last thing I saw before the black silk went over my eyes.

Jonas:
I blindfolded him before he could get a good look at the room. I liked the helplessness it brought him, not knowing his surroundings, having to rely on a stranger with dubious intentions to get him through. I grinned as I thought of what lay beneath his clothing. He was cooperative as I undressed him, letting the atricles fall from his graceful figure with ease. I took my clothing off as well, smirking at my engorged state and relishing that he didn't know what he was in for. I was careful as I laid him out, not letting him feel my turgid flesh as I positioned him to be bound. Now, he is tied to my bed, looking every inch the whore that I will make him.

Jaden:
I am bound and blind and anticipation is thrumming in my veins. I've never done this before. I sense that I don't have to tell him that, or that it will be unpleasant for him. That is, after all, probably why I'm here. He knows of my inexperience and it only adds to my appeal. I can't help but brush the bitter note from my thoughts as the ideas start to make my flesh hum and my blood boil. I lay and wait, though not patiently, for him to make another move. His flesh is warm when it descends upon mine, covering me almost completely. His lips on my face tingle with sweet warmth.

Jonas:
My tongue laves at his neck, leaving a glistening trail of saliva in its wake. I imagine that it's cold on his fevered skin, but I also imagine that he doesn't mind. The blush is so becoming on him, pink staining the alabaster of his flesh. He moans and arches into me and I know that I will not be able to hold back with him. He is too delicious, too perfect in his submission. This will not be the only time I take him. He will test my limits as surely as I will test his. I kiss his ears, sucking on the lobes and he moans again. I press my lips to his and he opens his mouth in silent invitation. I take it and moan my own pleasure into his orifice.

Jaden:
I bring him pleasure. I opened my mouth at his lips' insistent press, knowing what he wanted. It is amazing, the heat and wetness of his mouth. It has a foreign taste, but one that I am growing to like. His lips are avid on mine, his tongue swiping at places I didn't know a tongue could reach. I feel light-headed, but he keeps going, and going...and going...

Jonas:
I rip my lips from his, needing air too much to continue. I let us both breathe before I swoop back in and take what I want. He doesn't protest, letting me have my fill of him. I stop to catch my breath once more and sit back to take him in. Silky blonde hair is arrayed half-hazzardly across my crimson pillows, damp with sweat from arching up into my questing mouth. His green eyes are changed to ruby red with contacts, but the black silk covers both colors from my gaze. I bend down and kiss each eye, making an indentation where they should be staring back at me. Slowly I am drawn back to his flesh and begin to taste and suckle the sweet young skin. The taste is salty and sweet, a combination of sweat and lotion that I can't get enough of.

Jaden:
I never knew that human contact could feel so good. His mouth his hot, leaving a trail of contrasting cold behind as he makes his way down my body. I feel his breath catch at something, but pay it no mind. As long as he continues I don't care what takes his breath. His lips close around a nipple and I scream as the build up of pleasure bursts. His tongue circles the nub driving me crazy, and then he sucks hard, making the tingling explode down my nerve endings.

Jonas:
He's hairless. I just noticed that even his legs are smooth. No blemish, no hair, nothing between me and his delectable skin. His toes and nails are even painted a deep red, making him look even more feminine. I smile against his nipple as I continue to torture him. He doesn't know it, but he can come just from this. I will teach him, he will learn.

Jaden:
I feel as though I could come just from this sweet torture he's inflicting. I know I can a moment later as my cock erupts onto his chest, my body pulled impossibly tight, arching almost too far off of the bed. He chuckles knowinly, as though he expected my reaction but still found pleasure in it. “You're beautiful like this.” I hear his smooth as chocolate voice rumble near my heaving chest. My lungs feel tight, but I want him to do that again.

Jonas:
He mewls at me in the most delightful way. His pert little mouth is parted, his lithe tongue darting out to wet his soft lips. His hips buck up uncontrolably, but I hold them down. Not yet, I don't want him to come again just now. I need to be inside him soon. I hold him down as I make him rise again. I want him begging for it

Jaden:
I feel myself getting hard again, anticipating what is to come. He's holding my hips so that I can't buck up. There was no friction anyway so I lay still, waiting. His lips ghost over my thighs and I gasp at the tingling tickle I feel. His hands run over my legs, kneading and caressing, making the aching muscles relax. They do and his hands move up. His tongue flicks over the head of my cock, sending tendrills of electricity through it, making it swell and jump for him. I feel the heat of his mouth, just inches away, but right out of reach. I want it but he denies me.

Jonas:
His little cries and grunts are endearing. I want them to continue, so I torment him with what he could have. I keep my lips close to him, letting the heat from them tease the boy. He tries to push up, trying to get to the heat I know he desires, but I won't let him have it. “Please...” The breathy sigh is all I need. I swallow him to the root. He screams.

Jaden:
The heat and suction are amazing! I had no idea that sex could be like this. I had read about it, seen porn, even fumbled around with other boys, but this is beyond me. And now, he's sucking harder, bobbing his head, flicking his tongue over the slit just so, and I'm so full I can feel the blood pumping throughout my organ. He feels it too as he smiles around me, scraping his teeth lightly across the head.

Jonas:
He's so perfect. He responds to everything flawlessly. His mewls and pants are ringing throughout the room, making the sound of sex known to all who would hear us. His fists are clenched tightly, the silk is taut with his efforts to break free and control the situation. He wants to thrust up into my mouth. He wants to hold my head and use my throat for his own satisfaction. No, he will never get the chance. The thought gives me an idea that I can't refuse. He will please me.

Jaden:
I feel so good, but suddenly, his mouth is gone. I groan in anguish, but his only answer is a chuckle as he runs a solitary finger up my shaft. I feel the bed shift and now a heat is by my parted lips. I know instantly what he wants. I open my mouth wide and relax my throat. I've never done this before, but I suppose I won't have to do much, just suck. The head is in and he groans. I want another such reaction, so I slide my tongue up the underside, licking the pre-come off the tip.

Jonas:
His sweet mouth is good for more than kisses I discover. He learns fast, opening up for me immediately. The head goes in easily and he licks it, making the most delicious sensations flow from my groin. I love it. I push in a little more, making him take the first half. The heat is fantastic and I have to hold back from thrusting in completely. I don't want to hurt him. I can tell he's a little shocked at my size, but that is part of the fun.

Jaden:
He pushes a little farther in and I accommodate him, his girth taking me by surprise. I suck harder, pulling more of him into my mouth and he pasps. Panting harshly, he pushes himself all the way to my throat. I'm glad in that instant that I relaxed my throat enough as he starts to pump in and out of my mouth. He hits the back of my throat every time, going in as deep as he can. My tongue is the only part of my mouth that moves, licking and sucking with every pass. It feels odd to have something so big and solid in my mouth, but I let the discomfort slide away as his panting breath lulls me.

Jonas:
I can't get enough of his hot little mouth. Oh God, it's wonderful to get a boy who knows how to do this. He is innocent, but obviously not untouched. He is too good to not have had some experience. I will find out who trainted my new pet when we're done. I don't like loose ends. He sucks harder and it's all I can do not to come right then. He swallows around me and my control snaps. I tell him to swallow it all, my only warning. It is difficult for him, I know, but I can't stop thrusting, even as my body releases into him.

Jaden:
I swallow as he says, stretching my throat almost too far to accomadate the new liquid and his still thrusting member. It softens quickly, allowing me to swallow more easily, and not a drop of the bitter liquid is wasted. I feel him get off of my chest and lay next to me. His hands are on me again, my lenngth hardening form his new attentions. “Who taught you how to give head, little one?” The question shocks me and I can't find my tongue for several minutes. His hands are still working up my legs, their calloused tips sending shivers down my body. “No one, you were my first.” I reply quietly. The answer seems to please him as he humms in appreciation.

Jonas:
No one taught him? I suppose I really did find the perfect pet then. He is easily trained, willing, and beautiful. Though I just met him, I have no reason to doubt his words That fact aside, I want to believe that I am his first. I lean down to his body, feeling the need to own him coming stronger. I slowly start to descend upon his slack member, making it rise once more for me. I want to be inside him, but there is no reason why he shouldn't enjoy this. I feel him start to thrust up and hold down his hips, not wanting him to get too excited. It seems, however, that despite my best efforts to keep our pace slow, he is still so hot and bothered that any stimulation is bringing him that much closer. I watch him for a while before finally deciding on what to do. I slide off of him and walk over to my bedside cabinet.

Jaden:
He stopped again, right as I was nearing completion. I hate that. But now, he's up and off the bed. I wonder what he's doing. I feel him watching me but I can't tell why. He rustles around in a drawer for a moment before he comes back over to me. I feel his hand on my aching flesh and all thought leaves me. I thrust my hips up and am pleasantly surprised when he lets me. One more pass and I'll come, I'm sure of it. I feel him slide something onto my penis and tighten it at the base. I whimper as my release is again denied me.

Jonas:
A cock ring. That's what he needed. He can't come now unless I let him. My timing is perfect as he was almost there. I hear his displeasured moan and smirk against his cock. I know how badly he wants it, but he'll just have to wait. I'm hard again and feel that it is time. So, I pull the bindings from the bed, leaving the silk on his wrists. He sits up as they fall from the bed posts and rubs at the slightly chaffed skin under the bindings. I turn him and push him down onto his stomach, hips in the air.

Jaden:
This new position is awkward, but I feel his pleasure in it, so I stay where I am without protest. His hands are busy re-binding me, his chest pressing into my back. I feel his fingers ghost my skin, sliding down from my clasped hands, down my arms, over my shoulders and sides. Anticipation is mounting in me again, my cock is pumping with bursting force as the sensations start to overload me.

Jonas:
I concentrate on binding him again, paying no mind to his body. I know I will not be able to hold back once I see what he offers me, so I keep to my task of tying him up. Once done, I run my hands down his body, re-aquainting myself with his tender flesh. His hips rise a little under my touch and I'm pleased with the wordless consent.

Jaden:
I can feel my pulse thundering through my penis, making it hard for me to concentrate on anything. The sensations are taking over, not letting me think, not letting me process, I feel my brain shutting down as his tongue darts out to touch me once more.

Jonas:
I move down to his hips, the moment I've been waiting for since I saw him in that alley. I pull back a little to admire his pert, young ass. It's sheer perfection. Round and plump, each cheek delicately curved. The crack of his ass barely hides his virgin hole from this angle and it only makes me harder, knowing how tight he will likely be. I get the urge to taste him, so I bend and start to rim, licking his hole slowly. The young hips buck back and I chuckle. He likes it, his mewls are evidence of that.

Jaden:
He's killing me. His tongue is sweeping over my orifice and I can't help my reaction. Before long, I'm begging. I have to come, I have to let the pressure out, I don't feel like I can hold it anymore. If he takes that thing off of me, I'll burst. I know that it will hurt, how could it not? But something tells me that I won't care. Suddenly, the tongue is pressing, breaching, laving my hole, making me whimper as my arms give out. My head hits the pillow and I almost black out.

Jonas:
He falls forward and I grin. I know the Hell I'm putting him through. He loves the pleasure, but it is torture for him to feel it without release. He'll get his climax, I will ensure it. I lift his hips a little more, thrusting my tongue inside brutally and he screams again. He's begging, pleading, whimpering, and making me so hard. His hips thrust back into my face. I know in that moment that he will be mine for more than just tonight. I know that he will give himself to me over and over again should I ask him, and believe me, I will ask.

Jaden:
I can't take it, and now, he's stopped again. It almost feels good for the sensations to cool a little, that is until he starts another assault on my skin. I feel his cock sweeping across my entrance, but he pulls back, moving a finger to my hole instead. I'm relieved that he doesn't seem to want to hurt me; it will make this easier to bear. I know that there is always some pain, how could there not be? That particular orifice was not designed for this. I feel his finger prod gently at me, sliding in a little ways. It's lubricated, I can feel the slickness of oil as the finger starts to move, massaging my passage as it slides further in. It's uncomfortable at first, but as I relax, my walls start to tingle.

Jonas:
I feel him relaxing around my finger, letting it in farther. I let him take his time, this will not be painful for him, of that I am determined. He mewls as my appendage caresses his inner walls tenderly and I nearly moan aloud at the feeling of him clenching and giving around my finger. Another finger is ready and as soon as he is relaxed enough, it will join it's twin.

Jaden:
He puts another finger inside me and I almost come despite the ring on my cock. I need this, I need him. I plead with my grunts and incoherant cries, but he doesn't answer me. He just puts in another finger, then another, until I am full. I feel the four of them swiveling inside me, making me as loose as possible in preparation for the much larger apendage that will be inside me shortly. I can almost feel the tension on my skin as it hangs heavy in the air. His pants alert me to his enjoyment. His fingers give me one last prod and then are gone. I know what is to come and I find that I am not afraid. I need it too badly to fear it.

Jonas:
He's ready. It took me the better part of an hour to get him relaxed enough for me and I will still stretch him. I smirk knowingly at this, his tightness is mine. I will be the first and last to enjoy him. I pull my figners free of him, wiping the oil and fecal matter onto a towel I prepared for that purpose. I shift to my knees behind him, reaching for the half empty jar of lube by my thigh. When my shaft is slick, I position myself at his entrance, lubrication helping it slide along his crack. The tip catches at his hole and I groan as it gives a little, letting me slip in.

Jaden:
I feel him preparing me for his girth; I know it will most likely hurt. He starts to push in and I feel the stretch. It's amazing, the heat and strain. It's just the head but it feels so much bigger than that. He let's me settle and get used to it. He stays where he is and I get the feeling that he's enjoying this little bit just as much as I am. I feel my muscles start to adjust to him, the straining not quite so uncomfortable. My body aches as it stretches, but the burning is subsiding. We both gasp as he slides further into me, my channel loosening fraction by fraction.

Jonas:
He's divine. I think that I have died and gone to the heavens. He's so tight, so hot. I let myself rest just inside him, the heat radiationg through me. It blazes along my nerve endings and I can't help the gasp that escapes my lips as he relaxes enough for me to slip farther in. I'm almost all the way inside him in no time, sliding home with a grunt from us both.

Jaden:
I'm shocked at how easily and quickly my body adjusts to him. He's all the way in, staying put to let us both get used to the feel of it. I feel so full...so very full. My erection is still raging; I don't think it can go down at this point. The now purple organ is pulsing angrily as I feel him start to pull out. He's almost completely out of me now, just an inch more and he'd be gone from my body. He stops at the last inch and then surges back inside. He pushes as far as he can, making me wince and mewl as he stretches me anew.

Jonas:
He is the best lover I think I have ever had, and that is saying something. I am well versed at this, taking young men to my bed often, but he is something altogether different. His hole clenches around me, undulating against my flesh so that I never get a rest from the sensations. He mewls for me and I start to slowly pull out again.

Jaden:
I want him to move, to pump into me as he did my mouth earlier, to make this feeling of tingling increase. I need to come so badly, the whimper leaves my lips before I think about it. He pulls out again, pushing back inside in a long deep stroke. I feel his fingers grasp my member, pumping it in time with his slow movement. I can't take it, I feel like I'll come, ring or not. The feeling of denial rushes through me as I reach for the climax I've been denied.

Jonas:
He moans in pain. I know his cock must be tired of the abuse by now, but I can't bring myself to care. His tight ass continues to clench around me, making it more and more difficult to hold back for his comfort. Suddenly, he clenches so tightly, he's so close to coming, that my control snaps.

Jaden:
Jonas speeds up, his thrusts getting more brutal. I feel another climax comming, but I don't relish the pain that comes with it. As Jonas pushes into me with more and more force, my passage suddenly gives and he thrusts forward, the last ring of muscle giving way for him. I scream when he hits something inside of me that makes me see stars. I almost black out form the increadible pleausre as it turns into an unbearable pain. I realize that I was not alone in my exclamation as Jonas' voice dies with mine.

Jonas:
I hit his prostate and he screamed beautifully. He clenches so tightly around me that I can not hold back my own shout of pleasure. He is perfect, I think again. My pace continues as I reach around to hold the base of his cock. I know as soon as I let it go he will come almost continuously for several minutes, having been denied for so long. So, I wait. I'm almost there, his muscles massaging me to greather heights. I hit his prostate again and with a snap the cock ring is gone and he's impossibly tight around me as he comes in great spurts, screaming over and over again as I continue to fuck him. Holding tight to his hips, I thrust in as hard and fast as I can. My legs are threatening to give out with the strain, but I can't stop. I'm like a man possessed, surging in and out of him with wild abandon. He's coming again and I can't hold back my own orgasm. We both come together, thick streams coating my bedspread from his deflating member. I'm still buried inside of him, thrusting weakly as I spend.

Jaden:
He took the ring off and it was like being hit with a ton of bricks, one at a time, for an hour. I came until I was sure that I didn't have anything left in my body anymore. I was surprised I didn't bleed with the amount of pressure that was released. He is still using me, taking his pleasure from my body. I know that I must be uncomfortably tight around him, but he doesn't seem to care. There, he's hitting that spot again and I can feel myself tensing with another orgasm. It will hurt, is my last thought before the overwhelming pressure erupts again. I cry out in anquish as more semen shoots out of my body. My breath is gone as the orgasm washes over me. I am dimly aware of a warm salty liquid coating my passage as Jonas comes as well. He is still thrusting, even as he coats my channel with his ejaculate.

Jonas:
He collapsed under me, the strain of our sex finally taking its toll on him. I untie him and take off the blind fold, letting him get comfortable in the dry area of the bed. I had the bed special ordered for that reason. You need a dry place to sleep after sex and I hate having to exert effort after such strenuous activity. I curl up behind him, my pelvis cradling his undoubtably sore ass, my legs bent under his. My arms find their way around his waist and he snuggles back into my chest, a content sigh escaping his lips.

Jaden:
I feel to weak and tired as his arms cradle me, pulling me against his strong chest. I sigh contenedly. I came, the torture was over, and now he's holding me. I feel as though that is all I'll ever need. Someone to love me and hold me and give me such pleasure. I curl up deeper into his arms and let sleep claim me.

Jonas:
He snuggles up to me again and I realize suddenly that I have no intention of letting him go. He is mine now and I don't feel like giving him back to his parents. They, for one, wouldn't undertand our relationship. Second, it would be too much of a hassle to hide it from them, as well as the rest of the world. So perhaps this town is a little too dangerous for us to stay in. Tomorrow we'll start setting up travel arrangements and deciding where to go. Somewhere with a lower age of consent for sure. Then we can marry and the boy would be mine officially. So, someplace with gay marriage laws in affect as well. South, to the beaches of Florida sounds good. I'll ask the boy in the morning. For now, let Morpheus claim me.

Okay, it's been edited. Some of you had problems with the condom bit, so I took it out. I thought it was dirtier if he didn't use protection anyway ;)