Blood, Sex, and Tears
By: Julie
Justin couldn’t help but notice that JC was covered
in blood.
Now, to any other person, this might have been
totally disgusting. Actually, the thought of how that blood came to be all over
JC made Justin’s stomach turn. Even if the blood itself turned Justin on.
It wouldn’t have before. Justin knew that it had
something to do with being a vampire. But the smell of the blood along with
JC’s own personal scent made him hard.
Very hard.
JC was glaring at him. JC did that a lot. It was
usually Justin’s own fault.
Why did he have to be so sexy, standing there in
the doorway, his hair matted down with blood, his face splattered, his clothes
soaked. Justin had even seen how he’d killed those people, and the blood still
turned him on.
The thing was, he didn’t realize that he was sexy.
He didn’t realize that he made Justin so hot. He was just dense like that.
And then they were kissing on the bed. JC was
pressed against him, lips moving, body hot. Justin licked his cheek.
JC smiled. JC was multiflavored like this. But
licking was not all that JC had in mind.
"What are you thinking?" Justin asked. JC
looked at him, his eyes glazed. Justin knew what that look meant.
"I want you to hurt me," JC whispered.
Justin wasn’t surprised.
"Bite me," he whispered, sinking his
teeth hard into JC’s neck. JC obeyed easily enough.
Justin moaned softly and slid his hand down JC’s
body, his fingers brushing across the waistband of JC’s pants. JC dug his teeth
in and pressed his body closer to Justin. He was close to begging.
Justin rubbed his thumb lightly over JC’s crotch,
just enough to make JC reach down and press Justin’s entire hand against him.
"You really want me to hurt you?" Justin
asked, pressing his hand against JC and biting down a little more.
"Yes," JC said, although it was a
multiple yes, and came out sounding like yesyesyesyes, because JC was hard and
horny and covered in blood and he wanted Justin.
Justin practically took a bite out of JC’s neck at
that. "Yeah," Justin said. "You like being hurt?"
"Yes," JC said again, his voice breathy,
the words hot on the skin of Justin’s neck. Justin dug his fingers into JC’s
crotch.
"You like that?" he said. JC moaned and
nodded his head. Justin roughly tilted JC’s head back, giving himself more room
to bite, and JC cried out pressing closer to Justin. "Shhh," Justin
whispered, biting again.
JC was silent, his breath heavy, gasping. Justin
slid his hand into JC’s pants and wrapped his fingers around JC’s cock.
Then JC’s hands were flying, trying to rid Justin
of his clothes. He couldn’t seem to make them obey. Justin finally had to pull
both of their clothes off.
Blood had soaked through and was all over JC’s
skin. It wasn’t dry. It was wet and even a little sticky. Even JC’s crotch was
covered in blood. Justin grinned.
It took a moment for JC’s brain to register that
Justin was using his teeth on JC’s cock. JC moaned something that sounded like
Justin’s name and lifted his hips up. Justin dug his fingers into the bare,
bloody skin of JC’s hips as he held them down and licked the blood away, his
teeth occasionally scraping against the skin.
Justin wasn’t shocked at all when JC’s hips lifted
up off the bed, ramming his cock against the back of Justin’s throat. Justin,
to his credit, didn’t gag as JC spilled out into his mouth.
Justin licked a trail in the blood back to JC’s
lips and kissed him. Justin was still hard, and he felt JC stiffen as they
rubbed together.
"Justin," JC whispered, his voice little
more than air escaping his lips. "Please. I want you to…"
Justin knew what he meant with that half-broken
sentence. He roughly flipped JC onto his stomach and got to his knees.
"Hurt you like this?" Justin asked,
rubbing his dick against JC’s ass. JC moaned, a positive sound if Justin had
ever heard one. Justin could imagine how much this was going to hurt. He didn’t
want to experience it himself.
He didn’t bother to ease in. He didn’t even bother
to warn JC that he was about to do it. He just did it.
JC cried out with pain and Justin leaned forward
over his back, his tongue moving across JC’s cheek, tasting coppery human blood
and salty tears. He didn’t have time to think about the tears as JC started to
move against him, grinding his ass back against Justin.
Justin thrust into him hard and fast, his hand
moving in a rough rhythm on JC’s cock as his hips moved. JC whimpered and dug
his fingers into the sheets as he came again. Justin was a little surprised. He
hadn’t been aware that JC got off so fast on pain. He’d remember that for
future reference.
He kept going, his knees sliding a bit on the slick
sheets, his cock throbbing, JC’s tight ass wrapped hot around it. Justin began
to slam into him harder. JC nearly screamed with pleasure and let his head fall
forward, one hand reaching back to grip his cock. Justin’s fingers slid between
them and together they worked toward, for Justin, his first climax of the
night, and, for JC, his third.
Justin’s breath flew out of his body as he
exploded. JC’s ass went tight around his cock as blood covered man came
himself. JC eased himself forward onto his stomach, adjusting his cock between
his body and the bed. Justin realized that he was still coming when he pulled
out. He frowned.
He didn’t know that doing that to JC would make him
come so hard.
He stretched out on top of JC, their bodies slick
with sweat, blood, and semen. JC’s breath was coming in gasps.
"Are you okay?" Justin asked. JC nodded
taking in a deep breath.
"Next time, it’s my turn," he said,
kissing Justin hard on the lips, tongue probing.
Justin wondered if he could get JC to tie him up,
since they were being kinky.
He thought that sounded like fun.
The End
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