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My First Love, and My First Flawless Oral Experience

Author: S Parker
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-31 01:39:15

Christian

I was watching Edmond, for longer and longer each day after he was assigned to his work detail. I would do my required daily readings out on the porch, just so I could look at him. Those broad shoulders, that bare back rippling with muscle... The sun did not inflame and redden his flesh as it would my own delicate complexion. He was a beautiful walnut brown, and oh, how he glistened: standing bathed in the sunlight and practically glowing. And when he would notice me watching, and lift his hand in simple wave, giving that white-toothed smile…

I felt what I expect I was supposed to feel when my father sent those older women to my bedroom, or to bathe me, the ones I politely turned aside with offers to sit and pray together for a few hours instead. Some were relieved by that, some disappointed, but no matter how pretty they were, I knew they were my father’s possessions in truth. And on a deeper level, I knew there was something… sick about the pressured act. I arrogantly beli
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  • Damned Straight to Heaven   A Tense Mess of a Homecoming

    NickI spend all of five minutes getting clean, before I sink down at the kitchen table for the way-too generous spread of eggs, bacon, sausage and fruit that ma went and prepared for us. She always goes a little overboard when ‘welcoming me home’. I don’t even have an appetite right now. All I want is to fucking sleep off this headache. The smell of all this meat is straight up nauseating, but I gotta be polite. It’s my fault she spent two days worrying her brains out. I skipped from freshly discharged from police custody to MIA yet again, tied up in custody of a thirsty, manipulative vampire… I’ve fucked him twice. I should have gotten it out of my system by now. Instead he’s just wormed his way all the deeper under my skin. I shouldn’t have told him any of the personal shit. I shouldn’t have listened to a single word coming out of that mouth. “My Nico...” I want to set out tracking down that new lair of his right this minute. “God… Nico.” I can’t even fucking think straight.

  • Damned Straight to Heaven   No Praise for the Fallen

    NickMa sits up from the couch the second the front door opens. Carm’s been sitting up beside her, holding her hand as she was slumped over the arm of the sofa, eyes bloodshot from more than just the drink today. “Nico?” she slurs, stumbling to her feet.She throws her arms around me, and I awkwardly return it, careful not to agitate my dislocated thumb. I wrapped it with some strips of sheet to keep it braced after I popped it back into its socket back in that hotel. That held pretty well, even with all the fighting, and the rough sex that followed… It’s harder to hide my grimace now, with the adrenaline having long since drained away. Carm’s eyeing that hand in shrewd evaluation. Least the ligature marks round my bloody wrists are hidden by my coat sleeves. “The fuck happened to you?” “Language,” ma rebukes, never lifting her face from my shoulder. “Sorry ma. But shit, kid, we were worried sick. Even the Father didn’t know where the fuck you ran off to.” I roll my eyes, and our

  • Damned Straight to Heaven   No Rest For the Wicked

    NickThe water’s been turned off for decades in this crumbling ruin of a hotel, so there’s no chance of using the shower in this suite to scrub off all the sweat and jizz streaking my chest, and back, and thighs… I told him he reeks like sex, even before I had his clothes off, and I wasn’t fucking kidding. I can still smell him everywhere around me, hours after we parted ways. I got him all over me, marked with his fangs and nails… Open wounds that are definitely going to scar. They’ll be front and center in this fucked up head of mine forever. “My Nico…” “God! Nico...” I settled for wiping myself off with a sheet before getting dressed and getting the fuck out of this cursed place. I checked in on room 405, resigned to the fact that Jim and Mikey’s corpses would probably just be gnawed on piles of bones at this point, after hundreds of Striga came ripping through these halls. Sure enough, it’s just a pair of picked apart skeletons lying stretched out on the floor behind that bust

  • Damned Straight to Heaven   Something More than a Hate Fuck... Like Hell Would I Admit That.

    NickI undo Christian’s pants with forceful insistence, and the fucker dares laugh at me. “Can’t help but fuck with me, huh, Nicorati?” “I told you. You didn’t take enough.” I wanted him to suck out whole pints of my blood until I fucking blacked out, free of this torment, this need. So long as I have blood pressure enough to keep this cock rising, it will not quiet down. Not until I give it a fucking outlet.I unbuckle my own trousers, drawing out my dick. He puts a hand on my chest. “Wait.” My eyes flare with impatience. “All your talk of fucking--” “Not stop. Just wait,” he entices. He sticks two fingers in his mouth, sucking on them, until they are good and wet. I stare at him in rapt and jittery study, as he draws those fingers out from between his lips in a trailing line of saliva and inserts them right up inside his rectum. “Ha.” It’s like watching someone jerking off in front of me. That look in his eyes, how dark that sultry gray shades as he works his way up and around

  • Damned Straight to Heaven   My Request for this Thirsty Prick

    NickChristian may be calm for the moment, but I’m tense as a live wire. I cannot stay pinned face down with his lips (and teeth) resting in the crook of my neck and his crotch flush against my backside, not for one more minute. “Look, I gotta… I’m gonna try to turn around.”“Alright.” It’s more than a little difficult. He backs away as far as possible, but the second his back hits the wardrobe doors, I see the panic returning to his eyes. I pull him back up against me. “Fuck it. This was supposed to make us both more…” I swallow. “Comfortable.” He holds my eyes. There’s no crimson glow of hunger to his gaze, but there’s a different sort of craving burning clear for me to see. He rests his hands against my chest. “This is quite comforting,” he murmurs, “but…” His eyes drift down to my half-hard dick pushing up between his thighs, and he can’t seem to help his lurid grin. “It does not appear to be helping your problem.” I shift my weight, telling myself it’s a move away from him, d

  • Damned Straight to Heaven   Trapped in this Make-Shift Coffin with Tensions Rising

    NickChristian’s tongue dips back inside my clothing, dragging along the other claw mark in my shoulder. I want to be pissed, but instead I have to bite back my groan. I am fucking consumed with attraction for this demon. "Gonna bite me now, you fucker?" "No," he exhales. "I just needed to curb my appetite. Now the bleeding's stopped, and I am fully capable of abstaining from further indulgence for however long we remain..." His hand goes back to the wall, fingers clenching until the wood groans with strain. "Trapped." I catch his hand again on instinct, and he lets loose a heavy exhale. I crane my neck to catch his stare, and see that sure enough the crimson has already faded from his eyes, leaving him looking nothing like a demon. Even that brief and gentle tonguing was hardly the act of a demon. It was just a brief moment of weakness amidst rigid self-control from a predator with the scent of fresh flowing blood in his nostrils. Now he's right back to wide-eyed fragility, acting

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