Dark Paths Ch. 01

Xavier's thighs quivered under Rayne's caresses. He had to pull back some from Clay, couldn't keep him in his throat indefinitely, and besides, he was rushing again. Bad habit, and one he tended to revert to when he was either really turned on, with someone new, or in this case both. Most of his teen years had been spent on his knees or with his legs spread trying to get whoever was fucking him off as quickly as possible. He had since learned some of the finer point of taking one's time, but old habits died hard.

He slowed the frantic pace of his mouth, sliding back and forth with more leisure while he brought a hand up to fondle the heavy balls hanging between Clay's thighs. He moaned huskily around the mouthful when Rayne lipped and licked at the base of his spine and he hollowed his back a little more, the curve of his backside lifting enticingly.

"Mmmmhhh... you're beautiful," Rayne murmured into the supple roundness of his naked arse, his quiet, husky voice shivering against Xavier's skin as those long, clever fingers kneaded his cheeks. His studded tongue drew a slow line between the younger man's buttocks from his sensitive scrotum to the very tip of his backbone. It lingered playfully on the tight pink pucker of his ring, where the singer applied his lips deftly, sucking and kissing him, taking his time. He wriggled the little silver stud in the dimple of Xav's arsehole, then licked his way higher.

Clay stroked the boy's face and his wet hair, chuckling appreciatively as he watched them play. He gently bounced the plump head of his fat cock on Xavier's lips and growled; "We're gonna turn into prunes if we stay under here. How's about we take this show into the bedroom, honey?"

Xavier snaked his tongue out to get one more taste before Clay reached over and turned the water off. He supposed the big guy was right, but he barely had enough blood left in his brain to form articulate speech much less rational thought. He stood, graceful as a cat and followed them both out of the shower.

A quick dry off and a lot more caressing and petting later the bathroom was left behind in favour of the enormous bed the three fell into. Xavier had gotten distracted with Clay's lovely dark body in the shower but he now had the opportunity to run his fingers over Rayne's lithe frame. The one kiss in the car was just not enough. His warm hands caressed cool skin and his lips sought Rayne's with that same tender sweet fire.

The singer curled around him, responding to that kiss now; letting his searching tongue snake into the younger man's mouth as eagerly as it had explored his nether regions. His slender arms moved around Xavier's body, hands gliding up above his shoulders and looping lightly around the back of his neck as their lips moved together in wordless communion. Even now, after the heat of the shower, he was cool to the touch. Not cold, but definitely cooler than either Xavier or Clay. When their lips parted briefly he looked into the dancer's eyes without blinking, his gaze solemn and fathomless; pupils wide and dark.

"You taste wonderful," he whispered.

Xavier smiled and touched his lips to Rayne's again. "And you are sexy as hell."

The hand caressing Rayne's hip moved inward, the heat of his fingers curled lightly around his shaft to stroke him. He was going to drown in those green eyes. Everything else seemed to fade away for a moment and he had the feeling he was simply the fly caught in the web, but he didn't care a bit.

"Do you want another taste?" he asked, with all kinds of suggestion in his voice, while brushing soft kisses along the side of Rayne's jaw.

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"You don't know what you're asking for?" Rayne exhaled, closing his eyes and nuzzling Xavier's damp, blond hair. He felt his fangs extend behind his lips and knew he would give anything for a few brief, delicious mouthfuls of this boy's blood.

~~~

Xavier knew what he was asking for but, of course, not what Rayne really needed, or how much temptation he was putting in front of the vampire. He did however pick up on the serious note that had entered Rayne's tone and he pulled back a little so he could look up at him. He couldn't help noticing the pinpoints dimpling his lower lip now.

His first thought was not shock, he knew a lot of freaky people that went for the whole vampire thing, but he was a little startled. He'd been kissing him just a moment before and he would have noticed the fangs.

"Whoa, how'd you do that?"

Rayne felt him shift and those acid-green eyes opened at once, swallowing Xavier whole. He consciously relaxed his lips and ran a defensive tongue tip over his teeth, his gaze flickering to Clay who had gone to fetch some champagne whilst they were joined at the mouth, and back to the dancer's startled gaze. Clay was also looking curiously at him now and Rayne shrugged his shoulders and murmured; "They cost me a fortune! Looks good on stage though!" He flashed a demonstrative smile that showed rather more fang than most men were physically comfortable with.

Xavier was sure, absolutely sure they hadn't been there before, but... what other explanation? The sharp smile was unsettling, but his neither regions didn't seem to mind at all. His hand had stilled but his fingers were still wrapped around Rayne's prick and he gave a few slow sensual strokes now.

"So does that mean you're more interested in biting me than fucking me?" He teased.

Rayne looked up at him with a more seductive smile this time. His hand snaked up over Xavier's shoulder and long fingers curled around the back of his neck, pulling him lower.

"Why don't you come down here and find out?" he grinned. "I promise not to hurt you. Cross my heart!"

Clay moved around behind them, resuming where Rayne had left off in the shower, his tongue lapping greedily between the blond's perky, golden cheeks. When he lifted his head it was to look curiously at Rayne Wylde though, as if he was seeing something that had not previously occurred to him.

Xavier's kiss was no less full of fire then it had been. He slid his leg over and straddled Rayne's hips, both so he could rub against him and give Clay better access. He couldn't resist teasing his tongue carefully along one of those extended canines. Clay chose that moment to slid a finger into his tight back channel scattering Xavier's senses. He thrust his hips and his tongue at the same time, slicing his tongue on the razor sharp point without even realising it.

~~~

Rayne knew it and his eyes widened instantly, the pupils dilating until they almost engulfed the fierce green of the irises. A long shudder of pleasure ran through his body as he pressed his lips to Xavier's mouth and sucked on his bloody tongue.

This time when he tasted the boy he didn't get just a trickle of memories with the coppery flow, he was suddenly inside Xavier's head. Sharp and vivid came a little flood of history. His arms were laced into a tight sheath from wrists to elbows, leather belts cinched in tight rings down his body as he was bent over and thoroughly fucked front and back and a pretty thing with pert little tits sucked him off. The intensity of pleasure was almost unbearable.

'Flip...' and that memory was gone, replaced in his mind by a sense of sand and salt in the air, and cool concrete under his naked body as he got the living shit kicked out of him. He barely had time to catch his breath as a booted toe found the softer flesh between his thighs when... 'Flip...' a breathtakingly beautiful blond woman writhed on silk sheets under his skilled tongue. He registered the clean, sharp taste of her cunt for less than a nano second, not even enough time to physically enjoy the feel of her smooth pussy against his mouth, though the experience was no less real for that. 'Flip...' a boy with dark, mahogany brown eyes watched dispassionately as four older men brutally used him. 'Flip...' and he was suddenly much younger, although he had no idea how he knew it; out of his tiny skull on the gods alone knew what and spread naked on a pool table while cameras filmed him getting fucked by a line up of guys.

That last experience was almost too close to reality. Rayne slumped back on the silken pillows and the memories faded as Clay wriggled another finger into the boy and Xavier moaned sweetly into Rayne's open mouth. Rayne whispered his name, running a hand through Xavier's blond hair and reaching down with the other hand to guide his erect sex between the boy's slim thighs. He wanted this kid so badly. If Xavier even flinched he would take it as a bad sign, but already he was beginning to believe that the young dancer was more of a kindred spirit than he had ever dared to hope for.

"I wanna take you before he does," he exhaled, nodding towards Clay who only grinned like Baron Samedi and worked his fingers more vigorously in the boy's arsehole. "You'll be fit for nothing afterwards!"

~~~

Xav looked at him with eyes dilated with desire; he felt nearly drunk with it. Tilting his hips a bit he felt Clay withdraw his fingers and the smooth head of Rayne's cock pressed up against his tight ring. Clay had stretched him a good bit and the lube eased the way, making him reckless. He pushed back, impatient for the feel of that lovely, hard cock inside him.

The head sliding into his heat made him huff a breath as he teetered between the pleasure and hurt of it, revelling in both.

"Mmmhh-uuh,... god..." he breathed and pushed back to take more of him.

~~~

Rayne made a long, low, groaning sound deep in his throat and turned his head to the side, letting his dark hair screen his face momentarily so that his lips could part around a soundless 'O' of pleasure. He knew that there was no pulling back. His fangs were fully extended and he was hungry for more than just the boy's naked flesh. But that would do for now. He lay back, letting Xavier ride him. Strong, long-fingered hands gripped the dancer's lean hips and pushed down hard as he bucked upward into his young mate's hot, receptive body, feeling the tight muscles of his willing arse clench around him like iron bands wrapped in warm, wet silk.

"Oh yeah!" Clay rumbled in an appreciative tone, stroking the blond's firm cheeks encouragingly and moving around to kneel beside Xavier and Rayne, running his massive, black tool over both their bodies as he watched them fuck. "That is hot!"

Xavier played the coquette for him, batting his long lashes and undulating his body seductively. Leaning back a little more he ground against Rayne, pushing him just that little bit deeper and making him moan. He bent his head to Rayne's chest so he could take a nipple into his mouth sucking on it hard. The singer contorted violently under him, bucking upward like a wild horse between his legs. The noise that was drawn out of him was low and hungry; the growl of a desperate animal. He kept his face turned to the side and his eyes closed. Clay ran a hand through Rayne's lank, wet hair and he rubbed his head into that touch with feline grace. The rumble in his throat became a husky purr of satisfaction as his hips moved rhythmically in the arrowhead of his lover's thighs. As the bigger man's caressing fingers swept the tumble of hair from his pale face he drew his lips between his teeth again, conscious of the involuntary extension of his dog teeth. A trickle of thin, watery blood ran from the corner of his mouth where he nicked himself badly.

Xavier flowed with his rhythm and saw none of this. He released the one nipple so he could tease the other, flicking his talented tongue over the little bud. When he let that one go and leaned back Clay ran a hand down the smooth planes of his chest and stomach before wrapping his thick fingers around Xav's erect sex. A ragged moan lifted from Xavier's throat as Clay pumped his cock at the same moment Rayne thrust into him. The tip of his straining dick oozed little drops of pre-cum as the pleasure built.

He looked down through half lidded eyes at Rayne again and noticed the thin trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. Xav reached down and ran his thumb along Rayne's bottom lip gently.

"Did you hurt yourself?" he asked, low and husky.

By way of response, the singer swept his studded tongue out around Xavier's thumb, circling and sucking it; conscious of the taste of his own spilt blood on the young man's skin. He ran his hands tenderly up Xavier's thighs to his lean hips and over his slender waist, cupping his ribs and easing the flats of his palms over Xavier's chest, rubbing the boy's erect nipples with the heels of his hands. In silence, with his eyes still closed he took Xavier's thumb all the way into his mouth, right down past the big knuckle at the base, sucking gently; a wordless promise of his talents and his intent. His long dog teeth nipped at the flesh of his mate's warm hand as he suckled.

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Xavier felt a tingle run up his spine making him shiver as he felt the pin pricks on the fleshy part of his thumb. Rayne must be pretty serious about the vampire thing. Well, he'd done kinkier things, and it didn't really hurt. He wiggled his thumb a little against his agile tongue in imitation of the undulations of his hips.

~~~

Another little flood of confused memories came with the blood; Rayne found himself flat on his back in a strange room, acutely aware of his own need and the turbulent emotions of his young lover. Confusingly, he could hear that song again - the number he had watched Xavier strip to earlier in the evening - only this time the tables were turned and he was watching himself through Xavier's eyes. Rayne shuddered uncontrollably. Dark Paths had always been an emotive track to perform. He never failed to become aroused when he heard the pulsing intro to that song played live, but this was the first time he had ever experienced it through another man's body as that man masturbated hungrily over him. His pale eyes sprang open and locked with Xavier's and for a brief instant he shared a memory with the boy, a moment of sweet, urgent, orgasmic pleasure. It robbed him of reason. He surged upward into Xavier's lean body, caught in the web of his lover's ecstatic recollection, helpless to fight the savage tide of release that the memory triggered in him. His head was thrown back into the nest of pillows and his lips parted around a frantic cry of passion and surrender.

"Sweet Jesus!" Clay exhaled fearfully at the sight of the inch long dog teeth revealed by his climactic utterance.

Xavier had no time to think or anything. He was caught up in the stroking grip Clay had him in and done in by the sudden frantic thrusts between his legs. "...oh... fuck...." His lean muscled body tightened and he gave a wordless cry as the warm jets of pearl white shot from him, across Rayne's stomach, the first strong spurts making it up to his chest.

He leaned forward, hands braced on either side of Rayne's shoulders, head hung and sides heaving like a sprinter's.

The singer's lean, white arms snaked up around his neck, pulling him down into a deliciously lethal embrace. Rayne was still shuddering as he began to lick Xavier's sweat jewelled neck, running the silver stud in his tongue lightly over the supple flesh; breathing him in; tasting him. He kissed lower, licking the pearls of semen from his mate's hot skin and letting his tongue shiver over the boy's erect nipples.

"Uhhh...nnnnuuhhhhh!!" he exhaled weakly. "Want you!"

Xavier made a soft sound and he bent his head to nuzzle at the tender skin under Rayne's ear. "You have me, babe," he breathed. "Take what you want."

Rayne shuddered again, a long, urgent frantic quiver of energy that vibrated through his entire body as he fought the primal instinct that told him to feed and not to stop. He was not ravenous, but the boy tasted so sweet and seemed so unafraid. His memories tinged the honey of his blood with a darkness that made the Vampire beneath him feel less alone somehow. He wanted to lose himself in another person, to feel joined with Xavier on the bed. Wrapping his arms and legs around the boy Rayne rolled and took the young man under him. Xavier's back hit the soft mattress and a soft breath escaped him. There was a surprising amount of power in those skinny arms and legs and the lean body pinning him. A spike of hot need filled him, centered in his middle and his already stiffening cock. Few things got Xavier going like being pinned down. He looked up at Rayne Wylde with half closed, fuck-me eyes.

"Do it!" he panted rapidly. "Do me now!"

To Be Continued...

DARK PATHS -- CHAPTER ONE

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