I crept through the maze silently, trying to remember why I agreed to do this. Garrick. It was Garrick who had dared me, after calling me a nipple licking pussy. He does a good job of describing himself. I try to think of myself as the brave, fearless, handsome Joshua Burt. Most people call me Burt.
Garrick had swore that this maze was haunted, and I swore that I could prove that he was full of bullshit. So, here I am. Walking through a dark maze on a foggy night. I could hardly see ten feet ahead of me, and every noise made me jump. It was scary, most definitely, but not haunted. No ghosts or demons here. I smiled to myself. I'd proved Garrick wrong...Unless he was trying to prank me...That motherfucker! I groaned angrily, but continued walking, searching for an exit.
There wasn't anything to help me get my bearings on where I was in the maze. I felt as though I'd been walking for hours and there wasn't a single star in the sky. If I didn't get out of here before morning, I was gonna murder Garrick.
The sound of quiet footsteps came from behind me. I whirled around to see nothing except the maze. "Fuck," I muttered, then turned and continued to walk.
I trudged on, and heard the footsteps again. I stopped, but didn't turn around. I heard the soft breath of a man, and felt soft hands on my shoulders. I shuddered, terrified, when the husky, accented voice whispered into my ear, "Hello. Welcome to my maze." The man's Hispanic accent threatened to make me hard, such a sexy voice coming from what was probably a hallucination. I shook my head and went to head forwards again, expecting the man to just be a figment from my imagination. Instead of going forwards, I was held there, by the man who was no hallucination.
"Who are you?" I asked quietly, trying not to shake from fear.
"Gortume," he replied, his mouth next to my ear. I felt his tongue lick along the shell of my ear and I shuddered. "You are...more attractive than most that come around this maze." Gortume's accent made me shudder again.
"What do you want?" came my fearful voice once again. I spun around to see my captor, and was astonished to see such a handsome man. He was very tall, taller than myself by a few inches, with golden eyes standing out against his short white hair and tan skin. Random flecks of gold were tattooed on his skin. Gortume smiled seductively, and I felt my cock threaten to start swelling.
"In this maze, I kill those who come trespassing," Gortume began. "But, alas, I do not have a partner...And I can't always rely on myself to deliver such a sweet release." I stood there, shocked. I wanted to turn around and run. His hand ran down my arm, feeling the goosebumps as I shivered again. "Help me and you will live." Gortume's voice was more demanding rather than convincing. I nodded, maybe a bit too eagerly. He stepped closer to me and took my face in his hands, kissing me gently. His tongue lovingly swept across my lips and I opened for him. Our tongues touched and I moaned, wrapping one of my hands around his waist and running the other along his toned abs and chest through his ragged white shirt.
As his tongue swirled around mine I started to drool, moaning slightly louder. When he finally let me up for air I was panting. I whined, despite my efforts not to, and Gortume's lips came back to mine. His mouth and tongue caressed mine and my hands snaked up his back, to his head. My fingers roughly grabbed his hair and I pushed him into me. Something feral woke up inside of him and he bit my lip. The taste of my blood filled our kiss. I reached one hand down to his crotch, smiling slightly at the feeling of his growing bulge. Gortume pulled away from the kiss and put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me down to my knees so I was eye level with his cock. I pulled down his pants and out it came. I looked back up at him, then to his dick, and then back to him. It was fucking huge. He simply laughed, and I timidly took it into my mouth. His taste hinted at something dry, almost earthy, and then as I passed the tip of his erection, I tasted something sweet and salty. It reminded me of candy in a way. In a sick, twisted way, that sent a shiver down my spine. His hips slowly pressed closer to my face, and before I knew it, he was half way in my mouth and nearly at the back of my mouth. I pulled away, letting my upper teeth gently run along the top of his cock, and I got the pleasure of hearing him moan.
I hummed and swirled my tongue around his tip, trying to find out what he liked. Then I went back down on him, deep throating, taking him as far deep as I could possibly go. Gortume was down my throat and I hummed again, and his head tilted back and his eyes closed while he let out a sweet moan. I continued this, running back and forth with my lips across his dick, taking in his sweet taste and blushing when he moaned, humming when I deep throated him and feeling him tense up from my work.
Suddenly he pushed me away, and made me stand. Gortume put two fingers in my mouth and I sucked them until they were dripping with my spit. He nodded down to my pants and, taking the hint, I kicked them off and pushed my boxers down. He brought me in for a kiss, placing the two wets fingers near my entrance. It made a small shiver run through my body, and he slid one of the fingers in. It stung for a moment, and I gasped in his mouth as he rubbed it around, stretching me. Then he added the second finger and I moaned as he pulled away from the kiss. Gortume made sure I was good and wet before taking out his fingers. With strong arms he lifted me up and pushed me back against the stone wall of the maze and positioned his member. He slid me down and his tip went inside of me.
It hurt worse than I had expected, and I nuzzled my face into his neck to hide my pain. Gortume grunted and went further in. I grabbed onto his shirt, tightening my grip each time he went deeper. Then, all at once, I slipped and he was entirely in me, and the end of his cock slammed into my prostate. My eyes almost went back in my head as I moaned, the sound muffled since I was still hiding my face between his shoulder and neck. I gripped his shoulders and lifted myself, up on his dick, and then he thrusted as I came down. Stars filled my vision as his huge member sunk into me. A small yelp left my mouth as I lifted my head and looked Gortume in the eyes. He was like a wild animal, and his only purpose was to use me. His violent nature was shown in his golden irises and I moaned again as he entered me a third time. Finally we got a good motion going, as I lifted myself and came down as he thrusted, my back against the wall and Gortume and I were chest to chest. We were panting, slick with sweat. Over and over he abused my prostate, my groans escalating to screams of pleasure. "Fuck...Yes! Gortume!" I yelled as he brought me to my climax. We were one, as we fucked there in the darkness.
I felt his legs begin to shake as our breathing simultaneously quickened, and with one last thrust from him, I slid down on his cock and my prostate felt like it had burst. Gortume and I yelled out in our ecstasy. His cum was sliding out of my ass and down my inner thigh, which I took note of when he pulled out of me and set me down. I left it there, pulling up my boxers and jeans. "You may go," Gortume said simply after he had put his own pants back on. He hit a certain brick with a fist in the wall and a door opened. "This is the same entrance you came in earlier, return to your friends."
I simply nodded, still shaky from the sex and my head was pounding from the left over pleasure. As I went to walk past him, he grabbed me roughly and gave me once last kiss, biting my lower lip so fresh blood started to dribble out.
He was like an animal, leaving his mark on me. I shivered at the thought and exited the maze with a grin.
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[A/N - What can I say? You asked for it. YOU WANTED THIS. TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL! And be sure to review for which pair you want me to write about next. Gortume and Burt. Who comes up with this? xD Nevertheless, I enjoyed writing this. :) - LDD]
