Chapter Seven
"So… what happens now…?" Simon asked the stranger anxiously, his eyes filled with a mixture of trepidation and curiosity. He felt embarrassed and awkward after the mating was over, filled and yet empty all at once, and spoke merely to break the tension he felt rising within him.
The two males had just unintangeled themselves from one another and Simon was now getting dressed, while the other male just stood there, naked and sated, his impressive bits and bobs dangling around for all to see, should anyone happen to walk by.
"Well… I can either grant you a wish for your soul… or we can call it a day…" The man rasped in a deep and sensual voice, the sound of it hitting Simon's raw nerves like ice cream sliding off its cone and onto hard pavement.
Simon looked down at himself and sighed. "I want Nathan to love me, but…" He bit his lip, a motion that the secretive man found very distracting, which showed in the way that his dick twitched and rose from its slumber slightly.
"… Your soul isn't anything you will use beyond your death. It's just energy, waiting to be released. But instead of floating away into the air, I will get to keep it, which will fuel my own life force for another hundred years…" The man smirked. "I've been around longer than recorded history. I am the first of our kind. That storm wasn't the only storm to have ever existed…" The man's eyes became distant as he thought of the past.
He had wandered the earth for so long, had seen empires built and then falling, only to be replaced by new governments and people. He'd spoken to famous prophets, Jesus, all of the most influential people, and yet, he'd never found love since his first encounter with another of his kind.
The man shook his head slightly, dispelling such thoughts. No, I will not think of him…
Simon looked a little dazed and felt more than he looked. "But…" He'd never even considered the possibility of another storm in another time. That a person with powers like himself could have been around for hundreds of thousands of lifetimes.
"Still… my time is running thin…" The man paused. "And I have other little boys to corrupt…" He smiled wickedly.
Little boys…? Simon pondered. He supposed that to this man, who'd walked on the earth for longer than he could count to, he would seem very young.
The man looked at Simon. "Well…?" He sounded impatient. "I don't offer my services to any boy I come across, you know…" He said slowly.
"I… can I think about it…?" Simon asked.
"Fine." The man replied, as though it were a great inconvenience. "I will give you a day." He said and began to finally dress. "But be warned. My offer is a once in a lifetime deal."
Simon nodded. "I understand."
"I hope you choose wisely." The man said before disappearing into thin air.
Simon sighed and looked around. "What a fun night." He said with some humour, before he made his way home.
"Where the FUCK have you been?" Did you have any idea how worried I was? Nathan said and thought as he spotted Simon in the distance. "I've been freezing my BALLS off out here!" He hurried over to Simon and his eyebrows rose as he looked upon his little friend. "You look… different."
Simon looked into Nathan's face for a long moment before a small smile lighted his pale face. "You wouldn't believe the night I just had…" He said and shook his head and got out his house keys. Maybe I don't believe it either…
"Oh yeah? Shag some hottie in her nottie?" Nathan said with a wink, before leaping inside the house as fast as he could once Simon opened the door.
"Perhaps…" Or maybe I got shagged in my 'nottie'… Simon smirked slightly at the thought, and Nathan, upon seeing this, felt a twinge in his chest.
Ow… He thought and rubbed where it hurt.
Simon walked into his place and switched on the kettle. Nothing better than a hot cup of Yorkshire tea after a night of tantric sex… He thought, internally laughing at himself.
"Look, Simon…" Nathan said, following him into the kitchen, his face awkward all of a sudden. "You really should give my your number, I was kinda worried earlier…"
Simon looked at Nathan as he placed a teabag into a cup. "Oh… sure…" He grabbed his phone, and placed it on the side. "Put your number in my phone and I'll ring you mine…" He said softly, before the kettle clicked and the water boiled rather violently. He put water into the cup and swirled the bag around with the tip of his fingers, as he felt elation run though him.
Nathan's giving me his number! He thought, and burned himself on the water slightly. "Ow…" He said and sucked his finger, the bitter taste of tea without milk making him grimace. He then opened the fridge and pored some milk into the cup, glancing at Nathan once he was done.
Nathan's face was scrunched up in concentration as he keyed in the numbers and his name into Simons phone.
Simon smiled lovingly towards Nathan's averted face, before he began to drink his tea.
"There you go…" Nathan said with a smile as he handed over Simon's phone to him. "Your phone is now 20% cooler than it was previously." He chuckled. "You're welcome, weird kid…" He added before running off.
Simon heard the shower running, and his mouth froze upon the cup. He closed his eyes. He'd never spied on Nathan in the shower, he'd feared doing it, though he'd longed to with all his being, and now wasn't going to be any different… right?
HeHeHe He shook off his perverted thoughts and through his clothing in the washing. His shirt and jeans were covered in dirt.
He listened out and heard Nathan singing in the shower.
"I'm sexy and I know it!~" Nathan belted from under the shower head.
Simon giggled to himself and inched closer to the bathroom, his eyes wide as he noticed that the door wasn't fully closed. He could see a sliver of Nathans naked body as he danced to the song he sung and applied soapy lather to his body, the water cascading down him, his hair flattened to his skull sexily.
Simons breath caught in his throat as he caught a glimpse of Nathans bits. Not as powerful looking or as intimidating as the man he'd been with tonight, but still… it was a nice penis indeed.
It looked so soft… Simons hands twitched as he looked at Nathan through the door, his breath caught and his eyes wide. He felt desire pool in his loins and closed his eyes abruptly.
"Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle~" Simon opened his eyes in time to see Nathan wiggling his ass to the tune.
"Fuck…" Simon whispered and walked into his bedroom, hastily ripping off his pants, and touching himself, trying to rid himself of his feverish desire, before falling onto the bed on all fours, before he lay down, all the while stroking his shaft.
"Why…?" He mumbled, eyes closed, as he thought of Nathan wiggling his ass. Why did he want Nathan so much?
He imagined kissing Nathan, his hand sliding over Nathans lathered body, and his hand tightened around himself slightly, as he became caught up in the eroticism of the picture in his head. Nathans lean body pressed into his, their tongues merging and dancing together, hands searching, gasps, bites, playful slaps. Simon groaned as he felt his arousal peak, and his hand moved faster and with more urgency than before. Nathan entering his wet body in the shower from behind, pressing him into the cold tile as he thrust and thrust into Simons ass…
Simon shuddered and gasped, and pleasure erupted as wet, warm stickiness flooded into his hand.
"S-shit…" He mumbled, the aftermath of his orgasm making him limp all over.
"Simon, I just wanted to… oh dear Lord…" Nathan said as he entered Simons room, seeing Simon lying there, naked on the sheets with a handful of cum, looking sexily sated and all flushed from pleasure.
"N-Nathan…?" Simon mumbled, his dick quivering slightly at the sight of him in a towel. "What…?"
