The Lakehouse
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Chapter 1
The man had made the bargain because he needed the money and the creatures
had accepted because they were hungry. The man had everything they needed
to be sated. He ran a home for boys on the edge of the woods -- the woods
were enchanted, said the boys; the woods were haunted said the others. The
boys were orphans or castaways -- families with too many mouths to feed.
The man, who saw the irony in this, made the bargain years ago, and after
so long, began only accepting particular boys -- ones he knew the creatures
who came from the woods at night would prefer.
The class of boy who typically lived in the home had acquired a uniformity
now: all were slender, fair-skinned and clear-faced, fine boned, aged
between 14 and 20. There were a half dozen living there now; they all slept
upstairs in the attic with the wide windows and broad skylights. The man
would sometimes watch the creatures as they fed.
The boys all wore the same manner of sleepwear -- a type of loin cloth with
an elastic band at the waist, like the ones shown in illustrations of
savages. A couple boys would always joke about how this made for an easy
cleanup after wet dreams, but once the boys came to live in the home, they
soon realized they never had any messes to clean in the morning, and just
as quickly paid it no mind.
The creatures could be heard on the roof, quietly pulling open the windowed
skylights, silent as shadows slipping into the room. Tonight there were
eight of them. They would stay until each had fed at least once. Some
nights only three or four might arrive; one night nineteen had crowded the
attic, all of them needing to feed--it had been close to dawn when they
had left. Nineteen creatures, six boys ... the boys had all drowsed that
next day away, none comprehending why they felt so depleted.
The man sometimes called the creatures succubi, because he didn't quite
know what else to call them. They were roughly humonoid, smooth and pale
all over, impossibly long limbed, almost spider-like. Their heads were
small with large ovoid eyes; their mouths were puckered orifices, totally
circular. They padded between the beds of the boys, each breathing heavily
in sleep, unwakable. The creatures, all but two, took their positions near
the heads of each boy and crouching down, swiftly drew back the bedsheets
from each. The boys had all shifted in their sleep just as the creatures
had settled over them, an unconscous action, all rolling over or
re-positioning to be flat on their backs, arms straight at their sides. The
creatures exerted some inscrutible power over their sleeping charges --
none ever awoke during feedings. In all his times observing this ritual,
the man had never seen any different.
The man sat next to one of the boys on the opposite side of the
creature. The succubi never seemed to mind being observed by the man. He
took in the scene before him: six boys, all taut, lightly muscled from
youth, lanky legs and arms, shoulders sharp-boned, hips poking out, flat
stomachs; six succubi perched next to them, spider-leg arms with long
fingered hands efficiently pulling aside the flaps of each boy's covering.
The boy the man sat near was the tallest of the bunch, nearly sixteen now,
black hair that fell across his brow, eyes green had they been open.This
boy had the longest legs the man could recall of any of the boys who'd
lived there -- thin, but wired like a colt's. The boy's pubic hair was
really just feathered wisps, but his penis was already mature: very smooth,
as were the boy's balls, which were already the size of a man's fist. The
creature had taken the soft penis in its fingertips, it's other hand flat
and gentle as a leaf on the boy's stomach. The creature ran it's fingertips
over the length of the boy's shaft, lingered at the tip, twisted over the
glans. It's other hand probed and hefted the boy's ballsac--the boy
inhaled sharply in his sleep but did not waken. His penis began to respond
in the way of all teenaged boys who are touched in this way. The succubus
kept stroking and gently pulling on the boy's penis, twirling it's
fingertips over the shaft and head until it was fully erect. Curving up
over the boy's abdomen, his erection pulsing in time to his heartbeat, the
man thought again of a young horse. The creature bent it's head down
parallel and opened it's mouth. The succubi mouth was actually like a
sheath--it extended out over a foot from the orifice, was four inches or
so in girth and nearly translucent. The creature held the boy's penis in
position as it's proboscis opened and slid over the glans, down the shaft
and flush with the root. The boy's breathing became heavier, louder. The
sheath remained fixed over the boy's organ, but inside, powerful muscles
pulsed and slid and twisted, intensely stimulating the boy. The man watched
the boy's penis flex inside the proboscis, heard a very shallow
slurping. This continued for some minutes, the boy's breathing escalating,
his stomach heaving and pumping like a bellows. The boy's toes curled, his
hips and back arched slightly, he grunted twice. Inside the transulent tube
of the succubus feeder, the penis jerked and a spurt of milky cream shot
from the tip. A second, larger jolt of cum several inches long fired
rapidly out, the boy huffed; a third, fourth and fifth smaller ones came
next. The mouth slurped them all away; two more squirts issued out and were
carried off. The boy panted and his frame relaxed.
The man looked on as the succubi finished. Its nearly transparent snout
remained fixed to the boy like a vine; there was movement inside, some part
of it pressing onto the engorged urethral tube at the base of the penis and
rolling slowly up, squeezing out the last thick drops. The boy shifted, his
penis would be more sensitive now -- prolonged stimulation would cause
discomfort. The proboscis slid carefully off the deflating shaft, lingered
at the tip and recoiled inside its orifice. The boy's breathing eased.
The man decided to linger. Around him, the room echoed with soft pants,
tremulous sighs, hitching groans. The sounds of night at the home, the
sounds of slender boys milked. He moved to stand over another lad--a
short, very skinny boy with mousy brown hair and freckles. The youth's
stomach collapsed in and out, each exhalation exposing his ribs; already
his nearly hairless ballsac was pulled up tight, his penis -- smaller than
other boys' but well proportioned and circumsized like the others -- was
pale and so stiff it seemed to be cast in marble inside its tubular
feeder. The boy's head turned in his sleep and his jaw clenched, his bangs
shifted over his eyes. He breaths huffed and three quick spurts of cream so
close together as to appear as one uninterrupted stream appeared instantly
from the tip of his erection and connected with the quivering mouth of the
succubus. The remainder of his ejaculation seeped out in globs, the
suctioning tube whirled them away.
The man turned behind him at the sound of a loud exhalation and grunt --
another boy squirting his milk into the hungering creature feeding upon
him.
The boy nearest the window was only f******n, but he was very tall, nearly
the tallest. He was still not into his full growth; his ribs and chest
carried the leanest of muscling, his legs and arms were very thin and ended
in feet and hands that seemed two sizes too large. His ears stuck out, his
hair, wheat blonde, was long and flopped over his brow and into his
eyes. His lips were parted over teeth so white they seemed to glow. His
penis was perfectly symmetrical relative to his body, long like everything
on the boy, the cap was swollen and coloured like an apricot. The succubus
caressed each hemisphere of the boy's ample scrotum, balancing it with its
twig-like fingers. Inside its feeder, the boy's penis twitched. His
cheeks were very flushed, his nostrils flared, his hips began to buck and
make light thrusting motions. The succubus had to adjust itself to keep its
feeding duct positioned--the boy's penis jutted from between his legs
like a sundial.
There was no preceding intake of breath, no sharp gasp or grunt to mark the
beginning of ejaculation, just a splash of white that coated the length of
the sucking proboscis, and then a volley of shots popping one after
another, each one an abundance of solid pearly cream. The man tried to
count, knew he missed several even while noting at least ten. It seemed
impossible to produce so much. The succubus seemed barely able to keep up,
it's slurping was heard by the others; the two who waited to feed edged
closer to the bed as if to make their claim. The succubus gulped twice, a
motion that the man had rarely seen -- testamount to the copious volume it
had managed to milk from the boy.
The boy's orgasm ran its course and the succubus pressed the final drops of
pearlescent fluid from the shaft in slow, even pulls. The teenager's
breathing lost its ragged quality of the past minutes, his shoulders and
torso reclined; the creature withdrew. The man had not stayed so long
during a feeding in weeks, the previous time he had witnessed this
particular boy being milked was shortly after the lad had come to stay at
the home some months ago. He had easily grown several inches in that
interval and the quantity of fluid suctioned from him at previous feedings
had been much more modest. Tonight's climax seemed startling; even the
creature, emotionless and unreadable as always, displayed subtle
reaction. The man had not even noticed that the others had finished with
the remaining boys. Now all that remained was the two succubi who had yet
to feed -- each might wait twenty minutes or two hours before selecting a
boy. It had been made obvious though that this boy -- whose long penis now
d****d pliably over his patch of downy pubic hair and just past the band of
his loin flap -- this boy would be drunk from again tonight.
The man decided to retire for the evening and leave the creatures to the
last of their work. When he would awake before the boys in the morning, the
man would retrieve the small pouch of coins deposited at his front
doorstep.
It would be two more nights before the creatures returned.
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