Darkest Desires
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You get up and rattle the iron door that guards the portal to this room, dust motes sparkle silver in the moonlight above you, bringing your gaze to the bars on the window. It’s a long way up, but looks like your only avenue of escape, you crouch to try to jump and reach the bars, then surprise yourself with your dextrous leap as you grab hold of the bars. Bringing your knees up you pull as hard as you can, you strain with all your strength and are rewarded by a creak as the bars start to...
The day went by. Math was boring as always, and English was fun as it normally was for her. She had good teachers, but Math was never a subject she enjoyed. Video game club was her next destination. She started walking towards the den normally. (The den is what the students called the "theatre." They would show movies, music videos and such in there throughout the day.) But on Thursdays, it's used for Video game and Anime club. As I she was walking... she got this. Strange feeling like...
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Disclaimer: Strong gay BDSM themes,if either of these offend you please do not read any further. This is a story,remember in real life the importance that everything is safe, sane, and consentual.Please do not reproduce or republish this story without consent of the author. Chapter 1 Charlie went about His studio double checking all His equipment His heartslightly racing within His chest. He always got nervous before the big moment,but Charlie's dark eyes never showed the smallest trace of...
“I need to ask you something,” Robert says. “Ask away,” the girl replies almost in a singsong kind of way. “That’s first time, did you enjoy being fucked?” “Of course I did.” She answers biting her lip. The memories of losing her virginity come unbidden, making her squirm. “It hurt at first, but it felt a whole lot better after a bit. And the next day it barely hurt at all.” The soapy water sloshes gently in the tub that the girl occupies. Robert leans back on the toilet seat cover and...
His body is warm and strong and Cynthia finds herself leaning into him as he tightens his embrace. Robert caresses her head. “Back when you were my life, you gave me something that I could live for. Now everything’s changed, and you’re gone. But I’m still here with nothing to hold on to.” He closes his eyes, trying to stop the tears. Why should I hold on when there’s nothing to hold on to. Sex made me feel alive, but now I’m bored with mindless passion. Drugs were somewhere to hide, but...
The cool night air has a fresh crispness that only come after a day of purging rains and brooding clouds. Wrapped in a fluffy blanket, Connie sits on the marble slab, legs curled beneath her as she watches the man walking back from the car. His profile is lit by the headlights. Words have failed to express the complexity of his thoughts over the last week. So he has defaulted to sex as a means of release. The blanket is Connie’s need for comfort and modesty while she collects herself. After...
“No way,” he says. “That’s a line we’re not going to cross that line. Fucking in your parent’s house puts us on the fast track to being caught.” He stands on the balcony extended from her room. “Who said anything about a line?” Cynthia grins, stepping up next to him. “My mom is working late, and my dad won’t be home for a bit. There’s plenty of time for a quickie.” “You’re the school girl,” he murmurs, smirking sardonically. “I’m the teacher. I don’t fall for peer pressure. Besides, do you...
Robert feels a warm, smooth hand on his jaw. As his head is lifted, he opens his eyes to see Cynthia standing before him. His mouth opens to say something to her, but her finger presses to his lisp, quickly shutting him down. “I know your life is empty, and you hate to face this world alone. So you’re searching for an angel, someone who can make you whole. I cannot save you; I can’t even save myself, so just save yourself.” She sits down beside him, putting her head on his shoulder. “I know...
Blinking his eyes open, Robert lets out a harsh sigh. He is alone, and he hates it. Pushing up from the wet grass, he climbs to his feet, glancing at the body of the woman he was with last night. He doesn’t give her much thought as he trudges back toward his car. The lights are off, most likely the cause of a dead battery. But he’s not going anywhere. He is where he belongs. The door is already open. He never closed it last night. Sitting down in the seat, he looks into the rearview to see...
Robert rolls away from Connie’s lifeless body, trailing a long string of cum with him. He maneuvers into a sitting position. His feet just touch the grass at the bottom as he looks down into the hole. “I know I should have told you. I was so afraid you’d leave. And now there’s nothing left to say, well nothing that you’d believe. I never meant to hurt you with the things I couldn’t say. I promise you tomorrow, while denying you today.” He scoots completely off the tomb and steps away....
“Six o’clock in the morning, my head is ready to explode. I can’t believe I made it home alive. I don’t remember where I went or what I was drinking, and now it’s made me sick. And I’m not denying that I get this way when I try to get over you. I get this way when I try to get over you. Sometimes it hurts so much to lose the one you love.” Robert leans against the tree, his car a good five hundred feet away. The sun is just breaking over the trees, casting the woods into an eerie glow, like...
Robert returns home about three in the morning, a little drunk and a lot aroused. Carrie is lying on the bed and the way the moonlight comes through the window to filter over her creamy white flesh is the sexiest sight he has seen in a long time. The fact that she is pregnant aroused him more, yet at the same time disgusts him. It is why he went out drinking. It is why he has been going out every night to drink. Though the girl doesn’t know why he has suddenly begun drinking, she has her...
Robert settles against the door frame again. It has been another night of drinking. Carrie is lying in the bed, seemingly asleep. She doesn’t stir or even acknowledge the man like she did the past two nights. He sighs, slowly undoing his belt. “I keep breaking all the promises that I keep making to myself. You’d think by now that I’d be over this. Instead, I’m feeling sorry for myself. So why does everything seem desperate now? I should be feeling so alive. But it feels like something’s...
Robert rolls the vial of liquid around between his fingers. His mind coming back to the moment. He is alone in the car, alone in the cemetery. Connie’s motionless corpse right in his line of sight. He thinks about how it is too bad he won’t have time to bury her like he did Carrie. But at least she is at a cemetery and will be buried like Cynthia. He pops the cork from the top and puts the opening to his lips. Tilting his head back, he mind goes to back to Cynthia. “So this is where I say...
At the sight of her, Robert shifts on the seat lid, the bulge obvious in his pants. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips and she grabs her towel to swipe the excess bubbles clinging to her body away. She wraps herself up in the towel and begins to cry. He gestures for her to come to him. Cynthia pads over to the other side and his hands go to hers, capturing and covering them, the tears beginning to flow from his as well. “I know the tears you’re crying in your bed at night alone. I’ve cried...
Here Roberts finds himself on his knees before his father again. His pants are gathered at his ankles around his shoes. His shirt lays tosses aside on the floor. He wipes his nose with the back of his hand and pulls it away covered with blood from his nose. He looks down and sees that his blood has dripped onto his chest. It isn’t the first time, and it probably won’t be the last. The boy manages to kneel up and sit back on his heels. His chest is still heaving and he cannot stop crying, even...
Robert has stayed late at school again today. He tries to participate in any school activity or help out some teacher with something. He even gets in trouble for detention if it comes down to it. And he does it because his father is always waiting for him. But today it’s different. As soon as Robert comes through the door, he finds the house seemingly empty. He steps in, holding his breath. Usually his father is waiting for him when he steps into the house. Not this time. He drops his...
Robert slips down into the hole, a little wobbly from the effects of the poison in the vial as it does what it is supposed to do. A smile broadens as he looks over her. In one fluid movement, Cynthia is kneeling between his parted legs, wearing the most gorgeous dress ever. Her dark hair tumbles around her face, covering one eye as she smiles up at the man. She runs her hands down his bare chest and strokes his thighs, cooing in delight at his throbbing erection. “This is all mine, Daddy,”...
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