Valek was dreaming again. He recognized it because again, he was just a spectator to the scene unfolding before him, plus the edges of his vision were very blurred, as though fog settled around his peripheral vision. Also, if he tried to look at something really hard, the clothes of the people around him, the setting, it blurred. The dream seemed determined not to give him a clue as to the time frame. From what Valek could tell he was in a tavern, and those accursed candles lined the walls and sat on tables. He saw Leopold, a pale spectator sitting in the dark, the candle on his table blown out. He was again much older than his current teenage years, but he was still a golden haired beauty. He was watching something, or someone. Valek turned, or was turned, to see what Leopold watched so intently. Valek saw himself, even younger now than in the last dream. He was scantly clad, and he was walking around the tavern, collecting empty glasses to be refilled or washed. Someone grabbed the boy Valek's wrist suddenly and pulled him toward him. He pinched the boys face in his large, dirty hand, eyeing the boy. The boy looked very unhappy about this, but he remained still. Then the man leaned forward, meaning to kiss the child! Someone, do something! Suddenly, Leopold was there. He grabbed the mans dirty hand and jerked him away from the boy. The boy jumped back in fear, pressed himself against the tavern wall. The man was highly upset, but the look of anger in his dirty face was no where near as frightening as the look of hate on Leopolds. Valek had never seen such a face! It could strike fear into Hercules himself. The dirty man went for something, a knife probably, but Leopold was faster. He grabbed the man by the neck and threw him back onto the table. Then a heavy man was between them, telling them to stop fighting, or take it outside. The dirty man left then, but Leopold turned to the frightened Valek. The spectator could see him better now, he was dressed richly, but very old fashioned. He wore a cape of brown wool, but it was clasped with brilliant blue stone. Leopold knelt before the boy and spoke to him. The spectator heard the voice as though it were whispered into his own ear. "Be not afraid little one, I'm not here to hurt you." The boy was trembling. "You... you saved me from that dirty old man. Is there... is there something you want me to do for you?"Suddenly, the spectator was looking up at Leopold. Valek had been transported into his own body! But still, all he could do was watch, and listen.
Leopold smiled warmly, comfortingly. The boys trembling ceased. "I want nothing you don't want to offer. Come, talk with for a while." Leopold held out a hand, and the boy took it. Leopold led Valek into the darkness, and the spectator was left by the wall. Then the candles brightened again, much quicker this time, and Valek could feel the heat of their flames, choked on the smoke. The scene caught fire, and the fire smothered Valek.
Valek startled awake, and looked around. He was in his bedroom. He must have fallen asleep while he watched Leopold. The boy was gone, the covers tossed back from the bed. Valek stood, a little shaky at first, but that faded. He ran a hand through his dark hair, only slightly damp this time, and wiped his brow with the sleeve of his shirt. He exited the room, searching for his beloved. He found him standing by the large window in Valeks living room. He was still only in Valek's white cotton shirt, which ended about mid thigh on Leopold. Leopold turned to Valek. The shirt hung open about the middle of Leopolds chest. He was every gay mans dream.
"There's nothing to do here, you have no television, no radio. What do you do all day here?" Leopold was bored.
"Most of my days are not spent here. Usually, I'm too busy to sit around and watch television. I do have some books, though."
"Busy? With what? Are you going to be leaving??"
Valek smiled. "No, I've taken a small vacation to take care of you."
"Oh. Well, your hardly doing your job." Valek raised a brow. Leopold continued. "Here I am, supposed to be resting, but how can I rest if I'm bored out of my mind?"
"Well, what would you like to do, Leopold?"
Leopold grinned, and shifted his weight on one hip suggestively. It was an invitation. "I think we can think of something." Leopold closed the distance between himself and Valek, slipping his arms around the mans torso. Valek obliged, happily, wrapping his own arms around Leopolds smaller body, hands caressing Leopolds back. Leopold locked his lips on Valeks, passionately. Valek felt Leopolds tongue explore his mouth, hungerily. Oh my god... Valeks hands slipped up and down along the cloth covering Leopolds back. To think, the only thing separating them were a few layers of cloth, a few air pockets. This is wrong, Valek, and you know it. The thought startled Valek and he opened his eyes, pleaded with himself. It's not wrong if he wants it. Oh god, I can feel exactly how much he wants this! Valek removed his lips from Leopolds and moved to the boy's ear. He licked it and felt the boy tremble in his embrace. Then he worked his way down Leopolds neck. It's a sin, and you know it. Valek almost bit his own tongue in frustration. I don't care. I want him and he wants me! There's nothing going to stand between us. Except me. Valek sighed, resigning. Leopold backed to look at him. "It's wrong, my darling." "Horse shit!" Valek blinked. Leopold looked positively furious. He has seen the same expression on the same face, only years older just ten minutes ago. "Valek, you can't keep doing this to me. Your hot, then cold, then hot, then cold again. Make up your fucking mind." Valek looked to the younger man, he didn't know what to do. "I can't my love. I can't." Valek pulled away from Leopold and sat on the edge of the couch, his elbows on his knees, his fingers to his temples. Valek heard Leopold move around behind him, then felt the boys warm fingers on his neck muscles. They caressed the tendons with loving care.
"Then let me make your mind up for you," Leopold whispered. He leaned down and Valek felt warm lips on his neck, a wet tongue, a teasing graze of teeth. And he submitted to his dark desires.
******** WARNING! Explicit sex scene coming up. If you don't want to read about two men physically pleasing each other, stop reading here and go to the next page (not yet available). You've officially been warned. ********
Valek turned and opened his arms to Leopold, and the boy climbed over the back of the couch and into Valek's lap. Leopolds knees stradled Valek's hips, and as Valek slide his finger up Leopolds thighs, he felt exactly how bare the boy was under the shirt he wore. Valek leaned forward and kissed Leopolds bare collar bone, down his chest, until his lips met the cotton of the cloth, but Leopold was ready for this. Imidiately, he grabbed the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over his head. Any doubt of proceeding was vanquished from Valeks mind as he stared at the younger man completely naked for the first time. His chest muscles were tight, as were the ripples in his stomach. Valeks gaze roamed even farther down, to meet with the sight of Leopolds rock hard manhood. Leopold set his hands on Valeks chest and gently pushed him down to lay on the couch. Valek obliged. Leopold slid Valeks shirt up to expose his stomach, then leaned over and placed a loving kiss just above Valeks naval. Valek lay his head back and submitted to Leopolds affections. Leopold placed a kiss below Valeks naval, and then Valek felt his pants being undone. "No, we shouldn't!" Valek began to sit up, but Leopold calmly, but firmly pushed him back down. "Shh, Valek. Just lay back and let me take care of everything." Valek obeyed and settled back again. He allowed Leopold to pull the pants off of him, then moaned quietly as Leopold began to fondle his penis. Valek almost swallowed his tongue when he felt Leopolds warm, wet mouth slide over his shaft. To be so young, the boy knew what he was doing, and soon had Valek writhing and grasping the leather of the couch. So enrapt with ectasy, Valek didn't even realize he was bumping his hips in time with Leopolds sucks. "Stop, my darling, stop!" Leopolds obeyed and looked up, confused. "Come here, Leo, and turn around." The boy caught on quickly and moved himself over Valek as instructed. Valek reached up and ran his hands over Leopolds smooth hips, his chubby cheeks. He pulled the boy down into his own mouth, and inhaled the boys shaft as he felt Leopolds lips sliding over his own again. He was so warm, and he tasted so good. The two of them proceeded in this manner until Valek came, right inside Leopolds mouth! The boy didn't seem to mind, and even licked what drops of cum escaped his mouth. Valek caressed the boys penis with his tongue, and felt Leopold shudder. Valek sucked and caressed and licked and teased. Leopold tried pulling his hips away from Valek, but Valek held tight to the boys ass cheeks, and held him there. Valek heard the boy moan, and whisper Valeks name a few times. "Valek, I'm cumming!" Still Valek held the boy there, and felt the warm, thick, saltly liquid fill his mouth and slide down his throat. Leopold was delicious! Valek sucked on Leopolds shaft, even after having cleaned it dry. Leopold shuddered and bucked and begged Valek to stop. Finally, reluctantly, he let the boy pull his manhood from Valeks mouth, teasingly slow. Leopold sat up, his legs still straddling Valeks face. The boy was covered in sweat. A Greecian god of fertility. Valek reached up and slipped a hand between Leopolds legs, caressed the boys sac. Leopold jumped away from Valek. "Stop that! It tickles!" Valek grinned maliciously. "Really?" Valek got off his back and quickly moved atop the boy, even as Leopold realised to late what Valek was doing and tried to jump from the couch. "Valek! You jerk, don't do it!" "Don't do what, dearest?" Valek grabbed the back of Leopolds knees and forced them up by his chest. The boy struggled, giggling and cursing in the same breath. "Damnit, I said stop!" "Speak up, my love, I can't hear you." Valek held Leopolds legs there with one arm, and with the other he slid his hand over Leopolds wet thigh. "Valek!!" "Yes?" Valek looked to Leopold innocently as he slipped one finger between Leopolds cheeks. The boy gasped, and was unable to do much more than that. Valek slides his fingers along Leo's entrance, but did not penetrate him. "Oh god, Valek, fuck me! Fuck me!" Leopold sounded desparate for it. Valek released Leopold and removed his hand from the boys bottom, moved between his legs to rest atop of him. He petted Leopolds blonde hair. "I don't 'fuck' people, my darling, I 'love' them. But not tonight, it's still to soon. And no protests!" Valek silenced Leopold with a finger to the boys lips. "You've had your fun today, now rest." Leopold reluctantly obeyed, and settled down to sleep. Valek rested his own head on Leopolds chest, and just listened to the boy breath.
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