To Tame a Demon

Scud felt like a complete pussy. He just couldn't seem to stop the tears.” “I'm sorry Drake.” Drake held Scud as the young man shed quiet tears. “I haven't heard anyone say that to me since my mom died. She was the only one that ever loved me.”

“I love you now, Josh Frohmeyer. You do for me what no one else can, you calm the storm inside of me, you keep the demon at bay. You annoy me no end, and then amuse me until my annoyance is gone.” Drake tilted Scud's tear stained face to him before doing something he had never done. He pressed his mouth against Scud's, gently brushing his lips against Scud's and lightly tracing his tongue along his lips until they parted. Drake deepened the kiss, his tongue twining with Scud's until he heard the young man moan.

“If you weren't sore right now I would make love to you.” Drake whispered.

“I'm not that sore.” Scud told him “I want you to. For once I want to be touched by someone knowing that they care and not because they consider me some sex toy that happens to just be alive.”

Drake pressed another kiss to Scud's mouth and laid him back against the pillows. He spread Scud's legs, and knelt between them looking at the body laid out before him.

“You are beautiful.” Drake said reaching out to touch the unmarred flesh of Scud's stomach. Scud couldn't stop the slight tension in his body as he felt Drake's touch. Drake stroked the perfect skin before leaning forward to press his lips against Scud's trembling flesh. Leaning back on his heels he placed his palms on Scud's stomach and ran his hands down across Scud's hips avoiding his cock.

“Please.” Scud begged locking eyes with the older man.

Drake smiled as he used the tips of his fingers to lift Scud's balls, testing their weight and rolling them gently within their sack. He used his right hand to trail his fingers along the underside of Scud's shaft. Reaching the head, he brushed his thumb across the tip. “Why do parents choose to mutilate their son's in such a manner?” He questioned gently tracing the leaking slit he found there. “Circumcision is a barbaric practice.”

Drake grabbed the tube of lube and coated his fingers transferring the slick oil to Scud's opening before stretching his body out alongside his lover. Increasing the pressure his slipped his finger inside, pressing his lips to Scud's and drinking in the slight hiss that escaped Scud's lips.

Scud slipped his arms around Drake's neck and returned the kiss trying to tell Drake with his lips how much the gentle touches were appreciated. When Drake slipped a second finger inside Scud couldn't stop the small cry of pain.

“You are sore.” Drake said starting to pull away.

“No please don't stop.” Scud begged. “I've been through much worse when I didn't want to. I want to feel you inside me. I can take it Drake, for you, because you love me. Enough foreplay already.”

Drake claimed Scud's lips again and shifted his weight so he was nestled between his legs. He pressed against the tight entrance and lifted his head. He slowly pressed forward, watching as his lover's face reflected his discomfort.

“All of it.” Scud demanded. “Please. It doesn't hurt that bad.”

Drake pushed forward completely filling the young man and leaning down to whisper against his lips. “Liar.”

“No, A little pain is nothing Drake. Not compared to knowing that you love me. If I have to suffer a little discomfort, I will. Now please move. I want to please you as much as you have pleased me.” Scud said squirming his hips.

Drake tried to hold back but Scud wouldn't let him. The young man wiggled, rolled his hips and did everything humanly possibly to increase the friction. Drake gave up trying and grabbed Scud's hips tilting them to just the right angle to keep constant pressure on Scud's prostate.

Scud had long since given in. The constant stimulation coupled with the sound of three little words echoing in his head had him on the edge. “Please Drake.” Scud was whining. “Please oh please.”

Drake reached between their bodies wrapping his hand around Scud's cock. Scud once again saw stars this time from his orgasm. Feeling Scud tighten around him sent Drake over the edge as he held Scud's hips and held himself as deep as he could pumping his seen into his lover.

Scud wrapped his arms around Drake and snuggled closer, sighed and closed his eyes. He was happy for the first time he could remember since his mother was still alive.

****

“It was Drake.” Abby said. “He survived the Daystar Virus. I say we go right back there now and kill the son of a bitch.”

“Blade , you know how often I'm serious.” Hannibal King said, “And I'm serious when I say Abby is right. We know where he is we should kill him now.”

“No. Drake wants to talk, I'll talk.” Blade said. “The virus should have killed him and it didn't. A silver tipped arrow should have killed Hassan and it didn't. I want to know why.”

“You can't be serious Blade. If we kill him we can kill them all.” Hannibal said.

“Are you sure of that? You were sure that Daystar would kill him too. And we all saw his dead body but I just got an invitation to lunch from him.” Blade glared at Hannibal. “I think you might want to start treating those theories of yours as just that, theories.”