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The young, drunk construction worker staggered out of the Bourbon Street pool
hall at three in the morning, assured that the resilience of his strong body
would permit him to be walking the high beam at the construction site by seven,
with only a couple of hours of sleep. He headed east on Bourbon and used
Urselines to drop down to Chartres, where strong hands drug him into an alley
and threw him up against a brick wall in the dark.
He felt the sensation of being enveloped in a black cape and a bare breast
pushing him into the wall. More alarmingly, a huge cock was pushing at his
belly. The young man started to cry out, but his mouth was covered in a deep,
slobbery kiss. He immediately started to grow weak and to calm down as his mouth
was invaded by an intoxicating injection of saliva. Within a minute he was under
control and numb.
He felt long, slender hands go under his waistband at his butt cheeks and force
his pants and briefs down onto his thighs. Sharp nails slashed at and dug into
his buttocks, drawing blood, and causing pain, but pain that the young man
unaccountably felt detached from.
He was flipped around, and the strange man in the cape was crouched behind him,
licking and sucking at the wounds in his buttocks. He lay his cheek and the
palms of his hand against the wall and searched his brain, trying to connect the
threads through the effect of the drunkenness and saliva sedative that would
allow him to respond to this assault.
The man pulled the construction worker’s long, slender cock back between his
legs and started to suck him. The construction worker certainly had feeling
there, and this one was very pleasurable. The man expertly and quickly sucked
him off, inhaling all of the young semen he could find. Then the man’s lips and
tongue searched up into the fold between the construction worker’s balls and
where his left leg joined his groin. He pushed the construction worker’s left
knee up the wall to broaden the access, and the young man dumbly raised his leg
in compliance. The tongue found the throbbing vein, rushing young, healthy blood
around the construction worker’s body, and the man gently sank his teeth into
the vein and began to suck.
The construction worker felt the prick of the teeth, but there was no pain. He
did feel himself draining at a rate that should have alarmed him, but didn’t.
A flash of headlights from a passing car played across the wall and sent the
caped man careening off to the side, seeking darkness and covering himself with
his cloak.
Thinking the ordeal was over—or perhaps had never happened at all—the drunk and
drugged construction worker pulled up his pants, wandered out onto Chartres
Street, and continued his staggering journey to his little shotgun tumbling down
house with the peeling blue paint in the nearby Faubourg Marigny district.
When he reached home, he wandered back through the rooms to the room at the
back, his bedroom, where he just shucked his clothes and fell onto his back on
the bed, immediately falling into a deep sleep.
In his sleep, he had a very pleasant wet dream of receiving a deep-throated blow
job in which he came in profusion and in several explosions. He also had a
stranger dream of suckling a grown man at both breasts, and the face of this man
turned from middle age back to youth before his eyes. He also dreamt of his own
vitality slowly draining away from him.
He awoke, still in somewhat of a stupor, but his facilities and control
returning and quite agitated. He was on his stomach now, and he felt pain in his
right leg. Teeth were dug into the vein running near the surface in the crook of
his leg, behind the knee, and his blood was being sucked there, accompanied by
soft moans and mewing sounds.
The construction worker came up on his elbows, turned his head, muttered an
explicative, and started to jerk his leg away. A youngish, vaguely familiar man,
with a strong, well-cut torso, naked to the waist, his huge cock exposed through
an opening his black leather pants, rose up the construction worker’s body, a
black cape billowing out above him.
The man’s face flew to the construction worker’s head, and he turned the young
man’s face to him and covered the young man’s mouth with his. The young man
tried to resist, but the other man was much stronger now and forced his prey’s
lips apart and swabbed his mouth with a strong, searching tongue, transferring
the toxic, sedating saliva. The young man stopped resisting the kiss and calmed
down. His body relaxed and he collapsed down off his elbows. To ensure the venom
had done its work, the man snaked his hands under the construction worker’s
chest and dug his nails into already ravished nipples. The young man did not
jerk or lurch.
The now even-stronger and younger man lay there, stretched down the body of his
prey, his chest heaving and expanding. His cock was expanding too. The man lay
on top of the construction worker with his mammoth tool poised at the young
man’s asshole. With a little push, the huge pile driver entered. The young man
tried valiantly to adjust to accommodate, but that wasn’t going to be possible.
The man nestled his pelvis into the young man’s ass, and he slowly and
relentlessly sheathed his tool, sending it on its path of destruction up the
construction worker’s anal channel, drilling up, stretching beyond capability,
plunging past all possible accommodation, splitting, ripping, shredding.
At nine inches in, the man’s tongue started to probe the side of the
construction worker’s neck, probing for the throb of the carotid artery. The
young man tilted his head, stretching his neck to help make the artery pop out.
ten inches in, and the young man felt the other man’s chest muscles harden to
steel and expand. He could clearly feel the man’s taut nipples digging into his
back.
The man’s tongue found the carotid, and he sank his teeth into it and started to
suck with a contented sigh. His fingernails were shredding the young man’s
nipples and chest.
The unrelenting pile-driving cock jumped to eleven inches as the blood squirted
into the man’s mouth from the artery, and it ballooned another inch and a half,
causing blood to flow from inside the construction worker and to mix with his
vital body fluids and to wash over the caped predator’s cock.
The cock was in to the hilt at fourteen inches, but it was still growing,
exploring ever deeper, soaking up and gorging on the young man’s waning life.
The artery on that side collapsed, and the man quickly changed to the other side
of the neck, with the young man stretching his neck there as he had done before.
He did feel a pulse there, but it was weak. He sank his teeth in anyway and was
rewarded with a small trickle of blood.
The cock jumped to fifteen inches. All the construction worker could feel was a
weak pleasure, a oneness with his new lover and with that magnificent tool
between his legs. He could feel himself melting away, but that’s what he wanted
now. He knew he was finished. He wanted to melt down entirely into the blood and
body fluids his lover needed and to just swish down into that large slit at the
end of that monster dick head. To become one with his lover; to give his lover
exactly what he needed: renewed youth and vitality. And this was exactly what he
was giving.
The other artery collapsed, and the man started a long, strong ejaculation at
seventeen inches into the construction worker’s ravished body, mingling their
body fluids, becoming one. The rejuvenated man threw back his head and howled a
victory yell of a young, vigorous, virile man once more, while the construction
worker melted into nothingness.
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