Date: Sat, 30 Mar 2002 12:42:31 -0800 (PST) From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Chronicles of a Real Dark Knight 26 Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent chapters, will have celebrities in it. I have no knowledge of their sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality. This is all from my own mind. Scary!! People actually get a glimpse into my mind!!! Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox. Batman, and all related characters created by Bob Kane. Copyright DC Comics and Warner Bros. X-MEN, and all related characters created by Stan Lee. Copyright Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox. Talamasca, Lestat, Louis, and all related characters created by Anne Rice. Copyright Anne O'Brien Rice. I don't know for sure if I will use all the above elements, but just in case, I have myself covered. In this story, which has been floating around in my head most of my life, you will find many universes merging, as the above copyrights reveal. I hope you all enjoy this. I appreciate any feedback that you may want to give. This story doesn't deal so much with sex, sex, sex, but more of my feelings that I struggled with and am starting to come to terms with. Part of his background is mine. I do hope that you enjoy it!!! Any emails you send, please tell me what chapter and story you are commenting on. Thanks. jmsotc@yahoo.com Chapter 26 When I Fall In Love I looked out as the sun was setting. The world seemed like such a horribly scary place. I felt so unsteady and insecure, even in the house that Christian shared with me. No wonder children develop their understanding of the world the way they do. If they had a concept of how vast the world is at such a young age, they would feel as overwhelmed as I did. Part of me began to question how I knew such developmental things about children when Christian walked into the room. I turned to him as he came up to me. He put his hand on my shoulders. "Hi," he said. "Hi," I answered. He leaned in to me and kissed me full on the lips. I reciprocated. "How was your day?" he asked. "Okay. A bit scary though." "Scary? How so?" His look was one of major concern, as if my fear might be an overwhelming fear, almost terror. "Oh, nothing to be concerned of. I was looking out at the countryside and couldn't believe the vastness of the world. It's overwhelming and scary. I feel so small and insignificant." "You're not insignificant. Not to me." Christian leaned in and kissed me again. "I have plans for us tonight." "Really? Doing what?" "We are going out to dinner." "And after that?" "After that is nothing but romance and relaxation." "You are so cute when you're romantic." Christian grinned at me. "I'm going to shower. Want to help me?" "No thanks. I think I need time before I get sexual again...with anybody." "Understandable." Christian disappeared into the bathroom. About fifteen minutes later, he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. His body glistened with condensation and his hair was damp. He looked so sexy and stimulated my lower regions. "Shower's all clear. Your turn." "Thanks." I headed into the shower and cleaned myself up. When I came out, Christian had yet to leave his room. I went into my room and saw a brand new tuxedo hanging up in the closet. A note was attached to the suit. It said "To Eric from Christian." I smiled to myself and dressed. When I came out, Christian was standing in the living room in a black tuxedo. He looked so handsome and debonair. "Do you like it?" Christian said to me referring to his tuxedo he was wearing. "Yep," I said nodding profusely. "I thought so. That grin on your face went from ear to ear." I laughed. "You look great, too," he said coming up to me putting his arms around me. I felt self-conscious though. My face was scarred up pretty bad. The gorgeousness of my tuxedo and Christian made me feel very ugly. I turned my face away. "What's wrong?" Christian asked. "I just...have a hard time believing I'm attractive...with my face and everything." "Why? You are attractive. And you have a beautiful soul. Guys like me would kill to have a soul like yours." Immediately Christian became quiet at the statement. "You have a wonderful soul, Christian. You have taken care of me and have helped me through my amnesia. You must love me a great deal to do that." "Come on," he said, changing the subject. "Dinner awaits." Christian put his arm out for me to take. I did and he escorted me to the street. He hailed a taxicab and had it take us to a very elegant restaurant. We sat at a table in candlelight eating and smiling at each other. Something inside me stirred. I reached out my hand and took Christian's into mine. He smiled. When dinner was over, we took a cab to a nearby park where they offer midnight carriage rides. Christian paid for one and we climbed in. As we rode, I felt his arm around me. I turned to cuddle with him and he pulled me close. I rested my head on his shoulder. As the carriage rode, I looked up at the stars. They were so beautiful. "I love you, Christian." "I love you, Eric." We sat quiet and I could hear his heart beating. It was beating rather quickly, which surprised me. I found the moment very peaceful and calming. The carriage ride took us to the center of the park. There we got off and found a small patio that was unoccupied. Music could be heard through speakers put in the ground. He took me to the center and held out his hand. "May I have this dance?" "Of course." I put my hand in his and wrapped my arm around his neck. He put his free hand around my waist. The song that was playing was "When I Fall In Love" by Celine Dion and Clive Griffin When I fall in love It will be forever Or I'll never fall in love In a restless world Like this is Love is ended before it's begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem to cool in the warmth Of the sun When I give my heart It will be completely Or I'll never give my heart And the moment I can feel that you Feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you As the song ended, Christian leaned into me and kissed me passionately. I pulled him tightly into me, wanting to feel his body against mine. Christian couldn't believe what was happening. The man he dreamed of each night since meeting him was here in his arms kissing him. This excited him so much. His heart pounded with excitement and anticipation. But part of him was apprehensive, too. Christian could not get out of his mind what had happened with Macai, the demon. He gave Christian Eric, so long as he would keep Eric from getting too involved in Macai's business. Christian did not know why Eric would be such a threat to a demon so old and powerful, but he was happy to oblige. He felt corrupted, though. He had to keep Eric's past a secret. He couldn't tell Eric about Lance or his life in America. This is what bothered him. He felt as if he was taking advantage of Eric's amnesia, which he was. Part of him wished that he could turn off his conscience. It's the only thing that has kept him from being more intimate with Eric. Though after tonight it would be difficult to keep himself from having sex with Eric. Eric said he loved him. As much as he has heard others say that to him, he knew it meant nothing. With Eric saying it, he could almost feel Eric's love flowing to him with his words, his look, his touch. That drove Christian onward. "Let's go home," Christian said in a whisper in my ear. I nodded in agreement and followed his lead back to the carriage. It took us back to the main streets where we caught a cab back to the house. Christian took my hand after closing the door and locking it. I could feel his heart pounding through his hand. He reached his hand up and caressed my face. My heart pounded in anticipation. I never had anyone touch me like that before, at least as far as I could remember. And the first person who should touch me that way was a very attractive celebrity. My knees turned to Jell-o. Christian leaned forward and kissed my disfigured cheek. He moved up to my brow and kissed my distorted forehead, then to the top of my hairless head. His right hand caressed my ear left ear while his left hand held the back of my neck. He was in control and I wanted it that way. I was too nervous to do anything else. Christian's gentleness made it easy to give over to his caress and love. Christian moved down to my lips and kissed me again. Then his lips made their way down to my neck. Slowly, Christian's hand took my tie and untied it ever so gently. I could barely feel the movement. Christian stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes. His eyes shined so bright. I smiled at him and nodded giving him the "go-ahead" to whatever was on his mind. The whole time I was with him it was as if he waited my permission to get closer and closer to me, never forcing an intrusion on my life, waiting for the door to be open to him. Christian finally untied my tie and it hung loosely around my neck. His fingers moved to the top buttons on my white shirt and opened them. I moved my hands to his tie, but I shook with nervousness so bad I couldn't do it. Christian smiled at me, and without a word, untied his own tie. He pulled it off and tossed it onto the nightstand. I then unbuttoned his shirt. I looked up at him nervously and he nodded at me, giving me permission to explore and do whatever came to mind to do. My hands moved to his shoulders underneath his jacket and I slipped it off his shoulders. The tuxedo jacket fell to our feet. Christian's turn came and he did the same to my jacket. Then he moved to my suspenders and slid them off my shoulders as well. His hands finished unbuttoning my shirt. He pulled the shirt out of my waistband and slid it off my arms as well. It fell to the floor joining our jackets. I tried to finish unbuttoning his shirt but I was too nervous. My fingers wouldn't work. Christian did not take offense. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. I stared at his ripped body through the t-shirt and to my amazement this stimulated me. I definitely had an attraction toward men. This proved it. Christian smiled at my widened-eyes. He moved to my t-shirt and pulled it over my head. His right hand reached out and kneaded my chest, my nipples. His other hand moved to my tuxedo pants and unbuttoned them. They fell to the floor. Christian moved me over to his bed and sat me down. Kneeling before me, he reached down, took off my shoes and socks, and pulled off my pants completely. He moved up caressing my legs, working his fingers to my erect member. The front of my underwear was wet with the stimulation he was giving me. His tongue darted out of my mouth and lapped at the wet spot. Then he stood up. His hands pulled off his t-shirt, unbuttoned and dropped his pants. The front of his underwear tented out extremely. I was amazed at his size. To my knowledge, I had never seen anyone so large before. But to my knowledge, mine was the only one I had ever seen and had any point of comparison. He knelt down again. I heard him untying his shoes and pulling them off, along with his socks, pants and his underwear. When he stood up he was completely naked and his erogenous member pointed upward toward his belly button. He must have been extremely stimulated for it to point up toward his chest while him standing up. Christian came forward and I moved further back on the bed. He turned me so my head was on the pillow, my legs spread out. His knees rested between my legs and he moved forward lying on top of me. He began grinding against me and his lips met mine. For a few minutes that was all we did, grind and kiss. Then, Christian worked his way down my body kissing and nibbling. His tongue caressed my belly button then moved to my waistband. His teeth took the elastic in and he pulled my underwear off with is teeth. When he moved up, he took my swollen hardness in his hand and stroked it ever so slowly, working the precum up and down the shaft. His tongue darted out and licked my shaft, then the head. Every nerve in my body exploded with sensation. To my astonishment, his lips encased the head and slowly descended down the shaft until his nose was buried in the hair at the base. I felt his tongue escape his mouth and caress my balls. It was overwhelming. His head bobbed for several minutes on me, working me more and more. I experienced sensations I had never felt before. Then, ever so gently he pulled off and moved my legs further apart. I entered a new realm of experience as his tongue found my hole. With perfect movement, he licked and lapped and caressed me, moistening me, relaxing me and sending new waves of stimulation throughout my body. His hand reached up and took my engorgement stroking it steadily as he worked my hole. A few minutes longer and he pulled off. His eyes met mine and for the first time I saw something different in his eyes. The love I had seen before was there, but also a new look, one that I could only describe as primal. Urges were taking charge of him, urges natural to all living creatures, but found in a certain in humanity. It could only be described as intense desire and need for satisfaction. I smiled at him, hoping to find a smile in return. He did smile at me. I wanted to please him the way he pleased me. I reached down and caressed his cheek, his shoulder. Then I pulled him up to meet me for a kiss. I tasted myself in his mouth. It was thrilling. I pushed him to stand up on his knees. He did so. I turned around and moved my face between his legs. I reached up and touched his large erection and felt the precum all over. It glistened in the moonlight. My hand encased the base and my lips moved to envelop his head. I had the strangest sensation. The taste, the texture thrilled me, but there was also some type of familiarity with it. It was very strange to be doing something I had no memory of doing before, yet sensing familiarity with the same activity. I bobbed my head and felt the same thing rising in me that I saw in Christian's eyes. The primal urges, the desire for satisfaction. My blood boiled with the rising of this inner beast and I feasted upon him, sucking, swallowing, moaning on him. Christian began moaning as well followed by soft whispers of "Oh my God! Oh, God! Yes!" I desired this man. I wanted to taste every inch of him, to handle every part of him in my mouth. I lifted off and his cock flipped back to slap his stomach. He looked down at me with a longing for me to me continue. I looked into his eyes. He seemed to recognize the look I had with the feeling behind it. I moved up and licked his washboard abs, teased his belly button with my tongue. I moved to his hardened nipples and took them into my mouth. He gasped as I sucked on them like one sucking on a milkshake straw trying to get the sweetness out. I moved up and kissed his neck. My legs moved to either side of his thin waist and I clamped my knees around them. I moved up and sat up. Looking down between my legs I saw my wet cock resting on his large wet cock. I took both into one hand and began to stroke them both together, our precum mixing together creating a sticky orgiastic lubricant. Then I released them and lifted myself off Christian. I looked into his eyes and grasped his cock, pulling it away from his body. The pull the muscle that kept it against his body was strong. It was so hard. Christian was so horny. His eyes seemed to scream "Yes" at me. I pulled it back and moved the head to my hole. I lifted up giving him a good look at what I was doing. He nodded and breathed heavily. I lowered myself and felt his head pressing against my hole. I pushed down and felt him enter me. I kept going wanting all of it in me. His dick pushed against something inside me that moved me into pure ecstasy. I felt myself fill up and then, suddenly, felt his hairs tickling my cheeks. Back and forth I moved, up and down. Christian's eyes closed and his breathing became labored. I leaned forward and kissed him, then moved to his nipples and licked and sucked on them. My hands caressed his stomach, his sides. My hands moved along his defined arms and found his hands. Our fingers interlocked and I kept up my motion, pleasuring him and myself. His dick kept hitting that spot, caressing it, pushing it, making it scream in pleasure. It mounted in both of us. Christian started making noised louder than the moans. He was grunting, say "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." over and over, getting louder and louder. I felt his cock swell more and more until finally his eyes clenched tightly shut, his hands squeezed down on my hands and his dick exploded inside me. The pressure from his orgasm hit button with its wetness. His cock pulsed inside me rubbing my pleasure spot inside until it pushed me over the edge. I exploded all over his stomach and chest, showering his outsides as he bathed my insides. I collapsed on him and just held him. His arms reached around and enveloped me, holding me close. I lay my head on his wet, sticky chest, listening to his heart pounding. The steady rhythm rocked me to sleep. To Be Continued... Eric and Christian had sex. Eric sensed a familiarity to it. More to come. Questions and comments are welcome and encouraged.