Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2001 07:30:54 +0800
From: DaFunk <dafunk_77@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eden Part 4
This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts
between men. If the subject of man/man sex offends
you, if this material is illegal in your place of residence, or
if you are under the legal age for such material, do not read
further! You have been warned! Read at your own risk!
This story was mainly about three individual involved in a
twisted homicide, so the sex will be slow in coming.
If you are looking for a quick jerk off, please
proceed elsewhere. I am sure there were plenty of stories
in the Nifty that will cater to your needs.
This story is totally fiction. Any resemblance to any individual,
alive or dead, is merely coincidental.
Eden, Part 4
After having breakfast, we loaded our bags into the truck and were
ready to roll. We picked up Jason at the front gate of college. He broke
into a smile when he saw us approaching. We took the highway from
Pittsburgh to a small town called Glen Falls in New York. The journey
would take us about two days with occasional stop for rest and meal.
Cheryl didn't live in Glen Falls but a small village 50 miles east of Glen
Falls. Because Lisa had been to this place, so she would be our tour
guide.
Sean was behind the wheel while I rode shot gun. That left Lisa and
Jason at the back. We chatted excitedly at the beginning of the trip
except Jason who kept staring out of the window with a blank expression.
Occasionally strayed tears fell from his eyes and he quickly wiped them
with his sleeves. We tried to include him in our conversation but he
seemed to be in a trance. Eventually our conversation tapered off and we
fell into an awkward silence.
Sean and I switched place several times so that we could have our
share of rest. We didn't talk much throughout the journey. I could feel
an air of tension hovering in the truck, probably because of Jason and the
inevitable confrontation that we soon to face.
We reached Binghamton after 11 that night. After checking in with
the clerk at the front desk of a moderately furnished motel, we filed into
this moderately furnished room. There were two single beds and a long
couch at the left side of the door. There was a TV set but I doubted
anyone of us still have the strength to watch a late show. Jason said he
would take the couch and left the bed for Lisa. I was going to bunk with
Sean, though a bit cramped for two grown men like us, at least we could
cuddle while we slept. We had had our dinner three hours before we reached
here and after washing up in the small bathroom, we were ready to hit the
sack. Because there was a woman in the room, we kept our boxers and
T-shirts on. We said our goodnight and turned off the light.
The whole time Jason did not bother to say anything to us except the
occasional monosyllabic answers. We knew that he was very upset so we
didn't try to push him too hard. I cuddled closer to Sean and put my hand
inside his boxer to hold his dick. I squeezed gently and it began to
response. Sean sighed contently and whispered, "Later till we were alone."
Soon we were asleep in a traditional spoon fashion.
We woke up early the next morning. After gulping down the cold
coffee from our thermos, we were on the road again. Sean drove all the way
to Glen Falls. Jason seemed to brighten up a bit after a night sleep. We
talked but mainly about the school and what we were going to do during the
summer. Little did we know that we were going to ride the roller coaster
of a lifetime.
We rolled into Glen Falls by noon and had our lunch in a pizza joint.
After I switched my place with Lisa because Sean needed her to point out
the direction. According to the map and Lisa's description, from her
fading memory, we needed to make a second left turn after we exited the
town at the north. The road that we turned in would lead us into a pine
forest reserve.
It was a narrow road with pine trees growing at both sides of the
road. Everywhere seemed damp and wet as if this place just received a wet
down. We wound down the windows and chill air rushed into the truck. I
shivered involuntarily though I really enjoyed the fresh air. If you
looked closely, you could even see thin mist surrounding the trees. I
thought it was just my vivid imagination but I swore the sky looked
gloomier than before. You could hear the constant murmur of bugs and
rustling sound when wind past through the trees. The scene reminded me of
those kind of forests that you usually see in the horror movies where your
car would suddenly broke down in the middle of nowhere. Your cellphone
wouldn't function and the nearest public phone was a hundred miles away.
Then there was either a psychopath waiting to chop you into pieces for no
reason or some weird green flea flying out of a tree stump and suck the
living juice out of you. But none of the above happened.
I turned around and noticed that Jason still stared blankly out of
the car while Lisa was assisting my boyfriend to find the exact direction.
They were arguing something when suddenly Lisa shouted and pointed
frenziedly to her left. Sean jammed on the brake and the truck lurched to
a stop.
"Back your truck," Lisa demanded. Sean reversed his truck. There
was hardly any vehicle on the road but Sean turned around to look at the
back just in case. About a mile down the road Lisa said stop and pointed
again to her left. We turned to the left in unison except Jason who sat at
the left side and kept his head perpetually turned that side.
There was a dirt road scarcely visible. It was only wide enough to
let a small truck pass and it was covered with some undergrowth. What drew
our attention was a big triangular rock at the left side of the road.
There was symbol carved on the surface of the rock. All of us went out of
the truck to inspect the rock.
"What is it," asked Jason.
"Apparently it's a rock," smirked Sean. I nudged him in the ribs and
he shoved back at me.
"You two stop," Lisa glared at us.
"I mean the symbol. It looks like a star," Jason observed and seemed
unaffected by Sean's comment. He traced his finger lightly on the symbol.
"It looks familiar," I muttered and then an imaginary light bulb went
off in my head. "The pendant. The pendant that Cheryl gave you before she
left," I said while turning toward Lisa. My eyes bulged. She was twirling
the chain with an incredulous smile plastered across her face. Apparently
she recognized the symbol before I did.
"What a discovery!" her turn to smirked. "Remember I came here
before. That's why I shouted just now. The symbol on the rock is the same
as this pendant because it is the symbol for the village as well. Even the
road in the village when joint together resemble a star with six projecting
points."
We all looked at her with this ignorant expression.
"You'll know what I mean later. This is the entrance point of the
village. Not many people know this route and those in the village seldom
come out of the village. They either go to town by means of chopper or I
don't know. This road, or shall I call path, is well camouflaged by all
these identical pine trees. You have to be very observant to notice it.
Like I say, I have came here so I know," she chattered away like she was
presenting a lecture. "It will take about 1 hours to reach the village by
this path. It is so badly maintained that you have to drive so slowly to
avoid your car from bumping the trees."
"Then let's go before it gets dark," Sean walked back to his truck
with us trailing behind.
Sean maneuvered his truck into the entrance carefully. We bumped
along the rough jungle track and conversation was scarce. Fortunately we
were going by a truck and not a normal car, with all the holes and uneven
surfaces, we might get thrown out of the car. After 30 minutes of this
tortuous ride, we finally arrived at a clearing. Lisa wanted Sean to stop
the truck for a while and said that she wanted to show us something. We
got off the truck and followed her to a cliff. Apparently the jungle track
led us up a hill. We all looked down the cliff and we gasped at what we
saw. The cliff was about a hundred meters high and it gave us a good
panoramic view of the village where Cheryl lived.
"Now you understand the star symbol," said Lisa.
"Yeah, I can see it now," I said without turning my head. My eyes
still fixed at what's in front of me.
From our vantage point, we could see the whole village. The village
was situated in a valley surrounded by hills and mountains. The view from
up here was actually breathtaking. The hills and mountains were shrouded
in mist. Sometimes the mist obscured our view. When the breeze blew by,
the mist floated away giving us a clear view. The air was a bit chilly.
Everything seemed so beautiful as if we just arrived at a fairyland. But
what really fascinated us was the village.
It was not exactly a village with so few houses in the area. In the
center of the valley was a huge six-pointed star shape and the shape was
actually made of interlink roads. At each of the projecting point stood a
building and in the center of the star was a cathedral. Other smaller
houses scattered around the star. Most of the area was covered with pine
trees and at the far left of the star was a lake. Because of our
considerable distance, we could only make out the different architectural
structure of each of the building but even with the distance, you could
sense the grandness and opulence of those building. This was where Lisa
lived.
"This place is beautiful," I exclaimed.
"Wonder why the government didn't make this place into a tourist
attraction," Sean queried.
"If they could, they would," answered Lisa simply.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Because this place does not belong to the government of New York.
Each of the six owners of those building bought this place together. Each
one of them has a portion of the land of their own," Jason said still
looking at the view. He didn't seem so withdrawn now and even a bit
excited probably because of the prospect that he was going to see Cheryl.
"They bought this place? That's incredible! Even the surrounding
hills?" I asked with enthusiasm.
"No, not including the hills, just the land and the lake," said Lisa
pointing toward the lake.
"Which building was Cheryl's family's?" I asked.
"That one at the top point of the star," explained Lisa pointing
again at a building directly opposite of a green building which was at the
bottom point of the star.
"If they could afford to buy the land, then the people living here
must be multimillionaires," I muttered.
"Yeah, they are but Cheryl never told me what they do that make them
so rich," said Lisa obviously heard my comment.
"Maybe they rent out their houses to tourists and with such beautiful
scenery, they must have made plenty of money just renting houses. City
people must have liked it here a lot. This place is like a wonderland," I
said.
"It can't be. Those small houses that you see around the star shape
are not chalet and the building itself is not some hotel. This place
wasn't meant as a tourist spot at all. Those small houses live the
families of the maids and servants working in those buildings," explained
Jason.
"Really? This is unbelievable. They must be richer than the
government of New York State," I exclaimed.
"Besides, as you can see, there is no other way but the route we took
that will lead you to the village. People who live here seldom go out of
this place. If they need to head out, each of the owner have their own
helicopter. That's what Cheryl told me," Jason continued.
"What? You mean they grow their own food here? And what about
electricity and water supply? I don't see a generator or a reservoir
nearby," I inquired.
"No, the government and the owners of this place had come to an
agreement. Electricity and water supply would be provided here and they
have to pay a few more extra taxes than normal citizens. Don't ask me why
they didn't build their own reservoir and generator. I don't know," said
Lisa.
"But how did they earn so much to the point that they could buy the
whole valley?" I persisted.
"I really don't know," said Lisa with exasperation.
"All right. What about you?" I asked Jason.
"I guess I know no more than Lisa. We have told you basically
everything we know," said Jason.
"Ah, one more thing. The cathedral at the center was rebuilt after a
fire destroyed it. I don't know how long ago," said Lisa.
"Hey Sean, you seem awfully quiet. Are you ok?" I asked with
concern.
He just stood there not mutter a word. I thought he was sick or maybe so
engrossed in the scenery.
"Oh, I am ok. I listened everything of what you people said. It's
just that I let my curious cat here made all the inquiries," he grinned at
me and I just made a lopsided smile at him.
"Now I am a curious cat. You'd pay for it tonight," I warned him
mockingly.
"Do you know the name of this village?" asked Sean ignoring me.
"I don't know. Do you know the name?" Lisa asked Jason. Jason just
shrugged his shoulders.
"This is the Star of David," said Sean pointing the star shape below.
"You mean the David in the Bible?" asked Lisa.
"Yeah, if you read your Bible, you'll know that David was a Hebrew
and the king of the Isrealites. The star symbol with the six projecting
points was like his insignia. The shape of this village is the symbol of
King David's symbol," Sean explained.
"Oh I see," Lisa and I said in unison.
"And the chain with the star pendant that Cheryl gave you before she
left is the star of King David, only the top point missing," Sean said to
Lisa. She took the chain out and examined it. Surely the top point was
missing and left with only five projecting points.
"I didn't notice it before. How did you know?"
"I am just being observant," Sean smirked.
"I think we should go now. The day is getting late," said Jason
looking at the sky. "I think it's going to rain tonight." There were some
black clouds drifting from the west.
"Yeah, let's go," said Sean. We took a final look at the beautiful
scenery ahead of us and then made our way back to the truck.
"I bet there must be a lot of Hebrew folklores in the village," Lisa
said before shutting her door.
After another 30 minutes of bumpy ride, we saw the first glimpse of a
building. From the cliff until here, we only saw endless pine trees along
the earthen jungle track. The sky was getting darker and darker. We
didn't talk much during the journey. I was sure everyone was worry about
getting lost in the wood and wouldn't be able to reach the village before
dark. But there was only one track and I hadn't seen any other possible
route along the way. So the possibility of getting lost was not very
imminent. Nevertheless, human always had this inclination of having
groundless fear. Even myself was worry then.
As we drew nearer to the building, we felt awe struck by the
appearance of it or rather this mansion. It was a three stories building
with four small towers at the four corners of the mansion and one bigger
tower at the center of the building. Every tower had a dome-like roof
painted in red. There was no front gate, just a flight of stairs leading
to the main entrance of the mansion. The mansion was located just beside
the main road. Talked about the road, now that we noticed, it was no
longer the earthen path but rather a cobblestone road. The total façade
of the mansion was really magnificent. We stopped our truck in front to
have a closer look.
"There are many towers on this building," Lisa noticed.
"I have never seen so many towers in one building. It looks like a
mosque to me," I commented.
"Do you know the name of this mansion?" asked Sean.
"Don't know. Do you think there should be a name for this building?"
Lisa countered.
"I just thought that special buildings usually have names. Maybe we
should give it a name," said Sean.
"It has a name. The Mansion of Tower. The owner of it is a woman.
Her husband died many years ago and they don't have any children,"
explained Jason.
"Cheryl told you?"
"Yeah she told me when we were still together," he sighed.
"Look! There is a star symbol above the door," I exclaimed again.
"Yeah. Wait! The upper right projecting point of the star is
missing," Sean said while took a few steps ahead.
"Hey, let's go," Lisa called out to us from inside the car.
We slowly proceeded along the cobblestone road and eventually we
reached the front portal of the second mansion. This was the green
building that we saw earlier from above the cliff. The green color wasn't
painted on it but rather caused by the climbing ivy that attached to its
outer walls. We couldn't even see the original color of the walls because
the heavily grown ivy had blocked out any visible part of the walls. The
whole building appeared in deep green. It kind of giving out an eerie
feeling and made people don't want to get any closer to it. We didn't stop
the truck to scrutinize this building because of Lisa's protestation. But
Sean said that he noticed the symbol of the star above the portal but with
the lower right projecting point missing. Jason told us that the owner of
this mansion was a very old woman and the name of the building was the
Mansion of Ivy. Lisa joked that maybe the owner was a witch and she
transformed the whole building into a huge greenhouse. Sean said that we
should ask for direction at the next building before we got totally lost.
We agreed with him.
We stopped at the next building. It had the similar structure as the
Mansion of Ivy only without that freaky ivy covered the whole mansion.
There were two eighteenth century armors at the left and right side of the
door as if guarding the house from any intruder. When we approached the
front door, we heard the harsh cry of crows above us.
"There are many crows and I hate them!" Lisa whined sympathetically.
"They won't bite you. Just ignore them," I said while tugging at her
arm to make her move closer to me.
"Anybody home?" Jason knocked on the door several times and then
called out loudly.
"Nobody home?" I asked. Jason just shrugged his shoulders.
"Maybe they went out," Lisa opined.
"There's the star symbol again," said Sean loudly and pointed at the
above of the door. "This time the bottom projecting point is missing." We
all looked at our newcomer.
Suddenly I felt like we were being watched. I slowly turned my head
and gasped out loud on what I saw. There was a girl of about 17 or 18
years old standing a few feet away from us. She dressed like a typical
British schoolgirl with long black hair. Her facial expression was blank
and she lacked the vivacity that normal teenage girls had. But the
scariest part was she was holding two dead crows by the neck with her bare
hands, no gloves. Yuck!! Lisa closed her mouth to prevent herself from
screaming out loud. Sean stepped toward the girl and asked politely about
the direction to the Forshe's property. She answered by pointing to her
left side and her eyes never left Sean. After saying thanks, we beat a
hasty retreat to the truck and sped away.
From the reflection of the rear view mirror, she was still standing
there looking our direction with that blank expression. Sean admitted that
he was nervous when asking her though he seemed calm on the outside.
"I was really scare, you know. She looks real freaky," Sean
confessed.
"Why is she carrying those crows? It's disgusting. What is she
going to do with those things?" asked Lisa. I just shook my head and Jason
didn't say anything.
"I think I begin to understand the location of each of the building
in the village and the meaning of the different star symbols," said Sean
all of a sudden.
"How so?" I asked totally confused by what he said.
"Wait till you see the next building," he said.
We reached the next building in a couple of minutes. Sean stopped
the truck and stepped out with us followed suit. This building was
different from the other three and obviously smaller than them. What made
it stand out was that all the windowpanes of this building were made of
colorful stained glass with different pictures. Those windows were really
beautiful and they gave you a sense of solemnity as if you just walked into
a church with all those stained glass windows.
"The star symbol of this building must be missing the lower left
projecting point," said Sean confidently. True to his word, the star
symbol above the door to the building was missing its lower left corner.
"And the symbol for the next building will be missing the upper left
projecting point."
"Now I understand. The missing part of the symbol indicates the
location of the mansion in the village. And these six buildings surrounded
the cathedral in the middle of the star," I said snapping my fingers
excitedly.
"Yes, you are so smart," said Sean while pinching my cheek playfully.
"No, you are smarter," I said and pinched him back. Lisa just
laughed at our antics. Jason nodded his agreement.
"Now let's go and explore the rest of the building. I am sure
Cheryl's will be the last building with the top part missing," said Sean
leading back to the truck.
The next building had a magnificent weathercock at the very top of
the roof. The whole building was made of wood and except that
extraordinary weathercock, the architectural structure of this building
looked to be the same as the first three building. We passed by it without
stopping. Jason related information about the owners of the stained glass
mansion and weathercock mansion to us. All of the owners had one common
similarity, they were all single and there weren't many family members
living with them. They were either widows or widowers. Finally we reached
the last building which was also Cheryl's house. There was a clock tower
on this building, apparently the name, the Mansion of Clock. We parked our
truck and carried our bags. We walked slowly toward the building reveling
the grandeur of it. We knocked on the door and waited for a few minutes.
We didn't hear any footstep behind the closed door. As we were about to
knock again, the door suddenly creaked open. We were slightly taken aback.
A thin pale face appeared behind the door with that same blank facial
expression as the girl we met before. He was about fifty years old with a
head of grayish brown hair. He stared coldly at us not muttering a single
word. We were feeling quite stupid under his stare.
"Umm, hi, good evening, sir. We are Cheryl's friends from school," I
said politely while nervously.
"Oh, you are Cheryl's friends. I am his father. What are you doing
here?" he asked with caution.
"How are you, Mr Forshe? Oh umm, we received her wedding invitation
so..." I was rudely cut off at mid sentence.
"Wedding invitation?! Oh no. I think there must be a mistake. We
didn't send any invitation card," he said matter-of-factly.
"But, really. We did receive the invitation. Please don't kid us,
Mr Forshe," Lisa explained. "I can show you."
"Please leave. It must be a mistake," Mr Forshe persisted.
"I asked them to come, father."
We all turned to look at the source of the voice. There stood Cheryl
also with that expressionless face. She didn't even show a hint of
excitement seeing her friends from school. She just looked blankly at her
father and Mr Forshe stared back angrily her daughter as if that would make
her changed her mind. She didn't even flinched. She just stood there.
Defeated, Mr Forshe turned back to us and forced a smile. He invited us in
and called out some names. Shortly, several maids approached him and he
talked to them seemingly to arrange something. Maybe he was plotting with
those maids how to rid us. He then moved into another room leaving us with
the maids and Cheryl. Cheryl still stood there looking at us with that
blank face. She seemed like a different person than the one we knew. Sure
she still looked the same but something deep down told me that the old
Cheryl had long gone.
"You must be pretty exhausted with all the traveling," Cheryl said
slowly.
"It's not too bad. Your house sure is huge," I said trying to change
the mood.
"Erika and Elsie, bring them to their prearranged room," she
instructed her maids apparently ignoring my comment. I felt a bit insulted
but it's ok since I understood what she had been through. Life must be
tough for her.
"Please follow us, gentleman," Erika and Elsie said in unison. They
were like their masters; they didn't even bother to put up a fake smile.
"Hey, Cheryl. Wanna catch up for the old time?" Lisa asked hopefully
and put her arm around Cheryl.
"Not now. Maybe later," she just pushed her softly away and walked
away. Disappointment was written all over Lisa's face. I patted her
shoulder and conveyed my sympathy. She just shook her head sadly.
"Cheryl," Jason called out her name all of a sudden. She stopped in
her track for a short while and continued her way until she disappeared
around the corner. Jason was devastated but he had prepared for the worst.
He slumped his shoulders and sighed heavily. Sean did the same to him as I
did with Lisa. All this while, the maids stared piercingly at us, as if to
tell us to behave ourselves.
"Cheryl is preparing the wedding and she is very busy," Erika said to
us.
"She was like a bird in the cage," muttered Sean.
"Poor Cheryl," sighed Lisa.
"I have one favor to ask from all of you," Elsie said. She sounded
more like a command than a plea.
"Ok," we said unanimously.
"Please don't wander around the house without us. If you forget what
we said and something bad happen to you, you can't hold us responsible,"
she said slowly. We all gasped at what she said and muttered our
agreement. What kind of bad thing could possibly be happening to us in
this house, I wondered.
We followed the maids at last to our rooms. Lisa and Jason got their
own private room while Sean and I got another room. At least this was
great. I could snuggled with Sean during the night or made love in the
privacy of a room. We didn't have to share it with anyone.
"We just came to a weird place," Sean said unpacking our bag. We had
our things packed in the same bag.
"This whole thing sure gives me creep," I agreed with him and sat
down beside him on the large king size bed. I turned him around and kissed
him softly on the lips. "At least, we could have the privacy. After the
wedding ceremony, we could have our own ceremony in this room." I winked
suggestively at him and kissed him again.
"Yeah, I like that idea," he moaned and kissed me back passionately.
We were about to proceed to the next level, there was a soft knock on
the door. We separated quickly. Sean muttered a come in. The door opened
and Lisa walked timidly into the room. She wanted us to accompany her to
the bathroom. She smiled sheepishly to us after making her request. We
looked at her and tried to stifle a laugh. Huge as it may be, but there
was no adjoining bathroom to all the room. And because the maids had
forgotten to point out the whereabout of the bathroom, we had to find it on
our own.
"The house may be very big but I don't think we would get lost in
it," Sean said while three of us walked down the corridor to find our room
after successfully located the bathroom.
"Anyhow, I am still scared, ok? Please be a gentleman," said Lisa
with mock anger.
"This house sure is huge. Where're our rooms?" I asked trying to
scare her.
"Now see what've got ourselves into. We lost our way in a house,"
Lisa said exasperatedly.
"Whoever has the right mind to build such a big house in such a
remote area?"
"Maybe they even keep one or two corpses in their basement," Sean
said mysteriously.
"Shut up!" Lisa exclaimed. Suddenly a shadowy figure appeared out of
nowhere and this freaked three of us especially Lisa. She screamed and
pushed us toward the wall.
"Hey, calm down. It's just a cat," Sean said while rubbing his
forehead obviously banged his head on the wall when Lisa pushed us. He
grimaced slightly when he touched the swelling on his forehead. There was
a black cat in front of us. I reassured her before she dared to open her
eyes to look. She sighed dramatically and loosened her grip on us.
"Wait! There is a opening on the wall," Sean said pointing behind
us.
"Weird. There is a hidden door. I think we accidentally pushed open
a secret door," Lisa said excitedly.
"Let's go explore. Maybe this door leads to a underground torture
chamber," Sean joked.
"Yeah, let's go," my adventurous nature kicked in.
"No, this might be dangerous. Besides, this is not our house," Lisa
protested.
"Come on. Nobody is gonna know," I tried to convinced her.
"The maids have said that we shouldn't simply go around," she said
trying to grab my shirt. In the process of doing so, she accidentally
pushed Sean who was standing just beside the hidden door. He stumbled down
the stairs. He heard a loud thud and Sean's moaning from below. We
quickly pushed the door wide open to let the light stream in. Fortunately,
it was only a few flight of stairs. I quickly checked on my lover and
luckily nothing broke.
"I think I hit something," Sean managed to say while trying to stand
up.
"What is it?" I asked balancing his body. Suddenly we heard Lisa
screamed. We turned to look at her. Her face was ashen and she had both
her hands closing her mouth to prevent further screaming. We turned our
eyes toward the object of her horror. Our eyes opened wide.
"Oh my God!! What is this?" Sean gasped.
...To be continued.