Date: Fri, 8 Apr 2016 06:53:55
From: charlie.fenderson <charlie.fenderson@o2.pl>
Subject: St Johns Eve: Unholy Trinity chapter 7

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PREVIOUSLY ON ST JOHN'S EVE: Damian and Michal were able to defeat evil
Baba Yaga, but barely escaped alive. But even though more pieces of the
puzzle is present, Michal is still confused and doesn't see the bigger
picture; Meanwhile Rusalek manages to obtain a vital substance from both
Marcin and Tomasz. All that is left is to put the rest of their plan in
motion and finally get some answers...


The Unholy Trinity

`So, do you have anything to say?' - I ask Rusalek, as we are sitting under
the same three where I read Agatha Christie's novel on the first day of my
stay. This morning, while washing myself I discovered another red mark on
my chest. Surprisingly the weather is still warm and there are only white
billowy clouds on the sky. A mocking contrast to my despair.

`What do you want to know, Master?'

`What do I want to know? - I pretend to think - How about what the fuck is
going on? Week after week I'm confronted with another demon, there is a
motherfucking monster in the woods, I'm having some crazy visions, and my
best friend is possessed. I don't even know where to start!'

My outburst shocks us both. Nevertheless, instead of apologizing I fold my
arms and decide to wait for his reaction.

`Master... I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you this, because I didn't want
you to get mad. But something went wrong when you summoned me. The portal
to human realm was far more powerful than usually and it seems it didn't
close when I crossed it.'

`What are you trying to say? That any moment a new demon can pass the
portal and start killing, kidnapping or scarring people?'

`I- I don't know what went wrong. I'm not that experienced as a demon to be
honest.' - he says, pouting his lips.

I need a moment to digest this new information, while hiding my face in my
hands and panting heavily. Not changing my position, I ask him.

`You're 1500 years old and you are not experienced? How is that even
possible?'

`Demon's life span is much longer than human's. We can live for thousands
of years. We reach our maturity after one thousand years and even then it's
only the beginning of our education and ascension in the hierarchy.'

`Education? Hierarchy? Do you basically mean that you still go to school?'

`It's not that simple. After reaching thousand years of age we are
officially admitted to one of four clans. Then we are assigned to our
mentors and after another thousand of years we are considered as capable of
traversing into human realm.'

A hysteric laugh escapes my mouth. I wonder if situation could get any
worse.

`So, you were assigned to your mentor, and taught that you can't use those
"portals" for a thousand more years. Can you explain what made you think
that you can do otherwise?'

Rusalek hesitates. I can see that sharing those informations with me must
be hard for him. Yet I didn't feel the slightest trace of a compassion
towards him. All the mess I went through was entirely his fault.

`I-I felt that other demons are taking me lightly. I wanted to prove myself
and achieve something that no one before me.' - he answers finally, looking
into my eyes. If he hopes to see my sympathy, he will be greatly
disappointed.

`Well then, congratulations. I bet that in the history of the demon realm
there wasn't a single demon that was bigger moron than you. - I spit
out. He looks genuinely hurt, but I'm still to angry to care - Can you tell
me now, what are those strange marks on my chest?'

`I think they are connected to your visions, Master. - he answers
hurriedly, as if to appease me - I think they are a key to explaining why
Leszy is after you.'

`Leszy? What the fuck is Leszy? Is that another thing that you didn't tell
me because you didn't want to "make me mad"?'

`It is a demon too. It's a demon from the Clan of Earth.'

`Is it powerful?' - I ask about first thing that I care about.

`It is also called "The King of a Forest".'

`So it is powerful. - I conclude - And can you enlighten me as to why it's
after me? Because believe me, those visions are much too blurry to act as
clues.'

`Let me think... Leszy is guardian of nature and harmony. So the only
reason why it would be angry at you, could be some harm that you caused to
the nature...'

`Like stepping on a flower? Or singing too loud in the forest? Don't be
ridiculous.' - I growl at him, but then feel a slightest hint of memory
passing through my mind. I try to grasp it but it eludes me. I notice that
Rusalek is staring intently at me.

`I felt it too, Master. But there's something that blocks your memory.'

`I guess, we have to wait until later to figure this one out. What about
Damian? You said something about a tremor in reality. What does that even
mean?'

`I don't know... - Rusalek shrugged his shoulders - It's something strange
even for me. Even I was scared when I saw him unleashing that power.'

`That leaves us only one choice. - I reply - Let's visit him and find out
more.'



We are at Damian's house, and I must say that I expected anything besides
what I saw. Marcin, Tomasz and Adam are sitting by the Damian who is lying
in bed. He looks pale and exhausted. I'm surprised, since yesterday I left
him in perfect health, maybe a bit ischaemic. I walk up to bed, forgetting
about my petty investigation.

`What happened to him?'

`We're not sure. - answers Adam - When we came here, he was alright. We
talked for a bit and then he suddenly dropped like dead.'

`Good that it didn't happen on the stairs - adds Marcin as shiver runs down
my spine - we were just about to go outside.'

`Hey, guys, don't talk about me like I'm retarded.' - grunted Damian and
the five of us jumped up.

`Jesus, dude, what happened?'

`Are you okay?'

`Good to see you alive!' - we all start talking. Damian rolls his eyes, but
doesn't manage to contain his smile.

`No, I'm not fine, I feel like shit. And you can still call me Damian.'

`You make jokes like this and expect us not to treat you like a retard?' -
Adam smiles and shakes his head in mock disbelief.

`You must know from experience how retards act.'

`Damian - I decide to cut in - this isn't the first time, when something
like this happened, is it?'

Everyone's expressions turns serious, which is more proof than I need.

`It started when you... when I turned eleven. - said Damian, the part he
leaves out, feels even more painful, because I know he doesn't want me to
feel bad for not coming here for so long - Once in awhile I lose
consciousness and have memory gaps. And sometimes when I wake... It seems
like the stuff in my room had changed it's place.'

`And you talk about it so casually? - I ask in shock - What about your
parents? What do they make of it?'

`Nothing? When I was a kid I told them about it once or twice, but they
didn't believe me.'

`And it doesn't happen too often - adds Tomasz, waving his hand in a
dismissing gesture - at most once every few months.'

`Not too often?' - I glance at them shocked.

`And it's quickly over. So there's no need to fuss about it. See? I'm
already fine.' - Damian says, picking himself up from the bed. Indeed, the
color seems to be coming back to his face.

`Alright, so what should we do today?' - Marcin asks before I have a chance
to react.

`How about kicking some ball?' - proposes Tomasz and the other three nods
their heads.

Shocked, I look at them and then at Rusalek in hope for getting some
support from him, but he just shrugs his shoulders and makes stupid face.

After another hour of trying to get something out of Damian and convincing
him to stay in bed for at least one day, I give up and agree to meet up
with guys on the football field set up on edge of the forest after the
dinner.



`I don't get it! - I spit out as me and Rusalek are walking back home -
Yesterday I've seen him bleed from his eyes, and now he's as good as new!
Even if it's magic, biology still applies! If you lose blood you're bound
to feel weaker!'

`But if that's some sort of magic or entity that possessed him - opposes
Rusalek - then it can give it's strength to Damian. After all who needs a
host that is too weak to even walk?'

`But aren't demons supposed to make people weaker as they grow stronger?'

`That depends on the demon's purpose. Maybe this one is fine with staying
in the shadows?'

`Well, if it prefers to stay hidden, then maybe we should try to draw him
out? Maybe without a host, he isn't as powerful?'

Rusalek doesn't reply immediately. After a moment of walking in silence, he
finally speaks out.

`But should we do that? For now it's a powerful ally.'

`It's the monster that enslaved my friend. I don't care about anything
else.'

I can see that he wants to disagree, but we are interrupted:

`Hey, you two faggots, where are my money?'

`I haven't seen you in a while, what's your deal?' - I answer, not
bothering to turn my head. I don't need to since I already know who this
is.

`That bitch walking by your side - says Lukasz as he catches up to us -
stole my money. Since you two are friends it had to be your idea. You
thought I wouldn't find out, didn't you?'

`Fuck off, I don't know what you're talking about - I shoot back.

`Then back off. - Lukasz pushes me out of his way and walks up to Rusalek -
Give me back my money.'

`What money?' - he replies bewildered, although I can smell something fishy
about his performance.

Before answering, Lukasz grabs his t-shirt by the collar.

`The money you stole when I fell off my bike, bitch. I know you did!'

Not wanting for situation to get unpleasant, I step in between them and
manage to split them apart.

`Hey, slow down! He said he doesn't know what you're talking about. And I
don't know either. Can't you just explain what the problem is?'

`I don't have to explain anything to you! He knows what I'm talking about
and if he doesn't return my money until the end of next week, I will have
his ass handed to me on a plate!'

`Do you have any proof that he did whatever you're accusing him of? If not,
then back off, or you'll have to deal with me first.'

Only because of my quick reflexes, I'm able to block his clenched fist. I
push it aside, take a step closer and land a formidable hook on his
chin. It makes him take a step back, but doesn't manage to knock him
out. With anger twisting his face he charges at me, but I dodge him easily
and manage to kick him in his ass. He trips and to my amusement falls down,
yelping as asphalt scratches his arms.

`Don't start a fight without your bodyguards if you can't handle it - I say
to his back - now beat it.'

He stands up and walks away, giving Rusalek a threatening glance as he
passes him.

`Remember, you have one week, or me and my buddies will fuck you up.'

Ignoring him, we walk away in an opposite direction. When we're out of his
hearing range, I ask Rusalek.

`So, does his story make any sense to you?'

`Maybe a bit.' - replies Rusalek with a devilish grin.

`What do you mean? With all the trouble we have, we really don't need this
psycho and his gang to be after us.'

`Don't worry, I made you stronger with my magic so he'll never beat you as
long as I'm by your side.' - he explains with a shrug of his shoulders.

`So I wouldn't win by myself?' - I ask, a little disappointed.

`I don't know, Master. I was just looking out for you. No need to put you
in danger.'

`Oh yeah, I'm not at all in danger. Who cares about all Hell being after
me?' - I spit out before thinking. Rusalek sighs and looks down, putting
his hands into pockets. I feel guilty. He might be the one responsible for
this situation but this wasn't easy for him too. There was no need for me
to act like an asshole.

`Look, I'm sorry. - as we pass the gate of my grandparents property, I lay
my hand on his shoulder - I should watch my stupid mouth.'

`It's okay Master, you have every right to mock my skills. They aren't any
good.'

`Even if I do, it's no way to behave. Let's go inside and eat. We need a
lot of strength for this evening. We'll make things right again, okay?'

`Yes Master. Thank you.' - Rusalek smiles gently and hugs me. Returning his
embrace, I gently stroke his hair. It's something new. There is no trace of
lust in my mind, even though our bodies are touching. He feels to me like a
friend or brother. I smile gently and squeeze him a bit tighter in my arms.

`Okay, come on, before someone sees us and think that we are crazy.'

While we eat dinner, I can hear phone ringing in the other room. I run up
to it and answer without thinking.

`Michal! At last!' - I can hear a voice I've last heard over two months
ago. It's John, my fucking ex-boyfriend. Shocked, I plop down on the bed.

`What do you want?' - I demand simply.

`What do you mean? I wanted to see if you're still alive! You... I haven't
heard from you ever since I moved out!'

`Ever since we broke up. - I correct him - I don't have to report to you
anymore.'

`Michal, please - he moans - when you put it like that... It seems as if
you never loved me.'

`Fuck you! - I shout, forgetting where I am. My grandparents and Rusalek
become silent in the other room. I take a deep breath and continue calmly -
How can you even say that, asshole? You were the one who left without even
saying goodbye.'

`I didn't wanna hurt you. And I wrote you a letter...'

`I wiped my ass with it. - I lie - That's about how much it was worth to
me. Face it. You are a coward and that's why I don't want to have anything
to do with you.'

`So you don't love me anymore? Say it and you won't ever hear from me
again.'

`I do not love you anymore. Fuck off.' - I reply, and hit the red button. I
feel a tear running down my cheek. I wipe it off angrily and after throwing
my phone on the pillow, I leave the room.

`Has something bad happened, honey?' - asked my grandma, frowning her
forehead. I feel bad for worrying her.

`No, I just bumped my toe on the cupboard. Pardon my French too.'

`Don't worry about it, Misiu - chuckled grandpa - We know that you're good
boy.'

I smile to him weakly and then turn my attention to Rusalek.

`Hey, Rysiek, stop stuffing your mouth! Let's go and kick some ball!'



To get to the field, we have to walk around the lake and cross the edge of
the forest. In the morning guys explained to me that it was set up like
this to avoid ball falling into the lake and windows being broken. The
wooden goals are rather simple and there isn't net on them. Before entering
the field, I split up with Rusalek. Firstly because I want some privacy
while having fun with Marcin and Tomasz, and secondly because Rusalek is
supposed to look out for Leszy.

To my surprise, when I arrive there are only Tomasz, Marcin and Adam
waiting for me.

`Where's Damian?' - I ask instead of a greeting.

`He said he needs more rest, when we came to collect him.' - replies
Tomasz.

`Well, maybe that's better for him. Who brought the ball?' - I ask,
relieved, but a bit worried at the same time.

`Here it is.' - replies Marcin and passes it on to me.

There is only four of us so we split into two teams (me and Adam and Tomasz
with Marcin) and try to score as much goals as we can. To my surprise, the
game is pretty tight. I wouldn't expect that, since both me and Adam are
much more fit than the other two. To my further amazement, after scoring
three first goals, we started losing and the other team easily beat us by
five points. It wasn't long before Adam became frustrated and started
complaining about being bored and persuading us to do something else, maybe
a bit less competitive. Once he realised that we wanted to keep on playing,
he said angrily that he wants to go home because he doesn't want to miss
some movie on tv. To my shock Marcin and Tomasz just shrug their
shoulders. After shaking hands goodbye with him, Adam leaves without
looking back.

`Why did you just let him go?' - I ask them, bewildered.

`He's always like this. - explains Marcin - If he's not the best at
something, it's automatically "boring" and "stupid". But don't worry. He'll
be fine tomorrow.'

`But it's just a game, why does he get so worked up?'

Tomasz looks at Marcin, as if asking for permission, then he replies:

`Well, he dreams about being professional sports man. Very ambitious type.'

`He won't get far with that attitude - I speak from my experiences -
whatever, let's play!'

Since there is only three of us now, we keep the goal in turns (changing
after goalkeeper loses three points) while the other two are trying to
dribble past each other and score a point. Of course person who scores the
least is the next goalkeeper.



After being a goalkeeper for six times, I get a bit bored, so I wave at the
guys to come over.

`Hey, I'm a little tired. Shall we rest for a moment before we continue?'

`Or maybe we'll play again tomorrow? It's getting dark and chilly already.'
- suggests Marcin.

`How about some warm-up then?' - I ask. I haven't mentioned it, but I think
you guessed long ago that before leaving Rusalek did his magic and now
Marcin and Tomasz are under my command. They glance at each other, lick
their lips and nod. I take them by their hands and lead them to the corner
of the field where we kneel down on the grass.

It's dusky already, so while I can see them clearly, the colours are a bit
faded. I rub Tomasz's fluffy cheek, kiss him gently on the lower lip and
smile while looking into his eyes.

`We used to do that kind of stuff when we were kids.' - says Marcin as I
lean into his direction to give him a peck too.

`Just the two of you?'

`And sometimes with Damian, but he joined us only for a few times.' -
replies Thomas.

This is interesting actually. It could simply mean that he was straight and
didn't enjoy sex with other boys even in order to explore sexuality. On the
other hand, considering his shyness, he could refuse to play with them to
not give himself away! This possibility automatically arouses me. I pull
Marcin and Tomasz closer to me and start feeling their thighs and
crotches. They are both getting hard pretty quickly. Could it be that
secretly they were gay? Of all our group they were closest to each other
and always seemed a little more distant and passive than Damian, Adam or
myself. On the other hand they were a bit awkward and average in terms of
their looks. Because they didn't have too much chance with girls maybe they
chose to ease their urges with each other instead of just wanking on their
own? This makes me want them both even more.

I ask Marcin to stand up and I yank his shorts down. His penis is long, but
pencil-thin. While bobbing and sucking on it, I can feel Tomasz's belly
pressed to my back, while he kisses my neck, puts his hands under my shorts
and starts playing with my butcheeks. His palms are cold and a bit sweaty,
but his tongue is skilled and hot on my earlobe, although his kisses make
it rather difficult to actively suck Marcin's cock. To solve the problem, I
grab Marcin's pert ass and pull it to me. He takes the clue and starts to
slowly fuck my mouth, allowing me to fully enjoy Tomasz's attention. To
express my gratitude, I reach behind me and pull down his shorts. He
squeezes his dick into my buttcrack and starts grinding. I can feel that
it's much thicker but shorter by an inch. At the same time, we both fondle
Marcin's dick. My mouth is around it's head while Tomasz's tongue licks the
balls.

`Can you guys both stand up? I wanna taste you both.' - I ask, and my wish
is immediately granted. While Marcin and Tomasz share a deep kiss, I stroke
their dicks and play with them, by pressing their cockheads to one
another. Then it's time for tasting. First, I lick Marcin's dick from balls
to head. He tastes mild and salty. Then I take Tomasz's shaft all the way
to the hilt, until I gag. His taste is much more defined and spicy. I go
back and forth between them, unable to decide which one is tastier, whole
they keep on kissing and playing with each other's nipples.

`Hey, you two, did you just fall in love up there?' - I ask them.

They part their lips and chuckle, looking down at me.

`But you look so cool with my dick on your lips!' - says Tomasz.

`Yeah, be a good boy and suck them!' - adds Marcin, and slaps my right
cheek with his cockhead.

`Get down right now and play with me!' - I reply in mock anger.

They oblige, kneeling down at my sides. All three of us remove our t-shirts
and put them on the ground to act as a blanket. Then they push me down, so
I sit down on it. Then, while Tomasz let's me to lick and suck on his big
nipples, Marcin is taking of my shorts and starts tugging at my cock, as I
close my eyes, supporting myself on my elbows, and enjoy the different
feelings. While Tomasz gentle and caring, Marcin prefers bold and greedy
approach, as he lifts my thighs and starts fucking me with his tongue.

`Oh God, oh... Don't stop.' - a loud moan escapes my mouth.  In this
moment, with two guys all over me I suddenly feel terrified. What if
someone walks in on our little outdoor adventure? We were all stark naked,
and anyone who'd appear on the football field right now would see me mouth
to mouth with Tomasz and with Marcin's tongue swirling on my butthole. As I
imagine it, my fear is replaced with a wave of lust. With my reason clouded
by basic instincts, I dream about them taking me one after the other. If
anyone sees us, then it's their gain.

`Marcin, hurry up and put something bigger in that hole.' - I beg him.

`Something like this?' - he asks, inserting two fingers in me. Luckily
they're long enough to reach my prostate and tickle me a bit.

`No, like your dick.' - I reply.

To my relief he doesn't banter with me any longer and simply stick. He
surely wants it too. Instead of starting off slowly he just rams into me
and starts baning me so hard that I start to draggle on the ground.

`Hey, taki easy man, or you'll tear off skin of his back!' - warns him
Tomasz and we all burst into giggle. Thankfully though Marcin doesn't slow
down and even presses my knees to my chest and bends over me to gain better
momentum. His rock-hard cock penetrates me down to my core, eliciting soft
moans from my throat and making it hard to breathe, especially with Tom's
cock between my lips.

`Oh fuck, I'm already getting close...' - grunts Marcin.

`Then let's switch places. - suggests Tomasz - Get on all fours, Michal.'

I assume the position, while both guys crawl around me. As I can feel
Tomasz's cock head at my entrance, I tickle Marcin's piss slit with my
tongue.

`No, please, just stroke it for now...'

Politely, I comply while Tomasz is slowly adjusting his thick throbbing
cock to my asshole. Although it was a bit stretched by Marcin, it's still
hard for him to move around freely inside me. He grabs my hips to keep
balance and starts thrusting, getting inch by inch deeper inside me. When
he's got about half of his dick inside me, Marcin is far enough off the
edge to let me suck his cock. Spit roasted, I achieve a quick rhythm of
rocking between one cock and the other. The drops of sweat fall down on my
body as guys do a high-five and kiss each other deeply.

`Okay, we're really close!' - announces Marcin.

`Yeah, lay down on your back!'

Knowing exactly what they want, I obey and watch them stroke their cocks
while they keep on kissing. When their muffled moans become louder, I open
my mouth wider. They get the clue and bring their cockheads to my
lips. About six volleys of their juices land perfectly on my tongue, but I
refrain from swallowing it. Instead, I grab their hands and pull them to
me. They bend over and somehow we manage a threeway kiss with sweet
addition of sperm while I stroke myself to orgasm. Not separating from me,
they switch their position to lying down and then gently fall into slumber.



After I stand up and dress, I call out to Rusalek in my thoughts. After he
shows up, I ask him to help me to clean off Marcin and Tomasz and dress
them, so we kneel face to face over their passed out bodies. We're almost
done, but suddenly we can hear a loud roar from among the threes. It got
dark at this point, so despite looking around in panic, I can't see a
thing. But still the intimidating presence can almost be sensed in the air.

`Master! It's Leszy!' - Rusalek's panic shriek only adds to my horror.

`Fuck! I've never expected it to appear so quickly! They won't be awake for
another hour!'

`Don't worry, I'll try to chase him away!' - he shouts and suddenly flies
up into the air. When his tail springs out of his trousers and his hair
change into flames, strange pride fills my chest. Not more than five hours
ago I was mad and kept picking on him and now he is ready to defend
me. Illuminated by his flames, there is a large shape entering the
field. As it crawls closer, I can make out more and more
details. Gargantuan silhouette, a true mountain of fur, big spiky ears that
stand on full attention, shiny teeth and claws that are big enough to cut
me in half and eyes. Big, glowing, bloodshot eyes that seem to be scanning
the area for a new victim I move in front of Marcin and Tomasz in miserable
effort to protect them and watch breathlessly as the two demons come closer
to each other, estimating their respective enemy. Rusalek opens his jaw and
lets out a long and terrifying hiss. In reply, Leszy growls at him. The
sound it makes is so intimidating that I have to crawl away until my ass
bumps into Tomasz's back.

Rusalek nose-dives with his palms aflame and hits Leszy twice on it's
head. The creature backs off, but then swipes playground twice with it's
tremendous claws, forcing Rusalek to flee. It jumps forward with his jaws
open, trying to catch my protector with his razor sharp fangs. Rusalek has
to make two backflips and then almost lays flat on the ground to avoid a
strike of the right paw. The momentum throws the monster of
balance. Rusalek uses this opportunity to shoot two fireballs that land on
Leszy's ribs and smash him on the ground.

`Finish that fucker!' - I scream to Rusalek, but at the same time realise
that the fight isn't won just yet. Leszy rises from the ground and charges
again. Rusalek manages to blind the demon by shining a ray of light in his
eyes. Confused monster roars in frustration and starts sniffing
loudly. Rusalek floats up again to deceive it. He bounces on Leszy's head
with his feet, confusing him even more. Surprisingly, Leszy starts to
retract.

`The muzzle! Kick him in the muzzle!'

Rusalek nods his head at me and lands a perfect swinging kick on the
monster's nose. Leszy whimpers and turns around and runs to the
forest. Rusalek floats down to the earth, but then tumbles on the ground. I
run up to him and after kneeling beside him, I see few scratches on his
arms and face.

`Holy shit, sorry I couldn't help!'

`Don't worry Master - Rusalek smiles weakly at me - I don't think you could
help anyway.'

`Shit, I really shouldn't have said those things in the morning. I'm happy
that we've met. Remember this, no matter what I say.'

`You forgot I can read your mind, Master.'

`Oh yeah, that's right.' - I whisper and can't help shedding a tear from my
eye.

`Hey Rysiek? Why are you laying on the ground?' - asks Tomasz in a sleepy
voice.

`More like why are we laying on the ground, in the forest and in the middle
of the night' - replies Marcin.

We turn our heads in their detection. They look so messed up and sleepy,
oblivious to the horror that took place just few moments ago.

`Game has gotten a bit to rough. - I shrugged my shoulders - Let's go home
now.'



TBC



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