Date: Tue, 26 Apr 2011 18:48:15 -0500
From: Michael Meixner <meixnerm@wwt.net>
Subject: Questions and Answers chapter 1

Today 03:08 PM #1

  Ok just to start things off, this is my first ever attempt at writing gay
erotic stories. I figured I have read and enjoyed so many fictions that I
should contribute with something of my own. That said this story and
everything/everyone in it belongs to me. Any likeness to anyone anywhere is
coincedental. I hope you all enjoy this random bit from the depths of my
imagination, and I'm sure there will be more to come. All feedbacks and
critizisms are welcome, just be gentle with me. You can contact me, Alex,
at yankecolt@yahoo.com.

  This work contains graphic depictions of boy-love, male/male sex. So if
you shouldnt be reading this or homosexuality rubs you the wrong way then
go away, shoo....  Just so ya know...

  Everybody else, thank you and enjoy!!! :)

  Genre:Scifi/fantasy, romance


  Chapter 1

  The alleyway echoed moans of lust and cries of sexual passion. Amidst the
rancid bags of garbage and wilted cardboard boxes, a tangle of limbs molded
into the wall of Chrysalis, the most popular night club in the city of
about a half a million inhabitants. The music thumbed a heavy beat through
the thick walls but the sound paled in comparison to the sounds coming from
the two lovers.

  Eli couldn't believe the situation he got himself into. Well he would be
in even more disbelief if he was the one pinned against the concrete wall,
writhing in ecstasy while being ravaged by the night life's Prince of
Darkness. The name sounded too immature to call a grown man, like something
you'd see in a teen novel or something corny from a romance novel, but
watching as the Prince drove deep into the red-head while swallowing his
near screaming moans with carnivorous delight, the name definitely suited
him.

  Now obviously the red-head was thoroughly enjoying himself, his head
tossed back as far as he could despite the wall being there, his left leg
dangling over the prince's shoulder while the other fastened around the
prince's waist, his arms laced around the prince's neck,and his pale,
lightly freckled skin was flushed with needy heat. He was so lost in
pleasure he failed to notice that the Prince's main focus wasn't on him,
but on Eli who half stood and half hid amongst the debris of litter,
embarrassed and unsure if he should be watching or not.

  Eli just did not understand why, during the whole exhibition, the Prince
cast glances over his way and either drank in the sight of Eli's slim body,
remaining more so in his groin region, or he locked hungry looking eyes
with Eli's. The predator in those amber-red eyes sent shivers down his
spine and caused his blood to pool lower each time their gazes met.

  And finally the show neared the end and the prince closed his eyes and
focused on finishing. Lost in the heated sensations, he bucked his hips
faster, thrusting so hard that the red-head slid further up the wall and
whimpered in the remnants of his own climax. The prince made one final
powerful thrust, burying himself deeply as physically possible, and held
still as he spilled his seed into the red-head. A guttural roar rumbled
through his chest like a beast claiming his mate.

  Eli had never seen such an act of passion before and all he could do when
he heard the Prince make that sound was to quietly whimper, wanting and
needing that feeling of being claimed, to be the one taken by the
strikingly handsome king of the night. The zipper of his tight clubbing
jeans bit into his throbbing member making it difficult to just stand there
and watch and not do anything to quell the fiery heat. It was like watching
porn and not being able to jerk off, only in this case watching the two hot
men ---- was better than any porn he had ever watched and still he refused
to do anything so he wouldn't be acting like a pervert.

  He instead adjusted himself and continued to watch as the Prince kissed
the red-head before he slipped out and gently set the man's legs back on
the ground. The red-head groaned unhappily as they parted and tried to
stand on wobbly feet. Eli felt his cock twitch at the sight of a white
string of cum slip to the earth from between the red-heads legs.

  "Damn.that was..------- amazing," the red-head panted out, still
obviously winded from the rough romp.

  "Hmmm," the prince growled, satisfied as well as he tucked himself back
in his white dress pants. He knelt down and fished up the red-head's
discarded dark, leather pants, and lapped at the remains of cum from the
red-head's shrinking length before he helped the man back into his
clothes. The red-head hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure from the
tormenting tongue and breathed a sigh of relief when it was removed and the
Prince finished buttoning his pants for him.

  Feeling steady enough to walk, the red-head pushed himself away from the
wall and reached up to peck the prince on the cheek before he said good bye
and walked away, calmly like he hadn't just been thoroughly fucked. Eli had
watched the red-head leave and until he had turned the corner, Eli hadn't
noticed the Prince was staring at him again with a knowing and satisfied
grin.

  Eli immediately flushed and turned to the side a little to try and hide
his obvious reaction to what he had just witnessed. "Sorry, I..uh."

  All of a sudden the prince was standing there, his body so close that the
scent of musk and vital male filled Eli's nose, and the Prince's face was
so close that the puffs of hot air stirred goose-bumps to rise across Eli's
flesh. "You have nothing to be sorry for." The prince purred in Eli's ear,
his hand moving lower to brush over the bulge in Eli's pants. "I would be
disappointed if my performance didn't achieve such results."

  Eli thought he was going to melt under that voice of honey and when the
prince caressed his clothed groin he about lost all control and came but he
held on, barely.- The prince wrapped his free arm around Eli's waist and
gripped tightly to a narrow hip, and he nuzzled the closest ear as he
continued his assault below, rubbing and teasing the hidden length. Eli
wanted to say something or apologize for being such a bother but his mind
was turned to jelly and could only whimper or moan.

  Finally after a few minutes of heavy petting the prince grew anxious and
asked, in a lightly begging tone, "Can I touch you? I want to feel you. I
want to feel you come in my hand." He nipped playfully at the ear he was
tormenting and his words only seemed to drive Eli further into a writhing
frenzy.- When all he received still were mindless moans he decided to make
his request a demand, "Come for me, I want to taste you then kiss you."

  "Oh.oh god please.please. touch me.now." Eli finally managed to crank the
gears in his mind to get out those words he desperately wanted to say. His
feet slipped a little wider, allowing the prince to step closer and he
unconsciously started grinding his hips into that wonderful hand. He was so
close now that it felt like he might die if he didn't find release and he
knew that just the slightest touch would tip him over the edge.

  Eli's hands had found their way to grip at the collar of the Prince's
white tux jacket in an attempt to hold himself steady as the pleasure
ransacked his strength but if it weren't for the Prince's arm about his
waist, Eli would have collapsed to the ground into a pile of goo when that
powerful hand unzipped his pants and slipped past the elastic of his
boxer-briefs. Eli's eyes rolled into the back of his head when that hand
grasped him and started to slowly stroke. It was like adding fuel to the
fire as the Prince brushed his thumb over Eli's sensitive crown while
running his tongue from the base of Eli's throat, along that throbbing
pulse, and following Eli's jaw line up to those quivering lips.

  "Oh....oh please." Eli moaned, just hovering over the edge.

  The Prince chuckled a low and throaty laugh. "You're so wet down
here... you've been holding yourself back."

  He could feel Eli's need for release and more so he could smell it from
the scent of his pheromones that were swirling around them. If he hadn't
had a wonderful ---- just minutes earlier he would be trying to convince
Eli to go a little further than just a hand job.

  "Come, give yourself to me." He demanded, nipping at Eli's lower lip, and
he smiled at the effect his commands had on Eli. Eli arched back and thrust
his hips into his hand and he could feel Eli's nectar start to coat his
fingers.

  Eli's world suddenly exploded in a searing hot pleasure and he lost
himself completely. He cried out, loud and without a care in the world
since he could no longer think. Moments passed as the Prince continued to
stroke him through his orgasm, one of the best he had ever experienced, and
slowly his sexual high eased. He blinked, trying to reboot his brain but he
was still lost in coming down that he didn't even realize that the Prince
had removed his hand and had zipped him back into place. The next thing his
mind made sense of was the sight of the Prince bringing his hand up to his
lips and sucking and licking each of his fingers clean.

  Eli's eyes went wide with realization that the Prince of lapping up his
cum from the hand that had brought him to the greatest climax he had ever
had. The Prince rumbled a dark chuckle, his eyes looking amused as they
intently bore into Eli's frightened green. Suddenly coming to his senses,
Eli realized that he had just let a complete stranger give him a hand job
and that stranger was now happily snacking on his spent cum.

  Noticing the sudden tenseness in Eli's body and the fear in his eyes, the
Prince's smile widened, showing off his perfectly white teeth, and he
leaned in and brushed his lips over Eli's. Eli stiffened at first contact
but as those hot lips sucked and a tongue prodded his mouth, his mind
relaxed and he gave in. The Prince tugged at Eli's lower lip with his
teeth, and as Eli let slip a moan and the Prince surged forward with a
spear like tongue and devoured Eli's compliant mouth. The sudden intrusion
and possessiveness of the kiss sent tingling sensations up Eli's spine and
straight to his brain. He could taste alcohol and his cum on the Prince's
lips which gave the kiss a heady, almost intoxicating feel.

  All too soon the Prince broke the passionate kiss, pulling back to look
at Eli's reddened face, smiling like a cat who successfully caught his
prey.

  "So does that answer your question?"