Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2004 10:19:54 -0500
From: Michael Marsh <bghrdpcs@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Guardian: Part 1

Disclaimer: This story contains a fictitious account. Any relation to any
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains
male-to-male sex between consenting adults. If you are under the age of 18,
or if it is illegal in the area in which you live to read such materials,
please continue no further. This story is copyrighted by the author, and no
portion of this story may be copied, distributed or republished without the
author's express, written consent. All that good crap aside, read on to your
heart's content...

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He stood, perched on the edge of the colossal skyscraper. For a normal
person, the people below would seem like tiny ants. But his keen sight and
hearing allowed him to see the people as if here were only a few feet away
rather than 100 stories high. He could hear the mother yelling at her
children to hurry up as the navigated her way through the busy street; he
could hear the businesswoman on her cellphone, cursing her assistant for his
failure to procure the documents she needed for the business dinner for
which she was already late. Withdrawing his focus, the people began to
shrink from sight until they were almost ant-sized, their conversations
blending into an indiscernible cacophony of sound.

It had been a slow night. He was glad. A lot of times there were too many
emergencies, too many tragedies, too many people. Through the centuries he
learned to tune out the thoughts and the screams of others, to be able to
focus on those whom he could actually help. On his 21st birthday, when his
powers first awakened, he was nearly driven mad by the amount of pain and
suffering he could hear and feel -- people screaming for help, being
murdered, drowning, burning alive -- all the suffering nearly drove him
insane. But that was then. Now he has learned to control his power.

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Brad peeled his sweaty shirt off his muscular torso as his lithe body
writhed to the pulsating music. He was in pure heaven. Nothing could bother
him when he was on the dance floor. He stretched his arms upward to the sky,
oblivious of those around him and just let his body move. He didn't notice
the stares of the men at the bar... he didn't notice the stares of the men
around him on the dance floor, men wanting to touch him, dance with him,
fuck him. He didn't notice anyone else in the room. He was lost, dancing in
his own world; he was free.

Dark eyes followed Brad's every move. The creature needed to feed, and he
was looking at one amazing specimen. The boy across the room stood at a
respectable 5'10", with dark brown hair and amazing blue eyes. He could tell
the boy was confident in his own beauty; even lost in his own world, he knew
that the boy was putting on a show... just for him. He reached out and
touched the boy's mind, stealing his memories and learning his identity.

"Brad. His name is Brad," the creature thought to himself, uttering a soft,
wry chuckle. "Well, Brad, you shall be mine. Soon."

Just then, Brad stopped dancing. He started to look around the club,
suddenly very self-conscious, almost panicked. He was searching through the
bright lights and gyrating bodies for a familiar face. He thought he had
heard his name called. Were his friends suddenly here in the club? Did they
see him? Uncomfortable, Brad put his sweaty shirt back on and made his way
towards the bathroom. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being
watched.

The bathroom was dark and overcrowded. Brad could hear the moans of men
having sex. He definitely heard the sound of someone getting fucked -- hard,
and there were other, equally unmistakable sounds of men getting head and
jacking each other off. There were no urinals in this bathroom, only stalls.
"Must be in the woman's room," Brad thought to himself. There were some
perks to having Gay-Only Night. Even as Brad was walking through the
bathroom, he still felt that there was someone following him.

And, of course, there was.

As he followed his prey through the dark and crowded bathroom, the smell of
sex aroused him, making his hunger even stronger. He reached out again and
touched the young man's mind, reading into his past and finding out about
his past lovers, searching for which one the young quarry regarded as the
best. He smiled to himself upon his discovery of the answer.

Effortlessly, the creature bended the light around him, reshaping the
molecules in the air and of his skin until  he reached the necessary size
and had the correct appearance. He was now 6'2" tall, he had ebony skin and
hazel-green eyes. He was more muscular than he normally was, yet he was
shorter. He couldn't believe that his prey could actually know such a
perfect specimen. This body he replicated was fit beyond belief. His pecs,
shoulders and biceps bulged and stretched against the fabric of his silk
shirt. His legs were massive, his muscular thighs pressing against each
other, straining against the fabric of his pants. His cock twitched, pulsing
with life, as his balls hung heavy and low in his pants. His new body was
amazing. He was going to enjoy feeding tonight.

Once again the creature touched Brad's mind and hypnotically suggested to
Brad that he turn around. As Brad did so, the creature allowed himself to be
seen as the stolen memory, just as he phased through the door of a nearby
stall.

Inside the stall, the beast was suddenly thrown into the mix of a threesome.
There was an older man, nicely built, pounding his bare cock into the ass of
a younger (but not young) man. As the young man moaned with each of the
violent thrusts of the man called "General", he sucked on the dick of
another muscular black man.

"Oh, yeah, baby, take my dick all the way," the "General" moaned, thrusting
harder and harder into the younger man's ass. "Oh, God, I love fucking a man
raw. Don't you worry, though, baby, the General isn't gonna shoot up your
ass. I'm gonna shoot all over your face and down your throat. Isn't that
what you want?" The younger man moaned an answer as he jacked himself off
and sucked on the black man's dick. Just then the black man started to moan
and shake with his impending orgasm. He pulled his dick out of the other
man's mouth and shot his load all over the other man's face and chest.

"Oh, yeah, baby, cum all over me! Yeah, General, fuck my ass! Oh, baby, I'm
gonna cum! Oh, fuck yeah, I'm coming! Make me cum, daddy! Fuck my ass and
make me cum!" As the younger man's orgasm took hold, he shot his load up and
onto his own face and into his own mouth.

"Ooh, that's hot, boy. Come for your general. Yeah, take his dick and shoot
that load. Oh, I'm gonna cum, too. I'm gonna cum all over you. Fuck, yeah,
I'm gonna cum all in your ass, boy! Yeah take my load up your ass!" As the
General started to come he started pounding the younger man harder and
harder until the young man's head was banging against the walls of the
stall. The General filled the younger man's ass with his cum, some of it
leaking out against his own cock and dribbling down the fucked man's ass.

It wasn't until after all three men had finished their orgasm that they
noticed the man standing behind them. In the same instant that they noticed
him, he phased back through the door and was gone.

Brad could have sworn that he saw David. He was now searching from stall to
stall, hoping that he was right. He hadn't seen David in almost a month.
They broke up over a year ago, but they had become "friends with benefits"
about six months in to the break-up. The last time they hooked-up, the last
time Brad's ass and lips were stretched beyond belief by David's mammoth
cock, the last time Brad had come without having to touch himself, was close
to four months ago. If David was here, Brad definitely wanted to get a piece
of that huge cock. The thought of it now made his own seven inches start to
leak against his A&F jeans.

His eyes strained against the darkness, trying to make out David's ebony
face. It was hopeless. David was as dark as the room itself, and in this
lack of light, he could be near invisible. "Eyes and teeth", Brad chuckled
to himself, recalling the nickname David had given himself. Just as he
thought the words to himself, he thought he caught a glimpse of a
Cheshire-like grin in the darkness. Brad pushed his way past the bodies of
men lining the bathroom, making his way towards that haunting and familiar
smile.

"David!", Brad exclaimed, wrapping his arms around the taller man. "I
thought I had seen you. What are you doing here? I thought you were in
London."

The creature reached into Brad's mind again, careful not to probe too hard,
and read the memory of Brad saying goodbye to David three weeks ago at the
airport. This could be a mistake, stealing this body. Not that it would
matter beyond the night.

"Yeah, I was...", the creature said, stealing David's voice, intonations and
inflections from Brad's memories. "But I got a little leave of absence for
the next few days, so I decided to catch a quick flight home. One of the
perks of being a company exec."

"All at the tender age of 32, too", Brad added.

"Hey, don't advertise! I might want to get some tonight, and if everyone
around here knows how old I am, I might not."

"Oh, please, David... with a body like that and a cock like that, you'll be
getting anyone you want.... even me."

"Oh, really? I can have a piece of that tight white ass tonight?" 'David'
asked, wrapping his muscular arms around Brad's waist and pulling the young
man close. The creature was enjoying himself, probing this young man's mind
without the slightest bit of detection, stealing memories from this kid's
past and putting them all to work in maintaining this new, stolen form. On
top of all of this, he was being charming and seductive as he enticed his
young prey. All without the slightest bit of effort.

"You know that you don't even have to ask... you know that I want you
anytime and anyplace I can get you," Brad added coyly, pressing his body and
his growing hard-on against David's taut frame.

"Really? Well, then, in that case, you got me," 'David' said, pulling Brad
into one of the available stalls. He telepathically closed the door behind
him and sealed off the stall from prying eyes and ears. No one but another
psychic -- and there were none here in the club tonight, he'd already
checked -- would be able to see or hear what was going to happen in this
stall. Which was good, for after the moments of extreme pleasure this young
man would experience, the creature didn't want anyone to hear the boy's
blood-curdling screams as he stole the life from the boy's body.

"Hmm... I had almost forgotten how hot you are," Brad said, inclining his
head to meet David's smoldering full lips with his own. "I have missed
this." As David's warm lips met Brad's, Brad could feel his cock start to
rise. David was the best kisser he'd ever known; David was the best lover
Brad had ever known. 'David' ran his hands through Brad's hair, parting his
lips slightly to taste Brad's breath in his mouth. Brad's lips were full and
warm, and his breath was hot against the creature's mouth. The creature
could feel himself becoming more and more aroused. This was a good
selection, indeed.

Brad parted his lips even further and pressed his tongue against 'David's.
He felt 'David's strong hands pick him up off the floor and pull his legs
around 'David's waist. Brad started pressing his hips more against 'David's
torso, slowly grinding his crotch into the pit of 'David's stomach.

The creature slid his hands down Brad's back. He was amazed at how tight and
firm this young body truly was. He slid his hands underneath Brad's shirt
and rubbed his warm, slightly sweaty flesh. He then slid his hands down
Brad's spine and underneath his jeans and bikini briefs, caressing the warm
globes of Brad's perfect ass. He heard Brad moan in pleasure as the creature
used his middle finger to circle Brad's hairless ass hole. Brad's moans
increased as the creature pushed his large middle finger into Brad's hot,
moist hole. As the creature fingered Brad with his right hand, his left hand
held Brad firm against his own body, Brad's legs still wrapped firmly
against the creature's waist, and Brad's hot mouth kissing the man he
thought was David.

Slowly, 'David' lowered Brad to the floor and peeled the sweaty t-shirt off
of Brad's muscular body. 'David' began kissing his way down Brad's neck and
chest, sucking on each of Brad's taut nipples. While his warm tongue played
with Brad's nipples, 'David' unbuttoned Brad's jeans and slid his
lover's/conquest's clothes to the floor. Brad stood before him naked, as the
creature's strong hands caressed and stroked every inch of Brad's fine body.

The creature stopped working on Brad's hot, surprisingly sensitive, nipples
and began kissing his way down Brad's hot stomach. He followed the treasure
trail from Brad's bellybutton down to his warm, engorged dick. The creature
used the large lips of his stolen identity to kiss all around Brad's crotch,
purposefully avoiding Brad's dick itself. The creature then let his tongue
slide out from his mouth and lick the tip of Brad's cock head, which was
already dripping with pre-cum.

"Oh, God, David, that feels so good. Yeah, just like that. Tease me with
your tongue, David. Yeah... tease my dick," Brad moaned and whispered,
barely able to speak from all of the pleasure that he was feeling. He knew
that David was good, but it was never like this. Even though they were in
the stall of a club, this was the makings of the best sex Brad had ever had.
Somewhere deep within his subconscious, an idea sparked within him that
something was different... something was amiss. But his subconscious
couldn't compete with the pleasure his body was feeling right now.

After a few minutes of teasing Brad's dick with his tongue, the creature
allowed his tongue to become incredibly wet as he slid his entire mouth onto
Brad's dick, making sure that the base of Brad's dick felt the entire length
and moisture of his tongue. Brad's knees went weak and he suddenly had to
hold himself up against the walls of the stall. He had never felt that
before.

"Oh, my, God... yes, David. Suck my dick! Oh, God. That feels so good!"

Brad looked down at his erstwhile boyfriend and couldn't believe what was
happening. He and David had sex countless times before, but never had David
been this good. He closed his eyes as he felt David's tongue work expertly
on his swollen dick, gently sliding from the base of his shaft back up to
the top of his engorged head. He could feel the walls of David's mouth as he
sucked so hard that Brad's dick felt as if it were in a vacuum. He would
suck Brad's dick and slide his tight lips all the way up and down the base
of his cock, teasing Brad's cock head with his tongue.

"Oh, God, David, that feels so good. Slow down, slow down... you're gonna
make me come too soon." Brad had to actually pull David's head away from his
cock. As good as that felt, he didn't want to come too soon. He wanted to
enjoy every minute of this. He wanted to come while David fucked him.

"Here, David, let me suck you off a little," Brad said, kneeling in front of
'David' as he unbuttoned his silk shirt and slid his pants down below his
legs. 'David's dick practically hit Brad in the face as it flung free from
the confines of his pants. "Oh, yeah, I've definitely missed this. I almost
forgot how big you are. Ooh, I just want to taste every inch of you... feel
your warm cum slide down my throat." With that, Brad opened his mouth wide
to accommodate the thickness of 'David's ten-inch dick.

"Oh, yeah, baby... that feels real good. Suck on my dick. Take it all the
way. Swallow the whole thing... yeah, that's it." Brad was more than happy
to do what he was told as he tried his hardest to fit all of 'David's ten
inches down his throat. His eyes started tearing as his air supply was
completely cut off with the length and girth 'David's massive cock. But Brad
didn't care. With his face buried in 'David's crotch and his nose pressed
into 'David's trimmed pubic hair, Brad was enthralled by the masculine smell
of his lover.

"Oh, God, Brad, no one can take me all the way like you can. Fuck, that
feels so good." There was something different in David's voice tonight; it
was almost hypnotic. Just hearing that he was pleasing this ebony stud was
all the encouragement he needed. Brad decided that he was going to use all
of his tricks to give his friend the best blowjob he'd had in a long time.
He started doing some of the things that 'David' had done to him earlier. He
let his tongue gather a lot of saliva and then slowly wrapped his lips
around the head of 'David's dick. As 'David's dick entered his mouth, he
started circling his tongue around the head of his cock, letting all the
moisture of his mouth coat his partner's cock head.

After a few minutes of teasing 'David's head like that, Brad pulled 'David's
dick up and started sucking on his balls. First he worked on one at a time,
slowly rolling his tongue around each one, licking it slowly and carefully.
Then he sucked one into his mouth, feeling the weight of 'David's heavy
egg-shaped balls in his mouth. He lifted one of 'David's massive legs up
onto his shoulder, allowing him more access to that sweet spot underneath
his ballsack. As Brad continued to suck on 'David's balls, be stuck his
index finger into 'David's mouth, getting his finger nice and wet. He then
removed his now wet finger from 'David's mouth and started probing 'David's
hot ass hole. As Brad went back to sucking on 'David's cock, which was now
dripping heavily with 'David's salty pre-cum, he pressed his index finger
into 'David's hot hole.

Something struck Brad as odd. He knew 'David's ass could get both wet and be
really hot, but he didn't know it could be this hot. As he kept on sucking
'David's dick, he noticed that his finger was getting hot. Really hot.
Almost unbearably hot.

The creature sensed the shift in Brad's mind, and he knew that Brad was
wondering why his ex-lover's body was so hot. The creature knew that he was
close to hurting Brad with his body heat; he was burning the young man's
finger. He wondered if he could hypnotically suggest to Brad to ignore it,
or if he should call the whole thing off and consume the man right now. He
didn't want Brad to stop, though. This young man was actually pleasing him.

Just then Brad pulled his finger from 'David's ass, and pulled his mouth off
'David's dick. He slid away from 'David' and looked at him. Something was
wrong. He knew that he didn't understand why he felt this way, but at his
core he knew: This man was not David.

"Wh-what's going on?" Brad asked, starting to get frightened. "Who are you?"

"Brad, what are you talking about?" The creature said, his mind reaching out
to touch Brad's again. He knew now that he was going to have to work
increasingly hard to get Brad back to where they were before. Brad's mind
was beginning to fight the creature's hypnosis. There was a part of Brad's
mind that was strong, resisting the urge to believe in the illusion.

"You're not David. I don't know who you are, but you're not David," Brad
said, standing up, backing up against the wall. He was scared shitless right
now. He knew that he should stop talking and try to figure out a way out,
but this thing was blocking the door and whoever it was, it had David's form
and size, and David was easily twice Brad's size.

The creature didn't want to kill Brad just yet. He still wanted to be
pleasured by this young stud. He was hungry to feed, and feeding was the
best when the victim was at his or her emotional or physical peak. The best
of both worlds was during sex. There was no greater physical or emotional
peak that at the height of an orgasm, the creature found. And he was working
on building Brad up to the greatest -- and last -- orgasm of his life. He
needed to assert control again. But he needed to be careful. He was
stretching his mind in several different directions and he would be
vulnerable if he pushed himself too far.

"Brad, I don't know what's wrong. It's me: David. The same man that loved
you for so long. The same man that you spent that amazing week in Hawaii
with, the same man you spent a significant part of your life with. The same
man that still cares for you, deeply -- the same man that still loves you.
It's me, Brad. It's me." With that, the creature leaned in towards Brad and
grabbed him in his arms, pulling him close and kissing him the way Brad's
mind told him that David used to kiss him while they were still deeply in
love. It may have been a mistake, but he just needed to hypnotize Brad long
enough to get him to want to have sex again.

Brad's mind was reeling. On some level he felt that this wasn't David, but
on another level, he felt that it had to be. No one could kiss him like
David could; no one loved him like David did. What Brad didn't know was that
his mind was being manipulated again, this time more strongly than before
and he was being forced into accepting this illusion. What's more, the
creature had tapped into the part of the mind that controlled passion and
was making Brad want this, want him.

====================

Something was wrong. He could feel it. He was still standing perched atop
the roof, his black trench coat blowing in the wind. It had begun to rain,
and he could feel that there was something unnatural in the rain. The
goddess of the earth was trying to communicate with him. There was a
darkness nearby. He'd felt this feeling hundreds of times before over the
centuries. He knew what was wrong: It was Him. The creature was near again.
The one who had destroyed so many other guardians over the centuries had
awakened. The creature had returned. What's worse, the creature was
beginning to feed on an innocent. Listening to the winds, he heard the
goddess' plea to save this young innocent. He was to ignore all others and
save this innocent.

Stretching his arms to the sky, he lifted off the roof and was carried away
on the winds. His allowed his mind to expand and search the city. He was
almost overwhelmed with all of the sensations he was sensing -- terror,
passion, love, hatred, death, life, joy, anguish. Soon he was able to focus
his mind on the images of darkness -- the evil witches and warlocks, the
psychics manipulating innocent minds, the shape-shifters, and other
supernatural beings that had turned to darkness. In a matter of a few
moments, his mind had found him. Instantly, he altered his course and flew
downtown. He had to work quickly; the creature would feed soon. He feared
what was going to happen, for in his heart, he knew:

He wasn't powerful enough to stop him.

====================

Brad succumbed to the creature's hypnosis and found himself lost in memories
of David and the desires to be with his ex-partner again. He was on his back
now, letting 'David' work his tongue into his hot ass hole. He moaned in
pleasure as 'David' tongued his hole, sometimes penetrating his hole with
his tongue, other times circling around the hole itself.

Brad was going crazy with pleasure as moaned and bucked his hips forward.
"Oh, God, David, that feels so good! Keep tonguing my ass! Oh, yeah! Oh,
God!" Brad was lost in ecstasy as 'David' worked his mouth from Brad's hole
all the way up to Brad's balls, sucking each of them into his mouth. 'David'
then sucked his way up Brad's hot cock, licking all the pre-cum oozing from
his cock head before sliding his mouth down Brad's seven-inch tool.

"Mmm, baby, you feel so good. Suck me off." As 'David' sucked on Brad's
dick, he took his thick finger and started to gently finger-fuck Brad's
hairless ass. He made sure to press up and forward, teasing Brad's prostate
and making Brad scream with pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, yeah David! Oh, fuck me with your finger! Oh, man, your mouth
feels so good on my dick!" Brad threw his head back in ecstasy. He couldn't
believe everything that he was feeling. It was all so intense. All the
averse feelings from a few moments ago long since faded away from memory.
All that Brad cared about now was the intense, immeasurable pleasure.

"David, slow down, man, I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum!" 'David' didn't
listen, but instead started finger-fucking Brad even harder while he
increased the pace of his blowjob. Brad's head was spinning as he could feel
the impending orgasm build from his balls and the pit of his stomach. He was
going to come... hard and fast.

Just then 'David' stopped sucking on Brad's dick and pulled his finger out
of Brad's ass. Brad looked up at 'David' quizzically, but 'David' just
smiled. Brad saw 'David' lower himself a little bit and Brad knew what was
coming next: 'David' was going to fuck him. Hard.

Brad felt 'David' circle his swollen, oozing dick at the top of his hole. He
thought 'David' was going to penetrate him then, but he felt two of 'David's
thick fingers enter him instead. 'David's fingers once again found his
prostate and Brad was in heaven. 'David' then removed his fingers and
pressed his dick against Brad's hole. Brad felt the head of 'David's dick
enter him and he almost screamed at the force of the penetration. Even with
being fingered, he still wasn't quite ready for the thickness of 'David's
cock.

The creature knew that he had to be careful in fucking this young stud. He
knew now that this man he was impersonating was incredibly sweet and
sensitive, and that he would never hurt Brad during sex. He couldn't lose
his hold over this kid's mind again. He had to make sure that everything
went perfectly and that there were no more slip-ups. This kid was close to
coming, and he was going to fuck the orgasm right out of him and consume all
that energy right there.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm not gonna hurt you," 'David' said, stroking Brad's
still stiff dick and allowing Brad to get used to the thickness of his dick.

"I know. You never have. I trust you. I'm starting to loosen up some, too.
Give me a little more," Brad said, not wanting 'David' to pull out. He felt
more of his hole open up as 'David' slid his hot, massive cock inside. It
wasn't long before 'David' was in to the hilt and Brad was completely filled
with the girth of 'David's dick. He could feel 'David' pressing hard against
his prostate and he knew that he was close to coming.

"Oh, David, yeah, you feel so good. Come on, fuck me hard and make me cum. I
want you to fuck the cum right out of me!" The creature was more than happy
to oblige and began slamming his ten-inch dick in and out of his prey. He
could tell that the boy was getting turned on by the sound of 'David'
fucking him, his balls slamming against the other man's ass. The creature
could feel Brad's ass tightening around his dick, and by the look on the
boy's face, he was going to come... hard. Now.

=================

He had made his way across town in what felt like minutes, but was only a
matter of seconds. As he flew toward his destination, he allowed his mind to
expand again and search the inside of club, trying to locate the creature.
Immediately he found his astral self crossing the dance floor, and he could
almost hear the pulsating beat and feel the writhing heat of hundreds of
sweaty, horny men. He scanned all of the dark rooms and back rooms of the
club, and soon he was able to find the creature. He had sealed himself in
one of the stalls of the bathroom. He couldn't tell if the creature's prey
was still alive, but he knew that the creature was expending a lot of
psychic energy cloaking the stall from human eyes. There were other traces
of psychic energy present, too. He couldn't tell why, but he knew that his
target was working hard at something.

He concentrated hard and forced his mind through the psychic shield the
creature placed around the bathroom stall. Of all the talents he'd developed
over the years, his telepathy was still the weakest by far. He would have to
be careful; he didn't want to get into an astral battle with this creature.
Not until his body was present at the scene, too.

Once he psychically broke through the stall, everything became clear. He saw
that the creature had taken on another form -- an impressive man -- and was
also hypnotizing the innocent he was sent to protect. They were in the
throes of passionate sex, and the young man was about to climax. Just as he
was about to teleport his body to the club and rejoin his astral self -- the
strain of psychic projection was almost too much for him -- he saw the
creature release his own astral projection, which confronted him eye-to-eye,
face-to-face.

Before he could react to protect himself, he felt an intense blast of
psychic energy that paralyzed him. He let out an inhuman scream of anguish
and fell from the sky, landing in an alley between two buildings. As he
fell, he crashed through the fire escape that was attached to the side of
one building -- all seven stories -- and landed with a crushing thud onto
the ground. The only thing he was conscious of feeling was the cooling rain
upon his face.

=================

"Oh, God, David! I'm cumming! Oh, I'm gonna cum! Yeah, baby, fuck me hard!
Oh, I'm gonna cum!" Brad shouted in ecstasy. As he felt his orgasm grow, he
stared into the eyes of the man who was bringing him so much pleasure. It
was something Brad learned to do from David himself. David used to always
make Brad look him right in the eyes as he came. There was something about
seeing the passion in someone else's eyes during an orgasm that just
increased the sensations almost exponentially. This time, however, when he
looked in 'David's eyes, he noticed that they were glowing. And green.

"What the fuck is wrong with your eyes?" Brad asked, surprised. But even
this shock couldn't stop his orgasm as 'David' continued to fuck him hard.
"God, David, what's -- I'm coming! -- oh, fuck! What's going -- God, I'm
gonna cum!" Brad threw his head back as he felt his orgasm overwhelm him.
This was the most intense orgasm he'd ever had. His first load blasted clean
over his face and landed in his hair. The second and third shot splattered
Brad's face, and the last few shots landed on his chest and stomach.

Brad couldn't believe what was going on. He knew that there was something
wrong, but all he could feel was the intense pleasure of this orgasm. What's
more, it seemed as if time itself had slowed down and he was living inside
the pleasure from this orgasm. His heart was racing his head was spinning,
and the man who was fucking him had glowing, green eyes.

Then all of Brad's pleasure turned to searing pain as he felt the life being
sucked out of him. He began to scream, but he felt that all of his sound,
too, was being absorbed. He couldn't move his hands and he couldn't get
away. His world had turned from being intensely pleasurable to searingly
painful in the blink of an eye. He could feel 'David's dick still inside of
him, but it was burning him. He felt as if his insides were on fire.

Brad could see his life flashing before his eyes, and he seemed to watch all
of his memories be sucked out of his mind as this thing with green eyes
seemed to absorb everything about him.

The creature had begun to feed, and it was a delightful feast. He wanted to
wait until the absolute peak of the boy's orgasm, but he had to start now.
The Guardian was near, and he knew that it was only a few moments before he
would return. The creature was weakened from maintaining this form,
hypnotizing the boy and sealing off the stall from prying eyes. This foe,
unlike the others whom he'd faced before had pierced through these psychic
shields before the creature could realize, and it took more strength than he
realized to conjure up the psychic blast to send him away. He knew that he
would be back and he would need life-energy to destroy him.

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"You must revive! Hear me, my guardian! The goddess of the earth commands
you to revive! You must save this innocent!" He heard her pleas in his mind
as he forced his eyes open. For the first time in a long time, his body
actually hurt. He was weakened, and he didn't know how much of a battle he
could survive. But he was indebted to the goddess. She rarely commanded him
so forcefully, and he knew that he had to obey. He willed himself to stand.
As he stood, he could feel knew energy surge through him. He was being
struck by lightning. He used the burst of energy to teleport to the club...
into that stall. He would face the creature that was sure to kill him.

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The creature delighted in the screams of the young man. He was surprisingly
strong, and there was much on which he could feed. This was going to take
longer than he had expected, but draining this much life from one being was
going to be worth it. It seemed his choice of the evening had the combined
emotional and physical strength of nearly ten lesser men. It would take a
few moments for him to absorb it all.

Suddenly he felt the presence in the stall again. Only this time, it wasn't
astral. He was here.

"In the name of goddess, I will not allow you to destroy this man!" The
Guardian spoke, his voice booming throughout the stall. Before the creature
had a moment to respond, the Guardian focused his energy and channeled it
into one psionic burst, blasting the creature through his own psychic shield
and out of the stall. Normally he would have been more careful with so many
innocents around, but he would just have to try to erase their memories
later. Right now he had to eliminate this threat. He prayed that he could.

The creature was thrown through his own psychic force field, through the
walls of the stall, and through the steel-enforce walls of the club. He
landed on the middle of the dance floor, knocking over several men in the
process. Stunned, he reverted back to his true shape. He had over-exerted
himself tonight. He was overconfident and careless. He had stretched himself
too far without even noticing it. What's more, this being had interrupted
his feeding. He didn't know this foe's limitations yet. He was not like
other guardians he had faced before. Perhaps he was one of the Eternals? He
didn't have time to worry about that. He would have to find away to win --
or to survive his escape.

The creature looked up amongst all the stunned faces of the dance floor and
realized he could use this to his advantage. Quickly reaching out, he
grabbed two virile men and stole their energy right there, killing them
instantly. They were not at full peak from dancing all night long, but it
was enough to give him a charge. Upon seeing this, the other men started
fleeing the club. The creature scanned the club with his mind, seeking the
new guardian. He didn't have to search far, as he saw him phase through the
wall to confront him.

The Guardian wasted no time. He feared that he wasn't strong enough, but he
knew that he had to end this battle before it began. He sensed the
creature's fatigue, and he couldn't allow him to recharge. In the centuries
since he was called to protect, he had never faced a foe this powerful. But
he could not allow this evil to succeed. He had to win.

"As the guardian of the innocent, I will banish your evil from this place!"
Summoning all the strength he had within him, his body began to glow as fire
shot from his eyes and consumed the creature before him. He could hear the
creature scream as it teleported itself away. It was wounded, but it lived.
He knew in his heart it would return. But that didn't matter now.

He returned to the bathroom stall where he saw a young man in a crumpled
heap on the floor, clinging desperately to life.

"I'm not sure what the goddess wants with you. Perhaps there is another
barter to be made. But I shall not allow you to die this night." He reached
his hands out and touched the young man's dying body, using the energy of
the earth to slowly heal his wounds. He could sense a great deal of passion
and love inside this boy, and the guardian's own heart swelled with pity
when he thought of what could have happened tonight. As a guardian, he knew
that all of those that walked the earth were innocent and he was to protect
them all equally. But, he was moved by this young man. He felt something
stir within him that he had not felt in centuries.

He knew that it would take a long time to heal this man. He couldn't do it
here; he, himself, was far too weak at this stage. There was still the
matter of searching the minds of those in the club tonight and "replacing"
their memories of what happened. He was still to account for the two
innocents lost tonight. And the night was still young. There were others to
protect. The other powers of good would have to protect them tonight. He
needed to return home and he needed to revive this innocent before him. He
could feel in his soul that he had the goddess' approval. It was she herself
who intervened on behalf of this innocent, so there had to be something more
to him than anyone knew. The guardian made his decision.

It was forbidden, but he made the choice to take this innocent home.