Gabriel's entire body itched, almost as if a thousand little ants were moving under his skin. He rubbed his hands up and down his arms to try and alleviate the irritation, but it didn't seem to do him any good. Nothing he did seemed to abate the horrible itching, not a shower, not creams, nothing. No matter what he did, he felt like something was crawling under his flesh.
He couldn't explain what was going on in his life lately. Between the itching, the strange cravings for raw meat, the weird dreams that woke him in the middle of the night covered in sweat and breathing hard, and the extreme pain in his joints when he woke every morning.
Gabriel didn't even want to think about the extra hair he suddenly seemed to be sprouting lately. Normally he could go a few days in between shaves. Lately, he seemed to be growing hair almost everywhere. It freaked him out a little too much to deal with right now.
He didn't know if he was going crazy or dying or what. He just knew that since the day of his twenty-fifth birthday three weeks ago, life as he knew ceased to exist. The scents in the air smelled more fragrant, the colors of the outside world looked more vibrant. And he found that he had more energy, almost too much.
It seemed as if everything had changed and Gabriel didn't know what to do about it or what to think. He did know he needed help, preferably a medical doctor. His only problem seemed to be getting to a doctor. Every time he even walked close to a medical facility, the strange birthmark on his back burned so bad it nearly dropped him to his knees.
Which is exactly why Gabriel found himself standing outside of Hide-Away-Books. From the outside, the small bookstore didn't look like much. The windows were kind of dusty, and the building was made of old crumbling red brick. It didn't give him much hope that the bookstore would hold what he needed. He was a little afraid that the place would collapse around his ears.
Still, this place might have hope for him. After making a list of his symptoms, Gabriel started researching his condition on the internet. From everything he could find, there was an old book that might hold the answers for him. Supposedly, this bookstore held a copy of that book. Looking at the place, Gabriel doubted it.
Wishing he was anywhere except where he was, Gabriel took a deep breath and pushed the door open. He glanced up quickly when he heard a small tinkling sound. A small brass bell hung just over the door, jingling when the door opened.
"I'll be right out," a voice called from the back of the store.
"Take your time." Please take your time, Gabriel thought as he glanced around the room. Stacks of books littered every inch of the place, a small trail of space winding through the place. Most of the books looked like they hadn't seen a dust rag in years, some might not have even seen daylight.
Gabriel picked up the top book on one pile. He blew the grime off the cover, coughing when a billow of dust covered his face. Gabriel grimaced and set the book back down on the pile.
There was no way he would find the answers he needed in this place. It just wasn't going to happen. With that thought in mind, and possibly escape before the building came down on top of him, Gabriel headed for the front door.
"Hello, I'm Aldrik, what can I help you find?"
Gabriel stopped and turned to face the man that spoke behind him. He was a little surprised to find that he wasn't some old ancient bookworm. Despite the long braid of pure white hair hanging down one side, Aldrik didn't look more than thirty-five or forty years old.
"Was there something specific you were looking for?" Aldrik asked.
"I was doing some research on the internet and your bookstore seemed to be the only place that had a book I'm looking for," Gabriel said. "Higden's Harmonious Healing? Do you still have a copy?"
One that won't fall to pieces the minute you pick it up? Gabriel added mentally. He looked around, wondering if such a book existed in the place. Turning back to the older man, he caught just a hint of shock on Aldrik's face before the man schooled his features.
"Higden's Harmonious Healing?" the man asked. "Why would you be looking for a copy of that old book? It's outdated, folktale hodgepodge nonsense."
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but do you have the book or not?"
Aldrik seemed to regard him for several moments before nodding his head. "I might have a copy around here somewhere. Why don't you make yourself comfortable while I look for it?"
Gabriel watched Aldrik walk into the back of the shop. He looked around and tried to visualize anywhere that he might be comfortable. There really wasn't one. Gabriel hadn't been comfortable in days.
"So...can I kiss you again?"
Chay's rounded for a moment before they became half-lidded and filled with lust. He rolled over onto his back and threw his arms wide. "You can do anything you want to me.
There was a loaded statement.
Gabriel scooted close to Chay and leaned over him. Staring down at the man, with the smile on his lips and the light in his eyes, the way his long dark hair splayed out over the pillow, all of it was there to tempt Gabriel.
"God, you're beautiful," he said as he drank in all of the beauty before him. Chay was a man's man. There was no doubt about that, but he was astonishingly beautiful. Like top model beautiful.
"Me?" Chay chuckled. "I'm not the pretty one in this relationship."
"Wanna bet," Gabriel whispered right before lowering his mouth. Chay opened for him as soon as their lips pressed together. The touch of Chay's lips sent a shock wave through Gabriel's entire body.
Gabriel groaned as he leaned into the kiss, settling against Chay's muscular body. He thought he could spend the rest of his life kissing this man and die happy. He traced the fullness of Chay's lips with his tongue before delving inside. He lapped at Chay, tasting him.
He wanted to devour him.
Chay's hands wrapped around him, holding him close. Gabriel whimpered when Chay's leg pressed between his. As thin as the cotton lounge pants were, he could feel everything, and he ached.
"Chay," he whispered against the man's lips. "I need, Chay."
"Get rid of the pants, baby," Chay replied in a rough voice. "I'll take care of you."
Gabriel was nearly out of his mind with need. He quickly shed the lounge pants, pushing them away, then reached for the waistband of Chay's lounge pants. Revealing Chay's naked body to his hungry gaze was a torture in itself. The man's body was a thing of beauty.
He wanted to feel Chay fuck him. It was a desperate need, one that Gabriel was unable to deny. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lube, spreading the liquid up over his fingers then rubbed it over the crack of his ass.
Gabriel started licking Chay's cock, sucking it deep into his mouth as he reached around behind his body and started stretching his ass, readying himself for Chay's dick.
The first finger burned for a moment, his ass unused to having anything inside of it. Gabriel used the pain, putting more effort into sucking the large shaft in his mouth. With each thrust of his fingers into his ass, Gabriel swallowed Chay's cock.
As he moved down to lick at Chay's balls again, Gabriel saw the man's puckered hole twitching as if it needed to be filled. He stroked his tongue across the tight entrance several times, noticing it loosen with each swipe.
When Chay started to reach for his cock, Gabriel blocked him, swallowing the hard shaft down again until the head hit the back of his throat. He suddenly wished he had a third hand so that he could grab his own aching cock, but that would have to wait until he was riding the thick cock in his mouth.
"Gabriel," Chay cried out, "I'm not going to last much longer."
Gabriel knew that was his cue. "Scoot up to the head of the bed."
Chay looked confused, but did as Gabriel ordered. Gabriel climbed up onto the bed, kneeling between Chay's legs. Gabriel couldn't keep the grin off his face at Chay's shocked look as he straddled the man and slowly sank down on his cock. There was burning and twinges of pain as Chay's massive length filled his ass, but the pleasure shooting through his body far outweighed any discomfort he felt.
By the time Gabriel sat all of the way down on Chay, he felt fuller than he could ever remember feeling. There wasn't an inch of space left empty in his ass. He would feel Chay's cock move inside him with every thrust.
"Fuck me, Chay." Gabriel hissed. "I want to feel your cock pound my ass."
Chay's hands gripped Gabriel's hips as he thrust up. Gabriel cried out as Chay's cock rubbed against his prostate the entire time. Each thrust was powerful, pushing Gabriel forward until he had to plant his hands on the mattress on both sides of Chay's head to keep from crashing into the headboard. Chay was strong, powerful, and able to lift Gabriel up and down on his cock as he lifted his own body to meet Gabriel's.
It was heaven and it was hell, exquisite in its intensity and painful in its strength. Gabriel felt like he was paralyzed to do anything but hover over Chay as the man used his body for his own pleasure.
It would have truly been hell if Gabriel's lust didn't burn hotter with each thrust of Chay's cock into his ass. Every inch of Gabriel's body felt alive, on fire from the look in Chay's eyes. The burning desire he could see made his very skin tingle.
When Chay leaned up and bit down on Gabriel's nipple, that was all it took. Without his cock being stimulated in any way, Gabriel cried out, filling the space between them with his seed.
He felt his inner muscles clamp down on Chay's body, squeezing the man's cock in a death grip. If Gabriel didn't know better, he would have thought his body was trying to hold Chay inside, not wanting to let him go when the man started to pull away.
Gabriel moaned as Chay pulled free, not understanding what the man was doing until he scooted out from under Gabriel and moved behind him. Before Gabriel could even brace himself, Chay sank back into his ass.
Chay's fingers dug into Gabriel's hips as he pounded into him, hitting Gabriel's sweet spot with every thrust. Gabriel didn't even have time to grow soft after his last orgasm before he felt himself moving quickly toward another one. He was astounded. No one had ever brought him to two orgasms before.