This story is a work of fiction. any similarities are completely coincidental. 'Ok.' contains love and sex between teenage boys. Any mention of celebrities or characters from tv is not an assumption of their sexuality.The obvious thing if you don't like this is to go somewhere else. If it is illegal to read this where you're from please do the same. It also contains some coarse language, just coz it's hard to write naturally without writing the way I speak. Overall I'd rate it M for mature audiences, so if you're not old enough to be here, please seriously consider not being here. This is my first public submission, but please don't hold back. If you'd like to send me an email, I look forward to it - addisyn.draco@gmail.com. Thanks to Nifty, who do an amazing job helping writers be read. Donate if you can!
We sat around for a couple of hours, naked and smoking. Drinking too, with the promise of room service to come. Might be a bit awkward for Vlad, seeing his workmates while in his birthday suit. Not that it would be a major drama. He is naked with Toby Drake. Not to mention their super cute best friend, not the worst accomplishment for a hotel waiter. Hell, I'm basically a supernatural street kid, it's a pretty epic accomplishment for me to bag him. I giggle at the thought, and get a suspicius look from Tobe. I think I like Tobe better than Obi. It's easier, only one syllable.
"What are you giggling at, cutie?" He asks, making me feel like the only boy on the planet. I love it when he does that.
"Nothing much, just that Vlad is gonna have a bit of a problem when one of his colleagues comes up to deliver the room service..."
"Oh, shit! I didn't think of that! Where are my clothes? I've gotta put them back on before he comes up here!" Vlad says, suddenly not as relaxed as he seemed before. "Shit! I can't let him see me naked! He's had a crush on me for months. And he's really not my type.."
"Oh, you mean the slightly chubby one with acne? I see what you mean." Tobe interjects. "Doesn't mean we're gonna tell you where your clothes are, though." He adds, with his trademark wicked grin mixed with a devilish glint in his eye.
"Awww! That's not fair! I wouldn't do it to you!"
"You wouldn't have to. We can conjure our own clothes." Toby says, for all intents and purposes winning the argument. Dyl and I burst out in hysterical laughter, surprised that we held it in for that long.
"I'll make you a deal." I offer. "When he knocks on the door, I'll make him believe you're not here. It should be pretty easy, if you stand still and don't make a sound." I was exaggerating. It was pretty easy to make him seem invisible to someone. I just wanted him to stay still so I could get a good look at him. Who could blame me, he looked like a Russian porn star! As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Vlad instantly snaps to attention, as motionless as the Swiss Guard. Tobe opens the door, naked as the day he was born, and invites the guy in. I could see Vlad glaring at Tobe. Serves him right for being so beautiful, I guess. Toby quickly pays the guy, I think his name was Sven, while Dyl rushes to the trolley and grabs everything with a high sugar content. It was as if he could smell the sugar in the food. In all honesty, he probably can.
The guy leaves quickly, probably to deal with the 'small' problem he had in his pants. As soon as the door closes, Vlad lets out the breath he was apparently holding the entire time.
"I didn't say you couldn't breathe, you know." I say, sarcastically. "And I was just fucking with you anyways, you didn't have to not speak or stand still at all. You could have been brutally fucking Dyl in the corner and he wouldn't have had the faintest idea." When I said the last part, Dyl dropped the spoon he was using to dig into the ice cream. This causes everyone but him to fall to the ground laughing. Poor Dyl was dong his best tomato impression again.
"Fuck you guys! I thought you were my friends!" Dyl exclaims, pretending to pout. Vlad goes over and gives him a hug.
"It's ok Dyli, we're not giving you a hard time. Well, I'm not. Not sure about your brothers here.." Vlad says.
"Hold up. They're not my brothers. Well, not really. Are you?" He asks us.
"I think so. Long lost and unrelated, but I don't think that really matters." Tobe says. "Yeah. We are brothers." He adds. I smile and nod my head, while picking up a piece of pizza.
"I thought it was already decided." I add. "No need to really say much about it, bro."
Vlad then says, trying to immitate Toby's evil smile, "Well that settles it. One of my fantasies is coming true. I'm gonna sleep with three brothers tonight." This causes all three of us to drop what we were holding. I look at Tobe, and he's wearing a look that I know well. Unadulterated lust. I feel a shiver, as the anticipation of the night to come hits it's peak.
Dyl was the first to act. He pounced on Vlad and started making out with him, the sparks almost visible between their lips. Dyl grinded Vlad enthusiastically, causing them both to groan in pleasure. I look at Tobe, at the other side of the room, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside me. That little shit had learned how to teleport, and failed to tell me. I'd have to punish him later. We all spen a half hour or so making out before we started sucking eachother, eventually forming a chain. We go at it like that for an hour, each of us cumming at least once. We lay there, panting, considering what to do next. Tobe telepathically shared his idea with me.
Follow my lead. You take Vlad, I'll take Dyl. We'll meet halfway and join. He 'say', cryptically. I knew exactly what he meant though. Tobe and I shift over to Dyl and Vlad. We managed to seperate them, whispering naughty idea into their heads. Once I'd gotten Vlad to myself, he started sucking me. He was very good, and I almost considered letting him finish the job. But Tobe and I had a plan, deviation from it would ruin everything. I stand him up, turn him around and jam myself into them. Vlad yelps in pain, but the initial shock quickly gives way to moans of pleasure. As I'm working on Vlad, Dyl walks in front of him, balls deep in Toby. Vlad sticks his cock straight into Dyl, getting a cute little yip from both of them. I could feel Vlad's temparature rising, the connection between Dyl proving incredibly powerful. The sexiness of the scene set me off. I plastered Vlad insides with my seed, almost collapsing from feelings pulsing through my body. I'm sure I just about drowned him internall. Tobe reached climax at about the same time as me, covering the floor with a massive load. I eventually shrink out of Vlad, and fall back onto the floor. Dyl and Vlad are still going at it, while Toby was slowly tring to crawl towards me. When he reached me, he collapsed on top of me.
"That... gasp... was intense!.." He stammered.
"Fuck.... Oath...." I panted. Then we here Vlad and Dyl reaching the same destination, at the same time. I'm sure they could be heard in the lobby. Vlad pounded Dyl while filling him, and Dyl added his load to Toby's, on the floor. The both collapsed, Vlad still jammed inside Dyl to the hilt. They were breathing heavy and panting, not looking like they were in any state to move.
Vlad says, "You know what... If the world is going to end, I'm going out pretty happy." Little did he know, he was mirroring the opinion of all of us.
Eventually, when we could all feel our legs again, we got up and finished the pizza. Of course, we had to heat it up, but you'd be surprised how nice fireball roasted pizza can be. Surpisingly, Vlad wasn't too shocked by our powers.
"You act like you've seen all of this before, Vlad. Have you known witches before?" I ask.
"No, I just don't like showing surprise. I see it as a kind of weakness. Everything that you're doing is amazing, I wish I could do all of that." He says, looking disappointed. "I mean, I've always had powers. Just not active ones. Being able to see and hear things is one thing, being able to move and create them is something totally different. It's the empath's curse, to only observe."
Well, you've got one other power now. You can communicate telepathically with us all. I think to him. I never get over the look on peoples faces when they first here another voice in their head.
"Did you just talk to me in my mind?" He asks, obviously concernes that he was going mad.
Yep. And I still am. You try it.
Ok.
See? It's easy! And again. The realization that he's doing it too. Priceless.
"So you just heard my voice in your head?" He asks. I just nod my head, smiling. I look over to Tobe and Dyl, and they're looking at us, confused as fuck.
"Are you guys having a conversation without us? What are you planning?" Toby asks, suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing. We're just running away to Russia together. Sorry babe." I joke, receiving a punch in the arm as reward. "What? I'm kidding! Why the fuck would I leave the hottest boy on the planet?" I grovel, trying to get him to smile. It proved to be an easy task, because he was tackling me in seconds, making out with me in the floor.
"Well Vlad, I think we should retire to my room for the night. I've still got a full mini bar!" Dyl says, dragging Vlad by the arm. Vlad couldn't take his eyes off us, but allowed himself to be dragged.
Toby and I just kept making out, oblivious to Dyl and Vlad leaving. It excited me that the thrill of being with Toby just doesn't stop. My heart beats out of my chest when he looks at me, and I almost die when he touches me. And the brilliant part of it all is that he feels the same. Just like Vlad said, if the apocalypese happened right now, I would happily greet it with a smile.
After an hour or two, after our lips are red and sore and our necks are black and blue, we sit on our bed talking. This can sometimes be the most thrilling part of our relationship, watching the words fall from his lips, seeing how his brilliant mind works. We talk about the album, and it turns out we had basically finished it back in Brisbane, so our time is our own. He said that all we needed was a song of my own. One that I'd written. That wasn't part of the deal.
"Come on baby, you're the brilliant, sexy musician. Can't you write it?" I whine.
"No. I got your powers, which means you got mine. You're writing the song." He says flatly. With an evil smile, of course. I would have smacked him if he wasn't so beautiful. I resigned myself to my fate, then remembered that I had to punish him.
"So, when did you learn to teleport? And why didn't you tell me?" I ask, trying to act angry.
"It just happened, when you looked at me. Suddenly, I needed to be there as soon as possible. In the blink of an eye was the fastest as I could think of, so I did it." He says, batting his eyes at me. That boy could tell me he's been elected Pope and we were moving to the Vatican, and I'd ask 'When are we leaving?'. As long as he looks at me like that. I punch him lightly on the arm and kiss him on the cheek.
"Bedtime, I think..." I said, getting under the covers. I saw that lusty look for the second time in under 4 hours. It was going to be a good night...