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I could see Cody's body silhouetted in the frame of the bathroom door. The light from the room behind him was creating a shimmering aura. Turning off the light, it took several moments for my eyes to readjust to the darkness. I could just make out his form moving across the bedroom, coming towards me. He eased his body down next to me and turned so that he and I were in a spoon position. His touch was like fire when he caressed my arm, almost burning me. "Fuck Brad, you're freezing," he said to me. Reaching his arms around me, pulling me closer, my body acting like a heat sink, sucking the warmth from him. "Are you sick?" He cooed into my ear.
"No, I don't think so." I lied. Well at least I think I was lying. I knew I wasn't sick with the flu or something, but after what had just happened, I was beginning to think I mind be sick in my mind. Cody reached down and pulled the comforter over our bodies. We drifted off to sleep, Cody holding me tight against him.
I awoke in the morning, still feeling drained. I moved away from Cody who for the first time had stayed the entire night with me. I moved to the bathroom and stood at the toilet to piss. My stream arched from my cock, hitting the water in the bowl with an extremely loud splash. I lifted my head and gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Suddenly remembering last night, I tilted my head exposing my neck. I expected to see a large hickey, but I instead saw nothing but unblemished flesh. Releasing my cock, I reached up and explored my skin. Nothing. Not even a scratch. I finished my piss, and turned to start the shower. The hot water felt so good on my body that I instantly relaxed. Grabbing the soap, I began washing my frame. The soap bubbles running down my legs and swirling around the drain were mesmerizing. Reaching behind me I began to wash my back and ass. Suddenly the bubbles going down the drain changed colors. The once white foam had changed to pinkish and now reddish in color. I brought my hand around to inspect it. Bright blood covered my fingers and hand that had just now washed between my cheeks. I squatted and returned my hand to my ass. Was this proof that what I had experienced last night was real? Had I been fucked by some kind of supernatural being? A ghost maybe, or some being like that? As these thoughts raced through my mind, I continued to wash and explore my buttocks. The blood seemed to slowly disappear, as I continued. Reliving the experience from last night, my mind began to form opinions. The blood reminded me of the many times Cody had fucked me, when I would wash his seed from myself. I grabbed the shaving mirror and placed it on the floor of the shower, so I could see my hole. I watched my reflection as my fingers explored my hole. I could see nothing different with it. Returning the mirror, I stood and continued to wash myself. I was enjoying the feeling of my hands caressing my body, especially my cock and balls.
I had gotten into a slow rhythm, sliding my hand over my hardening cock, as my other hand played with my ball sac, when I saw through the glass door Cody's form appear. Sliding the door open, Cody stepped in and knelt before me.
"Please let me take care of that for you," he said as he opened his mouth and slid my hard on in.
His mouth felt like the softest silk wrapping around my shaft, as he began sucking my cock. His lips forming a tight seal around my shaft as his tongue played with my head. He manipulated my cock for awhile, bringing me close to the edge and then allowing time to recover before continuing. I remained poised against the shower wall, allowing the hot water to stream down over me. I reached down and lifted Cody, so we could kiss. Our lips meeting, the same feeling of electricity shooting between us as they did.
Cody broke our embrace, "Come with me my love," he said. Turning the water off and opening the door. He stepped out and taking a towel from the hook, he began to dry me. When we were dry, Cody led me back to the bedroom. His hands began lightly touching my chest, his eyes following their every movement. "Take me Brad;" He whispered. "Take me and make me yours." Cody backed away from me and laid on the bed, knees bent and spread. I crawled onto the bed and lifted his legs to my shoulders. Spreading his cheeks, I gazed at his hole, which seemed to wink at me as I looked.
Running my finger across it, I watched as it twitched. Flexing and relaxing at my touch. Leaning down I began flicking my tongue gently over his hole, which seemed to almost try and grab it. I continued to lick him, making his hole shine with my saliva. Then I began to slowly insert my tongue into him. His muscles grabbing at my tongue, his tightness almost impenetrable, but I managed to work my way in and began to loosen him up. From my vantage point, I watched, as I worked his ass, his cock throb and twitch, doing an almost dance dangling above his face. I enjoyed seeing the big drops of pre cum oozing from him, dripping down to land on his face, where he quickly used his tongue to gather them up. I felt his hands on my cock, lubing me up. Without a word, I stood, and pointing my cock at his hole, worked the head into his tightness.
Cody grunted as I pressed in, his ass bearing back on me, making it easier for me to slide in. I was going to wait for a minute to allow him time to adjust, but once I was in, I couldn't control my actions. I pulled up and removed my cock from his ass, Cody moaning in disapproval as I did. He was not disappointed for long, as I pushed my 6 inch cock back into him. I continued to fuck him like this, for several minutes, until I knew he was going to cum. I then started a fast thrusting, sinking my cock as deep as I could, my balls slapping his cheeks in the process. With one ear piercing cry, Cody's cock throbbed and his cum blasted out splattering on his face. Pushing my cock in as deep as I could, I left it there, grabbing his pulsing cock, aiming it at his mouth. Cody welcomed my efforts, greedily drinking every shot of cum his cock shot out. Once he'd finished, it was my turn. I withdrew my cock and dropped Cory's legs to the bed. Moving up I positioned my cock over his mouth, and thrust it into his throat. Cory welcomed my offering and hungrily drank my cum. Spent, I rolled to my side, my cock not coming out of Cory's mouth.
We lay there for a long while, not moving, Cory sucking on my soft cock as if he was a child nursing from his mother's tit. I let him nurse, reveling in the feelings his mouth was delivering to me, gently stroking his hair and face as he did. I could have lain there like that forever, but was brought back to reality with the sounds of a car out front. Cory heard this sound also and released my cock from his mouth, sliding his body up to kiss me. "I don't think I ever want to leave this bed," he said holding my face as he again kissed me. I could taste each of our cum, and his sweet hole on his tongue as we passionately made out. The tenderness cut short by the sound of knocking at the door.
Rising, I donned my robe and left Cory with one last kiss. I made my way to the door, and opened it to see Paul and Leo standing there. "Hey guys, what's up?" I asked as they made their way inside. "Head into the kitchen, the coffee is ready." I followed them as walked to the kitchen, where Cody, dressed only in his towel was leaning back against the counter, coffee mug in hand. Paul took a seat at the small dinette table, while Leo, gave me a quick nudge with his elbow, nodding at Cody, who was fixing Paul's coffee. Leo went to stand next to Cody and began fixing his own coffee. Soon all of us were sitting at the table. There was a brief silence, while we all sipped our coffee, then Paul leaned back, drew in a deep breath, and looked over at Cody.
"Remember last night, after everyone left, and you thought you saw someone in the living room?" Cody nodded. "You told us what he looked like, right? Do you remember?" Again, Cody nodded and added;
"Yeah, he was like around our age, brown hair, slender... not a bad looking guy." Cody quickly lifted his mug taking a long swallow, and averted his eyes down to the table.
"Well," Paul began, "I got to thinking last night, and the way you described him reminded me of someone I use to know. So I went home and dug through some old photos and," reaching into his coat pocket, produced a small brown envelope. "Take a look at this photo and tell me if it is of the guy you saw last night." Paul slid the envelope across the table to Cody, who picked it up, opened the flap and slid out a photograph.
Leo, Paul and I watched as Cody studied the photo. After a few seconds, Cody nodded his head; "Yep that's him. I'm sure of it." He then tossed the photo and the envelope to the middle of the table.
Paul shook his head as Leo, snatched the photo off the table; "AYE, padres Cristo!" Leo exclaimed, "There is not fucking way." Paul motioned for Leo to show me the Photo. He then turned to Cody and after taking another deep breath said;
"Cody, it is impossible for you to have seen this person." My eyes fell onto the photo, and I instantly recognized the guy in it. He was the guy who had fucked me last night while Cody showered.
"Cody, the guy in that picture died just one year ago. He was the spirit we tried to contact last night. The person in that photo is..." Paul, Leo and I all said his name at the exact moment;
"Billy."
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