Heh, the title has nothing to do with the story, but I couldn't think of anything better. Well sir, this is indeed another lemony-good fanfic, meaning there's 2 boys, making some love. It's 'Stat and Louis again, and I don't own them. Lestat owns Louis, and Anne Rice owns Lestat (poor bastard), so I have to treat them with respect....BWA HA HA HA HA!!! *wipes tear* hee, respect...right.
Glitch
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Lestat gently petted Louis as he slept. He smiled at his lover, who resembled some dark angel fallen from heaven. He traced the delicate features of his face, and let his hands fall on Louis’ chest. An evil smile played lightly across Lestat’s mouth as his eyes roamed over his lover’s naked body. Louis had slept in the nude, a rare treat indeed. Lestat kissed the pale chest in front of him, in hopes to wake his lover up. Louis slept soundly and Lestat gently nibbled at the tip of Louis’ finger. Louis fidgeted, but kept on sleeping. Lestat was becoming aggravated, and decided to poke Louis awake. He was just about to when he got a horrible idea. An awful, horrible, evil, delicious idea. He smiled as he took one of Louis’ arms and put it over his head and against the headboard. He waited to see if this would awaken him, but Louis kept right on snoozing. Lestat then lifted the other arm, so now Louis’ hands were above his head. Louis was still sound asleep, so Lestat open the nightstand drawer and pulled out his pair of handcuffs. Silently, and as gently as he could, he locked one around Louis’ right hand and one around his left, chaining him to the headboard on their bed. Lestat smiled and stared. He lover was naked and helpless; it was almost too much for him. He sat and thought. He couldn’t stop here! There had to be more to do! He sat there and puzzled ‘till his puzzler was sore. Then he realized that if Louis couldn’t see what he was doing and what was going to be done, it would make it twice as fun! Lestat pulled out his silk scarf and folded it several times, and ever so gently, tied it over Louis’ eyes. Louis shifted a bit, but did not wake, so Lestat went around his room and gathered everything but the kitchen sink. He found his box of toys, made especially for grown-up girls and boys, and his whips and some chains, and a big peacock feather. He was proud of himself to say the least, and took the big feather and thought of Louis. He straddled his lover and ran the feather over his pale tummy. Louis fidgeted and began to laugh, and then he tried to sit up. He yelped with surprise as the handcuffs yanked him back down. He shook his head and got really upset.
“I can’t see! I can’t get up! Help me!”
Lestat laughed and got off Louis. He lay panting on the bed for a moment.
“What are you doing? Why can’t I get up?”
“I’ve chained you to the bed. You’re going to be my little plaything for tonight and I’m going to make you amazingly happy.”
Louis swallowed hard.
“Really? What are you going to do?”
“That’s for me to know.”
Lestat kissed down his stomach and down Louis’ dick. He shivered slightly.
“Ah… Lestat...”
Lestat continued down Louis’ thigh to his knee then licked his way back up the inside of the thigh. Louis shivered and squirmed. Lestat began to delicately kiss the flesh between Louis’ quivering cock and his tight rear. He cried softly, pulling on his chains. Lestat smiled to himself and crawled up on top of Louis to lick his chest. He put his lips to one of Louis’ nipples and kissed it, fully aware that it was one of Louis’ favorite things. His tongue flicked gently at the tender pink flesh, then he sucked on it hard. Louis groaned and smiled as Lestat continued. He took the other nipple in his fingers and pinched it lightly. He enjoyed the squirming motions Louis was making underneath him. Lestat bit down lightly on Louis, making him gasp. He moaned while Lestat bit down harder on him and flicked his tongue like a snake. He kept the other nipple pinched tight between his thumb and finger. Louis pulled harder on his chains and moaned.
“Lestat, let me go. I want to hold you.”
“No, Louis. I told you, you’re my toy tonight.”
Louis sighed and relaxed back down on his bed while Lestat smiled at him. He rubbed Louis’ chest.
“Don’t you worry, love. I’ll make you happy. You just wait and see.”
Lestat reached into his box and pulled out a bottle of flavored lubricant.
“You smell that, Louis? It’s strawberry. I’m going to use it to make your tight little ass slippery so I can please you.”
Louis shivered and nodded his head. He moaned when he felt Lestat spread it over his ass. He spread his legs wide to let Lestat have complete access to him. Lestat began to put the lubricant on the inside of Louis too, starting with one finger, then two, then three. Louis whined as he pumped his fingers in and out of him. He ground down onto Lestat’s hand, forcing his fingers as deep as they would go. He smiled when he saw how much Louis wanted him.
“Poor Louis. You need more then just my fingers, don’t you?”
“Uhhhh… Yesssss….”
“Then just relax, lover. I’ll give you what you need.”
Lestat turned his attention away from Louis to his box of toys again. He pulled out three vibrators, one was small, the next one a little bigger, and the third one was enormous. He turned each one on briefly to check the batteries, and set them on Louis’ stomach.
“Now, Louis, I’ve set three vibrators on your stomach. There are three different sizes, but you get to pick which one you want. Depending on your choice, you’ll get more or less pleasure. Let me tell you that the smallest one will not be enough to fill you, but the largest one will hurt. Now, do you pick one, two, or three?”
Lestat pushed each one against his stomach for a moment and waited.
“I want the big one. I want to be filled up so much it hurts.”
“Are you sure?”
“YES! Give it to me, dammit!”
Lestat smiled.
“Of course, my love.”
He took the other two away, leaving the largest on Louis’ stomach. He switched it on and dragged it across his pale belly. Louis shivered with anticipation and pulled against his chains again. Lestat continued down his stomach and over Louis’ urgent erection. Louis squirmed and moaned as Lestat let it slide around on his throbbing head. Further down it went until Lestat held it on his testicles. Louis cried out from the intense pleasure it sent through his body. Lestat smiled an awful smile and moved it down still until it was on Louis’ tight ass. Lestat laid his head on Louis’ stomach and started to kiss the hot flesh of his cock. As he did, he also began to slide the vibrator into Louis, very slowly. Deeper it went into Louis and he whimpered from the stretch. His tight ass was being impaled on a gigantic vibrator and he wanted it to be faster so it wouldn’t hurt as much. Lestat at that point began to lick his lover’s dick, tenderly, lovingly, he ran his tongue over the head to ease his pain. The vibrator was half way in, and Louis felt as if he could take no more. It was splitting him in half as it went deeper still, and he was about to tell Lestat to stop when it hit his prostate. He jumped and his body went ridged, and the vibrator became a great source or pleasure. Lestat started to slide it in and out, each time hitting Louis inside and making him moan. Lestat sucked Louis’ cock fully into his mouth, running his tongue over the veins and all the most sensitive parts. He moaned and cried as Lestat went along, pushing the vibrator deeper each time he slid it back in. Louis was twisting and pulling against his chains making much noise. The heavy metal chains of the handcuffs clanked and rubbed against the metal poles of the headboard as Louis tried over and over to break free. He wanted desperately to touch and kiss Lestat and to see what was going on. He struggled harder still, but Lestat began to suck on his pulsing dick as hard as he could. He covered it with tiny bites and with each one Louis gasped. He stopped fighting the handcuffs and moaned softly as Lestat stopped sliding the vibrator in and out, but kept it tight against his prostate. He shivered as Lestat slid the vibrator out and shut it off. He took Louis’ dick from his mouth and smiled.
“Did you enjoy that little bit, Louis? I think you must have.”
“Lestat… Why did you stop? I want more.”
“Then you’ll get more.”
Louis suddenly felt something brush against his lips. The sent was powerful of sex. He smiled and kissed it softly, feeling the wetness on his lips. He licked it off.
“You taste good, Lestat. Your dick always tastes good.”
He opened his mouth and took the full length down his throat while Lestat moaned. He felt Lestat’s weight settle on top of him and his wet tongue bath his cock in warmth again. Louis began to draw hard on Lestat’s throbbing head, while Lestat did the same to him. Lestat was soon panting and grabbed Louis by the base of his cock, jerking it. Louis gasped a little, but continued to suck Lestat. They continued on for a long time, until Lestat got off Louis.
“Alright, my love… Now I’m going to fuck you. Not with a vibrator, but my own hard cock. I’m going to jam it up your cute, tight ass and make you scream my name. How does that sound?”
“That sounds so good, Lestat. You know that’s exactly what I want. I want you deep in me. Fill me up, Lestat. Please.”
Lestat smiled again and spread Louis’ legs wide. Louis’ body was quivering with anticipation as Lestat began to rub his dick all over Louis’ ass.
“I need to get myself all nice and slippery for you, Louis. I’m going to use some of the lubricant from you, if you don’t mind.”
Louis was breathing hard and shook his head.
“Good. Now, How does this feel?”
Lestat nudged his cock’s head against Louis. Louis let out a little moan.
“Yes, please…”
Lestat pushed slowly into Louis, who gritted his teeth.
“Please! More! Hurry! I really need it.”
He grabbed Louis by his hips and pulled him down. Louis whimpered for Lestat to hurry, urging him on. He felt a slight tap on his prostate, then a hard shove. He cried out when Lestat hit it and moaned as loud as he could. Lestat smiled in between panting and pushed as deeply as he could. He felt Louis tense and his muscles became taught. He screwed Louis hard, really slamming into his ass. Louis cried and moaned and begged for more. His quivering cock cried for attention and he whined to Lestat.
“Please, Lestat, play with my cock. It’s starting to ache and I need you to fix it. Please!”
Lestat kept one hand on Louis’ hip and wrapped the other around his aching cock. He stroked it in time with his rhythm, squeezing the base and head tighter then the rest. Louis growled out a moan as he pleasure began to turn him animalistic. His plush lips curled up over his teeth, exposing his deadly fangs. He locked his legs around Lestat’s waist and pulled himself down onto Lestat. The handcuffs dug into his wrists, cutting the tender flesh, leaving no time to heal. He whimpered softly, but didn’t try to fix it. Lestat pushed him up slightly to relieve the tension of the cuffs on his hands and wrists. Louis felt feeling come back into his hands and the cuts starting to heal. He cried Lestat’s name out when he felt the pleasure again instead of the pain, much to Lestat’s delight. He dug his nails into Louis’ cock, just hard enough to make him squirm and cry. Lestat slapped Louis’ rear once to make him moan. The ever-increasing pressure Lestat felt to orgasm was becoming more and more insistent and started to moan himself. Louis heard this and knew that Lestat was going to cum soon. The rate at which Lestat’s insistent cock pulsed quickened. He panted and moaned as he screwed Louis as hard as he could. His grip was tight and he jacked Louis off faster. With the increasing speed and intensity, Louis felt his climax coming too. He tightened his body against Lestat and bit his lip. Quicker, deeper, faster, Lestat was coming to his climax quickly. He soon began to feel it, rising deep within him, rushing towards the surface, desperate to get out, and finally exploding forth from him, he let out a long, gasping cry. He jerked Louis harder, hard enough to severely hurt a mortal man. Louis gasped a little, then whined Lestat’s name softly. The pitch grew until it was near the point where glass would shatter, then his hot and sticky cum came gushing out over his stomach and chest. Lestat withdrew and lay next to Louis. He took the blindfold off and saw blood tears streaming down his lover’s cheeks. He gasped in horror.
“Louis! My God! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you so bad!”
“No! No, love! Tears of ecstasy; that’s all they are! Tears caused by your intensity. The intensity of your love. I’m fine, really.”
“Thank God!”
Lestat gently kissed the tears off his lover’s face. He grabbed the key for the handcuffs and unlocked them. Louis groaned and rubbed his wrists. The slight wounds healed themselves and Louis sighed as he relaxed. They snuggled together under the covers and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.