Date: Tue, 12 Jan 2016 20:44:00
From: charlie.fenderson <charlie.fenderson@o2.pl>
Subject: St Johns Eve: Days of the Witch chapter 6

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PREVIOUSLY ON ST JOHN'S EVE: Michal tried throughout the whole day to get
into Damian's pants. But his friend's defense seems to be impenetrable;
finally, when all hope seems to be lost, Damian's subconscious comes to
help; Yet apart from that there is hardly any reason to be happy. According
to Michal's friends there is a monster that had already killed a man and a
dog; It seems that Rusalek is Michal's only hope. Or is he?

Days of the Witch /part I/

NIGHT; SOMEWHERE IN THE VILLAGE

`Aaaah!' - screamed Wlodek, sitting up on the bed. Adam opened his eyes and
looked in his direction. He heard him breathing hard.

`Wlodek? What's wrong?' - Adam asked. They were on vacation at his
uncle's and for the first time slept in one bed. He didn't remember having
better friend in his nine year long life. Yet he has never seen him as
scared.

`I-I'm not sure. Must be a bad dream.'

`Don't do this to me dude! We barely convinced your mom to let you come
here! If you'll start having bad dreams, she'll never let you go anywhere!'

`I know. She thinks I'm a baby.' - sighed Wlodek. Adam's annoyance was
lifted a bit. He knew that his friend's mother was overprotective and never
let Wlodek to have fun.

`Listen to me. I would never let anyone harm you. When I'm with you, you
can sleep sound.'

`O-ok. Thanks. Let's go back to sleep.'

He felt him lying back down on the bed and smiled. He sometimes wondered if
they would become friends, if they weren't neighbours. He was hanging out
most of the time with the cool kids. Meanwhile Wlodek preferred to keep his
distance from the group and was kind of nerdy. And ever since Adam joined a
swim team last year, the difference in their appearance became more and
more visible. While he was getting fitter with every month, Wlodek remained
a chubby kid he always was.

"I'll grow out of it." - he used to repeat after his parents.

 Smiling to himself, Adam turned on his side and fell asleep.

But Wlodek's fear wasn't unjustified. As soon as both boys were sound
asleep, a dark shadow peered through the window. A silhouette raised its
hands and whispered something in a long forgotten speech. Both boys stood
up. But they were far from being awake. With closed eyes and blank
expressions, they walked out of their room and went down the stairs...

MEANWHILE IN MICHAL'S BEDROOM

`Rusalek, do you think we could try something other than usual?' - I
ask. Of course I remember my own suspicions. But I wanted to set him into a
good mood, before accusing him of murdering a human and a dog. Not to
mention that I wasn't entirely sure if my innuendos has been correct.

`What do you have in mind, Master?' - he asks as he looks at me and furrows
his brows in confusion.

`It's a position called a sixty-nine. You suck my cock, and I suck yours.'

`Nice idea.' - he smirks.

`That way I finally get to taste your cum too!' - I say, turning on my
side, and kissing his nose. This may seem absurd to you, but Rusalek has
never came in my presence.

`Excuse me, Master, but I can't afford losing so much energy. Demons only
ejculate when reproducing.'

`And I'm doing it for you every day. Can you explain how is that fair?'

`It's a part of deal. You give me your seed, I give you my powers. Fair?'

 `Fair. - I sigh - When it matters though, I have to do everything myself!'

 `But if Damian is gay, you don't need my powers.'

`I don't think he's gay.' - I answer laying back down.

`But last night he...' - Rusalek seems lost. I decide to interrupt him.

`He did it in his sleep. He thought I was girl.'

`Are you sure? Did you ask him?'

`Sure I did - I chuckled - actually, it's quite a story.'

***

It was just after we've finished our round in the forest. Damian was
getting better with each run and Today, I didn't even have to hold myself
back. When we sat on the stones, where we usually had our rest, we were
both sweaty, but also proud of ourselves. After all we stuck to our
resolution for a whole week!

 `Whoah, that was some workout!' - he said, after taking a sip of
water. Then he passed the bottle to me.

`Yeah. It's nothing compared to the workout you gave me in the barn
though.' - I chuckled.

`I have no idea what you're talking about.' - he said, raising one brow.

`Maybe you should try a full sentence? Like "I have no idea that I almost
fucked you before I woke up".'

`I really did that? - he let out sheepish chuckle - But doesn't it mean,
that you were okay with it?' He almost got me, but I quickly came up with
an excuse.

`It was too late. When I woke up, I already had a wet spot in my crack.' -
I explained, admiring scarlet blush blooming on his face.

`Holy shit buddy, I'm so sorry. - he looked genuinely worried - It was
because of all that jerk off talk before the sleep.'

`And not because we talked about your ex?' - I chuckled.

Damian hesitated, clearly surprised, then said:

`I meant exactly that. After all you've first mentioned her when you
offered to jerk me off.'

`I was offering jerking off each other. Don't make me sound like some kind
of perv.' - I shot back, pushed to defense.

`Oh no, an offering that was normal and natural, of course.'

`Look who's talking.'

After a moment of silence, we both chuckled.

`Let's say we're both pervs. It's good that we didn't invite guys after
all.' - said Damian in an irenic tone.

`I guess... or perhaps I should warn them?' - I offered with a sly grin.

To my surprise, he wasn't amused.

'Don't. - he said in serious tone - They'll think we're both gay.'

'So what? - I shrugged my shoulders - We both know that it's bullshit
anyway. Besides, what's wrong with being gay?'

'Because it's not natural. It's an abomination.'

'Jesus, what are you getting so worked up about?'

'It's just that I couldn't bear people thinking that about me. The thought
alone is disgusting.' - he grimaced in repulsion.

 'I don't understand. You'd hate a person just because they're sleeping
with someone of the same sex?'

'Yes. Because this is sick.'

'Your hate is sick. I didn't know that you're that petty.' - I said, and
furrowed my brows.

'I just think that sperm doesn't belong in male anus. - he shrugged his
shoulders - Wouldn't you agree?'

He was staring at me intently. I wasn't sure how to react. I couldn't
accept the fact that such a kind person could be so cruel. But, if I kept
defending that case, he could start connecting dots. I couldn't have that.

'If you put it that way. - I chuckled - Of course I only tolerate gays if
they keep as much distance from me as possible.'

'Except for when it's two hot chicks getting it on,right?'- he added, with
a smut grin. In that one moment I was disgusted with him.

'Yeah, the more boobs the better.'

***

'So, do you see any hope?' - I ask bitterly.

'Actually I do, Master. And so you should.'

'You're crazy. I just told you he is a fucking bigot.'

'Maybe he's just pretending. Just like you do.'

'I wish that was the truth... But the facts say otherwise.' - I answer,
feeling tears of barren anger gathering in corners of my eyes.

'Easy Master. - Rusalek whispers in my ear - I'm here for you.'

Without waiting for my reply, he uncovered me and reached for my dick. His
hand, as always, is warm and smooth. He smiles and nudges my mouth with his
nose. I open them just a bit and feel his lips pressed to mine. This time
it's me who pushes my tongue deep inside his mouth, touching his teeth and
gums and finding his tongue. I press him to me and wrap my legs around his
thighs while I drill his mouth with my tongue. I knead his butt and put my
fingers inside his warm velvety hole. He moans, which sends a sexy
vibration into my mouth. With one of his hands he moves my legs
away. Gliding his hand down my thigh, he reaches again for my cock. It
throbs at the electric impulse that his fingers send through my body. He
kneels besides me.

I gasp, as Rusalek moves down to kiss my neck, chest and stomach. I slide
my hand up his spine and dig my fingers in his soft hair. I try not to push
him down, but the urge is almost irresistible. Rusalek sticks out his
tongue and drills my bellybutton, and our eyes meet. He raises the corners
of his mouth, smiling at me. Was this a smile of lust? Or of a satisfied
predator, eager to sink his fangs in the prey? And if he was a monster, why
did he decide to keep me alive for two weeks? Or maybe he isn't after me?
Maybe the contract we've formed forbids him to hurt me? If so, this is
making me his accomplice! But what can I do? Who knows what would he do if
I rejected him?

The thrill goes through me when he takes my cock into his mouth balls
deep. I'm unable to breathe, but not only because his throat feels
wonderful to my cock. It's also because I realise he can hear my thoughts!
I look at him, to determine if he knew of my doubts. He notices it, slides
my cock out of his mouth with loud slurp and asks. :

`Weren't we supposed to do it to each other?'

`Oh! Sorry, you're so good at it that I got caught up.'

`Don't try to talk yourself out of it. - he giggles, swivelling and
straddling my head. - It was your idea in the first place!'.

`Let's do it then.'. - I reply, as he bends back over my cock and swirls
his agile tongue over its head.

His cock is already hard. I pucker my lips and let it slide into my
mouth. He's pretty short, which gives me a brilliant idea. I raise my head
from a pillow and open my jaws wide. I can fit his whole dick and balls in
my mouth. I chuckle as I realise that he is now in much greater danger than
me. It would only require to grit my teeth to deprive him of his family
jewels. He feels my laughter on his dick and moans deeply. I close my eyes
and use my tongue on his glans to give him even more pleasure. Then once
again dig two fingers into his ass in search of his prostate. In return, he
strokes my nipples with the tip of his tail. What a useful thing that is!

I leave his cock to let my jaw rest, and nibble at his balls while stroking
him. Even if he doesn't want to cum, I could make him do it! Meanwhile, he
gives my cockhead few sloppy smackers that send my mind spinning. It's a
duel of cocksuckers now. Who's gonna make the other cum first? Whose skill
is greater?.

Rusalek maybe over a thousand years old, but he couldn't have spent all
that time on sucking dicks. For me, my first sexual experiences were those
with Jan, so I sucked my first cock when I was fifteen. I've loved to do so
ever since. Actually I sucked him every time we had a slightest bit of
privacy. Mostly in his or my room, but sometimes also in public
restrooms. And even in the beggining Jan always praised me as a
"natural". I certainly liked being called that.

All of a sudden I'm thrown back into reality by an exquisite feeling. It
feels like floating on water, but without the feeling of water on my
skin. I feel as light as a feather. What's going on? I Open my eyes and
gasp in amazement.

'We're levitating!'

`Yeah, it's fun, isn't it?'

`It feels wonderful!'

While in the air, the slightest shift in our position starts a rotation. It
sends a strange yet pleasant feeling to my stomach. There is no up or down
anymore. I hug his body tighter, unwilling to fall down, and take his cock
deep inside my throat. He on the other hand, strokes my shaft while holding
only my head in his mouth. Bastard was trying to make me cum even sooner!
In return, I go back and forth, sucking ferociously. All the while I tickle
his balls and press two fingers to his prostate. He's rock hard, sweaty and
moaning. Damn! Why won't he cum already? I'm unable to hold back any
longer. Finally I let out loud, yet a bit angry moan and shoot hot spurt of
cum right into his gluttonous mouth. Although we land back on the bed and
he stops sucking me, I don't give up.

'Sorry Master, you can suck it as long as you want, but nothing's gonna
come out until I make it come out.'

'But why?!' - I ask frustrated.

'Just as I said, that would be a waste of energy.'

'Don't be such a tit, let me try it just this once!'

'And what if you're ever in danger? I won't be able to protect you.'

'Danger? I'm already in danger and I'm not sure what to think about it.' -
I speak before thinking. As always my anger acted as a fuel to my bravado.

'S-so you're aware of the monster? I thought I could take care of him
before you noticed.' - he answers, with expression of guilt.

'Are you fucking kidding me? Each person I had sex with is in danger. You
better not have anything to do with it!' - I try to sound as intimidating
as I can, since I had nothing to actually threaten him.

'I don't know why this monster is after them. - vinces Rusalek - I don't
know why all this is happening, but tomorrow I'll find out.

'How incredibly thoughtful of you.' - I growl.

I'm about to continue my tirade, but I'm distracted by the noise behind the
window. Sound more like. The sound of many feet on an asphalt road. It's
3AM, so who the hell might that be? I rise from bed and walk up to
window. Rusalek joins me. To my surprise, we don't see anything, but still
hear footsteps, or so it seems. After a moment of intense staring, I notice
something. On the part of the road illuminated by a streetlight there are
shadows of short people. But there was no actual people that could cast
them!

'What the hell is going on?' - I ask in a trembling voice.

'Oh no... Not another demon!' - yelps Rusalek.

'So now there is a monster and a demon?'

'Yes... This one... This one must be Baba Yaga. It's known for kidnapping
people. Especially kids. It must have cast some kind lf spell on them,so we
can't see them.'

'We must stop it! Or let someone know about it! Only... No one will believe
me...' - I realise and sit on the bed. I hide my head in my hands in
despair. Why did I even come to this fucking village?

'To destroy Baba Yaga we must find it's lair. - explains Rusalek - It's
probably deep in the woods, so we'd better go there during the day. It will
be safer for you.'

 During the day? What about Damian and the rest of the guys? How do I
explain to them taking trip to the woods?'

'I will make myself visible. With two demons, I must protect you at all
times.'

'Oh, sure! They will be thrilled to meet a demon with a tail! There's no
fucking way you're gonna walk around the village with that thing hanging
from your ass!'

'There are ways to disguise it. And you can tell them I'm your cousin, or
something.' - he replies, sitting by my side.

'Uh, it's going to be a drag. And what about my grandparents? What if
Damian asks them about you?'

'I'll just alter their memory. It'll be exhausting, but it's necessary. -
he said and placed his arm around my neck. - Once this is over, I'll
disappear remove myself from their memory.'

His words sadden me. I look at him and see his kind smile.

'Just don't ever make me forget you. You are a handful, but you're still a
good friend. And awesome lover.' - I reply and kissing him, drag him back
down on bed.

It's now afternoon. I didn't run with Damian today, since there was police
searching the village and the forest for the missing children and we didn't
want to appear suspicious. Before I can show Rusalek to the guys, I take
care of his appearance. After he wraps his tail tightly around his thigh, I
let him wear some of my clothes. The t-shirt is a bit too tight around his
chest, but it'll have to do for now. The moment when we pass the kitchen is
another one on the list of strangest things that happened throughout the
summer. Even with his tail wrapped around his thigh, his spiked ears and
heterochromic eyes still make Rusalek look weird. Yet grandma smiles at him
like she knew him all her life, wishing us good fun, when we're leaving the
house.

It's quite different when we reach Damian's house, where we're supposed to
meet up with the guys. They are obviously bewildered and unsure what to
make out of this unusual encounter. Damian seems to be especially
uneasy. He, Marcin, Adam and Tomasz sit on his bed, while me and Rusalek
stand by the desk.

'Hey guys, I want you to meet... Rysiek. He is my cousin and will stay here
for a while. Do you mind him hanging out with us?'

They shake their heads no and introduce themselves to Rusalek. I use a
moment of an awkward silence to move to the topic of last night's events.

'M-Our grandma told us something about missing children. Did you guys hear
about it?'

'Yeah, my mom mentioned it during the breakfast. Crazy shit.' - answers
Marcin.

'Are the police doing something?' - I ask.

'Yeah, they combing the forest, but they haven't found shit yet. - replies
Damian with a smirk- Are you asking just because you're curious?'

 'Of course not. I ask because there's something we could do. Rysiek, tell
them.'

`I know where they could have gone. - he starts expaining, while I pray he
won't jump out with his Slavic mumbo-jumbo.

`Everyone knows that. -Adam shrugs his shoulders - They're somewhere in the
woods.'

 `But no one knows where, right?'

`And how would you know where they are?' - asks Tomasz, and folds his arms.

'I don't know exactly where, but I think I know how to find them.'

All four of them look at him in disbelief. They are mainly looking at the
green streaks in his hair.

'Oh, he got those just recently. He's through a difficult phase you know. -
everyone laughs - But his father is a trekker, so he taught him few
tricks.'

'And this makes him better than the police?' - aks Marcin looking up at me,
as if saying "dude, are you serious?"

'Better? I wouldn't say that. But we could help!'

Damian chuckles annoyed and says:

'Are you in the boy scouts or something? Why are you always trying to be a
hero?'

'Why the fuck should I even explain myself for doing what's right?'

'Because someone always gets hurt! Can't you see it?'

'So you don't want to help these kids? They were out there for almost
twelve hours.'

'The police is already looking for them! We don't have to save them, it's
not our job!'

'I know, but this is summer, we should make as many memories as possible,
go on an adventure!' The four exchanges doubtful glances. Then Damian looks
back at me and says:

'Okay then. When we're leaving?'

Once we are in the forest, we walk in two groups. Marcin and Tomasz,
clearly interested in a new acquaintance, walk with him in avant-garde. Me,
Damian and Adam are falling a little behind.

'Where did you get that guy from?' - asks Damian. It looks like he wanted
to ask me that ever since he saw Rusalek.

'Told you. Rysiek is my cousin. He's a bit, uh, out of this world, but I
assure you he's my family.' 'I don't see the resemblance.' - Adam shrugs
his shoulders.

'And you've never mentioned him. Or that he's coming.'

'Well, first of all we're not that closely related, so we aren't too much
alike. And second of all, I didn't expect him to come. We don't really talk
too often.'

'You don't look like you don't like each other.' - notes Damian. Was that a
hint of jealousy that I heard just now?

'Oh, it's not that. He just lives on the other side of the country. To be
honest, the last time I saw him was at my aunt's wedding in 1995.'

'And why did he decided to come all of a sudden?' - asks Adam.

'It's not like I'm his mother, you know. - I scoff - He came because he
felt like it, or for whatever reason. Who cares?'

'It's just a bit weird. I mean... What the fuck?' - we never learn what
Adam meant, as his shift of the topic turns our attention to the sky. It's
grey and oppressive, although when we left it was bright and filled with
sunlight. The gust of wind raises the hair on our forearms. To my terror I
notice that the trees are bare all of a sudden. Their branches, gnarled as
old woman's fingers seem black in contrast with the sky.

`When had it gotten so dark? We left no more than hour ago!' - asks Damian,
but no one replies, as we're as surprised as he is.

`We're on the right path. - Rusalek encourages us - We just need to keep
going. And stay close to each other.'

When our groups merge Adam, as always, is first to voice his doubts.

`Rysiek, how do you even know that we're on the right path? You've never
been to this woods, have you?'

`Even we haven't been to this part of the forest before. - adds Damian -
I've never seen trees like those before.'

`Oh, Rysiek is great. - says Marcin. - Whenever he told us that he sees
children's footprints, we weren't able to see it. Right Tomasz?'

`Yeah, he's kickass, even if he's going through some kind of phase.'

`Yeah, I wonder what he'd be capable of without it.'

Oh yeah, let's start a fanclub.

`But we were turning left at every crossroad. How's that possible that we
aren't moving in circles?' - I demand, as we take another turn.

`If we were looking at the from above, I'm certain it would look like a
whirlpool. I don't even think our forest looks like this.' - comments
Damian in uneasy tone.

`Look at the trees. I've never seen those things.' - notes Tomasz.

 We all look up and see tens of ribbons and puppets hanging from the
branches. The most unsettling thing are the button eyes of puppets that
seem to look down at us. I shudder in fear. Regardless, we continue
forward. From among the trees emerge a hut. It consists of two floors
supported by wooden pillars. They were twisted and had roots, and looked
like tree trunks. 'Chicken legs... Just like in the fairytales...' - I
mumble to myself.

'How did it get there? - says Damian - I've never seen anything like it!'

'More importantly - Adam notes - is this where we were headed? This is
where the missing children are?'

'I think. - answers Rusalek - We need to go there and find out.'

Which of course we do. I briefly think how will we reach the hut, since the
pillars are at least three meters high. As I look around, looking for a
three with enough branches, the ring of fire surrounds us. We come to a
standstill.

`What the fuck is this?!' - shouts Marcin, looking around him. I am panting
myself. The only one who seems to act cool is Damian, although from his
pose I can see that he is tense and focused.

From the darkness around us emerges something that I first think is ball of
smoke. But the closer it gets, I can see the undefined entity. A Baba
Yaga. The main thing I notice are the burning red eyes. Most of its shape
is hidden in the cloud of tattered cloths that swirl around it. The
creature levitates, staring down art us. It drags two clawed hands of
unusual size. It circles us, humming silently. I make an eye contact with
Rusalek.

`Do something!' - I shout in my mind.

`But they'll see!'

`It doesn't fucking matter!'

But before Rusalek is able to do anything, Damian makes a step in the
demon's direction. To our surprise, Baba Yaga seems scared. My eyebrows
frown involuntarily, as Damian says in a sharp nd cold tone:

`Leave us alone.'

The witch is motionless for a moment. I hold my breath in anticipation. It
floats a bit higher and then throws itself in his direction with a
terrifying roar. All of a sudden we are all surrounded by complete
darkness, which lasts only a tenth of second. When we open our eyes, we're
scattered on the undergrowth. I ease my breathing. The air never seemed
fresher. The sky bluer. The leaves greener.

TBC