Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2008 14:45:18 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: the ghost, my lover and me - part 3

The usual disclaimers apply; this is a story that evolves sex between guys
and a supernatural entity.  If you age underage or do not find this subject
matter to your liking, please navigate away from this page.


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."

WOW that's the end of part three.  Keep sending me your emails.  I love to
hear how you are enjoying the story!  Don't be afraid to make comments I
love them good and bad.  I'll get going on part 4 in the next day or two.
I'll keep you posted on when it's been uploaded.

Peace!