Date: Tue, 6 Feb 2018 02:07:47 +0000 From: Qwik Lub Subject: Cumpire: More Devin Disclaimer: Unless you are brand new to Nifty you know how this works. This is a work of fiction portraying consensual sex between men and boys. No real or fictional characters were harmed during the writing of this story. Do not read this if you are philosophically blind. If you are legally blind be sure to turn up the volume on your reader (thanks Fred!). If you are in a country or jurisdiction where it is illegal to read such material do not tell anyone what you are doing. We know you are doing the same things we do. We won't tell either. If you are a minor, pretend you are in the same situation as the folks above and follow that advice. If this material offends you face the fact that you are here because it turns you on. After you get off, go seek professional help to deal with your feelings. (See the "blind" part above.) All constructive comments are welcome at qwiklub@hotmail.com. All flames will be ignored. Please donate something, anything, to keep Nifty going and thanks to everyone who contributes. Keep 'em up! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I am a Cumpire. Like my vampire cousins I need to feed on a regular basis to survive. My particular taste is for young teen males who can produce copious amounts of cum to keep me alive and young. I love feasting on street kids; throwaways, runaways, gay, straight, bi or clueless it doesn't matter. At least it didn't matter until Devin. Yes Tommy was now my lover and I would turn him into a powerful cumpire in time. Even so, Devin was beyond unique. He held a mystery and a power that I could never bestow upon him. It was like there was something in his DNA. I was walking down the street with Tommy on our way back to the brownstone. "Daddy, I think you have a lot more to tell me about that kid besides what was in Monsignor Mike's file." I began to relate my experiences with Devin as we walked. Thanks to the information Mike was able to supply, the hunt for Devin's story was on. Tommy thought out loud as we walked. "A western kid who is found in Asia. And Monsignor Mike said it was like Devin just walked up to them?" I nodded. "So he spent some time there, then maybe he decided he was ready to come back this way. The folder says he was about 13 years old when he came to St. Aelred's a year ago, and had been with the other order members for a year or so before that. That means Devin was around 11-12 when they found him, or he found them, haha." We both laughed thinking about Devin finding the monks. It seemed like he was the kind of person who charted his own path. "Ok, so where was Devin before age 12? He turns up somewhere in the border region of Tibet, Nepal and India. He could have been in any or all of those three countries, or maybe just left there by someone? You told me he can see auras and has like psychic powers. Tommy stopped suddenly. I had taken several more steps in deep thought before realizing he had stopped. I turned toward him in puzzlement. "Daddy you are going to make me a cumpire, right? When you do will I have powers like Devin?" I could see Tommy was both hopeful and suddenly a bit insecure as to his place in my life with Devin's presence. I moved back to embrace him and calm his fears. "Yes baby. When the time is right I will give you the same gift Jake gave me. As for Devin, I have never encountered anyone like him so I can't give you those powers. Just rest assured the powers I will give you will be fantastic. You are going to be an awesome, powerful cumpire." Tommy didn't say anything but gave me a long kiss. I felt people passing by looking at us, but I didn't care. This was my lover. Heaven help anyone who tried to mess with him. "I have an idea to research when we get home." Tommy was back on the puzzle of Devin. I didn't question him further. We reached the brownstone and went upstairs. We entered the master bedroom to find the twins entertwined on the bed. They were engaged in a beautiful 69, and I couldn't tell them apart at that moment, not that it mattered. "Holy shit. You didn't tell me how exceptional this hunt was." Eric and Eli broke from their activity to look in response to the new voice. "Wow.", said Eli. Eric said nothing, but took the lead as usual, quickly rolling off the bed to approach Tommy. Eli followed at his brothers heels. Both boys were led by their hard cocks. Eric kissed Tommy and Eli followed suit. Tommy got right into the situation. "Hello boys. I'm Tommy. I think I'm overdressed." That was all they needed to hear. The twins began stripping Tommy and throwing his clothes carelessly to the floor. They simultaneously gasped when they saw his big cock. I started to intervene, but it was unnecessary. Tommy immediately took command. "Boys you are new here. We keep things neat and tidy. That starts with hanging clothes in the closet, not throwing them on the floor. What's your name?" "Eli, sir." How polite. "Eli, go to the closet and bring back hangers for my pants and jacket. And you are?" "Eric. You're fucking gorgeous." Tommy didn't answer the compliment, but the look of satisfaction and pride on his face told me he was enjoying his effect on the twins. "Take my shoes and put them in the shoe rack in the closet. My shirt and socks go into the hamper over there." He pointed. Both boys followed his orders without hesitation, but never stopped taking every opportunity to admire Tommy's naked body. He glanced my way to see if I was pleased at this spectacle, like there was any doubt. Lol. "So who wants to get fucked first?" "Can we daisy chain first?", Eric responded. I was impressed by his sophistication. Tommy nodded and Eric led him to the bed with Eli following closely. They arranged themselves with Eric sucking Tommy, Tommy sucking Eli, and Eli sucking his brother. I was as hard and hot as Vesuvius about to erupt. This was a boy lover's wet dream in the flesh. I counted on the preset cameras capturing every angle of this boy orgy. Fortunately I had invested in the luxury of motion activated controls so they would start recording whenever anything moved. That meant I already had video of the twins' activities while I was out. Something to watch when the boys went to sleep, or maybe while they were awake and watched with me, hehe. Tommy pulled off Eli's cock to issue an order. "Nobody cums anywhere except Dave's mouth. Understand?" Somehow both the twins managed to convey a positive response with head nods while never ceasing their sucking. I began to feel a little lightheaded thinking of the sweet loads I would soon swallow. They went on that way for some time. I was forced to strip myself. Once that was done I moved over to the bed to run my hands over the smooth bodies of these lovely young teens. I was near to sensory overload watching, fondling, groping, and now licking at the exposed flesh. Damn they tasted sweet. I enjoyed running my fingers through their pubes and observed the difference in Tommy's fuller, thicker pubic bush and pit hair compared to the smaller dick hair patch and almost hairless armpits of the younger boys. I also noted the hair that begun to grow on Tommy's lower legs. Yes, he would soon be ready for turning. I had planned to make him a cumpire when he reached 16. However he was so beautifully teenaged that I figured I would have to do it earlier and slow down his metabolism so I could enjoy this perfectly balanced teen stud for decades more. My hunger built. Tommy looked into my eyes as he sucked and knew I needed to feed. "Ok guys, time to change it up and do some fucking. I think we should pull a gay train for Dave." The twins looked puzzled at the term. "That means we fuck in a line, each guy's ass plugged with the next guy's dick. And I think Dave will be the engine at the front collecting our loads." He winked at me. Dear lord I loved this boy. His libido, imagination, and obvious devotion to me made my heart leap and my prick throb. Tommy grabbed two condoms from the bedside and handed them to me. "How do you want us lined up?" I didn't hesitate. "Eric stand up on the bed." He obeyed and that put his pulsing young dick right at eye level. Perfect. I sucked him into my mouth and fondeled his balls for a few minutes. Then I opened the rubber and unfurled it over his hard cock, half playing with it in the process. Oh how I love playing with young boytoys. Once he was completely sheathed I took a few more sucks of his hardon to get him good and wet. "Eli get on your knees and bend over." I dove onto his boy pussy like a starving man eating a ripe mango. Eli tasted nearly as sweet to me. I held out my hand and Tommy poured in some lube without my needing to ask. I began working it inside and outside Eli's tight little butt. He moaned and quivered pushing his ass back onto my fingers all the while. The look in Eric's eyes was pure lust as he watched. I knew I couldn't keep either of them waiting any longer. I took hold of Eric's rock hard cock, slathering it with the remaining lube, and guided him into his brother's butt in a single, steady motion. "Ohh yyyeeessss!!!!" That sound was in stereo. Both boys were linked mentally, physically and emotionally in that act. Out-fucking-standing! I knew this whole orgy of beauty wouldn't last long. I took a few quick sucks of Tommy's tool and handed him the jimmy sack to put on himself. Any other time I would have played with him the same way I did Eric, but the twins were too hot to wait. Strangely I had the thought of cooking breakfast when I'm trying to make the waffles, eggs, and sausage all come out at the same time even though they all have different cooking times. I chuckled to myself because I knew for sure this meal was going to cum out perfect. Then I smiled broadly at my own internal pun. I bet you did too. Eric had already started to pump his twin, but I interrupted by grasping his balls in one hand while using the other to spread his ass cheeks and dive in with my tongue. Just as Eli had responded, Eric groaned deeply and bent over his brother as my tongue drilled his ass and soaked it with my saliva. I reached out my hand and Tommy was ready with more lube for me to apply all around Eric's boypussy. I used the last of the lube coating my hand to ready Tommy. He positioned himself at Eric's entrance and began to slowly push into him. Now I moved to feel Tommy's taut asscheeks as he penetrated Eric. I had just enough lube left coating my fingers to slide one, two, three fingers inside Tommy's butt. My three boys were connected in their gay train and my fingers were the caboose. I switched my grip on Tommy so my thumb was in his ass and my fingers stroking his balls. He groaned at the stimulation from both sides and began slowly fucking Eric who in turn resumed fucking Eli. It took some time for three very horny boys to synchronize their sex, but it happened and it was fun to watch. They laughed as they tried to figure out how to make it work. Eric was the one to realize as the middle man he needed to control every thrust. Soon he was alternately plowing his brother's ass and milking Tommy's dick while Tommy rode my thumb. The moans began to change to guttural growls as the boys' passion built. I removed my thumb from Tommy's grasping hole and felt all over each boy. Absolutely beyond delightful to feel their flexing muscles, their tightening balls, and their smooth warm skin. Eli was beyond hard and dripping precum. I got down on my knees and pushed him up into Eric's arms. My mouth synchronized on his tumescent pole as they continued their orgy. I was soon rewarded with a mouthful of sweet, young cum fresh from the tap. Eli's groans became screams of pleasure. I kept sucking after his orgasms until he pushed my head off his now over-sensitive dick. I let Eli move off his brother's rod, quickly pulling the rubber off Eric's dick and going down again for load number two. Eric came in much the same way as his brother, screaming his pleasure as I drained his balls. However this time Eric collapsed right where he was on the bed. Tommy leaned over on his hands and knees and drove his cock into Eric's helpless ass faster and faster. His mouth formed into an "O" and he began to jackrabbit the boy beneath him. I could see his skin flush as his orgasm neared. With an amazing amount of self-control he suddenly pulled out and ripped off the condom. I dove for his cock, but even with my abilities I was not fast enough to avoid getting the first blast in my face. I didn't mind though. Tommy flooded my mouth and throat with a gusher of a load. I think it was one of the biggest I'd ever taken from him. Ambrosia. Nirvana. Fucking sweet. All three boys were now a mass of tangled, gelatinous limbs piled on the bed as they lay in the afterglow of their sex.Each had a light sheen of clean sweat covering their bodies. Eli managed to pull me close enough to lick Tommy's jizz from my face. I gazed upon this human artwork with satisfaction and pride. They passed out for a few minutes as young boys often do post-orgasm. After some time they began to stir and I raised each from the bed, then steered them into the group shower. Once again I took pride in investing into the right amenities to enhance my enjoyment. There was just enough room for the four of us. The multidrection jets covered us thoroughly. The handy soap dispensers soon had us touching and rubbing everywhere. Oh the feel of young boys' wet, sudsy bodies! My stiff was granite and it suddenly dawned on me I hadn't cum. Once again, Tommy was dutifully attentive. He got on his knees and began sucking me. The twins were certainly quick studies and also dropped to their knees to join in the assault on my sex. To have three boys taking turns on my hardon and each ball was something I had never experienced despite my long life. I came quickly and the three snowballed my cum between them. Fuck yeah! Good Will Hunting had nothing on the fruits of my labors. We moved out of the shower and began lovingly drying ourselves and each other. The twins brought us back to reality. "Can we eat now? We're hungry." Eric was back to his lead role for the twins. It was still morning even with all the sex since I brought Tommy home. I started downstairs for the kitchen with the twins following closely and their continued stiffies bouncing. How I do love these sweet horndogs. Halfway down the stairs I realized that Tommy had not followed us, but gone instead into my study. I deduced he was intent on beginning to unravel the mystery of Devin's story. I got breakfast on the table for the twins, occassionaly kissing or fondling each boy as I worked. Once they were digging into large stacks of pancakes I made a breakfast sandwich and went back upstairs to check on Tommy. As expected he was at the computer. I set the sandwich down on the desk and sat myself beside Tommy. He had googled the words 'missing american european child boy asia' in various combinations and begun sorting through the stunning number hits. Narrowing the search by year further refined the suggested articles.Tommy diligently clicked his way through the news stories with one hand and ate with the other. Never come between a boy and food, haha. After he finished I moved closer and absent mindedly felt over his warm body as he worked. "I wish their was a faster way to search through all these stories.", he said. Indeed it was rather surprising just how many stories there were about young boys going missing in asia. Then it occurred to me that maybe we were searching the wrong way. "Instead of searching the articles first, let's use the same keywords for images." Tommy did that and several hundred images were listed. "Let me takeover.", I said. With my powers I was able to search through the pictures as fast as the computer could load them. after about 15 minutes of hyperspeed searching I stopped. I enlarged the picture and we both examined it closely. It was a little pixelated, but Devin was recognizable. His hair looked lighter and his features more boyish, standing there with his parents in a vacation photo any family would find familiar. I clicked the link to the original article and we read how this family was missing and presumed dead when a tsunami hit the resort where they were vacationing. They were actually Americans on vacation in a spot popular with Europeans on holiday. Were it not for that detail we might have missed it with the keywords Tommy had entered. Devin had just turned eleven at the time. Links followed to related articles. Sadly, the parents had drowned indeed and their bodies eventually been identified, but not Devin's. The articles all presumed he was washed out to sea or buried in with thousands of other victims of the natural catastrophe. Tommy sat down in my lap and mused aloud. "So now we know who he is and how he came to be in Asia, but how did he get to where he was found?" An excellent question. The resort was in Indonesia. Devin was found on the northern border of India. So who took him and why was he brought there? "You can read minds and make people see, or not see, things. What if you tried to use your powers to help Devin remember what happened?" I was intrigued with the thought. I was skeptical at first. I told Tommy how I had tried to mask myself from Devin the first time we encountered one another, but he could see me clearly. But my clever Tommy would not be dissuaded. "That time you were trying to close his mind to you. This time you'll be trying to open it to himself." I couldn't find fault with that logic. I picked up the phone and called Monsignor Mike to relate what we found and discuss the idea of jogging Devin's memory to try and get him to fill in the blanks in the story. Mike was just as fascinated and interested as Tommy and I. He was also eager to see if I could awaken Devin's memories. We must have talked for about 20 or 30 minutes. When I hung up Tommy had a further suggestion. He showed me articles and descriptions of tantric sex being used as a way to heal and help people recover memories stored in their cells. I read the info with growing interest. This sounded like exactly the kind of treatment Devin needed to help him remember what happened after the tsunami. That evening I flew back to St. Aelred's at the agreed time and let myself in through the alley door. This time Tommy stayed home with the twins. I was certain they would be having sex again by this point. The monsignor was back in the study of his private quarters with Devin at his side. The boy looked especially happy to see me, favoring me with a shy, but full smile. I realized it was the first time I had seen that. Both were wearing cassocks and Devin's was open so I saw he had only a bright blue mesh jockstrap underneath. I wondered if that was Mike's idea or Devin's. Then I recognized it as one of the pairs Mike had collected from Tommy during his visits. How wonderfully kinky pervert genius. Mike spoke up. "Greetings David. Devin is ready to work with you. He's experiencing a combination of eagerness, excitement, and nervousness all at the same time. Maybe even a touch of fear at what he might remember." Devin blushed at hearing his feelings laid out so accurately. This was the first time in our encounters that Devin just seemed to be totally a kid. Based on my experience and what Mike had told me Devin was always so mature, controlled, controlling and balanced at all times. "It's going to be ok kid. I'm going to try and help you remember, but I won't let you get hurt in the process. If it gets to be too much, you tell me and we'll stop. Ok?" "Ok." Devin still looked nervous, but it was also clear he trusted me. "I want to make sure the two of you have all the time you need and won't be disturbed." Mike held out a key. "This key opens a special room in the center of the maze. It is equipped with every comfort you might need or want, as well as being soundproofed."I took the key from Mike's hand and then took Devin's hand in mine. "Thanks Mike. We will let you know what we discover." We left the apartment and passed through the hallway to the door at the other end that lead to the maze. The usual sights and sounds of boys and men in various combinations of sexplay were all around. Ignoring those temptations I recalled the map Mike had shown me and led us directly to the special room. I unlocked the door, let us in and locked it again. The room was actually a small suite. The first had low lighting with a queen sized bed to one side, a massage table to the other, and some comfortable chairs of different sizes. A monitor hung on one wall automatically showing a rotation through all kinds of gay pedo erotica and live feeds throughout the maze including the main stage. The other three walls were mirrored as was the ceiling. There was a cabinet that had sheets, blankets, sex toys, bottles of lube and a rubber mat. Nothing unusual there. However in the adjoining room there was a sling suspended from the ceiling, along with mounted pulleys, several rings spaced around the walls, and what looked like a saw horse with anchor hooks along each leg. In the corner was a cabinet that held collection of fur-lined handcuffs, leather goods and multiple toys. This room also had a monitor with the same feeds. The two rooms each had a door that opened to a full en suite bathroom complete with hoses, a soaking tub and a shower. Never let it be said that the residents of St. Aelred's lacked either imagination or resources. Clearly they had thought of everything. There was even a wet bar in the second room. But we wouldn't be needing any of that tonight. I led Devin back to the first room, closing the door to the dungeon and the bathroom behind us. I turned off the monitor. Tonight this would be just us. I removed my clothes and what little Devin was wearing. I retrieved a fitted sheet for the massage table, some towels, and massage oil. I had Devin lay face down on the table and began a slow, deep, finger massage of his head. I used my cumpire focus to release every point of tension in Dev's scalp and down through his neck, shoulders, and back. With my powers I extended energy through my pressure deep into his muscles until they became utterly pliable. On impulse I looked around the room again and saw a smart speaker. "Computer, play Tibetian meditation music." Soothing, meditative music of wind pipes, bells, and deep gongs began playing through the surround sound speakers. I could hear Devin's breathing begin to slow as he drifted into total relaxation. I continued massaging Devin's body. Moving further down I spent a long time massaging his wonderful boy butt, slipping my oiled thumb into his little hole and stimulating the space between his boy pussy and his balls. He moaned softly. I couldn't resist using the oil to lube my fingers and work them deep inside Devin, finding and stroking his prostate for a long time. He began raising his ass to fuck my fingers, but I remembered what I read in the articles Tommy found. It was still too early to divert from what had the best chance of opening Devin's memories at the cellular level. Removing my probing fingers, I moved on down his lovely legs taking delight in the strong thighs, firm calves, and silky smooth skin covering a nicely athletic body. Everything about Devin was so nicely proportioned and a delight to touch. I ended with a deep pressure massage of each foot. Then I asked him to turn over. He did so quietly and without hesitation, reveling his fully rampant stiff to my eyes. Devin's eyes were closed. I returned to Devin's head and resumed the head to toe massage and pressure point activation and release. I purposely ignored his now-throbbing penis. In fact I intended to make Devin edge as long as humanly possible. Maybe I could make him edge as long as inhumanly possible. I finished off the massage with long fingertip strokes of his body from chest to waist and hips to feet. Devin moaned quietly in raptured relaxation. I gently pulled his legs off the table and turned his body to sit up with me between his legs. I took him in my arms to give him a long full bear hug. I had Dev's arms around my neck and his legs around my waist as we hugged closely, his head laying on my shoulder. I picked Dev up and sat him down on my hard tool in a single fluid motion. Another hole in one. With this connection inside and out I walked over to one of the comfy chairs and sat down. Dev started to try and ride my rod, but I held him in a position where he couldn't get any leverage to pull his ass off my cock before taking it again. I kept touching and rubbing his body everywhere, stimulating the nerve endings all over and throughout his body. I formed a mental image of Devin as he looked in that old family photo and concentrated on pushing that into his mind. After some time Devin raised his head and we stared into each other's eyes. His eyes had gone purple. We sat like that for an unknown amount of time, both of us rock hard, my cock pulsing deep in his young ass, physically and mentally connected. Suddenly Dev's mouth opened into an "O". Like a high speed video rush into a tunnel of lights, I was finally fully inside his mind. Through his eyes I saw images of his parents, the airport, the planes to Indonesia, the hotel room, the beach and then the huge wave coming. I felt fear starting to rise and our breath catching, our heart beating faster and our legs pumping furiously as we ran even then knowing we couldn't reach safety in time. I took a deep breath and slowed our breathing and spoke both out loud and telepathically. "Today the world is a safe and friendly place. We are safe. We are loved." I don't know where those words came from, except deep inside me somehow. I continued. "We can see it all and never be hurt again. We are together, not alone." I altered our mental imagery so we were now looking from an out of body experience. We could see Devin's body helplessly carrried along by the rushing waters, banged into many objects, going under again and again. Then, just as consciousness was beginning to fade, being grabbed by the wrist and pulled up and out of the water by an incredible strong hand. The images swirled and misted over, then cleared again to show Devin laying in a bed, naked under the covers, someone rubbing some kind of cream into his skin, the feeling of broken bones in his arms and legs, but strangely without any pain. I knew this was not my doing. Whoever had him had the ability to remove his sense of pain and was expertly tending to his wounds. The images blurred again and once they cleared Devin was now standing on an open balcony looking at the Himalayan mountains. Although he was naked we felt comfortably warm. We realized we were learning to control our body temperature. Our rescuer/teacher stood behind us, hands on our shoulders. I felt he was also mentally connected to us, but I couldn't touch the connection myself. Other images flew in and out of our minds, visions, colors, auras, thoughts of others in the structure which seemed to be some kind of Tibetian monastery. There were monks and other people there along with this constant presence guiding Devin in his lessons. I was surprisingly unprepared for what came next. Images of incredible sex filled my mind and body, better than anything I had every felt with Jake, Tommy, Devin or anyone. It was like we were experiencing our current tantric connection across time and space. It dawned in my realization that Devin was milking my cock using only the muscles in his butt. Now he was touching my nerve endings in my neck and back just as I had been stimulating him before. We began french kissing and touching each other all over locked in a cycle of love making. We came simultaneously, me erupting deep in Devin's bowels, him spraying jizz all over our chests and abs, even reaching our chins. It. Was. Incredible. Our mental connection to Devin's past closed once again, although the images remained in my memory, and Devin's too based on the wide-eyed expression on his face. The clock on the nightstand showed over five hours had passed. I carried him into the bathroom put us both into the shower. We kept kissing as we bathed each other. Devin's eyes were doing that color shift thing and I knew this was a sign he was still thinking about what we had seen in our link. Fascinating. After drying each other off we went to the bed and lay down wrapped in each other's arms. Devin spoke for the first time. "I know my name. I know what happened to my parents. I know what happened to me." "Who was it that rescued you, and healed you, and taught you all those things?", I asked. "I don't know. I can't see his face or recall his name yet. But, I know he was training me for something.", Dev replied. "What?" Even after all that I had seen, shared, and felt I was still completely baffled. "I don't know, but I'm close to finding out." We cuddled closely and fell asleep. After a few hours we awoke again. Devin easily aroused me with his mouth and then mounted my prick to bring us back to the brink. It wasn't as intense as the tantric sex, let alone the memory visions of Dev's training, but it was still great sex. He managed to pull himself off me in time to spill his seed in my mouth. I felt my powers doubly refreshed as I tasted and swallowed his load. We fell back asleep. By the time we dressed and walked back out of the maze nearly 24 hours had gone by since my arrival. Devin broke the silence. "I had a dream while we were sleeping. I saw myself at these huge doors that led from the temple where I was living. My teacher was telling me it was time to go and help him make the world safe." "Safe? Safe for whom or what?" "Safe for people like you. Safe for cumpires." I stopped dead in my tracks. I didn't know how to make sense fo what Devin had just said. Fortunately we were back to the doors of Monsignor Mike's apartment. Devin reached out and opened the door as if he was accustomed to doing it all the time. MIke was dressed in a bathrobe this time and sitting in his living room reading the newspaper. He looked up with a broad grin on his face which quickly changed to concern as he read the shocked expression on my own. "What happened?" I retold the experience we shared and all the images right up to Devin's shocking statement. Now Mike's face matched my own. "This is unbelievable! But what does it mean. Who is this person? Devin can't you recall him even now?" "Not yet. What I do know is that I have to come live with you Dave.", replied Devin. "I have to because that's how he's going to find you." To be continued...