Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2009 01:40:05 -0500
From: walrus
Subject: The Haunting, part 3

A sudden feeling of awareness flooded to me as I came to. I was on a soft
surface, which I assume to be my bed. It was dark. Extremely dark. Yet I
still knew Aiden was laying beside me. I couldn't move, for a heavy, hairy
leg was weighing down on my legs. I suddenly felt the urge to cry.

As tears flowed down my face, I thought to myself, 'I'm imprisoned in my
own life.' I guess my sobs woke up Aiden, because he suddenly jerked his
leg back and sleepily murmured an apology. "Aiden, why are you in my bed?"
I asked, infuriated.

"Madison is-"

"Her name is Maddie."

"She doesn't seem to mind it. Anyway, she's sleeping in my bed. I took care
of Jason."

"Yeah, about that. I'm not some little boy that you can push around, you
jerk. I'm the same age as you, and okay, I get it; you could beat the hell
out of me if you wanted. Whatever. That doesn't mean you're superior to
me. You can't just make me lose consciousness whenever you want; it's not
right. Whether I wanted to see you do whatever you did in that room was my
decision, not yours. I didn't even have time to think before you were
crushing my throat. You're not my boyfriend, so stop acting like it." I
said, barely pausing to take breaths. I suddenly got up and made my way to
the door.

"Where're you going?"

"I don't have to answer to you."

"No, but it'd be in your best interest to." He said, getting up and
shutting the door. He was in his saggy snoopy shorts. *sigh* Why did he
have to be so cute?

"Why don't YOU start answering ME? What happened in that room? Why did you
knock me out? What happened to Maddie? Where's Jason?"

"You may want to sit down for this."

"Just fucking te-"

"Sit down." He said sternly, leading me over to my bed.

"Jason was holding Madison against her will. He was going to rape her. I
knocked you out because I was afraid you'd think I was a monster if you saw
how badly I beat Jason. Maddie has some bruises from Jason hitting her, but
nothing else happened. Jason was punished. First by me, then presumably by
the ghosts of the mansion." Aiden said.

"You seriously think people believe that fairy tale bullshit? There's no
such thing as ghosts." I said, getting up.

"Listen to me." He said roughly, putting a hand on my chest and forcing me
to lay down.

"This is what I mean! You're just as bad as Jason by holding me down like
this!"

"If you didn't act like such a child then I wouldn't have to!"

"Well, since my childish ideas couldn't possibly add up to your standards,
I think it'd be best if I left you in your self-righteous solitude with
Maddie. I mean it's so obvious that you want her for yourself. If the act
of heroism didn't give it away, then letting her sleep in your bed leaves
no doubt. Perhaps 'making' her sleep in your bed is a better word. Go to
hell." I said, pushing Aiden back with surprising force and running out of
the room.

Who did he think he was? My father? He's no different than the rest of us.

As I walked out into the dark front yard of the mansion, I suddenly got a
bout of chills. I instantly began to wish I was back in bed, because even
though Aiden is impulsive, he's real comforting.

"Kyle? Is that you?" I heard Marissa's voice call out in the darkness.

"Marissa? What happened to you? Where are you?"

"In the large willow tree. Just help me get down." she said. I pulled out
my cell phone and turned on its flashlight feature. Gotta love modern
technology.

Marissa's face was bloodied, and her arm was in a sling, presumably broken.
"Oh my god, Marissa! What happened to you?" I asked in shock as I helped
her down.

"Travis did this to me. What time is it?" she asked hazily.

"Three in the morning."

"I just don't understand why Travis would go after me like that. Ugh.." she
groaned in pain.

"I think-"

"Wait, why are you outside so late?" she interrupted me.

"This huge thing happened. Jason took.." I droned on in an unintelligible
tone as I lost consciousness. Something had pierced my neck, and my worst
fear was that it was a tranquilizer dart, or something similar.

When I woke up, I saw Marissa there beside me. We were chained to a wall,
our bodies eagle-spread. Someone had taken off my shirt, and I was sweating
despite the cold atmosphere down here. I imagined the room we had found
Maddie in, and was pretty sure about who was behind this.

As if on cue, Travis' voice pierced the darkness. "I wonder if your
boyfriend, what's his name? Aiden? Is aware as to how much pain he caused
Jason. You know, if I hadn't known any better, I would have thought Jason
had been thrown through a life sized garbage compactor. All of the bruises,
and the copious amounts of blood; it'd be perfect if he had wanted to look
like a zombie. Alas, he didn't."

"And you can imagine how giddy I had been to overhear that you and your
thuggish butt buddy weren't getting along. I knew one of you would go
looking for this slut over here-"

"Shut up!" I yelled at him.

"Don't interrupt! It's rude." Travis said, snarling. "Anyway, as I had
hoped, it was YOU, Kyle, who had been so foolish to get look for her in the
dark. I had you right where I wanted you, and now I will get the vengeance
that Jason and I deserve. We used to rule this school. No one dared to
stand up to our superior authority, not even the adults. And we will not
let some overgrown ape tarnish that!"

"Has it ever occurred to you how gruesome the punishment will be if Aiden
finds out what you're doing?" I spat at him.

"We'll be long gone by then. You will, too, but I can guarantee you won't
be leaving in a sports car." He cackled. "Come Jason, show yourself to
these two. Let them see what their friend did."

A hunched over figure arose from the shadows. He looked as though he could
barely walk, and when he walked into the lamplight, I gasped. Both of his
eyes were black, his lip was busted, his neck had the imprint of a large
hand around it, his naked torso was covered in bruises, and his abs no
longer looked rock solid as they used to. They now looked as though they
were inflated with air, rather than muscle.

"I always thought a guy like Aiden was so peaceful. Who knew that battery
and rape was in his arsenal used to counter violence?" Jason spat, his
voice wheezy. "I will never walk the same. I will scream in pain every time
I take a shit. I commend you for being a fag, pretty boy. I'd become a
virgin for life if these were the side effects of common day sex for you
creatures."

"What are you going to do to us?" Marissa cried out.

"Kil-" A large hand from the darkness appeared and wrapped itself around
Jason's throat. I could hear him screaming in pain from the darkness, but
nothing could be seen. Suddenly, the lights went out and everything went
dark.

"No!!!!!!!!" Travis screamed, and I began to hear a loud smacking
noise. Whoever our savior was, s/he was brutalizing the boys' bodies.

"What was that?" Marissa whispered to me.

"I don't know, but I'm thankful." I was trembling in fear. "About
earlier.. Jason tried to rape Maddie. Aiden stopped him. But we got in this
huge fight because he made me go unconscious so I wouldn't see him fighting
Jason. That's when I went outside and found you.."

"You guys actually got in a fight?" she asked, dumbfounded.

"Yeah. He tried to make me listen but I just pushed him away. Now, if we
ever get down from here, I'll apologize to him."

"If we ever get down." Marissa said, and I heard her trying to stifle some
sobs. I felt the same, but I didn't want to break down in front of her. Why
had I been so quick to push Aiden away? Thirty minutes ago I would have
done anything to be away from him, but now I'd give anyway to see him
again.

"Guys?" I heard Christian's voice call out from the darkness.

"Chris, they're over here." James appeared, illuminating our faces with a
flashlight. "Oh my god. Travis and Jason are pretty fucked up to do this."
his eyes went wide. "Where's the key?"

"Check their pockets." I said.

"Got it." Christian's voice called out. He quickly unlocked our chains and
caught us as we fell from the wall. "Oh, and Kyle; Aiden was looking all
over for you."

"Yeah.." I said. What else was I supposed to say? "Where is he now?"

"Your dorm. He wanted to be alone, but I guess he wouldn't mind seeing
you."

--

"Aiden..?" I entered the room cautiously, and was greeted by loud SMACKs. I
saw Aiden covered in sweat, punching and kicking the hell out of a punching
bag, which I assume he had brought in undetected. I guess he was pretty
adrenalized, because with every blow the one hundred pound bag went flying.

If all goes well, I won't be replacing that bag. Though I don't think
Aiden's the type of guy that would abuse someone like that.

"Aiden?" I repeated a little louder. He stopped punching, but didn't face
me. His wide back and shoulders looked extremely tense. He wiped his face
then faced me, finally.

"Your face is so red.. have you been crying?" I asked. I was almost sure he
had been.

"No, of course not." He looked away.

"Listen.. I'm not mad."

"You aren't?" he looked into my eyes for the first time. God, they made my
heart melt.

"No. I almost died earlier, and it made me realize how fast life can be
taken away from you. I'm not gonna let this get between us."

"Wait, how did you almost die?"

"Promise me you won't go ballistic.." I glanced at his pumped up arms,
covered in sweat. The sweaty aroma filled the room, and it smelt strangely
appealing.

"I can't make you any promises. Just tell me."

"Travis and Jason wanted revenge because you kicked Jason's ass, so they
tranquilized me and Marissa and chained us up to a wall. They said they
were going to kill us, or something. I was so scared, but then Christian
and James found us and saved us."

"I'd hug you right now but I'm drenched in sweat." he said quietly. I saw a
vein in his bicep pop out, but he seemed to be keeping his anger in check.

"I don't mind it." I fucking loved it.

"Right. Just give me a sec." he said just as quietly. He turned around and
threw a kick at the punching bag so fast that I didn't even see his leg
move.

"FUCK!" He yelled while beating the hell out of the large, black bag.

"Aiden, you're scaring me." I said, and I wasn't just saying that to get
him to calm down. I half wanted to just run out, but that would be kind of
childish. I'm seventeen. I should act like it. He didn't say anything; he
just walked over to me, not bothering to take off the bandages that acted
as a padding on his hands.

He silently picked me up and hugged me.  "Sorry." he murmured as he got
sweat all over me. "It's taking every ounce of self control I have right
now to not go rip those douche bags apart."

"I know." I said as I hugged him back. "You're so tense." I said as I
massaged his shoulders. If this wasn't homoerotic, I don't know what was.

"Yeah, I was pretty mad with myself. I shouldn't hold you against your will
or anything like that. I'm so sorry. I'm also really sorry for making you
cry earlier." he said sincerely.

"It's nothing. I shouldn't be such a baby." I said, putting my head on his
shoulder, still in his embrace.

"You weren't. I don't want to be a manipulative friend or anything. And you
were right; just because I'm strong doesn't mean I have the right to make
you do something you don't want to. But I have to warn you, if you ever
push me back like that, I'll chase you down." he grinned.

"Like you could catch me." I joked.

"Pretty sure you got knocked out the last time you got cocky with me."

"I'm stronger now." I smirked.

"Yeah?" I felt him pulling me close to his chest, his legs closing in
around me.

"I'm joking! I'm joking!" I giggled hysterically.

"I thought so."

"You can be pretty intimidating, you know." I said to him.

"You know I'd never actually hurt you."

"Yeah..." I said, looking at him. My hand found itself on his eight pack,
with my other arm on his lower back.

"There's something I've been wanting to tell you.."

"What is it?"

"Here." He put his large hands on my ass and lifted me up, walked over to
his bed and gently set me down.

"Come on, just tell me." I pined.

"There're actually a few things to tell.." he said as he easily pushed me
into a laying position. I lay my head on his soft red pillow as he grabbed
my small, soft hands, moving his large body in between my knees.

"Aiden, wh-"

"Shh. There's no need for words right now. Relax." He moved my soft hair
out of my eyes, and before I knew what was happening, his lips were on
mine. I had always imagined a sweet, foreign guy being my prince charming,
but I never thought it'd come true.

I had half the nerve to pinch myself to see if I were dreaming, but I
already knew I wasn't. I felt Aiden's tongue break through my lips, so I
returned the favor. I mean, what else was I going to do? Back out? This
wasn't the first time I'd kissed a guy, but this was the first time it
actually meant something.

He was such a good kisser that I could feel my heart flutter. He slowly
pulled away for a breather and knelt down, slowly pulling off my shirt. He
pinned my arms to my side with his hands, and bent down and starting half
licking, half biting my nipples.

I quickly felt my cock getting hard. The fact that he could immobilize my
arms with just his hands without even trying was such a turn on. He finally
made his way down to my soft abs, and let go of my arms to feel up my
chest.

"God," he said in between kisses. "Your skin is so soft." He started
massaging my small shoulders and back. He put his hands under my back and
lifted me up like a feather, and I took my opportunity to start working on
his neck with my lips.

His neck was so thick that it was hard to get a good grip, but once I did I
started nibbling away. He must've really liked it because he started
moaning in ecstasy, and underneath me through his gym shorts I felt his
dick stirring about.

"God please don't stop." he managed to say in between his heavy breaths. I
bit harder and harder on the one spot I'd been working on but it just
seemed to turn him on even more. His skin was so tough it was unreal. I
moved down from his neck onto his huge, sweaty pecs. Unlike my nipples, his
were really big.

I bit so hard, but it's like he couldn't feel any pain. "Fuck yeah." he
said in an arrogant, husky voice. I felt his calves tighten around my ass,
and his thighs closing in on my sides. I couldn't've moved even if I wanted
to.

My tongue ventured down to his ripped abs, and they were so hard that it
felt like he was made of steel. His flesh was really warm, and not just
because he semi-hairy. The large crevices between his abs smelt so
masculine that they could have made a perfume out of the scent.

Finally, I moved down and hit the jackpot. I could see his large, thick
manhood daring to break out of his gym shorts. A trail of pubic hair lead
me to pull off his shorts. I kept my head down as I did so, and immediately
a smell stronger than anything I'd ever smelt dominated the atmosphere.

His sweaty, hairy balls looked so intimidating, yet appealing. "Suck my
dick. Now." his voice rumbled. I could tell that Aiden's hormones had
completely taken over his judgment. I didn't mind at all, though. Every
girl and gay guy I know would kill to be in my position as his thick, 8 1/2
inch cock gagged me.

"What's wrong little boy? Is it too big for your little mouth to handle?"
he taunted as he shoved his balls in with his dick. My mouth was literally
full with his package now. My jaws were quickly tiring, but there's no way
I'd miss him climaxing, so I continued to fondle his large balls with my
tongue. "Come on you little girl. Work that tongue harder, or say night
night." he smirked cockily as his two massive legs enclosed dangerously
around my skull. He applied no pressure, but I knew what would happen if I
didn't please him, so I started to tongue his manhood harder.

Eventually he began to moan loudly and flexed his thighs to hold my head in
place. It seemed as though he was going to come right in my mouth!

"Fuck yeah!" he growled. "Mmph take it all, fucking dirty slut!" His voice
was much deeper than normal, and he was so powerful that he could have
probably lifted the bed with me on it if he wanted.

"Don't you dare slow down." Eventually he erupted in a very long orgasm. As
he did, every muscle in his body began to harden.

'God damn!' I thought as his huge thighs began to crush my head. Huge
spurts of cum slammed against the back of my throat painfully as he slowly
removed his package. He must have shot at least 10 loads before it
subsided. I managed to keep consciousness, and when he fell out of his fit
of ecstasy he loosened the death grip he had on me. I had come just about
the same time as he did, just 9 loads less.

I was laid back on his bed, and he was looking down at me with his arms on
either side of me holding him up. I had never noticed how rugged he was
until now, with his five o'clock shadow and white teeth sparkling down on
me.

"What are you grinning about?" I asked airily, lightly grazing his flexed
triceps with my hands.

"Let's just say I'm living a fantasy." He gave a big, cheesy grin and
lowered his body on mine, but never putting his full two hundred pound body
on me.

"Tired?" he asked me as he traced my light six pack with his finger.

"Extremely." I yawned, turning to face him.

"Alright." he said, still smiling. He must've been really happy.

Looking into his eyes, I saw them go from the usual dark forest green to an
extremely light ice blue. Before I could say anything, the lights went out.

"What happened?" I sat up quickly before Aiden lazily pushed me back down
with one hand.

"Don't worry about it." He said, in an oddly calm way.

"The lights just-"

"We're in a haunted mansion, in case you didn't notice. Just get some
sleep." He pulled his large, cotton cover over us and pulled me closer to
him. I turned away from him on my side, and felt him get closer to my
back. We were still naked, and his cock was dangerously close to my ass,
but I believed his intentions were pure.

He draped a heavy arm over my torso and dug his face into my back before
falling asleep. His large legs covered mine, and it was almost as though he
were guarding me. Knowing him, he probably was.