Haunted by Annette Gisby

that happen before?"
    "I think we needed to get the angle just right. Just imagine how
it will feel with my cock touching it."
    "OH! OH!" Aedyn groaned at that thought and ground himself
on Kestan's fingers. He couldn't wait any more. "In me, please,
Kestan! I want you in me!"
    "See? Very pushy," said Kestan, pulling him down for a kiss
as he removed his fingers.
    Aedyn fumbled between them, aiming Kestan'ss cock at his entrance and
sliding down onto it. He took his time, being able to control the
depth was amazing and he kept going, despite a bit of a burning
stretch at first, until Kestan was fully sheathed inside him. Kestan
was looking at him again with that hungry look that Aedyn couldn't
get enough of.
    "You feel amazing, Aedyn. So tight around me."
    Aedyn could hardly speak; the pleasure was just so intense. Neither
of them had moved much yet and Aedyn was sure that if he just stayed
here, with Kestan'ss cock embedded in him, he could come just from
this, from the fullness he could feel inside him. He twitched his
buttocks and gasped at the intensity of the fullness.
    "Move for me, Aedyn. Ride me."
    Kestan encouraged him by taking hold of Aedyn's hips and rocking him.
Oh gods, Aedyn wouldn't have believed he could feel even better. His
cock was throbbing, rubbing between them as Aedyn leaned forward and
pressed his upper body flush with Kestan'ss.
    Kestan hit that strange spot again and Aedyn speeded up his thrusts.
He was wild with passion; sweat dripping down him as he bucked and
jerked his hips faster and faster wanting release so badly. His balls
felt so full and heavy, filled to the brim with seed that just wanted
to be spilled. He was close, so close. "Kestan!"
    "Touch your cock, Aedyn. I want to see you come."
    Aedyn didn't need telling twice. He lifted himself up again, then
reached down and tugged at his aching prick, one tug, two, and then
he was spilling himself over his hands; pulse after pulse as Kestan
touched that magic spot inside him again and again. It was as if his
whole body was coming. His insides clenched as the climax overtook
him and his belly fluttered as if he'd fallen down a flight of
stairs.
    "Oh gods! Oh gods!" Aedyn's head was spinning; he had to
put both arms on the headboard to stop himself from falling over.
Even before the last pulse had left his cock and dribbled onto
Kestan'ss chest; Aedyn felt himself filled with wet warmth as Kestan
found his own release inside him, his hands gripping even tighter on
Aedyn's hips.
    Aedyn leaned over to kiss him, his cock and arse still twitching with
little aftershocks. His body suddenly gave way; he collapsed on top
of Kestan in an undignified heap. Kestan gently pulled him up and off
his cock; Aedyn felt strangely empty after he did so. "We have
to try that again," he said.
    "Indeed, but not right now. We have a coach to catch."

    *

    Aedyn had been very subdued both as they breakfasted and then the
carriage ride back to what had once been Grunhall Abbey. Kestan could
hardly blame him. He didn't want to remember too much about that
awful house either. It was the first time they had been back since
Aedyn's escape. The staff had stayed on, per Aedyn's request, but the
house had been sold now and the new owners didn't want the older
staff. Aedyn was determined to find them all places and had felt it
would be better if he told them all himself, rather than just rely on
a letter or a messenger. Kestan thought he'd never met a braver man
than Aedyn in his life. If the things that had happened to Aedyn had
happened to him, Kestan wasn't so sure that he would have wanted to
go back at all.
    As the carriage pulled up to the front of the house, Kestan saw again
the bell tower that had been Aedyn's prison for so many years.
    "Aedyn, how did you survive it? Out in the cold all that time?"
For the top floor where Aedyn had been held was open to the elements.
How had Aedyn survived that?
    "I wasn't on the top floor all the time, Kestan. Most of the
time he tied