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Final Chapter
"A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone"
It was the darkest night Jacob had ever witnessed. And the stillness it harbored was both soothing and unsettling. As the pickup truck pulled into the cabin's driveway, Jacob could see Sylas sitting on the small steps just outside the front door, his back hunched, looking defeated. Jacob and Casey stepped outside just as Sylas stood up, his eyes welling up at the sight of Jacob. Through his apparent despair, a smile erupted. Jacob walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder. They stared at each other, the bonds of their fellowship rekindling. Sylas pulled Jacob, enveloping his large arms around him.
"Thank you." He mumbled. Jacob pulled away, skimming his hand over Sylas' face gently.
"In his room?" Jacob asked. Sylas nodded his head.
Without hesitation, he walked up the steps and turned the doorknob, entering the house and closing the door behind him. He went through the living room, the memories of every meaningful event that had taken place there dashing before his eyes. He reached Jeffrey's door and entered. Inside, the room wreaked. Jacob could barely see his way around, only a tiny streak of light coming from inside the small adjacent bathroom. Jeffrey lay on the bed, his body covered by a large, thick blanket. Jacob cornered the bed and sat on a small stool next to it. As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw Jeffrey's face, thin and frail, his body shivering, stripped bare of his empowering presence and towering physic. His eyes were closed, but Jacob could see a glare trying to break through from underneath them.
"Jeffrey?" He hailed softly. There was a brief silence before Jeffrey finally opened his eyes, an outburst of light discharging all over the room, like a nuclear blast, before dissipating gradually. Jacob couldn't help but take his hand to his eyes, trying to block it from its blinding effect.
"You're here." Jeffrey whispered. His voice stuttered as he battled his body's trembling.
"Yes. I'm here." Jacob appeased, slightly jarred by the deterioration of Jeffrey's health. He straightened himself off his chair and scanned the room, seemingly scouring for something. Then he got up and peeked inside the bathroom. "Ok. We're getting you inside that bathtub." He stated. Jeffrey's eyes followed Jacob around, his head still planted in his pillow. He could hear the water running as it filled the tub, and the steam began creeping inside the room. Jacob approached the bed and pushed the sheets back, unveiling Jeffrey's body. Jeffrey's skin was stretched thin, and his bones protruded through, showcasing his baffling decay. Jacob veered his eyes away, trying not to reveal his utter shock.
He rushed for the door and opened it, peeking inside the living room, where Sylas and Casey waited, nervous and apprehensive. They sat on the round table, their chairs facing Jeffrey's room.
"Casey, get me some clean sheets. Sylas, something to eat." Jacob directed. Both men hurled themselves from their seats. Casey rushed for the back room, bringing back fresh white sheets and pillowcases, while Sylas walked precipitously to the kitchen returning with a bowl of chicken broth. "Thanks." Jacob stated, closing the door again. Sylas and Casey glanced at each other and returned to the table, Sylas brushing Casey's head as the boy nervously bit on his nails.
Jacob then took a deep breath and faced Jeffrey again. He placed the soup and sheets on the small bedside table and leaned over Jeffrey.
"Put your arm around my neck." He directed, swathing his own under Jeffrey's body and raising him from the bed, with ease. His body weighed next to nothing. Jacob carried him over to the bathroom, the bathtub now half full. "How's that?" Jacob questioned as he dipped Jeffrey's foot into the water. Jeffrey nodded, his head moving ever so slowly. Jacob submerged him under the water's searing embrace, unleashing a slight sigh of pleasure from his friend. He then sat on the floor, grabbed a small scrubbing towel, and dipped it under the water, skating it over Jeffrey's back, whose head fell between his shoulders, his breathing hefty and burdensome.
"Feels nice..." Jeffrey uttered, his voice lagging. Now and then, he would cough, taking the back of his hand to his mouth. Jacob couldn't help but notice how gradually it gradually became spattered with wee drops of blood.
"Christian loved when I did this." Jacob commented, soaking the towel and squeezing the water gently over Jeffrey's hair, which had grown slightly, showcasing his natural dark curls. Jeffrey lifted his head slightly, gazing at Jacob, his eyes glistening.
"I'm...sorry." Jeffrey muttered. As the glow in his eyes slowly dwindled, they became visible again. Jacob gazed at Jeffrey, noticing, maybe for the first time, how his eyes resembled his own.
"Don't Burdur Escort (http://www.escortburdur.com) worry about that now. " Jacob answered, his head veering to the side, the pain and grief still clawing inside him. He resumed scrubbing with the soft bath towel, occasionally gazing at Jeffrey.
"Did you...find what you were looking for?" Jeffrey's voice murmured. There was genuine curiosity in his tone as he raised his eyes toward Jacob.
"I did, yes." Jacob responded. But his mouth lingered open as if the truth hadn't displayed itself entirely. "But now...he's gone. I miss him." Jacob confided.
"It'll never go away." Jeffrey uttered. Jacob lifted his eyes, stunned. It was as if Jeffrey scoured his thoughts. "Trust me. I know." He mumbled, almost to himself, as he dropped his face again. Jacob's hand halted, his mind lingering on Jeffrey's statement.
"Jeffrey...who are you?" Jacob questioned, and as he did, he could hear Jeffrey's tears hitting the water's surface.
"I don't even know anymore." Jeffrey admitted.
"Do you remember the beginning of your life? Your birth name?" Jacob questioned.
"Jafri." Jeffrey answered, his voice whispering, like a secret memory, tucked away. "That was my name more than 500 years ago." Jeffrey disclosed. Jacob just sat there, bound by awe and curiosity.
"Were you born like this?" Jacob asked, intrigued.
"No. I was mortal once." Jeffrey uttered, a smile pushing through his melancholy demeanor. "Then, one day, I met a young man named Lucius. He came to me and offered to save me from death." He continued. "I just didn't realize...at the time...what his offer truly entailed." He tried to explain.
"Is he still alive?" Jacob asked. Jeffrey shook his head. "What happened to him?" Jacob dug. There was a brief hush before Jeffrey finally lifted his head and locked eyes with Jacob.
"I killed him." He uttered. Jacob's body froze, and his eyes gaped as he glanced at Jeffrey. But his friend's eyes weren't threatening. Instead, there was a profound sadness oozing from them.
"Why?" Jacob questioned, his voice uneasy. Jeffrey smiled, and for a brief moment, Jacob saw something beyond his friend's looming cold veneer.
"Because...he asked me to." He said as tears rushed down his face. "So how could I not, Jacob? After all, he was my maker." Jeffrey disclosed, his hand reaching for Jacob's, who looked into his eyes, the truth revealed inside them.
"Jeffrey..." Jacob mumbled, his heart racing, as his hand still held Jeffrey's.
"Don't be afraid." Jeffrey prayed, grasping Jacob's hand tighter. And as he leaned forward, his eyes began to glow.
And then, something happened. Jacob's eyes began to glow, similar to that incident with Christian. But now it felt different, as if his mind connected to Jeffrey's somehow. And as he locked eyes with him, every reflection, remembrance, and recollection came rushing in. Like a transferred experience. A merging of souls. It was so overwhelming that Jacob's body collapsed over the bathtub, his hand still grasping onto Jeffrey's.
"I envy you, Jacob..." Jeffrey sounded, his voice gaining back some of his depth. "Your heart's resilience. Your empathy. It's... Now I understand." Jeffrey disclosed.
"Understand what?" Jacob questioned.
"Why it chose you." Jeffrey remarked. Jacob's hand, which slid over Jeffrey's shoulder, stopped abruptly.
"Jeffrey..." He calmly stated. "I don't know what to do..." He uttered, sitting on the floor next to the bathtub, his eyesight muddled as he tried to lock his eyes on Jeffrey. "I don't know how to help you..." He stated, visibly struggling to wrap his head around his friend's words.
"Yes, you do." Jeffrey declared, finally smiling. "When I was a young man, Jacob, many centuries ago, I yearned for a life greater than myself." Jeffrey disclosed, his head finally tilting back and his eyes closed. "I was given a power...a gift that could do just that." He stated, a smile breaking free, steered by a beautiful regained memory. "But in time...what I had once yearned for became something to run from...and like a careless fool trying to bend the will of destiny, my attempts at evading it fell short." He explained, and as he did, his face began to change. His eyes grew brighter, his skin regained its natural color, and as Jacob held his arm, he could feel Jeffrey's skin stretch outwards, the muscles on his body gradually expanding.
"How...?" Jacob emitted as he stood up, incredulous.
"Then finally, one day, an all but forgotten whisper from my youth stood before me, in mortal flesh." Jeffrey revealed, standing up, his athletic, vigorous, drenched body towering before Jacob. "You were that whisper, Jacob." Jeffrey revealed. A sparkle of light bursting from his eyes, reflected on Jacob, who stood there, gaping at that godlike vision. As Jeffrey stepped out of the bathtub, his now heavy body's weight pressing against the old wooden floor, Jacob towed back, leaning Burdur Escort Bayan (http://www.escortburdur.com) against the wall.
"It's beyond our control..." Jacob whispered, the truth behind Jeffrey's statement finally revealed.
"Yes. Now you understand." Jeffrey uttered. "That first night when you came knocking on the cabin...this power I carry inside...it brought you to me. The light summoned you." He said. "You see, Jacob...you weren't the one lost that night. I was." Jeffrey unveiled before taking his lips and kissing Jacob passionately.
Jacob shrouded his arms around Jeffrey's tall, muscular body, jumping up and scissoring his legs around his hips. He couldn't think straight as his body became usurped by a feverous passion. The sound of their heavy breaths firing across the room. Jeffrey's hands clutched Jacob's ass cheeks, his pelvis pushing him against the wall. His tongue rolled inside Jacob's mouth with insatiable hunger, tugging and sucking it. Jeffrey's head pulled back suddenly, their lips parting with a loud pop.
"Open your mouth." Jeffrey hailed.
Jacob obeyed, stretching his tongue out as much as he could. Jeffrey hocked, firing a ball of spit inside Jacob's mouth, spattering all around his mouth and beard. Jacob unleashed a roaring moan, his body language and facial expressions intoxicated by Jeffrey's dominance. He pulled forward to kiss Jeffrey, but his hand stopped him, gripping Jacob's chin and pulling him down.
"Kneel." He instructed, his fingers inside Jacob's mouth, pulling him down near his now rock-hard, 11-inch cock.
He held it with his right hand and patted it around Jacob's lips, smacking it gently, taunting him. Jacob opened his mouth and swallowed it, sliding it down his throat about halfway through. Jeffrey snapped his head back, groaning in pleasure, his hips dancing from side to side as he took satisfaction in the warmth of Jacob's mouth. He looked down, his mouth stretching into a smile.
"Look at me." He ordered. Jacob's eyes rolled up, and his lips stretched. "You're such a beautiful man, Jacob." He whispered, an almost soft tone to his voice. Jacob moaned, his puppy eyes darting at Jeffrey, begging him to take charge.
Suddenly, he grabbed Jacob's raven hair, his bun all disheveled and started shoving his cock deeper inside his mouth. Jacob's gags flared, blaring and more severe. The slurping from his mouth became more intense as Jacob tried to hold his tongue stretched, coasting under Jeffrey's cock as he slid it in, stimulating his prepuce. The deeper he went, the more spit and drool would fall from the corners of Jacob's mouth, falling on his jeans as he kneeled, his head locked under him. Jeffrey's head suddenly fell forward, hitting the wall behind them, his body slanting like a surfboard, hovering over his progeny, his pelvis thrusting his dick into his mouth. He glanced down to find Jacob still looking up, the tears from his exertions gliding from his eyes.
Seeing this, Jeffrey stopped pouncing. He grabbed Jacob's long hair and pulled him up violently, his mouth swollen and his lips covered in spit and Jeffrey's precum. He pressed his body against the wall and took his hand to Jacob's face, rubbing it as he looked at him with a predatory gaze. Suddenly, Jacob punched Jeffrey in the chest, causing him to fall back slightly. Then, he slapped him. This time Jeffrey grinned lustfully. Jacob smiled and pulled his arm to the side, ready to strike again, but Jeffrey's hand arrested him midway.
"You know, this won't be like the last time." Jeffrey sounded, and with one swift move, he twisted Jacob's arm, forcing him to spin around, face the wall, pushing his body into it. Jacob let out a terse wail. Jeffrey took his tongue to Jacob's ear and licked it. "Drop your pants. Now." He whispered. Seconds later, he felt Jacob twitch and heard a strap unbuckling. Jacob pulled his pants down, his ass now exposed as Jeffrey began to rub his monster shaft over it, sliding the tip between Jacob's sweaty crack. "Ever since I fucked you, I haven't been able to forget how amazing your hole felt." He said, spitting into his hand and rubbing it on his shaft. "Now tell me. I want to hear you say it." He ordered. Jacob's head bowed slightly, struggling to detach from the wall, still inside Jeffrey's grip.
"Please. Fuck me, Jeffrey." Jacob moaned, his body withstanding yet unable to overturn Jeffrey's potency. His ass stuck out, directing his maker's dick inside him.
"From the moment I first saw you, I knew." Jeffrey uttered, releasing a soft chuckle. "You were born to be fucked, Jacob." He finally stated, pushing his whole dick inside in one swoop.
Jeffrey's hips began thrusting forward with such brutal force that Jacob's body shot forward, his cheeks flapping and his head knocking against the wall. Jeffrey's left hand went for his mouth, pushing his fingers inside and pulling his jaw back, Jacob's teeth crunching on them like a gag. Jacob groaned and moaned uncontrollably, Escort Burdur (http://www.escortburdur.com) overwhelmed by a pleasure he hadn't experienced before. A blazing spiral of euphoria washed over his body with unbridled intensity, passion, and desire.
Suddenly, Jeffrey stopped. His dick shoved inside Jacob's hole, stroking his prostate as it throbbed. He pulled back out from Jacob, whose hole queefed loudly and turned him around. Jacob looked surprised as Jeffrey's roughness gave way to quietness. His eyes lingered on him, gazing as he stepped closer, his long dick teasing Jacob's belly button. They were now inches away from each other, their noses practically touching as they felt the scent of each other's breaths. Jeffrey's hands landed on Jacob's pecs softly. They started gently skating along his skin, caressing it. Jeffrey's eyes followed them, a certain awe in his movements as he finally granted himself the chance to admire Jacob's physical intricacies. They veered down, rushing past his abdomen, brushing his pelvis, turning under his hard cock, and lingering in his balls for a bit. Then they parted outwards and grabbed Jacob's ass cheeks, lifting him effortlessly. Jacob grabbed Jeffrey's neck, and his mouth opened in rapture, aroused by Jeffrey's handling. Holding Jacob in his grip, his legs bent in the air, Jeffrey angled his cock and slid it inside his progeny, his eyes locking in satisfaction. He leaned forward, placing all his body weight over Jacob, pinning him into the wall again, and his face fell into his offspring's neck.
Jacob's skin burned as Jeffrey's breath pushed into it. He felt compelled to pull his maker's head away, desperate to gaze into his eyes while he penetrated him. He felt Jeffrey's resistance but pursued, forcing his maker to face him. And then, their eyes finally assembled. The glow was back on Jeffrey's eyes, piercing through.
"All this time...you felt so alone...so lost." Jacob said. "So much suffering. So much pain." He continued. Then he paused, his eyes welling up. His chest tightened. He began to feel lightheaded. A sensation resembling that night at the cabin before Jeffrey turned him. "You've...been wandering for a long time, haven't you?" He questioned, feeling Jeffrey's dick slide slowly in and out of him, his hole's walls hugging his maker's meat. His words were as soothing as the drops trickling from Jeffrey's hair, hitting his skin's surface.
Then, from under the radiating light, tears began falling. Jacob took his right hand and brushed it over Jeffrey's face. He leaned in, his eyes locked on his maker, and his lips opened.
"Kiss me, Jeffrey." Jacob whispered.
"I..." Jeffrey muttered, his face twitching as he battled his overwhelming sentiment.
"It's ok. You can let go...I'm here now. I'm here now." He intonated, his voice so mesmerizing it seemed to echo across the room. Jeffrey's head plunged forward, his lips locking on Jacob's as they both sighed in unison.
And then, on that cabin, where everything had begun, maker and progeny finally surrendered to each other. Their souls linked, uniting in an unbreakable bond. Jacob felt the metallic flavor in his mouth, but this time he knew: Jeffrey was bleeding into him, his mortality finally exhumed. As their tongues savored each other, Jeffrey's cock still pushing inside Jacob, a white glow began covering his eyes.
Jacob's consciousness roamed as images from Jeffrey's past life flashed before his eyes, as recollections encased in light. He saw war and pain as Jeffrey held dead bodies on battlefields. His hands shackled as he cried himself to sleep in a dark cell.
He saw his maker as he stood beside Lucius' body, crying. The man who had saved his soul was gone. His once beautiful body all wrinkled and dry. Jacob witnessed as he veiled him for days, tired and hungry, unable to forsake his maker. He saw Jeffrey wrap Lucius' body in white fabric, carry him out of the wooden shack, place him on a cold stone shrine and light his dead body ablaze. He observed as Jeffrey gave an end to Lucius' journey.
He held Jeffrey as he wandered alone for 300 years, meeting countless friends and lovers who eventually grew older, died, and became another gravestone for him to visit. Feeling how every life Jeffrey mourned was a nail hammered through his skin, a scar made to bear. He felt the years go by, his maker's heart turning cold as his words lost meaning, and his name became a faint whisper in the wind, no longer part of history. Time gone, a perpetual plane of infinite despair he could not escape.
Then he glimpsed at his encounter with Casey, and through the endearing endless lust of the boy's heart, he saw how Jeffrey rediscovered the joys of the body.
Then Sylas appeared, helping him rekindle the pleasures of having a friend to share his story, one that had been lost and forgotten.
Jacob witnessed the efforts of these two honorable men Jeffrey had gifted as they tried desperately to bring his maker's thrill and wonderment back. But felt how Jeffrey's years of solitude punched a hole in his soul, his heart bound to stay shut.
And finally, under a blinding dome of warm light, Jacob heard Lucius' words.
"Veniet pulsans ad ostium. Homo qui te servabit. Mementote, Jeffrey."
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Final Chapter
"A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone"
It was the darkest night Jacob had ever witnessed. And the stillness it harbored was both soothing and unsettling. As the pickup truck pulled into the cabin's driveway, Jacob could see Sylas sitting on the small steps just outside the front door, his back hunched, looking defeated. Jacob and Casey stepped outside just as Sylas stood up, his eyes welling up at the sight of Jacob. Through his apparent despair, a smile erupted. Jacob walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder. They stared at each other, the bonds of their fellowship rekindling. Sylas pulled Jacob, enveloping his large arms around him.
"Thank you." He mumbled. Jacob pulled away, skimming his hand over Sylas' face gently.
"In his room?" Jacob asked. Sylas nodded his head.
Without hesitation, he walked up the steps and turned the doorknob, entering the house and closing the door behind him. He went through the living room, the memories of every meaningful event that had taken place there dashing before his eyes. He reached Jeffrey's door and entered. Inside, the room wreaked. Jacob could barely see his way around, only a tiny streak of light coming from inside the small adjacent bathroom. Jeffrey lay on the bed, his body covered by a large, thick blanket. Jacob cornered the bed and sat on a small stool next to it. As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw Jeffrey's face, thin and frail, his body shivering, stripped bare of his empowering presence and towering physic. His eyes were closed, but Jacob could see a glare trying to break through from underneath them.
"Jeffrey?" He hailed softly. There was a brief silence before Jeffrey finally opened his eyes, an outburst of light discharging all over the room, like a nuclear blast, before dissipating gradually. Jacob couldn't help but take his hand to his eyes, trying to block it from its blinding effect.
"You're here." Jeffrey whispered. His voice stuttered as he battled his body's trembling.
"Yes. I'm here." Jacob appeased, slightly jarred by the deterioration of Jeffrey's health. He straightened himself off his chair and scanned the room, seemingly scouring for something. Then he got up and peeked inside the bathroom. "Ok. We're getting you inside that bathtub." He stated. Jeffrey's eyes followed Jacob around, his head still planted in his pillow. He could hear the water running as it filled the tub, and the steam began creeping inside the room. Jacob approached the bed and pushed the sheets back, unveiling Jeffrey's body. Jeffrey's skin was stretched thin, and his bones protruded through, showcasing his baffling decay. Jacob veered his eyes away, trying not to reveal his utter shock.
He rushed for the door and opened it, peeking inside the living room, where Sylas and Casey waited, nervous and apprehensive. They sat on the round table, their chairs facing Jeffrey's room.
"Casey, get me some clean sheets. Sylas, something to eat." Jacob directed. Both men hurled themselves from their seats. Casey rushed for the back room, bringing back fresh white sheets and pillowcases, while Sylas walked precipitously to the kitchen returning with a bowl of chicken broth. "Thanks." Jacob stated, closing the door again. Sylas and Casey glanced at each other and returned to the table, Sylas brushing Casey's head as the boy nervously bit on his nails.
Jacob then took a deep breath and faced Jeffrey again. He placed the soup and sheets on the small bedside table and leaned over Jeffrey.
"Put your arm around my neck." He directed, swathing his own under Jeffrey's body and raising him from the bed, with ease. His body weighed next to nothing. Jacob carried him over to the bathroom, the bathtub now half full. "How's that?" Jacob questioned as he dipped Jeffrey's foot into the water. Jeffrey nodded, his head moving ever so slowly. Jacob submerged him under the water's searing embrace, unleashing a slight sigh of pleasure from his friend. He then sat on the floor, grabbed a small scrubbing towel, and dipped it under the water, skating it over Jeffrey's back, whose head fell between his shoulders, his breathing hefty and burdensome.
"Feels nice..." Jeffrey uttered, his voice lagging. Now and then, he would cough, taking the back of his hand to his mouth. Jacob couldn't help but notice how gradually it gradually became spattered with wee drops of blood.
"Christian loved when I did this." Jacob commented, soaking the towel and squeezing the water gently over Jeffrey's hair, which had grown slightly, showcasing his natural dark curls. Jeffrey lifted his head slightly, gazing at Jacob, his eyes glistening.
"I'm...sorry." Jeffrey muttered. As the glow in his eyes slowly dwindled, they became visible again. Jacob gazed at Jeffrey, noticing, maybe for the first time, how his eyes resembled his own.
"Don't Burdur Escort (http://www.escortburdur.com) worry about that now. " Jacob answered, his head veering to the side, the pain and grief still clawing inside him. He resumed scrubbing with the soft bath towel, occasionally gazing at Jeffrey.
"Did you...find what you were looking for?" Jeffrey's voice murmured. There was genuine curiosity in his tone as he raised his eyes toward Jacob.
"I did, yes." Jacob responded. But his mouth lingered open as if the truth hadn't displayed itself entirely. "But now...he's gone. I miss him." Jacob confided.
"It'll never go away." Jeffrey uttered. Jacob lifted his eyes, stunned. It was as if Jeffrey scoured his thoughts. "Trust me. I know." He mumbled, almost to himself, as he dropped his face again. Jacob's hand halted, his mind lingering on Jeffrey's statement.
"Jeffrey...who are you?" Jacob questioned, and as he did, he could hear Jeffrey's tears hitting the water's surface.
"I don't even know anymore." Jeffrey admitted.
"Do you remember the beginning of your life? Your birth name?" Jacob questioned.
"Jafri." Jeffrey answered, his voice whispering, like a secret memory, tucked away. "That was my name more than 500 years ago." Jeffrey disclosed. Jacob just sat there, bound by awe and curiosity.
"Were you born like this?" Jacob asked, intrigued.
"No. I was mortal once." Jeffrey uttered, a smile pushing through his melancholy demeanor. "Then, one day, I met a young man named Lucius. He came to me and offered to save me from death." He continued. "I just didn't realize...at the time...what his offer truly entailed." He tried to explain.
"Is he still alive?" Jacob asked. Jeffrey shook his head. "What happened to him?" Jacob dug. There was a brief hush before Jeffrey finally lifted his head and locked eyes with Jacob.
"I killed him." He uttered. Jacob's body froze, and his eyes gaped as he glanced at Jeffrey. But his friend's eyes weren't threatening. Instead, there was a profound sadness oozing from them.
"Why?" Jacob questioned, his voice uneasy. Jeffrey smiled, and for a brief moment, Jacob saw something beyond his friend's looming cold veneer.
"Because...he asked me to." He said as tears rushed down his face. "So how could I not, Jacob? After all, he was my maker." Jeffrey disclosed, his hand reaching for Jacob's, who looked into his eyes, the truth revealed inside them.
"Jeffrey..." Jacob mumbled, his heart racing, as his hand still held Jeffrey's.
"Don't be afraid." Jeffrey prayed, grasping Jacob's hand tighter. And as he leaned forward, his eyes began to glow.
And then, something happened. Jacob's eyes began to glow, similar to that incident with Christian. But now it felt different, as if his mind connected to Jeffrey's somehow. And as he locked eyes with him, every reflection, remembrance, and recollection came rushing in. Like a transferred experience. A merging of souls. It was so overwhelming that Jacob's body collapsed over the bathtub, his hand still grasping onto Jeffrey's.
"I envy you, Jacob..." Jeffrey sounded, his voice gaining back some of his depth. "Your heart's resilience. Your empathy. It's... Now I understand." Jeffrey disclosed.
"Understand what?" Jacob questioned.
"Why it chose you." Jeffrey remarked. Jacob's hand, which slid over Jeffrey's shoulder, stopped abruptly.
"Jeffrey..." He calmly stated. "I don't know what to do..." He uttered, sitting on the floor next to the bathtub, his eyesight muddled as he tried to lock his eyes on Jeffrey. "I don't know how to help you..." He stated, visibly struggling to wrap his head around his friend's words.
"Yes, you do." Jeffrey declared, finally smiling. "When I was a young man, Jacob, many centuries ago, I yearned for a life greater than myself." Jeffrey disclosed, his head finally tilting back and his eyes closed. "I was given a power...a gift that could do just that." He stated, a smile breaking free, steered by a beautiful regained memory. "But in time...what I had once yearned for became something to run from...and like a careless fool trying to bend the will of destiny, my attempts at evading it fell short." He explained, and as he did, his face began to change. His eyes grew brighter, his skin regained its natural color, and as Jacob held his arm, he could feel Jeffrey's skin stretch outwards, the muscles on his body gradually expanding.
"How...?" Jacob emitted as he stood up, incredulous.
"Then finally, one day, an all but forgotten whisper from my youth stood before me, in mortal flesh." Jeffrey revealed, standing up, his athletic, vigorous, drenched body towering before Jacob. "You were that whisper, Jacob." Jeffrey revealed. A sparkle of light bursting from his eyes, reflected on Jacob, who stood there, gaping at that godlike vision. As Jeffrey stepped out of the bathtub, his now heavy body's weight pressing against the old wooden floor, Jacob towed back, leaning Burdur Escort Bayan (http://www.escortburdur.com) against the wall.
"It's beyond our control..." Jacob whispered, the truth behind Jeffrey's statement finally revealed.
"Yes. Now you understand." Jeffrey uttered. "That first night when you came knocking on the cabin...this power I carry inside...it brought you to me. The light summoned you." He said. "You see, Jacob...you weren't the one lost that night. I was." Jeffrey unveiled before taking his lips and kissing Jacob passionately.
Jacob shrouded his arms around Jeffrey's tall, muscular body, jumping up and scissoring his legs around his hips. He couldn't think straight as his body became usurped by a feverous passion. The sound of their heavy breaths firing across the room. Jeffrey's hands clutched Jacob's ass cheeks, his pelvis pushing him against the wall. His tongue rolled inside Jacob's mouth with insatiable hunger, tugging and sucking it. Jeffrey's head pulled back suddenly, their lips parting with a loud pop.
"Open your mouth." Jeffrey hailed.
Jacob obeyed, stretching his tongue out as much as he could. Jeffrey hocked, firing a ball of spit inside Jacob's mouth, spattering all around his mouth and beard. Jacob unleashed a roaring moan, his body language and facial expressions intoxicated by Jeffrey's dominance. He pulled forward to kiss Jeffrey, but his hand stopped him, gripping Jacob's chin and pulling him down.
"Kneel." He instructed, his fingers inside Jacob's mouth, pulling him down near his now rock-hard, 11-inch cock.
He held it with his right hand and patted it around Jacob's lips, smacking it gently, taunting him. Jacob opened his mouth and swallowed it, sliding it down his throat about halfway through. Jeffrey snapped his head back, groaning in pleasure, his hips dancing from side to side as he took satisfaction in the warmth of Jacob's mouth. He looked down, his mouth stretching into a smile.
"Look at me." He ordered. Jacob's eyes rolled up, and his lips stretched. "You're such a beautiful man, Jacob." He whispered, an almost soft tone to his voice. Jacob moaned, his puppy eyes darting at Jeffrey, begging him to take charge.
Suddenly, he grabbed Jacob's raven hair, his bun all disheveled and started shoving his cock deeper inside his mouth. Jacob's gags flared, blaring and more severe. The slurping from his mouth became more intense as Jacob tried to hold his tongue stretched, coasting under Jeffrey's cock as he slid it in, stimulating his prepuce. The deeper he went, the more spit and drool would fall from the corners of Jacob's mouth, falling on his jeans as he kneeled, his head locked under him. Jeffrey's head suddenly fell forward, hitting the wall behind them, his body slanting like a surfboard, hovering over his progeny, his pelvis thrusting his dick into his mouth. He glanced down to find Jacob still looking up, the tears from his exertions gliding from his eyes.
Seeing this, Jeffrey stopped pouncing. He grabbed Jacob's long hair and pulled him up violently, his mouth swollen and his lips covered in spit and Jeffrey's precum. He pressed his body against the wall and took his hand to Jacob's face, rubbing it as he looked at him with a predatory gaze. Suddenly, Jacob punched Jeffrey in the chest, causing him to fall back slightly. Then, he slapped him. This time Jeffrey grinned lustfully. Jacob smiled and pulled his arm to the side, ready to strike again, but Jeffrey's hand arrested him midway.
"You know, this won't be like the last time." Jeffrey sounded, and with one swift move, he twisted Jacob's arm, forcing him to spin around, face the wall, pushing his body into it. Jacob let out a terse wail. Jeffrey took his tongue to Jacob's ear and licked it. "Drop your pants. Now." He whispered. Seconds later, he felt Jacob twitch and heard a strap unbuckling. Jacob pulled his pants down, his ass now exposed as Jeffrey began to rub his monster shaft over it, sliding the tip between Jacob's sweaty crack. "Ever since I fucked you, I haven't been able to forget how amazing your hole felt." He said, spitting into his hand and rubbing it on his shaft. "Now tell me. I want to hear you say it." He ordered. Jacob's head bowed slightly, struggling to detach from the wall, still inside Jeffrey's grip.
"Please. Fuck me, Jeffrey." Jacob moaned, his body withstanding yet unable to overturn Jeffrey's potency. His ass stuck out, directing his maker's dick inside him.
"From the moment I first saw you, I knew." Jeffrey uttered, releasing a soft chuckle. "You were born to be fucked, Jacob." He finally stated, pushing his whole dick inside in one swoop.
Jeffrey's hips began thrusting forward with such brutal force that Jacob's body shot forward, his cheeks flapping and his head knocking against the wall. Jeffrey's left hand went for his mouth, pushing his fingers inside and pulling his jaw back, Jacob's teeth crunching on them like a gag. Jacob groaned and moaned uncontrollably, Escort Burdur (http://www.escortburdur.com) overwhelmed by a pleasure he hadn't experienced before. A blazing spiral of euphoria washed over his body with unbridled intensity, passion, and desire.
Suddenly, Jeffrey stopped. His dick shoved inside Jacob's hole, stroking his prostate as it throbbed. He pulled back out from Jacob, whose hole queefed loudly and turned him around. Jacob looked surprised as Jeffrey's roughness gave way to quietness. His eyes lingered on him, gazing as he stepped closer, his long dick teasing Jacob's belly button. They were now inches away from each other, their noses practically touching as they felt the scent of each other's breaths. Jeffrey's hands landed on Jacob's pecs softly. They started gently skating along his skin, caressing it. Jeffrey's eyes followed them, a certain awe in his movements as he finally granted himself the chance to admire Jacob's physical intricacies. They veered down, rushing past his abdomen, brushing his pelvis, turning under his hard cock, and lingering in his balls for a bit. Then they parted outwards and grabbed Jacob's ass cheeks, lifting him effortlessly. Jacob grabbed Jeffrey's neck, and his mouth opened in rapture, aroused by Jeffrey's handling. Holding Jacob in his grip, his legs bent in the air, Jeffrey angled his cock and slid it inside his progeny, his eyes locking in satisfaction. He leaned forward, placing all his body weight over Jacob, pinning him into the wall again, and his face fell into his offspring's neck.
Jacob's skin burned as Jeffrey's breath pushed into it. He felt compelled to pull his maker's head away, desperate to gaze into his eyes while he penetrated him. He felt Jeffrey's resistance but pursued, forcing his maker to face him. And then, their eyes finally assembled. The glow was back on Jeffrey's eyes, piercing through.
"All this time...you felt so alone...so lost." Jacob said. "So much suffering. So much pain." He continued. Then he paused, his eyes welling up. His chest tightened. He began to feel lightheaded. A sensation resembling that night at the cabin before Jeffrey turned him. "You've...been wandering for a long time, haven't you?" He questioned, feeling Jeffrey's dick slide slowly in and out of him, his hole's walls hugging his maker's meat. His words were as soothing as the drops trickling from Jeffrey's hair, hitting his skin's surface.
Then, from under the radiating light, tears began falling. Jacob took his right hand and brushed it over Jeffrey's face. He leaned in, his eyes locked on his maker, and his lips opened.
"Kiss me, Jeffrey." Jacob whispered.
"I..." Jeffrey muttered, his face twitching as he battled his overwhelming sentiment.
"It's ok. You can let go...I'm here now. I'm here now." He intonated, his voice so mesmerizing it seemed to echo across the room. Jeffrey's head plunged forward, his lips locking on Jacob's as they both sighed in unison.
And then, on that cabin, where everything had begun, maker and progeny finally surrendered to each other. Their souls linked, uniting in an unbreakable bond. Jacob felt the metallic flavor in his mouth, but this time he knew: Jeffrey was bleeding into him, his mortality finally exhumed. As their tongues savored each other, Jeffrey's cock still pushing inside Jacob, a white glow began covering his eyes.
Jacob's consciousness roamed as images from Jeffrey's past life flashed before his eyes, as recollections encased in light. He saw war and pain as Jeffrey held dead bodies on battlefields. His hands shackled as he cried himself to sleep in a dark cell.
He saw his maker as he stood beside Lucius' body, crying. The man who had saved his soul was gone. His once beautiful body all wrinkled and dry. Jacob witnessed as he veiled him for days, tired and hungry, unable to forsake his maker. He saw Jeffrey wrap Lucius' body in white fabric, carry him out of the wooden shack, place him on a cold stone shrine and light his dead body ablaze. He observed as Jeffrey gave an end to Lucius' journey.
He held Jeffrey as he wandered alone for 300 years, meeting countless friends and lovers who eventually grew older, died, and became another gravestone for him to visit. Feeling how every life Jeffrey mourned was a nail hammered through his skin, a scar made to bear. He felt the years go by, his maker's heart turning cold as his words lost meaning, and his name became a faint whisper in the wind, no longer part of history. Time gone, a perpetual plane of infinite despair he could not escape.
Then he glimpsed at his encounter with Casey, and through the endearing endless lust of the boy's heart, he saw how Jeffrey rediscovered the joys of the body.
Then Sylas appeared, helping him rekindle the pleasures of having a friend to share his story, one that had been lost and forgotten.
Jacob witnessed the efforts of these two honorable men Jeffrey had gifted as they tried desperately to bring his maker's thrill and wonderment back. But felt how Jeffrey's years of solitude punched a hole in his soul, his heart bound to stay shut.
And finally, under a blinding dome of warm light, Jacob heard Lucius' words.
"Veniet pulsans ad ostium. Homo qui te servabit. Mementote, Jeffrey."