Gay Short Story: The Ares Ritual

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My cock slid through his hole another time, what a fantastic young man I managed to invite home this time!

He moaned a little with each of my thrusts, as my cock got bigger inside him.

He, no, we were sweating quite a bit. Our bodies were soaking the dark sheets under us.

I didn’t care and neither did he, we just wanted that moment for ourselves.

I increased my pace, my testicles hitting the skin of his ass like two gigantic cannon balls on the wall of a fort.

His skin was so soft, like that of a newborn.

I love having my students at home like that; it gave me power.

Adrian was everything for me that night. It meant that was I going to have new blood to please Ares. He came in willingly. I just had to invite the innocent young man.

I caressed his ass and upper thighs once again. He moaned at the touch of my rough-textured hands. As an eighteen-year old, I imagine he hadn’t had much experiences with an old man like myself.

My pace increased and the strong creature in front of me begged for my mercy.

“Oh please teacher, I don’t want to die today!”

I didn’t answer him. I didn’t have to. He had been chosen by me. Ares demanded his blood. I was just following orders.

The sex was a necessary part of the ritual. Aphrodite also had her hand in this. I haven’t figured it out yet, but I believe she was having a love affair with Ares. Those Gods were as naughty as we poor humans were.

Then, I moved in closer to his ear and whispered:

“You will be pleased to know Ares and Aphrodite want you. Your family will have all the riches in the world and they will never get sick again. That’s what they promised me and you. I envy your destiny.”

That phrase seemed to have calmed him a bit. He needed to be reminded of that. During the ritual, the students forget, sometimes, why I was devouring their delicious bodies. 

That was okay; I just needed to clear their minds again.

Then came the most crucial part. I was reaching my climax and the little young man in front of me was exhausted.

I felt my cock throbbing before jets and more jets of red fluid flooded his tight and warm hole.

Before the sex had started, I had taken some medications. Those pills were a requirement for the ritual, since Ares demanded I shared my blood with the subject under me.

I was fine with that, of course.

When I was done, I relaxed a bit and let my hairy chest lay on his bare back. I felt his slow heartbeat. He was already sleeping.

Perfect! I thought. That meant I wasn’t going to have to use my sleeping pills on him.

But then, I lost consciousness.