Torn

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Note- If you're in it for the story read the whole thing. If you're in it for the sex, scroll to the end of this chapter. Keep in mind that I'm not done.

Leon only got a quick glance at the trapped man in the closet before he passed out. Hours passed before Leon could feel the cold metal prick dig into his neck. He felt the pressure of the liquid invading his body and slipped back into the seemingly welcoming nothingness…

Luis woke up bound. He was placed into the dilapidated store room facing the unconscious and bound Leon. He admired the young officer’s beauty- his feather-light flaxen hair, his toned arms and the generous bulge in his pants- while moving his eyes down the young man’s body. Luis looked down at his own bulge to notice that he had an erection. He desperately tried to hide it before the infected drone came back into the room. A heavy set figure pushed through the wooden frame of the store room. He led the way for his one-eyed master, whose tall silhouette blocked the doorway. The two monsters gathered the two men back-to-back. The tall silhouette grabbed a dirty syringe from his pocket slowly injected it into the American’s neck. Luis heard it all. He wanted to get up and stop the madness. Without clearly thinking about the consequences, Luis yelled out for the tall figure to stop his actions: “Your injection is useless. I know how to reverse the maturation of the parasite.” The dark figure grunted in disappointment, but he knew that his captive was right. He whispered into the other man’s ear. At once, the figure left the room and left his slave to do the dirty work. The drone raised his axe and was ready to cut their heads off. At that point, Leon woke up and flipped the man over on to his neck. He heard it snap as the body landed on the dirty floor. Luis saw this and was impressed by this. He was free thanks to Leon. He quickly gathered his thoughts and he knew what he had to do. He ran from the room and headed for the place where he left the pills…

Leon heard the neck snap. He knew the sound. He had inflicted that sound on so many before. Leon turned around to see Luis leave the store room. He ran after him to get answers, but Luis was gone. All Leon found was a few boxes of ammo but nothing more…

Luis held his gun to his side. He only got past the camp before he took a short breather. He leaned against the wall of the village house. Killing all these parasitic freaks was tiring. He quickly thought back to the American officer. He thought about what he could do that body. First, he wanted to remove Leon’s tight gray shirt. It only masked Leon’s true beauty. Luis’ mind traveled into the daydream. He took Leon’s chest to his face and started licking. He rubbed his tongue vigorously around to try to find the American’s pink nipple. The nub twisted under Luis’ grinding teeth. Luis didn’t bother to look up at his subject. He was too focused on giving him pleasure. Luis let the back of his tongue drag down the young man’s abs. His teeth grabbed hold of the button and ripped it off. Luis grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down. The head of Leon’s erection was now sticking out of his boxers. A drop of pre-cum was already forming. During this sultry fantasy, Luis was grabbing himself through his pants. Luis pulled down his drawers and witnessed the organ’s glory. He took the shaft into his mouth and let the head hit the back of his throat. Luis sucked hard as if he was swallowing air. He tasted the pre-cum and let it swish around the penis and his tongue. He lightly nibbled down on the base of the shaft and released as cum filled his mouth. The fantasy ended and now he was back in his own skin, masturbating through his pants. He wanted to fulfill his pleasure, just as he did in the fantasy and unconsciously kept on going. His hand stopped once he realized that his cum had flowed over the brim of his pants. It covered his belt and the front of his white and blue shirt. Ashamed, Luis acted quickly to clean himself up. He took off his pants and shirt and lapped up the cum. He swallowed as much as he could before it got cold and washed the rest in a trough a couple feet away from him. His only thought was: “If only it were Leon’s…”