I sat in wait for another unsuspecting body to walk by. I had been waiting with my brothers for an hour already. I wanted someone young, tender, pretty and male. It had been so long since I had the taste of a male, a boy to play with, to touch, to devour.I took a toke from my cigarette and blew the smoke out I could hear my brothers whispering further down the ally but I wasnt afraid we would be caught, we had done this all to often to be worried.
We had moved all over Thailand taking men and women, using them for our own desires. Sex, torture and release. but I like it, no LOVED it most when they screamed, I fed of them as if their fear was my food.
I wasn't always like this. My brothers and I grew up on a farm just outside of Bangkok growing rice, I loved the long days, the hard work, the blood sweat and tears that we had all shed on that farm. And we had made it work year after year.
Around my fifteenth birthday that's when it all changed.
My brothers and I had gone camping in one of the outer fields, our parents had agreed to this after a lot of pleading telling us to be careful and to come home if there was any problems. My youngest brother Jay being only ten got scared and wanted to go home so we walked the two miles home and saw horror and heard our mother screaming for help.
She had been tied up and was being raped by two of the seasonal farm workers that were just passing through. I could see the blood, almost taste it on my tongue. But I couldnt move or do anything to help her I was paralised. She was naked and each man was taking his turn with her.
Our father was laying in a pool of blood close by lifeless. I knew he was dead.My brothers started screaming and running towards our mother, I wanted to pull them back, I wanted to see more, hear more. Those sounds that she made felt like a drug to Me.
I wanted more more more.
The men, startled by my brothers, pulled up their trousers and ran into the darkness without a trace.
Years went by when nothing happend but i still couldnt forget those screams and here now in this ally, after countless people before, I could hear my prey.
He was tall and pretty with almost an elegance to him, walking with those long legs that I just wanted to feel beneath my fingers. Full lips that I wanted to taste and a scream that I wanted to hear.Jay moved fast and slammed into him from behind. The boy fell forward and between the three of us we started dragging him further into the dark ally.
I was already excited, I could feel my cock already getting hard. This boy was going to be so SWEET, I could feel it.
Tin tripped and was kicked to the ground by the boy, he also punched Jay in the face and ran. He didnt get far, he was fast but we, collectivly were faster. The boy stood no chance.
He screamed for help but there was no one there. No one but us.
I lent up close to him and damn he smelt so good. So innocent and clean, almost pure. it excited me even more.
"Where your going, no one will hear you scream".
The three of us pulled him into our small apartment and slammed the door shut. There was almost a finiality to that door closing and the darkness surrounding them. This boy was going to be his. And I was going to take my sweet time, well maybe after the first time. I was desprtate to get my hands on this sweet morsel.
Between the three of us, the boys clothes were pulled from his body and thrown across the room. Tin switched the lamp on in the corner and i really looked at what was infront of me. Beautiful light skin, hard abs that you could lick for hours, a cock that he wanted to taste and legs that he wanted to grab hold of as he pounded this boy into oblivion.
We set on him like he was our first meal in weeks with just one lick i knew i was hooked, I knew I was going to have to keep this boy around for a while. I wanted to comsume him and make him soley mine.
Yes, i knew i would have to share him with my brothers now, but later on...
I was going to be this boys EVERYTHING.
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Finding His Home
Mystery / ThrillerMing lost everything in one painful night. This is his story of finding himself and the one he truely loves