Another Face of Slenderman (boyxboy)

Another Face of Slenderman

Slenderman, that's is my name through history and in all the legends. A faceless being with a lust for blood, armed with white tentacles and a stunning black suit. Everyone says I hunt humans in the forest for sport, how do they know what I am thinking? No one ever thought to ask me why, the only thing they react to is to try and kill me or run away. No one knows my story of why I am what I am, and it's about time I start.

1992, London, Epping Forest. A small log cabin lies where no one has seen it for ages. Inside, someone stands on their hands and knees on a bed. 9"10 tall of size and the exterior of about 20 but his eyes tell his age of ages since past, but today his body began to crave something else... something other than blood.

"Ah... hah... ah..." I groaned in content as I satisfied my lust by using my own tentacles as a tool for pleasure. The bed creaked and groaned as I thrusted one of my tentacles deeper and harder inside myself, whilst one stroked and massaged my throbbing manhood and another being sucked on in my eager mouth. My body shook as I forced my body to obey my will to continue pleasing myself.

I pulled my tentacle out of my slit of a mouth "Ah! S-shit..." Pumping my tentacle harder into me, my head jolted upwards with my 'mouth' gaping open "Fuck!" My arms gave out and I collapsed with my ass still in the air getting furiously pumped into and the tentacle that was all wet from being inside my 'mouth' switched places with the one jerking my erection making me feel like I am about to burst with the feeling of wetness.

"AH!" I screamed as I came onto my bed and tentacles. My tentacle that was fucking my ass pulled out of me slowly and I rolled over heaving. The tentacle that had my cum all over it willed itself over near my lips and I tenderly licked it clean.

I stared at the ceiling then suddenly heard a scream in the distance. I quickly sat up, put on my suit and slipped out of my cabin. After speeding into the woods for when seemed like seconds, I saw a faint glow in the distance and two voices:

"Damian! Don't scare me like that!" a woman said.

"What?" said a boys voice, "I didn't do anything, I think your seeing things Chloe."

"Then what was it?"

"Maybe is was, The Slenderman!" the boy laughed

"Damian! Stop it!"

I peered from behind a tree and my breath caught in my throat when I saw him. Though my eyes did not show physically, I gawked at his stunning features: Tall figure, well muscled body, long boyish face with high cheekbones, shaggy short black hair, and bright pale blue eyes. Oh how his eyes mesmerized me! I just wanted to stare into those eyes forever. I shook my head then shrunk back behind the tree and put a long white hand to my pounding chest. I stepped out slowly behind the boy and when the girl looked my way she screamed bloody murder and ran leaving a confused Damian behind.

"Chloe? What's wrong?" He turned around and stared up at my blank face with wide blue eyes then fainted.