The Only One

The fun

   Jake was enjoying the party, everyone was there, celebrating something that most regarded as useless, truth be told, everyone respected Jake in a way. He was amazing, quick with his hands and the ability to work fast and evade the enemy, he was truly awesome to work with, and also a good friend. He was enjoying the cake, but didn't touch the beer, not enjoying the idea of getting any sort of drunk. It was nearing what they assumed to be "morning" as they all were relatively tired. They wished Jake a happy birthday, and they all respectively, one by one, went off on their own back to their tents and hammocks. Jake made the long walk back to his tent, and fell asleep quickly that night, enveloped  in a lot of  emotions.

                    *The next morning*
 
   Jake awoke with a jolt, having a rather.. kinky dream. The boner he had during the trial had disappeared after he had escaped, but here he is now, awaking with morning wood. He flushed, seeing it, caused by a certain.. male.. He was mentally kicking himself, "No Jake, this is a god damn murderer for Christ's sake!" He screamed within his head, hesitating for a moment, before slowly taking his cock into his hands, rubbing over the slit with his thumb. He slowly started pumping, shamefully imaging it was the strong, muscular man jerking him off. Though to be fair, he knew his hands were much larger, just the thought of him jerking him off.. Jesus it made him almost cum right there on the spot. Jake slowly came to his breaking point, biting his lip as he let out a muffled "H..Hnn.. M..Michael!" He let out a huge load of cum, his hands catching most of the shot. Now, don't get me wrong, Jake wasn't small by any means, average if you will, with a 5 incher. He surely was a bottom though, he knew from his.. experiences.. before the entity.. so imagining Michael helping him get off.. it just.. he could imagine how much bigger Michael was, how he could fill him up so good— "Jake!! We are getting ready for breakfast at camp, are you ready?" A familiar voice called out, he couldn't let Dwight see him like this, it would be far too embarrassing.. he wouldn't be able to speak to him again! He quickly responded, "Hold on Dwight!! Changing!" He quickly cleaned up, slipping on a more, revealing outfit than usual. Showing off his strong calves, soft thighs, and shoulders and semi built arms, along with his abs. He was a pretty well built guy, but people viewed him as a total twink, especially his friends. He wiped off his hands one last time, and walked out, adorning his bright smile. "Wow.. you look good Jake! Now let's go." Dwight grabbed his, surprisingly.. smaller.. hands and practically skipped back to the group, only letting go and slowing to a walk when nearing the group. They walked into the clearing, and Jake instantly got a few compliments on his outfit, but other than that people kept to themselves, eating breakfast, knowing it'd be their only meal for the day. He slowly ate the soup, but when he realized he was being trapped into a cocoon of the tendrils, he finished it as fast as possible. Only a few moments later did he open his eyes, and to his surprise, it was Lampkin Lane. The other survivors near him were Tapp, Bill, and Ace. He sighed, knowing he only worked well with 2 of those 3. He of course, got stuck with Ace and Bill, chatting away like the old men they were. Ace after a moment looked over, but it was too late. The killers theme it seemed started eerily playing, and Michael ran at them full speed. He completely ignored the younger of the men and went for the two old men. Jake ran as fast as he could, before he heard Aces unforgettable scream. He spun, staring back at the house he had just run from, but not even 10 seconds later, he heard Bills scream, before he heard "Fuck you, you son of a-" and then.. a flop.. he just threw them down, like trash! He quickly found Tapp, who had brought a key. He had handed it to Jake, knowing he had a good Memory for those things, and he was off, looking for a gen. Jake had high hopes, as they had one gen left, but then, it happened. Taps life had ended as soon as Michael found him, he wasn't messing around. Jake felt his heart drop, as the killer marched towards him, almost a bond telling him he was there. Jake ran, ran as fast as his legs could take him. He ran into every house he could, and narrowly dodged him, but.. he caught up. And just as he did before, he yanked him back by his collar as he went over a pallet. Jake bit down his lip, not letting a scream out, and instead flushed, Jakes inner mind was a demon. "His.. his hands are.. are big.." he thought of ways to kill him self and his stupid brain, as the killer brought him to the house he remembered from yesterday, except, there was something different. A small box lay on the table near the couch, and he sat him down in the chair, then stood back, watching him. "You.. this is for me?" The mute slowly nodded, and Jake felt so much confusion, but, he did as he was told. Inside, a small pin, with the words "Mine" written on it. He was confused, what does he mean, "mine".. Jake didn't know what to think of it, but the killer stared at him, and as Jake caught his eye, he understood  and hat the killer wanted from him "So I put this on.. yes?" The mute stared, waiting for him to put it on. Jake did as he was told, clipping it over his heart. The mute then stared, waiting for him to do something. Jake was thinking about all this for a moment.. "You got me a birthday present.. you couldn't have known.. you were watching me last night, weren't you," he stopped before continuing "how long... did you.. did you see me this morning??" He stated, at a loss for words, hoping he didn't. The mute stared for a moment, before giving a small, fast nod. Jake was at a loss for words, staring into the eyes of the killer, seeing past the mask holes. His piercing blue eyes were studying him. Then, out of no where, he got up, grabbed him, as he did yesterday, and brought him upstairs, opened a door.. which he didn't even know could open, and then closed it behind him. He brought him over to a bed, and dropped him on it, staring down at him. Jake could tell, even through the mask, that he was hungry.. hungry for him, after seeing the lust filled scene that Jake portrayed that morning, the man wanted him.