Masked Seducer

One look. That was all it took for Evan to fall for James. With reflective blue eyes and sensual lips, the man’s smile could light up a room. He had coiffed dark hair that Evan wanted to run his fingertips through. James was charming and warm, and when he laughed it made Evan’s heart skip a beat, so it wasn’t long before he asked if they could hang out together.

One evening, while they were watching a movie in Evan’s living room, James had fallen asleep on his shoulder, sending heat coursing through his body. Evan wanted to touch him in ways that made his heart beat faster and his breath catch in his throat, but he valued their friendship too much to ask for more.

A year passed in this way, of keeping his feelings locked away, fearful of rejection.

Evan wanted to see James. He wanted to tell him how he felt about him, how he wanted to be together, as more than close friends, but his hesitation was still there. What if he messed up, and James didn’t want more?

Evan walked through the park as the sun set behind the New York skyline. He was on his way to see James, texting him to let him know he was close by when he stopped in his tracks. There were two guys in front of him, stocky and menacing. They demanded his phone and wallet.

Evan tried to remain calm, his trembling hands reaching into his pockets. One of the men snapped at him to hurry up, while the other held out a knife.

Suddenly a dark figure appeared from the shadows. He was there in a heartbeat, knocking one guy’s lights out, and swiping the other’s legs from behind, making him lose his balance. They tried to get up, but the wind had been knocked out of them.

Evan looked up at his saviour, but his face was hidden by a midnight black eye-mask. He glimpsed under the mask. Piercing blue eyes locked with his, making his body heat up and his knees grow weak and for one fleeting moment, something called from deep within him. You belong with him.

He tried to speak to his saviour, hoping to thank him, but to no avail. The man had already fled, leaving Evan with strange sense of familiarity.

Evan bit his lower lip. He couldn’t think about that. He was trying to figure out how to tell James how he felt about him. He could feel his heart racing and knew it wasn’t the right time. He would go home to calm down.

Who was that man? Evan wondered, perched against the rail of his balcony. He had hoped that the night’s cool breeze would clear his head, but he couldn’t rid himself of the masked figure who had saved him.

He was stealth and raw power.

He was like the night itself.

How was Evan ever going to find a guy like that again?

The streets were illuminated by the lights of cars, shops and promo signs. Everywhere there was light, swallowing the darkness, but there was a dark figure in his mind, that no amount of illumination could erase.

The thought had made Evan hesitate to chase the stranger. Belong with him? How was that possible? He was in love with James, not this unknown hero. The idea made him jolt, his whole body igniting in a way that was new to him, yet somehow familiar.

Breath on his ear.

Evan’s attention snapped back to the present, the warmth on his ear spreading down through his spine, setting his bones alight. His heart skipped a beat as he braced himself. He could hear only the wind, but he knew there was someone behind him on the balcony. Someone tall and male.

A strong hand on his neck.

Evan gulped. He had been lost in thought about his saviour. He spun before the man could try anything. When he turned, his breath caught.

A mere inch from Evan’s face was the man in the mask. They were so close, they almost touched. Close enough for Evan to see the defined, square jaw that framed his sensual mouth. He spoke, his growl like that of a tiger, toying with its prey.

The man studied him for a moment, while Evan wondered how he had got up to the balcony. He could feel the other man’s warm breath against his lips, sending electric sparks through his body, and making him stammer,

“What do you want from me?” as the words tumbled out of Evan’s mouth, the masked man pushed him back, until he was pressed up against the balcony railing. He knew he should be wary, but he wasn’t scared. Instead, he felt excitement bubbling in his chest. Why was he reacting this way to a complete stranger?

“I want to know why you caught my attention.” He leaned closer, until his lips brushed over Evan’s ear, “I’m going to play with you.”

Evan felt his muscles tense, as his whole body became hyper-aware,

“I’m not just some toy.” Evan tried to sound confident, but his heart was racing, his breathing growing deeper. The masked man flicked his tongue over the most sensitive part of his’s ear. He groaned, his body betraying him, as he grew steadily more aroused.

“If you don’t want to, I’ll go,” the man offered.

“No! I mean, stay,” Evan replied sheepishly. He had wanted to thank him after all.

“Do you want me to make you feel good?” The man asked huskily. Evan felt sharp teeth nibbling his ear, right where he had been licked moments before. He felt his cock strain against the confines of his clothing. Evan hesitated. He had intended to confess to his friend tonight, but here he was being seduced by a stranger,

“Let me see your face first?”

“No.” The masked man leaned forwards, pressing his body into Evan’s. He could feel the man’s erection pressing into his hips, and he couldn’t help but rock toward him, grinding, raw with a hunger so strong that he was powerless to stop himself, “Not yet,” the stranger whispered. He reached down, his fingers hooking through Evan’s belt loops. He pulled Evan against him, rolling his hips.

“At least tell me your name?” Evan tried,

“No. Have patience,” the man chided him, and Evan relented, his need rising as the man teased him.

Evan unbuttoned and unzipped himself, desperate for the stranger’s touch. He had never before needed anything so badly. He gazed up into the man’s masked features. When their eyes locked, Evan was met once more with those intense, blue irises that pooled with heat and desire.

The stranger pulled Evan’s jeans lower on his hips, freeing his erection. He felt the cool night’s breeze tease at his bare skin, making him ache with need.

“Touch yourself.” The man commanded. Evan gripped his cock, unable to resist, despite being out in the open. He tugged his shaft, pulling and sliding his hand over the muscle. He groaned, keeping his eyes on that mask. The stranger let go of him, before reaching up to pinch his nipples through the fabric of his t-shirt. Evan moaned as pleasure seared him.

“Turn around.” Came a further command. Evan found his body complying of its own accord, twisting to face the view of the city. He continued stroking himself, hoping the neighbours stayed indoors. He felt hands on his back, his hips. Then the man pulled his jeans down lower until his ass was bare. He felt something hard and hot press at his back. The masked man slid his erection between Evan’s buttocks, revealing how large he was, how ready. Evan groaned again, needing more. The other man continued to grind against him, teasing him with his cock.

That was when Evan lost it. His control gone, he turned to face the other man, capturing the stranger’s mouth with his. He thrust his tongue inside, hungrily exploring the other man’s body. He gripped both of their cocks, stroking them together with one hand. This time the masked man let out a gasp, crushing his lips against Evan’s,

“How can you taste so good?” The stranger moaned as Evan pumped their cocks harder. He was getting close, so close. He just had to know what the man looked like before he climaxed. He kissed him, hoping to distract him, while he pulled the mask off. At the moment he saw the man’s face, his body erupted, shooting hot liquid over his chest,

“James!”

“Who else?” James asked, reaching his own climax.

You belong with him.