For Love of the Dead by Hal Bodner

Author:Hal Bodner [Bodner, Hal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781467936361
Published: 2011-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 5

He was still pinioned to the altar, the muscles of his shoulders aching from the strain of his position, but mercifully, the intense heat of Tyler’s wicked unguent had abated. Jake’s naked body was covered, practically encased, in a shell of the potion which had mixed with his own sweat and had partially dried into a gluey sort of full-body shroud. He was exhausted, his muscles pumped from the effort of straining against the leather cuffs and chain, but at least the pain was gone—most of the pain, anyway. When Tyler’s handsome face moved into Jake’s field of vision above his prone form, he realized that though he may have already shot a load in the dreamland of the lake, in the real world he had not yet come. His dick was uncomfortable, straining against the skin encasing it, and his balls were hot and filled with fluid, feeling as if they might burst if he could not soon achieve release.

“I have your permission, I see?”

Tyler smiled and Jake could see the relief in his eyes. No matter how confident or how much in command of the situation the black man had seemed earlier, Jake realized now how he must have been tormented by doubt. He nodded.

“Yes,” he croaked through a dry throat. “Now let me up.”

Tyler waggled a finger playfully. “Not just yet. There is one final offering you must make to the gods before you can be released to carry out their will. But this time, it will not be unpleasant. I promise you that.”

Jake quailed, not knowing whether to believe the voodoo priest or not. His concerns were soon assuaged, though not in any way he could have anticipated.

Tyler moved away and returned with a large earthenware flagon. Without preamble, he upended it over Jake’s bound body, sluicing away most of the congealed remains of the awful ointment, leaving behind only a soothing residue of lotion-like consistency which was quickly absorbed into Jake’s skin. His belly fluttered and his muscles clenched and released as the liquid penetrated. It held some strange property and as it vanished into his body, it set his nerves to tremble, sensitizing his skin in a way Jake had never experienced before. The atmosphere of the basement room was largely still, with no windows or open doors for air to circulate. Nevertheless, Jake was acutely aware of a current passing over his naked body and it took him a few moments to realize he was now sensitive enough to experience even the tiny movements of air caused by its being heated by the fireplace and rising to circulate, almost imperceptibly, around the room.

Tyler positioned his hands palms down, a scant inch above Jake’s heaving chest. The young mortician was startled; even though there was no contact, he could feel a slight compression. He strained upwards but Tyler’s hands kept an even distance. Then they began to move in slow and wide strokes, miming an erotic massage of Jake’s body, and though they never actually touched his flesh, Jake could feel every movement.

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