Thorn By My Side by Jordan Ashton

 

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It’s the virus making him say these things, Thorn kept telling himself. Yet he couldn’t help but feel the pain Jeremiah’s words inflicted as they cut through his heart down to his very soul.

Not a day went by since he was bitten that he didn’t think of Jeremiah and long to be back in his arms and loving him. He’d had a thousand sexual fantasies of walking back into his life and being forgiven for everything he put his lover through. They’d hug and kiss, proclaim their continued and undying love for one another, and then they’d have hot and heavy sex over and over and in many positions until the sun came up and they were sexually sated.

When Father Agassi had told him that the Brotherhood had found Jeremiah and he had been bitten, his initial reaction was one of sorrow. His heart ached that his true love had been hurt and now eternally damned just like him. But soon his selfish thoughts started to wander back to his sexual fantasies. Now that Jeremiah was infected just like him, then they could be together and be intimate once more.

Thorn hadn’t had sex in three years. Unable to make love to anyone else except his soul mate, he’d turned into a recluse. He worked at the Harbor, helping infected creatures come to terms with what happened to them and help them cope with it. But aside from that job, he pretty much kept to himself, a rebel loner who didn’t want to mingle, interact, or fit in.

Deep in his heart, he’d be an outsider wherever he went, always had been and always would be, except with Jeremiah. Jeremiah was the only man who ever got past Thorn’s defensive barrier he had built around himself at a young age. Thorn had come from an abusive household, so being untrustworthy and isolated was the only way of life he knew.

Jeremiah’s kind heart, empathy, and perseverance were able to break through that shell and warm Thorn’s heart until he had fallen madly in love with the sexy blond man who made him swoon with just a wink of an eye or one of his dashing smiles.

Staring into Jeremiah’s crazed eyes now, he realized that the man he had fallen in love with was slowly dying, fading away. The beast was taking his place.

Sighing, he placed his hand on his shoulder. “Please calm down, Jeremiah. The angrier you get, the faster the virus will spread in you.”

Jeremiah shook his head. He obviously wasn’t listening, but focusing on the effects his body were having on him. “I don’t care. Let it take me over. Then you can kill me and it’ll all be over.”

His heart strings pulled and tugged. “Don’t ever say that, Jeremiah. There’s hope. Just listen to me and we can save you.”

“What, so that I can hide in this hell along with you? No thank you. I’d rather die than do that.”

Tears welled in Thorn’s eyes. Seeing his lover react like this was the hardest thing he had ever endured. He glanced down at his watch. They had little time left. If he wanted to save his life before the change began and Jeremiah turned into the beast forever, they needed to make love now while Jeremiah still had the strength and part of his mind.

Jeremiah turned his body and started to walk to the door. “Go now. Leave me to my misery, alone, like you did these past three years.” He was able to take three steps when he crunched over and hollered in agony. The painkiller was obviously having little effect now as the pain in Jeremiah intensified.

Fuck it! Waiting for Jeremiah to come to terms with what needed to be done to save him was a hopeless case. It was time Thorn took matters into his own hands before he lost the only man he loved forever.

Grasping Jeremiah by the wrists, he pushed him against the wall and kissed him hard on the lips.

 

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What was happening to him? He could hear the evil, hurtful words spewing from his lips, but he couldn’t stop himself from saying them. No matter what had happened between them, what Thorn had done, he didn’t deserve what was coming out of Jeremiah’s mouth now.

Jeremiah had never stopped loving Thorn and probably would love him until the day he died, which felt like it was today, as agonizing pain spread throughout his body. He bent over trying to catch his breath when all of a sudden, he was pinned to the wall and Thorn’s lips were on his.

The second they made contact, the passion that welled in his heart for Thorn rose and grew. All his love and sexual desires for the man began to spew out of him and into their passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around him when Thorn released his wrists and he sunk his tongue into Thorn’s mouth.

Both their hands roamed over their muscular, toned bodies while they panted for air. A stabbing pain hit Jeremiah’s abdomen and he broke free from Thorn’s grasp.

“Stop please. I can’t take the pain anymore,” Jeremiah said, closing his eyes.

Thorn wrapped his arms around his waist. “That’s why we can’t waste any more time, Jeremiah. Let me fuck you and I promise you the pain will disappear and you won’t change into the beast.”

Raising his gaze, he said, “But what if you’re wrong? What if it’s too late and I do change into the beast. I’ll hurt you.”

“No, I love you and I see in your eyes you still love me, too. Just concentrate on that and let me fuck you to save you.”

Taking that metaphoric step out on the ledge while holding Thorn’s hand, Jeremiah focused on his love for this man. Giving his sexual desires free reign, he concentrated on this sexy hero in front of him and not the virus wreaking havoc inside him.

Thorn quickly tore off his own T-shirt and pulled down his pants while he continued to kiss and ravage Jeremiah’s mouth and lips. Once completely naked, he tugged off Jeremiah’s black briefs. His cock sprang up erect, wet, and excited.

When Thorn’s admiring gaze fell onto it, Jeremiah sighed in pleasure. Thorn’s warm hand wrapped around its shaft and he had to close his eyes to stop from coming. That was when he realized the pain was going away and in its wake, a sexual passion he never thought he possessed took over.

Bringing his lips down to Thorn’s hot, sweat-glistening skin, he kissed his way from his shoulders to his neck and his earlobe. Goosebumps formed over his trail. Thorn’s hand over Jeremiah’s cock moved back and forth. Whenever it reached the tip, he had to take a deep breath to stop from coming.

In short breaths, Jeremiah murmured, “Turn around, Thorn.”

Thorn did as he ordered. He bent down while his puckered asshole screamed for Jeremiah’s attention. Unable to wait any longer, having been deprived of Thorn’s divine ass, he brought his wet cock to its opening. He rubbed it back and forth and around the hole.

Thorn moaned in pleasure when Jeremiah slipped a finger, then two into him. He pushed against Jeremiah then, and Jeremiah knew the time had come to fuck his lover like he hadn’t been fucked before.

Grabbing Thorn by his hips, he slowly slipped his cock’s tip into him. Thorn didn’t move obviously absorbing Jeremiah’s pleasurable movements.  Slowly and gradually, Jeremiah entered him. He closed his eyes and absorbed all the pleasurable sensations bombarding his cock and his body as Thorn fit snugly around his thick and erect cock.

When he pushed deep inside him, Thorn groaned, “Ah fuck. You feel so good in me.”

Jeremiah slid out and pushed back into him, moaning his satisfactions. Thorn complemented his movements by pushing him deeper when Jeremiah stuck his cock in him.

They continued to move in this highly erotic sexual dance, thrusting, gyrating, and moving in loving harmony when Jeremiah felt his peak quickly approaching. He thrust fast and deep over and over into his lover for several seconds until the pressure in him built to a crescendo and he came deep inside Thorn.

Thorn moaned in ecstasy along with him as Thorn came in his own hand. They remained still for several minutes, catching their breaths.

When Jeremiah had the strength to move, he walked over to the bed and collapsed on it. Thorn came to lie beside him. He hugged and kissed him and nuzzled his nose in the nape of his neck.

“You okay?” he whispered in his ear.

Jeremiah nodded, staring at the ceiling. “The pain is gone and I’m thinking straight again.” He sighed. “I’m sorry for all the horrible things I said to you before.”

“Don’t worry. I knew the virus made you act like that.”

He turned his head to look at him. “I didn’t mean any of it. I never stopped loving you, Thorn.”

Thorn grinned as he caressed his face. “Me, too. I love you more now than ever before.”

Jeremiah gave him a light peck on his lips. “What happens now?”

“Even though you won’t permanently change into the beast anymore, you can change on a full moon. That’s why you’ll need to continue with the treatment and you’ll have to stay here in the Harbor from now on. Just like me.”

“I know that. I mean what happens with us?”

Thorn took his hand and kissed his palm. “If you are okay with it, I’d like you to move into my room here. Live with me.”

Jeremiah grinned with giddiness. His dreams were finally coming true. Mind you, they were far from what he had ever imagined, but being with the man he loved with all his heart for the rest of his life was all he ever wanted.

“Yes, my love. I will.”

He leaned in and kissed him passionately on the lips, eager to embark on their new life together forever.

ugly around his thick and erect cock.

When he pushed deep inside him, Thorn groaned, “Ah fuck. You feel so good in me.”

Jeremiah slid out and pushed back into him, moaning his satisfactions. Thorn complemented his movements by pushing him deeper when Jeremiah stuck his cock in him.

They continued to move in this highly erotic sexual dance, thrusting, gyrating, and moving in loving harmony when Jeremiah felt his peak quickly approaching. He thrust fast and deep over and over into his lover for several seconds until the pressure in him built to a crescendo and he came deep inside Thorn.

Thorn moaned in ecstasy along with him as Thorn came in his own hand. They remained still for several minutes, catching their breaths.

When Jeremiah had the strength to move, he walked over to the bed and collapsed on it. Thorn came to lie beside him. He hugged and kissed him and nuzzled his nose in the nape of his neck.

“You okay?” he whispered in his ear.

Jeremiah nodded, staring at the ceiling. “The pain is gone and I’m thinking straight again.” He sighed. “I’m sorry for all the horrible things I said to you before.”

“Don’t worry. I knew the virus made you act like that.”

He turned his head to look at him. “I didn’t mean any of it. I never stopped loving you, Thorn.”

Thorn grinned as he caressed his face. “Me, too. I love you more now than ever before.”

Jeremiah gave him a light peck on his lips. “What happens now?”

“Even though you won’t permanently change into the beast anymore, you can change on a full moon. That’s why you’ll need to continue with the treatment and you’ll have to stay here in the Harbor from now on. Just like me.”

“I know that. I mean what happens with us?”

Thorn took his hand and kissed his palm. “If you are okay with it, I’d like you to move into my room here. Live with me.”

Jeremiah grinned with giddiness. His dreams were finally coming true. Mind you, they were far from what he had ever imagined, but being with the man he loved with all his heart for the rest of his life was all he ever wanted.

“Yes, my love. I will.”

He leaned in and kissed him passionately on the lips, eager to embark on their new life together forever.

The End

 

 

 

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