By My Side

In the dark of the night
Those small hours
I drift away
When I'm with you

- By My Side, INXS

Allen was sleeping badly on the cold and hard floor outside their room. The tiniest sound made him wake up and the moonlight coming from the window in the end of the hallway was too bright. Maybe a sound had woken him up this time - he was definitely hearing movement again from their room... was she leaving, or did Master want another round with her? For a moment it was quiet and then Allen could hear the shuffling of her skirts, and then she was at the door. Sometimes Master's lovers didn't acknowledge him at all thinking of him as nothing but a servant, but this one was nice - she was exquisitely beautiful, of course, and she had a gentle smile for him as she kept the door open while Allen clambered in straightening his stiff legs.

Their room was small, the only thing they could afford. Cross was lying on the bed his eyes closed, his red hair spilling around his head like a halo, almost looking like streaks of blood against the white sheets. On the bedside table there was a stack of money - Allen didn't know how his Master managed to do this, but somehow his lovers were always showering him with whatever he wanted. Not wanting to wake him up, Allen moved as quietly as he could, starting to gather his Master's clothes that were spread all over the room. His thick black coat he placed over the high-backed chair, folding his trousers and shirt neatly. He took out his boot polishing kit and got the heavy boots, smelling the strong smell of leather, starting to quietly shine them when Cross spoke.

"Leave them. You can do that in the morning." He hadn't moved, but had opened his eyes and was looking at Allen. "Come to bed."

Allen had learned a long time ago not to argue with him so he just placed the boots back on the floor and started undressing. He took off his little vest, his tie and glove hiding his deformed hand followed by his trousers, and he folded them neatly on the floor in the end of the bed before climbing into the narrow bed. His Master liked sleeping on the side of the bed which left Allen the place next to the wall, and he tried to make himself as small as possible to avoid being elbowed in the ribs. He slipped under the covers feeling warmth emanating from Cross' body - he hadn't really realized how cold he had been before that.

"Good grief child, you're freezing..." Cross turned around and pulled Allen towards himself.
"No... really, Master..." Allen tried resisting but the man never listened to him.

His Master's presence as always, was overwhelming. Allen could feel his beard tickling his forehead and could smell the woman who had been in his arms just few moments before. While general's powerful hands pressed Allen to the his chest he could feel himself melting in the heat. Slowly he stopped resisting, pressing his face to the older man's neck, trying to find a comfortable place without inconveniencing him too much. For few moments all Allen could hear was the man's steady heartbeat and his calm breathing as he started slowly drifting to sleep.

Allen couldn't have slept more than what felt like few minutes waking up to the general's hands that had slowly started to undress him further. He had left his long sleeved white shirt on as always but the man was now pulling it off, pressing him on his back.

"Master..." Allen voiced, almost nothing but a breath.

Cross bent over him and kissed him on the mouth, his tongue invading Allen's mouth and Allen had his hands on the man's shoulders trying to press him away so he could catch his breath. No difference, Cross just brushed his hands aside, his right hand pushing down Allen's red left hand and grabbing it by the wrist. He moved down, down to the boy's chest, licking his nipples, flicking them with his tongue, then biting them making Allen cry out and squirm in his grip. General moved further down, his long hair tickling on Allen's body and the boy could feel the man's hot breath at his belly. As the general let go of Allen's hands his tongue started teasing Allen's semi-erect cock, and then the man pushed the boy's legs open giving him better access. As Allen's body was engulfed by the waves pleasure the general's skillful tongue gave him he could do nothing but grip the sheets, gasping.

Suddenly Cross withdraw and Allen gasped opening his eyes looking at his master who was looking back at him with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Did you like that?" his voice was a whisper, and Allen swallowed and nodded, not being able to deny the physical evidence.

The general sat back into his heels grabbing Allen's wrists again pulling him towards himself causing his own knees to slide under Allen's back while his buttocks rose up to Cross' chest. He carefully started to suck Allen's sacks, then releasing them and moving further down spreading his cheeks and starting to rim him while his red hair fell down the boy's back and stomach forming a curtain he couldn't see beyond. But he could feel it all, oh, he could feel the general's tongue teasing him at the ring of his anus, then thoroughly licking up and down, then returning and pushing in. He didn't try to stop the moan escaping his lips and his body tensed up every time his Master's tongue entered deeper. The man stopped again, and Allen could hear his voice behind the red hair, feeling his breath on his body.

"Have you been a good boy, disciple?"
"Y-yes Master... I always do as you say, Master." Allen didn't know what else to say.
"Good answer, boy!"

He lowered the boy down and this time Allen could feel the man's own cock, silky smooth and hard on his back and then being positioned at his ass. The general took hold of his wrists again but this time more firmly, pulling the boy towards himself. For few seconds Allen's body resisted the invasion but then opened and he cried out as there was sharp pain when the other man entered him.

"It... it hurts!" he cried breathlessly and couldn't help tears starting to swell up in his eyes.
"Shhh..." His Master's voice was sharp and he held the boy still, letting him get used to the sensation.

As the pain faded from stabbing into throbbing dullness, Allen's body and face relaxed. Cross slowly pushed in again, stopped to watch him, pushed again, until he was in all the way. He then pulled the boy up so that he was sitting on his lap facing him.

"Shhh..." His soft voice was calm while he kissed the crying boy. "Shhh... now... you move..."

Allen's legs trembled as he lifted himself up a few inches, placing his hands gently on Cross' chest but trying not to lean on him too much. He then sat back down feeling his Master's cock filling himself until he thought he couldn't take it anymore, panting and pressing his eyes shut as hard as he could, distorting his whole face trying to stop the tears. And again, lifting himself feeling the other man's cock sliding out and the intense feeling subsiding only to be impaled again when coming down. First, so slowly, but then starting to increase the speed... and he could feel Cross' hands now on his hips helping him to come up higher then pushing him down deeper.


General was holding Allen's deformed hand again, this time massaging top of the hand with his thumb and something that he did made the innocence stir. Alarmed of the tingling sensation, Allen tried pulling the hand away but Cross didn't let him, instead he brought the hand to his lips tracing the cross with his tongue. Now the innocence was starting to throb and Allen tried even harder to pull his hand away again.

"Please, Master... It'll a-a-activate..." With his other hand the general was pushing him so deep Allen gasped and stumbled with his words.
"Stupid apprentice... It'll only activate if you don't control it..."

General was biting into the tough skin and whatever he was doing to stimulate his innocence was making Allen's whole body vibrate and he could feel the hairs in the back of his neck raise up.

"It's part of you... part of your pleasure, and pain too..."

And when he let go Allen fell limp down on his back, the other man's cock slipping out. He just laid there for a while panting, eyes open but not really seeing anything while the buzz from his innocence slowly started to subside. The general bent over him and touched him, tracing his jaw with his fingertips and the touch made Allen's skin tingle.

"Before it goes away, you should take care of yourself..." Allen frowned not understanding, and the man sounded more impatient. "Masturbate, boy!" And then more softly: "Use your left hand..."

Allen was still laying on his back, and with humiliation burning on his cheeks he squeezed his eyes closed so he wouldn't have to see the other man watching him, took a deep breath and reached for his cock with his left hand. It was like nothing he expected - he was used to very little sensation on his red left hand but with the innocence half activated it created a feedback loop which seemed to multiply everything he was sensing. The breath he had been holding unraveled as a sigh as he arched his back, his hand grabbing hold of the sheets.

And as the boy started stroking himself, Cross came in closer, on top of him on his hands and knees but being careful not to touch him. Allen's face was strained in concentration, lips slightly parted and the general was drinking in the sight, he loved seeing that face twisted in pleasure, but he loved it even more when it was mixed with a hint of fear and pain. Yet the boy always did everything he was told, no matter how much it hurt or scared him... it would be time to let him go soon.

But now quite yet, he would enjoy the boy a little while longer.

As Allen was approaching his climax Cross slipped next to him on the bed, leaning on his elbow, watching. He bit into the boy's shoulder stimulating his innocence again, now causing him to spasm violently and he started cumming with a cry. While the boy lay there panting and shuddering, Cross pulled him into his arms just holding him close, breathing in the smell of his soft hair.

"Are you ready for me, boy?" It was a question but not one that Cross expected an answer to as he pushed Allen onto his stomach and the boy wailed softly.
"Master..." Whether this was plead for more or mercy didn't matter.

Cross lifted Allen's hips up, grabbing a fistful of hair he pulled his head back until he could see the boy's grimacing face. And only when he could see that did he penetrate the boy again, watching his every reaction to the invasion. He started moving, pulling in and out slowly at first and the boy was moaning aloud with his eyes open still but seeing nothing. When Cross pushed in deep and held Allen there he jerked a little involuntarily, but didn't struggle.

"Allen... This is how I like you... On your knees in front of me, offering yourself to me..."
"Master..." Allen responded to the rare pleasure of hearing his Master saying his name. "Master... let me please you..."

Cross grunted softly, the boy's submissiveness a turn on, and started fucking him with increased speed, with long and deep strokes.

"How would you like to please me, boy?" He whispered after a while, bending over, bringing his lips close to Allen's ear.
"I... can I suck you..?" The boy was panting, gasping for breath.

Cross bit into his earlobe and Allen cried out, and then he pulled out, flustered, turning the boy around facing him.

"You want to suck me even though it's just been in your ass?" He was still holding Allen by the hair, forcing the boy to look at him.

Allen tried to look away, his face distorted and cheeks red with embarrassment. "Master, why do you have to say it like that..."

His reaction amused Cross but he let got of Allen's hair and sat back leaning against the wall. "Come on then, Allen, please me..."

The boy glanced at his Master and kneeled between his legs, taking hold of the man's cock with trembling hands. He closed his eyes, tentatively opened his mouth and guided the tip of the cock into his mouth, running his tongue under it. Then a little bit deeper, licking it, pulling back, going deeper again... he could hear Cross letting out a sigh, and it pleased him so much to know that he was enjoying this. So now with more courage he attempted to get as much of his cock into his mouth, trying not to gag but feeling his eyes starting to water, and he tried even more to get the full length into his mouth and was rewarded with another gasp from his Master. When he continued, Cross burrowed his fingers trough his hair and started guiding the speed.

"That's right... oh, very good..." Cross' voice was low, trembling slightly. "Just a little bit more..."

And he increased the speed, the boy was moaning again, choking, and as Cross started cumming his fingers gripped even tighter on Allen's hair keeping him from pulling back.

"Drink it all..." His voice was just a whisper, and the boy was spluttering and swallowing and trying to catch his breath.

Then Cross let go of Allen's head and slowly the boy withdrew, still gulping.

"Pass me my cigarettes..." Cross' voice was relaxed and content, a rarity Allen only heard in these few moments after his Master's orgasm.

So he reached over to the bedside table, picked a cigarette from the case and passed it to Cross, then rose up to light it for him. The man leaned back relaxed, taking a deep puff closing his eyes. Timidly Allen laid his head back on the general's lap, wrapping his hand around him, waiting to be told off and pushed away. But the man let him stay, placing his other hand on the boy's back, holding him in silence for a while. Allen was starting to drift back to sleep again, exhausted, but the general soon was nudging him awake.

"No time for that... I want you to go downstairs and prepare breakfast, we're leaving this town today... And for god's sake, clean yourself up!" There wasn't even a hint of the earlier passion or gentleness in Cross' voice. The special status of being his lover had expired and they were back to just master and student, master and servant, and hence delays in obeying his orders would not be tolerated. So lightly dazed Allen rose immediately and flinching a little, started dressing while Cross stretched back on the narrow bed closing his eyes.

And on his way out, Allen closed the door quietly not to wake him up.