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“Yeah. Too bad I can’t give you a hand with that…washing.”
My cock betrayed me, standing up tall for my spirit friend. “You can…watch.” I grabbed the soap and used it generously over every part of my body, neck, shoulders, chest, abs…then my dick and balls, stopping to stroke my hardness.
Luc’s eyes widened and he licked those perfectly kissable lips. “My, my. You are a fine-looking man. Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
I slowly rubbed over my cock with soaped-up fingers, playing with the head, sliding down the shaft. I rubbed my balls, then began for real. I felt the need building, and getting off was the goal. I didn’t know if Luc could do the same, but I was going to try to make it enjoyable for both of us as much as I could.
Bucking into my hand, I moaned, hoping to give him a show along with my orgasm. I slammed my other hand against the cheap fiberglass surround. Knowing his eyes were on me had me coming in record time. I shot out hard toward him, letting my seed fall into the bottom of the tub.
“Wow.” He reached a hand toward me. “I wish I could touch. Feel you.”
“Can you, uh…do that yourself?”
“No. I can’t feel anything.”
“We have to fix that.” I wanted to touch him more now than anything now. I wanted to know what his skin felt like against mine, what his lips felt like around my cock, and what his kiss tasted like.
“I have some thoughts about that. You know, a hundred years of being stuck out there, you get thoughts.”
“You ever speak to other spirits?”
“Yes, that too.”
“Let me get dressed and we’ll figure out our next move.” I didn’t add that we needed to do it fast because I had no idea how long it would take those goons to show up here looking for me.
“You want to go where?” I pulled a shirt over my head and sat on the edge of the bed.
“We need to consult the spirits of nature. We need to go to the swamp.”
“Fuck. It’ll be morning before we get there.”
Luc shrugged. “I’m as much here at any time of the day as at night. I don’t eat. I don’t sleep.”
“Okay. But I do those things.” And I was hungry for sure, but I’d never let that slow me down before. I reached under the bed and pulled out my old hiking boots, and wondered if I had bug spray because I was wearing shorts if we were heading out to the swamp.
We still had about three or four hours until sunrise. Maybe we could get there and back.
I was wrong. It took three hours to get there. Walking sucked sometimes. But we spent that time getting to know each other better. Luc told me about his life, playing in clubs, chasing men, and running from women.
“Including Rose?” I asked, putting two and two together. He had sung about a rose in his song, but I hadn’t thought about whether it was a person or a flower. I was guessing the latter now.
“Yes. I ran from her, but not fast enough.”
“This is her fault? Who was she?”
“Yes. She was related to the mob boss at the time. Silvestro Carollo. She was his niece or something. I’m not sure, but when I didn’t reciprocate her intentions, she cried to him.”
“And he killed you.”
“No. Actually, he turned her down, but she was determined. She found a voodoo mambo to trap my soul in the ring. She lied though. Told the mambo I defiled her. So with my soul trapped and a dead body at her feet, Carollo had no choice but to step in, but he wasn’t happy about it.”
“Guess not. She forced his hand.”
“Yes, well, he took the ring, stuck it on my finger and dumped my body in an unmarked grave.”
“In the one place no one would give a damn about.”
“True.”
