Untouchable Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  Daniel looked horrified, and Seldon didn’t blame him. He had once felt bad for the ones they had to take in so the Cubi’s needs were met. But it wore off as he had to hunt for new stock. Once his eyes changed and he was raised to classify and train them for the higher evolved Cubi, he got over it, learning to see the necessity of collecting humans. He even got over the training as his energy level changed to full red and light blue where he became one of the trainers of the impossible ones.

  “I’ve trained thousands of slaves. You’re new at this. Just remember one thing. I know about seven thousand percent more about training slaves than your worst nightmares can conjure up. Do yourself a favor, boy, and learn quickly,” Seldon said, studying his empty cup. “Give us another round. And if you’re hungry, tell me. It’s been more than ten years since I had a human with me every day, so I might forget you need food.”

  “You don’t need food?” Daniel asked, topping off their cups.

  “No. Not since I turned dark blue. Food became secondary to sexual energy. I don’t even need the coffee, but I like it.” Seldon smiled, thinking the boy made a good cup. Strong, but still drinkable. “And if you need something in particular, and I’m not talking luxury items like crab or oysters, then let me know, okay?” Seldon locked eyes with him to point out that this was the time to address him properly. Two beats and the proper answer came hesitantly. “Good. I’m starving. Are you hungry?”

  Daniel shook his head, and Seldon reached across the counter to slap the boy in the face. Daniel jumped, his hand shooting to cover his red cheek. “No, Master.”

  “Then you will learn more of us tonight,” Seldon said, looking at the clock. It was almost seven. The boy would have to wait to eat until tomorrow where the first batch of groceries for him would come. In the meantime, Seldon had to order in. He pulled his phone from his pocket and looked through the schedule of his regular breeders, but none were available because it was outside his normal feeding times. So he texted the stables for a delivery. He preferred knowing the body he fed on. Feeding on the new ones was never as satisfying. “You need a shower. Wash the mugs and rinse the pot.”

  Daniel did, and Seldon admired the side view of the plump ass. The boy needed to train. He needed more muscle if they were so lucky he could turn. His cock twitched in yearning to slip between those cheeks and…

  “You ever been fucked by a guy?”

  Daniel turned with a shocked expression on his face and a coffee cup in each hand. “No!” Seldon kept his expression blank as he motioned for the last word to leave the boy’s mouth. He was out of reach, and Seldon didn’t want to chase him around the bar. “Master…No, I’ve never been…” He looked sick at the very thought. However amusing his aversion to the varieties of sex was to a middle-aged Incubus, Seldon managed a straight face.

  “Okay.”

  Daniel still looked horror-stricken by the question as he turned to put the mugs into the dishwasher, and Seldon hid his smile at the boy’s awkward bend and attempt to not expose himself. Oh yeah, humans were fun in their early times around his race. Especially teaching them to get over their body consciousness. Once done, Daniel turned and awaited Seldon moving from the stool.

  “Come on, shower time.” Man, was the boy in for a surprise. Daniel followed him to Seldon’s bedroom and into the bathroom before he stopped. Seldon refused to comment on the wide shower and began undressing. Daniel shrank into the background as if he tried to merge with the tiles. “Go on, turn it on.”

  Daniel did and stepped back, averting his gaze as Seldon was now standing close to him, naked with his clothes in hand to be thrown in the hamper behind Daniel. The stiff cock pointing from Seldon’s groin definitely didn’t make it less awkward for the boy.

  “Get in.”

  “I can wait.”

  “See, this is where we’ll have problems,” Seldon said, not hiding the irritation. Daniel shrank away. Seldon could toss his clothes in the hamper, but Daniel still wasn’t under the sprays when he was done. Seldon grabbed the boy’s hair and pushed him under the sprays, following close behind. “When I tell you to do something, it is not up for negotiation.”

  “I’m sorry,” Daniel whimpered.

  “You’re sorry, what?” Seldon growled, tightening his grip on the boy’s hair.

  “Master. I’m sorry, Master.”

  Seldon let go, and Daniel stepped away from him and closer to the tiles. Hate burned in the young green eyes and he looked like he sank his teeth into a lemon every time he uttered the word master. Without being able to dose him Seldon didn’t really expect differently. The fact that Seldon’s cock was still hard and standing eight inches of thick, hard meat, the straight boy had to be terrified. And by God, he wanted to plow him into the side of the cubicle. This shower was the worst idea, ever, considering how long it had been since he had last fed. He needed to twice a day to be satiated, and it had been almost two days now. But the boy had to learn. “Wash me, but don’t touch my cock.”

  Daniel shivered, still looking everywhere but at Seldon. But he put soap on a loofah and cautiously began washing Seldon’s left shoulder. Seldon kept his eyes on him as he circled the lather over his chest. His cock twitched, and his breath caught as the careful hand brushed a nipple.

  This was too much, and Seldon fought his rising hunger. “Fuck, boy, turn around.”

  Daniel dropped the loofah and did as he was told, but the rising fear was a nuisance. He’d already told the boy he wasn’t going to rape him. Guess he’d just have to prove it.

  “Lean your head back.”

  Daniel did, and Seldon focused on washing the boy’s hair. He wanted to touch him, and this way he could. It was a sweet kind of torture. The amount of sex he had on a daily basis to satiate his hunger was one thing, but this forbidden fruit was a new experience. No, it wasn’t, but it had been almost a hundred years since he’d had one he felt this attracted to, not counting Lord Caledon. He’d never had someone this young. Someone forbidden. It turned him on, and he knew himself enough to know he’d have to be careful around him. Now he knew why the Untouchables were only to be trained by the Cubi with the highest amount of self-control. The dark blue could be approved like Lendon had today. No red-eye ever would be because their self-control was close to non-existent.

  The feel of the young taut skin under his fingers sent electricity through him that went straight to his cock. His skin itched from the hunger but he wanted to test his own boundaries so he expanded his area of touch. Neck, shoulders, back. Watching the suds run down the hollow of Daniel’s spine and pool between his ass cheeks drew attention to dimples above each cheek. Oh, fuck. He looked at the close proximity of his cock and the plump ass. A heavy amount of pre-cum lurked at the tip of his own uncut cock. He washed it off, careful not to get it anywhere near the boy’s ass since he had dosed so many times that day. He pulled the foreskin back to let the water dribble down his body to clean any trace of the doses, and the feel of his thumb running over his sensitive glans coaxed a grunt from him. The boy stiffened at the sound.

  Seldon let go of himself. “Turn around.”

  Daniel did, slowly and still shaking.

  “Wash your cock.” Seldon gave him the soap and stepped back to watch.

  Daniel took the soap and looked like he wanted to turn, but luckily he didn’t. He did try to hide as he washed himself, though, and Seldon’s hunger was getting worse. He stepped back, trying to busy himself by rubbing shampoo into his own short, dark hair. Didn’t work as well as hoped, so he’d cut the boy some slack.

  “Rinse off and get out.”

  Daniel did in a hurry, and Seldon found himself out of breath from trying to control his lust before Daniel had finished. He was just hungry, and he really hoped someone from stock would be up soon.

  The doorbell rang as Seldon finished rinsing off so he dried himself on his way to the front door, calling for Daniel to follow. He didn’t trust the boy to leave him alone yet. Not even in the bedroom. But Daniel
remembered the collar and the hallway security and stopped there while Seldon continued to the door. Opening it, he found one of the red-eyes taking care of the latest batch. By him stood a breeder with wide, haunted eyes. No acclimatization to the doses yet.

  “From the new batch?”

  “Yes, just classified him this morning. Figured, since you bought an Untouchable, this breeder could serve as a lesson.”

  Seldon hadn’t thought of that and liked the idea. Maybe it could help Daniel recognize his place. “Okay. I figure the fighter is the reason the new batch wasn’t explained anything on the way in?”

  “Yes, Sire.”

  “Okay. How’s the fighter?”

  “Shitty. He has been restrained as to your specifications, but still refuses to eat.”

  “What trainer has been put on him?” Seldon hoped they found a good one because he didn’t want the gig with a new slave in the house.

  “No one yet. We’re thinking we need a stronger doser.”

  “Damn,” Seldon mumbled. “How many and how strong doses have you given him?”

  “Usual blue for starters. He got one of your doses. Nothing.”

  Seldon pulled a face. He’d only heard of three able to shake a dose in his lifetime. They’d never found out why the dose didn’t work, but once in a very rare while it just didn’t.

  “Keep me posted.”

  “Yes, Sire. When do you want me to pick him up again?” the red-eye nodded toward the pale breeder in his grip.

  “Tomorrow. I’ll keep him here tonight. I haven’t fed in a while because of the doses delivered.”

  The red-eyed nodded and left, and Seldon pulled the man inside. He placed his left hand on his neck to keep his right hand free and ready for a fight. You never knew with the new ones who hadn’t been dosed that many times. They hadn’t figured it all out, and most held onto the notion they were either straight or that sex was wrong and not to be enjoyed like this. He had stopped caring why but knew of the possible struggles. Or they still hoped for the possibility of escape. That would be a first if one succeeded from this compound.

  “Daniel, go into the bedroom,” Seldon said, regretting he hadn’t had time to shackle the boy before the breeder arrived. Daniel hurried ahead of them and stood by the wall to the bathroom as they entered. Seldon sat the breeder on the bed. “Stay here.” The man didn’t answer, but Seldon didn’t expect him to. He hadn’t gotten that far in his training if he had just been classified that day. He hadn’t even been marked on the neck yet. “Come on, Daniel.”

  Daniel came closer, sending stolen glances toward the guy.

  “I remember him. From the train,” the boy said quietly.

  “Okay. Lie down.” Sheldon guided Daniel, whose eyes never left the breeder. Seldon sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed the first shackle. That got Daniel’s attention. “Until you’ve earned my trust. Don’t think that an easy feat.” He clicked the shackle around Daniel’s ankle.

  “Seldon!”

  The terror in Daniel’s voice and eyes made Seldon turn in time to see a chair coming at him, and he moved to protect Daniel. The breeder swung the chair, and it broke against Seldon’s back. Had he been a light blue-eye, this could have gone all kinds of wrong. As it was, Seldon turned and swung a fist, holding back his anger enough to not kill the breeder. But he went down, sprawling unconscious on the floor.

  “You okay?” Seldon asked and removed a few wooden pieces of the seat from around Daniel.

  “Me? You…you just got hammered by a fucking chair!”

  “I did explain the eye-color thing, right? You’re an Untouchable. You are my responsibility to keep safe. Are. You. Okay?”

  “Yes.”

  Seldon growled.

  “Master!”

  Seldon sighed and turned to look at the breeder, now groaning on the floor. “Take heed, boy. I’ll have to teach him a lesson tomorrow. You will watch, so maybe I won’t have to teach it to you, later.” Seldon sat back down on the edge of Daniel’s bed. “Watch me feed or don’t, I don’t really care. Over the next three years, you will eventually see it and know what you will become no matter what fate has in store for you.” Seldon clicked the shackle around the boy’s ankle and stood to pick up the breeder from the floor.

  The breeder was coming around and luckily not bleeding much. Seldon had caught the breeder clean on the chin. Seldon picked him up from the floor and dumped the guy on the bed before shuffled his unconscious body in so he could straddle him, holding his arms above his head in the grip of one hand. And then he waited.

  The breeder looked good. Blond wispy hair, blue eyes, and full lips. He was definitely an active type, judging by the athletic build. Seldon loved the sight of how a pectoral muscle stretched to the shoulder when arms were above the head like this, and this guy knew what a bench press was.

  Finally fully conscious, the guy jerked in his grip, looking terrified.

  Seldon grabbed the breeder’s chin, squeezing enough for him to whimper in pain and open his mouth. “That was not smart.” He released a dose from the gland in his mouth before lowering his head to let the thin green liquid trickle into breeder’s the open mouth.

  The man fought it, spitting it out, so Seldon repeated and squeezed the man’s mouth closed afterward. The breeder jerked under him, and Seldon sat back, feeling an erection grow against his ass as the dose did its work at heightening the breeder’s sensitivity to his own mating hormone. Once the breeder bucked against him in need of friction, he leaned in and licked the man’s lips, listening to the hitched breath revealing the effect of his dose. Finally, a small groan escaped the man, and Seldon moved in for a kiss, smiling as the man returned it as if testing new ground. Finally, a tongue poked out to meet his.

  Feeding time.

  Chapter Six

  Daniel watched as Seldon picked the guy up from the floor. He was bigger than Daniel, but not as big as Seldon, yet Seldon lifted him as if he weighed nothing more than a child.

  Seldon had shielded Daniel with his body, and that brought a whole new turmoil of feelings up. So far, Daniel had a steady growth of hate and general animosity toward the man who had bought him, hit him, and humiliated him. Shielding him may have been him protecting his investment. Why had Daniel warned him? He didn’t know. It was just a reflex, he guessed.

  Daniel didn’t want to watch what was coming next. He didn’t need to see a man raped, knowing that in three years or so it would be him pinned under Seldon. Yet some depraved part of his mind had him look as the man groaned in pain and came to. Seldon sat straddling him, naked, holding his arms over his head. He had a firm grip on the man’s jaw and let green saliva dribble into his mouth.

  Fucking gross!

  The man seemed to think so, too, because he spat it out, writhing beneath the big man. Seldon just repeated and forced the man’s mouth closed by the strength of the grip to the man’s jaw. The man continued to writhe but, the way he did, changed. He arched off the bed as if to get physical contact, and, to Daniel’s rising surprise, moaned loudly. It definitely wasn’t from pain this time. Seldon moved to lie between the man’s legs and leaned in for a kiss which the man returned. Two hard cocks pressed against each other and Daniel closed his eyes, thinking he’d seen more than he wanted.

  Moans turned his imagination on instead and even with his eyes closed he imagined the two men rut against each other. He opened his eyes again.

  “Don’t, I don’t want this,” the man whimpered, but the hard length pointing straight up told a different story. Seldon grabbed the man’s hip and help him down on the bed so he couldn’t thrust against him and get stimulation.

  “Sure you want me to stop?”

  The man thrashed, writhing in the strong green-eyed demon’s grip.

  “Yes, let me go.”

  “Why. For this?” Seldon ground his pelvis against the man trapped beneath him.

  “Oh, shit.”

  “Want me to stop?” Seldon pulled back, and the man writ
hed even more, trying to thrust his hips up.

  “No, yes…no!”

  Daniel saw Seldon wipe pre-cum from the tip of his own huge cock and reach between the man’s legs. He groaned as Seldon’s arm flexed and moved before his breath caught and he undulated his ass, lifting it enough for Daniel to see Seldon’s fingers buried in his ass.

  Daniel closed his eyes again and focused on finding a comfortable position while shackled to the bed frame. Both men groaned now, and Daniel peeked to see Seldon push his cock inside the man.

  “Still want me to stop?”

  “Yes, no, I mean…Oh fuck!” the man panted, throwing his head from side to side. Then he arched off the bed, panting heavily. Seldon pulled back only to push back in, and now Daniel thought he knew what the dose did. The guy was fighting the sex with his mind only, because his body looked to be afire with lust. He moved to get more friction and contact as he opened himself up to Seldon, wrapping his legs around the Incubus to pull him closer.

  The big man let go of the arms he had pinned to the bed, and the breeder reached to pull Seldon in with both arms and legs, holding on and moaning incentives as Seldon picked up speed. They kissed. Deep and hungry kisses. How could Seldon be like this with a guy who had just tried to kill him with a chair? How could he lie entangled in a man’s limbs like this, push into him, and make him moan so intimately?

  Daniel felt like some peeping Tom. He’d never seen guys go at it. He’d seen a gay couple at school steal a kiss, and it had done absolutely nothing for him. They had been pimpled and gangly teenagers—these were well-built mature men with chest hairs and muscles moving around on the sheets as one.

  He had to admit the sounds from the bed caused a reaction. Either that or his mind was becoming desperate from the thought that he’d have no sex for the next three years. He’d be fucking his own fist, and that was it while Seldon was going to fuck just about everybody.