The Curse of the Romani by Gryffindor

Stefan’s pace quickened as he ran through the trees but couldn’t find any sign of Ian. He had just sped past a very large tree trunk when he felt something grab onto this back. Before his mind could register what was happening Stefan found himself on the ground. Ian had him pinned to the forest floor. His body covered nearly every inch of Stefan’s muscular frame.

“I see you caught me, Ian.” Stefan slowly licked his lips as he gazed up at the beautiful man on top of him.

“Only because you run through the woods like a rampaging bear, Stefan.” Ian’s light laughter echoed through the dark trees.

Stefan’s breath caught in his throat as Ian’s words flowed over him. The air in the forest suddenly seemed thicker than before. He could almost feel electricity sparking through the air. The Ian that was lying on top of him looked nothing like the Ian he had known, but the two men nearly sounded the same. The present Ian repeating things to him exactly as he had heard them centuries ago. Ian’s laughter stilled as he saw the intense look that Stefan was giving him.

“What’s wrong?” Ian was concerned. He stood up and helped Stefan to his feet.

“Nothing at all.” Stefan leaned forward and began sucking on Ian’s bottom lip.

As the two men shared another hot, intense kiss they began pawing at each other’s clothes. The need to feel their naked flesh touch was overpowering. Ian broke the kiss as he looked into Stefan’s hungry eyes. They started to undress themselves. Stefan moved faster than his human counterpart and stood before Ian completely naked. His erection slapped up against his belly and glistened in the faint moonlight. Ian stood still with his white briefs still on.

Ian’s eyes roamed over the naked beautiful man in front of him. His dick ached to be released as he watched Stefan ran his hands over his smooth, taut chest. His tongue darted out and moistened his lips as Stefan reached down and cupped his own balls. His eyes focused on the large, uncut erection that sat above Stefan’s smooth balls. Ian was very aware of the fact that Stefan was teasing him, fueling his passion. Stefan was using every ounce of strength he had to stop himself from pouncing on the angel that stood before him.

As Ian slowly, and teasingly, slid his briefs off Stefan felt the entrance to his body twitch in anticipation. He wanted Ian to claim his body, to take what he could give. The moonlight made Ian’s body almost glow. Stefan’s eyes paused as he noticed something on Ian’s left hip. He stepped forward to inspect the mark he saw there. Stefan’s fingers lightly traced the pale, pink strawberry shape on Ian’s hip.

“It’s a birthmark.” Ian blushed as he felt Stefan’s fingers rub his hip. “I hate it.”

“It’s not possible.” Stefan could feel his eyes becoming moist. His breathing became ragged, and Stefan felt like he was going to pass out.

“What’s not possible?” Ian grabbed onto Stefan’s shoulders to steady him. The gorgeous man in front of him had begun to sway slightly.

“Your birthmark.” Stefan’s eyes refused to look away from the pale shape. “Ian, I mean my Ian, had the exact same birthmark.”

Ian could tell by the fear in Stefan’s voice that he wasn’t lying. His grandmother’s words from earlier in the day echoed through his mind. She was going to tell him about his destiny. As he gazed at Stefan’s trembling body something stirred deep within his soul. Ian knew deep in his heart that he belonged Stefan, the same way that Stefan belonged to him.

“I love you.” The words came out of Ian’s mouth before he even knew what was happening. Stefan’s head snapped up in shock. “Don’t ask me to explain it, but I know that my heart belongs to you. You are mine.”

The intensity in Ian’s voice caused shivers to run up and down Stefan’s spine, and in that moment he knew that Ian spoke the truth. His soul recognized the man in front of him, and it was telling him that his Ian had returned. Granted the man in front of him bore no resemblance to his ancestor besides the birthmark, but Stefan knew that somehow, someway, his Ian had found a way to return to him.

report Stefan pulled Ian against him, and both men groaned as their flesh came into contact for the first time. Their thick members rubbing fluidly against each other as the men shared another kiss. Ian’s hands ran down Stefan’s back and began to massage Stefan’s sexy ass. Stefan arched his body as he felt one of Ian’s fingers slip into his hot crack.

“Take what is yours, my love.” Stefan panted.

Ian growled and pulled Stefan to the ground. Stefan’s head began to spin as he smelled the earthy scent of the forest mixed with Ian’s own natural scent. Ian broke the kiss and began to let his mouth travel down Stefan’s body. His lips quickly found one of Stefan’s hard nipples, and his tongue darted out to tease the point of flesh. Stefan’s fingers tangled in Ian’s long hair as he groaned out in pleasure. Stefan’s fingers pulled Ian’s head against his chest as he felt Ian start to chew and suck on his chest.

The head of Ian’s cock dripped heavily as it rubbed against Stefan’s smooth, large balls. The exquisite friction only fueled the fires that burned in both men. The muscles in Ian’s bubble ass flexed as he thrusted against his lover. Stefan’s body trembled as Ian’s mouth slowly made its way down across his flat abs. His hands pressed on Ian’s shoulder urging his lover to move further down.

Stefan nearly exploded in pleasure as he felt Ian’s tongue slip under his foreskin and then a warm wetness engulfed the mushroom head of his cock. Fingertips barely grazed against his balls as Stefan groaned. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he tried to hold back his orgasm. He had barely regained control as he felt Ian’s lips and seductive tongue slide down the length of his thick cock. Stefan felt Ian’s nose bury itself into the hair surrounding his cock as Ian’s throat muscles massaged his sensitive head.

Ian started a slow, teasing pace as his mouth slid up and down his lover’s erection. Fluid continuously leaked from Stefan’s cock and Ian devoured every drop. Ian used his lips and tongue to tease and play with the tight skin that surrounded his lover’s cock. The delicious nectar surged across his tongue as Ian licked and sucked the mushroom head. Ian was surprised at how easily Stefan’s thickness slid into his eager throat. It was if his body had been made to pleasure the man that lay underneath him.

Ian could feel his lover’s body tense and gently pulled off of the throbbing cock. He was not ready for his lover to climax and instead he started tonguing the low hanging balls of his beautiful man. Stefan’s legs bent towards his chest to allow Ian easier access to his body. Stefan moaned Ian’s name over and over again as he felt Ian gently nip and chew on the sensitive sack of skin that held his balls.

A growl rumbled in the back of Stefan’s throat as Ian bit down on the sensitive patch of skin directly behind his nuts. Ian played with his body that way a master musician plays his favorite instrument. None of the many lovers Stefan had over the long years ever brought such pleasure to him. Any coherent thoughts that were left in Stefan’s head were gone as he felt Ian’s tongue slide between his muscular cheeks.

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