In the quaint, sleepy college town of Huntsville, history has an eerie way of repeating itself generation after generation ... When in-the-closet college student Matthew Rhodes arrives at the old building in the town's historical district, little does he realize his life is about to take a sudden and dramatic turn. He is certainly prepared to earn extra income by posing nude for erotica artist Skylar Novak, and definitely anxious to discover if the sexy and reclusive man has an interest in him other than one of an artistic nature. But things get complicated when Matthew meets a handsome stranger lurking outside the artist's door. A stranger who has a sudden and compelling effect on him before disappearing in the blink of an eye. Matthew and Skylar quickly discover they share both an uncontrollable and supernatural bond with each other, leading to a red-hot and steamy affair, but they also realize they are mysteriously linked to the stranger. Is he even a man at all, or could he be an entity from another plane of existence with lecherous designs of his own? And could his connection to Matthew and Skylar have historical significance, involving an elaborate and desperate plan that has miserably failed every generation for centuries? Before the situation can drive him insane, Matthew is determined to open his mind to new possibilities and learn the whole truth. But in doing so, will his burgeoning love and unquenchable sexual appetite for Skylar, the man of his dreams, suffer in the process? Or will his actions secure their love for eternity?

Art for Art's Sake

The tip of the ghost’s cock smeared additional pre-cum against my tingling hole. “So, you willinglygive yourself to me, Matthew?” he asked, his voice a growl of desire.


“I just want to make absolutely certain you wantme to fill you. That you, a descendant of Gregor Rhodeleska, willingly wantsmy cock inside of him, that this is notrape.”


“Yes, yes, damn it, I want your cock inside me.” Seemingly of their own volition, my hips bucked backward in a futile attempt to capture more than his crown within my ass-lips. “I want you to fuck me, Arturo. Do it now. Let me feel that cock inside me now.”


Once again, he breached my entrance, only this time, he slid farther into me, adding inch after inch of his abundant erection. And fast. A proctologist’s exam from hell. I bit my lower lip, suppressing the whimpers and groans as the agony increased.


“Hey, Doctor Dick, go slower, huh?” I barked over my shoulder.


“Sorry, Matthew. I will try to curb my enthusiasm.”


Chapter 94