Blog Fiction Series: Subtle Influences, Episode 1
Subtle Influences, Episode 1
He woke up with an erection.
Normally, there would be nothing particularly notable about that. He was male. It happens. But the moment he opened his eyes, he knew it wasn’t that he had simply woken up with a chubby. His chubby had awakened him. More specifically, the lovely sensations radiating from the highest point of every man’s body; at least when he was laying down.
Daven stared at the ceiling, waiting for the plain green paint come into focus before turning his attention to his stiff penis. There it was pitching a ten in the white bed sheet that covered his lower body. Almost immediately he realized that his penis was acting like a radio tower, picking up the sexual signals of the female vigorously masturbating next to him.
Lil didn’t yet realize he was conscious, giving him a few minutes to take in the almost picture perfect pornographic scene next to him. The bottom of her sleep gown was hiked up to her hips, exposing smooth peach legs that were arranged haphazardly on the bed. Her hand moved rhythmically between hairless vaginal lips.
Her tempo varied between slow and fast. He could feel the sensations undulating between a quick rise and a slow cool down. Her eyes were closed but she didn’t appear to be thinking of anything in particular. Just random images of men and women; sometimes engaged in sexual intercourse and sometimes simply parading around naked showing of their assorted curves and muscles.
Too soon the activity stopped. She opened her orange brown eyes and smiled at him. “I knew that would wake you up.”
“I’m awake,” he confirmed.
“My hand is tired,” she said, answering his feelings of disappointment when it was apparent she wasn’t going to continue. She sat up on the bed. “Do you know how long I’ve been at it? Half an hour. Now that I know it takes forever to wake you up that way, I’m not doing it again.”
“Did you climax? I would have woken up from that,” he protested.
“No because you would have gotten cum all over the sheets and I know how much you hate that.”
“True.”
“Now that you are awake,” she said with a big smile, “It’s time to get up.” She grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him in an upright position.
“No, I don’t want to get up,” he said, resisting her efforts.
“Oh come on,” she cajoled. “You’ve been asleep for 26 hours. I didn’t even think that was possible.”
“I wasn’t asleep the whole time.”
“Bathroom breaks don’t count,” she said, pulling on his arm again. “You must actually stay awake and feed and shower and take me outside. I am the shadow and I need to replenish my energy stores with lots of natural sunlight.”
He made a face turning his head to see blue sunlight streaming in the bedroom through the floor to ceiling windows. “Just stand by the window.”
“I did that yesterday. I want some fresh air.”
“Just open the window.”
“Daven,” she gave him a slightly frustrated look.
“Lil, today I want to obey the laws of physics. My body is at rest and wants to stay at rest.”
“I’m not eating energy balls all day again today. First of all, only nasty red ones are left. Second, I ate too many and I’m starting to feel over stimulated.”
She stood up and kicked the covers aside exposing his naked body. The cool air caused his chubby to shrink back into a stubby. He was sad to see it go. “Get up, get up, get up,” she said jumping up and down in an attempt to bounce him out of bed.
“All the bouncing in the world isn’t going to make me get out of this bed.” But he spoke too soon. The jarring reminded Daven his bladder was full.
“And take a shower ‘cause you’re ripe,” she said.
Reluctantly, he dragged himself out of the bed and trudged to the bathroom. After relieving himself, he took one look at his reflection in the mirror and decided it was probably a good idea to clean up a little even if he did plan on spending the day in bed again.
Well, most of the day anyway. Lil was right. He did have to take her outside. As his shadow, or soul as the religious whimsically called them, she didn’t eat food to sustain herself. Rather, she produced her own energy but required at least thirty minutes in the sun on a daily basis. He didn’t quite understand the biology. Something to do with energy from the sunlight serving as a catalyst of some sort in the process.
Daven suspected this is why he’d been so lethargic of late. For two weeks he had been trapped at the office working to finish a coding project by the due date. It never ceased to amaze him how the bureaucracy at his workplace would stall a project until the very last minute forcing him and his coworkers to scramble to complete it. It was exhausting on all levels, even spiritually. All he could do at the end of a production was sleep.
Lil was all too familiar with the routine having suffered through all them with him. He didn’t blame her for wanting to go outside and get some fresh air. She had been subsisting on energy balls and lightboxes, rooms that simulated the energy of the sun, to keep from burning out and falling ill. And since they were interconnected on every level except the physical one, he would suffer whatever fate befell her.
He brushed his teeth. In the mirror, he could see the laundry basket overflowing with dirty clothing and he took a moment to look around the bathroom. It had definitely seen cleaner days. He suspected the rest of the apartment didn’t look much better. Daven sighed, feeling a distinct lack of motivation.
After showering and using his last remaining clean towel to dry off, he returned to the bedroom not even bothering to look for clean clothes to put on. Instead, he went to the window to see what the weather looked like before turning back towards the bed.
Lil wasn’t kidding about being over stimulated. She lay on her stomach, vigorously waving her feet in the air while chewing on her thumbnail. She stared at the television set as though at any moment a million gold coins were going to pour out of its flat screen. He could feel the nervous energy coursing through her and it was starting to make him restless too.
“I don’t think we are going outside anytime soon,” he said.
She gave a small grimace. “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.” But the next moment, she snapped her head around to look at him, a large smile filling her eager face.
“And yes we will go to the Vigorosa Spa,” he said.
“Yay,” she exclaimed clapping excitedly.
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Lil turned back to the television. Although the screen looked like plain static to him, it was a station designed specifically for shadows. It was raw code which required the computational powers of the shadow mind to compile into usable images and sound. In fact, he could feel the television program playing in the background of his mind.
“No, don’t change it,” Lil protested as Daven snatched up the remote and entered in a random number. He didn’t like Lil watching that channel but he couldn’t say exactly what about it that bothered him. “We are not watching Batball,” she declared as he dropped on the bed next to her.
“I haven’t watched a Batball game since the season started,” he said.
“It’s so boring. All they do is hit a ball across a field.”
“I can’t believe we are the same person.”
She snatched the remote from him, “It’s called being complex.” She flipped to a game show where adult contestants competed for prize money by answering questions designed for school aged children.
“What is the official scientific name for Valosians?”
“Homo Sapiens Sanguine,” Lil answered. Daven snatched the remote control from her. “Hey!”
“That game is an insult to intelligent adults everywhere.” He entered in another random channel. After a moment, he realized it was a show they both enjoyed watching; a police procedural where law enforcement agents used a mixture of science and metaphysics to track down killers. They looked at each other in a silent truce and watched.
Now that he was conscious and moving around, Daven realized he hadn’t eaten anything or fed in over a day. He was hungry for food and for essence. But he couldn’t decide if he wanted to feed first or get breakfast.
Lil pushed her long, curly brown hair to one side exposing the soft, creamy skin of her neck. “Feed first,” she said. “That will make some of this excess energy go away.”
Daven didn’t hesitate. He climbed on top of her as she flattened herself against the bed. She was warm but it was more than body heat that infused his pale, cool skin. It was the warmth of life emanating from her; the essence that filled and sustained all living things. Having Lil this close to him was like being outside in the sun. Soothing and stimulating at the same time.
He placed one hand in her hair and one on her upper arm enjoying the feel of her silky skin under his fingers. In contrast to his bluish white skin, she was a warm, peach color that always made him think of biting into one when he fed. He kissed the skin at the junction where her neck met her shoulder. She sighed and he felt the flare of pleasure course through her body.
Once, at First Day worship, he confessed to the family priest that he got sexually excited every time he fed on Lil. The priest told him that feeding was supposed to be a strictly spiritual experience and not a sexual one. Though they were two beings coexisting as one person, they were considered to be the same person simply separated into two distinct levels of existence; the physical body with all its earthly needs and the shadow which facilitated the flow of divine wisdom from God to His imperfect creation.
He remembered the priest giving him disapproving look and sternly lecturing that sexual pleasure experienced during feeding or any other interaction with one’s shadow was considered a sin and acting on those feelings were to defile one’s soul. Two days later, the man was caught defiling the shadows of little boys. That was the last time Daven went to First Day worship.
The life energy of their shadow sustained them just like the food he ate and the air he breathed. No doubt there was a spiritual element to feeding but there was also a violent one. Feeding required biting into Lil’s body and sucking her essence into his body. Inexplicably, the experience was intensely pleasurable for both of them. The religious could talk all they want but the sexual aspect was never going to be condemned away.
He held her close, burying his face in her neck and breathed deeply. She smelled sweet, warm, and spicy like nutmeg. He rested his lips against her neck, feeling the rhythmic pulse of life flowing through the thick vein. Trying to be as gentle as possible but feeling that animalistic impulse, he sank his elongated incisors into her neck. She tensed slightly at the pinch but relaxed immediately as tingles flooded her body.
Drinking essence was like drinking liquid sunshine. It filled him with light and unleashed a myriad of emotions like hope, compassion, and love. It was like a strong wind blowing through a house and opening every door to chase away the must and dust. At the same time, it was unbelievably stimulating. All of his senses were heightened. Tingles flowed through his veins waking up every part of his body. By the time he had had his fill, he was fully aroused again.
Reluctantly, he broke away and watched as the small wound on her neck healed itself. He kissed the now smooth skin feeling as though he were glowing. Lil could feel his erection. It was an odd sensation. Not only could he feel her body against him but he could also feel his body on her from her perspective. It was like being in an echo chamber where the sensations bounced from one body to another in an infinite loop.
She parted her thighs and pressed against him. He obliged her pushing himself as deep inside as he could go. She felt hot and wet and tight against his cock which was strange considering shadows supposedly had not physical characteristics of their own. His father once told him that how a shadow looked, felt, smelled, and even tasted was an illusion. They were mirrors, he said, who reflected the thoughts and expectations of the physical mind. Daven wasn’t so sure about that.
While he never had been able to figure out if she truly felt sexual pleasure or if she was simply reflecting his feelings of lust back to him, she moved and responded like a real female. Their unique connection ensured they were the perfect sex partners who did everything right to guarantee an explosive finish.
He slipped his hand under her body to reach the stiff button nestled between thick vaginal lips. “Oh,” she moaned low in her throat at his caress.
Feeling the impulse, he withdrew from her and Lil turned over. She pulled her nightgown off, letting it slip over the edge of the bed to the floor. She looked like a fantasy with her mass of dark brown hair spread out in a curly halo around her face. Those peculiar orange brown eyes stared lustfully at him. Large breasts formed the top half of an hour glass shape that ended with full hips. Open legs exposed a bare vagina whose thick lips gaped open slightly to display the wet scarlet colored inner folds.
He loved committing this particular mortal sin.
“Ah,” she let out a soft moan as he worked himself inside. Her pussy greedily swallowed every inch of him even suckling slightly as the smattering of slightly raised bumps right above the base of his cock came into contact with her clitoris. “Slow,” she whispered.
He thrust deep and slow, stopping every few moments to ground his pelvis against her. He loved the sounds she made. She wanted it to last longer. So did he. Too soon their climax approached. He couldn’t hold himself back any more. Before he knew it he was pounding her pussy hard and fast. He felt the sweet release of her orgasm just moments before his own; the sweet high rebounding between them for several intense minutes before slowly subsiding.
He lay on top of her for a few moments before pushing himself up on his forearms. “Okay?”
“Of course,” Lil said with a sweet smile. “Again.” She took his smiling face in her hands and kissed him.
Suddenly, his bedroom door flew open.
They stared in shock at the figure of his sister and her shadow standing in the doorway. She looked at Daven, at Lil, and then at Daven a disapproving frown clouding her already stern face. “Are you going to stay in bed masturbating all day?”
[To Be Continued...]
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I am a writer. I write a variety of things including articles, short stories, and novels. I’m a big fan of science fiction and fantasy but I also enjoy reading and writing erotica, some of which you will find on my website. I write mainly for pleasure but I do hope to eventually get published. [
I really enjoyed this. Just yesterday I found myself inadvertantly watching a TV movie called ‘Paradox’ (starring Kevin Sorbo, who’s always pleasant to look at) – the plot sucked, but it postulated a parallel world where everything was powered by magic, and science was considered a fringe belief. I got the same sort of vibe from this, in that it’s fascinating to learn the minutiae of a world superficially similar to our own, but radically different in so many ways. Looking forward to future episodes!
Hi Alice,
Thank you so much for reading the story and the compliment. I’ve always been fascinated by the idea of parallel worlds; so I thought I would try my hand at creating one. It’s certainly been an adventure so far. Hopefully, I’ll have the next episode finished in a week or so.