DISCLAIMER: standard thing applies, about being too young or not wanna know about two guys getting it on, I don't intend to fringe on WB Charmed creation, but haven't mentioned any lead role yet.
The summer break was mid way through; kids from the high school were still enjoying the time they had before college began, it was another warm night in San Francisco the local youth had gathered themselves at the Underground Nightclub which only opened 3 weeks ago, just in time for vacation. It was late, Daniel Chambers walked along the streets alone, reluctantly on his way home; he stood 6'10 and blonde hair visible in the dimly lighted streets, the reflection from his black leather jacket also illuminated him. He was of sound mind, wasn't drunk, nor did he take any form of drugs for the occasion, just a normal kid doing normal things with a normally inherited power of psychokinetic. He was a witch, born one, from a supernaturally active family, his duty to save innocents from the Demons the Warlock and the Darklighters all under the command of the Source of All Evil had always come first. However his parents had grown lazy and dependent on him to continue the tasks and to learn the craft himself.
It grew late, the moon was high in the night sky and the stars provided the only light, a field was all that separated him from home, an apartment by the bay. He became somewhat agitated; rustling in the tree attracted his attention in a worrying way. The rustling continued, sounds came from all directions,
"Who's there?" he called, fear obviously in the voice. He body suddenly went stiff as sharp shooting pain hit his back, loosing strength he fell to his knees.
His eyes opened, so tired and still in pain. Not much could be seen, it was dark, a few specks of light from the corner of his vision. He could the ground beneath him, he lay on piles of hay, and around cold stone blocks what made up the chamber. He managed the strength to sit himself up, as his vision returned and pain gone he noticed a clean shaven young man across the room, he sat at the table, watching him, dark brown hair spiked, dark tanned skin, and body covered in black clothing with a leather jacket. He lay back on a chair with his feet on the table, grinning.
"Who are you?" he said,
"My names Malek"
"Where am I, what am I doing here?"
"You're in the underworld, and you're my hostage, and if your parents don't pay up, let's just say you'll end up like the rest," he replied pointing to the various piles of ashes around the room.
3 days went by, Daniel tried to escape on various occasions, but he had no luck, all the doors were bolted or melted shut, there was no other openings, and the wall seemed to be miles thick. He also got caught several times trying to smash the door down, when Malek caught him; he would beat Daniel to the pile hay in the corner. The only way in or out was either shimmer out. Malek wasn't always around sometimes he would be out fighting and return bruised, other times he would bet some grilled steaks from a cheap supplier at the piers, just to feed Daniel.
Fought often, when he was trying to escape, when the ransom wasn't paid by his parents, when Daniel would point out Malek's flaws; telling him what a useless demon he was. They would beat each other when they had the chance. Other time they would sit in their corners and watch each other. Malek wasn't that older than Daniel, maybe a year of two, he stood at 6'1 too, but his built was a lot stronger; it's why he would overpower Daniel in the fights.
After a while the fights stopped, and were replaced with conversation, Malek was trying to gain enough power to become the next Source of All Evil before the Seer would take over, that's why he need his mothers Molecular Kinetic powers. But before becoming a demon, he was normal college student, studied Engineering, he lost his mind when his parents divorced, he didn't take it well, and was recruited when he sought vengeance on the secretary who had the affair with his father and caused the chaos, she and everyone else in the officer build died in the fire.
One day, Malek returned to the chamber that held Daniel, he was hurt badly, a cut running down his shoulder and over his chest, Daniel rushed to his aid, demon or not, he couldn't turned down helping someone in pain. Malek tried to back him off, he didn't want the sort of help that would damage his pride. But Daniel was persistent. He managed to remove the leather jacket, but couldn't help with the tank top in the way, as it was already torn in place Daniel ripped it off of Malek's body, to his shock was the gorgeous sight of Malek's body, hard pecs, defined cut abs, and strong V-shaped body. As his power began the cells around the wound speeded up the healing processes, and within seconds the cut was gone.
"You didn't have to," Malek said softly
"I wanted to." Daniel replied, unaware that his hands where softly stroking the inside of his legs, a bugle began to form in Malek's crotch, as it did with Daniel.
Malek with his hands run then under Daniels tight black shirt, feeling the ripples in his abs and with his strength tore apart the shirt. To his surprise was a young body of an athletic, bodybuilding stud. It wasn't a big as Malek but strong enough. Their lips embraced, kissing each other and hold them tightly together, Malek laid Daniel on the table removing both their pants he held his own 8 inch hard cut cock, and slid it into Daniel ass. Fucking him hard, Daniel screamed in pleasure, "OH GOD! OH GOD! YES! YES! HARDER!" he called out in ecstasy, Malek's hip were now pounding on Daniels ass, the table he laid on rocked back and forth, the legs creaking as the wood rubbed amongst themselves. A sudden wave of heat overcame their bodies, sweating, the warms, the friction, the pleasure they felt was overwhelming, as if passion flowed through their blood and left it to boil. Malek hadn't yet made a sound other than the forceful grunting when he pushed his cock deeper into Daniels tight ass. However now you could hear him loudly, the sounds of bliss could be heard under his heavy breathing, "oh...oh...OH!" this was a sure sound that he ready to blow his load, the feeling that Malek's cock began to swell, that it pushed against the wall of his ass was another sign. His groaning became louder, echoing throughout the room. His erotic cries reached it growing peak and finally he stopped, a warm cream heated the inside of Daniels ass, the movement slowed and everything came to halt. Malek rolled over and laid next to Daniel on the table,
"You always do this to your hostages?"
"No, you're just special,"
"Cool, gotta get kidnapped more often," Out of breath Daniel began to slowly stroke his cock, the 7 inch still stood hard, he tilted his head back, he knew where to touch it, where to make it feel the best,
"What are you doing?" asked Malek
"I'm jackin'"
"No you're not,"
"Yes I am,"
"No your not," Malek jumped to his feet again, only wearing his replaced pants and shoes he signalled Daniel to get up to, slightly sore he managed to stand. Holding him from the back Malek lifted him and cradled him like a child, with one burst of strength he lifted his naked body in a bicep curl and brought forth his waist to lips. Daniel cock as finally in his mouth and being sucked harder than ever could be imagined. As before the cry of pleasure bellowed through out the room, his tongue could be felt rubbing on the underside of his cock, up and down, the head touching the end of his throat sending a sensation back up and through the rest of his body. After what felt like hours pleasure Malek began feeding on Daniels cum, it slowly trickled down his throat, the sucking action on his mouth pumping his cock dry.