Jeff looked down at the empty drink in his hand. This had been his fourth pitcher of beer. He poured himself the night's last glass and downed the bitter liquid in two large gulps. The feeling was pushing at the back of his mind. He eyed the slender bartender as she walked over. "Had enough?" the woman smirked and brushed her long hair from her face.
Jeff had found his victim. He ran his thumb along the edge of the knife on his pocket, causing a small cut to form. The small trickle of blood caused him to hunger for the sight of blood even more ferociously. "Yeah," His words slurred as he spoke. "But... I haven't had enough of your service," Jeff noticed the nervousness in the voice as the woman spoke, blushing.
"O.. Oh..." The woman looks down at jeff.
"Let me show you something. Come with me," He whispered, tracing his thumb along the woman's hand. The feeling was intensifying, and Jeff was willing to do anything to spill this woman's blood.
The bartender blushed. "Oh. S.. Sure." She beamed.
Jeff smirked. He could be quite the womanizer.
The woman, Lindsey was her name, shivered. "Its cold out here." She slid her hands into the pockets of her blue coat. "Hey... I didn't ask." She looked up at jeff, his hood still casting a shadow over his face.
"My name?" Jeff started to laugh, chuckling at first. His laughter gradually became louder and more insane. He grabbed the woman by her hair, yanking her face close to his and removing his hood. "My name... Is jeff the killer." He pulled out his knife.
The woman screamed at the sight of his face, his wide, unblinking eyes. The scarred, white skin of his face, the burnt black skin in place of his eyelids. Worst of all, his mouth was carved into a permanent smile. She gasped and tried to struggle away from jeff, kicking and clawing at him. "What the fuck are you?!" she yelled, almost sobbing.
Jeff laughed again, tilting his head back. "What do you think I am? I'm human." Jeff traced his knife along her face, a thin line of blood forming. The woman screamed and began to sob.
"Please!" She sobbed. "Please don't hurt me!"
Jeff began to carve her mouth, blood pouring down her chin and staining her sweater. "Don't you want to be beautiful?" He tilted his head and looked into her eyes, red and blotchy from tears. He laughed and pressed his knife into her throat, his laughter becoming louder as she gasped her final breath.
Jeff left the "smiling" corpse on the ground, walking through the woods. He heard sirens in the distance. She had screamed too loud. Jeff started running but stopped, feeling a chill down his spine.
He turned around to see a note nailed to a tree, fluttering in the breeze. He tore it off and held it close to his face, examining it. He frowned, well, tried to frown. All that the note had was an "o" with an "x" scratched messily through it. Jeff remembered the symbol from somewhere. He shivered as he turned around. Behind him was none other than slenderman.
Jeff gasped and fell to his knees, his vision becoming static. His world went black.
He woke up completely nude. The sky seemed even darker. Jeff was feeling something. Not the feeling. Jeff was scared. He looked around in panic, his heart pounding. His eyes were even wider, if possible, and his breathing was shallow. He could feel the thin mans presence near. "Wh... What do you want? Why haven't you killed me?" Jeff heard a deep chuckle, seeming to come from his own mind.
"Well, what fun would that be?" Slenderman echoed in a deep tone.
Jeff, disoriented and half drunk, got to his knees in an attempt to stand. Slenderman stepped out of the shadows and stood behind Jeff. "Nuh-uh-uh," Slenderman mused, pushing Jeff to his hands and knees with a long black tentacle. "I'm not nearly done with you." He slid a second tentacle around the boy's waist, constricting it slightly. Jeff gasped and blushed, the wet and surprisingly warm tentacle pulsating around his waist gave him a completely new feeling. A tingle all over.
"S... Stop.... Let me g-" Jeff's voice was hushed by another wet tendril wrapped around his mouth. The Slenderman pulled the thin young man by the waist, causing him to fall onto his back.
"Hush now, Jeffery," Slendermans deep voice echoed inside Jeff's head. He heard a hiss of laughter. "You know.... You look beautiful in the moonlight." Jeff blushed and gritted his teeth, his brow frustrated despite his permanent smile.
Jeff managed to pry the tendril from his mouth. "Okay, Slendy-Man," Jeff propped himself up on an elbow. "What the fuck do you want?" A deep chuckle was heard within Jeff's head.
"You, obviously." Jeff could somehow feel the wicked grin that Slenderman's face couldn't show. The Slenderman's tone sent a chill down jeffs spine.
"Wh.. What do you mean?" Jeff's voice cracked nervously. What was he saying? Jeff knew exactly what Slenderman meant. He heard a deep chuckle as the Slenderman appeared in front of him, straddling him forcefully. Jeff whined, leaning his face away from that of Slenderman, but failed as he felt a wet tentacle push on the back of his neck.
Jeff's lips met the creature's smooth face and his head swam. "Mnm..." He let out a soft moan and rubbed his tongue on Slenderman's flat mouth. He felt a small opening as the creature slid it's long, black tongue into his mouth. Jeff was blushing hard, a small amount of blood trickled out of his almost non-existent nose. "What am I doing..?" Jeff thought. "I have to escape.."
Jeff looked around him but all to be seen was the trees and the Slenderman, now rubbing his long tongue against Jeff's tender neck. Jeff moaned and bit his bottom lip, red as the blood he spilled. "Where did he put my clothes...?" Jeff mumbled. Hearing this, Slenderman wrapped more tendrils around him, pulsating them and rubbing them on his slender thighs.
"Your things are back at my house..." Slenderman whispered through Jeff's mind. He faked giving up, retracting the tendrils and standing up before smoothing his suit. "I will retreive them for you. You may carry on with your night." The tall man began to walk away from the hot, panting boy.
"What is wrong with me...?" Jeff leaned his head back and panted harder. "He barely even touched me and I practically melted into him..." He glanced at the tall man and quickly stood up, legs shaking. "W.. wait!" Jeff stumbled after Slenderman. The creature grinned, if you could call it that, and turned around.
"Yess...?" The Slenderman hissed through Jeffs mind, eyeing the quivering boy. Jeff looked up at the tall man that controlled him so well, his face red.
"I...." His voice cracked and he ran over to his new master, getting on his knees in front of the Slenderman. Jeff sensed the creatures dark smile as it ran a hand through the long, dark hair, pulling it softly. Jeff undid the dark pants and immedeately felt a long tentacle enter his mouth, much thicker than the others.
Jeff heard a deep chuckle. "I didn't think that you would be this easy...." The Slenderman began to thrust slowly, causing the young man to gag. Jeff's face flushed a deep red that a heart as dark as his shouldn't be able to produce. He looked up at Slenderman as he sucked the hardening black tentacle. "Good boy..." Slenderman stroked Jeffs hair and begain to coat him in the slimy, black tendrils. Jeff could do nothing but let out a small moan. The pulsating tendrils sent chills of pleasure down the young man's spine and his cock throbbed, eager for release.
Slendy pulled out of Jeff's mouth, the full 14 inches of the black appendege fully hard and throbbing. Jeff sat on his knees shaking, letting out soft sighs of pleasure as the thin creature wrapped his hand around his new toy's hard cock, constricting his vibrating tentacles all over Jeff's body. Slenderman gently pulled jeff to his hands and knees, crouching behind him. Slenderman's large cock was oozing a clear slime as he forced the tip of it into Jeff's tight asshole.
Jeff sighed and moaned loudly, arching his back. "Oh.. G-God..." He shivered in pleasure as Slenderman thrust in more, hitting his gspot. "Why am I submitting to him..." Jeff thought, whining and sighing in pleasure. "I... I know I don't usually submit to... these kinds of feelings." He moaned and tried to move, but his limbs were completely restricted by the black tendrils. They spread his legs a bit more and Slendy began to pound harder, leaning down and kissing the boy's neck and cheek lovingly.
The Slenderman knew Jeff was sobering up and would soon realize that the note he had found cursed him, putting him in Slendy's complete control. He wrapped a tendril around Jeff's nine inches, stroking it vigorously with the vibrating tentacle. He immensely enjoyed watching the young man squirm to hold in his release. Jeff began to sweat, panting and sighing sensually. The pulsating sensations all over his body were almost becoming too much for the young man. He was about ready to explode when the Slenderman pushed in as hard as he could, his large cock squirting his grayish, creamy release. Jeff whined loudly and came with a soft scream, the gooey liquid squirting all over his torso and face.
The Slenderman brushed Jeff's long hair from his face, pressing his smooth mouth against the young man's tender, red lips. Jeff lay limp and panting in Slenderman's slowly retracting tentacles. His mind was swimming.
"M... My clothes..." he stuttered, barely able to talk. A lock of hair fell away from his neck, revealing Slendy's curse mark. Slenderman chuckled darkly.
"Back at my house. Where else?" Jeff sensed the creature's smile and felt a chill down his spine. "Come on, then." The Slenderman picked up the limp, exhausted body and carried Jeff to an abandoned looking house in the woods.
Jeff woke up clothed, minus his boxers. He was sore in areas he'd rather not mention... "Ack..." He felt a sharp pain on his neck and brought his hand to the tiny curse mark. He shrugged. "Must've been a bug...." Although secretly he knew what had happened. He belonged to the Slenderman now.
The creature watched, grinning as Jeff walked out of the woods. Jeff noticed a paper flailing on a nearby tree. The note read: "We can play again soon." -Slenderman.