Parasite Chapter 1: Eyes on the Family
Eli flung the door open and was immediately hit with the weight of the sight in front of him, in his room.
His step-father Alejandro was wrapped up in bondages and held in place on his bed. His eyes were wide, light chocolate skin bruised and tightly wound. He shifted against his constraints sharply, the rope pulling on the bed frame but was immediately stomped down by a tall black laced boot into his stomach. He yelled into his gag, and she turned her face to the door to see her son, lying on his back and elbows, eyes wide in shock and horror.
“Sorry son, we thought your room would work better for this. We didn’t think you’d come back up so soon. Go and find Theo and play with him, okay? I know you boys love to play.” Beth replied coldly, her boot digging into Andy as she looked at her son. Then she turned back to him, their eyes locking and his immediately relearning something intrinsic and primal that is both intuitive and shared between people. He pulled on his bondages again, fettered in place and cried out as Beth’s foot rose up again, this time the boot fell lower and forced out a more pathetic scream from the rich man.
Eli yelled at the same time, stumbled up and ran away, but immediately ran back, refusing to look into the parallel universe that was in his room right now, slammed the door shut then ran out of the door of their suite.
Breathing harsh, pulling his hands up to his eyes and leaning against the wall, Eli tried to recover. His shirt held against his body, detailing his slender but bulkening frame and continued to breathe heavily as he pulled his neck up and stretched out his shoulders and throat. His blue eyes were closed and his dirty blonde hair was a mess on his head.
“What the fuck… what… fuck…” Eli muttered to himself as he opened his eyes and screamed out again.
Those piercing brown, almost black eyes stared back at him, slanted in concern. Jay’s strong features stared back at him, sharp cheekbones and light brown skin with jet black hair that parted slightly in the middle and cut short at the sides. His bangs hung over his head like stalactites in a beautiful cave. His features were strong, shaped and masculine, but there was a gentle femininity underneath it, which made Jay look both soft and firm at the same time. Rugged but caring and submissive. His chin was sharp and long, and his cheek had a patch of shameless but youthful acne.
He put his two hands on either side of Eli, effectively trapping him between his taller and more mature frame, and the cold hard wall that Eli was relying on to keep him up. He couldn’t look away.
Eli looked deep into Jay’s eyes as he got closer, then down his bare chested, dashed with hair and sculpted, lean body, which radiated warmth and power. The corridor was shared with other families, but only a maid was in the corner of the corridor, but chose to ignore this scene.
Turning back to Jay, whose breath was warm as it dispersed along his face, Eli shivered and got high off the odor and intoxication in front of him. It was impossible to ignore. He pulled his eyes down at Jay’s pure black lycra tights, bare feet on the carpet of the rich ground. Eli couldn’t look away, the protruding bulging mass underneath Jay’s strong set of abs was hypnotic as Jay shifted slightly, getting closer to Eli. That mound of meat, full of life, stretched outwards like a round, mounted and full horn that was reaching out towards Eli, who had too many thoughts in his head. He slammed his head against the wall, breathing unevenly and pulled his hands up as Jay pulled a hand over to Eli’s head, where he slammed it against the wall.
Jay held it carefully, saying nothing and staring longingly at Eli. Eli stared back and found himself a moment to think. With Jay’s hot breath still falling over his face and covering his cold skin, Eli closed his eyes again, tried to shrink and thought long and hard, as a subtle familiarity touched the inner corners of Eli’s consciousness and began once more to lead him to the answers he’s looking for.
Theo opened the door and saw Eli changing in his room. He just had on boxer briefs, his jeans were around his ankles and his body has been developing much recently. His armpits are starting to grow hair and his frame was naturally muscular and masculine. Nonchalantly, Eli turned, smiled with his pants down and apologized as he turned back to the body mirror in front of him.
“Sorry, I’ll be dressed soon.”
Eli pulled on a shirt as Theo walked up to him, who noticed the double bubble under the bottom of his shirt. Eli’s back was to him as he stood in front of the mirror. Theo continued his momentum forward, step after step and swung his leg up between Eli’s pale spread legs. He felt the warmth of Eli’s body as his leg traveled, then felt it slam up and catch itself firmly between and above Eli’s strong thighs. Theo felt Eli’s body jiggle around his foot as it slammed up, spreading his cheeks lightly and causing his testsicles to turn into pancakes for a moment. The sound was loud and wet, and Eli’s legs bent down and inwards, as a bizarre sound escaped from his mouth.
The kick flattened his nuts as you could see in the mirror and feel if you were Eli or Theo. Eli’s body almost immediately curled over the kick and fell to his knees as Theo pulled his foot back. Eli moaned on the floor, head against the floor as he clutched at his balls and moaned loudly. Theo drifted over to his bed and laid back, looking up at the ceiling as he heard Eli’s moans of pain on the floor. Eli then tipped over to the floor, a leg up and both hands between his legs, which were almost invitingly spread on the floor as his face was a mask of pain. He pressed on his briefs as he groaned.
“Unnn… nnn my baaallls… got them good…” Eli whined as he slowly shifted and rolled onto his stomach, clutching his poor balls. His shirt hung over his body, underwear peaking underneath and pale, but strong and slim legs stretching out. Those legs have gotten longer and taller recently, with some more hairs than used to be there. Theo noticed this as he looked down at Eli and tried to hide a smile. Eli really is starting to look different, he thought to himself.
“Dad said we have to get ready to go soon.”
“Then why did you kick me in the baalllss… nnnrgh… ugh, feel it in my stomaachh… asshole.” Eli whined.
“Don’t be late, okay?” Theo got up, not hiding his smile anymore as he approached Eli and bent over to give him a quick, supportive wrap around with his arms. Some would even call this a hug.
Eli leaned his head in towards Theo’s chest as he did and yearned for more as Theo stood up and walked over him and back downstairs.
Eli was left on the floor, hurting but not in terrible shape. Ever since he and Theo had that altercation in the garden all that time ago, they have gotten much, much friendlier and have even started to play like this. Not super often, and Theo tends to be the one who plays like that, but Eli never found himself regretting much. How can he, living in a mansion like this?
But recently, Eli’s noticed things have started to gather some momentum. Theo has been more… impulsive, might be the word for it? He’s caught Eli off guard more often, which would sometimes include him curled over and clutching his balls. Eli’s a tough guy, so he can take it, but being a tough guy also doesn’t really make getting hit in the balls easier. It still makes him sore, despite the familiarity of it.
Anyways, it was time for the Torres family summer vacations and Eli already knows how it goes. They’re going on a cruise and will be able to spend a couple weeks relaxing on the nicest patio with amazing service, hang out with other teens their age if they want, watch some performances if they’d like and explore the islands when they reach them. It’s just a good time for Eli, who’s gotten used to this pampered life and hanging out with Theo. The two have been somewhat inseparable when at home and have grown very comfortable. They are used to talking about anything to each other, sharing memes and lying around together. They’re used to each other’s body too, in their own ways.
For example, Eli is used to Theo making contact with his balls and making sudden displays of intimacy. Nothing extreme, but as an example a few weeks ago, Eli was on the couch relaxing and Theo sat next to him and just held his hand between Eli’s thighs and played with his manhood for a moment. Eli was a little surprised but didn’t push Theo away. After a few moments, Theo stood up and went to the kitchen, not mentioning it again. Eli didn’t know what to make of it, but he thought it might just be Theo’s way of “affection”. Eli would often rest his head on Theo and cuddle, tease and be physical with him in more traditional ways, and often start wrestling with Theo. Theo would often react a little awkwardly but never pushed Eli away. Theo has, in many ways, accepted Theo in his life. The two step-brothers are in a very warm and nostalgic section of their relationship. To them though, there’s no nostalgia. It’s just their reality.
Eli eventually got up, put his jeans on and made his way downstairs, to where his luggage was already getting taken into the car by the servants. He saw Theo standing at the bottom of the stairs, walked up to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. Theo didn’t look or shift, knowing, expecting and accepting Eli already. Eli leaned in and kissed Theo on the cheek loudly, which did get a reaction out of him. Theo laughed awkwardly and elbowed Eli in the chest.
“Fuck you, get off me.” Theo pushed in good taste.
“That’s what you get for before, asshole.” Eli smirked, his freckles and dimples lighting up as he pinched Theo’s cheek and pushed himself off as his step bro tried to create distance between them.
“Haha, lucky that’s all I do too.” Eli looked around and noticed that the last of their luggage was getting taken outside. Mom and Alejandro weren’t there.
“Everyone’s in the car?” He asked.
Theo nodded as he picked up the book he had on the floor and turned to Eli. “Yeah. Ready for a fun vacation?”
Eli smiled and sat down on the stairs for a moment and stretched. He shifted his thighs as he did, the residual pain from before was still in his loins but it wasn’t enough to weigh him down. Just a mild inconvenience. Just a consequence of being a teenage boy.
“Yeah, as long as my balls can take it… better not be a bumpy ride either.”
Theo smirked and shook his head. “Eh, I’ll tell Mario to take the city route just for you. You know, the one with all the pot holes. He’s retiring soon, so he’ll do anything if you ask him, ‘Master Eli’” Theo teased Eli, who still isn’t used to being referred to in such a way.
“Fuck off, you know I hate that shit. And I don’t wanna go back downtown! Especially now that I got a taste of the good life here. Even though I hate him calling me master, I’m gonna miss Mario… ah well. Yo, do you remember the last time we went on that cruise? Bro, I-I went off on the dance floor! You fucking remember. You better make sure Mario doesn’t go over any potholes, I gotta make sure I’m ready to show everyone who’s boss, you know!?”
Theo laughed and nodded. “Oh yeah, you really were going for it. It was crazy and you got so many handles after that.”
“Ha, yeah… a few of those girls still send me memes too. They wish they can hold this bro, but it ain’t for sale like that.” Eli said, holding the bulge in his jeans which filled up his hand. His jeans weren’t tight or too baggy, nor too rough. His jeans were soft but firm, holding and forming to the size and shape of his developing manhood, along with his hand cupping and holding it. They were Eli’s favorite pair of jeans.
Theo smirked as he watched his confident step-bro acting proud and couldn't help but feel a certain way.
“Oh yeah… not for sale, hmm?” Theo walked up to Eli softly. Eli felt the shift as he let go of himself and tried to hold the same confidence expression. He and Theo get like this sometimes, so it’s normal but it still makes him feel butterflies, so he has to try and act natural still.
Theo approached and reached out to Eli’s jeans and carefully searched for the goods. He found them, used his fingers to gently rub them and pressed his palm into his step-bro’s meat. The two boys smiled and Eli laughed lightly, but tried to hold it in.
“You sure about that?” Theo smiled devilishly as he pulled on Eli’s bulge and started to compress his hand as he did. Eli shifted and groaned, his nuts still sore from before and his tall frame started to hunch a bit as he got pulled closer to Theo.
Eli grimaced and his knees began to buckle, as his balls were getting slowly crushed and stretched out, the burning sensation starting to make him feel heavy and weak again. All efforts to be cool felt silly to Eli as he held onto Theo’s wrist and opened his mouth in anticipation. His lips barely open, a soft layer of facial hair coating his upper lip as it quivered and just then, Theo leaned his face in and left a loud, wet kiss on Eli’s cheek right before Theo let go and let Eli cup his sore balls with his fingers. The warmth and wetness of the kiss lingered on his cheek, just as the pain in his balls lingered in his loins. Twisting his stomach, butterflies and all, Eli wasn’t able to speak or look up as he slowly fell to his knees. His mouth was still slightly open as he finally was able to let out a breath and stayed hunched over his knees for a moment before he rolled onto his side with both hands between his legs, massaging his manspuds. He let out a moan, rolling his heavy balls in his fingers and held onto a dizzy smile, even with his stomach knotting up.
“I’ll make sure Mario drives slowly and avoids speed bumps. We won’t be late, the cruise won’t leave without us.” Theo spoke softly as he continued. He cleared his throat then walked out the mansion, leaving Eli on his side and watching Theo leave him behind.
Eli closed his eyes and turned his face down, slowly shifting his legs in pain and dreamt about what this cruise would hold for him. He could only think of fun, great things for the time being, even if he was writhing on his side for the time being. He pulled a hand from his groin up to his cheek and felt the wet kiss Theo left him. He smiled and turned onto his stomach and shifted as he began to find a way to get back to his feet. Everyone was waiting for him, afterall and he could not wait to see what the future holds for him.
