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never felt anything like it. And he'd had so many God damn encounters before. Ever since he was thirteen and his twenty-six year old male gym teacher sucked his cock.
    His eyes rolling back in his head, Brock slowly slid to the floor.

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    "Brock! Brock!"
    Coming around, Brock struggled to open his eyes. Heavy anesthesia seemed to have a hold of him.
    "Brock! Wake up!"
    Eli was shaking him, slapping his face.
    "Huh?" Brock held up his hand to stop the smacking.
    "Leave me alone."
    "Get up."
    "Get up? Am I in bed?"
    "No!"
    Slowly becoming lucid, Brock found he was still at the club.
    Allowing Eli to haul him to his feet, Brock reached for wall behind him, using it to help him up. As Eli closed his zipper, Brock peered down to see his cock exposed. "Shit."
    "What the hell happened?" Eli buttoned his slacks for him.
    "Jesus, Brock, that cut is bleeding."
    Touching his neck, Brock found blood on his fingertips.
    "Help me, Eli. I can't think straight."
    Holding Brock around his waist, Eli escorted him to the men's room. Though most of the patrons were hiding in stalls involved in some sort of sexual play, Brock leaned over the sink to see his neck. Blood dripped down his throat to his collar, staining it. "Shit."
    Eli tugged paper towels out of the dispenser and soaked them, holding them on Brock's neck. "Did you scratch at it?"
    "No." Brock dabbed the cut until it stopped bleeding.
    "Where's that fantastic man?"
    Brock spun around to him with wild eyes. "You saw him?"
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    Laughing nervously, Eli replied, "We all saw him, Brock.
    We watched him making out with you like he was your prom date."
    After throwing the paper towels into the trash, Brock avoided the sexual come-ons from the horny men around them and whispered, "He makes me crazy."
    "No kidding!" Eli laughed.
    "No. I mean not always in a good way." Brock gripped Eli's arm. "Take me home. Let's find a cab."
    Using his hold on Eli's arm to focus and be able to walk out, Brock felt the fresh October breeze caressing his sweaty skin. A taxi stopped for them. Once they were both in the back seat and had given him a destination, Brock hissed softly, "He did this," pointing to his throat.
    "How?"
    "I don't know."
    "Why?"
    "I don't know that either. I think he's into some weird fetish. Bloodletting?" Brock shrugged in confusion. "You ever hear of those kinds of cults?"
    "Me?" Eli laughed nervously. "The sex expert is asking the virgin? Are you kidding?"
    "Virgin?" Brock gaped in surprise.
    "Never mind. So? That fantastic man is into some bloodletting fetish?"
    "It's the only explanation I have."
    "Huh."
    "It's weird, Eli. On one hand I'm sexually drawn to him, then sometimes repulsed, then other times scared to death."
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    "Stay away from him, Brock."
    "I'm not seeking him out. He finds me."
    "Stop going to the club."
    "What?" Brock whined. "Come on, Eli. No way. I've been a regular there for months. I don't want him to stop me from enjoying myself."
    "When you see him, tell him to fuck off."
    "Ha. That's easy to say. You saw him. Jesus. Is he hot or what?"
    "Hot. Very hot."
    "Oh man..." Brock moaned rubbing his face.
    "You know ... some guys were jerking off watching you two."
    "What were we doing?" Brock asked.
    Eli laughed, peeking at the driver. "You're asking me?"
    "Yes!" Brock shook Eli.
    "I wasn't really watching," Eli looked away shyly, "but I think you guys were mostly kissing. Oh, and he was jerking you off."
    "That's it, right?"
    "Yes. Why?"
    "Because I black out. I actually thought he raped me once."
    "Brock..." Eli gave him a sympathetic gaze.
    "He didn't. But I imagined he had."
    "Why do you black out?"
    "The bloodletting thing." Brock pointed to his neck. "I have no other ideas. It has to be that."
    "Sick."
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    "Yeah, no kidding."
    The taxi pulled up, announcing their