Disclaimer; This is a story about characters from the television show True Blood. It is a work of fiction and the author does not claim any knowledge about the private lives of actors appearing in the show, also this story implies nothing about their sexuality. I do not own these characters, adapted for television by produced and created by Allan Bal, and is loosely based on the series of novels by Charalaine Harris. It is produced by Ball's production company, Your Face Goes Here Entertainment.
Note from Author; This story contains sexual situations and if you're under age or are offended by homo-erotic works, you should probably stop reading now. If you're not, continue reading and please comment. I'll be delighted to hear your opinions and suggestions about it at phunkfactor@gmail.com . Happy reading! :)
Eric and Bill were left alone under the starry night and the howling winds surrounded them. Eric slithered a grip and pull Bill close to him. Eric looked into Bill warm brown eyes which oozed comfort, care and compassion. Bill looked back into Eric's electric blue and felt a surge of current spread all over his slightly built frame. "You know I won't stop you if you decide to leave!", Eric informed. His voice ringing with authority and tough love at the same time.
"What made you think I'd want to leave?", Bill asked and leaned in for a kiss.
"I don't want you to ever feel like you were being forced to be with me!", Eric said in a moment of vulnerability.
"No one is forcing me! I want to be with you, Eric!", Bill replied in between kisses.
"All alone?", Eric asked. "You really like to live dangerously, don't you?" Eric asked with a smile.
"Quite the contrary. If there is one place I know I will always be safe in, is your arms!", Bill replied. Eric and Bill hugged as the winds kept blowing it.
"Do you want to leave for a different place?", Eric asked.
"No! This place has far too many memories!", Bill answered. "I'm sure vampires would come here sooner or later. This place will fill up eventually."
"What about feeding?", Eric asked.
"Passing by humans will do!", Bill answered again. "Feed a little and glamor them. This way they won't remember what happened to them and we don't need to kill them either!" he added.
"You really take care of everything!", Eric complimented.
"And now I want to take care of something else!", Bill teased stroking Eric's penis through his lowers. Bill sank to his knees and pulled down Eric's pants. Taking the long shaft in his hands, Bill started stroking it. Eric moaned at the expert hand job he was being given. This was clearly visible as it didn't take very long for him to reach his maximum hardness. Having taking it inside him a number of times before this night, Bill knew this was Eric's maximum erect state. Bill opened his mouth and swallowed the entire length of Eric's penis slowly. He didn't gag at all as he kept on taking more and more of it into his mouth.
"You have really gotten good at this!", Eric moaned appreciation.
Bill sucked his cheeks inside, making his oral cavity resemble a tunnel. Keeping his mouth in the same state, he started going to and fro on the hardness. Eric had backed into a wall from the immense pleasure. He took off his shirt and stood completely naked, his naked frame heaving in rapid motion as his pace of breathing increased.
Eric felt his cum rising and he pulled Bill off. He grabbed Bill by his arm pits and lifted him without any effort. He rested Bill upon the soft cushions they had laid out for sleeping during day. He took off Bill's shirt as he kissed him. Bill got rid of his pants himself and stretched his legs so that Eric could invade his hole freely.
Eric grabbed hold of Bill by his ankles and pushed him even more backwards. He parted Bill's ass cheeks and saw the puckered anal opening. "What are you doing?", Bill asked in short breaths.
Then Bill felt a wet intrusion into his hole. The invading object was slimy, wet, warm and kept going about in circular motions. Occasionally it pushed it's way through the stricture and lashed against his sensitive insides. Though Bill had gotten used to Eric's dynamic and powerful fucks, this gentle intrusion was stimulating Bill like nothing before. He breath rate kept on in spiking repeatedly. Bill was moaning, his body was overflowing with senses of pure pleasure. How could something so small feel so incredible?!, Bill wondered as Eric kept on pushing his tongue further. "Please stop if you don't want me to cum!", Bill whispered. But Eric didn't stop. He kept on going at it. Bill thrashed wildly as his insides were explored by Eric's tongue, he was gripping the sheet so tightly now that they were tearing. BIll felt the cum rising up his shaft and then the shots started pouring in quick rapid succession.
Bill woke uo centuries later covered in sweat and breathing hard. He was just dreaming. He was dreaming about his past. "What happened, Bill? Everything alright?", asked Sookie.
"Just a nightmare!", Bill replied. "You should go to sleep! I'll go have a glass of Tru Blood, that would be definitely make me feel better!" Sookie nodded in agreement and went back to sleep. Bill got out of bed naked and walked towards the fridge naked. As he took out a bottle of B+ and warmed it up his hands went down to feel his still hard dick. The only dreams that ever did this to him were of Eric, no other dreams had such a strong power over him. However the most strange feeling while he was dreaming was that somebody else was having the same dreams as him at the same time. Bill had a faint idea who it was and he hoped with all his might that his feelings were wrong.