Clearly this is a fantasy story - and one unlike anything I've ever tried to write. It will take on a distinctly authoritarian aura in the coming chapters, so if that's your thing you'll maybe want to stay tuned.
If it's hot sex you're looking for, you'll find it after just a few paragraphs of story set-up.
Hope you like it - let me know if you do. I'll continue the story line if I get some response to let me know its being read!
Interlude with a Vampire (Part 2)
Background...
Jarrod's breed is a completely misunderstood phenomenon, entirely by their own design. After more than two thousand years being hunted down and killed, the vampire community finally got its act together early in the twentieth century.
A widespread campaign of disinformation was started with two goals in mind; first to convince the human population that vampires were mythical, and second to spread misinformation on methods of killing a vampire to those who still fought back.
For example, the Dracula movies "proved" that daylight will destroy the creatures, while also portraying them as such silly creatures that no sane human could maintain belief. Truth be told, sunlight is always tiring to the vampire body, but it's never fatal.
A stake through the heart, while it hurt like a motherfucker, was surely not a fatal blow.
Crosses, garlic, and other "vampire repellents" were just so much bullshit spread by unwitting accomplices in the movie industry.
Holy water was a harder problem to solve, its effectiveness was true and impossible to discredit for some reason. That stuff burned like hell, and no vampire would dare remain in the same room with it. Still an easy problem to resolve, vampires simply migrated to secular cities. Wherever humans distrusted the church, they distrusted its tools!
As a vampire, Jarrod's first allegiance was to his tribe. Having been born human in 1892, he'd identified with that species for twenty years before that fateful night in Time Square.
But for the ninety-five years since his conversion, his very survival depended upon loyalty to the group. So it was with all of his kind. Perpetuating the myth was the only was to stay safe.
Jarrod had been a young gay man as a human, and his attraction hadn't been altered in his new existence. Most of the time he fed on the straight population, still harboring a few resentments for the way he'd been treated by them in his youth. He preferred the redneck type for his meals, for obvious reasons.
But on nights when he wanted physical sex as much as he wanted nourishment he turned back to his old ways.
Back to Trevor...
Tonight was turning out great! Without anyone else even seeing him he'd been able to approach one of the sexiest men he'd ever seen, either human or a vampire!
As Jarrod watched Trevor mount the steps to his apartment, he ran his eyes over the sinewy muscles that ran beneath Trevor's healthy skin and thanked his lucky stars for the preternatural senses his new existence had given him.
To human eyes, the bulge created by Trevor's large cock swayed slightly under the fabric of his jeans. To Jarrod the plump flesh was all but visible as each small impression was amplified into the image of stiff young meat.
The same was true for the firm full chest hidden under the stud's loose shirt. Where a human eye could pick up faint movement as Trevor breathed, Jarrod could see the shirt rise and fall heavily; he could see the muscles ripple beneath the cloth as the stud walked, and the steady pulse of a strong heart that throbbed between Trevor's large brown nipples.
Stepping into a comfortable apartment just blocks from the Eagle, Trevor pushed his butt hard against Jarrod's probing fingers and leaned into the firm flesh of the remarkable man standing behind him.
"If you still want a drink I'd love to serve something up" he whispered in a lust-filled voice "But if you don't mind, I'd like to get a little something to eat first"
With that, Trevor shoved lightly against Jarrod's chest, and the dark stranger allowed himself to fall back with the human's feeble effort. Reaching his meaty hands to Jarrod's crotch, Trevor grasped the hard metal of the zipper and pulled down.
Opening Jarrod's slacks like they contained a treasure, Trevor gasped when he saw the long hard shaft spring free from its cage. Slapping him on his nose, the spongy head left a streak of oily pre-cum on Trevor's warm skin. His lips trembled as he took the thick shaft into his mouth.
Jarrod moaned. Even after 115 years of walking the earth, and over 100 years of feeding his cock to thousands of men, the sensation still left him weak. Times like this were the only time he let himself fall back into old human ways. Vampires surrender to nothing; Jarrod gave in to the delicious warmth of a sucking mouth.
Careful to keep his enormous strength in check, Jarrod rocked into the young man's face and gasped as he felt his cock-head slip into the tight crevice of Trevor's throat. This young man, with a mere 22 years on earth, had surely been practicing this skill!
Pulling his smooth tan face from Jarrod's meat, Trevor brushed blond hair away from his eyes and smiled up at his feeder.
"I've sucked a lot of cock and I'm here to tell you you've got some incredible meat down here!" he enthused. Jarrod smiled back before pulling Trevor's sucking mouth back onto his leaking dick.
Thoughts of the night to come gave Jarrod a twinge of sorrow. He'd been here before, and the scene always carried out with very few variations. He hated the way it always had to end, but he was never left with a choice.
During orgasm Jarrod was never able to conceal his true nature. The pure animal lust involved called forth the creature within and never failed to send his partner into a frenzied panic.
The rule was firm. You can never leave a witness, no matter how crazy others might think his story to be. If such stories became common, belief in vampires would be resurrected and hunters would return. Given the weapons of the 21st century, those hunters could well wipe out the tribe forever.
You must either kill or convert, there are no other options!
But for now he reveled as his long prick slid across a hot mouth and his low hanging balls slapped the hairless chin of the boy kneeling between his legs. Thrusting harder, Jarrod felt cum begin to rise from his balls.
The opportunity to taste the beautiful cock he'd been admiring earlier would be lost if Jarrod busted a nut first, so he lifted the young man to his feet and led him to an overstuffed sofa.
Lowering the blond stud to the seat, Jarrod knelt between his outstretched legs and removed the baggy blue jeans from the boy's muscular thighs. Pulling the soft denim down legs coated with blond hair, over large feet capped by long fat toes, Jarrod uncovered the first human cock he'd seen in over three months.
The long stiff expanse of the exposed shaft took Jarrod's breath. Thick and straight, at least eight inches of meaty dick rose from a trimmed patch of soft golden pubes. Full fat balls rested on the sweet pale skin of Trevor's inner thighs.
Jarrod's mouth watered as he watched the blood course through a thick vein along the side of the young man's shaft. He licked his trembling lips and eyed the pulsing artery running down the boy's inner thighs beneath his pendulous balls.
Taking the prick into his mouth, he groaned as he felt hard meat throb on his tongue. Tasting the slick pre-cum excited him as much from the act as from the trace amounts of blood contained in the oily juice.
Swallowing the young man to his pubes, Jarrod's sensitive nose drank in the strong musk of the young man's crotch as his fingers ran luxuriously through the hair along his strong muscular legs.
Trevor slumped into the soft fabric of the sofa and moaned as he surrendered his most precious asset to the mysterious stranger. While on his knees with Jarrod's cock in his mouth, he'd been sure that he would cum just from the intensely sexual flavor of the thick dark shaft. Now he was certain he'd explode in record time, and probably again when he took Jarrod's cock back down his throat.
Trevor drew his knees up to place his meaty feet on Jarrod's lower back. Pulling him gently forward, he rocked his cock through the gulping flesh in his throat. Moaning and thrusting, he wrapped his legs around his lover in a big hot embrace.
"You better back off, man - I'm about to blow!" He warned. But Jarrod didn't back off; disease was not an issue! Plunging his face deep into Trevor's crotch, Jarrod worked his throat muscles against the spongy meat of Trevor's corona.
Hot cum shot into his gullet and Jarrod swallowed deeply as if feeding. And the effect was much the same! The combination of ball juice and blood cells excited his animal instincts to the point of almost losing control.
But he reined himself in enough to maintain his human appearance and drained the jerking shaft.
Rising to his feet, he looked down at the gasping stud sprawled across the brown cushions of the sofa. Beneath Trevor's chest Jarrod could easily see the pounding of his overworked heart. Sweat glistened from the young stud's heaving chest as Jarrod eyed the slimy cock, still hard and jerking, as it leaked juice into the young man's belly button.
Jarrod's long dick, easily the same size as Trevor's, stood out proudly from his lean fit stomach. Trevor opened his glazed eyes and took in the sight. Leaning forward from his perch, he took a long wet lick at Jarrod's smooth ball sack before lowering himself onto the leaking shaft.
Jarrod allowed his knees to bend in perfect imitation of a human reaction. In truth, his whole body felt fortified as the young man worked his slick meat. Sensation coursed through his supernatural form and caused a harsh growl to escape his throat.
If Trevor had heard the growl he didn't let on. Pulling the enormous prick deep into his throat, Trevor savored the taste and feel of the hard shaft.
The skin that surrounded the cock in his mouth had a raw flavor, almost what you'd imagine pure sex to taste like. But not a bad taste; far from it!
The fragrance of Jarrod's crotch was also one he'd never experienced. The sweetness of earth and the musk of cum blended to produce a scent that made his heart race.
There was something different about the way his new lover took his pleasure from Trevor's mouth, too. Every time the meaty shaft entered his throat it felt almost like it was brushing against the oral equivalent of a clit.
As Jarrod rocked his cock into Trevor's throat, the young cock-sucker's dick grew again to steel and he felt his ball sap begin to rise once more. "This can't be happening!" the blond Adonis thought to himself. But he knew it was.
He was about to blow a huge load from the sensation of the cock in his throat!
Strong thick hands drew Trevor's head hard onto the cock pounding his throat. Impaled to the point he couldn't breathe, Travis tried to pull back from the unrelenting embrace. Gagging and choking, Trevor felt an explosion of hot musky ball juice pour down his throat.
Despite the near panic of being trapped on Jarrod's firing dick, Trevor's own cock reacted with an intense surge. His shaft pulsed in orgasm as it emptied another huge load onto the floor between his legs.
Finally released from his lover's grasp, Trevor pulled away from Jarrod's groin and heard the young stud howling out a guttural roar as he came. Looking up, he saw the dark skinned body locked in seizure. The handsome face had taken on a feral appearance, baring long white teeth as he grimaced.
Stepping back a little, more in fascination than fright, Trevor eyed his partner as his face slowly returned to a normal state and he slumped back onto the floor, sprawling like a man who'd just been shot.
"What the fuck was all that?" he grinned as his strange lover's eyes met his.
Jarrod looked at him with amazement. "I didn't scare you?" he asked.
"Scare me? Fuck, man, nothing scares me." Trevor answered "That little routine was by far the hottest thing I've ever seen. I don't know what you are, pal, but you're not like any man I ever met!"
Jarrod closed his eyes and considered his options. Obviously this one didn't panic, but still he knew something was different. He'd really like to let him live, even though at his core he badly wanted to taste the other fluid this young man could offer. Rules had to be kept, not bent.
Maybe he could bring this one back to the tribe as a convert.
Jarrod looked up at his blond lover and bared his teeth, exposing the long sharp incisors that framed his lips.
Trevor felt his cock stiffen yet again as the reality of his new lover began to sink in.
My other stories are more about normal life, but if you want to check them out....
Big Brother's Cum Dump (gay/incest) The Prick (gay/incest) Playing Ball (gay/athletics) College Cum Dump (gay/college) The Outlet (gay/encounters)