Disclaimer; This is a story about characters from the television show Vampire Diaries. 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 Kevin Williamson, and is loosely based on the series of novels by L. J. Smith. It is produced by Outerbanks Entertainment, Alloy Entertainment, CBS Television Studios and Warner Bros. Television.
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! :)
Jeremy pulled Damon into the bed and leaned in closer for a kiss. Who was Damon to deny a hot piece of teenage ass when he was coming on to him so willingly?! Jeremy was ready and primed for action. The funny thing was that Damon had not seen this coming. He was strolling the mall having nothing better to do hoping to catch a new cutie to pound into for the night. He was in the food court which is nearly always the crowd attraction. He was distracted from his quest by a boy sitting in a distance staring intensely at him. In one glance Damon realized it was Jeremy who was checking him out. Checking me out?, thought Damon. He never really suspected Jeremy to be capable of anything sexual. While no doubt the boy had the looks to grace any of the finest ramps in the world, he was a shy boy. That shyness was such a turn on for Damon. Jeremy, the saint! Damon, the sinner! Corruption! Perfection!
Damon resisted the urge to phase over to where Jeremy was sitting. It wasn't because there was a huge crowd near-by who would be a witness that stopped him. It even wasn't the fact that for a moment Jeremy would realize about the reality of what's happening around him, Damon could easily glamor him. What was stopping Damon from playing his cards was his brother Stefan's strict warning of staying away from the Gilberts. Both male and female!
Jeremy's gaze had not gone down. Could it be possible that he already knows about us?, Damon thought for a moment. Damon looked away which was a definite first. Damon never looked away. If somebody was staring at him, he stared right back. It was only a moment of time before he would make the conquest on the unsuspecting victim. Scores of boys and girls have fallen before, nobody was a challenge for Damon. Damon was the perfect sex beast! Designed for pleasure! Built to perfection!
As Damon continued to maneuver through the crowd, he could feel Jeremy's gaze follow him. It was like a hot laser burning through his skin and muscles reaching right for what little living element of human he had in him. "What's the matter, boy scout? No more old ladies in this town that need help crossing the streets?", Damon greeted phasing over behind Jeremy.
"What? Where'd you come from?", Jeremy replied startled with Damon's sudden appearance.
"Your deepest darkest fantasies that even you don't know about!", Damon whispered, "Yet!"
"What?", exclaimed Jeremy in surprise. "I don't fantasize about you, man!", added.
"Don't you?", Damon asked. "Don't you really?" he emphasized. That sentence caused something to happen inside Jeremy's pants. His cock twitched and grew a little as more blood poured into it. This little change didn't escape Damon's notice. "I know you like it! I can feel you getting hard! I know you want me! And that's", Damon paused amidst his whispering "that's okay!", he continued. He heard Jeremy gulp.
"Can we go to your place?", Jeremy asked. Twenty minutes later Damon and Jeremy were entering the Salvatore manor. Five minutes later the two were making out in Damon's room. Nobody was home. Zac was no longer living. Stefan was out somewhere, probably with Elena. There was no one home. He considered what he was about to do for a moment. Is this the right thing?, he wondered. Am I doing this to hurt Stefan?, Damon wondered.
At that moment Jeremy extended himself and kissed Damon. The kiss was so intoxicating that Damon lost all control. But that kissed also caused another miracle to happen. Damon promised himself that he would be gentle. He would be easy on Jeremy. He would take it slow and steady. For Damon it was still about sex, full-on hot blooded sex. He wanted nothing else. Also he wouldn't feed on Jeremy. Plain simple gentle sex!
Jeremy's hand crept inside Damon's v-neck tee and pulled it off in a single go. his hands traced up along the sides of his abdomen then to his chest and finally wrapped around Damon's face. Damon saw a look in Jeremy's eyes that he had seen in dozens of faces before him. The usual Damon would take advantage of this and use it to his gain. But keeping true to his promise, Damon absorbed it and returned with a gaze. He couldn't quite imagine how his face would look so he leaned in for a kiss. If he couldn't express it through his eyes, he would definitely explain it really well with a kiss. Damon unbuttoned himself and pulled off his jeans and briefs. His thick cock slapped against his abdomen as it sprang free. There was a moment of absolute silence.
Jeremy just lay between Damon's legs. Damon wondered if he knew what is to be done next. Maybe he did but he didn't want to. Just as that last thought ran across his mind, Jeremy leaned in and started to suck Damon. He started off with the head and slowly moved on to the rest of the shaft. It was his first time sucking a cock, but Jeremy was doing a very good job. To let it be easier for him, Damon leaned forward and started moving to and fro. He was gently face fucking Jeremy, considering how easily he would normally loose control and make the other person gag. But right now he was taking it slow, maximizing pleasure for both of them. "Jeremy!", Damon whispered.
Jeremy stopped sucking and took the cock out of his mouth. "Yeah?", he asked.
"Hand me the condom in the top left drawer!" he whispered back almost breathless. In truth, he wanted to ask Jeremy if he could fuck him. But there was a battle being fought inside Damon at that very moment. A part of him wanted to let the beast out have crazy sex with Jeremy. It was the same monster that was in him as they walked into the house. The same monster which was checking out Jeremy's ass when it was still in the jeans. But there was another force inside him. The force that had magically appeared at the moment of their first kiss. The battle was intense. It was like to dragons were fighting for dominance.
Jeremy leaned and grabbed a condom. He ripped it open and as he put it on Damon, Damon took the liberty of unbutton Jeremy's shirt and slid it off him. He unbuttoned his jeans in a single quick motion and pulled them down. He made one last look at the young male specimen before him before turning him over and pulling him into doggie position. He lined his hard dick against Jeremy's wet hole and pushed.