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.
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Stefan didn't stick around for dessert after the dinner. His dick was continuously hard and he was very disorientated due to it. Given his reasonable length, he kept poking the cabinet. Stefan could have humped and made a hole in the stupid cabinets, but that would most definitely reveal his cover. He could do nothing but sit there and talk. He asked if he could be excused and had to do some serious convincing for Elena to let him go. However none of it worked. It was only when Jeremy saw the tussle going on and commented on Elena being clingy that she let Stefan let go to prove Jeremy wrong.
Stefan was extremely thankful for Jeremy's interfering. He smiled at Jeremy who winked back at him. Stefan could have scooped Jeremy up in his arms, taken him up to the room and made passionate love to him right then. But with Elena around it wasn't all that possible. He collected his jacket, thanked Elena for the food and company, and left.
Once he was out of sight, he phased to the Salvatore residence. The night had not been a complete waste, thanks to Jeremy. Taking one last look at the moon, he opened the door to let him inside. Stefan had just looked the door, when with a huge whoosh of air Damon appeared in front of him smiling maliciously. The smile could have been harmless for all Stefan knew, but since Damon had always been a smiling kind and constantly plotting one thing or the other, he had termed it malicious. "It's 11:20. You were supposed to be home by 10, young man. Do you know the dangers that lurk out there?", he faked concern.
"Give me a break, Damon! Since when did you become the caring kind?", Stefan poked sarcastically.
Damon laughed, "Touche, dear Stefan. But if something happens to you, I would be devastated, having not witnessed your demise. But I assure you, I will completely take care of your darling Anna!", he mused.
"Her name is Elena!", Stefan growled.
"Elena, Anna, Hannah!", Damon teased. "Her name should have been...", he paused and fixated his eyes on Stefan, "Katherine!", he completed.
"We don't have any proof yet!", Stefan replied moving to his room, hoping that Damon would not follow him.
"What proof do you need, Stefan?" Damon shouted. "Waiting for her to pop out those fangs!", he poked. "And since when did you start walking away?", Damon asked. Damon phased and blocked Stefan's path by standing in the door-way. Stefan wasn't expecting it and bumped into Damon. His still stiff dick poked Damon in the groin region. Damon was caught un-guarded.
"Whoa! Little Stefan is awake!" Damon teased. "Were you going to jack off in the room?" he asked with that same stupid smile. Stefan could have punched him crazy. He didn't like when Damon in his elder brother mode. He wasn't caring just plain humiliating and irritating, but the passing years had made Stefan realize that the irritating Damon was much better than the scheming Damon.
"It's none of yours business, Damon!", Stefan warned.
"Oh, please! What kind of elder brother would I be if I denied my baby brother the pleasure of masturbation!", Damon slithered. "But may I suggest if your going to imagine humping a male arse, why not actually hump one?", Damon suggested with a smile, he was hanging on the door one hand on the knob and the other on the door frames leaning forward. Stefan had stopped in his tracks. "Yes, Stefan dear, I know your little shower session!", Damon teased. "Kiss me, Jeremy! Kiss me like you have never kissed before!", he probed.
"Get lost, Damon!" Stefan screamed loosing his cool.
"Okay, okay! I'm going! Don't be pushy, you unfunny person!" Damon replied. "I just didn't think you would turn towards another man given your last experience!", Damon completed.
"What I do and with whom I do, is none of your business!" Stefan said pushing Damon out of the door and closing the door on his face.
Damon smiled as the door slammed on his face. "That's okay with me, Stefan! Seriously, I'm so cool with this that the glacier of Antarctica would be jealous of me!" he said loudly from the opposite side of the door. "But then it's also none of your business what I'm doing and with whom I'm doing!", Damon said maliciously. "I'm leaving a little gift for you outside. And I would suggest that you take a look before little Stefan goes back to sleep!" he completed.
Damon wished "Good night, Stefan!".
"Good night, Damon!", Damon said replying to himself mocking Stefan.