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! :)
Stefan wondered where Zachary would be right at this very moment. Stefan rushed out of the room and phased to the basement where he thought Zach could be tied up. However the place was empty. He focused his attention on the camera again, hoping to recognize the room where this was happening. But as far as Stefan could tell, this had not happened anywhere in the Salvatore residence. He looked at the time running in the corner. It was from last night, it must have happened while he was at Elena's place.
Stefan couldn't take his eyes off the camera. Damon was sitting with his legs on either side of Zach's head and was force feeding him his dick. Zach kept spitting the dick out, but Damon would slap it on his cheeks forcing him to take it in again. Zach sack and spat the dick again and again. It was clearly too big for him to handle. Stefan couldn't imagine anybody handling the monster dick on the monster vampire. Stefan's own dick was now standing at full mast forming a huge tent in his black pjs. He went walking from room to room, hoping to find Zach lying on one of the bed. Damon was still feeding Zach his dick, while pinching his nipples. Damon enjoyed the pain he inflicted on his sexual partners. The only one he could think of who liked pain more than Damon was Katherine, no wonder they made a great couple together. However Katherine preference of Stefan had thrown everything into a tumult of craziness.
Damon still had his olive green briefs on when he was being sucked. He stood right over Zach, with his legs on either side of Zach's head and took off the last piece of clothings. He looked right into the camera and flashed a smile. "Observe closely and watch how a real man has sex", he nudged laying heavy emphasis on the word 'sex'.
"Since our Exhibit A, Zachary Salvatore, is not as sexy as our Exhibit B, Jeremy Gilbert, I would prefer not looking at him as I fuck him. Now I know you'll panic to hear Jeremy's name, but don't worry. He's not here. It's just Zachary and me within these four walls." Damon teased.
He bent down and flipped Zach in a single motion. He slapped Zach's firm arse, ordering him to raise it in the air. When Zach failed to comply, he tugged at Zach's hair. "When the other person refuses to obey the orders, exert a little force. Nothing acts like a stimulant as much as suffering.", Damon said trying to imitate some news reporter, "In this case, it's for both of us", he added sending a wink to Stefan.
"Now you place the dick at the anal entrance of the partner and push", Damon explained. No sooner than Damon said the word 'push', that Zach screamed like a maniac. Zach couldn't handle Damon's dick when it was in his mouth, there was no way he could handle his anal penetration. Stefan had searched all the rooms by now and there was still no signs of Zach. At the camera, Damon was busy fucking Zach hard and fast. The motion was such a blur, that it seemed as if Damon was constantly inside Zach. Zach was in clear torture as his ass got banged from the worst possible person one could think off.
"After a while, the ass may loosen up a little. In such cases, you take out your entire dick and push it back it. Sort of like this", Damon explained. Stefan could hear Zach whimpering as he was lauded, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. The fucking kept going on for another fifteen minutes. Stefan retired to his room, his cock was leaking precum now. But he did not want to touch it. He didn't want to derive pleasure with the guilt of knowing that he watched Zach being tortured and fucked like a cheap prostitute. He could only watch and hope for some miracle to happen that would lead him to Zach.
"Now as you can see, Zachary, is thoroughly tired. Couldn't keep up with a stud like me!", Damon bragged. "Just between you and me, I think he's very much your speed!", Damon whispered teasing Stefan. "If you'd like a piece of this ass...oh God, I so need to cum!", Damon complained.
He flipped Zach back so that his face was upward, he wrenched open Zach's mouth and forced his penis in. Damon was face fucking Zach as he spoke to the camera. Zach was too exhausted to put up a fight. He took the abuse very much like a used slave. "So..like..I..was..saying", Damon said between gasps, "Lord, he gives such an amazing head!", Damon panted. "So yeah, like I was saying...if..you..would..like..to..fuck..him, he's..on..the..roof", Damon completed his previous sentence. Stefan dropped the camera and dashed towards the roof. He heard Damon scream as he cummed into Zach's mouth.
Stefan broke open the roof doors. Finally, he saw Zach. Zach was tied to the chimney and he was stark naked. "Help me, please! I'm freezing to death!", Zach pleaded.