“Hey,” the shorter, blond man said as they approached. His smile was bright and friendly. It exuded confidence and let Christiano know at once that he was the one accustomed to approaching other guys and convincing them to join him and his boyfriend for a night of fun. “How’s it goin’?”
“Not too badly,” Christiano said, and smiled before he took another drink of his wine. “I can’t complain too much. Especially now.”
“Excellent,” the blond said again. “I’m Jacques.” He extended his hand and accepted Christiano’s handshake.
“And I’m Gerard,” the taller brunette said, a little clumsily. “I’m his boyfriend.”
Christiano forced himself not to laugh at the awkwardness that dripped from Gerard’s words and his movements.
“Christiano,” he said as he shook hands with the men and pulled them closer to him in one movement.
Jacques was all over him in seconds, kissing him on the ear and mouth and rubbing his body against Christiano’s seductively. Gerard was a little slower in getting started but, with Jacques’ encouragement, was soon rubbing his crotch against Christiano’s leg as he opened his mouth and accepted Christiano’s tongue.
It didn’t take long before the trio was drawing a crowd. There was no doubt that Jacques would have enjoyed staying and performing for the eager group of onlookers. But Gerard was growing uneasy and soon suggested they all go back to their apartment and continue with a little more privacy. Christiano was quick to agree, and the three men situated their cocks back inside their pants and exited the bar.
Back at their apartment, Jacques and Gerard made quick business of getting Christiano undressed and in their bed. When all three men were naked, the boyfriends flanked Christiano on either side and devoured him with their mouths. Gerard kissed Christiano on the mouth tenderly and caressed his chest and stomach while Jacques immediately went for his crotch and licked his cock a few times before swallowing it deep into his throat.
Gerard was gentle and loving as he kissed and caressed Christiano and rubbed his thick, uncut cock against Christiano’s leg. Jacques was intense and extremely talented in the art of cocksucking. As he swallowed Christiano’s big dick, he thrust his naked ass into the air, moaning with delight as his throat expanded to accommodate the thickness of Christiano’s cock. Though total opposites as far as looks and behavior were concerned, it was obvious how the two lovers could complement each other very well in bed, and that they were very much in love.
That was good, and Christiano was pleased with his conquest. Gerard’s tongue tasted sweet and delicious in his mouth, and his big cock was hot and slick with precum as it slid against Christiano’s legs. Jacques’ mouth was hot and strong as it sucked on Christiano’s throbbing cock. It was not long before he could hold back no more, and he moaned loudly as he tightened his body and thrust his cock deeper into Jacques’ throat.
Jacques whimpered with delight as Christiano’s cock spurted shot after shot of warm, thick cum into his throat. He reached down and squeezed his own cock at the same time, and seconds later he sprayed his own load all over Christiano’s feet and on the bed. Gerard pulled his tongue from Christiano’s mouth and balanced his body on his knees as he steadied himself above Christiano’s body. He pointed his dick at Christiano’s face and beat his cock ferociously until he splashed his load all over Christiano’s face and chest.
The two young lovers lay down on either side of Christiano, and all three men took several minutes to catch their breath. When it seemed as though the boyfriends were about to drift to sleep, Christiano reached over to both of them and took their heads in his hands. He gently brought their faces together above his chest and in front of his face.
“Kiss,” he said to them.
“It’s getting late,” Gerard said sleepily.
“Kiss,” Christiano said again.
The boyfriends kissed, and it wasn’t long before Christiano felt both of them begin to harden against his legs again.
“I want to see you make love to one another.”
“But it really is getting a little late,” Gerard said again, a little less convincingly this time.
“Shut up and fuck me,” Jacques said to his lover as he smiled and rolled over onto his stomach next to Christiano.
Christiano moved out of the way as Gerard spread his lover’s legs wide apart and lay between them on his stomach. He spread Jacques’ ass cheeks and licked around his ass. Jacques moaned and lifted his ass higher so that Gerard’s tongue could enter it more easily.
Christiano’s cock throbbed and bounced in front of him as he watched the two lovers. Jacques’ ass was smooth and whiter than the rest of his body and seemed to glow in the semidarkness of the room. Gerard’s thick black hair and heavy stubble were a stark contrast to the milkiness of Jacques’ ass, and it excited Christiano to watch the two move in perfect sync with each other. This was an act they were obviously very familiar with.
Gerard lifted himself from the bed and positioned himself directly above Jacques’ ass. He spit on his cock a couple of times, then placed the head of it between the cheeks of his lover’s ass. Jacques took a deep breath, and then Gerard pushed his hips forward and slowly entered Jacques’ welcoming hole. Jacques let out a small cry of pain and gripped the sheets as his lover entered him. Then he smiled and tilted his head backward so that he could kiss Gerard on the mouth as Gerard slid in and out of his ass, slowly at first and then with more speed and rhythm and passion.
A large drop of precum dripped out of the tip of Christiano’s cock head and slid down the veiny shaft until it reached his balls. He moaned as he watched the boyfriends make love, and then he could not control himself any longer. He positioned himself behind Gerard and began humping his cock against Gerard’s ass.
Gerard moaned when he felt the heat of Christiano’s big dick sliding against the outside of his ass, and pounded himself deeper and harder into Jacques’ ass. That only drove Jacques even madder with desire, and he thrust his ass backward harder onto his boyfriend’s dick.
Christiano felt it building up and smiled. He didn’t give a second thought whether he was going to go through with it. He’d known since he left his own apartment that this night was going to be different, and he looked forward to it with much anticipation. When he felt his skin begin to tingle and warm up, he smiled. A moment later his gums began to ache a little as his canine teeth pushed forward and grew sharp. His eyes began to burn, and when he looked over to his left at the mirror that hung from the bedroom door, he saw they were fire red and seething with desire.
He spit on his cock and spread Gerard’s cheeks as he placed the head of his dick at the opening of Gerard’s ass.
“No, wait a minute,” Gerard moaned as he continued to slide in and out of Jacques’ ass. “I don’t do that. I don’t get fucked.”
“You do now,” Christiano said, and slid the head of his cock just inside the tight sphincter.
“Owww!” Gerard cried out.
“Oh, Jesus,” Jacques moaned as he thrust his ass up and deeper onto Gerard’s cock. “You should feel how great this feels, baby. Your cock just got so much thicker and harder when he went inside you. Try to go with it. You’ll like it, I promise.”
“No, really,” Gerard moaned, and tried to wriggle off Christiano’s thick cock. “I don’t get fucked. It hurts. Pull out.”
“Not a chance, my friend,” Christiano said, and shoved every inch of his cock deep inside Gerard’s hot, gripping ass. His teeth hurt now, and his skin was burning hot, and his eyes itched.
Gerard moaned and tried to protest some more, but Christiano pushed his face against Jacques’ back so that his mouth was covered with the sweaty skin of his lover’s shoulders.
Christiano left his entire cock deep inside Gerard’s ass for a moment and then began sliding slowly in and out. Gerard was still trying to protest, but his ass gripped Christiano’s cock and twitched around it, bringing him more pleasure than the shy young man would have liked to
know. Christiano slowly slid his cock all the way out and then, when Gerard gasped a sigh of relief, shoved it back in all the way to the balls in one move.
“Please, stop,” Gerard cried out as Christiano fucked him deeper and harder. “I can’t…”
“Shut up!” Christiano said as he slammed himself relentlessly into Gerard’s ass, and forced his face back into the shoulders of his lover.
The bed bounced with the efforts of their sex, and Jacques was oblivious to what was happening behind him. He closed his eyes and moaned with animalistic lust as he felt his lover’s thick cock sliding in and out of his ass, and imagined what it must feel like for Gerard to be taking a big dick up his ass for the first time.
Christiano grabbed Gerard by the hair from the back of his head and tilted his neck to one side. He noticed that Gerard was crying at this time, but paid no attention to it. As he shoved his dick deep into the hot tightness of Gerard’s ass, he leaned forward and bit deeply into Gerard’s neck. Gerard let out another cry, a little louder this time.
“That’s it, honey,” Jacques moaned, mistaking Gerard’s cry for one of immense pleasure. He lifted his ass higher again, trying to take more of Gerard’s cock inside him. “I told you you’d like it.”
Christiano clamped down harder on Gerard’s neck and sucked the blood deep into his throat. It was thick and sweet and warm and tasted like spiced nectar as it slid across his tongue and down into this throat. Christiano couldn’t remember having had such a sweet and delicious meal in a very long time. As he sucked more blood from Gerard’s body and drank, he continued fucking him.
“Fuck me, baby,” Jacques said with much more animation than he’d previously exhibited. “I’m getting really close just thinking about Christiano fucking your sweet little ass as you fuck mine. Does it feel good, Geri?”
Gerard’s blood was beginning to thin and become cooler, and Christiano knew it wouldn’t be long before he was finished with him. He fucked the young man harder and faster and struggled to keep his dick inside the man for as long as he could before stealing his last breath from him.
“Gerard, what’s wrong?” Jacques moaned beneath Christiano and Gerard. “Your dick is getting soft inside me. Aren’t you enjoying this?”
A loud animal growl escaped Christiano’s throat before he could stop it.
“What’s going on?” Jacques cried out, trying to maneuver himself off Gerard’s now limp cock and from underneath Gerard’s motionless body.
There were still a few breaths left in Gerard, and so Christiano knew it was time to pull out and move on. In a single move he slid his cock out of Gerard’s ass as he took one last swallow of his blood. Then he grabbed Gerard by the hair with one hand and tossed him effortlessly off the bed and halfway across the room. Gerard’s body landed with a dull thump against the far wall, where Christiano watched him take several deep breaths and then witnessed his last breath escape him and his eyes close.
“What the fuck is going on?” Jacques screamed as he tried unsuccessfully to get to his knees so he could face his lover’s killer. When he noticed the blood still dripping from Christiano’s lips, and the red glow emanating from his eyes, he whimpered and cowered against the headboard of the bed. “Please don’t hurt me,” he begged.
Christiano grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him roughly down to his crotch. “Suck my cock,” he growled in a voice even he didn’t recognize.
Jacques cried and tried to resist, but it was futile. Christiano was overpoweringly strong, and his large hands against the back of his head left no alternative but to open his mouth wide and take the large cock. He sucked it deep into his throat, but couldn’t take it all because he was still crying. He tried once or twice to relax his throat and open it to take the big dick, but only succeeded in scraping the thick cock with his teeth.
“You useless cocksucker,” Christiano spat out. “You can’t even take it like a man.” He pulled Jacques off his cock, and rolled him back onto his stomach.
“Please don’t…” Jacques begged.
Christiano roughly pulled Jacques’ ass cheeks apart and slammed his thick cock deep into his ass in one move. When Jacques cried out in pain, it only spurred Christiano to fuck him harder. When he felt his balls begin to tighten, he leaned down and sank his teeth deep into Jacques’ neck.
“Oh, God, no,” Jacques cried out, and a moment later his body began to convulse and then went limp.
Christiano knew the young man was not dead but had only fainted. Jacques’ heart still beat strongly, and he was breathing normally. Christiano sucked the blood from his neck and savored the warm, thick fluid as he drank it. It was not as sweet as Gerard’s, but every bit as delicious in a uniquely different way. He fucked Jacques as he continued to drink, until he knew that the boy only had a couple of minutes left.
He pulled his cock out of Jacques’ ass and roughly rolled him over onto his back.
“This is for Bernhardt,” he said as he straddled Jacques’ stomach and chest. He pointed his big dick directly at Jacques’ face and leaned back as he sprayed his load all over Jacques’ smooth chest and his face.
When he was finished, he looked down at Jacques. He was still breathing, though it was labored, and was staring at Christiano with a dazed look of confusion. Cum dripped down his face and mixed with the blood on his neck. For a moment Christiano looked at the boy, and a pang of guilt and remorse flooded over him. This had been a young and innocent man who had loved someone deeply and passionately. He hadn’t deserved this at all.
And then, as quickly as the feeling came, it also went. Christiano smiled down at Jacques’ cum-smeared face and kissed him on the lips. Then he grabbed the young man by the head and twisted it roughly until he heard the bones break and heard the last breath of life escape from the boy’s mouth.
Christiano, too, had once been a young and innocent man who had loved someone deeply. He hadn’t deserved losing his Bernhardt to a crowd of senseless and stupid mortals.
He stood up and dressed quickly, then walked out the door without looking back.
Chapter Three
Christiano woke up and looked around him dazedly. It took his eyes a couple of minutes longer to adjust to the darkness than usual, and he was disoriented. What was that musky, dusty smell? And why didn’t he hear the sounds of traffic and bustling evening street life outside?
And then he remembered. He was not in San Francisco anymore. He wasn’t at home. He sat up in the coffin and stretched as he looked around the dark room. Denver. He was in Denver now, in the subdepths of the basement in the cathedral. He’d fed on the crass young man, the prostitute, just yesterday. What had his name been? He struggled to recall, because he was always so good with names. Then he remembered he’d never asked the boy his name. It didn’t matter. He hadn’t been that savory anyway. His blood hadn’t been all that sweet.
Christiano crawled out of the coffin, very much aware of the aches and pains in his joints and muscles. He was starting to feel his age. That couldn’t be good. He wasn’t even two hundred years old yet, and already he was squeaking and creaking like an old rusted door. He felt much older than two hundred, that was for sure. Most vampires his age didn’t feel this old or this tired. But most vampires his age hadn’t gone through the pain and misery he had.
He walked around the room naked, getting used to the dark and taking mental stock of his surroundings. The room was sparsely furnished, but Christiano remembered having seen a sofa and some chairs upstairs in the basement the previous night. Without getting dressed, he climbed the stairs and opened the trapdoor, then crawled out of it and into the basement of the cathedral. It wasn’t quite as dark here, and it was warmer. He rummaged around for a few minutes until he found some old rags and some cleaning supplies. Then he stepped back down into the trapdoor in the floor of the basement and deep into the dark dungeon below.
He began wiping down the coffin and the chest that lay next to the door. He pulled some candles down and dusted th
em as well. Then he stopped in the middle of the room and stared at the coffin. Why was he dusting and cleaning up this small room? Was he really planning on staying here in Denver for more than a couple of evenings? Was he really contemplating the idea of settling here for a while?
After Bernhardt’s death, Christiano stayed in Paris for a few more years and then spent the next couple of years moving from one country to the next, never settling down for more than a year at a time. He stayed just long enough in one place to grow comfortable and then found it necessary to move on.
It was always for the better, anyway. Once he’d been known all over Europe for his legendary love with Bernhardt. Anywhere they went they were celebrated and treated as royalty. He stayed in the homes and castles of kings and dignitaries. But that had been years ago, before Bernhardt had been senselessly slain. Since then Christiano had become bitter and angry and mercilessly vicious. Almost every night he ventured out and fed, whether he was hungry or not. He found his prey wherever he could. Sometimes they were weak and helpless, and sometimes he intentionally sought out the strongest and most highly visible persons to kill and leave whimpering for mercy.
He’d become careless and drew attention to his killings wherever he went. People were talking again about vampires and believing they lived among common folk. It made the other vampires nervous and didn’t take long for vampire communities all across Europe to blacklist Christiano. He was no longer welcomed into the homes of kings and dignitaries. He was no longer asked to join even the common vampires for a drink or for dinner. In fact, he was soon asked to leave the community altogether and never to return.
Fuck them all, he thought. He didn’t need them to live his life the way he wanted to anyway. They didn’t understand him. They didn’t know what it was like to lose the love of one’s life. They didn’t know what it felt like to have one’s heart ripped out of one’s chest. Fuck them.
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