by Todd Gregory
Karl let his head fall back against the wall and began to thrust forwards into Jasper’s mouth, gyrating slowly against the finger that teased his hole with a promise of penetration. Another moan escaped, but this time rather than check to see if Daniel had heard it, he closed his eyes. He could feel his balls tightening as Jasper’s mouth slid faster and faster along the length of his cock. Then Jasper pushed his finger into Karl’s hairy arsehole, pressing it against his prostate as it disappeared further inside. Karl grunted and filled the vampire’s mouth with a flood of creamy jism, which the vampire swallowed down greedily.
Jasper stood up, licking the last traces of cum from his lips.
“I think you well and truly deserve to be fed after that,” he said as he reached up and released Karl from his chains. “Remember, if I have any trouble, you will back in those chains faster than you can get hard!”
Karl nodded and walked over to the toilet bucket. He did what he had to, blocking his nose against his lover’s waste, then returned to his tray of food.
“I’ll leave you now and send someone back for the dishes later.”
As the door to their prison closed Karl and Daniel ran to each other and kissed.
“I’ve missed you,” said Karl. “It was torture watching you hanging there, naked, and not to be able to do anything about it.”
“It was torture for me too but we can enjoy each other now, at least for the time being.”
The two lovers kissed each other hungrily, their warm breath mingling as their lips and tongues slid over each other. Karl wrapped his muscular arms around Daniel and pulled him closer, savouring the feel of his younger lover’s smooth, toned body against his more powerful, hairier body. Between them, crushed together, were their erect cocks. Endless ribbons of pre-cum leaked out from both of them, one coating the other until they were slipping over and against each other in a passionate ballet.
Karl’s lips sucked on Daniel’s bottom lip before moving down his whiskery chin. He bit down gently, scraping his teeth over the bristles that had grown since his last shave the morning before. When Daniel let his head fall back Karl planted a trail of kisses down his throat, sucking his Adam’s apple before continuing down to his chest, and his nipple. He took the swollen little teat into his mouth and sucked firmly on it then, holding it between his teeth, he flicked his tongue over the sensitive tip. He heard Daniel moan and bit down just a little harder. Daniel yelped and he smiled to himself.
He continued downwards, hurrying over the smooth, flat stomach and navel to get to the cock that was sticking straight out, demanding to be acknowledged. He grabbed it with his hand and fed the entire length of it into his mouth and down his throat. Now wasn’t the time for romantic foreplay. He wanted to feel his lover’s cock inside his mouth, to taste it and the juice that was even now welling in the hairy balls that hung down behind it.
As he sucked Daniel’s cock down his throat and back again he could smell the stale sweat and piss of the last few hours sticking to his lover’s flesh like the scent on an animal. He opened his throat up to Daniel’s cock and then reached around and cupped the firm, rounded mounds of his butt. While Daniel’s throbbing prick slipped effortlessly in and out of his mouth, his hands massaged his lover’s arse cheeks, pulling them apart to expose the lightly haired ring of puckered skin between.
His lips were firm on his lover’s cock, his tongue flat, providing a soft carpet for the cock to slide across on its path down his throat. He felt Daniel’s hands on his head, pulling him deeper onto his cock. Another moan. The balls that had been slapping against the bottom of his chin were not swinging with such gusto any more. They had tightened, and Karl knew that Daniel was soon going to blow his load.
He spit-lubed a finger and wriggled it against the sphincter muscle, soon gaining access to the warm, moist cavern beyond. He felt Daniel arch his back, pushing his tight hole further onto his finger, and heard him groan as the finger slid all the way in. He continued sucking, the rhythm not being broken, but getting slowly faster. His own cock was twitching and pulsing between his thick, muscular thighs but he would have to take care of that later. He was here to please his lover since he didn’t know what would happen to them next in this hellish place.
Karl felt the cock head begin to swell inside his mouth. Daniel’s balls had tightened until they were close up to his groin and he could feel Daniel’s arse muscles clamping down onto his finger as it gently massaged the pebble-hard prostate.
“Here it comes!” moaned Daniel, breathlessly.
With a long, loud moan Daniel’s cock exploded into Karl’s mouth. He swallowed hard, taking care not to miss a drop of his lover’s sweet nectar. His head was being pulled roughly onto the cock; he could feel it stabbing at the back of his throat. His nostrils flared as he tried to take in oxygen while at the same time keeping his throat open so all that lovely man cream could slide down into his stomach. As Daniel’s orgasm neared its end Karl licked the last few drops of pearly jizz from his piss slit, savouring the salty taste of it on his tongue before standing up and passing a small creamy dollop back to him in a passionate kiss.
“Thank you, baby,” Daniel whispered. “Now fuck me. I want your load.”
Karl leaned back and took Daniel’s face between his hands. He looked into Daniel’s large, brown eyes and smiled.
“I love you,” he said.
“I love you too,” Daniel replied, turning around and bracing himself against the wall.
Karl spat onto his hand and rubbed the glob of saliva over his cock, mixing it with the pre-cum that was still dribbling out. He pulled Daniel’s arse cheeks apart. The hole was a mid-pink colour, and tight. He knelt down and sniffed it, drawing the earthy, musty aroma into his nostrils. The tip of his nose tickled as he leaned in closer to more fully enjoy the strong man-smell that lingered there. The tip of his tongue made contact with the sensitive flesh and Daniel shuddered. Pulling the arse cheeks open even wider, Karl looked at the hole, slightly open and a deep red at the centre. He kissed it then pushed his tongue through the tight ring of muscle. His lover let out a long, slow sigh.
He licked and sucked at the arse lips, sometimes poking the hole and sometimes pushing through to the other side. As he tongued the juicy rosebud, he introduced his finger, licking around it and managing to push a second finger inside. He began to finger-fuck his lover, gently massaging his hole until it relaxed enough for him to stand up and slowly guide his pulsing prick inside.
“How’s that, babe?” he asked, whispering into Daniel’s ear and giving it a little lick.
“Ah, that’s it. Fuck me,” Daniel replied. “Seed my arse.”
Karl, who had been grinding his hips gently against his lover as he spoke, grabbed Daniel’s hips and began thrusting. His low-hanging balls swung back, slapping against his groin as he pumped his lover’s hole. He loved the feeling of balls slapping against him and spread his feet a little farther apart so his ball sac could swing more freely.
As he began to pound Daniel’s hole, to really open up and give it to him, he watched his cock sliding in and out; the sight of his glistening shaft, of Daniel’s arse hairs being dragged back and forth along it and of his pubic hair against the rounded mounds of Daniel’s butt sent bolts of electricity sparking and buzzing throughout his body. He closed his eyes for a moment to savour the sensation and became aware of the smell of their lovemaking, richer and sharper than the scent between his lover’s arse cheeks a few moments before.
He also realised that he had started to sweat. He could feel it slithering down his temples and over his chest. He opened his eyes and wiped his forehead with the back of his forearm. He could feel his balls tightening. He readjusted his hands on Daniel’s hips and closed his eyes once again. Letting his head fall back slightly, he slammed his hips against Daniel’s arse, hard and fast like a jackhammer.
“Baby, I’m gonna come,” he announced suddenly.
“Yeah, do it,” replied Daniel. “Seed my hole. Seed it.�
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Daniel’s voice and the visual of his seed flowing into his lover’s arsehole sent him over the edge. He cried out as the first jet of sperm gushed into Daniel’s hole and pulled him back onto his cock as jet after jet erupted deep inside him, splashing against his bowels in a warm wave.
When he had finished ejaculating Karl fell forwards, puffing and panting, onto Daniel.
“It feels so good to have your cock inside me,” said Daniel, “to know that your seed is inside me. I’ll keep it there for as long as I can, and if they separate us again at least I will have part of you with me.”
Karl kissed the back of Daniel’s neck, tender pecks that tingled.
“Very sweet,” said a voice from behind them.
They both looked over their shoulder to see Jasper standing on the top step by the door. Karl pulled his cock out of Daniel’s arse and turned around. He noticed the vampire’s eyes immediately drop to it.
“Impressive,” said Jasper. “Of course, if you two are just going to fuck down here like animals then we’ll have to keep you restrained.”
With a wave of the vampire’s hand Karl was pulled across the room by a powerful force and sent smashing into the wall.
“You bastard!” shouted Daniel.
A cold smile bloomed on Jasper’s face. “Young love. So nauseatingly sweet.”
Then suddenly the top step was empty and Jasper was across the other side of the room. In an instant he had Daniel back in manacles.
“You’re still a bastard!” snarled Daniel defiantly, although the small crack in his voice betrayed him. Karl had always been the strong one, the protector.
He was rewarded for his false bravado with a stinging slap.
“I will not tolerate insolence!” Jasper growled.
Karl launched into a run.
“I’ll fucking kill you!” he said, forgetting the vampire’s strength in a moment of rage.
Jasper smirked and lifted a hand, sending Karl slamming once again into the wall.
Daniel felt his eyes water. He kicked out with his feet, connecting with Jasper once before the vampire moved out of range.
Jasper glowered at him.
“You will regret doing that,” he spat.
Turning, he flew across the room and soon had Karl back in manacles.
“You would be wise to think before you act,” he said, brushing his hands over Karl’s muscular chest. “There are others here who think of you only as food. It is only because of me that you and you lover are still drawing breath.”
He pressed his lips against Karl’s nipple, sucking on it a couple of times as his hand found Karl’s slippery, flaccid cock and started playing with it.
“Oh, it feels so good,” he whispered. “That strength and power! That life! That blood pumping through it.”
For despite himself Karl was getting hard. As Jasper moved from one nipple to the other he could feel himself growing in the vampire’s hand. He closed his eyes and thought of other things, anything that would stop the flow of blood to his cock. Yet still it grew.
It was only a noise at the door that stopped Jasper from proceeding.
He spun around. “Vadim! What are you doing down here?”
Vadim stepped forwards. “I could ask you the same.”
Karl opened his eyes and noticed that Vadim was looking at him, at his cock. He also noticed Jasper stepping to one side, blocking Vadim’s view of his erection.
“I’ve come to get the dinner dishes,” Jasper snapped. “And you?”
Vadim took the three steps one at a time.
“Dinner dishes? That’s a little menial for you, isn’t it? Why didn’t you just send one of the underlings?”
Jasper frowned. “You forget your place!” he growled. “I am clan leader. I answer to no one.”
Vadim snorted.
“And since you are so concerned that I should be clearing dinner plates, you can clear them.”
The two vampires glared at each other for a moment, then Jasper pushed past Vadim, looking over his shoulder at him as he left the room.
For a moment Vadim didn’t move. He stood on the spot, his head cocked slightly to one side, listening. When he was sure Jasper had gone he walked up to Karl.
“I see Jasper has wasted no time in getting to know you,” he said, taking Karl’s cock in his hand. “I can smell him all over your deflating manhood. Did he suck it?”
Karl stared straight ahead, ignoring the question.
“Did he suck it like this?”
Vadim took Karl’s cock and held it while his lips slipped over the head and along its length. For a moment he just held it in his mouth before he began sucking it. His lips were thin and offered little protection against the long fangs.
Karl grimaced as his cock was raked by the tips of the vampire’s teeth. He screwed his nose up, thinking about his cock being inside the vampire’s mouth. He was amazed his cock could grow against such odds, but he could feel it thickening against the back of the vampire’s throat.
“You’re wasting your time,” said Karl. “I just blew.”
The vampire didn’t respond but kept sucking. Karl could feel Vadim’s tongue sliding like a serpent over his shaft. And then Vadim grabbed his balls and started massaging them, producing a fresh river of pre-cum that oozed out of the slit in his cockhead. Vadim’s mouth turned into a vacuum, sucking hard at the clear gel that was leaking out, several times getting a little too enthusiastic and nicking the skin.
It was the tickling sensation at his balls that finally did it, that and the constant sucking. Against his will he blew a third, smaller load into Vadim’s hungry mouth.
Vadim looked up at him, grinning and licking his lips.
“Jasper may be clan leader, but I got the nectar,” he said. “And if he ever finds out, I will kill the boy.”
Karl stared straight through him. His lips remained together, though the small movement at the top of his jaw belied his calm exterior. The boy? Why did everyone refer to Daniel as the boy? He was thirty-three, only two years younger than he was. Daniel was slender and had smaller features, it was true. It was also true that his own muscles and body hair made him look more manly, perhaps older, but neither of them were boys. But one thing was for sure, if either Jasper or Vadim touched a hair on Daniel’s head, they would pay dearly for it.
Over the following days and weeks both Vadim and Jasper took every opportunity to drain Karl of his cum, both uttering threats against Daniel’s life if he told one about the other. Meal times were supervised, if not by Jasper or Vadim then by one of the underlings, younger and less powerful vampires who didn’t appear to have wings and could therefore wear a full set of clothes.
“You have cast a spell over me,” Jasper whispered into his ear. “I have to have you.”
“One day you will be mine and mine alone,” whispered Vadim.
Karl ignored both of them, keeping his eyes either closed while they violated his body, or directed at Daniel, whose touch he craved more than food or water. It pained him to see the look on Daniel’s face as he endured the sight of the vampires taking what they wanted from him.
“What can I do?” he asked once when they were alone.
“I know you can’t do anything,” Daniel replied. “I just wish it was me tasting your lips and sucking your cock. I miss you so much. It’s torture being stuck over here in the shadows.”
The words were like darts piercing his heart, but as Daniel had said himself, he couldn’t do anything about it.
One day Karl woke up and saw that Daniel was still asleep. In the semi-light and silence of their underground prison he stared at his lover and realised that Daniel had become someone he almost didn’t recognise. Tears welled in his eyes as he looked upon the withered features of his lover; he had turned to skin and bone. His ribs were showing and his skin hung like dough from his arms. There were dark rings around his once beautiful chocolate brown eyes and his breathing had become loud and raspy.
“Wh
at have they done to you?” he sobbed quietly to himself.
And when the door was flung open and Jasper walked in with the pitiful portion of food that was to be their breakfast, Daniel still didn’t stir.
“There’s something wrong with Daniel!” Karl cried out. “You have to take him down. Get him to a hospital!”
Jasper put the tray of food down and walked towards the limp body hanging against the wall.
“Ah yes,” he said. “This one is not long for the world.”
Jasper lifted Daniel’s chin with a finger, producing nothing but a low groan from him.
“What are you doing, you bastard!” Karl ranted. “Get him down. Get him to a doctor!”
Tears stung his eyes and twin rivers of snot ran from his nostrils. His cheeks burned from crying and yelling, and the nauseous feeling in his stomach was growing stronger.
“Help him, you bastard! Help him…”
Jasper looked across at Karl and again at Daniel, then in a flash he was at Daniel’s neck. His fangs pierced the loose skin easily, though finding the artery was more difficult. He punctured many smaller blood vessels, creating a bloody mess around the wound before finding what he was looking for. As Karl’s wails and cries filled the room, he drank thirstily, gulping down the fresh blood of a dying man.
“You dirty fucking animal!” Karl spat, his insults tasting of tears. “You cocksucking bastard! I’ll fucking get you for this. I’ll make you fucking pay!”
His words were nothing to the vampire. He watched helplessly as Jasper drank until the life force drained out of Daniel, turning the blood bitter and repelling the creature from taking any more.
“Bastard!” he screamed. “You fucking bastard!”
Vadim appeared at the door, a blur that materialised seemingly from out of nowhere.
“What’s all this shouting?” he demanded.
He looked across the room and had no trouble seeing Jasper emerging from the shadows, his lips and chin bloodied. A smile bloomed on his lips.
“I see you have had the boy. Well, if that is the case then I shall have this one.”
He flew at Karl, fangs exposed, claws extended. The look in Vadim’s eyes would ordinarily have terrified him, but for the moment he didn’t care what happened to him. If they killed him, he would join Daniel in some afterlife and then he would be happy. In this world, with these creatures and without Daniel, he could never be happy. Let them take his blood if that was what they wanted.
