Date: Tue, 28 Jan 2020 14:49:47 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Vampyre - Part 15

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If you are of a nervous disposition this may not be the story for you...

It is easy to dismiss myths, legends and the creatures of your darkest
dreams; it is what I reply on, otherwise you would take precautions against
me, but your fear of being mocked, made to seem paranoid, is what lets me
thrive. Young men are the worst, yet their very bodies, allow me to drink
the two substances I need to exist, pleasure comes in many layers, I don't
live in the shadows, I don't need to; to you I don't exist.

                                 ************** I lay wondering which one
of them to feed from, my head still floating, sod it, I would feed from
them all, they could all have puncture scars, just like the little blue
dolphin tattoo they all had on their US Navy Swimming and Diving Team
butts. I drank my fill from each of them, again amazed at the subtle
differences between the two brothers blood. I checked the time, I had
better make sure Zeke was okay, I sneaked into the Master bedroom and was
pleased to see him, fast asleep; wearing Marks peaked cap, Mark's naked
body spooned behind him, I closed the door behind me, we would be arriving
in Newcastle soon and our vacation would be over.

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Vampyre - Part fifteen


I had gone back to bed, snuggling myself up to the hunky Swimmers and
Divers once more, I wondered where they would be demonstrating, I would
have to find out, maybe try some of the others. Pyotr came into my room
around six thirty to wake me and get the Americans back to their own
cabins, I watched him leading them out, their cocks swinging, pity I didn't
have more time, well maybe just for a breakfast snack, I thought to
myself. A few minutes later Pyotr led Mark into my room, his toned body
glowed in the early morning light, the sun sparkling off his down hairs, I
got him to come onto my bed, I had better check him over, I wasn't sure
what Zeke had done to him, I pressed my lips to his neck, good, a nice
strong flow of blood, Zeke had controlled himself, I slid my hand down to
his balls, lifting them gently in my hands; weighing them, good, should be
enough in them too.

I slid down the bed and lifted Marks soft cock from his thigh, I delicately
placed a kiss on the exposed cut head, my tongue licking over his slit, I
could taste him, taste Zeke; dirty fucker had shagged Zeke, lucky Zeke. I
took the bellend and turned it over seeing the two fresh puncture wounds so
recently made in the thick shaft, I felt my own fangs revealing, no, no, I
wanted his cum first and for that I needed him hard. I popped his cockhead
into my mouth and let my tongue swirl around the head, all around the
ridge, over and into his cock slit, I could feel his shaft filling,
straitening and eventually throbbing, as he became nice and hard, I let my
hands explore his chest and body as my mouth worked on his erect cock, I
felt one of his hands take hold of the back of my head, holding me in place
as I worked his throbbing meat. He started to produce precum, its youthful
taste, firing off the pleasure centres of my brain,

I licked down to his balls, now tasting, the remnants of his load from last
night and the juices Zeke's ass had left coating his balls as they had
slapped against his arse; I left them clean. Returning up his shaft not
huge by any means but in proportion to his fit muscled five foot right
frame I again engulfed his swollen flared cockhead. Hungrily I licked up
the dribbling precum, god he was like a fountain, glob after glob oozing
out of his cock slit, I took hold of his shaft and began to wank him hard,
I could hear him groaning and moaning as I worked his cock, soon the
familiar click, click noise of his precum covered bellend being wanked hard
and fast filled the room, more moans, I looked at his face contorted in
bliss, his eyes opened wide and he groaned, my mouth was ready. Hovering
over his cockhead as it flared and pulsed, firing out a first glob of
white, my mouths taste sensors went into overdrive as his fresh young cum,
landed in my mouth, my tongue smearing it all over my gums, enjoying every
spurt and then every dribble which I could suck from his meat, with his cum
still coating my mouth.

I slid my fangs into his shaft, stretching slightly the puncture wounds
made by Zeke's smaller fangs, I gasped as his blood hit me, his youth,
renewing cells transforming me, refreshing my very soul; I still like to
think I have one. I drank greedily, this young man was like drinking one
hundred year brandy, smooth, fulfilling, rejuvenating, I drank and drank
and drank ...

`JONATHON, JOHNATHON, stop, stop, you will kill him'

I felt myself being pulled off the young man, my mind in total confusion, I
spun round my eyes blood red, my fangs bared, blood dripping down my chin,
a blood curdling hissing coming from my throat,

`Jonathon, stop, it's me. Zeke'

My mind was all over the place, I recognised the voice, yet my body was in
full attack mode, over and over the voice repeated

`Jonathon it's me Zeke'

I tried to focus, where was I, what the fuck had happened, I slowly
regained control, my mind finally overcoming the monster that had taken
over, I could see Zeke cowering by the door, his face contorted in fear,
tears running down his cheeks his breathing coming in great sobs. I checked
him over to see if I had attacked him; I had no idea what I had done. I
clambered off the bed and rushed over to him, he cowered from me

`Zeke, it's okay, it's okay, I am so sorry' I put my arm round him `I am
sorry I don't know what happened, are you your okay? It was a daft
question.

Zeke wrapped his arms round me his body convulsing as he sobbed, I held him
close, kissing his head, cuddling him tighter than I ever had, his little
face looked up at me

`You really frightened me, I have never seen you like that' he blubbered as
he broke down again.

What could I say, I had completely lost it, I hugged him again; hoping I
was reassuring him. Christ I had better check I hadn't killed Mark, his
body lay on the bed, his cock covered in blood, lay on his thigh, his head
tilted to one side, his skin, very pale. I left Zeke and went back to the
bed, I put my head close to Mark's neck, focusing all my energy into
checking his vital signs, I could sense a weak flow of blood, at least he
was still alive, I got him comfortable on the bed and called for Pyotr. How
the fuck was I going to sort this out, I called for the Captain and
arranged for a private air ambulance to meet us at the dock, I arranged
that Mark would be transferred to a private hospital, I rang ahead to
ensure that my Doctor; one of us would look after him. Zeke wanted to go
with Mark, but I had to stop him, we would visit him when we could, he was
going to be in hospital for a few weeks. With Mark moved to the sick bay
and Gunther staying with him the rest of us got ready to disembark in
silence, I kept sensing Zeke glancing at me, the mornings events had really
shaken him.

Pyotr, arranged for the loading of the vehicles and led Zeke and I down to
the car deck in silence, the three dogs, accompanying us close behind, once
safely in the car and out on the open roads heading for home, I looked over
at Zeke, he still had tears running down his face, he tried to look out of
the window avoiding my gaze. What had I done, I reached over and gripped
his hand, squeezing it gently, he made no response. He had seen first-hand
the beast that lives within each of us, an uncontrollable, rabid, blood
thirsty, unreasonable, monster. The very thing Montfort and the Old Ones
thought a child would be unable to control and here he was, it was me who
had let the genie out of the bottle; what was it about Mark's blood? That
had never happened to me in years, not a complete loss of control, I kept
mulling over the course of events, maybe the Americans cum and blood and
then Mark's had over loaded my system, it was a possibility, but still
unlikely.

`Pyotr' I flicked on the intercom `Change of plan, head to the hospital
please'

`Yes Sir' and the intercom switched off.

We sat in silence, I had no idea what to say and now probably wasn't the
time, it took us a few hours to get to the hospital, a converted country
house, far enough away from prying eyes to ensure it remained
private. Emerging from the woods which surrounded the place, the drive way
swept up to the main entrance, I could see the helicopter that had picked
up Mark, sat on the landing pad, I hoped he was still okay, I hadn't been
told anything to the contrary. We were met as we got out of the cars by my
Doctor, Joseph, he hugged me and shook hands with young Zeke.

`Jonathon, we weren't expecting you' He said

`Yes a change of plans, I wanted to make sure Mark was okay' I looked into
Joseph's eyes, he turned away, nodding

`It could very easily have been bad news I was giving you, follow me' he
said

Walking off along one of the corridors, Zeke and I trotting along behind
him, Casper, Boyra and Zoltan, following along behind us. We turned in to a
side room, Mark was laying in the bed, his lower body covered with a white
sheet, his torso exposed, an oxygen mask over his face, his eyes closed as
various monitors bleeped around him, cables and leads connecting to his
chest, bags of blood and plasma being fed into his body via a cannula in
the back of his left hand, hung behind him.

`It was lucky you acted as quickly as you did getting him here, he is
stable now, we are still replacing blood and giving him oxygen, what on
earth happened? Joseph looked at me, then at Zeke `we will speak later' he
said, `You can stay with him for a few minutes, then please leave him to
rest, I have to go, I will see you later Jonathon, I would like you to stay
the night, the boy can be taken home' and he was gone.

I took Zeke's hand and we both approached the bed pulling over two chairs
to sit in, I took Mark's right hand in mine I could feel my emotions
building and I broke down sobbing, gripping his hand; I had nearly killed
him, Zeke pulled his chair closer to me and took hold of my arm, squeezing
it tightly. We sat for twenty minutes, when a nurse came and asked us to
leave. I spoke to Pyotr and arranged for him to take Zeke home, with Ian
and then comeback the next day for Gunther and me. Poor Zeke wasn't happy
but I sat and explained that I needed him to do this for me and he finally
agreed, I waved them off a short time later and went to look for Joseph. I
found his office and knocked, part of me hoping he wasn't there

`Come in, ah, hello Jonathon, come in take a seat'

I went in and sat down on the chair in front of his desk

`Now can you tell me, what the fuck happened, you dam near killed him, what
possessed you'

I shook my head and told him the whole sorry tale, I felt like a naughty
school boy as I revealed about my time with the Americans and then Mark,
Joseph was busy scribbling notes, he put down his pen and looked directly
at me.

`I should tell you that we had to take some of Mark's blood when he arrived
so we could match it for a transfusion, I checked his blood myself, there
is something very strange about his blood, I have never seen anything like
it, not even in the cam...'

His voice trailed off, he went on to explain that he wasn't surprised I
had, had such a violent reaction to Marks blood, I pressed him about what
he knew or thought, but he wouldn't be drawn, he grew more interested as I
told him that Zeke, hadn't reacted badly at all. He told me he wanted to
take some of Zeke's blood so he could examine it and conduct some
experiments to see why Zeke had not reacted as I did. I asked how long Mark
would be in Hospital and was relieved when he said he could leave tomorrow,
but needed quiet rest for at least two weeks. I decided I would take him to
the Manor, Joseph would then want to give him a full check once he was
fully recovered. Before I left to go to my room for the night, Joseph took
some blood from me, lucky I trusted him explicitly as Vampyre blood was a
valuable commodity.

Joseph had me shown to a room I could stay the night in, I contacted the
shipping line and the Captain and was informed that Mark was an orphan, so
had no family worrying about him, no girlfriend or anyone else, I explained
what I intended to do and with everyone happy, I contacted Pyotr, I asked
him to prepare a room and say nothing to Zeke. I found myself asking him
how Zeke was, he reassured me that he was much calmer and had been busy
training Casper to do tricks, I thanked him and told him to give Zeke a
kiss and a hug from me; secretly knowing he would never do that, Pyotr was
the least huggy person I knew. I didn't sleep well at all, constantly
waking from my dreams, my sheets were wet with sweat, the monster in me
restless, its actions haunting me.

Woken by Gunther I quickly dressed and made my way to see Mark, my heart
rose seeing him sitting up in the bed no longer on oxygen and with all
drips removed, he looked surprised to see me, he tried to get up.

`Stop stay where you are, you are still very weak' the voice came from
behind me, it was Joseph, he pushed past me and picked up Mark's charts and
started to check them over. Mark went to speak, Joseph raised his hand to
stop him

`You will have lots of questions, know you are in safe hands and will be
discharged today, you will be staying with Jonathon here and I am sure he
will answer any questions you have'

I stared at Joseph, I didn't even know where to start, he just smiled back
at me winking,

`Jonathon, we need to talk before you go, there is something you need to
know' and he was gone.

Mark, looked at me, his mouth forming a question, I stopped him

`Mark, you have lots of questions, I will do my best to answer them on our
journey back to my Manor, you can spend a couple of weeks with us
recuperating, don't worry about work, it is all sorted, with your employer,
now rest until the journey'

I smiled at him and headed for the door, before he could ask me anything. I
found Joseph again sitting in his office, I went in and closed the door.

`You wanted to speak to me'

Joseph nodded

`You found yourself a remarkable young man there, a real enigma' he took
off his glasses, `although it would probably have been better not to have
found him'

`Joseph, you are speaking in riddles, what are you talking about'

`How many lycanthropes have you come across, Jonathon?

`LYCANTHOPES? You mean Werewolves? I looked at him incredulously `Your
telling me Mark is a Werewolf? Oh your joking, very good Joseph, you really
had me going for a moment' I laughed out loud.

`I couldn't be more serious' he stared straight at me. `Whether he has ever
transformed, I' don't know as yet, but he has the blood of a wolf, that's
why you reacted so badly, Vampyre's and Werewolves have been mortal enemies
for centuries as well you know'

`Well to be honest, I thought it was all just folk law, weren't they
supposed to have been wiped out in the 1600's?

`That's what we all believed, but he is living proof, not all of them were'

`Is he dangerous? I can't risk him hurting Zeke'

`I don't think he even knows, I want you to still take him with you but
watch him closely, I will come to yours in a few weeks' time, it is the
full moon then and I can examine him again and Zeke, we also need to know
why Mark's blood didn't affect Zeke like it did you, probably better not to
let Zeke feed from him again, or you for that matter'

`Are you sure, Joseph? I shook my head, as he nodded, `Can we keep this
just between us, just like in the cam...' he nodded.

As I left the room he embraced me and pressed a small rectangular box in to
my hands, I opened it and looked inside, there was a syringe, containing a
straw coloured liquid; I didn't need to ask what it was or what I was to do
with it, should things go wrong.

I went back to my room and took a shower, I was expecting Pyotr and the car
very soon, why the fuck was my life so complicated, I absent mindedly
tapped my pocket contain the box as I left the room and headed for the
foyer. I met Mark, now fully dressed, although seated in a wheel chair by
the entrance, he smiled as I approached, I smiled back, but I couldn't help
myself, I sniffed the air, nothing, I had been told may years ago,
Werewolves had a peculiar smell, but I could smell nothing unusual, zilch,
maybe Joseph had made a mistake.

I watched the motorcade drive from the woods and park up in front of us,
Mark's face was one of total astonishment.

`Wow is this for us?

I nodded as Pyotr came over and began pushing Mark over to the Merc, he
helped him in and I got into the other side, Zoltan and Boyra, jumped in at
my feet, funny how neither of them showed any interest in Mark. Pyotr
loaded the luggage and I saw Gunther get into the front of the vehicle next
to him. I looked over at Mark, his eyes darting all over the interior of
the car, his face like a kid in a sweet shop. The car purred into life and
we set off back to the Manor.

Mark had nodded off, which made me feel better at least I didn't have to
answer loads of questions, the Journey back to the Manor took nearly four
hours, we arrived after dark. Zeke was waiting in the kitchen as I led Mark
in, he ran over to Mark and hugged him

`Thank god your okay'

I was standing behind Mark, my head madly shaking trying to get Zeke to
shut up, poor Mark had no idea what had happened yet and I was still not
sure what I was going to tell him.

`Leave poor Mark alone, let me rest' I said quickly

`Pyotr can you take Mark up to his room, please and make sure he is
comfortable'

Zeke looked at me somewhat disappointed, I held my hand up and entering his
mind, told him to wait till Mark was gone. I could see his confusion, what
was I going to tell him.

`Oh Zeke don't worry about it but we have a Werewolf, staying with us' Nope
that wasn't going to do, I would have to think of something else. `Zeke can
you join me in the Great Hall please' I left the room, hearing him coming
along behind me, I took one of the seats by the fire and indicated for Zeke
to do the same.

`Okay Zeke, let me tell you what I know and then if you have any other
questions I will attempt to answer them'

Zeke nodded

`Zeke I will be honest with you, I don't know what happened to me on the
Ferry after I fed on Mark, it is thanks to you that I didn't kill him,
sorry for frightening you, you know Mark was taken to the hospital, where
the doctor did lots of tests on him, now Mark has very unusual blood, very
unusual, it appears that's is why I reacted like I did, we don't know why
it didn't affect you, Joseph will examine you when he comes in a few weeks
to stay and check Mark over again, hopefully we will have more answers
then, but in the meantime, you must promise me not to try to feed from Mark
again while he is here and try to avoid talking about what happened, I will
keep Mark's mind calm while he is here, you must agree to do nothing to
upset that'

Zeke sat listening, I could feel him trying to work out the implications of
what I had said, I was praying for no more questions. Luckily he just
turned to me and nodded

`I promise'

I patted my knee and he came over and sat with me, cuddled up on the large
leather chair, it was going to be a long couple of weeks. We needed that
cuddle, he needed to be reassured I cared for him; I did.

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