Date: Mon, 30 Dec 2019 16:51:42 +0000 (GMT) From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" Subject: Vampyre - Part 6 The following story is fictional and does not depict any real people or Events. This story is STRICTLY fantasy. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. We don't want this website to ever stop. Think for a minute if you can afford it and help sustain Nifty with your donations. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 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. ------------------------- The following morning I watched as Zeke, his face streaked with tears and De Ville got into the back of the Jaguar, Connor, looked as fit as fuck again, closing the door, I saw Zeke put his hand on the window, tears streaming down his face again, the car pulled away and sped off down the drive, deep down I suspected I knew his fate, I raised a hand and waved, Zeke's voice screaming, pleading in my head. `Right Jonathon, we need to talk', Montfort said turning back into the house `What has been going on, why did you let yourself go like that? We sat in the glow of the fire as I told him all about Chris and his wife and unborn child, he nodded and made understanding noises as I told him the whole sorry tale. We sat staring into the flames, at peace, our friendship back together. `Well shall we get a take away' He grinned at me `or fly out for something? We both laughed. Vampyre - Part Six `I want to buy you something, Jonathon, I have had an amazing break here with you at Meaburn Manor and you have shared everything' he smiled at me `including the window cleaner' he chuckled, He wasn't wrong that was a wild night. `Montfort, please you owe me nothing, you saved me remember, just please do not let it be so long before your next visit'. He really had taken care of me, we had slept together soundly as we had many moons before, he had even fed me again himself, I was deeply touched and felt complete once more. `Okay, okay', he said hugging me tightly, `maybe I can sort out something else for you, leave it with me' he kissed me again on the forehead, a cheeky mysterious look on his face. I dropped to one knee, taking his hands and touching them to my forehead. `Oh get up, you of all people don't have to do that' he helped me up. Connor, his chauffeur opened the door of his Jaguar limo, Montfort climbed in and Connor closed the door, I waved, just a hint of sadness as, the car pulled away and sped off along the drive, I stood on the stairs until it was out of sight, Zoltan and Boyra either side of me, I needed some retail therapy. `Pyotr' He appeared `Pyotr, ring down to London and get the apartment ready for us, I want to travel down tomorrow, you can drive me to the airport and then go down with me and the dogs on the plane, Oh and make sure there is a limo to pick us up at the London City' Pyotr nodded, I don't know why I was telling him how to do his job, we had been together long enough for him to know exactly what I wanted and when. I went back into the house, hopefully a few weeks away would give me a nice break and let everything settle down. Pyotr swung the Black Mercedes 600 Pullman into the airport carpark, he opened the door and I got out followed by the dogs, `Mr err' an airport flunky approached me his hand out stretched, he was obviously flustered, I ignored him, as Pyotr got my travel bag from the boot, the man tried again, `It's my pleasure to welcome you to...' he didn't finish as I walked into the building, good I saw my pilot. `Are we ready to leave? `Yes Sir, this way' I followed him outside on to the tarmac, we walked briskly across the twenty yards of tarmac to my plane, I nodded to the steward and went inside, I could hear Pyotr talking outside, the dogs settled down beside me. I was aware of Pyotr ushering a youth left away from the main cabin; most likely the buffet, I laughed to myself, good old Pyotr, always trying to make travel less boring. With the main door closed the plane taxied to the runway and we were soon climbing into the sky. `Pyotr, can you arrange for a private appointment at the Mercedes place in Mayfair and for a personal shopper at Harrods and Fortnum's, oh and some entertainment' Pyotr nodded, `Shall I get the buffet now, Sir?' `Yes that will be excellent, then leave us' Pyotr left momentarily, returning with a young lad, `Brett, Sir, 17 years', `Looks marvellous' Pyotr turned and left the cabin, closing the door behind him, `Well Brett, why don't you come over here' Brett was a blond, his hair a bit floppy a mess even, he kept pushing it away from his face, he didn't seem to have much conversation, oh sod this I was hungry. I soon had him stripped down to his briefs and reclining on the bed next to me, his youthful body, beautiful, his skin perfectly smooth and lightly tanned. I stroked down his chest, running my fingers through his downy hair covering, his white Versace briefs, with their classic black and gold waist band, showed he was, well developed, an obviously cut bellend sat at the end of a 4 inch shaft, two plum sized balls held perfectly symmetrical by the fabric just below. As instructed he raised his bum off the seat and began to ease down his briefs, I sat mesmerised following his happy trail down, slowly, so slowly; he was teasing me, little fucker. His practically white blond trimmed pubes now exposed, his cock flopped over on to his thigh as he raised his legs and slipped off his briefs, the flash of gold and black, catching my attention, but not for long, I stood and stripped off, climbing on to the bed with him, I kissed his beautiful lips, parting them with my tongue, he was delicious. DING DING DING; damm that was the 30 minutes to landing warning. I turned myself round and licked down his chest, down through his happy trail, inhaling his scent from his pubes, I took hold of his now 5½ inch throbbing cock, I swung my leg over his head so I was astride him, I felt him grip my throbbing 7" cock and his warm mouth and tongue begin to work on it. I began sucking on his cock, floating my tongue over his bellend, feeling him quiver below me, I lifted his balls and inhaled deeply, the aroma intoxicating, no I had to fuck him, this was too good an opportunity to waste. I quickly got myself between his legs, pushing them back and then up on to my chest, I leant forward kissing him again, positioning my dripping bellend at his hole, as my cock bobbed, it's lips flicking across his quivering hole, smearing it with precum, he jumped, oh did I have myself a virgin? Overcome with lust I buried my tongue into his mouth once more, gripping and positioning my shaft with my right hand, I pulled back my hips, I hovered, Oh I was going to enjoy this, my tongue pushed into all parts of his mouth. His body tensed the groan from his throat swallowed by my tongue as I pushed forward into his body, his small frame wriggling beneath me, unable to escape being impaled on my 7" shaft, oh that felt so good, I could feel my balls against his ass cheeks. I held his face letting my tongue lick all over his neck and cheeks, he was delightful. I began pumping his arse, enjoying every second as his tight hole gripped my shaft tightly, the air filling with the aroma of sex. I pulled out of him and flipped him on to his stomach, I pulled him backwards up on to all fours, his pert, peachy ass cheeks teasing my bellend, which dripped precum all over them. I eased them apart burying my face, my tongue pushing into his stretched hole, he moaned, forcing himself back on to my tongue, no longer an innocent virgin, I sat back, his peach needed some colour, I pushed down with one hand on his back as I let my other hand slap hard across his buttocks, his head arched back as he let out a cry, again and again I slapped his ass turning it a peachy pink, he was looking back at me, his face streaked with tears as I buried my shaft once more into his hole. I rode him hard, feeling my balls slapping against him, shit I was forgetting myself, I can't let him cum like this, I slowed to a deep slow thrust, my balls tightening with each stroke, I wouldn't be long now, DING; shit that's 10 minutes to landing, I must have missed the 20minute warning, I let myself go, feeling my juice spraying into him, coating his insides in my cum. I pulled out of him and flipped him over, throwing my leg over him once more, shuffling back so my dripping cock was at his mouth, that's good I felt him licking at my dripping cock head. I took his cock back into my mouth and wanked it forcefully digging the tip of my tongue into his young slit, his precum, tasted divine, I was grinning as I enjoyed him, I sensed his balls tightening as he bucked under me forcing his cock deeper into my mouth, his cum splashing on to my tongue, I could feel my energy levels rocketing, his sweet tasty load refreshing my body, I pulled off his bellend and licked, the target zone, unseen by him my eyes flashed blood red as my fangs punctured into his still throbbin cock, I gasped, as his blood hit my system, this was amazing, young and fresh, I drank, feeling my body tingling as he reached all parts of me, a knock on the door, I released his cock, wiping my mouth as Pyotr came into the cabin, `Two minutes to landing, Sir' `Thank you, Oh Pyotr you excelled yourself with the inflight catering today, thank you' While I dressed and got strapped into my seat, Pyotr, threw a sheet over Brett `Make sure he is well rewarded' I nodded towards Brett, Pyotr nodded `Certainly Sir' Moments later I was disembarking, Zoltan and Boyra at my heels, straight through the VIP lounge to the waiting limo, unseen, noticed definitely, by rubber neckers, how many of you have struggled to see who is getting in or out of a private jet, failing to recognise us, we are in plain sight, yet invisible. Half an hour later I was in my London penthouse, I looked across the Thames towards the Houses of Parliament, river buses bustling between the shores, Westminster Bridge, covered in rushing people, little flashes, revealing all those selfies, with Big Ben in the background. `Sir, the Mercedes people have invited you tonight around seven pm, if that is convenient' I nodded, `That's fine, thank you, I am going to have a lie down, to digest Brett, I chuckled, wake me at six' `Splendid, splendid, it is everything I could have wanted', I sat inside my latest toy, my new, blood red Mercedes Maybach S650 Pullman Guard limousine, my fingers running along the platinum thread stitching, the smell of the new leather assailing my nose; I had waited two years for this, one for it to be built and the second for it to be converted, in to one of the most protected vehicles on the road. `Excellent, right' I shook hands with the senior sales man, `oh who is this? `Oh excuse me Sir, this is my seventeen year old son, Alfie, WHO shouldn't be in here' he tried to shoo the boy away. `No please, let him see it, what do you think Alfie, Do you like it? `Oh it is amazing Sir, absolutely beautiful' he wasn't the tallest kid probably around 5'6" slim, with black hair with a parting on the right and a bit of a fringe, he had a few ache pimples on his cheeks and forehead, otherwise his skin looked , beautifully youthful. Alfie, reached out his hand to greet me, beautiful slender hands and long fingers `Would you like a ride in it? Alfie grinned and glanced at this dad `Could I? `Oh I don't think so, Mr ... Err, is very busy, you were told to wait for me in the office' the salesman gabbled a bit, His son looked disappointed `No I insist, it will give Pyotr a chance to get used to it, I will bring him back within the hour, Pyotr, when your ready', I shook hands with the salesman once more, Pyotr closed the door and got into the drivers compartment. Alfie's eyes were as big as saucers as the car purred into life, the ambient lighting, illuminated the passenger compartment, I pointed to the button which closed the curtains and watched as Alfie pressed it, waving to his dad as the car pulled away with the curtains closing. I flicked the switch closing the privacy glass between us and the drivers compartment and once again for the opaque privacy glass option. Alfie, played with the seat controls, I waited until he had it fully reclined, I just couldn't resist him, we made eye contact, and he began to slid down his white tracksuit bottoms, his slender yet muscled legs appearing each coated in short black hairs, he rubbed his had up his stomach, pushing up his T shirt, revealing his abs and his fine happy trail, curly jet black hairs, interlocking with each other leading down into his maroon boxers, he slid them down, and pushed them off his feet, kicking off his trainers at the same time, His thickish uncut cock was about 4 to 5" long it lay across his ball sac on to his thigh, two decent sized eggs beneath it, the pubes jet black, uncut. He looked at me and stroked his cock, peeling his foreskin back over his bellend, he had swollen to his full 7 or 8 inches, very impressive for a guy his age and height, I chuckled to myself, he would look deformed upright, with that appendage. I moved his chair back to armchair setting, I got in front of him in the foot well, he spread his legs, wriggling his ass to the front of the seat, pushing his bellend towards my mouth, I sniffed him deeply, why do teenage boys smell so good, I licked my lips and took his cock into my mouth, I allowed my throat to adjust, he was a big boy, my tongue could feel his veins flooding with blood, straining his skin. He began playing with his nipples as I steadily wanked his cock, my mouth working his bellend, shaft and cock ridge, he was beginning to pant, I gripped his balls in my spare hand, he threw his head back, muttering yes, yes, yes, I felt his bellend swell even larger and fire off into my waiting mouth, five ropes of the sweetest teenage cum, electrified my senses, I gripped his cock hard wanking it, drawing up every last drop of his boy juice, I could feel my fangs dropping, no I shouldn't, it would just be greedy I had already fed earlier, I couldn't stop myself, my fangs scratched his skin, an invisible trace of his blood touched my tongue, that was it, my fangs snapped into his shaft, my head was swimming, oh this boy, I drew more blood from his cock, I would have to see him again before I went home, I wanted his juices again and his arse. I got him cleaned up and dressed again, we drove along now with the, curtains open and the sunroof, Alfie standing and waving at London's pedestrians as we drove around, I was sated, chilled, refreshed, I sat smiling to myself, I loved London for a break. I dropped Alfie back to his father, arranging to take him out for the day, well it was the school holidays, his father seemed pleased to have him looked after for another day. So two days later Pyotr picked him up in the car and brought him to the apartment. He stood naked at the floor to ceiling windows, staring down river towards Big Ben, I had been right his fat soft cock, looked amazingly and obscene swinging practically to his knees. `Can we go out on to the balcony and hear Big Ben chime? He looked at me expectantly, I flipped the wall switch, he watched in awe as the glass wall folded back on its self, he was now standing outside the sun directly striking his body, the breeze causing his skin to get goose pimples, he moved further out to the glass rail, I joined him, his fat cock squashed against the glass, I put my hand on his pert bum, we stood in silence as Big Ben, struck twelve midday, I kissed his face, pushing the hair back from his eyes, he tried to stop me `No my spots, they are horrible' he sounded panicked, I kissed him again, this time on the pimples `Your beautiful, so beautiful, don't worry about them they will clear up now' I kissed him again and led him into the master bedroom, we climbed on to the bed together, I noticed his eyes watering, he looked at me. `I've never done anything like this before, I am so sorry but I am a virgin' he looked away from me Not more tears; I remembered that Billy Connolly sketch, Talking about Paradise according to the Koran. He said, I don't want 20 virgins, give me 20 whores who know what they are doing, that's paradise, not 20 people saying oh stop oh it hurts etc. `Well, do you want to do anything? I asked him stroking his cheek `Please, yes, can you guide me' his beautiful eyes melted my heart `Of course', I said planting my lips on his, his tongue found mine and we lay writhing around the bed, touching and kissing, both of us rock hard, I was on my back he whispered into my ear `Can I fuck you? I nodded kissing him again, I pulled my legs back exposing my hole, I passed him some lubricant and helped smear it all over his shaft and cock head, I took some and pushed it into my hole, I reached forward and gripped his shaft, he moved forward, I lined his bellend up at my hole, I smiled at him, he pushed forward, `Gently big guy', I gasped His bellend popped into my hole, wow, ouch, fuck; all of the previous again, maybe I was wrong to miss out the ass stretching finger bit first, whoever he was with this, little Alfie, would need to take time opening them up, ready for his meat. I panted as he pushed himself diligently home, he immediately started fucking my hole hard and fast, `Hey tiger, slow down, easy, I am not going anywhere and want to be able to walk later, so go easy, we are not in a porn flick' he nodded, grinning at me, I lay in ecstasy as, how do you say, this teenager, `fucked me a knew one' I was amazed by his stamina, he kept it up for about twenty minutes, not bad for a newbie, then the inevitable, he started to pant and then gasp `I am coming' he fell forward his legs rigid, I began kissing him again as I felt him spasming inside my ass, I lost count of the number of jets sprayed into me, I relaxed my ass, we lay in each other's arms, sharing our body warmth and intimacy. `What about me? I hear you ask, `oh I satisfied my hunger, my thirst and my cock later on'. Please send e-mails letting me know if you are enjoying the stories and any storyline suggestions; I cannot guarantee to use them all though. 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