Date: Wed, 24 Feb 2010 18:05:52 +0500 From: Phunk Factor Subject: Vampire Sex Diaries Chapter 7 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! :) As much as Stefan tried to stay awake in the history class, he couldn't. He kept dosing off, it was good that Elena and Bonnie were covering up for him or else he would have to spend time in the detention with some grumpy old hag. The class was going on, when the principal knocked and informed Mr. Alaric that he will be monitoring detention the whole of this week because the teacher who was supposed to was out with flu. Stefan sat-up straight with attention at the lucky scoop of information he had just learned. Alaric Saltzman would be in detention all week monitoring it. Alaric. Detention. All week. All alone. Hot! Stefan's dick grew instantly hard. Alaric Saltzman had been a long-time crush of Stefan. He admired alot about the older man. Not only was he classically handsome, but the smart and confidence that exuded from him was the bigger attraction factor. Couple it with that manly swagger and manners of a gentleman, he was just about everything anyone could want in a man. He needed to get in detention somehow and make sure nobody gets detention either that day. The first part wouldn't be that difficult but the second was crazy difficult. He didn't know how he would be able to manage it. But he knew that he had time till Friday to plan it all, Stefan thought. Stefan thought of asking Damon for help, but the recent events at home were not a big helping factor in his mission. Given the fact that Zach's big secret was out, he wanted to be nailed all time of the day. Being a vampire, it wasn't much difficult for Damon to do so. The two had been fucking so often that Damon didn't bother putting his clothes on at home anymore. He would be walking around naked or just in his green briefs. All that wouldn't have been as annoying as it seemed if Stefan didn't kept bumping into the two humping in his sight. Sometime Stefan thought they, or at least Damon, were doing this on purpose. Zach had also started coming on to Stefan asking for a quick fuck. Stefan had to push him out of the room and then lock him outside. The man absolutely refused to understand that Stefan is not interested in fucking him, getting sucked by him or even having him anywhere close to his genitals. One night Zach really crossed the line, when he sneaked into a room while Stefan was sleeping. Fortunately for Stefan, you can't sneak up on a vampire, especially if you are a human. This had really annoyed Stefan, grabbing Zach by the collar he dragged him into the main living room. He believed he could hear Damon being there. "Your bitch has been disturbing me!", Stefan announced entering the room and found Damon fucking some completely random boy he had never seen before. "Who's is that?", Stefan asked. "Andrew Thompson. Some model I just fetched from New York!", Damon answered in an as-a-matter-of-fact manner. "What were you doing in New York?", Stefan asked. "Selling Girl's Scout cookies!", Damon answered innocently. Stefan couldn't handle Damon's weird answers. "Just take him and tell him to stop bothering me!", Stefan said angrily throwing Zach down. "Sorry, no can do! Whatishizname is nothing compared to whatzridingmydick. God, this kid has such a fantastic ass!", Damon gloated and started sucking on his nipple. He opened one of his eyes and looked at Stefan, "You want him? Only 19 and so yummy!" Damon said sweetly making an offer. Stefan scanned at the thin emaciated frame of Andrew. To Stefan he looked more like some child porn star than a professional model. He was amazed at how skinny the models need to be now a days in order to get work. Damon was also feeding on him as he boned him, Stefan could see two puncture marks at the neck. "You're sick!", Stefan replied in disgust as he left for his room. "Doesn't it feel awesome to know there is nothing you can do about it?", Damon asked with happiness. "Suck my cock again, boy!", Damon ordered to the kid who was just riding his dick. Stefan's dick had become hard once again and since he wasn't one of those who masturbated his dick took a very long time to go soft. He was tired as well, he had been working extra hard in making sure nobody got detention for Friday. He wanted to be the only one there on Friday, so he could make a move on Mr. Saltzman. Friday came and Stefan was purposefully late for school. The principal was sure to hand him a detention slip as he entered. Stefan was so happy on having being detained. He is most definitely going to be having a great day. And the entire day did indeed go really well. During history class, Stefan's mind was flooded with dirty thoughts and the things he wanted to do to Mr. Saltzman. He had the biggest smile on his face and couldn't wipe it off even after repeated weird looks from his history teacher. The clock struck 3 and all the students screamed in excitement of the approaching weekend and the prospect of no school for the next 64 hours. Elena came up to him, but Stefan had to pretend to be all sad for detention. Truth was he wanted to get there as soon as possible and rip off Mr. Saltzman's clothes. "That sucks!" Elena said in a disappointed tone. Stefan shrugged to agree, "Hey, call me tonight! Maybe we could arrange for something tomorrow!", she requested. "I'll do that!", Stefan agreed and kissed her good-bye. He watched her go and just as soon she had turned around the corner, Stefan phased to the room where he was supposed to report. He couldn't help but smile as he unlocked and step inside. "You seem really happy to be detained on a Friday afternoon!", came a voice. Stefan recognized it wasn't of Mr. Saltzman. It was vaguely familiar but he couldn't place it firmly who it belonged to. "Tyler?!", Stefan asked in surprise seeing the cliche 'bad boy jock' that all high schools have at least one in quantity. Sample A here, also happened to be of excellent quality.