Date: Sat, 13 May 2023 06:18:28 +0000 From: Sam Subject: Vladimir the Impaler - Chapter 1 Please support Nifty to keep this free service going. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Comments are welcome. sam@gamermail.net The following is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places or events is coincidental. This story takes place in a different universe to our own where laws are different, and other aspects of our reality are different as well. This is a slow moving romance story in many parts. If you are looking for a quickie, this isn't it. All of my stories are available on my wordpress site: http://samstories.online ----------- Vladimir the Impaler - Chapter 1 by Sam Why does it have to be so loud? I really hate these places. I'm in a nightclub and it is loud and full of drunk guys trying to hit on me. Well, ok, that last part is why I'm in a nightclub. My boyfriend dumped me a few months ago so I'm trying to find a new one. Problem with doing it here is that the guys hitting on me are not wanting the same thing as me. I mean, I get it, I'm hot and they want to get with me, but I'm not here for a quick bang, I want a guy to love me. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Sam. I'm 5 feet 4 inches (162 cm) tall and 110 pounds (49 kg). I have blond hair, blue eyes and a huge 4 inch (10 cm) cock. LOL. Ok, that last one is a joke. I know I'm small but it doesn't matter because I'm a total bottom. So my bubble butt is what matters in that area. So I'm here in a nightclub with the music so loud I'm surprised the wait staff aren't totally deaf by now. I'm sitting at a table drinking my soda. I'm 21 but I'm not a fan of alcohol. Especially here where all it would do is make me go off with one of these guys that I don't want. Every few minutes another guy comes up to me and shouts his pickup line at me. Yes, shouts. I know this place is for dancing but its main draw is you can meet other guys. But how do you get to know someone when you can't talk to them without screaming over the music? Now I like music. Especially this music. It is EDM or dance. Well whatever it is called now, I like the music. I can't dance to it because I suck at dancing. But it is good music. But why is it so loud that you can't talk to the guys you are trying to meet? Anyway, yes, guys come up and shout a cheesy pickup line at me. Now I give everyone a chance because it is hard to make the first move. But some of these lines are so bad. I talk with them as best I can for a minute to find out if they really want to get to know me or if they just want to go fuck and never talk to me again. Like I said before, I'm here to find a man to love, not fuck. I can get cock any day of the week from my roommate, but not love. He is straight but between girlfriends so he fucks me to relieve his stress. But he has told me he will never have feelings for me. So when I find out they just want sex, and a few want it now in the club bathroom, I send them away to wait for the next guy to come up with his "the only 10 I see" line. I have a feeling this isn't the best place to find love. But my options are limited here. It is a college town but I'm not in college so I'm not able to stalk the campus for hot guys. I will not go to a bar because that is really only a one night stand place. Plus at the gay bar everyone tries to buy you a drink. Now I'm not saying this is all guys, but I've watched the news and you can't trust a drink you get at a bar not to be drugged. And nobody is roofieing me to get at my ass. So I am not doing the bar. And this is the only gay club in town. Now don't get me wrong. The guys coming up to chat with me are attractive and most seem college age. But what they want isn't what I'm looking for so that is why they don't work. It is getting really late, after midnight to be exact, and all I've had is fuck requests and a few come suck me off real fast in the bathroom requests, so I get up and leave. I head back home to my third floor apartment that I share with my roommate. When I get there I go to my room. I get out of my clothes and get a shower to clean off. When I'm clean and dry I get in bed. There is a knock on the door. A guy comes in. He is 6 feet (183 cm) tall with brown hair and eyes. It is my roommate Scott. Scott is my best friend. We met in first grade and became friends then grew up together. I would hang out with him at his house on the weekends and during the summer. He has a big sister, Mandy, that would sometimes hang out with us too. It was fun for me to hang out with him because I'm an only child so Scott kinda became my brother of sorts. And his sister is really bossy. She would order us around when our parents were away. But most of the time me and Scott would disappear into his room so she wouldn't bother us. When I came out Scott was very supportive of me. Though he said he was straight. I'm not saying he isn't, but he did let me do some stuff that straight guys normally wouldn't. When I chose my college Scott also applied to it so we could stay together. We roomed together in the dorms then when I dropped out and moved to this apartment, Scott came with me. When my boyfriend dumped me Scott was there to comfort me. He is also the one that convinced me to get back out there and find a man. "Sam, how did it go tonight?" "Not good. Only guys wanting a fuck." "I'm sorry. But don't give up, there is someone to love you out there." "Thanks Scott." "Sam, can you do me a favor?" "You need a fuck?" "Yeah." "Ok. Might as well." Scott comes in and lubes up his cock. I get on all fours and present my ass to him. He pushes into me and holds onto my hips as he thrusts his cock in and out of me. Don't get me wrong. Scott has a great cock. It is 8 inches (20 cm) and super thick. It feels really good when he fucks me. But he will never love me and is only getting his rocks off with me until he can find a girl. He picks up the pace so I know he is close so I grab my dick and start to stroke myself so I can cum too. After a few minutes of hard pounding he shoves it all the way into me and starts to pump his cum inside me. I stroke myself some more and then I cum on the bed. When we come down he cleans off is cock and goes back to his room. I clean my ass and bed then get in and go to sleep. The next night I get ready to go to the nightclub. It is Saturday so it is the last night this week I can do it. I work Monday through Friday so I can only go to the nightclub on Friday and Saturday nights. Scott is in the living room watching a football game. "Well, I'm heading out." "Ok Sam. You'll find someone tonight, I just know it." "Why don't you go out too? How are you going to find a girl sitting on the couch?" "Well, I'm not going to find a girl in that nightclub you are going to." "I've seen straight girls there. But you can go to one of the straight clubs." "I'm good Sam. I look online. It is easier than trying to hit on girls in a club and getting turned down." "But I thought online was just for finding fucks." "Works for me. But you can find love too." "Maybe I should do it online." "Sam you would crash the website and get more fuck requests than you could read through. It wouldn't work for you. You want love." "You're right I guess. Well I'm heading out." "Ok. Don't come back without a boyfriend." I headed to the nightclub. When I got there I showed my ID and paid the door fee and got my wristband. I then went to the bar and got a coke and found an open table and sat down. A few minutes later the guys started coming over. I guess I'm lucky. The guys come to me instead of me having to go to them. I'm not sure what I would do if I had to be the one to make the first move. But I don't have to. I just wish the guys coming over didn't just want to whip their cock out and start pounding me at the table. I did what I always do. Ignore how bad the opening line is and try to talk to them to find out what they are interested in. Now I get a lot of the same lines over and over. I wonder if there is a book of bad pickup lines that every one of these guys has read. But it is just them trying to find a way to open the conversation so I just roll with it. But yes, it did hurt. Not falling from heaven, but listening to that question for the 10th time tonight. When I find out they want sex I send them on. It is ridiculous how many just want sex. I know we are all young, well most of us. That 40 year old in the corner over there doesn't count. So we are young and when you are young you are one, horny as fuck and two, not usually ready for a long term commitment. But I am ready and that is all I want. But no, what they want is to fuck me. Is that all I am? Am I just an ass to fuck? Is that all I'm worth? Ok, sex is great and we all need it. But just having sex to have sex is empty. It would be like it is with Scott. Just a cock in me for a few minutes then they are gone. Not what I want. If that is all I needed then I would just stick with getting fucked by Scott. I wouldn't have to be in this loud ass club dealing with all these guys. I could get cock from him and be happy. Probably for a long time because I'm not sure if he is really looking all that hard for a girl. He's been 'between girlfriends' for over a year now. But like I said, Scott sex is not what I'm after. I want a guy to love me. To get to know and fall in love and then, when we have sex, have it mean something. Then we can get married and adopt some kids and I'd take care of the house while he went out and worked. Ok, I'm a hopeless romantic and want to have a husband and live in the 1950s. But that is what I dream of. The night continues on. I get hit on so much. I'm wondering if I should just go online. At least I wouldn't have to be in this club with the loud music. But Scott said to not come back without a boyfriend so I'll stay and see if I can get someone. It is after midnight again and I've found nobody. The club is starting to empty out so I'm thinking I'll leave too. I'm getting a little tired because I'm not used to being up this late. I work 9-5 so I'm used to being up early. I guess I'll have to try again next week. I finish up my drink. Before I leave another guy comes up to me. I guess one more to reject before I leave. He shouts, "Hi, can I buy you a drink?" I look at his wrist strap. It is the under 21 one. Well, he is cute but if he wants sex he aint getting it. But why not get another drink? But I'm really tired of being here. "Can we go somewhere less loud?" "Oh, sorry. I'm not looking for sex I was hoping to get to know you first." Wait, seriously? Did I find someone looking for the same thing I was? "No, you misunderstand. I mean just not here. We can go to a coffee shop or something." "Yeah I guess but I don't have a car." "I got one, we can take it." We left out and headed over to an all night coffee shop. He got us some drinks and we sat at a table. "So I'm Sam, what's your name?" "Vladimir." "That is an interesting name." "It is an old family name. Sam is a nice name. What is it short for?" "Nothing. I was named Sam. So what do you do?" "Nothing right now. My parents won't let me work. My dad wants me to take over for him when I get older. What do you do?" "I work for a call center now. I was going to college but I dropped out." "That sounds interesting. At least your parents let you work." "They live in Wisconsin so they don't have much choice in what I do." "Oh, so do you live alone?" "No, I have an apartment with a roommate. What about you?" "I live with my parents." We continued to chat until it was almost 2am. Vladimir was really easy to talk to and I found myself enjoying spending time with him. But it was very late and I didn't want him to get into trouble if he had a curfew or something. "Do you have to be home by a certain time? It is getting late." "Yeah, sorry. But would it be ok if we went out sometime?" "Sure, I'd like that. I'll give you my number." We exchanged numbers and I took him back to the club then went home. When I got home I headed to my room and got a shower then got in bed. There was a knock on the door. "You are getting home late tonight. Did you get lucky?" "I didn't have sex with anyone if that is what you're asking." "I meant did you find your lover?" "I don't know but I did spend time with someone. I'll have to see where it goes." "That's great. So can we still...?" "Yeah we can." Scott came into the room and I got on all fours. He fucked me until he pumped his load inside me. After he left I cleaned up and went to sleep. The next day after work I got a call. "Hello." "Uh, is this Sam?" "Yeah, who's this?" "Vladimir. I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner Friday night." "Hey Vladimir. Yeah I would like that. Where at?" "There is a steakhouse I like. I eat late so is 9 o'clock ok for you?" "Wow, you do eat late. But that is fine with me. Do I need to pick you up?" "No, my dad will drop me off and pick me up after. We can get you if you want or I can give you the address and you can meet me there." "I'll take my own car. Just text me the address and I'll be there." "Great, I'll see you Friday then." "Ok, bye." Scott was listening to my side of the conversation. "Sounds like it is getting serious between you two." "What? We are just going to dinner." "I'm just playing. But it is great you found someone." "Well we will see. This is our first date." "First of many I hope. I'm gonna miss that ass though." "Then get off the couch and find you some pussy." "I'll get me some, don't worry." I made up some dinner and me and Scott ate then I cleaned up. I watched some TV with him until it was time for bed. I got my shower then got in bed and went to sleep. On Friday when I got off work I went and took a shower and got dressed. I then went and made dinner for Scott and had a little myself. "I thought you were eating with your boyfriend tonight." "I am. And he isn't my boyfriend yet. But he eats at 9 and I can't go that long so I'm having just a little to tide me over." "Really? I've been hearing you moan 'Vladimir' over and over every night. You even screamed his name when I fucked you last night." Ok, I've been single way longer than I usually am at this point so I might have built up a little relationship in my head between me and Vladimir. But truthfully, that conversation we had in the coffee shop was really good. I felt comfortable with Vladimir, more comfortable than anyone I have ever dated, and we talked about so much that I feel like I know all about him. So when I jack off it is him that I imagine now. Also when Scott fucks me I imagine it is Vladimir fucking me. I know it is all imaginary and I don't really know him very much, but he is cute and very sexy and I really want to know what he looks like naked. So I may moan his name sometimes. "Well I didn't say I didn't fantasize about him being my boyfriend, just that he isn't yet." "Ok well if you give him as good a fuck as you did me last night then he will be." "Scott, I'm trying not to think about sex. I want to take it slow and get to know him first. I don't want another Derek where I rush in and just sleep with him and then get dumped 3 months later." "Ok, sorry Sam. You said he didn't work so are you paying?" "I don't know, we didn't talk about it. But I'll have my wallet if I need to." "If you're going to pay for someone to live with and fuck you so they don't have to work I'll take the job." "You won't love me Scott. I like the sex with you but I need more. And while your cock is great, you are not as hot as Vladimir is." "Oh? How big is his cock?" "I don't know, we haven't had sex. He is really hot though. He is about 5 foot 9 inches (175 cm) tall with deep green eyes and dark brown hair. He has a nice solid looking chest and a toned ass..." "Ok, ok... So when are you heading out?" "It is on the other side of town so in a few hours so I can be there at 9." "So you wanna fuck before you go?" "No Scott. I'm not going on a date with your cum in my ass. You'll have to jack off tonight." "Well that's no fun, but ok." When it was time to go I checked to make sure I looked ok then headed out. It took about a half hour to get to the restaurant. I've never been to this one before but it looked ok. When I got there Vladimir was standing outside alone. I went to him and after we said our hellos we headed inside. He even opened the door for me. The hostess took us to a table. We sat down and he gave us the menus. We ordered some cokes then looked at the menus. It was a nice place. Well except for all the peanut shells on the floor, but that is standard for one of these steak places. There was a bar over to one side that had a football game on. They were playing some country music station, or I guess country-pop. It wasn't the depressing country music, it was the upbeat stuff that sometimes makes it onto the top 40 stations. The menu had a lot of different steak cuts on it, as well as chicken and burgers and the normal side dishes. "I've never been here. It is late, are they open late enough?" "I love it here. They are open all night so we are fine. How has your week gone?" "Ok. Just a lot of work but it wasn't too bad. How about you?" "Boring. My dad won't let me work. But they let me do what I want. There just isn't much to do." "So am I paying?" "No. My dad has an account here so I'll cover it all. Order whatever you want, he can afford it." "I don't want to take too much money from your dad." "Don't worry about it. Trust me, he can afford it. Plus they have great steaks so you have to try one." "Well ok then." When the waiter came back Vladimir ordered first. "I'll have a 16 oz (453 g) ribeye steak and baked potato with sour cream and green beans." "How would you like that cooked sir?" "Very rare." The waiter then turned to me. "And for you sir?" "That sounds good. I'll have the same but make mine well done." "Very good." The waiter took our menus and headed to the kitchen. I looked at Vladimir and raised my eyebrows. "Very rare?" "Yeah. I love the taste of a rare steak. I still think they overcook it but it is still good. My dad has a deal with a butcher for steaks and he loves them rare so I got a taste for it too." "Well we all are different. So what do you do all day without working?" "Well I sleep most of the day. My parents are night owls so I am too." "So that is why you eat late. So what do you do all night then?" "Well I spend time with my parents or in my room." "Oh, what do you do in your room?" "Um... I'd rather not say." "Oh... That's ok. We all do it. So you don't play video games?" "No, we don't have any systems. My parents are old fashioned. We don't even have a TV. We listen to the radio or play cards, plus Dad has a large collection of books." "Wow. I would go nuts without a TV." "I'm ok. They let me have a phone because I told them it is impossible to live without one now. Plus I use it to call them when I need to get picked up. And I use it to watch stuff when I'm in my room." "Well that is something." The waiter brought our food. He put a plate in front of both of us. It looked good. Vladimir's was seared on the outside but when he cut into it, it was very red inside. A lot of red juice came out too. Mine was cooked all the way through. It was very good. When Vladimir had finished his steak he used some of the bread to soak up the red juice from his steak and ate it. After we finished eating, the waiter came and asked if we wanted some dessert. I was full so I didn't and Vladimir said he didn't either. The waiter brought the bill and Vladimir signed it and left a tip and we headed out. "I hope you had a good time Sam." "I did. Did you?" "Yeah. Would you like to go out again tomorrow night?" "I would. Let's go bowling. It is open late." "Ok. Text me the address and time and I'll be there." "Alright. Do you want a ride home?" "No thanks. Dad will be here in a few minutes." "Ok then, I'll see you tomorrow." I headed home leaving Vladimir out front to wait for his dad. When I got home I got undressed and got in bed. There was a knock on the door. "So how did it go tonight?" "Great. I really like him." "That's good. He take you to the bathroom and give you a present?" "Do you think all gay guys think only of sex? No we didn't fuck in the bathroom. He was a perfect gentleman and we just had a good meal." "Sorry. I'm glad you two are hitting it off though. Are you going to see him again?" "Yeah. We are going bowling tomorrow night." "Why not during the day? It is Saturday and you are off and could spend more time together." "He says he is a night owl and sleeps during the day. But it is ok. It gives me time to clean the house and do your laundry." "Ok then. Can you take care of my cock?" "Of course but you are going to need to get a girl. If me and Vladimir hit it off I'll only take his cock and do his laundry." "You'll still make my meals though, right?" "If we live here I will but he may want me to move in with him. If so, you will have to fend for yourself." Scott got a terrified look on his face. "But you know I can't cook. Fuck, I'll have to go back to eating out all the time. What am I saying? I can't do laundry either. I'm going to have to step up my game and find a girl." "It's ok Scott. You have time. I said I was taking it slow. And I was kidding. I'll do your laundry too if he moves in here. You know I've always taken care of you and I don't plan to stop now. Though you should learn." Though I knew he wouldn't. Scott is a hopeless straight guy. At home he had his mom to do all his laundry and cooking and then when we came to college I took over. "Thank god. Ok, let's fuck. I've been super horny ever since you left." I got on all fours and pushed my ass at him. He lubed up and sunk his cock into me. When he was all the way in he held onto my hips then started thrusting in and out of me. I was feeling good and started stroking my cock. Scott's cock is a perfect thickness, it hits my prostate every time. And, even though I knew it was Scott, my mind started to put Vladimir behind me. I imagined it was him that was pushing his cock in and out of my ass making me moan. When he started thrusting harder I knew he was getting close. I jacked myself faster and soon I was shooting my cum onto my bed. Scott pushed all the way into me and pumped his cum inside me. When he had come down he pulled out of me and cleaned off his cock. "Goodnight Sam." "Night." Scott went back to his room and I got up and cleaned myself and my bed off then got in and went to sleep. To be continued...