Date: Tue, 10 Nov 2020 15:56:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: A Love Eternal (10)

This is is a fictional tale about Vampires and love. The tale of a mortal
in love with a Vampire and all the trials he and the Vampire face for
their love.The Vampire character is based off the utter perfect man in
the "All for Terry" story I have in the nifty site. This is a story I had
been wanting to write for ages. But was always blocked when trying to
wrote it like a regular fiction novel.
But now it seems I can by adding sex to the mix.  It is told at different
points if view. I hope you all enjoy it...

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A Love Eternal (10)
Meeting a God...

... "Oh my God" Oscar said to himself as he saw this man

He was utter perfection. Tall powerful looking and stunning to behold.
And he carried himself with a stern confidence as he moved himself
through the room.
The older guy that had come to him stopped and said hello. But Oscar was
not even looking at him as he stepped up to him. His eyes were only on a
God....



... Terry and Dieter headed out from the place they had been sitting. A
meal of minor bits just to make appearance.but but they needed to feed.
They needed blood to stay strong. So they headed to the local pubs and
gay clubs to pick up some unsuspecting mortal to feed upon.

"Such a.lovely place Terry" center said as they entered a club
"All the lovely meat to eat"

They walked into the place, drawing immediate attention. The two stunning
vampires. All men just gazed at the masculine Terry anf the tall
beautiful Dieter as the headed to the bar. They order some.wine and then
made for a table.
They had barely sat down when a big brawny looking fellow came over to
and tried to pick up Dieter. Dieter smiled and looked at Terry. Them back
at thr big man.

"Well now" he said softly
"What do we have here"

The big man looked at Terry and then looked to back off a bit.

"Oh shit. Are you guys together?" He asked
"No. Just friends" Terry said
"And Dieter likes big men"

Terry winked at the man. Then asked his name for Dieters sake the guy
introduced himself as Jason. Both Terry and dieter looked at the huge
man. He was near 6 foot 5 and had to be 260 pounds of muscle and tattoo.
Dieter grinned like a lovesick schoolgirl. He knew he could easily break
this huge man in two if he desired. But he definitely wanted some play
and sex before he killed him. Licking at his lips as he again glanced at
Terry.

"Why don't we go and dance, big boy" he said to Jason
"Sure" Jason said
"Do you mind?"
"By all means" Terry replied
"Dance"

He smiled and went back to his drink. Sipping the wine lightly as he
watched the two step away and head to the dance floor. Dieter waving back
at his old friend.
Terry smiled and was glad that Dieter was there. He was feeling a bit
lonely as of late. It had been at least 45 years since he tried to have
someone around him regularly. And other than Dieters periodic appearances
he was alone.
Then he pondered Damon again. His maker. Where was he now. Was he now. He
was always so reckless. Not caring about consequence just to feed. Yes he
was powerful, but he could still be killed. Like anyone else, he could
die.

"At least Dieter has some understanding of laying low" he said to
himself.
"A bit reckless himself. But he knew the dangers out there"
"Especially when we are weakest."

Terry was glad that Dieter listened to him. He would get what he wanted
and then fade out of the mortal world and close himself up in where ever
he was staying. To keep out of harms way.
"Are you still out there Damon?" He said to no one

He worried about Damon. Even if they had become so distant these long
years. He always wished him well and safety. He was after all his maker.
He glanced over to see his friend Dieter out there with the huge muscle
guy. Feeling sorry for the man as this would probably be his last night.
Knowing there was a lot of delicious blood flowing through those veins.
He licked his lips as well. Hoping for the taste of sweet fresh blood.
Then his eyes fell upon him. This younger but striking man. About 5'11"
or so. Lean and fine. But there was a soft tenderness to the young mans
face. He was talking to someone near the bar. Terry studied him and
lifted his nose to direct the oral factory senses to take him in. He
smell sweeter than most. Almost virgin like. But knew he was not.
His feature were beautiful to Terry. And he affixed his gaze to the young
man. Hoping the steely gaze would alert the guy to him staring. Then he
close his eyes and turned to listen to them. His sense of hearing razor
sharp to its target.

"So Oscar" one if the guys the man was talking to said
"Oscar. Hmm. Latin blood" he said to himself
"You see anyone hot here?" Oscars friend asked

Then Oscar's gazed looked around and landed on the man now looking at
him. 'Holy fuck!' His head screamed. Look at that man. Then his eyes met
Terry's piercing eyes. And even from where he stood he could see the
hazel color if them. The flecks of flickering color in the mans eyes were
as clear to him across the room as if he were standing next to him. Like
the eyes had a life of their own. Dancing and shimmering as the beautiful
man gazed at him.
He smiled almost shyly at the stunning man looking at him from across the
place. And all he could tho k of was who was this God. He had never seen
this man before at the club.

"Wow" he huffed lightly
"Who is he"
"What?" His friend asked him
"Oh. Um. Nothing" Oscar said back

Then his friend looked at where he was looking and saw Terry. He too
looked at the man with astonishment. But then he realized he had seen him
before and told Oscar so.

"Oh him". He said with a grin
"I have seen him around here before"
"He is gorgeous"
"But way out of our league"

Oscar looked at his friend and then back towards Terry. He sighed and
realized that he was right. The man was sheer perfection. And that was
just his face. Bearded but neatly trimmed facial hair. His lips were
almost taunting at him as thr man smiled softly.
'Who was he?' This fantastically gorgeous man seated there to the side.
So utterly gorgeous that all other bodies in the room seemed to just
disappear, and all there was was Oscar and this man looking at one
another. The mans lips moved almost in slow motion and seemed to softly
mouth something to him. And Oscar could hear the voice even across the
room. But every thing did seem to just fade off. All the noises and
sounds around him. Conversations and the thrilling beat of music just
faded away as he stared at him.

"Come" Terry said

Terry knew that Oscar was wanting him. He could smell the desire in the
man. This would be his feast tonight. This beautiful young man that he
was looking at.
Oscar found himself moving now. Like his feet were not gis own. He'll it
seemed as if he was floating. Gliding across the room. Bodies he passed
were just grayed off shadows between that stunning man and himself. Then
he found himself in front of the seated man. The man saying the words
'Come to me' again in hus head. Like a faint echo passing through his
mind.

"Hello" the man said
"I am Terry. Come, sit"
"Huh?" Oscar then spit out

It was then that Oscar looked up. It was like he had awoken from a
trance. All the sounds that had faded off into the distance returned. The
hard pounding beat if the music around him seemed to explode around him.
All the chatter if voices returned. And as he looked at Terry sitting
there he could not remember walking over there to him. He looked at his
hand and his drink he was holding was still in it.

"Are you alright?" Terry asked

Oscar looked around and then back at Terry. Still confused about how he
got across the room and to where he was. But as ge looked at the gorgeous
man there he seemed to call down. His face had an almost calming affect
on him. So Oscar did sit down and across from Terry.
Terry grabbed gis drink and pulled to his lips again. Taking in another
sip. His eyes never leaving Oscar. Then he placed his drink down and
spoke. His voice was of medium tone and had an air of elegance. Like he
was somehow regal and of higher upbringing.

"I saw your eyes on me" he said
"And I could not help but look back"
"You are quite a beautiful young man"

Then Terry (even though he knew Oscars name) asked him his name.

"You know my name. But I don't have yours" Terry said
"Ohh." Oscar guffed in embarrassment
"Sorry. My name is Oscar"
"Still a little weirded of how I got over here."
"Must be my magnetic personality that drew you over" Terry replied with a
smile.

Oscar snapped out if gis stupor as he was sitting there across from the
most gorgeous man he had ever seen. And he wanted to see if there was a
connection with this guy. Other than the sheer air of his beauty. Oscars
lust for the obviously tall man that was sitting just a few feet from
him. He looked at Terry's arms and chest that seemed to fill out the
shirt he wore. And just at the end of the sleeves he could see the blonde
hairs that were peering out from the sleeve. The hairs that were
obviously in the mans forearms and maybe elsewhere. His hands that were
strong yet seemed like the rest of him, elegant. Long and almost
manicured hands. The nails and cuticle smooth and almost shiny from how
perfect they looked.
There was a ring on his left pinky that seemed almost old in the way it
was made. There was what appeared an almost Celtic symbol carved into it.
Probably a family crest or something passed down the generations. It was
interesting on the mans beautiful hands.

"He had to be old world rich or something" Oscar mouthed

Terry smiled and in his head replied the words. "If you only knew my
boy".

The two sat there and talked. Nothing filthy as most guys in here had a
tendency to discuss. It was all about the puck up and the sex. But Terry
could immediately see that Oscar was not looking for just a bit night of
romp. His scent had just a hi t of his desire. But there was more
curiousity about himself in Oscar that desire. An almost shy quality.
Terry found that he did not want to kill this young man. He was too
beautiful inside to cause him any harm. It was almost instant this
feeling. But he did need to feed tonight. And he almost decided to brush
off Oscar. But he was too intrigued by him to just let him go. Maybe he
could get some pleasure before going out and taking someone more worthy
of death.

"Well hello?" came Dieters voice from crowd
"I see you found a beautiful one Terrance"

Terry looked at him with a look of wanting to strangle him. Them Dieter
corrected himself as he gazed at his old friend

"Forgive me" he said woth a smile
"He hates being called that"
"Don't you Terry"
"This is Jake" he added if the bug man in his arm
"Isn't he just delicious looking?"

Jake smiled at oscar and Terry. But gave Terry an almost lustful look.
Then Terry suggested that Oscar sit next to him so that Dieter could sit
next to Jake. Oscar complied and moved around the table to Terry's side.
As he sat down next to Terry he could smell him now. An almost sweet
fragrance that lifted off the man and to his nose.
Terry pulled his hand up and onto the back of the booth behind Oscars
head. He touched the back of his head as he did. Oscar felt a strange
electricity from that momentary grazed on the back of his head. He looked
to terry as that happened and Terry apologized for the action. He smiled
back at the man.

"It's okay" he said
"So who is your friend Terry?" Dieter asked
"This is Oscar." Terry replied
"Oscar. This is one of my oldest friends Dieter"
"Dieter, Oscar"

Oscar reached over to the flamboyant mans hand and shook it. Dieter
answered back at Terry's comment woth an almost wicked smile.

"Yes. Seems centuries" he laughed
"We should all go back to your home Terry"
"For some private 'cocktail' and a more intimate setting"

He lingered around the world cocktail. His eye brow cocking up with his
smile wide. Terry looked at Oscar and asked him with his eyes. Then said.
"Just a few drinks with out this thunderous noise"
Oscar pondered what to do. He figured Dieter only had sex in mind.
Something he did not. He hardly knew these guys. Regardless of how
stunning Terry was. He was not going to just jump I to bed with a
stranger. He was just not built that way. And it always ended I
disappointment.

"I will bring you back here" Terry then added
"Or drop you off at home"

And as if anticipating what Oscar was to say. He even said for Oscar to
tell his friends where he was.

"Give me your phone" Terry then said
"I will put my information in it"
"You can. 'Text' my address to your friends"
"That way you will feel safer."
"Its just drinks and conversation"
"I find you fascinating"

Oscar paused and then agreed. He wanted to be cautious, not knowing if
these men were some whack jobs. Dieter was definitely out there. But
something told him he would be safe with Terry.  That this man would not
let him get hurt. It was just a deep and beautiful instinct urging him to
go on. That this man was more than just a handsome creature. And as Terry
had said, Oscar found this man intriguing and fascinating too. Could he
be someone he could have some connection with that may actually make him
content. Whatever it was he needed to find out.
He told Terry he would be right back. That he was just going to tell his
friends he was leaving. Terry smiled and touched his shoulder. Again the
electricity coursed through Oscar.

"I will see you guys later" he said to his friend
"You are going home with him?" His friend asked
"Just hanging out. Nothing weird"
"Take pictures. I wanna see than man naked"

Oscar found his friend tobe crude at the moment. Telling him it was just
for drinks. That he had no plans in sex with Terry tonight. He was then
called a prude.

"You have to sex that gorgeous man up" he was told
"He is obviously slumming"
"And you won't get another chance"

Oscar called him a pig.but gave him the address, just in case.

"Have fun. Please!" Was shouted back to him

Then Oscars returned to where Terry and Dieter were. Then the four of
them headed out. Getting into a large luxury car and driving off to
Terry's place....
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More to come