Date: Tue, 16 Feb 2021 21:48:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ozorli65@aol.com" <ozorli65@aol.com>
Subject: A Love Eternal (12)

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 (12)
A Strange Desire...


... "May I kiss you?" Terry asked Oscar

The man that Oscar had come home with. Or to Terry's home that was. They
sat there on the back patio of Terry's luxurious home. Near the pool on a
sofa lounger. The semi rough cushion under his butt. Terry had just told
hom how beautiful he was. Then reached over and stroked his cheek. It
felt good to have such a stunning man show interest in him. This tall
gorgeous creature with the opulent home on the hill in the best part of
town. An area Oscar never figured he would find himself. But here he was
and sitting next to Terry
And the beautiful man wanted to kiss him. Of course Oscar wanted to kiss
Terry. He looked at the stunning man and turned. He then saw as Terry
moved in closer to him. His hand reaching for Oscar. Then he touched at
Oscars neck. Oscar felt the odd coolness of the mans touch but let him
pull him to his face.
Oscar gazed at the mans face, his eyes and then his mouth. It was
slightly moist from Terry licking at it. And then Terry pulled their
mouths together. It was a soft and tender kiss. A lovely kiss to oscar,
something less that what Terry himself expected to do. He expected a
powerful and wet slobbery kiss. But he somehow found himself pulling back
as theirs lips touched. So the kiss was less sexual that he wanted.

"Strange" he thought to himself.
"There is something. Something about him"

Oscar just loved the softness of the lips he kissed. He tasted an almost
sweetness beyond the wine they had been drinking. And he could not place
that sweetness. But whatever it was, he liked it.
He pulled back after the kiss and looked at the stunning man. Terry's
incredible eyes seemed to bore right through him.

"Nice" Terry said to him
"Very tasty"
"You too" Oscar said back find the comments a bit odd

But he didn't care, he liked this man. And he wanted to see where this
might go.

"So, Oscar" Terry them said
"What brought you to the club tonight?"
"Needing to get out of the house I guess" Oscar said back
"I don't go out very often"
"I find the bar scene.. Um draining"
"Bit my friends suggested I do it before I went mad"

Terry reach for Oscar anf let his fingers move up and down his arm and to
his shoulder and neck. The soft caress made Oscar almost swoon. It was
nice and almost electric. Then the man smiled at him again. It was warm
and inviting.

"Ahh yes" Terry came back
"I umderstand"
"The bar scene came be quite tedious"

He grabbed his drink and took another swallow. Then placed it down to the
table again. Then he leaned back to the chair. Sighing a bit as he looked
up and to the sky. Oscar watched him as he seemed to be searching for
something.
He wanted to move in closer and just grab at the bigger man and kiss him
some more. But he was still nervous and felt somehow unworthy of even
sitting next to the gorgeous God like creature. So he just asked Terry
how many times has he been there. Because if course he had never seen
Terry or his friend around before. But he of course assumed the mans
class of people had private parties and such. And that going to the bar
for him would be slumming it. But he asked the man regardless.

"And you?" He started
"Why would someone of your... Um, breeding want to come to some trashing
club."

Then he stopped himself and apologized as he realised he may have said
something insulting to the man. He really didn't know Terry, so his
presumption was (he felt) not a proper question.

"That is alright Oscar" Terry came back
"I really am not much for... High society"
"I mean. I will indulge in a get together now and then"
"But I don't really associate with much if the snobbery in what you may
consider 'my circle'
"So no need to apologize"
"I may be 'old money' as Deiter says. But I don't care for it much. That
lifestyle that is."

Oscar still apologized again. Terry again smiled at him. Then he tapped
his leg and then got up.

"Come" he said letting out his hand to Oscar
"I want to show you something"

Oscar looked at him oddly. But he was intrigue by the handsome man. And
he did want to get to know him. There was just that something about this
man that made him want to be around him. An air of playfulness that he
had not seen, but somehow knew was there. An odd attraction and trust he
should not have for someone he just met. This night was supposed to be
about a possible hook up. Just some needed release sexually. And yes he
was very very attracted to Terry. But he found him to be something
'other' than a fling. Like he had an instant connection with this man.
And he wanted something more with the beautiful man, other than a nice
fuck. So he did follow the man. Back into the house and through the halls
and corridors in it.
Then they stepped into a large room. There were well iver a dozen
paintings and portraits on the walls. Mostly men, a few females here and
there. And many of them looked like Terry. And then Oscar started to
think this guy was a narcissist as the men seemed identical to him.

"No, they are not me" Terry blurted
"These are my ancestors."
"And yes I do look like them"
"It seems to be a trait that seemed to fall on the men in my family. "
"This.. Lol you see before you"

Oscar went to ine if the paintings and realised the man was right. Ine of
the paintings was dated to near 200 hundred years ago. The man in it was
Terry. But could not have been as he was here and the face was a slightly
younger man. Long wavy hair and full beard. But there was no denying the
resemblance. And then he looked at another one. Different facial hair and
different look. But again it was Terry in that painting.

"Who is this?" He then asked
"This is great great grandfather Bernard" Terry said
"And the other one with the long hair?"
"That is a great, great, great, great grand uncle Merrick"
"I am probably off by a few 'greats"  Terry said with a smile.
"He was my favorite"

They sat down in the sofa in the room. Oscar looking at the images in the
walls. Then Terry just started to talk about his family. His earliest
family coming from somewhere in the area of what is Romania now. But
later on they moved to the British Isles where the last few dozen
generations lived before his family came to America.

"Great uncle Merrick was different." He said
"He was back from a time when my family had no wealth"
"A warrior, he was"

He then told Oscar of his family more. So many years of putting this
together had Terry easily telling his tale. Oscar was simply fascinated
by it, and Terry. He would look at the mans stunning face. Those powerful
piercing eyes that had an allure like no other. The handsome face that
was both beautiful and masculine. The curvature of the mans jawline under
the trimmed beard. And those lips. 'Oh God' those lips that Oscar could
see himself kissing over and over again.
Oscar moved in closer to this man as his interest in him expanded. He was
so revealing of his family gene pool. All the good and the bad of it. The
wealth and the evil of his past relations.

"Your family tree is pretty crazy" he said to Terry
"I am sure if you search you own Oscar" Terry started
"I am sure you will do d aime crazy"

The he winked and smiled at him. Saying then that all families had
oddballs in there tree. No one was truly innocent. Then he place a hand
on Oscars leg again. This time holding it there. Oscar could take no
more. He had to kiss this gorgeous man. He licked at his lips and gazed
deeply at Terry's eyes. There seemed to be flickers of colored fire just
around the iris as he leaned in closer. Terry also moved in closer to the
younger man. He was going to kiss this man. This man he pondered on
draining the life from.
Oscars eyes followed Terry's as he gazed back at him. There was desire in
those fiery hazel eyes.  The green around the edges seemed to start to
glow almost. Like it too was bursting with fire. It was incredible to
look at.
Then Terry's hand touched his cheek as they both pulled in and kissed.
Oscar tasted him. Tasted this gorgeous mans mouth. There was sweetness in
those lips. Almost like cinnamon and honey. And it drew Oscar in.

"Suck a beautiful young man" Terry said as he pulled off Oscar's lips.
"And you are too" Oscar said
"So damned beautiful"

Terry laughed lightly at the 'beautiful' comment. He never thought of
himself to be such. But he liked the compliment. He flicked his thumb
over Oscar's cheek as he still held to his face some.
"And that kiss" he added

Then he leaned back in and kissed Oscar again. Passion growing between
them. Then the kissing progressed as Terry grabbed at oscars body and
pulling him closer. His strong arms moving over the guys arms and
shoulder. Caressing at them with firm hand.
Oscar was in a state of delirious lust now. He wanted this man so badly.
He wanted to be with this fantastic man that he was soo connecting to. He
sighed as their lips parted again. But Terry continued to kiss him. His
lips moved to Oscars cheek?, then his ear. He whispered soft puffs of
desire at him.

"Such a delicious guy you are" he stated
"I could eat you up"
"I should eat you alive"

Oscar found this secy that the man said this to him. He knew he could eat
Terry up to. And he wanted to. Then Terry moved  from the ear and down
along Oscar's jaw line now. Then down to his neck with the wet tongue
tasting kisses. The wet tongue planted to his hit flesh as the man
continued to kiss him.
Oscar felt his body loosen in his desire. He was willing now to submit to
this man that with his kiss and touch alone was making him horny.
Terry was at the neck. Yes he was there and along the like of the jugular
that would feed him once he punctured it. The taste along there sweeter
to his pallette. He could literally smell the blood that was rushing
through those veins. The glorious elixir of life that fed him and made
him stronger. He could hear the thunderous pulsing of it as it pumped
through his body. The heart beat of the man he was about to take.

"Such a beautiful man" he said
"Ohh Terry" Oscar sighed
"That feels soo good"
"I love how you kiss at my neck"
"Soo good"

Terry's tongue then came out and licked along the pulsating vein. Then
his mouth opened to almost nibble at the skin below his lips. He could
also smell Oscar's desire for him. An almost desperate desire for him.

"Do you want me?" He then asked him
"Yes. Yes I do Terry"
"I want you so bad"

Terry smiled an then kissed him again. He then went back at that neck. He
felt as he kissed and licked at the neck more how his fangs began to pull
down. It was a tingle at the corners of his upper lips that he felt it.
He was ready to puncture that neck. His desire for Oscar beyond what most
men caused in him. And he almost lost control.
Terry pulled back and then retracted back his fangs. He could not take
the young mans life. At least not yet. So he did pull back and then
tenderly kissed Oscar again.

"How can you want me so?" He then asked
"You barely know me"

Oscar looked at the man. Taken aback by his putting the brakes on what
ever he thought may happen. Then he thought he may have said something
that bothered the man.

"Shit!" He chirped
"I am sorry Terry. Did I...?"
"No" Terry said cutting him off
"You did nothing wrong"
"I am old school as you say. Remember"
"I don't rush..."

Then as he spoke he heard sounds from the other part of the house. Sounds
that Oscar could not hear per hus mortal hearing. Deiter was killing his
catch. He knew they had sex as it seemed to float throughout the house.
The scent of it all. Mayne that was why he almost went to far with Oscar.
But he knew that death was now falling around in his house again. Deiter
had quenched his thirst. And Terry smiled

"Dieter is done" he said
"Huh. How do you know?" Oscar asked

Terry smiled and just said that he knew. Then he poured them another
drink.

"Come lets go back inside" he said to Oscar....
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To be continued