Date: Sat, 21 Oct 2017 14:21:26 +0000 From: Qwik Lub Subject: Cumpire - Origins Disclaimer: Unless you are brand new to Nifty you know how this works. This is a work of fiction portraying consensual sex between a man and boys. No real or fictional characters were harmed during the writing of this story. Do not read this if you are philosophically blind. If you are legally blind be sure to turn up the volume on your reader (thanks Fred!). If you are in a country or jurisdiction where it is illegal to read such material do not tell anyone what you are doing. We know you are doing the same things we do. We won't tell either. If you are underage in your jurisdiction, pretend you are in the same situation as the folks above and follow that advice. If this material offends you face the fact that you are here because it turns you on. After you get off, go seek professional help to deal with your feelings. (See the "blind" part above.) All constructive comments are welcome at qwiklub@hotmail.com. All flames will be ignored. Thanks to everyone who contributes to keep Nifty going. Keep 'em up! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I am a Cumpire. Like my vampire cousins I need to feed on a regular basis to feel alive. My particular taste is for young teen males who can produce copious amounts of cum to keep me alive and young. I love feasting on street kids; throwaways, runaways, gay, straight, bi or clueless it doesn't matter. I have been feasting for decades. With Tommy now my live-in cum donor (maybe lover?), I paused to reflect on how I reached this place. When you become nearly immortal it is difficult to remember how it all began. I suppose it was inevitable. I knew I liked boys when I was a boy myself. What I did not know then was that cumpires existed. However, it was not long before I found out. I was a typical kid, although shy. Nothing exceptional about my looks although I suppose I was cute enough. My parents split when I was born and dad went off eventually to start another family. What I didn't understand then was that my parents were never married. Being the product of a one night stand, bio-dad didn't feel any attachment to me. He did pay some child support for awhile, but really didn't spend much time with me. Then he moved to another state when I was six or seven years old, so I barely remember him at all. A few more years passed and he wasn't even paying child support anymore. Mom started working 12 hour shifts as a nurse to provide for us. The hospital was about an hour away. That meant finding somewhere for me to be while she worked. Mom signed me up for a community program that provided activities for kids before and after school, and that is where I met my cumpire. Jake was one of the counselors. He was funny, smart, cool and generally a great guy. I didn't connect with the other kids, being awkward and shy about my family situation not to forget my developing attractions. However Jake never let that be an issue. When kids talked about family he steered the conversation into the many types of family that now exist. If kids started to ask me embarassing questions he was there to redirect the conversation. In short, he was my hero. Even better, I sensed that he took a special interest in me. He never let anyone mess with me, but he also took time to simply be with me and talk. In hindsight I bet he noticed the way I looked at other boys. Jake started spending a lot of time with me outside the center. It seemed innocent enough. Given the distance mom had to drive she needed a couple of hours more care for me than the center was open. Of course this was in the days before everybody had rules against those kinds of relationships. Nobody would ever have suspected Jake was thinking of anything besides being a male role model for a fatherless kid. It also helped that he dated my mom a couple of times before they decided they would just be friends. Before long he became not only my protecter and babysitter, but also my best and closest friend. We could talk about anything or nothing and I was happy. Things took a momentous turn when a tornado struck nearby. The hospital where mom worked was the only one in the area that could handle all the trauma victims. Knowing she would not be back for many hours, probably days, mom reached out to Jake to watch me. He agreed of course. We already had a GO (Get Out!) bag of essentials to evacuate in an emergency, but Jake told me I wouldn't need that. Mom and I knew I was safe with him and I looked forward to spending the next however many days with my father-figure. Things turned sexual the very first night. We had eaten dinner and watched a movie. Jake had this large couch facing an even larger rear projection television so we spent hours watching movies. He pulled me into his lap. I was average size for a 12 year old, around four feet ten and 110 pounds. It might seem strange for a kid my age to be doing this, however it was not unusual to me as I loved sitting in Jake's lap. I had done so for years by this point and we cuddled often. However this time he began rubbing my crotch. He found my softie in seconds and it became a boner immediately. I was wearing sports shorts and a tee shirt. I was used to Jake touching me with hugs, giving me backrubs, putting his hands on my legs, frequently patting my rear, even feeling my chest and playing with my nipples when we went swimming. I loved being touched this way. It felt so good on my body, but I also was somehow aware that this really pleased Jake. I would do anything for him. I spread my legs wider to give him whatever access to my body he wanted. My hardon tented my shorts as Jake played with it. Being only 12 I really did not know what he was trying to do. Believe it or not I hadn't discovered masturbation yet , although I had recently begun to grow fine patches of hair on each side of my dick and have wet dreams. I guess I was a late bloomer. Still it didn't matter. Jake pulled up the waistband of my shorts and untied the drawstring. My shorts were the kind where the undies and shorts were sewn together so I wasn't wearing anything else. As a result Jake's hand had full access to my cock and balls. His fondling sent tremors through my body. Then he whispered in my ear. "Baby I want you naked. Please." I felt weird because I don't think I had ever been fully naked in front of anyone. Still, this was Jake so whatever he asked I was willing. My sneakers and socks had already come off as soon as I got through the door. Now I stood up and quickly removed my tee, dropped my shorts, then turned to face him. He gasped out loud. Suddenly it felt like Jake was touching me everywhere at once with dozens of hands all over my body. I was in heaven and hard as a rock. My eyes were closed in enjoyment of the feelings when I felt Jake's hands grip my ass cheeks and pull me forward into this wild, warm, wet sleeve. Stars exploded in my head as he gave me my first blowjob. I came in less than a minute. Jake swallowed every drop of my pubescent cum and kept going. The post-orgasmic sucking melted me. Jake caught me as my head spun, my knees buckled and he pulled me to lay on top of him on the couch. His hands kept feeling my body from shoulders to ass. Mostly he was groping my butt. "Baby I loved sucking your cock. Did you like that?" I silently nodded my head, too shocked and drained to speak while enjoying the feel of Jake's hands on my body. He sat up again, pulling me back into his lap and restarted the movie, not that it mattered. I was feeling both totally exposed and totally protected by my guardian. Jake could do anything he wanted with me and he did. My prick was about 4-5 inches, respectable for a 12yo. He held it, moving the loose skin up and down at first, then stretching it taught and sliding a finger to smear the precum all around my head. We resumed watching the movie, at least I did. I could feel Jake's eyes burning into my dick as if to memorize every detail. He was jacking me with the thumb and two fingers of one hand while the other hand played with my hairless ballsac, my nipples, my flat tummy and my smooth thighs. I could feel his nose in my hair deeply inhaling my scent. Now I was ignoring the movie too. Jake had me totally on fire with his touches. My dick had stayed hard since the first contact. I began to feel my crotch burning as my next orgasm built. It felt like I needed to pee and told Jake. "That's not pee baby. That's milk to feed me." Something about his voice got inside my brain and my body. It was exciting to hear how much he wanted me. "Get up baby." He lifted me off his lap and set me down on the couch again spreading my legs wide in the process. Jake rubbed his full face all over my sex and then gave several long licks to my balls, shaft and head before swallowing my cock entirely. He suctioned the head rapidly and my second nut was on the way into his mouth. I could feel Jake savoring my sperm as his tongue swept all around my boner. He continued sucking as I lost conciousness, overwhelmed by the sensations. I don't know how long I was out. What I do know is that as I came back around Jake was still licking all around between my legs. Actually the thing that really brought me back was the feeling of his tongue on my ass. It took me a minute to realize what he was doing. But it felt so good I was more turned on than repulsed by someone's tongue in that most private place. Everything Jake was doing was opening new avenues of pleasure for me. I couldn't realize it at the time, but he was turning me into a willing cum donor and a world-class perv. All the things I would come to love as a cumpire were all the things Jake was teaching me right now. Again I was feeling the need to pee and this time I had the familiar feeling of a full bladder. Jake didn't let up though. He captured my now semi-hard penis in his mouth and nursed my willie. I was too exhausted to resist. My piss started a little at first and then became a steady stream. Jake took every drop. He must have loved the look of wide-eyed shock on my face as he drank. He somehow smiled while still drinking my piss. In what I would soon recognize as a special technique he never let my cock out of his mouth, instead continuing to slurp all over my once again steel hard rod. Jake's mouth began traveling from my hard cock to my tight balls, my vulnerable hole, and back. I was completely helpless, laying like a sexy rag doll as he feasted on all my private areas. I have know idea how long he fed on my young body. All I did know was that we had crossed into another dimension where I was all his for the taking, and take me he did. I don't know how it was possible, but Jake got cumload #3 out of me. This time I was finished. I fell asleep with my cock in his mouth. That was was the same way I woke up. I was dreaming of floating in an ocean, totally enveloped in the warm water caressing my body. The beautiful sensations built and began to focus more and more between my legs, then specifically on my hard prick. My eyes opened as I felt the now familiar sensation of Jake's mouth on my tool. Vaguely I realized I was in a bed, still naked as he dined on his prize young chicken. I came quickly, probably not more than 30 or 40 seconds after waking. Of course Jake swallowed every drop and continued lavishing his tongue all around my penis. The sensation was incredible. I put my hands on his head and ran my fingers through his hair as he continued his feast. Then I fell back to sleep. The cycle repeated at least two more times through that night: awakened with a bj, glorious feelings, fantastic orgasm, wonderful contentment, and return to sleep. After waking to yet another intense cum I lay spread eagle on the bed. Jake reached into the drawer of his nightstand, took out a camera, and proceeding to capture my full exposure. He got close up on the bed between my legs, traced his fingertips through my sparse dick hair and snapped a few more closeups. "It's going to be fun watching your willie and balls grow." I didn't know what he was talking about back then. But Jake had already claimed access to my body for the next many years and would have the photo memories to relive the conquest as many times as he liked. As with everything else Jake taught me as a cumpire, I learned to love creating photo albums of the boys on whom I feasted. Jake leaned over to gently kiss my cock. "I love the way you taste." That piqued my curiousity. "What do I taste like?", I asked. "Mmmm. Sweet and fresh. Like a special kind of berry flavored juice.", he answered. "Like Frank 'n Berry?" That was my favorite cereal. Jake laughed out loud. "Yeah like an extra special Frank 'n Berry". At the word "Frank" he gave my peter a quick kiss. With the word "Berry" he did the same to each of my nuts. Impulsively I sat up and threw my arms around him for a tight hug. He returned the embrace. "Yeah. That's my special name for you from now on. Frank n' Berry because I've created a lovely monster." Jake's hand got busy between my legs. I lay back down with my hands never releasing his head until his mouth was back on my joystick. It was four days before I went back home with my mom. I was completely hooked on Jake's mouth by now. From that time on I took every conceivable opportunity to be alone with him. Not only did I see him at the center, we convinced my mom to let me work out at the gym Jake used, finding opportunities to sneak some play in the showers or the locker room at times when the place was least busy. The danger only added to the excitement. Even better was when we started going on weekend fishing trips. We didn't actually do much fishing, just enough to have something to show. Our usual routine was to drive well off the beaten path to a remote mountain lake surrounded by woods. First we'd pitch a tent to sleep in and zip our sleeping bags together. Then we would pitch a tent in my shorts. After working on my boner for a while Jake would get my first load of the day. I was so experienced by now that I could actually hold out for some minutes before he made me cum. We would usually strip naked in the sun and Jake took plenty of pictures of me. He would be naked too. Sometimes after a couple of loads we would skinny dip in the cool lake waters, horsing around and goosing each other until we were too chilly to stay in and had to get out of the water. Of course that shrank my young jewels kinda making me look like a little boy again. But that was also the point as Jake would warm me up by breathing on my junk and rubbing his face between my legs to make me big again. That would also lead to yet another load of spunk in his mouth. During the cool air of the night we would cuddle our naked bodies against each other. That play lead to my exploration of Jake's manhood. I learned to love sucking his cock, although he refused to cum in my mouth. However, he would often bathe me in his jizz and then either lick my body clean or we would wash off in the lake. Frequently I fondled his big hairy balls and rubbed the hair on his chest. All the contact got me so hot it was easy for me to feed him seeming bucket loads of my young seed. Thinking about it now I realize Jake never let one drop of my semen go anywhere other than in his mouth. Even when I leaked precum into my shorts he would suck them dry. Neither of us complained. On normal days at Jake's house I would let myself in and strip naked. By now I was 14, old enough that mom didn't need to pay for me to be cared for at the center. In fact I wanted to volunteer there, but you had to be 15 to be a junior counselor. So Jake gave me a key to his house to hang out while he worked. Mom was also working more, pulling double shifts to try and save up to buy a house or condo and maybe have enough to send me to the community college. I was fine with the current arrangements. I would be naked on the couch playing video games when Jake would get home. Many times hearing his car pull into the driveway was enough to get me hard. He would enter the room and sit beside me on the couch where I lost my innocence. Next he starts touching my chest and thighs, groping my balls and gripping my stiff to give it a firm squeeze and a few strokes. I would concentrate on my game to make myself last longer, knowing what was going to happen next. I would lift the controller in my hands out of the way so Jake had easy access to go down on me. Then I would rest my hands on his bobbing head and try to play the game a while longer before finally surrendering to the wonderful suction on my dick. Always my attempts to keep the game going soon proved futile. At 14 I was still hot as a pistol and once the fireworks started in my brain it wasn't going to be long before they were shooting out of my rod. It just occurred to me how Tommy does the same thing, only it's a little easier with the modern wireless controllers, hehe. Of course Jake kept building his photo portfolio of my development, with lots of closeups, soft and hard, wet and dry, every which way but loose. All these memories of my seduction and cum donor training by my cumpire were brought back to life by my growing attachment to Tommy. Of course there were differences between my pubescence and Tommy's. I was completely innocent and submissive. Tommy was already somewhat streetwise when we met, and he was matured beyond his young years by the time he returned. What was the same was that he was now as much my cum donor / lover as I had been for Jake. Tommy was now almost 15; before we knew it he would be the same age I was when Jake finally turned me into his fledgling. The die was cast when I was 16. By now I was old enough to drive, and yeah my pubes were fully grown, including my armpits, although Jake liked to keep photo documenting everything about my naked body and trimmed my hairs in between the regular bjs. My mom set things in motion when she applied for a transfer to a new state-of-the-art hospital the next state over. I was always greatful and proud of my mom for her hard work and sacrifice. I still am. I knew it was all for me. Bio-dad had no attachment to me, but mom had nine months plus of heart-to-heart attachment to me from the get-go. I also knew that she had given up most of her personal life as well. I thought the only reason she even applied was because this was the dream job for her. She would be Head of Nursing, which meant much higher pay, regular hours, and the chance for a personal life. Still I was less than thrilled. I was feeling very conflicted because I knew how much this meant to my mom and I wanted to feel happy for her. At the same time I didn't want to leave Jake, or my high school, or the only place where I truly felt at home. In fact it was only the knowledge of how much mom had done for me that kept my mouth shut except to say, "Oh. Great. Congratulations, mom." I tried to smile , but my mouth muscles didn't cooperate. I gave her a kiss. "Oh, honey. I know you don't want to move." So much for my poker face. "I know you and Jake are in love and I don't want to break that up." Now I went from lousy poker face to open book shock. "I've known for a long time how much you love him. I also know how much he loves you. I see it in your faces every time you're together, every time you talk, and every time you mention his name. It is completely natural for you to live with him when I move, and I'll be only a few hours away so we will still see each other." I threw my arms around my mom and cried like a little girl. In the back of my mind I wondered if she knew just how far Jake and I had gone with our relationship, but I guess it didn't matter. Mom just gave us permission to openly live together in an intergenerational relationship. She was just damn progressive that way. Still is. Now I could be happy for her and all of us. That was the first step. The second step was after the moves. Mom was in her new job, home, and city. I was with Jake and, although I had moved all my belongings including clothes, you wouldn't know it based on my 24/7 nudity. We were naked together all the time, finding many ways to connect and caress. There we were in the same room where everything had taken off four years earlier. Jake and I french kissed deeply. He groped my stiff and ass while I fondled his rampant tool and heavy nuts. Jake broke the silence. "We are finally together for keeps. I know exactly how to celebrate." His breathing was heavy and his tone so sexy, but with something deeper and more exciting than I had ever heard. I was still his boy and Jake could do whatever he wanted with me to my certain joy. Yet I not only heard, but felt his desire deep inside me. I did not know just how deep he soon would be. "Let's 69, Frank n' Berry." We both chuckled at my pet name. I told you I had sucked his cock since I was 13 so the request was nothing out of the ordinary. We got into position on the couch. Normally I was on top since even though I was now 16 Jake was bigger and heavier than me. But this time he reversed our positions. That was fine with me. Jake's choices were always my rules. He started in sucking on my whang as I kissed and rubbed his tool and balls in my face. My dick never tired of his mouth. I took his rod into my mouth savoring the size, taste, texture, and warmth. Jake began thrusting, gently feeding my face, then picking up pace. Soon he was fucking my mouth steadily, but he didn't stop there. Somehow this sex was different. As we continued it felt like our bodies were getting closer together. I was aware of the heat and firmness of his flesh against mine. Then Jake was face-fucking me. He was relentless. He was so far down my throat I couldn't breathe. At the same time he was drawing my penis inside like a spaceship at the event horizon of a blackhole. It felt like we were almost becoming locked together like the oriental yin yang symbol. Then, for the first time ever Jake came in my mouth. The cum raced down my throat, flooding through my body, infusing every cell, gathering again into my groin and erupting through my massive erection into Jake's mouth. Time meant nothing as we were locked into a cycle where we exchanged cum over and over. We became one being in cum with our life's blood circulating endlessly between us. I saw the land and oceans of earth, our sun and solar system, the stars and galaxies as we expanded ever outward in our cycle of cummy awareness. We became a single conciousness with one another and the universe. My mind exploded outward and then suddenly back into the room and inside my mouth. Semen. Baby batter. Bonkjuice. Cock snot. Daddy cream. Erectoplasm. Fun gel. High fructose porn syrup. Jizz. Man chowder. Nut butter. Oil of Ulay. Pearl jam. Rude glue. Spooge. Throat yogurt. Wad. I loved it. I wanted it. I needed it. The essence of life literally became that for me at that moment. This fully fledged cumpire was born. My hunger was now insatiable. Jake got me that job at the center. Together we fed on dozens of kids over the next many years. Sadly, Jake got caught one day. Somehow he managed to keep me out of the story and no one ever questioned my activities. All the same I knew my need required a much larger hunting ground so I moved to a large city where I knew street kids would be there for the taking. Tommy was there for the taking. I revelled in my recollections. As it happened I awoke to Tommy sucking my dick and prepping me for another ride to end with his sweet load down my throat. I decided then and there I was going to breed him into a cumpire and pass on the gift Jake gave me. However I wasn't going to do it today. There was no hurry. After all, when you are immortal you have all the time in the world.