Date: Sat, 26 Oct 1996 23:25:58 -0700
From: gerardm@microtec.net
Subject: Interlude with the Vampire

The August heat and humidity had been terrible for the past three 
days and nights.  One could sense the tension in the air, and each night 
I fully expected there would be a storm.  But late on the third night, a 
full moon came out and the stars shone brightly in the clear sky.  I 
stood at the veranda door of my parents' summer cottage, staring out at 
the lake, clad in only my white briefs.  (My parents would not arrive for 
another week, and I was enjoying my solitude.)  The moon was reflected on 
the water, and it was so bright I could see the fish when they sailed 
into the air to catch some hapless insect or other.  My hand slid over my 
chest:  I was sweating profusely, and as my hand touched my nipples, I 
felt them rise up to attention. (My nipples are always very sensitive and 
need very little touching to get them excited.)  I reached for my heavy 
cock, which was already half-hard, then released it, determined to wait 
until the film on television was over.
	I had been watching Bela Lugosi's Dracula.  I have always loved 
vampire movies, but the old black and white one is the best.  I know this 
may sound weird, but I also think they are erotic.  I mean, Dracula 
biting into the most sensitive spot of the neck as he wraps himself 
around his victim has a certain sexual connotation.  I must confess that 
I have often wished I was the victim.  Becoming a vampire had always 
seemed attractive to me.  Certain qualities of such an existence were, 
after all, enticing - long life, a choice of victims, power.  Of course 
everyone knows vampires do not exist...
	As the commercials ended and the movie began again, I sat down on 
the leather sofa and spread my legs out in front of me.  Dracula was 
again about to seduce his victim.  My fingers flicked my hard nipples, 
and I groaned as he sank his teeth into the victim's neck.  My briefs 
were tented out, as my cock had grown hard again.  I looked down to see 
my tool throb in the darkened room, lit only by the TV.  I was proud of 
my hard-on - it stood up a good seven inches, with a slender shaft and a 
very large head that looked somewhat like a magic mushroom.  Below it 
hung two large orbs that dropped quite low, and when free, swung between 
my legs.  Around the trunk of my cock was a large, dense bush of black 
curly hair.  I am nineteen and what you might call a norndog.  Six-foot 
one, 175 pounds, with broad shoulders and a strongly muscled body - 
well-developed chest with rounded pecs and two large, dark nipples, 
washboard stomach, strong arms, and hairy, muscled legs from all the 
workouts I forced myself to do at the gym.
	My hands left my chest and grabbed my dick.  As I squeezed, I 
felt a drop of pre-cum ooze out of my cockhead and saw it wet the fabric 
of my underwear, leaving a darker spot.  I continued massaging my tool 
inside my shorts till the end of the movie, and by that time was quite 
excited.  The wet spot had grown in size, as my dick leaks quite a lot 
and easily lubes up my hand.
	I turned off the tube and got up.  Outside, the full moon was 
still bright as I left the house and headed for my swimming spot.  It 
tooke me about five minutes to hike to the secluded little bay with its 
sandy beach.  About fifty feet from the edge, there was a large, flat 
rock where I often stopped to rest and lie in the sun during the day or 
stare up at the stars during the night.
	I slipped out of my briefs and walked down to the water.  I 
always swim in the nude since there is never anyone around.  I feel safe. 
 I looked out to the rock and slowly walked into the warm water.  It felt 
good as the ripples climbed up my legs, then surrounded my balls and 
nearly soft cock, then up my torso, and finally to my neck.  I began to 
swim out toward the rock.  I stayed in the water for awhile, letting it 
rinse away the sweat and precum, but finally I climbed onto it and lay 
down to stare up at the stars.  The moon was at its crest, and there 
wasn't a sound to be hear.  Suddenly a dark shadow flew across the pale, 
cold face of the moon.  It passed so quickly, I did not have time to see 
what it was, but it seemed surprisingly large.  A shiver ran over me, as 
if a cold breeze had passed my by.  But the most amazing thing to happen 
in that brief moment was that my nipples became instantly erect, so erect 
they almost hurt when I touched them.
	My hands massaged my chest and tickled my rubbery nubs, sending 
pleasure waves down to my rising hard-on.  I spread my legs wide, 
preparing for the inevitable session between my hand and cock.  That's 
when I heard the splash.  I sat upright and saw someone swimming out to 
the rock.  At first, I was alarmed, for never before had I encountered 
anyone in this are, but my alarm changed to fascination when I saw that 
the figure was youthful and male, with wide shoulders and well-developed 
arms that gracefully cut the water as he swam.
	Within moments he had reached the rock and was staring up at me, 
and then he smiled.  I stood up and gazed down at the most beautiful man 
I had ever seen.  He was about my age, maybe a little older, with black 
hair and black eyes that seemed to pierce right through me.  His face was 
perfect, very masculine, with a smile that could melt anyone.  His teeth 
were a bright white, and when he smiled, one could see that they were 
straight and powerful.  In the moonlight, they seemed almost to gleam.
	"Good evening," said the stranger in a deep, sensuous voice.
	"H-hi," I stammered a bit stupidly, trying to hide the fact that 
I was nervous, and strangely enough, a little excited.  My cock had gone 
back to its resting status, but I felt a little twinge as the stranger's 
eyes looked me up and down.  "I'm sorry," I said, "I seem to have lost my 
manners.  It's just that you startled me.  My name is John."
	"No problem - I can understand that.  Mine is Michael. May I come 
up and join you?"
	"Ther's lots of room - as long as you don't mind me being 
bareassed."
	"Of course not.  I always swim in the nude - especially on a 
night like this."
	And with that, he climbed up onto the rock.  My eyes opened wide 
when I saw him.  He stood six-one or two, with a well-developed body of 
perfectly defined muscles.  His well-rounded pecs held two large, dark 
nipples that right now were hard.  Strong shoulders tapered down to a 
waist even narrower than mine.  From his bellybutton, a trace of black 
hair led down to a dense forest that surrounded a cock and balls which 
would have been mine.  His legs were hairy like mine, and as he stood 
there with them wide apart, I could tell that they were intimidatingly 
strong.  Al in all, he was a very impressive stud, which had me 
salivating already.
	He continued to stare deep into my eyes, and smiled as if seeming 
to like what he saw.  Then his gaze went to my cock which had started to 
thicken.  My head was spinning, and when I looked down at him, I saw that 
his, too, was inflating.  We stood there, just staring as both our 
erections rose determinedly into the air.  The twin hard-ons seemed to 
have minds of their own, throbbing and twitching in perfect sync.
	"I was hoping for this, " murmured Michael. "When I saw you from 
the shore, I knew you were going to be mine tonight."
	He eased forward, bringing our cockheads together, and our 
dickslits kissed.  A drop of clear fluid crept out of each head, and 
sealed the kiss with the sticky bond of pre-cum.  Both cocks throbbed at 
the same time, separating momentarily, but sill linked togetehr with a 
silvery spider web of ooze that shimmered in the moonlight.
	"You're like a dream come tru," I whispered, "I've always wanted 
to do this on this very rock, but no one ever happened along.  It's 
so...uh...desolate out here."
	"I have not just happened along," he replied.  "You have wanted 
me for a long time..."
	He moved his hips sensuously, and our erections again slid 
against one another, as the liquid oozed down our shafts.
	"I don't understand..."
	"Yes you do.  When you were watching the movie earlier this 
evening..."
	"How did you know that?"
	He smiled a mesmerizing smile, "I am your dream come true."
	I was a bit startled by this - wouldn't you be? - and a little 
unnerved, as he wrapped both long arms around me and brought our bodies 
close together, trapping our twin erections between our navels.  And as 
he looked deep into my eyes, our lips met, tenderly at first, then with 
more insistence.  Effortlessly, his tongue opened my lips and found my 
tongue.  Our hips began slowly undulating together, our cocks stagging 
into each other's flesh.  In that moment, I decided I did'nt care who he 
was or what he knew about me - I just wanted more of him.
	"All right," I groaned. "I'm yours.  Just don't stop."
	"This is nothing.  Soon you will feel as you have never felt 
before.  You will experience something beyond human imagination..."  he 
stopped suddenly and we locked eyes.  "You must now promise to come to me 
fro three nights on this rock.  Promise?"
	"I promise, I promise,"  I gasped, as my arms pulled him back to 
me.  In a moment, I was feeling his strong back, cupping his tight ass, 
pulling him as close as was humanly possible.
	His open lips found mine to kiss again long and hard, our sudden 
passion expressing itself in the soft noises we were making, like the 
flutter of wings in the night.  As we ground our crotches together, I 
could feel our balls banging together with each movement of our hips, 
until our groins seemed to meld into one.  Between our bellies, our cocks 
had lubricated our stomachs with so much sex-slime that each movement was 
an unprecedented discovery in sensual pleasure.  I had never known anyone 
- or anything - like this.
	His mouth left mine and he licked my neck.  When he touched that 
sensitive vein, I moaned loudly and hald him tighter still.  He eased 
down, leaving a trail of saliva as he lowered his mouth to my pecs.  They 
were on fire as he licked, kissed, and finally, bit them.  I lifted his 
head and did the same to him, tearing into his nips with my tongue and 
teeth, until at last he pulled me off and gently lifted my chin.  We 
stared into each other's eyes.
	"Concentrate on your tits," he suggested.
	I looked down at our joined chest.  His pecs were touching mine, 
and he edged forward, so that our nips rubbed against each other.  I had 
never felt such a sensation before.
	"Come," he whispered.
	Obediently, I followed, and we lay down on the rock.  He dropped 
down lightly atop me, and I could feel our crotches melding, our balls 
squeezing tightly together, and our cocks pressing on top of each other, 
head to head.  We kissed again, our tongues searching out the depths of 
each other's throat as we exchanged saliva.  Our crotches rocked 
together, bringing us closer and closer to climax.  I was moaning out 
loud, but he made no sound except a soft hiss as his breath came in the 
gasps of approaching orgasm.  Our hairy legs wrapped themselves together 
as if we were both trying to become one.  Effortlessly, he lifted himself 
above me, still keeping our twin erections together.  We both looked 
down.
	"Look..." he urged. "Look at them shine in the moonlight... feel 
them throb."
	Gradually, I became aware that his voice had changed.  I looked 
into his eyes.  They were now the eyes of an animal in heat, red and 
demanding, and when he opened his mouth, I could almost believe that his 
teeth had somehow become two sharp fangs.  I trembled with anticipation, 
hardly believing that I was about to live out my wildest fantasy.
	Gently, he took our twin erections into his hand and slowly 
massaged them.
	"Fell the throbbing.  Feel the blood rush through our veins.  
Listen for my heartbeat, and I will find yours."
	While he slowly massaged our dicks, I concentrated on what I was 
feeling, and slowly I did begin to feel his heartbeat through his dick.  
I also felt mine fall into sync with his until it was as if we shared the 
same heartbeat.  Our cocks both throbbed together, more and more quickly, 
until they were filled with so much blood, that we both ached for 
release.
	I looked down to see our cocks as one - rockhard, leaking juices 
continually, and his hand carressing the shafts.  He leaned down a bit as 
we stared into each other's eyes, and our hips started their fucking 
motion again, this time with even greater urgency.  Our balls were 
rubbing tightly together, creating a fire between our groins, and we 
could feel the hot lava start to build up.  We were both now crying out 
loud, each intake of breath taken at precisely the same moment.  More and 
more quickly our thrusts accelerated as we approached our climax, and 
then it was there.  He threw himself down on me as our cocks erupted at 
exactly the same second, sending spurt after spurt of hot jism between 
our stomachs.
	As I continued to come, I felt him lick the pulsating vein in my 
neck.  There was a sharp pain as he bit into me, followed by an 
indescribably sweet pleasure as our cocks continued to pour out thick, 
white juice.  I had never come like that before - the eruptions seemed to 
continue on forever in a neverending orgasm that kept us on this 
threshold of pleasure for what seemed an eternity.
	I must have blacked out, because when I woke up it was morning 
and there was no sigh of Michael.  I thought it had all been a dream, but 
when I sat up, I saw all the cum on my stomach, and touching my neck, 
felt two little holes where his teeth had pierced my skin.  I swam back 
to shore and headed for home.  I spent the rest of the day sleeping, not 
terribly surprised to realize I was very weak from the loss of blood.  I 
slept deeply, and when I awoke, the moon was already rising in the sky.  
It was another hot and muggy night.  I was hungry, but food did not seem 
to interest me, so I waited until midnight and headed for the swimming 
bay.  This time I wore nothing, and as I walked to the beach, I became 
desperate to see Michael again.  My cock rose tall and stood straight out 
from my body, and as I walked, it bobbed up and down.
	When I reached the beach, he was waiting on the rock, his long 
cock already as hard as mine.  He opened up his arms, beckoning to me, 
and I swam out to meet him.  I climbed up on the rock and walked into his 
arms.  We kissed passionately, our tongues dueling, while our cocks 
fought between our bellies.
	"I have been waiting for you for a long time, " he began.
	"Well, here I am," I murmured "and I am yours - now and for all 
time."
	"Tonight, you will begin the change and you will taste blood for 
the first time.  Do you still wish to be one of us?"
	"Yes," I replied, pushing my groin into his so that our cocks 
were again rubbing together, leaking pre-cum, and coating each other with 
every movement of our hips.
	He knelt down in front of me, and with one movement, he swallowed 
my cock down to its root.  The sensation was exquisite as his tongue 
swirled around my cockhead.  I moaned out loud and shifted position, so 
that I was fucking his mouth, too.  His hand caressed my hairy balls and 
soon he brought me to the brink.  Quickly, I stopped his bobbing head and 
pushed him down onto the rock, lowered myself, and took position with my 
opened lips over his throbbing pole.  He kept sucking my cock and licking 
my balls as I touched the tip of his organ with my tongue and tasted his 
clear fluid.  It was saly but strangely satisfying, and I wanted more.  
Slowly, I took his dick into my mouth and inched down to his pubic hair. 
 When I had swallowed its entire length, we both stopped sucking and held 
each other's throbbing fucktool deeply in our throats.
	In time, he took his mouth off my erection and started licking my 
balls, then the area below them, until he reached my asshole, where his 
tongue began to drill more, and more deeply into me.  Next, he slowly 
inserted a finger into me.  It felt good as he slowly masaged my hole, 
and when I was ready, he eased in another finger and again massaged me.
By the,, my cock was pulsating wildly,anticipating what was going to 
happen next.  He pulled himself out of my mouth, and still massaging me, 
he turned himself so that he was kneeling between my spread legs.  
Pulling out his fingers, he then put the tip of his cock at the entrance 
of my chute.  I wanted him inside me, but he did not enter me at once.
	"First," he said solftly, "let us become one, just as we did last 
night."
	"Anything," I agreed. "Anything - just as long as you fuck me 
crazy."
	He moved in closer, put our two hot cocks together, and told me 
to feel our mutual pulse, just as we had done last night.  It was at that 
moment that I noticed his voice had changed, and looking up at him, saw 
that his eyes were red, and that the fangs had again appeared.  This, far 
from frightening me, excited me, and for the first time, I sensed a 
transformation occuring in me also.
	"Ah yes, you are  changing too," he said, with a hypnotic smile." 
You are becoming one of us."
	I felt my teeth with my tongue to discover that I had also grown 
fangs.  I sensed that my eyes, too, had changed, for everything was more 
intense.  We growled and moaned our passion as he massaged our cocks 
together, until I soon started feeling his pulse and my own become one.  
Quickly, our cocks throbbed to the maximum and held their ground, not 
being able to take in any more blood.  That's when he let go of my dick, 
and with one plunge buried his tool in my ass.
	I cried out, not in pain but in pure pleasure, for I had never 
felt as satisfied, as filled as this.  I felt his cock against my 
prostate, coaxing pre-cum out of my cockhead.  We did not move for 
awhile, enjoying this sensation, and then - as if on cue - we both 
started the age-old fucking movement.  My legs were folded around his 
back, and he lowered himself as we kissed and licked our faces with 
growls and groans like two wild animals.
	"You will now taste blood - your own - for the first time," he 
explained, as he reached for my neck, found my throbbing vein, and bit 
into me.  I squirmed against him, and still pushing his cock into me, he 
started sucking my blood.
	After a moment, he stopped and stared into me.  There was blood 
on his lips and chin and this sight brought me close to the brink.  He 
lowered his face and again pressed his lips to mine, and I got my first 
taste of blood.
	It was sweet and hot and seemed to fill me with energy.  We were 
now heading toward climax, as he pushed into me harder and harder, and my 
own cock responded in kind.  The taste of blood drove me wild, and I 
turned my head and bit into his throat.  His blood spurted into my mouth. 
 That's when we came, cocks erupting at precisely the same moment.
	Again I passed out, and woke up just as the sun was beginning to 
come up.  The light hurt my eyes, and I ran back to the cottage and 
closed all the curtains to stay in the dar.  Soon, I fell asleep, and 
hours later, awoke with a roaring hard on - ready for my last initiation.
	At midnight, I ran to the beach, and just as before, he was 
waiting for me with arms and hard cock outsretched.  I swam out, lifted 
myself onto the rock, and knelt to take his throbbing tool deep into my 
throat.  He moaned his pleasure, spread his legs wide, and I slipped 
under his balls to lick my way into his musky ass.  I rimmed him 
thoroughly, before standing behind him and pushing my fucktool into him. 
 We stood there, my arms around his chest, and enjoyed the sensation of 
our union.  I tickled and pinched his nipples as he turned his head and 
we kissed.  Our united bodies started to move together and I began to 
push in and out of his tight ass.  I could feel his muscles clench my 
cock.
	"How would you like to fly tonight?" he asked.
	"Fly...?" I replied. "I don't know how..."
	"Let me show you.... it is so easy..."
	Before I knew it, we had risen into the night air with my cock 
still inside him.  I held on tightly and enjoyed my first flight - 
floating, soaring, plunging in the balck night air.
	"Now try it on your own," he urged.
	Much as I did not want to release my cock, I was curious to try 
this new adventure, so I slowly took my tool out and let go of him.  
Inexplicable, I was flying.  I looked down to see the lake and forest 
surrounding it, then at the stars.  We embraced in mid-air, our cocks 
sliding together and our tongues searching out each other's mouth.
	In time, we headed back to the rock and lay down.  Now I was on 
top as we ground our crotches together, seeking release, wanting to reach 
another seemingly endless orgasm.   Within seconds our heartbeats and our 
hunger became one.  We wrapped our legs around each other and kissed 
hungrily, gradually sliding our mouths into the crook of each other's 
neck.  As one, we both bit into each other's flesh.  Our pelvises were 
slamming into each other as we continued to feed upon each other's blood. 
 This time our climax never seemed to end.  Spurt after spurt of hot cum 
poured out of our bodies and onto our flesh.
	"Come," he whispered.
	We rose, but as he gave me his hand, I tripped and fell into the 
water.
	That's when I woke up.  I had fallen into the water, and that's 
when I realized that this all must have been a dream.  In the heat, I had 
fallen asleep and dreamt this crazy dream.
	Blinking in the bright sunlight, I climbed back onto the rock.  
It was morning and the sun was again blindingly hot.  My cock was also 
hot and ready for action.
	Just as I reached for it, my cousin, Mike, called to me from the 
shore.  Mike is six-two, 170 and muscular.
	"Just got here," he shouted.
	As he waved, he saw my cock standing out straight from me, and he 
smiled.  As I watched him strip out of his swim suit, I wiped the sweat 
from my neck.  I stopped short, suddenly aware of two tiny marks near the 
base of my throat.
	"Mosquito bites," I thought.
	And then I ran my tongue gingerly over my teeth.  They were sharp 
as knives......


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