Appearance- Awakening
Chris opened his eyes fast and lifted his head up gasping for air. He had died, he knew, he remembered it; but he could breathe now, he felt awake, he was in this new place he had remembered from before. He felt a warm pressure on his stomach and saw the stern blond he had seen before. He had never quite caught his name. He looked to the other side of him and saw the man who shook in fear and then had attacked and killed him or so he thought.
Chris' stirring made the vampire awake slowly, comfortably, he had no rush, he had eternity. Chris was still panting hard, taking in gulps of air, although this wasn't helping.
The vampire's grin spread into laughter, "You don't have to worry about air anymore!" The vampire gave him a gentle slap on the chest.
Chris straddled the laughing demon gripping hard on his neck trying to squeeze the life out of him. Chris found himself surprised by his own aggression, he wanted this man dead. He felt great power in this emotion and began to smile as he tried to choke the life out this man who continued to laugh. Chris' face tingled and seemed to stretch and contracted.
The giggling vampire reached up to stroke Chris' face. "You even pretty with your vampire face."
Chris gave up he knew that this would not help and something inside him stopped him from wanting to kill this man. He didn't know what this vampire had done to him but he liked it. It was in every part of his body, power flowed through it. He looked down at the man who's laughter faded but a knowing smirk stayed implanted on his face. His felt something graze his back and looked behind to see that the vampire was now erect. Normally this would have freaked Chris out but now he just found it funny as he gave it a firm stroke causing his sire to purr like a kitten.
"What did you do to me?" Chris asked almost giggling. He was overwhelmed with urges that he didn't feel he must control anymore.
"I turned you. You belong to me now," the vampire teased stroking the man smooth chest.
"I, belong to no-one." Chris smirked although he did feel like he belonged to this man.
"What the fuck is going on!" the blond was now awake also taking deep breaths for different reasons then Chris. He seem to sense the power first, he had never felt anything like it his body felt as if it was on fire and ice cold at the same time.
"Aah, the change, it such a great moment." The man who lay on his back mused.
Chris stood up once again inspecting the blond stranger but this time in a different light. He didn't look at him in suspicion or caution instead he saw power and beauty.
"I was just telling your friend here, you're going through the change you're dead and now you have gained the power of a vampire." The smug vampire stood with his chest out, pacing. He knew the feelings they were experiencing. That's all the explaining they needed, in some ways they had known what happened but their human minds told them to question it.
"Well, well... it's fucking great!" the blond said laughing looking down at his well defined body which looked new to him.
"It is, isn't it?"
"Well, aren't we bad guys?" Chris asked thinking how stupid he sounded.
"Does it matter?"
"No, it really doesn't." Chris suddenly realised that he didn't even seem to know what that meant any more. All he knew that moment was that he was hungry. "I'm hungry."
"I'm sure you are!" the vampire laughed admiring his directness. "Come here," the vampire called Chris over with his finger, "you too." He said to the blond. The three men stood close, closer than three men normally would, let alone three naked men.
"What are you going to do..."
"Angelus."
"... Angelus?" Chris asked forgetting that it didn't matter what they were doing he would have done it regardless.
"What's your name?" Angelus ignored his question.
"Chr...Chris" he stuttered in ore.
"And yours?" he looked to the blond.
"Sark," the man said directly, he seemed more excited where as Chris was just amazed. The change affected people in different ways.
Angelus grazed his finger nail against his soft pale skin. Blood trickled down from the wound and Chris found himself licking his lips.
"Drink, Chris." He hardly had to be told as he got to work at first he would lick the blood that trickled from the vampire's neck and wait until more fell but then he became impatient and latched onto the small cut and sucked hard. Angelus put his hand around the back of Sark's neck grinning reassuringly; Sark couldn't help but smile back. The thumb of his hand made an identical cut on Sark's neck and then with his other hand he cut Chris. The hand around Sark's neck pulled him towards Chris' neck, Sark knew what he had to do.
The three men sucked at each others wounds. Chris found this experience to be as intense as an orgasm. The blood that flowed from his creator held power that gave him warmth. He could feel Sark suck on his neck, it tingled as the blood left his body, but it was the both of these pleasures combined that made this experience unique. Even to Angelus this moment was special. Chris' hands began to explore, his finger gently caressed Angelus' forearms and his other hand held down Sark's head tightly, every sensation heightened the intensity, even down to the feel of the short bristles of Sark's hair he felt under his hand. Now, because of the amount of blood flow running through their bodies they were now all erect. The urge of hunger had now led to an urge of a sexual nature.
Angelus was the first to retreat from his drinking and then Sark, as his neck now felt cold. All of them had now stopped, Chris' body throbbed but at the moment the part that throbbed the most was his dick. He looked at his company; they grinned with satisfaction and knew what was coming next. Chris saw that Sark and Angelus had blood dripping from there mouths and he could feel some of the warm liquid slide slowly form the corner of his mouth.
The tension built as they waited for the first man to pounce!
Written by Stalking You Read more like this by clicking on the author name twohalfbreedsandahomo Please review. All reviews accepted
Chris opened his eyes fast and lifted his head up gasping for air. He had died, he knew, he remembered it; but he could breathe now, he felt awake, he was in this new place he had remembered from before. He felt a warm pressure on his stomach and saw the stern blond he had seen before. He had never quite caught his name. He looked to the other side of him and saw the man who shook in fear and then had attacked and killed him or so he thought.
Chris' stirring made the vampire awake slowly, comfortably, he had no rush, he had eternity. Chris was still panting hard, taking in gulps of air, although this wasn't helping.
The vampire's grin spread into laughter, "You don't have to worry about air anymore!" The vampire gave him a gentle slap on the chest.
Chris straddled the laughing demon gripping hard on his neck trying to squeeze the life out of him. Chris found himself surprised by his own aggression, he wanted this man dead. He felt great power in this emotion and began to smile as he tried to choke the life out this man who continued to laugh. Chris' face tingled and seemed to stretch and contracted.
The giggling vampire reached up to stroke Chris' face. "You even pretty with your vampire face."
Chris gave up he knew that this would not help and something inside him stopped him from wanting to kill this man. He didn't know what this vampire had done to him but he liked it. It was in every part of his body, power flowed through it. He looked down at the man who's laughter faded but a knowing smirk stayed implanted on his face. His felt something graze his back and looked behind to see that the vampire was now erect. Normally this would have freaked Chris out but now he just found it funny as he gave it a firm stroke causing his sire to purr like a kitten.
"What did you do to me?" Chris asked almost giggling. He was overwhelmed with urges that he didn't feel he must control anymore.
"I turned you. You belong to me now," the vampire teased stroking the man smooth chest.
"I, belong to no-one." Chris smirked although he did feel like he belonged to this man.
"What the fuck is going on!" the blond was now awake also taking deep breaths for different reasons then Chris. He seem to sense the power first, he had never felt anything like it his body felt as if it was on fire and ice cold at the same time.
"Aah, the change, it such a great moment." The man who lay on his back mused.
Chris stood up once again inspecting the blond stranger but this time in a different light. He didn't look at him in suspicion or caution instead he saw power and beauty.
"I was just telling your friend here, you're going through the change you're dead and now you have gained the power of a vampire." The smug vampire stood with his chest out, pacing. He knew the feelings they were experiencing. That's all the explaining they needed, in some ways they had known what happened but their human minds told them to question it.
"Well, well... it's fucking great!" the blond said laughing looking down at his well defined body which looked new to him.
"It is, isn't it?"
"Well, aren't we bad guys?" Chris asked thinking how stupid he sounded.
"Does it matter?"
"No, it really doesn't." Chris suddenly realised that he didn't even seem to know what that meant any more. All he knew that moment was that he was hungry. "I'm hungry."
"I'm sure you are!" the vampire laughed admiring his directness. "Come here," the vampire called Chris over with his finger, "you too." He said to the blond. The three men stood close, closer than three men normally would, let alone three naked men.
"What are you going to do..."
"Angelus."
"... Angelus?" Chris asked forgetting that it didn't matter what they were doing he would have done it regardless.
"What's your name?" Angelus ignored his question.
"Chr...Chris" he stuttered in ore.
"And yours?" he looked to the blond.
"Sark," the man said directly, he seemed more excited where as Chris was just amazed. The change affected people in different ways.
Angelus grazed his finger nail against his soft pale skin. Blood trickled down from the wound and Chris found himself licking his lips.
"Drink, Chris." He hardly had to be told as he got to work at first he would lick the blood that trickled from the vampire's neck and wait until more fell but then he became impatient and latched onto the small cut and sucked hard. Angelus put his hand around the back of Sark's neck grinning reassuringly; Sark couldn't help but smile back. The thumb of his hand made an identical cut on Sark's neck and then with his other hand he cut Chris. The hand around Sark's neck pulled him towards Chris' neck, Sark knew what he had to do.
The three men sucked at each others wounds. Chris found this experience to be as intense as an orgasm. The blood that flowed from his creator held power that gave him warmth. He could feel Sark suck on his neck, it tingled as the blood left his body, but it was the both of these pleasures combined that made this experience unique. Even to Angelus this moment was special. Chris' hands began to explore, his finger gently caressed Angelus' forearms and his other hand held down Sark's head tightly, every sensation heightened the intensity, even down to the feel of the short bristles of Sark's hair he felt under his hand. Now, because of the amount of blood flow running through their bodies they were now all erect. The urge of hunger had now led to an urge of a sexual nature.
Angelus was the first to retreat from his drinking and then Sark, as his neck now felt cold. All of them had now stopped, Chris' body throbbed but at the moment the part that throbbed the most was his dick. He looked at his company; they grinned with satisfaction and knew what was coming next. Chris saw that Sark and Angelus had blood dripping from there mouths and he could feel some of the warm liquid slide slowly form the corner of his mouth.
The tension built as they waited for the first man to pounce!
Written by Stalking You Read more like this by clicking on the author name twohalfbreedsandahomo Please review. All reviews accepted