Date: Mon, 8 Feb 2010 07:59:53 +0500
From: Phunk Factor <phunkfactor@gmail.com>
Subject: Vampire Sex Diaries Chapter 1

Disclaimer; This is a story about characters from the television show
Vampire Diaries. It is a work of fiction and the author does not claim any
knowledge about the private lives of actors appearing in the show, also this
story implies nothing about their sexuality. I do not own these characters,
adapted for television by produced and created by Kevin Williamson, and is
loosely based on the series of novels by L. J. Smith. It is produced by
Outerbanks Entertainment, Alloy Entertainment, CBS Television Studios and
Warner Bros. Television.

Note from Author; This story contains sexual situations and if you're under
age or are offended by homo-erotic works, you should probably stop reading
now. If you're not, continue reading and please comment. I'll be delighted
to hear your opinions and suggestions about it at phunkfactor@gmail.com .
Happy reading! :)

Stefan Salvatore looked around in the room. It was a good thing Elena had
invited him inside. Being a vampire, it's not possible for him to enter
houses where he's not welcomed. This was a protective mechanism by nature
for humans against the likes of his elder brother, Damon Salvatore.

Elena had told him to wait in the living room while she prepared something
for them to eat. She wasn't aware of his secret yet, and he was in no mood
to reveal it. He was spending time in Mystic Falls, Virginia for a reason.
He wanted to get to Elena better, if she was who he was thinking then
everybody is in for a rude awakening. If not, then he has hope to love
someone once again. All these thoughts were running all around in Damon head
while Elena was shuffling in the kitchen. Damon got up to help her.

"Stefan! We don't have any Vanilla Essence!", Elena announced.

"You want me to get some from the store?", Stefan asked strolling into the
kitchen.

"No!", Elena asked looking around. "I'll run and go get it!"

"At least let me come along!", Stefan requested.

"You're my guest! So you stay at home! It won't take me more than 30
minutes!", Elena replied back as she picked up her purse and darted out off
the door. "Make yourself at home! There is soda in the fridge! And don't eat
anything!"

Stefan agreed though he wasn't entirely comfortable with it. But now that
Elena had gone, he could do a little snooping in Elena's room. Possibly
discover something that would give him a better idea about Ms. Gilbert. Too
fast for a human eye to detect, Stefan phased into Elena's room and began
shuffling through her stuff.

Nothing except the stuff you would expect in a teenage girl's room. Clothes,
make up, magazines, romance novels, school books, pictures etc etc. There is
nothing in here that would ring the alarm in Stefan's head.

Stefan relaxed, his worst fear was just in his head. Then he heard someone
singing, not very well, but loud enough to carry into Elena's room. Stefan
peeked out from the corner and saw Elena's little brother, Jeremy, standing
naked in the hallway. He seemed unaware of Stefan's presence as he was
singing Madonna's 'Revolver' rather loudly. He wouldn't dare sing that in
public, Stefan thought to himself.

Stefan's eyes strolled down and were mesmerized by those glorious dimpled
ass cheeks. And everytime Jeremy gyrated and humped, they looked even more
sexy. While it was no doubt that Elena was an extremely beautiful girl. It
was also a rather glaring fact that her brother was a extremely sexy boy.
Stefan felt his cock come to complete hardness. Stefan thought of going
forward and making a move, but just then Jeremy disappeared into the
bathroom door.

Stefan sighed in relief and returned to the living room. Though he was
physically there, his mind was in the bathroom. His cock was still hard and
driving him completely crazy. He expired in frustration checking his watch.
Only ten minutes had passed and still no sign of Elena. Stefan decided it
would be safe to take a plunge. It was only for a moment of pleasure. Stefan
got up and started walking towards the bathroom.

Taking in a huge volume of air, he twisted the lock and stepped in. He took
off his shirt as he watched Jeremy soap his back. And just a second later,
Stefan stood naked right outside the shower. As he stepped in, Jeremy felt
somebody's presence and turned around. "Hey, what the hell?! Get out of
here! I'm not gay!", he protested.

"I'm not gay either!", Stefan suggested. "But I think you need some help
with your back! May I?"