Date: Sat, 13 Feb 2010 19:40:02 +0500
From: Phunk Factor <phunkfactor@gmail.com>
Subject: Vampire Sex Diaries Chapter 5

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 wondered where Zachary would be right at this very moment. Stefan
rushed out of the room and phased to the basement where he thought Zach
could be tied up. However the place was empty. He focused his attention on
the camera again, hoping to recognize the room where this was happening. But
as far as Stefan could tell, this had not happened anywhere in the Salvatore
residence. He looked at the time running in the corner. It was from last
night, it must have happened while he was at Elena's place.

Stefan couldn't take his eyes off the camera. Damon was sitting with his
legs on either side of Zach's head and was force feeding him his dick. Zach
kept spitting the dick out, but Damon would slap it on his cheeks forcing
him to take it in again. Zach sack and spat the dick again and again. It was
clearly too big for him to handle. Stefan couldn't imagine anybody handling
the monster dick on the monster vampire. Stefan's own dick was now standing
at full mast forming a huge tent in his black pjs. He went walking from room
to room, hoping to find Zach lying on one of the bed. Damon was still
feeding Zach his dick, while pinching his nipples. Damon enjoyed the pain he
inflicted on his sexual partners. The only one he could think of who liked
pain more than Damon was Katherine, no wonder they made a great couple
together. However Katherine preference of Stefan had thrown everything into
a tumult of craziness.

Damon still had his olive green briefs on when he was being sucked. He stood
right over Zach, with his legs on either side of Zach's head and took off
the last piece of clothings. He looked right into the camera and flashed a
smile. "Observe closely and watch how a real man has sex", he nudged laying
heavy emphasis on the word 'sex'.

"Since our Exhibit A, Zachary Salvatore, is not as sexy as our Exhibit B,
Jeremy Gilbert, I would prefer not looking at him as I fuck him. Now I know
you'll panic to hear Jeremy's name, but don't worry. He's not here. It's
just Zachary and me within these four walls." Damon teased.

He bent down and flipped Zach in a single motion. He slapped Zach's firm
arse, ordering him to raise it in the air. When Zach failed to comply, he
tugged at Zach's hair. "When the other person refuses to obey the orders,
exert a little force. Nothing acts like a stimulant as much as suffering.",
Damon said trying to imitate some news reporter, "In this case, it's for
both of us", he added sending a wink to Stefan.

"Now you place the dick at the anal entrance of the partner and push", Damon
explained. No sooner than Damon said the word 'push', that Zach screamed
like a maniac. Zach couldn't handle Damon's dick when it was in his mouth,
there was no way he could handle his anal penetration. Stefan had searched
all the rooms by now and there was still no signs of Zach. At the camera,
Damon was busy fucking Zach hard and fast. The motion was such a blur, that
it seemed as if Damon was constantly inside Zach. Zach was in clear torture
as his ass got banged from the worst possible person one could think off.

"After a while, the ass may loosen up a little. In such cases, you take out
your entire dick and push it back it. Sort of like this", Damon explained.
Stefan could hear Zach whimpering as he was lauded, but there was nothing he
could do to stop it. The fucking kept going on for another fifteen minutes.
Stefan retired to his room, his cock was leaking precum now. But he did not
want to touch it. He didn't want to derive pleasure with the guilt of
knowing that he watched Zach being tortured and fucked like a cheap
prostitute. He could only watch and hope for some miracle to happen that
would lead him to Zach.

"Now as you can see, Zachary, is thoroughly tired. Couldn't keep up with a
stud like me!", Damon bragged. "Just between you and me, I think he's very
much your speed!", Damon whispered teasing Stefan. "If you'd like a piece of
this ass...oh God, I so need to cum!", Damon complained.

He flipped Zach back so that his face was upward, he wrenched open Zach's
mouth and forced his penis in. Damon was face fucking Zach as he spoke to
the camera. Zach was too exhausted to put up a fight. He took the abuse very
much like a used slave. "So..like..I..was..saying", Damon said between
gasps, "Lord, he gives such an amazing head!", Damon panted. "So yeah, like
I was saying...if..you..would..like..to..fuck..him, he's..on..the..roof",
Damon completed his previous sentence. Stefan dropped the camera and dashed
towards the roof. He heard Damon scream as he cummed into Zach's mouth.

Stefan broke open the roof doors. Finally, he saw Zach. Zach was tied to the
chimney and he was stark naked. "Help me, please! I'm freezing to death!",
Zach pleaded.