Date: Thu, 8 Jul 2010 08:13:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Will Ren <latexren@yahoo.com>
Subject: It's not the blood part 2

Disclaimer:

The usual disclaimers apply.  This story will have some mild m/m sexual
content as well as possible fetish situations.  If that bothers you, or you
know you shouldn't be reading this, then ask yourself why you are and then
go do something to repair your karma.  If it is legal for you to read this
kind of entertainment (because really, that's all it is) then do so.

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Ryan walked quickly to his car, not looking back over his shoulder.  He had
one thing on his mind -- getting home and jacking off, several times if
his roommate didn't get home too early and interrupt him.  He started his
Jeep and left the mall parking lot, merging into traffic on the main road.

On the ride home, he paid less attention to the other motorists and more to
the fantasies playing through his mind.  He had definitely met someone
interesting today.  It was likely that Cody was gay and at the same time
seemed pretty cool.  He might just be the one, Ryan thought.

He braked hard as the car in front of him stopped for the red light he
hadn't seen.  The big tires on the jeep protested but kept him from a
collision.  "Whew...need to pay attention to the here and now."  He
switched on the radio and turned it to his favorite station.  Singing to
himself, he resumed driving and in a few minutes arrived at the apartment
complex where he and his roommate lived.  He pulled into his designated
spot and jumped out of the Jeep.

Quickly, feeling a little out of place in leather pants, he ran up the
stairs to the second floor and fumbled with his keys at his lock.  The door
opened and he ducked inside, just as another door down the hall opened.

"That was close."  He smiled to himself and ran his hands down the leather
jeans, feeling their smoothness.  He brought his hands up to his face and
smelled the lingering scent of leather.

A growing bulge in his pants reminded him of everything he had been
thinking about on the ride home, and he quickly went to his room and shut
the door.

He flopped down onto his bed on his back and inched upwards until his head
was on his pillows.  He unzipped the leather pants, tugged his semi-rigid
dick out, and began to slowly stroke himself.  He arched his hips to get
into a more comfortable position and continued stroking.  As the first drop
of pre-cum formed at the tip he paused and reached over to the small table
next to the bed, picking up a hand towel.  He draped the towel over his
waist and chest to keep things clean.

He closed his eyes and pictured Cody as he had looked, standing naked
earlier.  Ryan smiled.  Cody had the exact type of body he had always
fantasized about.  He wasn't flabby and he wasn't overly muscular either.
He still had very much a boy's body -- smooth and clean.  He wondered how
old Cody was.  He was older, sure, but not by too many years; not enough to
matter.

He increased the pace of his jacking and moaned.

He thought back to what Cody had looked like in the shiny, black, vinyl
suit.  "Mmmm...that was nice."  He bit his lower lip and continued to jack.
He and Cody were the same size so he would look pretty much the same when
he wore the suit.

"...mmmm..."  He jacked faster as he remembered Cody putting the
sweat-soaked suit on and...well...seeming to really enjoy wearing it.  What
had he said?  `I am covered in your sweat now' or something like that,
before putting on Ryan's street clothes.

"That was so hot..."  Ryan pulled Cody's shirt up over his head and
breathed in his scent while his dick exploded onto the towel covering his
chest.  He shot five streams of cum before he relaxed and slowed his hand
to a gentle caress to finish things off.

Calmer now, Ryan sat up and wiped his dick off with the towel and then set
it back on the table next to the bed.  He pulled a piece of tissue from the
box, draped it over his softening dick, and tucked it back into the leather
pants.  "Don't want to get anything on these pants."  He zipped up and made
his way to the kitchen to get a bite to eat.

Ryan glanced at the clock.  It was a quarter past three in the afternoon.
His roommate wouldn't be home for a few more hours so he had time for round
two, and maybe three if he were quick about it.

He shoved the sandwich into his mouth and stretched out on the couch in
front of the TV.  He needed a short rest before he could jack off again, so
he flipped on the TV and tuned to different channels for a while,
eventually settling for the afternoon news.

The weather looked good for the next few days so that was a bonus.  Stocks
were dropping, but what was new there.  Then something caught his eye -- a
special bulletin about a boy who had been missing for two days.  He
listened as the anchorwoman explained the physical details of the kid and
where he had last been seen.  Ryan turned the volume up and heard the lady
name the arcade in the other mall across town.  Seems the boy's mother had
dropped him off with some change, and he wasn't waiting for her later in
the day when it was time to be picked up.  Police were at a loss as to what
might have happened.  Everyone was being asked to keep an eye out for the
boy and report it immediately if they thought they had useful information.

"Well that's just creepy."  He always saw older guys around the arcade and
wondered what interest they would have in video games.  Half jokingly, he
had always assumed they were cruising for guys his age or younger, but
hearing about the missing boy he wasn't so sure his assumptions were that
far off.

He felt a slight shiver run down his body and tucked his hands between his
legs to warm them.  The leather surrounding his crotch was warm and
inviting.  He rubbed his hands around his groin a bit and then got up and
headed back to his room.

Round two went pretty much the same as round one but took a while longer.
This time he let his mind wander to the more perverted thoughts he had been
having the last few years.  He envisioned himself lying on his back on his
bed, naked from the waist down.  Someone...he laughed to himself as he knew
perfectly well now who he wanted it to be...was standing at the edge of the
bed in leather pants and no shirt.

The other person leaned forward and gently pushed his dick into Ryan's very
receptive ass.  There was no pain, only fantastic pleasure.  As he
fantasized he put his other hand down between his legs and pressed inward
on his ass, feeling the leather pants resist him.  "Oh Cody..."  He
grimaced and shot again onto the towel on his chest and stopped stroking
himself, breathing heavily.

After a few minutes, he sat up and returned the towel to the table.  He
smiled as the second time always felt better than the first.  And the
third, should he get that far, would feel almost painfully good as his
balls tried to implode in order to shoot another load that wasn't there.

He needed more time to recharge and his roommate would be home eventually,
so he decided it was better to change into his own clothes for the rest of
the afternoon and evening and then put Cody's back on before he went to
bed.  He fully intended to sleep in the leather pants at least and probably
the shirt and boots too.

He removed the combat boots and set them next to his bed.  For a moment, he
lingered until a smile slowly spread across his face.  He reached down and
picked up one of the boots.  Slowly, in case he didn't like what he
discovered, he held the boot to his face and inhaled just a little.  It
didn't stink as he assumed it would so he inhaled more strongly.

"Ok...this is messed up."  He spoke aloud to himself as he took a final and
very strong smell of the boot.  He was hooked.  They smelled fantastic; a
combination of leather and what he assumed was Cody's own scent.

He placed the boot back on the floor next to its companion and removed the
leather pants, setting them on the bed.  He reluctantly pulled a pair of
his own jeans on and buckled the belt.  He started to remove Cody's shirt
but then decided otherwise.  It was just a white shirt, after all, so
nobody would know it didn't belong to him.

He dug a pair of tennis shoes out of the closet and slipped them on before
heading back out to the kitchen for something to drink.  He was leaning
against the fridge when the door to the apartment opened and his roommate
came home.

Ryan looked at the clock.  "You're home early."

Trevor set his backpack down on the table next to the couch and shrugged.
"Got done at the library earlier than usual.  Why?  You got a girl in your
room and don't want me to find out?"  He smiled and cocked his head towards
Ryan's room.

"Yeah...you know me."  Ryan nodded and finished his drink, placing the cup
in the fridge to keep cool.

"Hey, you want to go to the bar tonight?"  Trevor flopped down on the couch
and grabbed the remote to the TV.

"Maybe.  Don't you have to study or something?"

"What are you, my mother?  I spent all day in the library studying today,
so no,...I can go out and have some fun.  Besides, it's Friday and I want
to go out.  Just because you aren't taking summer classes doesn't mean you
can make me feel guilty for wanting to goof off a little."  He smiled and
flipped on the TV.

"If you hadn't screwed around all last term you wouldn't have to be in
class now.  Still, you are right that I shouldn't care if you study or not.
Let's go out and have fun tonight, if you really want to."

"Really want to?  What else is there to do?"  He turned off the TV and
swung his legs up on the couch.

"Not a hell of a lot."  Ryan took a seat at the end of the couch by
Trevor's feet.  "You want to move those stinky things?"

"My feet don't stink!"  He moved his feet from the couch to the coffee
table.  "Happy now?"

"Sure."

"So what did you do today while I was slaving away in the library?"

"I went to the mall again.  Played in the arcade for a while and then
walked around."

"Sounds dull.  You should take classes with me."

"Uh...no thanks.  Three quarters a year is enough for me.  Besides, I like
the adventure of not knowing what each day will bring."

"If you call going to the mall every day an adventure, I feel sorry for
you."

Ryan smiled.  "You never know what will happen in a place like that."

Trevor eyed him suspiciously.  "Something happen today?"

"Nah, not really."

"Hmmm...sounds like more excitement than I could handle.  I'm going to
shower and chill for a bit then we can go grab a bite to eat and decide
which bar to hang out in."

"Cool.  Let me know when you are ready to go.  I'll be in my room."

"Yeah, and I know what you'll be doing."  Trevor arched his back and
pretended to be jacking off.  "Oh...oh...oh..."  He stopped and smiled at
Ryan.

Ryan just stared at him.  "Are you finished?"

Trevor jumped up smiling.  "Yeah I think so."  He went to the bathroom,
turned on the water, and closed the door.

Ryan went back to his room and sat on the edge of the mattress.  He
casually massaged his groin but really wasn't in the mood to jack again,
especially after his roommate's most recent enactment.  He let his mind
wander to the possible places they could have dinner and then which bar
they might end up in.  He knew it would be one on campus as the ones off
campus were somewhat seedy at night.

He wondered if they would see anyone they knew, though most of their
friends had gone home for the summer.  He sighed.  He hadn't gone home
because his father and `Alice', his stepmother, had decided to summer in
Mexico with another couple and told him to stay at school.  They showered
him with money so he didn't care, but it did get lonely sometimes.

He thought back to when he had told Cody that he stole the warm-up suit
because he didn't have any money.  That was so not the case as he had more
money than he knew how to spend, realistically of course.  He had stolen
the suit because he enjoyed the thrill of it, plain and simple.  His life
was pretty dull at the moment and any diversion was welcome.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Cody's leather pants and he
turned towards them.  He was thoughtful for a moment, trying to decide if
he were brave enough to wear them out in public that evening.  He knew
Trevor would give him shit about it but wouldn't really care.  And, as most
of their friends were gone, chances are he wouldn't see anyone he knew, so
it didn't really matter all that much.

Hi reached over and picked up the pants.  As he would have to give them
back to their rightful owner tomorrow, he might as well get as much use out
of them as possible.  He began to grin and before he knew it had the crotch
of the pants over his face and was inhaling deeply.  They smelled pretty
much like he expected -- leather pants and a hint of their previous
wearer.  "I have got to stop smelling his clothes."  He smiled.

Ryan kicked off his shoes and jeans and pulled the leather pants back on.

Instantly, his dick came to life and started to swell.  "Not now
boy...there will be time for that later."  He gave it a gentle squeeze and
then pulled Cody's boots back on and laced them up over the pants.  He went
back into the living room and sat on the couch with his legs up on the
cushion, waiting for Trevor to finish showering and the inevitable
conversation about where he got them and WHY he was wearing them out in
public.

He shook his head when he thought about what he might tell Trevor.  "You
mean these?  Oh, I traded a stolen warm-up suit to a complete stranger who,
by the way, I find so incredibly attractive I jacked off twice just
thinking about him after I got home."

Then again, he didn't want to lose his roommate and be completely alone for
the rest of the year so perhaps a less honest explanation was in order.

The shower turned off and he heard the curtain slide open.  Ryan's heart
began to beat quicker in anticipation that the door would soon open and
Trevor would see him in the leather pants.  Why did that excite him so much
he wondered?

The minutes dragged on for what seemed like an hour before the bathroom
door finally opened and Trevor came out with a towel draped over his
shoulder, showing off his tight stomach and tanned abdominal muscles.  His
black hair was wet and hung down to his eyes in the front.

He walked to his room, tossed the towel onto the floor, and then, as if in
slow motion, backed out of the room and looked over at the couch.

"Oh hell no!"

Ryan smiled.  "What?"

"Where did you get those?"

Ryan shrugged.  "The boots?  Army surplus store."

"Ok, well I hadn't seen those, but no, I meant the rock star pants.  You go
join a band and forget to tell me?"  He leaned against the doorframe and
folded his arms.

"You mean these pants?"  Ryan pointed to his legs.

"Yeah...the `hey everybody check out my gay ass' leather pants."

"I got them at the mall today.  Why, you want to borrow them?"  He smirked.
He knew Trevor wasn't really upset but he always had to be overly dramatic.

"No thanks, I am happy in my denim jeans...you know...the stuff normal
people wear."  He ducked back into his room.

Ryan smiled and shook his head.  "So you like them, huh?"

He barely heard the distant reply.  "Yeah, they're pretty cool."

Ryan stood and walked to Trevor's room.  "You should get a pair too."  He
stared at his roommate's back and for a moment had the crazy notion of
walking up behind him and hugging him, tightly.

Trevor turned around and pulled a tight tee shirt over his head.  "Not my
style bro but they do look good on you."

"Thanks.  I probably won't wear them much, but I thought tonight it might
be fun."  He looked away.

"Whatever makes you happy."  Trevor pulled on a pair of hiking boots and
laced them up.  "You hungry now?"

"Sure, I could eat something.  Kind or early to hit the bars though, isn't
it?"

"Yeah, I guess so, but now I don't feel like resting.  The shower woke me
up enough."

Ryan thought for a second and faced him.  "We could go to the mall and grab
a bite at the food court and walk around a bit then go to a bar."

"You and that damned mall.  You act like it might not be there tomorrow."

Ryan nodded.  "Oh, it had better be!"

"Yeah, sure, what the hell.  Junk food it is."

"I'll drive."  Ryan left to get his keys from his room.

"Cool."

They jumped into his Jeep and took off for the mall.

Trevor looked down at the leather pants and shook his head.  "I can't
believe you are wearing those in public."

"Does it really bother you?"  Ryan didn't take his eyes off the road in
front of him.

"Nah, I'm just giving you shit.  You know that."

"Yeah, I knew you would."

Almost hesitantly, Trevor reached out his left hand and touched Ryan's
right leg.  He gently caressed the leather.  "They actually look pretty
cool.  Maybe I will borrow them sometime."

Ryan's stomach fluttered when Trevor touched his leg.  Was there more to it
than just a casual touch of the foreign material?  He found himself hoping
there was but as usual buried that thought WAY down deep to keep him from
saying or doing something he might later regret.

"Hey you ok?"  Trevor faced him.

"Sure why?"

"You haven't said much and look a million miles away."

"Oh...just concentrating on the road.  You always say I am a shitty driver
so I am trying to improve."

"Yeah, your driving sucks, big time."

The rest of the ride to the mall was quiet, and soon enough they were
parked and heading inside towards the food court.

**********

Cody stepped off the bus in front of Motel Six and heard it pull away
behind him.  The curb smelled like garbage and somewhere off to the side a
man was yelling and a baby was crying.  He was home.  He walked up to the
long row of rooms and stopped in front of room thirteen, knocking on the
door twice.  He heard footsteps on the other side, the chain being slide
out of its track, and the deadbolt undone.

The door opened a bit and a man in his late thirties carefully peeked out.
"Oh hey, come on in."  He opened the door a bit wider and stepped aside.

Cody stepped into the darkened room and was immediately aware of a second
person, seated on the bed across the room.  "Sorry, I didn't know you have
company.  I can come back later if you want."

The man shook his head.  "Nah, we are pretty much done here."  He looked
outside and then closed the door, locking it.  The heavy curtains were
drawn tightly closed so very little light made it inside.  He was taller
than Cody by a few inches and larger framed.  He wore jeans and a tank top
that showed his strong arms and chest.  Black hair covered his head and
thin, well groomed, lines ran down his cheeks, meeting at his chin.

Cody's eyes instantly adjusted to the dim lighting and he sized up the
person across the room.  He was tall and thin with a cruel look to him.  On
the bed next to him was a small leather bag.  He slowly inhaled and
recognized a few scents in the room -- pot, booze, heroin, and gun oil.
He assumed the man was a drug dealer and was armed.  Not a problem and
nothing too unusual for his host to have in their motel room.  Cody knew he
didn't do heroin but he did like pot.  It didn't bother him that he smoked
in their room.

The thin man rose and picked up his bag off the bed.  "So is this him?"

The other man nodded.  "Yup."  He opened the small fridge by the bathroom
and pulled out a beer.

"He doesn't look like much to me."

Cody raised an eyebrow.

The other man twisted off the top on the beer bottle and tossed it into the
trash.  "Isn't he how I described him?"

"I mean yeah he's cute enough so I can see why you are fucking him but not
exactly what I expected... you know, for a vampire."  He smirked and
crossed the room heading quickly towards the door.  "See you round."

Cody was still standing by the door and as the man crossed in front of him,
Cody shot out his hand and hit the man squarely in his chest stopping him
on the spot.  It wasn't a move designed to push him backwards, just to stop
him as if he had run into a brick wall.

The man coughed and dropped his bag, staggering backwards.

Cody faced the other man.  "You told him about me?"

"Yeah, well, it isn't like he is going to tell anyone, certainly not the
cops."

"You know I don't like people to know about me unless I choose to tell
them."

"Yeah well it just kind of slipped out while we were lighting up earlier.
Really, not a big deal."

"Well it is to me!"  He faced the tall, thin man who had seated himself on
the bed by the door and was gasping for breath.

"Look...I'm...not going to say anything to anyone.  Hell, I don't talk to
most people."

Cody held his gaze and his eyes glowed dimly in the dark room.  "You will
forget about me.  I am not a vampire.  Vampires do not exist."

The man's eyes glazed over and he nodded.  "...there are no vampires..."

"Go home now.  You are tired."

"Yes...I should leave.  I am tired."  The man rose and made his way over to
the door, letting himself out.

Cody turned to face the other man.  "Why?"

The man shrugged.  "Hey look, it isn't like I have a lot of interesting
things to tell people.  I just let it slip out that's all.  Really, no big
deal.  Besides, you made him forget so there's nothing to even worry
about."  He didn't really believe Cody was a vampire as he walked around in
the daylight and wasn't remotely frightening, though it was strange how he
could make people do things or forget things.

Moving quicker than the man's eyes could follow Cody crossed the room from
the door to the bathroom and stopped inches away from him.

The man backed up a step and bumped into the desk.  "Come on Cody...you're
freaking me out."  Suddenly it seemed far more likely that his roommate was
a vampire.

"What is our arrangement...David?"  Cody spit out the man's name and
casually began to run his fingers down the man's chest and back up again.

"Umm...you said...um...you wanted..."  He was sweating now.

"I told you three things when we first met two years ago."

"Uh...right."

"One -- you secure a different residence from your own which I will share
each time I am in town."  He leaned closer and could smell the beer on the
man's breath.

 "Two -- you do not EVER tell anyone about me, especially what I am!"
His canine teeth lengthened and descended below his lower lip.  He put his
hand on the side of the man's face and roughly turned his head to the side,
exposing his neck.

"Oh god...I'm sorry!"  David tried to turn his head and pull away but
Cody's strength was incredible.

"And three -- you feed me when I am hungry."  Cody lunged forward and
sank his fangs into the man's neck, piercing the jugular vein.

Beneath him, the man tensed and stifled a cry but then relaxed as his life
force began to drain from him and a strange pleasure spread throughout his
body.  He began to feel really good, which he thought was a nice way to
die.

Cody only fed for ten seconds, not enough to permanently harm the man.  He
pulled off and the two puncture wounds on David's neck closed up
immediately, his saliva sealing them.  Blood ran down Cody's lip and off
his chin.  He quickly wiped himself off with the back of his hand but not
before a few drops landed on Ryan's shirt.

"Shit, now look what you made me do."  He let go of the man who promptly
slumped to the floor breathing heavily.

Cody pulled the shirt over his head and went to the sink. He dampened and
used a hand towel to blot at the blood but it didn't come clean, not
completely.  "Ryan is going to be pissed."  He heard movement behind him
and turned around.

David had crawled up onto the bed by the bathroom and was lying on his back
breathing deeply.  He whimpered quietly.

"Oh toughen up, I barely bled you."  Cody laid the shirt on the counter to
dry and walked over to the bed.

David calmed his breathing and propped himself up on his elbows.  "Well
that really hurt!"  He gently rubbed his neck.

"Good.  Maybe next time you will think before telling someone about me."

"You said you'd never bite me."  At the time, he had thought it was a joke.
He rubbed his neck some more and noticed his fingers were damp with his own
blood.  He had never seen Cody's fangs before and honestly had doubted he
was really a vampire.  He had just assumed it was an excuse for sucking off
people as he did -- some way to be gay but have an excuse.  Though, he
thought to himself, his eyes did glow softly blue when they had sex which
was strange.  Oh, and he never ate food, drank anything, or slept.  Oh, and
he could make people do things or forget things that happened to them.  Ok,
he was creepy and obviously a vampire.

"Yeah, well, you agreed to not tell people about me."  Cody crossed his
arms.

David looked at Cody more closely.  "I know I did but come on...you know
you aren't very vampire-like, at least not what I think of as one.  Hell,
you walk around in the daylight!"

"That doesn't change anything.  A promise is a promise."

David noticed the vinyl top.  "What's up with the plastic shirt?"

Cody looked down and ran his hand across his chest.  "This belongs to
someone I met and I am borrowing it for the day."

David smiled, mostly recovered from his recent ordeal.  "Someone you met
huh?  Did he taste good?"

Cody shrugged.  "Don't know."

"What?"

"I didn't feed on him dumbass."

"Why not?  Why else do you go out looking for people?"

Cody shrugged.  It was a fair question.  He didn't really have friends and
certainly didn't seek companionship.  That was too risky and led to
emotional pain, mostly for himself.  "We are meeting up tomorrow to trade
clothes back.  Don't worry about it."

"Oh I see...the thrill of the hunt!"

Cody unfolded his arms and grinned.  "Now why would I bother with that when
I have you ...all to myself, powerless to escape?"  He slid Ryan's jeans
off so he was only wearing the black, vinyl suit.

"Hey, those pants match the top."  David recognized the soft, blue glow in
Cody's eyes and began to undress.

"Wow...you don't miss much."  Cody removed the top and pants and set them
on the bed.  For a moment, he ran his hand up his chest, feeling Ryan's
sweat.  He didn't perspire so he knew the little moisture that remained on
his skin belonged to the teen.  He rubbed his hand across his face and
smiled.  "I am hungry."

David nodded.  "My blood didn't satisfy you, huh?"  He kicked off his jeans
and arched his back, settling back down.  "Be gentle with me."  His
semi-rigid penis flopped against his abdomen.

Cody smiled.  "Aren't I always?"  He climbed up onto the bed and straddled
the man's waist before gently sitting down on his dick.  He felt the entire
length slide into him and moaned softly.  He began to ride David who just
closed his eyes and sighed.

For ten minutes they had sex and then with a soft cry David thrust his hips
up off the bed and spurted into Cody.

He opened his eyes and saw Cody was staring up at the ceiling, which was
reflecting a soft, blue light.  "You ok?"

Cody looked down on him and bathed him in the blue light, emanating from
his eyes.  "Yeah, that was nice, thank you."  He closed his eyes and the
room darkened again.

"You want to go again in a bit?"

Cody slid off to the side and lay next to him, their arms touching.  "Sure,
if you are up to it.  I am pretty hungry still."

"Well not from lack of performance on my part!"  David laughed.  "I am a
machine in bed."

Cody rolled over on top him and looked down into his eyes.  "That might be
a bit of an overstatement but you do just fine."  He leaned down and kissed
David on the mouth.

Beneath him, the man struggled.  "Hey, you know I don't like that.  I don't
kiss guys."

Cody pulled back and sat up on his waist.  "But you have no problem fucking
them."  He ran his fingers gently down the man's sideburns.

"Yeah, well, that's different, and only you."

"I don't see it that way, but if you don't want to kiss me, that's cool."
Cody's voice was quiet and sounded just a little sad.

David reached out and poked him in the stomach gently.  "Hey kid, don't be
like that.  I didn't mean anything.  It isn't personal, I just don't kiss
guys."

Cody frowned and faced him.  "Don't call me kid, I am way older than you."

"Yeah yeah, you always say that but let's face it, you look like a
teenager, not a sixty, seventy...hell how old are you again?"

"I was born in 1923".

"Can I call you gramps?"  David smiled playfully and bucked his hips
upward, rubbing his semi-hard dick into the small of Cody's back.

"Go take a shower."  Cody rolled off to the side and stood up.

David shrugged.  "I don't want to take a shower.  I am comfortable right
here."

Cody faced him and his fangs slowly descended over his lower lip.  "I am
still hungry and if you aren't clean enough so I can suck your dick I am
going to suck somewhere else.  And it will hurt..."

David scrambled out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.  "Be back in a
few."

Cody retracted his fangs and sat on the bed.  He lifted the warm-up suit
top and smelled the inside of it.  He had been wearing it for a while so it
smelled a little like him but mostly it smelled like vinyl with a hit of
Ryan and was still barely damp with his sweat.  He pulled the top back on
and lay back on the bed.

He began to casually stroke himself as he thought about the teen he had met
that morning in the mall.  Ryan was cute and seemed intelligent but more
than that, he had been attracted to Cody, of that much he was certain.  Not
the kind of attraction Cody induced in people, the real deal.  He pictured
the boy in his mind and smiled.  Same height, same weight or close to it,
same body shape in general and little body hair.  Ryan had light brown hair
whereas Cody's was dark brown.

He stroked faster and felt his dick swelling.  He reached a hand over,
picked up the exercise suit pants, and draped them across his face.  He
continued to stroke himself and in a moment shot a large quantity onto his
abdomen, onto the suit top.  He sighed deeply and sat up slowly, catching
his cum in his hand as it slid down.  He looked at the pool of liquid and
was thoughtful.  It was different from non-vampire semen in that it was
sterile.  It wasn't, however, white -- it was blood red.

He walked over to the sink, dumped the contents down the drain, and ran the
water for a minute.  While the water ran, he removed the exercise suit top
and wiped it clean.  Shutting off the water, he opened the bathroom door
and slid the shower curtain aside.

David was covered in soap suds and was rinsing his face under the water.

Cody stepped into the shower and wrapped his arms around him.  "You look
clean enough to eat."

David gave a small jump and wiped his eyes.  "Yeah well remember our
arrangement.  You won't be able to stay here if you eat me."  He turned
around to face Cody.

"Well...how about just a little snack to hold me over then?"  Cody dropped
to his knees in the shower and sucked David's dick into his mouth.

"Oh my..."  David put one hand on top of Cody's head and the other against
the shower wall while he began to receive what he knew was going to be a
stellar blowjob.