Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 04:39:28 EDT From: ChrisNknox9@aol.com Subject: Vamps Love: The Meeting I was just a normal 18 year old guy, I lived in a big city had many friends was about to start my freshman year of college my family loved me I worked during the day and I partied at night ya know the normal things that an 18 year old guy does and did I mention I was gay if not well now you know. I was looking for my "summer love" I guess you would call it, I went out to the clubs and I played safely always safe. The guys I looked for was older than I by a couple years and no I don't have a "Daddy Complex" there was something about an older man that was dangerous. So one night I was dancing up on someone who was 25 maybe 26, when there was a tap on my shoulder and a voice in my ear saying: "You will have more fun with me, I promise!" Looking back I saw this beauty of a man he couldn't have been no more than 19 years old brown hair shoulder length, the darkest of eyes and a body that could have only been built by a god. I stepped off my dancing partner and said: "Just how much fun do you promise?" Leaning into my ear he said: "Trust me you have never had fun like this!" He grabbed me by the arm led me away to a table in the corner of the club he pulled out a chair and I sat. "I can tell you know I am not having fun yet." "I promise you will have fun. So Jake tell me why are you here night by night there has to be something better for you to do?" "See you have me at a disadvantage because I don't remember throwing out my name." "Actually it's on the back of your shirt! I wouldn't wear that shirt out if you don't want everyone knowing your name." "I knew this shirt was a bad idea to wear! So you going to give me your name or do I get up and walk away?" "My name is Gage, what do you say we get out of here and we have a little of that fun I promised?" "Ok let's go!" Now like I said before I don't go for the young ones but there was something about him that screamed danger it was like it was dripping out of his mouth and spraying it all over me with every word he spoke, and when his hand touched my arm he gave me chills up and down my body something that intrigued me more than anything or anybody in this world. "Ya know Mom always said that I should never get into a strangers car I will follow behind you." "Your mother sounds like a wise woman. Follow behind me but stay close I drive a little fast, my place is about 45 minutes out." I followed him into the country and down a long winding very dark, very creepy road we pulled into this old Victorian house upon a hill very private and behind a locked iron gate. "God you weren't lying about being 45 minutes out were you." "I don't lie, I do believe I promised you a little fun!" Opening my door he escorted me into this very old house it was very modern in furnishing computer, flat screen TV leather furniture. "Wow this is pretty, I didn't even know houses like this still stood. I just bet there are a lot of things you don't know about." He said pulling a dusty bottle of whine out his cabinet. "Would you like some?" He said flashing his amazing smile. Smiling back I said: "Yes I would love some. Aren't you parents going to freak when they see you have opened there whine, or find out you have had me here?" "Ha! This is mine all of it every square inch of it." He said handing me the glass. "Hmm, looks like you have done very well for yourself to be what 19, 20 years old?" "Age isn't relative now is it? From what I've seen night after night you don't care young guys but here you are in my house. I would watch that pretty little blonde head of yours." "Oh, is that a threat or a promise, I don't respond to threats very well!" I said heading for the door. "Do you know what kind of predators are out there that prey on pretty little blonde, blue eyed boys?" "Gabe, trust me I can handle myself I don't need others to fight my battles. You're a little weird aren't you?" "Yes, but I get the feeling you like weird don't you?" "I crave it! Honest what am I doing here I doubt that you brought me all this way just to give me a lecture on personal safety. So what did you bring me here for?" "Right to the point and you know what you want? Come follow me, how would you like a tour?" "Yes, I would love one actually should I leave the drink here or can I take it with me?" I walked thru the house looking at his many things that have been "passed down" from generation to generation. Until we came to one painting, a painting that I could not take my eyes away from it was a man standing beside a mother and a father with another a little boy on the right of the mother. "Gabe this one looks just like you?" "Family traits there passed along ya know! Shall we keep moving?" He put his arm around my waist and said the best part of the house is still to come. "Yeah I have heard that before." I thought to myself he put his hands over my eyes kissed my neck and asked: "Do you trust me?" "You haven't given me any reason not too so far." He whisked me up with one arm his hand still over my eyes carried me into his bed and said: "Make yourself at home I am going to go freshen up there is a bathroom just beyond that door. There are towels and a clean robe on the hook if you wish." I went in took a hot shower put on this luxurious silk robe on and crawled into his bed at this point I was more nervous than a whore in church I pulled the blanket up to my neck and laid on my side facing the door I came out of. I must have slipped off to sleep for a minute or two because when I awoken to the scent of strawberries and a light cologne something I had never smelt before. He was so close to my body that I could hardly move, I started to speak and I couldn't get anything out, now this wasn't my first rodeo before but this was somehow different. "Jake are you ok, you have hardly said one word since we walked into this room. Would you like another drink?" "No, I'm ok I promise. And I think that first drink is working on me how old was that stuff?" "About 100 years old, it hadn't been opened until tonight. There is something that I think you should know but please keep in mind I haven't had anyone in my bed in a very long time." "Your positive aren't you? Ya, know every time I meet someone that sends me into chills when they touch me there is always something wrong." "No nothing like that I promise you that. That painting of the guy who looks exactly like me well, it was me a long time ago, it is me." "Gabe, your 19 that painting has to be well over 150 years old!" "Its actually 175 years old and I was 19 when that was painted. There is something you don't understand about me." "Ya know what I don't want to know just please open your gate so that I can leave." "If that is what you wish, I shall let you out. Know this I would never do anything to harm you and if you do leave you are more than welcome to come back anytime, I want to give you this its my email and phone number so you can keep in touch." For whatever reason I kept the card and put it into my wallet when I got into my car, he opened the gate and drove out as fast as my little Ford would go. I stuck my key into my door about 4 that morning I couldn't get what he said out of my head about him and the painting it just kept running thru my head and the more I heard him say it the more I started to believe it. I stepped out onto the balcony smoked a cigarette I didn't even close the sliding glass door I was 10 stories up and my building was one the securest in the world. I must have been more tired than I thought so I lay on the couch and drifted off to sleep. I dreamt all night of nothing but Gabe, he was there in every dream I had that night. The following day at work I was like a zombie I couldn't think, couldn't get anything right I was useless at lunch a friend of mine asked: "What's wrong with you, I have never seen you mess up like you have today?" "Angie, I had the oddest night last night. I was at the club dancing with this guy when another one came up we talked I went back to his place I had a glass of whine we crawled into bed." "Sounds like a normal evening for you so what happened?" "Well that's just it nothing happened, there was this painting of him, Angie it had to be 150 years old he said that it was him with such conviction that it made me really uncomfortable." "Girl, you know how guys are they all lie and they are all weird!" "Angie, this guy was so perfect for me I could feel it in my heart but then there was something about the whole thing that left me so on edge. When I left he walked me to my car he gave me his phone number and email address and said I was welcome back anytime and that we should keep in touch. What should I do?" "What do you want to do? I can't stop thinking about him all night last night I dreamt of him." "Honey go home, give him a call and I will cover for you." I did I went home I grabbed the phone I hesitated just like a 13 year old calling up his first crush. I prayed I would get his voice mail and what would you know he picked up: "Gabe, this is Jake. Listen I am so very sorry that I ran out last night, I hope I didn't come off as rude." "Hey, its ok I get it don't worry about it." "Ok, so listen how about coming by tonight my place say 9 O'clock. At 8:30 that night I got a knock at my door and there he was standing with a bottle of wine and a single long stem white rose. "You're early, I'm not even dressed yet," I said standing in a towel-dripping wet. "Ya know wet is a good look on you!" "I bet you say that to all the boys don't you?" "Just the blonde blue eyed ones." "Give me a minute and let me get dressed ok." Just as I turned around he grabbed me up and said: "You could stay undressed if you like I won't bite hard, unless you like it hard!" "If you play your cards right you might just get to have your way with me! But only if you're good and that whole biting thing I just might let you bite anything you want!"