Hunting for a Life Partner, Halloween Eve

Dane paced restlessly across the spacious living room in his large house on Greenville St. He was angry with himself. ‘How had he lost control? That hadn’t happened in many years. What was it about Casson that threw him off his game? Yeah, the kid was hot, but he had taken many hot men and not lost control.’

He took another long drink of the brandy, setting the now empty glass next to the fireplace. He walked to the window and looked out into the night, glancing down to the quiet street below, partially hidden by the trees and bushes on his long sloping lawn.

‘I’ve got to get my shit together.’ He thought. ‘Casson is going awaken in a couple of hours and he is going to have questions. Fuck! What am I going to tell him? This wasn’t supposed to happen so soon. He hardly knows me.’

He thought back to meeting the gymnast just a few short days ago. Their over two-hour conversation at the coffee shop and that rain-soaked muddy hike, where they shared so many laughs and had such a great time, like they had been friends for years.

Then to the hot sex at the jock house. Taking the virgin stud without having to compel him. How it all just took him over the top and he, oh god how that hot body, and how the incredible person it contained was so easy to talk to, so intelligent, someone who he could spend his life with… How could he possibly be sure this quick? No. It was a stupid mistake. He should never have lost control. He should have stopped before he sucked the life blood from the gymnasts hot, young body.

It had also been so careless of him to drain him in the jock house. It was a huge risk to get the gymnasts lifeless body out of there. Fortunately, no one noticed when he carried the hot stud wrapped in a blanket and leaped from the third story window down to the soft grass below. Then used his super speed to carry the kid in the darkness back to his house on Greenville St.

He would have to face him soon. Explain to him what he now was and what caused it. Hope that the person he had picked to be by his side forever didn’t hate him for what he did. He would have to quickly begin the training to teach the young stud how to be the creature he was now. How to control his need to feed and his urges – ‘yeah right. That’s fucking rich. Control. Shit!’ Thought Dane.

It was time. It had been 48 hours. Dane paced the room watching the seemingly sleeping Casson. His naked body covered with a sheer gauze like sheet. He looked like a Greek god under that white sheet, the fabric tented by the strong nose and the chin with the sexiest dent in the middle, down to the wide muscular pecs with hard nipples surrounded by the dime sized brown skin. Further down to the crisp six pack and the nice treasure trail of blond hair leading to the flaccid cock and large balls.

The muscular legs covered with a light coat of hair leading to those perfect size 10 feet. He never really noticed feet, but these were just perfect, extraordinary really.

Dane looked down at the bulge in his pants. ‘Really?’

Suddenly he saw the gauze billow up just a bit from the slightly parted lips of the now awakening stud. Casson moved his right hand up to his chest, and his eyes opened. He moved the white fabric down that was covering his face. ‘Why the fuck did I cover his face?’ Thought the man watching the awakening.

“Dude, what the fuck happened?” Croaked Casson in a scratchy voice, rubbing his eyes. “Where am I?”

“You are at my house.”

“What am I doing here? How did I get here?” The gymnast sat up in the bed. “Why am I naked and you are dressed? Last, I remember we were, we were um, you know…” His voice trailed off.

‘This kid was so cute. If he had more blood in him, he would surely be blushing.’ Thought the vampire.

“Well, I carried you here, because you, you, um, you passed out. How are you feeling?”

“I feel very strange. But first, can I have my clothes?”

“Oh sure, sorry.”

“I am totally starving. Have you got any food? It’s like I have to eat right now.”

Dane handed the boy some clothes. “These are not mine.”

“Yeah, well they will have to do for now. It’s the best I can do till we get you back home.”

Casson pulled on the clothes that were a bit large for him. He followed Dane down to the kitchen. “Damn bro. Nice house. Your parents must be loaded.”

“Well, it is really all mine. I have done pretty well as far as earnings go. Does pizza sound good?”

“Yeah, that sounds great.” Casson took a slice and tore into it, devouring it in seconds.

“Would you like another?”

“Not really. I mean it was good, but it was like I didn’t really eat anything. I’m sorry, I am being so rude, but I just can’t explain it. It’s like I have this tremendous energy, but it is all about eating.”

“I have a drink for you that I think will help.” Dane took a crystal glass container out of the fridge. His hands shook as he poured the cows blood into a large glass for the young hunk. “I know it looks weird, but just trust me. It is what you need.”

Casson looked at the glass full of the red drink and looked up at Dane with questioning eyes. He took a sip, licked his lips and then hungrily tipped up the glass, guzzling down the liquid as fast as he could drink, rivulets of the blood running down his square chin. “Oh my god, that is the best thing I have ever tasted. Can I have more?”

Dane poured the new vampire another glass of blood and the kid slammed it down as fast as he could. “What is this? I have never tasted anything so good.”

“Casson, there is something I have to tell you.” Dane shifted his eyes and then reached across the table and took the young gymnasts’ hands into his. He stared intently into the soft blue eyes searching for the right words. He did not know where to begin. He had not done this before.

“Dude, you are starting to freak me out. What is it?”

“You are drinking blood, well cows’ blood to be specific.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Shrieked the young jock as he jumped up from the table, his back pressed against the wall. “Are you being serious with me right now?” He cried.

“Yes, I am. Please sit back down. There is so much more I have to tell you.”

“Fuck you! I am getting out of here.” As he stormed out of the room toward the front door.

In an instant Dane was in front of him, blocking his path. “What the fuck? How did you move so fast.”

“I’m trying to tell you.” Dane reached out and put his hand on the side of Casson’s face, causing the young jock to move back.

“Don’t touch me. Tell me what the fuck is going on?”

“I’m a vampire.” Dane blurted out.

Casson laughed and looked up at the serious face. “Wait, what? You are serious? That is a myth. I don’t have time for this shit.” Casson stepped around the tall man and reached for the door.

Instantly a hand was on his throat holding him up against the wall, his feet dangling a foot off the floor. Holding him was a snarling beast of a man, with fangs and yellow demon eyes. “I told you there are things I have to tell you.” Snarled the beast.

Dane softly let Casson back down to the floor and returned to his normal handsome self. “Now do you believe me? You are one too.”

Casson stood shocked, still staring at the man in front of him, his brain trying to process all that had just happened. Trying to make some kind of sense out of what he had just heard and seen. “These things do not exist.” He mumbled softly to himself.

“Yes, we do, and I have much to teach you. You have to learn some basics, or you will be in serious danger. We will be in danger. I do not want you to get hurt.”

“Now I remember. When we were having, you know, right when I came, I remember you biting into my neck. I thought it was a dream, but… you.. you made me into a vampire?” The sudden realization infuriating the ripped stud. “You killed me, but yet you do not want me to get hurt?” Casson screamed. “That’s rich! Now get the fuck out of my way.”

Dane was pissed. “You will go nowhere.” He roared. “I am 55 years old and have way more strength than you. If I have to force you, trust me, you will go nowhere.” Dane calmed himself. “Now please, let me help you. You will be feeling so many things that you will not understand.”

Casson realized that for the moment he was beaten, and he knew that there we things he needed to know. Like why his senses were on overload and why was he feeling so horny. He sat down on one of the big, overstuffed chairs. “Ok so teach me. What do I need to know?”

“Ok, first some of the benefits. You will have much greater strength than you are used to, so be careful. This strength will grow. You will also have crazy speed. You will need to learn to control these, especially around humans. Also, you need very little sleep once you are through this transition. The massive changes to your body will tire you during this time.”

Your body can take extreme punishment. It will still be painful, but you will heal in a very short period of time, even seconds for more minor injuries. You can be killed, but only a few very specific ways. We will go over those things later.”

“You need blood to survive. The cow’s blood will do that, but human blood you will crave. It will be a desire like you have never known. It will take all your concentration to control it.

All your senses are heightened. Hearing, eyesight, smell, touch will all be radically more acute. This is also true for your sex drive. Over the next few weeks, you will feel these things become stronger. You may notice some of those changes even now.”

“I did notice that I can read the pages of that open book across the room. I also smell so many things, the food in the fridge even, the blood. I can hear two girls talking outside somewhere.”

“They are across the street. I want you to try something. Stand up and run across the room but be ready to stop.”

Casson got up and ran toward the far wall. The last two feet he was sliding, trying to stop. He crashed into the wall, hard, face first. “I told you to be ready to stop.” Dane laughed.

“Sure, yuck it up. You’re not the one who just face planted into drywall.”

“That was just an example of how you will need to work on these things. Learn to control them. It will not take long, but you must work at it.”

“So, there is another thing. You can compel humans.”

“To do what?”

“Just about anything. Like when I bought this house out of foreclosure. The bank rep sold it to me for a fraction of the asking price.”

“How does it work? How do I compel someone?”

“You have to look into their eyes, while they look into yours. You then send them your thoughts on what you want them to do. It is pretty easy but will take a little practice.”

“Can I compel you?”

“It doesn’t work on vampires.” Dane chuckled.

“You should probably text your buddies and let them know you are out of town and will be gone for a couple of days. It would be a bad idea for you to be around humans alone for the first part of your transition. I have a room all set up for you.”

“Since you forcibly won’t let me leave, I guess I have no choice but to stay here. I better text them now, since I have already been gone two days.”

Dane moved across the floor to the confused young stud. He placed his hand gently on Casson’s shoulder. “Look, I know you are angry with me, but it is critical that you trust me on this. You must not be around your friends, family or really any other human right now. You have no idea of what you are capable of. You are a significant threat to their lives right now.”

Casson deleted the first couple of versions of text to the guys at the jock house. He thought of Danes words of warning. Though he did not believe him, he had seen enough that he did not want to take the chance. He finally typed out the message that Dane had recommended. He would somehow find a way to get away from this house.

“It’s late. Let me show you to your room.”

The 22-year-old gymnast fell into a fitful sleep, filled with vivid crazy violent dreams. He felt himself slip out of large bed and pad to the bedroom door, his bare feet not making a sound on the hardwood floor. He pulled the big door open, it’s hinges protesting with a slight squeak.

He moved like a ghost down the hallway, the dim lights barely illuminating his bare muscular chest, and tented boxers. The young stud was horny beyond belief. He needed to fuck now, and the closest person was the hot stud he had incredible sex with just a couple short days ago. That hot memory made him hard as steel.

As much as he hated Dane right now, this urge was stronger. He quietly pushed open the door to Dane’s large suite. Through the dim light he could see the object of his uncontrollable lust lying on the bed seemingly asleep.

Casson leapt into the air and landed on the vampire, ripping the bed covers off the naked man on the way down. He tore the boxers from his body and placed his hard dripping cock at the mouth of his captor.

“You want me so bad, suck my cock.” As the young stud grabbed handfuls of Dane’s hair and thrust his hips forward driving his rock-hard member to the back of Dane’s throat.

Dane immediately began to suck forcefully on the kids’ cock, driving howls of delight from the gymnast’s mouth. His hands all over the young muscles of the object of his desires. Casson was slamming his pole in and out of the willing mouth, driving him closer and closer to the most intense orgasm of his life.

He could hold back no longer as his cock swelled further and began to shoot rope after rope of hot cum deep into Dane’s hot sucking and swallowing mouth.

Casson’s head was back, mouth open and eyes rolled back in his head. He had yet begun to come down from the incredible orgasm, when instantly he was on his back, legs in the air and Dane on top of him.

“Didn’t I tell you I was stronger and faster.” Dane smiled as his big cock slammed to the hilt into the young gymnast. Casson screamed out in pain, then pleasure. Dane began to slam fuck the hot stud. He quickly felt the young jock getting into the fuck and let up on his grip on the boy as he slammed into him.

Suddenly Casson delivered a punch to Dane’s temple, knocking him off of him. He was quickly on top of Dane violently fucking him doggie style. Though Dane was quicker and stronger, the gymnast had so many crazy moves and positions that he was able to deliver his hate fuck along with the intense pleasure the two vampires were experiencing.

The two savage beasts went at it for hours. This was not lovemaking. It was a bare-knuckled cage fight of two animals with yellow eyes and sharp white fangs having violent consensual sex. Casson was getting his rage out through his cock and Dane was happy to reciprocate.

Casson and Dane lay side by side on the floor of the destroyed suite. Both having deposited and received multiple loads. Their sweat covered bodies heaving as they gasped for air, the deep wounds and cuts disappearing quickly.

“Damn stud that was hot.” Dane gasped.

“No way could sex ever be better.” Grinned the glistening young gymnast.

Haven gotten the rage out of his system as well as placated his sexual needs, Casson was ready and willing to get out of the house for some hunting. His hunger was back, and food was the focus.

Dane explained the plan as they walked toward campus in the early light. “You just watch, till I signal you over. I will compel someone, so you do not have to worry. They will do what we want.”

Your biggest focus will be to control your urges. It will take extreme concentration. After the sexual exertion you just had, it should make controlling your feeding urges easier.

“Ok, see those two joggers coming toward us?” Casson looked at the two athletic students jogging toward them. He had seen them at the gym but didn’t know them. He heard Dane greet them and saw them looking intently into Dane’s eyes. He could hear the blood pumping in their heaving chests, and it was making his eye teeth grow.

“So, the guys live right around the corner and want us to come up for coffee.”

With the two jocks walking in front of them Dane leaned to Casson. “Listen, when we get to their apartment, I’ve compelled them to want to have sex with us. There are ways to get blood from a human without killing them. Biting the tongue is a great method as it heals up very quickly and is not very visible. With jacked studs, like these two, biting and getting blood from their pecs / nipples works well. No straight guy wants anyone to see bite marks on their pecs. Same with the stud’s ass.”

“If their hair is longer the ears work well. They heal fast and bleed like crazy. But you are not ready for any of these. You are not ready for warm human blood. You would not be able to stop yourself and you would end up killing them.”

“There is one way that you can feed on them. Human cum is ten times the feeding value of their blood. Drinking one half ounce of cum is like drinking 20 ounces of blood. You need only about 40 ounces of blood a day to survive. You can get about 32 ounces of blood from a healthy muscular young man without killing him.”

“Here we are guys. Come on up. Jess is putting on the coffee. Have a seat.” Casson stared at the hot jock. He had long dirty blond hair resting on the top of his shoulders. His tight running clothes showed off every muscular bulge as well as the flesh tube hanging to the left in his crotch.

The thing that filled the new vampires mind, in addition to this hot body in front of him, was the bulging on the side of his neck each time his heart would pump a large spurt of liquid up to his brain. He could just feel…. ‘He had to stop this. Dane warned him of this.’ He diverted his eyes back to that large tube of meat between the studs’ legs.

“Jess, why don’t you come in here and join us? I think you and Lars would probably like to get out of those clothes and join us in the bedroom. Are you boys straight?”

“Yes sir, we are. We both have steady girlfriends.”

“I see. I think Casson and I would like to see you two make out, while we get out of our clothes.”

Jess moved over to Lars, he took his hand and pushed his long hair back from his face as he lowered his lips over his friends and the two began to passionately make out. Dane guided them to the bed and had them get on their hands and knees facing each other, continuing the deep sucking kiss.

“Which one do you want to fuck, Casson?”

“Lars.”

Casson looked down at the broad shoulders tapering down to the slim waist and the hairy muscular legs of the stud in front of him, sucking face with his straight roommate. He guided his hard cock to the virgin hole and slowly pushed in. He heard Lars scream into the sucking mouth of his friend as he was impaled.

Across from him 25-year-old Dane was doing the same thing to Jess. Casson watched as Dane eased into Jess at first, but now both were pumping in and out of the prime young men about to receive the first loads in their virgin asses.

It didn’t take long, and the two horny predators were pumping the runners full of their hot juice.

“Let’s feed on Lars first. You get the load from his cock. He looks like he is about to nut at any minute.”

Casson needed no encouragement. In a flash he engulfed the stiff cock in his hot mouth as Lars tilted his head back and moaned loudly. Dane had moved the long hair out of the way and was sucking and biting the runners’ left ear, while Jess looked on stroking his cock.

Dane moved down to the muscled boys’ wide pecs and sucked in the hard nub, making Lars yell out with lust as he unloaded his balls into the sucking mouth of the hot gymnast.

Casson got up still swallowing the large load and Dane moved to him, blood coating his lips and brought the kid into a deep kiss, letting him taste the warm blood he held in his mouth. Casson hungrily sucked and licked the delicious liquid from Dane’s warm mouth.

It was time now to feed on Jess and the two vampires repeated the ritual on the second hot jock that occupied the apartment where they fed.

“Will they remember what happened?” Casson asked as the two satisfied vamps made their way back to Dane’s house.

“They will remember everything about the hot sex they just had with two guys, but they will not remember who we were or what we looked like. Not remembering our faces was the second compel I did when we left.”

When they got back to the house Dane turned to Casson. “There is something more I need to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“To start, I need to go back to the beginning of the war. Over 300 years ago, vampires split into two sects. One sect, the Drakins, that’s us, believed that if vampires killed indiscriminately, we would wipe out our human food source. We lived among the humans and only fed on them as needed, but not to the point of killing them.”

“We only knew about feeding on blood because being a gay vampire was about as popular 300 years ago as was being a gay human. Only a small underground sect knew about being able to feed on hot cum.”

“If we fed till death the humans would transition to vampires. We believed the number of vampires would grow until all the humans were gone and we would starve. “

“The Drakins decided that each vampire could only turn one human, their forever mate. If that person was killed, only then could they replace him/her with another, but only after a 15-year waiting period. That is the only time we are allowed to kill a human. To take them as our forever mate.”

“There is one exception, if after 15 years the chosen forever mate rejects the vampire that turned them, each can then choose another human to turn for their mate.”

“The other sect, the Dags, believed that humans were merely a food source. They could feed on all the humans they wanted but to keep most of them from becoming vampires they would decapitate the human after feeding on it. This would stop the transformation into a vampire reducing the competition for the food source. But this created the problem of human vampire hunters. For some reason humans do not like finding headless loved ones laying around.” Joked Dane.

“So, we have been at war with each other for over 300 years. Us protecting the humans by driving the Dags out of an area where they are creating a publicity problem. Usually done by killing Dags who refuse to leave and then they would retaliate by trying to kill us.”

“That is what happened to Sal. My last partner. He was 60 in human years when he imprinted on me, humans call it falling in love, but with vampires it is much deeper. The only thing that has ever separated two imprinted vampires is death.”

“It took me a couple of years to imprint back to him after he turned me into a vampire. He was so kind and gentle. He treated me like I was the only person that mattered. He was my best friend, like a father to me, as well as my lover, all twisted into one powerful, bonding love.”

“We were together for less than 10 years when the Dags caught Sal alone and slaughtered him. Later, before I ended one of the vermin that killed him, he told me that it was me they were after. I had become very powerful, and they saw me as a threat. They did unspeakable things to him to get him to divulge my whereabouts, but he would not. He did not deserve what they did to him.”

Casson could see the emotion in Danes wet eyes as he spoke of his past love. He could feel the depth of devotion and respect this hot stud felt for the old man. For the first time since his death, he felt some empathy for his captor.

Dane worked with Casson to ease him back into his prior life while training and teaching him the ways of his new existence.

The guys at the jock house were thrilled to see Casson but understood that he was moving into the house on Greenville St due to it being a lot less expensive. They had no way of knowing that it was to protect them from the young beast.

Casson was growing in strength, and he was learning the art of compelling. He had already fed repeatedly on the large amounts of cum his hot jock house mates would pump into his hungry mouth when under his spell. It was a win for both of them. He still was not ready to feed on their blood, for the fear of killing his previous housemates.

While his bond with Dane was growing, he struggled with this life that had been thrust on him. He did not totally trust the man that had sucked the life blood from him.

Casson was now back to his normal class schedule. He had a few weeks of training under his belt and Dane felt that he was strong enough to control his urges. Even letting him compel a few studs to feed on their blood under the watchful eye of his mentor.

It was late as Dane and Casson made their way down the sidewalk past the fieldhouse. The large dorm casting a shadow in the light of the full moon. A large athletic figure made its way toward the two young hunters.

“Hey Riley.” Dane greeted the shocked jock. “I have not seen you around for a while.”

“Yeah, I have been pretty busy.” The suddenly nervous and fidgety stud stammered, remembering the incredibly hot sex he had with Dane a couple of months ago. Though he had bedded a number of coeds since then, it was always Dane’s face and body he thought of when he climaxed. He had also been caught checking out teammates in the shower a couple of times, much to his embarrassment.

“This is my buddy Casson. Mind if we come up and have a Blue Light with you? I’m sure he would like to see your, ah, room.” Dane grinned at the shaking jock.

Casson was hungry for human blood and sex but was confused as to why Dane was not compelling this hot stud. Dane obviously knew him and could see he had some kind of power over the trembling hunk with the large bulge in his shorts.

Riley opened the door to his dorm room and the two hot studs entered. “Let me get you that beer.” He walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. ‘What the fuck was he doing?’ He thought. ‘He had to get them out of his room. He knew what they were there for. He was not going to have sex with a man again. He had told himself that hundreds of times the last month.’ His cock was hard as a rock.

Riley handed the two each a beer. “Listen guys, I really…”

“You really what, Riley?” Dane interrupted while peeling off his shirt, then looking to Casson who took the hint and peeled off his too.

Riley stood open mouthed looking at the two chiseled bare chests on the hot studs in front of him. “Well, I um, I mean,” The hot jock stammered.

Dane stepped in front of the paralyzed jock. “You need me to help you stud?” he whispered as he reached for Riley’s shirt and pulled it slowly up the jocks jacked body. He then pressed their muscular pecs together, placed his left hand behind Riley’s head and pulled the perspiring jock into a passionate kiss.

Casson moved in behind Riley, his sculptured chest against the muscular back as his hands moved up and down Riley’s six pack and pinching down hard on the moaning stud’s nipple.

He dropped to his knees and pulled down the football players board shorts and jock strap. The gymnast pushed apart the muscular globes and dove into the stud’s crack, licking and sucking around the tight opening, drawing a muffled squeal from the hot jock sandwiched between the two muscular predators.

Dane worked his way down the jacked body with his tongue till his knees touched the floor. He then took the studs dripping cock into his mouth and sucked it down his throat, causing the jocks knees to buckle. “Oh my god! Ah yeah. Fuck!” As the virile young studs’ balls pulled up and he began to pump rope after rope of ample nourishment into the sucking mouth of the hungry vampire.

Dane stood and turned the panting stud moving him back till the back of his knees hit the side of the double bed, while kissing him deeply with his cum flavored mouth. Riley felt his body slowly lowering his back down to the bed as the ripped man ravished his willing mouth.

Casson lifted the hot jocks muscular legs up onto his shoulders as Dane moved and pulled the muscle-bound jock’s head, so it hung down over the bed.

Dane placed his slick cock head against the slightly open red lips of the panting jock as the ripped gymnast pressed his hard cock against the tight wet ring and pushed his muscular hips forward.

As the young cock entered his hot confines, Riley’s mouth opened with a gasp, which Dane plugged by pushing in his flared cockhead. The two jacked vampires began to spit roast the moaning sculptured jock.
With the football players big calves up on his broad shoulders and his hands on the hairy thighs of the glistening stud, Casson drove his cock into the hot jock pussy again and again, pulverizing the moaning studs love nut.

With Riley’s head bend back it made a perfect straight shot down his throat for Dane to face fuck the handsome straight stud. His powerful hips pumped forward over and over driving his hard cock down the stud’s throat, his big sweaty balls slapping Riley’s face with a splat with each hard thrust.

The room was filled with the sounds of sexual pleasure, skin slapping wet skin, loud moans and guttural deep-in-the-throat sounds. All three studs were getting close. Casson looked down as the prone jock’s cock began to pulsate. He quickly grabbed the hard tool, engulfing it with his lips, just as a flood of hot semen gushed into his gulping mouth.

Dane wrapped his hands around the jocks thick throat pulling the stud forward mashing his chin, lips and nose tightly into his pubes as he exploded torrents of cum directly into the oxygen deprived boys’ gullet.

Just then the window to the room exploded, and Dags were everywhere. Three of the snarling beasts were on Dane and two on Casson. The room was a blur of seven shapes in deadly combat. Casson continued to outmaneuver his attackers, while Dane met them head on with his superior strength.

The young gymnast was slowing, and his vampire attackers were gaining ground. Dane slammed his fingers into the chest of the closest Dag, ripping out his heart and throwing it to the floor. The lifeless body quickly became dust, but the other two kept coming.

Just as Dane killed the second of his three attackers, he looked across the room and saw Casson’s beautiful body held against the wall by the two big Dags. An evil grin spread across one of their faces as he raised his hand about to tear out the boy’s heart when Dane screamed. “Stop! I will surrender if you let him live.”

Casson expecting to feel the sharp fingernails driving thru his chest and ripping out his heart, looked across the room at the love filled eyes looking intently at him. Realizing that this man had just given up his life to save him. It stirred something deep inside him.

The three Dags tied the two studs with a special fabric and placed an ancient necklace around each of their necks, draining them of their special vampire powers. “We followed you here from your lair, let’s get you back there where we can properly deal with you.”

The leader of the three remaining Dags walked to the small bathroom and threw back the shower curtain, revealing a crouched shivering, Riley. He grabbed the big jock by the hair and dragged him out into the room. “Bring him along. We’ll need a snack.” The leader barked.

“No, leave him. There has been too much commotion here already. It will draw much attention.” Dane pleaded.

“You fags disgust me. You’ll watch as we drain the life from your little fuck toy and then rip off his head.” Sneered the leader. “Get them dressed, we’ve got to move.” He commanded to the other two.

Once back at Dane’s house the three Dags were loudly discussing how they were going to destroy Dane and Casson, then would quench their hunger from the big muscular neck of the jock. The three captives had been thrown to the wall and now sat on the floor on the far side of the room.

Riley had been compelled to sit but was aware of everything else going on. Tears ran down the big stud’s face as he awaited his impending death.

Dane looked at Casson with tears in his eyes. “I knew I could not trust them but could not bear to see you destroyed. At least now I can spend a few more minutes with you.”

“You could have easily overpowered your last attacker and escaped. You could have saved yourself.” Said Casson with a heavy heart.

“I know it has only been a short time that we have known each other, but I could not go on with out you. I love you far too much. I am so sorry that I turned you and now have failed you.”

Casson suddenly looked at Dane. “You said that a vampire could not compel another vampire.”

“Yes, so?”

“Can another vampire un-compel a compelled human?”

“Well, it is possible if he witnessed the compel…. That just might work. You’re so fucking smart. Ok, somehow you have got to get Riley to look at you.”

Casson reached his foot over and nudged Riley’s leg. No response. He did it again only a little harder. No response. Then he kicked the jock hard, getting him to turn his face toward him. He stared intently into his eyes undoing the compel.

Riley’s eyes suddenly brightened then quickly turned to pure fear. Casson quickly sent the hot jock some compel commands. Causing Riley to ease over and slip the necklace off the gymnast’s neck. He then untied the fabric holding Casson’s hands. Just as he finished, ‘Whoosh’ and a blast of air. The leader of the Dags was holding the football stud by the neck against the wall. Casson was gone.

“What the fuck have you done human?” The leader looked down at Dane. “Looks like your mate left you high and dry. It is you that I will deal with next, the same way that I dealt with your old love bag, Sal.” Dane’s eyes widened in rage.

“Yeah, it was me that led the expedition to get you before. That old wrinkle bag would not spill his guts on your whereabouts, so I spilled them for him.” The leader roared in laughter at his cruel joke.

He led the big, muscled football player to the center of the room and compelled him to stand still. “It’s time to feed boys.” The three Dags surrounded the hot stud. Dane watched with his rage still building.

All three sank their fangs into the big neck at the same time tearing into the arteries and drinking the hot fluid. Riley’s eyes looked at Dane pleadingly as his body shook between the three big Dags draining his sculpted body of its life-giving blood.

Just as his head slumped forward, two of the Dags stumbled backward clutching large wooden spikes sticking out of their chests, as a blur flew past to where Dane was seated.

Casson and Dane stood side by side, their yellow eyes glowing. The Dag leader dropped Riley to the floor. “Tend to Riley, the Dag’s all mine.” Dane snarled as he leaped toward the killer.

The fight was fierce but brief. The reason the Dag’s wanted him dead was his superior strength and in his rage that strength was amplified. He ripped the Dag from his chin to his navel, letting his guts spill out on the floor. As the monster tried to crawl away Dane drove his fist through its backbone and crushed the creature’s heart, killing it instantly.

He immediately went to Casson. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine, but Riley did not make it. He’s gone.”

They both hugged each other in a long embrace.

“What are we going to do with his body?”

“We will let him turn, and then teach and train him. He deserves to live. He can live here with us.” Dane stated.

“Dane, thank you for saving me and for trying to help Riley.”

“Right back at ya. You should not have come back. That was very risky, but I’m glad you did.”

“It’s because I love you, Dane.”

Two Months Later

Riley was a quick learner and was doing great with his training. He had his urges under control and was able to venture out on his own, without the two young husbands worrying about him.

While the hot jock joined the two for hot sex fairly often, he was searching for his own forever mate. He was loving the frequent hot sex with all the jacked jocks on campus, especially the ones he did not have to compel.

Dane and Casson were getting ready to take a trip for the weekend. It was a five-hour drive to Casson’s parents. “So hot stuff, are you really ready to tell your parents that you are gay? Do you think they will like me?”

“I could compel them.” Laughed Casson, drawing a hard punch from his lover as they walked toward the Tahoe.

“No, really, I think they will be fine. They will be shocked, and it will take a little time for them I think, but they will be great. They have always supported me. When my older sister came out, they were cool.”

“It’s when I tell them that we are vampires, that they’ll fucking freak.”

“Dude! You’re not really going to…. You fucker.”

Dane tackled the gymnast who was doubled over in laughter, knocking them both to the ground. They rolled down the lawn wrestling and laughing.

“When the fuck am I going to get used to you?”

“Never, I hope.” Giggled the gymnast.

The End.