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Learning Curve
« on: September 13, 2019, 04:34:16 AM »
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"And I an telling you, I'm not going," Kyle Wilson sang, as he bopped down the halls of Watson's Literature department. He wore large oversized headphones, as the Jenifer Hudson rendition of Dreamgirls blasted into his ears. He work black chucks, light blue skinny jeans, and a navy blue pull over. He had a large black backpack, with an Overwatch key chain, a fuck 45 button, and a rainbow ribbon all pinned on. 

"And you, and you, and you, you're gonna love me!" He was getting a few stares, but laughed them off. He wasn't really paying much attention to them. In his fantasy world, he was preforming this song on some big stage to thunderous applause! He did a quick spin, but lost his balance and crashed into the lockers.

"Oof," he grumbled, finding his headphones were now half off his face. It broke the daydream, and Kyle was returned to the hallway. He looked around and saw only a few of the dance students witnessed his fall. One really hot senior yelled, "nice moves Kyle. Stick to writing stories."

"I will," he shouted back. "I'll write about you," he warned. The senior formed a pout and went into another hallway that led to the dance department. After readjusting his headphones and fixing his hair, he began singing through the hallways again. The only thing missing was a hairbrush microphone. He'd only been in the city for a semester, but already it felt like home. He didn't miss Des Moines at all, and certainly not his birth town. His mom promised that she'd be coming soon to check on him, but she'd been promising him that for months. She also kept asking if he had a girlfriend, despite knowing he liked boys.

It made it easier to distance himself from the old world, and fully invest in the new, and Kyle had dreams. He wanted to write the great American novel, but also laughed at how pretentious that was. He liked writing horror fiction better, but had been learning that certain literary communities looked down on horror writers. Kyle considered the words, but thought, Steven King is doing alright.

He'd just got out of his character study class, and his character of Victor the vampire had been a real hit. His teachers had said Victor came off more complicated than most vampire characters. He imagined a world where vampires were real. It was another one of his daydreams, and it replaced his urge to sing with an urge to meet a real vampire someday. He imagined it would be just like True Blood and super romantic. His imagination was so out of control that he started crossing the street without looking. It was late, close to midnight, and the roads just outside the Literature building were poorly lit. A driver swerved around a nearby corner. Kyle should've heard it coming, but his music was blasting into his ears.

If someone didn't either pull him back, or push him out of the way, he'd be hit straight on. His mother had often joked that Kyle would die, "by not paying attention." Turns out, she was possibly right.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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« Reply #1 on: September 24, 2019, 06:58:18 AM »
Shadow Gazette... must be connected... how could it not be... but why the fae... did I choose the wrong side... what am i supposed to do now? Archie continued to mutter to himself as he walked down the street, frantically flicking ash from his cigarette to the ground as his eyes darted back and forth. The past few months were a blur to him. He had believed that moving to the City would be the best option after his exile from New York, but now he wasn't so sure. The chaos of the districts and the constant infighting had left him little room to make a name for himself and had only exasperated his paranoid thinking. Archie had spent the last month barricaded in his shop, blacking out the windows, and devoting all his energy to piecing together how the Shadow Order fit into all of this. He'd been sustaining himself on "in case of apocalypse" blood bags, but had finally run out the night before. Now he was out looking for food, or maybe even just a little companionship. He wasn't sure yet. Archie was rarely sure what he wanted...

A high-pitched honk startled Archie out of his daze and he spied a car racing towards an intersection. The light was green and yet a young man was confidently walking through the crosswalk, headphones on, unaware of the approaching danger. Unsure why, Archie ran forward with near inhuman speed towards the man, grabbed him by his shirt collar and dragged him off the street just as the car whizzed in front of both of them. Now confused as to why he'd saved the young man, Archie let go of his collar, causing the man to fall lightly to the ground. Archie gazed down at him with a puzzled expression. "You should be more careful." he stated flatly
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #2 on: September 27, 2019, 11:33:28 AM »
Kyle saw the car moments before it would've smashed into him, shattering his body and possibly ending his life. In that moment, which couldn't have been longer than half a second, he lamented he'd doe before being published, and had the erratic thought, Mom's not gonna like this, no mam. He closed his eyes, and threw up his hands, but in the next moment he was lightly falling to the ground. He'd been screaming, but suddenly realized that he was out of the road. The farmer's son wondered if this was another big city trick, and that he wasn't really in danger at all. Had the guy swerved? Kyle quickly realized that his headphones were broken in two. As he gathered the halves, he heard a voice speak to him.

"You should be more careful."

"Huh," he said, looking up and seeing Archie for the first time. Kyle made the logical conclusion that he'd been saved, but he marveled at how unaware he must've been. He hadn't seen this guy anywhere near him, and yet he'd managed to run out in the middle of the road, save Kyle, and it all had happened in just a second.

"Umm," he added, feeling a mental misfire. "Thank you," he said. "And you're right, I should." He stood and dusted himself off, the broken headphones going in his backpack. In the most awkward attempt at small talk that's every happened, Kyle said, "Sooooo, do you like, go here?"
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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« Reply #3 on: September 28, 2019, 06:29:07 AM »
Archie cocked his head to the side and continued to stare quizzically at the young man before him, giving off the impression of a curious owl. “No.” He replied. “Universities were created to make people think a certain way... to stop them from seeing what’s REALLY there.” For a moment, Archie felt the elated madness that preludes one of his conspiracy rants, but as quickly as it came, it faded away.

Archie scanned the young man, intrigued by his identity. His aura radiated creative brilliance, although it also carried an erratic nature that most around his age gave off. Limitless potential that had yet to find it’s perfect outlet. Back when Archie had been that age (and human), he remembered how easily his mind had seen the connections in the world that he now had such difficulty grasping. Turning his gaze towards the young man’s exposed neck, Archie felt the hunger that had been building the past few days reach it’s zenith. The beast inside him screamed for release, to feel the hot sticky ichor running through the man’s veins, to taste the youthfulness he radiated.

Composing himself, Archie lit a new cigarette and then stuck his hand out awkwardly in an attempt to greet him. “Name’s Archie. Your’s?”
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #4 on: September 28, 2019, 07:21:25 AM »
Kyle found his rescuer's words about college deep, and nodded slowly in appreciation. He'd heard some of the philosophy majors talking this way. This guy had to be really smart! Kyle wanted to see what was REALLY there, and was delighted when the strange man introduced himself. He took the offered shake with perhaps a little too much spunk, moving Archie's hand up and down like it was a lever. He saw the cigarette, and remembered the spliff in his bag.

"I'm Kyle, and ugh... I go to this institute of blindness," he said, pointing to Watson. He pulled out the spliff, carefully wrapped in plastic and a book of matches. He was determined to be old school about his smoking. He was debating getting a sailor's pipe. After lighting the spliff he took a drag, coughing a ton before extending it to Archie. "You like weed? It's a spliff if you want some."

He smiled appreciatively and stood next to Archie's shoulder. "What brought you out tonight Archie? Do you normally save dumb kids from getting run over?"
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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« Reply #5 on: September 28, 2019, 09:48:57 AM »
Archie eyed the spliff with intense suspicion, analyzing every aspect of it. Without knowing the exact temperature and climate the tobacco and weed were grown in, Archie couldn’t possibly know if either one had been grown on a Shadow Council farm. They owned handful of farms positioned throughout the world that grow genetically modified strains that change the brain chemistry of the smoker to be more compliant. Archie had spent 10 years researching these farms and could now “accurately” tell the difference between doses and non-doses strains. He reached out and took the spliff and brought it to his nose.

He sniffed the spliff, examining the various scents and comparing them in his mental database. However, the fact that it had been lit made it difficult to asses the nature of the leaves. Still skeptical of the weed, but more nervous about weirding out his dinner, he placed the spliff in his mouth and took a deep inhale, held it in for a few seconds, and let it out smoothly. He handed back the spliff and looked the man over.

Kyle’s instant trustful nature unsettled Archie. He couldn’t remember at any point in his long life having the young man’s willingness to trust. For Archie, everything was a lie because it’s better to be surprised by truth than surprised by a lie. In this moment, every part of his body was telling him to distrust Kyle, to immediately see him as the enemy and have earn his trust. But he just couldn’t...

“Ran out of food at home. Was out looking for a snack. Wanna join?”
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #6 on: September 28, 2019, 12:37:05 PM »
Kyle figured Archie lived in the West, and that he was on his way to some mini mart. The city seemed vast and never ending to him, and so he was happy to have someone to help him explore it. Archie was a little quiet, but he'd been nice so far, and he saved Kyle's life. It made him want to thank Archie somehow, but he didn't have any money. He had his meal card though! No, Archie wouldn't want that. Well, maybe something would present itself. He nodded his head, and placed his backpack back on his shoulders.

"Okay, where we goin," he asked, waiting for Archie to lead the way. He thought the other guy was so cute. He looked a little tired around the eyes, but that made him sexier. He was a deep, troubled philosopher. Kyle thought he was really cool.

"You seem really cool."

Oh fuck. Did I really say that out loud? I'm so lame.

The boy  seemed to shrink in embarrassment as he followed Archie.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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« Reply #7 on: September 29, 2019, 12:20:46 AM »
Kyle's aura entranced Archie, the different colors flaring brightly one after another, never the same as the one before. Gratitude, sexual attraction, embarrassment... The raw brilliance of the boy's emotions frightened and excited him. More and more he thought about how delicious he would taste and how his lithe body would feel pressed up against Archie while he drank. Blood bags did the job, but there was nothing like the feel of taking blood from a living source. Especially one as cute as this one.

Archie smiled kindly at Kyle's awkward compliment and replied "You too." Despite the beast screaming inside him, he was taken by the young man's trusting and sweet nature. It was rare to find someone in the City with this much life and love for it. "There's a market around the block that I like. Think you'll like it too." Archie started walking slowly, making sure Kyle was following him. He lit another cigarette and continued on.
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #8 on: September 29, 2019, 11:06:01 AM »
Kyle was amazed this had turned into a date with a salt and pepper daddy. He'd always liked older guys. He'd known that since he was like twelve. He hooked up with his fair share of other young people, but Archie was so his type. Attraction increased as the adrenaline from nearly getting hit lessened and his mind showcased and image of Archie grabbing a nipple. He was instantly so embarrassed, and smoked his spliff more to give himself something to do as they walked side by side.

He felt good that Archie said he was cool. He felt like such a loser at Watson. All the dancer majors got the attention. He was just dorky Kyle. Oh sure, some guys liked him, but it always felt like he was a secret afterwords. He didn't think he was ugly, just plain maybe. However, Archie seemed to think he was better than plain, unless he wasn't interested! Kyle feared rejection. He followed Archie, even though somewhere inside him warning bells were saying things about walking with strangers at night.

"So, I hope this isn't awkward, but you're hot."

WHY CAN'T YOU STOP WORD VOMITING KYLE?

He nervous laughed, and flicked the ash of his spliff.

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« Reply #9 on: September 29, 2019, 11:22:43 AM »
Archie's mouth watered as Kyle admitted his attraction to him and the sight of his bright red aura of sexual desire. His cock hardend, his thoughts drifting to how Kyle would taste. The creative brilliance from before was still there and he needed to an extra spark of inspiration. He'd had planned to draw this out a bit longer, make the young man feel a little more comfortable around him. But it was clear Kyle wanted him and that was enough for the Beast. He still wasn't sure how'd he explain his need to feed to the young man, but he was too horny to care. Things would work themselves out.

Archie reached out and ran a hand through Kyle's hair, pulling back Kyle's head ever so slightly. "Oh yeah? Well that's lucky, I think you're pretty cute too." He let his arm fall down and rested his hand on the small of Kyle's back. Pulling him close, Archie takes his other hand and removes the spliff from Kyle's hand. He reached up, took a deep drag of the spliff, and kissed Kyle deeply, slowly releasing the air into his lungs. Blowing the rest of the smoke out, he pressed his lips against Kyle's ears and whispered "You wanna be daddy's boy for tonight?"
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #10 on: September 29, 2019, 11:36:55 AM »
Kyle could feel the growing attraction between them, hoping that Archie was a good guy who'd want to date after. He'd been thinking of their long term prospects when Archie grabbed him by the hair. He let out a small whimper, as his hair was a sensitive spot. The intensity of the move attracted him, as did the assertiveness. He had to stop himself from immediately saying yes daddy.

Something was just a little off about Archie, and the shock of being pulled woke Kyle up to it. He should go home. This could end badly, and it was really dark. He wasn't sure what to do, and so he looked into Archie's eyes with a mix of desire and fear. He just wanted to know Archie wouldn't hurt him. Then, he'd belong to him for the night. It was so hot. He could thank his savior, but in a sexy time way. He was so turned on, and isn't life about taking risks?
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« Reply #11 on: September 29, 2019, 11:48:39 AM »
Sensing Kyle's hesitation, Archie reached up and gently held the man's chin. He made eye contact with Kyle and his eyes flared for a few seconds until the light was reflected in Kyle's. Archie saw the dial of Kyle's sexual desire and cranked it up, casting Passion on him. Maybe not the best idea, but he couldn't stop himself. He needed this to happen tonight.

He lowered his hand further, pressing his fingers between Kyle's ass, pressing softly on his hole through his pants. "Answer me boy."
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #12 on: September 29, 2019, 11:57:14 AM »
God Archie's eyes were beautiful. As Kyle looked into them, he felt his desire grow, and his apprehension was now seen through a lens of dangerous equals sexy. He was awe struck by what he felt, his cock hard and pre cum stained his pants. Was this a dream? Maybe. It would make sense why this felt like a porno, but my god did it feel real. They were also still somewhat public, and so Kyle wondered if anyone from his school would see him. That would be so embarrassing, but for some reason even that thought made him horny. It was like the entire world of sexual possibilities had unlocked, and now all Kyle could do was want.

As he felt Archie's finger tips press on him, the boy's body shuddered, and his eyes grew wide. The pot had left him feeling really nice and stoned, and he smiled at Archie as he whispered, "Yes daddy."

God, if his mother could see him now she'd scream. If Kyle needed one more reason to fuck a random stranger, then pissing off his mom would serve fine for that purpose.
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« Reply #13 on: September 30, 2019, 09:27:45 AM »
"Come with me boy." Archie whispered in Kyle's ear as he wrapped his arm around the boy's waist and led him towards an alley. He still wasn't sure if he was going to try and fuck the young man in the alley, but he was too hungry to wait until they got back to his shop. Though it would be disappointing to not get to taste Kyle's sweet hole, it was his blood that he was after. They took a few twists and turns down the alley until they were a far enough distance away from the street. Once alone, Archie pushed Kyle up against the wall, pressing his chest into his back and grinding his cock against his ass. Archie softly kissed Kyle's neck, occasionally sucking a little harder and longer and leaving a soft hickey on his neck.

"Fair warning boy, I can be a little rough... that ok?" Archie asked, more out of courtesy than actual interest. He found some partners were more willing to accept the bite if he warned them in advance. And he knew the intense sexual feelings he had forced into Kyle's mind would make him even more willing. Continuing to kiss Kyle's neck, Archie slipped his hand underneath Kyle's pants, pressing his index and middle finger against his puckering hole. He slowly applied and released pressure with his fingers as he waited for the young man's answer to his question.
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #14 on: October 04, 2019, 08:27:05 AM »
Kyle followed without a word, finding the arm around his waist somewhat comforting. He kept oscillating between intrigue and fear, lust and repulsion of his own lust, trust and shame for being so trusting. All he knew was that he had to follow this man, who'd saved him for death, who'd made him feel in ways he never had before. It was the most exhilarating and terrifying moment of his short life.

When Archie said he could be rough, at first Kyle wanted to say no. He could easily use that roughness as an excuse to end this hook up. However, he hadn't been hurt so far, and the older man's neck kisses had felt so good, the small amounts of pain from the hickey exciting him more than hurting him. Plus, he really wanted Archie to like him, and figured all the other boy's he got would be okay with it.

"Okay, yeah, whatever you say sir," he said meekly, tilting his head back to kiss Archie. If Archie liked him, then he'd for sure want to make out a bit. Right?
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« Reply #15 on: October 04, 2019, 11:27:26 AM »
Archie accepted Kyle's request to kiss, roughly pressing his lips against his while pulling Kyle's hair back. Oh how badly he wanted to fuck this little twink in the middle of the alley... Treat him like the little slut he was... Just rip his pants off and stick his cock deep inside... Hearing the slut moan as he sunk his teeth into his neck, feeling the hot, sweet taste of the slut's blood filling his mouth...

The beast's voice was filling his ears, those that usually only muttered into his ear screamed at him to do it. But he fought down the urges, focusing on the task at hand. He wasn't in any state to take care of a body and if he needed the slut's blood to help him find out what exactly the Shadow Order have planned, it would be better for him if he could come back for more.

It's time... if not now, he'd rip the boy's head off. To start he pressed his finger into Kyle's hole, moving in and locating his prostate. He massaged it softly as he continued to kiss the slut, pressing his entire body against him into the wall. Pulling his lips away, he whispered quietly in Kyle's ear "Such a good boy...", before jamming his fangs deep in the boy's neck.

The slut's blood was delicious, sparkling and lively like his personality, brimming with creative opportunities. It was some of the best Archie had ever tasted, unfathomably better than the shit blood bags he'd been feasting on for the past few months. Oh how deliciously warm it was. He never wanted to stop...
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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« Reply #16 on: October 04, 2019, 11:40:22 AM »
Kyle felt the finger find his pleasure zone, that slippery yet stiff icon of pressure, sending blood to his cock and every other erogenous zone. Archie had found it with almost no effort, and even before the bite, Kyle was wiggling, writhing and moaning. The rough kisses were new, most boys only wanting to barley open their mouths. Archie seemed to almost be eating him from the inside out, and the more pleasure he provided the less Kyle cared about the circumstances.

Then came the bite. Kyle's heartbeat echoed in Archie's ear like a drum; fast, pounding and full of life. His reaction to the bite was an explosion of pleasure, and he even took Archie's hand to cover his mouth as he squealed. He begged for Archie to fuck him, to take him right there in the alley and never stop. He had no idea how Archie was making him feel this way, but between the finger massaging his prostate, and the fangs in his neck, he'd never felt anything so stimulating.

It was too much, and for several moments Kyle felt panic enter his lust. He suddenly knew how exposed they were, and how dangerous Archie had proven to be, far more dangerous than any speeding car. However, he wanted nothing more than to be destroyed by this man. His nipples ached, and his legs gave out, forcing Archie to hold him up as he continued to finger bang.

Through his muffled hand, Kyle begged Archie, "Fuck me. Please. Please. Please. Fuck me daddy. Fuck me."

It was the most humiliating and embarrassing moment of his entire life, and Kyle would've traded it for nothing else. His pants were filled with precum, but soon the pressure was too much. This couldn't be happening. No. Not now.

"I'm gonna blow my load," he warned weakly, and by the time he reached the word blow, his pants were filled with his own seed.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #17 on: October 05, 2019, 01:08:23 AM »
Archie was too busy enjoying his meal to hear anything Kyle said, but he did feel the boy's body begin to shudder and convulse as he neared climax. In response, he slipped a second finger inside the slut's hole, applying even more pressure to his prostate. He wanted this to be an experience Kyle would never forget and come back begging him for more. As Kyle's hole began to grip Archie's fingers tight and his body convulsed in one large spasm, he could only assume the boy had creamed his pants. Not wanting to over stay his welcome, he pulled his fangs from the boy's neck and, after a few more moments of massaging his prostate, removed his fingers. He stuck the fingers in his mouth, savoring the taste of the boy's ass. As he took them out, he pricked his index finger on his fang and rubbed it on the boy's wound, sealing it up.

He gripped Kyle's shoulder and flipped him around to face Archie, pressing his back against the brick wall. Archie looked down at the boy's crotch, seeing the prominent wet stain confirming his suspicion that he'd blown his load. He let out a soft chuckle and reached out and began to slowly massage Kyle's flaccid cock through his pants. "Looks like you've made a mess cutie..." He rubbed his hand up and down on his crotch, giving the slut's cock a little more stimulation while also smearing his mess all around his crotch. Archie had so few moments of being in control and he wanted to relish this one...
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #18 on: October 06, 2019, 05:38:48 AM »
Archie hadn't finished, and it made Kyle wonder why. Had he not been good enough? Maybe he was just into getting random guys off in alleyways. That was a hot thought, but as his mess was played with and moved around inside his now soaked underwear, he felt a strange sense of embarrassment. He wanted Archie to like him, and not just be some random trick.

"Sorry about that," he said, smiling an embarrassed smile and turning red. "You just made me feel so good. I'm a little light headed though. Jez."

His head ended up resting on Archie's shoulder. "Can you walk me home? I'm too high and tired to make it there without another car hitting me."

He was lying about the car part, but it was clear that between marijuana and blood loss, Kyle was in no condition to wander around alone. "That was really nice," he added, his free hand running down Archie's own crotch, searching for his cock. He hoped it was hard.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #19 on: October 07, 2019, 01:31:04 AM »
Archie gazed curiously at Kyle as he asked to be walked home. Now that the beast was satiated, Archie was unsure of what to do next. His mind was racing with new theories and he felt closer than ever to discovering what the Shadow Order had planned in the City. He could finally bring them to justice... He could finally be a hero...

But Kyle's puppy dog eyes gave Archie pause. Despite everything he'd done to the young man, his aura still radiated trust and companionship, specifically with him. People rarely wanted to spend time with him. His tendency to ramble and pontificate made him an annoying companion to most. And yet Kyle seemed intent on spending more time with him. And the idea of having someone to talk to again made Archie happier than he'd felt in awhile. He wanted to keep Kyle around, if not for the promise of more blood and sex to come, but also to finally have a bit of companionship he'd been missing for so long.

As Kyle reached for Archie's crotch, he lightly placed his hand over Kyle's and grasped it in his own. With the feeding over and this rush of emotion, his boner had subsided and a small pain of sadness shot through him at the idea of Kyle taking that fact the wrong way. "Come on." He said flatly, pulling Kyle to walk out the alley with him and started guiding them back towards the campus. Archie asked a few innocuous questions about Kyle's school work, hoping that he'd fill the silence Archie didn't feel comfortable filling himself.
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #20 on: October 14, 2019, 03:38:57 AM »
They walked mostly in silence, Kyle not being able to resist a few more compliments going Archie's way. The travel time was also thinking time, and Kyle now began to wonder about what had just happened. The erotic response from Archie was unreal, something he'd never felt before. Maybe older guys really were just better, as Kyle has always suspected. However, to be that good must've made Archie a real catch. Kyle felt so inexperienced and powerless next to his date, and realized as they moved through side streets how easily Archie could've taken advantage of him. It never dawned on Kyle that he had been taken advantage of already.

The young writer was of two minds about the whole experience. On the one hand, he questioned why he'd been so easy. He wasn't a prude, but had never consented to something like what happened in the alley. On the other hand, he guessed he was just being sex negative. It was new term he'd learned since moving here, and Kyle assumed some of his sketchy feelings were because of his Iowa roots. He looked at Archie's handsome face, the face of his savior, his lover, and now his friend. Kyle was so happy Archie didn't just leave him in the alley. That would've made the whole thing feel a lot cheaper. When they reached his dorm a few other students were coming in and out as Archie and Kyle stood across the street.

"Well, this is me," he said, pointing to the building. "Can I, give you my number or something ? If no it's like totally cool. I get it. No worries."

Despite Kyle's qualifiers, Archie would clearly see that it was in fact not "no worries." Kyle had many worries indeed, the biggest one being that Archie was done with him.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #21 on: October 18, 2019, 04:42:54 AM »
Archie spent most of the walk half listening to Kyle, focusing his mind primarily on The Shadow Order and how he was going to take them down. Kyle's blood had de-cluttered his mind and he felt creativity seeping from his pores. But occasionally he would glance over and assessed the young man's aura. Archie could tell Kyle was conflicted about what they'd just done and yet still did not seem to grasp the horror of what Archie had done to him. A pain of guilt shot through him, but he quickly brushed it away. Kyle was young and attractive. It wouldn't have been long before another vampire had found him and taken a bite themselves. And who knows if they would taken more than he had, in both blood and innocence. If anything, Kyle should be grateful for what Archie did to him.

Archie was glad Kyle asked to give him his number, rather than requesting Archie's. He'd never owned a real cellphone, preferring to use burners so as to stay off the grid and away from eavesdroppers. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a sharpie and offered to Kyle. He gestured out his hand for Kyle to write the number down there. As he waited for him to write down his number, Archie gazed into Kyle's eyes and wondered what he should say before he left. What comfort could he give him, as well as making sure Kyle didn't go and tell everyone what he'd done to him. 
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy

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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #22 on: November 06, 2019, 11:07:41 AM »
"Thanks sexy," Kyle replied as Archie provided him with the sharpie. Writing a phone number on a guys hand felt so old school and romantic, just like Archie! He was soooooooooo dreamy and cool. The silent, uncomfortable look made Kyle wonder, am I his first boy? He wrote slowly, letting their hands touch for as long as he could without looking like a total spaz. Once he finished, the writer handed the sharpie back.

"Ummmm, so thanks again for like... saving me, and ya know, other stuff."

He turned beat red, and his feelings betrayed both infatuation and guilt for his own actions. "Archie, you like me right?"

It felt so weird to ask, and yet, he wanted to hear it. If Archie said no, then at least Kyle knew he could give up; if he said yes, then this whole thing was just a big first date! Kyle waited to shut the door, Archie's reply being the last thing he heard before plopping down in bed, and passing out. He even forgot to change his underwear.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
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Re: Learning Curve
« Reply #23 on: November 06, 2019, 11:46:56 AM »
Before Archie could stop himself, he quickly replied "Yes!" and gave the boy a wave goodbye. As he watched Kyle run into his dorm, blushing and laughing softly to himself, Archie turned around and began to walk away from the building, staring blankly ahead. He placed a cigarette into his mouth and lit it, holding onto the drag for an extended period of silence, before releasing a plume of thin grey smoke. While he'd plan to call Kyle at some point, he'd had no intentions of starting any kind of real relationship with him. Kyle's aura had rang clear as day that he was infatuated with Archie, further inflamed by the latter's supernatural powers.  Giving that kind of attention to a guy like Kyle meant a certain kind of connection, a kind of emotional attachment. And out of all the many things on this plane and the next that scared Archie, none scared him more than the idea of attachments.

"Must have been his blood..." Archie muttered to himself as he stepped onto the bus and slumped onto one of the stained plastic seats, his hand still holding the cigarette dangling out the window. The bus driver glared at him for a moment, but turned back to the road, too tired to bother with the obviously disturbed man muttering about blood. But for the first time in a long time, Archie didn't notice. He was staring out the window, watching the low lights of the city stream by, his mind for a brief moment clear and calm. Maybe he'd been wrong about Kyle. Maybe he was someone worth trusting, worth believing he might actually care about him. "Kid's too trusting for his own good..." Archie muttered with a smile on his face."Gonna need someone to keep an eye on him..."
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.” American Gods - Neil Gaiman

“Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft - Stephen King

Alistair - The Demonologist
Archie - The Watchmaker
Butler - The Eloquent Thug
Eva - The Viper
Johnny - The Fiddle Player
Royce - The Party Boy