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Re: Learning Curve
« 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, by Neil Gaiman

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Re: Learning Curve
« 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...
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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.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


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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, by Neil Gaiman

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« 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, by Neil Gaiman

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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.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


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« 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, by Neil Gaiman

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