Date: Sat, 13 Jun 2020 13:05:57 +0100 (BST)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Vampyre Part 36

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As we floated down from our respective highs, we began to laugh, both of us
now back to our normal selves, I sat looking at him, those emerald eyes
mesmerising me, he used his fingers to scoop up some of his cum which had
fallen on to his chest and pushed it into my mouth, he tasted marvellous,
my head swam as his adult essence crashed into my senses, I reached for my
softening cock and squeezed out some of my cum on to my fingers and fed it
into his mouth, he licked his lips his face over taken with contentment and
serenity, I gently leaned forward on to him, and kissed that cupids bow
once more, moving my body now alongside his, our legs entwined, my arms
holding him close, I stretched to get close to his ear and whispered.

`You are a very naughty boy'


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Vampyre - Part Thirty Six



Zeke and I lay in each other's arms, comforted by our new found closeness,
deep down both of us knew that this would be a one off, the culmination of
our tumultuous relationship so far, we were finally at peace with each
other, our mutual respect enhanced, I would always love and care for him
and be there to support him as if I had converted him myself, I knew that
and so did he, I squeezed him tightly.

`You young man had better be getting back to your own room, send that
rascal Chris back to his own bed'

Zeke grinned at me, his emerald eyes warming my heart.

`You don't regret it do you?

`Of course not, but it is time you were getting back through to Ian'

Zeke nodded and began to get up, I was still in awe of his new body, so fit
and manly, hairy legs, I couldn't get over those, and his peachy buns;
delicious, I watched him pull on his clothes.

`Thank you, I love you'

He gave me a little wave as he turned to open the door and leave. I lay
back, feeling all warm and fuzzy, I even heard myself sigh, he was going to
be alright. I heard a tap at the door

`Come in you dirty stop out'

The door opened

`Oh Montfort, it's you sorry about that, I thought it was Chris'

`Have you lost him already?

`No, I know where he has been, I just hope Ian is still able to function,
if you know what I mean'

Montfort laughed, then looked all serious.

`Jonathon, Lord Asmodeus wants to see us at ten tomorrow morning, then I
understand he will be leaving us, that okay for you?

`Yes sure, I can't say I won't be pleased to see him leave, but I am
curious about what happened, hopefully he will tell us'

`I hope so too, sleep well and I will knock for you tomorrow, Oh hello
Chris, how are you?

Chris padded bare footed into the room, still wearing his white towel.

`Good thanks'

`And Ian?

Montfort and I laughed, Chris saw our glances.

`Oh you're so funny, you two should become a double act'

Chris looked sarcastically at each of us, Montfort laughed again.

`Good night you two, see you at ten then tomorrow, Jonathon'

The door closed behind him, Chris walked towards the ensuite.

`I am going to have a shower, fancy soaping my back?

There was no way I could refuse an offer like that, I jumped up from the
bed, my eyes firmly on his butt as he stopped at the door and looked back
over his should at me, there was his `full faced' smile again; few people
could pull that off, maybe Tom Cruise. With his eyes fixed on mine he
dropped his towel, winked and vanished into the ensuite.

I awoke next morning to Gunther, pulling open the rooms' heavy drapes.

`Good morning, Sir, good morning Chris'

`Good morning Gunther' we both replied

Chris dug me in the ribs and whispered in my ear

`Why doesn't he call me Sir or you Jonathon?

`shoosh, he's German, I think he is finding it hard how to address you,
what would you like him to say'

Chris grinned at me,

`Nothing right now, just get him over here and let me feed, aren't you
hungry too?

`You're insatiable'

`Gunther, can you join us for breakfast'

`Yes Sir'

Gunther began to undo his shirt and then dropped his trousers and boxers,
he climbed on to the bed filling the gap between us, his hand working his
fat cock, which began to swell and rise like a flag pole between us. I
leaned over his head and pushed my mouth to his, our lips parted and our
tongues pushed into each other's mouths, I felt the bed moving as Chris
moved himself down so his head was level with Gunther's now hard ten inch
cock, Gunther moaned into my mouth, causing me to glance down, Chris had
one of Gunther's bollocks in his mouth and was gently stretching it as his
other hand slowly wanked the shaft, the bollock dropped from his mouth and
Chris licked slowly up the shaft, following the large throbbing vein,
snaking over and under and around the swollen head, Gunther continued to
moan into my mouth, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Still watching Chris,
gently wanking the thick shaft, I saw the first glob of precum ooze out of
Gunther's cock lips, it grew in size with each up and down movement of
Chris' hand, till gravity took over and it began its journey over Gunther's
flared glans down towards, Chris' hand. I broke away from Gunther's mouth
and joined Chris watching this drop of man syrup slowly make its way
downwards, it was now being followed by a couple more drops, Chris winked
at me and nodded as he moved forward, our tongues meeting on the sticky
shaft, we licked and shared, Gunther's precum, smearing it on each other's
lips pushing it into our mouths, feeling the explosion on our tongues, I
finished with my tongue pushed into Gunther's cock slit, My hand joined
Chris' on the thick long shaft, we wanked it in unison, taking turns to
kiss and lick his balls and cock head.

Gunther's breathing was becoming irregular his hip's raising his cock to
our open mouths, gripping his shaft we toyed with it, watching him fucking
the air, more groans escaping his mouth, his eyes still closed, his face
contorted as he tried to fight the inevitable, one final groan and the
muttered word `Scheisse' and his cock head erupted, blasting his cum into
the air, Chris still holding the throbbing shaft, tried to share it out
fairly between us, pointing Gunther's bellend, first to my open mouth and
then into his own, Gunther's cum splashed into our open mouths and over our
cheeks and faces, as the eruptions faded, I leaned over to Chris and
gathering up cum from his face with my tongue, pushed it into his mouth, he
did the same, I took hold of Gunther's rapidly deflating cock, gripping it
I began to massage life back into it, slowly it began to swell again, I
pulled the foreskin completely back off his cockhead, exposing the two
puncture wounds on the underside, I offered it to Chris.

`Lick the skin first' I whispered

Chris took hold of Gunther's shaft, his tongue flashed out and over the
puncture scars, he moved his head into position, his eyes glowing red, his
fangs pushed into Gunther's throbbing meat, I watched him feed, his neck
muscles helping draw out the blood and swallowing it down.

`My turn' I stroked Chris' head, he looked at me and his fangs withdrew, he
licked his lips and pointed Gunther's cock at me, that had gone better than
I expected, I positioned myself and let my fangs sink into Gunther's cock
too, letting the rush of blood wash over me, revitalising me, I drank,
conscious of his shallow breathing and quickening heartbeat, I retracted my
fangs. We would have to get someone else to help feed us both, I would have
to introduce Chris to Philippe.

Satisfied for the moment, I watched Chris get out of bed, I leaned close to
Gunther's ear and thanked him,

`My pleasure, Sir'

He smiled at me, and lay back closing his eyes, he needed the rest. Looking
at the time, I hurried to shower and get myself dressed ready for the
meeting with Lord Asmodeus, right on queue, there was a light tap at the
door, it was Montfort.

`Before you both go to your meeting, Jonathon, do you have any problem with
me taking Zoltan and Boyra for a walk?

`Not at all Chris'

I called the dogs and told them to go with Chris, they both looked at me
quizzically, they knew their jobs.

`Hey both of you, off you go for a walk with Chris' I clapped my hands and
they both trotted over to Chris.

`Good luck' he shouted as Montfort and I head for our meeting.

Once we were outside the door, Montfort knocked gently, the door swung open
and I was amazed to see the room in light, the curtains open the early
morning sun flooding the room, we saw three chairs in the centre of the
room, a different layout to last time. As we approached them one of the
wisps of smoke appeared in front of us, it swirled all the time thickening
then forming in a grey, featureless human figure. Although it had no mouth
a voice came from within it.

`Gentlemen, please greet your Master Lord Asmodeus'

Montfort and I got onto one knee and held out and raised our right arms in
reverence. I looked up and there he was Lord Asmodeus, not as he had been
at our first meeting a grey green creature with claws instead of hands, but
in the form we had seen him at the end of the ceremony. His body now no
older than mid-forties, standing straight and fit, his tanned skin,
flawless. He was quite a hunk.

`Gentlemen, please rise and be seated'

Montfort and I took our seats, Asmodeus stood in front of the window, the
morning sun casting a glow round him, he turned to face us, his features
now hidden in shadow.

`Gentlemen, my work here is almost completed, even I never expected when
you Montfort asked me here to help Zeke age, what would transpire. But with
you Jonathon, tempting and capturing yourself an Angel, what an offering to
me, nothing like this has happened for thousands of years, you have caused
quite a stir. I have to thank you myself'

Asmodeus, smiled straight at me, his eyes now a beautiful hazel colour, I
sighed with relief and bowed my head to him.

`Oh the ceremony to age Zeke could have gone ahead without Chris, but you
gave me the chance to renew my own failing body and as you see I took
it. You both now see me as I was when I was cast out, Chris' cum; an Angels
cum, renewed my flesh, I hope you realise how rare that substance is'.

Asmodeus laughed, Montfort and I swapped looks and allowed ourselves a
slight smile.

`I have only one other concern, something I have learnt since I came to
your house, something both of you neglected to tell me, I learnt it when my
body temporarily joined with Zeke's, before we separated as reborn'

He moved closer to us, just a bit too close, in our personal space
close. He turned to face Montfort.

`Why didn't you think it necessary to tell me about Mark?

Asmodeus left the question hanging, Montfort, glanced to me and then back
to Asmodeus.

`My Lord, it seemed so unimportant'

The last syllable had barely left Montfort's lips, when he began to gasp,
his hands went to his throat, tearing at the invisible force interfering
with his breathing.

`Unimportant?

Asmodeus cocked his head to one side, the invisible constriction around
Montfort's throat seemed to get tighter, panic appeared in Montfort's
bulging eyes, he opened his mouth, but only strangled wind came out.

`A powerful Werewolf Vampyre hybrid unimportant? He screamed at Montfort.

I could contain myself no longer,

`My Lord, please, your killing him, your killing my friend'

Asmodeus swivelled round to me, I heard Montfort gasp in a great breath of
air, his ability to breathe restored. Me an invisible force dragged me from
the seat and threw me to my knees on the floor before Asmodeus feet.

`You will do well to remember who I am' he barked at me `I am your Lord and
Master'

As he spoke the same unseen force pushed me down till I was prostrate
before him, my head on its side flat to the floor, pressed into the
carpet. I was aware Montfort was now on his knees beside me, his arm raised
again.

`My Lord, please, let us explain' he gabbled out.

Asmodeus strode to the window once more.

`Get up both of you' he barked again.

`Where is this Mark now?

`We don't know Sir, he left with a hand written human skin bound book to
find a being created the same as him, we haven't heard from him since'

`A hand written, human skin bound book?

Asmodeus appeared to be searching his memory for such an item.

`Where did this book come from?

`My Lord, it was given to our friend Joseph when he was a Doctor in a World
War Two, German Extermination Camp, by an old Jewish Rabbi'

`Why?

`He never did find out, Sir, but when Mark found out about it, it seemed to
tell a story similar to his, it had been written by a Werewolf Vampyre
hybrid like him, it suggested they were still alive, Sir'

`I have never heard of this tale...'  Asmodeus shook his head.

`What was Mark's relationship with Zeke?

`Zeke and Mark became very close when they lived here Sir, it was Zeke who
converted Mark, not realising that Mark was a Werewolf, it transpired even
Mark didn't know of his true heritage, Sir, Zeke didn't realise, he just
wanted to be happy and wanted Mark as his partner'

The words tumbled from my mouth, far more than the answer to the question
we had been asked, I hoped it was for the best. He stood listening to me.

`Does the Mark pose a threat to you or me?'

I stood unsure what to say

`Jonathon, you hesitate' Asmodeus marched over to me again

Montfort spoke again

`He is powerful compared to us Lord, but he has no powers on the scale you
wield, Sir'

`He killed one of you didn't he?

`Err yes Lord, however it must be said that Joseph...'

`Ahh the Camp Doctor'

`Yes Sir, Joseph was a troubled Vampyre, Sir, he had been struggling with
his inner demons for years'

A smirk crossed Asmodeus' face

`Inner demons' he laughed out loud. `inner demons indeed' he chuckled to
himself.

`Mark used them against him, Sir' I quietly added.

`Hmmm, I want to meet this Mark when he returns, Montfort you will contact
me. I will confront him myself and decide his fate. Gentlemen, I will now
leave you, I warn you against keeping anything from me in the future,
remember who you serve'

The grey figure, which I had by now forgotten about, stepped forward and
clapped its hands together.

Montfort and I dropped to our knees again and assumed the position of
reverence, when we looked up, Asmodeus and the grey figure were gone. I
looked round at Montfort's ashen face

`Are you okay my friend?

I asked, glancing round the room

`I am Jonathon, let us leave this place, I think I need a walk'

We left the rooms Lord Asmodeus had been occupying and made our way to the
kitchen, Gunther was working at the kitchen table.

`Hello Sir'

`Hello Gunther, has Chris returned?

`Not yet Sir'

`Let's go and see if we can meet him Jonathon' Montfort took my arm and we
headed out in to the sun.


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