Vampire: Stories of days past 1 - Sex Stories

Vampire: Stories of days past 1

... Finally he found a door leading to a balcony and the cool fresh air he needed so much. Trying to wrap his mind on what just happened, looking out in to the night. “I am not gay.” Jake spoke to no one “BUT… if I’m not, then why… “ For a second time that evening Jake got startled by a door swinging open. Michael walked onto the balcony followed by Barry and a few others. “Is it true?” he pointed in disbelieve at Jake “… did Barry caught you with a guy in his room?” Jake felt his heart racing, words got stuck in his throat. Although Michael never flat out told anyone, he knew him to be homophobic. An insulting slang here and their, a disgusted look whenever he see two guys holding hands. “IS IT TRUE!?” Michael came in close, trying to swing at his best friend. Anger and fear for the unknown getting the best of him. More luck than anything else, Jake dodged the fist. “Tell me, are you one of those filthy fags.” Jake tried to dodge another swing, but stumbled over his own feet. Hitting the rail with his back, he felt the fist scrape his cheek. The next few punches did fully find their target, hitting him in the chest and face. Michael went in to nothing short of a rage, all the while repeating his questions “TELL ME!! ARE YOU!!” Jake felt the railing cracking under the force which was on it. With a loud noise it finally gave way, releasing it’s support on Jake. As in slow-motion he saw Michael jumping back, the look of rage making way for that of shock. Weightlessness for a few seconds, then a loud thud and breaking bones. Before Jake gave in to the darkness, he saw the face of the stranger. “Well... “ a short sigh paused him for a moment “… I guess your release from lust will have to wait.”