An unbound bisexual man has more fun in life. That was and is my motto. I am thirty-three years old, without a relationship, so I am not accountable to anyone. I am 6 feet tall and keep fit through athletic training to keep my chances of sexual encounters high. By the way: my name is Gabriel.

Yes, I love and need sex. I am attracted to both sexes. I like to go to night clubs, including the relevant ones.

Now I was sitting here with my legs apart while an attractive naked guy knelt in front of me and devotedly sucked my cock and did fantastic things with his tongue. The desire threatened to blow up the top of my skull.

On my left thigh, an equally unclothed lady lusted back and forth, rubbing her notch so intensely on my skin and muscles, spreading her special pussy perfume on my leg. She moaned delightedly. A threesome.

It wasn’t an ordinary evening, but I had sex almost every day.

When the hunk promoted me to orgasm, he made no move to retire in time, but swallowed my protein cocktail with great enthusiasm.

The two were a couple, he was bisexual like me and they were always looking for amorous adventures. They were around thirty. Jenna and Calvin.

We switched to my wide, big bed. I had an extensive range of condoms, lubricants, sex toys. Nothing worked without condoms. I am not tired of life. Yes, that may sound strange because I take strangers to my apartment.

Yes, some condoms were also used that evening.

Jenna lay on her back and wrapped her legs around my waist. My shaft sank too willingly into her slippery, soaking wet shaft. What a wonderful feeling! Mainly because then Calvin too came into play with a real extra portion of lubricant and smoothly thrust into my overly willing ass. A groan of pure ecstasy escaped me.

I worked Jenna hard and the standing Calvin did the same to me. It was so great! It’s just a shame that for obvious reasons Calvin couldn’t pour his hot juice into me. I loved nothing more than semen running out of my behind. So far, I’ve only dared to do that in my only steady relationship with Jake, which lasted two months, a record for me.

Anyway, I came to an orgasm in two ways, again. Wow! I loved the smacking sound when I pulled out of Jenna and Calvin out of me. Yes, that was it with the two of them. I used to prefer not to see my various mates again. Maybe I’m superficial, but I would find second meetings boring.

I work as a computer admin and love my job, but I’m still happy when the day’s work ends, because that meant I could pursue my passion for sex adventures.

Today, however, I didn’t want to associate with any woman, I just wanted to experience the purely masculine.

In the evening I went to a club in which there were mostly men and scattered women. There were discrete rooms with play areas and dark rooms, but that wasn’t really for me.

I first sat at the bar and drank a gin, and then let off steam on the dance floor every now and then. I then sat down in one of the lounges and watched the goings-on with interest. There would have been space for three more people, but I was still alone.

Soon, however, a guy peeled out of the crowd and headed towards me. Hello! I thought excitedly.

“May I sit next to you?” asked the sexy stranger. I underlined my words with a gesture of my hand.

“Go ahead!” I smiled at him.

He took a seat opposite me and my breath caught. No, this is not a commonplace. The man had a mysterious charisma and was … beautiful. What an unearthly cut face. And no, I’m not exaggerating excessively. I’ve met a lot of people and I can definitely judge that.

We started talking animatedly. His name was Kaleb with a K. Adorable, educated and gorgeous. He had an indefinable slight accent for me. I couldn’t place him. He told me he was from Europe. That said everything and nothing. But I didn’t penetrate him, not yet, hmh, because I didn’t want to drive him out with excessive curiosity. I’m not the Spanish Inquisition, ha ha!

His eye color changed fascinatingly between gray, blue and green. He had long, curly, brown, thick hair. I would have loved to stroke it. How I wanted him. Oh man! Life was gradually coming into my pants. Hopefully we would get together and not just let him go first because he would lose interest.

I wasn’t ugly, but only the moon next to this sun called Kaleb. I was flattered that he had such an obvious interest in me. By the way, he was the same age as me, 33.

Yes, I admit it. I am flirtatious and the initiative to ask THE question came from me, but Kaleb amazed me. After two and a half hours, HE asked me if he could come with me to my apartment. He knew about it because I told him.

When we left I noticed that he was almost as tall as I was. He was wearing completely black and that suited him. He casually touched my back and shoulder and it kindled me. What was it with him? Somehow magical and inexplicable.

When we arrived in my apartment, we sank into an intense, sensual tongue dance. His hands were everywhere and the action came from him. It was unusual for me. But arousing. He stroked the bulge in my jeans, but tortured me sweetly by ignoring it at first.

We stripped each other but kept our briefs on for the time being. The tension rose. He licked my face, nibbled on my Adam’s apple and neck. He gently bit my nipples and sucked and flicked lustfully on and over them.

Kaleb’s briefs fell first when I hastily took them off. What a dazzling erect tight penis! He lay down on my bed and I knelt on it. I leaned over his dick and put my lips around him. I put it in my mouth and enjoyed the salty taste and muskiness. I paced his shaft. My tongue kept playing with his glans all around and around. I sucked and sucked like there was no tomorrow.

My saliva wet his prick and my own cock throbbed more and more violently, crying out for redemption.

Kaleb’s moan was music to my ears. With his hips he pushed deeper into me and I enjoyed it, especially when he finally spurted into me. I eagerly swallowed his nutritious ambrosia. I then let go of his wonderful cock and wiped my mouth.

Kaleb stood up grinning and stroked my stomach as he passed.

“What a good deed! This will be rewarded immediately!” he whispered promisingly.

Surprisingly for me, he turned me around and pushed me onto the bed, so that I ended up on my back, laughing. He laughed too, took off my briefs so that my stiff, very hard penis snapped against him.

“Your cock is not to be scoffed at!” said Kaleb in a teasing voice. I watched him sink his mouth unto my eager buddy and passionately start sucking, licking and teasing. The throbbing and pulling in the abdomen increased again. I was almost mad with lust. It was going to be the best blowjob I’ve ever received.

I felt the tips of his canines. These felt pretty sharp. Strange! Then the pressure of those increased.

“Hey!” I laughed.

“Don’t bite, ok?” I didn’t really assume that he was planning this.

Suddenly, however, he bit and a crushing pain raced through my body. I cried out. I wanted to push him away from me, but he didn’t move a millimeter as welded.

“Damn it! Get off me!” I roared in pain. It was an incredibly intense pain. Indescribable!

He had bitten into my shaft. I didn’t think I heard right, thought I was going to snap out, but I heard slurping noises. What was he doing to me? Did this madman drink my blood? Had I gotten into the hands of an insane blood fetishist and serial killer?

No matter what I did, I couldn’t shake him off. I drummed on his head, but that didn’t impress him.

I opened my mouth and started:

“Help ..!” Kaleb’s arm and hand jerked forward and he covered my mouth. I only made muffled noises. He had seemingly superhuman strength, because I couldn’t get his steely hand away either. He continued to drink unmoved.

I started to feel dizzy. I didn’t feel well at all. Finally he let go of me and rose. His entire lower half of his face and neck were smeared with blood. He looked like a saturated cat and smiled contentedly.

“Thank you Gabriel! AB is my favorite meal! It has the best flavor! I could drain you completely, but that would kill you! And I haven’t had a companion for a long time! The endless nights can be damn lonely! And now you are bound to me! ” His eyes shone like the eyes of someone receiving his Christmas presents.

“However, you fit, Gabriel! You are exactly my type!”

“What?” I croaked, dazed.

“Oh, I’m not a blood fetishist and serial killer!” grinned Kaleb.

“I’m not a human being, I’m a 323 year old vampire from Scotland!” Kaleb explained.

“Kaleb MacIntosh! There can only be one!” he joked.

“You will soon lose your consciousness, my dear Gabriel, and your transformation will begin, which will be completed in about 24 hours. I am so excited! I can hardly wait!”

I released myself and fell into deep darkness.

When I came to, it was night again (or still; I was confused). I immediately looked at my penis because I was still naked. There was no doubt a bite mark, but almost faded. It only hurt a little. So I hadn’t dreamed.

I looked up and there he was, Kaleb, on the armchair by my bed. I was startled and flinched.

“Welcome, my beloved! My companion! Now the time has come! You are also a vampire like me now – well! Immortal, forever young! I am no longer lonely!”

I looked at him with wide eyes, incredulous and speechless. It soon turned out that he was speaking the truth. And that was just the beginning of my and our story. Now I, the avoidant of relationships, who preferred to flee from flower to flower, but ended up in one, also an infinite one? And that was just the beginning …

Chapter 2

“What do you mean I am a vampire like you?” I looked at Kaleb blankly.

“I drank your blood and transferred the vampirism via my saliva through the wound into your body. You can’t compare it to an infectious disease. It’s rather like an infectious mutation. Just one day and you are no longer a human being. Invulnerable, immortal, superhuman strong, forever young. What more do you want? ”

“For example, be asked beforehand if I want that at all?” I snapped angrily.

“I admit I’m self-centered! I didn’t want to be alone anymore! And it was a great luck that I found you! You are mine!”

“How am I supposed to understand that? I’m yours?”

“It’s strange, but there are apparently magically cemented vampiric laws! The vampire who transforms you is your master. He is obliged to take good care of you, to teach you everything, but for that you are his property, his slave. You have to stay with him for fifty years. Only after that are you free to get your own serf, only if you wish so.”

“What are those degrading rules good for? What if I just run away?” I hurled provocatively and defiantly at him.

“Then you suffer pain worse than a junkie’s withdrawal symptoms and maybe forever. You wouldn’t survive long without blood anyway and you’d be fair game for any other vampire. You mustn’t misunderstand being a slave. You won’t have to do any arduous physical work, going to be punished or humiliated. See it as if you were forcibly my protégé. I just want a companion and sexual favors. And you love sex.” He smiled dirty.

“Great!” I cried, little enthusiastically.

“As a fresh born vampire you are also very receptive to the suggestion of my voice and eyes. I want you to come to me and give me head. I need that more than anything else!” he groaned.

To my horror, I noticed how I got up against my will and how I went to him watching myself as from afar. Not that I had objections against fellatio, but I wasn’t comfortable with the thought of not being able to control my own will.

He jumped up, took off his pants and then sat down again. He opened his legs so that I could kneel comfortably between his thighs. First I kissed the already damp tip and licked the fluid off it, then I pushed inch by inch of his really gargantuan and extensive dagger between my somewhat brittle lips into my mouth until he completely filled me out and up. Yes, the flavor turned me on this time also. My own cock started to salute, which was hard to miss because of my nudity.

Kaleb finally awakened to a full, huge, pulsating life in me. My cheeks bulged and I sucked with great devotion. I licked his head, let my tongue circle over its opening and worked the whole body of this lively, smooth, silken friend to the base. With a nimble, hard tongue.

Kaleb put pressure on my head to signal me to thrust him deeper down my throat. I breathed deeply through my nose to give the nausea no chance. I felt very full, unfamiliar, not 100 percent pleasant, but awesome. He grabbed my free hand and indicated that I should massage his testicles. I did that too. And that was a great haptic experience. I enjoyed his heat, in every sense.

Saliva ran down my lips and chin, more and more, I was drooling a river. I sucked and sucked until I thought I would get a jaw lock. Before it came to this, however, he shot his whipped cream into my willingly receiving oral grotto and I was more than happy to swallow this wonderful liquid, which now flowed in a rougher amount than the last time.

He pulled his limp love stick out of my penetrated mouth, his covered all over with my spittle, while I breathed eagerly through my mouth and wiped the spit and semen off my lips and chin.

“We are not over yet, my slave!” Kaleb grinned maliciously.

“I would still like to drill my spear into your lovely behind! The good thing about being a vampire is that we are immune to all human pathogens. We do not need condoms and I can cum in you! You want that anyway, right? That’s what you’re desire. So put yourself on the bed, nice on your stomach like a good guy should behave!”

I was amazed to see his banger going stiff again and straighten up. He was only now seeing my gradually aching erection. My balls seemed to burst any minute. He touched them first.

“Wow! Bollocks with a content ready to be harvested!” Kaleb smirked.

He quickly and skillfully brought me down with his hand. I splashed into his palm. Then he licked it with relish. I felt pretty relieved.

Then I followed his command and lay on my stomach, ready to be fucked, to be turned inside out figuratively speaking. He also came to me promptly, with his lance of a tail. I felt him daub a generous amount of the cool lube on my opening. Two fingers slid into me and massaged my prostate.

I groaned and moaned comfortably and aroused. He gently stretched my hole so that I could take his Brobdingnagian bayonet with pleasure and not in pain.

Then the time came. The tip of his sword, the heartacorn squeezed and pushed through the tight sphincter. He extended the seams of this muscle to the full extreme. Shivers and goose bumps covered my body. I had never had such a enormous penis in me.

My butt was voluptuously and lusciously impaled. His entire shaft to the root was sunk into me, to the bottom. I threatened to collapse with lewdness.

“Your arse is so wonderfully tight! Man, are you tense!” raved Kaleb. I whimpered with lust and yearning. He started riding me. I clearly felt his sizzling, pulsating organ. It and he seemed to fill me up everywhere, not just in my behind.

“Deeper! Faster! Hang me out to dry!” I called hoarsely. My throat was still sore from the encounter with this wand and now I was threatened with soreness down there too. But sweet pain is delicious.

My red hot member was striking again. I took my hand, while Kaleb luckily scrumptiously teared my soul out of my body. If I thought about it well, it could be quite worthwhile staying voluntarily at Kaleb’s side, without any resistance. Slave and property or not.

He continued to pump violently in me, up, down and if the friction continued and even increased I would soon burn. My inner muscles twitched around Kaleb’s ram-rod. My rosebud rapped and twitched rhythmically, too. Now I know the secret of Citizen Kane.

I felt how his twanger contracted. I was already blown out of my mind. Yes, my own stroking of my thudding dick would produce a sensation also.

He and I squirted off at exactly the same time. Incredible. My cream went unto my pillow. He shot at high velocity a hot tidal wave of Scottish white honey into my exhaust pipe that it was a real bliss. Where did these enormous quantities come from? He let out a little scream and I breathed heavily, was panting, sniveling and wailing out of pure satisfaction. I still felt wantonness, was endlessly insatiable.

With a rich sound he pulled his finally calmed penis out of me. Fatigued, I turned on my back and felt the warm, viscous sperm flow out of me onto the sheet, this semen seemingly forever. My greedy hole was still gaping wide open, longing to slurp more spuzz.

Kaleb took off his shirt and snuggled close to me. I wedged my legs with his. I shuddered from genuine anticipation what there may be lingering in the future. I was filled to the brim with whole loads of jism. A whole load of jisms going on. My smile brightened.

Kaleb’s heart was surprisingly calm while mine was racing. He was only covered with a light film of sweat while I was bathed in it. We looked deep into each other’s eyes. He gave me a deep sensual kiss and I felt his seductive tongue. After that, we just looked at each other. With surprising clarity I realized that I had fallen head over heels in love with Kaleb. Slave, his possession, so what! Even without this imposed vampire rule, I would stay with him.

“Kaleb, I love you! I just realized that!”

“That makes me infinitely happy, Gabriel! I love you too! When I saw you there that night for the first time, it immediately became clear to me that I wanted more from you than just your body! Even though it is not without!” He punched me in the side. I laughed and then I got serious.

“Please teach me everything I need to know!”

“I would love to!” he replied, ruffling my dark brown hair.

“You will need blood soon!”

THE END