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Across the darkened field, a low grow -- animal lust - drifted to his ears. Another sound.. the sound of the object of the lust... grunts, pleadings, heavy breathing... but growing weaker. Curiosity piqued, Steve walked toward the source. There were small, rolling hills, and copses of dense evergreens, but still he navigated through as the sounds became louder, nearer. He sensed it.. felt it in his entire being. He wanted to know. Despite the growing sensations of fear, he moved to where the sound was drawing him. There.. at the bottom of the hill he could see a vague image. Nostrils flaring, he inhaled deeply and descended the hill, not knowing what awaited him. The chains on his biker jacket made a rhythmic ching as he plodded down; his boots somehow found purchase in the slope without slipping. He felt his member growing inside its prison and reached down with gauntleted hand to adjust his rod. The sensation of the leather glove against the tight leather jeans somehow gave him comfort. Reaching up with the other hand he adjusted his harness and nipple ring, sending a rippling thrill through his chest and groin. He stopped to savor the sounds, the feel and the smell of the leather... tilting his head back with eyes closed. Another deep inhale. The scent of the night. The sounds stopped suddenly, startling him from his reverie. As he looked ahead, the source of the now stilled noise, and the reason for his search gradually came into focus. His heart pounded with anxiety, fear, and lust as he took in the scene before him. A large black motorcycle -- an old Harley he thought -- stood on its centre stand on a patch of hard ground. The bike alone was enough to remind him of the last time he rode, balls pressed down hard on the saddle to heighten the throbbing in his groin. But this was different, very different! Two very hot men - one of them young, blond and cute, the other very masculine with dark hair and a very pale complexion - were on the bike. The blond was belly down on the saddle, head to the back of the bike, his arms reaching down holding the foot pegs. He was being topped by the dark-haired stud. A blanket or cloth (Steve couldn't make out which) covered them from their necks … no wait, not a blanket or cloth, but a cape… yes, the top man was wearing a cape! A fucking vampire cape no less! Steve slowly took in the scene. "Holy shit" he softly murmured as the two hunks on the bike stared back at him. "Get the fuck outta here!" the blond grunted. "He's mine!". The top was a definite find, and Steve felt his cock growing stiffer at the thought of being fucked by a hot hunk in a vampire's cape. Steve realized that having been seen, sensed by the two men, his world was about to change. . He realized that he could not walk away but would be somehow drawn into their world, their carnal act. He felt both excitement over the raw sexuality emanating from the scene and fear from witnessing something that was probably meant to be a private shared experience. He was uncertain if he should flee; a part of him was enthralled and did not allow him to leave. As he tried to walk away, he realized that he was unable to move, paralyzed by the flood of emotions he was experiencing. The blond boy, Kevin recognized Steve. Their paths had crossed as residents of the small adjacent town. These two shared an unspoken kinship, a love of men and hot leather sex. Their paths had crossed but not collided in a manner such as this. The closest they had come was through wistful glances in the locker room of their gym late one evening. Kevin always wondered what would have happened had the maintenance man not entered the room that night and shattered their nonverbal communication. Kevin sniffed the air that night, taking in the smell of Steve, his manly smell of lust mingled in with the strong sweet smell of leather always present when Steve was in the vicinity. Kevin recognized the smell this evening and knew that Raoul, the vampire stud would sense this too. Kevin knew that the keen senses of his new master would read Steve quickly and heighten any desires that the new challenge created. Kevin did not want to loose his current slave status with his new master. His master who had changed his life permanently, offering him immortality and freedom from his former anal existence. Kevin knew that this evening, like many evenings would bring change. Raoul smiled as he moved off Kevin. The vampire had felt the luxury of Kevin's body many times in the last week.. He experienced the ecstasy of dominating the young mans body, forcing it to surrender to his whims and desires. Raoul loved burying his teeth into the supple throat while firmly plowing the tight butt of the fresh cute boy. He whipped the cape off his lover showing Steve the results of his latest adventure and smiled in Steve's direction hoping to create feelings of desire and envy at the same time. Steve looked at Raoul and was fixed by the return gaze. The unearthly qualities transfixed him and held him spell bound. He saw Raoul smell the light night air and change his expression to an evil all-knowing grin. He knew that Raoul could smell his lust as well as his fear and did not know which one would be more problematic. Raoul moved his gaze to Steve's crotch and smiled again as noticed the distinct hard rod impression fixed in the tight leather confinement. Steve nervously pulled at his pants but quickly discovered that this only intensified the major swelling that was present. When he looked up, Raoul was stroking his crotch, laughing a low pitched guttural laugh that promised and evil origin. Steve realized that he was over his head. He knew that he had to get away soon or be drawn into a world that he had not experienced. He moved his boots to turn around and before he knew it Raoul was standing in front of him. The vampire smiled his devilish smile and Steve caught a glint of metal that was coming from the chains dangling from the vampire's vest. Steve felt a twinge of fire traveling up his spine, creating intense heat and eliminating his ability to escape. The only warmer spot in his body was in his wet firm crotch where his prisoner was beginning to shed fluids. His breathing was fast as he watched Raoul walk up and place his hand on his trembling shoulder. And then it happened. To Steve, it seemed like it happened in an instant. Raoul plunged his long sharp fangs deep into the right side of Steve's neck while wrapping his massive cape around his feast. The cape served to hold Steve in tight as Raoul pulled blood in gushes down his eager throat. The cape also shrouded Steve and Raoul from the transfixed Kevin who, paralyzed on the motorcycle, watched the scene before him. The cape added mystery to the goings on beneath it, although Kevin knew what it was like to have Raoul pressed close and feeding. Kevin had been fed on several times and knew very well what it felt like - hot, sensuous, orgasmic, and yes, even evil. But he had never watched Raoul feed on someone else. Now he found observing it to be almost as sensuous as being the meal itself. He realized that what he was feeling was because he was somehow connected to Raoul, and that Raoul wanted him to feel it. He felt the gush of blood on his tongue, though no blood was there. He could feel its taste, its saltiness, and yes, even the flood of Steve's aroused hormones. He felt the warmth of the cascade down his throat - no, Raoul's throat. Yes, he could feel it, and he wanted more. The hot spot in his gut as the blood hit and filled him. Yeahhh… that was orgasmic in itself. He tried to move so he could get closer, but found that Raoul's control was total and all he could do was turn his head, move his eyes, and sigh in erotic exhilaration. Kevin's prick grew rock hard as he watched. Although he had been fed on tonight, there was still enough blood in his system to make what was for his average endowment, a massive hardon. Lying spread-eagle on the saddle of the bike, tight leather chaps, boots, dog collar and bare ass glaring at the moon he watched with total fascination, total eroticism, and because of Raoul's control, total involvement. He wanted to feed as well. He licked his lips as he drew in a huge sigh. Two things took him by surprise: the first was that he could actually lick his lips - he couldn't have done that just a moment ago. The second was that his tongue scraped across fangs - HIS FANGS!! "Holy fuck!" he thought in total astonishment. And then he felt his heart pounding harder and harder. The hot spot in his gut grew hotter and spread. He knew he was being called and slowly, and with a very fluid motion, he arched up his back and undraped his hot, chiseled body off the bike. Beside the bike, Kevin flexed his fingers in and out, rubbed his harnessed chest, played with his nipple rings. He felt his body as he had never felt it before and it was a feeling he never wanted to end. It was of strength, of extreme sensitivity - he could feel each bristle of soft blond hair on his arms and legs. He felt his smooth skinned torso rippling its musculature. He felt powerful. And he felt a hunger. And most of all, he felt evil. Raoul, still feeding on the swooning Steve watched Kevin experiencing this beginning to his vampirism. "Let him experiment" he thought, "and test his limits. But I will never let him control." Steve's head rolled back as he weakened and Raoul's fiery red eyes met Kevin's and commanded "COME". Slowly Kevin staggered over, his motions no longer fluid while under Raoul's control. His nipples hardened as he approached, his now-seven inches of cut cock shearing an imaginary path ahead as he approached the feast. Now very close, Kevin stopped dead in his tracks. He wanted to move closer, but Raoul was preventing him from doing so. He was hungry, but Raoul was making him watch a feast and wait. Raoul was in control. Kevin wanted to fuck the living hell out of Steve, and Raoul would insist on this Kevin knew. His thick crop of blond hair and fair complexion contrasted starkly with the black of his leather, making him look very cute and very hot. His slack jaw, causing his now elongated and sharp canines to show in their hungry glory made him look positively evil. Now he was ready to exercise his new evil desires. Kevin was experiencing the entire feast. Raoul wanted him to feel the hunger that Raoul had felt and been satisfying now for decades. Raoul wanted Steve to feel his life passing, his self becoming part of another. And Steve felt it in all its subtleties and ferocities and wanted it to go on forever. Raoul's hard cock pressed up against his belly, the animal growl of satisfaction as Raoul sucked and drank. The security of the cape, and the smell of leather, blood and lust all helped to hold Steve in a rapture that made his very first orgasm from so many years ago seem like nothing. Raoul knew it was time, and slowly licked Steve's neck to staunch the blood flow, closing the wounds somewhat, but leaving two very clear marks where he had fang fucked this hot leather stud. Looking at Kevin, Raoulpassed a command and unwrapped his cape, holding Steve up with one arm wrapped around him. Kevin smiled. It was a curiously evil smile on one normally so cute, but he was different now. He wrapped his arms around Steve, and Raoul released control. "You're on your own with this one" Raoul whispered with a low, almost growl-like voice. "Do as you will". Kevin smiled back at Raoul. He looked deep into Steve's eyes and saw need, lust and fear. He could almost taste the fear, and he could smell the lust. He kissed Steve hard on the lips, and Steve, with all the strength he could muster, responded with a sensuous, manly kiss. Kevin let his fangs grind into Steve's lower lip and drew a trickle of blood. It hit him like a spurt of jizm as he lapped it up and drank it down. It heated him in his gut, and the heat spread in ripples throughout his torso. "Oh yeahhhhh…" he gasped, and then with a hungry fury, he bit down hard on Steve's neck where Raoul had already made passage. Kevin fed like a starved newborn, and with increasing fury. He hadn't the control that the master had, and didn't yet know his limits, and certainly didn't know Steve's limits. But he didn't care. He wanted more, and so he took. His body felt stronger with each gulp of the precious fluid, and as he pressed his rock hard cock into Steve's groin, they fell to the ground, still bound together by his fangs driven deep into Steve's neck, and by Kevin's hand pressed firmly between Steve's leather clad butt cheeks. The jolt of hitting the ground shocked Kevin into a new thought; with a finger nail, he sliced Steve's leather jeans along the seam of the butt, and then with effortless motion, lifted Steve's ass, and then drove his cock deep into the darkness of Steve's love tunnel. Normally a bottom, Kevin was experiencing the full range of joys of being a leather master, and with his new strength from the bloodlust, the experience was way beyond anything that most leather tops can even dream of. He fucked furiously as he drank. He loved the control as much as he had loved being controlled, and he knew he would repeat this time and time again. Kevin realized the intensity at which he was fucking Steve. All along he lusted after Steve and dreamed of surrendering to him. He never thought that the opposite would happen. He moved his long hard rod in and out and felt a jolt of evil excitement with each thrust. He looked into Steve's eye and saw the pleasure filling his entire body. Kevin felt a deep sense of achievement as he rocked in and out of his new slave's ass. Steve felt bewildered, totally possessed, and totally horny. He also had known that he and Kevin would connect one day. But Steve never thought it would happen in this manner. He also never thought that he would like surrendering to another guy. Kevin's now more than ample dick seemed larger than when they cruised each other in the gym. Steve also sensed that Kevin's body had become more sculpted, more defined from their recent encounter. He knew that someone could not bulk up this quickly and knew that Raoul had something to do with that also. Kevin moaned as he came closer to exploding in Steve. He sucked in blood and pumped cock with the new found strength this vampire life had given him. His endowment opened up Steve's butt and pumped against his prostate. Kevin felt he was ready to explode soon. He heard Steve's muffled moans as he drank and prepared to shoot. Raoul watched with a sense of satisfaction. He knew that these two boys would become part of his group. His new men. He recognized that Kevin converted to the evil side after a few feedings. He suspected that Steve would be converted much sooner. Raoul's feeding had initiated Steve's conversion. He could see that Kevin was ready to explode and new that by coming in Steve's ass, this would provide the extra push to convert Steve to their mannish lustful evil ways. He smiled and felt his dick get hard as he watched his beautiful blond boy convert a darkly handsome man to their way of life. Raoul stepped back and watched the two as they completed their carnal act. He loved the look and sound as Kevin achieved a loud forceful come . He watched Steve's back arched as he saw the explosion on Kevin's face. He knew that his group would be increased tonight. After Kevin blew his load, he and Steve collapsed into a deep sleep. Their bodies were intertwined and they drifted off knowing that both had experienced something new, something wonderful and evil. Raoul walked over and pulled away the cape. He saw his boys drenched in sweat in a deep sleep. He knew that dawn was near and need to return to his safe surroundings. He awoke both of them and suggested they leave this site. Kevin arose and did as he was told. He walked over to Steve and asked him how he was feeling. He touched Steve's face to feel if it had changed at all. When Steve opened his mouth to talk, Raoul saw the beautiful site he had hoped for. Steve opened and his newly formed fangs appeared and caught Raoul's eye. Steve went to lick his lips and stopped as his tongue brushed the new strange surface. Steve stopped raised his hand and knew that this experience had changed him in a way he always dreamt about. ..................... If you liked this, let me know. kshade@hotmail.com