“I guess you’re not getting fucked then.”
I sat up halfway, bracing myself on my elbows. “I have oil or butter. We could perform fellatio on each other while we use our fingers,” I offered.
“Fel…” Romeo stopped and chuckled. “You have a strange way of talking, Vincent, but that sounds like a good plan. Go get what you have.” He rolled off me.
I sat up straight and got off the bed, leaving the room quickly to head for the kitchen. When I returned with a small cruet of olive oil, he was ready for me, having stretched out two towels on the bed to catch the mess we were about to make. I thanked God for the boy scout Romeo Harmon must have been. When I handed him the cruet and crawled back on the bed, he leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t urgent, only gentle and sweet. I was momentarily in his thrall. Clearly, this big, beautiful sheriff was a kind man.
I didn’t do kind.
Maybe things were about to change.
Chapter Four
Prosper Woods Chronicle. Letters to the editor:
“I noticed the price of soap boxes at the laundromat went up a dollar. I don’t really think it’s fair to pay that much since I don’t wash my underwear anyway. Someone just wants to make money off the little guy.” Signed, “V.D. Knob.”
Vincent
I crawled over to where he lay waiting, spread out for me. He stared at my cock and then back up at my face, meeting my gaze. His eyes twinkled wickedly. I held up the cruet and drizzled a little onto my fingers then handed him the jar. I watched him rub his fingers and thumb together. I did the same thing and then set the cruet onto the bed table before stretching out beside him. He kissed me and then reversed on the bed and straddled me; I reached up for his balls, gently tugging until he’d moved into just the perfect position. I reached for his cock as I slid my slick fingers into his crack.
Romeo made a grunting sound as I breached him, and at the same time, I felt his warm mouth closing over the head of my cock. I licked his balls, feeling him shudder at my touch. My fingers slid deeper even as I felt his calloused finger slide inside me to the first knuckle. I widened my knees, giving him more room to go to work on me as I sucked slightly on his gorgeous balls. He sank deeper on my cock, taking a great deal of the shaft into his talented mouth as I found the head of his cock and slid my fingers deeper into his warm channel. He was tighter than I’d imagined though my senses told me that he didn’t bottom often if ever.
I allowed myself to simply experience the gift of the blowjob he’d offered. He seemed to be a master of fellatio. I reminded myself again that I had to update my dictionary to reflect the 21st century vernacular. I’d had sex so infrequently in the past several decades, it had almost felt like an afterthought. If the experiences of this night were going to repeat themselves at some future time, I had to change my whole concept of what sex was. I certainly couldn’t make mistakes like using outdated words such as fellatio again.
Romeo dragged a groan out of me as he pulled off my cock, sucking hard before sliding back on with firm lips. The man was a human vacuum and I did my best to imitate him, sliding on and off his cock as my fingers twisted and turned inside him, searching for the small knot of pleasure to send him over the top. The moment I found it, he groaned decadently, shouted around my cock, and shot thick, hot streams of come into my throat. I swallowed greedily as my climax was triggered. As his throat convulsed around my load, I quickly pulled off his cock, unable to stop my fangs as they finally made their appearance.
Fortunately, we weren’t face to face at the time.
I retracted them quickly, and slowly pulled my fingers from his body. He let my dick slide out of his mouth at the same time. My chest was heaving right along with his as he rolled off me and flipped around so that we were finally face to face. The color was high in his cheeks—two red flags of color—and the smirk he wore was astonishing. I snuggled close to him and breathed in his scent. I kissed him, sharing the remnants of his seed with him just as I’d promised when I’d whispered decadent things into his ear. He kissed me passionately and before I knew it, I was growing hard again. I held him close, struggling not to bite, feeling the overwhelming urge to drop my fangs again.
Though vampires had the ability to compel human victims to forget what they’d seen, even perform tasks vampires ordered, I didn’t want to use my power on him. I hated using it and only did so after or during a feeding in general. I didn’t like to take anyone’s power away even though there were vampires who loved doing just that. Most vampires considered humans as a source of food and sex but I respected them. After all, I’d been one a very long time ago. Eventually, Romeo pulled back and stared into my eyes.
“You really surprised me,” Romeo said, smiling at me.
If he only knew.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said with one arm still draped over his waist.
“I never expected to meet a man like you here… out here in this small town,” Romeo said just before leaning in to kiss me. We kissed for a long time
