The Vampire and the Man-Eater (5 page)

by G.A. Hauser

Eli was staring at him. A few others as well. A nice little public display to entertain the masses.

Just when Brock thought Daniel would grow angry, Daniel laughed.

"Stop playing with me," Brock snarled. "You aren't amusing anyone."

"I am amusing myself."

"Christ, and I thought I was a narcissist. I met my match."

"You have indeed, Brock Hart."

At the seriousness of the tone, Brock connected to Daniel's eyes. His skin prickled with fear but he had no idea what he was afraid of. "Where do you come from? What's that accent I hear? I'm pretty good with them, but with you..." Brock tilted his head skeptically. "It ain't New York. That much I know."

Daniel pretended to brush a non-existent piece of lint from Brock's shoulder. "Why are we still here? Hm? I imagine us in bed."

"I'm sure you do. Most men I meet visualize me there."

That seemed to please Daniel. He released a deep robust laugh. "Man-eater..." Daniel purred sensually, rubbing his hand over Brock's cock.

"Not. Here." Brock enunciated clearly, brushing Daniel's hand away.

To his disbelief, Daniel clenched his arm and dragged him to an alcove where others were taking advantage of the poor lighting and semi-private surroundings.

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needed to get down to business, whether Brock accepted it or not.

That sucking mouth covered his, spinning his tongue in dizzying circles. Daniel's boiling hot hand dug into Brock's slacks, gripping his dick like a vice. His arms flailing at first, Brock imagined pushing Daniel back violently, shaking free, but as soon as Daniel pumped his cock a few times, the rush to Brock's crotch prevented him from doing anything but groaning.

The head of his prick was pulsing like a throbbing heart.

The surge of pleasure to that area of his body was akin to nothing he could ever remember. Oh no, it was like the last two times he and Daniel were together. That he remembered.

Instantly on the edge of climax, Brock gasped for breath as Daniel's lips moved to his cheek, his ear, his jaw...

"Agh
!" Brock cried out at that mix of pleasure and pain.

Imagining shooting come across the dance floor, coating the go-go boys in spunk, Brock's body gave out and he would have dropped to the floor if it weren't for large, muscular Daniel propping him up.

Floating, levitating, that hand fingering his dick, his balls, his ass, Brock never felt anything like it. And he'd had so many God damn encounters before. Ever since he was thirteen and his twenty-six year old male gym teacher sucked his cock.

His eyes rolling back in his head, Brock slowly slid to the floor.

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"Brock! Brock!"

Coming around, Brock struggled to open his eyes. Heavy anesthesia seemed to have a hold of him.

"Brock! Wake up!"

Eli was shaking him, slapping his face.

"Huh?" Brock held up his hand to stop the smacking.

"Leave me alone."

"Get up."

"Get up? Am I in bed?"

"No!"

Slowly becoming lucid, Brock found he was still at the club.

Allowing Eli to haul him to his feet, Brock reached for wall behind him, using it to help him up. As Eli closed his zipper, Brock peered down to see his cock exposed. "Shit."

"What the hell happened?" Eli buttoned his slacks for him.

"Jesus, Brock, that cut is bleeding."

Touching his neck, Brock found blood on his fingertips.

"Help me, Eli. I can't think straight."

Holding Brock around his waist, Eli escorted him to the men's room. Though most of the patrons were hiding in stalls involved in some sort of sexual play, Brock leaned over the sink to see his neck. Blood dripped down his throat to his collar, staining it. "Shit."

Eli tugged paper towels out of the dispenser and soaked them, holding them on Brock's neck. "Did you scratch at it?"

"No." Brock dabbed the cut until it stopped bleeding.

"Where's that fantastic man?"

Brock spun around to him with wild eyes. "You saw him?"

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Laughing nervously, Eli replied, "We all saw him, Brock.

We watched him making out with you like he was your prom date."

After throwing the paper towels into the trash, Brock avoided the sexual come-ons from the horny men around them and whispered, "He makes me crazy."

"No kidding!" Eli laughed.

"No. I mean not always in a good way." Brock gripped Eli's arm. "Take me home. Let's find a cab."

Using his hold on Eli's arm to focus and be able to walk out, Brock felt the fresh October breeze caressing his sweaty skin. A taxi stopped for them. Once they were both in the back seat and had given him a destination, Brock hissed softly, "He did this," pointing to his throat.

"How?"

"I don't know."

"Why?"

"I don't know that either. I think he's into some weird fetish. Bloodletting?" Brock shrugged in confusion. "You ever hear of those kinds of cults?"

"Me?" Eli laughed nervously. "The sex expert is asking the virgin? Are you kidding?"

"Virgin?" Brock gaped in surprise.

"Never mind. So? That fantastic man is into some bloodletting fetish?"

"It's the only explanation I have."

"Huh."

"It's weird, Eli. On one hand I'm sexually drawn to him, then sometimes repulsed, then other times scared to death."

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"Stay away from him, Brock."

"I'm not seeking him out. He finds me."

"Stop going to the club."

"What?" Brock whined. "Come on, Eli. No way. I've been a regular there for months. I don't want him to stop me from enjoying myself."

"When you see him, tell him to fuck off."

"Ha. That's easy to say. You saw him. Jesus. Is he hot or what?"

"Hot. Very hot."

"Oh man..." Brock moaned rubbing his face.

"You know ... some guys were jerking off watching you two."

"What were we doing?" Brock asked.

Eli laughed, peeking at the driver. "You're asking me?"

"Yes!" Brock shook Eli.

"I wasn't really watching," Eli looked away shyly, "but I think you guys were mostly kissing. Oh, and he was jerking you off."

"That's it, right?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Because I black out. I actually thought he raped me once."

"Brock..." Eli gave him a sympathetic gaze.

"He didn't. But I imagined he had."

"Why do you black out?"

"The bloodletting thing." Brock pointed to his neck. "I have no other ideas. It has to be that."

"Sick."

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"Yeah, no kidding."

The taxi pulled up, announcing their arrival on Fifty-Second Street.

Brock took cash out of his wallet.

"I assume you won't be up for the club tomorrow."

"You assume wrong," Brock replied. "I am going. He's not stopping me from going to my favorite club."

"Okay, I'll pick you up in the taxi on the way."

"Good. Thanks, Eli. I know you'll watch over me."

"As best I can!" Eli laughed.

"You're a good friend." Brock squeezed his arm.

Standing on the sidewalk, Brock waved as the cab drove off. Finding his keys, entering the lobby, Brock gasped in shock. "Daniel?"

"Brock."

"Haven't you done enough to me?"

"Never." He grinned.

"Not now. I need to rest." Brock pushed the elevator button.

"Just a little more." Daniel nestled against him.

"No. Look!" Brock pointed to his neck. "Haven't you had enough of my blood?"

"No. Never."

Surprised he admitted it, Brock backed up. "Then you do that bloodletting thing?"

"Yum."

"You're sick." Brock tried to hurry the elevator up.

"You love it. You have the best climaxes."

"Stop. Go away."

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Instantly Brock was pinned against the wall. "Never tell me to go away."

"Shit! Daniel!"

Softening, Daniel petted Brock's chest. "I like spending time with you, Brock. It hurts me when you tell me to leave."

"Yeah? Well, it hurts me when you make me bleed."

"I am sorry."

"You should be." Brock tapped his toe anxiously.

As the elevator doors opened, Daniel nudged Brock inside.

"What are you doing?"

"I am coming up with you. Just for a little while."

Brock groaned in frustration. "Look, Daniel. I know sometimes men get the idea they want to have some sort of relationship with me..."

Daniel pressed Brock against the side of the elevator, stroking his cock, purring like a kitten.

"But..." Brock felt the urge to come instantly. "But I'm not that kind of guy. I shun relationships, Daniel. So if you're looking for the man of your dreams, keep looking."

"Man of my dreams..." Daniel hissed sensuously, pawing at Brock's crotch.

"Christ! Why do I go nuts when you touch me?"

"Magic." Daniel grinned as the doors opened and they stepped out of the elevator.

"All right. But just for five minutes," Brock announced as he found the correct key, "and no bloodletting!"

"Party-pooper."

Looking over his shoulder at Daniel's pout, Brock shook his head in amazement as he turned the lock.

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"There. Okay? You're in. Do you want a drink?"

"Not from the kitchen."

"What does that mean?" Brock tossed his keys on the counter, removing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, guzzling it. "You want something hard?"

"Oh yes." Daniel rushed to cup Brock's cock.

"Let me rephrase that." Closing his eyes as Daniel stroked between his legs, Brock felt that swoon closing in on him.

"Wait." He held Daniel's hand back. "This is how you hypnotize me. Am I right? You play with my dick, then do something with your eyes, or lips ... or something ... Christ, that feels so good!" Brock spread his legs, leaning back on the kitchen counter as Daniel continued.

Daniel opened Brock's slacks sliding them down his hips.

"No. Wait." Brock struggled to surface from the wooziness.

"You want to fuck me, Brock?" Daniel breathed hoarsely, dragging his hand over Brock's length.

"I don't know." Brock's head rolled to the side limply from the rising orgasm.

"I will let you," Daniel whispered. "No one has penetrated me for centuries."

"Ah
," Brock moaned, lost on the intensity.

"Come on. You do it to me."

"Do ... do..." Brock struggled to open his eyes. "Do what?"

"Fuck me."

"How ... how when I..."

Daniel released his hold on Brock's anatomy.

Slowly Brock came around. "Jesus, Dan!"

"Sorry." Daniel shrugged. "So? What do you say?"

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"Did you imply you wanted me to screw you?"

"Yes. Think you can do that?"

"Think I can do that?" Brock asked incredulously.

"Man-eater." Daniel laughed wickedly.

"I'll fuck you raw, show off." Brock nudged Daniel to his bedroom.

"Good!" Daniel dashed to Brock's bedroom.

"Get over here," Brock shouted, suddenly excited by Daniel's antics. Slowly he peeled back Daniel's black silk shirt and trousers after helping him yank off his boots.

Once Daniel was naked, Brock took a look. "Nice."

"Not just a pretty face?" Daniel batted his eyelashes teasingly.

"Why do I keep getting the feeling this is all just to amuse you?" Brock took off his shirt.

"It is. But do you not like fornicating men?"

"Is talk like that supposed to arouse me?" Brock asked sarcastically as he stepped out of his slacks. "Because it's not." Gasping when Daniel embraced him as fast as lightning, Brock blinked at Daniel's emerald eyes.

"I will get the fire back in you."

"Jesus! You already have!" Brock felt his cock go rigid from Daniel pressing against him.

"Magic," Daniel laughed. "Right. Let us do it." Daniel crawled on Brock's bed and waited on his hands and knees.

"I have to get a condom."

"No. Do not bother with that."

"Yeah, right." Brock fished a box out of his nightstand.

"You cannot catch anything from me, Brock."

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"Uh huh..." Brock humored him.

"Nor me from you."

"I know I'm clean, but still. Better safe than sorry." Brock rolled a rubber onto his cock.

"Better safe?" Daniel seemed to think everything was funny.

"I'd advise you not to be careless around here." Brock squeezed lubrication out of a tube onto his fingers.

"I do not worry."

"You should." Brock smoothed some gel on his rubber and into Daniel's ass. "Look, if you keep up the small talk I'll lose my hard-on."

Daniel reached back and caressed Brock's balls. Instantly Brock was hot to trot. "You do know how to touch a man, I'll give you that."

"You see. All that preparation takes too long."

"Tough." Brock positioned himself behind Daniel. "Have you ever had anal sex?"

"Years ago ... many, many years ago..."

"I'll go easy on you."

"Oh, heavens no!"

"Oh?"

"Screw me like the devil. Have fun."

Chuckling under his breath, Brock replied, "It's your ass, buddy."

"Yes, indeed. My ass."

Brock held Daniel's hips and pushed the head of his cock inside. The flash of fire was so intense he almost pulled out to allow it to subside. Biting his lip, trying not to come the 51