One Fateful Night

Author: angelspike69

Rating: NC17

Parts: 6 - 10

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~Part: 6~

Angelus opened the carriage door and stepped out. He held the door while William exited behind him. William looked at the building before him, “Where are we?”

“We are at the National Portrait Gallery. You are a fellow artist, so I thought I’d show you work that inspires me.” William followed Angelus up the steps.

“But isn’t it too late to be visiting. It’s surely closed to visitors.”

“Yes, it is. I’ve made pre-arrangements with a friend, who will let us in. This way we don’t have to deal with the crowds and can take our time. I have much to show you.”

Angelus knocked on the door. They didn’t have long to have to wait long before it opened. They slipped inside. Angelus made introductions and pocketed a key the custodian handed him. He then left them to their own devices. The vampire ushered William around the largest gallery, pointing out some of his favorite works. He talked about the painter of a particular piece, the technique, and what the painting said to him. They strolled slowly through the building, moving their way toward the back of the museum. Angelus brought William into a small gallery, hoping to slowly draw the boy into comfort with nude portraits. “Here are two of my favorites William. Bacchus and Ariadne by Titian, and Venus and Mars by Botticelli. He heard the younger man’s intake of breath at the beauty of the two paintings.

“They are lovely Angelus. The artists seem almost…ah…reverent in depicting the human body.”

“Exactly William and that is what I wanted you to understand. Now come, I have something special to show you.” They stood before a door marked ‘No Public Access.’ Angelus unlocked the door with the key his friend had given him. “The paintings in here are being readied for exhibition.”

William looked around nervously. “Angelus, what are you doing? We can’t go in there. We shouldn’t even be here at all.”

“William, I told you I often come here at night to sketch. Now come.” He grasped the boy’s hand and coaxed him into the room. “Oh William, where is your sense of adventure? Some of the better paintings are back here – paintings not viewed by the general public.” Angelus stood aside and drew William through the door. He took William’s hand and led him down the long hallway into another room. There were paintings everywhere – some hanging on the wall, others on the floor, leaning up against the walls.

“Look around William – look at all the wonderful art of the human form. Nudity is natural. You British are so repressed. You should be around other Europeans – they are much more open about sexuality. They view the body as something to be admired, not hidden and certainly not something to be ashamed of.

Angelus leaned against the wall and watched as William went from painting to painting, mouth hung open in shock. He loved the nice shade of pink William was turning at viewing these works of art. He could see William was overwhelmed with all the images, so he walked over and stood next to him, “Well, what do you think?”

“I…I…just don’t know what to think. I mean, I knew nudes were painted, but…”

“You just need to expand your horizons William, and I want to help you with that if you’ll let me. Come here. There’s more to see.” He opened the door at the end of the room and turned to the boy. “Look -- This is the painting I told you about, Renoir’s Young Boy with a Cat. It is on loan from the Louvre. Do you see why it reminds me of you? Even through your clothes, my artist’s eye can discern the beauty of your body William.” The young man blushed and stood silently staring at the provocative painting. God this boy is wonderful! He has no experience. He is a blank canvas. I will make him my masterpiece.

Angelus drew him to another wall. “And this is another I mentioned, The Abduction by Cezanne. Look at how perfectly he drew the muscles rippling as the captor grasped his victim. Remember I told you that it is thought to be of a vampire draining a man.”

Again William stood still, awe obvious on his face.

Angelus was relentless. He wanted to disarm the boy with the sensuousness of fine art. “Now come. I have other pieces to share with you.” Angelus opened yet another door and led William into a small private room. He heard the boy gasp. “Well, what do you think? These are by Lord Frederick Leighton, a British peer.”

William stood stunned. His eyes roved over the several paintings of nude women. He walked closer to read the titles: Venus Disrobing for the Bath, The Bath of Psyche. Angelus watched as he stopped in front of Actea, the Nymph of the Sea. The blush that the vampire so enjoyed deepened on William’s pale skin. In this painting a woman lay totally unclothed on a beach. Everything was exposed. The boy stood mesmerized. Angelus knew that he had never seen such a revealing portrait.

Chuckling, Angelus put his arm around the slender shoulders, “Come on William…I think your eyes have been opened enough for one night, unless…

“Unless what?”

“I know you were shocked about your dream and are worried about what that says about you. I just want to show you that you are a normal, young man. I’m just afraid it will be so much of a shock to you that it will scare you off.”

“I don’t know if I’m ready for something like that. I’m just not so sure.”

“I understand William. How about we find a place to have some dinner. I don’t know about you, but I’m quite hungry.”

“I’d like that.”

Little did William know, but his night was far from over. Angelus has other things in store for the man, but first he had to get him relaxed and he knew just how to do that.
 

While at dinner, Angelus regaled William with more tales of his travels. The vampire asked him about what he liked to do for entertainment. William confessed that he didn’t go out much – he stayed in and kept his mother company and wrote his poetry. When he did go out to some of the house parties, he confessed that he would sit by himself because he wasn’t comfortable in social situations – felt like he didn’t belong. He told Angelus that he only went because of his mother. She wanted him to find a nice girl to settle down with, but none of the women were interested in him.

“Well William, we’ll just have to work on getting you to come out of your shell a bit. Remember, there is someone interested in you – the author of those notes you’ve been receiving.”

“Well, there is that. But how long do I have to wait for them to reveal themselves? I was thinking how wonderful it would be if the three of us became good friends.” Angelus smiled. No my boy, it will just be the two of us. I’ll be all that you will need and you are all that I need.

William excused himself. While he was gone, Angelus slipped a vial out of his pocket, pouring a bit of the contents into William’s. He didn’t put in as much as he did last night. He wanted William coherent, but relaxed enough not to fight him with the rest of the evening’s plans.

Finishing their meal, Angelus asked, “William, are you interested in attending a little party with me?”

“A party? You want me to attend a party with you?”

“Why wouldn’t I? It’s still early and I think we’d have a lot of fun, but if you’d rather not…”

“No, I’d love to go with you. You’ve been so…so kind to me. If you want me to go I will.”

“I do want you to go with me.” The vampire smiled. “Shall we go then?” The men stood. As they walked out, William suddenly grabbed Angelus’ arm. “William, are you alright?”

“I’m fine I think…just got a bit dizzy for a moment.” He released Angelus’ arm and continued walking.

Once inside the carriage, William leaned his head back and rested it on the back of his seat.

“Are you sure you’re okay? If not, I can take you home” Angelus said, sounding disappointed.

Hearing the disappointment in his friend’s voice, “Yes, I think so. I’m just feeling a bit strange that’s all. I’m sure I’ll be fine in just a minute.” William slid down a bit in his seat. Angelus watched amused. Oh, you’ll be more than just fine.

Arriving at their next destination, they walked into the house. William looked around, recognizing some of the people in attendance. Angelus casually placed his arm over William’s shoulder as he took him around making introductions. As they entered a large room, Angelus watched as William’s eyes opened wide at what was lighting the room. All around the room were candlelit lanterns with lewd pictures on them. The heat from the candle revolved them slowly. He led the boy over so he could get a closer look. There were depictions of people having sex – men and women together in various positions, women together, and men together. He heard William choke in surprise and he swallowed a laugh at the human’s reaction.

“Look around William. What do you see?

“Those lanterns on the tables…I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

He led the shocked man over to the settee and sat him down. “Would you like something to drink?” William nodded and Angelus left.

William looked around at all the various pictures. Glancing on the table next to him, he saw a magazine lying there. Picking it up, he started flipping through it while waiting for Angelus. Angelus returned with their drinks and saw that the boy’s face was even paler than it normally was and his eyes practically bulged from their sockets.

“William?”

“Angelus…have you seen this?”

“Oh yes, many times.”

“What is it?”

“It’s The Pearl – a publication of erotica. Have you never heard of it before?”

“No, I had no idea there were things like this. I mean, the pictures alone…”

“You should read the stories. Go ahead.” He sat down next to him, handing him his drink.

William took the proffered glass and drank it down all at once. Angelus sat there, with one arm resting across William’s shoulder in a proprietary manner while he sipped his own drink. He watched as William’s white face turned pink as he read.

William laid the document in his lap and looked at Angelus. “I had no idea that stories like this had ever been written.”

“I know you didn’t William, but now do you understand that there is no reason to be ashamed of your dream?”

William looked skeptically at his companion. “That was different. It was us – two males. These stories are all male and female.”

“That may be true in this issue, but it is not always so. Come now William…what about the depictions on these lanterns?” He pointed to the ones that that two males in various sexual positions. “If it was so wrong, would the hosts of this party have them out on display?” William shrugged his shoulders.

Standing up, Angelus held out his hand for William. When William took the hand, Angelus pulled him up and took him upstairs. “Where are we going?”

“I’m going to show you the truth, William. As you can probably tell, this isn’t the type of party you normally go to. I’m going to prove to you that there are many different ways for people to give pleasure and that there is nothing to be ashamed about.”

Pulling William up the stairs, he was startled when he felt a tug from the man he was leading. He turned around and saw William staring at the photographs on the wall. The young man was standing there staring, turning that delicious shade of pink he did when embarrassed. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of head. He was staring at scenes of people in various pairings and in various states of undress engaging in a variety of sexual acts. What really had captured William’s attention, the vampire noticed, were the pictures of the men together. Men were having sex with other men – orally and in various other positions. There were even pictures of threesomes and foursomes.

Angelus stood there amused, watching the blue eyes move from picture to picture. “Those are real men…I mean men actually have sexual relations with other men…not paintings depicting it.”

“Yes, William – that is what they are.”

“But…but…they look like they are enjoying it.” The boy almost choked as he spoke.

“Yes they are.”

“How can that be…”

“Come with me William…I have something else I want to show you.”

William slowly turned his gaze to the man leading him up the stairs. Angelus stopped in front of a door. “William, do you trust me?” Speechless, all he could do is nod. Angelus opened the door and they walked into the room. William’s mouth hung agape at what he saw once he walked into the room.

All around the room were couples – all men – doing things to each other. William grabbed Angelus’ hand and held on to it like a lifeline. Angelus moved behind the shocked man, put his hand on his shoulders, and whispered in his ear. “What do you see?”

William held his breath for a moment, and then whispered. “I see…men…having relations…with other men.” He turned his head to look at Angelus. “No, don’t look at me, look at them.”

“Why are you showing me this?”

“I want you to understand that what you dreamed about and how that made you feel doesn’t mean there is something wrong with you.”

“But…”

“Look at them William – really look at them. Do they look like they are being held here against their will?”

“No…”

“Do they look like they are being forced to do anything they don’t want to do?”

William swallowed hard, “No.”

“Does it look like they are enjoying it?”

William’s body started trembling. “Yes.” Angelus wrapped his arm around the shaking man’s waist.

“So, who’s the deviant here? No one is.”

“But surely…”

“No, William. There is nothing wrong with two men enjoying each others company, feeling pleasure from another man’s touch.”

William continued looking at the sight before, listening to the moaning and groaning coming from the men. He watched in amazement as one man sucked on another’s cock. Looking to the other side of the room he saw another couple having relations – one on his knees and the other behind him. As he continued staring at the writhing bodies, he realized that he recognized one couple. He gasped.

Looking in the direction that William was, Angelus knew what made William gasp. There, bending over the couch was Percy, taking another man up the ass. Deciding that boy had had enough of a shock tonight, he gently pulled him out of the room. As they were leaving, the younger man kept looking over his shoulder.

William was still shaking when they got downstairs. Leading William back to the kitchen, he poured him a whiskey, which the boy gulped down. He held the glass out, requesting another. The vampire poured him another glass of the amber liquid, which he also drank down.

“I think I’ve shocked you enough for one night, my friend. I’ll take you home now.” Taking his hand again, he led him out of the house and back into the waiting carriage.

“I don’t want to go home just yet,” William slurred slightly. “Can we go somewhere else.”

“It’s late William. Where would you have us go?”

“Do you live alone Angelus. I…I mean might we go to your place for a while. I’m not ready to return to my mother’s house, and I don’t want to be alone right now after what I witnessed this night.”

“Are you sure?” William nodded yes.

Leaning out of the window, Angelus indicated to the driver that they were going to his house.

“God, but I think I need another drink.”

Angelus chuckled and pulled a flask out of his jacket pocket and handed it to the spent man. “Here you go, but not too much. Don’t want you getting drunk on me.” No, that wouldn’t do at all. I want you alert and clear-headed my boy. The laudanum worked perfectly. You will not be forgetting all that you’ve seen tonight or thinking that it was a dream.

William sipped from the flask a few times before returning it too Angelus. The vampire took a large swig from the silver container before putting it back in his pocket. They rode in silence, Angelus letting William digest all that he had seen tonight. What a boon that was seeing Percy there. I think that was the greatest shock to William. I couldn’t have planned that better myself.

William was finally able to find his voice. “I just can’t believe it”

“Can’t believe what”

“Well I can’t believe everything I saw tonight, but the most unbelievable thing was seeing Percy there. I mean I never would have thought that he would be doing something like that…and he was enjoying it.”

“Yes, it would appear he was enjoying it very much.”

As the carriage slowed, Angelus looked out the window seeing that they arrived at his home. When the carriage came to a full stop, Angelus opened the door and exited the vehicle. Turning around he saw that William wasn’t following him. “William? Are you all alright? Did you change you’re mind? Do you want to go home after all?”

“No, I don’t.”

Angelus reached into the carriage and offered his hand to the frightened man. “Come William. Let’s go into the house. We can talk about tonight if you wish. I did promise to show you my sketches the other night.” William took the proffered hand and exited the carriage.

~Part: 7~

n the house, Angelus went into the sitting room and started a fire to ward of the chill that had crept into the room. As the wood began to blaze, he turned to William, “Relax – why don’t you take off your jacket and have a seat. I’ll go get my sketch book.”

William did as he was told. Before Angelus left the room he asked, “Would you like another drink?”

“Yes, please…though I’m not sure I should.”

“How about just one brandy. I think that will help calm your nerves. William nodded at the offer.

Angelus walked over to the bar, took out two glasses and poured the drink. Before returning to his guest, he snuck the vial from his pocket and poured a bit more of the laudanum into William’s snifter. Swirling the liquid to mix it up, he returned to William, handing him the glass. He walked over to his desk, retrieved his sketchbook, and sat next to William on the settee.

“Remember some of the paintings we were talking about at dinner last night and how I told you I sketched some copies of them? Well I wanted to show them to you.” He opened his sketchbook and turned to one. “This one is a copy of The Abduction by Cezanne.”

William took a sip of his brandy and looked inquisitively at the picture before him. “That is quite good. It looks exactly like the painting we saw in the Gallery.”

“Cezanne truly captures the muscles as they undulate when grasping or reaching. Although it might be seen as violent, to me it is more sensual, erotic. It is obvious from this painting especially that he admires the human form as a work of art itself.”

William was still, mesmerized by the sketch and the depth of emotion in the words he was hearing.

Angelus turned the page, “Here’s my favorite. Remember? Renoir’s Young Boy with the Cat. This is the one that reminds me so much of you. The boy’s body is slender like yours. Although I think yours is a bit more muscular. His eyes are not quite as blue as yours and his hair is not the soft light brown that burnishes gold in the firelight. Um…” The vampire paused, wondering if he had revealed too much of the passion that this boy inspired within him.

Shyly William reached for the book, “Do you mind?”

“No not at all.” He handed it to William.

Angelus watched as William flipped slowly through the pages, pausing on each sketch, and really looking at them. William’s eyes were glazing over with the combination of the alcohol and the laudanum.

He glanced up, and smiled. “There are absolutely beautiful…they take my breath away.”

“Thank you. I’m glad to find someone who appreciates them.”

William looked down and continued to peruse the book. He was so involved he didn’t realize Angelus had gotten up. The vampire removed his jacket and loosened his tie as he walked back over to the desk. Grabbing his other sketchbook and some charcoals, he sat in the chair across from William and started sketching.

When William had finished studying the renderings, he looked up to see Angelus busy sketching. “What are you doing?”

“I’m sketching you. I hope that’s okay. Come here.” William rose and went over to the artist. He turned the book around to show William.

“Oh…that’s me?”

“Yes it is. Do you like it?”

“I do. I’ve never been sketched before.”

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to do another.”

“Why?”

“You bring out the artistic fervor in me…you are beautiful and I want to catch that beauty on paper. So will you allow me to do some more sketches?”

“I guess…if you really want to. What do I do?”

“You really don’t have to do anything. Here, why don’t you stand there in front of the fire.” William moved over to the fireplace. Angelus looked at him. “Lean again the mantle and rest your arm on it.”

William did as Angelus told him. “Is this okay?”

“Yes, it’s good.” The charcoal raced across the paper. He occasionally looked up, then went back to work. Focusing intently he asked, “William, do me a favor please? Could you please pull your shirt out of your trousers? You look too formal there and I want a more relaxed look.” Angelus grinned as the boy did as he was told. Returning to his drawing, he sketched some more. He looked up again, glanced down at the paper. “This isn’t quite turning out the way I was hoping.” When he looked back up at William he saw he was swaying a bit and holding onto the mantle, instead of resting his arm on it.. “Are you okay? Do you want to sit down?”

“I would, thank you – feeling a bit dizzy again.”

“I apologize. I should have told you that it sometimes takes me a while to get it right. I should have let you take a rest. Have a seat for a bit.”

William walked unsteadily over to the black settee and sat down. “It’s quite warm in here, don’t you think?”

Angelus looked up, “What? No I don’t think so, but if you’re warm why don’t you go ahead and get comfortable – push up the sleeves of your shirt and unbutton a few buttons. That should make you cooler.” Smiling he watched William. “You know, I think I like you on the settee better.” He balled up the drawing he was working one, threw it in the fire, and started fresh on a new sheet.

Bringing his eyebrows together in concentration, his eyes moved from William to his sketchpad. “Oh, this isn’t working.”

“Am I doing something wrong?”

“No, no, it’s not you William. I think the pose is all wrong. Why don’t you lay down on your side.” William did as he was asked. “Much better…much better.” He sketched for a bit. Looking back up, “It’s still a bit too formal. I want you looking relaxed, comfortable, at home.” Putting his materials on the floor, he walked over to William. The human watched him approach and swallowed nervously. “Relax William, I don’t bite.” Sitting on the table in front of William, he reached out. “Let me help.” He took his arm and bent it so he could prop his head on it. “That’s it.” Then he brought the top leg up, bent it at the knee, and placed the sole of his foot on the settee. Stepping back, he shook his head and approached William again. “Still too formal.” He removed the boy’s shoes and stockings and reposed him. Moving up his body, he then unbuttoned the white linen shirt. William brought his hands up to stop Liam and looked at him questioningly. “Trust me William. Please.” William dropped his hands and Liam continued. Opening the material up, he exposed the lean chest and torso. He slipped one side of the shirt down so it hung carelessly off one shoulder. When he reached down for his trousers, William’s hand stopped him once again. “I’m just going to undo the top button.” With that done, he reached up to William’s hair and mussed it a bit.

Going back to his chair, he sat down and collected the pad and charcoal. Looking up he murmured, “That’s it…perfect.” William’s eyes were glazed and half open. He looked too sexy, lying there, beckoning to him with a promise. He sketched furiously.

“Angelus, are you sure this is how you want me? I feel so….exposed.”

“You look perfect William, so perfect. Stay like that and don’t move.” An hour later, he was finished. Standing up, he walked over to William and showed him the sketch.

He looked wide-eyed at the rendering. “Me? That’s me? Why I look positively wanton. Surely I don’t look like that.”

“You most certainly do…at least that is how you look to me.” He sat down on the settee with William. Turning himself and the boy so they faced each other, Angelus stared into his eyes. “Tell me, William, what do you see when you look at yourself mirror.”

“I just see me…not very tall, skinny, and plain looking. Why, what do you see when you look at me?”

“I see a face of pure innocence, eyes as blue as the sky, skin as pale as the whitest rose and skin as soft as a flower’s velvet petals.” He reached up and ran his fingers down the side of young man’s face, along the curve of his jaw, up across his lips. “I love your mouth – you have a mouth made for kissing and one that should be kissed often..” He bent forward and placed a tender kiss on the pink lips. He kissed his way to William’s ear, trailing down the curve to the lobe. He took the soft flesh into his mouth and sucked on it. He felt the boy shudder. Trailing his mouth down the side of his neck, he paused to feel the pulse pound against his mouth. He sucked gently, imagining himself drawing William’s blood into his mouth. Placing his hands on his narrow shoulders underneath the unbuttoned shirt, he pushed it from his body. He let it slide down William’s arms until it pooled around him at his hips. William raised his arms to cover himself, but Angelus stopped him. “No William, don’t hide yourself from me. I want to show you what I see when I look at you – not the artist in me, but the man in me.” As he placed the slender arms back on top of his thighs, he brought his own up and tenderly touched his chest. William closed his eyes at the touch of the cool hands to his skin.

“You are lean, but there is a strength in you.” He ran his hands down the pale chest, taking the hardening nipples in his fingers, playing with them. A moan escaped William’s parted lips. “That’s it, William…feel my hands on your warm body. Feel the sensations and the pleasure.” He pushed William back so that he leaned against the arm of the settee. Prodding his legs apart, Angelus lay between them. He traced his hands farther down the lean body, placing kisses on his chest, taking one of the hard nubs into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Kissing down his chest, he stopped when he reached the open button at the top of William’s trousers. Looking up, he saw that William was lost in the sensations coursing through his body. Knowing that the settee wasn’t where he wanted to do this, he sat up, took William’s hand and led him over to the fire.

He brought William with him as he sank down on the fur rug. Grabbing some nearby pillows, he pushed William down until he was lying on his back. Prodding William’s legs apart, he crawled up the body beneath him. As he pressed into William he asked, “Do you feel what you do to me William? Just looking at you…touching you…I ache. Can you feel it?” Angelus rubbed his groin against William and the boy sighed and nodded. He continued to gently rub up against William who moaned again and started to thrust his hips up towards the vampire. “That’s it, oh God, William…that’s it.” Angelus closed his eyes at the sensation of William moving against him. Opening his eyes, he looked in the passion-glazed eyes of the younger man and lowered his mouth to William’s. Gently forcing his mouth open, he slipped his tongue into the innocent’s mouth and explored. It wasn’t long before William responded to the kiss, hesitantly. He soon grew bolder, and Angelus let him explore his own mouth.

Angelus felt hands running through his locks, grasping him, pulling him down. He went with the pull.. He continued grinding his hips into William’s while fighting for control. Breaking the kiss to allow the boy to catch his breath, he gazed down at him. William was breathing harshly. When the blue eyes opened, they stared up at him. The impassioned vampire smiled and listened as the boy gasped for air, trying to say something.

“What is it? Do you wish to stop?” He grinned at the fierce shake of the boy’s head.

“I…I…”

“You what? What do you want?”

“I…want…to…touch you.” William turned his gaze away in embarrassment. Taking his chin in his hand, Angelus turned the face back to him.

“I’d like that.” Rolling off of William, he lay next to him, on his side.

William rolled over to his side and contemplated the handsome man before him. With a tentative hand, he reached out and pushed the long, brown locks away from the face in front of him. He ran his hand along Angelus’ pronounced brow, down the side of his face, across his lips. When Angelus felt the soft touch against his lips, he parted them and took the digit into his mouth. William’s breath hitched as he felt the other man’s tongue swirl around his finger and as the mouth began sucking on it. As William withdrew his finger, Angelus bit down on the tip of it with human teeth, grinning. William smiled back shyly.

William’s lean fingers continued down to Angelus’ chest, pausing at the “v” where the shirt was unbuttoned. As he looked at Angelus with uncertainty, the vampire nodded and encouraged him. “Go ahead…” Sitting up, the young man reached over with shaking hands and unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the broad chest inch by inch. As he reached the buttons at the bottom of the shirt, William’s hands accidentally grazed over the hardness encased in the black trousers. Angelus moaned at the touch. Pulling his hand away as if burned, he looked back at Angelus. Taking the inexperienced man’s hand in his, he place it over the bulge and pressed into it. “It’s okay William…this is because of you…you do this to me.” The hardness throbbed in William’s open palm. Seeing that the boy looked like he was about to bolt, he released the hand and let William pull it away. “It’s okay William. I don’t want to scare you off. We’ll take this as slowly as you want.”

With a look of gratitude, he murmured, “Thank you. This is all just so new to me…I’m still not sure it’s right.”

“It’s so right William, I know that deep down inside of me. Please, touch me some more. I love your touch.”

Awed at the sound of need in the man’s voice, William pushed the shirt from Angelus’ broad shoulders. Scooting closer to him, he kissed him. Angelus let him control the pace of the kiss, following his lead. As the boy’s lips trailed down his face to his neck, Angelus turned his head to expose more of his neck to the questing lips. He felt hands on his shoulders, pushing him to his back. Shirt wide open now, William moved his lips down to the chest beneath him and trailed kisses over the pale skin, licking and nibbling. Glancing up at Angelus quickly, he took one of the hard pink nubs into his mouth and began flicking it with his tongue. The chest raised up to his mouth, wanting more. Encouraged, William bit down gently. “Oh God! Angelus moaned. I love that innocent mouth of yours on me. Please William…harder…bite down harder. The boy did as Angelus begged.

Emboldened by the reactions of the other man, the boy brought his hand up to the other nub, flicking and pinching it with his fingers. Angelus’ moans got louder and his back raised farther up off the floor. “More,” the vampire pleaded. God it had been so long since he’d been touched like this…Darla was more interested in her own pleasure than his. Angelus grabbed the back of William’s head and pushed him into his chest as it rose of up to meet that delectable mouth.

“I want to feel your skin against mine. I want to run my hands across your warm skin.” Grabbing him gently by the arms, Angelus dragged William’s so that his body was lying on top of him. Feeling the boy’s hips pressing into his rock hard cock, he thrust up, rubbing against the hard organ. William moaned and started rubbing himself against the man beneath him.

“That’s it William…that feels so good doesn’t it? Listen to your body, it knows what it wants and what to do.” Placing his arms on the floor on either side of Angelus, William continued sliding himself up and down against the body below him, eyes closed in the bliss of passion. He did not see Angelus intently watching him experience his sexual awakening as he rubbed his stiffened cock up and down another man’s hardened groin for the first time. This boy…oh what he makes me feel! His tenuous touches burn my cold skin. I’ve never wanted another person so much as I want him! His body is made for pleasure. Pleasure that I want to share with him.

Wanting to take back control, he grasped the boy by his arms and flipped him over to his back. Surprise lit his blue eyes as Angelus grinned lasciviously down at him. Lowering his head, he kissed him hard, forcing his mouth open, seeking the warmth within. Moving lower, he kissed, licked and nipped every inch of the boy’s chest. He bit the hard pink nubs gently, feeling the body shake at the sensations he was inflicting on his inexperienced body. He felt William reach and grab his hair tightly in his fists. Angelus continued down, circling the boy’s navel and fucking it with his tongue. Reaching up, he took one of the nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it. The boy’s stomach clenched as he groaned loudly. The vampire heard the harsh pants coming from above him. With his other hand, he grasped William’s hardness through the material of his pants.

“Yes…please…” William pleaded so low that the vampire wouldn’t have heard it without his enhanced hearing. Pushing the boy’s legs apart with this hand, he slid between them, mouth poised over the buttons of his trousers. Looking up, he watched for any hesitation on William’s part as he slowly unbuttoned them, but the boy was so far gone, Angelus knew he wouldn’t stop him even if he could.

Trousers unbuttoned, Angelus inched them down past the narrow hips. “Raise your hips for me William.” When the boy did as he asked, Angelus pulled them down further, the garment sliding down slim, muscular legs. Tossing them aside, he gently removed the boy’s undergarments. Kneeling between the spread legs, he stared at William in all his naked glory. His pale skin was glowing in the firelight, the shadows of the flames flickering red and gold. His eyes grazed over the beautiful body lying open before him. Glancing up into William’s eyes, sparkling with need, he moistened his suddenly dry lips. Lowering himself, he placed a kiss on the boy’s stomach. He trailed his fingers lightly down the inside of the soft flesh of William’s inner thigh, following it with his tongue. William’s legs began to tremble. Reaching back, he grabbed William’s ankles and urged him to bend at the knee, feet flat on the floor. Lying down between the bent legs, Angelus did something he never before allowed himself to do, something he was helpless to prevent himself from doing – he placed a long, lazy lick to the underside of William’s hard shaft, following the blue vein to the top of his cock head.

William moaned loudly, grabbing the fur of the rug in this fists and pulling it. His cocked twitched. Head poised over the top of the boy’s shaft, he watched William as he slid the foreskin back and closed his mouth around the tip of the shaft. Slowly, he slid his mouth down the quivering shaft until the head hit the back of his throat. He heard William mumbling incoherently, grasping at him. Raising slowly along the hard length, he sucked hard, moving his tongue along the hardness in his mouth as he went up and down. With his other hand, he reached for the boy’s sac and started rolling it around in the palm of his large hand. William’s hips were bucking uncontrollably into Angelus’ mouth. Releasing the cock, he moved his mouth down to William’s balls and took them in his mouth, while wrapping his hand around Williams cock and stroking him.

Gathering some of the seminal fluid flowing out of William’s cock with his fingers, he traced them along the sensitive path between the sack and William’s virginal opening. Continuing his strokes on William’s cock, he teased the pucker, watching it quiver. Slowly, he inserted one finger to the first knuckle. He felt William’s body stiffen. Pausing, he cooed, “Relax William. I’m not going to hurt you…shhh relax yourself for me.” Seeing that his words were having no effect on the boy and not wanting to take the chance of ruining the progress he’d made so far, he removed his finger and returned his attention to William’s cock until he was once again bucking up into his mouth, lost in the sensation coursing through his untried body.

As Angelus sucked on William’s shaft, he ground himself again the rug, cock hard, raging for release. He could feel his own balls tightening and knew that even with his control, he wasn’t going to last much longer. Rising, he undid his trousers and removed them quickly. He had to feel William’s hard length against this own. Completely naked, he crawled up the shuddering body and lay down slowly, completely covering the smaller man. Gazing with a tenderness he never knew he could have for another person, let alone this small slip of a boy, remembered words came unbidden. In a soft voice, filled with emotion, he whispered to the man staring back at him.
 

At the loving words spoken to him with so much emotion and gentleness, William drew Angelus’ mouth to his and kissed him, trying to pour his own powerful feelings into the touch of his lips…trying to let Angelus know the passionate desires were reciprocated.

Neither wanting to release the other, they moved against each other, pre-cum mixing, aiding in easing the movement. Wanting to see William as he came, he reluctantly released the boy’s mouth and watched the writhing body beneath him, feeling every move and thrust up against his own body. He placed his hands on either side of William and continued to move with him, all the while never taking his brown eyes from the blue orbs below him.

“Angelus….” William moaned. “I…I…”

“I know William, I feel it too.”

William’s thrusts sped up – hips rose from the floor, straining against the body above him. The vampire watched as the pupils of William’s eyes dilated. William screamed Angelus’ name as he came hard, his voice reverberating off the walls of the room. Sliding in the copious amount of fluid that William released, Angelus moved faster against the body still shuddering beneath him, sliding against the softening cock. William looked up at him, shyly smiling as he ran his tongue over his dry lips. That did it for Angelus, one final push against William, and he shouted the boy’s name as he came.

Angelus continued to move against William’s slick body as his cock softened. The shuddering of his body slowed down as he lowered himself, feeling the fast and steady beat of William’s heart as he lay on top of him, covering him like a blanket. Not ready to break the closeness between them, Angelus lowered his head and kissed William. Bringing his hands underneath William’s sweat-soaked locks, he rolled them over so that William was now on top.

William laid his head down on Angelus’ broad chest, never noticing the lack of a beating heart. Angelus caressed William’s back, running his fingers lightly along the supple spine, dropping kisses to the top of the damp head. Picking up on the even breathing of William, Angelus knew that his boy had fallen into an exhausted sleep. Glancing over at the fire, he was relieved to see it still blazing, as he was reluctant to release the sleeping form encased in his arms even for a moment. Tightening his hold, he closed his eyes and joined this beloved boy in exhausted sleep.

Waking up a bit later with a shivering William still lying on top on him, Angelus glanced over to the fire and saw that it was now nothing but glowing embers. Gently moving the trembling body onto the soft fur, he went over to the fireplace and as quietly as he could and added more logs. Once they caught, he stoked the fire until it blazed. Returning to the sleeping boy, he lay down behind him so that William was directly in front of the fire. He drew William close to him and fell back to sleep.

~Part: 8~

Several hours later, a pair of blue eyes opened. Stretching, he glanced around and realized he wasn’t in his room. He remembered he was in Angelus’ home. Heart racing, he eased away from the other body and stood. He looked around desperately for his clothes. Finding them, he got dressed as quickly as he could, trying not to sneak glances at the naked man lying on the rug. Oh God! What have I done? I have to get out of here! I can’t be here…I can’t face him when he wakes up. What will he think of me?

He calmed himself. Ever the gentleman he hurried to the desk and sat down. He wanted to at least leave Angelus a note, so he took a piece of paper, picked up the pen and wrote; glancing over his shoulder to make sure he was still sleeping.

When finished, he folded the paper and looked around the room, wanting to place it where Angelus was sure to see it. Noticing the mantle over the fireplace, he walked over and placed it on the stone ledge against one of the figurines. He turned and stared down at Angelus. His eyes were closed and his face was bathed in the warm glow of the fire. He is a beautiful man. An artist should draw him. I have never met anyone like him, passionate and kind and… William started realizing that his body was reacting to the man lying peacefully in front of him. Oh God I must go!

Once outside on the street, he looked around. He wasn’t familiar with this part of town. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to leave. How do I get home now? Too scared to go back inside, he squared his shoulders and started walking. It was early morning, but still dark. He just hoped that he would come across something familiar or an empty carriage at least.

After walking a few blocks, he saw a carriage and driver. Checking his pockets, glad that he had some money, he quickened his steps and approached the vehicle. The driver agreed to take him home. Climbing in, he stared out the window as he went home, hoping he did the right thing.
 

When Angelus awoke, he was lying in front of the fire alone. Sitting up, he extended his senses to try to pick up on William’s heartbeat. He knew the boy had left when he couldn’t. Dammit!! The sun was up now, so he couldn’t go after him – he’d have to wait until sunset. Standing, he saw the slip of folded paper on the mantle. Picking it up, he ran his finger across his name scrawled across the front. He opened and read the note.

After he read the note, Angelus angrily crumpled it into a ball and was about to throw it into the flames. Calming down, he sat at the desk and lovingly smoothed out the paper. Pressing his hand across it, he tried as best as he could to get out all the wrinkles. Looking down at it, he read it again. In my impatience, did I push him too fast…should I have waited? Maybe I should have just taken him straight home last night. What do I do now? Do I go over tonight and try and see him? What if he won’t see me? What if he doesn’t want to see me at all anymore? Dammit, I won’t let him run from me! At a loss on how to fix this, Angelus paced the room, his body seething in anger. He didn’t know who he was more furious with – himself for pushing the boy or William for running out on him. Realizing he was still naked, he grabbed his clothes off the floor and stormed upstairs.

After cleaning himself up and dressing, he returned downstairs and threw himself in one of chairs. He racked his brain trying to think of some way to fix the situation. He refused to believe that it was a lost cause. He knew he could get William back, but he just didn’t know how. Do I send a note to the boy, apologizing for my behavior last night? Why do I need to apologize? He’s the one that wanted to come to my home. He’s the one that didn’t spurn my advances last night. Should I just reveal myself as the admirer? What will his reaction be to that? Or should I keep sending him notes from the admirer? God, what do I do? This boy has me undone! Looking at his watch impatiently, he saw that he still had a few hours to go until sunset. Until then, he was trapped.

When William got home, he snuck up to his room quietly, hoping not to wake his mother. He wasn’t ready to answer any questions he was sure she would have. In fact, he wasn’t ready to answer the questions that had been running around in his head since he woke up in Angelus’ arms this morning.

Not bothering to remove his clothes, he threw himself down on his bed, hugging the pillow tightly. What have I done? How can I have these desires? What must Angelus think of me? How could I have done what I did with him? He’s a man – I’m a man. Oh I understand now what he’s been telling me. What I witnessed last night! I wouldn’t have believed it, if I didn’t see it with my own eyes. But… William rolled over to his back and stared at the ceiling. Angelus is an artist. He has traveled. He has obviously had these experiences before. But how could I do something so intimate with someone I just met? What does that say about me? What does that make me? William continued lying there, contemplating the thoughts tumbling through his mind. He really didn’t want to delve too deeply into his subconscious to find the answer. He wished he could ignore them, but the questions in his mind wouldn’t leave him alone. What do I feel? I know I have been lonely. I did not realize how I much I needed to be touched. Do I actually have feelings for another man? Yes, I think I do. His touch sets me aflame! I have no control when he is near. Oh God! I never knew I could experience such passion. My body comes alive when I am with him. My heart pounds in my chest. I cannot catch my breath! I…I do. I do. I have feelings for Angelus and they are more than what one should have for a friend. William covered his face with the pillow and screamed into it. Later the pillow was wet with his tears.

As soon as it got dark enough, Angelus was out of the house, flagging down a carriage. Arriving at William’s, he bounded out of the coach and raced up to the door. He didn’t have to wait long before William opened it. Smiling down at the boy he asked, “May I come in?” William stepped aside and the vampire strode past him into the foyer.

Closing the door, the two men stood there. William refused to meet his eyes. “William, is there somewhere we can talk privately?”

William nodded and led Angelus into the sitting room. Closing the doors, he turned and looked at Angelus who was sitting on the settee. He walked to the chair across from where Angelus was sitting. Before he could sit down, the vampire spoke, “William, join me?” He patted the empty spot next to him. William joined him, sitting on the edge, his body stiff with tension.

“You left before I woke this morning?”

“Yes, I apologize for that. Did you see the note I left for you?” He looked up at the vampire.

“Yes, I did. I would have preferred that you had stayed though. We could have talked. I could have assuaged your fears.”

“I just couldn’t Angelus. I was embarrassed and scared.”

“Why? I thought we had settled that. There is nothing wrong with what we shared.”

“I understand that, Angelus. I really do. It’s just that…”

“It’s just what?”

“Well, I was afraid of what you thought of me. I mean, we’ve only just met and here I let you do those things to me…”

“What I thought about you? You thought I’d think badly of you?”

William didn’t answer the question immediately. He was fiddling with a loose thread on the cuff of his shirt. Angelus reached over and took William’s hands in his. William looked up at him shyly and nodded.

“Oh William, my beautiful, innocent boy. I could never think ill of you. I thought perhaps that I had gone too far with my attention and you would think me too brazen.”

“I would never think badly of you, Angelus…never.”

Angelus smiled at the boy, moving closer to him. “Do you regret what happened between us last night?”

“No, not really.”

“Do you think we shouldn’t see each other anymore?”

“God no! I don’t think that!”

“Then what do you think we should do?”

William shrugged, “I don’t know. I do know that I like having you as a friend. I like your company. I’ve learned so much from you. I enjoy your enthusiasm about art. Outside of mother, I have never had anyone to talk with about poetry; about anything interesting.”

“I enjoy your company also, William. Your innocence has softened my rather jaded heart.”

“It’s just that…”

“What William? Tell me what you are thinking.”

“It’s just that I think…I think I feel for you more than a friend should.” Embarrassed by his confession, he tried to turn away from Angelus. Angelus took the boy into his arms and brought him close to him, but he did not relax.

Kissing the top of his head, “William, are you saying that you think you desire me?”

“Yes.”

“What do you want to do about that?”

Sitting up, he looked directly at the older man. “I just don’t know. I mean I’ve thought about it all day. I don’t understand how I can have feelings for you as we haven’t known each other long…and…and…you’re a man. Oh I understand everything you’ve told me, but it’s still hard to accept. Do you understand that? I was raised to believe that I would only have passion for a woman, my wife.” William was getting agitated now.

“I do understand that William – believe me I do. I have a suggestion, if you want to hear it?”

William nodded.

“How about we go slowly – get to know each other better. Would that make you more comfortable?”

“You’d be willing to do that…for me?”

“I’d do anything for you William. I don’t want you to walk out of my life, just when I found you. I…” Angelus stopped, surprised at his confession.

William fairly beamed at what Angelus had just revealed. “Yes, I’d be more comfortable if we moved slowly…I ..I…” Before William could finish his sentence, there was a knock a the door.

Excusing himself, he got up and started to leave, when Angelus grabbed his hand and pulled the young man towards him. William ended up in his lap. Smiling, he kissed the boy, before letting him answer the door.

Walking out of the room, he glanced over his shoulder at Angelus with a shy smile.

Returning, Angelus saw the frown on William’s face. “What is it, William? What’s wrong?”

From behind his back, he showed Angelus the bouquet of flowers. They were a mix of wild violets and primroses. He also showed him the envelope that had been delivered with the flowers.

“Come here William.” William rejoined the vampire on the settee. “Why are you distressed? I thought you were excited about your secret admirer?”

“I was, but now…I mean…you and me…”

“Well what did the note say?”

William shrugged, “I don’t know. I haven’t read it yet.”

“Do you want me to go, so you can read it in private?”

“No, please stay.”

Angelus nodded, and watched as the boy reluctantly broke the seal, withdrew the page from the envelope, and read the note. He could see that the contents were upsetting the young man. He started rubbing his back, trying to calm him down.

“What is it?”

William handed the note to Angelus. The vampire took the note and read it.

When he finished reading the note, he handed it back to William. “It would appear that you are finally going to meet your admirer.”

“Yes, but…”

“But what? Don’t you want to meet them? You’ve been thinking of nothing else since you started receiving the flowers and notes.”

“I know, but now there is …there is…something between us? How can I meet this person now? Do you think I should…still?”

“Yes I do.”

“But why? I don’t understand? I mean, I thought…”

“I know William, but I think that regardless of what’s going on between us, you should at least meet this person. You are inexperienced. You may find that this person is more of the type for you.”

“How can you say that? Do you not want me after all? Was I that much of a disappointment? Is this is your way of letting me go, telling me you aren’t interested?”

Grabbing the young man by the arms, he yanked him to his body, and gave him a bruising kiss, forcing his tongue into his mouth. There was no gentleness to this kiss, it was a kiss of possession. Pushing William away from him, “No William, I am very much interested, but I want you to be sure because once you make your decision, there will be no going back, no changing your mind. If you decide you want us, you will be mine. I won’t let anyone else have you.”

William shuddered at the almost harsh, demanding tone in Angelus’ voice. The vampire could see the fright in the blue eyes, but he saw something else also – excitement. It would appear my boy likes the possessiveness. Could it be that there is more to this innocent creature than I thought? It will be fun finding out.

“So have you decided? Are you going to meet this person?” William just nodded yes, brushing his fingers against his bruised lips.

“Good. Well now that we have that settled, would you like to go out or just stay in?” When William didn’t answer him, he asked again, “William?”

“What? Did you say something?”

Angelus chuckled. He is going to have to kiss this boy senseless more often. “I was asking if you wanted to go out or stay in. Are you hungry?” William nodded that he was.

“Okay, then. Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, I just need to tell mother.”

“Well, off you go then. I’ll be waiting by the door for you.” Both men got up, Angelus the steadier of the two. While William went upstairs to tell his mother he was going out, Angelus waited patiently by the door. When William returned, Angelus opened the door for him and they both walked out to the waiting carriage.

~Part: 9~

They enjoyed a wonderful meal and conversation. They shared their feelings about art and poetry. Angelus mentioned the painter, Dante Gabriel Rossetti and his sister, the poetess Christina Rossetti and the pre-Raphaelite movement. The connection between art and poetry was important to William.

“The paintings are sensual; soft, rounded women with hair cascading down their backs. Their faces look peaceful but their eyes stare into the distance – almost as if they are searching for someone.” Angelus remarked.

“Yes I agree and Christina’s lyrical, rather sad poetry complements her brother’s painting. I cannot forget these lines.” William responded.
 

Angelus reached out and brushed his fingers across William’s hand and smiled. “So beside writing your poetry, what else do you like? Do you go to the theatre?” He asked.

“I love the theatre, but I don’t go as much as I like. I have no one to go with, except mother. With her illness, she can’t go out as often she used to.”

“Would you like to go tonight? It’s still early.”

“I’d love too.” William gushed excitedly.

Angelus smiled at the boy’s enthusiasm. “Well actually, the place I had in mind probably isn’t the type of theatre you are used to attending. I thought of something a bit more exciting. Have you been to any of the music halls that are in town?”

“Music halls? No, I don’t believe I have. What are they like?”

“They are quite lively. It would be another new experience for you William. Are you interested?”

Not wanting to appear any more staid that he really was, “Yes, I’d like to go.”

“Good. Let’s finish our dinner, and then we’ll go.”

After they had finished their meal, they went outside and flagged down a carriage. Giving their destination to the driver, the men settled in for the short ride.

“Where is this music hall you mentioned?”

“It’s not far, just over on Pitfield Street.”

“So we are going to the Britannia Theatre?”

“No, it’s The Variety. It’s not far from the Britannia though.”

“What type of entertainment do they provided?”

Angelus laughed. “Actually there is quite a variety of acts on stage. There are comic skits and aerial acts and sometimes animals doing tricks. There is always singing and dancing. I must warn you the songs are often suggestive and rather bawdy. And there are often surprise performers. We don’t have to go if you are uncomfortable William.”

“Sounds exciting and far different from what I’ve seen. You’ve shown me so much. It’s incredible.”

Angelus smiled again at the boy and reached across the coach to grasp his hands. William returned the smile, his eyes shining in anticipation.

The carriage slowed as they arrived at the theatre. When they exited, they were suddenly in the midst of a throng of people, all entering the theatre. Angelus held William’s hand and pushed his way through the crowd. He wanted to get good seats so that the boy could see everything. They found acceptable seats and settled in to wait for the show to start.

The lights went down, and Angelus watched William sit forward in his seat as the curtain opened. A series of ropes crisscrossed above the brightly lit stage. A man dressed in a tight fitting costume sat on a swing on one side and a woman in a very abbreviated costume was on the other. They began to swing and suddenly the man slipped off, catching his legs on the swing, hanging upside down. William gasped and grabbed unconsciously for Angelus’ hand. After swinging a few times, the woman released her legs and flew into the air. Angelus saw William eyes widen in terror. He and many others in the audience sighed in relief when the man caught her and then burst into bravos! After they finished their act, the curtain closed and the house lights went up. Some in the audience left their seats to go into the adjacent pub for drinks.

“Well William, what did you think?” Angelus asked grinning.

“Oh Angelus, I swear my heart stopped when they slipped from the swings and then when she let go and flew through the air, I couldn’t breathe! Does anyone ever fall?”

“Not that I’ve heard. Would you like something to drink?”

“Do we have time? It is a little warm in here.”

“I’ll get us something. You stay here.” Angelus maneuvered through the crowd and returned shortly with large glasses of ale. “Ah the lights are flickering. The next act is about to begin.”

Angelus continued to watch William out of the corner of his eye. He couldn’t wait to see what reaction this performer would elicit from the inexperienced youth.

A well-endowed woman with long black hair walked out onto the stage in a form fitting spangled red dress. She fluttered a red scarf in her hand and began to sing. Her voice was lovely, low and husky. She sang a sad love song and then a series of popular tunes, each one bawdier than the last. The audience laughed and clapped. William’s eyes were riveted on the woman. Even in the dimness, Angelus could tell that he was blushing, but he never looked away. All I have to do is look at him and my cock hardens wanting his hands to stroke it. No one has captivated me like this boy. I have to have him – I have to have him for eternity.

The woman finished her songs and bowed to the thunderous applause. Suddenly she stood up straighter. She reached up to her head and pulled off the black wig. The singer was not a woman but a man! Many in the audience were shocked into silence including William. Others stood and clapped and hooted. She or he curtsied, smiled and swept off the stage. The lights went up again. Angelus looked at the boy’s stunned face. He put his hand on William’s shoulder.

“Angelus, how does he look so much like a woman? His face has no trace of a beard. His body looks…looks female.” William sputtered.

Again Angelus laughed. “Apparently, there are some young men who do not develop the same as most men. Their bodies hover between male and female. The Greek term is hermaphrodite.”

William sank back in the chair. “I had no idea of any of this! I mean I knew there were music halls. Percy and his friends talked often about them. I didn’t really pay attention to their conversations. I never knew there were so many different types of performers.”

“William, you live quietly with your mother. You don’t go out with male friends. How would you learn about this? Are you glad I brought you here?”

The boy turned his flushed face to the vampire. He smiled weakly. “It is much to digest. My emotions have raced from terror to joy and now to total confusion. Angelus, when I am with you I never know what new feelings I will experience. You have opened my eyes and my mind to art and now to…to new and…titillating entertainment.”

The house lights dimmed again and several more acts performed. Finally, the small band began to play a boisterous melody. Suddenly six young women in satin and ruffled dresses ran out onto the stage and began to dance the can-can. Men in the audience stood and clapped and cheered. Angelus turned toward William and to his surprise, the boy was clapping and cheering with everyone else. He is innocent and he may hesitate, but he wants these new experiences. A lust for life is hidden beneath his proper exterior. Spending eternity with William will be exciting as well as passionate. I want to open his eyes to so many things!

When the show was over, they rose and exited the theatre. William couldn’t stop talking about what he had just witnessed.

“Well that was something. I’d have to say it was quite risqué, but I found it enjoyable. Do you think we can go again sometime?”

Angelus laughed out loud and William blushed and smiled sheepishly. Putting his arm on the shoulders of his companion, “Yes of course William, we can come back if you’d like.” Angelus flagged down a carriage. Still laughing, Angelus got into the coach with William.

“So what now William?”

“Well it is quite late, I think I should go home.”

“Home it is, my friend.”

When they arrived back at William’s house, Angelus walked him to the door. William opened it and stood there.

“William?”

“Well…I…I…was wondering if you’d like to come in… for a … would you like a brandy? But if you would rather go home, I understand.”

“Thank you.” Angelus entered the house. “A brandy sounds nice.”

William smiled as he closed the door. “Go on in and make yourself comfortable. I just need to check on mother. Help yourself to a drink. I’ll be right back.” William went up the stairs while Angelus went into the sitting room.

Pouring two brandies, Angelus started to pull the vial out of his pocket. Thinking that maybe it wouldn’t be needed, he dropped the vial back in. He took off his coat and draped it on the arm of the settee. Just as he was sitting down, William entered the room.

Angelus looked up at William. “How’s your mother?”

“She’s fine. Thank you for asking.”

Angelus raised the glass he had poured for William. The young man took the snifter. Before he could walk away, Angelus patted the empty spot next to him. When William sat down, Angelus threw his arm across the back. As they sipped their drinks, William went on excitedly about the show they had just seen. As the vampire listened, he started playing with a lock of William’s hair. As William continued to talk, Angelus moved his hand and started caressing the back of William’s neck, feeling him tremble at the contact.

“Angelus?” William asked nervously.

“Shhh…” Keeping his hand on the back of William’s neck, he placed his glass on the nearby table. Taking William’s glass, he put it on the same table next to his. He really wanted to see William’s reaction to his attentions without his head being muddled with alcohol and laudanum. Moving closer to the nervous boy, Angelus reached for him and swung him around into his lap.

“Oh!” Was all William could say when he found himself straddling his friend.

“There, much better.” Angelus unbuttoned the brown jacket and pushed it off William’s shoulders, letting it fall down his arm and onto the floor. Then he moved his fingers to work on the buttons of the white shirt that was hiding the slim body he wanted to embrace.

William put his hands on Angelus to stop him. “Angelus…mother…”

“She’s sleeping, correct?”

“Well, yes she is, but…”

“Then we’ll have to be quiet. I have to touch you William. Please let me touch you.” Grabbing William by the back of his head, he brought it down to his mouth and kissed the boy, slipping his tongue inside. He increased the pressure on William’s lips and he responded immediately, meeting Angelus’ questing tongue with his own..

While he had William otherwise occupied, his hands moved back up to the buttons of his shirt. Once he got to the last button, he pushed the garment from William’s shoulders and let it fall to join the jacket on the floor. William’s hands were flat against Angelus’ broad chest. The vampire moved them to the buttons and encouraged the boy to undo them. William slowly unbuttoned the shirt. When he got to the last button, Angelus leaned forward and William pushed it from his shoulders. With his shirt now removed, he wrapped his arms around William and brought him so that his bare chest was against his.

Releasing the boy’s head, he trailed his long fingers down the side of William’s face, to his neck, pausing on the pulse that was now pounding. His hands continued their downward path. He swept his nails across the hard pink nubs. Taking each one between his fingers, he twisted and pulled them. William moaned into his mouth and started gyrating against the bulge of the vampire’s hard shaft that was straining against the black material.

William broke the kiss, trying to catch his breath. He threw his head back, breathing hard. The motion brought the pale chest closer to Angelus. Lowering his head, he replaced one set of fingers with his mouth. Flicking the pink nub with his tongue, he then closed his mouth over it. He bit down on it with human teeth and pulled gently.

“Angelus…please…”

Lifting his head, Angelus asked, “Please what Will, tell me what you want? Do you want me to stop?”

“God help me, but no! More…please I want more!”

With that invitation, how could he resist? Didn’t take long for my boy to forget all about his poor, sick mother upstairs. God, but this boy was glorious…so responsive. Angelus moved his free hand down and quickly popped the buttons to William’s trousers. Reaching inside, he drew out the hard shaft, pre-cum already glistening on the tip. Through passion-glazed eyes, William watched while Angelus ran his finger across the tip, sweeping up the fluid. William shuddered at the touch. His blue eyes followed as Angelus brought his finger to his mouth and licked the milky fluid.

Returning his hand to William’s cock, he swept it across again, gathering up more of the pre-cum. When he brought his finger up in front to his mouth to taste the sweetness that was his boy, he saw William’s blue orbs dilate. “Open up William.” William did as he requested. Angelus placed his finger into the warm mouth. “Taste yourself William.” His mouth closed immediately around the digit. Angelus slowly drew his finger from his mouth. “What do you think?”

“It’s got a strange taste…a bit salty. Is that what you taste like?”

“I don’t know. We’ll have to find out later, okay?” William nodded.

Angelus returned his hand to William’s hardness. William leaned forward, dropping his forehead to the broad shoulder. He was moving on Angelus in time with the strokes on this cock. Angelus felt teeth biting him, but not hard enough to break the skin. Angelus wanted more of William. With some difficulty, he finally removed his trousers. Totally naked now, Angelus had full access to the body that he craved.

Bringing his head up off the shoulder, William whispered in Angelus’ ear, “I…I…want to touch you…I want to feel you against me…will you let me?”

Angelus groaned at the request, “God yes, William…please.”

William stopped moving against Angelus and dropped his hands to his trousers. Once he did that, he was at a loss as to what to do. At the boy’s hesitation, Angelus encouraged him, “Go ahead, take it out.” Reaching in, William took the throbbing member into his hand and released it from the material. The vampire let the human scoot back so he could have easier access to his cock.

William looked down at the organ, then back up at Angelus. Chewing on his bottom lip, he asked, “What do I do? I mean…”

Charmed once again by the boy’s innocence, Angelus wrapped his hand around William’s and proceeded to show him what to do. William watched as the two hands moved up and down on the hard shaft. Angelus looked down and had to admit that it was quite an erotic sight to behold. As they both continued to stroke his cock, he saw William’s other hand move. Seeing the pre-cum leaking out of the tip, he knew what the boy wanted.

Looking up at the boy he asked, “Do you want to taste me?” William nodded. Angelus stopped the motions on his shaft, while William moved the fingers of his other hand across the cock head, gathering some of the fluid on the tip of his finger. He brought his finger up and paused. “Go ahead.” Angelus encouraged. William closed his eyes as he placed his finger on his tongue and tasted the vampire. He couldn’t wait until William tasted him properly by taking his cock into his mouth. He knew that right now, that was something the boy wasn’t ready for, but soon.

When William removed his finger, Angelus crushed his mouth against William’s. He could taste himself, mingled with the taste of William on his tongue. The mixture of the two of them was intoxicating. Dropping his hands from William’s head, he reached down and grasped his trousers by the waistband and pushed them down. Raising his hips, he slipped the garment further down. He asked William to raise up. When he did, he fully removed his own pants and tossed them on the floor. He slid the naked boy up his legs so his bare body was ensconced over him, both of their cocks erect, touching.

William’s hands moved to play with Angelus’ nipples. “Harder, please…please.” William pinched and twisted them, watching the pleasure spread over Angelus’ face. The vampire could see the fascination on the boy’s face as he watched his reactions. Not so shy any more, William moved a hand down, took Angelus into his small hand and started stroking slowly. Angelus rose up into the hand; William never took his eyes off of his face. “That’s it William…God, how I love it when you touch me.” Spurned on by the encouragement, the boy ran the flat of his hand across the tip of the large shaft he grasped. Angelus jerked at the touch on the sensitive head and groaned. A smile formed on the beautiful face in front of him. “Take them both lad…feel us both together in your hand.” William did and began stroking both cocks. His hips started rocking against Angelus.

The vampire slid down the couch a little. Bringing his hand up in front of William, “Open for me William.” He slipped a finger into the warm, most cavern. After getting the digit good and slick, he reached behind William. “Now relax for me William. I promise I won’t hurt you.” God, he had to be inside this boy. I just hope he will allow it. Gently, he brushed the slick finger over the puckered opening. He felt it quiver under his touch. Circling the opening, he whispered, “Relax…” With his other hand he brought William’s head down and distracted him with a bruising kiss, pushing his tongue in, wrestling with William’s. Slowly he pushed his finger in to the first knuckle. The body gyrating on him stopped and stiffened. He paused, letting the boy get used to the intrusion. He ran his other hand up and down the supple spine, but he never stopped kissing the boy. When he felt the young man finally relax, he twisted his finger in the tight opening before pushing the digit in farther.

William sat up to catch his breath and when he did, Angelus’ finger slipped in deeper. The human’s blue eyes widened and he looked at Angelus. The vampire smiled, “Can you feel me inside you?” The boy nodded. “God, you are so tight and warm.” William blushed and the vampire brought him back down until their lips met once again. Pushing his finger deeper still, he moved it around, trying to find that spot. When his finger hit the soft, spongy mass, the boy jerked and moaned into the cool mouth. “You liked that, didn’t you my boy?” Angelus murmured into William’s mouth. The boy did nothing but nod.

“Can you do that again, please…” he murmured. Angelus did. He moved his finger in and out of the virginal tightness, making sure to hit his prostrate every time. William was keening now, speeding up the strokes on their cocks. Breaking the kiss, he laid his head on Angelus’ shoulder. The vampire removed his finger and slicked two up this time with his own saliva. Returning to the opening, he slowly inserted both fingers, stopping at the first knuckle again. William squirmed at the addition. “Relax, William…Take me in. Bear down a bit.” When he did, the vampire was able to slide the two digits in until they scraped across that soft spot once again. He felt William’s teeth grab onto to the skin of his shoulder, his grasp tightening on their cocks. Angelus didn’t thrust his fingers. He wiggled them inside of the boy, tapping on his prostate. The boy started moving on his own, up and down on the two fingers embedded in him. “That’s it…” As William rocked on Angelus’ fingers, he resumed stroking their cocks in rhythm to fucking himself on the fingers. On each downward stroke, Angelus made sure he hit the sweet spot. William was breathing hard, keening and groaning. He was biting hard on the shoulder gripped between his teeth. This boy was glorious in the throes of passion. I have to see him, look at him. He lifted the head from his shoulder. He knew the boy wouldn’t last much longer. “Look at me…” William brought his head up; he closed his eyes at the sensations on his cock and in his ass. “No, open your beautiful eyes…I want to watch you as you get pleasure.”

William rocked up and down on Angelus’ fingers, pulling on their cocks as he moved. His mouth opened and closed as sounds of pleasure came out of his mouth. Angelus took over stroking their cocks, as William put his hands on Angelus’ shoulder for balance as he sped up his motions on the fingers embedded in him.

He moaned, “I…I…God Angelus…that’s…I…I…” The boy was incoherent now.

“That’s it William…let yourself go…feel it…come on William…come for me…”

The blues eyes darkened as his body stiffened. Dropping his head back to the broad shoulder, he bit hard as he sought his release, using the shoulder to muffle his cry as he came all over the hand stroking him. His seed spurted out onto the broad chest. William bit down so hard he broke the skin. Drops of blood seeped from the wound, but William didn’t release his mouth; he bit harder as he continued to come. As he felt the boy biting down on his shoulder and the muscle surrounding his finger clench tighter, Angelus came with a harsh cry.

William continued moving on the fingers as he came down from the pleasure-induced high. As he slowed down, Angelus removed his fingers and William sighed at losing the feeling of being filled. The vampire removed his hand from the softening cocks.

Sitting up, the boy saw the wound and the blood on his friend’s shoulder. He closed his eyes, “I’m sorry Angelus…I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t know what came over me.”

The vampire brought his head closer to William’s until their foreheads touched. He looked directly into the blue eyes still glazed with passion, “You didn’t hurt me William…if I were to be truthful…I loved it when you bit me. God, the passion you have in you…the passion you bring out in me. We were made for each other.”

William was grinning now. “That was just…I can’t find the words…but the feeling of you inside of me…I just lost control…I…It doesn’t make me bad for liking it does it?”

“No, my sweet boy, you are far from bad. It is a natural act; an act of pleasure. You enjoy those normal sensations…you were made for pleasure…I look forward to giving you even more pleasure when you are ready. I’ll make you soar, boy. You’ll soar so high, you’ll never want to come down.”

William surprised Angelus when he crushed his mouth to his own, bruising his lips, forcing his tongue into the older man’s mouth, desperate to touch. William drew his tongue into his mouth and started sucking on it.. Angelus felt himself get hard again, but knew the boy wasn’t ready for another go around. He felt William’s hand slide down his chest, which was now coated in milky fluid. When William broke the kiss, he brought his hand up and placed his fingers into his mouth. The vampire couldn’t do anything but watch as the boy licked his fingers clean; closing his eyes, savoring the taste of their co-mingled essence.

“God boy, what you do to me…I want you…I need you so bad.” With William still in his lap, he leaned forward, holding the boy with one strong arm, while reaching with the other for the floor, picking up William’s pants and shirt. With them in his hands, he wrapped his other arm around the lean body and stood up. William tightened his legs around the wide waist as the vampire walked with him out of the room and up the stairs. William didn’t even question the vampire’s actions or how he knew where his room was.

Once in the room, Angelus closed the door with his foot, dropped the boy’s clothes on the floor and carried him to the large bed. He was hard again, looking at the sated boy lying on the big bed, arms raised over his head, eyes glowing in the dark. “God, what you do to me boy…I want to take you here and now, but I know you aren’t ready yet.” He lowered himself, covering the flushed body on the bed. He moved his hard cock against the soft one of the human. He couldn’t stop – didn’t want to stop, but he did. He saw the exhausted look on the boy’s face. Dropping a few kisses to his lips, he rolled off him. Standing next to the bed, he covered the boy with the quilt folded at the bottom. Leaning down, he placed another kiss on the pink lips. He felt William’s arms wrapped around his neck, trying to pull him down. Fighting the pull easily. “No, my boy. I need to leave, but I’ll see you tomorrow night.”.

Releasing his arms, the boy let them drop back down to the bed. As Angelus reached the door, he ask, “Angelus…why is it we only see each other at night. Can we not see each other during the day?”

Turning to answer the human, “I’d like to William, but I have business I take care of during the day. Once my business is concluded, we will be spending all our days and nights together. Don’t worry.” He saw the wave of relief wash over the boy’s face. “I’ll pick you at seven o’clock then?” The boy nodded drowsily and closed his eyes. Angelus looked once more at his boy, fighting his urge to stay and fuck the boy senseless. He hurried downstairs and dressed before exiting the house quietly.

~Part: 10~

Angelus roamed the streets of London, still rock hard. He was famished. Not many people were about in the early hours of the morning, so he took what he could find, leaving them lying in the alleys when he was through with them. Nourished now, he made his way home.

Removing his clothes as he ascended the staircase, he slipped into bed. His thoughts returned to the house he just left. William, sitting astride of him, rocking against his groin, running his soft hands along his chest, pinching and twisting his nipples. Angelus’ hand moved down to his erect cock. He grasped it, sliding the foreskin up and down his length. He pumped into his fist, visualizing William sliding down, biting him, leaving marks along his body before reaching his shaft and taking it into his mouth, sucking on it, licking along the blue vein, scraping it lightly with his teeth. Angelus pumped his cock furiously into his hand. In his fantasy, William breeched him with one of his fingers and he screamed. His come erupted, arching into the air and landing on his chest. Panting for breath he didn’t need, he was disturbed by the visual he just had and its effect on him. He’d never been taken…it wasn’t in his nature. He was always the dominant one. Then why that fantasy? It disturbed him greatly. Pushing the unsettling thoughts from his mind, he closed his eyes and fell into an exhausted sleep.
 

William woke up with the sun shining high in the mid-day sky. He was twisted up in the quilt covering him, hugging the pillow close to him. He rolled over to his back and winced slightly at the tenderness in his backside.

Knowing he should get up and spend some time with his mother, he continued to lie there. He felt guilty about not spending as much time with his mother as he should, but he was enjoying his time with Angelus so much. I’ll make it up to her, he promised to himself. Releasing his mother from his mind, he drifted onto other, more pleasant thoughts – thoughts of Angelus, the things he did to his body, the pleasure he felt at his touch. He found himself hardening at those thoughts. He remembered last night and what they did with his mother right upstairs. He couldn’t believe it, but admitted he found that exciting, knowing that they weren’t alone and could be discovered. Where did this side of me come from? I’d never had thoughts like this before meeting Angelus. Licking his lips, he returned to his recollections of last night.

He spread his legs, feeling the soreness in the muscles of his thighs from straddling Angelus. Once he got over his shock of being pulled into his friend’s lap, he found that he liked that – felt like he had some control in that position, but he knew who really had the control – Angelus. Not realizing what he was doing, his fingers started playing with his nipples. His deft fingers twisted and pinched the hard nubs and his thoughts wandered back to last night – tasting Angelus. It was salty, but with something else that was strictly Angelus. He hoped he got the chance to taste him again. He remembered the first night when Angelus took him in his mouth and the feeling of his cool mouth on his shaft. As he was lost in those thoughts, his hand crept down to his cock, which was fully erect now. As if knowing what it wanted, he wrapped his hand around it, pulling the foreskin down, stroking it, twisting his hand around as he ran it up and down the shaft. When he reached the top, he swiped his finger across the top, feeling the fluid oozing from the thin slit.

Closing his eyes, he switched hands, and brought the wet finger to his mouth and tasted himself. He sucked the fluid from his finger, while continuing to stroke himself, imagining his hand was Angelus’ mouth. He pushed up into his hand while gripping himself tighter. His mind traveled further back, to the party – the room with all the men – seeing Percy on his hands and knees. In his fantasy, he replaced Percy with himself. The man behind him was Angelus. William started pumping harder into his hand. Removing his wet finger from his mouth, he reached down and tentatively placed his finger at his entrance with difficulty.

Rolling over, he got on his knees, burying his face into his pillow. In his mind he could see Angelus stroking his huge cock, putting it at the tip of his entrance. Imagining his finger was Angelus’ cock, he breached the tender opening. He sucked in a lung full of air at penetrating himself. As Angelus sank deeper into him, he slid his finger in as deep as he could. Soon William was fucking himself with his finger while stroking himself. He was awash with sensations, his stomach clenching. He could feel the muscles of his ass clench around his finger. He added a second finger. He moaned at the feeling and started rocking back on his fingers. His fantasy continued - Angelus fucking him as he saw the men in that room fucking each other. He felt his stomach and balls tightening and soon his hand was wet as he came, his cries were muffled into his pillow.

Withdrawing his finger, he plopped down on the bed, embarrassed by what he had just done. Not being able to help himself, he brought his hand, coated in his juices, up to his mouth and started licking it off, imagining it was Angelus. When his hand was clean, he brought the quilt back up to cover his cooling body and fell back to sleep, wondering what his friend had in store for him tonight.

William kept peeking through the curtains. He glanced at the clock – 6:55 – he peeked out the window again, anticipating the arrival of Angelus. Wondering what they were going to do tonight, he glanced at the clock again – 6:57. Excitement was coiling up in his belly. He peeked out of the window again. He heard the sound of an approaching carriage – the excitement began to build in his stomach and his heart started fluttering. Deflated, he watched as the carriage passed his house. He looked at the clock once more – 6:59. Peeking out the window again, he heard the sound of another carriage approaching. Waiting, seeing that is was slowing down in front of the house, he dropped the curtain from his fingers and raced to the door. Flinging it open, he stood in the doorway, watching Angelus exit the carriage.

As Angelus walked toward the house, he looked at the boy standing in the doorway, grinning happily. Something he couldn’t name clutched at his stomach, making is roll over nervously. Pushing it to the back of his mind, he approached the excited boy. How the boy has blossomed in such a short time…where is my shy William? His stomach clenched again. Ignoring it, he approached William and ghosted his fingers down the side of his face before stepping into the house.

When the door closed behind him, he was surprised to find William up on his toes kissing him, arms gripping his shoulders. Stepping away, William looked shyly at the vampire. There he is…there’s my shy William. Smiling, he leaned down and placed a light kiss on the blushing boy’s lips.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, but where are we going?”

“I thought we’d have a nice quiet dinner at my home. Is that okay with you?” William nodded, happiness and excitement spreading across his face. He grabbed his jacket and followed a chuckling Angelus out of the house.

When they entered the house, William’s face was filled with amazement when he looked in the sitting room – fire blazing, oil lamps set to a low flame so that the room glowed warmly. Looking into the room on the other side, he saw a table set with fine china and tapered candles lit, their light reflecting off the chandelier, making kaleidoscope images on the ceiling.

Standing behind a stunned William, Angelus slipped his jacket off and placed it on the coat rack by the front door. Before returning to William, he removed his also. Walking toward the boy he asked, “Would you like a drink? Dinner won’t be ready for a bit.” Swallowing, William nodded and followed Angelus into the sitting room. Seeing William still standing, Angelus indicated for William to take a seat. Angelus joined him on the settee, handing him his drink. Sitting back, he draped his arm across the back of the settee and sipped his drink, watching William out of the corner of his eye.

“Angelus?”

“Yes? What’s on your mind?”

“We’ll I was wondering something, and I figured that you are so much more experienced than I am, you could answer my question. I’m afraid it’s quite shocking, at least to me.”

“I’ll try and answer your question. What were you wondering?”

“Well…what…I…I…” William stammered. Angelus smiled softly and drew the boy next to him on the couch. Laying his head on the broad chest, William started fiddling with the buttons on Angelus’ linen shirt.

“Come now William, what is going through that inquisitive mind of yours?” He asked patiently, playing with the ends of William’s hair.

“I…was…wondering…um…if…you…um…have…you ever pleasured yourself?” Angelus roared with laughter at the question. The boy cringed and tried to get away from the man holding him.

Holding him tightly so he couldn’t scoot away, “I’m sorry William. I wasn’t laughing at you. It’s just that I find your innocence so delightful. And before I answer your question, I just have to ask – what brought this on? Have you been a naughty boy, William?”

“Oh…my…I knew it…I’m bad. I’m surely going to hell.” Angelus’ laughter echoed off the walls of the room at this statement.

“William, you are not going to hell – I promise. If that was cause for going to hell, it would be a very crowded place. To answer your question, and to hopefully put your mind at ease…yes, I have on occasion pleasured myself. Why do you ask?”

William continued fiddling with the buttons, feeling Angelus chest rumble with quiet laughter.

“Come on now, didn’t I tell you that you could talk to me about anything?” He felt the head on his chest nod. “Well? So tell me what caused you to ask.”

“When I woke up this morning, I had all these thoughts…you know, about what we do when we are together…and…and…about when we went to that party and what I witnessed….well, …it… it caused me…to…caused me too…feel funny inside…like I do when you touch me.”

“And what did you do when those thoughts made you feel that way?” Angelus was trying hard not to laugh again, but this boy amused him to no end. Then he asked, “Did you touch yourself?”

William was now pulling on the buttons, refusing to look up at his friend. “Yes…”

“Tell me, William…where did you touch yourself?” He was getting hard just thinking about this young man pleasuring himself.

“Well, first…I touched myself…I can’t…it’s just too embarrassing.”

Getting a wicked thought in his mind, he decided to have some fun with the boy. “I see this is hard for you William. Why don’t you do this? – touch me where you touched yourself. It’ll kind of be like a show and tell.” William craned his neck to look up at Angelus, his face flushed pink. “Go ahead, where did you touch yourself first?” William removed his hand from the button and touched Angelus’ chest.

“Just on your chest, or somewhere in particular?” William moved his hand and placed it over his nipple. “So you just touched your nipple?”

“No…not just touch – more like this.” He grabbed the nub through the fabric between his fingers, pinching and twisting it. Angelus bowed his back into William’s hands. “But I didn’t have a shirt on…I was naked.”

“Show me, so I understand better.” Angelus moved the boy’s fingers to the buttons of his shirt. “Go ahead.” He watched while William unbuttoned his shirt and spread it wide to expose the broad chest. William reached with a trembling hand, and repeated the touch.

“So you just played with one?”

“No, more like both at the same time.”

“Show me.” With some difficulty, he reached across the broad chest and took the other nub between his fingers. He pulled and twisted them both at the same time. He dropped his arms. “I can’t, it’s hard from this position. It was easier when I was doing it to myself.”

Angelus saw the frustration and the need for understanding in the boy’s eyes. “Come here.” He lifted William up and sat him so that he was straddling his lap. “That better?” Shyly smiling, William reached out to the bare chest in front of him and resumed his ministrations. Angelus bit back a moan and asked, “What were you thinking when you were doing this?”

The boy’s hand stilled and he spoke in a rush. “I was imagining they were your hands. I was thinking about how much I enjoy it when you touch them and play with them with your hands and mouth.” He took a breath and continued playing with the pink nubs, which were now hard.

“Okay, what else? What did you do next?”

William dragged his fingers down the center of Angelus’ chest, then stopped when he reached the waistband of his black trousers. Without any prompting, William undid the buttons on his pants. Reaching in, he pulled the semi-erect organ out.

“And then?” Angelus asked, anticipating the feeling of the warm hands on his shaft.

Showing, rather than telling him, William wrapped his hand around the semi-erect cock. He watched, fascinated at it came to life under his hands as he stroked it slowly. Reaching up with his other hand, he started playing with one of Angelus’ nipples. The vampire’s head fell back. He stared at the ceiling, before eventually closing his eyes, reveling in the pleasant sensations the human was inflicting on his body.

He lifted his head, and with some difficulty managed to ask, “What were you thinking about when you were doing this?”

“I was…was thinking of when you do this to me…then I remembered when you took it in your mouth…I was wondering what that was like.” On an upstroke, he slid a finger across the top of the head, swirling it in the milky fluid that was leaking from the small slit. Angelus watched, eyes briefly flashing gold, as the boy brought his finger up to his mouth and licked the fluid from it.

Groaning, he asked, “What else were you thinking about?”

“I recalled the party and all the men in the room. Seeing Percy.” Angelus growled deep in his chest at the assumption flitting around the edges of his brain.”

“What about Percy?”

“Well…I imagined me kneeling and… …and…”

“And what?” The older man growled deeper, not liking this.

“You…you behind me doing…what…what that man was doing to him.”

Relaxing and chiding himself, “You fantasized about me being in you?”

Heart racing, William nodded as he continued to stroke and tease the hard cock in his hand.

Well, well, isn’t this an interesting development. “So, how did that image make you feel?”

“Empty…”

“Empty?” The vampire asked. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure. I was just so hard down there and having my hands there wasn’t helping. So then I remembered…”

“Remembered what?”

“When you…”

“When I what?”

“You know, when you put your…”

“Oh, I remember. So what did you do?” He knew what the boy did, but he had to hear it from him. The image in his mind was making his balls tighten.

“I…I tried to do the same thing, but it was difficult. So I rolled over…then I…” William dropped his forehead to Angelus’ chest.”

“Then you what William?”

“I…I…put one of my fingers in me. It was easier to do when I was on my stomach.”

Visualizing the scene that the boy was describing was killing Angelus. He groaned again and asked, “What else?”

Forehead still against the broad chest he continued, “Well…then I added another finger…then I started moving. It was…incredible…I mean…I pretended my fingers were you. Oh God. Is that bad? I am debased! I am a deviant!

“No, my boy you are not. So what happened next?”

Still speaking into Angelus’ chest, he whispered. “I rocked back and forth on my fingers, with my hand on myself, moving it in time.” Angelus began to thrust up into the hand wrapped around his cock. He was close, so close. “Then I felt this surge in my body and all this fluid came out, all over my hand and on the sheets. I…I…brought my hand up…and…and…licked it off.”

At that image, Angelus’ hips lifted off the settee with such force that he almost dislodged the boy sitting on his lap. Grabbing William, he came, his seed erupting out of him, landing on his chest in big drops. Slowing down his strokes, William leaned forward, looking up at Liam…at his reaction as he slipped his tongue out and ran it along the trail of come running down Angelus’ chest. Angelus sat there, feeling completely boneless. He couldn’t do nothing but watch the scene play out as his shy William greedily licked him clean.

Grabbing a fistful of hair, he dragged William up to his mouth and kissed him deeply. Hearing a noise at the doorway, Angelus released the boy’s lips, “What?” he growled out.

“I’m sorry to disturb you Master Angelus, but you wanted me to let you know when dinner was served.” The minion backed quickly out of the room after delivering the message.

William hopped quickly off Angelus’ lap, blushing at being caught kissing. Seeing the embarrassment, “Don’t worry about my servant, William. He’s very discreet and won’t utter a word. He knows what will happen to him if he does.” Standing, he tucked himself back into his pants and buttoned up his shirt. “Shall we have dinner now? You must be hungry.” He leered at the boy as he followed him out of the room.

Walking into the dining room, William was overwhelmed at its opulence. The damask wallpaper and the dark velvet drapes enveloped the room in lush splendor. Candlelight bathed the table and the china in a soft, flickering glow. Turning to Angelus, “You really didn’t have to go to all this trouble. A simple meal would have sufficed.”

Waving off William’s words, “No, only the best for my boy…only the best.” The vampire sat at the head of the table.

“Angelus, I’d like to wash my hands.”

“Of course, there is a pitcher of water and a basin on that smaller sideboard.” As William washed, the vampire closed his eyes and imagined bathing the boy in the large iron tub upstairs; massaging his pale skin with scented oils. He felt himself harden yet again. This boy evokes such erotic longing. Opening his eyes, he watched as the boy glanced at the table. Seeing only one other plate set to Angelus’ right, William took his seat.

Angelus reached for the bottle of wine and poured them each a glass of the deep red claret. Angelus raised his glass to propose a toast. “To the Muses for bringing a poet and an artist together.”

Putting down his glass, William exclaimed, “The food looks wonderful.” He looked at the bounty laid out on the table.

“So William, do you have any other family in London?”

Swallowing before he answered, “No, it’s just mother and I. I have some distant relatives to the north, but we don’t see them often. What about you? Do you have any family in London?”

“No, my entire family was in Ireland, before…”

“I’m sorry Angelus…It must be hard. I don’t know what I’ll do once mother is gone. She’s the only real family I have.”

Angelus reached over and took his hand. “You have me, always remember that.” He brought the young man’s hand up to his mouth and kissed the palm.

“Do I have you? Really?”

“Yes you do. You will always have me, William – never doubt that.” William smiled at the sincerity he heard in his friend’s words.

Angelus drank wine and pushed his food around his plate, taking only a few bites. He spoke more about travels in Europe knowing his adventures captivated the boy.

Pushing his plate away, “That was the most wonderful meal I’ve ever had. Thank you so much.”

“It’s my pleasure. I hope we’ll be having many more meals together, William. Would you like some desert?”

“Oh, I couldn’t. I’m so full, I couldn’t eat another thing. Maybe later?” He looked at Angelus’ plate, noticing the food barely touched. “Angelus, you didn’t eat much. I can wait.”

“No, I’m fine. I had a late business lunch, so I’m afraid I wasn’t very hungry. Shall we retire to the sitting room?” Angelus grabbed the unfinished bottle of wine and their two glasses and followed William. Setting the bottle and glasses down, he walked over to the fire and threw in more logs.

“Sit, William. I’d like you to make yourself at home. Think of my home as yours. Would you like some more wine?” William nodded as he sat down. Angelus refilled the glasses, handing one to the boy. Joining him, he sat close so close to him, their thighs touched.

“So, about our earlier conversation…” William blushed. “Everybody has needs, William and sometimes those needs must be fulfilled. No matter what anyone tells you, there is absolutely nothing wrong with self-gratification. Do not let anyone convince you otherwise. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about either.” He patted William’s leg, and left it laying there, absorbing the human’s warmth through the cloth of his trousers.

“I’ll try. I promise. It’s just hard to let go of things that have been so ingrained into one’s head, but I’ll try to remember that. Thank you. I’m so glad to have someone like you to talk about these things with. You are a wonderful confidant, Angelus.”

Smiling down at the human, he asked, “So what would you like to do now? Cards?”

“Oh, I’m not very good I’m afraid.”

“Doesn’t matter if we don’t do anything. I just enjoy your company. I’d really love to sketch you again, if you don’t mind?”

“Really, I’d like that.”

“Great.” The vampire walked over to the desk and grabbed his drawing materials. May I pose you?” When they boy smiled and nodded, Angelus took off his jacket and pulled the shirt out of his trousers. He unbuttoned a few buttons. He directed his willing subject to a wooden chair near the fireplace. “Lie back a bit and stretch your feet before you. “That’s perfect.” The fire cast gold and shadows across the boy’s face. His trousers were stretched tightly across his thighs. As he stretched back, his shirt fell off one shoulder. Locks of hair had tumbled onto his forehead. The boy looked wantonly alluring. Sighing at his beauty and hardening at the sight of him in this seductive position, Angelus sketched quickly.

Angelus showed William the finished drawing. “That’s just amazing. I can’t believe that is really me.”

“It’s really you William. It’s the way I see you every time I gaze upon you. More wine?” William held up his glass for Angelus to refill it, while still gazing at his sketched portrait. Taking the refilled glass back, he waited for Angelus to join him on the settee. Reaching for the sketchbook in William’s hands, Angelus accidentally knocked the glass the younger man was holding. Red wind splashed onto his white shirt and onto his pants.

“Oh, I’m so sorry…That was so clumsy of me.”

“Don’t worry about it.” William withdrew his handkerchief and blotted at the red stains on his clothes.

“William, the wine will stain. We need to have it washed immediately.”

“No, really it’s okay Angelus.”

The vampire pulled the boy off the couch and led him upstairs. “We can soak the shirt and pants. You can borrow something of mine until they dry.”

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