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Subject: Vampyre Part 34 Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoy my stories or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Every little bit fty/donate.html Sorry Guys Nifty cannot cope with me using German umlauts etc. so I will use the English spelling from now on ———————————————————————- `Jonathon, I have given this more thought than you can ever imagine, I have gone to sleep praying and hoping I would wake up in a different body, to live my life in the body of a twelve year old is for me no life at all, I would rather you end it, here and now, rather than I continue on like this’ I sat listening to Zeke’s words Montfort was right, Zeke was wise beyond his years, I felt a tear run down my cheek `Zeke come here and give me a hug, if it is what you want, I won’t stop you’ Zeke leapt into my lap and hugged me, both of us sobbing, I was conscious of Montfort getting out of his chair, he stopped by us and touched us both on the head, then left, closing the door behind him, leaving us embraced and at peace. ***************************** Vampyre – Part Thirty Four Zeke had eventually fallen asleep in my arms, I looked down at my little charge, I had only ever wanted to do right by him, but recently I seemed to have done nothing but fuck things up, sitting looking at his little body in my arms, I was still finding it hard not to want to protect him, the thought of the aging ceremony and of what Asmodeus would do to him frightened the life out of me. I got myself up having decided to carry him through to his room; he would be more comfortable in his bed, I got him down to his room without waking him and laid him on the bed, I had better get Ian, he was still in my room looking after Chris, I kissed my Zeke on his forehead and headed to my room. `How is he now? I asked climbing onto my bed `Still sleeping, I think that was quiet a whack he received’ I nodded `You had better pop back down to Zeke, he is on his bed, we will all speak in the morning’ Ian smiled and quietly left the room. Tomorrow was going to be a hell of a day, I kissed Chris on the lips and snuggled up to him, soon I was fast asleep. `Good morning Sir’ I awoke to the curtains being pulled open `Oh Good morning Gunther, looks a nice one’ `Yes Sir’ I turned over to Chris, who was just stirring `Gently you took a bit of a bang to the head’ Chris sat bolt upright his face looked panicked, his eyes hurriedly scanning the room? `What happened to me?’ `Hey calm down, your fine’ I kissed him `Just don’t go upsetting Lord Asmodeus again’ `What did I do? `Well baring your fangs and hissing at him was probably not a wise thing to do, we must work on controlling that temper of yours, I know it is all new to you at the moment, don’t worry it will settle down’ Chris put his head back on the pillow I looked over at Gunther as he continued tidying up the room. `Gunther, Montfort and I will need the Great Hall set out for an important meeting this afternoon, can you arrange for it to be done, oh can you also make sure Ian, Connor and yourself are free and there too’ `Yes Sir’ He nodded and was gone. Chris was still feeling pretty rough as we made our way to the Great Hall, Gunther had set it up just right, Montfort was at the head of the table, with me on his right, Zeke on his left, Chris next to Zeke, Montfort invited Ian, Connor and Gunther to take the remaining seats and then began. `Gentlemen, thank you all for coming, I am pretty sure you are now all aware of why we are having this meeting; if you are unsure, it is to organise the `aging ceremony’ to be performed on Zeke here. I think you now all also know we have another guest at the Manor; niğde escort Lord Asmodeus, he won’t be joining us here, but will be performing the ceremony when it takes place. I will be honest with you and tell you why each of you are here and why I would like you all to take part in the ceremony, it is of course for you to agree, no one will be forced or controlled to do so. Jonathon and I, are both Old Ones and the blood of all the old ones runs in our veins, Lord Asmodeus’ blood also runs through our veins. Chris, although you have only just been converted, Lord Asmodeus wants you part of the ceremony, he feels the cum of a fallen Angel will ensure that the conversion works, Ian and Connor, you have both been made familiars, so you have Vampiric DNA in you too, Gunther, you haven’t completed the conversion to Familiar, and he wants your cum representing the rest of creation. Gentlemen, I can tell you no more at the moment, I do not know exactly what Lord Asmodeus will do to you or expect you to do to him, but you are all who he has asked for, any question? I don’t think I had ever heard that room so silent, we all sat absorbing quietly the enormity of what Montfort had said, there were no questions, we all wanted to help Zeke. The meeting broke up and we all went off to our respective rooms, what would tomorrow hold? In the morning a cold mist had descended and engulfed the Manor, the three dogs, Zoltan Boyra and Casper, all seemed uneasy and on edge, it had only been one day since the meeting in the Great Hall; but it felt longer. Midmorning we were all requested to return to our rooms and wait there, we would be summoned at the appropriate time; so today was the day. I decided to speak to Zeke one more time, making my way to his room, I knocked on the newly replaced door. `Zeke, it is me Jonathon, can I come in? I heard footsteps, the door opened and Ian invited me in, Zeke was lying on the bed; dressed for a change, he looked so small on that huge double, he smiled up at me as I crossed over to him, his jet Black hair seemed to have grown, it framed his young face, his beautiful green eyes and little turned up nose. I remembered the first time I had seen him back at the Park toilet block, how I had seen him entering following that young dad and the fight that had ensured, all of it came flooding back to me, my poor attempts at parenthood littered the time between then and now, thankfully now finally, we were at peace with each other. `Hi Zeke, how are you feeling? Still want to go ahead? `Hi Jonathon, excited and a bit frightened, but yes I still want to go ahead’ His little voice quivering a bit as he spoke. `As long as you’re sure, I just came to say, how much I love you and that I will always be there for you, whatever happens’ Zeke clambered over the bed and stood up, throwing his arms round me, all four foot six of him. `I love you too, sorry I have been so horrible at times’ `At times?’ I laughed and pinched his nose. We both squeezed each other tightly, I am such a softy, I could feel myself welling up, so it was time for me to go, before I started blubbing, I coughed clearing my throat. `Right see you later at the ceremony’ I gave him a little tickle and kissed the top of his head and then got myself out of the room as soon as I could, just as the first tear rolled down my cheek, I had such a sense of foreboding, it was smothering me. Chris seeing my face got up as I came back into our room, he crossed to me and wrapped his arms round me, nothing needed to be said, he just held me tightly as I buried my face in to his neck. I eventually pulled myself together. `So now we just wait’ he muttered crossing to the window. As the sun went down, the room suddenly became colder, but not just from the lack of sunlight; I felt something was going to happen, I looked at Chris as our door burst open and several wisps of smoke swirled nişantaşı escort into the room, the lights flicked and dimmed, we were in near darkness and then just as suddenly the light came back on as the door closed; laying on the bed were two robes, one white and one blood red both with gold brocade edging. We instinctively knew which was for me and which one was for Chris. `I really don’t like this Chris’ `It is pretty bizarre, but I suppose we had better put them on, do you think we put them on over our clothes or? `I think it’s or, I imagine he wants us all naked’ I replied. We quickly stripped off and put the robes on, each came to just above our feet and had a large cowl, they had been carefully sized and didn’t meet at the front leaving a gap of a few inches once on, both of us stood looking at each other, our cock and balls all on display. `I have no idea how I am going to be able to cum in this, it is the last thing I feel like doing…’ I was interrupted as the door swung open once more, a wisp of smoke seemed to beckon us to follow. `Here goes, remember no matter what happens, I love you’ Chris whispered, before kissing me again. Lord Asmodeus’ room was darker and colder than the last time I had been in it, I followed Chris in, an unseen force took me by the arm and moved me to one side of a cleared area releasing me alongside another red robbed figure, Chris was moved to the other side of the cleared area, opposite and facing us, behind him I could see three further figures in red robes; that must be Ian, Connor and Gunther. We all stood in silence as four candles, one on each corner of the clearing burst into flicking flame. Montfort’s familiar voice whispered `I hope Zeke is ready for this, no turning back now’ `Where is he? I whispered hoping he was right; Montfort shrugged. As if from nowhere, no that’s not right, it appeared out of several wisps of smoke, Zeke’s little naked body lying face up appeared in the centre of the cleared area, it hovered about a foot above the floor, his arms and legs hanging downwards his head limply backward, his mouth and eyes open, his eyes unseeing white ovals, his skin a luminescent white, I couldn’t help noticing his small penis and ball sac, he was just a kid, converted too young. I breathed deeply wanting to go to him, but couldn’t move, unseen arms held me in my place, what now. I gasped as the three robed figure opposite us burst into flames, their robes vanishing into dust, all three looked terrified, but unharmed, their eyes wild in the candle light, all stood, now naked, I had barely time to take it in, when first Chris’ robe and then Montfort’s and mine did the same, I watched in shock as a wisp of smoke danced round us all, swirling the dust; the remains of our robes, in to a vortex, which grew as it moved between us. The vortex rose and then fell depositing its contents into what looked like an old clay tumbler, which had appeared on the floor beneath Zeke’s feet; where had that come from? Then we saw him, Lord Asmodeus, his naked deformed body appeared next to Zeke, the clay tumbler rose off the ground into one of his claw like hands, he bent down over Zeke’s naked hovering body, his mouth engulfed Zeke’s penis and balls, it was awful to watch, soon the lifeless bodies penis was hard, Asmodeus then began wanking the lifeless form till it spurted out a small drop of boy cum, Asmodeus caught it in the clay tumbler. Next he turned to face Chris `Ahh Angel’ he hissed Chris’ body rose up off the ground, his penis rapidly growing hard. It was soon throbbing, glistening precum dripping from the head, Lord Asmodeus approached him, his slit lips opening taking Chris’ swollen cock head into his mouth, a bony claw gripped the pulsing shaft and began to wank it hard and fast, Chris hung there as he was worked on, he groaned as ankara olgun escort he came, spurting his load into Asmodeus’ mouth, his body then crumpled to the ground as Asmodeus discarded him drained and turned away, I felt my own panic rising as Asmodeus approached me stopping in front of me, he held up the clay tumbler, slowly opening his mouth and letting Chris’ cum dribble over his black tongue into the tumbler, his tongue, licking back up the last drip, his yellow eyes taunting me. `Now you two, my children’ he hissed turning to Montfort and then me. Unknown forces grabbed and stretched out our arms nearest to each other placing Montfort’s hand on top of mine, holding them still in the air, I felt a sharp pain as a blade flashed between our joined wrists, our dark thick blood soon flowing, mingling from our wound dribbling into the clay tumbler, Lord Asmodeus turned away, our arms fell back to our sides. I looked towards Gunther, Ian and Connor, unseen hands, wisps were wanking their hard cocks, on que as he arrived in front of each of them, they groaned and spunked into the tumbler adding their cum to its contents. I watched Asmodeus return to stand by Zeke’s feet, he solemnly stood his grotesque deformed body holding the tumbler and its contents high above Zeke’s body. Asmodeus’ body rose up off the ground still holding out the tumbler, he babbled out some words, they sounded like Hebrew, but I could only make out a couple or words, I tried to make sense of them, I turned to Montfort. `Did he say Grail?’ Montfort didn’t get the chance to answer for at that moment, Asmodeus took the tumbler to his lips and drained the contents. The tumbler left his hands, it hung unsupported in the air above him. Asmodeus threw his head backwards screaming as his claws began to tear at his grey green flesh, his thick black blood splashing down onto Zeke’s alabaster body beneath him, simultaneously unseen hands wanked Asmodeus’ now hard obscenely large cock, as the claws tearing his flesh reached a frenzy, he began to spunk, jets of cum spraying from the end of his cock mixing with the blood and flesh showering on to Zeke. The tumbler fell to the ground seeming passing through Zeke’s prone body as it hit the floor beneath him, it transformed and expanded into a growing pond of black primeval mud; invisibly contained within the clearing, the churning blackness rose engulfing Zeke’s body and the remains of Asmodeus as they fell, as the last part of Asmodeus vanished beneath the surface a blinding light engulfed the room, when I could see again, on the floor before us were two bodies, one appearing to be a man of about forty, the other a young man of about twenty; both naked, I stood dumb struck as the older man helped the younger up from the floor. The younger guy went down on to one knee, raised his hand s in reverence and in a voice new to me said `Lord Asmodeus’ Montfort dropped to one knee and assumed the same position of reverence, it took a second to take it in before I too dropped to one knee, quickly followed by Chris, Gunther, Ian and Connor, a clear strong voice spoke. `Rise and welcome Zeke reborn, from the primeval mud of all creation, I must now rest, come to me later’ The older man was surrounded by wisps of smoke which wrapped him in a white and gold robe, before ushering him into the darkest recesses of the room. I stood staring at the young man before me 5’10 defined body, short black curly hair, piercing green eyes, a beautiful mouth above a narrow chin, small shell like ears low on his head, he was stunning, a smooth chest with a black treasure trail leading from his belly button down to a patch of black pubes above a thick and meaty looking cock which hung a good 6 inches over his large balls, black hair covering his legs and arms. `Zeke, is that you?’ `Jonathon, Oh Jonathon’ he cried throwing his arms round me. ***************** Guys, it’s always great to hear by email that you are enjoying the story and want it to carry on. Other stories by this writer: `Exploring my brother’ `Joshs Adventures series’ `An Army life for me’ `Grandmas Bedroom’ `Nightcam Fun’ `Dominic Online’ `The Extraordinary Christmas Party’

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