me in those martial arts classes… I did want to hurt him.
I wet my dick and shoved it up his ass without any ceremony. I pumped fast and hard, but Hamlet took every bit of it. He liked it hard and rough. Oh, yeah, he likes to go out with military or biker types. It makes sense. They are probably rough in bed too.
Maybe I should slow down just to annoy him. No, he feels good. Fast and hard it is.
I shot in a couple of minutes. It wasn’t a huge explosion, but it was a relief. Hamlet’s hole felt good in a brotherly sort of way. When he rolled over, I saw that he had shot his own wad into the sheets.
“Thanks,” he said. “I needed that.”
“I guess I did too. You know we’re just friends.”
“Friends with benefits sometimes,” he said with a grin. As soon as I was settled in for my daily death, he crawled back to put his head on my chest.
“Weird,” I told Oberon in my head. “Can I come home?”
“Soon, love. I miss you too.”
I was playing with Hamlet’s nipple with my left hand, and that was the last thing I remembered.
The next night, we fed and were up in our positions quickly. Pierre said that the meeting would probably be breaking up tonight. He told us that each group of royal vampires would come up and stand beside one of us. They wouldn’t move until we gave them the all clear. Pierre wanted to make sure we understood that it would be really bad to let one of these groups move out into an ambush.
There weren’t any clouds, but I saw additional vampires higher up in a larger circle. It gave them a wider view of the skies. The wind was strong, so I was hoping we wouldn’t be up there all night.
After an hour or so, they started coming up to our circle. It went from complete boredom to really busy in just a couple of minutes. I didn’t see anything to worry about. Someone on the other side apparently did. I saw Pierre and a pack of dangerous-looking vampire ninja-accountants flash out to see what was there. I didn’t hear or sense any fighting, so it must have been a false alarm.
The visiting royals were all gone in half an hour or so.
The queen was waiting for us at the front door of the building.
“I know you were probably bored up there,” she said. “I want you to know that we had a productive meeting here, and you are partly the reason. Security just wasn’t an issue to our guests, and that means each of you took your job seriously. We were able to concentrate on our meeting because you were concentrating on our safety.”
She paused to select her words carefully.
“About four thousand years ago, I was doing security for one of these meetings. It was in Africa. Yes, I wasn’t always a queen, you know. Anyway, I made a complete mess out of things. It took me hundreds of years of hard work to have anybody trust me after that. I can safely say that each of you did a much better job than I did on my first detail, and I want you to know that I noticed even if I didn’t say anything at the time.”
A male attendant was walking through our group of security vampires. He gave each of us a gold ingot. It was really heavy. I found out later that each bar was 500 grams. It is about a pound of gold, which makes my payment for hovering in the circle about €12,000 (along the line of $15,000 US). Roughly. This is a pay scale that I never even knew existed. I wasn’t expecting to be paid. It was just me doing my part for the vampire community.
“ H EY , rich dude,” Hamlet said on the way back to Bavaria. “You got money, and you’re a good fuck.”
“We’re friends, Hamlet. Just friends.”
“If you say so, man. I will work with whatever you give me.”
He beat me back to the mansion because I flew up as high as I could. The higher you go, the less protection there is from the sun’s rays. They can bend around the earth. Even if it is night, a vamp can be fried by the sun if he goes too high. I did somersaults all the way back to Bavaria.
Half a kilo of gold
I wet my dick and shoved it up his ass without any ceremony. I pumped fast and hard, but Hamlet took every bit of it. He liked it hard and rough. Oh, yeah, he likes to go out with military or biker types. It makes sense. They are probably rough in bed too.
Maybe I should slow down just to annoy him. No, he feels good. Fast and hard it is.
I shot in a couple of minutes. It wasn’t a huge explosion, but it was a relief. Hamlet’s hole felt good in a brotherly sort of way. When he rolled over, I saw that he had shot his own wad into the sheets.
“Thanks,” he said. “I needed that.”
“I guess I did too. You know we’re just friends.”
“Friends with benefits sometimes,” he said with a grin. As soon as I was settled in for my daily death, he crawled back to put his head on my chest.
“Weird,” I told Oberon in my head. “Can I come home?”
“Soon, love. I miss you too.”
I was playing with Hamlet’s nipple with my left hand, and that was the last thing I remembered.
The next night, we fed and were up in our positions quickly. Pierre said that the meeting would probably be breaking up tonight. He told us that each group of royal vampires would come up and stand beside one of us. They wouldn’t move until we gave them the all clear. Pierre wanted to make sure we understood that it would be really bad to let one of these groups move out into an ambush.
There weren’t any clouds, but I saw additional vampires higher up in a larger circle. It gave them a wider view of the skies. The wind was strong, so I was hoping we wouldn’t be up there all night.
After an hour or so, they started coming up to our circle. It went from complete boredom to really busy in just a couple of minutes. I didn’t see anything to worry about. Someone on the other side apparently did. I saw Pierre and a pack of dangerous-looking vampire ninja-accountants flash out to see what was there. I didn’t hear or sense any fighting, so it must have been a false alarm.
The visiting royals were all gone in half an hour or so.
The queen was waiting for us at the front door of the building.
“I know you were probably bored up there,” she said. “I want you to know that we had a productive meeting here, and you are partly the reason. Security just wasn’t an issue to our guests, and that means each of you took your job seriously. We were able to concentrate on our meeting because you were concentrating on our safety.”
She paused to select her words carefully.
“About four thousand years ago, I was doing security for one of these meetings. It was in Africa. Yes, I wasn’t always a queen, you know. Anyway, I made a complete mess out of things. It took me hundreds of years of hard work to have anybody trust me after that. I can safely say that each of you did a much better job than I did on my first detail, and I want you to know that I noticed even if I didn’t say anything at the time.”
A male attendant was walking through our group of security vampires. He gave each of us a gold ingot. It was really heavy. I found out later that each bar was 500 grams. It is about a pound of gold, which makes my payment for hovering in the circle about €12,000 (along the line of $15,000 US). Roughly. This is a pay scale that I never even knew existed. I wasn’t expecting to be paid. It was just me doing my part for the vampire community.
“ H EY , rich dude,” Hamlet said on the way back to Bavaria. “You got money, and you’re a good fuck.”
“We’re friends, Hamlet. Just friends.”
“If you say so, man. I will work with whatever you give me.”
He beat me back to the mansion because I flew up as high as I could. The higher you go, the less protection there is from the sun’s rays. They can bend around the earth. Even if it is night, a vamp can be fried by the sun if he goes too high. I did somersaults all the way back to Bavaria.
Half a kilo of gold
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