Vampire Cruise Ch 04

A grunting voice and a nudge woke me and I slowly realized I was in the floor of a small room with Chad. There was hardly anything in the room besides one twin size bed, a toilet and a sink. Chad grunted at me again with a furrowed brow as he sat on the bed. I interpreted this as concern.

"Yeah, I'm alright I guess," I said. He nodded. I sat up and looked over my body. There were no teeth marks or even blood. Looking back at Chad, I noticed kindness and intelligence behind his eyes even as he couldn't speak words. Captain Molly was wrong; he didn't only think about pussy. It was also easier to notice his face rather than his big cock or his tight hulking muscles now that he wasn't being used as a sex toy. The muscles, the cock, and even the deliciously hanging balls were still there, however, and I still didn't mind looking at them, replaying how I had worshiped him for Captain Molly in my mind.

I shook myself out of my trance on him. Was I really going to distract myself right now? This was the first time I had any real time to think in.. how many days had it been? The only times I had slept since that first night was under the side effects of blood loss. Even then, I couldn't know how long I was out and therefore didn't have any idea how many days it had been. It was a lot to process and I really hadn't had the opportunity.

I was hopelessly addicted to vampire pussy, especially my best friends' and secret schoolboy crushes' pussies. I also apparently liked naked men and everything between their legs. I was being held in captivity, waiting for my new vampire overlords to "process" me. I was scared but for every once of fear I had was another of arousal. I was penniless, now only worth the skill of my tongue on a woman's clit or whatever value Julia and Sydney still had for me as their friend; whatever value that ever had been apart from my wealth. I got that feeling again that this was always where my game of earning their friendship with money was going to lead me. I had dug my grave, maybe even a literal one, and now I was going to lie in it one way or another.

Chad put a hand on my shoulder and looked at me sympathetically. I gave him a weary smile back.

"You were part of the ship's crew right?"

I asked him. He nodded affirmatively.

"I was just some guy with rich parents and two beautiful --and I mean stunningly gorgeous --friends that I had no chance with," I said.

Chad brushed his hair back dramatically with his hands and then pointed at me.

"What, you think I'm pretty or something? Bullshit!" I said and he shrugged. I immediately felt guilty for snapping at him.

"Sorry. I just can't believe they left me with monsters and now I'll probably never get to see them again," I said. He cocked his head in confusion. "Julia and Sydney? You know, my friends you fucked?"

He gave an expression that looked like a light bulb came on in his head. It was goofy and I chuckled at him before my grim mood returned.

"If I was hot like you maybe they wouldn't have wanted to use me as a bargaining chip," I said soberly. He made a surprised face and put his hand on his chest.

"Yes, you. Why do you think you're the Captain's favorite toy? Why do you think my friends wanted to fuck you so badly?" I said. He merely grabbed his cock and shrugged.

"Well yeah, that certainly helps," I said. With his cock attracting my attention again, my mouth started to water. Once again, my eyes scanned his abs, his chest, his broad shoulders. He was perfect like a Greek statue. He slowly ran his hand over his rod and stared at me. As if he had his own gravity, I was compelled to move closer to him. I found myself reaching out to put my hand on it.

It felt different now that I was sober, like I was really experiencing it for the first time. He was heavy in my hand as he grew with my touch. I was fascinated by the bulging veins that lined his shaft and the way his cockhead glistened with arousal. Suddenly, I realized what I was doing and jerked my hand away.

"Sorry. I don't even know what I'm doing. This fucking nightmare filled with sex and blood has me going crazy. I don't even like men. I don't think I do anyway," I said, turning away from him with embarrassment. Unexpectedly, Chad grabbed my hand and put it back on his dick. I turned to him to see him smiling coyly at me. He shrugged and reached a hand out to caress my cheek. I sighed and smiled back. Still unsatisfied from my ruined orgasm, I let my lust push me past what I thought were my limits.

"Yeah, okay. What the hell, right? We might as well pass the time, I guess," I said started slowly jerking him off. I still didn't understand why I was doing it but the apparently fragile boundaries of my heterosexual masculinity didn't seem significant given the new world we were facing.

He ran his fingers through my hair as I licked the veiny length of him from his balls to his tip. Fully hard, he was still too big for my mouth to fit around but he seemed content for me to simply lick and kiss his cock. In lieu of the proper blowjob he deserved, I spent a while licking and sucking on his sack. While I was down there I made my way to another of my new favorite parts of any body regardless of gender.

He groaned as I grazed my tongue flat across his asshole. It sounded like he had never felt it before. He jerked himself frantically as he watched me lick between his cheeks, his ballsack resting on my forehead. I wanted him to feel like a king both because he had been through at least as much as I had, if not more, and also because he was fucking hot and I wanted to make sure he knew it. I no longer cared what it meant that I thought so.

He groaned again and then to my surprise got up off the bed. He patted it and then tilted his head with a question. Feeling like I was understanding what he wanted I bent over the side of the bed. He got on his knees behind me and bent over me, kissing the back of my neck. I recalled Julia and Sydney kissing my neck, biting my neck, putting their hands around my neck. It reminded me that I missed them and alerted me to something inside me that was aching with need. It was the desire for that drug; their pussies. I wasn't going to get that drug here but I let the need fuel my arousal.

My dick twitched as his lightly bumped it, our bodies rubbing together sensually. He had to be twice my size and I wanted him to show me what he could do with all that length and girth. It seemed that was exactly what he wanted to do too. He grasped my hips and I braced for him to enter me. Before he did, he ran the head of his cock over my hole, teasing me. I shuttered, on the verge of begging him to fuck me.

Finally, he slowly pushed his rod into me. I was immediately grateful for the vampire who had thought it would be fun to fuck me in the ass with a dildo. He was certainly bigger than that toy but at least I was looser for him and the feeling of him filling me up was more familiar and immediately pleasurable. He was gentler than she had been and more attentive to how quick I was to adjust to his size. Once he got into a rhythm, I got to experience first-hand some of what Julia and Sydney had experienced. I backed up on him, wanting to feel him as deep as he could go inside me.

After a while, he also reached under me and between my legs to take my already-stiff dick in his hand. He played with it as he railed my ass. He wanted me to cum with him. We collided again and again, my uncontrollable bucking ass and his forceful thrusts feeding off of each other in an ever escalating cycle of pleasure. I felt us slip into a wild primal mental state, governed only by the fact that this felt fucking good.

As I felt his intensity peaking, he suddenly pulled out of me and grabbed at my waist, prompting me to turn around quickly. When I was facing him, both of us on our knees, he grabbed my cock again and started furiously jerking it in sync with his own. His gaze was desperate and longing, like he was begging for something he hadn't had in a long time. I was sure he had come probably several times a day since vampires had taken the ship, knowing the captain. This had to be something else. Maybe it was that he wanted something real; something not influenced by supernatural powers. Maybe he just wanted me.

Mentally, I made my way past his pleading eyes and admired his flexing muscles. His abs made a perfect V shape pointed toward his throbbing cock. He skillfully pulled on both of us, making a twisting motion as his hands slid up and down. I ran my hand over his chest. It was firm and the feeling of it contracting slightly with his motions excited me. I felt his arms, his wrists and even his hands as they gripped me. I reveled in the strength and power I could feel in them.

An earthquake of feeling was beginning to build through my whole body starting from my cock as he continued to stroke it. As I was about to cum he hovered my cock above his. A long creamy load erupted from me and onto his throbbing cock, followed by two smaller ones. He kept masturbating, spreading my cum over his cock like lubricant. I was ready to collapse from my orgasm but he took me by the back of the head with his free hand and forced me to lean forward and put my mouth over his cum covered cock as he leaned back.

This time it went in as my mouth stretched further than I realized it physically could. I could still only manage to go down halfway but his cockhead plunged past my tongue to my throat. I swallowed my own salty cum as it dripped from him. I could feel my throat muscles massaging his tip as he uselessly but compulsively thrusted against my mouth. There was nowhere for his thick rod to go. It was lodged firmly in my mouth and just inside my throat and could delve no further.

I reached with the tip of my tongue to lick his balls as best I could, attempting to reward him for his rough handling of me. This was apparently what he needed in order to finish. He groaned and gripped my skull tightly. His dick pulsed and twitched inside my mouth until it deposited his seed directly into my throat. I swallowed several waves of it before he finally let my skull go and collapsed backwards on the floor. I didn't immediately back him out of my mouth, laying down between his legs with him still inside.

As I continued to massage his slightly shrinking member with my tongue, another dribble leaked from his cock and I swallowed it. Finally soft, I could fit it in my mouth without a struggle. I sucked it with renewed vigor, keeping it upright in my hand. He let out a soft moan and closed his eyes. Beginning to breathe deeply, he sleepily caressed my cheek as I pleasured his limp but still impressively sizable cock. I did this for a while longer even as I knew he was sound asleep simply because I didn't want to stop putting his cock in my mouth. Eventually, I grew tired again too and fell asleep where I was with his cock resting against my face. It wasn't the drug I craved but it was enough for now.

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Something woke me and I found myself still laying between Chad's legs, my lips touching his shaft. As his morning wood tempted me, I couldn't help but run my tongue across his length. This stirred him to wakefulness too. He smiled warmly down at me as his cock stiffened at my tongue's touch. I put his throbbing tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. He groaned and his hand in my hair became a fist, keeping me there.

My suckling was interrupted by some kind of distant commotion outside the locked door; someone yelling, bangs and thumps, and the clap of boots on the floor. I looked up at Chad, his cockhead still lodged in my mouth. He looked at the door and back at me and then shrugged. I shrugged in return and continued pleasuring the soft membrane filling my mouth.

Suddenly the door to our small room burst open as Julia came through and Sydney followed behind her. Chad's cock dropped out of my mouth as I sat stunned and mouth agape.

"Julia? Sydney?" I said, still in disbelief. They looked almost as surprised as I felt. Sydney's eyes teared up and Julia looked like she was holding back her tears too.

"I thought I'd never see you two again," I said as my own tears formed.

"Yeah well I-I couldn't.." Julia stuttered. "..we weren't going to let anyone tell us we couldn't have you."

"What's the point in having a new world at your fingertips if you don't have your best friend?" Sydney said, smiling. "I'm sorry we left you. We may have let things get out of hand."

They each embraced me tightly. It registered that they were clothed now and I was still naked. Julia was wearing a bikini top and Sydney wore a loose fitting tank top. They were both wearing mini shorts that barely covered their asses.

"Look, we have to go. The ship is in chaos. The Capitan.. she's dead," Julia said. "We were able to buy a way out but we have to hurry."

"Looks like your money saved your life after all, Matt," Sydney said with a smirk. I gave her an amused smile back. I looked back down at Chad. He looked defeated, still laying in the floor. He didn't deserve to be left to die. With his mistress gone, that was surely his fate.

"We're taking Chad with us," I said, purposefully wording it as a statement rather than a question. Julia eyed Chad's nude body, letting her lust show on her face for only a moment. She bit her lip before responding.

"Alright but we don't have any clothes for him so he better fit in yours," she said.

"I hope he doesn't," Sydney said flirtatiously. Julia took one last glance at him, raising her eyebrows in silent agreement with Sydney before pulling her by the hand out of the room. I did the same with Chad's hand, helping him up and following close behind Sydney.

We ran through the halls, passing piles of ash, flickering lights, and sparking wires. Did vampires really turn to dust when they died? I pushed the thought away, not wanting to indulge the idea that my friends, my goddesses, could ever die.

When we arrived at the upper deck, I saw that a quarter of the ship was in flames. A scuffle between two vampires was happening across from us. They were too focused on each other to notice us. We were within sight of what used to be Los Angeles. Fires raged in buildings across the landscape. Even from here, I could see the port was heavily guarded, all by women. A smaller military ship hurdled towards our massive cruise liner with intense purpose merely a couple of miles out.

"Come on!" Julia beckoned. She waved us toward a helicopter that was hovering overhead, a rope ladder hanging from it's open doors to the floor. Julia climbed the ladder, helping Sydney into the helicopter behind her. Chad, being as strong as he was, needed no help. As I started to climb one rung at a time, the helicopter started to rise. I panicked and held onto the ladder on for dear life. Chad offered his hand out to me. When I grabbed it, he pulled me inside. After I caught my breath, I found a seat next to him and across from Julia and Sydney.

From the window, I saw the military ship finally catching up to the cruise. A squadron of soldiers, all women, presumably vampires, filtered out of it and onto the deck, immediately fighting with vampires who didn't appreciate their boarding the ship, detaining men, and hauling them back to their vessel. If Julia and Sydney hadn't found me just in time, they'd be coming for me too. Reality was hitting me that we weren't ending a vacation and going back to any semblance of normal life. As I watched fire roar across the city, I realized life as I had known it was over and my best friends were the only thing standing between me and the hell below.

I pried my eyes from the carnage to look at them. Unexpectedly, Julia was already staring at me, sympathy in her eyes, a new look for her. Our gazing at each other caught Sydney's attention. She looked to Julia and then me, a small smile forming on her lips.

"We missed you, whether or not Jules can admit it," she said. Her sweet voice warmed my heart against the wave doom. I looked over at Chad, who was looking out the window probably thinking the same things I was. I reached out to touch his shoulder.

"I'm sorry about Captain Molly," I said. He turned his head, struggling to look away from the window until he did look at me. His face softened as our eyes locked. He sighed and shrugged. He gestured to the three of us and pressed his hand against his chest. He was glad to be with us.

"Glad you're here too. I just couldn't leave you, man," I said. He reached over and reassuringly squeezed the arm I had outstretched to him.

"By the way, did I walk in on you sucking his dick?" Julia said, finally regaining her composure and trying to add some levity to the conversation.

"Oh my God, did you?" Sydney enthused. Chad smiled triumphantly and nodded. My face burned. "What else did you two do while you were in the slammer Matt??"

Even though I wasn't sure how they'd take it, I didn't see the point in lying or trying to hide whatever this was that was emerging in me. Along with everything else, it was part of my new world. I liked dick and pussy, and that's all there was to it. These two were the reason I was alive and I figured I might as well trust them.

"He, um, fucked me too," I said.

"Aww, well I guess in one way, you're not so much a virgin anymore are you? Still, your little dick hasn't felt a pussy yet, right? Those girls didn't spoil you did they?" Julia asked.

"No, they didn't. Just oral and..one of them did stick a dildo inside me," I said. I thought about her use of the word "spoil". It was interesting to hear the old purity culture lingo used on a man instead of a woman. I imagined the tables would be turned a lot more often going forward.

"I bet that came in handy when you took Chad's big cock," Sydney said, looking at his still exposed member hanging between his legs.

"Yeah, it did," I said softly, looking the same direction and biting my lip.

"You do still like pussy right?" Julia asked, noticing my gaze on Chad. I turned back to stare between her legs now, only a couple of pieces of fabric between me and the drug I hadn't stopped craving. The withdrawals had been pushed to the background during all the excitement but the mention of it brought it back with full force.

"God yes," I said wistfully, immersed in getting any peek behind the stretched legs of her shorts.

"Hmm," she said like she was questioning me. "Prove it and then I'll give you your clothes."

She slowly pulled her short shorts down to her ankles, taking one foot out to spread her legs. My eyes scanned her lucious thighs as they were now displayed for me. I waited for her silk black panties to come off but they never did.

"Go ahead. Kiss my vampire cunt. Lick it. Even with my underwear on, I want you to show your devotion to it..to me," she said. She watched me intently, her mouth easing open with her own anticipation as I got up from my seat in the helicopter.

I got on my hands and knees and crawled between her legs. I kissed her mound like it was the soft lips of her face. I licked it from the bottom to the top where her clit protruded through the garment. She shuddered and ran her fingers through my hair.

Sydney looked on beside her until her gaze shifted to the man across from her.

"While you prove yourself, I'll reward Chad for how he took care of you," she said, not content to just watch. She got up and stood in front of him. Because her shorts were more pliable and her hips and thighs put less of a strain on them, she was able to simply pull them aside along with her panties. She propped a leg up on the armrest of his chair, showing herself to him. He couldn't resist her and within seconds he was hungrily lapping between her legs like a starved animal.

Turning my focus back to my own feast, Julia had grown wet beyond just my licking her. Her panties were soaking and I finally got the drug I needed. The first taste was so satisfying that I had to pause and take it in. Chills ran down my spine and my cock sprang to attention.