He needed to move on, he knew, just as Amy had. As difficult as it may be, he'd made his bed, and would have to lie in it from this point onward. It was the only way he could save himself from losing control...
He was just about to close up his laptop and pour the remaining contents of his bottle of alcohol down the drain, however, when something caught his attention. Something in one of Justin's photos, so striking that his eyes locked on the sight, and drew him in like a magnet.
The scene in the photo was that of a party. Justin was tagged amidst a sea of people all standing around, with a mirror in the background. But of all the people standing there, Justin stood out as being the only one present not casting a reflection into the glass...
Steve blinked at this, confused, and not knowing just what to make of such a discovery. Maybe the photo had been taken at a weird angle or something, he considered... That was certainly possible. He knew all sorts of weird things could happen with mirrors and photography, and so it certainly wasn't that farfetched to consider.
Still, though, things didn't seem completely right, so he sat back down at his desk and continued to scroll through the photo album. It only took a few more clicks to find another picture of Justin standing next to a mirror, and once again, there was no reflection to be seen.
Again, and again, and again this happened. He even found one photo of Justin standing by a lake, and though the trees, the clouds, and all the scenery shone back from the surface of the water, Justin, himself did not.
Steve's eyes widened with suspicion, and he began to type furiously away at his keyboard, desperate to learn more about Amy's beloved new boyfriend, and get to the bottom of this...
Chapter 4
Once again, betrayal hit Amy like a bolt from out of the blue. She'd not been expecting the blow to come in the slightest, feeling blissful and content in her new life with Justin, and feeling like nothing in the world could possibly drag her back down to earth.
They'd been at a restaurant one Saturday evening on the occasion of her disillusionment, making conversation, laughing, and having a generally wonderful time as they waited for their meal to arrive. They sipped slowly from the expensive wine Justin had had brought to their table, and it stained his sharp teeth as he drank, making his fangs seem coated with blood.
Amy found herself briefly mesmerized by this telling sight, before shaking it off, and trying to reinsert herself back into the conversation.
It was just then, however, that none other than Steve himself staggered up to their table, looking drunk off his ass, and his expression one that let Amy know, on no uncertain terms, that she was in for one hell of a confrontation with her jealous ex.
“Oh God,” she said, bringing a hand to her head, and Justin turned just in time to see him coming.
“I'll handle this,” he said, standing up.
And, WHAM!
In an instant, Steve had seized an entire loaf of garlic bread off of a nearby table, chucked it in Justin's direction, and hit him squarely in the chest with the thing.
“You stay the hell away from her!” he moaned, and Amy could see restaurant workers beginning to emerge in an effort to calm him down.
“Jesus!” exclaimed Justin, taken so aback by the gesture that he seemed unable to come up with anything else to say.
“Amy! Amy, get away from him, while you still can! You don't know what the fuck he is!”
“Jesus!” parroted Amy, giving him a mean look at this profane outburst, and she could feel her cheeks going scarlet with embarrassment.
“Tell her!” yelled Steve, now at Justin, looking him straight in the eyes. “Tell her what you really are!”
Justin stared, slack-jawed, and Amy was surprised at his expression. He seemed to know exactly what Steve was referring to, meaning that he did in fact have a secret he'd been hiding from her, and she felt something inside her chest swelling to the point of bursting with anxiety.
“I-I-” Justin muttered, but Steve could tell he was short on time now, and that the restaurant staff would be on him in a matter of moments.
“He's a fucking vampire!” he blurted out. “A blood thirsty, predatory monster you're sleeping with! I did a little research, and found out he comes from a long line of freaks just the same as himself. He tries to hide it, I bet, but I know the truth!” The restaurant staff had their hands on him now, and he was crying out his last protestations as they hauled his ass away from the scene. “Get away from him Amy! Get the hell away before it's too late!”
Steve's cries faded from view as he was escorted from the restaurant, and now Amy turned to Justin, dumbfounded, and utterly lost for words. She wanted to ask, “Is this true?” but couldn't even bring herself to acknowledge such an absurd notion. And yet, judging by the look on his face, she knew she couldn't dismiss the possibility, as badly as she wanted to.
At last, Justin lowered his eyes in shame, and confirmed this absurd new truth himself. “I'm sorry Amy... I... I should have told you... I would have eventually...”
Her jaw fell open, and after staring at him in wonder for a moment she stormed out of the restaurant, not wanting to hear a single word more from either of the men as she disappeared into the night.
Chapter 5
Amy stayed over at Julie's apartment for the next several days, as she processed this most recent revelation and struggled to figure out where the hell she could go from here.
She felt so betrayed... So heartbroken...
Once again, a man she'd truly deeply loved had lied to her, and she felt as though this time there was simply no getting over it.
A vampire... The man she'd seen as her guardian angel had wound up being a goddamn vampire...
As absurd as it was, it did explain a lot of things. The mysterious way he'd swooped down from the sky to save her, for instance, when the two of them first met. His sharp teeth, and his tendency to penetrate her with them whenever the two of them had sex.
It may have been crazy, but she hadn't doubted for a second that what both men had told her had been the honest to God truth. She knew she'd been too lucky in finding a man so perfect, and that there must surely be something more to the story than what she'd been made aware of.
How the hell could he have done this to her? How could he have avoided telling her, when she could have been put in danger or something because of his own selfishness?
And Steve... Even though he'd potentially saved her by revealing the truth about Justin, she couldn't help but blame him for all of this. He'd intentionally sabotaged her relationship, ruined her newfound happiness after having taken the lion's share of it away himself.
And now, what was left for her?
She felt like it had all been taken away, and she would have to start from scratch all over again thanks to the dishonesty of the men she'd thought she'd loved.
Now, all that was left was to return to Justin's place and retrieve the remainder of her possessions, before turning and leaving them both behind forever in the dust.
She hadn't been at all prepared, however, for what was waiting in store for her when she showed up at the apartment, after having texted Justin that she was planning to stop by.
When she stepped through the front door for what she believed to be the final time, she saw not only Justin, but Steve as well, standing there waiting for her, leaving her confused and dumbfounded.
“What- what the hell is going on?” she asked, her eyes darting from one man to the other and back again, and both of them smiled at her.
“Look,” said Steve. “We know we both betrayed you, and... We're deeply, deeply sorry about it.”
“I was talking with Steve here,” said Justin, “After that... Um... Unfortunate night in the restaurant last week...” Amy couldn't help but notice that the two of them were closing in slowly around her now, making her pulse rise with every additional inch they crept along.
“He wanted to make sure that I kept his little secret to myself,” said Steve. “You know... Mak
e sure it stayed private, and that no one else found out about it besides the two of us. And I agreed... As mad as I'd been at him for winning you over, once I actually sat down and talked to him, I realized that he was a decent enough guy. Not bad at all to talk to, or unreasonable.”
“Yes... And once we'd settled on that, we talked some more,” said Justin.
“Yeah...” nodded Steve, and the two men were so close to her now that she could feel their body heat, causing her to break out in a sweat. “We talked about you... How we'd both screwed up so terribly, and all the things we missed about you...”
“We thought it was sad, in a way... That both of us cared about you so much, and yet each of us had been the reason that you broke up with the other. We realized how selfish we'd both been, and how much more you deserved than what either of us could give you...”
Amy's knees were trembling now, her throat constricting. This couldn't possibly be happening, she thought... She surely must be imagining it... It must certainly all be in her head...
“But we decided that, as flawed as both of us are... Maybe together, we can make up for our own foolishness...”
“I don't understand,” said Amy, shaking now, and the men both smiled at her.
“Don't you?” asked Justin. And in that moment, the two men turned toward one another, and brought their lips into one another. Amy's jaw dropped as she watched the two of them kiss, their tongues pushing into one another's mouths, twisting around their cheeks, making out as though they'd had plenty of time to practice up to this point. Their rugged, masculine faces looked delectable as they sank further and further into one another, and she found herself completely breathless when at last the two of them pulled themselves apart.
“See,” said Steve, his lips still wet from where Justin had just been swallowing them up. “The two of us were able to kiss and make up... Maybe you'd like to join us?”
“Oh God... I... I...” Amy stammered, dazed, taken aback by all of this. Her eyes kept darting back and forth, back and forth between the two men, her defenses slipping- and at last she could no longer stand the temptation.
Losing all control, she flung herself forward, pressing her lips into Steve, missing his taste after having been apart from him for so long. Then, after having inhaled him for several long, blissful moments, she turned instead to Justin, their eyes locked, as she leaned into kiss him as well.
The three of them separated, the two men smiling with satisfaction at their plan having worked so perfectly. Each of them extended a hand to Amy, and the three of them disappeared into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Moments later, the trio's clothes were melting like liquid to the floor. Shirts and pants, blouse and skirt, socks, underwear, bra, and panties. The three of them stood, naked and entwined, making out passionately, incapable of getting enough of one another. Justin's lips were on Amy's, kissing her soft and deep, her tongue rolling around those sharp, vampiric fangs of his. Then, Amy's lips were on Steve's, craving him more than ever after that first kiss of reunion back in the living room of the apartment.
And then, at last, Steve's lips were on Justin's, the two of them revealing to her their bisexual sides in a way that turned her on like hell. She alternated between masturbating to the sight of her two lovers devouring one another, and masturbating them instead as they kissed, pumping the shafts of their erections with tightly clenched fists, jacking them off as pre-ejaculate coursed through her fingers.
Around and around their kisses went, making Amy dizzy and lightheaded with satisfaction at receiving so much love. Sometimes, the three of them would meet in the middle, all kissing at once, or else both men would press their naked, sweaty bodies up against Amy, grinding their erections up against her skin as they kissed over her shoulders.
At one point, finally, she became so enamored with watching the two of them make out that she could no longer stand it. She stooped down onto the floor, and took both men's cocks in hand- one long, white and veiny, one black, pulsing, and covered with pre-ejaculate. She spit onto both men's tips, and spread the saliva along them from head to base as she proceeded to jack the two of them off. When they were nice and slick, she opened her mouth wide, and proceeded to suck the two of them off. She plunged Justin's erection down her throat first, followed by Steve's, and switched back and forth, back and forth between the two of them as they made out like newlyweds up above. She savored the filling of her throat with their hugenesses as she choked on them, their tips jabbing against the back of her neck, making it pleasantly difficult for her to breathe.
Spit began to dribble down along her cheeks, dripping onto her bouncing breasts as she heaved her entire body into the two of them. Before long, they'd become so aroused by her actions down below that the two men stopped kissing altogether, and reached down to pull her back to her feet.
They smiled at her approvingly, savoring the view of her face as spit continued to drip down along it. Then they brought her over to the bed, and Steve lay down upon its surface, his wet, hard dick swinging gently through the air. Amy climbed up on top of him, covering him up like a blanket, and Justin helped slide his long hard dick into the opening of her pussy. She moaned as he pushed up along inside, filling her pleasantly up with his hugeness.
She stared, smiling, into Steve's eyes as her body writhed about on top of him, sliding her pussy back and forth up against him. His shaft felt warm and delectable as it slid through her folds, and the two of them began to kiss, pushing their tongues into one another as they fucked. He slammed his pelvis as hard as he could up into her from below, preparing her for what was shortly to come, and she moaned with pleasure as sensations began to well up inside her.
Then, when she was nice and wet enough, Steve settled down beneath her, and Justin climbed his way up onto the pile. He aligned himself with her already overstretched opening, seizing handfuls of her ass in his hands. Then he slowly pushed his way into her, his long, black dick filling up her vagina atop Steve's, their wet shafts sliding together, until at last he, too, touched down inside her.
She whimpered, trembling with sensations as she waited for the two of them to begin. She'd never been this full before in all of her life, and she wasn't sure whether she would be able to survive once they started in on her.
The two men proceeded to fuck her...
She screamed as their shafts began to plunge in and out of her from either direction, moving in tandem, so that as Justin's penis was pulled out, Steve's was pushed deep inside, and so on and so on.
“Oh God... Oh yes... Fuck... FUCK!”
She loved the sensations of the men's shafts rubbing together inside her, and they, too, seemed to be enjoying themselves rather considerably, grunting as they were with every brutal pounding of her body.
Harder and harder they annihilated her, thrusting, humping, fucking. The bed rattling violently beneath their collective weight, smashing hard into the wall, her cries of pleasure and agony deafening as they echoed loudly through the room.
And at last, at long, long last, both Steve and Justin threw their entire weight up into her one final time, holding themselves steadily in place. They began to ejaculate into her body, filling her up with pulse after pulse of their hot, molten seed, drenching one another's erect shafts as they continued to screw from below, and setting Amy over the edge with pleasure.
An orgasm, the likes of which she'd never before known, coursed through her body in waves. Justin bit down hard on her neck as she came, adding a last pang of agony to the excitement of the moment, and making her feel as though her body was about to burst. Her toes curled, her fingers curled into flesh, and her spine arched, somehow pushing her deeper into the bodies of both men at once.
Finally, with an intense, powerful gasp, the last pangs of sensation dissipated. The men slowly pulled themselves out of her, the three of them sweaty, panting, and exhausted, but thrilled as hell with the unspeakable pleasure of what they'd just done.
Amy, Steve, and Justin l
aid kissing and caressing in the afterglow, the three of them unable to get enough of one another, savoring the beauty of their reunion.
Amy didn't know what sort of future this strange, unorthodox relationship held in store for the three of them. But she did know one thing, no matter what the future brought- a triadic romance between her ex- fiancé and a vampire would definitely never get boring.
THE END
Hot Neighbor
Damp air flowed through the dark bedroom. A cool breeze from the open window hit Julie’s backside as she slept snuggled against her boyfriend, Kyle’s, back. With a small shiver, she moved closer to him. He made a low moan and ran his hand over her ample bottom, pulling the blanket up to cover her.
Sheer curtains blew into the room as something moved outside the window. Like nails on a chalk board, a shrill sound woke the couple, and they sat up. Julie screamed as she saw a dark shadow looming just outside the open window.
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