Until We Meet Again

Chapter 17

Xavier

As I sat next to Calvin, I could feel the weight of his head on my shoulder. "Thank goodness it's over," he said with a hint of fear and relief. "That girl was seriously annoying, but at least the food was good." I couldn't help but agree, "Yeah, it was delicious." I turned to him, wanting to know more about the restaurant Heather had picked. "So, which restaurant did Heather choose?" I asked. "The Tower," Calvin responded, noticing the discomfort in my eyes.

"No, something's not right. What's going on?" he pressed, noticing his discomfort in my face. I just ignore him, and walk into the kitchen. He watched as I grabbed a juice pouch from the fridge. I took a sip, and then suddenly vomited into the sink before passing out.

"Xavier!" he yelled, panicking as I fall. When I woke up, I found myself laying in my bed. What had happened? I asked, trying to piece together the events from before. As I sat up, Calvin's concerned voice brought me back to reality. "You passed out, after you threw up. You need to tell me what's going on," he pleaded. But I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth.

Ignoring his questions, I told him to go home and that I had everything under control. But Calvin refused to leave, crawling into bed next to me. "I've been really stressed about school," I finally admitted, my voice shaky. "Becoming a doctor isn't easy." But as I spoke, I couldn't help but feel guilty about our relationship. "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this anymore," I said, my heart heavy with the truth. "We're not together, and I think our friends with benefits arrangement should end." Calvin's face fell, but he didn't argue as he got up to leave.

As he gathered his things, I realized my mistake and tried to stop him. But it was too late, he was already out the door. "What have I done?" I thought to myself, regretting my words. All day, I tried to reach out to Calvin, but he wouldn't answer my calls or texts. So I decided to go to work at the campus shop, hoping that some hot tea would calm my nerves. But when I walked in, I was shocked to see Calvin working at the register.

"Calvin," I s aid, my voice shaking. "I know you're upset, but please don't go. We need to talk about this." Calvin stopped in his tracks, his expression unreadable. "What is there to talk about?" he asked, his voice cold.

"I need to tell you something, but not here. Meet me after your shift at our local hanging out spot" I said, as Im walking away. After Calvin shift we meets up where we normally do. Xavier why am I here? "I brought here to tell you something important" "get to the point" Calvin says. "Well here I go, Calvin I'm a vampire."

Calvin stood there in silence, processing my words. I could see the emotions flicker across his face as he tried to understand. Finally, he spoke, "Xavier, I don't know what to say. I don't know how to feel about this." He paused, looking into my eyes. "But I want to understand. I want to know more about what it's like for you and how I can support you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. "Thank you," I said, barely able to speak. "I was so afraid of how you would react, but I'm glad you're willing to listen."

We talked for hours, and I opened up to him about my life as a vampire. To my surprise, he listened intently and asked questions, showing a genuine interest in understanding. As the sun began to rise, Calvin said, "You don't have to worry about me leaving, Xavier. I'm here for you, no matter what."

I hugged him tightly, feeling a sense of relief and gratitude wash over me. "Thank you," I whispered. "I'm so lucky to have you in my life." And for the first time in a long time, I knew that no matter what happened, Calvin would always be there for me.

***
Xavier

It been a month, and in which I thought Calvin would be there for but he wasn't.  We haven't spoken in a month since I told him that I was a vampire.

I'm having a sip of water in my kitchen when I hear a knock at my front door. I walk over to the front door and look through the peephole to see Calvin. I unlock the door and he storms in. "Hello to you too," I say. He takes a step back and takes a deep breath. "We need to talk," he says.

I gesture for him to follow me into the kitchen. I pour us both a cup of water and take a sip. Calvin looks me in the eyes and says, "I'm in love with you." I'm taken aback by his words and almost choke on my water. I nervously reply, "Come again?" He blushes and says, "I'm in love with you, Xavier. I knew I should've come here."

I walk around the counter and pull him in for a kiss. I can feel the electricity between us as I wrap my arms around him. He leans in and our lips meet, sealing the moment. Calvin pulls away and says, "I guess you do feel the same way." I smile and reply, "Yes, I do, I always did just could never find the right time to tell you."

So what do you want to do now? Calvin asks. "I don't know, maybe whatever you want to do," I reply. Calvin wraps his arms around me, and I wrap mine around him. We embrace each other for a few minutes before releasing. "How about a movie night?" I say. "Ooh yeah, but first, I'm going to change clothes," Calvin says.

Calvin leaves my place and walks over to his. A few minutes later, Calvin returns in pajamas and holding one of his stuffed animals. "Cute romper" I say, almost dropping my cup of water. "Cute shorts," he says as I walks past me. I try to hold in the urge to slap his butt.

All night, I tried to focus on the movie, but Calvin's dick just kept calling my name. "Is everything alright?" Calvin asks. "Yeah, just a little sleepy," I yawn. "How about we skip the movie? Calvin says, "What do you have in mind? Calvin hops onto my lap and kisses me. "What was that for?" I ask. "Oh, nothing, daddy" he replies. "I just wanted to kiss you." I kiss him back, and he wraps his arms around my neck. He grinds against my dick, and I groan, "Baby." He responds, "Yes?" His movements speed up, and I feel my dick hardening. Calvin stands up, kneels and starts to unbuckle my jeans, slowly pulling them down. He wraps his hands around my rock-hard dick through my boxers, then slides my boxers down.

He looks up at me with a mischievous grin, saying, "I see someone's horny." He leans forward and kisses the head of my dick, then sticks his tongue out, licking the head. I tell him to move back a little, and he does, just staring at my dick. "How many inches is your dick?" he asks. I answer, just like I told him before, "Eight."

Calvin takes my dick into his mouth, and I grab ahold of his curly hair. He keeps sucking, and I moan, "Aw shit, I'm gonna cum!" He keeps going, and I release all my juices into his mouth; he swallows it all. Calvin sticks his tongue out, showing me how all my cum is gone. I lift Calvin and carry him to my bed, laying him down. I unbutton the back of his romper to reveal his perfectly round ass.

I wrap my hands around his seven-inch and crouch down, grabbing hold of his thighs and pulling him closer to the edge of the bed. I tell him to lift his legs and pull his lower half up, and he does as I say. I start to lick and suck his dick, and he moans in pleasure. I slide my tongue up and down, and then I move my mouth up and down his shaft.

I take my time, exploring his body and ensuring he enjoys every moment. Calvin's breathing quickens, and he lets out a loud moan. I can tell he's about to cum, so I suck harder, and that's all it takes. "Daddy," Calvin moans in ecstasy. He then releases his juices, and I swallow it all. I grab hold of Calvin legs and tell him move closer to my face.