Because he's a vampire, Jonathon Splinter needs to feed, hungry for blood. He seeks out young men along Lake Erie in the small town of Bitter. As Halloween approaches, Jonathon devises a plan for his next hunt with the help of his mortal lover and personal assistant, Toby Kinks.<br><br>Life grows bitter for Jonathon, though. Someone discovered his true identity and witnessed one of his bloody hunts where he not only fed but also murdered the man. Now Jonathon is being blackmailed.<br><br>With Toby’s help, Jonathon seeks out the blackmailer, and the two devise a plan in which Jonathon will hunt and feed on the man. But on the evening of the planned murder, Jonathon Splinter's bloody life will change forever.

Blood on My Hands

As J pounded his afternoon waiter, he told me, “You’re dick feels great, Jonathon. Slip it inside me if you want.”


I didn’t slip anything inside him. I had a boyfriend to do that to. Someone more handsome, enlightening, and erotically special to me.


Instead, standing behind him, feeling his to and fro motion rub the excess skin on my cock, since it was snugly nestled between his meaty ass cheeks, my palms and fingers strayed to his sides and grazed his fleshy-covered ribs. They discovered the outer areas of his gym-pumped pecs, his sweat-dappled skin, and all the intricate and naked whatnots that made up a beautiful man. My action caused the jock to moan and whisper my name once…twice…three times, as if he were fucking me instead of the elf-like waiter.


Chapter 8