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T urney let out a choking cough, sputtering up water as his head broke the surface. He sent a glare at the laughing vampire, who had just flipped him off his innertube. The man was now fully in the water as well.

“I thought you wanted to relax?!”

“I do!” Octavius sent him an alarmingly evil smile. He started to swim backwards, but didn’t get far.

Turney sent water flying as he struggled to get out of his boyfriend’s hold, while the man dragged him off. “Octavius!”

He blinked on suddenly finding himself on his back on dry-ish land…the surface underneath him felt almost like foam, yet slightly harder. It was soft enough to lie on, but not so soft that them being on it would change its shape in any way.

Lifting his head up, his eyes widened on realizing that Octavius had dragged him onto a massive open clam shell, that appeared to be embedded into the floor of a stone grotto. The walls on three sides were stone, but covered in vines. They were shielded from view of the river by a thick grouping of fake plants. The same plants that Octavius had just pulled him through. Plants that were hiding the opening of a wooden gate, which appeared to have been latched to keep it from swinging closed.

To the left of the shell was an open treasure chest, filled to the brim, and piled up was a lot of…questionable things to find in a water park… Disposable lube packets…condoms of all sizes…wet wipes…and some things he was going to pretend he did not see…

His head flopped back, and he eyed the vampire, who was crouched over him. “What in the hell…is this?”

“Heheh.” Octavius giggled demonically as the man’s groping hands reached for his swim trunks.

He smacked them away, even as his cock tried to perk up. “OCTAVIUS, THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE!?”

“No, that’s not true! It’s Adult Wednesday. There are no children in the water park on Adult Wednesdays. Unless you recall seeing any that I missed?”

Adult… “What? You just made that up!”

Though…Turney supposed…the treasure chest did suggest that this was the park’s doing…but why?! And was that even legal…?

“I did not!” Octavius huffed. “Think back, do you remember seeing a single child since stepping foot in the water park today?!”

“I…” He trailed off on a frown, which only deepened more when he realized that he had not… “Why…are there no children?”

“Because two Wednesdays out of the month, they hold a nudist event in the water park. Thus called, Adult Wednesday!” The vampire’s head tilted cutely. Well, cute if one ignored the lecherous smile on his face. “Did you not see the signs?”

Turney had…not. Then again, he hadn’t actually been reading any signs they passed. But that did explain…why the wait wasn’t too long to get in… Not to mention the lack of high-pitched screaming that one normally heard at a water park…

He sighed. “Okay, I didn’t see any children, but I also didn’t see any nude people.”

“Oh, that’s because they keep it contained in the fake beach section! Which we didn’t go near. Now…hehehehe.” Octavius giggled and yanked his swim trunks down.

“Octavius,” Turney protested, covering his dick as his face rapidly changed temperature. “We are literally outside! More outside and in public than the hot tub, as anyone floating by will hear us, or possibly creepily take a look.”

Octavius waved his hand. “Not a problem!”

Standing up, the vampire removed his own trunks. Despite not being fully on board, his cock started to harden under his hands as he took in Octavius’ form, which he’d been ignoring until now, as a hard-on in a water park was not advised.

With his thick, solid, muscular chest, the vampire really looked like one of those ancient statues that had come to life…with smooth, deep olive skin…minus the small package.

Turney licked his lips as he eyed the thick, long prick. Already hard, the foreskin had pulled back, showing the man’s ruddy head… Urgh, he wanted it…

His view was blocked as the vampire turned away and walked out of the clam, to close the gate. Fully hard now, Turney traced the man’s broad shoulders and taunt ass instead.

Octavius spun, his hands on his hips as he nodded towards the now closed gate, saying, “See! Not a problem!”

“That doesn’t fix the sound issue,” he absently said, as his eyes were drawn down the vampire’s body, his gaze following the man’s happy trail to his cock.

“It’s fine, no one cares!”

“I care.” Well…part of him cared…the other part of him… Turney licked his lips. The other part of him wanted to taste. But he wasn’t going to give in to that part, as…they were literally in public… Well, a private…public area…

“Do you?” Octavius giggled as he wiggled his hips, causing his dick to bob. “You seem rather distracted and interested to me.”

“You can’t really blame me for looking,” Turney huffed. Sitting up, he stopped covering his crotch and lightly rested his hands in his lap as he met the vampire’s gaze. “You do look like…that.” He waved a hand at him.

Octavius’ head cocked. “Like what?”

“Beautiful? Perfect? Sex on a stick?”

The vampire smirked. “Hmm, indeed, I do fit all of those adjectives.” Octavius’ gaze swept down, and Turney’s skin prickled where he felt the man’s eyes on him. “As do you. So why don’t we merge our sticks and become the sexiest stick of all time?!”

“Perfect, my ass.” Turney snorted. “Also…‘merge our sticks’?”

“Yes, I will admit, that didn’t sound as good out loud as it had in my head. And you are perfect, so don’t even try to argue!” Octavius huffed. “Now, regardless of the horrible wording, the point still stands! Let us bang boots, twirl our wigglies, bump uglies, do the tango! Let me clap your cheeks, play patty cake with your cakes, bump and grind, watch that one service that loves to cancel good shows and chill. Let me sex you up, TURNEY!”

Turney choked on spit as a laugh tried to force its way out. After an unflattering coughing fit, he groaned, “You are beyond ridiculous. And having sex here just feels wrong… Even if… You know, it feels even more wrong knowing that sex is what this place is probably for.”

The vampire hummed. “I’d assume a box of condoms, lube, and sex toys would remove the word ‘probably’ from the equation.”

Turney hadn’t really wanted to think about how many people had probably had sex where he was currently sitting, and…yeah…now he was. “Not helping your case.”

“Oh, come on, you know you want to.” Octavius gripped his cock and started to wag it at him. “Wanna lick my lollipop? Deep throat my sausage? Bob for semen? Gargle?— ”

“No more!” He laughed in both disbelief, and just unending cringe and embarrassment. His ears and face would likely feel like they were on fire, if he still felt heat. Rubbing his face with a sigh, he waved the crazy bat over. “Just get over here, you loon. I’d rather deal with being embarrassed after the fact, than be melted by you waxing lude, and horrifyingly insane, come ons.”

Octavius giggled. “I had more!”

“Get over here,” he demanded, before giving him a warning. “Say one more and I’ll change my mind.”

“Spoil sport.” The vampire hmphed…but walked over.

Licking his lips, his eyes moved to his prize for listening to the vampire’s awful euphemisms. Getting up onto his knees, he slid his hands up Octavius’ muscled thighs and leaned forward, flicking his tongue over the tip.

Octavius’ fangs dropped fully, his hand sliding into Turney’s hair as the man’s tongue dug into his slit. His zombie nipped and teased the head of his cock, drawing hisses from his lips as a drop of pre-cum spurted out, and the man licked it away greedily with a pleased hum.

He shuddered as the man’s large, veiny hands gripped onto him. His zombie looked so pretty on his knees. The pale, bare muscles of his chest rising and falling as he tried to devour him, his cut cock jutting out, with pre-cum already forming at the tip.

The scar over the man’s heart no longer sent Octavius into a panic whenever he saw it. Now, it just showed that he was here with him, that Turney had survived. The pounding of the zombie’s heart prevented any worry from coming. The claw marks, the bites, he couldn’t help but love them, because without them, Turney would not be here.

Octavius moaned when Turney finally took his head, and part of his length, into his mouth and down his throat. All thoughts of scars and more fell away under the sensation. He did his best to remain still, even though he wanted to plunge in when the zombie started to bob up and down on him, taking more of his length each time. He couldn’t give his bun what he wanted too easily now, could he?

Turney began to let out hungry whimpers as he sucked and swallowed around him, while staring up at him, his eyes begging. The vibrations sent shudders of pleasure through him, and moans were pulled from his lips each time the man swallowed hard around his length.

“Need something from me, my precious zombie bun?” He chuckled huskily.

Stopping with half of Octavius’ cock in his throat, Turney glared up at him with a loud whimper.

Octavius let out a shuttered laugh. “Do you want to choke on it, my sweet?”

Turney let out another whimper that changed to a gagging noise when he thrust his hips forward and began to fuck his mouth. Turney’s grip tightened on his thighs, and the longer he thrust in and out, the more his zombie relaxed his throat to take him. Turney still gagged, but he took as much of him as he could.

Octavius groaned, “That’s it, take all of me.”

Turney moaned anytime he wasn’t fully blocking his airway.

As he had no intention of finishing this way, he slowed his hips when he felt the familiar pressure of his orgasm build. “Turney, while your mouth is busy, why don’t you open up that other hole of yours, and find us some condoms?”

He would have just done it, but…it wasn’t as if he could reach into the chest while standing.

Octavius frowned when Turney didn’t respond to his words at all. The man instead just kept whimpering, moaning, and…gagging.

Turney gagged as Octavius’ cock pushed all the way inside his throat, tears streaming down his face while a drop of pre-cum dripped from his slit. He loved it… He loved his mouth being so full, his lips stretched wide, the feeling of Octavius’ thick length sliding down his throat.

“No!” he whined hoarsely, when Octavius pulled out of his mouth. He chased the man’s dick, trying to take it back in.

“Turney…” Octavius laughed. The vampire’s grip in his hair held his head back. “You can have that back once you do as you're told.”

“You didn’t tell me to do anything!” Turney huffed, glaring up at the man.

The vampire beamed down at him, and for some reason, he looked very amused. “Oh, but I did. I told you to open yourself up, and to find us some condoms, so we have less to clean up when we are done.”

Turney stared. “You did not…”

Octavius’ smile widened, and he caressed the side of his face with one hand. “Oh, but I did.”

Had he really? He cleared his throat, his eyes flicking down to the man’s pulsing, spit-covered cock. “Okay…well, I’ve heard you now, so…”

Chuckling, Octavius said, “Yes, yes, you can have it back.”

Turney lunged, taking the man back into his mouth and throat without hesitation. Whimpering while Octavius went back to fucking his face, he blindly reached over into the chest. Grabbing what felt like one of the single use packets of lube, he dropped it beside him, before reaching back in and picking up what felt like a condom. He held it up.

“Too small, for either,” Octavius hissed.

He tossed the condom back in and felt around, grabbing another and holding up.

“Nope.”

He let out an irritated whine that ended in him choking a bit, as the vampire gasped and thrust in deeper than before.

Would it have killed them to organize the damn chest, instead of just tossing things into one big pile?! Turney dropped the second condom back into the chest and tried another one.

“Works for you.” The vampire took it from him, tearing it open with his teeth before handing the condom to him as he tossed the wrapper aside.

Turney quickly slid it over his hard, aching cock, and felt around again, grabbing the largest condom he could find.

Octavius snatched it from him. “Good.”

Finally, he thought, while he picked up the lube packet. Managing to open it with one hand, he squeezed down on it, spilling the contents over his fingers.

Dropping the now empty wrapper, he moaned around the thick length that was still moving between his lips, as he reached back and probed his hole.

Turney wasn’t gentle with himself. Spreading the lube around, he pushed in one finger roughly before adding another, stretching himself. He started to fuck his own ass, as Octavius fucked his mouth, the vampire moaning loudly while he did.

The stimulation was almost too much at once. If Turney wasn’t careful, he would blow before the vampire had even entered his ass.

“Enough,” Octavius growled.

Pulling away, the vampire tore open his own condom wrapper, and rolled it on. He was on top of Turney so fast, he didn’t even have time to complain, or to really think, as he toppled to the ground, the vampire practically folding him in half when he slid inside.

Turney let out a raspy, breathless cry, his body trembling as the thick length slid in, pressing right against his prostate. Octavius’ groans mixed with his once the vampire started to pump in and out of him.

Already so close to the edge, it wasn’t long before Turney’s whole body was tensing up. He tossed his head back as he screamed his release. The vampire’s matching shout merged with his when the man tumbled over, while Turney’s ass clenched around his cock.

Turney whimpered as he continued to come, Octavius still jerking inside of him. Laying there with his legs resting on Octavius’ shoulders, he felt amazing… His body was tingling, and his throat was slightly sore, as was his ass, though it wouldn’t be for long.

So…he felt…amazing… Less so when his gaze was drawn to the crack in the far left corner of where the clam hinged together. There was a trash can…and leaning against it was what looked like a pressure washer.