Disclaimer; This is a story about characters from the television show Vampire Diaries. It is a work of fiction and the author does not claim any knowledge about the private lives of actors appearing in the show, also this story implies nothing about their sexuality. I do not own these characters, adapted for television by produced and created by Kevin Williamson, and is loosely based on the series of novels by L. J. Smith. It is produced by Outerbanks Entertainment, Alloy Entertainment, CBS Television Studios and Warner Bros. Television.
Note from Author; This story contains sexual situations and if you're under age or are offended by homo-erotic works, you should probably stop reading now. If you're not, continue reading and please comment. I'll be delighted to hear your opinions and suggestions about it at phunkfactor@gmail.com . Happy reading! :)
Stefan lay on his bed. He himself was surprised at how close had he gotten to another man in the past few hours. Especially since Damon was kind enough to remind him of how traumatic his previous gay romance had been. Stefan went to sleep thinking about those days. It was the turn of the century, when the Salvatore brothers had run away from their ancestral home. Stefan was determined not to let Damon stray away, he was most sure that given Damon's emotional trauma and his recent transformation into a vampire would turn him into the worst vampire possible, sooner or later someone would stake him.
Those days were the hardest for Stefan, but he could never forget them. They were perhaps the only days he had ever really been close to Damon, ever since they both had been turned. Stefan not only had to control his own changing ways, but make sure Damon doesn't spin out of control. Those days often disturbed Stefan, just like they were going to disturb Stefan that particular day.
"Damon, no!", Stefan roared as he bolt upright from his lying position. He looked around, he was in his bed shirtless. The room was slightly spinning, probably from the quick rise he just did. It took Stefan a few minutes to make sense of where he was, these nightmares always left him in a daze. He remembered kicking Damon out of the room and locking him outside. He also remembered Damon shouting about leaving something for him. Damon leaned against the door, trying to hear any possible noise that would help him in finding out if Damon was lurking outside. Finding no sounds, Stefan was sure that he was the only resident of the house at the moment. Even Zach wasn't around, that was pretty strange. Zach never leaves the house for very long time periods.
Stefan opened the door and found a camcorder on the floor. There was a note attached to it in Damon's handwriting, 'To my darling but incredibly brother Stefan, from his drop dead gorgeous brother Damon'. Stefan chuckled at Damon's pride and his ways of showing it. The camcorder was definitely a new one. Stefan knew Damon liked to have sex with guys who had a good deal of resemblance with him, so did he finally record one of those sessions. But even if he did, why had he given it to me, Stefan wondered.
Stefan shut the door behind him. He wondered if he should take a look at it. Damon has never presented Damon with a photograph of himself, and here he left Stefan a recording. Stefan opened the screen and pressed play. The video showed Damon adjusting the camera for a few seconds, making sure the room is in full view. There is a bed behind Damon. Is this a sex tape, Stefan wondered as he saw Damon fixing his hair.
"Question! What do Paris Hilton and I have in common?", Damon chanted. "Tick tock tick tock tick tock. Time's up, slow coach!" he completed before Stefan could even decipher the question.
"A sex tape, you dumbass!", Damon cheered. Stefan wondered what kind of sick joke was Damon up to. "Yes, dear Stefan. You're about to witness my making lurrrvvv to our darling but completely useless relative, Zachary Salvatore!"
Damon yanked the bed sheet to reveal Zach. His hand were tied to the bed posts and Stefan could clearly see Zach was struggling to set free. Stefan wondered where Zach was right now. He saw Damon taking his shirt off and unbuckle his belt. "Don't you just love free porn, Stefan? Especially when it has someone as scrumptious as me!", Damon teased. Damon unbuttoned his jeans and took them off in a single motion.
"Let the action begin!", Damon roared.