A/N: My best friend is sleeping now so I have time to post the first chapter. Please don't forget to give me your first impressions. And do you guys even feel like reading another vampire story?

Hello, my name is Wang Yibo. I'm 25 years old and oh yeah, I'm a vampire. Actually, I am a nurse. I even studied extra for this. I graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in nursing. But since a year ago, I don't go to work anymore. I can't anymore because, well, vampires drink blood and in the hospital where I worked, there's lots of blood. The temptation would be too great.

I would have unlimited access to my food, but if someone found out I was a vampire, they would put me in a lab and run tests on me. No, thanks. I can do without that.

But because blood is essential for my survival, I need at least 500 milliliters of it every day. Fortunately, my best friend can help me. He works at the blood donation and can regularly bring me a few blood bags. In return, I have to let him stay with me for free.

So now you're probably wondering how I, as a vampire who had to give up his beloved job, can afford an apartment, right? Well, my parents bought me this apartment when they sold their house and moved abroad. And I opened my own private detective agency. It's a good job because I work there mostly at night. All I needed was a license, I got that through three months of training. And then, of course, the start-up capital. I took my savings for that.

Surely you want to know if I could just accept not being human anymore or? The answer is yes. Sure in the beginning I was stressed and hated it. But complaining didn't help me either. So I looked for a way to cope with it. And I found that way. Fortunately, I'm someone who never gives up so quickly and can find something good in everything bad.

Nevertheless, I would rather still be a human being. A human who would never have known that vampires and werewolves live in our world. Yes, there you look! They really exist! There aren't very many werewolves anymore, but, they do exist! I encountered one just last week when I followed a client's unfaithful husband into the woods where he was having a little amorous adventure with his affair.

I was lying in wait to take the perfect picture of the two cheaters when the two were attacked by a huge black wolf with yellow eyes. The werewolf grabbed the woman and ripped her throat apart. Then, as it was about to pounce on the shocked man, a second black werewolf came and dragged the other one along with it.

I'm a little embarrassed to say this. But because they left the corpse of the woman and her blood smelled so delicious that I couldn't hold back anymore, I pounced on the corpse and sucked out the rest of her blood. And that also still before the eyes of the man! I had no choice but to kill him. I really hate to do this. But, I have to hide and protect my true identity! No matter how!

I buried the two corpses afterwards in the forest and dragged with full body effort a gigantic stone to their grave. I covered the grave with the stone and put still moss and foliage around it. I told my client that I saw him get into a woman's car and they drove away.

To make her believe that he had left, I drove to the next town and bought all kinds of stuff with her husband's credit cards. For example, some new clothes for men and women. I booked a room for two in a cheap hotel and even had expensive champagne brought to the room. And then I also had to hire two petty criminals to spend the night in that room.

It is really exhausting to keep my identity as a vampire secret. But only a year ago I had a normal boring life. I went to work and spent my free time at home on the sofa. I longed to finally meet a man who would be my first. I was so tired of never having slept with a man at my age.

By means of some sex toys I tried to imagine how it would be when a man is inside me and fucks me. But, these sex toys are just toys and not a substitute for a man. Unfortunately, as a young gay man in this country it is very hard to find a guy. I never liked going to clubs and such. I never liked too many people in one pile.

So I tried it like many others. Through the Internet! From an acquaintance from the university I learned about this Internet portal, where the LGBTQ+ community exchanged. There was also the possibility to date others. Either to a real date with everything that belongs to it. For those who want a partnership. Or for sex. What I preferred. Because that's all I wanted. I wanted someone with whom I can meet and have sex from time to time.

Selection and offers there was a lot, but most were really perverse. I wanted only sex and not that someone licks my feet or ties me up somewhere. And I did not want to be a master or slave. Just the idea of having my first time with such a pervert, I found disgusting.

But then finally a door opened and it became bright. So well, never mind. I met someone who seemed to be quite normal. He wrote me that he thought I was totally cute and would like to get to know me. We wrote to each other for over a month. To see if we like each other when we sit across from each other, we decided to meet without any obligation.

This first non-binding meeting was then to take place in a café near my apartment. I admit. On the one hand, I was excited and could hardly wait. On the other hand, I was also a little worried. He was and remained a stranger. It was supposed to be just about sex. But I still wanted to be careful. Therefore, I also suggested this café.

On the day of our date, I had early duty at the hospital. I went to take a shower after my shift there and went straight to the café from there. I got there a few minutes early and ordered two coffees. I sat down at a table with a window because I wanted to see when he was coming.

And while I was waiting there excitedly for my appointment and looking out of the window, it started to snow. It had been the first snow and it wasn't even winter yet. Autumn had still been in full swing. But still, it was cold enough for the first snow.

Many people walked past the café. Some rubbed their cold hands and had only thin jackets on. A few had umbrellas with them and were dressed thickly. A few children were trying to catch the snowflakes with their tongues. An old man was pushing his wife in a wheelchair, who was looking at the sky with a beaming smile. Well, and I waited and waited.

We were scheduled to meet at 5 pm. But he still wasn't there at 5:45 pm. I checked my email box several times to see if he had written to me, but there was nothing. I wrote to him but got no reply. Disappointed, I paid for the coffee that had gone cold and headed home.

I didn't have very far to go. It was enough to take a shortcut. The dark narrow alley and through the small park. I had walked this short distance so many times that I probably could have walked it in my sleep. My thoughts were with the man. I wondered why he hadn't at least cancelled?

When I almost reached the end of the dark alley, I saw a man standing there. He was standing with his back leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. The closer I got to him, the more familiar he seemed. And then when I could make out his face, I stopped, frozen. It was the man I had a date with.

He came towards me and smiled. His eyes seemed threatening to me. Like those of a hungry animal. "Sorry Yibo, I couldn't make it." He said. Sure, that was a lie. But the moment I saw him, I didn't care.

Although I clearly felt the danger he posed, I couldn't take my eyes off him. Something in me forced me to move even closer to him. So close, until he could put his hand under my chin and kiss me. "Your lips are so warm and soft. And you smell so seductive, too. Besides, you're even cuter than I would have thought." He whispered.

I felt a chill run down my spine. I was afraid. But I couldn't run away. I was spellbound and he could do whatever he wanted with me. He didn't even hide his fangs after he kissed me and bit my lower lip. He licked the blood off my lip and told me it was very delicious.

I wanted to push him away from me and run away. But I had no strength at all to do so. Instead, he pressed me against the wall of the house and pressed his body against mine. He kissed me and sucked on my lower lip. He pushed his hand down into my trousers and played around with my cock. And though my panic was growing, I could do nothing but moan and allow him to jerk me off in that dark alley. 

As hard as I tried, I couldn't stop my body from fully engaging with his touch. He masturbated my cock until I had an orgasm. I was breathing hard and fast and even returned his kisses. "Now if you're very well-behaved, I'll put my cock inside you later, too." He whispered.

Of course I didn't want that. But still I answered, "I'll be good." I cried while I said this. Because he had taken me completely under his control and I didn't understand all this. I was panic-stricken and wanted to go home. But I was unable to move even a millimeter.

Therefore, I couldn't do anything against it when he drove his fangs into my neck and drank my blood. I felt no pain and could even hear him swallowing my blood. After a few minutes, maybe 2 or three minutes, I started to feel dizzy. I felt my body getting weaker and weaker and fought the faintness that was starting to set in.

When he finally stopped drinking my blood, I could barely stay on my feet. My knees were as soft as liquid butter. I could even feel my own heartbeat. It was getting slower and slower. And without his control over my body, I'm sure I would have collapsed long ago. "You've been a good boy. Now you'll get your reward, too." He whispered.

Panic-stricken, I stared at him with watery eyes as he opened my trousers and pulled them down a bit. I already thought, now he would rape me too, without me being able to defend myself. But then I heard a loud growl in the alley.

I could not see anything. My eyes were swollen from crying. I could only hear someone or something coming closer. The vampire hissed and finally let go of me. I felt how I could move freely again. But I had no more strength and just fell to the ground. And the last thing I saw was the vampire running off, followed by what looked like a huge wolf with silver eyes and silver fur. Then I lost consciousness.

When I woke up I was at my apartment in my bed. Since I was still living alone at that time, no one could tell me how I got home. All I know is that someone brought me home and even took the trouble to wash me and put me in pajamas.

A/N: That was the first chapter. What did you think of it? The second one is almost finished. Maybe I can get it finished and published before I go to bed and then return to my best friend.