The Visitor 3

By Wayne Mansfield

Clay and Vincent are making a life together, and it is working out surprisingly well. They have completely different routines, but so far there have been no hiccups. Even better, the lockdown has come to an end and they can finally go out explore the world together.

When a travelling carnival comes to town, Clay takes Vincent for a fun, romantic evening. That is until Vincent thinks he spots Bluekin, the vampire who, without his permission, turned him and then abandoned him all those years ago.

Clay takes an immediate dislike to the man. Unfortunately, Bluekin’s feelings for him are the exact opposite. When Bluekin turns up unannounced at the home Clay shares with Vincent, Clay knows things aren’t going to end well. How can he hope to defend himself against Bluekin’s muscular bulk? What will Vincent find when he returns home?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Jun 19, 2021
• ISBN: 9781646567928

Wayne Mansfield

Wayne Mansfield is a Western Australian writer. He has been writing for nine years and has been published in Australia, the United Kingdom, and the United States. Additionally, he wrote a monthly erotic story for the German publications Macho and Dreamboys for two years. His novellas and stories usually have a horror, futuristic, or fantasy theme, although he does write contemporary stories such as The Hiding Place, which received Honorable Mention in the 2013 Rainbow Awards.

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Chapter 1

The days and weeks following Vincent’s arrival at Clay’s house had been pure bliss. Sleeping together, even for only a few hours a night, brought Clay a sense of contentment and happiness such as he’d never known. It surprised Clay how easily they fitted in with each other’s schedules. Not that Clay had been on any sort of timetable since the beginning of lockdown.

But all that was about to change.

With no community transmission for the past fortnight, the government announced that lockdown was coming to an end. Naturally the necessity for social distancing and washing hands remained, but fortunately the wearing of face masks, while encouraged, wasn’t to be mandatory.

It’s going to be so good to go out with you, said Clay.

He was finishing his dinner while Vincent sat opposite, toying with a fork.

Where would we go? asked Vincent. It’s not like you can take me out for dinner. Or a drink.

I don’t know about that. Wouldn’t you enjoy watching me eat in a different setting?

Vincent laughed. "About as much as you’d enjoy watching me eat."

Clay pictured some poor man with Vincent at his neck and blood spurting all over the place.

Point taken. He chewed another mouthful of steak and swallowed. There’s a carnival coming to town this weekend.

They didn’t mess around, did they? Lockdown only finishes on Wednesday.

I guess they’re desperate to start making some money, explained Clay. Anyway, I thought it would be a laugh.

The bright lights might be a bit irritating.

Wear sunglasses. You can borrow my Ray-Bans. Very classy.

Won’t it look a bit strange, wearing sunglasses at night?

Not for someone who’s blind.

In the beat of a heart, Vincent was behind him, kissing his neck, immediately beneath the ear where the skin was so sensitive it never failed to