vital body fluids mixing, and a new life, albeit a far different life than he had previously known, started seeping back into the bodybuilder.

The caped man rested and then, reloaded, pumped his prey with renewed vigor and, at length, ejaculated yet again into the very center of the bodybuilder, bathing the insides of the barely breathing convert once more with life-giving, magic potion in floods of semen that welled up inside the young man’s canal and burbled out over his balls. With a swirl of his cape, he withdrew and left his latest lover and convert then; leaving the bodybuilder slumped in the theater seat in the flickering light of a doggy-style fuck a virile Roman soldier was performing on a fluttering wood nymph on screen. Leaving him to be found later by a theater custodian, pumping barely enough blood to sustain himself, but pumping a richly formulated blood that would see that he survived to change his choice of costume to a swirling black cape of the night and his screen persona to the stud with the monster cock and intoxicating love bite.