Out Of A Million

How we met

Hi my name is Nico Geico and this is how I met the man of my dreams.

As I was walking casually through the park I saw a big crowd gathered up near the water fountain. I couldn't see much from where I was standing but I could tell that something was being filmed there. I started to get curious and went to check it out. After scooching all the girls over I noticed a guy, a handsome one at that. He had long fluffy hair, like I did but longer and curlyer than my own, his eyes were so dreamy I swore I almost would have drooled if I didn't catch myself. He shook his head and his hot body moved with it as his sexy hair flowed oh so softly. That's when I thought for a moment. Was I gay? Impossible. I can't be gay, I don't even like men, how can I be gay? And even if I was my mother Madam frenchie would kill me if she knew I liked a guy! Which I don't.
I shook my head and preparing myself to leave when I looked back up and saw him looking at me. We caught eyes and it was a hell of an experience I'll tell you that. He rock hard abs, lushes of locks, dreamy Daddy face, and his beautiful eyes. I ran away faster than I normally would have only because I got a boner.
Later that evening I got hungry so I went to McDonalds to get food. On my way home how I heard a noise come from a house of my neighbors house that's just down the street, id always help her with tasks and she never let me go hungry or without anything I needed badly. A kind elder she was. I started walking when I suddenly stopped because I heard a death scream.
I bolted into her house and without thinking busted in her room door.
There he was. Drinking her blood while she was half decapitated. I was even more afraid when he looked up at me. Once I dropped everything in my hands, I shifted my body so fast to a point where I was about to sprint off.
But he was too fast.
I landed straight into his arms wondering how he got there so fast. He had the look of violence but it also had a hint of sorrow in there.
I struggled as much as I could to get out of his grasp. But I couldn't. He was so big, strong, did I mention handsome? Nevertheless I knew just by the way he looked me straight in the eyes and got closer and closer to my face that I've fallen for him, but I hadn't known his name. As I looked down and closed my eyes I could feel myself blushing harder than I ever have before. It surprised me how he let go of my shoulders and hooked right on to my waste. He grabbed my hips and started reaching back for my ass, me already getting hard as before this, stopped his hands from pursuing any further. He knew I was extremely excited. Well "it" was. He whispers "Hayden" I look up at his face. He said it again. "Hayden Stroke is my name. Youre?" I was astonished that he told me. I tried to reply but my answer wasn't straight forward because I was nervous. "Hay-hey Ni-Nico ge-gei-Geico." His chuckle was adorable when he giggled at the fact I was studerring. When he let go of my waste and I thought I could make a run for it. I was so wrong. Once he fully let go of my waste, he aggressively grabbed my shoulders again and shoved me against the wall and tried to kiss me. I couldn't fight back as much as I wanted to. Ive always wanted to be in a fairytale but nothing like this. I'd thought ever since middle school I'd be a Non Homosexual man. So why do I sorta want this?
Are lips touched. Very bloody but soft and gave a warm feeling. I continued to try a struggle out of his grasp but he still had me pinned tight kissing me right on that wall. If it wasn't bad enough that the old lady (her name was Miss Benjamin) was sitting there dead, she was probably watching us saying "it was worth dieing to see this"
He started wanting more.
Instead of holding my waste he let go and went for my hands. And of course he did it without letting me do anything to try and escape. He then proceeded to lock my hands both on each side of my head, and against the wall. Still kissing me through all of this. I bet he knew I was starting to give in and stop fighting back. He let go of one of my hands and pulled me chin down.
God he let me have it then.
He violated my mouth. The blood was so sour, his fangs were so sharp. His tongue felt weird as hell against my own.
Who was I to complain.
I let go of all of everything I stood by and started kissing him back. I didn't care what would happen next, all I wanted was to keep getting penetrated by his tongue. With the hand that was free I grabbed his back while he was completely destroying the last of my dignity.
It felt almost as if we were supposed to do this, like we were supposed to be right here at this exact moment in time doing this.
I couldn't last any longer.
I Let it out so much, he even noticed it was drizzling a little. We haven't started getting undressed yet but he could still tell.
As he let go of my lips, he smirked at me. I wasn't mad though. Infact, how could I? I Practically gave in to his force, and genuinely injoyed in sorta. I looked away from him in shame of myself. When I asked why he did that to me.
"Why not? You seemed to have liked it, did you not?"
I hated hearing those words, I hated it so much I my entire face turn bright red.
He laughed a little, then asked me my address to take me home. I declined.

After he did something I couldn't see him do, he helped me get cleaned up what happened... In my pants. He then forced (begged me) to let him go home with me.  I caved in and told him to come a little later so I could clean up before he got there so it wouldn't be a mess. I gave him my address "123 east dumbass ave"

-to be continued.