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It was a stormy night. The thunder boomed overhead and lightning striked leaving a blinding light before disappearing. The ground was mucky and the trees did little to no help in blocking the rain. In the distance he could see the top of a building. He took long weary steps, his shoes sinking in the mud. After 10 minutes of walking the floor was replaced by concrete stone like floor, and the building was in full view. He stood their rubberneck at the castle like building. It looked like an old cathedral or village. It was dimly lit with lanterns. Even with the lights the place looked deserted.
He was about to knock when the door opened and a girl with black leather clothes and silver hair stormed pass him paying him no mind. He took his shoes of not wanting to dirty the place, and tried to dry as much of his wet body as possible. Stepping into the building he heard the clatter of metal on glass and chatter in the room to his right. He quietly walked into the room, but instead of being discrete all eyes were now on him. Out of all the men and women in the room to him, one stood out. He was sitting on a table on what looked like a stage. He was dressed elegantly and his features were one of a gods, but what stood out were his eyes. They were the bluest of blues. Even from this distance they were shining like the ocean when the sun's light hit it just right.
"What are you doing here young man?" The man said. His voice was dominant and sent shivers down his spine. "I-my car broke down a few miles from here and got stuck in a ditch." Eyes were still on him, but most consist of lust and hunger. He shiver from fear and backed up a little. "Well we have some extra rooms that you can stay in till the rain clears up. May I ask, whats your name young man?" The man's voice seem to lure him into a sleepless dream. "It's Ivan sir." Ivan looked at him with a smile. "Well then, Ivan enjoy your stay here. Would you like some dry clothes? You're welcome to join us for....dinner." Just then a lady came in with a set of clothes handing them to him before he could answer. " Yes sir, and thanks." The man nodded and motioned for him to follow the lady.
Ivan did not know where his manners came from. Could it be him showing kindness to the grateful man or a form of submission to a person stronger or more powerful than he himself. The lady came to a full stop in front of Ivan making him catch himself before he knocked into the lady. She opened the door, handed him his change of clothes and motion for him to enter. The room was big and had red stained walls almost blood like. Their were three other doors in the room. He figured they were the closet, bathroom and the balcony glass door covered by curtains. He made his way to the bathroom pulling of his wet clothes placing them in the sink to not wet the floor. He quickly entered the shower and turn it on. Instantly hot water came out warming him up.
After washing up he dried himself and walked into the room only to find the man placing a bowl of food on his dresser. "Uh..thanks, but I could have went down to get the food myself." The man turned to him and inspected his body. "Unfortunately they just closed the kitchen. I was able to grab a few leftovers for you." Ivan was grateful and let the man know it. The man made his way towards Ivan, his steps echoing in his ears. He placed his hands on Ivan's cheek. His clothes still on the bed, Ivan looked towards it avoiding the man's gaze. He tried to break the silence by asking the man his name. "Its Count." Ivan found his name strange yet familiar.
Count took his hands and placed them around Ivan's waist pulling him into his cold body. Ivan did not know what to do, or how to act towards this intimate position. To say he was shocked was an understatement. The grip on his waist was firm that if he did try to move it would be useless. Count lift Ivan's head placing a soft kiss on his lips. When Ivan didn't respond he bit down on his lips earning a sort of yelp and moan. His tongue roamed the boys mouth as if searching for something. "No I can't" Ivan said pushing Count away. Count seem to not like the way Ivan was pushing him away. He grabbed Ivan and threw him on the bed, his towel failing to cover him now. Ivan tried to get away but Count held his feet. "I do not like disobedient boys. Now you either do it willingly or I force you." It was a calm yet deadly tone.
Ivan continue to struggle while Count placed kisses on his neck. He held back his moans but couldn't deny the pleasure he was getting. Count rubbed his member on Ivan's, making the boy wonder when he had time to undress. Count bit down on Ivan's skin tasting his blood. A hand was placed on his mouth to block his scream. He pulled away and looked in Ivan's eyes licking his red lips. "You taste sweet young one."....."Yo-your Count Dracula?" His lips curled into a smile as he kissed Ivan and he replied giving him access to his mouth. Ivan's heard and read stories of Dracula and how he never let his victims leave him alive. He accepted his fate and let Count have his way with him. "Good boy. I might actually keep you." He sucked on his nipples and rubbed Ivan's now hard member. Licking down to it he took it in his mouth. Ivan grabbed Counts head pushing more into him as he pant his name. "am clo-" "Not yet. You don't have permission to cum before me. Now get on your hands and knees." Ivan complied and did as told. Count lined himself with Ivan's hole. "Stay relaxed and it wont hurt." He whispered in his ear and rubbed his back to distract him. Without warning Count thrust all the way into him. He yelped in pain tears streaming down his face. That didn't keep Count from pounding into him fast and ruff. He spread his legs to go deeper into him. He knew he hit the spot when Ivan moaned out loud and shook under him. He flipped him over his member still in, and placed Ivan's legs on his shoulders. He wanted to see the look on Ivan's face as he pleasured him. The sounds he made as he pounded in him. How his body was spread open for him and him only. "Only I can do this to you. If I find out anyone else touch you like this you'll be punished." He grabbed Ivan's dick once again and pumped it. He could tell Ivan was doing his best not to cum before him. He gave one last thrust before letting out his seed and biting Ivan's neck, making Ivan cum before passing out.
Ivan woke to someone pounding on his window. He checked his surroundings to find himself in his car with a book on Dracula in his hand. He figured it was just a dream and opened his door. The tow man told him to ride in his truck back home.
He got out the truck, thanked and payed the man for his help. "Hey sweetie, their is food on the table, why don't you go wash up and grab something to eat."
"Thanks mom." He kisses her cheek and made his way to his bathroom. She held an expression of shock for her son have never thanked her or kissed her in any way.
He took a look at himself in the mirror and saw the bite mark on his shoulder. He grabbed it feeling the skin. I'll be back for you soon young one.
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