Date: Mon, 15 Oct 2012 17:47:35 -0700 (PDT) From: micah cooke Subject: A Boy's Gothic Tale chapter 3 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males under 18. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or Publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Don't forget to support Nifty with your donations. A Boy's Gothic Tale -- Chapter Three "If love proves real, then nothing can keep two people apart." He sat back listening to pulsing techno music beat inside the club much like a heartbeat. The young teen waited patiently at the foot of the steps to his candle-lit alcove for a signal to approach his lord and master. He could sense the teen's uneasiness, but knew it was more from awe then fear of him. Jonas was one of the few humans that freely served him knowing what he was. The teen asked only that his change from human to vampire would occur when he turned eighteen. He didn't want to be forever stuck as the young tween he had been when he first met his master. In return Jonas willing submitted his body for the pleasure of others in the dungeons beneath the club. The tall thin man in the black Armani suit standing behind the black soft leather sofa cleared his throat softly reminding his employer he still had yet to sign the documents laying of the small table in front of him. Finally he laughed softly, before bending down to sign legal papers. "You really need to take life a little less seriously Donavon. It really is such a short period humans have on this planet." "I'm just trying to make sure all the paperwork is completed before the weekend, so the boy can be notified and prepared for the new life you have selected for him. He is a very lucky boy. How do you select these boys for your scholarships?" The man asked, not knowing if his employer would answer. "I find them in places you could never imagine Donavon. They are survivors from life's challenges. This one I feel is destined for great things. You did make sure there is a significant allowance for the mother." "Yes, as you requested she is to be paid until her death. I'm sure you are aware she is fairly young. You will be paying her for quite a long time, unless she has an accident and dies or something." "Yes unless something happens to her," he chuckled. "Heaven forbid something like that happens." "I'll have a messenger bring around copies for you with the boy's response Monday or Tuesday at the latest." "Yes that will be fine Donavon. And thank you again for being able to accommodate me in the evenings. I do so hate day light." "Well maybe one day you will give up being such a playboy," the man said placing the signed paperwork in his briefcase. "Good night, Sir," said Donavon as he nodded to the man hidden in the shadows on the sofa. The man watched Donavon maneuver his way through the crowd and disappear up the stairs to the outside, before motioning for Jonas to approach. The young teen immediately entered the semi-dark alcove and dropped to his knees in front of the man's spread legs. He waited patiently for a signal to either open the black leather pants and begin servicing his master or stand and sit next to him on the couch. After several long minutes the teen finally saw the signal to rise and sit next to the man. Jonas sat on the edge of the sofa cushion waiting patiently for the man to speak. The boy had learned much over the past two and half years, but knew his lord and master still had much yet to teach him. He had been almost been a complete virgin in nearly every way, but one the night he had met the dark master. Yet without question willing surrendered himself to his new master. It was better to be with him than alone on the streets as a runaway. Finally the dark man turned from watching a young college couple making out at the bar to face the fourteen year old teen sitting next to him. "Well Jonas, my little slave boy, within a week or two at the most you will have a new roommate at Stoker Academy. What do you think of that?" The man asked reaching over and slowly stroking the teen's throat almost in a sexual manner. The boy knew it was more than sexual, the man was hungry. He liked to tease himself being around so many people after rising. The smell and the sound of their pulsing blood driving him almost into a killing frenzy of hunger. It was on nights like this that made Jonas glad he had met him on a night of exploration, rather than a feeding night like this looked to be. "Sire, I am yours to command," the boy softly said bowing his head. The man laughed softly, "Oh Jonas, sometimes I wish I had not promised to wait until you were eighteen. I would love to rip your throat out as I took you, lapping your flowing blood off those exquisite nipples of yours before finally turning you." Jonas smiled at the Dark Prince knowing he was paying him a high compliment. The Dark Prince was a very sexual creature, who enjoyed pleasure in all its various forms. Some far more painful than others, but Jonas knew in the deepest recesses of his heart and soul he belonged to the Dark Prince. "I want you to become the best of friends there when he arrives. I will instruct the headmaster to have you give him a tour of the school. This way you will start to bond immediately." "As you wish Highness, I will do my best. Is there anything special you want me to do sire? Jonas asked. "Yes Jonas," the man said as he began to unbutton the teen's black long-sleeved shirt. "I want him to see your exquisite body in all its glory," he whispered inside the young teen's mind as he pushed the boy's shirt down exposing his pale bruised and welt covered skin. "All of it." "But Highness," Jonas started to protest, but stopped immediately as he saw a very faint reddish glow begin to appear in the man's eyes. "Yes Master, I will obey," he said meekly bowing his head. The dark man's eyes slowly returned to normal as he gazed at the once protesting teen. "Do you need a reminder of who is Lord and Master here boy?" A dark harsh evil voice asked in Jonas's mind. "Maybe you need time in the lower dungeon." A terrified look crossed the teen's face as he remembered the last time he had been sentenced there in punishment for defying the Dark Prince by refusing to please a visiting diplomat, who the Prince needed to acquire a young boy from Russia. He had been barely thirteen when that occurred. There was no pleasure in that punishment, which was climaxed by being repeated used by the sange caini, slaves, as a means to release their sexual tensions. He enjoyed sadomasochist play in the upper dungeons, but the lower dungeon was something totally different and to be avoided at all costs. It had been more than a month before he could tolerate clothes even touching his body. "No my lord, I obey without question as is my duty," Jonas whispered softly bowing his head as he stood and stripped completely before kneeling in front of the Dark Prince. "I beg your forgiveness Master." "Good Jonas, I'm glad you have remembered your place," whispered the Dark Prince inside the teen's mind. The gleaming white of his wolf-like fangs were the only things visible from his shadowy form as he grinned, sending shivers of terror down the boy's spine. Stroking Jonas's brain's pleasure centers with his thoughts, he brought the boy to a full erection in moments. He also teased the pain centers of the young teen's mind wringing gasps of pain from him. The Prince savored the pain and pleasure sounds being ripped from the boy as though they were the rarest most delicate red wine. After several minutes of stimulation by Dark Prince, Jonas heard the almost silent tread of soft leather boots on the stone steps leading to the alcove. He swallowed in fear wondering which of the chosen had been summoned. He knew the Prince wasn't finished with him yet, a punishment for his hint of disobedience was still needed to re-enforce his place. He was ready for anything, only glad it wouldn't be the lower dungeon. "Thank you Tarquin," the Dark Prince said taking a small ornate box from the tallish slender curly haired blond teen. The mere mention of Tarquin's name sent a shudder through Jonas. The teen took great pleasure in his work in the upper dungeon. He had been on the receiving end of Tarquin's work a few times. He knew how to keep Jonas balanced on the knife edge of pleasure and pain for hours on end. Pushing his limits beyond anything he had done before. Tarquin loved performing his work in front of a human audience he seemed draw energy from the crowd as though feeding on it. He would leave Jonas in the end begging to release his load, but would only be allowed after Tarquin had finished flooding his insides with his multiple loads with his obscenely thick eight inch pierced cock. "Does your Highness have any special instructions for me?" Asked the half-naked vampire dressed in his usual tight leather pants and soft indoor leather moccasins. Around his neck Tarquin wore his version of necklaces of dark brown rope used in binding his dungeon victims and a dog leash. Opening the small box the Dark Prince withdrew a clear plastic chastity belt. Jonas felt the man's mind stroke his brain as though petting a dog, then a sudden sharp pain causing him to writher on ground as his cock shrunk in size. As soon as the device was in place on him the pain was gone. The Prince was again stimulating the pleasure centers of his brain. He was panting in pleasure, his skin flushed with sexual tension and dripping massive amount of pre-cum within seconds of having experienced almost crippling pain. The device prevented him from becoming completely hard. Jonas heard the command whispered inside his mind to kneel. He quickly complied with his Master's command bowing his head. He heard the jingle of the tag emblazoned with the Prince's coat of arm on his collar. Jonas shivered in anticipation as the collar was buckled around his neck. He was going to be sent to the dungeon for training with Tarquin. "Six, eight or ten," the man asked Jonas. Jonas understood immediately he was being asked how many hours his training session with Tarquin should be. He knew what he would prefer, but knew he was here for his lord and master's pleasure not his. "Ten Master," he said softly but clearly. The Dark Prince reached down and tilted Jonas's head upward to face his. "No little one, I think six will be enough to drive the lesson home," he said brushing Jonas's long wavy brown hair back from his face. "You just need a little reminding is all, and Tarquin tells me he's missed being inside you and the wonderful sounds you make as he canes and rides you," he chuckled as his fangs flashed in the candle-light. Jonas sensed Tarquin walk up next to him and pull the leash he was wearing as a necklace from around his neck. Suddenly Jonas realized what the real punishment was; it wasn't the public s/m and fuck session, but rather he was going to be led by Tarquin on a leash from the Dark Prince alcove through the crowded club stark naked in the chastity belt and collar down to the upper dungeon. He had started to protest showing the new boy his body marked by all the marks of his regular s/m training. So the Prince was going to put him on display to everyone, not just those who frequented the upper dungeon. Tarquin jerked at the collar signaling it was time to head down to the upper dungeon. He took a deep breath and stood up nodding to his Lord and Master before turning to follow Tarquin through the dance club. It was time to show all the customers what a true slave was, not one of cattle that came to play and use the Dark Prince's upper dungeon. "Tarquin, when you are finished with him bring him to me in the crypt. Make sure he is cleaned and treated before you bring him to me, otherwise you will take the ten hour session Jonas asked for with Kazmer. Tarquin, who was normally so cool and controlled, shuddered visibly at the thought of being punished by Kazmer. The tall muscular white man guarding the alcove turned and smiled at Tarquin. The tall slender curly haired blond teen swallowed audibly at the thought of being in Kazmer's hands again. Once was more than enough in one lifetime to be in Kazmer hands. Jonas felt the collar shift on his neck as Tarquin tugged on the leash. He took a deep breath and steeled himself as Tarquin led him out into the crowded club. He was naked except for a chastity belt and dog collar and felt self-conscious about all the non-sadomasochists people seeing him like this. Some people stopped talking; other continued ignoring him, while others began to slowly ease their way towards him. The sight of a handsome innocent looking naked fourteen year old boy covered in marks and bruises being lead towards the large dimly lit tunnel beneath a wooden sign labeled DUNGEONS large black letters had no doubt captured their interest and they wanted to see the show that would soon begin. The Dark prince enjoyed savoring the minds of Tarquin and Jonas as they began to head down to the dungeons. Jonas was moving into his normal mindset as submissive ready to submit to the pain and pleasure of being whipped, caned, and paddled or whatever Tarquin planned for him he felt free in submitting to the pleasure of others. Tarquin reveled in the pleasure of seeing white skin turn black and blue, and being striped with marks. It made him drool at the sight of the blood so close to the surface he could almost taste it. He loved to fuck his submissive slaves almost in a mindless animal like lust. His speed and thrust in sex often mimicking a wolf's rutting when he was in the blood lust. Reaching over to the coffee table the Dark Prince grabbed his glass of red wine. Sipping the blood laced Bikaver he reminisced of other nights long since past, when the young celebrated their short lives as if they would live forever. Smiling to himself he thought it amusing that over thousand years of human evolution and development the young still thought of themselves as invincible and immortal as they did in his day. In fact now in the twenty first century this was even more so true, since disease and so many other obstacles had been eliminated making humans feel invincible. Yet in reality he knew human were nothing more than cattle to feed his race. Granted now humans no longer believed in vampires, but the pesky police didn't like bloodless corpses turning up. They could be more annoying than upset peasant villagers when this occurred. He enjoyed once a month or so leaving a body to be found. It was humorous to him as they tried to figure out what was going on and in the end would convict some hapless human as the killer who would maintain they were innocent. The police and justice officials crowing how they were successful at protecting the people, he couldn't help to laugh at their foolishness. Once after one poor human was convicted of killing fifteen people and sentenced to death, he sought out the prosecutor and revealed himself to the man as the creature that had killed all the humans he had just convicted another of killing. The poor man only believed him at the very end. He left the man's body dressed in women's clothes in an alley known to be frequented by transvestite hookers with a large dildo shoved up his ass. He chuckled for weeks afterwards at the headlines the discovery produced. The Dark Prince sat back and allowed his mind stretch out to find Alexei's mind. He finally located him in the penthouse. He smiled as he sensed Alexei trying to avoid having sex with Jordon. With a slight adjustment of his mind he was looking out Alexei's eyes at the naked Jordon in the sunken bathtub. The young boy was truly exquisite he couldn't wait until he felt the boy impaled on him. He couldn't count the number of times he had watched in the darkness of the park as Jordon gave himself so freely to men he met there. Soon he would willingly surrender to him and become a creature of the night. The dark man sensed the arrival of another at the doorway to the candle-lit alcove. Now what, he thought to himself as he withdrew from Alexei's mind. He had wanted to see Alexei enter Jordon's ass and now had to deal with some petty item. "Yes Sebastian," he asked mildly irritated. "Jacob is missing sire," the tall toned twenty year old said clearly upset. "What do you mean missing?" the Dark Prince asked. He sat up from his formerly lounging position slightly. His dark eyes now became tinged with a bright red glow. "We were hunting together and preparing to close in on our prey when he suddenly screamed inside my brain. I immediately went to where he was supposed to strike from and he was gone. All that I found was his medallion lying in a pool of blood." The young vampire said clearly shocked. The Dark Prince's eyes squinted as he reached inside Sebastian's mind to view events to see if they did indeed as he had told. But he found he had been told the truth. His mind reached out to see if he could tell where Jacob might be, but there was nothing. He was now curious as to the disappearance of Jacob. He was aware Jacob wasn't overly bright and thought no doubt he did something stupid to injure himself or possibly even destroy himself. "Take Jaden and Ethan to search the area," he said dismissing Sebastian. He needed to make sure he kept Jordon occupied for the night. Jacob disappeared in the same park Jordon generally tricked in. He wanted to make sure his prize wasn't injured by some criminal. He sent a call out to Simon to take his little posse of vampires and join Alexei and put Jordon to the test. He wanted to see if the boy could take a gangbang, before introducing him to the upper dungeon with Jonas. If done correctly it would be a sight to see the two boys competing to who could take the most whipping and men. He would include humans with the vampires of his household to help with training Jordon. He hoped it would only take a couple of months to prepare the young teen. Once he was ready, he would arrange to end the life of Jordon's mother. At the exact moment he entered Jordon's ass for the first time his mother would be killed. Humans were just so entertaining. The Dark Prince sat on the leather couch sipping his wine enjoying the sight of the young enjoying themselves. Then he noticed the teen trying to pick up a college boy. He smiled as watched one of Jordon's friends who had sold him to the drug dealer for a bag of pot try to get the twenty-something to buy him a drink and fail. Interesting the boy decided to stay instead of going off with the other boy who seemed to be the leader of the two boys. He needed some enjoyment and this boy would do nicely. He picked up a phone from the end table next to the couch. The bartender nodded and grabbed a special bottle and poured a large glass of green Chartreuse with a little something extra in it. The young shirtless bartender handed the drink to the boy and pointed over to his alcove. He could see the boy looking over to where he sat hidden from the crowd. The bartender told him to walk over and join him. There was a slight pause as the boy took a big sip before he started to walk over. He paused as he approached the alcove. The two bodyguards could be intimidating, but knew when the Dark Prince wanted to see someone and would usher them into him. The boy paused briefly in front of the two huge muscular bodyguards, before they waved him to enter. As he entered the darken alcove the Dark Prince pressed a button on the remote sitting next to him on the end table and the sconces around the room began to glow with a soft light making the alcove seem more warm and friendly than it previously did. This made the young teen seem to relax. He stared at the fifteen year old slender, 5'7", 125 lbs., medium length curly brown haired teen. He was amused the boy was wearing a sleeveless Bathory band shirt along with a silver Ankh. The ripped jeans he was wearing were in no way as revealing as the ones Jordon seemed to favor. He would have to change that before he released the teen. "I'm Sorin, I own the club," he said standing up and extending him his hand. Sorin gave him a disarming smile motioning for the teen to sit down on the soft leather couch. "Hi, I'm Liam," the boy said with a slight tremble in his voice reaching out to shake the man's hand. He was puzzled why the man had bought him a drink and invited him to join him. "You looked a little lonely out there and I thought you might enjoy joining me," Sorin said reaching down and picking up his wine glass and taking a sip, while he stared down at the teen now seated on the couch. Liam hardened immediately under Sorin's gaze. He looked up at the man who had invited him to join him. The late twenty-something year old looking raven haired Sorin was 6'3", 176 lbs. of pure muscle. He didn't have a six pack; he had an eight pack abdomen he didn't mind displaying for all to see through the unbuttoned white silk shirt that hung open displaying a smooth body. His tight leather pants left little to the imagination. Sorin was packing a serious weapon in his pants. It looked as if he was only semi-hard and it was a good thick seven inches. The only pieces of jewelry he seemed to have on was a large gold signet ring and a medallion with some sort of coat of arms on it. This is a man's man. Liam found himself begin to wonder what it would be like to service Sorin. He had only blown Jordon and fucked him, now he was starting to wonder what it would be like to have this man do the same to him. He had never thought of doing something like this before. What was coming over him? Suddenly his mouth started to feel dry, so he gulped down half of what was left of his drink. Then he noticed Sorin was now standing in front of him. Liam looked up into Sorin's eyes and suddenly knew what he had to do. He stood up stripping out of his clothes until he was completely nude, before kneeling in front of Sorin. His hands seemed to have a mind of their own; they reached up and unbuttoned Sorin's pants pulling out his now hardening cock. Liam pushed the uncut foreskin back down exposing the dark purple head that was already leaking massive amounts of pre-cum. He wasn't sure if he could even get the thick cock in his mouth. It was going to be a stretch, but he wanted the challenge. He ran his tongue all up and down the thick ten inch cock trying to taste it all before taking the head into his tight fifteen year old mouth. Sorin was pleased at how easy it was to get this boy to do his bidding. He could sense inside the young teen's mind his normally more dominating personality. He took great pleasure in twisting humans to do what they would not normally do. Probing the boy's mind he could tell Liam had reservations about what was supposed to happen to Jordon, but he didn't dare oppose Carson since he was the one on the video fucking Jordon. The boy was well aware that Carson had no qualms about throwing his young friend under the bus with Jordon if he needed to keep Liam in line. So, Sorin grinned, the boy was used to being a submissive. Maybe instead of killing him out right for his part in what Carson had planned for Jordon a little training might be in order. After he was trained properly he knew of a human slave master who paid a great deal to acquire young teenage boys to be used in his dungeon in Czechoslovakia for various rich clients. He thought it would be a prefect punishment for the boy. No one would remember Liam having been here with the exception of the drug dealer's slut, who was easily taken care of, and Carson. The other boy he had different plans for to deal with. He planned to have the boy kidnapped and drugged with crystal meth and used as a sexual play thing by the sange caini, mindless vampire slaves. And once the boy thought his torment was over he would be dosed again with meth and turned over to a snuff film maker to torture until dead. Then the video and his body would be delivered to his parents. Sorin returned from his thoughts of revenge as he sat down on the couch, while keeping Liam's mouth full of his dick. The teen was still struggling to get more of the thick cock in his mouth. He reached out again with his mind intensifying the pleasure the boy was getting from trying to suck him. The teen now managed to finally get half of his dick in his mouth. Sorin wanted the boy to get as much as he could before he was finally sent down to the lower dungeons to be trained. He smiled as he read the boy's mind briefly wondering what it would feel like to be fucked like Jordon. Liam was an anal virgin, something Sorin would remedy later tonight before he retired at sunrise. He relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of the teen's mouth working on his cock. Sorin reached out with his mind to see if Simon had yet arrived. Sensing the young vampire in the penthouse he made the adjustments and could now see and feel everything Simon did. He enjoyed seeing Simon and his boys at play with humans. The seventeen year English Earl of Bridgewater had been added to his household at the turn of the twentieth century, while the teen had been on a tour of the United States after finishing at Eton. Rat, Bat and Cat were a trio of punk rockers from the early 1980's that Simon had begged Sorin to add to the household, so he would have playmates. A vast majority of the chosen had up to that point had been from Eastern Europe; Simon felt it was only right to have some English boys. "Drink up Jordon," smiled Simon tossing back his glass setting it back on the coffee table. The others quickly followed leaving Jordon the last one to finish his drink. Jordon coughed a bit trying to swallow as quickly as the others had. The absinthe was way stronger than anything he had had in the past. He wasn't sure if it was the drink or drugs or just pure horniness but he needed to be fucked really, really, bad. Not even realizing what he was doing he slide his hands under his still spread legs and started to finger himself in front on all these hot guys and was soon moaning loudly as he shoved more and more of his hand in his hole. The three punks Rat, Bat, and Cat were naked and hard before Jordon even handed Simon his empty glass. Rat and Bat walked over to the sofa and each grabbed a leg pulling Jordon's ass further up and opening it. They began to run their hands all over his ass playfully spanking it causing his rosebud to wink with each smack. Cat was kneeling in front of Alexei preparing to suck his blood covered cock. He was stopped briefly as Alexei smeared Cat's face with his bloody hand and began kiss him deeply. Glancing back from Alexei and Cat, Simon began removing his clothes. His pale white naked body was soon on view for Jordon. Like Alexei he was completely smooth all over, but unlike Alexei Simon had a thick curved eight inch uncut cock that was curved like a banana to the right. Spitting first on Jordon's hole a couple of times before spitting on his cock he said, "It's time to fuck!" Jordon began to moan as Simon began to sink inside him in a single thrust. "OHHH GAWWWDDD YESSSSSSSSSSS!" Simon felt as unbelievable as Alexei had when his dick had first slide inside his tight, but well trained ass. Both of these teens seemed better than any of his previous fuckers, even though they were younger than most of the men who had fucked him in the past. Simon began rapidly fucking Jordon's cum filled hole, while Jordon began to use his well-practiced muscles on Simon's cock as he thrust in and out of his fuck tunnel. Simon was pleased at the feel of Jordon's ass working on trying to milk his cock of his load. He was going to make sure this wasn't the only time he in Jordon's tight little thirteen year old boy hole. He began to long dick the smaller boy. He loved the sexy almost girlish grunts each time he bottomed out from long dicking the young teen. He signaled for Bat and Rat to yank his legs up and to spread them wider. Simon began to pile drive into Jordon at an almost animal-like speed. Meanwhile Alexei was already thrusting deeply into Cat's hole making the nineteen year old grunt with each thrust inward. Blood dripped from Cat's shoulder where Alexei had bitten him. As Alexei thrust deep inside his fellow vampire he lapped the following blood. He seemed like an unhinged animal in his sexual frenzy. Cat twisted up and bit into Alexei's left nipple and began lapping up the blood running down Alexei's chest. They were lost in their own world of blood lust and passion. Alexei imagined it was Jordon he was ravaging as he pounded Cat; the boy was amazing to be with sexually. Simon was having a hard time resisting drawing Jordon's blood as he fucked the young human. The boy was amazing; his ass just seemed to suck his cock in so deep each time he punched inside Jordon. He loved the way his hot velvety fuck tunnel felt on his hard cock. Jordon was going insane from the fucking he was getting from Simon. It was like Alexei had lit a fire in his hole, and now Simon was fanning it with his cock. He couldn't wait for Bat and Rat to fuck him as well. He hoped Cat would also fuck him. It was unbelievable how much he wanted cock right now. He wanted these hot teens to fuck him all night. His hole couldn't get enough dicks in it. Jordon moaned each time Simon's eight inch curved dock punched his boy button. Before he realized it he was begging for Simon to fuck him harder. The sensations of the seventeen year old cock inside made Jordon milk the throbbing pulsing flesh banana with his practiced ass muscles. He desperately needed to feel Simon's cum flooding his ass. Jordon knew a lot of guys who loved to have their nipples played with while getting fucked, so he grabbed Simon's tiny pink nipples and started pinching and twisting them. "Oh you're nasty lil' fucker," Simon moaned, beginning to pound Jordon even harder than he had before. He couldn't believe this thirteen year old already had him on the edge of blowing his load. Simon pulled completely out now before slamming back in hard. The couch began to inch away from him each time he re-entered because of the force of his thrusts. By this point all Jordon could do was grunt in response to the pounding he was getting. He was barely managing to hang on to Simon's nipples from the ravaging of his boy hole. Even Though Simon was constantly hammering his boy button he couldn't cum, but his pre-cum was flowing and splashing all over him. "FUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!" Simon screamed as he began to fire his molten cum deep in the boy beneath him. Jordon groaned as he felt Simon's cock expand and began to flood his insides. It seemed like Simon would never stop cumming. It was soon running out his still plugged hole. He couldn't believe Simon came like Alexei; there was just so much of it. Finally after several minutes Simon finally withdrew from his ass. Jordon was surprised he was still as hard as when he started. Jordon lay on the couch trying to catch his breath from Simon's fucking. Suddenly he was yanked off the couch and positioned on his hands and knees. "Raise your arse bitch," growled Rat, the youngest of Simon's boys at sixteen. His face flushed as red as his Mohawk. Rat's command was empathized by two hard smacks on Jordon's ass. Jordon arched his back as Rat suddenly slid his seven inch thick fuck stick in one continuous motion balls deep in the young teenage aged human. Jordon groaned as he was once again skewered on a flesh sword. Not as long as Simon's cock it was certainly thicker than Alexei and Simon's dicks. "FUCK YES!!!!" Groaned Jordon. "Time to ride bitch!" Rat snarled as he began pull out and started ridge fucking the thirteen year old's boy cunt. He continued doing this for several minutes driving Jordon crazy. No one had ever fucked him like that to him before. Rat had him begging for his dick to fuck him. He needed it in his ass again really bad. Finally Rat slammed deep inside Jordon causing him to shout, "YESSSSS!!!!!!!!" "Up slut," commanded the eighteen year old Bat grabbing his collar yanking him up on his arms. "Suck it boy," snarled Bat as he forced his equally thick six and half dick into Jordon's mouth. Jordon was now skewered by the two punks. He was nothing more than a couple of holes for them to use. Periodically they would lean in to kiss one another as they continued using him for their pleasure. After a long while Bat and Rat traded off holes, and began to stuff Jordon full once again. Jordon couldn't get enough of sucking on Rat's dick covered with Simon and Alexei's loads and Rat's pre-cum. The taste of their cum seemed to drive him more crazy with lust to be used as a play toy for these teen studs. Jordon had never felt like this before with anyone he had sex with. He never wanted this to end. If he could spend the rest of his life like this he would die a happy person. After twenty minutes or so Rat began to moan and suddenly pulled out of his mouth and told bat to move. Almost as soon as Bat pulled out of his ass Rat slammed back in and began spew his massive molten load in Jordon's ass. Jordon couldn't believe how much these teens came, he was leaking so much cum down his balls and legs. No sooner than Rat was finished flooding Jordon's boy cunt he pulled out and Bat shoved back in and as soon as he was buried balls deep he began flood Jordon. Jordon felt like he was being given a cum enema because there was so much of it. The same time Rat began to unload inside him Jordon heard Alexei fire his load into Cat. He loved the sound of Alexei's groans as he came. They were just so sexy. As Jordon began to take Bat's massive load, he felt a hard wet cock slap him in the face. Looking up he saw it was Cat with a nice uncut seven inch cock. Smiling he opened his mouth to accept the nineteen year old's meat stick. As Jordon worked on trying to use his tongue to make Cat cum, it dawned on him he hadn't been able to cum yet. He was usually able to cum nearly every time he was fucked by someone. It didn't matter whether or not he had just cum. But the only time he had blown his load so far tonight was when Alexei was pounding him. He couldn't understand it; he was harder than he had ever been with pre-cum flowing out his dick like a broken faucet. It was almost like something was preventing him from cumming. "OH FUCK BITCH!!! CUMMING!!!!" Howled Cat as he pulled out of Jordon's mouth and began to plaster the thirteen year old's face with his huge load. Jordon's face was completely with Cat's cum when all of suddenly he began firing his load on to the fine Persian rug beneath him. Jordon flinched as he felt the other four teens began to cover his body with another load of cum. He was panting hard as he tried to recover from his climax. The others were lying on the floor next to him also panting hard as they recovered from their climaxes. Jordon thought he heard the steps of what seemed like boots crossing the floor. He raised his head to see who or what was making the sounds. He was confronted with the sight of a handsome 6'3", 176 lbs. raven-haired twenty-something Adonis. The man's white silk shirt was unbuttoned exposing his eight pack abdomen. He looked like there was a boa constrictor hidden in his tight leather pants and his black leather riding boots were so polished Jordon could see his face in them. Jordon was in complete lust with this man in front of him. "Well hello there," said the man smiling down at Jordon's cum covered body. Jordon shivered in lust at the man's deep voice, "Hi, I'm Jordon," he said with a goofy smile on his face as he looked up at the man. "I'm Sorin Bathory, it's so nice to meet you at last." End of chapter three of A Boy's Gothic Tale I hope everyone has enjoyed the third part of my vampire series. I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter completed, but I think the wait was worth it in the end. Like most vampires it took a long time to bring it into the light of day. Be sure to check out my other stories posted here on nifty. Feel free to hit me up with your thoughts and comments at x_emoboi_x@yahoo.com ... Thanks again for your patience. Here are my other stories. Hope you enjoy them. http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/adventures-at-school/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/pool-party/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/jaydens-dark-journey http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/summer-discoveries/