26. Starvation
Valbrook Private School for Young Christian Prodigies, a man
exclusive establishment, was anything but tolerating mistakes or wrongs of nature. It had a strict educational system
for teens with rich parents, whose donations kept the huge manor running, located
on a lonely coast of Scotland. That meant curfews, Sunday messes, education
based on the bible, etc . No slip was tolerated. So of course young men would often
meet after the curfew, their hormones raging and eager to disobey.
I want you right here
beside me. Charles typed while biting his lip to stop himself from smiling
too widely.
I want you too so badly,
but… what if we get caught? The reply came a minute later.
You think we're the
only ones meeting up? I saw Jackson
and Niell disappear for half an hour the other day. Are you up to check the
color of my underwear?
You'll be the death of
me. I'll be right up.
Charles grinned in victory. That boy didn't know how true
his words were. It wasn't long before he heard a soft knock at his door. He
silently walked beside his room buddy to slip outside, in the hall.
Words weren't needed. They hungrily kissed for a few minutes
before Charles took a step back, keeping their hands linked.
"Come on, I know a place close where we won't be
disturbed."
Giggling as quietly as possible, they made their way in the manor's
darkness, up to a private bathroom which was big for what they were about to
do. Charles retrieved a condom from his back pocket.
"Have you ever done this before?" He asked. The
younger one shook his head. "It's all right. Just a little nip and we'll
fuck."
"Will it hurt?"
Charles showed him his fangs. "It'll sting for a minute."
(What is 100TC?)
UN G GRAS!!!!!!!
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