- You will like it eventually, I promise, - murmured the blond vampire as he fastened the boy's wrists to one of the bedposts with the latter's own tie and swiftly pulled Alfred's pants down, revealing smooth perfectly shaped buttocks, - I'd suggest that you relax a little and take everything that is to come. Now, stop this petty struggling of yours. That'll make it easier, my pretty little one. And less painful.
- Nnngh, - Alfred cringed, feeling Herbert's cool fingers brush over his nipples, as the vampire firmly pressed his erection, still concealed by the thin fabric of his shirt, against the boy's behind.
- Let me go, - he exhaled, weakly and hopelessly, and renewed his feverish attempts to free himself. - I won't like this abominable act… I am not going commit the sin of sodomy with an undead fiend like you.
- A fiend? - Herbert echoed bitterly and seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then pinned Alfred down even more forcefully, as he whispered, - I am undead, indeed, but I can love, too, Alfred, my precious. Is it a sin then to want you so ardently that I cannot resist your warm presence? Is it a sin to love you this much?
- This isn't love, it can't be… - Alfred argued faintly, suddenly very aware of the weird reaction of his own body to the vampire's firm closeness, so cold and yet electrifying; the danger emanating from the youth's powerful adversary and the very anticipation of the shameful act of being thus exposed and taken were weirdly arousing, which Alfred tried desperately to repress. His excitement, however, didn't escape Herbert's attention, so the latter continued his advances silently, caressing Alfred's already erect nipples with one hand and with his other hand searching on the bedside table for the aromatic oil mixed with a smooth aphrodisiac, which he had thoughtfully prepared for the occasion.
- No, please… stop, - Alfred exhaled, as he felt Herbert's cool greased finger press against his anus, massaging the puckered opening.
- You don't really want me to stop, love, do you? - whispered the blond undead, gently sliding his finger in and feeling the boy stiffen under this new and not entirely pleasant sensation. Alfred felt almost unbearably tight and hot inside, as Herbert spread the lubricating substance, rubbing the oil in; both this tightness and the muffled moans of his restrained and unwilling lover made the vampire want to ravish the youth right away, but he continued to prepare him instead. As the intruding fingers moved around, the boy realized that the stretching, uncomfortable at first, became weirdly enjoyable and struggled to wriggle away from the vampire's touch. As he moved, his hips pressed against the embroidered bedcover causing a wave of excitement to rush through his already stiffening sex. Frustrated by the betrayal of his own body, Alfred arched his back, trying to prevent his dick from rubbing against the bed, but this movement only made Herbert's fingers go deeper into the boy's anus, enhancing the shameful pleasure. Alfred cried out in sweet agony when Herbert accidentally touched the sensitive prostate gland, making the heat in the groin almost impossible to bear.
- Please, please… - Alfred begged, unsure, whether he wanted the vampire to stop or to go further, to release the throbbing tension rising in his painfully erect member. The boy gasped almost disappointedly, as Herbert removed his fingers and whispered in a husky, excited voice:
- 'Please' what, love? I'll stop now if you want me to.
- N-no! - Alfred replied before he could even think what he was saying.
- So what do you want me to do? - the vampire murmured. - Say it…
- I don't know, - Alfred's dissatisfied small voice was almost pleading.
- I won't know either if you don't tell me, - Herbert insisted, teasing Alfred's hard manhood with his oiled fingers. After a too long moment of hesitation, the youth exhaled, finally succumbing to the sinful urges of his flesh:
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