Vampire Revenge: Blood, Sex & Violence

Chapter 9: 9



Pablo's close friends decided to give him a first farewell party. The news had fallen like a bomb on the small gang, but they were not going to waste a single night of the months that remained until the boy left for the south of Spain.

That week there had been a student strike on Thursday and another for teachers on Friday, it was strange, but his friends were not going to let the opportunity pass, especially when they had Laia's house free since her parents were away.

That farewell party for Pablo from his friends in Barcelona was what caused the situation, his friends threw him a big party at Laia's house, one of his best friends, they drank a lot, and despite the great resistance that Pablo had tried to get the boy to have, they ended up getting him drunk.

When they put Pablo to bed completely drunk, his friends said goodbye, they would let him sleep, it had been a great party, one of many to come.

Laia had known Pablo since he was enrolled in the exclusive private institute near Bonanova, she liked him from the first day, but it had been very difficult at first to get close to him given the boy's withdrawn character. Later, when he began to change and mature, the boy seemed like he would never notice her.

It's not that Laia wasn't a pretty girl, with beautiful brown eyes, and with the freshness that matched her seventeen years, it was that Pablo treated her like a friend, and he was a boy with principles.

The girl had also drunk quite a bit, although she was conscious. When everyone left, she went into the room, where Pablo was already sleeping soundly. They had taken off his shirt between all the boys and also his pants, thinking that he wouldn't get up to vomit in the middle of the night and stain his only change of clothes. They covered him with a sheet so that he wouldn't get cold, but with the drunkenness, Pablo now had his torso uncovered.

Laia was looking at Pablo's muscular body while she bit her lip, she felt desire, one that made her want to lose her virginity with that boy. She had been waiting for many years for an opportunity like this, to be alone with him, but unfortunately Pablo was unconscious.

The girl began to fantasize, and her curiosity led her to think of the myth that boys always said about Pablo, according to rumors he had a large virile member, something especially striking.

Despite their friendship, Laia had never been able to check it, but now Pablo was unconscious, he was asleep, she could look and check it and nothing would happen, right? It was just curiosity, or so Laia told herself.

She began to pull the sheet little by little, the boy's body was like that of a Greek god, tall, over six feet three inches tall, dark and blue-eyed, with a chiseled face, and firm muscles that marked each of his abs. The sheet slid little by little, Laia was enjoying the sight, the excitement and the risk, but she wasn't doing anything wrong, at the moment she was just watching.

The folds that announced the end of Pablo's stomach began to be seen, he was manly, he was incredibly masculine, he was very attractive.

The boy was wearing tight, gray boxer-type underwear, little by little Laia was discovering her friend's body, millimeter by millimeter, she reached what was clearly the base of Pablo's penis, it was wide which fit with his legend, she began to lower the sheet a little more, the boy was moving to the left, but no matter how much she lowered the sheet it seemed that his penis would never end.

When the sheet was lowered much more, Laia could see that Pablo's penis would measure about nineteen centimeters when at rest... what would it be like if he was aroused? How long would it be?

The girl took off her shirt and was left in her bra. It could get very hot in Barcelona with the humidity in June, that was the excuse she gave herself, but she was getting more and more excited. She lay down next to Pablo and began to run a finger gently over his chest, barely touching it, she didn't want to wake him up.

There was nothing wrong with them sleeping next to each other, and it was also okay if she stayed in her underwear too... Laia was just making up excuses while the fantasy slowly became reality. Before she knew it, her finger that had been touching her friend's pectorals began to descend. At the same time, her other hand slowly sought her own lower abdomen. She shuddered at the first touch on the boy's penis, which coincided with a caress on her private parts.

Laia's touches were soft, they didn't wake Pablo up, but it was undeniable that the caresses were having an effect on the boy's virile member, which began to get hard, and with each greater degree of excitement it naturally rose up the underwear, forcing the elastic fabric to hold it in place.

When relaxed it was already a strikingly large penis, but when erect it was spectacular. Laia's desire at that moment was to see it for real, to remove that damn piece of fabric that separated him from being able to touch it directly.

She gathered her courage as the caresses on herself increased, she grabbed the underwear and freed that penis that now looked like a tower pointing to the sky. It's not that Laia hadn't seen porn, or didn't know that penises of that size could exist, but all the rumors fell short of the spectacle she was seeing live.

A finger caressed the skin of Pablo's cock from the base to the glans, the boy stirred a little in bed. Laia had to be careful if she didn't want to be discovered, maybe if she used saliva her fingers would slide better? But deep down, despite the excuses, Laia couldn't stop, she didn't want to stop.

She brought her mouth closer to let some saliva fall, then she smelled the perfume of that member, it wasn't the first one she had neared her mouth, she had done a couple of blowjobs to an ex-boyfriend, but this was indescribably richer, more appetizing.

Unconsciously her lips rested on Pablo's glans, her tongue soaked in saliva ran over it, it really was huge, so big that she doubted it would fit in her mouth. Wouldn't her jaw dislocate if she sucked it? But she wanted to try, she had to try.

She managed to get the glans in and practiced a gentle suction, playing little by little with the touch of her tongue and the saliva on her lips. Pablo squirmed a little, and Laia stopped immediately, was she crazy, what if he found out?

Laia knew it was wrong, she knew that deep down it was like she was raping Pablo, at that moment, on all fours on his knees with her mouth a few centimeters from that penis she felt a caress from a firm and large hand on her ass, it was a firm hand, caressing her underwear.

The girl was surprised and moved from her position, Pablo looked at her with his eyes open, but there was no rejection in them, Ashan was taking control of that drunken conscience.

"We've come this far Laia, please continue, I liked it..."

The girl was red and embarrassed, she wanted to hide, she wanted to die, and she covered her face with her hands, however Pablo hugged her and removed his hands from the girl's face, he gave her a sensual and warm kiss, in that way while the final seal was broken Pablo's consciousness was lost and Ashan took control little by little.

But to be the last night of Pablo's personality and soul, Ashan let him enjoy the loss of his virginity, Ashan had already lived it hundreds of years ago, it did not matter to wait until the climax came, a last glimpse of Pablo's mind was that he lost his virginity with a good friend. From that moment on, Pablo and Ashan would be one forever.


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