The Undivulged Academy

Chapter 3: The Bloody Wanker

Scott's POV

A calm night, just what I needed. I sat before my computer screen, its flickering light sparsely lighting

the dark room. Exhaling, I dropped the tissue roll on the desk and pulled down my trousers. What I was

about to do shamed me. But I still had to do it.

Opening my jar of cream, I used my index finger to scoop a substantial amount. I smeared the cream

on my palm and rubbed my hands together. Satisfied with the lubrication, I hit the play button on my

screen.

The video began. I wrapped my hand around my erect cock and beat it. Shit. My head dropped

backwards as I rubbed my shaft. The moans the lady in the video was letting out increased my urge to

cum.

I moved my hand along my length, letting out gasps whenever I hit my sweetspot. My eyes rolled into

my socket as I was about to hit my climax.

"Fuck," I let out as the rush ran up my dick.

My body twitched as thick cum sputtering over my hand, slowly dripping down my knuckles. The cum

was warm. I quickly got hold of my tissue and rolled out an adequate amount. Rubbing off the cum from

my hand and cock, regret took a chance to embrace me.

"And here comes the regret."

I shot out of my seat and quickly turned. Two men in black suits were standing next to my door. The

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"Who are you?" I hurriedly wore my trousers. "How did you get in here?" I looked at the porn playing on

my laptop and turned to face them. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to know that you're a three seconds guy." The one on the right spoke. He sounded

different from the one that spoke earlier. His voice was deep and smooth.

My face heated up in embarrassment. They were watching me all these while. But how did they get in?

I didn't hear the door creak open.

The one at the left chuckled and glanced the one that spoke. "Albazar, he's just a kid. You don't have to

be harsh."

"You guys haven't answered my question." I picked up my phone. "If you don't talk I'll call the police."

"Well, if you don't drop your phone..." Albazar raised a phone. The video of me masturbating was

playing on it. "I'll post this to everyone on campus. I'm sure girls will love to know how quick you are."

The other on the left chuckled again.

I gulped and dropped my phone on the desk. "Please don't post it. I'll do anything you say."

Albazar smirked. "Now we're talking." He gave a curt nod to the other. "Ian, do your thing."

Ian stepped foward, divulging his face from the shadows. He was light skinned with a black hair that

formed curls. His beards were the nicest I've ever seen. They lined his jaw properly and were neatly

trimmed.

"I know this will shock you. But in about five minutes, vampires will enter this room to kill you," He said

"Vampires? You've got to be kidding me," I said scowling . "Do I look like a kid to you? I'm seventeen

years old. Though, I'm clocking eighteen next month."

Albazar rolled his eyes and looked at Ian. "Are you sure he's the one. I'm not sure a bloody wanker can

save us from Dracula's return."

"I'm sure. We both saw him in Vera's prophecy." Ian sat on my bed and sighed.

I frowned. "First vampires, now you're talking about Dracula. Do I look like a joke to you?"

"Kid, do you have any powers?" Ian crossed his hands, looking at me with a raised brow.

I locked my brows. "Powers? Don't get."

"Like can you do something like..." Albazar rolled his wrist. "Fly?"

"No."

"Summon demons?" He came closer, his face becoming clearer. He was olive skinned and his hair was

black and rich with oil.

My forehead crumbled. "No."

"Raise the dead?" Ian asked, scratching his stubbles.

"No." I dropped on my seat. "What do I look like? A wizard?"

Albazar shrugged. "You could be."

Exhaling, I ran my hand through my hair. "Look, I can't do any of these things you're asking me about.

I'm just a normal teenage boy in college."

"Who masturbates every night." Albazar sighed and raked his hair. Gesturing at me, he looked at Ian. "I

told you he was a waste of time."

"No brother." Ian got up. "I'm sure he's the one." He glanced at me and nodded to my desk. "Hide

behind it."

"Why?" I frowned. "This is my room, you don't tell me what to do."

"Alright, you're room..." Ian's fist caught fire and a sword spawned from his hand. I had never seen

anything like it before. "your rules."

The door banged open and two men entered the room. Their eyes glinted red and they let out

inhumane growls. Instinctively, I ran behind the desk and hid. My heart thumped hard against my chest.

What were those things? I tried my best to control my shaky breaths but the groans in the room weren't

making it any easier for me.

A loud screech stung my ears and I closed them with both hands. After a while, I removed my hands

and the whole room was quiet. Footsteps closed to me, getting louder as the person got nearer.

"Please, please, don't kill me."

A hand was stretched out to me. "It's me, Ian. Get up."

I never knew I'll be happier to hear this strangers voice. At least he didn't look scary like those things.

Quickly, I held his hand and he raised me up.

My jaw dropped as I saw those two things lying headless on my bed. Their blood was spreading

loosely on my white bed sheet. They were human. But they didn't look one some minutes ago.

"Pack all the things you'll need." Ian spat on the ground and rubbed a wrist along his mouth. "You're

leaving here."

"W-what?" I stuttered, looking at the mess on my bed.

"Didn't you hear him." Albazar rubbed a hand on the wall, staining it red with blood. "Pack your things."

"I can't." I gazed at him. "I'm in school. What about my tests? My life?"

"These vampires will come for you again." Ian glanced at the headless creatures. "Do you want to end

up like them?"

I shook my head.

"Then pack your things."

My body was a vibrating mess. Everything was happening so fast. First these two men entered my

room and told me about vampires. Now I'm seeing two headless humans on my bed. They now want

me to leave my room. God, please this should be a dream.

"Kid?" Ian cocked his head.

"Y-yes?"

"Pack your things," Ian said, his voice more commanding.

Reluctantly, I took a step and my foot touched something. It felt round. Slowly, I looked down and saw a

head. A fucking head. I screamed and jumped out of my skin.

Albazar sighed. "I'm so tired of this wanker." He advanced to me.

"Hey, Albazar, chill he's just a kid." The brother stretched out an arm towards me.

Albazar closed in our distance and punched me in the face, knocking me out.