????? The sun began to wane down over the hilltops of the Texas country, leaving behind trails of pink, orange, yellow, and purple. Wiping his forehead the trails of sweat that beaded there, Steve smiled, breathing heavily and closing the door to his truck.

????? Feeling proud of himself, he took off his working gloves and placed them on the front porch of the empty farm house. Unhooking one of the buttons to his overalls, Steve loosened one of his tense arms, relaxing the muscle until the sharp pain went away. The cool air of the impending night felt satisfying against his bare, sweaty and sore chest and Steve felt completely at ease with the silence of the country.

????? He had done a lot of work today, feeding the animals, harvesting some of the fields, paying the bills, and haggling at the market place all by himself while his folks were away on family business. Wiping the fatigue away from his eyes, Steve yawned while unwrapping his long blonde hair from the ponytail he made in the morning. Ruffling his hair a bit and taking off his shoes, he yawned again, entering the house and ready to take a hot shower.

????? A loud squawk from the barnyard, though, disrupted Steve's thoughts of a pleasant evening. Quickly running over to the barn to find out what's wrong with the animals, he forgot to hook over his overall or put on his shoes again. With fear of disappointing his parents if anything happened to the animals, Steve opened the door to the barn and ran right in.

????? Instantly, he felt a pair of hands around his neck throwing him up against the wall of the barn, screaming and arching in pain as the hands squeezed tighter around his sensitive neck area. For a second Steve opened his eyes, finding himself to be held at least a foot in the air by a man an inch or two shorter than he was. He hissed as the hands continued to constrict his breathing, trashing against the other man, desperate to free himself.

????? He heard the soft chuckling of the other man's voice, sweetly seductive and alluring in its power. He slowly felt himself being lifted down, feeling weak and powerless with his body slowly becoming unconcious. He had to find a way to breathe, gasping for air and trying to find a way to get out of this death hold.

????? Suddenly, the other man licked his cheek, and Steve involuntarily shivered at the softness of the tongue. His vision began to blur, feeling himself slowly succumbing to the darkness. However, his sense of smell was still strong. As the other man breathed into his face, Steve couldn't dismiss that very strong smell within.

????? Blood. A lot of blood.

????? Instincts for survival kicking in, Steve snapped opened his eyes, not caring if the man ripped his neck open or broke it in half. He had to get away and he had to get away now. Unable to control it any longer, he snapped his vision towards the other man's, locking onto his eyes.

????? It proved to be his downfall.

????? Instantly he felt himself falling and succumbing, lost in the way the other man's eyes were so icily blue, so brilliantly blue, he wanted to touch them with all his might. They echoed in the darkness, as if feeding off of the night, and the wicked smile he had glittered brightly.

????? Steve noticed in that smile, though, was a trait that he didn't particularly cared for.

????? "Fangs?" he was able to choke out finally, noticing the other man's death grip on his throat started to loosen. The last-night monster movie instantly entered his mind. "A-are you a vampire?"

????? The other man chuckled again, and Steve felt his knees weaken. He leaned in and began to plant small seductive kisses on Steve's neck. "Brilliant deduction, country boy."

????? Steve gulped heavily, highly aroused and afraid of the man controlling him. "Are you... are you going to make me into one of you?"

????? The vampire smirked at him, and Steve felt breathless for a second. The fangs looks so damn GOOD on him, complimenting his gorgeous blue eyes. "Already fed on a couple of your chickens, lil' boy, so that brought me over." His eyes became dark though, filled with an uncontrollable desire. The smirk grew. "But I think I'd like to wash out this taste of poultry with the taste of your come."

????? Steve's eyes grew large, and gulped heavily, feeling his cock harden at the thought. He tried to block out all the dirty mental images but to no avail. The vampire began to nip away at Steve's neck and slowly, tenderly until Steve felt his seductive, desirable hot breath on his lips.

????? "What's your name?" he heard the vampire ask him softly, as if enjoying this little game of sex.

????? He gulped again, lost in the vampire's eyes. "Steve," he weakly answered. "Steve Austin."

????? The vampire's lips grazed his own, and for a second Steve wondered what a vampire would taste like. "I used to be called Chris Benoit," the vampire said, his eyes heavy lidded. "You can address me by that name, if you so desire."

????? Steve opened his mouth to retort, but Chris would have none of it, taking advantage of the younger man's vulnerable state and giving him a deep, passionate kiss. He dipped the younger man's neck back to give himself more leverage, not caring at how rough his hands were around the other's neck.

????? With a hand still around Steve's neck, Chris trailed his hand down the open side of the overalls, roughly pinching his nipple. He dug into the overalls, reaching for the other side and giving the same treatment to the other. Steve moaned into his mouth, lost in his arousal and emotions, too distracted by the way Chris was giving him such undeniable pleasure.

????? Unclasping the only overall button left, he let the top fall to Steve's hips, releasing his other arm on Steve's neck to run up and down his slick chest. He continued to pinch his nipples, lightly biting Steve's upper lip and grinding him against the wall. Steve groaned loudly, arching against Chris and desiring more friction.

????? He broke the kiss, chuckling again as he saw Steve whimper at the loss of the sensation. Chris licked against his nipples and chest, dipping his hands into the hanging overalls and immediately finding his hard cock, already dripping with precome. He touched it roughly, tugging at it and scraping each ball with one sharp fingernail. Steve arched from the wall, wailing and screaming, his desire growing like his evident erection.

????? Chris smiled and slowly released the overalls from Steve's hips, licking his way down Steve's chest and dipping his clever tongue into his navel. Once the overalls were around Steve's ankles, he placed his arms over Steve's hips, and his hands over his stomach, enjoying how the muscles spasmed at his touch. Smirking he put pressure against his elbows, pinning Steve to the wall around his hip area. He slowly let his tongue roll all the way down, enjoying how Steve begged in his moans, pleading with him to give him some release.

????? Teasingly letting his tongue lick at the tip of Steve's cock, he whispered harshly, "I'll give you your release when I damn well feel like it."

????? Steve's head bounced back and forth on the wall of the barn, slowly dying from torture as Chris lightly sucked the tip of his cock, licking along the sides ever so languidly, taking his time at this. Once in a while he felt Chris touch his balls harshly, arching from the wall from just that one touch.

????? Finally after what seemed forever, he literally screamed when Chris deep-throated him without warning, pinned to the wall by Chris arms as he arched with bright burning wide eyes. Steve never knew things such as this would be so fucking fantastic! His breathing began long and erratic, feeling and hearing nothing but the sounds of his moans and the hungry slurping of Chris sucking away his cock.

????? He could faintly hear in the back of his mind that he was moaning like crazy, at times screaming Chris name and at times screaming something unintelligible. He loved it when Chris began to chuckle, sending sweet vibrations against his cock and rippling all around his body. He shivered uncontrollably, desperately wanting to feel his release more than ever.

????? "Oh my God!" Steve screamed horsely, knowing he was losing his voice due to all the shoutings he did. He let his hands clutch onto Chris' hair tightly, moving with the vampire's rough, fast pace as he bobbed his head up and down, hollowing his cheeks and sucking him fiercely. Steve felt his impending orgasm, whimpering and gasping in hitched little voices.

????? "Ohgodohgodohgodohgod..." He choked out, his body tightening completely. However, before he could have his salvation, at the crucial moment, Benoit released his mouth, snickering and grinning like crazy as Steve groaned horsely. He bent his head down, his own colbat blue eyes screaming in rage and arousal.

????? "I was close, dammit!" Steve shouted, his cock completely rock hard and pulsing hard for some sort of release. Chris, though, smirked still, and he merely held onto Steve in a death hold while standing up. The anger never left his face, though.

????? Chris, however, leaned down and kissed Steve tenderly, much more different than beforehand, leading him over from the wall and over to a haystack. He gently laid him on the hay, trailing his fingertips around the precise curves of the younger man's body. Steve instantly lost all of his previous anger when he saw the desire again in Benoit's eyes.

????? "You're going to love this part," Chris whispered, kissing and licking Steve's lips.

????? Steve snorted and turned his head away, giving Benoit the hint that he wasn't interested, even though he already knew that his cock was doing all the talking for him. "Yeah, right," he cynically said.

????? Chris snickered and snapped his fingers, producing a bottle of lube in his hand while the other held Steve down forcefully. "The benefits of being a vampire," Chris said happily as he opened the bottle and coating his fingers.

????? Steve whimpered softly, wondering aloud, "What are you doing, Chris?"

????? Chris continued to laugh, leaning down to kiss Steve deeply. "You really are innocent, Steve," he commented, gazing into the other man's lovely blue eyes. In the darkness, their eyes echoed off of one another, one shimmering in desire, and the other in complete naivity. He slowly let his fingers coat the enterance of the other man, watching silently with a quirked smile at how the other man slowly closed his eyes and moaned gently. He kissed his lips again, noting how silky soft they were. "I'm about to give you an experience you won't forget."

????? "Will..." Steve's question trailed off for a few seconds as Benoit slipped a finger within his enterance, a burning feeling shaking up and down his spine like hellfire. He licked his lips, finding his question again. "Will you bite me?"

????? Benoit chuckled again, nuzzling the other man's neck and finding himself unable to just merely suck a little blood from the innocent farm boy. "No," he gently answered, smirking in triumph as he found the little bulge of the man's prostate. Watching intentively as Steve arched high into the air and gasped loudy, he held him down harshly with his free hand, kissing his cheek and licking the spot. "I don't hunger for your blood."

????? Inserting another finger into the other man's enterance, scissoring and stretching it, Benoit put his form over Steve, hearing the crunching sound of their two bodies against one another against the haystack. He lazily grabbed the lube with his free hand and coated his own rock-hard cock, kissing the lower lip of Steve's parted mouth.

????? After he inserted a third finger, he knew that Steve was ready. The other man was writhing beneath him, ready to scream again if he had to for his release. Chris smirked devilishly, nibbling the other man's lips as he took his fingers out and quickly replaced it with the head of his cock.

????? As he slowly thrusted himself inside Steve, he whispered into his ear one simple sentence. "I desire you."

????? "Oh God," Steve choked out, the burning feeling quickly replaced by the sweet sensation of pleasure rippling up and down his spine and sending his sanity into another universe. Slowly, Benoit began to thrust languidly into Steve, holding onto his hips and lifting them a little to angle his thrust directly onto the other man's prostate.

????? Steve arched into the thrusts, desperately trying to clutch onto something and found himself only to hold onto Chris' biceps for salvation. He ground his hips against Benoit's, yelling in satisfaction and growing need. Chris nearly lost his control and began thrusting faster into Steve when he felt the younger man's cock pressing against his abdomen. The slick feel of it pressing against him made Benoit let go one of Steve's hips and pump the member once or twice.

????? The two grunted together, each trying to find release within one another. Benoit continued to pump Steve's cock, sending the other man into a frenzy, trashing his head back and forth, his blonde hair wildly flowing over his face, decorated by strains of hay. Benoit reached down to remove some of them from his hair, gasping at how gentle Steve's hair was. He reached down and nuzzled it, kissing his forehead and then his lips.

????? Unable to control himself anymore, Benoit grabbed Steve's hips, lifted him as high as he could go, and began to thrust himself deeper than before. The two yelled together in grunts and urges, whispering and at times kissing each other until the two came together in a loud, united scream. Steve felt utterly complete as Benoit came inside him, as Chris did when Steve poured his seed onto his stomach.

????? Chris fell on top of him, and neither man move from their position, wanting to feel this moment of ecstasy and completion for the rest of eternity. After the longest time, Chris moved himself out of Steve and fell next to him, hearing the crunching sound of his body against the hay. He cradled Steve in his arms, wrapping a leg over him possessively and holding his head to his chest.

????? He breathed into Steve's hair, smelling the scent of shampoo, sweat, and country blossoms. He smiled contentedly, lifting Steve's chin and lightly giving him a kiss. "Sleep," he softly commanded.

????? Steve smiled tiredly. "Idawanna," he slurred in protest, yawning and cuddling against Benoit's chest.

????? Chris snickered and kiss him passionately on the lips. "You're a beautiful creature," he whispered tenderly.

????? "Will I see you again?" Steve asked behind gorgeous half-lided blue eyes that echoed off Benoit's own.

????? Benoit held onto Steve and basked in the afterglow. "Maybe. In your nightmares."

????? "But this wasn't a nightmare," Steve said, yawning loudly and cuddling closer to Benoit's sudden warmth. "This was a perfect dream. I'd like to visit this dream again."

????? He smiled sadly and held onto Steve tighter. "Maybe. Maybe you will."

????? A moment passed, and Benoit could hear the faint breathing of the country boy. Sadly he moved away from his warm body, wiping him off with a cloth that he magically made appear with a snap of his fingers clothing him with the overalls again.

????? Benoit has a sinking feeling that in the morning Steve would only dismiss this euphoric night as another one of his kinky dreams, but Chris would know the truth. He smirked a fanged grin and jumped up to the open window of the barn. He turned around and smiled lovingly at the sleeping form of Steve.

????? "Don't lurk around in the night, Steve," Chris warned playfully, smirking. "You just might find me there."

????? He jumped off the windowsill, fading into the night.

????? Dawn came over the horizon hours later.


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