The Undivulged Academy novel Chapter 3

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 light from my screen dimly shone on their face.

"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.