It was just after sunset and Danny was relaxing alone on a large four poster bed in the luxurious home of the vampire called Christian.
Danny had come to Christian's elegant home with his neighbour Sylvia, who was also a blood sucking vampire. Danny and Sylvia had a neat little, mutually beneficial arrangement going where Danny would let the beautiful vampire drink a small portion of his blood, and in return Sylvia would give the eighteen year old mind blowing oral sex.
From what Danny could gather of their relationship, Sylvia considered Christian her brother. Both vampire's had been turned by the same 'elder' vampire, along with their somewhat frightening sister Anita.
Much like Danny allowing Sylvia to snack on small rations of his blood, the other two vampires also had human companions that provided them with their daily blood requirements. Danny wasn't quite sure of the relationships the vampires and their blood-providers had with each other, but he was pretty sure it wasn't as give and take as him and Sylvia.
Danny gave a sigh and tossed aside the newspaper he'd been reading. He was bored. Sharon, Christian's own blood-provider had left the house to run and errand for the vampire, and he hadn't seen Sylvia since she'd gone to sleep just before sunrise, several hours ago, and everyone else in the house seemed to be keeping to themselves tonight. Not that he would have particularly wanted to hang out with Anita or her creepy blood-slave Justin.
The eighteen year old sat up and stared at the painting on the far wall. It was an appropriately antique and gothic looking portrait of some old grey haired dude that looked like he was straight out of a 70's vampire movie. Christian's taste in furnishings was hardly subtle.
The old man in the portrait was kind of sinister looking. He had black eyes that had no white in them at all, making him look like he was blind or that his eyeballs had been removed.
Danny frowned at the painting and stood up, moving closer. The man's eyes looked weirder the nearer he got to the canvas.
"That's strange," Danny muttered allowed as he stood directly in front of the portrait. Up close it looked almost like the man's eyes were not part of the painting. Danny reached up and brushed his fingertips across the eyes. He could distinctly feel a slight ridge around the edge of the eyes.
"Fuck me," swore Danny. He grabbed hold of the ornate frame and tried to lift it up off the wall. It wouldn't budge. Danny shook his head and ran his fingers right around the edge of the mounting, trying to find anything out of place.
Danny shook his head and stepped back. Nothing.
The teenager glanced to his right at an antique wardrobe a short way along the wall. He walked over to it and pulled open the doors. Inside it was empty.
Danny stepped inside and pressed both hands against the back of the wardrobe. He gave a hard push and there was a distinct click. The teenager held his breath as he felt the back of the wardrobe sink inwards about an inch.
"Wow," he breathed as he pushed the back of the wardrobes and it slid away to the left revealing a dark opening behind. "This is some Scooby doo shit."
Danny stepped inside the secret passage, pulling the wardrobe door closed behind him. Inside it smelt old and musty, and was black as night.
"Shit," Danny muttered to himself as he scrambled around in his pocket and pulled out his cellphone. The teenager pressed a button to light up the phone's screen and give him just enough light to look around inside the secret back of the wardrobe.
The secret passage stretched out along the wall, back towards the strange painting as Danny had suspected. It was quite narrow and cramped, but he slowly made his way along the passage to the location of the portrait. Danny shone the light from his phone on the wall and spotted a small sliding panel at eye-level.
Danny slid aside the panel revealing two small holes. He leant forward and peeked through. Sure enough he was looking in on the bedroom through the eyes of the old man in the portrait.
"Scooby Dooby Doo," murmured Danny in awe, unable to stop a broad grin from spreading across his face. This was fucking cool.
Danny shone his phone screen further along the passageway; it definitely seemed to continue on into other parts of the house.
Filled with curiosity, Danny made his way deeper along the secret passage, this time taking care to stay as quiet as possible. Every few feet he used the light from his phone to check the wall for more viewing panels, and it wasn't long before he found one.
Danny winced as the panel made a slight scraping noise as he opened it. His heart thumping in his chest, Danny leant forward and peered, presumably through another portrait's eyes, into another bedroom.
The teenager's throat went dry as he immediately spotted Anita and her blood provider Justin on a bed on the far side of the room.
Justin lay on his back, stripped to the waist, his pale, scrawny chest left bare. Lying on top of the barely-conscious looking young man, the vampire Anita had her face buried in Justin's neck.
Danny's blood ran cold as he watched the scary vampire drinking on her slave's blood. He could hear the slight slurping noise of Anita's feasting, as well as a quiet, feeble moaning coming Justin. There was no sign of any pain on Justin's face, in fact he almost looked stoned, his glazed over stare looking straight up at the ceiling.
Danny swallowed and licked his lips as he spied on the feeding vampire. Anita definitely seemed to be drinking deeper and for far longer than Sylvia ever drank on Danny's blood.
The chilled teenager noticed for the first time that Anita wasn't wearing a lot as she lay over Justin. In fact, Anita was dressed only in a red satin bra and g-string, her curvy, artificially tanned body almost naked.
Lying on top of Justin, drinking his blood with her knees tucked up beneath her, Anita's shapely round ass was jutting out straight towards Danny's viewpoint. The toned, well-formed globes of the vampire's buttocks were perfectly framed by the skimpy strip of her satin g-string, and despite the horrific scene of her gorging on blood, Danny still felt a stirring in his loins at the sight of Anita's flawless posterior.
Danny couldn't help but remember the feel of the beautiful blonde vampire's body pressed against his back the night before while Sylvia was drinking his blood. He also remembered stumbling upon the frightening vampire earlier that day with Sharon, and the feel of his hard cock sliding in out and of her wet mouth, millimetres from those dangerous looking fangs that were now sunk into the flesh of Justin's pale throat.
Suddenly there was a flash of red as Anita lifted her mouth up off Justin's neck and started to turn towards the wall Danny was peeking through. Danny jerked his head hurriedly away from the eye holes, his heart hammering in his chest. Had she seen him? Shit, she was a vampire, she could probably sense his presence or smell his blood pumping or something.
Danny remained frozen in the narrow secret passage, trying to remain as still and quiet as possible. He strained his hearing for any sign of movement in the bedroom beyond the wall.
Eventually he heard a rustling and some movement and decided to risk a look.
Back in the room, Anita had climbed off her pale human blood source. Justin looked even whiter than normal, lying motionless on the bed with a dark red smear across the side of his neck and his upper chest. It certainly looked as though Anita had drunk a hell of a lot of his blood.
The gorgeous, lingerie-clad vampire was on the other side of the room, wiping her mouth with a bloody towel. Danny licked his lips, admiring the firm round bubbles of her g-string clad ass. She had a spectacular body, somehow voluptuous and athletic at the same time.
Not wanting to push his luck any further, Danny closed the spy panel and moved on as quietly as possible. If he was going to get caught spying, Anita was the last person in the world that he wanted to get caught by, even if she was smoking hot. He wondered briefly what she would do to him if she even suspected what he'd done to her while she was asleep.
Using the light from his cellphone, Danny made his way further along the secret passage. He found two more eavesdropping panels, both of which looked in one empty rooms within the mansion. A third and final spy panel was near what looked like the end of the secret passage.
Danny slid open the final panel and peered through the eyes of whatever portrait was on the wall of this last room.
The eighteen year old found himself looking into Christian's bedroom. To his surprise, the male vampire was not alone. Sylvia was with him.
Just like Anita and Justin, Sylvia and Christian were lying together on the bed. Like Anita, Sylvia was also dressed only in lingerie, a lacy black bra and French style panties. Sylvia was not sucking Christian's blood, however she was sucking.
Where Justin had been naked from the waist up, Christian was naked from the waist down. The middle aged vampire wearing a black silk shirt and nothing else. Sylvia, Danny's gorgeous neighbour was bent over the other vampire's lap, Christian's hard cock in her soft hand and her mouth wrapped around the head of his hard shaft.
Danny swallowed as he watched Sylvia's mouth bob over the vampire's erection, the tight seal of her lips sliding up and down his hard shaft.
Although Danny and Sylvia were by no means exclusive, or even a couple, Danny felt an instant surge of jealousy. Never mind the fact that Danny's cock had been in both Sharon and Anita's mouth that morning, he still wasn't happy to see his beautiful personal cocksucker slurping on someone else's penis.
Christian, on the other hand, seemed very happy to have Sylvia's mouth on his cock. The dark haired, middle aged vampire gave a groan of appreciation as the younger vampire bobbed her head rapidly over his lap, his hard cock sliding in and out of her wet mouth.
Christian had one hand on the back of Sylvia's neck, guiding her faster up and down on his prick.
"She's going after Victor tonight," Christian said. It was the first words that had been spoken since he'd entered the secret passage, and Danny found he could hear very clearly from behind the wall.
Sylvia lifted her mouth up off Christian's cock. "She is?" the gorgeous vampire sounded surprised by Christian's statement. Danny had no idea who Victor was or what they were talking about.
Sylvia stroked Christian's cock in her soft hand and Danny got a decent look at it for the first time. Christian was big. Definitely bigger than him. It didn't help the eighteen year old feel any better about his personal cocksucker sucking on another man's cock, when the other cock was considerably bigger than his.
