Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2016 19:09:45 +0200
From: Eiri Yuki <eririyuki@mail.com>
Subject: Pierce 1-1

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       The cafeteria was full of noise; everyone taking over each other. It
was an assault on the ears.  Pierce had never had this problem before, but
he was overwhelmed. The endless noisy chatter of the college cafeteria was
resolving itself in a high pitched keening that made Pierce cover his ears,
but there was no covering the sound. It grew in pitch and volume until
Pierce thought he would scream and then, the fire sprinklers began to
shower water over the cafeteria. Pierce watched as the students, screaming
in shock and surprise, rushed out of the large featureless room. He watched
their mouths move in surprise, but could only hear the now slightly relaxed
keening in his ears. Without warning the keening built in intensity and
then disappeared with a pop, to be replaced with the steady whoosh of the
water as it poured down onto the now empty cafeteria. Slowly, numbly,
Pierce stood, feeling the wet fabric as it stuck to his athletic body, and
carefully began to make his way to the double doored exit. After stepping
through the doors, he promptly feinted.

       When Pierce woke next, everything was white. He was in a white bed
with a frame of white bars. White curtains closed him away from the rest of
the white ceilinged room. He sat up an noticed that he had been changed
into a hospital gown of blue. He flushed in embarrassment at the thought of
some strangers fingers unbuttoning his shirt, and drawing the soaking
clothe away from his ivory skin, drying his arms, his hands, his abs,
his.. everything else. He could feel his dick stirring at the thought and
decided that he should probably think of something else. As if summoned
from his fantasies, the most stunning creature he had ever seen slipped
through the stark white curtains.

       High cheekbones set in a pleasingly symmetrical face; eyes the color
of molten gold set below a full head of unkempt chestnut hair; all serving
to act as the perfect accompaniment to his full smiling lips and even
pearly teeth. The six foot tall man in front of him wore a crisp powder
blue dress shirt tucked into a pair of flat grey slacks, all just tight
enough to hint at the undoubtedly David-esque shape of his body while being
loose enough to force the imagination to fill in the oh so tantalizing
gaps. His smile slowly shifted into a smirk as he observed the awe-struck
expression on Pierce's face.

       "Well hello." The perfect lips said with a slightly humoured
air. "My name is Hyde or Dr.  Mountblanc if you speak to my mother."

       "I'm P..Pierce." Pierce stuttered in embarrassment as his cheeks
flushed crimson.

       "Well, then our little sleeping marble has a name." Hyde said,
smirking again. Pierce looked at him in confusion.

       "Sorry, Pierce, the sleeping marble is what the nurses have
nicknamed you, owing to your handsomely pale skin. I think some of them
hoped you would wake up and prove to be a vampire." Hyde laughed, though
whether it was because he thought he had told a funny joke or at Pierce's
embarrassment was anyone's guess.

       "Wh..Where are my clothes?"

       "Don't worry, Pierce, they have been laundered and are in
storage. Now that you are awake, I'll have them brought up."

       "How long have I been out?"

       "Two days. The paramedics tried to find identification, but you
didn't have any. After I check a couple of things about your condition,
I'll bring in the phone so you can contact your family."

       Hyde moved towards Pierce and with a series of gentle touches led
him through a battery of tests. He understood that Pierce was in shock and
tried to treat him gently. Once he had finished his tests, Hyde took
Pierce's face with one hand and directed Pierce's gaze into his eyes. For a
moment, he felt stunned at the dark, watery depths of Pierce's eyes, but he
knew this was probably a side effect of the mana that was coursing
uncontrolled through Pierce's newly awakened body.

       "Pierce," Hyde said carefully, while continuing to gaze into
Pierce's enchanting eyes. "It's going to be ok. You're fine, but you have
to do some minor mental exercises to keep this from happening again. I'll
return later to show you what to do. Can I get a phone for you?"

       Pierce stared into the glowing depths of Hyde's molten eyes and felt
calmed as if the anxiety and fear he had just been feeling were flowing out
into the warmth of Hyde's smile.

       "I.. I don't have anyone to call." He felt himself say almost
involuntarily.

       Hyde felt as though he had been struck. The pain that flowed outward
from Pierce was overwhelming and all Hyde could think was: I have to
help. I have to heal. Before he knew what he was doing he lowered his face
to Pierce's and ever so gently brushed his lips against the coma-chapped
lips of the handsome and wounded boy in front of him. He could feel
Pierce's desire flame into being, not just animal lust, but also a desire
to be comforted, to be healed.

       Hyde mustered his self-discipline and, keeping his face so close
that his lips continued to brush Pierce's as he spoke, he said, "Rest," in
a breathy whisper. Pierce's hard body went limp in his arms.

       Hyde carefully arranged his limbs under the blankets and resisted
the nearly overwhelming temptation to explore the beautiful form that lay
before him. He caressed Pierce's ivory face.

       "Don't worry, you'll sleep 10 or 20 minutes, but your mind needs
time to cope with your shock.  Oh how I wish there was some way for me to
protect you from what is coming next."

       After a few more moments of contemplation, Hyde went into the
bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him. He quickly disrobed in
front of the mirror, admiring his toned arms and abs, his honey touched
skin, his lightly trimmed brown pubic hair, and his thick semi-hard
member. He let one of his hands trace across the muscles of his chest,
occasionally tweaking one of his hard, dark nipples, while the other made
its way down to his heavy, round balls, cupping them and gently squeezing
them. Then he moved his hand to his now hardening member and began to
stroke it slowly and methodically until it reached its full eight inches.

       After a few minutes of this, Hyde begins to direct his thoughts
towards Pierce. Imagining what it would be like run his tongue up and down
that marble skin, cool and hot at the same time. Dreaming of what his cock
must look like set against that skin and night black hair. He imagined the
curve of his muscular buttocks. What would it be lick to kiss those pert
red lips, not soft and gentle, but hard and needy? He imagined Pierce's
lips wrapped around his dick and couldn't hold back anymore. He let out a
soft moan and felt his dick spasm as thick cords of sperm shot into the
sink.

       After a momentary reverie, Dr. Hyde Mountblanc carefully cleaned up
the bathroom, redressed, and thought to himself, "I'm going to have to be
careful around that man or I may lose control."