Vlad The Impaler

Most of us have read about the origins of Vlad the Impaler, Count Dracula, the blood sucking fiend. Most have asserted that the story originated with an actual defender of his people impaling his foes on stakes and leaving them on display to scare his enemies into thinking if they invaded, that they would end up the same way. This then led to the legend of Count Dracula. My tale weaves a different perspective on this legend. A tale of a nobleman betrayed by his most trusted guards who were themselves deceived by dark magic.

Vladimir Darius and his beautiful wife to be, Catherine were enamored with each other. They were about to be husband and wife. Their marriage would further unite the surrounding kingdoms in the defense of the invaders to the south. The leader of the invading armies was infatuated with Catherine and wanted her for himself. One day, everything was turned upside down. Vladimir heard Catherine’s screams, and he rushed to her aid, accompanied by four of his guards. They chased the screams down into the dungeons where they eventually encountered them. Two of his own guards were holding Catherine. A tall man stood in front of them with a wicked sneer on his face as if taunting Vladimir. Beside him was a shorter person in a dark cloak, the hood hiding their identity. Vladimir said, “What is the meaning of this? Release her at once”! The tall man said, “You no longer give the orders of these men. Take him”. His own four guards were on Vladimir at once. They secured him and forced him to his knees. Vladimir shouted, “How can you betray me. Can’t you see the evil in front of you”? The tall man laughed and said, “You have no idea who you are dealing with. Take a good look at your guards. They are not in control of what they are doing”. Vladimir looked at the guards holding his sweet Catherine and realized the blank stare from their eyes. The guards holding him had the same expression. “What have you done with them”, Vladimir asked? The man laughed and said, “Nothing in comparison with what I have in store for you. Open his mouth”. Vladimir resisted but eventually the guards pried his mouth open. The hooded figure stepped forward and poured a vial of liquid into Vladimir’s mouth. Vladimir resisted swallowing it, thinking it was intended to kill him. The hooded figure began chanting something in a language Vladimir didn’t understand and he soon felt himself blacking out.

When Vladimir awoke on the dungeon floor, the six guards lay dead around him, and his Catherine was gone along with the two intruders. He felt different somehow, but his sole purpose now was to find his Catherine and exact revenge on those who had taken her. That will be addressed in a later chapter of this story.

Hundreds of years later, a warm day in June 2000, 18 YO Josh is hanging with his buddy, Justin on their usual corner. Justin had just commented about Josh looking paler than usual and Josh admitted to this being a bad day for him. A blue BMW pulls up in front of them and the passenger window opens. The guy in the passenger seat asks, “What would the two of you charge for a foursome with us”? Just then a long black limousine pulled up behind them. Justin, seeing an advantage and seeing dollar signs said to the pair inside, “Give us a sec”. He walked back to the Limo and the driver’s window rolled down. The driver spoke in a direct tone, “We are looking for Joshua. You may walk away”. This stung a bit, but Justin then thought he may be able to take advantage of this to take in all the money for himself from the guys in the BMW. Josh could take care of whoever was in the Limo. He walked back and whispered to Josh that someone in the limo may know him and that he’d take care of the guys in the BMW.

Josh approached the limo wondering who could be asking for him by name. The passenger door opened, and a voice called out to him, “Please, step in Joshua”. Josh was skeptical, but climbed in. He found himself seated next to a stunningly handsome man; Josh judged to be in his mid to late twenties. The man looked at Josh and said, “Good evening, Joshua. My name is Darius, Vladimir Darius”. Josh almost couldn’t hold back his laughter. This was just too comical for him to believe. He was wondering if he was being punked. Josh asked. “How do you know my name? Did one of my customers give it to you”? The man stated frankly, “No, but that doesn’t matter. Will you join me at my hotel? You will be rewarded at more than double your fee”. Josh couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You’re telling me that you’re paying me double even before I tell you what I’m charging you”? Vladimir’s eyes met Josh’s as he said, “The price is not important as you will live longer this way”. Josh was surprised by that statement. What did he mean by it? Was he aware of Josh’s situation or worse, was this a threat? Josh suddenly felt uncomfortable. As if the guy sensed it, Josh felt his hand on his thigh. Josh glanced over and saw Vladimir smiling as he said, “No, as I said, after tonight, you will live longer than you otherwise would have”. Josh was still confused, but realized Vladimir was assuring him that he wasn’t planning on murdering him tonight.

The limousine pulled into the hotel parking garage and pulled up to an elevator marked private. The driver got out and opened the rear door next to Vladimir. Vladimir turned to Josh, smiled, and then said, “Will you join me tonight? I promise you that your life will change forever if you do. If you’ve changed your mind, my driver will return you to your corner”. Josh’s mind was racing. What did Vladimir know of his condition? The doctors had already given him the bad news; he had maybe three years at best. Josh smiled slightly at Vladimir and said, “I’ll come with you”. Vladimir nodded and they stepped from the limo and Vladimir went up to the elevator door, inserted a key and the doors opened.

As the elevator stopped and the doors opened, they stepped into the foyer of a huge suite. Vladimir led Josh into a huge living area with a giant TV screen, plush chairs, and a large sofa. Vladimir made them each a drink and they sat down in chairs facing each other. Josh was in awe as he said, “I’ve never been in a place like this. It must cost a fortune”. Vladimir smiled and said, “I come from old money and have invested it well. So, how long have you been uh, in your profession”? Josh had never been asked about his hustling and was a little embarrassed by the question. Vladimir held up his hand and said, “No need to answer. The reason I asked is that you seem so young to have contracted your illness from that and have it progressed so far already”. Josh wondered how this man knew so much about him. He replied, “I don’t know how you know about my condition, but I didn’t get it from selling my body. I got it from a blood transfusion that I received after a car accident that killed my parents. Before you ask, I always wear protection and insist my clients do as well”. Vladimir nodded and said, “I wasn’t going to ask. I’m not here to make any judgement”. Josh finished his drink and set it down. Vladimir set his drink down as well, then stood and offered Josh a hand up. Josh accepted the hand, and they were face to face. Josh said, “I’m not big on kissing my clients, but if you’d like”. Vladimir smiled again and said, “I understand, and in this case, there is no need”. ‘No need?’, Josh wondered what that had meant.

They entered the bedroom where a king-sized bed seemed small. Josh just shook his head and then asked, “So, what would be your pleasure Mr. Darius”? “Vladimir is fine”, Vladimir said and continued, “I will fuck you, and then I will suck the cum from your dick. That is all”. Josh grew concerned, “I don’t usually allow that as even my precum could be infectious”. Vladimir smiled and said, “I’m not concerned about that. Your disease cannot harm me”. Josh shook his head and said, “A lot of people thought the same thing, but”. Vladimir put his hand up and silenced Josh, “I will also not wear a condom while fucking you. It is necessary, and for your own good”. Josh was beginning to believe this guy had a few cards missing in his deck, but he seemed to know so much.

Vladimir then began to remove Josh’s clothing. Josh did the same for Vladimir, and as he did, he noticed how toned Vladimir’s body was. Solid biceps and pecs and a washboard stomach. He had thought Vladimir was a soft aloof rich guy, but this body was that of a gymnast. Vladimir backed Josh up to the edge of the bed and pushed him back with what looked like a finger but felt like a two-handed shove. Before he knew it, Josh’s legs were in the air and Vladimir’s cock was pushing into him, no foreplay here. Something felt strange as Vladimir’s precum had seemed to not only lube him up, but also numbed him to the pain of the entry. Josh looked up in surprise as Vladimir looked down at him smiling. Then he began moving in and out, massaging Josh’s prostate. Josh began gasping for breath as his prostate had never been stimulated like this. Josh panted out, “Oh my god! Holy shit! Fuck! Fuck yeah! Oh my god! Fuckin’ good fuck! Please, I need to cum”! Vladimir smiled down at Josh, grabbed his wrists and held them over his head and said, “You will cum when I allow it”. Precum was pouring from Josh’s cock, and he felt like he could cum at any time. He felt like he was losing his mind as waves of pleasure from his prostate overcame him. Then suddenly, Vladimir’s cock seemed to swell even more, and he saw stars as Vladimir flooded his bowels with his seed. A hot flash and overwhelming heat overtook Josh as he felt an energy fill him. He felt the energy build in him and thought he could crush a planet with it. Before he knew what was happening, Vladimir pulled out of him and dropped down to take his cock in his mouth and began sucking greedily. Almost immediately Josh’s cock exploded into Vladimir’s mouth. Josh screamed out in ecstasy, “Oh fuck”! Josh’s cock kept shooting wads of cum into Vladimir’s throat and he swallowed it down hungrily. When he was finally spent, Josh felt totally drained and yet Vladimir continue to suck on it. The energy he had felt after Vladimir had cum in him had been drained. He felt totally exhausted. Everything seemed to fade to black.

Josh awoke in his bed with the sun in his eyes. He rolled over and thought the sun was in the wrong position. Then he looked at his phone and saw it was five in the afternoon. Why had he slept so late? Then he recalled last night. What was his name? Holy shit! He was late for his appointment at the clinic! They were not going to be happy with him. He slowly drug himself out of bed. He felt like a truck had run him over. He hadn’t felt like this since he’d first been diagnosed with AIDS. He thought maybe he'd been tricked by the stranger.

He showed up late at the clinic and at first, they said he’d have to reschedule, but the nurse noticed something and asked Josh, “Have you been taking anything different, like supplements or anything”? Josh assured her he had not and asked, “Why”? She smiled and said, “You’ve gained some weight and other than the bags and dark circles under your eyes, you seem to have more color. I’d like you to wait for the test results before the doctor sees you” Josh was in the waiting room after the nurse had drawn his blood. He wondered why he felt like death warmed over and the nurse thought he looked like he had gained both weight and color. Normally they would just call him and give him the usual results over the phone which annoyed him. This time though he wished they would have done the same since even though he had just woken up, he wanted to go back to bed.

The nurse came out with a puzzled look on her face and said, “The doctor will see you now”. Josh walked into the examining room and sat down where the nurse indicated, then she left. The doctor entered almost immediately, “Hello Josh. How are you feeling”? Josh shrugged and said, “I feel fine except I’m really tired. Why was the nurse looking so odd? Am I getting worse”. The doctor smiled and said, “No Josh. The nurse is just a little confused as am I because your tests have all come up negative. We’ve never seen this before. We sent some samples to another lab to double check”. Josh didn’t understand, “What do you mean the tests have come up negative”? The doctor smiled at Josh. He was a sweet kid in his eyes and felt like he had been through a lot and was hoping this was received as good news, “The tests have come up negative for the HIV virus. As you know, it had been growing worse. I can’t explain this and think something went wrong with our tests which is why we sent some samples out elsewhere. Could you return in three days and give us another sample”? Josh shrugged, “I guess”. The doctor said, “We’ll see you in three days then. Don’t get too excited over what I just told you. I believe something went wrong with our testing. There is no cure for HIV, at least not yet”. Josh smiled slightly and said, “I understand Doc. See you in a couple days”. Josh went home and immediately went back to bed.

Josh woke up the following morning feeling refreshed and better than he had felt in years. He thought of what the doctor at the clinic had told him and then recalled being told by the guy he was with the other night that he would live longer after their encounter. It suddenly occurred to him that he didn’t recall being paid. He actually didn’t recall much at all from that night. He quickly jumped out of bed and found the clothes he had worn that night in a pile by his bed. He rifled though the pockets of his jeans and in the front right pocket found some folded bills. He pulled them out and discovered twenty one-hundred-dollar bills. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. He checked the time and found it was 6 AM. He showered, got dressed and then walked to the nearest restaurant, not diner, for a huge breakfast. Later that night Josh walked to his usual corner and found his friend, Justin. As he approached, Justin greeted him, “Hey Josh. What happened to you last night”? Josh fist-bumped Justin and replied, “I was dead tired and went to bed right after I got back from the clinic”. Justin looked at Josh strangely and asked, “Is something up, I mean you look better than ever”? Josh smiled and said, “I feel great. I guess the previous night took a toll on me”. Justin laughed and said, “The rich guy worked you good eh”? Josh grinned and said, “Must have ‘cause I don’t remember much of it. How was your threesome”? Justin’s eyes went wide as he said, “The fuckers stiffed me. They had me blow them and then they spit-roasted me. When they dropped me off, they pushed me out and threw a fifty at me. I guess fifty was better than nothing though, and don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the sex, but still. How’d you make out”? Josh grinned, “Pretty well. That’s why I’m here. I’d like to treat you to dinner if you can break away from this corner for an hour or two”. Justin laughed and said, “I had McDonald’s for lunch”. Josh laughed as well before saying, “I mean at a real restaurant with wine and appetizers”. Justin said, “Must have been a good night. Let’s go”.

After Filet Mignon and Lobster, Justin and Josh returned to their corner. A car pulled up and the driver waved. Justin said, “For treating me to dinner, I’ll give you first crack”. Josh surprised Justin by saying, “No. Go ahead. At least it’s only one guy so he won’t be able to push you out this time”. Justin grinned at Josh’s barb, then asked, “You sure”? Josh nodded. Justin walked over to the passenger’s side and leaned in the window to talk to the guy, then opened the door and climbed in. He waved to Josh as the car drove off. Once the car was out of sight, Josh turned and headed back home. He knew the limo wouldn’t be stopping tonight. He wasn’t sure how he knew, but he did.

Josh entered the clinic and checked in before taking a seat in the waiting room. He wasn’t sure why, but he was a bundle of nerves. He felt great the past few days, better than he had in years. Reality though was that cancer patients suddenly look great and say they feel fine just before dying the next day. The nurse came out and escorted Josh into the examination room and then took a few vials of blood. She asked, “How have you been feeling Josh”? Josh replied, “I’ve been feeling great. Is there something I should know”? The nurse smiled and said, “I’ll leave that question for the doctor to answer. We’d like you to wait until we get these results back if you don’t mind. It may take an hour or two since we’re sending the samples to multiple labs this time”. Josh sighed and said, “An hour or two is a long time”. The nurse gave him an understanding look and said, “I’m sorry but the doctor wants to wait for these results before he talks to you”. Josh shrugged and said, “It’s good. I don’t have to be anywhere else. Guess I’ll play some games on my phone while I wait”.

An hour and a half later, the receptionist called to Josh, “Joshua Barnes, the doctor will see you now”. As Josh entered the examination room, the doctor asked him to have a seat. Josh sat down. His stomach was doing flip flops. The doctor took a seat across from him and began, “Josh, as you know, you’ve had HIV since you were infected as a kid. We’ve been monitoring it and treating you ever since. Something has changed that we’ve never seen before”. Josh was preparing for the worst. The doctor continued, “We wanted to double-check what we found in the previous testing before telling you. Josh, we haven’t been able to find any trace of HIV in your blood even though we sent the samples to numerous labs. I can’t explain it and neither can the experts so far. They’d like to study you and see what’s going on”. Josh let it sink in for a minute, then asked, “So you’re saying I’m cured”? The doctor replied, “No. We just don’t know what’s going on. That’s why they want to study you. We want you to return in one week”. Josh asked, “Is that all Doc”? The doctor replied, “Yes Josh. I hope the best for you”. As Josh walked home, he was thinking about whether he wanted to be studied or not. He didn’t want to be some lab rat. He decided he was not going to return to the clinic.

One week after seeing Vladimir’s suite for the first time, he found himself there once more. He didn’t even know how he’d gotten there. Vladimir said, “I see you are doing better, I told you that would be the case”. Josh said, “Yes, but how is this possible? The doctor said they can’t find any trace of the virus”. Vladimir replied somberly to Josh, “I cannot explain the magic that I myself do not understand. What I do know is that magic always exacts a price. One I will pay in due time and one you will pay as well”. Josh grinned and said, “There’s no such thing as magic. What people believed was magic can be explained now by science”. Vladimir smiled and said, “Then let science explain your cure. It is time”. Once again, they went into the bedroom, stripped and then Josh was fucked by Vladimir. It was as intense as the first time and Josh wanted so badly to grasp his cock to release his cum but was restrained by Vladimir. Once again, he felt the power as Vladimir pumped his seed into him and once again that power was drained from him as he fed Vladimir his own seed. As before, it took a full day of recovery before Josh was back to normal, but this normal was far better than in the past.

A warm evening in June, 2022 and Chris is waiting for his friend Jon at their favorite bar. He’s listening to an old man telling a story about what sounded like a horror story or was it a fairytale? The guys were really being abusive of the old guy and Chris felt bad for him. From what Chris heard, the guy was telling a tale of a king separated from his betrothed by an enemy who wanted to destroy his kingdom and steal his true love. She had committed suicide rather than submit to the enemy and the king was enchanted by an evil spell. The king became a being who impaled his enemies and then sucked the life out of them. It all seemed ridiculous to Chris, but that didn’t mean the cruelty of the others was warranted. Chris listened as the guy said, “I don’t care whether you believe me or not. I just needed to tell someone to get it off my chest. I don’t think I have much more time here”. The old man stood and walked to the bar and asked the bartender to call him a cab. Chris had come to the conclusion that Jon was going to be a no show and offered the guy a lift home, “Sir, I’m heading out and would be happy to drop you off if you’d like”. The old man looked him over, then had a puzzled look on his face before it turned into a smile, “I would very much appreciate that. My name is Joshua, Joshua Barnes”. Chris said, “Nice to meet you, Joshua. My name is Chris, Chris Thomas”. They left the bar, got into Chris’s car and Joshua told him where to drop him off. As they drove, Chris asked, “I overheard you say that you didn’t think you had much time left. I realize that you’re an elderly man, but you don’t look like you’re on your last legs”. Chris was surprised when Joshua began laughing hysterically. As his laughter died down, he said, “When you say elderly man, you have no idea how old I am. There are things going on in this world that would make you question what is real and what is not. One piece of knowledge that I feel a need to pass onto you about the so-called legend I was retelling tonight; The being who was once a king who is forced to suck the life out of his victims can have his curse broken. You see, he usually has several victims at a time so that he doesn’t need to feed on one of them continuously. This man has a conscience. He doesn’t want to kill his victims, so he tries to limit his encounters with them. He can’t just stop because the curse won’t let him, so if he has multiple victims, he is able to hold off their death. The problem is the victims reach a point that even though the encounters with them stop, their rapid aging continues”. Chris asked, “Are you saying you are one of its victims”? Josh replied, “His victims, though I might add he is a victim himself. That’s not important though. Remember what I said about having multiple victims. If two of these victims are in one place, his powers to control them are neutralized. Only when his powers are neutralized can the spell be broken and then only by reversing the process by both victims”. Chris tried to rationalize this and asked, “Ok Joshua, I’ve been listening to what you’ve been saying, but if this thing, this man has been impaling you, how did he keep from killing you each time”? Joshua began laughing again, but this time at Chris’s expense. Joshua’s laughter trailed off as he said, “Chris, you missed the meaning of the word impale. One doesn’t need to draw blood to impale someone if that impaling device is one’s own cock”. Chris turned fifty shades of red in three seconds flat as he said, “Oh. Yeah, that is not what I was thinking. Then, when he’s sucking the life out of you, it means”? Joshua nodded in response, “Isn’t our seed the essence of life”.?

End of Chapter 1