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My Accomplice	By : TomichanxD Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon do. I don't make any money off of this franchise. Believe me, if I did, everyone would be having sex all the time.

Chapter List
- 1-My Accomplice
- 2-Misery
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Vlad gazed at his computer screen, dumbfounded, appalled, and quite thrilled. On the rare occasion that he ever used one of those irritating contraptions, he often was on Wikipedia or checked his email on the Yahoo! Messenger. And it was always at a rather late hour, past midnight when only the freaks were on. But nothing on Wikipedia was interesting enough. Although he was pretty tech savvy, he did not quite understand the concept of spam mail, and how to empty his spam folder. The one link he happened to click on intrigued him to the point where he almost jumped out of his seat.
"Find Men in Your Area for a Good Time." Short, sweet, and to the point. Any other time Vlad would have completely and blatantly ignored such an advertisement, but the image of the man in the ad was one he recognized all too well; that of a young man with that silky raven hair, those electric and entrancing azure eyes. "It can't be him." He glanced back and squinted. "Can it?"
Vlad moved his cursor to the ad and attempted to communicate with the boy. One who wished to arrange a meeting had to first make an account to this site and give an email address. Not being able to use his official email address for obvious reasons, he proceeded to make a new one under a new name and completely different information. Irritating, yes. Rational? Probably not. But this was completely necessary. He would find confirmation.
He finally signed in and browsed the site, staring at the array of people to choose from. The young men were either beefcakes of human beings or little hairless twinks, small and scrawny, both of which were very popular amongst most of the older clients. Each escort was able to charge their own fee, as Vlad observed. Some of the newer ones charged less than the more experienced hustlers.
He finally found who he was looking for, posing gingerly while pulling up his shirt just enough to expose the miniature six pack he had gotten. Vlad clicked "view" and saw his profile. "Dannyboy" was his user name. Heh. Clever, I suppose, he chuckled to himself. Name: Danny. Age: 20. That was a lie. He couldn't be any older than 17. Quotes: "Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me." So cliché. What could one expect from a teenager?
In a small box below his name sat an icon that read "chat" with a green dot next to it. What luck for him to be online. He clicked on it and a small blank box appeared in the bottom right corner of the screen. Without hesitation, Vlad sent him a small message.
"Hi." Vlad pressed the enter key and the message appeared in the box he typed in. What frustrated him was the lack of instantaneity of instant messaging. He feverishly awaited his reply; one minute, two, as much as seven went by before he heard a pop, indicating a new IM.
"What's up? ;)" he finally responded, much to Vlad's relief. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I was in the shower." Vlad eased up, attempting to appear as calm as he could. In reality, he was past excited. "It's fine."
"So, are you looking for a good time?"
"Yea, I am. Are there any… limits to what you'll do?"
"Um, not that I know of. Just don't put weird things inside of me, I guess. :D"
"Well, I bet for enough money I could put an entire chess set inside of you."
"Ha. Are you a first timer? I've never met anyone this flirty from the get-go."
"Yeah, this is my first time. So what are your rates?"
"I usually charge $250 for one session. But since you're a virgin to this, I'll knock off 50. Just for you."
That was Danny for you, Even when he was doing wrong he was still a sweetie.
"That really won't be necessary."
"Alrighty. Where do ya wanna meet?"
Vlad pondered all of this for the first time. Where COULD they meet? It couldn't be in public, or else it could smear his mayoral image. He would have to arrange something to keep this all under the sheets, pun intended. And since this IS Danny, Lord knows he would try to pull something to weasel his way out of it.
"We can meet at Lyndon's. The one on 5th and Maple. 7:00 tomorrow evening." Vlad gulped and hit "send."
"That's great. And what's your name?"
"Just call me 'V'."
"Alrighty. See you then, hon. ;) "
With that, the conversation was over. Vladimir Masters had not only arranged to sleep with a male prostitute, but he had arranged to sleep with a male prostitute knowing that it was his worst enemy on the face of the earth. Despite all of this, he could not help but feel disappointed in the situation. After being rejected by his parents for being a ghost, Danny ran away from home. It had been two years since anyone had heard from him, so one could only imagine the grief and worry that his family and friends were experiencing.
Meanwhile, Danny had been working as a gigolo for a year and three months. He wasn't the most popular of whores, but he was the favorite of quite a few businessmen and bored spouses. The streets had not called for Danny Phantom for too long, but they would never see him again. He was taken advantage of by everyone, including his beloved Sam and Tuck. After the troubles with Maddie and Jack, he turned to them for refuge and comfort, and when he asked to be Sam's boyfriend, she denied him, saying they were "better off as friends."A punch in the gut would have hurt less. Declaring his friends "selfish bastards", he was homeless for a short while until he made some new friends, who he probably should have avoided altogether, and convinced him to go on dates with people for money, and thus, there he was.
Vlad's eyes winced simply fathoming such a thing from a young man with that level of promise and drive for life. He had simply given up. Tsk tsk tsk. Sheer and utter disappointment. Vlad shut the computer down and stood to his feet, groggy, yet anxious. Tomorrow would be an interesting day. He slipped into bed and turned off the light and was soon sound asleep.
The next morning was busy as could be. Vlad was determined to finish his duties before the late afternoon so as to free himself for the evening. Two press conferences, three meetings, even a groundbreaking ceremony were all completed before his date. He rushed home and zealously prepared himself. For some reason he treated this like a blind date, or even a date with Maddie. He felt as though he had to impress the younger man, for what reason he desperately searched for. Soon he was in the back of a limo, being driven down the streets of Amity Park. He finally reached his destination, on the corner of 5th and Maple, the Lyndon's.
"Park around the corner," he said coldly to the chauffeur. "Right away, sir", he meekly replied, pulling into a parking lot half a block away. Vlad, so anxious to start, let himself out of the car and trotted briskly to the café, where his man awaited. A bell sounded as he opened the door to the small restaurant, that was incidentally busy today, and took a seat at a booth at a window. Vlad looked around for anyone that might resemble the young man he was looking for. This couldn't be happening. It was too good to be true.
"Coffee, sir?" said a waitress, yanking the older man from his thoughts.
"What?" Vlad replied breathlessly.
"Would you like some coffee?" She carried a pot of steaming java, black. Vlad stared at it for a second and finally realized what was going on.
"Uhh, sure. Thank you." She poured the black substance into his mug and gave him a napkin. She smiled brightly at him and took out her notebook.
"Can I start you with our daily special? We have Sheperd's Pie-"
"No, thank you. I'm meeting someone here. Sorry." Vlad glanced around the room frantically, searching for him.
"Mmwell, alright. If you need anything, let me know."
"Okay, thanks."
The woman walked away cheerfully and went behind the counter as Vlad checked his watch. 7:15. Damn teenagers. They don't know how goddamned valuable time is. Finally, Vlad glanced up and saw… him. He wore some stupid-looking green hoodie and a pair of skinny low-cut jeans, and had a small camouflage knapsack around his shoulder. He had a piercing or two, one or two more than he had when he was in high school. It was his job to look appealing, so it only made sense to dress like some homo little scene kid. Danny sat at the counter and ordered a water with lemon. Vlad thought about how to approach him; this wasn't some encounter in the dark of night or in ghost form. They were in public; his methods had to change.
A waitress gave the young man his drink, for which he gave a dollar and some change. He prompted her to keep the change. He looked around patiently for someone to approach him. As he waited he took a sip of his beverage and immediately sucked on the lemon resting on the edge of his glass.
"You know, those lemons are extremely filthy." Danny looked up and recognized the familiar tenor of his enemy's voice. Before he could turn around and jeer in protest Vlad knelt over and whispered in the young man's ear. "Do not attempt to make a scene. I'm your client and you'll do as I say." Danny scowled and clenched his fists shut. This battle had ended before it had even begun. "Now, follow me outside. You'll regret it you don't."
The mayor calmly turned around and walked out the door. Danny seriously considered staying in there or going to the bathroom and intangibly sliding out of the building, both of which were useless. Vlad would go inside and drag him by the hair and get him, or would go ghost and retrieve him himself. Danny grabbed his things and left the café, livid and defeated. Vlad stood smugly outside, under a streetlight. Danny scowled and bared his teeth at the older man.
"So are we gonna do it right here on the street or are you gonna take me to a hotel?" he barked.
"Neither. I have a driver who will take you to my home and will keep this to himself. So, come along." Danny calmly followed his suitor to the limo. Vlad opened the door and let the young man in first, then took his seat after. He closed the door and told the driver to proceed home.
"I should have known. 'V?' Seriously? I can't fucking believe this." Danny crossed his legs and huffed angrily. "Why are you doing this? Why can't you just let me live in peace?"
"You have no right to ask me such a question. Are you really selling your body because you're too insecure to be among people who are trying to understand you? I'm so disappointed."
"And yet you're the one paying me to have sex with you."
"Well, that hasn't changed about me. By the way, I still fully intend to sleep with you."
Danny shut right up after hearing him. If he did not complete the deal, he would be in a load of trouble. "You can forget that discount. It's still $250."
"You don't have to do that. I'll give you a deal. For every orgasm I have, you will receive $600, cash." Danny's eyes grew bright. "However, for every orgasm you have, you will owe me $200." Danny gulped, and his anger slowly returned.
"And why should I do this? Why should I do anything you say?" Danny sunk into himself, arms folded.
"Because if you try to back out, not only will I notify your parents, I will report you to the authorities, because prostitution is illegal in this country. Now, will you comply, or do I have to make some calls?" Danny hung his head and grew quiet. His body tensed up immensely and he gritted his teeth together.
"If I ever were to make you stop, then put me in jail, rape me, do whatever you want to me. But please, please don't tell my family. I don't think they could take it, you know?"
"I won't tell. But you had better work my world." Vlad scooted next to this "enemy" and planted a warm and soft kiss on his neck. Danny apprehensively withdrew from his client and blushed. "Oh, Daniel."
The luxurious car finally arrived at Vlad's not-so-humble abode and stopped in front of the magnificent twin doors. The chauffeur let the two men out of the car and they proceeded to enter the mansion. "So, do you want to get started, or should we wait?" Danny asked. Vlad scoffed. "What's the rush? It's only 8:00."
"Vlad, I really can't stay for too long. Let's just get this over with, please?" Danny clenched his knapsack. "Why? Will your pimp get mad at you?" Danny grew quiet again. "Hmm. Interesting." Vlad glanced at his bag and his eyes grew dark. "What's in the bag?" Before Danny could answer or even draw back the pack was snatched from his grasp.
"Let's see. Cell phone, condoms, lubricant, mace- oh." Vlad slowly pulled a out a pocketknife and drew the blade with deadly speed. "What is this?" Danny attempted to run and get his weapon back, but was thwarted but Vlad's glowing green palm, burning bright with ectoplasmic energy. "Tsk tsk tsk. You've never disappointed me so much in one day, Daniel. You are reduced to using such a primitive weapon? Why don't you lay a ghostly howl on them?"
"Ghostly wail, dumbass." Vlad loved to toy with Danny, to pick him apart piece by piece and make him admit to all of the terrible things he had done. "Come on, please. Let's get started."
Vlad nodded. "Fine. Follow me." Vlad walked upstairs and Danny followed behind, antsy and irritated. The mayor opened the door to his master bedroom, complete with a king-sized bed with a canopy, silk sheets, a grand bathroom, and a glorious chandelier. Vlad sat down and gestured his bitch over with his hand. "Take your clothes off." Danny quickly obeyed and before long was completely bared and exposed to his John. He walked slowly toward the bed and was pulled down by the considerably stronger man. He soon found himself underneath of the ghost hybrid, being drowned in the man's kisses. Danny began to fumble and struggle to take unzip his pants, while battling Vlad's tongue with his own. Vlad sat up and stood before the prone teenager, his erect member attempting to break free from his tight pants.
Vladimir slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt, exposing his wonderfully and fearfully sculpted chest. The man had to be at least 40, but had the body of a 25-year-old male model. Danny finally freed the man's bulging organ and stroked it lightly, causing it to swell and leak. Vlad yanked back on the younger man's black hair and stared into those vapid sapphire eyes and grinned evilly. "Open up," he hissed. Danny opened his mouth as wide he could to take Vlad's girth; Vlad took no time in inserting himself into his awaiting jaw and shoved his dick far down into his throat.
Danny gasped and coughed, but Vlad would not allow him any room to breathe. He tugged violently on his hair while still securing his head firmly in place. Danny shut his eyes and opened them only to allow the occasional tear to fall out. Vlad pulled out from him and rubbed himself, his shaft slick with his own precum. "Turn around and bend over." Danny caught his second wind and turned around, his round ass perched up in the air, his legs spread apart. He rested his head on this folded arms and awaited for a finger, a dick, a remote control, anything to be put inside of him. He then remembered that this was Vlad Masters, a sadistic lecher, and that nothing went so simply with him.
Before the whore could finish his thoughts, he felt the sharp pain of fingernails digging into his ripe cheeks. He moaned in pain, his disdain growing. "I had almost forgotten that you get off by hurting me," said the young ghost boy. Vlad grinned harder and proceeded to slap him on the buttocks over and over. His behind grew redder and redder with each smack, which did more for him than he expected it to.
Smack.
"Nhngg. Is that all you got?"
SMACK.
"Agh, yes. Harder."
SMACK.
Danny almost screamed out in lust, but restrained himself out of respect for the profession. Shivers went up his spine as he felt one of Vlad's frigid digits slip inside of him, the joints curling up and making him shudder. He inserted another, and a third, opening and closing them. Danny reeled and shifted, trying to adjust to the strange feeling. "Why don't you just use the lube?" he asked sharply.
"Not really my thing, Daniel. Now hush." Vlad massaged his boy's hole while taking his pants off, wearing only a pair of black dress socks and the Rolex on his wrist. Vlad straddled the young man, his chiseled body rubbing against his younger halfa's back. Grabbing his shaft, the older man rubbed his cock against his crack, drawing a moan from the young phantom. Danny's eyes watered as Vlad pushed inside of him dry. He buried his face into the velvet red sheets and gritted his teeth in pain. Giving him no time to become accustomed to the feeling, Vlad quickly sheathed himself inside of Danny completely.
He pulled out slowly, and slammed into him again with back-breaking force. He was doing this on purpose. He wanted it to hurt him, and he was doing a very good job of it. Vlad continued to thrust in and out, his member already slick with pre-ejaculate. He made it a point to strike the young man's prostate with each blow, which he did very well, judging by the moans coming from the whore. Vlad quickened his pace, the knot in his stomach growing. Annoyed by Danny's lack of noise, Vlad yanked on his hair, which he found unpleasant.
"Come on, Little Badger. Scream for me. You know you want to." Vlad's sadistic nature was truly surfacing again. Danny's moans were soft, but audible; his pride would never let his enemy know how much he was truly enjoying it. "Louder. I want to hear you. You're already having a hard time holding back." Vlad moved faster, and faster, his orgasm drawing nearer with each wonderful second.
"Hnggh. More…" Danny said softly, to Vlad's surprise.
"Louder, dammit. I said scream."
Danny could no longer keep himself together; before long he was yelling at the top if his lungs, saying "more," "harder," and "faster". Vlad's libido was growing and growing until his cock twitched as he came inside of the teenager. He quickly pulled out and saw his white fluid pouring out of the boy, which only enhanced his orgasm. "Turn around," he yelled. Danny quickly obliged, and was on his back. Vlad scooted up to his face and vehemently stroked his shaft, emptying his load on the boy's face. Danny winced, trying to keep the semen from getting into his eyes; he knew from experience how much it hurt like a bitch.
Vlad rolled over on his back and panted like a dog. He was getting older and his stamina was waning a bit. He glanced over at Danny, who got up and walked into the bathroom. The mayor sat up and opened his nightstand and pulled out a cigarette, which he lit with a match from a box in said nightstand.
About ten minutes went by and Danny exited the bathroom, semi-wet and still a bit sore. Vladimir stood and got a robe from the back of the door and put it on. He pulled his wallet from his pants pocket and pulled out four crisp one hundred dollar bills and handed them to Danny. The teen looked at the cash and angrily threw it back at the man. "Hey! You said you'd give me $600! There's only $400 here!"
"I know. I said for every orgasm I have, I will pay you $600, and for every orgasm you had, I would take back $200. You obviously took care of yourself in the shower, so your dues were paid. And don't deny it, you've never successfully lied to me." Vlad sneered and proceeded to pick up the money off of the Oriental rug and handed it to Danny. "Now, take your money and be grateful for what I've given you." Danny growled and redressed himself, taking his knapsack with him, then snatched the paper bills from the man. He turned for the door and stopped short, remembering that he couldn't expose himself. He headed for the window when Vlad stopped him.
"You will come back tomorrow or any other time I call you. The conditions will be the same as they were tonight. When you get home, feel free to bust a nut as you please. But in this house and in my company, you will be fined for getting off. Understood?"
Danny's eyes grew dark as he nodded his head. He "went ghost" and was suddenly in different clothing and flew outside. Vlad walked to his window and watched him soar across the black sky and smiled. "Wow. I caught a pretty good deal. I'll see you tomorrow, Little Badger."
End of Part 1.

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