Freddie giggled, pushing Roger against the altar and kissing him teasingly to distract him. The blond grinned and nipped lightly at his lips.

"You're not going to get away with that.", Roger growled, his hand teasing the hem of Freddie's light robe. Freddie was trying to distract him from the fact that he had tampered with Roger's shampoo by putting hair dye in it. The blond had only noticed because some of the dye had run down the side of the bottle.

"I think I could.", the dark-haired boy said, winking at him. Roger's hand slipped up under his robe to rest on the other boy's ass.

"You better be able to make it up.", the younger said, pulling him in for a rough kiss. Neither of them heard the door open until a soft cough pulled them apart.

A boy who looked to be what Roger's age would be, if he wasn't immortal, stood there.

Freddie flushed lightly as he took in the boy. The unknown had a dark red sweater on and short, messy, dark rust-colored hair.

The choir boy couldn't tell if his flush was embarrassment from being caught or some other feeling he couldn't name.

Roger watched Freddie as he pulled himself out of the older's grip. He quietly slipped off to find Brian.

"I'm sorry, did I-?", the unknown boy said shyly, wiping the tears that were flowing from his eyes.

"Uh, no, nope.", the vampire said quickly. This boy was adorable.

"Oh, well. I'm Jim. Jim Hutton."

"Freddie.", the vocalist said, jumping off the stage to come face to face with the boy.

"Is the priest here? I- I need to talk to him about something.", Jim said quietly, looking down.

At that moment, Roger returned with Brian and John.

"I was requested?", Brian asked, watching his oldest prince with the unfamiliar with narrow eyes.

"Uh, yes. I need to speak with you privately."

The ancient vampire nodded. "Come this way.", he offered, gesturing towards his office and pushing John to Roger.

Jim made his way to the office with Brian. The old vampire motioned to the chair next to his desk, observing the young boy.

"I was kicked out of my house. I didn't have anywhere to go and the church has always been a safe place for me.", Jim started with a weak voice.

Brian held up his hand. How anyone could throw a child out was beyond him but he felt his protective streak rear its head.

"Of course you can stay here. The Lord tells us to treat our neighbors with kindness. This will be a safe haven for you.", he said. "Can I ask why you were thrown out?"

"I told my parents I thought I was gay...", the boy said quietly. He didn't know how the priest would respond. Brian smiled kindly.

"Come this way, I'll get a room for you. Freddie, Roger, and John all stay here too.", the old vampire said. Jim looked relieved as he stood up to follow the old vampire.

Brian showed him to a bedroom down the hall that overlooked the church gardens. The boy gingerly sat on the bed.

"Thank you.", he smiled shyly.

Brian smiled. "Of course. We're just down the hallway. Come find me when you need to eat.", he said, closing the door. The kitchen was always stocked with fresh human food despite the church being run by vampires.

Brian found his little nymphs in their light tunics in the church graveyard. Freddie was climbing one of the obelisk gravestones and John was laying on one of the above-ground tombs. Roger simply leaned against one of the smaller stones.

"Are we keeping him?", John asked, playing with the flower he had in his hand.

"For now, my sweet. He was abandoned.", the old vampire said.

"Can we keep him keep him?", Freddie asked, swinging around the tall monument. He was not-so-secretly enamored with the boy who had wandered into their convent.

"Just because you have a crush on him-", Roger started teasingly. The black-haired boy jumped off the stone to playfully tackle his friend. Brian smirked a little as he thought to calm his pets.

"We will be hosting him indefinitely. And if he happens to join us, it will be voluntary. Do not bother him too much.", he said, shooting a look at Freddie, who grinned sheepishly. He knew his oldest would be troublesome and mischievous. 

The oldest vampire left his youngsters to play in the graveyard, walking back inside. He peeked into the congregation room to find Jim sitting in the second row. The curly-haired man made his way over to the boy.

"How are you feeling?", he asked softly, kneeling next to the young one.

"I'm feeling alright. A bit- lost?", Jim muttered shyly. "They made me feel abandoned by the church. They said God would condemn me to hell."

"They are part of the unfortunate group who don't follow God's true teachings.", he reassured the boy. "This church won't abandon you and God has not condemned you to hell. I don't know if you could tell but Freddie, Roger, and John are all gay as well."

Jim chuckled, remembering what he walked in on. "Yeah. I could tell."

"And I am too. You're not alone.", he said soothingly. "Come. Let's find you something to eat."

When Brian presented the kitchen to the boy, he went straight for sandwich materials. The old vampire stood back and watched as Jim made himself food. He stepped out of the room once Jim had settled in a windowsill, looking out into the yard.

His vocalist ran into him in the hallway. Freddie looked embarrassed to have run into his Sire, not making eye contact with Brian.

"My sweet, what are you doing?", he said, seeing a light blush on Freddie's cheeks.

"Uh, I wanted to talk to Jim...?", he said quietly. Brian knew his prince was truly feeling, his entire demeanor had changed from his usually rambunctious behavior. 

"Alright, my prince. But do not reveal us. He doesn't need another shock right now.", he said, tracing his thumb over Freddie's lips where his fangs were peeking out a little. "Away.", he reminded, leaning down to nip at the choir boy's jaw.

Freddie nodded, taking a moment to retract his fangs before walking into the kitchen. He smiled when he saw Jim sitting in the windowsill.

Brian hummed softly as he walked back to their room where he found John and Roger cuddled together, gently stroking each other's chests and arms. He loved that his boys were always so close. It seemed like they had to be touching, that they couldn't be apart from each other for more than the duration of mass.

The old vampire sat on the bed next to his princes, stroking Roger's hair. He had an odd feeling about Freddie's newfound obsession with their guest, but he pushed it aside as Roger leaned into his touch. He had to take care of his beautiful boys, he would make sure Freddie remembered who had claimed him.

"My little one.", he said. The named looked at him. The old vampire motioned for him to push his tunic up. "Up, sweetness."

John complied, letting the fabric bunch on his chest. Roger watched silently, letting his hand slide along the younger's skin. Brian cooed softly.

"Angel, worship him.", he instructed Roger. The blond buried his face in John's neck, grazing his skin lightly. He rolled on top of the other boy as Brian took his spot on the bed.

John closed his eyes as Roger's hands roamed his body, leaving light touches and strokes along his skin. When Roger went to pull his head away, the youngest grabbed him and pushed him back into his neck.

"Bite.", he whimpered softly. Roger complied, wetting his lips with his friend's blood and trailing it down his chest to caress John's nipple with his tongue. Brian watched his little one sigh as his white tunic turned red and Roger smeared his own blood over his body.

The blond purred softly, paying attention to both nipples before trailing his tongue lower. Brian stroked their hair as he watched them. John was a sight to behold, looking like he was floating on cloud nine. He had his eyes closed and every now and then, he would let out little sighs and whimpers of pleasure.

Roger moved still lower, gently brushing John's sex before kissing his head softly. The ancient vampire cooed softly to the youngest as he watched Roger absolutely worship John's cock. The blond pressed soft kisses along the length and occasionally suckling the head. He trailed his tongue slowly along the underside and blew some hot air teasingly on his cock before swallowing his tip. The blond repeated the actions in different variations, occasionally nuzzling the side of his length.

"Take him, my angel.", Brian murmured, watching Roger follow his order with immediate devotion, swallowing John's cock down his throat. Roger, with his blood-stained lips trailing saliva along the younger one's pretty sex.

It wasn't long before John arched into the blond with a cry. Brian cooed softly, stroking his hair gently to bring him down as Roger pulled off. The old vampire pulled the blond into a fiery kiss for a moment, cleaning his lips before pulling away from them and pulling his little one into his arms.

He moved his hair and guided John to his neck to let him feed as he sat them in the chair at his desk. John drank slowly at first, content to be in his Sire's arms.

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"Hi.", Freddie said softly, sitting across from Jim.

The boy smiled. "Hi. Want some?", he asked, offering half his sandwich.

Freddie shook his head. "No, I ate earlier."

It wasn't a lie, he'd taken a drink from Roger earlier.

"What happened to you?", he asked, wincing as he said it. He didn't mean for it come out so harshly.

"My folks didn't like it when I told them I thought I was gay.", Jim chuckled weakly. Freddie just wanted to hug him tightly and not let anything happen to him.

"I'm sorry about that...", he trailed off. "But there's a lot to do here. Do you think you might join the choir or help with the altar?"

"Maybe. I'm a fan of gardening so maybe I could help make floral arrangements for the altar?"

"Brian would love the help. I can show you the gardens later.", Freddie agreed. "And about what you saw earlier, uh, that actually happens a lot so, uh, don't mind us? Or, if you want to join, I mean, you can if you want, but it's up to you.", he said, realizing he was tripping over his words again and cursing himself in his head. He remembered what his Sire had said earlier.

"Oh, uh... I'm good.", Jim said, a bright blush on his face. If it was possible, Freddie fell even more in love with the boy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean- Ugh, ignore me, please.", the vampire said, covering his face. Jim grinned and tugged one of his hands away.

"It's fine. I know what you were trying to do, but not right now.", he smiled at the black-haired boy.

Freddie nodded, getting up. "Yeah. Ok. We'll talk later?", he asked. Jim smiled.

"Of course."

With that, Freddie ran down to their room, where Roger was lazing on the bed and John was drinking from Brian devotedly. He jumped onto the bed and pulled Roger's legs apart, before pushing himself into the blond.

"What brought this on?", Roger teased as he wrapped his legs around Freddie. He was always pleased when one of them would come and just push into him. To him, it somehow felt more intimate, a nice surprise to have one of his friends decide they needed him.

"You know what.", the vocalist growled, pushing deeper into his friend. He bit into his neck, taking a long drink.

"Oh, are you having repressed fee-", the blond was shut up by Freddie smashing their lips together and thrusting harder into him.

"Hush, my pets. Our little one is resting.", Brian said, watching the scene on the bed as he held John in his lap.

Freddie went back to feeding on Roger and thrusting into him hard. In retaliation, the blond scratched his nails down the choir boy's back. Brian watched with pride and pleasure as his two boys fought. He worked his shirt off in a way that wouldn't disturb John, who was peeking at the bed from where his face was buried in Brian's shoulder.

The old vampire wrapped John in a blanket and set him back in the chair as he stood and moved over to the bed. He laid a hand on the small of Freddie's back, pushing him deeper into Roger.

"My prince... Who do you belong to?", he purred in Freddie's ear. He heard the boy's breath hitch, which satisfied him. Brian slid his hand up his back into his soft black hair, tugging his head back. "Answer."

"Y-you, Master.", he gasped, reveling in the feeling of his hair being pulled.

"Mhm. You are mine, my pet. Forever. You are no one else's.", he growled. "Cum."

Freddie gasped, releasing inside Roger, who watched the entire affair in front of him with darkened eyes.

"Angel, the little one.", Brian said. Roger scrambled out of bed to tend to John. The old vampire slid behind the oldest of his boy, pulling him sharply against his chest. He sunk his teeth into Freddie's neck, taking a small taste.

The boy leaned back against his shoulder, groaning in pleasure, still in the aftershocks of his previous orgasm. The old vampire undid his pants, pulling himself out and smacking Freddie's ass with his cock twice before pushing into him and attaching his mouth back to his throat.

He had one hand wrapped around the vocalist's waist and the other cupping the front of his neck to keep his head up as he set a brutal pace into his oldest nymph.

Freddie whined as Brian took him hard. He loved being manhandled by his Sire. The boy felt himself losing the ability to hold himself up and he arched back into Brian's arms.

The older vampire purred, keeping his head buried in his boy's neck.

'Master! I'm yours, you claimed me, I- Ah, please! Master-", he squealed when the hand that was on his neck slid down to his cock and gave it a rough tug. Brian thought he sounded heavenly.

A few more thrusts and strokes and Freddie screamed as he came, his Sire's hand being the only thing that muffled the noise. He fell face-first into the pillows, whining as Brian continued to thrust into him.

"You. are. Mine.", the old vampire said, emphasizing each word with a thrust and releasing into Freddie on the last word.

"Yours...", the boy echoed breathlessly. As he pulled out, Brian left a trail of soft kisses down the choir boy's spine and stroked his hands down his back and sides. He also licked over his neck wound a few times to stop it from bleeding so much.

"Yes, my sweet. And I am yours.", he said, gathering his boy in his arms. Roger placed a blanket-wrapped John next to Freddie. John reached out to pet Freddie's hair lightly and Roger leaned over the youngest to kiss his forehead.