'His eyes sank deep into his. He swallowed hard in disbelief. Finally. The guy he had been dreaming of for so long was in his arms. He pulled him closer as his cold breath swarm into his veins. He felt it. They felt connected. Then their lips touched. Vin pulled off.
"Dont you want this?" Dylan whispered. He was already turned on.
"I'm afraid."
"Then I'll do it slowly it won't hurt. Plus there is protection." He stated as he showed him a piece of strawberry flavoured condom. Vin closed his eyes as Dylan pulled himself closer to him. He plastered his full lips on the boy slowly sucking whatever little he could get. The taste was different. Let alone the strawberry yoghurt they had seconds ago. It had certain sweetness he could barely pinpoint. He sucked his lower lip before finally releasing it with a light bite.
"You want to remain with it?" Vin asked. His emotionless eyes were no longer bare. They were bright. Dylan slowly kissed his neck sucking it but by bit. Salty he could not decline. As obvious the guy hadn't had a bath before this sex driven guy pulled him to his king-sized bed. Vin looked up. Having someone kiss his neck was something he had never experienced let alone now it was his boss doing it. Dylan pulled himself up to get the view. The pale skin now had various pink shades as hickeys. He smiled to himself already proud. He pulled off the grey shirt on him as he revieled his body. Masculine. Strong. Every edge neatly curved. Vin opened his eyes.
"The..." Speechless. He touched his tummy area softly.
"And I thought you weren't interested."
"I am now." Vin responded as he rose. Dylan finished off pulling his shirt and pushed him back. He slowly licked his chest before heading towards his whinny pink nipples. He sucked them slowly as he looked at Vin's face. Slight mourning sounds came but he held them in. The smooch sound during kissing was embarrassing enough what of this? Dylan knew he needed to hear him. He needed motivation atleast. His kisses moved towards the guys waist as he opened the fly to his trousers. The hell he had pants on. Dylan unfastened the belt as he pulled everything off. It was there. His key to some motivation. He kissed round it before deciding to deal with the main deal. Vin held the sheets tighter. His mind was blank. What could he think about at the moment? Someone was just about to suck his dick.
Dylan saw the excitement of the thing within as Vin gasped for air. He positioned himself at a different angle before he licked it.
Not the presise pleasure. He thought. Then continued sucking it as his motion increased. Maybe it was working out just like he had seen in the movies.
"Uuuh" finally. The sound came. Just what he had been waiting fore. He continued his motion as Vin's sound became louder.
"Mic..hael... you..." the statement came between mourns. He could barely finish it. Then he made a reliese as Dylan licked everything that came from it.
"Sweet. Maybe." A voice came to his head as he looked at the young man. He was fully turned on. Now time for some action. He told himself as he picked a tube of lubricant from a drawer beside the bed.'
I placed a full stop to the sentence before picking my can of instant noodles. They were still warm. I reread the words I had just written before I heard a sound behind me. Maybe the demons I once wrote of were haunting me. I turned. It was her. Bessy. My elder sister.
"Mom Sarah is writing porn!" Her voice echoed in the room as I placed my can on the desk and ran after her trying to close her mouth. Better say I was actually writting porn than stating on the gay stuff.
"Why did I always forget the door?" I whispered to myself as I arrived at her. Mum was already there.
"Mum did you hear me?" She asked as she faced her. Her eyes bare. I always disliked her attitude but atleast for once she called our mother mom. Normally she just called her by name.
"Atleast she plans on doing it one day. How do you think you were born?"
"But she's under age." She stated as the two headed to the kitchen. I followed silently just to listen in. Mum loved me. I could say. I had no one in this world so I wanted all her love to be mine.
I stood by the door. Maybe I could eavesdrop into my next story.
"Mum she's a kid."
"Trying to make a future. She's writting. Things his brother and sister have no experience on." She stated grabbing a basin on the counter. The recipe was always in her head.
"Mum!"
"Mum I'm home." A voice came as he walked passed invincible me towards the kitchen. Maybe a hi could do. Maybe not. I sighed as I brought a footstool to the door edge and took a seat.
"How was college?" She asked as she finished kneading the dough.
"Perfect."
"Got any girl?" She asked already notting where she was headed to.
"What?!...no mum I'm okay." He responded in a hurry. Certain.
"Believe me now?" She asked her.
"Mum!?"
"How's that involving me having a girl?"
"Your dear little sister is writting porn."
"Ooh!" He responded then remembered.
"I just passed her by the door."
"Greeted her?" Mom asked.
"No."
"Now who will guide her? The sister is into her writting and a brother who always never sees her."
"What are you making mum?"
"Strawberry pie. Your sisters favourite."
"It's terrible. You two are terrible. Can't you treat her as one of you? I have three kids. One son and two daughters." She placed her mixture in the oven and walked out only to find the footstool there.
"She really was here." She stated aloud as she looked round the corridors. Nowhere.
"Sarah??" She called aloud before a low voice came from upstairs. Her room.
"Hey mum." I stated as the lady walked to me.
"Hey so it's true?"
"Maybe. I wish you could have made me a first born."
"I'm glad you are my last."