Chapter 28
STARING AT the ceiling, waiting for who knows what, Angelo suddenly heard a knock on his door. He’s pretty sure that everyone else was asleep—well, except for his next-door roomie.
Angelo was stunned when he suddenly remembered something. Roomie? Why does it feel like the thought of having a roommate hits him differently? It’s not like he ever had a roommate his entire life.
He was startled when there was another knock followed by the ringing of his phone. He stared at his phone for a long time, wondering if he would answer it. After the second ring, he then picked it up. "Nick?"
The one on the other line sighed. Why does he react that way? (Gab, open the door.) the man commanded after he recovers.
He suddenly looked at the door that had lost its knock. “You said we’ll have a short chat. Can't we just talk on the phone— ”
(I lied. It’s not just a chat.)
He was immediately nervous at what the young man said. He has to admit it, when they're talking on the phone, there's a little to no awkwardness between them, but talking to him face-to-face? That’s a different case.
(Gab.)
He wasn't asking. He was ordering him. Like he needs to open the door and let him in or hell will break loose. What the hell am I going to do now? And why did my nervousness double?!
Both of them weren’t ending the call and stayed silent. Both waiting for each other's moves. Angelo doesn't know why he's nervous, and at the same time, he's excited about what might happen.
He said it’s not just a chat. So what are we gonna do in my room?
(Okay. I won’t disturb you anymore. Have a good night, Gab—)
"Wait," he immediately stopped him from talking. Angelo carefully walked closer to the door of his room then opened it. "Hey."
He saw Charles turn off the call then looked at him. He didn't even leave the opposite side of his room even though he was letting go of the call. It was like he was expecting me to open the door.
“Ahm… what are—”
He didn't finish what he was going to ask when the young man suddenly kissed him. Angelo lost the words and was shocked by what was happening.
“Nick…” Angelo moaned when Charles let his lips go to lock the door in his room and guide him to his bed.
Charles was intently looking at him, making him excited and nervous at the same time. The man was staring at him like he was prey ready to be eaten alive.
“Dominique, I-I thought we're just gonna talk.”
He just gave him a smirk before he removed his shirt. “I did say I lied, right?” Charles pushed him slightly to lie on the bed then he moved on top of him. “You asked me before if you knew me…” he said, almost as a whisper. “How about I make you remember how close we were?”
Angelo just stared at Charles’ eyes, lost of words to say, overwhelmed with how his body was reacting.
“Fvck! I’ve missed you.” With that, Charles roughly crashed his lips to his. “I’ve missed this.”
Angelo found himself reacting and following Charles’ movements. He couldn't help but feel the heat taking over his body. For no apparent reason, Angelo also feels his body missing Charles' touch.
But I haven't been touched before… He thought to himself.
“Nick!” Angelo exclaimed when he felt him touch his hardness.
Charles trailed kisses to his neck down to his covered chest. He thought that the man had no plan to take off his clothes so he was shocked when he heard a torn cloth.
His eyes grew bigger when he saw his ripped shirt. “What the hell, Nick?!”
Charles smirked at him. “It was blocking my way.”
“Way to what—sh*t!” Angelo hissed when he felt his tongue licking his n*pples. “Fvck that's good.”
Angelo's attention was on Charles’ tongue, so he wasn’t able to notice the latter’s hand pulling down his pajamas together with his briefs.
“N-Nick… w-what are—ohh—you doing—ahm—to me?” Angelo keeps on moaning and moaning, while Charles was busy playing with his n*pples.
Charles lifted his head slightly then meaningfully looked him in the eye. “I’m making you remember.”
“Through this?!” he almost shouted.
The man on top of him looked down at his chest before returning to his face. “Just through your sensitive n*pples? No.” Then he grabbed his hardness. “Through this? Maybe.” Charles’ other hand traveled to his hole and teasingly touched it. “But this part?”
“Ah!”
“Yeah. You might start to remember everything about me when I play with this.” He slightly pushed his hole with his thumb.
“Nick!” he exclaimed and began heaving when Charles’ lips went from his chest down to his manhood. “N-Nick—Mierda!” Angelo hissed when Charles flicked his tongue on the tip of his private.
Angelo felt familiar to him with the sensation the young man was currently giving him. How his body reacts to his every movement is making his mind explode. It can easily take his breath away to the point that he’s starting to feel a little dizzy with just his mouth pleasuring his manhood. What happens if we did more than this?
Angelo covered his mouth to stop his moans from escaping his lips. Maybe his family will hear him because of his screams of too much pleasure.
The man who made him reach cloud nine noticed it so he looked up at him and then removed his blocking hand. “Moan for me, Gab. I wanna hear your cusses while I eat you.” Charles frenched kiss him before he continued pleasuring his d*ck and began sucking the life out of him.
“D-Dominique! Sh*t! Yes fvck!” he shouted as it accelerated its movement. “D-Deeper please—Mierda!” Angelo can feel the tip of his hardness deep into his mouth. “I-I’m coming, Nick—fvck!” He couldn’t help his hips but move to meet his partner’s mouth. He was enjoying the pleasure when he finally came inside his mouth. He was panting and closing his eyes as he collapsed on the bed. He was still feeling Charles cleaning his d*ck with his tongue.
And when it was over, Charles went back on top of him. When he saw his exhausted face, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “You still look like the first time I fvcked you.”
He immediately opened his eyes. “Y-You what?”
Slowly Charles' head dropped towards him. The sweet man planted two kisses on his lips before he spoke. “I fvcked you, Gab.”
Because of what he heard, something suddenly entered his mind. Inside a red and black room, Charles was pounding him and he was screaming in pure pleasure. He was enjoying the overwhelming feeling given to him by the man in charge. The scene was too clear, too intense, too erotic that his mind couldn’t keep up resulting in its shut down.
