Page 25 of Twink Heart

?Before I knew it, I felt my hips begin to grind forward, searching for more of that sweet sensation. I was already pretty riled up thanks to my dream and as James moaned next to me, I had a feeling he was getting there too.

?“Fuck that feels good,” I grumbled, thrusting harder against him. “I don’t think I’m gonna last.”

?“Me either,” James muttered, grinding against me himself.

?Our cocks moved in time, sliding in and out of James’ fingers over and over again. Pre-cum had already soaked into the sheets at this point and I wasn’t concerned about laundry. I didn’t care if we came all over the bed, I just needed the release. It had been months, and I wasn’t going to hold back. Not this time.

?My muscles tensed and my cock thickened as I picked up speed. James whimpered in delight as I fucked his fist. I felt that familiar tingling sensation at the base of my balls growing until I could hold it back no longer.

?“Fuck!” I cried, thrusting hard.

?I didn’t stop fucking his fist as I covered him in months worth of cum. There was a rush of heat and the scent of pheromones from under the blanket as I shot my load all over him. At the same time, James tensed up, thrusting forward himself. He leaned forward, burying his head against my shoulder as he let out a whimpering moan. I felt a hot splash of liquid across my belly as he came all over me, coating not just the sheets by my t-shirt and my shorts as well.

?We both lay there, breathing heavily with James’ hand still wrapped around us both. I thought I would go soft after a minute or so, but I didn’t. Something about having that gorgeous man buried in my neck and his cock pressed against mine kept me throbbing. And I wasn’t the only one.

?Of course, the moment the euphoria began to wear off, the doubts crept in. I was terrified of what I’d done. What I’d asked for. I’d pretty much come to terms with the fact that there were men I found attractive. That was something I couldn’t deny. But I’d thoroughly convinced myself that I would probably never do anything with them even if I had the opportunity. The fantasy was fun, but that’s all it was.

?Well, not anymore. It seemed my wish to get physical with James had been heard by the universe and poof, my wish was granted. However, now that the sexy part was done, I had to deal with the clean up. And I wasn’t talking about the cum, that was the easy part. No, it would be the next few weeks to years of my life as I teased apart the meaning behind all of this. Not only was I attracted to men and having sexual fantasies about them, but now I’d basically had sex with one. It was weird frottage sex, but still pretty much sex.

?But Jame’s hand and cock had felt so good. I found myself glancing down at him, wondering what his mouth or even his ass might feel like. My cock gave a heavy twitch, and I sighed. Clearly this wasn’t going to be something that went away after the first attempt like I’d hoped.

?There was no use fretting over it now though. Right now I needed to get cleaned up.

?However, when I went to move, James didn’t budge. I paused for a moment, listening to his deep regular breathing. Then I let out another sigh.

?He was asleep. Both of us were absolutely dripping in cum and his hand was still wrapped around our cocks. But he was asleep nonetheless.

?What had I gotten myself into?

Chapter Thirteen: James

If I said things between us were awkward later that morning when I finally got out of bed, I’d be making the understatement of the year.

?Rowan had snuck his way out of bed sometime after we did the deed and gotten himself cleaned up. However, he let me sleep in as long as I wanted. I was surprised to wake without him in the bed, but when I realized I was glued to the sheets with dried cum, I figured he probably had the better idea.

?But that wasn’t the awkward part.

?After I peeled myself off the sheets, I still needed to get cleaned up. Rowan heard me moving and came into the bedroom. He did everything he could not to look at me as he gathered me up and took me to the bathroom. I was left there to do my business and get cleaned up, but once I turned on the shower, I realized I had a problem.

?I couldn’t get my foot or the bandages wet. That meant I’d need help with a shower or I’d need to take a bath and that would require help to get in and out of.

?“Rowan?” I asked timidly, pushing open the bathroom door. “Can… Can you help me with the bath?”

?He looked terrified and once again, did everything to avoid looking me in the eye. But he still nodded and headed my way. I kneeled on the floor next to the tub and started to draw the water, the steam rising and fogging up the large mirror on the opposite wall. Rowan stepped in behind me and stood there, awaiting further instruction.

?“I… uh… need to get cleaned up,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “And I can’t get my foot wet. So a bath might be the best choice.”

?“Okay.”

?“I’ll need you to help me in.”

?He nodded. And reached down for me even though I was still wearing my shorts.

?“I’ll have to be naked,” I said, pushing his hand away. “I don’t want to do laundry and take a bath at the same time.”

?His deep brown eyes widened as if he hadn’t considered that part. I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. How he thought I was going to take a bath in cum-soaked shorts was beyond me. Besides, what was he so nervous about? He hadn’t been too worried about shooting his load all over me earlier. I failed to see how being naked in front of him was weirder than that.

?I reached out and took his hand so he could help me to my feet. As soon as I was at eye level with him, he turned around in some vain attempt to give me privacy as I undressed. I just smirked, hooking my thumbs in my shorts and pushing them to the ground. Of course, the moment my cock flopped free, it began to thicken. Just the act of being naked in front of him turned me on more than I anticipated.

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