Page 75 of Dark Room Junkie

It was hard to believe that was the truth. Philippe was good at telling everyone what they wanted to hear. And he comforted me in this way, especially when there were new guys around. But today, I didn’t care who else was there. I was primarily there to get high. If I was capable of fucking afterward, then fine, but first, I needed to come down from my trip.

“Meet Dominik and Piet,” Livio said, still standing beside me with a hand on my back as if he wanted to make sure I felt comfortable.

I shook hands with both of them. Philippe sat back in the space between the sofa and the coffee table and patted the cushion on the floor next to him. Following his lead, I sat down beside him.

“How was your week?” he asked, preparing a few lines.

“Fine,” I lied, trying to ignore the palpitations.

Is it a good idea to do coke now?But my heart had been racing all week. That was clearly due to my psyche because it had been two weeks since I last snorted a line. I gratefully took the note rolled into a tube, leaned forward, and snorted two lines.

The effect was immediate. A fireworks display ignited in my head, incinerating all the spinning thoughts. For a moment, I paused, rubbed my nose, and focused on the silence within me. A wave of energy shot through my veins, and only when the warmth reached my core did I notice that I was staring at Dominik.

The dark blond man had short hair, but he had a nose piercing and plenty of tattoos peeking out from under his shirt, inevitably reminding me of Noé. But although Noé was slimmer and had a much more beautiful face, Dominik was not to be underestimated. He seemed to read my thoughts because he took off his shirt and presented me with a smug smile, revealing a naked upper body that was quite impressive.

I tore my gaze away from him and sniffed. Then I reached for an empty glass and filled it with vodka. With three big swallows, I downed it in one gulp and poured another.

“Looks like Alex doesn’t want to waste any time,” Livio remarked, sitting next to Piet and nibbling on his earlobe.

I couldn’t wait to get my mind off things, so I snorted another line, took the glass, and leaned back against the couch. Philippe approached me, kissed me, and started to fondle me. As he opened my shirt, I took another sip and tried to enjoy the moment. My gaze wandered back to Dominik, who could no longer contain himself and crawled over to me on all fours. He gently took the empty glass from my hand and put it back on the table. And as Philippe worked on my pants, Dominik kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth.

I surrendered, leaning my head back and trying to focus on the gentle and warm touches. By now, I was hard, and the desire pulsed within me as Philippe went down on me and Dominik nibbled at my nipples. In my mind, I imagined it was Noé who was pleasuring me.

Damn, what am I doing here?

It was just a brief surge of reason because as soon as Philippe took my cock in his mouth, the thought was swept away. I pushed my hands into his hair and pressed myself against him. Dominik kissed me again on the mouth and engaged my tongue in a passionate dance. I couldn’t get enough of him, while my cock yearned for Philippe’s mouth.

My pulse accelerated, and in an instant, I felt like my heart skipped a beat. I gasped for breath and turned my head. Dizziness overwhelmed me, and my limbs felt heavy as a fire spread in my chest. As I gasped, as if a heavy weight were on my chest, both of them released me at the same time.

“Are you okay?” Philippe asked while Dominik wiped my sweaty forehead.

“Do you have a fever?”

I tried to sit up, but everything around me was spinning. A wheezing sound came from my mouth, causing Philippe to jump up, run to the cloakroom, and return with the asthma spray.

“Here, you do it,” he said somewhat awkwardly, holding out the spray upside down.

With trembling hands, I turned it around, put it to my mouth, and administered a dose. I held my breath briefly and waited. But when I gasped for air again, the knot around my chest had tightened. My heartbeat raced against my pulse, and my head was filled with the rush of blood. As the spray fell from my grasp, I leaned forward and gripped onto the table.

“What can we do?” Dominik asked helplessly.

“Alex,” I heard Livio. “Breathe, Alex! Come on!”

I tried, but my lungs seemed to crumble like a dry leaf. My breathing became shallower and shallower, and I felt my strength fading. I felt cold. I perceived the guys around me only as shadows. Through the pitiful sound of my broken breathing, I heard the panic in their voices.

“Call an ambulance!”

“But he has the asthma spray!”

“But it doesn’t seem to work!”

“Shit! But ...”

“Hurry! He’s going to die on us here!”

“Hello! Yes! My friend is not doing well! He can’t breathe! What? Blue lips? I don’t know!”

I ran out of oxygen and lost all control over my body. Darkness washed over me and I toppled to the side.

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