We both stumbled up the stairs, trying not to step on the random chicks passed out on the stairs. We finally made our way into the last bathroom. Kyle shut the door and then turned round to look at me. He studied me for a while, undressing me with his eyes. "Right..." he said, staring intensly at me, there were a few minutes where we just looked at each other, our breathing getting louder and filling the air. Suddenly our lips were together, tongues down each others throat, my hands slipped down the back of his tight jeans and squeezed his small soft arse causing him to moan into my mouth. He smelt so good! I wanted to feel bad about what I was doing, I wanted to feel guiltly but for some reason I couldn't. Soon he was on my knees, he almost ripped the button off my jeans as he prized them open and reached inside. Pretty soon I was recieving an amazing handjob. "Fuck, not the biggest i've had but you've got such a nice dick baby!" he sighed, and started licking the head and my piss slit, getting it soaking wet with his spit.
Kyle's lips wrapped round my cock and his head started moving up and down, sliding up and down my shaft, tasting me on his tongue. I shut my eyes and relaxed. I placed my hands on the back of his head and pushed him down on my cock, making him deepthroat me. This guy obviously had a lot of exsperience because was great at giving head. I blocked out all my other thoughts and focused on the blowjob I was getting. We were getting into now, and I was about to cum. My hips were rocking, pumping my cock in and out of his mouth when...
I heard an enormous screech, my eyes snapped open and Kyle was laying on the floor, face down, blood pouring out of his forehead and onto the floor. There was smashed glass all over the floor. I turned towards the door and Ty was standing there, half a smashed bottle in his hands, his eyes full of nothing but hatred. "What the fuck!" he screamed at me. I was stunned, I didn't know what to do, I just absent mindedly put my cock away and straightend my shirt out. "What the actual fuck!" Ty's voice was like a car break screaching inside my head. I felt two arms on me, they shoved me into the mirror, it cracked all the way up the middle. "Ty, Ty calm down, come on" I whispered, trying to stroke his face and calm him. Tyler headbutted me hard in the face and ran out the bathroom crying loudly. I knew my head had automatically bruised but for once I didn't think about myself. I thought of Tyler and the look on his face. I dailed 999, and straight away told them that there was someone here with their head cracked open. About ten minutes later I heard police cars and ambulences outside. "What happened?" "Who did this?" "Why did they do it?" So many policemen asking so many questions! "I was taking my friend Kyle to the toilet because he didn't feel well, some guy, I don't know his name just came in and bottled him, they obviously don't get on and under the influence of alcohol this guy acted violently" I lied, I knew I shouldn't have, but I didn't want to get Ty in trouble, I ran outside the house searching for him...
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I was running, I don't know where I was heading, I was in a field by the house. I was blinded by tears, I couldn't hear any roads, I was all alone in a huge open land. Atleast I thought I was alone, until I heard pounding footsteps behind me, faster than mine, I spun round, hoping it wasn't the police. Infact I would rather it be the police than the person I spun round to face. I stopped dead in my tracks, "JUST FUCK OFF!" I screamed when Toby was in earshot. "Tyler, please..." Toby begged.
"No, I can't believe you did that, again!" I said, but this time I wasn't afraid to cry. This time it was all too much, I broke down on the floor, screaming in fits of tears. I could hardly breath, "I trusted you!" I yelled up at him "I trusted you!" I kept repeating it, over and over again, until I heard a thud and he was sitting next to me, his hand on my back.
"I didn't want to Ty..." he said softly.
"Didn't fucking look that way!" I snapped, my face still in my hands.
"No, I mean I wasn't looking to hook up with anyone, I promise" he said, he pulled my hands away and pulled me into a sitting position, I didn't want to look at him, I wanted to burn his face off so no one would ever be attracted to him again, that way he couldn't hurt anyone the way he hurt me.
"Don't make promises Toby, you can't keep them. I loved you...I love you! I didn't say it because I thought it would be a bit too much but there's no point lying about stuff now. It's my fault for trusting you, so...I forgive you..." I whispered. I was hurting so badly, but I wanted him to know that I wasn't going to sink to his level, I was going to somehow some, way erase all my feelings for him.
"Ty, your making me feel bad..."
"You should feel bad, look at what you've done to me! And I won't be the last person you do it to either. I get you, I know your lonely Toby. You want someone to think your special, to like more than your looks or your reputation. You want someone to care for you, you want someone who just wants YOU... Well... I do! But It's never enough is it. What is so special about playing everyone all the time?" I said to him, I felt stronger now, there were so many things we needed to sort out and we were going to do them right here right now.
"I guess there are just so many people out there who think i'm amazing, who find me interesting and attractive" he muttered, looking at the floor.
"I think all that and more Toby? So why can't you just have me? I would of given you everything!" I whispered, I slowly started to sob again.
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