#NSFW: He Can Tell

2: His Dilemma

I CAN'T get her out of my mind, dammit.

And Hook couldn't stop his hand either from gripping the base of his erect and considerable length. He knew what would happen to him later– spoiler: he might die from pain– but his body really needed release. In short, he was really horny.

He was already standing under the cold shower but it couldn't do anything to help him cool down yet. But the cold shower didn't fail him. It was his own fault because as he closed his eyes, the vivid images of the beautiful and sexy woman on top of him lingered. Every part of her face and every inch of her body seemed to be forever etched in his memory. Heck, he could even still feel her warm and soft skin against his. Thus, the raging hard on. Again.

"Sleep with me."

Kung puwede lang, bakit hindi?

Tinukod niya ang kamay sa tiled wall sa harapan niya bilang suporta habang bumibilis ang pagtaas-baba ng kamay niya. He groaned quietly when his hand reached the head of his cock, then he twisted his wrist expertly before making a slow downward stroke.

"There's only one cure to this, sir. I need you to–"

... make you come, I know.

He knew because he wanted to. Saka base pa lang sa seductive look na ibinigay nito sa kanya, alam na niya kung ano ang gusto nito kahit hindi nito natapos ang sinasabi kanina.

"I like this position."

Me, too.

He could imagine her beneath him, naked, and screaming his name. No– he wanted her there, in that exact state. His train of thoughts made him hornier and when he gently squeezed his hard knob, pre-cum started to come out of the head of his cock.

Ah, Melo.

Narinig niya kanina na 'Melo' ang tinawag dito no'ng kapitbahay niyang si Sori Kim.

You're an idiot for wanting something you can't have, Hook Rushton, kondena niya sa sarili. But yeah, Melo's charm is indeed irresistible.

As if in very strong agreement, his cock suddenly spasmed in his hand. A few pumps later, something warm seeped into his skin. And that was when he was reminded why he shouldn't be pleasing himself– in a very hard way.

The semen ejaculated from his penis burned his skin literally which made him groan again. But this time, it was because of pain– the kind of pain he didn't enjoy.

Nang magmulat siya ng mga mata, sumalubong agad sa kanya ang dagdag decoration ng dingding sa harapan niya– umuusok ang parte kung saan dumikit ang nilabas niyang likido kanina. Mainit iyon kaya umusok pero thankfully, hindi naman natunaw ang tiles. Saglit na lumabo ang paningin niya at nang luminaw uli iyon, bigla namang nangati ang mga mata niya kasabay ng pagbahing niya. Bigla-bigla rin ay nagkaro'n siya ng runny nose.

Bugger.

The tiled wall was messy since he aimed his shot of release there but he was more concerned about his condition– and rightfully so– than the mess he made. Unfortunately, he was so loaded that some of his semen also dripped down his hand. No wonder it felt like eternity watching himself discharge all the desire he had for the woman he just met earlier.

Damn, he was now literally burning hot like he suddenly got a high fever.

Namula na rin 'yong parte ng kamay niya na tinuluan kanina ng malagkit at mainit na likido na para bang napaso siya ng apoy. Bukod do'n, bigla rin siyang nakaramdam ng matinding panghihina at muntik pa nga siyang matumba– gaya ng nararanasan ng isang taong may trangkaso. Mabuti na lang at napahawak siya sa shower handle bilang suporta.

Bloody hell, it's happening again.

Half a year ago, he was diagnosed with Post-Orgasmic Illness Syndrome or POIS. It was a rare and poorly understood illness affecting men like him. So far, experts had been unsuccessful to finding the cure. Heck, they couldn't even properly identify the exact cause of POIS yet.

Ang alam pa lang tungkol sa POIS ay ang mga sintomas na nararanasan niya ngayon. Saka nagagamot pa naman iyon sa pag-inom ng mga regular allergy medicine gaya ng antihistamines. Pero walang epekto ang kahit anong medisina sa kanya. Not the ordinary kind, at least.

If only my POIS is the same as a normal patient's.

Nang mabawi na ni Hook ang lakas niya, tumayo siya ng deretso at naglakad papunta sa lababo para maghilamos. Nabawasan na ang pangangati ng mga mata niya at ramdam niyang nawawala na rin ang kakaibang init ng katawan niya. Gano'n din ang paso sa kamay niya kanina. Pero medyo nanghihina pa rin ang pakiramdam niya kaya kailangan niya ng tulog. Isa pa, pasinghot-singhot pa siya dahil sa buwisit niyang runny nose.

I really hate this when it happens.

Nagtali siya ng tuwalya sa baywang niya, saka siya lumabas ng banyo at dumeretso sa kuwarto niya para sana magbihis na. Pero natigilan siya nang mapadaan siya sa harap ng full-length mirror at makita ang nangyayari sa marka sa ibabaw ng right hip bone niya.

Shite, you're glowing again.

At kulay ginto pa talaga ang liwanag na 'yon.

Unfortunately, he had a stupid tattoo of spread butterfly wings on his navel– in the middle of the space between his defined V-line. Meron namang maliit na marka ng golden bow and arrow sa bandang hip bone niya. Buti na lang at sila lang ni Hector ang nakakakita niyon.

It looked embarrassing because the lead of the arrow was pointing downward– following the trail of his V-line– as if it was about to shoot his most treasured member.

"Fuck you, Hector," bulong niya sa sarili kahit wala sa kuwarto ang lalaking iyon ngayon. Umaasa siyang naririnig siya nito dahil hindi naman ito ordinaryong tao. Who knows? Maybe he was keeping an eye on him since that dickhead was obsessed with his life. "If I see you again, I will definitely kill you."

Hindi siya bayolenteng tao pero hindi talaga niya mapigilang magalit at magsalita ng ganito kapag naaalala niya si Hector– ang nilalang na nagbigay sa kanya ng markang iyon.

Kung hindi dahil sa lalaking 'yon, hindi siya magkakaro'n ng POIS.

The mark that arsehole left on his body caused his illness. Pero mas malala ang epekto ng POIS sa kanya kesa sa normal na tao. Doble ang sakit na nararamdaman niya kahit pa mas mabilis namang nawawala ang "allergy" niya kumpara sa iba na inaabot ng ilang araw ang sakit.

But he couldn't say he was luckier than ordinary men with POIS because Hector specifically warned him to not have sex. 'Yong mga normal na lalaking may POIS kasi, posible pang makipag-sex dahil tolerable naman ang allergy nila lalo na kung gagamit ng condom.

Sadly, I don't have that luxury.

Because according to Hector, once he had sex, the symptoms of his allergy would become tenfold and instantly kill him.

Kung ngayon pa nga lang, doble na ang epekto ng POIS niya kesa sa normal na tao kapag nadidikitan pa lang siya ng sarili niyang semen, paano pa kaya kung magiging "tenfold" iyon kapag nakipag-sex siya? Hindi na niya gustong malaman pa dahil ayaw pa niyang mamatay.

But in exchange, my sex life died a painful and regrettable and shameful death.

"How dare you, Hector?" galit na bulong ni Hook sa sarili nang unti-unti nang nawala ang liwanag ng marka niya. "How dare you punish me for something I have no control of?"