Locked out of heaven

Obsessed

Jonathan walked into the estate, completely exhausted and worn out from training at school. For some reason he couldn't clear his head with the game, so afterwards he went straight home. His lower body heat went up quickly, by that time he made it past the laundry rooms he suddenly got caught up in the most interesting scent. Turning around, he peeked into the room. No one was in there, not even the maids who were usually folding the clothes that were freshly dried from outside. Jonathan crept into the room, out of curiosity he found a pile of folded shirts. He looked at the tags seeing an XL, and it didn't look like something he would wear. It had to be Dio's...

The smell that drew him in was even stronger now, sniffing the shirt, his heart went triple its pace and his breath was heavier.. the boy didn't know what had gotten into himself. He was confused, and worried but mostly..aroused. He looked up from the small day dream and flushed furiously, looking in all directions to see if anyone would see him.. he took the shirt and held it close to him and made his way up to his room. By the time he closed the door behind him, he fell to his knees. Breathing deeply into the fabrics.. he simply couldn't get enough of the aroma of Dio's musk. He barely noticed how every time he breathed in his legs would rub together. "D-dammit... uncomfortable.. with these on.." he huffed and unbuckled his pants, kicking them off and catching a glimpse at his enormous bulge. There was already pre-cum seeping through the thin pair of briefs, Jonathan bit his lip glazing his fingers across the appendage.. and a moan slipped out. He was very sensitive!! I've never touched myself before.. .. he palmed his hand where his penis was and touch himself through his underwear. "..Mmff~" the scent of Dio made its way to the young man and sent a wave of electricity up throughout his body. "Oh gods..." he was enjoying himself, his hands picking up speeds he thought wasn't possible. On his back, sprawled across the fine tiled floors he quakes and moans, he arches his back and finally cums while his eyes roll themselves to the back of his head.

He felt a lot better, finally getting somewhat off. There was something wrong with him and if anything he was definitely going to find out what that thing was. "I-If.. Dio finds out that I— that I have his shirt.. he'll resent me. He'll refuse to call me a friend.. he won't want to be seen with me— not even speak with me... what do I do?!" The thoughts of Dio not being in his life made him tear up..  he got himself off of the floor and picked up the shirt. He could smell his scent on it along with Dio's.. he couldn't just put it back, he would be caught..
Dio will just have to think that it is missing for the time being or still unwashed.

During the next few days the atmosphere around the two boys shifted. Dio knew something was wrong, like something was missing and Jonathan was acting strange around him. He would pick a time and a place to humiliate Jonathan with any chance he got, but Jonathan fled from the scene before he got to spout nonsense to him.. he felt strange, Jonathan would usually stand up for himself or pick a fight. But he only looked scared and ran. It stroked Dio's ego a little too much and made him feel like Jonathan was hiding more things from him.. next time he'll just have to make sure Jonathan won't have any means of escaping.