hooked | brightwin

thirty-one

"stop thinking about seint, babe. he's not worth your time." bright reminds win who's slumped on the his bed, banging his head on the pillow for a few seconds now.

"i'm not thinking about that guy. i'm not worried. not at all!" win says, his face buried on the pillow. but he's worried. he's been worried since that day on the cafe and seint's words keep on ringing in his ears. he hates the world, simply because he doesn't know what else to blame. he hates how the world gives him problems after problems and it gets piled until he doesn't know what else to do.

he hears bright walk toward him, but he doesn't move. he's frowning over the pillow, his thoughts keeping him up at night that there's visible gloom under his eyes. win feels the side of the bed droop, knowing bright's beside him. he feels his hands on his back, massaging him. win moans, feeling the sensation.

a few seconds later, bright is pulling win to face him. groaning, win obliges only to see bright's serious face.

"what's with that expression?" win chuckles as he asks, but bright doesn't answer. instead he dips his thumb and index finger in win's boxes briefs and pulls it down. win's eyes winden.

"what are you doing?"

"i'm going to blow you, baby. not stop asking, and grab my hair." win can't help but laugh but he simply follows. thinking about it, they haven't done this in a while and he'd be more than glad to have a release.

bright begins with stroking the underside of win's cock, thumbing its tip. their lust heightens as they look at each other in the eyes -- win's mouth forming an 'o' as bright keeps on slowly stroking him.

wanting to tease win more, bright licks the tip of win's cock as if he's eating an ice cream. win groans, his pull on bright's hair getting harder.

"stop teasing me, babe. just give it to me, plea--" win's words are cut off by his own moan which sounded like a scream on bright's ear when bright takes him whole, the tip of his cock reaching bright's throat.

"oh, fuck. keep going, please. your mouth feels so hot. hmmm, fuck." win starts thrusting his hips, but not too harsh. he doesn't want to hurt bright.

a few more sucking, win feels his release engulf over him and he shudders, slumping on the headboard as he pants. he still hasn't recovered from all that when he feels bright's cock on his ass and the coldness of lube being poured on his entrance. before he can even speak, bright buries himself inside win, totally taking him in shock.

"you. could have. warned me." win stutters in every push, but bright only nods, chuckling. win almost loses his mind when bright simultaneously strokes his cock while fucking him, he's writhing all over the bed. and the sight pleases bright so much he comes inside him.

"i'll clean you up, baby. stay there." but bright remembers something, and gets back to win, pulling him to the bathroom. he silently mutters a thanks to his parents for not being at home because they can walk inside the house naked.

"i can't walk. my legs are all wobbly," win mumbles, still panting. as if his stamina hasn't left him yet, bright scoops him on his arms until they're both under the lukewarm shower.

"bend for me, baby," bright asks, his hands on win's waist.

"aren't you tired? i am drained," win tells bright as he softly chuckles.

"i'm not asking for another round, silly. i'm cleaning you up."

win nods and bends, bright taking the shower showerhead and opening him up with his fingers.

"i thought--" but then win realizes what he's doing. bright is getting his cum out of win because he came inside. win smiles as bright takes care of him, never wanting this to end.