I'm so depressed it's unreal like someone stab me already🙄😩
The next day Stokeley awoke for work. The time was 6:50 and he needed to be at his job by 8:30.
He likes to wake up early to see where his mind was. If it wasn't where it needed to be, he'd have more than enough time to control his thoughts in that overworking head of his.
He sat up in his bed and analyzed his room. It could be neater. All his clothes were thrown here and there and so were his shoes. His closet was a pigsty and he realized that he'd need to wash soon.
He brought his sock cladded feet to the side of his bed and stood, rubbing his arms at the loss of heat from the comforters on his bed. He grabbed his phone and walked out of his room to the dimly lit hallway.
Gotta change that bulb. Shit's going out. He thought to himself.
He walked into his bathroom and closed the door. Standing in front of his mirror, he opened the cabinet to grab his toothbrush and paste. He turned on the sink, wetting the brush, adding paste, and wetting it again before brushing.
Minutes later, he found himself deciding Whether or not he should shower. He lifted his arm and smelled his pits and decided that hell. The. Fuck. Yes. This nigga gonna shower today.
Meanwhile in the room to the left of the bathroom, Jahseh lay awake on his bed, looking out the window with his knees to his chest. It was still dark out so his crimson eyes shone brightly. Outside, his family laid on the ground around each other. Their tails were laid beside them as they all looked up at Jahseh.
He sighed. Why couldn't Stokeley let them inside? They're harmless as long as Jahseh stays unharmed. They will never attack unless Jahseh calls for them to. So he had nothing to worry about. It got lonely without being able to talk to them face to face but he had no choice.
One of the wolves started whimpering and howling, crying for Jahseh to come down. As much as he would love to do just that, this was his home for now. And he'd be lying if he said it wasn't cold as shit outside.
"Symere, siéntate. está bien. estamos bien" he told the squirming wolf. He felt bad for having them outside like that, even though he knew that their thick fur coats could handle weather colder than this.
The other two wolves were cuddled up together, the bigger one laying on top of the smaller one. It was honestly a cute sight to see. He couldn't be happier to see them together.
"Debes centrarte en cuidar de Gazzy y Omar por mí mientras no esté allí, ¿vale?" He said. The wolf huffed and walked over to the other two wolves and dropped down.
Jahseh chuckled at the wolf's hot headedness. He loved them all so much.
Hearing a sound in the hallway, Jahseh stepped out of his bed and shuffled his now sock wearing feet to the door. He twisted the knob to open the door and peek his head out.
He saw Stokeley coming out of the bathroom, towel around his waist and water dripping off of his body tantalizingly slow. The sight made him drool and squeeze his legs together, his bottom lip being brought to his teeth to muffle the oncoming whimper.
He wanted Stokeley so bad. He could tell that Stokeley low key wanted him too. He was just playing hard to get. But you never dangle food in front of a wolf and think that they'll just sit there, do you?
Walking into the hallway and following Stokeley silently, he looked at that muscular back and just imagined how it would feel to have his claws scratching them. How it would feel to pull those dreads as he went down on him.
He could feel free to pull my shit too 😩
Stokeley had no idea that Jahseh was behind him. He made it a plan to check on him before he left the house.
He was walking to his room when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see eyes that were a cross between hazel and red staring back at him.
"WHAT TH- Jahseh holy hell." He said with a hand on his bare chest.
Jahseh just laughed.
"Wow, sorry you big baby. Good morning to you too." Jahseh told him.
"Yeah, good morning." Stokeley muttered. "You sleep alright?"
"I slept okay. I didn't have anyone to sleep with though so I woke up hours ago."
"Nigga, you went to sleep hours ago." Stokeley said in disbelief.
"Exactly." Jahseh snickered.
Jahseh continues to look everywhere but at Stoke's eyes. His own roaming the larger body in front of him now that he has a better view. All the things that he could do to that Body. Or all the things it could do to him. He likes the second thought better.
He sees a scar etched along Stokeley's left pectoral, and grazes his fingers over it softly.
"What's this?" He asked. It was jagged and looked like the wound that was once there could've gutted like a bitch.
"Back where I'm from I got into a lot of trouble. This is just one of the many consequences of doing what you're not supposed to do.
"How'd you get it?" Jahseh asked lowly, rising on his tiptoes to get a better look, and to get closer to Stokeley's face.
Stokeley knew what was going on and he didn't really mind it. It was good to be able to touch someone again. To feel someone else's skin.
"Knife fight." Stokeley mumbles, staring at Jahseh's lips. He wondered what it would feel like to kiss them. To have them on him. Around him.
"Awe, poor baby. Too bad I wasn't there to take care of you." The shorter of the two continued to stand on his toes, guiding his arms around Stokeley's neck and looking into deep brown eyes.
Stokeley's own arms found themselves around a slim waist, squeezing tightly as they looked into each other's eyes.
"Are you a virgin, Jahseh?" Stokeley asked, his deep voice sending shivers down Jahseh's spine as their faces near each other.
"No. But it has been a while." Jahseh said.
They continued to lean in closer. The both of them never looking away from each other as if their lives depended on it.
Stokeley's lips came into contact with Jahseh's neck, much to Jahseh's surprise. He expected a kiss but he wasn't complaining.
Big hands were feeling all over his backside and ended up pushing him against the wall. Wincing at the sudden contact, Jahseh opened his legs to give his aching area some kind of friction. Since he was wearing Stokeley's old basketball shorts, it was nice and loose.
Stokeley continued to suck along the younger boy's neck, moving under his ear and then back down to the collarbone.
"Jump up." He muttered. Jahseh complied.
Stokeley grabbed his thighs to keep him up, his towel being the only thing blocking his skin from getting the friction he truly wanted. He had work soon so this would have to do.
There, on the wall, was where they started grinding. Touching each other's bodies to no end. Jahseh's mind was going wild. It's been so long since he's been able to feel something like this. All those years traveling in the woods kept him away from others. He was glad that he got to feel this good again.
Huffs and moans were heard throughout the small house.
Jahseh leaned his head back against the wall while he held onto Stokeley for dear life, feeling he climax approaching with each movement. His moans were loud and it didn't help that Stokeley found it appropriate to suck his nipples through the thin woman beater he had on. Their clothed groins rubbing against each other, not stopping for even a second. It was amazing.
"S-stoke. Please. I-I'm gonna cum. ah shit." Jahseh moaned out. Pure bliss was seen all on his face and Stokeley couldn't get enough of it.
He started going faster, pushing Jahseh's body further up the wall and nearing both of their climaxes.
"Ah shit. Fuck. Me too- damn!"
And that was all it took. One more strong ass thrust and it brought them both such immense pleasure that their strength was zapped from their very bodies. It was okay though, at least for Jahseh, because as they came crashing towards the floor, Stokeley cushioned his fall.
Both were huffing heavily. Their labored breathing being the only movements they would make because they were so damn tired, but also content.
Stokeley ended up calling off work after that.
Okayyyy here you fuckers go
I sorta hope you guys Like this shit.
I know I didn't but whatever.