Fighter's face when he had seen him with the boy Noon was etched in Tutor's mind. As he made his way back to his condo, he wondered if he had perhaps taken it too far. After all, Fighter's pain was his pain. Tutor dreaded going back to his condo. But there was absolutely no place that Tutor knew of that would not remind him of Fighter. His hands shook as he opened the door and stepped inside when he suddenly felt a force on the door. When he saw it was Fighter trying to enter, Tutor knew he couldn't let him. Tutor was well aware that he could not be in front of Fighter for long without breaking down and confessing how much he loved him. As he tried to close the door on Fight, he understood he was no match for his strength. As Fighter forced his way into the condo and pinned Tutor to the wall, he did not waste words and directly landed his lips on tutor's neck. As Tutor tried to push away Fighter, he just grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the wall.
"Have you gone crazy?", yelled Tutor who was shocked at this display of forcefulness by the usually gentle Fighter.
"Yes I am crazy. I am crazy because I love you.", retorted Fighter before recovering the spot on Tutor's neck.
Helplessly pinned to the wall, Tutor could only shake his head to try and stop Fighter. He gasped as he felt the force of Fighter's kisses on the sensitive spot at the base of his neck. When Fighter went a step further and bit on the delicate skin near his ear, and none too gently, Tutor felt the pain.
"P'Fight, I am hurt.", said Tutor. This was far from the gentle touch that Tutor had come to love. He freed his one hand and started pushing Fighter out of the condo.
Get out. Get out of here. I need you leave right now."he said as he pushed the taller boy but Fighter, the basketball player was far stronger. He held Tutor's shoulders as he pushed him against the wall.
"You think you are the only one who is hurting? Huh?" Fighter couldn't help his frustration. It had been a while since he had been this close to Tutor. The proximity along with the thing he had seen earlier was clouding his brain with a need for answers along with his growing want for Tutor.
But Fighter was not the only one angry.
" What do you want from me? I have already told you everything?", he bit out.
"Told me everything, huh?". Fighter's hold on Tutor's shoulders was firm as he dragged him to the kitchen counter. Their faces were inches apart and this was not lost on Tutor.
"What the hell is wrong with you Tor? Do you think I don't know what is going on with you?", Fighter said and without giving Tutor a chance to reply, started kissing his neck once more.
As Tutor struggled once more, he had greater success as he successfully pushed away Fighter putting some distance between them.
Tutor was breathless and his pale skin looked red. The sight was irresistible to Fighter. Tutor had always been a challenge, and now that Fighter knew that he loved him body and soul, he wasn't gonna lose.
"What do you want from me", asked Tutor breathlessly. No matter his anger in the current situation, Tutor knew that the more time he was around Fighter, the more in danger his ruse was of getting exposed.
Fighter slowly closed the distance between them while unbuttoning his jeans.
" I want to do what we have done at the beach. I ma afraid that you might forget.", Fighter did not give Tutor a chance to think as he crashed his lips on Tutor's.
Amidst the growing possessiveness for Tutor and the need to remind him that he was his and Tutor's protests, Fighter grabbed Tutor and dragged him to the bed and roughly threw him on it. Before Tutor could get up, Fighter once again grabbed hi wrists and pushed him onto the bed before roughly kissing him again.
As his tongue found its way into Tutor's mouth, Fighter became more and more desperate. The sweet taste of him was his heroin and Fighter wanted more.
"What do you want from me?", breathed out Tutor when they broke for air.
"Do you remember what we did at the beach?", asked Fighter.
Tutor was stunned. He loved Fighter with all of his heart and he knew that their pain was one. It wasn't in Tutor to deny him when he wanted the same thing. And while he knew that he couldn't get back together with Fighter or even tell him anything, in that moment, he would be selfish. He wanted Fighter just as much as Fighter wanted him. He was going to take this time. A last time.
Fighter looked into Tutor's eyes and saw the conflict there at the same time that he felt him cease struggling. That was encouragement enough for Fighter who had hoped, though in not so many words, for one act of consent from Tutor. Because try as he might to do otherwise, Fighter loved Tutor with his whole being and would never dream of hurting him.
As he returned his lips to Tutor's, less forceful this time but just as hungry, his tongue seeking access to tutor's mouth, to which Tutor obliged. Fighter's tongue entered his mouth while licking his lips and caressing his tongue. He had felt Tutor's taste in his mouth after a long time and the sense of the shorter boy's enthusiasm further stoked the fire. He took his time slowly slipping into their familiar rhythm of kissing. Fighter was quite lost in it when unconciously, he bit on Tutor's lower lip.
"P'Fight", Tutor cried out but it was lost as his mouth was covered with another kiss. Fighter continued to nibble on Tutor's lower lip, but this time, more gently and he knew it was working when he heard Tutor's moans originating from his throat. He looked at Tutor, breathless, his lower lip swollen and sticking out with his eyes closed, breathing heavily.
"Open your eyes Tor". It was nothing short of a growl.
As Tutor slowly opened his eyes, Fighter saw exactly what he had been seeking. It was the same look he had seen on the beach countless times. Hunger and invitation. It was beyond enticing and Fighter didn't hold back.
He pulled Tutor up to a sitting position keeping one hand at the base of his shirt, his fingers lightly grazing Tutor's waist and the other hand in Tutor's hair making him look directly at Fighter, less than an inch apart.
"Do you want this Tor? We can stop right now if you say so. I don't want to hurt you in any way.", Fighter knew he had to ask this. Tutor's willingness had brought a sense of clarity to Fight and he was ashamed of the way he had tried to force himself on Tutor a while back. Nobody could hurt Tutor that way, not even him.
Tutor was taken aback by the question but it didn't take him long to understand why Fight had asked it. And it was then that Tutor's heart swelled to twice its size as he looked at the man he loved, who would protect him even from himself. His traced one of his hands that was on Fighter's back to his hair pulling his ear close to his lips and whispered,"Kiss me."
Fighter did not need to be told twice. He returned his lips Tutor's lightly licking the swollen bottom lip when he felt Tutor meet his tongue. Fighter's eagerness heightend as Tutor now took his turn sucking on Fighter's lip.
Fighter removed Tutor's shirt followed by his own before pushing him back onto the mattress with his hand. Tutor was shocked at this sudden loss of proximity and tried to get up but was held down firmly by Fighter's hand and something about that simple act of strength, a display of the right Fighter had over his body, was a turn on for him.
Tutor was unable to look away from Fighter's eyes. He could see the hunger in them, but he saw something else as well, something he couldn't quite understand, but which made his hair stand on an end.
Fighter with his free hand, lightly traced Tutor's ear, which made the shorter boy moan. Keeping his other hand on Tutor's shoulder pinning him down, Fighter lightly kissed Tutor's ear and continued this leaving a trail of light kisses till the base of his neck. And then without warning, he bit that spot, not too gently, as Tutor cried out, more in surprise than in pain. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt fighter sucking on that spot as he delicately licked it. Tutor was lost in this and he did not notice Fighter's hand slipping into his pants. He gasped when Fighter took his member into his hand delicately rubbing the tip of it with his thumb. Tutor was getting harder when once again, Fighter withdrew. He was straddling Tutor now, both his hands on his shoulders as Tutor started protesting.
"P'Fight, come back."
"Shhhhh...Good boy."Whispered Fighter before latching onto Tutor's nipple with his teeth hard. Tutor cried out in pleasure and surprise. He felt himself getting more and more helpless to pleasure when Fighter started flicking his nipple with his tongue and then circling it. For a brief second, he rubbed his thumb over it, hard, before he started sucking on it, all the while pinching his other nipple with his free hand while still holding him down. Tutor had gotten really hard by these attentions and did not know how long he could hold on.
Fighter withdrew once again. He looked at Tor as he lay there, breathless and pink with need in his eyes. The area around his nipples was an angry red and he himself was heady with Tor's taste and smell. He took a deep breathe in an attempt to clear his head and said," Are you ok Tor?"
Tutor was getting impatient. In the stimulated state he was in, he didn't care to answer and reached his hand to grab Fighter for a kiss. Fighter grabbed Tutor's wrist before he could touch him and he leaned over him, his free hand placed on Tutor's side supporting his weight.
" Do you want me to continue?"
Tutor was frustrated that he still had to answer this. "I want you P'Fight. Don't go away fro me. Please don't stop again. I want you now and I will always want you.", Tutor bit out in frustration. Fighter smiled, that slow smile of victory, which if Tutor had been more clear headed, he would have understood what his P'Fight had been trying to do.
What Tutor however noted was the sheer happiness of the stronger boy as he kissed him. Their tongues dancing, Tutor started feeling the ache in his chest that had been there since that day slowly disappearing. All he saw and felt then was Fighter, his smell, his taste and his strength as they overwhelmed him while still leaving him wanting more. His hands roamed on Fighter's back before they went to unbutton his pants. Fighter kicked off his pants but kept his underwear while but he did not extend the same exception to Tutor. Tutor was left completely naked as Fighter removed his pants and underwear and threw them on the floor.
As Fighter took a minute to admire the view, Tutor was feeling restless and vulnerable. He looked at his P'Fight who straddled him, strong and in control, with the knowledge that he could do anything he wanted to to Tutor and he would let him, reflected in his eyes. As he out to him, Fighter grabbed both of Tutor's hands and pinned them at the top of his head with one hand of his. He looked at Tor without blinking as he rubbed the spot under Tor's belly button with his thumb and felt a light spasm and saw Tutor try to stifle a moan.
He grinned before his hand went lower and grazed Tor's balls with his fingertips. Tutor gasped. He was totally at the mercy of Fighter.
Fight kissed him slowly all the way from his mouth to his down to his member before taking it in his mouth. Fighter had to hold down Tutor's legs from moving as he heard him moan. He treated his dick with his tongue and teeth eliciting louder moans from the boy, which actually served to take Fighter to his edge.
"P'Fight. Don't stop. Keep doing that. Aahhhhh.....P'Figghhhttttt..... I am close."
Fighter could sense Tor was close to his release. This is what he had been waiting for. He internally smirked. He had Tor in the palm of his hand. It was now time for his punishment.
Fighter withdrew. Tutor had never experienced frustration as strong as in that moment.
"P'Fiiighhhtt, what are you doing. Come back. I need you..", begged Tor.
Fighter smiled. He took Tor in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, nothing painful but enough to make Tor cry out in his over stimulated state of being.
"P'Figghhhhhttttt. Come back na. Don't stop."
But Fighter did stop. He lightly pecked Tor on the lips before getting off the bed and standing with his back to the wall, arms folded looking steadfastly at Tor. Tutor was confused for a second before Fighter's silent message reached him. And he was ready.
He got off the bed and walked towards Fighter. It was pleasantly painful to him how he was left hanging but he was going to do this. He dropped on his knees and slowly dragged down Fighter's underwear. They both were now completely naked. Fighter was hung and hard and it excited Tutor. His hands on Fighter's hips squeezing them, he took licked Fighter's member once prompting a sigh from the taller boy. Satisfied, he took it in his mouth as he started sucking. In a moment of impulse, he placed his teeth around it, which brought Fighter to place his hands in Tor's hair and slowly start to move it. Tutor couldn't believe how much he had missed this. Fighter's groans were intensely satisfying and he could feel it grow bigger in his mouth, hard as it was to believe.
Fighter knew he was close. His hands still in Tutor's hair, he pulled him back, groaning at the resulting loss of his mouth and left hanging.
"What happened P'Fight", Tutor was genuinely confused.
Fighter pulled up Tutor before pushing him on the mattress, face down, and then getting on top of him. Tutor was beyond shocked. They had never tried it like this before but tutor wasn't scared, he as excited.
"Do you want this Tor", Fighter asked one last time.
"Come inside me", he breathed out.
"Spread your legs."
Tutor obliged. Fighter grabbed and squeezed his ass once before, on a whim, he slapped his butt cheek once.
"P'Fiiighht. "Tutor moaned. Every touch, forceful and soft, was pleasure. Fighter kissed the area before he lifted Tor's ass up in the air and spread his ass cheeks. With his tongue, he liceked the entrance as he lightly bit it. Tor was too far gone to be embarassed. He wanted everything Fighter was doing to him and more.
Satisfied that Tutor was ready to receive him, Fighter placed his already hard member at the entrance, and then without wasting a second, rammed into him.
"P'Fiiigghhhtttttt." Tutor cried out in pain as he saw stars.
"Hold on a second Tor. It will get better."
Fighter's hands went up Tor's stomach to his nipple as he lightly pinched it.
"Uhh... P'Fight..."
This was Fighter's cue to start moving inside Tutor. He slowly pulled out before thrusting into him again, this time however, more gently.
"Ah.. aah...P'Fight..Aaahhh P'Figghhhttttt.... Aah. Keep Doing that. Ooohh. Don't stop..Aahh."
Fighter had no intention of stopping. He was dangerously close to releasing himself. He pulled up Tor as he kept thrusting into him, with his one hand pinching his nipple and the other rubbing Tor's dick. Tor was heady with pleasure. He couldn't hold back from crying out and saying what he said.
"I love you P'Fight.. I love you.. I always have and i always will...."
Fighter thrust harder as he spread Tor's pre cum over his dick.
"AAAARRGhhhh. P'Fiiiiiiighht. Aah. I am close na P'Fiiigghhttttt."
Fighter slowed down for a second and before Tor could protest, changed his angle thrusting hard into Tor hitting his prostate.
"I am coming P'Fight....I am coming.... Aaahhh aaahhhh aaahhhhhh." Tor screamed as he came powerfully onto Fight's hand. Tutor's legs were limp but Fight had not come yet. He pushed Tutor into his previous position with his ass in the air as he continued thrusting.
His head was clouded with Tor. His cries and moans had greatly served in pushing him to the edge of his limit. Fighter had been determined to not come before Tor did and as the walls of Tor contracted around his dick as he thrust into him, Fighter allowed himself to go over the edge.
"Figgghhhhtttt", moaned out Tor as he felt Fighter come in him.
"Tor""breathed out Fighteras he thrust in Tor one last time before pulling out and collapsing on Tutor's back. He kissed the skin at the bottom of his ear before playfully biting.
"Aah P'Fight. I love you na khab. " moaned out Tor, before utterly exhausted, he started closing his eyes.
But Fighter would not have it. He flipped Tutor on his back, now facing him and said ,"Its not over yet."