Turn the Lights Off [BoyxBoy]
“My, my, you’re a fighter, aren’t you?” The guy muttered. And he took both of my arms into one hand and the other hand pinch my nose. With that my nose and mouth closed. Air wasn’t able to get in into my lungs. I was suffocating pressure build inside my body. Desperate for air I opened my mouth to breath and was then captured by the guy’s velvety lips. He was making me breath the air from inside his body. I was like we were breathing as one. “Resistance is futile Dylan, just give in to your desire.”
Dylan thought it was all just a dream: the kissing and all the unspeakable thing that happened that night. He was very wrong, it wasn't just a dream and it kept haunting him. He could not forget the stranger who went inside his room. He could not forget the way the stranger touched him and how he ached to be touched as if he had waited for it all his life. He knew it was wrong but somehow things felt so right for him? Like it had happened before, but had it?
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