Do We Stay Or Do We Go

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I realised i had been just standing under the water for quite a while, because i noticed the water was beginning to stop. I stepped out and dried myself off. It wasnt until i had my shirt on and just about to leave when i noticed that someone was waiting for me to get out. Benji.

"Benji! You startled me. Have you.. have you been watching me? i asked slowly.

"Not the whole time, i walked up just as you were pulling up your boxers. I like them." he winked.

"Ehhhh, okie, anyway, can you take me to my bunk now? I need to talk to my boyfriend." He looked at me, almost hurt.

"Yeh sure, come with me."

I followed him out of the hut, the sunlight was blinding me. I must of been in that building longer than i thought. As i was following Benji, i just now realised he was wearing different shorts.

"How come you got changed?" i asked him, curiously.

"Uhmmm, i spilt some white, sticky stuff on them by mistake." He blushed.

I knew what happened, but i wasnt going to centre him out like that.

We got to a small apartment complex, one of those big houses spilt up into four or five apartments. He opened up the second one in the row of apartments. He pushed the door open, and let me in.

"Ill see you around...."

"Adrian, my name is Adrian." i said, interrupting him.

"See you around, Adrian." And with that, Benji left.

I walked into the apartment, and saw Carl sitting cross legged on the sofa inside the living room, he was reading a comic book that was resting in his lap. He looked really into it. I walked over towards the kitchen, passing right in front of him and picked up a bottle of water from the supplies Paul must've left on the counter. I opened it and threw the cap at Carl. It hit him right on the end of the nose. He jumped and let out a little shriek.

"When did you get here?" he asked.

I walked over to and sat on the sofa beside him, placing a tender kiss on his cheek.

"I just came in a few minutes ago, i noticed you reading and didnt want to bother you yet." I pulled him into my lap and kissed his lips. His soft, supple lips.

"I missed you baby," i said to him quietly.

He responded with neck kisses and soft moaning.

"Carl," i asked, mid-moan, "do we stay, or do we move on?

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