The night was full of dancing and swaying. I love it, I love him. I try to think about what it be like without the brown eyed boy, but I found it impossible to think about it. My mind draws back to the dance steps and the world around me.
"Anthony," I cry on his shoulder. He strokes my hair and silently shushes me. We pull apart before pressing our faces together. The night was so innocent.
Anthony rest his head on my shoulder. "Ian, I love you." My heart was pounding in my chest that I felt as if it was going to burst. Anthony is the only person that makes my heart miss a beat.
"Anthony, I love you so much it hurts," my heart was aching with pure lust and need. He kisses my neck slowly, up and down.
{EVERYONE'S FAVORITE WARNING *SMUT ALERT*}
Anthony's hands travel down my body as I moan. I knew what was coming, he then takes my jacket off before leading me off to the room.
"I wanted to try something new," he says as he pulls out handcuffs from the drawer. He handcuffs my arms to the bed post, making me completely vulnerable.
He rips my only good shirt, but who gives a fuck. Anthony slides down my pants and boxers, and puts his mouth over my manhood. He bobs his head up and down, I already want to come.
"Anthony,'' I yelp.
"Hold on a little longer boo," he coaxes me. I moan as he starts to kiss up my body again and kisses my sweet spot, leaving a little love bite.
Anthony pulls out a condom and the lube. He doesn't prepare me, just the way I like it. He shoves his full length into me and I let out a scream as he yanks my hair. Anthony undoes the hand cuffs and flips me over onto my tummy before putting the handcuffs back on.
I smirk as I know what is going to happen. Anthony is doing it doggy style. I get on my knees before I was told to. Anthony must of been pleased because he gave me another hickey.
"Good boy, Ian," he shoves into me deeper in me and I let a whimper escape past my lips.
My body couldn't hold it in much longer. "Anthony," I scream as I come. He gives one final thrust before coming inside of me.
Our bodies went limp and I pass out with exhaustion.
{INNOCENT EYES MAY CONTINUE}
It was the next morning and I am in the kitchen preparing breakfest for the two of us. I felt a pair of arms around my waist and Anthony's head resting on my shoulder. I turn around, facing him while grasping on the counter.
I look Anthony up and down, he still in the nude. "Anthony go get some close on," I slap his chest playfullly. He laughs kissing my forehead before going to get some boxers on.
He steps back out with boxers in less then a second. "Ian, I love you.'' Anthony wraps his arms back around me and I for some reason couldn't speak.
I look up and kiss neck to his chin. Leaving him a matching hickey.
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