Wattine Smut Shots

Again at nights (part 3)

"P'baii, stop me if you can....stop me if you want"

His words really did a wonderful effect on bright, that he gave up struggling to push his little brother away.

His mind felt so dizzy that he justified all win said about the world. For a moment, his brain, his heart , his whole soul, accepted to believe that he loves Win.... which they always tried to deny before. For that moment everything he felt about his 'cousin' brother seemed right. For that moment everything he was doing felt right. Thanks to that alcohol.

He held win's waist tightly and held him properly on his lap. He started moving vigorously. The whole cubicle was full of the lewd moans which bright and Win had never heard, better to say, never ever expected to hear of each other. Thanks to the loud music of the bar playing " Careless Whisper"  that no one could hear...thanks to the people who were so wasted that whoever entered the restroom didn't pay attention to it. Their breathing got slowly heavier. The way Win bit his lips to control himself. The way bright looked at him with his half-lidded eyes. He brought his index finger close to win's lips trying to part his lips to not make win bite it.

"Don't hold it baby....moan my name" were the words from bright's mouth which turned win on.

Bright held his waist more tightly while Win increased his speed. Both of them were in pure bliss.

But what happened next was what bright should have thought about, what bright could never ever picturise in his mind , what his drunk mind was confused how his little boy new this....Slowly  slowly win's right hand went down to bright's leather pant. Just when both of them were about to reach their limits win put his hand inside and tightly held his so called 'cousin brother's' erected member.

He groped it and started moving his hand with the same pace of the way they were grinding.

It would had been enough till bright couldn't take it and thought of simultaneously giving the pleasure back to win. 

Bright took the lead and tried to go closer to his neck leaving wet kisses... which was more than enough to make win go crazy. Slowly he moved towards win's lips.... which he felt the best thing he had ever expected to do. Win got the hint and clashed his lips towards his. The way their lips moved proved they were made for each other. It was slow till Win speeded up the movement of both his lips and his hand making their first slow kiss  go wild. The way their lips moved in sync, the way the different flavour of beer each had drunk mixed along with the saliva, the sound of lips overlapping, the slow moans trying to make each of them part their lips. The way bright was stopping  in the middle just to kiss Win's cheeks which was wet with tears.

The unusual pleasure they felt and   the groans they held while the way they manhandled each other....for sure it was their first time. After a while, win put down his head on bright's shoulder trying to bury his face on his neck. Meanwhile Bright leaned on the wall and tried to held the door's handle for support.

"I love you P'baii... I love you.... Please promise me you won't leave...me after tonight.... promise me this..... won't be the last"

"I love you too my win...you ll always be mi....ne... this won't be the last.....win.... this won't be "

With these words they both finished while holding their hands together with their fingers intermingled. The moment they'll never forget....or maybe.... which bright was never able to forget which he even tried to.

They remained in that position for a while inorder to even up their breathing.... and.... recall about what had actually happened few seconds before. Laying in the same posture, bright hugged his win as tightly as if it would be their last moment. Just then the cubicle could hear a slow sobs from both of them while they leaned  their whole weight on each other.

"You won't ever leave me P'baii right ?"

"I won't...I love you Win Metawin"

And the next moment bright could hear soft snores from Win  which brought a smile on his happiness.... maybe win's cuteness or....the happiness of love.

"Let's go home my love"

He carried win on his arms bringing him out of the bar. He made sure to message Dew before leaving

"Win got wasted....we both are going home....take care"

But at that time.... seeing him leaving the bar with Win on his arms...a faint voice could be heard from the table of Win's friends

"Cheers for our friend for winning the love of his life....."

Three weeks later ~

(Present)

Eyes stuck on the ceiling Bright is unable to get the sleep. Not new...as he has not slept since weeks. His mind was full of fainted thoughts, full of the questions the family members are going to ask tomorrow morning. Only thing which his mind could see clearly was the angelic, innocent, flawless face of Win.

Struggling all these weeks, making fake smiles in front of family members... and hiding away from Win...led him to find a conclusive solution.

The guilt of commiting a sin of making love with his brother while being drunk was killing him from inside. He started accusing himself for spoiling his little brother. Those pictures of the moments of that night made him unable to breathe. Win's mother trusted bright the most for being such a responsible brother. And here he became the reason for ruining the brother relationship between him and win.

He has decided to leave the town for few days by tomorrow. This might help him to cope up with the guilt and.... maybe win would forget about what happened. Even though he knows how difficult it has been for win to control his tears everytime bright was trying to  ignore him these days. It's okay.... everything will be normal after few days right ?

Everything is ready for tomorrow. Bright has only wish before leaving. He immediately gets up of his bed and goes to Win's bedroom making sure to not make any sound. Everybody in the house knows win doesn't lock the door of his bedroom.

He slowly opens the door getting the view of his angel sleeping. He goes near to him and sits on the ground holding his right hand lightly.

He kisses his hand just the way win did that night, as if returning the love he gave.

" I m sorry Win ...for not keeping my promise. But this will be good for us, for your future, for our family. Hope you get a beautiful future and find someone far better than me. I'll always be yours win. Thank you for that day. Stay happy Win.

            I love you "