Beneath The Surface (Barcode Tinnasit x Jeff Satur Boy's Love)

On the Brink of Insanity 🔞

Jeff

Could desire outweigh logic?

It was a question Jeff pondered as he forced the heat of his tongue aggressively into Barcode's mouth.

You shouldn't be doing this, Jeff. His conscious warned to no avail.

He had every chance in the world to turn on his heels as he paced down the deserted hallway. Every chance in the world to walk away when the boy hissed for him to go. Every chance in the world to stop himself from pounding against the bathroom door. Every chance in the world to stop his growing obsession with Barcode Tinnasit Isarapongporn.

But in the end, it didn't matter how many opportunities Jeff was given to change his mind. His heart would always choose the boy in front of him.

The potential consequences of his actions lingered somewhere in the distant future while the nerves in his body screamed for gratification now. Maybe that's why he found himself stealing the breath from Barcode's lungs with his own mouth for a second time when he had yet to face the repercussions for his first offense. 

Before Barcode could question his motives, Jeff pushes his body forcefully against the sink basin before using his knee to pry his quaking legs apart. There was something invigorating about allowing the primal instincts of his body to take control.

"P'Jeff," Barcode whimpers between kisses, lifting his fingers to clutch desperately at the fabric of his shirt. "P'Jeff wait-"

Jeff knew he shouldn't be doing this and yet he couldn't resist himself. Even as Barcode attempted to lean back to speak his struggling only entangled himself deeper into Jeff's web. How could he ever hope to push him away when he trembled in pleasure beneath the slightest touch?

"I thought...K-Krisda...was getting...impatient." Barcode's sentence comes out in broken fragments as Jeff lewdly swirls their tongues together, refusing to let the boy breathe.

"P'Jeff, p-please let me-"

As a desperate plea passes from Barcode's lips Jeff finally allows the boy's lungs a desperate gasp of air, shifting his attention to suck hard on his lower lip.

"Well, I'm getting impatient too," Jeff growls, moving his hand to squeeze the boy's rear. 

Barcode's golden flesh was already beginning to bloom into a scarlet rose as Jeff pulled down upon his collar, planting a string of hot kisses up the expanse of his neck. He loved the way his collarbone felt beneath the pressure of his teeth. But even as he devoured his flesh his body only wanted more.

"W-where is this coming from?" Barcode questions, straining himself not to stutter as he spoke. Jeff could tell Barcode's determination was wavering by the lustful expression in his eyes. Rather the boy recognized his own emotions or not, Jeff could see the longing buried there. His body craved his touch as much as it craved the oxygen that filled his lungs.

"You know exactly where this is coming from." Jeff hisses, pulling the boy's waist roughly against the growing erection in his pants.

Barcode

"Ah-" Barcode gasps aloud at the foreign sensation, his dark eyes lingering down to gaze at the provocative sight. With each shift of Jeff's waist, his erection pressed lewdly against his own.

"P-Phi, you're making me-"

"Horny?" Jeff questions, tightening his grip on his ass.