The afternoon was cold and chilly, the windows damp with rain water, Hunter sat there on his soft queen sized bed as a short movie played in the background. Yet all he could think about was how beautiful the guy beside him was, his full lips, his black hair, and even his face and his doe eyes. Everything about him is perfect, there's nothing Hunter would want to change. This man was too perfect for him, he knew it would never work. Owen was straight and had no interest in his best friend which broke Hunter's heart. Why would someone like him love someone like Hunter, so all he could do was watch from a distance and silently hope that each time Owen found love that maybe it could finally be him, maybe one day he'd finally love him wholeheartedly not just as a friend, maybe he'd be the only one in Owens life, the only one he'd need, he truly wanted him, It wasn't just a want but a need. He admired the brunette as he lay next to him peacefully, His face began to grow just thinking about what could happen here, what he could do to him. He slowly shifts over to get a bit closer to his love, Owen moves a bit closer in instinct to the movement. Tangerine's legs draped over his own, hands touching each other, so close to the point Hunter could feel the fuzz on Owen's pajama pants. His face grows red,even redder than what he thought was possible, his cock hardened at the thought of Owen beneath him. He tries to clear his head of these unholy thoughts that begin to run through his head. What could he do to Owen? What could he get away with?
"I gotta go to the bathroom," said Hunter abruptly moving Owens long legs off of his
Owen looks up from where he was laying, with doe eyes he responds. "Oh okay." with a slight smile
Hunter hurried quickly to the bathroom, he needed a way to relieve the situation he had gotten himself into and it had to be Owen. He simply couldn't stand it when other people would look at him or even touch him even the slightest. His anger abated a little, but the possessiveness didn't. He's too pretty for his own good. Too sexy. Hunter can't stand how Jacob gets to talk to him, touch him, smile at him, If he had it his way, Owen would be with him all day.. Hunter could come home to his face every day, knowing that he would be the only one to ever be able to see him. He simply just couldn't control his anger, he thinks about Owen while palming his hand through his sweats slowly touching his half- hard cock pulsing his hand through it. Hunter knows that he can't spend too much time in the bathroom or else Owen will suspect him.
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So, Hunter hurried back from the bathroom he comes back and sees Owen peacefully sleeping, His heartbeat is in his ears when he enters his bedroom, and it only accelerates when he sees Owen laying flat, not having moved from the position he was in, his Head tilted just slightly to the side, Owens lying scoliosis spine 💀 on the sheets. Hunter steps closer and takes his time to marvel, running his gaze up and down his lithe body. Studies every curve and swell of his body. He has to remind himself that this is real. Even his breathing's cute — the way he takes little breaths through his nose and almost sighs it out. Hunter pulls Owen's shirt a bit up, his stomach is pale and smooth, little divots and grooves hinting at muscle, but nothing too definite. His torso is a few shades different from the column of his neck and his arms, and something about that just makes Hunter hiss out an exhale between clenched teeth. Hunter starts slow , running a finger down the trace of Owens boxers feeling out his waist, his cock throbs, but Hunter doesn't want to relive the ache. Not yet at least instead he savors it — every inch of Owen's creamy , skin that he reveals, until his underwear is down to mid-thigh and Hunter can coo at Owen's 6 inch
cock.
He looked so helpless.
Owen stirred when Hunter rubbed his fingers on his thigh, his cock.
"Mmm" Owen said in his sleep, luckily Owen was a heavy sleeper Hunter thought as he stroked him, Owen rolled his hips thrusting lazily against hunters hand
The feeling of Owen fully hardening under his touch and the soft moans spilling from his lips began making hunters' own cock strain futilely against his gray sweatpants once again. As Hunter took off his gray sweats leaving his full, erect hardened member stroking it in sync with Owens as he finally pushed his thighs apart positioning himself inside the dark-hairs mouth, He let out a loan groan at the feeling of Owens warm mouth and couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be inside of Owen, he felt Owen gag on his hard cock in his sleep, making sure he doesn't wake up he slid out softly He pulled back and trailed kisses down Owens neck, sucking on his earlobe and nipping underneath his jaw. His dick was aching; he started grinding into the matress as he brought both of his hands to the back of owens thighs. He gripped them hard as he left open mouthed kisses down Owens body. He bit down on owens nipple when he got to his chest and groaned.
