Hating Desire (M×M)

Charles

He moves his hand from my chest towards my navel in slow , agonizing movements and then brushes his large veiny hands slowly over my dick and I whimper, the feeling of his hand sends rush to my dick, shit it's fucking difficult to not do that, because I'd like a release, it is not a very good idea to get off here and when I think about it, it's difficult to not move, I'm way too hard to ignore my dick and even a light brush or tug by Alex might make me more irritated and on edge. This reaction is only because it's been long since I last jerked off and I'd have the same reaction to aby other hand or that's what I've been saying to myself

He then removes his hand from my dick and moves it towards his dick, giving it a hard, slow stroke over hit pants, he then works his finger to open his button of the pants and zip to free his dick and he does just that. His dick is hard and veiny througout and wow it's huge, like fucking huge, nothing surprising since he's so bulked up and shit, it had to be this big, monstrous, and he has an uncut head , he then gives his dick a hard tug and then strokes in a slow but hard motion. I know all this because I'm shamelessly looking at his hand moments, I regret it when I look at him and find him looking at me, biting his lower lip and jerking off to me just above me. I feel weird, whether I should feel good or not, obviously I shouldn't be feeling good I'm fucking straight, I keep telling myself that but my dick literally has other plans. I feel embarrassed that I'm hard while looking at his face and him jerking off to me. A guy and that too my actual enemy who beat me up just yesterday, who is ruggedly handsome, no charles stop thinking that he's handsome asshole, he's your enemy. I keep repeating this in my head

He gives his dick a few more strokes and then comes so hard that I feel him shudder above me, he places his hand on the ground and again' hovers above me, breathing fast and hard.

I keep staring at him, he actually looks good right now, all sweaty and hot and sexy, wow I'm gay (I'm not, just kidding, or I hope so I'm kidding) he closes his eyes for a very brief moment and then he opens his eyes and looks at me with those beautiful grey eyes which are mesmerizing, he stares at me with such intensity as if he's looking right through me, my soul, my everything.

He moves down towards my face and I close my eyes as not to know what else he might do or that I'm not ready to make an eye contact when he's this close

His breath tingles on my mouth, I think he might kiss me and I should be opposing it but I'm unable to, he's so close as hell right now and I can't even shake him off. You might think that I know boxing and have a black belt in karate so I can get out of his hold but my hands and legs are so weak from all the running and being hard that I can't move an inch.

He moves his face to the side of my face and I turn my head slightly, he whispers something in my ear, which is not true and which is completely utterly nonsensical idea. The moment he's done whispering he bites down on my earlobe so hard that my skin might've cracked and it is confirmed when he moves his face away from me and swipes blood from the side of his lips and licks it, that alone is way too much to handle.

I scramble off the ground with all my might and push him on his back and run towards the other side where his car is parked, I would rather stay in woods then to be in his vicinity at all but I know I've to return home and the entire area is barren I won't be able to get any lifts from this area hence the only option is to get into his car and then I'll never see his face again, I'll avoid him through hell and heaven.

I run in different directions for a while just to calm myself down and to sort my thoughts and after what seems like 10 minutes I reach the car, I open the door and sit inside and try to calm myself down, this was intense and alot to handle and his words are revovling in my head like a mantra, I close my eyes and calm myself down by taking deep breaths.

He opens the car door and sits inside and starts the car, I look out of the window because I've no energy to look at him and I'm very much ashamed of myself already. I fall asleep again as I've spent all my energy on running.

Today was a very bad Idea.
And I regret catching this brat's attention, now all I'll try for the rest of my days in the college is to not mess with him and to avoid his attention as much as possible because I'd rather ignore him then to make him my new distraction and distractions are not good for my health as seen in the past.