Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

S e n s e s

March 2nd, Sunday
Steve's POV:
I literally cannot breathe. It's thundering and lightning outside tonight. I think there's a tornado somewhere. It's gonna rip this house in half. I'm gonna die.

I tremble and cry in my bed. I'm sweating, I think I'm gonna pass out.

When I try to find something to put me back down all I see is the darkness in my room, the lightning outside, and the light from the Netflix movie on my TV.

I hear my phone ring, it sounds so loud in the silence in my brain.

"Hey, are you doing alright? Anyone with you?" Soda questions me.

"No." I try to pull air in so I can push it out. It doesn't work very well and I sob.

"Where's Two-bit?" He sounds frantic.

"He's at Dally's house, you know Isaiah's not home, I'm not going to Maggie or Mom." I tell him.

"I'm on the way." He lets me know.

"Ok, thanks." I sniffle.

When we hang up my head hurts and I flinch at the grumbles of the ground. My stomach decides to lurch and I feel nauseous.

I feel helpless my trembles worsening at every second until I feel like I can't move. He texts me "I'm here, come let me in." I manage to make it to the door and back to my room. Him closing the door, before my knees buckle and I hyperventilate on the ground.

"I can't breathe, I can't." I tell him.

He starts taking my clothes off me. I'm covered in sweat.

"Yes, you can." He rubs my shoulders helping me calm down.

I feel my briefs coming off of me,
"what are you doing?" All my anxiety comes back.

"You peed yourself, baby. I'm not gonna hurt you, calm down." He wipes some of the sweat off of my face before leaving me on the floor, butt naked, to go put away my clothes and run a bath.

He comes back helping me get up and get into my bath. He takes a towel and washes me.

"If I would've known, Two-bit wasn't here I would've came over way before any of this could've happened." He tells me.

"I wish you would've." I tell him, "I love you so much. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He glances at me before quickly diverting his eyes, "I love you too, Steve."

I sigh, this is so sweet. Him taking care of me.
I feel like I'm gonna cum myself. What?!

"You're so cute." He lets my hair.

"Thanks." I look away, this feeling building. I moan, covering my mouth.

"Feels nice?" He smiles.

"Yeah~" I whimper, letting out a sigh of frustration.

"You don't even know what's going on." He laughs.

"Soda, I'm about to cum myself~" I tell him.

"I know, look." He points at my cock.

The tip bobs in and out of the water, I'm humping the water!

"Ew~" I whine before throwing my head back and biting my lip as I release my load into my bath water.

When I'm done I immediately stand up, Soda handing me my towel and laughing.

"That's so gross." I shake my head.

"I thought it was pretty hot." He sits on my bed, as I get dressed.

"Absolutely not." I laugh, sarcastically. I do feel a good bit better though.