CARNIVORE [MxM+]

Chapter 31 (18+)

Tycho Black.

I can't focus in class. I'm so out of touch that people point it out, and the only thing I tell them is that I'm excited for the game so they leave me alone. But it's a damn lie, and it's not just my brain that's excited.

What I saw this morning won't leave my mind. But for some reason, I'm not feeling the way I should be. I think of Riley and Xavier in that bathroom. Then I think of me in the doorway. And then I think of how unfair it is that I'm only standing there. 

The thought of myself in either of their positions pierces my mind, making me shift my legs to sate the growing arousal. I try to tell myself time and time again that I shouldn't be thinking this and that I should be disgusted. But I'm so fucking attracted to the thought of them that I can't sit here anymore.

So I get up and leave. I ignore the questions that are probably being asked in my direction and head for the bathroom. When I get there I'm alone, and ideas start to form involving my certain feelings. But I breathe deep and remind myself that this is a public restroom. If Alexei were here, though, that would've changed everything. 

Alexei. How the hell can I think of Riley and Alexei at the same time?

I slap myself in the face once, then twice. It works and the pain distracts me for a moment. I checked my phone for the time. I still had another seven hours before the game. This was going to be hard- no pun intended. 

And it was difficult. Difficult enough for me to send a quick text to Alexei by the time my next lecture ended to meet me in his car. Luckily he had parked in a more secluded area far away from the building. I sat in the backseat, leg bouncing from impatience. I only had to wait twenty minutes, but it felt like hours. So by the time he had actually arrived at his car, I wasted no time in opening the door and pulling him inside. 

I took his bag from his hand and threw it into the front seat then flipped us over. 

"Woah, Tyke-" I placed a hand in his mouth to shut him up because if I'm honest I wasn't in a talking mood. I needed more. His eyes were wide but trusting as he looked up at me, looking almost angel-like in the way his hair fell onto the seat under him. The sun provided just enough light to see my reflection in his eyes, letting me view the hunger that swirled in my own. I needed him so fucking badly it hurt. 

Keeping my left hand over his mouth, I pulled up his shirt to his chest with my right and quickly got to work. My mouth hovered over his hip before I remembered what he had done to me in my room a day prior. I was a little afraid to hurt him, but I had a weird feeling he'd more than appreciate it. 

I sank my teeth down hard into the skin over the bone and ran my fingers down his torso. He moaned before bucking his hips violently. I guess the plan worked. His lust became obvious when the front of his jeans grew and he began to squirm. More thoughts clouded my judgment. I kissed and sucked every spot I could more and more and grinded my own hips down on his harder and harder before I realized it wasn't enough. I fucking need him.

Between kisses, I began to tell him what I had seen that morning and how badly it was affecting me. 

"They- fuck, they really didn't check to see if you were home? They're usually- shit, Tycho, slow down- they're usually more than careful-"

"No, Alexei, you don't get it." I felt my face grow hot at what I wanted to admit to him, so I shamefully buried my face in his stomach before clarifying. "I wasn't mad that I caught them. I'm mad that I didn't join them." I lifted my head just enough to look at his reaction. And to my excitement, he wasn't mad. He seemed more than into it.