Fighting This =LGBT= Sample

14 The Regret

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Stefan woke up with the worlds biggest hang over. He thought he was going to die from it. Really. His obituary was going to read - Was the first idiot to die from the worlds worst hangover because a gigantic-puppy-like-ass got him drunk at a strip club.

Groaning Stefan found his glasses and finally sat up gripping his pounding head seeing a pill bottle and a water bottle sitting on the table beside his bed.

He dropped the pill bottle twice and cursed every dirty word that he could think of. Which was basically like the same three swear words over and over in different order.

Then after he took two pills downed half the bottle of water he stumbled into the bathroom and turned the shower onto the hottest it would go. He just wanted to stay there forever. Under the hot spray of however many damn shower heads there were in this ridiculous penthouse.

Standing there he was half assed trying to suds up his body but mostly he was just trying to make his raging hard member to stop throbbing.

Leaning his left hand on the shower wall he tried to take care of business in the usual way but his head was pounding.

Groaning he put his head under the spray and started to really get into it. His body was finally over powering the headache and feel good. His fingers curled around his hard member with the slickness of soapy suds and hot water was so damn good as he stroked. Slow, from root to tip then back with a twist that had him whimpering.

Most of the suds were gone from his body and he felt good. His muscles flexing as he let his fingers rub over his tip an then stroke back down as he moaned softly.

He was starting to pant as the memory of being on top of Dane naked and feeling that confusing twitch from below him. Then feeling Dane push him down onto the bed and kneeling over him like he had. It had been so hot.

Biting his bottom lip he pressed his chest to the wall and lay his cheek against the wet tile as he stroked himself faster. Arching his back and was about to reach back to touch himself but then suddenly he heard the door to his room open.

"-don't care we gotta go man. If he is going to come to the weigh in with us we have to get him u- Stefan man where are you!" Ace's voice shouted out.

"Damnit Ace he-" Dane's voice growled suddenly but was inturupted.

Stefan had stiffened just about to release when he heard the door open and that had caused him to jerk away from the wall and straighten up but the soap on the bottom of the shower caused him to stumble.

Gasping he reached out fast and grabbed a shower head to stop himself from falling. For a moment he had won. He had stopped from falling. He had saved himself from utter humiliation and disaster.

Then the shower head broke off...

"AAAAAAGGHHHHH"

Stefan screamed as he fell in the huge shower. And because it was one of those bathrooms that were big and full of tile his voice was like he was in an ampatheatre.

He hit the tiles hard on his hip and his arm causing him to cry out in pain and curl up on his side and grip his hip. Gasping for breath he was seeing stars and getting half drowned by the damned shower heads.

He was too focused on his pain to hear the comotion that was happening. But suddenly the shower was turned off and he was coughing from the water and gripping his hip and arm in pain. Just as suddenly there was a big fluffy towel thrown over his naked body and hands on him.

Blinking up he realized that Dane and Ace were asking him if he was okay and where was he hurt.

"h-h-hip...rm...arm..." Stefan was getting the breath back slowly that had been knocked out of him.