Blind With Lust *Anniversary Edition* --REWORKING--

Chapter 10

I

After spending a long time alone, crying myself dry into my pillow , I heard the door creak open.

"Augustus." I heard my mom say sweetly.

"What?" I mumbled through the pillow.

"What's wrong?" I heard my mom walk closer to my bed, placing herself next to my body.

I turned myself over, revealing my red face to my mom. " You know."

"I do but I don't know why your acting like this? You never acted like this before." My mom questioned me with sorrow in her eyes.

"I guess after so many years, it is just hitting me now."

"I understand." She placed her hand on my back, and started rubbing it, making me feel a little better.

"Mommy?"

"Hmm?"

"Why does he hate me?"

"Oh don't say that Augustus. He doesn't hate you."

"Really mommy? He hates me so much." I stared at her, seeing if she actually believed in what she said. I could tell, she didn't even believe in her own lie.

"Come. I'll show you that your dad loves you." She said, pulling my arm to come with her. I stood solid on my bed. I didn't want to get up.

"C'mon!" She yanked me.

"Okay fine. I'll show you though."

II

We went down stairs, me with my red eyes, and holding my mom's hand.

She started leading me to the living room, where I could here my dad and Adrian yelling over the football game that was on play.

"C'mon!" I saw him yell at the screen, sitting back down.

"Honey?" My mom said.

"What?!" My dad responded, annoyed. I could see Adrian into the game as well, not once looking at us as we were talking.

"Honey?!"

"What do you want?" He yelled, looking at us with an angry face.

"We need to talk."

"About what?"

"Your son."

"Adrian? What's wrong with him." My dad said, ignoring the fact I was right next to my mom.

"No! Augustus." She pointed at me.

My dad just stared at me with the same angry face he had. "You had to disturb my football game to talk about him." He pointed at me.

"Yes! We need to talk."

"What's there to talk about? He's a faggot." My dad said. And when he said it, I felt myself hurt by that word more than usual. I mean I was a "faggot" but I never thought I would hear it from my dad so harshly.

"Richard!" My mom yelled.

"What? He is. And he ain't no son of mine. Look. He is even crying like a bitch, right Adrian." My dad nudged Adrian, and he looked at me, my eyes full of tears, and he just agreed. He fucking agreed.

"Right, just like a crying faggot." Adrian said. It was then when I yanked myself from my mom's grip, and ran towards the door, and I started running.

III

I was running for half an hour almost, forgetting that I had no shoes, was dressed in just my briefs and t-shirt, and was completely lost.

I didn't care, though. My heart was broken by what Adrian said. I was still crying, sitting down on the curb of the street.

I stood there for awhile, compiling my feelings together, and stopping myself from crying even more.

Bzzz. My phone vibrated. I slowly took my phone out of my pocket and saw the number was Adrian's.

"What the fuck do you want?" I coldly said to him.

"Where are you?" Adrian sounded worried, but I didn't give a damn. It was fucking good that he was.

"Away from you. Go fuck yourself!" I yelled.

"Augu-" I hung up the phone before he could clean up the words he said with lies.

I started crying again, and with my eyes full of tears, I saw a light coming from the distance.

The light came from a car coming closer. I brought my feet in from the road, and the car passed me by.

But then I heard the breaks, and I saw the car reverse slowly back to where I was.

The car window slowly went down. " Come inside." The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't see who it was, and didn't want too, from where I was sitting.

"Fuck off pervert!"

"Get in the car." The voice said more stubbornly. "Or i'll come outside and bring you in."

I slowly stood up, and just let myself be capricious and opened the door.

I entered worried, but my worries were settled when I saw who it was.

It was Damian.

IV

The car ride started of silent. Every so often he looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Why were you on the streets alone?"

"It's none of your business." I told him.

"Well, since your my business for now, I think that it is my business to know." He talked back, keeping his eyes on the road.

"I ran away from home."

"Why?"

"My family was acting stupid."

"How?"

"Stop asking me questions!" I yelled at him. He then stopped the car.

"Get out." He stood looking forwards.

"No!" I said.

"Then are you going to fucking tell me?"

"Fine... They hate me cause... I... act gayly." I started crying in front of him. I covered my face. "Is that what you want to fucking hear!"

I let myself cry into my palms, and around me I could feel the mood change.

"I'm sorry." He said, wrapping his arms around me. We stood there for awhile until I stopped crying, and then he started driving again, going back to the silence that I actually welcomed dearly.

"Where are we going?"

"To my house. I'll take are of you for a while, until your relationship with your family gets better."

"I don't think that'll ever happen." I mumbled.

"Well, I guess I have to keep you forever." He chuckled.

V

We arrived at his place at 11.

"We are here." He said, opening his door, and walking over to open mine.

"Thanks my prince." I joked. He started chuckling as I grabbed his hand.

He led me to his front door to the nice small house. I was greeted by his mother smiling at us both, and a silent atmosphere.

"Damian, who is your friend." She asked with a wide smile on her face.

"This is Augustus, my friend."

"Nice to meet you.." I stood my hand out.

"Ms. Clarkson, but you can call me Clara."

"Thank you." I said.

"Enough of the pestering mother, I want my friend to not worry too much."

"Oh shut up Damian." Clara said, jokingly slapping Damian on his shoulder.

"Well, let's head to my room."

VI

I followed him up his stairs. He went to the first door that came up, and opened it for me.

I slowly entered, not knowing what to expect.

I was greeted by a nice arrangement of a room I ever saw. Everything was so organized.

"Wow." I said astonished.

"Mi casa es tu casa."

"Thanks." I said, sitting down on his bed.

"Damian, go to bed honey." Clara entered through the door, and left a second later.

"Yes Mom." He said. "You can sleep on my bed, i'll sleep on the ground."

"No! No. I insist that you sleep on the bed."

"No, it's fine."

"Come here," I said, patting a side beside the bed, "You can sleep here."

"Fine." He gave in. "Let me change to my PJ's first. Do you mind if I change here?"

"Not at all." I said, aroused by the situation at hand.

He slowly started to take off his shirt, showing his fit body. Adrian had a nice body, but damn was Damian's a lot sexier. He then slowly took off his pants, revealing real tight briefs hugging his junk.

He looked at me and chuckled. " You like what you see?" He questioned, coming closer to the bed.

"Uh....huh..." I responded totally out of it. I felt my member get so erected, and it was then I remembered that I was only wearing my briefs.

"Your friend really likes what he sees, and so does mine." Damian came closer to my face, and slowly started to kiss me.

I started kissing him back, and he was so sensual with his kisses. He started nibbling on my lips, and flicking the top of my lip with his tongue.

I slowly stopped him, pushing his chest away. "I can't..."

"Why not." He said, going in for another kiss.

My mind was wondering. Should I stop? I was pissed at Adrian, yes, but was it right? My mind kept pondering, and as I was pondering, Damian was already naked on top of me.

"I want to fuck you Augustus." He whispered lustfully as he started to kiss my chest. I didn't even realize that he also took the liberty to undress me as well.

"Fuck me." I gave in, and he did He thrusted himself in, and he wasn't gentle like Adrian, but I didn't complain too much.

"Fuck Augustus, you are so tight." He moaned as he took me, every thrust more powerful than the other.

"Fuck me." I moaned through his hard breathing.

He was an animal. He thrusted so fast, but it felt so good.

"I'm going to cum Augustus." He said, taking out his cock and shooting his load over my chest and stomach. As he came, I came for myself as well.

Damian then fell beside me, panting so harshly. I then cuddled up to his chest.

"Damian... that was amazing." I complimented him.

"I've been told many times before. But besides everyone else, you are the most fun I had with someone in bed." I felt honored by hearing this. I slowly started to kiss his chest, which was still sticky with sweat from the sex.

"Augustus I love you." Damian said, as he slipped away into sleep.

"I wish I could say the same thing."

I then slowly drifted into sleep as well.

I didn't dream that night, but I was living my nightmare and fantasy.

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