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To Wear Pants, Or To Not Wear Pants

The Latino tells the Russian to close his eyes.

What else is he capable of doing?

Then the larger boy thrusts in, hard.

The porcelain-skinned boy moans loudly as the other goes in and out.

The smaller one screams and he gets a hand clamped over his mouth.

The boy chomps down on it and his partner giggles, “You have to do better than that, Waldo.”

Waldo tries to laugh but breathes heavily instead. “Don’t fucking call me Waldo, Eddie.”

“Okay fine, Aleks. Now shut up or I’m going to punish you.”

The thing is, Aleks’ partner is completely unaware that Aleks wants to be punished. That he wants to be chained up and fucked senselessly. That he wants his sick fantasies to come to life. It’s all the boy ever dreams of: James’ tongue flicking the head of his hard cock, while Eddie’s does magical wonders pursuing a journey into his anus. Both of them making Aleks feel divine pleasure, just like he always wanted.

The natural light leaks through my eyelids and the first thing I am able to express is confusion. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUH-“

“ALEKS SHUT THE FUCK UP I’M RECORDING YOU ASSHOLE!”

“OH, sorry!”

I groan. Even my fucking dreams know what’s going on. What pieces of shit.

I get out of bed, put on a gray t-shirt, mess with my ‘hair’, or as much as I have left of it now, and go to our kitchen for breakfast.

I hear someone cough behind me and I turn around to see Eddie waltzing over and bumping into me. He giggles his weird-ass, yet cute, giggle. Holy fuck, why did I just say cute?! Whatever, I know I’ve been thinking that for months now.

“What?” I ask impatiently. Just because I have a man-crush on my best-friend does NOT make it okay for him to be a complete dick.

“MAKE ME BREAKFAAAAAAAST!!!”

I groan again. “Fucking Goddammit make your own.” I mutter as I pull two cereal bowls out of the cabinet. He just stares at me with a smirk on his face. “Yeah, stop staring at me like that. I already know that I’m taking out two bowls just- ugh.” What the hell are you even saying Aleks.

“It’s not that Aleks.” He says, cocking his eyebrows as he looks down to what I guess is my crotch area. I slowly look down.

Fuck, I’m not wearing pants.