The Hole Where My Heart Used To Be.

We're all alone.

I had never felt anything like this before. Not with anyone. I felt so close to him, and not just because I was connecting with him physically. I can't even begin to explain it.

David grabbed my hands and placed them on his hips, then returned to holding onto my shoulders.

At first he held on loosely, but as the activity we were both engaged in ensued, his grip tightened. I buried my face into the crook of his neck where I planted soft kisses.

He moved his waist on his own. The room heated pretty quickly as our bodies collided together softly and carefully. David took his time and went pretty slow. Every now and then a soft whimper would escape his mouth and penetrate the air, and I found myself letting out a few low groans of my own.

David hunched over and rested his head by my ear as his body jolted and his grip on my shoulders tightened even more.

As he toppled over the top of his climax, I fell over mine. He let out a heavy breath and pulled himself gently off of me. He struggled to stand for a moment but he managed to stay upright as he pulled on his underwear and jeans. He walked off to the bunks where I guess he passed out in his.

I pulled on my clothes and went into the bathroom to clean myself off. I headed to the bunks and climbed into my bunk where I soon fell asleep.

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I opened my bleary eyes and looked around at my empty bunk. I rubbed my eyes until they adjusted and the smell of eggs and bacon surfaced from the kitchen.

Damn, I hope this isn't awkward.

I could hear him moving around in the kitchen and walking back to the bunks. His bunk rustled as he rummaged through it and he grunted as he left.

I took off my ruined shirt and hid it in my bunk and slipped on a plain white shirt and made my way to the kitchen.

David hovered over his plate, "Have fun at the party last night?" I asked with a laugh. He looked up at me and laughed nervously, "Yeah. I barely remember anything from last night though." He answered going back to staring blankly at his eggs.

I guess he was having a weird black out last night and for some reason that stung my heart and made it difficult to breathe. "There's another one tonight I think..." He trailed off taking a bite of the eggs.

I nodded and fixed myself a plate of eggs and bacon. I looked in the fridge and grabbed a monster to drink. I set my plate down and sat across from David. "You gunna go?" I asked as I began to eat.

He nodded "Yeah." He answered as he finished off the bacon, "Alright, well don't stay out too late." I laughed as I continued to eat. "What did you do last night?" he asked me as he stood looking out of one of the windows.

Shit, think Kyle, think!

"I waited up for but you took too long so I went to bed. I had a few to drink so I don't remember much." I lied as I put my plate in the trash. His attention suddenly switched to me, "Oh, really?" He asked as he looked me dead in the eyes, "You don't remember a thing?" He questioned.

"Nope, not a thing." I answered as our eyes locked onto each other's, mine were targets and his were missiles and it was too late to run.

He stared at me intently and I could feel my stomach wanting to push the contents it held back out. "Oh." He said finally as he walked past me and into his bunk to get changed.

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"Good night Houston!!" David yelled into his mic. "Good night!" I yelled as well. The crowd went insane as we left and I hear girls screaming our names and telling us they loved us.

"I'm gunna head to the bus. Try not to stay out too late David." I teased as I left.

I climbed onto the bus and shut the door, walked back into the hang out room and turned on the tv to watch a movie. I was just in time for the Shaw shank Redemption.

I sat back and relaxed onto the couch, I guess I relaxed a little bit too much, falling asleep just as the warden decided to shoot himself.

And moments later, actually several hours later I was woken up by David who was once again in my lap.

He looked down at me with his red glossy half lidded eyes. He slowly removed his shirt, tossing it to the side. "David, stop, you're drunk." I said softly as I tried to get him off of me. He shoved me back and proceeded to unbutton his pants.

"David. Stop." I said again, this time a little more rough. "Shut up." He demanded quietly. I did as I was told.

I didn't feel like being his drunk fuck-buddy though. I thought he would want more than this. I thought it meant something. I thought he loved me...

David grabbed my hand and kissed every fingertip. Caressing his face against it, he placed it on the side of his neck, sliding it softly down to his chest and down to his bellybutton.

He looked at me as he guided my hand down even further until finally he turned my hand palm up and pressed my fingers to his skin and sliding then into his briefs.

He closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath as he came forward and kissed me, a lot more gently than he did last night. His tongue carefully finding mine and engaging in a softer wrestling match.

He removed his hand from mine once I had began to do what he had wanted me to do. I could feel his moans against my lips. He would occasionally pull away to catch a breath that he couldn't fully get through his nose.

I had yet to hear him call my name, and that's what I wanted, I wanted him to call out my name like he wasn't afraid.

I moved my hand a little faster as we continued to kiss. I picked him up as best as I could and turned around so that way I had him laying down on the couch and I was bent over him.

I pulled my hand out of his briefs when he began to shake. I pulled off his jeans and underwear and tossed them aside. I pulled away from him and walked to the bunks.

David sat up and watched me. I looked through my bunk and grabbed a condom from a box I always kept just in case.

I returned to David who looked at me and watched me as I undressed. He watched as I put on the condom and approached him, placing myself on top of him. He leaned up and kissed my neck as I carefully entered his body.

He whimpered softly as he dig his nails into my back. It didn't hurt that bad though. To be honest I kind of liked it. I pushed into him a little more and then retreated softly.

As I slowly thrusted I closed my eyes and imagined what his face looked like right now. "Say my name." I whispered, "Kyle." he whispered back.

"Louder." I whispered, "Kyle." He repeated a little but louder. I sped up my pace and asked him again to say my name. "Kyle." He whimpered "Say it like you're not ashamed of me." I asked of him again speeding up a little bit more.

He scratched my back as he tried to push my name from his mouth. "Say it." I demanded. "Kyle!" he moaned. "Say it!" I demanded again "Scream it!" I told him. "Kyle!!" he managed to yell.

If you were close enough to the bus you would have heard both of us.

David fell back onto the couch out of breath and I pulled away from him carefully and went to the bathroom to clean up again.

I came out and David had clothed himself and went to bed in his bunk. I sighed and got dressed again like I had last night and I went to bed too.

I'll make sure he remembers tonight when he wakes up in the morning tomorrow.