SIN

scene 4

I don't know what happened. It was just a lazy afternoon. His parents were out of town because of some sort of church program. He called me, told me he wanted to hang out, play video games, the usual stuff.

It was halfway through the afternoon when the atmosphere changed. We were playing Call of Duty on his brand new Xbox. The ice was melting in our empty cups of coke. There's even left over chips on top of the coffee table.

It just happened, I guess. First, it was just glancing. He'd look at me, I'd look at him. We'd smile at each other. Ha, he's such a dork. Next, it was touching. Nothing sexual. Just touching. His thigh would press on to mine. His shoulder slightly bumping mine.
After awhile, his hand place itself on top of my knee. Slowly going up to my thigh then back down. I didn't mind, it was normal. Normal. Pfft, what a lie.

He took my controler away from me. He said something about taking a break. A break. Yeah, the sort of break where we just kiss and hug.
We were kissing, just sweet smooches but when I opened my eyes I found a glint in his. Something dark. Something malicious.

Today he smells like pepermint. I like that scent, it suits him. His hand touches mine and wraps them around his neck, pulling me closer towards him.
I felt his lips leave my mouth and travel down south where he kisses my neck. "Wait" I wanted to say, but my mind was foggy and all rationalities were slipping from my finger tips.

"Ah!" I gasped when he bit me. He's never done that before. It was starting to turn alarming. "Al, I think we should stop." He licks the spot where he bit and said "Why? Don't you want it?"

I pry away from him. "We should really stop, Al." I tell him but it seems like I'm talking to deaf ears. His arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me down with him. His back hitting the sofa with a soft thud.

"Call me by my full name." I heard him whisper to me. "I want to hear you say it." He proceeds to kiss my neck and move down to my collar bone.
"No." I curtly said.

"Yes." He licks up back my neck and I felt his hand snake up my shirt.
"Alejandro, stop."

His other hand moves downwards, slipping into my jeans. I gasp in surprise and begin to struggle. "This isn't funny, Al." I try to roll away from him but his grip on me was strong and my body felt too static-y. "It's okay, Max. Just relax."

No, I can't relax. Not with him doing weird things to me. Not with my body feeling weird all over. My actions all came to a stop when I felt something poking on my thigh. My face heated up instantly when he began grinding onto me.

He was kissing my earlobe. His right hand running up and down my sides. His left hand squeesing my butt. And his hips roughly grinding me. "Fuck" I breathed out, when I felt myself grow hard from the constont friction. "Fuck. No. Stop. Al."

"I don't want to stop." He said. "And I won't stop." His right hand leaves my sides and grabs my face, forcibly smashing our lips together. He bit down onto my lower lip and forced his tongue into my mouth.

We were panting by the time we pulled away. I felt his hips buck up and mine unconciously grind down. "Call my name again. I like hearing it from you." I pressed my body hard against him and groaned. His finger was now practically rubbing against my hole.

"Say it" he suddenly growled. His voice going an octave lower. It sounded so hot, I couldn't help but moan. It thought he was going to touch me more when all of a sudden, he stopped.

"IF you want more," he grunted into my ear "then say my name." I bit my lip and rotated my hips on top of his. "Say it."

"Ah-Alejandro."

He smirked. "That's right." Al suddenly sat up making the bulge in his pants more evident. He made me kneel in front of him and started unbuckling my pants. "Suck on to this." He ordered me and placed his right hand in front of my mouth.
I took one finger after another into my mouth as he began to roll up my shirt and kiss my chest and stomach. He took one nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it. He bit down on it before moving on to the other one. When I got his fingers all coated with my spit, he pulled his hand away and dropped my pants.