Chapter 12
"Baby, you should never be lonely. But if you are gonna be lonely, be lonely with me"
*Ben's POV*
It was Sunday, so I didn't have to go to Jupiter that night, thank God. However, I had to pay to Snake on Tuesday, and I still didn't even have half of it. Bruno paid me really well, but these days he had been really busy with his classes and we hadn't done much. Also, my shift as a waiter for the other day had pretty much gone to waste, since I didn't finish, no stipend.
Walking out of a public bathroom in the train station with 50 bucks in my pocket and a sore ass, I headed to the streets to look for my next client. So far I'd made some money, not many clients but for some reason I was feeling exhausted and my head was throbbing again. With a soft sigh, I looked at the sky. "Please don't let me pass out right here, I beg you"
Soon, I felt a huge void in my stomach, that took my breath away. I was starving and I had to take a hard decision.
- Should I eat or be eaten? Ugh! That sounds gross – I asked myself. Hearing an immediate huff behind me
- What about both? – a rough voice talked. Blond, disheveled hair and dark eyes shining with lust
- Bruno? What in the peanuts are you doing here?
- I know where you move, the cheapest things can be found around this district. Food, rags, whores – I stood there, mesmerized. Should I be happy that he knew where I work? Or be upset 'cause he just said I'm cheap? Not that any of the things he said are false – I know a decent place around where we can grab something to eat. Wanna come?
- Uh... I'm working. I'm a whore, remember?
- I told you we'd do both, but food first. I need you to have lots of energy for what we are doing later – he said with a smirk and started walking... with me following him, of course.
A small Chinese restaurant came into view as we were walking, I hadn't noticed it before. Usually, I work on the other side of the district. But it was also good to be on this side, Snake's people didn't hang around this area and would go to rattle me out on him.
We had a delicious serving of chicken lo mein and fried rice that filled up my stomach till my heart was content. Bruno seemed quiet the whole time. Not like he talks much, but it was a different kind of silence... like when you are preparing your soul to face hardship.
- Is everything all right? – He looked up with a bored expression, almost telling me things were not fine, but certainly not putting it into words – you are acting differently
- Let's get going. I have to meet someone
- With me?
- Hell no. You'll be eaten alive if you come with me. Get on – he motioned towards his bike, handing me the spare helmet
We arrived at what looked like a very expensive hotel. Bruno walked to the check-in, they had pre-assigned a room that was already available for him, he got the card to open the door and turned to look at me
- I need you to go ahead and wait for me in the room. I have business to take care of, but I'll be there shortly. Just don't go breaking shit, take a good shower so I don't have to taste other fucking geezers. You copy?
- Uhh... y-yeah. Wait! Ho-how do you open with this – his scowl showed irritation
- Frickin' figure it out – he turned with an annoyed look, leaving me with the key
- What the fudge, Bruno!
Figure it out? Meaning maybe break the thing? Ugh... darn. Something didn't seem right, and I was too dumb to understand Bruno's mixed signals. I got to the suite, a very 'spacious room'. However, my mind was on Bruno's lonely expression, he looked like a lone knight fighting on his own, his personal battle inside of him, his heart shielding it all. My uneasiness was suddenly overthrown by a strong headache that made me see the stars, the became a numb feeling that muted the world. Taken aback, my throat dried out and I had to run to the bathroom to empty out my stomach. Good job stomach! Only good food and you waste it... time for a shower.
The slam of the door could be heard over the noise produced by the hairdryer. I quickly turned it off and peeked outside of the bathroom. Bruno was leaning against the door, a unique darkness hovering his eyes, the same eyes that caught a sight of me and made his whole form stalk to me and grab my hair to join our lips on a rough, hungry kiss. A kiss that quickly lead us to the bed, out of breath and reason – yes, Bruno always put me in the mood with just a kiss. But his roughness was a turn-off – the soft silky sheet greeted us, sticking to my still wet skin, my robe being pulled away from my body by Bruno, whose knee was between my legs, pressing against my center. Bruno was having trouble to take the robe off all the way, the belt on my waist was giving him a hard time since the pulling made the knot impossible to undo.
- Shit! The fuck is this?! – he yelled frustrated – Fuck this, don't need you naked to fuck you
- Wait, lemme do it – I was flipped around and was facing down, my butt held high by a strong grip – Br-Bruno! Hold o--- His deep thrust took all the air out of my lungs and made me yelp in surprise. It felt tight and painful – hurts! Owww... Bruno! Ah!
He didn't acknowledge me, or my yelling for him to slow down. Or maybe he did, when he got fed up with my whining and covered my mouth with one of his hands while the other one kept my hips in place to maintain constant and strong thrusts. My eyes burned with tears, not because of the pain – somehow it was bearable – but because I couldn't understand why he was being so aggressive and violent. His climax came soon after and his member was pressed as deep as it could go, making me squirm and contract my belly.
- Dammit! I can't feel your skin with this – he took the belt in his hands and pulled hard from two sides, until it tore, bruising my waist in the process. The robe was finally on the floor and my hot skin got exposed. His long fingers traced my spine gently, till they got to my nape and his palm came in contact with my back, slowly sliding to my shoulder, then to my chest, his whole form coming down, chest pressed against my back, still inside me – This is better... I can feel you now
- You... y-you're being too rough
- It's ok, I'm not moving now... see? You know my shape... - his hard member was pulsing inside of me, begging for friction, but Bruno's hips didn't falter. I lifted my left arm to feel his head leaning in the crook of my neck, ruffling his hair gently, his voice humming content. He was like a humongous baby
- C-can... Can I turn around? Ple-please? – His left hand took mine and switched to the other side of his neck. Next, he took my left leg and bent it, so he could pass it between our cores, without pulling out. Finally, my arms were able to hold him tight and my hips could meet his a lot better. I thought that was what he needed the most, no questions... just a tight embrace. A parachute to stop his fall.
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