All the sinners crawl

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At the curtain's call

It's the last of all

When the lights fade out

All the sinners crawl

"Here we are," Zee announced, putting Saint's bag on the floor next to the couch. Saint looked around the one-bedroom condo unit and found it wasn't as messy as Zee implied. "What would you like to do?" Zee asked as he picked up some dirty clothes and threw it in the hamper.

"I would like to go to sleep," Saint said.

"You're... you're sleeping here?" Zee stuttered.

"Can I?" Saint raised an eyebrow.

"Of course! Of course you can! Let me change the sheets and you can go to sleep," Zee's cheeks were red and Saint thought it was adorable.

"Don't change the sheets," Saint grabbed Zee's arm when he passed him.

"Don't change... the sheets?" Zee's still looking so confused.

"Hm. Do later," Saint said.

"O-okay. Just let me get a pillow and a blanket and the bed's all yours?"

"You're not sleeping with me?"

"I'm... I'm sleeping with you?"

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

"Ye-yes, I would like to sleep with you!" Zee declared. "Wha-what's happening? I'm so confused right now..."

"Do you need me to spell it out for you?" Saint stepped closer until their chests pressed together. "We're sleeping together... tonight," Saint exhaled the last word against Zee's lips.

"For real?" Zee whispered as if he's unable to truly believe what Saint was saying.

Saint nodded, "For real."

Apparently, that was all it took for the demon inside Zee to come out. With a twist of his wrist, Zee grabbed Saint's forearm and all but dragged him to the bathroom. Zee undressed Saint as if he was participating in a race. It was fast and clumsy that Saint couldn't help but laugh. Then Zee hurriedly undressed himself.

When they were both unashamedly stark naked, Saint teased, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

In response, Zee grabbed the sides of Saint's face and proceeded to eat his lips, sucking and biting them like he was starving for years.

Saint felt breathless not only because Zee seemed intent to inhale his tonsils out but also because it was the first time his naked body a.k.a. his unclothed dick touched another guy's bare penis. For all his bravado, Saint has never done this before. Well, never done this with another person. He has experimented on himself, yes, and he liked it.

"Stop," Saint gasped, unable to bear Zee's seductive undulations against his body.

Zee froze and looked afraid. "I'm... I'm sorry..."

"Shh..." Saint combed Zee's hair with his fingers. "I just meant let's shower na..."

Zee looked relieved. He opened the shower door and helped Saint inside. This time, he was gentle. His hands, soft and tender, soaped every inch of Saint's body. He started with Saint's face down to his neck and shoulders. Saint giggled when Zee cleaned his armpits. When Zee was finished with his arms, he spent an indecent amount of time on Saint's chest, teasing his nipples and sides. Saint moaned and tried to mimic Zee's actions but he was not very successful as Zee played with his body, making his limbs go weak.

Saint's cock was weeping for attention and when Zee finally wrapped his soapy hand around it, Saint cried out from the electrifying sensation.

"Fuck!" Saint gasped as Zee speeded up, his hands slid themselves behind Zee's neck and up to fist Zee's hair.

Zee slipped his free hand in the space between Saint's ass, touching and teasing his rim.

"P'Zee!" Saint panted. "P'Zee!"

The pad of Zee's finger coaxed Saint's opening to part and give way to his intrusion. It was too much. When Zee's hand twisted around the head of his cock, Saint lost it. His body convulsed as he painted Zee's rock-hard abs with his cum. As the last spurt left his body, Saint leaned back on the tiled shower wall. Zee knelt to continue soaping his sensitive groin, his thighs, his legs and finally his feet.

With half-lidded eyes, Saint watched Zee wash himself perfunctorily avoiding his red angry cock which had been standing at attention for quite some time. After Zee washed away the bubbly residue and cum from their bodies, Saint straighten himself and took Zee's hand in his.

"I'll take care of that," he said, giving Zee a slow seductive smile as he dried them both and led Zee to the bedroom.


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