Sire's POV
It felt new having someone sitting on your lap without bouncing and moaning. I've gotten used to having someone bouncing on me during sex and that was the only time when an ass met my lap. I had Eros sitting on me with his front body facing me.
His feet rested on the mattress as I held him close to me. So uhh, what the hell should I do? Should I make him talk or should I just wait? I was so not good at this comforting thing. I was more of a fucking thing if you know what I mean.
Eros felt so soft and fragile in my arms...much like a girls' but the girls I've been with were too dramatic and attention seekers and I know that Eros wasn't really weak. Ad (Hell), he can bust your balls up to your digestive system and make you digest them and lay them like duck eggs.
That was...horribly scary. When I was a kid I always imagined that when I eat eggs, I'll grow more balls. Damn, if only that were possible then I would sprout balls everywhere on my body and proudly shake them. I'd be like 'I can grow more balls than you can count and baby they are fucking jiggling.'
Hell yeah!
I snapped out from my thoughts when Eros shifted on my lap and bumped his head softly on my chest repeatedly. I never really thought that we could be in this kind of position when I recalled him punching me straight at the face when we first met.
"I wish love never existed..." Eros murmured.
What? Well that was random. I thought he was going to talk about what was bothering him?
"Love causes pain, love causes tears, love causes sadness, love causes anger, and love causes hate. Hate can make you hurt somebody, hate can make you insane and hate can make you kill so I think the solution is for love to never exist," he drawled.
I kind of disagree with him but I kinda understood the feeling of some parts of what he said.
I know what it felt to be hurt because of love. Pain from that very emotion made my heart feel like it was being torn apart slowly. The pleasure of loving someone seldom lasts forever but the pain of getting hurt because of love will leave you a scar that will stay for a lifetime.
So...
How do I express my thoughts on this to him and make me sound smart?
Christopher lend me your strength!
I can see the light!
"You know...love can make Christopher stand and bravely go inside the deepest and darkest caves," I told him proudly. Eros raised his hand and flipped me off with his middle finger.
I did my best...
But my best was not enough...
Both of us remained silent and I felt useless every minute. Maybe Eros experienced something really bad that made him see that way about love. Now don't get me wrong; I don't know much about romance let alone moving on.
I always have the worst luck when it came to that and that was why I became a fuck-loving asshole in the first place but then with what I feel now and with what I witnessed between my brother and Sam, I think love wasn't all that bad.
I think that love...was full of good things...beautiful things even and I hate to admit it but my brother had demonstrated to me how love can turn from a disaster to a happy ending. I've seen my brother give all his heart and only get it crushed by his deceased lover and when he met Sam, he was at it again.
I thought it was ridiculous seeing how much he got hurt. I always thought that love can only hurt you and make a fool out of you because of what I encountered with the bitch I fell in love with but with how the people around me expressed that powerful emotion, I was having a slight change of heart and when I met Eros, I was really confused.
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Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)
HumorAfter dealing with his younger brother's soap opera love life, Sire was ready to take up college. He took his reputation of being the number 1 "Pervert" and "Douchebag" with him to his university. Living in the dorm with a beautiful twink who spark...