[He chose this. Maybe he deserves it, maybe he doesn't. Bryan's not sure he's in any position to say what anyone should get out of life, but all he knows is that he chose this. He'd been told what kind of guy Kavinsky was, what he's done and could do, but he hadn't cared. He liked him. It was easy being around the other guy. He didn't feel pressured to be good. Didn't have to follow any rules other than what he set for himself.
For the first time in his whole god damn life, he was just Bryan. Himself. All that good clouded his judgement and got him into this mess. Now he was being fucked, hard, after he's already come and sensitive to the point that it no longer feels good. The man in and over him was teasing, laughing, and Bryan wasn't doing anything to stop it.
It was degrading, bordering on humiliating, the way Kavinsky had chosen to bring up Nate - someone he couldn't stop thinking about now. Nate would probably even understand why Bryan was doing all this. Still, he knows when it's all said and done, he'll forgive Kavinsky anyway. No matter how this makes him feel.]
H-hurry up. [Because he's done. He needs this to be done.] Hurry up.
[Bryan rolls his hips, clenches and moves, tries to push Kavinsky faster towards an orgasm.]
i shall not tell a soul
For the first time in his whole god damn life, he was just Bryan. Himself. All that good clouded his judgement and got him into this mess. Now he was being fucked, hard, after he's already come and sensitive to the point that it no longer feels good. The man in and over him was teasing, laughing, and Bryan wasn't doing anything to stop it.
It was degrading, bordering on humiliating, the way Kavinsky had chosen to bring up Nate - someone he couldn't stop thinking about now. Nate would probably even understand why Bryan was doing all this. Still, he knows when it's all said and done, he'll forgive Kavinsky anyway. No matter how this makes him feel.]
H-hurry up. [Because he's done. He needs this to be done.] Hurry up.
[Bryan rolls his hips, clenches and moves, tries to push Kavinsky faster towards an orgasm.]
Hurry the fuck up.