9 (2)-Addicted

Brandon's pov

We went at it again yesterday. Multiple rounds again but we ended up doing slightly more since Rett decided to stay over since he wouldn't have work today since it's Good Friday. Surprisingly, he'd rather stay over at mine than his family, but maybe he already has plans with them during the weekend, no idea, it's not like I'm curious to know either.

We had been sleeping and we both woke up at a similar time. He had put on his pyjamas just like he brought them that other time. I wonder why he brought them this time, did he already know that he was gonna stay for the night?

Pyjamas or not. I still find it strange that he wears pyjamas to go to bed even if it gets ruined anyways. I mean what can I say I am pretty intense.

"Morning," I say first as I stretch.

"Morning, you're leaving for work soon?" He asks.

"Yeah..." Shit, I totally forgot about work.

"Ah, I guess I have to leave." He says as if he's used to this by now but...I've got other plans.

"Don't leave..." I say weirdly insistent.

"But your work..." He says hesitant.

"It's fine I'll call off for today. Weren't you the one that said I deserve a break from time to time?" I smile.

I know it isn't the wisest choice but I don't care right now. I mean I'm sure there's nothing wrong about enjoying having fun with him for a bit longer. Besides, I'm already excited at the prospect of my new emerging ideas.

"Yeah?" He smiles brightly upon realizing what is going to happen and I almost regret my choice but it's too late now.

"Do you have any plans today?" I'm not saying because I'm curious, it's just because.

"No actually, my family dinner got rescheduled to tomorrow, so I'm all good for the rest of the day." He smiles.

Family huh? So family is important to him. Nah, why am I bothering with that?

"That's good because I plan on doing more naughty things," I smirk mischievously.

"Really?" He seems surprised as he becomes flustered.

"Yeah"

We both look at each other in silence for a while before I talk again.

"We're all sweaty from last night. How about we take a shower?" I suggest.

"Together?" He seems surprised even though I know we already took a shower together before, hm but I plan for way more than just a cleaning session.

"Yeah, ever did it in the shower?" I smirk suggestively.

"No?" He says confused but excitement glistens in his eyes.

"Well, I will make you know what it is." He blushes madly at that.

"Oh..." He smiles growing excited.

I come closer and take him by the waist. Then I make him put his legs between my waist and I lift him off. He gets cut off guard by that and then proceeds to blush madly.

"Brandon..." He says suddenly seriously and I don't like that idea too much but decide to take it lightly.

"Yeah?"

"Nothing..." He mumbles as if losing confidence in what he meant to say. Good, 'cause I don't want to hear it.

"You sure it's nothing?"

"You're...you're strong." He says hesitant but seeming impressed.

"Yeah, I guess I am," I say nonchalantly.

"Do you go to the gym?"

"Actually no. Should I start working out?" I grin growing amused at the idea.

"No...you're perfect just the way you are." He smiles earnestly.

"How sweet." I kiss his cheek and he smiles.

"Now let's go for real!" I say eager to change the strange intimate atmosphere.

I start moving with him hooked around my waist like a damn koala. It really is something else but I let him do it. While we move around, I take a condom in my drawer even if I know how annoying it would be in water. It's for precautions anyway.

We get in my bathroom and I realize how tussled his hair is.

I try to get him off me but he won't let go.

"Rett...get off now," I say firmly.

"No..." He says whining.

"Fine...."

I move to step in the shower, damn he is a bit heavy. I'm definitely not used to carrying so much weight with me.

I turn on the shower and cold water starts spraying on us, we both shiver but it warms up quickly.

"Ok, seriously get off now or else we won't get to do it," I say firmly at how ridiculous this is. This isn't what I planned.

"But..."

"What? You think we'll make it in that position? We still need to wash each other." I say playfully but deep down I'm growing annoyed by this.

"Ok..." He gets off and he gets even more wet from the water coming out of the shower head.

He stands under the water facing me. Obviously, we are both hard. I'm not surprised as I get hard at basically any human contact.

He comes slightly closer and kisses me all the while having our dicks brush each other.

I give in and use my tongue, turns out he does too. He starts moaning.

I brush our bodies even more to create even more friction.

"Mm," He moans at the sensation.

The water still falls on us and it makes the scene of me even more lubricious.

I stop kissing him to breathe and he only pouts in return, disappointed.

"Disappointed?" I smile through my voice seems short of breath.

"Yes.." He admits shyly.

"Wanna go all out or just suck each other off?"

"Um..you think we could make it?" He asks unsure but I'll gladly let him one that we totally can and we will.

"Yeah, we totally can," I say confidently.

"Oh...um we could..."

Ugh, the feeling of our dicks brushing each other off is overwhelming. I need some stimulation!

I put on a condom and then I move a bit just to have the tip of my cock in line perfectly with his ass, so I can tease his butt cheeks. I do so and it startles me, he moans in surprise and hangs on to the shower wall. I like this view even more.

"Oh, Brandon! Why are you teasing me like that?!" He whines. I smirk and laugh.

"Why not?" I tease.

"Get it in..." I shut him off.

"You want me in you that bad? Who knew you'd love being so full." He just groans in return. So impatient but I love it.

I push into him slowly as I get easy access because we fucked so much last night.

He cries out in pleasure and pain but mostly pleasure I'm sure.

I start moving in and absolutely love the feeling of his tight hole squeezing my cock.

He continues to moan and I can only groan in return.

I fasten my pace and he seems to enjoy it.

I notice his neglected cock upfront is completely hard demanding attention.

"Stroke your cock for me." I downright say.

"What?" He says caught off guard.

"Do it," I smirk and without a second thought, he takes his cock in his hands.

He starts stroking and immediately, I find the sight so sexy even if I don't have complete access from his front.

"Yes..." I breathe out.

I hit his sensitive spot to gain even more pleasure.

"Ah, Brandon!" He moans loudly and I groan.
Argh, why does it sound so good when it's him who's saying my name? I doubt anyone else can match him.

"Yes, say my name!" I say urging him to do so.

"Brandon!" He moans out as he still strokes his dick all the while taking me in so perfectly.

I continue to hammer him for a few minutes, he comes first and eventually, I come in him but not bare, as I have a condom.

After I do so, I slide off the used condom which falls on the floor. Yeah, that's nasty but who cares? I'll throw it away later.

"Liked it?" I say panting.

"Yes..." He smiles softly and then the water turning colder reminds us that we should wash ourselves, we must reek of sex after everything we did.

"Well, now we better...wash that butt hole of yours." I tease still breathless and he flushes.

"Yeah..." He agrees a bit tired out.

I take my bottle of soap and spread it all on my finger. Then I proceed to start putting my fingers in his asshole.

"Oh!" He yelps in surprise.

"Didn't expect that?" I grin teasingly.

"No...I didn't think you'd actually wash me." He says embarrassed and surprised.

"Well, today is your lucky day." I smile.

I continue my motion to wash him and I'm relieved to see his ass is mostly untouched thanks to the condom, good to know it works underwater too. Though I'm sure having a clean butt will feel much better, after all, it does get pretty dirty when we go at it after a few rounds.

"Wish you would be full of my load?" I tease.

"Yes..." He admits embarrassed and that surprises me a bit but I don't let it move me.

I continue for a little bit till his asshole is completely clean.

"Now we can wash each other on our own."

"No...I want to wash your back..." Oh...that's a bit intimate, isn't it? Ah, but I shouldn't think too hard about it.

"Ok..."

Indeed, he ends up washing me basically everywhere and I do too to make it fair.

Well, that's something I've never done before.

And eventually, we finally get out of the shower and dry ourselves with towels.

"I want to make you breakfast." He says suddenly certain and that surprises me a bit.

Oh so he's planning to stay over longer, this is strange...So I guess he wants to do it like the other day? It was awkward on Monday since we both had work and all, and I must admit his cooking skills were kinda good...I can't say the same about me, I can barely cook for myself, and I live on takeout.

Argh, but all of this food talk is making me hungry, oh fine why not give it a shot again?

"Yeah sure," I say quickly and that seems to surprise him. Oh, so he thought I'd say no.

"You sure?" He asks surprised.

"Yeah, I'm kinda hungry anyways, I bet you're too," I say nonchalantly and he smiles awkwardly.

"Yeah, I am,"

We get out of the bathroom, I land him some clean clothes in the meaning and we both get dressed.

Then, he goes straight to the kitchen and immediately starts cooking breakfast without asking for any help as if he knows this apartment's small kitchen by heart.

Damn, he's used to this is he? How big is his family? Must have a big family to know how to cook, I mean it always seems that way online.

I sit down at the nearby table and wait there awkwardly. I don't know why but this time it feels more awkward than on Monday because the context of us having to go to work is not there.

Is it strange that it feels weirdly intimate? But it's just breakfast.

Regardless, more quickly than I thought he's done cooking and we eat together. It's strangely silence, it's awkward, even more so as I take a bit of the French toast he made.

Oh, is it insane to say it's melting in my mouth? How did he manage to make it taste good when everything in my apartment is mediocre at best?

He smiles expectedly.

"So...do you like it...?" He smiles lightly.

"Yeah, it's good, how did you manage to make it good when all my kitchen appliances are mediocre at best?" I ask more impressed than I should have let on and his eyes light up.

"Oh, I'm used to cooking, cooking is big at home, I cook often for my family but...I haven't cooked for others in a while..." He says embarrassed and I frown.

Family, again family...This feels so awkward. I've never talked about this topic with my past flings before.

"Cool, I can't say the same about me," I say chucking awkwardly and he looks at me confused. Shit, I let on too much, this is not good.

"Really how come?" He asks suddenly growing curious and I know I've fucked up, I must change topic.

"Hey, how long do you plan on staying?" I say and he frowns surprised at having been interested but he doesn't say anything about it.

"For as long as you want me, why? You want me to leave?" He asks suddenly sad but the idea of him leaving feels strange, through this awkward atmosphere is too unsettling for me.

"Well, I'm sure you've got other plans, so..." I say trying to diverge the discussion, he seems visibly unpleased but he doesn't argue against it.

"Ok...and we'll see each other tonight again...?" He asks weirdly seeming a bit down but I ignore it.

"Yeah, same thing as the other days," I smirk already looking forward to tonight, he smiles lightly but his smile seems weirdly strange but I don't bother with it.

And not long after he leaves.

Gosh, that breakfast was awkward. I'm so not used to this after sex.

I can't seem to recall the last time someone cooked for me....and now he's done it twice. Will it become a common thing? I kinda hoped not if he's to bring up family again but
I must admit he's good at cooking, too bad I can't say the same about me.

-------

Not working today had been strange, to say the least, but I decided to take this chance to do my groceries and do my stupid house chores. It was boring.

But finally, this moment of boredom will come to an end as it is now Friday evening and Rett is on his way for me

Not too long after I hear a knock on my door. Immediately I open it and greet him with a kiss. I try to reach my hand on his ass but he pushes my hand away. Huh? Why is that? He seems in a bad mood. Why?

I try to kiss again but he pushes me away.

"Rett...?" I say confused but he doesn't say anything, he seems weirdly off.

I try to enact something else but he pushes me away.

"I thought you wanted this? Why are you pushing me away?" I ask confused but suddenly I look up to his eyes and he has tears in his eyes. Seeing him cry makes me feel bad but I'm more concerned about why he's rejecting my advances.

"Stop this..." He simply says eyes filled with water and I frown.

"What do you mean, isn't it what you wanted? You came here for this, am I wrong?" I say growing agitated that he seems despondent.

Suddenly he looks directly at my eyes and seeing him cry is a concern but I'm more concerned about the sudden serious atmosphere. He's now looking at me with a strange cold look.

"Brandon...don't you ever wish to do anything more than have sex when we're together..?" He says strangely coldly and I'm slightly taken aback.

"No, why would I? Why would you want to do anything else, you know what I want." His eyes turn even colder and suddenly...He snaps.

"Brandon...I'm not just your boy toy, who you can call whenever you want to! I'm sick and tired of it! I don't want to be just your boy toy!" He snaps hurt in his voice and he lets the tears run out for real.

I look at him cut off guard by that and I freeze.

What the hell did he just say? He said he's a boy toy... Where does that suddenly come from? He seemed to have no issues but now he's suddenly blowing up and...Do I really treat him as if he's just a mere toy to play with? I never once thought...

He seems quite vexed, in a foul mood.

Oh gosh...I fucked up, didn't I?