Subject: 6

He stifled his screams as his lover thrust himself deeper and stronger than any other day.

It seemed that he had it all planned out. Without a word, he was swiftly dragged into his car and he found himself in some resort.

There were no words exchanged. Before he could dominate the situation his lips were forced opened by his lover’s tongue and his shirt buttons, pants button and zip could pop out of their seams by the frantic jerks of his lover’s hands on his clothes. His struggles were futile but he was weeping to his lover to –

“Stop,” he pleaded, pushing his lover away, tripping over some clothes and landed hard on the bed. He hid his face away from him, his body wracked sobs with painful regret, still pushing away the arms of his lover who was trying to hold him. Finally with one more effort, the arms wrapped around him in frenzied triumph, facing him outwards and lifted him to a sitting position.

“Suman..” his lover whispered. Andy had learnt a bit of the same language before and said the same word – but now all he ever wanted was to hear his voice. Still weeping, he moaned in protest, as he felt his lover’s hand stroking his member and he fought back his response.

“I wanted to ask you after you met my ex-wife and the children…but you were so quiet. I cannot tolerate outbursts in the car too, so…I’m really sorry.”

He moaned at every syllable of his voice whispering in his ear, teasing him with little gnaws on the outer lobe of his ear, feeling the warmth of his tongue into his ear.

He understood. Andy was in the campus but he was too angry to notice his silver-haired friend who immediately walked into the teachers’ room when only he was around. Andy loved anything he would buy but all Andy ever did was to pull his tie to choke him as a threat after worming the truth out of him – and Andy was struggling to hold himself in check after successfully grabbing a guy by the tie almost too close to the lips. He came in just in time.

“But it was my – aah!” He gasped in shocked as he felt him so deep and painful..but it had only been one week..was he losing it? “B-but i-t – wa-s m-a-i f-ar –“

“Fart? Yes, it is so. Because you do not eat proper,” came the teasing tone, almost sadistic, ignoring all cries of pain. “We’re alone,” he grabbed his young lover and whispered into his ear. “Scream.”

At first he was screaming in hatred at himself for being extremely unreasonable, crying his apologies at the same time, taking every deep thrust as a punishment but his cries softened and let out an incoherent sound as he felt the thrusts got shallower.

“I cannot, while you are like this.”

“No!” he pleaded, grabbing his lover. “I’m sorry!” he was weeping again. “I don’t know how to..it’s..i like what you do..i’m..i can’t..”

The warmth of his arms, the all-too-familiar feel of his lover’s body soothed his cries.

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Morning.

Hans wondered why no matter how hard he tried, he was not in the mood, instead he was moving away from his lover. He apologised, telling him that he really wanted to but did not know why he was feeling so down.
His teacher’s cellphone rang.

Suddenly Hans was gripped by a chill. He thought he heard a voice..."Sensei..” he murmured, looking in concerned at his lover who had went paler than usual.

This time Hans stifled a different type of scream – a scream of horror.