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"Caught in the riptide
I was searching for the truth
There was a reason
I collided into you

Calling your name in the midnight hour
Reaching for you from the endless dream
So many miles between us now
But you are always here with me

Nobody knows why
Nobody knows how and
This feeling begins just like a spark
Tossing and turning inside of your heart
Exploding in the dark"

-'Here With Me' by Susie Suh ft. Robot Koch

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Chapter-9

Timmy floated back home. Unaware of the steps, of the streets, of the direction he was taking, he just moved on instinct. Not knowing how, not caring either, finally he reached home. Closing the door of his room behind him, he leaned against it. Dazed and divine, that was how he felt. Skin tingled with the flesh memory of JingYu’s skin; shiver ran through his body every time he thought of the embrace.

The cold touch of the skin; the strong and wide frame of the body; the musky tang of sweat…… JingYu…

It was pure JingYu and he had wrapped himself with that essence. The way the scent of earth clung to the air after the first rain of the season, JingYu’s smell was clinging onto him, seeping through his pores, mixing with his blood.

His breath sped up.

The drops of perspiration sliding off that white neck, bypassing that delectable mole……hands like manacles pinning down Timmy’s wrist on the mat…….thighs wide apart…….the divide of the arse pushing back on Timmy’s hardness……..the inflamed face with all its dominance and vigour staring down at Timmy…….

A moan rose from the pit of his inner being and escaped into the darkness of the room.

Hot. Everything was hot. The air. The room. The memories. His brain. Like a fever.

Timmy’s ran his right hand through his messy hair and began to glide it down. Fingers trailed over his neck, collarbone, pecks. Another moan when they grazed over a covered nipple and went on moving down…down…down…

Then it stopped at his belt buckle. He opened his eyes to the light and shadow collage that swirled through the ceiling. He needed JingYu. He needed him now.

Paused fingers resumed their wandering and entered into the forbidden land of pleasure and bliss. Timmy’s knees almost buckled when his hand cupped the bulge in his jeans. His hips gave an involuntary jerk, pushing his hardness into his palm more snugly.

He staggered to the bed and climbed up. Fingers clenching unclenching the bed sheet. Through the haze of his arousal he dived for the bedside table at the same time taking off his t-shirt. Lube in one hand, he lied down, face up. Once the belt was gone, he proceeded to get rid of his jeans. Lifting up his waist as he lowered the jeans, the seam of the zipper grazed over his cock and his limbs gave away. It took him way too long to do the simple task but finally he was sans his jeans and his boxers.

Buck naked. Spread eagle. On the bed. Moaning and breathing hard.

Precome was pooling over his lower abdomen where the cockhead was lying. He could skip the lube but he didn’t want it to be a quick wank session. He wanted to make a night out of it. He opened the bottle cap and scooped up a generous amount.

Resetting the pillow so that it was right below his neck, thus lifting up his head, he looked down at his manhood. Through the grayish darkness he could see the glistening head of his cock, leaking copious amount of clear liquid, asking to be taken. Timmy bit his lips at the sight. How would JingYu’s cock look like?

The thought alone made his cock grow even bigger.

Lube slicked hand wrapped around the searing hot hardness. Adjusting to the sudden pressure, Timmy began to move his hand up and down to spread the lube evenly. Once done, he took a moment to lie more comfortably, bent his right leg with the foot planted on the bed and began stroking.

His foreskin had already retracted, revealing the head partially. Now he pulled the skin down even more to expose the head fully. More precome dribbled down the slit.

Stroke down to the root.

“Aaaaahhhh…”

Pull up to the tip.

“Mmmmm….”

Press the heal of the of palm against the shaft while squeezing it with the rounded fingers.

“Uuuhhnnnng….”

He untwisted his left hand from the bedsheet, dragging it over his hipbone, inner thigh and finally reaching his balls. Deft fingers began to roll the heavily hung orbs, pushing his arousal to the threshold of ecstasy. His right hand never once stopped it’s stoking all the while.

“Ohh…ohh…ohhhgawwwd…..”

Timmy’s back arched up the bed.
Nearing the edge quicker than he liked, he squeezed the base of the cock again, delaying the inevitable for the moment.

Pull up…pull down…stroke evenly…swipe the thumb over the slit every third stoke…

“Ji-aaah….Jing…Yu….mmmmhh”

Lube mixed with precome emitted a squelching sound every time the cock pushed through the hole Timmy’s hand created. His hips bucked up every now and then, pulling and pushing the cock.

“JingYu……JingYu….”

Push up the palm…press the fingertips down on the underside of the cock….twist the fingery hole at the tip…

“Oh...yessss…….yess…..JingYuuuuuuu……”

Palm sliding down…..wet squelches adding fuel to the sinful bliss…

“Jing…Yu….ohhhh, oh God…..JingYuuuu…”

Breathing hard, arched back, neck bare, both the legs bent now, Timmy took off his left hand from where it was rolling and fondling his fuller balls and trailed it up his torso to his left nipple. Thumb and index finger teased the hard nub, poking it, squeezing it, grazing it with the blunt nails.

“Aaaahhhh….nooo…mmmmmm…ohhhhh Jinnnnn….please….ta…ke me…..please…..”

Cock sliding up and down the palm in a frantic speed; balls painfully tight.

Left hand went back to his balls to cup them once again. Whole body had heated up to the point of burning.

JingYu’s skin….JingYu’s eyes….JingYu’s touch….JingYu’s smile…..Jingyu Jingyu Jingyu JingYu JingYu….

Timmy’s eyes flew open, whole upper body arched up….

“Jingyuuuuuuu………aaaahhhhhhh.”

White hot seed shot through. Droplets of come landed onto his stomach, some reached his chest and most of it spilled into his hand that held the still weeping and spurting cock in its cup.
With limbs like jelly, Timmy sank back to the bed. Yet to recover his breath.

Glazed eyes stared up at the memory of JingYu hovering over him.

“I love you….”

A swishing murmur dissipated into the darkness.

“I love you… I love you….I… love… you….”

Two fat tear drops suddenly appeared and rolled down the sweaty, heated skin.

“I love you, JingYu….”

XOXOXOX

JingYu stood in front of the bathroom mirror and stared intently at his reflection.

It was almost 2:30am, half an hour since he got home. After Timmy left, he stood there on that bridge for hours. Staring into nothingness, trying to face the volcanic eruption of his emotions.

“It is wrong.” He told his reflection.

But you want it. His reflection answered back.

“But I should not.”

And why not?

“I’m not gay!”

Does it matter?

“Of course it does!”

Is Timmy just a body to you?

“No! No, he’s not. He’s not. He is so much more….”

Then what is it?

“I should not drag him down.”

What makes you think that you will?

“We are poles apart, in every way. And he is so young and promising.”

You can be his strength too. Do you want to?

“I think I do….but how?”

Don’t push him away.

JingYu swallowed as he watched the glass misting up again.

“But….I’m not gay….I never have been…It’s not how it is supposed to be.”

Love is love.

“What? No! This is not love! No. Absolutely not! I just- I just like him….a bit…that’s all.”

Then what are you afraid of?

JingYu held the edge of the basin and dropped his head. His world had gone upside down within the time of a few weeks.

“Falling…I am afraid of falling.”

Why?

“I can’t give in to his whims. He is too young to be serious.”

You have no right to decide that. You hardly know him.

“But what if…..what if he changes his mind and decides to leave?”

Can you ensure that it won’t be you who would leave first?

His head was throbbing. He grimaced. Nothing was more difficult that to face one’s conscience.

“I…I don’t know.”

Then?

“Then what?”

Let it be….

He slowly wiped clean the mist and stared at himself, trying to decipher his own heart.

Same face. Same expression. Same body. Same presence. He was same as before.

But not quite….not really….

Something had changed. But what? Did he look gay now?

As soon as that thought occurred to him, he wanted to slap himself hard. What kind of fucking stupidity was that? Jesus….he was losing his mind along with all his senses.

He exhaled through his nose and twisted his neck to get rid of the cricks. He wouldn’t think about it anymore. Would let the time decide for him. Yes, that was what he was going to do.

He was going to let it be.

Leaving the shower and taking off the towel wrapped around his waist, he slipped into a pair of boxer shorts. He was done thinking about the boy for tonight.

The memory of two arms holding him, cheeks touching almost flashed through his mind, leaving goosebumps on its wake.

Fuck.

He looked back at the bathroom pitifully, not willing to take another cold shower in this dead of the night. But wanking was out of the question.

Oh hell!

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A/N: So, umm, this is my first time writing wank scene and I didn't do any specific research, either. If it feels laughable, then, please excuse this poor soul's ignorance.😥