He can't take it anymore.
This is making him crazy.
He needs to move.
The fucking piece of plastic needs to go deeper.
Fuck!
One more second of this and he'll combust by himself!
"Sing. . . Nnnghhhn. . . Where are you? Need you nnnghhhnnnnn ahnnn nooow!"
If someone had told Krist a day would come when he'd be doing phone sex, he would have given them an upper cut. But here he was, writhing on the bed, phone near his ear with Singto on the other line as he plunged a pink dildo in his ass.
"Just a bit more, Kit. I'm almost at the driveway."
Krist growled. The older male must already be driving in their subdivision. Yes. Theirs. For a month now, they'd been living together in a two-storey house Singto purchased. It even had a well-maintained garden and a small pond filled with Koi!
"You left the door open, right?"
"Yes. . . Yes. . Ahhhnnn Siiiinggg. . . Feels good."
"Kit, get on all fours."
Body slicked with sweat, Krist followed as ordered and continued touching himself as he left the dildo inside his twitching ass. "Need to move. . . Nnnnghhnnn ahhh mnnnnnn. . . Please let me ahhhh moveee."
"I'm on my way up. Did you properly prepare yourself?"
Hearing that the older male was on his way up, he almost cried in sheer relief. Although the dildo could fill up his ass, it was nothing compared to having Singto's hard cock inside him- nothing like a warm hard flesh wrecking his insides with every thrust.
"Yes. Yes. I'm so wet Sing I can feel the lube dripping down my thighs ahhhnnn. . . Ahhhhnnn. . Please. . "
The sound of the door being opened and closed made Krist's body tremble even more. Singto has arrived.
Rustling of clothes followed. He must be taking off his clo-
All thoughts vanished when his asscheek was suddenly smacked. "Ahhhhh!"
"Ahhhh. . . Ahhhhhnnnnn moooreee. . . Ahhhh!" His hips moved on their own as the dildo was pulled out and pushed inside his gapping hole in measured sequences.
Smacking sounds resounded as his cheeks were hit expertly.
It feels good.
It feels so good.
"Aren't you going to welcome me?"
Shit! Krist totally forgot! "Welco-aaahhhhnn home. . Loooovvee ahhhhh. . . Love youuuuu!"
A scream tore out from him when Singto pulled out the dildo and thrusted deep inside in one thrust. "FUCK ARGGHHHH! Ah yes yes yes! Ahhhhhhhh yes!!! Fuck me. Ahhhhhnnnn nnnghhhnnnn more. . . YES! Ahhh yes!"
"Love you too, Kit." Singto whispered while nipping his nape. "You're so wet I can move easily inside your ass despite its tightness. Such a good boy for preparing yourself for me."
"Sing. . . More. Please. Please." Krist sobbed.
With hands firmly holding his waist in place, Krist could not move his body away when he was pushed and fucked on the mattress.
"Ahhhnnnn ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhhh fuaaaack!!!"
"You feel so good. Ahhh. . This feels great, baby. You're perfect. . . Oh fuck! You're making me cum in your ass."
"Please. . . Please. . Ahhhhh ahhhhh AHHHHH! Harder harder please moooore."
"Shit! Fuck! Ahhh. . . That's it! Fucking cum with just my cock. Yes! Fuck yes! You love this don't you? Want me to go faster?"
At the prospect of being pounded faster and harder than he already was, his insides tightened. He heard Singto curse before his lips were taken in a bruising kiss.
"Ahhhn ahhhnnn ahhhhh. . . Love. . . You . . AHHHH Love you Siiing!!!"
"Krist? Krist?"
Rome's worried voice woke him up from his stupor. With dazed eyes, he looked at his friend who was holding his hands on the table.
In front of him was the piece of paper that shook his world.
No.
This is not true.
Just a dream.
A nightmare.
Singto would never leave him. Not like this.
"Krist please say something. You need to say something."
What can he say? What was he supposed to say?
Yesterday, everything was perfect. They said 'I love you' like they usually do to each other. Kissed like there was no tomorrow. They fucking slept in each other's arms!
So why did he wake up with a freaking note on their refrigerator's door telling him to keep the darn house and that he had a bank account with a monthly allowance?!
Being led to a voicemail every time he dialed the bastard's phone number was not helping him keep his sanity.
What kind of sick joke is this?!
His initial reaction was shock. When his calls did not go through, he became angry. Now that Rome had arrived, he was in denial. This couldn't be true.
This is not real!
Krist felt his eyes sting. Then, droplets of tears flowed freely.
No! Crying would make this real.
Crying would make Singto's abandonment a reality.
And yet, he couldn't stop himself from sobbing. It was like something heavy and humongous was dropped on his chest. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't speak.
He needs Singto.
He needs his Singto!
Without any words, Rome hugged him to his chest.
They were so happy. They made plans of adopting a little boy. They were looking forward to celebrate their second month living together. Tickets were already booked and his leave was approved.
They had so much planned!
What happened?! What went wrong?
"It's okay, Krist. Everything will be fine. You'll reach him by tomorrow. Maybe he'll call you tonight."
No. Nothing's fine.
Rome's words were lies.
All lies.
The fucking piece of paper in front of him proved that Singto had left.
If it was another normal day for them, the older male would have kissed him goodbye and would have promised to return for dinner with an estimated time of his arrival.
Singto would have never left without a single word.
Not if he had plans of returning.
Not if he wouldn't abandon Krist.
"Maybe something happened. Just. . . Just calm down for a bit. I hate seeing you like this." Rome also started crying.
Krist silently sobbed.
Are breakups really this painful? Why does he feel like his heart had been ripped out off his chest?
It hurts. . . Everything hurts.
He feels like he's being torn into pieces.
No. Worst. He felt like he was being burned alive.
"I love him. I love him." He repeatedly cried out as Rome hugged him tighter.
This is but a joke, right?
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