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His body was overwhelmed,
and he wanted to both close his eyes to rest, and keep them open to watch Raja.
It took a long moment, but looking in the mirror sobered David enough to push
his softened cock back into his pants.
    Raja had already buckled up his belt and was now
watching David with a sly smile on his lips. There were still creases where
David had clung to Raja’s T-shirt, and David couldn’t comprehend everything
that had just happened. He was still elated yet so deeply ashamed of the things
he’d said. He actually said the F-word out loud. This was bad. All of
this was bad. From the evidence of his sperm on the mirror to Raja’s cum on his
hand and face.
    But then he noticed the worst of it all. There was
cum on his purity ring.
    He was so deeply disturbed that he didn’t notice
Raja approaching until the warm hands were back on David’s chest, unbuttoning
his shirt, as if to let out all the heat gathered underneath the fabric. And
there was a lot of it. If it were winter, there would probably be steam coming
off him.
    “I… I mean…” David had no idea what he meant
anymore. Everything was upside down and inside out.
    Raja looked up at him briefly and opened a black
marker, smirking. “Yeah?” he asked and drew a circle around David’s nipple,
creating an oval mark.
    David’s lips parted and he looked down, so
completely confused that he needed a new word to describe his state. “I don’t
usually… like, I don’t at all…” He glanced back up into the most handsome face
he’d ever seen. All that hair on it only added to Raja’s masculinity. Nothing
like his ex-school friends, who were only barely beginning to shave.
    Raja finished writing a string of numbers across
David’s chest and dropped the marker to the floor, his gaze penetrating deep
into David’s mind. “You will if you call me on that number, sweet cheeks,” he
whispered and caressed David’s face gently. He was smiling, and while he’d said
such horrible things earlier, there was no trace of that kind of aggression in
him now.
    Maybe this really was a dream, and he was about to
wake up. That’s what sometimes happened. You think a dream is real, and then it
gets weirder and weirder until you realize you’re actually dreaming.
    David glanced down his own chest again and the
sight of the gold chain with a cross he’d gotten from his mom was like a slap
in the face. There he was, dirty after he’d actually asked another man to
fuck his mouth.
    “Oh… okay,” was all he could muster, and he pulled
his shirt back together, so the tiny Jesus on the cross would stop giving him
that accusing look.
    Raja grabbed David’s neck and nipped on it gently.
“Call me,” he said before letting go and heading to the door. When David heard
the lock open, he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to beg Raja to stay or go.
    But Raja left without looking back. There didn’t
seem to be a single doubt in his body. Confident and take-charge was everything
David wasn’t.
    “No…” he moaned to himself when he looked to the
cum-stained mirror again. He rushed to the door and locked it. He needed to clean
up as soon as possible, and he would start with scrubbing his purity ring. This
wasn’t actual sex. This was a slip-up. A dirty, sloppy mess that maybe did bend
the rules, but didn’t break them.
    It would never happen again.

Chapter 3
     
    “He swallowed it all like it was mother’s milk,”
said Raja, purposefully referencing something that Blade could connect to the
event they were attending. If the straight guy wanted to ask questions about
gay sex, he needed to be prepared for all kinds of answers.
    Blade hissed and backed off. “That’s fucking
nasty, man! With a face like that? You’re making this shit up.”
    Raja looked around to make sure no one was looking
at them and pulled out a bit of David’s tie from his pocket. “Guys are easy as
fuck. They all just want to get off the same way you do.”
    “What?” Blade frowned