Pretty Boy

Everything I Need is Right Here By My Side

                         Part 3: Loving Him
                                 Was Red

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Contently feeling warmth and joy from the body that's wrapped around me, I try to melt into its comfort and slightly open my eyes as I take in the sight of a fully naked Hogan laying right next to me. Fuck.

I don't really know if I should panic or be amused as to how we ended up here because I'm pretty sure there isn't anything that happened last night that led to us being naked, but fuck, if that doesn't mess me up.

Hogan just stays there and holds me a little firmer, which made me instantly freeze as I stay in the position of him being behind me.

It's already morning from the way the sun is shining right at us, yet I'm still feeling tired and exhausted. It only took a few minutes before I feel sleepy once again, but then, as I'm about to close my eyes, cold lush lips start lingering their way through my neck and I'm met with dashes of kisses from him, making me fully awake.

The way his lips brush against my bruised skin instantly comforts me, and I can't help but be lost in the sensation of his pivotal marks. I should probably say good morning to him because I am definitely feeling that way already, yet I couldn't and I just let my body collide with the semblance of his touch. His hand then started tracing its way through the hotness of my body and slid it through the inside of my boxers, which left me incredibly stunned.

My dick is met with the warmth of his hand and it instantly perks up in interest from all the attention he's giving me. All he's making me feel right now is pure sex, and with the way he works me in a teasing way, just turns me on even more. His hand stroking my hard-on and his lips dwindling on my neck. I couldn't help but be more aroused from feeling it all. My fantasy only lasts a few more minutes though, as a sudden ring hits my ears. Damn it.

My head is just so caught up with everything that even as Hogan releases his hold around me, I'm still left with the lingering feeling of him being wrapped around me. My craving became even more unbearable as we formed, and I couldn't help but be annoyed by who that person at the door could be. I just forcefully turn my head from my position and try to look for Hogan.

He'd already left from the bed, which made me kind of disappointed, but instead of sulking, I lazily try to force myself to stand and make my way to go see who's at the doorway.

I didn't even bother to put any of my clothes on, so as I meet the eyes of the guy who's standing on his steps right now, all I can think about is shock and confusion in my head.

Heath is just there examining my nearly naked body and he exchanges his gaze between me and Hogan.

I've been hanging out with him for the past few days, and though he already told me that he's bisexual and kind of digs the thought of me being with him, I couldn't really show any interest in it. We're just friends. That's all. Which is why it was really awkward for me when he suddenly kissed me when I was drunk and hanging out with him. I couldn't really put my thoughts on it because even though I'm sometimes desperate for someone to want to be with me, I couldn't really bring myself to be interested in anyone other than Hogan, which is why I left him. And judging by the way he's looking at me, I could sense that he's not satisfied with my rejection.

Quickly, I try to reach the nearest clothes that's hanging near the stairs and put it on. He's already turned his attention towards Hogan, and I couldn't be more curious as to what they're talking about as I walk into the noise of their topic.

"Hey. What's up?" I say, trying to cut off their conversation.

Hogan just looks at me from where he's stood, meanwhile Heath smiles at me and greets. "Hey," he starts. "I was just looking for you."