hetero :: yuwin

eleven

11 | eleven
third point of view

yuta almost barged into his room, throwing his bag to the side and locking the door behind him.

he pulled his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the hard bulge in his pants, slowly slipping a hand past the waistband and into his briefs.

any horny teenage boy who managed to cover himself for an entire school day deserved a reward like this.

he searched up explicit videos to watch, nervously watching the first one that caught his attention. he didn't care what it was, as long as it was of a man and a woman.

however, it did nothing. he even felt squeamish at the girl who endured the pain she was clearly going through.

at this point, yuta was completely confused. what was going on?

out of curiosity and slight fear, yuta changed to a familiar link.

chinese gay porn.

yuta slid his hand out of his pants and watched the video unfold. he gulped harshly.

this looks gross, he thought to himself. look away. look away. look away.

he didn't.

he watched the video, and stared at the two men who moved quickly but quietly as they showed no emotion; only lust.

it was very similar to his dream, but that was something he'd never admit to himself.

yuta found his hand slowly sliding back down to his pants, but before he did anything, he quickly turned off the video and chucked his phone across the bed. he sat up straight, staring with wide eyes at the wall in front of him.

he was frustrated, and he was in the midst of an existential crisis. for once, he needed to give himself time to think.