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Live, Love, Lose - 43. Chapter 43
The sun had just risen and nothing had changed that night.
Karl’s eyes were hurting from the lack of sleep, but it didn’t matter. He had managed to get some sleep but not that much… And during that time, he had a weird dream.
He saw a brown-haired teen cry, surrounded by four stone walls. He realised after a while that it was the boy he had already seen in his first visions, the one who looked like George. He was lying flat on his stomach, completely bare on a stone floor, and he soon noticed there was another boy above him, and his heart dropped in his stomach as he realised they were doing the same thing as what had happened a few hours earlier. Except that the one above doing it was the other blond boy who looked like him. It had him wake up with a start.
His body was all sweaty, causing him to sigh. He realised George had left the room as he took a look at his surroundings.
His heart skipped a beat as he suddenly thought about the worst. What if he had run away like last time and if he’d find him, he would be all beaten up on some dark street? Or what if he had tried to kill himself again?
He sighed again. He couldn’t help worrying about him and it left him somewhat amazed. He couldn’t be mad at him. He just wished they could communicate properly.
He left the bed and got dressed. He was ready to go and look for him when the door opened, revealing him. Shivers ran down his spine as their eyes met and his heart skipped another beat.
George glanced away as he was looking utterly embarrassed.
“I’ve brought some food to you. Although I know it won’t make up for what happened…”
Karl didn’t know what to say, so he kept his mouth shut. They remained awkwardly standing like this without a word for a while until George broke the silence.
“I think it’s better if I leave for another while.”
“Nej!” Karl exclaimed before he could make a move. “Stay.” His tone was firm.
George sighed.
“I’m sorry, and I mean it. It’s not just an apology I'm saying because I should.”
He approached Karl and the latter’s heart started beating faster in anticipation.
“You can do anything to me.”
Karl raised an eyebrow. He didn’t understand what he really meant by this. George sighed again as he glanced away.
“I really think it’s best if we stop seeing each other. Dealing with me only means trouble. I can only note it. I don’t want you to have to deal with all my problems, being involved in it myself is already quite enough.”
There it was again. This strange feeling, blossoming in his guts. It made it hard to focus. He kissed George out of the blue. It was pure instinct. It was mad. It was passionate.
George kissed him back with the same eagerness. They pulled away after a while to breathe. He was feeling all dizzy again.
“Forklar mig,” he whispered. Explain me.
George knitted his eyebrows. “What?”
He probably couldn’t understand himself either though. Especially if he felt it too.
George sighed another time.
“You really don’t want me to go, do you?”
He answered his question with another burning kiss. But George broke it a few moments later.
“You need some education about sex education at least. It will be useful for you in the future when you find the right bird.”
George was the one to initiate the kiss this time and it all happened the same way as it had the previous day.
Lips swelled. Pupils dilated. Bodies sweated, caressed by hesitant and soft hands.
George had him lie on his back and straddled him again. He kissed, licked, nibbled his lips, neck, his collarbones, his chest, and went down until he reached his stomach. He licked his belly button, showered the rest of his stomach in small and slow kisses, before his mouth focused on his hip. He sucked and bit the skin there in turn with fiery determination.
Karl’s body twitched instinctively as it started to ache in his lower region. He bit his lower lip hard as he squeezed his eyes shut and just waited for the feeling to vanish as he kept breathing loudly. But by the time George had finished sucking and biting the bit of skin on his hip, he noticed how it turned red and then purple. It looked like a bruise. Like the many bruises he had seen on George’s body after he had found him on the street…
“It always hurts the first time, but then as you keep doing it again and again the pain turns into exquisite pleasure. And before you know it, you become addicted to it. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”
He said these words as he was staring straight into his eyes, an impassive look plastered on his face. It was really weird compared to how vulnerable and hurt he had seen him look. It’s really as if there were two of him, two polar opposites, and he couldn’t get used to this idea.
His brain suddenly had a revelation.
Maybe it was just a façade, nothing more. And maybe it was just the same for his mother. Not George’s, his. It just seemed to make sense so perfectly. But if it wasn’t the case, then he was probably mad.
George interrupted his thoughts as he started kissing his neck again, biting and sucking, and Karl squeezed his eyes shut again. It was still aching…
He kept doing this continuously until—
Karl jumped and moaned at the unexpected contact. He was going to do it again, just like the previous evening. He started stroking it with his hand in slow back and forth movements, and Karl bit his lower lip. He could feel it had become a bit swollen. He was suddenly overwhelmed by an intense wave of heat that started in his stomach and spread through his whole body. Quickly his mouth added, and Karl tipped his head backwards in a swift and even a bit brutal movement. He shivered in a way he never had before, the feeling in his stomach becoming stronger and stronger. He let his mind leave all his thoughts, or his thoughts leave his mind, whatever. It didn’t matter any more.
It felt good. Really, really, really, really good. It felt too good, like nothing he had ever experienced before.
Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja—
George abruptly stopped all movement, removing both his hand and mouth and moving away from him. He stood up from the bed, gathered his clothes and started to get dressed. Karl watched him with passive and confused eyes as he was now leaning on his elbows. Once he was done with that he approached him again, and his member twitched in expectation. He kissed his neck as his fingers brushed the tip of it only to cease the contact just as abruptly as earlier, making Karl’s jaw clench slightly and unconsciously.
“This is what we call a blowjob, or a blowie, but in a nice and academic dialect, it’s fellatio. And what comes from the tip of your phallus, you know the white and distasteful thing in your mouth if you decide to swallow it, it’s called sperm. I’d rather we stop here for this time. If you’re still into it and willing to learn more, let me know later.”
Soon enough, he walked out the door without even looking back at it or saying anything else closing it behind him.
He didn’t know what he was going to do since he still hadn’t gone back to university…
He couldn’t understand…What George’s real intentions were… If he had been doing all of this, it was to get better, right? That’s why Karl had chosen to do things he shouldn’t. A part of him begged for him to stop all this madness. But…his body thought otherwise. He should have been feeling relieved about it, but he was only feeling frustrated and annoyed.
Well, if he really wanted to play that game with him, they would play together. And he wouldn’t let him win.
He could be like this too. He just needed some help.
After taking a shower and getting dressed, he saw Paul as he went downstairs.
“Hey, ‘mornin’,” he greeted him with a smile.
Paul. He was this person who could help it. He was sure he must have been familiar with this whole thing.
“Can I speak to you?”
Paul stared at him as if he already knew what he wanted to ask him about, and his eyes widened slightly.
“Come on, let’s have a walk.”
So I had to modify this chapter a little too, so I hope you've enjoyed it. Oh my, Karl's hormones are getting the upper hand 😉🙃😏
I only have one thing to ask you: Would you like me to show you the cast I have in mind for my characters? It would be like a kind of Christmas gift I had plenty of time to think about it while writing and I'm just curious to see if other people would've had the same guess. It really helps a lot to visualise when you have to write
Let me know in the comments!
Take care ❤️
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