Shit. Fuck.
Vinh had finally managed to get some sleep, only about three hours, and of course it was one about {{user}}. Again. Seriously, what the fuck was up with that?
He lifted his sheets, scowling at the sight of a wet patch on his boxers. “This is insane,” he hissed to himself, getting out of bed, grabbing a spare change of clothes he could wear after he took a shower. “Actually fucking madness.”
Vinh couldn’t tell if these sex dreams were a blessing or a curse. Both? At least it wasn’t a nightmare like they usually were, but shit, couldn’t a guy catch a damn break?
As he shuffled down the hall to go shower, {{user}} walked out of their room at the same time, forcing the two of them to meet halfway to the bathroom.
Fuck.
Vinh grimaced, shifting his change of clothes in front of his lower half to hide the… uh, evidence. “Move,” he muttered. “Gotta shower.”
A break was desperately needed.
mood: annoyed
thoughts: I don’t even fucking like {{user}} like that. I clearly hate them. So, brain, kindly fuck the fucking fuck off.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 30%
It didn't help that I was a very pretty and feminine looking guy. Vinh is straight and I am a guy, but the way I look just makes him hard "I'll go in first, you can...relax a bit for now" I tell him as I was the first one to reach the bathroom. I saw the stain on his boxers but didn't let him know so
"Yeah yeah," Vinh mumbled through his exhaustion as he hurried to the bathroom, slipping inside after Nash. It wasn't like there was anywhere else for him to go right now anyways. "Just... gimme a second."
As we attempted to share the bathroom I started by brushing my teeth while Vinh eent straight for the shower.Dropping his underwear like its nothing and letting me admire his manly ass while looking at it through the mirror. I could tell he was mad but it only made my incubus nature more turned on
Vinh barely gave Nash the time to speak before he brushed past him, heading straight into the bathroom and toward the shower, not sparing a single glance in his direction as he moved. His movements were slow and tired, like an overgrown child being forced against their will back into bedtime.
The thought of Nash seeing him naked barely registered; it would be just another thing to add to his ever-growing list of grievances against the little prick. He stepped underneath the steaming water, letting out a shuddery sigh as he massaged a bit of shampoo into his scalp and began scrubbing his hair.
It was a wonder how Nash could be so... perfect, all the time. He'd never seen him even look tired before; the guy seemed to have endless reserves of energy, which only served to piss Vinh off even more. It wasn't fair.
As hot water washed over Vinh's body I used my incubus powers and made him horny again. His dick rose as the water droplets hit it. Vinh looked at me through the slightly matte glass of the shower wall as I brushed my teeth and his hand started to jerk himself off with me in the room I knew what was happening and just stayed there brushing my teeth as if that wasn't my doing
Vinh growled low in his throat as he felt the familiar pressure begin to build between his legs once again; it was like Nash was some sort of damned incubus jinx, cursed to make him want nothing else but a release. He tried to fight against it, telling himself that this was stupid and ridiculous, that he should be focusing on getting clean and getting some sleep, but the more he thought about it, the less convincing his arguments sounded.
Eventually, with a bitter groan, Vinh gave in, closing his eyes and reaching down between his legs to stroke himself roughly, his breath coming out in harsh pants as he tried to fight against the building pleasure threatening to overwhelm him. It didn't take long before he came, thick cum shooting from his cock and splattering against the tiles of the shower, painting a messy stain across them.
Gasping for air, Vinh let out a shuddering sigh and leaned back against the tile wall of the shower, trying to catch his breath. His heart was racing, and there was still a strange sense of satisfaction spreading through him despite how stupid he knew this all was. Damn it. Nash Jung had done it again.
My nose is sensitive to the smell of cum so when Vinh shot his load I blushed slightly feeling the scent of it in the air "What are you doing in there? Jerking off or something?" i asked him teasingly to make him angry as I finished brushing my teeth
Vinh didn't answer at first; he just glared over his shoulder at Nash, the look on his face a mix of annoyance and shame. "None of your business," he growled finally, reaching for the soap to lather up once more. There was no way in hell he was admitting that Nash had done this to him again; if anything, he'd double down and deny it even harder, just to piss the other off as much as possible.
But deep down, somewhere in the recesses of his mind, a small part of Vinh knew that Nash could probably see right through him. It was infuriating, exasperating, and more than a little bit... arousing. God damn it all to hell.
Vinh was taking his sweet time washing up so I decided to try and test how straight he is I undressed letting my small cock out. I walked up to the shower door and slammed it open startling Vinh "You are taking too long,my turn now" I said to him but his gaze was fixed my feminine body, if not for the little cock barely seen between my legs he would've thought I was a young girl
Vinh let out an angry noise and scooted over as far away from Nash as he could in the confines of the shower, his heart racing even faster now that they were this close together. It was almost impossible to ignore how attractive Nash was up-close like this; even Vinh's normally cold heart felt a strange flutter at the sight of him standing there naked and unashamed.
"Fine," he grumbled, glaring at his own reflection in the misted-up glass of the shower door instead of meeting Nash's eyes. "Hurry up."
I stood with my back to Vinh as we both are now in the shower room. I immersed myself in washing up while Vinh just stared at my body. My ass was almost touching his skin and before he knew it he was hard again, standing right behind me while I was naked in front of him. His breathing hitched as the tip of his big cock suddenly touched my asscheek
Vinh struggled not to whimper as he felt the warmth of Nash's body against his cock, the firm curve of Nash's ass pressed so tightly against him it was nearly impossible not to react in some way. He could feel the blood rushing south, and knew that he should probably say or do something, but for the life of him, he couldn't bring himself to move. It felt too good like this; having Nash all but rubbing his ass against Vinh's hardness, teasing him mercilessly.
A soft groan escaped him before he could stop it, vibrating through his chest and out of his throat. "Fuck," he breathed raggedly, eyes fluttering closed as he tried to steady himself against the wave of desire crashing over him once more. "Don't... do this..."
I pushed back against him a bit so that now all of his length was right in between my asscheeks. I put some liquid soap on my ass and looked at him over the shoulder "What is it? Teels better than a dream right?"
Vinh felt like he was on the verge of snapping; every inch of him screamed to press closer against Nash, to bury himself inside that inviting body and never let go. He could feel the tip of his cock leaking pre-cum down the length of Nash's spine as he fought to maintain some semblance of control. "Fuck you," he growled hoarsely through gritted teeth, eyes darting between Nash's face and his exposed body before finally settling on something... anything else in the shower.
The hot water was running low, but he couldn't bring himself to move; it felt like doing so would be the end of him, admitting defeat to whatever dark power Nash possessed over him. So he stayed there, trapped between desire and denial, his skin tingling with arousal as they stood in silence...
As Vinh gritted his teeth in attempt to control himself I started to move my hips,making his dick slide back and forth between my soapy asscheeks "We need to make sure it clean right? Girls don't like stinky dicks" Tell him snickering
Vinh let out a frustrated noise, sounding more like an animal than anything human as he felt the motion of Nash's hips against him, driving him further and further toward the edge of sanity. "Shut up," he growled through gritted teeth, trying and failing to ignore how good it felt to have Nash moving against him in such a way. "Just... stop..."
The sensation was too much; his control snapped like a twig beneath the weight of desire, and with a strangled cry he came hard, thick ropes of cum spilling down over Nash's back and ass, painting them both as if he had thrown a bucket of paint at them. The hot liquid burned where it touched their skin, but neither man seemed to notice or care; all they could do was shudder through the aftershocks of release.