Erotic Fiction

Appolonious looked at me with that adoration that I’ve come to hate. I smiled back at him and he got a concerned look.
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh, nothing. Just thinking about things.” He looked wary of that.
“Thinking about what?”
“Oh, just… about taking you somewhere.”
“Really? Where?”
“Just a place I like to go to get away from all my problems. It’s got a good house band, and it’s in the perfect location.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“It’ll only be fun if you start getting ready right now.”
He stood up and was on his way to get ready. I walked into the bathroom and undressed. Turning on the shower, I waited until the water heated up. A knock came upon the door and Loni stuck his head in.
“Want some company?”
“Yes, please.” I hid the fact that I was grating my teeth.
“I can help wash those hard-to-reach places.”
“Fun. And perhaps I’ll let you do a bit more than that.” I said.
He brushed up against me before stepping into the shower, and I followed him. I wrapped my arms around Loni as he was still facing away, and I put my head on his shoulder.
“You don’t need my acceptance, you don’t need my approval, and you don’t need to impress me, because you already do. Don’t worry how I think about you, I already have faith in everything you do.”
I held him closer and kissed his neck. I could feel him holding back tears and because of it, I had to start choking back some of my own. I moved my hands from his chest down to lower regions. He leaned into me and sighed deeply as I kissed his shoulder, his neck, his cheek. In that moment, I knew what I couldn’t admit to myself. I was completely and entirely his.
I wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking him, my own passion, and… other emotions, growing. He started thrusting into my hand and I let go, turning him around. I pushed him against the wall of the shower, kissed him and rubbed against him, looking into his eyes, he mirrored all of my emotions in his face, and I kissed him once again. He took ahold of my cock and I took his, and together enjoyed our mutual masturbation.
He then sank to his knees and I backed up to the shower door to give him the room. I blushed about it, however. Nobody hade done this of their own accord for me. To me. He ran his hands up my chest and looked up at me, I smiled and put my hand firmly on his shoulder, and nodded to him. Asking permission, something I should have added in the things he doesn’t have to do. He started, and I clenched my eyes shut, holding back a whimper of joy. Slowly he went down, taking his time, sliding his tounge around the head. It was so amazing,, his technique was perfect, from his toung, to the pressure, the way he moved his hands about my body, not letting me escape from this bliss. After a while, I couldn’t stand the beauty, the perfection of it, and put both hands on his shoulders, and pulled him up. I kissed him deeply before holding him close. “I won’t allow it.”
“Allow what?”
“You to be on your knees.” I grinned and put my hand back around his shaft, stroking him again. The water hit his chest and ran down his legs. I licked and bit his neck, strenghthening my grip and sped up the stroking. He muttered undefinable words of ecstacy as I kept up the pace of his pleasure until he couldn’t hold back any more. He shivered out an orgasm, afterwards leaning against the wall to catch back up to reality.
He smiled and started grabbing for me again and I turned away with a coy smile. “You’ve done enough, Apollonious. Let yourself be happy with that.”
“Aw, C’mon, it won’t be fair if you’re left with blueballs.”
“Blue… balls?” I looked down and inspected them. “They aren’t blue.”
“Oh, you space chimps don’t know what blueballs are. Weirdo.” He laughed, reaching for the bottle of liquid soap. I handed it to him and turned on the shower CD player. I sang alon to the music, washing my red hair, ignoring Loni, going into my own world for a moment. I opened my eyes to see Loni’s jaw hanging loose, his eyes fixed on me.
“What?”
“You can really sing!”
“I guess. It’s not nearly as good as Mustaine.”
“I don’t know about that.” He said, still gawking. I shrugged and continued to sing, and he joined in.
We got out of the shower shortly afterwards. I told him to dress up a bit and I walked into my room to get on suitable attire. I walked out wearing black slacks, a black silk shirt and as I was straightening out my crimson tie, Loni walked out, dressed up as much as I’ve seen him, a button up shirt and black jeans. I tied up my hair and wlked up to him. “Wow, you’re lookin gre… is that eyeliner?”
“Well, you certainly have enough of it laying around stored up. Figured I’d use some. Why, Queero, got something against eyeliner?”
“It’s just different is all.” I should have let him finish me off. I was aroused by the dark makeup lining his eyes, and didn’t know why. As he was walking away, I put my arm in front of him, hand to the wall. He turned around, and I pinned him in. “Where do you think you’re going?” I asked, my voice low, my eyes fixed on his. He chuckled and raised an eyebrow.
I said, “You’re right. It isn’t fair after all. I wasn’t thinking clearly before.”
“And now you are, all of a sudden?”
“Yes, It’s become crystal clear.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Whatever you can. Whatever you want.” I slid closer to him, closing the distance between myself and the wall. Loni stood his ground.
“You don’t want that” he said, lowly as ever.
“Yes. I do. You’re more than healed from your wounds, I want you to make it fair to me. I spent a lot of time thinking about how tipped the scales have been in my favor this whole time, and all I did was save you from certain death. I want you to get back what you wanted to claim. I want you to make it fair.”
“I fully intend to.”
“Good. While we’re out, you can think of all the wonderfully sadistic things you can do to me.”
With that, he grinned and for a moment, he resembled me at my darkest, my worst. I licked my lips and we kissed, before heading out the door to the club.