Fuck, you taste so good

Ben

2 days pass staying with Liam and Anthony. It's been nice. The only problem is at night, I swear they fuck everyday. Liam is so loud, not judging though cause I am too.

After convincing them that Damian won't come to my place, I finally leave. My sister, Bianca, has been worried sick about me but i assured her everything is fine. She is happily married to her high school sweetheart. She is also 6 months pregnant so I don't want to stress her with my shit.

I suppressed everything that happened that night except for the guy I bumped into.

Surprisingly, the dreams have stopped too. I don't know what that means. Arriving at my apartment, everything looks normal. I release the breath I didn't notice I was holding. I still don't know what Damian meant when he said he is coming for me. I hope whatever drug he took that day wore off and he is somewhere regretting what he almost did. Liam says i'm too naive for my own good and that I'm making excuses for him. But he has never acted that way with me so it's kind of hard to put my head around what happened.

I have work tomorrow. I'm a waiter at a diner. I don't make a lot of money but it's better than nothing. Things would have been better if I was in college. After my parents found out that I was gay, they cut me off. They stopped paying for my tuition. That was one of the most painful things I've ever experienced. I knew they would never accept me, that's why I never told them. What I didn't expect was for them to cut me off. Why do they care so much that I like dick? And now I haven't seen them in years.

The following day, I go to work. My boss, Sandra is in her late fifties but she looks like she is in her forties. She is the kindest woman I have ever met.

"Hey Sandra." I wave at her as I pass to the back to get my apron. She waves back at me with a kind smile. She always had a soft spot for me, especially after hearing about my parents. The day starts out slow as there aren't many customers today.

I love working here. Most of the customers are nice. The bell jingles and I look up just in time to see Mike ,the bartender, come in with some guy. He is definitely hot. They are both hot. The other guy looks kind of intimidating. They take the booth at the end. I go to them.

"Welcome to Sandra's diner, what can I get you?" I give them my best customer smile. They both look up and they stare at me like they are shocked to see me or something. God, do I have something on my face? My smile turns awkward.

Mike finally recovers and says, " ooh hi, Ben right? I remember you from the club." He smiles. I don't remember giving him my name though.

"Yes hi. Ummh what can I get you?" I ask feeling nervous cause of the way the blond guy next to Mike is staring at me.

"Ooh yeah 3 cheese burgers and fries."

"Coming right up." I leave them.

These guys make me so nervous. They have this intense energy around them that I just can't explain. I go to the bathroom and take a piss then wash my hands. When I go back to the front. My eyes immediately go to the booth at the back and my eyes widen when i see the guy, I bumped into at the club. Fuck he is even hotter than then. He looks up at me and he frowns. God he definely does not like me. I avert my eyes not wanting to look like a creep. I take their order to them. When I'm closer they all look at me. God, I'm so nervous. I'm shaking. My heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest.

I place their food. "Here's your order, please enjoy." I give them a nervous smile. I turn around to leave but one of them grabs my arm. I turn around surprised to see it's the hot guy with green eyes.

"Why do you smell like that?" I'm quiet for a moment. He may be hot but I don't like this guy. How can he ask that with a blank look. I can't read him, I don't know if he is joking or genuinely asking.

"I ummh....do I smell bad?" I ask frowning. Maybe this guy is just a prick.

He tills his head to the side. He looks like he is examining me. I feel conscious under his gaze.

"Don't mind him, thank you for the food." says Mike, saving the day.

The whole time they are there, his eyes never leave me. I can feel him staring at me even when I'm taking other people's orders. After they leave, I can finally breathe properly. By the time my shift ends, it's already dark outside. My apartment is not far from here so I walk.

On my way, I can't help but feel like I'm being followed. Everytime I look, there isn't anyone suspicious or creepy. It's just people going about their day. I continue my walk but the feeling lingers.

My apartment is small and shifty but atleast I have a roof under my head. I sniff myself "I smell nice though " I mumble. I shower and sit comfortably on my couch to watch a murder mystery. I love those. I must have drifted asleep cause I feel someone watching me. I'm startled awake, when I look around. There is no one but me. I'm being paranoid.

I go to sleep early hoping to get a good night's rest

The week goes by without anything interesting happening. We decide to go the club again on friday. And this time we bring one of Liams's friend and Liam's boyfriend,Anthony. We all get along. He is funny and sweet. He has natural red hair. He is straight down beautiful.

It's packed. There are half naked man on the dance floor. At the bar, mike is not there. I'm kind of disappointed, maybe if Mike was here then the other guy would be here too. I hate that I've been thinking about him the whole week, he doesn't even like me. He thinks I smell bad. God I'm so pathetic to want someone like him. The more I think about it, the more I get frustrated. I need to get drunk.

We drink then we go to the dance floor. I don't remember the last time I got this drunk. I dance to the music, shaking my hips. Shit I'm so happy right now. I lose myself in the music. Someone grabs my hips from behind. I turn around ready to snap at Damian if he repeats the same shit again but who I see is the guy who Said I smell. Well he didn't technically say I smell but it's the same thing.

He bends down and whispers over the music "Dance with me." He says it as if it's a command rather than a request.

He turns me around and we start moving together. We grind against each other. He keeps putting his noise when my neck meets my shoulder then he inhales loudly. What is he doing? Is he sniffing me? I really don't care right now. His hard rock is rubbing against my ass. I moan at the feeling. He hands are everywhere. This feeling is overwhelming. It's like the only thing here is me and him. God, I'm so drunk. I want him to take me somewhere and fuck me, hard. I'm so hard it feels like I'm gonna blow in my pants.

"Come with me." God I love his raspy, deep and sexy voice. I also love that he is towering over me.

I follow him as he leads me to the back. After exiting the building. He pushes me against the door and immediately claims my mouth. I moan at the feeling of his mouth on me. It feels so fucking good.

His body is pressed against mine. I feel his hard length pressed against mine. I bet he is so big. My hands roam over his shirt. I can feel his hard muscles. Fuck he is so hot. I want him so bad. With his black hair, mesmerizing green eyes, and those pink lips. He looks like the kind of guy your parents warn you about.

"Fuck, you taste so good. I want to take you right here, right now." He says after breaking the kiss. We are both panting. I don't even know his name.

"Fucking take me." Well I can be very bold when I'm drunk, who cares. He chuckles. " what's you name?" I finally ask the question I've been wanting to know

"Aiden" He says before diving in for another kiss. I quickly find his belt but Aiden pushes my hands away and breaks the kiss. I release a whine.

"I want to have you when you are sober okay? For now go home. It's not safe for you in this condition." What the fuck does he mean? I'm not even drunk.

"I'm not fucking drunk." My eyes are dilated. I try to reach for his pants again but he pins my wrist above my head with one hand and wraps the other one around my neck. I release a moan at the feel of his hands on me.

" fuck, you are driving me crazy. I want you making those sounds under me. Do you know how much I'm restraining myself from fucking you right now? Listen to me, you will go home right now. Take your friends and leave. Don't make me repeat myself." I shiver at the bossy voice.

"Fine." I mutter, pouting like a little girl. He kisses me this time with less heat.

"Good boy, now go."

I head back inside. Once I find them, They are all ready. We take an Uber which drives us to our destinations. I wave goodbye to my friends and get inside my apartment. That was a good night. I need a bed. I'm gonna have a really bad hangover in the morning. Walking to my bedroom I freeze at the door when I see Damian sitting on my bed.

" Welcome home baby, I missed you."

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