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I Fall	By : xhellsxvoidoidx Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > The Damned Views: 999 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I Fall: Part 2

For a while, Rat became distant. I had limited contact with him since he always claimed to be busy when I called. When I pop over to his flat he’s either not there or “in the middle of something”. Practice was the only time I got to see him. When I would try to talk he almost always ignored me or pretend he didn’t hear me. Naturally, I got very frustrated with him.

At one practice, I noticed a problem. Rat looked like shit. His eyes bloodshot and his behaviour a bit more erratic than normal. I knew what kinds of drugs and the doses he had taken in the past. But now it really seemed to bother me. Now I am concerned for his well being.

When I ask him what is wrong, after practice, he went into detail about his new abuse of speed and other pharmaceuticals. I didn’t think before I spoke or I wouldn’t have said what I did, realizing it sounded very hypocritical.

“Why would you do that? It can kill you.”

“Oh lay off, Dave. Like you never did it yourself.”

“I’m just worried about you, is all.”

“Well, don’t fucking worry about me. I already have a bleedin’ mum.”

“So, you’re allowed to be concerned about me but it can’t go both ways, yea?”

“I’m not a bloody pouf, Dave! So, stop trying to make me one!”

How dare he? I got so enraged that I reared back and popped him one in the mouth. “Your head must be really fucking knackered if that’s all you think this is about. Let me know when you can be a man and face yourself. I don’t fucking care what your orientation is, just give me mate back. ”

He revealed his face, showing the blood oozing out of his lip. I felt bad but I also felt a sense of accomplishment that maybe, just maybe, that got through to him.

“I’m sorry, mate. But someone had to do that.”

He shot me a dirty look and ran off to his bathroom. I started to feel guilty so I ran after him. I thought he might let me help him, to make amends for my actions. But he shut the door, keeping me out.

“Chris, please. I’m sorry. I just wanna help you clean that up.”

I impatiently wait a minute or so and then politely knock on the door.

“Chris, I’m sorry. Just let me help you. You helped me, so the least I can do is return the favour.”

I wait a bit longer and then gave up and tried the door. Fortunately, it wasn’t locked. I slowly opened the door as not to cause alarm. At first glance, I couldn’t see him. I lowered my gaze and I found him on the floor, head propped up against the sink, eyes emotionless pointed towards the floor, breathing irregular, and a long thin red razor cut across his left arm. Newly sliced and starting to seriously drip blood. The culprit: the bloody straight razor tossed on the floor in front of him.

I knelt down by his side, grabbing a towel from the rack, and wrapping it around his arm.
“God, Chris, have you learned nothing. You’re the one who told me not to do this to myself.”

“You’re right tho. It does ease the pain.”

“What?” I pushed his hair behind his ear and looked into his blood shot eyes, sadly.

“Get away from me!”

“Chris?”

“Get away!” He wrenched his arm from my grasp and started to push on my chest. “Just go! Leave me alone!”

I stood my ground, not letting him shove me away. “I’m not going anywhere, mate!”

We struggled on the cold tile floor for a while. Testing each other’s strength. Getting the floor and ourselves bloody. Grunting in frustration. He started to get breathless. He was getting tired but he tried to hide it with little spurts of energy. He finally snarled at me and gave up.

He grabbed me by the collar, dragging me as he fell back against the wall, pulling my lips onto his. He was hungry. Biting my lips and devouring my tongue. I licked at his flesh wound and fell in love with the taste. I felt my own lip bleeding from his eagerness. Our blood mixed together and bonded us. A bond stronger than any other. A sadomasochistic bond but a bond nonetheless.

I felt his hand roughly rub against the crotch of my tight black jeans. Already semi-hard from the staggering kiss, I moaned against his needy lips. He took that sound as the go ahead to do whatever he damn well pleased. He concentrated both hands on undoing my jeans so I pulled away for air when I had the chance. I looked at him as I gasped for air.

His mouth and surrounding areas were covered with blood: his and mine. The sight of our blood mixed together on his beautiful face, with swollen lips, made me so randy I wanted him to rip my clothes off and bite me till I bled.

As he pulled out my dick, I pulled off my shirt. His eyes sparkled mischievously as he looked at me. He sat back and began to roughly wank me off. While surveying his body, I noticed his discomfort so I decided to do what he was doing for me.

I went to unzip his jeans and I heard no complaints so I continued. I was welcomed by a plump fully erect cock. It was a perfect fit to my hand. I started wanking him off and looked up at his face to get a response.

He looked straight into my eyes. He had obviously struggled with his feelings for me but hopefully this means he’s made up his mind and decided to accept it. I licked our blood from his lips and he took my tongue into his mouth. We kissed forcefully for some time. Our hands never faltering. But I got tired of this quickly and wanted more.

I tangled the fingers of my free hand in the hair on the back of his head. I pulled him toward my chest. He understood, quickly taking my nipple between his teeth and biting. I cried out like a little girl, it was so good. He continued scraping his teeth up my collarbone and my hand almost stopped rubbing his dick.

I wanted to test the waters. So, I started nibbling on his jaw. He seemed to like it so I traveled lower and bit harder until I got to the crook of his neck. I went full force into his flesh nearly making him bleed.

“Oh fuck…Dave…”

“Yes, love?”

“I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“That good, yea?”

I let go of his dick so that he can get me where he is. I wanted to cum with him. But he didn’t approve. “Keep wanking me, ya lazy cunt.”

I gave up my desire of cumming together to please him. He starts playing with my balls and he puts his finger in my mouth. I suck on it, imaging it was his dick. Before I knew it, his finger was gone. I didn’t really get the chance to think about where he put it until I felt wet flesh pushing inside my arsehole. It was a bit surprising but not entirely unwelcome.

I started rubbing his dick again and he continued to wank me as his finger prodded my arse. His breathing was heavier, and he was showing all the signs of climax but I wasn’t quite there yet. I push down a little on his finger to see what would happen and all of a sudden, as if he was electric, his finger sent a tingling sensation throughout my body and I was cumming in his hand. A split second later, I felt a similar wetness on my hand and our voices bounced around the room and rang in our ears. I rest my limp body on his. So happy. So relaxed. So curious.

“What was that?”

“I overheard these poufs talking on the tube. About this spot that’s like a male clit up a bloke’s arse.”

“Well, thanks for being an eavesdropper then.”

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