Just A Bit Wrong

13

Tristan was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the bedroom.He was lying on the bed with a big and hot thing under his pillow, and the tip of his nose was itchy by something soft.He opened his eyelids sleepily and blinked a few times until the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

Oh.

He huddled tightly beside Zach, arms and a leg draped over the man, his face buried under his armpit.Tristan sniffed carefully.This place is supposed to smell disgusting, but that's not the case at all.The warm, masculine body odor lingered on the tip of his nose, making him a little dizzy—of course, dizzy with pleasure.Tristan took another breath, every pore of his body felt refreshed.He thought about it carefully: I slept well, and the guns were fired.Well, very comfortable.

Tristan looked at Zach, the guy was still soundly asleep, his dark brown hair was swept by the morning sun, and some places turned into streaks of gold.Tristan stared fascinated at Zach's hair, a color he had never seen before: Zac's hair was usually brown, but when it was illuminated by a certain light, it was either slightly reddish or had a layer of tinge. gold.

Then something more important came to Tristan's sleepy mind: they had spent the night together.At some point last night, Zach had gotten up and stripped: now, his body was as naked as Tristan's.

Tristan bit his lip, waking up in bed with someone else was weird.He never took a man home, after all, this kind of thing is basically equivalent to professional suicide.The only time he ever played was in a dark nightclub.The object is always a stranger with a vague face and an unknown name. Tristan doesn't want to ruin his future because of dating, he is not as stupid as his foster brother.Gabriel wants to get along well with Jared, and he doesn't care about the consequences of the relationship being exposed.What's even more ridiculous is that Gabriel isn't gay yet; Tristan knows he only likes a guy like Jared.However, the reality is so ironic: his almost straight adoptive brother frankly mixes with men, and a man like him who can't bend any more, because he is afraid of coming out of the closet, he dare not even have sex during sex. Show your face in front of your friends.

Some might call him a coward.Maybe he is indeed a coward, but this is also called a man who knows practical things as a hero.The fame and fortune that Tristan has now is something he earned with all his might, and an idiot would give it all up for sex.Fucking a woman might not be enough for him because the routine feels like he's not getting aroused—he'd be pretty good if he could get an erection—but Tristan still occasionally finds a woman to put on a show for his own image, but He never took them home.

So, all in all, this is the first time he's ever shared a bed with someone else.

Tristan's eyes slid down Zack's body.He licked his lips.Earlier, when he told Zach that Jared was the hottest man he had ever met, he lied.Jared's face has a serious and handsome face, and many Hollywood stars are overshadowed by him.But when confronted with Jared, he had neither the urge to strip him naked nor to ride on him.

"I didn't expect you to be a bear hugging madman."

Tristan looked up sharply, and he saw that there was no sleep in Zach's gray eyes, and that his own head was still in the man's armpit, his arms and legs slung across the man's body.Tristan immediately became awkward, but he didn't dare to move; if he pulled away immediately, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting that his current posture is inappropriate?But he was sleeping at that time, and he didn't want to be responsible for what he did while sleeping.

Tristan took a careful breath and wanted to say a few words to hurt Zac, but he ran out of words.This was the first time he had spent the night with a partner in benefits, and he had no idea what to do in such a situation.

But one thing he knows now is that he doesn't like sleepovers with friends with benefits.He hated this feeling of helplessness and uncertainty from the bottom of his heart.Zach's gaze always seemed to pierce him.At this moment, Tristan felt like an open book, and all the secrets were exposed in front of the other party.

"I'm not a bear hugger," he said sullenly. "I'm just a little cold."

Zach looked at Tristan, who didn't answer, but instead asked, "How's your groin?"

Tristan snorted unbearably, then rolled his eyes. "Did you make a mistake?"

"No. It's my job." Zach wrenched himself free from Tristan's arms.He sat up, tentatively pressing his fingers against the muscles in Tristan's groin. "Where does it hurt?"

Tristan stared at the ceiling, wondering what if his answer was "dick hurts" Zach?

"It seems to be recovering well," Zach finally concluded.

"It's been fine, I've told you—I can do real training. The groin doesn't get in the way at all."

"No pain may be an illusion. After all, you do some ordinary activities every day. But when you train and compete, you need to use your best. But you seem to be recovering well. It will increase your training intensity and repetitions."

Tristan looked at him. "real?"

"Really. You can start jogging."

Tristan looked at him, confused.Zach was acting so normal, it was like they had never had sex or woke up naked in the same bed. "Why are you……"

Zach raised his eyebrows. "Why do I?"

"You've slept with men, why aren't you afraid?" Tristan asked him. "I don't think you feel guilty at all, you're not angry, and you don't have any other reactions. Why? Why are you so calm?"

"What's the use of thinking about this?" Zach's tone of voice was still so calm, without sounding impulsive. "I've done everything. Besides, it's not something I'm proud to do with you. I just have this need. Now that the problem is solved, we can focus on the business in the future. We each live a good life, and you are also good Be good and train." Zach got out of bed, and Tristan looked at his strong, broad back and firm buttocks, and it was a beautiful day. "It's over once you've done it. I'm nothing to be mad about. You're still my patient, and I'm still your physiotherapist, so get up quickly, the training schedule is already behind."

Tristan stared blankly at Zach's back, a haze spread in his heart, swallowing up the initial confusion.He wanted to laugh, to throw something at Zach's head.Zach took him as a condom and threw it away after he planned to use it.He wished he could forget about Tristan immediately, and go to his own little life.So good, so good, so good.Tristan happened to have the same idea: forget it, forget it, it just so happens that being ruthless is his life creed.

Zach didn't wait for Tristan's answer, and turned to look at him.

Tristan knew what he was like.His lips, which Zack had ravaged so badly, were swollen and sore now, and his cheeks and chin were red from Zack's stubble.He ran his fingers through his hair, which was messier than usual.He knew he had hickeys all over his neck.There are several finger-shaped bruises on the crotch.In short, he's been fucked from the inside out, and it's mostly evident from his body and face.

Zach began to look around for clothes, his movements were impatient, and his eyes were a little dodgy. "Don't look at me like that, get up quickly."

"What do I think of you?" Tristan tilted his head, looking at Zach with raised eyelashes.

"Like a fucking bitch."

Tristan knew Zac was doing it on purpose, and if he got angry, he'd fall for it.His eyes were lowered, his eyes gliding from Zach's chest to the tight belly to the thick erection underneath.He licked his lips, looked back at Zach's face, and spread his legs.He didn't have to open his mouth, his eyes said it all.Come here and fuck me.You know you want me.

Before Tristan could react, Zach was already on top of him.He pressed Tristan tightly on the bed with his heavy body. "You—" he squeaked out a word first, and then started kissing Tristan one after another.God.Tristan wraps one arm around Zack's neck, and with the other, he grabs Zack's genitals downward. "Come in," he whispered, trying to shove Zach's cock up his back. "Come in."

"Lubricant," Zach sucked on Tristan's lips.The two of them could only utter a single word so quickly, and the scene was a bit ridiculous for a while.

"I don't care." Tristan took a deep breath as the head of the cock squeezed into his asshole.I did a job last night, because the lubricant is not easy to clean up, and the effect is particularly long-lasting, so his back is still a little slippery. "Fuck me."

"What nonsense," Zach said, trying to slow down, but his hips were already swinging, and he pressed his cock against Tristan's asshole until his head was all the way in.Tristan was gasping for breath, his eyes widened with water vapor, and his fingers pinched the muscles on Zach's back.Zach's cock was inside him, and man, it was so good, so fucking perfect.The thick stalk pushed Tristan's back hole to the limit, injecting a little pain into the sublime pleasure, but the pain also became part of the pleasure in the end.

Zach growled, dropped his head on the pillow next to Tristan, and started fucking hard and fast.Tristan twisted, wrapping his legs around Zach's waist.Every time Zach's cock grazed his prostate, Tristan let out a low sob.They're not making love; they're following their instincts, satisfying their deepest desires and desires.It was a dirty, shameless, quick deal, their bodies colliding, their teeth gnawing on each other's lips, letting out their desires.The abundance of lust made Tristan dizzy, he abandoned his shame, and exposed all five senses to intense stimulation until the pleasure reached its peak.He thought in a daze: If he didn't shoot again, he would die.Zach was still fucking him hard, his cunt penetrated him again and again, Tristan tightened his body, muttering words he couldn't understand, he was intoxicated with lust, and there were gasps in his ears With Zach's thick guttural voice, his lower body was under the fiery thrusting, one after another, it was perfect.Yes, there's nothing fucking wrong with that, that's what they want.

Tristan came, and the orgasm was so intense that it frightened him.He hugged Zach tightly, twisting his cock tightly behind him.His body was twitching violently, and if Zach hadn't held him down, he might have fallen onto the bed.Zach thrusts hard inside Tristan a few times, then collapses on top of him, and he lies there lazily, his heavy body fitting perfectly into Tristan's body.Tristan hummed happily and hugged Zach tightly.

Neither of them spoke, but the silence was better than the deafening shouts.

Unlike the first time, both Zach and Tristan were awake this time, and neither of them fell asleep.Tristan stared over Zac's bare shoulders to the ceiling.He didn't know what to do next.His legs were still wrapped around Zack.Tristan kind of wanted to laugh: at least his groin was fully healed, after all this kind of thing, and more intense activities were definitely not a problem: anyway, he didn't feel uncomfortable from the beginning to the end.

Zach sighed, and he kissed Tristan lightly on the side of the neck, then a second, and a third.

Tristan smiled smugly.I heard that sex can make some people affectionate, and I didn't expect Zach to do the same - although he doesn't look like it - but he is obviously such a person.Tristan wondered idly if he should make a comment to embarrass Zach.He's not because...well, tender kisses and touches aren't scary, but how could he pass up the opportunity to tease Zach for just a few kisses, right?

"I really didn't expect it, it's just a shot, why are you still sticky?"

The kissing stopped immediately.

Tristan pouted unhappily.

"Some people hug me like a teddy bear, and they have the nerve to call me slimy?" Zach whispered.

Tristan blushed, he quickly retracted his hands and feet wrapped around Zach, and glared at him angrily by the way. "Get up and get out of here, you're as heavy as a dead pig." Zach rolled aside, and Tristan jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. "You can use the bathroom on the other side of the corridor," he said without looking back. "You stink to death."

"You've got to get the upper hand in the mouthpiece, don't you?"

Tristan opened the bathroom door and glanced back to see Zach sitting sullenly on the bed.Tristan grinned and blew him a kiss. "That's for sure."

Zach's expression became a little weird.Tristan closed the door quickly, his face crumpled.What's the matter, don't his brain be stupid after being shot like Zach.