Joseph + Enthony

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 The ears catch tons of sounds. You can even hear the lines of songs coming from the audience, which someone is singing along to. Lights, noise, applause. Gradually, everything subsides, we bow, thank you for your attention and go backstage, picking up our instruments. 

 — Well, did you really play well? – Joseph addresses everyone with his usual grin. 

I catch his special gaze on me and feel butterflies in my stomach. I smile out of the corner of my lips and nod.

 — Yes, everyone did a great job, guys!! Jennifer answers and beams with joy. 

 I look at her and wonder, "How does she hide her feelings so well?" We've been apart for like a week, and I've never seen her depressed or sad. I don't dare to speak. I hesitate to offer to be alone. Wuss. But it's my fault. I turn my head away and look at Jose, waiting for any action from him.

"Where to now?" He looks from Jenny to Ariana.

— I'll hurry to the salon, I need to finalize it. A couple of clients signed up for a late appointment. Ariana rolls her eyes in annoyance and starts packing. 

Joseph nods with a knowing face, and then turns to Jenny.

 "I'm... going home." She stumbles for a split second, but she finds the answer right away.

 — Clearly. Well, then. Good luck, girls. Joseph giggles and grabs my elbow, leading me to the exit.

 — Oh, I almost forgot! I am now. – he leaves me alone at the door and comes back. 

 I shift nervously from one foot to the other, afraid to cross paths with Jenny. She doesn't usually go out the back door. Cold sweat trickles down my back, and I lean against the wall because of my shaky legs. To my great regret, the fear was justified. Jenny walks past me. We lock eyes and stare at each other like statues for a couple of seconds, and then she abruptly turns around and leaves. I feel a lump in my throat. I don't have the strength to move, to call out to her… I let her go.

 Joseph comes back with our jackets and throws mine to me. I catch it, almost dropping it. However, this sudden movement allows me to take my mind off my anxiety. 

"To me?" — Joseph turns in my direction.

— yes. Where else would I go? — A nervous laugh escapes my throat.

— Never know, I think you found a place for yourself. —  He gives me an ironic look.

I click and turn away, slightly annoyed by his jokes.

— Nevermind. Sorry. Let's go to the store on the way. – he opens the front door, letting me go ahead.

— Okay, let's go.

We go outside. A cold wind blows over my face, making me shiver and wrap myself in the edges of my jacket. It's not a long walk to the store, 10 minutes at most. But I feel like I'm going to move a lot slower because of this wind.

— Fuck, can we have a drink today? Tomorrow is a free day anyway. It was clear from the look in his eyes that Joseph was really waiting for my approval.

I shrug my shoulders and answer the question with a question.:

"What about it?" Well... just not too strong, okay? I'm not really in the mood today. 

Joseph nods in agreement. 

I reach into my left pocket, pull out my headphones, and turn on Random in my saved playlist. A familiar melody fills my ears.

« You fooled me from the start…»

—Oh, my God. So timely. — I don't even hide my nervousness and say it out loud. 

« When you let me start to love you,

It's like a bunch of broken picture frames,

But the photo still remains the same… »

Joseph turns to me, but doesn't say anything. He lights a cigarette, and we trudge along the sidewalk in silence in the right direction.

«…All alone,

All we know,

Is haunting me,

Making it harder to breathe, harder to breathe…»

***

My jacket falls to the floor, and I collapse wearily onto the couch. My eyes are sleepily closing, I need a couple of minutes to rest from everything that happened.… My head is aching, and anxiety is rising in my throat like a sickening lump. "Okay, that's enough, stop thinking about it. Everything will be fine soon. Besides, there is an opportunity to be closer to Joseph."

— What are you, a wreck? Get up, we'll drink. — a voice comes from the kitchen. 

I slowly get up with a hoarse sound, stretching in parallel. The wind howls from the street, forcing you to go to the windowsill and check if the window is closed. It's followed by the middle of December, mud and a mix of snow and rain. I pull the window handle, it's closed. It blows out of the cracks. We don't have the strength to seal them up, and anyway, we should completely change the decrepit frames.

I go into the kitchen and grab a can of beer from the table, trying not to stare at Joseph. Today, for some reason, he is especially attractive.

— Come on, tell me what's on your mind. — noticing my gaze, Joz pulls me out of my thoughts. 

— Huh? But not. Everything is OK. I'm just tired. — I'm not very good at waving it off.

— Well, as you wish. He shrugs and sits down at the table, nodding for me to sit down too.

In fact, I really want him to start interrogating me. But that's not like him, unfortunately. 

I sit down at the narrow table opposite him and continue to sip the bitter beer. It's not the worst thing I've been drinking, but it's not pleasant.

— What are we going to do? You can't just sit in silence," he asked with a flirtatious note.

I seriously think about it, but nothing comes to mind except playing cards or watching a dumb movie. 

— Maybe in truth or action?.. The two of us, of course, it's a little boring, but... I have no idea at all. I make a face and shrug my shoulders. The last drops from the bottom of the jar are sent to the mouth. "Okay, don't, though. 

Joseph finishes the second bottle and puts it down on the table with a bang. Then he gets up, leans over to me, and asks a question.:

— What about physical interactions? I think you'll like it, honey.

—Wh... uh...I... —I don't know what to say and stutter stupidly. Cheeks are covered with blush. Yes, this idiot knows how to confuse me even with a few words.

Joseph interrupts my hapless attempts to form a sentence and lifts my head by the chin.

— Relax, princess. — He removes his hand, rising from his chair.

My thoughts alone were enough for a pressing sensation in my pants. Pervert. What a pervert I am. Although Joseph is no better. His sparkling gaze shows all the intentions. 

I need to get up. Exit. Urgently. Otherwise, I'll give in.

— Wait a minute ... — I immediately fly out to the bathroom.

The door slams shut loudly, the old lock turns, closing it. When I hear a click, I lean back against the wall and try to catch my breath. My heart is beating faster and faster, increasing my anxiety. "Dumb guy. What are you doing? You don't have to go along with lust. Just calm down and tell him you're not ready. Come and tell me yourself." But the pressure in my pants is very distracting.

"God, fuck." I can't do this. I'll do it quickly, that's all. I'll go out and tell him..." I whisper to myself and unbutton my fly, which, as luck would have it, gets stuck. 

I start moving my cold palm up and down. "Finish it quickly and that's it. A couple of minutes. He won't even understand anything. Get ready." It's unbearably difficult to keep up the pace, nothing works. Alcohol consumption is probably to blame. "Damn me for agreeing to this. I knew something would happen. Holy shit, Joseph. If you only knew how much I want to be with you. Even if it's a stupid and hasty decision. Even if it doesn't make sense and won't last long. I can't help but love someone. And I can't help but be loved." It's time to stop this madness. But before I could do anything, the door opened easily.

— You've been taking a long time, I'm starting to worry.… Oh... — Joseph stopped short when he saw me in this position. I wanted to burn with shame, but apparently nothing bothered him. Then I heard a chuckle.

— Yes, I am... I closed the door... What the... — I tried to cover myself.

— The lock's broken.You forgot? — Joseph was still giggling. — God, why didn't you tell me right away? Why run away? —  Calming down, he cleared his throat and came over to me.

I felt like I was about to burn out. Either from desire, or from shame. Although most likely from everything at once. His body gently pressed me into the wall, not giving me a chance to escape. Our lips touched. I couldn't help but groan. My desire was stronger than I could have imagined. Joseph slowly and gently stroked my waist, and I tried to stand on my weak legs, resting on his shoulders. With a distinctive sound, the kiss broke. We pulled back a little.

— Well, can I help you? A perverted fool.

I could only nod sheepishly. Joseph knelt down impatiently. The bathroom became stuffy. My pants slowly slipped off my hips as Joseph reached for my groin. He looked very sexy while I was looking down at him, so disheveled and hot. I wanted to run my fingers through his wavy hair, pull him closer faster. But all I could do was pray that my heart wouldn't stop.

"Wait… Are you serious? I mumbled, staring at him.

He didn't say anything, just continued to act with a malicious smile. 

Of course I want it. That's even the smallest part of what I want him to do to me. But I didn't think one of my fucking perverted ideas would come true.

Joseph's hands seemed to leave hot imprints on my body. Interrupting my bliss, he deftly pulled off his tangled jeans and underwear, throwing them aside.

His mouth was warm. My tongue curled pleasantly around the head, making me breathe raggedly. The vulgar, wet-slurping sounds were maddening. I pulled Joseph's hair closer, pushing deeper.

"Joseph, this is crazy. I love you." 

It tingled sweetly, and my stomach twitched excitedly. I was ready to cum, but Joseph got up from his knees, returning to my face. 

"I'm sorry, I just… I can't stand it either. He smiled and exhaled heavily, glancing at the bulging cock in his pants.

I kissed him slowly, biting his lower lip. I know he likes it.

 His hands couldn't get the button out of the loop on Joseph's trousers. Noticing this, he impatiently, rudely unbuttoned his jeans and threw them to the other end of the bathroom.

After waiting, his hand hesitantly slid to his groin. It was the first time I had touched Joseph like that. A nervous exhale escaped. Joseph's lips felt like he was grinning contentedly. Shyly averting my gaze, I began to run up and down his penis. Joseph suddenly pulled away from me and pushed me harder into the wall, which is why our members pressed against each other. I groaned. It got hot from the heavy air. Even his eyes and insides were burning. Joseph gently bit the skin on his neck, and then gently kissed the same places. Bruises will definitely appear tomorrow.

I'm going to wake up in the morning and regret all this terribly, but right now I really don't give a fuck.

"Do whatever you want with me, please."

I tilted my head to the side, exposing my sensitive neck to him, and he didn't hesitate. He knows exactly what he's doing. He seemed to find an approach to anyone. I can feel it completely. And I'm a little jealous, partly. But now he's only mine, and I'm only his.

A glance at the reflection made my stomach tingle even more. How so. This. Fuck. It's hot. Looks. So much so that I want to be completely at the mercy of Joseph.

Jose's hand wrapped around our members. My throat was constricted, preventing me from exhaling. It's not even about physical sensations, it's more about psychological ones.

Expertly moving, he continued to rub against me.

It didn't last long. I came quickly, soiling the T-shirts that we foolishly forgot to take off. A little later, Joseph also gave up. He wearily nuzzled into my shoulder.

—Fuck, I'm sorry. I forgot about that," I mumbled, catching my breath. 

—To hell with it, we'll do the laundry right now," Joseph hissed in my ear.