forum Guess who is completely out of steam?! (0/0 GAY and CLOSED)

Started January 09, 2020 by Deleted user

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"Whyyyyyyyyy~? I want to be with you~!" Kyle pushed Payton against wall and kissed him lovingly. "Come on please~, just a little grinding?"

"No. If you want to be with me, then stop treating me like one of your stupid, drunk hookups." He pushed Kyle off of him and sighed, seeing the exit only a couple feet away. He wiped his mouth on his hand, trying to get the taste of alcohol and drugs off his lips. He walked outside, 90% positive Kyle would follow him.

"Okay, I'll treat you like you're a person. That I love!" he giggled and let go of Payton, letting him lead Kyle out of the house.

Payton sighed with relief and guided Kyle to the car, nudging him into the passenger seat. “I’m staying at your house tonight. Only because you can’t function on your own.” He said, leaning over and kissing him gently. Might as well kiss him while I can if he won’t remember this tomorrow..

He giggled and pulled Payton into a deep kiss. "I was your first kiss!" he sang. "To home we go! Then I get to have some fun with you," Kyle whispered in his ear. "I want to make you moan my name and feel really good!" he yelled.

Payton groaned and pulled away from him, shaking his head. “Now you don’t get to kiss me at all. We’re going home so you can sleep.” He told him, reaching over and ruffling Kyle’s hair.

“I like it when you touch my hair~. Do it again!” Kyle demanded. He crawled over to Payton’s side of the car and sat in his lap.

“Oh my god Kyle, I’m driving!” He yelled, stopping the car and holding Kyle’s arms tightly. “If you don’t get in your seat and buckle right now, I’m leaving you on the side of the road and you can walk home.” He said sternly, keeping a tight hold on him so that he couldn’t get closer.

“What why!” Kyle wrapped his arms around Payton and laid his head in his shoulder. “Drive like this…I want to feel your warmth…” he mumbled holding Payton close to him.

“I’m not driving like this, okay? We’re going to get pulled over. You can stay her for a couple minutes though. Go to sleep.” He murmured, stroking Kyle’s hair. “You’re so manipulative..”

Kyle shook his head. “I don’t want to go to sleep I want to kiss you because I love you!” Kyle pressed his lips on Payton’s. “If I get off you can I make out with you when we get home?”

"Yeah, sure. Just get off and be quiet." Payton agreed, patting Kyle's face sympathetically. He began to drive again after Kyle was safely in his seat, hoping he would be asleep by the time they got to his house.

Kyle was energetic and kicked his legs like a little kid and by the time they got to his house he ran to the door and unlocked it. “Hurry, Hurry!”

Payton followed him inside and went straight to his bathroom, searching the medicine cabinet for some sort of sleeping pill. He got him a glass of water as well and set it on the counter, sighing. "Kyle, come drink this."

“Yes, Payton !” He hummed and took the glass drinking it all. “Now can I kiss you?” Kyle pulled Payton.

"No. Take this first." He said, handing him one of the pills. "It'l make you feel better, I promise."

He took the pill without water and swallowed it like food. “Now?”

payton nodded, taking his hand and kissing his cheek. ""Not in here though. Don't want you falling asleep downstairs. I can't carry you."

"Alright!" Kyle took Payton's hand and led him to his bedroom. He locked the door just in case when they got in, pushing Payton against the wall, and started to kiss him.

Payton gasped softly, not knowing what to do and hoping that the sleeping pill would kick in soon. He diid want this..but not while Kyle was drunk. It wasn't fair to him. What if he doesn't even mean it.. He thought, pulling away and resting his head on Kyle's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him. "Slow down, I'm tired.." He murmured, leaning against him.

“Okay,” he whispered and moved Payton on the bed. Kyle crawled over Payton and kissed his neck while moving his hand under His shirt.

Payton whined and nudged his hand and head away. “Stop that..” he muttered, curling up on his side. “You’re drunk, Kyle..”

“But I love you. You promised!” He whined. Kyle pout hit the bed. “You promised I could make out with you! You promised, you promised, you promised!”

“I said you could kiss me. I never said you could touch me.” He replied quietly, crawling away from Kyle and sitting up, curling his knees up to his chest. Not telling anyone I’m trans seemed like a good idea at the time..What if Kyle finds out and he hates me?

“Fine, I’ll kiss you, but I won’t touch you,” Kyle brought Payton’s kneed down and kissed him. “I won’t touch you without your permission…” he whispered keeping his hands on the bed as he connected their lips.