It started with a wink from that cute, thin boy that I was practically eye-fucking from across the bar. He made his way over to me and introduced himself as Merlin. "Arthur," I said in reply. I bought him a few drinks and he ended up coming home with me. So, I found myself naked inbed with this kid. My head hurt from the excessive amount of drinking I'd done the previous night. I stole a glance at the sleeping boy next to me, examining every feature. He was tall, pale, and thin with jet black hair – messy and surrounding ears that looked too big for a boy his size - and much defined cheekbones. His full, pink lips were slightly parted. If I remembered correctly, his eyes were a beautiful pale shade of blue. I sighed and stood up, slipping on trousers before I made my way to the kitchen to make coffee. Merlin emerged from my room wearing boxers and a t-shirt not too long after. "Morning," he said with a soft smile. His voice was pretty deep and he had a hint of Irish in his accent. "Morning," I replied, "Coffee?" Merlin gave a grateful smile and accepted. He took a gulp and looked at me. "So, I guess I should be leaving soon then, yeah?" I shrugged. "You can finish your coffee first and maybe get properly clothed." He chuckled and I watched his Adam's apple bob in his throat. "Hey, about last night," he started, staring into his coffee, "It was great and if you're ever up for it again…" He handed me a business card with his mobile number. Merlin Emrys, I thought, interesting. "Uh, sure, why not? I'll consider." He nodded with a smile and disappeared back into my bedroom to get dressed.
The next day, I decided to send him a text. Hey, Merlin. It's Arthur, the guy from the other night. Within minutes, I got a reply. Hey Arthur. Want to meet at The Rising Sun tonight? 8:00 I thought for a moment. The Rising Sun was a local pub, just down the street from me. I didn't have work tomorrow so… Sure, why not?
I walked into the pub at 8:05, not wanting to seem too excited. I wasn't really. Or that's what I was telling myself. He seemed more like a boy I'd be friends with. Maybe I should talk to him about just being friends. I spotted him at a table near the back and made my way to join him. "Hello," I said, taking the seat across from him. "Hullo," he replied, looking up from his phone. "Merlin-" I was cut off by a waitress coming to take our order, two beers. She came back quickly with our drinks. "You were saying something?" Merlin asked, taking a sip of his drink. "Yes, Merlin. I just wanted to talk to you about the other night-"
"Did you enjoy it?" a smirk crept onto his face and I felt his foot against my crotch. "Merlin, that's really not-"
"What? Appropriate?" he asked, tilting his head and putting on an innocent expression. Merlin began moving his foot on my cock. "Mer- ahh!" I covered my mouth and thanked God for the noise level in the pub, though a few people at nearby tables looked over. "Let's take this back to your place, then," he whispered.
I couldn't help myself. I pushed him into my bed. I took off his clothes. I let what happened happen. I cannot let this go on.