Syber: meeehhhh... Sorry for the LATE update. Writers block and procrastination is a bitch DX
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Hotstreak woke up around 2AM in Richie's bed. He looked over to his left and there was his blond lover sleeping next to him. Hotstreak ran his fingers through Richie's hair. His eyes swelled up with tears but he managed to hold himself back from crying. "I was late again. I'm sorry..."
Hotstreak sat up. It was dark but he was still able to see his surroundings. What am I gonna do now? I'm- or was a crook. Theres no way I can be excused for everything I've done... Theres no way I can return home... Hotreak thought to himself. He turned and looked and Richie who was sound asleep. And theres no way I can stay with you.
"nnnn..."
Hotstreak looked over and saw Richie walking up. "...You're awake.. How are you feeling?" Richie asked as he sat up. Hotstreak looked at Richie then looked forward again with his head down. "I'm fine. Just thinking about stuff is all..."
"Stuff like what?"
"How I let you down. How I wasn't able to rescue you in time."
The blond teen wrapped his arms around his red haired lover. "...It's... It's alright. Please, don't worry about it... You still came for me."
"Richie..."
"Yeah?"
"......I love you."
The blond boy slightly confused as to why he randomly said it but planted a kiss on Hotstreak's neck and replying with an 'I love you' as well.
I can't tell him... Not like this. Hotstreak thought to himself.
Richie pulled Hotstreak onto the bed and crawled on top of him, showering his neck in kisses. "Richie, are you alright with this? I mean..."
"It's okay. I'm fine."
Hotstreak nodded and wrapped his arms around the blond teens back. Richie lifted Hotstreaks shirt up and started sucking his erect nipples. The red head put his arms over his eyes and breathing heavily, trying to keep in his moans. Richie ventured lower and undid his lovers jeans ran his fingers along the outline of Hotstreaks semi-erect member through his boxer briefs. Hotstreaks dick got harder and now it was peeking out of his boxer briefs.
Richie pulled down Hotstreaks boxer briefs then grabbed the red heads pulsating cock and started stroking it. Hotstreak grinded his teeth together and his face blushed a light red colour. Hotstreak looked at Richie as he felt a warm and wet sensation on his cock. The blond teen was now sucking him eagerly. "Richie... Richie... Richie..." Hotstreak called in between in groans.
Hearing Hotstreak cry out his name in pleasure excited Richie even more. He began to suck harder causing Hotstreak to thrust his hips up and place his hands on Richie's head, guiding him.
"nnn... Stop... I'm going to cum..."
Richie stopped and moved on top of Hotstreak. The blond teen unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hard cock between the zipper hole and then entered the older boy. Hotstreak turn his head to the side with his mouth ajar, trying not to moan out loud in pain and pleasure. Richie began moving in and out slowly. While fucking his lover, Richie leaned down and kissed Hotstreak passionately.
While geeting plowed by his blond lover, Hotstreak pulled his t-shirt above his chest and played with his nipple with one hand and jerk himself off with the other, which made him even hornier. Richie now began to pick up speed and started to fuck Hotstreak harder. Hotstreak continued to play with himself as he called his lovers name in pleasure.
"Richie... Richie..."
Richie quickly pulled out and came all over Hotstreaks abs. "Thats a huge load, babe." Hotstreak said panting. The red head sat up and basically tore off the blond teen's clothes and shoved him on his stomach on the bed. "I love when you manhandle me." Richie said.
"Oh? You're gonna love this even more."
Hotstreak entered Richie and started fucking him hard doggy-style. Richie bit down on his pillow trying to muffle his moans. "Richie... I love you." Hotstreak said breathing heavily. The red head groaned as he finished inside his blond lover. He pulled out and reached for a towel and cleaned himself up then passed the towel to Richie. Hotstreak layed down panting. Richie joined him when he finished cleaning himself up. "That was great..." Richie said. Hotstreak kissed Richie on the forehead and closed his eyes and then slowly drifted to sleep.
A few hours later, it was morning. Richie woke up alone in his bed. "Francis?" He got up and put on his clothes. His window was open and there was a note taped to his door. Richie noticed the note and walked over and took it off and started reading it.
'Richie, I'm sorry I had to leave you like this. I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of and none of that can ever be excused. You're probably angry with me right now. Just know I still love you and that I will come back to you one day. I promise you. I love you.'
Richie sat on the edge of his bed, looking down at the note. He began crying and a few tears fell on the note.