As Blake's lips found mine, the familiar hot feeling washed over me. It felt like being lit up by a match, although I didn't exactly know how that felt like. His lips moved efficiently against mine and I could tell that he surely had experience on this kind of thing. I always found it surprising how good a kisser Blake was and now as he grazed over my lips, I was still taken a back on how soft his lips were. How sure they were and how good it felt just kissing him. I moaned into his lips as he continued kissing me passionately.

While Blake was kissing me, my mind was a mess of thoughts. Thoughts of lust and desire and pleasure were dominant as those were the strongest feelings at the moment. But at the same time, there was a small part of me that was worrying. What was I worrying about? Somehow, despite the fact my body and mind was enjoying this, it felt wrong. Wrong, not in the sense that I shouldn't be kissing Blake but wrong in a way that the place was not right. Somehow I didn't find having a room with Blake, all to ourselves that romantic. It felt wrong.

Suddenly I tasted the sting of the alcohol Blake just drank as he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. My eyes went wide as the mix of something sour and bitter stung my taste buds. I pushed Blake off me and he came to stare at me. His eyes were wide with shock and I could tell he felt a little hurt at my rejection.

"What's wrong Mikey?" Blake asked as he tried to get closer to me. I instinctively put up a hand to stop him. As I did though, a wave of nostalgia and deja vu washed over me. It was like that time in the choir room after we had just rehearsed our duet. At that time back then, I had surely wanted it but I was afraid someone would see us, plus my relationship with Blake at that moment was a really complicated one.

Right now, it was different, Blake and I had somehow resolved our relationship and I guess we were like dating now, but right now, I didn't want this. Yes, you do. NO. I tried to shake off the feeling that I wanted this. Maybe my body did, but not me. This felt all so wrong for me and I just couldn't bring myself to be comfortable with it.

"Mikey?" Blake started again and I could sense the hurt in his voice. I suddenly realized I still hadn't answered his question.

"I… uhh… it's nothing… I swear…" I lied. I didn't want to hurt Blake's feelings.

"No, Mikey, tell me…" He said as he tilted my chin to look me in the eye. The moment he did. I suddenly got butterflies in my stomach. Looking into Blake's eyes, staring at those dark brown eyes of his. I started to feel queesy. Something about his expression made me think he was really serious about this. About our relationship.

"It's just… that…"

"Wait, hold that thought Mikey…" Blake cut me as he grabbed the bottle he placed on the table. He opened it and took a large gulp like he did earlier. I just stared at him as he did so. When he was done, he took the bottle away from his mouth and stared at me with a dazed smile. "You were saying?"

I stared at him dumbfounded. This was not my Blake. This was not the guy I fell in love with. No. This was someone else. I suddenly became annoyed at him and narrowed my eyes as I glared at him. "What the hell are you drinking?" I asked a little annoyed at his weird behavior.

"Some brand of Tequila" He said as he checked the writings on the bottle. "Heavy stuff…" He eyed it around, turning the bottle and his head moving from side to side. "Want some?"

I was about to protest when without any warning, Blake cornered me up against the wall and held my face in his hands. I was surprised as he tightened his grip on my jaw, pushing my lips forward. For a moment, I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead of his lips, I felt the glass bottle touch my lips and then the alcohol poured in my mouth.

It was just like how Blake's lips tasted. A mix of sour and bitterness coursed through my lips as the liquid passed it. My eyes were wide with shock as I drank. I couldn't respond properly, like everything was happening all too fast. In a second, the liquid then out of nowhere, Blake's lips found mine again.

This time, his kiss was more rough and forceful as he pinned me against the wall. I didn't like what was going on but my body had other plans. As soon as our lips had met, that same fire that burned in me every time we kissed was there, heating me up like pouring hot water slowly over my body. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or his forcefulness, but I found Blake somehow hotter when he was this aggressive.

He slowly moved us to the bed, careful not to break the kiss as he kept on moving our lips in perfect rhythm. He lay me gently on the bed as he deepened the kiss and I placed an arm on his chest as we made out. He demanded entrance as he pushed his tongue against my lips, parting them and I could only follow obediently as I let his tongue inside.

Blake moved his tongue efficiently inside my mouth. He came in contact with my tongue and he slowly guided it into his mouth. I moaned in pleasure as he did so. I was feeling so hot and I felt myself hardening already. He led my tongue to explore the insides of his and as I did, Blake released a moan of his own and it could only turn me on more.

His hands carefully moved over my body, feeling me up. One hand he placed over my chest the other went down to my butt. He slowly pulled away from the kiss and as he did I bit on his lower lip and pulled which gained me another moan from him and a squeeze on my ass.

"Oh Mikey… you naughty boy…" He said erotically and it made me shudder. He grabbed the bottle again and took a drink of it again. I didn't know if it was because I was feeling a little light headed, but I didn't care anymore about him drinking. He offered me the bottle and I involuntarily nodded. I didn't feel like I was in control of my actions. Like someone else was doing it for me and I was watching it like a hazy movie. What was happening to me?

He brought the bottle against my lips and I tilted my head so that I could drink. The alcohol stung my taste buds as it flowed through my lips, filling my mouth. As he pulled the bottle away, I held the drink in my mouth for a moment, debating on whether to spit it out or gulp it in. I decided to do the latter one then and as I swallowed it, it left a burning ache in my throat, making me want to chug down a glass of water.

My head started to spin a little. Blake was right, that was some really strong stuff. I had never had a drink before but I knew what it felt like when alcohol took it's effect, based on what my brother had told me.

However, what met my lips was Blake. He returned to kissing me and I couldn't get a word out. I could only moan into his mouth, causing him to shudder. Blake suddenly pulled away from me and stared into my eyes.

"I want you." Blake said. Something about it made me feel like butter on a hot surface and at the same time it felt wrong. I want you? Didn't he mean I lov… my thoughts were interrupted though when Blake suddenly ripped up my grey hoodie open. I stared wide eyed as he tore the clothing apart. I felt really bad for the hoodie

"Blake!" I exclaimed shocked. He just smirked at me and went back to kissing me. I was admittedly a little turned on at this but it still felt wrong. He moved from kissing my lips down to kissing my neck.

"Ugh… Blake…" I moaned as he kissed and sucked on my neck. Maybe I'd get a hickey from him. As he planted soft kisses all over my neck, I felt my body heat increase by the second. It felt like I would explode any minute now. I've never been this intimate with a person before, and right now, experiencing it was such a rush.

"Mmm… Mikey…" He whispered in my ear and it made me shudder again as he nibbled lightly on it. "You taste so good….". I released another moan from my lips as he went back to kissing my mouth. "Mmmm…" was all he said as our mouths moved together. He then moved down from my lips to my neck then down to my chest leaving a trail of kisses.

"Ughhhh….. B-lake…." I whimpered as he kept on kissing my chest. He began to move back up to my lips and I felt I couldn't take it anymore. This was all to much. Blake suddenly broke the kiss and took off his shirt and tossed it aside. As he did, my eyes immediately went down his body.

There it was again, the heat rushing over and I felt the blood course through and went straight down my crotch. I felt myself hardening more as I took in the sight of Blake's perfect body. His broad shoulders, his huge arm muscles, his massive chest and his perfect chiseled abs. I stared at him with my mouth hung open and he just smirked at me knowingly. He knew I liked what I was seeing.

I reached out with my left hand and pulled in Blake for a kiss. But he didn't go down on my lips, instead he went to kiss my chest and this only made me moan in pleasure. As he was kissing my chest, he moved slowly to kiss one of my nipples. I released a sound which was not human as he did, and he eyed my reaction and smirked equally as mischievous.

"You like that eh?" He asked. I could only bite my lip and nod as a response. Blake then began to lick on my left nipple and I whimpered as he did so. Fucking tease! He was eyeing me the whole time as he kept on circling my nipple with his tongue. I moved my left hand to the back of his head, and tangled my fingers in his chestnut brown hair.

He then began sucking on it and I shut my eyes tight and bit my lip even harder. It drove me crazy as I felt his lips on my nipple, he sucked on it and I could only whimper and twitch as he did. My breathing began to hitch as he started undoing my pants. Oh shit, this was it, we were really doing it.

He pulled down my pants, leaving me in my boxers and as I looked down, I could see the bulge which was my own. Blake followed my eyes and when he came to look back at me, he smirked again. He continued sucking on my nipple and his hand slowly made it's way to my crotch, nearing my hard on. Blake suddenly began groping me as he sucked on my nipple and I could only moan more. "Fuck… Blake… Ugh…"

Blake then started to pull my boxers down, exposing my hard member. "Mmm… Mikey.." he said as he made his way down the bed.. I stared at him as he got down on his knees. I sat up and moved closer to the edge of the bed. Shit, was he going to do what I think he was going to do.

"Now.. Mikey, this would be my first time ever doing this… so I don't know… if what I'm doing is right… so.. just tell me.. okay?" Blake said nervously. I eyed him and he looked anxious, I kind of thought it was a little funny since he seemed so experienced moments ago, now he was all fidgety. I nodded as response and tried to give him a reassuring smile to know I was okay with this. Okay? Heck, this was one of those things I fantasized Blake would hopefully do to me back when I pictured him in compromising positions.

Blake nodded slowly and began jerking me off with his hand first. He started to pump me slowly at first and my breathing hitched up as he did. I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him over to my face. I leaned over and kissed him as he continued pumping me. He moaned into me as our lips met and I moved my hand from his hair down to his chest feeling him up.

I pulled away from the kiss and stared at Blake who was looking at me with a smirk on his face. "I want you Mikey… so bad, you have no idea." He said, although his words made me shudder a bit, there it was again. I want you… not I love you…. I knew he said I love you to me a lot of times already, but in the heat of the moment, when he was clouded with lustful thinking, his animal instincts drove him, which made him not think what he was saying yet mean them already… So was he lying to me all those times when he said I love you? Was he just looking at me for a hookup? a fling? I didn't want to find out the answers to that.

I suddenly lost all the wantness of this. It was like my eyes were opened. I didn't want to spend the night like this. I instantly stood up and Blake watched me as I did. I pulled my boxers up and put on my pants. Blake was staring at me with a confused expression. "What are you doing?" He asked.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him though, so I lied. "I need to pee, where's the bathroom?"

"Uhh… over here..?" He pointed a little confused to the door behind him. Shit. Not good enough. Suddenly my cellphone rang. I grabbed it from my jean's pocket and looked at the number, it was Adam. I sighed in relief, thank you Adam! What great timing… "I need to take this.." I said as I hurriedly tossed my torn hoodie away and decided to put on Blake's shirt. He was about to protest when I kissed him on the lips before going. "Be right back" I said.

I made my way out the bar and started walking. I didn't know where I was going but I wanted to get out of the old abandoned warehouse fast. I almost forgot about the call until my phone vibrated again. I picked it up and answered.

"Hello… Adam?"

"Hey little bro.." He started.. "Where are you?" He asked.

"Umm.." In a motel/bar with Blake, we were just about to have sex… "Home… why?" I lied.

"No.. you're lying Mike… I wanted to surprise you by coming home early only to find the house empty… Where are you?" He demanded.

I dropped the phone speechless and stared into nothing. I heard Adam calling my name on the other end but I didn't care. I was in deep sludge.