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That January was snowy and three men were staying with blankets on them and warm coffees in hands since the snow blocked the door again.
The house was surprisingly cozy, but Per's room was cold as his soul. It was his birthday that day, but all he wanted was to dissappear forever.
A familiar voice said his name, it was Jan's.
For no one else in the world Per would get up from his bed to actually walk downstairs and greet him with a hug. It was weird.
"Happy birthday, Swede!" Jan couldn't be more sweeter that day. "You have so many presents, c'mon!"
They say down together, far from Øystein and Jørn who were watching how Per slowly started to open his presents.
For what felt like an eternity, the blonde only ripped of paper and looked carefully at all the presents, then gently placing them by his side on the floor.
The cute reindeer socks from Jan were warming his lifeless feet.
"There, the last one." Jan handed him a bag.
The black haired took it first, gently pulling out a very stupid-looking pink hairbrush with a Hello Kitty on it.
"EW CATS-" Per growled, staring at the hairbrush with disgust.
"I'm disappointed but not surprised since Øystein insisted on it."
Per glared at Øystein, then got up and walked upstairs.
"Oh wonderful." Jan facepalmed.
The night was quiet, except the footsteps that were walking around the living room and the static of the TV as Per inserted one of the tapes he stole from Øystein's room back when he slept there while they were cleaning his room.
He sat on the couch, watching how the two men in the video were making out naked on a bed, one on top of the other. He was confused, the tape was titled as horror movie, but it was actually gay porn.
Was Øystein gay?
And what about the girls?
He was always with girls at parties or sometimes introducing them a girl as his girlfriend.
But then he realized the dominated guy was Øystein.
The other man was unknown to Per.
The camera moved, showing Øystein's face between the man's legs.
Then a large dick showed up, scaring Per, since he never saw other dude's dick before.
The way Øystein so easily shoved it down his troath made Per think he did that before, that he was experienced in pornography.
Were there more tapes in the black haired's room?
Were all with him?
But Per focused on how Øystein sucked on the man's dick until he reached the orgasm, and a white, sticky liquid showed up. Per never masturbated, he wasn't even interested in such a shit.
Sex wasn't something to bother with.
When he was ready to close the recording and try to forget everything he saw, the moans that escaped Øystein's mouth when the dick shoved deep inside his hole made him stop breathing.
Was all that happening?
Was he really violating someone else's property?
Was he really seeing things that he wasn't supposed to?
No, it couldn't be real.
He bit himself by the hand until blood showed up, but it wasn't a dream. It was all real.
"Øystein..." he approached the TV and crouched, eyes almost glued to the screen. He caressed the virtual Øystein's cheek. He looked like he was in pain, tears streaming down his face as the trusths were getting sloppier and a pink dildo was shoved inside as well, a scream escaping Øystein's mouth.
Although the feeling of disgust, Per felt how the tip of his dick rubbed the pants. No fucking way that was erotic to him. NO FUCKING WAY.
He sobbed, tears forming in his eyes, fixing his glare on the pink dildo. He suddenly remembered about the hairbrush.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Øystein screamed from the stairs.
Per slowly turned around, teary eyes fixing him.
Øystein stared at him, then let out a sigh.
Per stood up, coming closer.
"Is this true...?"
"I-I.."
"I wanna try."
"Huh..?"
"What's in the video. What you were doing with that man. I want to try."
"Why don't you ask your lovely Jan to help you with it then?? I'm sure he'll be hella glad to fuck with you."
"Because I don't know everything about him.."
"You don't know everything about me either."
"But I can say I know now."
Øystein stared at their feet.
"It's been so long, Per... I should've told you about it before.. It was a hell."
"Why?"
"Not everything there was.. consensual.."
"I wanna try exactly how it is in the video."
"How it is in the video?"
"Come between my legs."
He sat down, Øystein obeying his orders, kneeling, lifting Per's shirt and moved down his boxers just to show the erected member covered in thick pre-cum.
Øystein giggled.
"What a monster."
Per didn't gave him any moment to speak, he pushed his head down, making him take it all in.
"Suck." he obeyed, loving to see Øystein submit to everything he says.
The feeling was weird, the warmth and wetness of the other's mouth, his hands on his hips and the cold when Øystein dropped him and laid back under Per.
"You know what now, right?"
"I do."
For a virgin, Per was good.
Øystein tought that maybe he's been with girls before, even tho Per wasn't the type to look at them.
His moves were tender and sweet, wich drived Øystein insane when the orgasms hit. Suddenly, the feeling of emptiness appeared as cum came out of him quickly, squirting on the sofa.
"Per..?"
"It's okay. I promise it's okay."
He grabbed the hairbrush.
"Per-"
"I said it'll be okay. It's soft."
"Per, if you're so needy for that, you know you could just ask and i-"
"I don't believe you." he coated the hairbrush with saliva and cum. "You have my cum inside you, it'll go in easier." he slowly inserted the bottom tip, Øystein gasping in pain and discomfort.
"Ngh.. Per.."
"Shh... You don't wanna wake up the two lovebirds..~ Be quiet as before, baby..~" he kissed his lips, pushing more of the hairbrush inside.
"It hurts.."
"It won't sooner. You'll beg me to spank you with this, you'll see."
Once the long part inside, Per started to thrust the hairbrush in and out of Øystein, making the black haired man try to hold his moans at the feeling of hard plastic inside him.
"Do you like Hello Kitty inside of you? ~"
"Yes, yes, yesss, fuck, fuck.. I love Hello Kitty inside of me~"
"Do you want Hello Kitty to spank you every night? ~"
"I wouldn't mind even when I sleep..~~"
"She will remember that."
He suddenly pushed his dick inside right next to the hairbrush, Øystein moaning louder than ever.
"Fuuck..." he felt another orgasm in his stomach as both the brush and the dick hitting his sweet spot over and over.
The cum hit his stomach like a stream, that's when Per finally stopped, since Øystein was so tired that he fell asleep immediately.
Per put his shirt on him as a blanket, leaving the brush where it belongs, clenched in Øystein's ass, keeping in all the cum that Per released.
"I love you, Øystein." Per kissed his new fresh lovely boy, cuddling him, keeping him warm from the cold in the air.