Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 99 - . Blowjob

The door opened, and Henry stood in the frame with crossed arms. The corridor was illuminated—I don't know whether they found candles or why else this was the case, but it made it impossible to see his face.

"Do you have condoms?" He asked in a strange voice.

I propped my head on Chelsea's shoulder and looked back at him.

"No. Do you?" I snapped back. Not the nice way to react when Chelsea hadn't even explicitly said we would do it, but I was pissed at the interruption.

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Henry shook his head.

"Has she taken her pill? Or are you planning to become teenage parents inside this parallel world full of monsters?"

I sighed deeply and Chelsea wriggled herself out of my lap. She stood up and blew a kiss to me, leaving when Henry made way for her.

"Henry. There are things that people can do without directly having intercourse." I said when she was gone.

"Yeah sure. Like pulling it out before coming?"

"That would be intercourse as well. Never heard of foreplay?" I gave back. He really had a knack for making me angry.

"You want foreplay with a girl who hasn't showered since forever, while your grandma is listening in the adjoining room?" There was clear disdain in his voice.

"Yes, I want exactly that. And it would probably have come to that if you hadn't interrupted."

"Haven't you noticed that she not only tried to gather information, she also tried to find out where the food came from? Where do you think she got the idea from? Her group sent her forward to prostitute herself. Are you dumb?" So he was listening in. What a creep.

"So? It isn't like we can leave them in the dark about everything anyway." And Chelsea and I had already kissed outside this world; it wasn't like she had never had any explicit intentions about me.

"Stop kidding, we have more important business than you playing around."

"Maybe you are forgetting that the moment we are out of this world again, I AM BACK TO BEING A PRISONER?! Why not let me enjoy myself if the situation allows it? Who else would want to do it with me, the red-eyed murderer?" There were only the crazy chicks left that lusted for prisoners. Well, I initially hadn't thought that far just now, but thinking about it, it could really be my last chance to get laid for a long time.

Henry went silent again, and I heard my grandma's voice that really did come out of the adjoining room.

"Henry, bring that unfilial THING to me." What the fuck? I thought Henry had exaggerated regarding her proximity.

Henry seemed to smile as he stalked to me, grabbing my arm. And, for fuck's sake, it happened again. I saw myself flipping the coin, presenting it in my palm. Black; eyes, ears, and heart uncovered.

I enclose the hot rod with my mouth, sucking like crazy. I want to taste his essence again, the taste turning me on like nothing else ever had.

Use me, Kenny; use me until you can't live without me.

He grips my hair, and I go with the motion, growling with satisfaction at him cooperating with me by moving his hips. My heart somersaults, and I twirled my tongue around his tip, pressing it against the small slit in the middle, feeling him shudder.

This pleasure we can only give each other, Kenny; there is no one else that could.

Finally, his body trembles as he comes into my mouth. He pulls my hair back, forcing me to face these red eyes, which I so desperately want to look at me.

I swallow as he stares at me; both dazed in the aftermath of his orgasm.

He grins at me,

"How are you so good at this?" There is jest in his eyes as he tries to rile me up again. 

His foot presses against my own erection, while I am still on my knees.

"So? What are we doing about that?" Kenny asks me, and my insides scream with a certain plea, 

'LET ME FUCK YOU'

'LET ME CLAIM YOU'

'LET ME INSIDE YOU.'

I know he can see the desperation in me, and revels in it. 

Coming back, I found that not only had I cum AGAIN in my pants, Henry was also enclosing me in a hug.

"We need a few minutes!" He replied to my grandma loudly, kicking the door shut with one of his long legs.

I pushed him away with all I got, and he stumbled against the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled at him, knowing that I should feel disgusted, and the fact that I was not meant only that the feelings that were still residing inside me, were not my own.

I swung my fist and punched the wall Henry leaned against, only inches away from his face.

WHO THE HELL SHOULD I BEAT NOW?

If I had seen Henry fucking me, I could beat him to death now because it meant that he was out for my ass. If I saw myself sucking him off, I would directly kill him– no reasons needed.

But it was that fucker that had sucked me off, and it was clearly consensual from BOTH PARTIES in my vision.

SO WHO THE FUCK DO I BEAT?

Myself, because I let this happen in some who-knows-how-far-away future?

Myself again, because I came not only in my vision by being sucked off by a MAN but also in reality while seeing and feeling sucking myself off?

We looked at each other, and although he felt my killing intent, he could still look and talk to me nonchalantly.

"Your nose is bleeding." He tried to wipe my blood away with his orange shirt, under all the bloody clothes, but I stepped back rapidly and wiped my nose with my sleeve. Now, at least a bit of the disgust I should feel was setting in.

"No matter what you saw, I won't play around with any girl in the future." He seemed to have caught on that I again visited some of his romantic encounters.

No, I know you are true to your promise—that, I COULD SEE, FUCK!

"No. I want you to go and get married ASAP WHEN WE GET OUT OF HERE. Go and get children; move away to an island!" I nodded in a daze, still mind-blown that someone, a man, can feel turned on by GIVING a blowjob to another man. All the while, my blood pressure went higher the more I thought about it.

"What did you see?" He furrowed his brows.

"Fuck." I distanced myself even more and pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to unsee what was burned into my mind.

How the fuck do I turn gay in the future?

Waaaaaaait.

Did I see in the first vision how he fucked me? In my ass? No FUCKING way.

"Don't you ever touch me again!" I raged at him, as I was in the midst of another mental breakdown.

"No." Henry gripped my arm again and pulled me to himself, though I tried to shake him off with all I had.

"Not until you explain what you have seen exactly!"

He tightened his grip on my arm, and I was in the midst of losing it and punching him when the coin flipped again.

I saw myself revealing it on my palm—black, future. Eyes and ears uncovered, as well as a wretched smile on the lips of the woman.

I knew instantly that this would be no gay horror, but rather normal horror, yet the latter would be enough to endanger our lives in this world.

DAMN IT!