Just A Bit Obsessed

The nightclub is full of lights and shadows, and the air smells of chemicals, alcohol and sweat.People crowded on the dance floor, no one could recognize anyone.Occasionally, one or two people will be picked by the spotlight, have a moment's attention, and then disappear into the crowd again.

This is not a place Alexander is used to, and every second he regrets being persuaded by Mira to come here.But Mira was exhausted from studying, stressed and wanted to relax for the upcoming exams, so he gave in.

Fortunately, Yunling beer was sold in the bar, and Alexander heaved a sigh of relief. He picked the label on the bottle bit by bit until half of it was removed.The noise here and the dim and beating lights gave him a headache.

"Come on, don't spoil the fun," Mira yelled in his ear. "Let's dance!"

"You know I hate dancing."

"But everyone is dancing! Come on! I want to dance!"

"Then go dance," Alexander said, taking another sip of his beer.

"Really?" Mira put her hand to her lips seductively. "You just want other men to dance with me? You don't mind?"

"I believe you," said Alexander flatly.

"Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you? You've been so emotional since the last few days. I'm the one who was driven crazy by the exam, not you!"

Alexander took a sip of his drink. "I'm not emotional." In fact, he may be a little bit, but he can't say why.He could feel this weird feeling of irritability taking root in his heart, but he didn't know why he was depressed.all is well.The company's business is as smooth as if it has been lubricated, and the relationship between him and Mira can't be more harmonious, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Go dance," said Alexander. "Got some fun—" He froze as he saw the spotlight capture two men dancing.

Mira followed his gaze. "Oh, look who that is! Chris hasn't been idle since he left us. He's got good taste and got a handsome guy."

Alex stared at the large hands that roamed Christian's crotch as he danced and rubbed his body against the other man.His head rested on the man's shoulder, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was slightly open.The man watched him hungrily, slipping his hands into Christian's T-shirt.

Alexander slammed the wine down. "Let's go say hello."

"You're not serious!" Mira exclaimed. "Christian won't be happy. They sure don't want to be bothered!"

"Come on," Alexander called, grabbing Mira's wrist and pulling her that way.

"Alexander!"

He ignored her protest and forced his way through the crowd.

Once there, Alex grabs Christian's arm - just to get his attention, of course.

Christian opened his eyes at once, blinked blankly a few times before focusing on Alexander, and then a dazzling smile slowly bloomed on his face.He moved his mouth, but the music was so loud that Alexander couldn't make out what he was saying.Christian pulled away from his partner, turned and fell on top of Alexander. "Hey!" he yelled happily.

Only then did Alexander realize that Christian was drunk.He had to hold Christian by the waist to keep him from falling. "you're drunk."

Christian wrapped an arm around his neck and shook his head. "Just a little drunk."

Alexander snorted and looked at the man next to him—the man's eyes pierced him like knives.

"Go away," Alexander said. "He drank like this, it's impossible to mess with you."

The man snorted angrily and disappeared into the crowd.

"I'm never screwed because I'm drunk," Christian said aloud in his ear.

Alexander frowned. "You're too drunk to drive anyway. How did you get here?"

Christian paused. "No. I think it came over."

"What do you think?" Alexander said. "Then how do you go home?"

Christian pressed his nose to his ear. "Don't go home. I want to fuck."

"Really?" Alexander said flatly. "I originally thought that the reason why you rejected Mira's invitation was because you didn't want to sleep with someone."

"No girls," Christian whispered in his ear. "Want a man. I want to be pushed and fucked"

Alexander swallowed.He flinched at Mira's worried gaze, even though it was impossible for her to catch Gang's words.Even if she heard it, he would have no reason to feel guilty.He wasn't taking the blame for Christian's nonsense.

Alexander cleared his throat. "We'll take you home. You'll be fine after you sleep." While beckoning Mira to follow, Alexander half-hugged and half-dragged Christian out of the dance floor.

"Where are we going?" Christian asked as soon as he put on his coat and walked out into the late December night.

It was cold and damp outside, but there was no wind.

"Where do you live?"

After a while, Christian gave him the address.

"Then we'll go there now," Alexander pushed him toward the cart.

"Hey, watch!" Christian stumbled. "My legs feel weird."

"You were fine when you rubbed on that guy on the dance floor."

"You sound angry, Alex," Christian turned to him, winking.Apparently, being this drunk hadn't made him forget his silly love of flirting.

"I'm not mad," Alexander said, catching Christian just in time when he stumbled again. "I'm just annoyed. I don't have a babysitter for you tonight."

"Baby, don't be too hard on him."

Startled, Alexander turned his head and realized that he had completely forgotten about Mira's existence.

She strode to keep up. "If you have to say who is at fault, you should apologize for preventing Chris from fishing for men."

"I don't," Alexander retorted, opening the door and stuffing Christian into the passenger seat.

"You have," Christian muttered.

"You have," Mira said, climbing into the backseat as well.

"He's drunk." Alexander got into the car, buckled up the seat belts for Christian and himself, and started the engine. "Who knows what that man will do to him."

Christian started laughing—or rather drunkenly giggling. "Oh, you are so sweet."

Alexander shot him a sideways look.

Christian blew him a kiss.

Alexander gritted his teeth and turned his gaze back to the road.

He could feel Christian staring at him.

"That's weird," Christian muttered in bewilderment. "You are so caring, but you look unhappy. Strange."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a bad drinker?" Alexander asked, ignoring Meera, who was laughing in the backseat.

"No," Christian replied after a while.

"You have poor taste in wine."

"No, I taste very good! I'll be sober soon."

"I don't quite mean that."

"You're so mean. You look so good, but your mouth is so poisonous."

"You just said I was very caring."

"I didn't say that!"

Alexander laughed. "You are simply inexplicable."

"Then you're an asshole."

"Then you're a nuisance."

"Wonderful," Mira chuckled. "Personal attacks at the kindergarten level. How else can you tear them apart?"

"He started it!" Christian said, sounding like he was pouting. "I really, really don't like your boyfriend. I don't know how you put up with him. Or why you put up with him."

"He's not bad sometimes," Meera said triumphantly. "Also, his dick is great."

This made Christian quiet for a moment.

"Probably," he muttered reluctantly. "Big dicks are uncomfortable sometimes, especially if a man can't handle them. But I guess he—"

"He himself is here," Alexander said, looking ahead. "He really wants you two to stop talking about his dick."

"Surprise," Meera said.

"Boring," Christian said.

Mira smiled. "I hope you don't blame Alexander. That guy is really handsome."

"No. His eyes are beautiful, blue. It's a pity."

Alexander glanced at Christian, who looked drowsy now.

"Can I ask you a question?" Mira said.

When Christian made a sleepy "hmm," she asked. "Why don't you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend? I mean, you're probably the most popular guy in college, everyone loves you, but you never date anyone, you just sleep around. Everyone says you're because Fear of being tied down."

"No," Christian murmured, yawning. "Quite the opposite. My parents loved each other—their love was fucking great—and growing up, I knew their feelings best. It seemed a little superficial to settle early on, so I went around Sleep. After all, you need to kiss countless frogs before you find the prince. I didn't see my true life, so I will continue to sleep."

Christian looked wistful, and he looked less drunk now.

"I'd love to meet you for real," Meera said.

Christian and Alexander looked at each other for a moment, then looked away. "Honey, I want to see you too."

"Okay, let's do a little test!" Mira said.

"test?"

"Hmm. Is it male or female?"

"Easy," muttered Christian. "male."

"How are you so sure?" Mira asked a little impatiently. "You can fall in love with women, too."

Alexander glanced again at Christian, who had closed his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I like women," Christian said. "You guys feel nice and talk to each other, but I can't—I can't imagine myself falling in love with a girl. There's a lot a girl can't give me."

"Like what?" Mira asked.

Don't want girls, want men.To be pushed and fucked.

Alexander moved slightly on his seat, his eyes fixed on the front.

"Being with a man is different than being with a woman," murmured Christian. "It's a different relationship. I'm definitely on the side of gender equality, but there are some things you just can't—" He pauses, making a confused, irritated sound. "It's hard to explain. I feel different and want different things when I'm with men, you know?"

Mira giggled. "Then just say you like dicks better."

Christian snickered. "That's right, but the truth is not that simple."

"Okay, what the heck. So the real one is likely to be a man. Tall or short?"

"Stupid question. Do you like short, thin men?"

"It's different! I've heard that some gay guys like fluffy fluffy guys."

"I don't. I like tall and strong ones, stronger than me."

"I see," Mira said with a smile. "Then let me guess, you like, uh, sex?"

Christian laughed. "I've done it all."

"But you prefer to be the receiver," Meera emphasized.

Alexander glanced sideways at Christian.

"Yeah," he met Alexander's gaze, his cheeks flushed.

Alexander turned back to look at the road again. They were almost at the place Christian said.

"I don't do it very often though," Christian added. "I usually only go for one-night stands, and some strangers often don't go that far. It's a little too intense, it makes you feel vulnerable or something, where the person—"

"Too much to say," Alexander said.

The car was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard falling, and Alexander realized that he had almost yelled out by gritting his teeth just now.

"What's wrong?" Christian finally asked. "Makes you uncomfortable, Alex?"

Alexander looked straight at the road. "You talk too much." He braked in front of a building. "Is it here?"

"I'm right."

"Then get out of the car."

"Then I'd like to thank you for giving me a ride. Bye, Mira."

"Bye, Chris."

Alexander hadn't even looked at Christian when he opened the door, but now he had to look at him as the kid staggered and fell to the ground.

"Is there any mistake!" Alexander said and got out of the car.

"The world was spinning," Christian said. "Strange thing. I was sober."

Alexander dragged him up. "stand up."

Christian put his arms around his neck and leaned heavily on him.

"Need help?" Mira called from the car.

"No," said Alexander, and started to walk. "Which apartment is yours?"

"There. Fifth floor. But the elevator is out of order."

enough.

When they finally reached the apartment, the two leaned against the door, panting.

"I feel like throwing up," Christian said.

"Don't spit," Alexander said.

"It's useful for you to say that, buddy."

"Can you do the rest yourself?"

"If I say no, will you help me in?" Christian smiled lightly, but his eyes were very serious.

Alexander straightened up. "If you've got the energy to start flirting again, then you can fuck yourself in." He turned to leave, but one hand grabbed his coat.

"Alex."

He took a deep breath and looked directly at Christian. "what?"

Christian let go of his coat and bit his lower lip with a strange expression. "This, should be, the last time we saw each other, right?"

Alexander put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "We might still see each other at school."

"You know what I mean."

Christian's eyes were like melted chocolate.

Alexander looked away, tugging at his collar. "Maybe. How else?"

"I don't like endings in the dark," Christian said.

"What is unclear?"

"You know what I'm talking about. Look at me."

Alexander knew he shouldn't have done this.he knows.

But he did it anyway.

They stared at each other silently; the only sound in the stairwell was their gruff breathing.

Christian licked his lips.

"Just once," he whispered.

Then Alexander leaned forward sharply, and their lips met.Christian moaned and grabbed his hair, kissing back eagerly and greedily, and Alexander kissed him deeper, tongue into his mouth.The kiss was messy and sensual—tongue, teeth, gasping grunts and whimpers—and he pushed as hard as he could to kiss him deeper and harder.Nothing made sense—except this: a basic biological need, his blood rushing through his veins clamoring for his cock, making him hard.he wants--

At this moment his cell phone rang.It was the ringtone he set for Mira.

Alexander jerked his body away as if he had been burned.

The two gasped, staring at each other closely.Christian's pupils dilated, making his eyes appear unnaturally dark, his face was flushed, his hair was disheveled, and his lips were bright red and swollen.Alexander hated himself, even though his guts were knotting with guilt, a part of him still wanted to suck those lips again, his body was burning with desire.

"No," he backed away hoarsely, stumbling downstairs in a hurry.

Once outside, the icy night air cooled his skin.

Alexander took a few deep breaths, trying to soften himself up.The thought of Mira waiting for him in the car made him sick to the bone.

He didn't want to go there, but he couldn't stay here forever.

Alexander prepared himself mentally, strode over and got into the cab.

"Why so slow?"

Alexander watched the night through the windshield.

He could have lied and not mentioned the truth.

His stomach churned.No.

"I kissed him just now," he said evenly.

There was a pause. "Can you say that again?"

"I just kissed Christian." He didn't look at her.

The silence lasted longer this time.

Finally, she laughed and said uncertainly, "Wow. I didn't even know how to react. I thought—I thought you were [-] percent straight."

"I am," Alexander replied, grabbing the steering wheel.

"Honey, I don't want to expose it, but if you kiss a man, then you're obviously not [-]% straight." She paused. "I don't really blame you, though. He's downright charming. A man would want to try him."

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at her. "You're not as angry as I expected."

Mila curled her hair with her fingers. "Why mad? I've kissed him too--everything else. I'm just surprised." She looked at him curiously. "Did you like that kiss?"

Alexander almost laughed out loud.How should he answer?

"Like" cannot be described at all.Longing was still gnawing at him, his cock still half-hard.

No matter how open-minded Mira was, once she knew how attracted Alexander was to Christian, she would definitely not be able to accept it.She wouldn't want to know, his fingers still trembling with the adrenaline rush, his body stiff with the awakening of lust.

"Feels okay," Alexander said curtly, turning his head away.

Mira put her hands on his shoulders. "So what should we do now?"

"I do not quite understand you."

"Isn't it obvious? I'm attracted to him, you're attracted to him, and I think he's attracted to both of us. It's perfect. We can have a real threesome instead of just two guys and one girl. "

Alexander took a slow breath.She couldn't be serious about making such a suggestion. "I'm not sure that's a good idea, Meera."

"Why? I saw that when you two accidentally kissed each other, the scene was really hot." She giggled. "Have to say, it's really exciting to watch two big guys make out. I don't even feel jealous. It feels like... like it doesn't count, you know?"

Alexander knew where her whims came from: he didn't mind if Mira made out with another hot girl.But the problem is...

He sighed, covering his eyes with one hand.How to tell her, he had a bad feeling about it.

"Is it because he is a man?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Mirafa asked. "If so, you're so stupid. You're bisexual at worst! It's just a hookup, not a relationship. Come on, let's try it. If you don't like it, we'll never do it again. How easy .”

Alexander stared into the darkness.He shouldn't have made a decision while he was still on fire.

But he still agreed. "All right."

"Great! Then I'll tell him tomorrow."

The uncomfortable feeling inside him could not dissipate for a long time.

He had a premonition that this matter was not as simple as Mira said.