The Emancipation of a Fuckboy - Chapter 53: Chapter 53
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Dominic
A week had gone and passed since the last time I saw Valentine, and I'm already super itchy. I feel like a worm drizzled in salt. I wanted to see him as soon as I can, but I tried to calm myself down. I've been calling him every night, and it's so good to know that he's not snubbing me, so I guess that's a good sign that he's not ghosting me.
My mom came home a little bit late that we had to wait for her before we have our dinner. After eating dinner, I immediately rushed to my room and looked for my phone. I have to call Valentine. I know it's Friday night and I'm trying to have a wild guess that he's going to party. I was just about to dial his phone number when he popped up on my screen. He's calling me, and I couldn't help myself but smile.
"Val, I was just about to call you." I didn't even wait for him to talk.
"Yeah, I knew you're going to call me anyway, so I called you first instead." He replied, and hearing his voice made me feel so much better. "You aren't going anywhere right?"
"No. I mean it's Friday night but I don't feel like going to a party." I was surprised by what I said. It's true that I don't feel like going out tonight, in fact, I haven't partied for the whole week, but I admit I missed partying. Staying home and becoming that one couch potato isn't a good thing, and I should've been looking for a job at least.
"Would you like to come party here in my house instead?" Valentine asked. In my head, I've already agreed to this. I miss him so much that if I could just teleport to where he is, I will do it right now at this very moment.
"Are you hosting a party?" I asked.
"Your damn right! I'm definitely hosting a party,"
"Are you sure? I mean, obviously, I don't have anywhere else to go." I was trying to pretend to be hesitant, but I'm honestly excited to see him.
"Is that a yes?" He asked.
"Yes," I uttered, trying to hide my excitement.
"Do I need to come to fetch you?"
"No, it's okay. I'll just take a grab." I replied. As much as I'm excited to see him, I don't want my mom to see him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. I don't want my mom to see you at least this time. Did you know she kept on asking stuff about you this past few days?" I trailed. I can definitely say that I'm really my mom's son. She's really not afraid to express the joy she's feeling about Valentine. As much as I do, she's getting really excited to see Valentine again.
"Yeah, she's like how's Valentine doing? Why are you two not going out? And stuff like that."
"That's sweet of her,"
"It's not sweet, it's annoying." I uttered bluntly. To be honest, my mom's starting to get annoying. I'm not going to blame her for asking those questions, but I don't want to be bothered with it. It's getting in my head, and I don't want to fuck this up. "Anyway, I have to go now,"
"Okay, I'll see you in a bit then,"
I took a quick shower and slipped on some of my nice clothes. I'm not dressing for the party, but I'm dressing for Valentine motherfucking Grande. I had to style my hair and put on some perfume, and by the time I was finished, I sneaked out of the house. I had to wait for about fifteen minutes outside before the grab arrived.
The twenty-minute drive to Valentine's house felt like a century to me. I wanted to tell the grab to drive faster, but I'm not going to pay for his violation, so I kept my mouth shut. By the time I arrived at Valentine's house I was so much disappointed to see that there's no party going on. When Valentine opened the door, I was already psyched up to the party, but I see a single person inside. Valentine lied to me, but that's the best part of it. It's just the two of us again, and honestly, I'm more than okay with that. I'll get to have Valentine motherfucking Grande all to myself. He already ordered some food and prepared some drinks. We ended up watching a horror film which is somehow not my favorite genre.
"Can you sing for me?" I uttered out of the blue. Valentine and I just decided to hang out by the pool area after watching that disgusting horror film.
"What?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my abrupt request. There's just something in the way he sings to me that's getting me absorbed by the moment. He's not a singer, let's give him a pass on that, but the way he tells the story makes me want to smile.
"When your legs don't work like they used to before," I started singing. I don't know why out of all the songs that I've listened to I chose this one. It's a very popular song, perhaps that's why it's the first thing that rang in my head.
"And I can't sweep you off of your feet," Valentine followed up with the second line of the song, and I couldn't help but feel in love at this moment.
"Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love,"
"Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks," Valentine continued. I stared at him, held his hand and everything went into a slow motion.
"And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70
And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Oh me I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am
So honey now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are"
As we were both singing, I can't help myself but think of my future with him. A wedding flashed almost like a blink of an eye quickly transitioning to having our very own house. My head is getting sucked into this fantasy that I didn't even realize Valentine was already kissing me. The taste of his lips sucking my lower lip is most definitely electrifying. I kissed him back, subsequently grabbing the back of his head to gain a better anchor. He began to release the aggressive energy that he always possessed, and I was quick to respond. My heart started pumping even faster as we both sucked each other's mouth. Our tongues were like swords slashing each other. Valentine eventually decided to dominate me, pinning me on the floor. He sat right on top of me, and I can already tell that I'm getting firm. Valentine started kissing my neck as I grab him tightly. By the time his tongue slithered down my collarbone, I already know where it's trying to crawl. I started unbuttoning my shirt as he slowly slithered down my torso and eventually reaching me down there. He unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I almost thought he's ready to release the Kraken, but he just opened the gates. He went back to my face, and we kissed once again.
"You're already firm," He whispered onto my ears, and the hotness of his breath sent some electrifying sparks all throughout my body.
In just a snap, something took over my body, and I was already on top of him. He was shocked by how I was quick to grab the steering wheel from his hands in just a matter of a few seconds. I removed my unbuttoned shirt and began kissing Valentine again, with the exact passion that he gave. This is what I wanted and getting it sooner than I thought makes me even more confident at winning him back. Valentine will be mine again.
As I sucked Valentine's lips, my hands snaked down under and eventually pulled his pajamas. I moved down on him, and I was just about to pull his undergarments down when I felt his firmness. This is too good to be real.
"This is hauntingly familiar," I whispered to myself. I thought Valentine didn't hear it, but he did.
"What?" Valentine asked, but I just ignored him.
It has been several years since the last time I went down under him; however, this feels so much different from before. I've got a lot of experience now, and I know the patterns to pleasure a man than my old self. I swallowed and then pulled his underwear down, ultimately releasing the snake from its hiding spot. The sense of familiarity swept over me as I held it with my hands. I heard Valentine moan and that's enough for me to burst into climax. I began blowing the horn as he released moans and groans.
"Ohhhh, Nicks! Stop, stop!" Valentine groaned forcing me to stop from working.
"Why?" I asked, seemingly confused.
"I don't think we should do this right now," Valentine answered, eventually shutting my eros down. I respectfully moved away as he pulled his underwear back up.
"Val," I was just about to convince him to continue since I'm already feverish and ready to have fun with him.
"I'm not yet ready for this," He admitted. I was already in the heat, but I just have to respect Valentine's decision. I guess that's rule number three. I have to respect his decisions, no matter what it is.
If he's not yet ready, then I have to accept that. I don't want to mess this up. However, this is such a big disappointment to me. He's really trying to give me that blue balls. I dealt so much damage to him that if having blue balls is another punishment then I'll gladly take it.
"I understand," I said as I sat right beside him.
"I'm really sorry. I'm just afraid that..."
"No, it's okay." I cut him off. "It's really okay if you're not ready."
"I've already moved on from that," Valentine uttered as he looked at me in the eye. I was so guilty with my sins that I shuddered inside. "But I don't want to rush things up."
"Me too," I nodded in agreement. I don't have anything to say in this, and as much as I wanted to be Valentine's boyfriend, I just have to agree with his terms.
"Also, I haven't had sex in a long time so I'm pretty much rusty," Valentine chuckled before eventually diving on the pool.
"What?" I laughed and then followed him.
We dipped on the pool for about ten minutes before eventually deciding to get dry. Valentine let me borrow some of his clothes, and we both ended up cuddling in his bed.
"What the actual fuck, Valentine! You just gave me blue balls a while ago and now you're making me hard again," I said as Valentine hugged me from behind.
"Well that's what you get for breaking my heart,"
"Then I'll gladly feel the pain," I replied.
A week had gone and passed since the last time I saw Valentine, and I'm already super itchy. I feel like a worm drizzled in salt. I wanted to see him as soon as I can, but I tried to calm myself down. I've been calling him every night, and it's so good to know that he's not snubbing me, so I guess that's a good sign that he's not ghosting me.
My mom came home a little bit late that we had to wait for her before we have our dinner. After eating dinner, I immediately rushed to my room and looked for my phone. I have to call Valentine. I know it's Friday night and I'm trying to have a wild guess that he's going to party. I was just about to dial his phone number when he popped up on my screen. He's calling me, and I couldn't help myself but smile.
"Val, I was just about to call you." I didn't even wait for him to talk.
"Yeah, I knew you're going to call me anyway, so I called you first instead." He replied, and hearing his voice made me feel so much better. "You aren't going anywhere right?"
"No. I mean it's Friday night but I don't feel like going to a party." I was surprised by what I said. It's true that I don't feel like going out tonight, in fact, I haven't partied for the whole week, but I admit I missed partying. Staying home and becoming that one couch potato isn't a good thing, and I should've been looking for a job at least.
"Would you like to come party here in my house instead?" Valentine asked. In my head, I've already agreed to this. I miss him so much that if I could just teleport to where he is, I will do it right now at this very moment.
"Are you hosting a party?" I asked.
"Your damn right! I'm definitely hosting a party,"
"Are you sure? I mean, obviously, I don't have anywhere else to go." I was trying to pretend to be hesitant, but I'm honestly excited to see him.
"Is that a yes?" He asked.
"Yes," I uttered, trying to hide my excitement.
"Do I need to come to fetch you?"
"No, it's okay. I'll just take a grab." I replied. As much as I'm excited to see him, I don't want my mom to see him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. I don't want my mom to see you at least this time. Did you know she kept on asking stuff about you this past few days?" I trailed. I can definitely say that I'm really my mom's son. She's really not afraid to express the joy she's feeling about Valentine. As much as I do, she's getting really excited to see Valentine again.
"Yeah, she's like how's Valentine doing? Why are you two not going out? And stuff like that."
"That's sweet of her,"
"It's not sweet, it's annoying." I uttered bluntly. To be honest, my mom's starting to get annoying. I'm not going to blame her for asking those questions, but I don't want to be bothered with it. It's getting in my head, and I don't want to fuck this up. "Anyway, I have to go now,"
"Okay, I'll see you in a bit then,"
I took a quick shower and slipped on some of my nice clothes. I'm not dressing for the party, but I'm dressing for Valentine motherfucking Grande. I had to style my hair and put on some perfume, and by the time I was finished, I sneaked out of the house. I had to wait for about fifteen minutes outside before the grab arrived.
The twenty-minute drive to Valentine's house felt like a century to me. I wanted to tell the grab to drive faster, but I'm not going to pay for his violation, so I kept my mouth shut. By the time I arrived at Valentine's house I was so much disappointed to see that there's no party going on. When Valentine opened the door, I was already psyched up to the party, but I see a single person inside. Valentine lied to me, but that's the best part of it. It's just the two of us again, and honestly, I'm more than okay with that. I'll get to have Valentine motherfucking Grande all to myself. He already ordered some food and prepared some drinks. We ended up watching a horror film which is somehow not my favorite genre.
"Can you sing for me?" I uttered out of the blue. Valentine and I just decided to hang out by the pool area after watching that disgusting horror film.
"What?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my abrupt request. There's just something in the way he sings to me that's getting me absorbed by the moment. He's not a singer, let's give him a pass on that, but the way he tells the story makes me want to smile.
"When your legs don't work like they used to before," I started singing. I don't know why out of all the songs that I've listened to I chose this one. It's a very popular song, perhaps that's why it's the first thing that rang in my head.
"And I can't sweep you off of your feet," Valentine followed up with the second line of the song, and I couldn't help but feel in love at this moment.
"Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love,"
"Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks," Valentine continued. I stared at him, held his hand and everything went into a slow motion.
"And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70
And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Oh me I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am
So honey now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are"
As we were both singing, I can't help myself but think of my future with him. A wedding flashed almost like a blink of an eye quickly transitioning to having our very own house. My head is getting sucked into this fantasy that I didn't even realize Valentine was already kissing me. The taste of his lips sucking my lower lip is most definitely electrifying. I kissed him back, subsequently grabbing the back of his head to gain a better anchor. He began to release the aggressive energy that he always possessed, and I was quick to respond. My heart started pumping even faster as we both sucked each other's mouth. Our tongues were like swords slashing each other. Valentine eventually decided to dominate me, pinning me on the floor. He sat right on top of me, and I can already tell that I'm getting firm. Valentine started kissing my neck as I grab him tightly. By the time his tongue slithered down my collarbone, I already know where it's trying to crawl. I started unbuttoning my shirt as he slowly slithered down my torso and eventually reaching me down there. He unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I almost thought he's ready to release the Kraken, but he just opened the gates. He went back to my face, and we kissed once again.
"You're already firm," He whispered onto my ears, and the hotness of his breath sent some electrifying sparks all throughout my body.
In just a snap, something took over my body, and I was already on top of him. He was shocked by how I was quick to grab the steering wheel from his hands in just a matter of a few seconds. I removed my unbuttoned shirt and began kissing Valentine again, with the exact passion that he gave. This is what I wanted and getting it sooner than I thought makes me even more confident at winning him back. Valentine will be mine again.
As I sucked Valentine's lips, my hands snaked down under and eventually pulled his pajamas. I moved down on him, and I was just about to pull his undergarments down when I felt his firmness. This is too good to be real.
"This is hauntingly familiar," I whispered to myself. I thought Valentine didn't hear it, but he did.
"What?" Valentine asked, but I just ignored him.
It has been several years since the last time I went down under him; however, this feels so much different from before. I've got a lot of experience now, and I know the patterns to pleasure a man than my old self. I swallowed and then pulled his underwear down, ultimately releasing the snake from its hiding spot. The sense of familiarity swept over me as I held it with my hands. I heard Valentine moan and that's enough for me to burst into climax. I began blowing the horn as he released moans and groans.
"Ohhhh, Nicks! Stop, stop!" Valentine groaned forcing me to stop from working.
"Why?" I asked, seemingly confused.
"I don't think we should do this right now," Valentine answered, eventually shutting my eros down. I respectfully moved away as he pulled his underwear back up.
"Val," I was just about to convince him to continue since I'm already feverish and ready to have fun with him.
"I'm not yet ready for this," He admitted. I was already in the heat, but I just have to respect Valentine's decision. I guess that's rule number three. I have to respect his decisions, no matter what it is.
If he's not yet ready, then I have to accept that. I don't want to mess this up. However, this is such a big disappointment to me. He's really trying to give me that blue balls. I dealt so much damage to him that if having blue balls is another punishment then I'll gladly take it.
"I understand," I said as I sat right beside him.
"I'm really sorry. I'm just afraid that..."
"No, it's okay." I cut him off. "It's really okay if you're not ready."
"I've already moved on from that," Valentine uttered as he looked at me in the eye. I was so guilty with my sins that I shuddered inside. "But I don't want to rush things up."
"Me too," I nodded in agreement. I don't have anything to say in this, and as much as I wanted to be Valentine's boyfriend, I just have to agree with his terms.
"Also, I haven't had sex in a long time so I'm pretty much rusty," Valentine chuckled before eventually diving on the pool.
"What?" I laughed and then followed him.
We dipped on the pool for about ten minutes before eventually deciding to get dry. Valentine let me borrow some of his clothes, and we both ended up cuddling in his bed.
"What the actual fuck, Valentine! You just gave me blue balls a while ago and now you're making me hard again," I said as Valentine hugged me from behind.
"Well that's what you get for breaking my heart,"
"Then I'll gladly feel the pain," I replied.
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