5-Exceptions

Brandon's pov

I get off work and head home by bus. Then, I take a shower. It doesn't take long and I'm done with my shower that has been used a lot of time from me. Regardless, I ordered some takeout and waited out. It's after I eat that I'm usually ready to hit the bar like usual.

As I wait checking my news feed filled with past flings that somehow find my social media account, through it's one specific strange enough that I can't help but think about.

Normally, I never think about a guy even less one that was my one-night stand. It's all in the past, why think about them anyway when I won't see them again?

But gosh, why am I still thinking about him? Ugh...I knew I shouldn't have fucked him twice two days in a row.

There's a reason why it was a bad decision. I have definitely been dealing with the so-called consequences. To start it off, for the first time in years, I wasn't able to make action happen with a guy on Sunday. That pissed me off greatly.

I thought it would stop there but no. My mind must be possessed or something because I keep imagining him under him. It's so annoying. I've never had this problem with my past one-night stands.

What makes me even more pissed off and sexually frustrated is the fact it went on for the entire week and it's still happening. I kept imagining him under me all week long and it ruined everything!

It challenges my precious free sex life. How much did that affect me? A lot. It was hard, hitting it on with other guys when the only thing I could think of was him. I had to be drunk to finally stop thinking about him. How can he capture my mind when I only had a one-night stand twice?

I'm still ashamed I let myself get led on like that by him. It's crazy that I not only had sex with him once but I did it twice in under 24 hours! I still can't believe it! How can a guy like that get under my skin?

I can't seem to forget when he cried. Did he really cry just for my name? Because he wanted to get to know me? I almost feel bad for him but it's not like he's the first one that wants that.

He has to understand that I don't see him that way but I don't think he does through. He wouldn't stop crying and bugging me the other day. It was so bothersome that I ended up telling him some information I shouldn't have said and that I also never gave to others before.

Because of it, he might try to come back for the same thing. He knows too much about me for us to be mere strangers. As I thought, he wouldn't let me go.

He has texted me multiple times. Luckily he didn't call. I don't know what I would've done if he did. I haven't responded to his text.

I thought he would get the memo but it seems I was wrong, he keeps texting me, and yesterday he did exactly what I didn't want him to do.

He texted and asked me to meet up at a cafe. Why did I have to give him my phone number? I don't know what is blocking me from blocking him but I have yet to do it.

I don't know..he just doesn't deserve it I guess? Seems like I'm taking pity on the guy. He seems quite clueless too. Argh, why am I thinking about this again?

Regardless, I finally did the right thing earlier when I left work, I texted him and told him to stop texting me. I made sure he would understand the memo that it was over between us and that it was a one-time thing.

This is not the first time I've down this. To make sure I don't do it with the same person again, I cut all contact with them. Poof, I'm gone.

As messed up as this technique is everyone before that blond guy, understood and never came to me again. So, he has to do the same.

Anyway, this is all confusing, never once did I desire to do it with the same person as it's just plain sex but...him...it's something else.

I just hope he'll get it because I can't break my rules even more. I don't want more with him, I just want my daily dose of sex and then I'm fine. It's already too much.

A past fling said to me once that I can't go on with that route forever. I know that but nobody is allowed to decide what I do with my life.

That's the best thing for me! I don't get to have attachments to them not to them and in return I get my dose of sex! Literally perfect!

If I want to have sex with someone new every single day and I'm happy with it then, that's what matters!

Through, right now my body isn't agreeing with that.

Eh, I need to stop thinking about that and get my dose of fun.

Now, I better head to the bar.

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I get inside the bar and notice Brent as usual working on the bar counter. He always has his shift on Fridays and Saturdays. I go sit on a bar stool.

"Hey"

"Hey, you ready to find your man?" He smiles.

"Yeah, Fridays are always the best for that."

"Definitely. You want to get drunk again?"

Despite it all, he must have heard from another coworker, I got drunk multiple times this week otherwise, I don't know how he found out.

"Yeah, I would like that."

"Look, I get this is literally the goal of here, but why are you suddenly getting yourself drunk every night? It's not like you." Ugh, he's prying into my life? I think the f**k not.

"Cut me some slack Brent. I can do what I want."

"Hm, ok don't want to talk about it fine I'll leave you be. Here's your Martini. I already made it premade for you. I knew you were coming so.."

"Thanks!" I grab the Martini and gub it down quickly.

"Woah there, don't drink too fast."

"Oh shut up. I have a good alcohol tolerance."

"Yeah, yeah you do."

I leave out and go on the dance floor trying to look for a new interesting guy. I look around and notice a small blond guy. Gosh, he looks so much like that Rett guy...

Argh, I need to get him out of my mind! Guess he'll do, anyways.

I approach him.

"Hey there. What'd you doing all alone?" I do my usual smirk almost immediately upon reaching him.

"Ah...uh...it's nothing. My friends left me." Gotta make sure those friends of his don't see us together.

"Where are your friends?"

"On the dance floor." I look on the dance floor but I can't tell who they are.

"It's them."

He points to them and I notice them. I notice a familiar figure among them but shrug it off. Must be one of my past flings. I've done plenty of course they'll still come to this bar.

"Ah ok, how about we get out of here?"

"Huh? Oh.." He blushes.

Young, inexperienced. How nice. I guess he'll do for tonight. He'll go along with me perfectly...just like he did...Argh, I'm still thinking about Rett...Why do they have to look so similar?

Despite my annoying thoughts about him, I try to make a move on the guy in front of me. Yeah, I need to speed things up. I need to get rid of that guy from my mind. The good side of doing so is that way the guy in front of me will get even more of an idea.

I get closer to him and I whisper in his ear.

"You're pretty cute you know. A lot of guys are looking at you. It makes me jealous." He blushes in a darker red shade.

"Oh uh..."

"Don't worry, I'll be easy on you."

I lick his ear to earn a reaction but suddenly I have a flash image of that Rett guy naked under me. Oh gosh, I thought I would stop thinking about him by now. I thought I was drunk enough to forget him!

"Ah...hah.." The blond guy moans.

"Yes moan for me. We should get out of here. We don't want your friends to see us together."

"But my friends.."

"I'm sure they won't mind you leaving you right?"

"Oh...ok..."

We get out of here and head outside. Ugh, of course, it's still March! Why do I forget that it's still cold? I can't wait for it to be summer already!

He shivers, so I gave him my jacket that I didn't forget this time around.

"My apartment isn't far from here. We are almost there."

"Ok..."

As we walk side by side, without realizing I think about someone else, cute...Wait! Who am I calling cute? Argh, why am I still imagining him? It's going to be a long night.

Luckily, I have some booze in my fridge so I'll take it.

We arrive at my apartment. The guy makes himself busy by checking my room. While he does so, I drink two booze cans in under 30 seconds.

I will regret this but it's for the best.

After drinking, I realize I'm not hard to my utter disappointment. Sh*t, I have to get hard. I didn't bring the guy for bonding. He's cute, young, inexperienced and innocent...innocent...Argh, I'm thinking about him again.

I can't keep having images of him from those nights. Apparently today my body isn't agreeing with me so doesn't my cock. It gets automatically hard just thinking about him under me.

Am I really getting hard about thinking about someone else? Oh gosh...

This is getting out of control, I want to blame the alcohol in my system but I know it's not the alcohol.

To make things go faster I strip myself before getting in my room. I'm already starting to feel the alcohol effect.

I get in my room and the young guy stops doing what he was doing and turns around. He becomes bright red as his jaw drops.

"Like what you're seeing?" I smirk despite my lingering thoughts about another guy. Focus, on the guy in front of you, focus...

"I...uh...yes..." He comes closer not knowing what to do.

"It's fine, I know you're a virgin, do as you like."

Of course, the first thing the guy is interested in is my cock. Like every other guy...Argh again!

"What's wrong?" Sh*t, he noticed it.

"Huh? Nothing is wrong."

"You seemed.."

"Don't worry do as you like."

Without thinking I let him hold my cock. I wouldn't have thought that my hardness was going to diminish due to not being excited for the guy in front of me but no I still am. Damn...I really do get hard easily and for a long time too!

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I thought he would want to play with my cock longer but as soon as I talked about the option of sucking him off, like the virgin he is, he got really excited about it.

So, as promised, I get rid of his pants and briefs. His small cock comes roaring into life flat on his stomach and he blushes a deep red, embarrassed. I smirk at his shyness despite not being into it as much as I want to.

At this point, I couldn't care less about the length of it, I only wanted to have fun. He sits on my bed and kneel in front of him. I take him in my mouth, all of it.

I thought I would enjoy it but it doesn't seem like it. Well, logically I would. I'm not nearly as hard as earlier. What's worse is that I'm almost not hard anymore. Guess there's a limit after all.

Then an image of that Rett guy sucking my cock comes into mind. It immediately pumps the blood down there again.

I suck the cock of the guy almost as if it's his. The guy is a moaning mess and that's where I remember it's not that Rett's guy cock that I'm sucking.

Argh...I guess I'll just have to accept that my body is betraying me tonight and let him in my mind. I guess I'll make exceptions tonight.

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I don't know what's happening anymore. The guy already left. I don't really remember that much...but I thought I was inside...him... Rett... Hah...Rett...I can't stop thinking about him.

Rett...Rett then suddenly I'm calling him. I thought he wouldn't pick up.

Garrett: Brandon? I thought you didn't want to talk to me again...

Brandon: Hah...no...don't think that...

Garrett: What is going on there? Are you drunk?

Brandon: Huh no? Just...just...come...

At that point, I wasn't thinking about the hope I was creating for him and that I would regret it later.

Garrett: Where?

Brandon: Here...

Garrett: The bar?

Brandon: No...

Garrett: Home?

Brandon: Yes...

Garret: Ok...

Then, suddenly, he ended the call. Huh? I thought he wouldn't ever call me again. I'm drunk...I must be dreaming.

10-15 minutes later to my utter surprise, I hear a knock at the door. I open it and as soon as I see who it is, I kiss him.

He tries to push me to stop but he ends up melting into the kiss.

Everything goes so fast that we are already in bed stripping each other.

"I was sure you didn't want to see me again..."

"No..."

Without an instant, I take him in my mouth.

"Brandon...oh...ah so good!" He moans loudly.

His hips start thrusting into me. He calls me by my full name now? Damn...it's been a long time since someone last used my full name while doing it.

I stop to take a breather and I can tell he is disappointed.

"Brandon? Using my full...name now?" I tease drunkenly.

"Huh? Uh yes, you don't...like it...?"

"I do. Scream my name."

"Brandon!" He says desperate for me to continue.

"Impatient are we?" I smirk and tease despite feeling drunk.

I can still use full words? I do have a good alcohol tolerance after all.

I take his balls in my mouth again and suck on it like a lollipop.

"Hah...Ah! Feels so good!" He moans.

"Oh! Brandon!" I smile as his cock is almost in and I suck on it.

Hearing my name makes me go crazy. I suck him off even faster.

He moans like crazy and he grasps my hair. I continue at my fast pace.

It doesn't take him long to come. I swallow his cum.

"Oh gosh, I didn't know you were eager for me to suck you off." I smile satisfied with it and he blushes hard. Oh, I love it when he gets flustered.

"Yeah..." He grabs ahold of my dick.

"This.." I grab his hand and instead take my cock to tease his hole.

"Yes..." He flushes.

I don't really know what happens next but all I know is that he's sliding a condom on me. Huh?

"What are you doing?"

"Putting you a condom...for safety measures."

"You don't trust me?" I say drunk and not aware of what I'm saying.

"Ah...sorry."

To punish him I get inside of him quickly. I go hard and intense too, so tight...

"Oh, Brandon! Ah...so good...go faster."

I thrust faster to his command. I completely lose control. All I remember is that I kissed him at the same time too.

"So tight..." Suddenly he becomes slightly looser.

"No...don't.."

"What?"

"Nothing.." He remains loose despite it.

I thrust many times and many times again. I don't know how long it takes before I come and he comes for a second time.

"Hah...that was something.." He says breathlessly and I'm breathless too.

"Again?"

"Yes..."

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Ugh...time is going fast...All I remember is during the second round, I gave him hickeys and I kissed him a lot on his chest too. Sucked on his nipples I think so too.

He tried to suck my cock but I refused as I wanted to be in him.

I think I did play with his cock. I remember that.

Getting into him was the best too. It gave me so much pleasure and I believe him too.

He was pretty much impatient compared to the innocent guy he usually is.

We did it a few more times so much I can't count anymore.

I think I played with his ass cheeks at some point.

He explored my entire body and I did too.

I think we kissed a lot too.

I was completely giving in forgetting everything.

My body is pretty much satisfied that it was with him.

I slide off him and he...um...he takes out my...uh what? Oh, a condom?

"Enough...let's stop. I'm tired and you are too."

At this point, he's taking care of me.

"But.." I want more..so good...

"We did it 4 times. I can't cum anymore.." I hear him say.

"Ok..." I agree obstinately.

I get under the covers and I start drifting into sleep. The last thing I hear before is...

"I'm so glad you decided to talk to me again. Sex is wonderful but...I don't only want to have sex with you. If only you realized how much I love..."

Then, I don't hear anything else and drift completely into a deep sleep.