Pills don't help but it sure is funny

Kit P.O.V

I held my hand over half of his face, all I saw was his green eyes. Wet with tears, eyeliner smudged and down to his cheeks. Dark blue tinted black hair in a sweaty mess, it felt wrong in a way.

"You should be ashamed you slut" I say under my
breath as I bite his neck. He mumbled something back but I was way too busy with my thoughts to hear.

I did this in an attempt to forget him, but...

This wasnt like Frank. This felt naked and plain,
its not the brown eyed beauty, not the young small Frank.

I bite harder to try to think about something else, I hear his moaning. It was so forced and nothing like Franks. It wasn't really fair comparing him to Frank.

I hurt Frank, thats why he left.

"Daddy my cock needs your attention" he said in an overly forced girly tone. I wanted to barf.

"you're disgusting" I hiss and put my hand on his boxers, he was bigger than Frank, I didn't like it, fuck.

"All for you daddy" he moaned, I scratched my hands down his cheek. The white marks soon turned a pink red, "ugh daddy" he moaned louder.

In the corner of my eye I saw the sun rising, had I really fucked this stranger this long?.

If I werent so caught up in Frank, I would have yelled at him to get out. But instead I sat up without saying a word.

His name was Leo, I've seen him a few times, he's a complete sissy in bed.

He's 6'5 has a skinny build and a typical girly gayboy. Very hung, old me would love him, but old me also had Frank.

"Christopher are you okey?" Leo said as he sat up touching my back. "Did I do something wrong?"

Exactly at that point, thats when I planned my death, but also another persons death.

Notes

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