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Heavy dark clouds prevented the gentle moonlight from illuminating the sleeping land. Their cold autumn tears showered the empty streets, soaking the endless rows of warm homes, making sure to leave no corner untouched. An occasional gust of wind howled like a wild animal trapped inside a cage far too small for its monstrous form.
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Time ticked by at an alarming rate. It was already October, an awfully gloomy one at that. Winter was just around the corner and it was just a matter of time before the first snow covered the tired earth with a comfortable white blanket.
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The clock struck twelve and a brand new day snuck into a dark room. It slid past the closed doors, slithered over the floorboards and made itself at home inside the four blank walls. Despite the bare walls, the room was oddly welcoming. A faint glow emanated from a large computer screen, lighting up the sharp features of a man.
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The young man sat perfectly still in front of his screen. He paid no attention to the ticking clock, he simply stared ahead, eyes focused. Unblinking.
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A small character walked down a treacherous path, bravely following the cursor through the pixelated world. Aphelios was leading him towards the nearest bush, he had to head back, he was two items away from completing his build. The blue team was destined to win with such a strong ally. All he had to do now was safely reach the fountain and spend his hard earned coin. Unfortunately, it seemed like his enemy had the same idea. The attack was sudden and violent, Aphelios’ opponent struck first and he struck hard.
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One more hit and his health would deplete.
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He aimed the gun straight at the enemy, fingers ready to unleash a sequence of deadly rapid blows.
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Suddenly, Aphelios’ screen went dull. An endless grey fog consumed all life out of the colorful pixels. What just happened? How did he die? He was more than positive he’d come out of that one as the winner. Once the initial confusion dispersed, Aphelios placed two and two together. Someone very skilled, or lucky, caused his demise. Another enemy managed to hit him across half of the map, that final blow finished a fight that had barely begun. Unfortunate and annoying. Extremely annoying. But the game was far from over and, in all honesty, a short break was more than welcome. Aphelios’ eyes were painfully dry.
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Gentle rain kissed the frosty windows, leaving small racing drops behind. Loud creaks rang throughout the room as the weight on Aphelios’ chair shifted. He leaned back and allowed his eyes to peel away from the bright screen. It took some time to adjust to the sudden change. After all, he spent god knows how long staring at one spot, hypnotised by the game he was playing. But once he fully adjusted to the dimness of his surroundings, Aphelios was in for a tasty treat.
Hidden in the pitch black darkness was Sett, propped up on all fours with Aphelios’ flaccid cock in his mouth. Drool dripped down his quivering lip as he failed to swallow the excess saliva that had accumulated inside of his mouth. It’s been well over twenty minutes since the game started and Aphelios could tell his boyfriend’s jaw was becoming quite sore.
“I’ll be done soon.” Aphelios whispered, extending his arm till his fingers brushed against Sett’s left cheek. “You’ll have my full attention after that, just hold on a little longer.”
Sett furrowed his brows in response and Aphelios could tell his boyfriend’s patience was running thin. Of course, Aphelios’ goal wasn’t to torment him but he’d be a fool if he denied himself this pleasure. And Sett had no right to be mad, after all, this was his idea. He was the one that wanted to give cockwarming a try.
“Patience Sett, patience. Can you be patient for me?” He asked.
On any other day Sett would have been perfectly fine with waiting but tonight? Well, tonight he was far too gone, far too turned on and far too needy to keep on waiting. His blue eyes sparkled in the dim light and Aphelios could tell that the other man had come up with something to protest his cruel request. Sett, of course, chose to ignore him. Instead he decided to get his point across by letting his tongue dance around Aphelios’ cock, sending powerful zaps of pleasure up Aphelios’ spine.
Suddenly, Aphelios’ blood rushed between his legs, making him dizzy with excitement. With each second that passed by, he felt himself grow bigger. Thicker. Harder.
“You’re such a tease.” Aphelios said under his breath.
He debated whether or not he should give in and let Sett have him right there and then. If he should be the one to end their longing. But just as he was about to make the final decision, a sudden pop of color grabbed his attention. The small bunch of lively pixels was back and ready to continue fighting. Despite being painfully aroused, Aphelios decided he’d finish and win the game. Sett would simply have to wait a little longer. Besides, it seemed like he was quite enjoying his support role.
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