Unicorn Hair

Just few more thrusts. One, two and…

“Oh, my…Alex!” yeah, he just covered us both with his white and sticky cum. I reach over for some tissues to clean us.

I roll down on my bed and let him take my hand in his, “You know you’re adorable?”

“Have heard that.”

“Something’s bothering you,” he moves closer to me still holding my hand.

“You know me pretty well, Mark,” I smile at him.

“Yeah…I love you, Alex.”

“Don’t. You know you can’t and you shouldn’t let this happen.”

“How can I not let this happen? It’s not like choosing what to have for dinner. I didn’t choose how to feel.”

“Sorry,” I sigh staring at ceilings, “I understand that you didn’t choose this, but you know that you shouldn’t.”

“I know. So what’s bothering you?”

“You don’t need to know that. By the way you should go. You know the time and other stuffs,” I point to my old clock on wall across the bed.

“Sure. I wish I could have you for whole day,” he leans over me to give me a kiss.

“Mhm,” I murmur in kiss before pulling away, “You have no idea how much it will cost for you.”

“Right and I don’t have that much money,” he laughs collecting his clothes and pulling them on.

“So you gonna sign up for next week too?” I ask staring at him while he’s getting dressed.

“I’m not sure about that. Maybe you have heard that we’re having some financial problems and I almost wasn’t able to come today. So yeah, I’m not sure about next weeks.”

“Come here,” I embrace him in tight hug, “I’m gonna miss you.”

I’m not going to lie. I like him, but not like Jack. He’s nice, pretty good looking and closest to my age from all the other clients, but he’s not Jack.

“Don’t say it like I’m dying,” he presses his lips to my forehead, “you look good,” he points to my lower half.

“Shut up!” I pull up blanket to hide from him.

“Don’t hide, I have seen you more than I can count!” he laughs and walks out of my room.

I get up from bed and do my after-client ritual. Open window to get some fresh air, go to bathroom and make myself to look presentable again, brush my teeth and hair and get clean clothes. I look at mirror and I like what I see, but my face falls when I realize that fat guy is next. Yuck!

I hear quiet knock on door and walk out of bathroom to get that, but I see that he has entered my room and stares at me as walk over to him.

“So, what do you want today?” I do my best to sound as turned on as he should be.

“To teach you a lesson!” he growls.

“You do remember that I’m the only one in this room who is allowed to teach lessons,” I wink at him.

His fist connects to my jaw faster than I can react. I stumble few steps back and bring one hand to touch my face. I hope he didn’t ruin my looks.

“I saw you last night!” another punch in the face. God, it hurts! “You shouldn’t have been so all over him!” his fist flies directly to my lip and I feel blood filling my mouth and running down my chin.

“Fuck!” I mutter bringing my palm to my lip to try and stop the bleeding.

“You think that you can walk around that bar in those amazing pants and throw yourself at every man you see?” he yells pushing me down and hitting in stomach. Fuck! And I thought that my lip hurts! I curl in small ball in hopes to protect myself from what’s coming next.

“You think you’re only one who comes to me? You have no idea how many dudes have been in this room and you worry only about that one?” I spit out some blood from my mouth.

“He’s the only one you have fancied so much. I have never seen you acting like that around any other guy,” another punch in my stomach.

Quiet knock at doors and the fat guy is frozen still leaning over me. Another knock, but I don’t dare to even move.

“Alex, I don’t care what’s going on in there, but I’m coming in! Trust me, that’s important,” and he opens doors. Thanks god, the fat guy didn’t lock them.

He opens the door and is blown away by look in front of him. Shock and anger in his eyes he looks over at fatty.

“No one in this House will do this to another person! We have enough hate from straight people; we don’t need This to happen between us! You think you can walk in here and start hitting my boys?” yeah, he’s pretty angry. He might look like a nice old man, but you don’t want to see him angry and you definitely don’t want to be the one who causes this anger, “trust me, you will never ever be allowed to walk back in this room, not even in this building and if I will see you around here you will regret this. Oh how you will regret this,” he pushes him outside of my room and down the stairs. I can still hear him yelling something, but I don’t hear what exactly.

I try to stand up, but pain in stomach is horrible. Feels like someone is stabbing me from inside. I let out a small groan and try to find some tissues to clean my face from blood. Where are these goddamn things when you really need them!

“Alex, clean yourself up and get ready for your next client. He will be here in an hour.”

“What? Are you fucking kidding me? Do I look like I can do this today?” I almost yell at him, but it sounds more like a shrieking cat.

“I’m sure there was your fault too. I don’t believe he just walked in here and started to hit you just for fun.”

“Yeah, right!” I spit some blood and crawl into bathroom where must be some tissues.

“Be ready in hour!” he yells from my room and with quiet klick he’s out of my room.

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