2nd chance

6 PM. Norman

is getting anxious  by every minute.

Saffran said he'd come to his house by 6. But he saw no trace of Saffran. Norman's

mom will be working overnight so he have no worries bout his mom. Suddenly the doorbell

rings making Norman jump from the sofa and runs for the door.

"Hey."

Saffran smiles cheekily wearing a navy blue button down shirt with his sleeves

rolled up and light blle jean. He looks so hot all the time that Norman hates

himself even more. He wishes he could be as handsome as Saffran. Saffran's

green eyes twinkles as he give Norman the box he's been holding. "What is it?" Norman

asks taking the box. He indicates Saffran to come in and goes inside. Saffran

runs his hand through his messy black hair and observes Norman's house. The

house was very much smaller than Saffran's, with a touch of old furniture here

and there. Saffran can't help but admit that Norman is extremely poor though he

already knew. He almost feels pity for him.

"Oh my

god!!!!" Norman screams and Saffran rushes to the small kitchen. "Are you

okay?" Saffran ask thinking if Norman got hurt. Norman's eyes were glued on the

box he just opened on the small dining table. Saffran smirks and gets close to

him. "I-is it for me?" Norman asks can't holding his excitement seeing the big KitKat

cake in front of him. "What do you think?" Saffran says smugly. "Well I'm gonna

cut it then!!" Norman says excitedly and goes to look for a knife. He brings a vegetable

knife and Saffran secretly purses his lips looking at the old knife.

Norman cuts

the cake sloppily with shaky hands and takes out a piece. He holds it in front

of Saffran's lips. "Here!" Norman beams at Saffran with glowing childish grin.

Saffran holds his hand and puts the cake in Norman's mouth. "You know I don't

like sweets." He smiles faintly. Norman shrugs and gobbles down the whole piece

and again cuts another piece to eat.

After eating

half of the cake he keeps the remaining in the freeze for his mom. He don't

wanna enjoy such a delicious thing alone when his mother is working her a*s

off. Saffran was sitting on the carpet in the small  drawing room looking at the old TV. The sofa

was too ragged for his taste so he sat on the carpet instead.

"Umm. Thank

you." Norman says with a blush when he sits beside Saffran. Saffran smiles and

ruffles his hair. "So let's begin the main work." He says cheerfully.

Norman gets

confused as what work Saffran is talking about. "what work?" Saffran then takes

out a lube bottle and condom foil. Seeing these things Norman's head fills with

blood and he sees all red. 'So he was just bribing me to have sex?!' "You

piece of-!" Saffran holds his mouth tightly and grabs him onto his lap by

force.

"Before you

jump into conclusion, let me tell you that my d*ck won't be nowhere near your

a*s today." Norman calms down but still has the doubt filled eyes as he looks

at Saffran with confusion. Saffran removes his hand from his mouth. "You said

you felt no pleasure that day right?" Norman embarrassedly nods. "So I've

learnt something about 'pleasuring' the bottom and I'm gonna try this."

"Go try it with someone else! My a*s is still sore from last night!" Norman

shouts getting anxious.

Saffran

brings Norman more close and now he's sitting directly on his lap glaring at

his eyes. If it was a different situation Norman would get turned on. "I'll

just use my fingers." Saffran says calmly. "Please. I'll ensure that you'll

feel amazing." "Fingers? You mean with hand glove?" Norman mockingly asks. "No.

I'm gonna use my bare hand." Norman thinks for a little. He's tempted to jump

in Saffran's dirty play. But his sore a*s constantly reminds him of the painful

intercourse. So with much determination he says No to Saffran.

Saffran's

face droops like a rejected puppy. "Okay then. Let's watch TV." Saffran say

which Norman finds odd. Saffran then turns his body and adjusts Norman position

on his lap making him face the TV and his back is facing his chest. Norman gets

confused as Saffran doesn't let him sit anywhere but his lap. "What you wanna

watch?" "Anything." Saffran vaguely answers.

Not even 10

minutes passed while Norman was watching a boring movie when Saffran's right

hand starts to caress Norman's d*ck sneakily. Norman's breath hitches and he

glares at Saffran. "Shh. I know you'll like it. Plus you lust over my hands."

Saffran smirks and panic courses through Norman's body. "I-I don't." Norman

denies. But he knew he always used to fetishized over Saffran's hand. And why

not? Saffran's hand was pale as paper and so his blue veins always highlighted

more. His long fingers with almost pink nails always used to catch people's

attention including Norman. Just in how many ways a human body can be this

beautiful?

Saffran

unzips his pant and palms on his boxers. Norman 

can't help but groan as pleasure courses through his body. Saffran takes

out his d*ck fully from his underwear rubs his tip with skilled strokes making

Norman squirm in his lap. Saffran's warm breath was hitting on his neck

bringing extra frenzies to his pleasure. The strokes gets faster gradually.

Saffran sniffs his neck to his heart content. "God~ Why is your smell so

addicting? Stop using baby powders from now on. Or else I won't be able to

control myself." Saffran says sucking on his neck.

"Ahhh! I-I'm

gonna-" Saffran puts his thumb on the tip and grips his base hard. "W-wha-!!" Norman

tries to remove his hand but Saffran holds it with his other hand. "I cane here

with the intention of giving you full pleasure Normie~~" Saffran says huskily.

He then tugs Norman's underwear more down and takes out his balls.

Norman

furiously blushes at Saffran's next action. When Saffran sees that Norman was

less close to his release he softly holds his shaft with one hand and massages

his balls with the other. Norman moans loudly throwing his head onto Saffran's

neck. Saffran carefully squish each ball making Norman go crazy. "It's so soft.

If it wasn't any vital organ I'd surely squish it like a stress ball." Saffran

chuckles.  He keeps his mesmerizing work

on both sensitive parts. Norman sees all white as pleasure coils in his

stomach. Seeing his state Saffran fasten his pace of hand, vigorously rubbing

the tip while still massaging his each ball carefully.

"Ahh!!" Norman's

whole body jerks as he unloads himself without any warning arching his back. His

body twitches and Saffran can feel the twitch on his d*ck too. He still strokes

giving Norman his sweet time to calm down from his high. Norman gasps for air feeling

his whole energy just got soaked out by Saffran. He keeps panting hard as his

throat gets dry.

"Damn." Saffran

softly exclaims seeing the state of Norman. Norman  looks at him and blushes hard like his cheeks

will spurt blood anytime. He gets up from Saffran's lap and zips his pant. His

body was still shaking from sensation. Saffran keeps staring at him like a

predator but Norman doesn't dare to meet his piercing green eyes. "Take off all

your clothes." Saffran orders. Norman startles at his words. "I can't-" "Norm.

Trust me. Do you think I'll hurt you deliberately?" Saffran asks gently. "That's

what you said last time." Norman whispers but Saffran clearly hears. He sighs

and puts the lube and condom in his pocket again

Norman

instantly realizes that Saffran is disappointed in him. So without thinking he

holds Saffran's  hand. Saffran looks at

him confusedly. He was still sitting like that and his pants were slightly

soaked in Norman's  c*m but he didn't

bother to clean it. "Umm..d-don't hurt me." With that he starts to strip and a

full wolfish grin appears on Saffran's face.

Saffran

indicates Norman to again sit on his lap but this time face to face. Norman

does as he says. Saffran runs his hand on Norman's smooth skin occasionally touching

his nipples and plays with it. He kisses his chest and nipples then starts to

suck the pink bud gently. Norman holds Saffran's head close to his chest

savouring every moment of Saffran's addicting touch. Saffran kneads his b*tt

cheeks firmly still sucking and nibbling on his nipples. Norman gasps as he starts

to become hard again.

Saffran

squeezes a handful of lube and goes for Norman's entrance. Norman tenses up and

seeing him stiff Saffran kisses his cheek. "Relax. When will your mom come?" He

asks trying to distract him. "S-she's working-ahh! O-overnight!" Norman says as

he feels something foreign touches his b*tthole. Saffran circles his index

finger for some seconds around the rim and suddenly pushes the finger inside. Norman

gasps and hugs Saffran's neck tightly. Saffran just chuckles. He starts to scissor

him and this time more carefully. Norman doesn't feel any pain this time only a

little needling sensation.

Saffran puts

another finger making Norman feel uncomfortable. He groans as Saffran's long

finger was both enticing but uncomfortable. Saffran seems to search for a spot

inside as he was curling his fingers messily.

"Ahh!!"

Norman moans out loud as Saffran taps a particular spot inside of his canal.

"So here it is." Saffran says with a grin and starts to rub the same place

making Norman go crazy with weird pleasure.

"Ahm! N-no-"

"No what Normie~? Can't believe you're enjoying this so much. And what's with

that sound? You didn't make such erotic sounds last night." Saffran say

feigning sadness. Norman's moan starts to echo in the crammed drawing room. He

was clutching onto Saffran's shirt for his dear life. Saffran keeps on scissoring

him concentrating on the particular part. Each tap makes Norman's body vigorously

shake and sweetest moans stream from his mouth.

Saffran

can't believe a guy's moan can be this much erotic. This is the first time he's

seeing this part of Norman. It feels like Norman changed overnight. Last night

he was making such a horrible noise and now his sinful moans feels like a lullaby

in Saffran's ears.

What's with

this feeling? Euphoria? Norman stops thinking. His mind can't comprehend what

he's feeling for the first time of his life. Is this how sex is supposed to

feel between men? If so then Norman is ready to have sex for the rest of his

life.

Norman's

body jerks vigorously. His grip on Saffran's shirt loosens up a little. He sees

all white when

"Ahhhh!!"

Norman

ejaculates again in Saffran's lap but this time his d*ck was untouched. He

can't comprehend what just happened. Norman catches his breath sweating hard

and looks at Saffran with round shocked eyes. Saffran was also shocked at what

he just saw. "N-Norm..." Saffran says with wonder. His hand was still in his

a*s. Somehow Saffran doesn't wanna remove his fingers from the warm and tight

cavity of Norman's h*le and he's not disgusted at all.

"I-I d-don't

know." Norman meekly says looking at Saffran's lap. He was totally soaked and

looking at his state Norman blush furiously.

"Umm...are

you feeling any pain?" Saffran says removing his fingers from his h*le and

starts to caress his a*s. Norman nods his head in denial and hugs Saffran suddenly.

Saffran gets

taken aback but hugs him back anyways. "So...there's a second chance huh?~"