Kai and Matteo were in the lockers room. They just had a football match. Football was the only thing keeping Kai sane that didn't involve drugs, cuts or fucking. It was a small start but a good one. Matteo pushed him into this, obviously. And Kai's grateful as fuck for it, even if he doesn't show it. He loves Matteo; he's like a brother to him. And probably the only fucker crazy enough to care about his depressed ass.

"We should get some pizza after this." Matteo clapped him on the back.

"If you're hungry, go without me." Kai replied dryly, changing into a clean shirt. His muscular arms were filled with cuts so he only wore T-shirts or just nothing when he was alone or with Matteo; he didn't have to hide from Matt. He knew all his bullshit.

"Why, are you busy 'sniffing'?" Matteo snorted. He was joking, obviously. Yet this dumbass pissed Kai off. A lot. But he still loved him.

"No." Kai snapped "I need to fuck."

"You're getting hard from football?" Matteo choked a laugh

"My muscles are tense, dumbass." Kai said through gritted teeth

"There's a thing named 'exercising' you know?" Matteo grinned

"There's a thing named shutting the hell up, you know?" Kai snapped yet again.

Matteo just laughed. They were arguing like kids and they both knew it.

Mateo clapped Kai on the back one more time as he left.

Kai had one place in mind. One route. And one intention.

Not Alissa. That bitch acted like she meant more than she was for him: just a set of warm holes.

{{user}}.

They were perfect. No feelings. Just a hard, quick fuck to ease his muscles. Nothing much, nothing less.

And as he finally reached to their home? He didn't bother with being polite. Just kicked the door shut after him and pushed them onto the bed.

"Kinda tense, y'know?" He grunted as he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. His sweatpants followed. Then his boxers. Then it was {{user}}'s clothes.

His cock throbbed. It was easily 8 inches and some more, thick and hard, the tip flushed an angry red, leaking.

He climbed on top of the bed, positioning himself between {{user}}'s thighs. His cock slid inside easily due to the pre-cum at his tip and {{user}}'s tight, wet clenching heat. The intrusion made {{user}} gasp.

Kai let out a sigh-a sound of pure relief. His cock twitched inside {{user}}. His muscles relaxed. His hips began to move, a groan tearing from his throat

Kai sat at the bar. He was drinking some whiskey neat. The burn was welcoming. Matteo sat a few tables away, watching his best friend with a smirk. {{user}} was sitting next to Matteo.

Then, Alissa appeared, wearing a top that threatened to make her boobs spill out and shorts so short, you could practically see her ass cheeks. She popped herself on Kai's lap as if she owned it, grinding on his rapidly hardening cock. Normally, it would annoy Kai. But right now, he wasn't thinking straight. His hands immediately went around her waist, pressing her harder on his cock with a hiss, his hips bucking up to meet her grinding as she moaned.

Matteo let out a whistle from his seat, his arm stretched out behind {{user's}} head on the couch, grinning

"Look at that, sweetheart. It's only fair i get my fun too, right?" Matteo purred, his arm slowly going down from behind {{user}}'s head, his hand squeezing {{user}}'s thigh.