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How did I end up here? Wally was currently sitting on the floor of a random storage closet with Charley on his lap. Wally didn't really care how he got here; all that mattered was that Charley's mouth was on his. Wally and Charley had been making out like this a lot recently, probably because Wally confessed recently and they had a lot of pent up feelings for each other.
But this time felt… different, Wally felt like he needed more. He wasn't sure what he needed but he was scared. He wasn't sure how Charley was gonna react if Wally took off his shirt and revealed his binded chest. Not to mention, he wasn't sure if Charley was still gonna want him after taking off his pants. Charley is gay after all, would he want me if I didn't have a dick?
Wally just hoped that it wouldn't go that far, not yet anyway. Wally decided to just focus on the moment. He cupped Charley's face gently as his lips moved in sync with his. Wally gently nipped at his lip and Charley let out a whimper. God, did he have to do that? That feeling is getting stronger… Wally pulled him closer, earning a muffled sound from Charley.
Oh my god… I'm feeling horny aren't I? Wally felt stupid for not realizing this sooner. He was always scared to get into relationships so he never really had this experience before. A few of his teammates had shown him a few magazines before but he never felt anything while looking at them. This… this was different though, it was real and it scared him.
Charley suddenly licked at Wally’s lips and he hesitantly parted them. When Charley's tongue entered his mouth, Wally knew he needed more. He wanted so much more than a makeout session, he wanted him. He wanted Charley. No I shouldn't want this. Does Charley even want me like that too?
Wally tensed as Charley wrapped his arms around Wally. Charley stopped kissing him, making Wally whimper slightly and chase after his lips. He opened his eyes and looked up at Charley, “What's wrong?”
“You tensed up, are you okay? Do you want to keep going?” Charley murmured.
Wally nodded quickly, “Y-yes, sorry, please… I really like kissing you.” Wally whispered, looking up at him with soft brown eyes. He brushed Charley's bottom lip with his thumb and Charley started devouring Wally’s mouth. Wally moaned softly and moved his tongue against Charley's.
The sounds of heavy breathing filled the room and Wally was getting a little desperate. He pulled Charley's hips against his, moaning softly again as he felt that Charley was hard. Wally's mind was racing and he couldn't think straight. We should stop, but god I want this too much to stop.
Suddenly he felt Charley's hands rest on his waist and he wanted to tense again but didn't want Charley to think he was uncomfortable again. So he didn't, besides his hands were just on his waist. Wally placed a hand on the back of Charley's head, angling his head to the side.
“Wally…” Charley murmured against Wally’s lips and Wally's brain short circuited. Did he have to say it in that tone? God, I want him so bad right now. Wally stopped kissing him and slightly pulled on Charley's hair, exposing his neck. He started to kiss his neck gently but soon got rougher and started to suck on the skin.
Charley let out strings of whines, moans and various other sounds. He sounds so hot like this . Wally left a few hickeys here and there on Charley's neck, loving how they looked on him. He brushed his thumb over them and gave each one a soft peck.
“You're so pretty like this, Charley…” Wally murmured and Charley's cheeks tinged with blush.
“Can I…?” Charley asked, placing a hand on the side of Wally's neck. He wants to leave hickeys on my neck too. Wally nodded and let Charley kiss his neck softly. Wally shivered slightly, he'd always had a bit of a sensitive neck. That didn't mean he wasn't enjoying this, he loved how it felt, he loved how Charley made him feel. Wally sighed and closed his eyes, letting out pathetic moans and whines.
Charley slowly placed his hands up Wally's shirt, still sucking on the skin on his neck, and rested them on his stomach. But Wally didn't know that. Wally quickly shoved Charley away, instinctively placing a hand over his chest. Charley was taken aback, his eyes filled with concern.
“Wally… are you okay? You're crying.” Charley murmured, his eyes soft. Fuck, am I crying? Wally wiped away a few tears with his fingers and felt them immediately get wet.
“Sorry, it's stupid…” Wally murmured. Charley shook his head, “It's not stupid to show your feelings, Wally.” Charley grabbed Wally's hands. That set Wally off, tears started to stream down his face.
Charley wrapped his arms around Wally as he sobbed into his chest. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…” Wally kept apologizing.
“Wally shush, don't be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for.” Charley murmured, his head resting on Wally's head. He kissed the top of his head gently and rubbed his back. This is so stupid, why am I crying? He probably hates me now. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
“Wally… do you want to talk about it?” Charley asked hesitantly. Wally sighed, should I tell him? Would he accept me? After a minute or two, Wally nodded.
“Charley… you… love me right?” Wally whispered. Charley nodded quickly, “And you'll accept me no matter what?” Charley nodded again, this time more slowly. “I-i…” Wally's voice shook and he looked like he couldn't keep going.
“Wally, you can tell me any-” Charley started and was interrupted by Wally.
“I'm trans.” Wally blurted out. Wally didn't dare look into Charley's eyes. I ruined everything didn't I? Fuck, fuck, fuck, I always ruin everything. The silence was deafening and Wally hesitantly looked up at Charley. He expected disgust, anger, but he just looked at him with those soft eyes that made Wally fall for him in the first place.
“You're not… angry?” He whispered in shock. Charley chuckled slightly and Wally furrowed his eyebrows. “What's so funny? I just told you something really important to me and you're just…”
Charley shook his head, still chuckling. “Wally… I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the… situation.” Wally cocked his head to the side, confused. “Wally, did you really think I would care that you're trans?”
“But… you were just… it’s just… I’m not a real man.” Wally stammered out.
“Who said that? You're a man in my eyes, in anyone's in fact.” Charley reassured him. Wally shook his head.
“No but I… I don't have a dick! Doesn't that bother you? You're gay… you like dick don't you?” Wally cried. Charley just sighed.
“Wally, I'm gay, I like men, not the dick that sometimes comes with the man. You're a man and I like you. That's all that matters.” He cupped Wally's face. Wally closed his eyes and leaned into Charley's touch, relishing his soft hands.
There was a few minutes of comfortable silence, but was broken by Wally's voice. “You really don't care that I don't have a dick?” Wally said half joking, half just to be reassured. Charley rolled his eyes and gave Wally a deep, hard kiss.
Wally groaned into the kiss and pulled Charley into his arms. They ended up laying on the floor, Wally under Charley, still kissing like their lives, or rather their lack thereof, depended on it. Wally gasped for air, “God, okay, Charley I get it, you love me even if I don't have a dick!” Charley laughed.
Wally smiled and sat up, Charley in his lap, back to the position they started in. “I really do appreciate you supporting me.” Wally whispered, his brown eyes soft with affection.
“Of course, I love you, no matter what.” Charley hugged Wally tightly. Wally hesitated before returning the hug.
For the first time in years, he felt safe.