Blake/Cory Part 7 - ...Baby One More Time

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...Baby One More Time

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“You can’t stay here anymore.”

Blake took his eyes off Cory to look around the trailer. Blake looked at the table where he had had meals with Cory, he looked at the couch where he had had long conversations with Cory, and he looked at an empty box of doughnuts on the counter that he had shared with Cory. Then he looked at his suite case and Blake realized that if he left now his memories of Cory would be left behind in this trailer.

“I’m not going.” Blake whispered.

Cory continued looking at Blake, he was not expecting this.

“You have to go.” Cory said in a slightly angry voice.

“No!” Blake said looking directly into Cory’s eyes.

Cory could feel anger bubbling up inside him; he wanted Blake to leave so he reached for Blake’s suitcase. Blake picked it up and held it behind his back to keep it away from Cory.

“Get out!” Cory said now very angry.

“No…” Blake exhaled out in a shaky voice.

Blake did not want to be alone again, and he had nowhere to go. Cory looked at Blake and just lost it. Cory reached out with both hands to grab Blake by the neck of his T-shirt and then pinned him against the door that led to his room.

“What do you want from me?” Cory asked Blake as he pinned him against the wall.

Blake still had his suite case in one hand and he looked into Cory’s eyes.

“I want you.” Blake whispered softly.

Cory loosened his grip a little as he let Blake’s words sink in. Then Cory tightened his grip and shoved Blake against the door again. Blake could feel Cory’s fists pressing hard against his chest. He could see the anger in Cory’s face. Then Blake saw Cory loosen his grip on his T-shirt to make a fist and aim it at his face as Cory tightened the grip on the other hand to hold Blake in place. Blake closed his eyes and readied himself for the incoming punch.

Cory looked at Blake and then looked at his shaking fist and then using all of his strength he forced his fist towards Blake’s face. But at the very last minute he moved his fist in the direction of the door and his knuckles punched the door open. Blake opened his eyes to see Cory’s face leaning in for a kiss. Blake let go of the suite case and it fell to the floor.

Cory was still grabbing on to Blake’s T-shirt as he kissed Blake hard. Cory stopped kissing Blake to pull him towards the door. Blake did not want to leave so he pulled himself in the opposite direction. Blake knocked a few things over in an attempt to get a firm grip on something. Cory managed to pull Blake to where the table was and that’s where Blake’s T-shirt ripped. Blake was pulling away hard that when it happened he almost fell but he was able to stop himself from falling by grabbing on to the table.

Cory looked and Blake and tried his best to fight these new feeling he was having but Blake was not making it easy so he gave into them.

Cory kissed Blake again and Blake let him. Cory finished tearing the rest of Blake’s T-shirt off of Blake’s body and then threw it without looking at where it would land. Then Cory pushed Blake onto the table facing down. The cold table burned Blake’s hot skin with its coldness and it gives his body chills all over. Blake tries to get up but Cory pins him back down and Blake gets another blast of chills.

Blake’s upper body now rested flat on the table as his legs hung over the edge. Cory pulled down Blake’s sweatpants and boxers down to Blake’s ankles. Blake was pretty much naked now. Cory looked at Blake’s naked body and then he unbuttoned his jeans. Cory let his jeans drop to his ankles and then pressed himself against Blake.

Blake felt Cory pressing against him and wanted him inside him. He wanted to feel again what he felt with him. Cory opened a secret compartment above the table and pulled out a condom. He tore it open and put it on. Then he positioned himself for entry and without warning he forced himself inside of Blake.

Blake grabbed on to the sides of the table as Cory entered him hard. Cory’s size forced the wind out of Blake. Blake’s body tightened around Cory as if trying to stop him from entering further. Cory responded by pulling out slowly and then entering once again. Blake continued holding on to the sides of the table as Cory started picking up speed.

Cory’s breathing got heavier as he entered Blake harder and faster. Blake’s body got used to Cory and let him enter him. Cory was now covered in sweat and continued picking up speed as he entered Blake. Cory’s knees started to shake as he got closer to climax and he had to grab on to the sides of the table to keep his balance.

Blake noticed Cory’s knuckles were bleeding. The punch to the door was hard enough to make Cory’s hand Bleed, Blake wondered what part of his face would be bleeding if Cory had punched him instead. Finally Cory’s knees gave in and he collapsed on top of Blake. Blake could feel Cory’s warm breath on his neck and Cory’s body rising with every breath.

“I’m so sorry.” Cory whispered into the back of Blake’s neck.

Then Cory got up off of Blake, pulled himself out, pulled up his jeans and headed to his room. Blake just stayed there bent over on the table trying to make sense of what had just happened. While Blake was lost in thought he noticed his phone was vibrating in his pocket which was around his ankle. He got up off the table and pulled his sweatpants up. He didn’t bother to see who it was he just opened his suite case to get a clean T-shirt out and he put it on.

Blake just wanted to get out of the trailer as fast as he could. He grabbed his suite case and headed for the door. He looked around one last time. The box of doughnuts he had shared with Cory was now on the floor, the couch where Blake and Cory had had long conversations together had a piece of Blake’s torn t-shirt on it, and the table where Blake and Cory had had meals together was also where they made love together.

Blake knew at this moment that he was not ready to walk out on all of this. So he walked back towards the couch and placed his suite case on top of it and then walked into Cory’s room. Cory was lying on his side and facing away from Blake so Blake got into bed with Cory. Blake pressed his chest against Cory’s back and wrapped his arm around Cory placing his right hand over Cory’s chest. Cory placed his bloody hand over Blake’s hand and a few minutes later they fell asleep. 

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