Not Enough (NSFW)

Steam quickly filled the bathroom as the hot water from the shower rained down onto Derek's skin. Both his eyes were closed and his hands were in front of him against the tiled wall. He had hoped he'd be able to calm down without much effort but, no matter what thoughts he tried to use to cool the flames, his mind kept wandering back to Aiden and how it felt to have their bodies pressed together.

"Mm! Hah!" He felt his hardened manhood twitch when he remembered the sound of Aiden's moans. With that, he decided to just get this over and done with. So, Derek wasted no more time and reached down with one of his hands while the other was still on the shower wall. 

He wrapped his hand around his throbbing shaft and began to stroke himself. The heat from the water was nothing compared to the heat now in his hand. After only a few strokes, fluid started to drip from the tip slowly coating his hand with each movement. He started moving his hand at a faster pace, vigorously pumping up and down.

Erotic sounds echoed around the room and mingled with Derek's heavy breathing. With his eyes still closed, he began to imagine different things. The feel of Aiden's body, the scent of his skin, and the exquisite sounds of his moans filled Derek's mind as he thought of Aiden writhing from pleasure beneath his body. 

He longed to feel the ecstasy of completely filling up Aiden's body with his member. He could remember with surprising clarity how it felt to fill him all the way and how Aiden's inner walls gripped him, wrapping all around him, unwilling to let go.

Derek tightened his grip and started to thrust his hips. The pleasure building in his lower abdomen as more fluid leaked down his thick shaft. He imagined he was thrusting inside Aiden instead of his hand. He imagined the warmth he would feel while burying himself deep inside over and over again. His member ached even more at the thought and swelled to an incredible size.

His breathing sped up and his muscles tensed as he got closer and closer to the edge. The veins on his member bulged and he moved his hand even faster. Engulfed in a wave of pleasure, Derek's body trembled as his hips thrust forward violently and his member throbbed and pulsated as sticky fluid spurt out.

"Hngh!" Taking deep ragged breaths, Derek squeezed his hand and pumped it a few more times, riding the last wave of pleasure and forcing out every last drop of white fluid. The remnants of his release mingled with the running water and vanished down the drain. Somehow, he still felt unsatisfied. It wasn't enough. Not nearly enough. He wanted Aiden. 

Derek heaved a heavy sigh and quickly finished showering. By the time he was out and dried off it was just after 3 am. He set his alarm, turned off the light and laid down to try and sleep. However, it seemed sleep was set on eluding him. As the minutes ticked by Derek felt no closer to a peaceful sleep. He tossed and turned hoping that if he found a comfortable enough position he would fall asleep but that didn't happen.

Eventually, and unfortunately, the alarm he had set for seven went off. He groaned and rubbed his face with his hands. Then, rather reluctantly, he rolled out of bed without a wink of sleep. He was sluggish as he got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. As soon as Mrs. Hudson saw his face and the shadows under his eyes, she shook her head.

"Oh dear, I'll make extra coffee this morning then." Derek simply nodded in response and went to sit down at the table. It was only a short time after Mrs. Hudson had given him his cup of coffee that Aiden slowly plodded into the room. Derek's ears turned red when he remembered what he'd done while thinking of Aiden but he cleared his throat and tried to push those thoughts aside.

"Good morning," Derek said before sipping his drink.

"Morning." Aiden mumbled while rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

"How are you feeling?"

"Ugh, awful." Derek smirked at Aiden's response.

"Then don't drink so much." Aiden glared at Derek for a moment and then sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." When Mrs. Hudson came out with plates of food, Aiden felt his stomach churn. His face paled and he groaned. "I think I'll skip breakfast today."

"My goodness! Just what happened last night that made you two look like this?" Mrs. Hudson frowned and set the dishes down away from Aiden. Derek immediately sold him out.

"He came back late last night incredibly drunk." Aiden shot another glare at Derek but Derek just ignored him and smirked behind his coffee cup. Aiden then had to listen to Mrs. Hudson's very long speech about drinking responsibly. When it finally ended and Aiden and Derek were left alone in the dining room, Aiden pouted.

"Traitor. How could you rat me out to Mrs. Hudson?"

"Serves you right." Derek chuckled when Aiden lightly kicked him under the table. Then, Derek's phone rang. He set down his cup and answered the call. "Hello?...Yes, that's right…I'm not sure. You'll have to ask him…Yes…Alright, let's do that…Yes…Goodbye."

"Who was it?" Aiden asked.

"Your father."

"Huh? Why'd he call?"

"He was wondering what our plans were regarding your birthday next month. It seems he wants to throw you a party."

"Oh." Aiden looked a bit disappointed which made Derek curious.

"What's wrong?" He asked before taking another sip of coffee.

"Well, if I have a party on my birthday, I'll have to spend it with everyone." Aiden then lowered his voice and leaned closer to Derek with a mischievous smile. "I had hoped that I'd get to spend my birthday naked and alone with you." Cough! Derek choked on his coffee and fell into a coughing fit. When he finally managed to calm down he looked at Aiden wide-eyed.

"You…!"

"Oh my! Are you alright?" The commotion had drawn over Mrs. Hudson. With his ears bright red, he answered Mrs. Hudson.

"I'm fine. Could you bring me a glass of water?"

"Of course!" Then she hurried out of the room. Aiden couldn't help but laugh. Derek covered his eyes with his hand and leaned his elbow on the table.

"Really, just what am I supposed to do with you?" Aiden quickly answered the obviously rhetorical question before Mrs. Hudson came back.

"I can think of a few suggestions." Derek could only shake his head in exasperation and try his best not to think of what those suggestions might be.