"Come on, Vin. Open the door," Chris Larabee said as he tried to get his lover to let him into the bathroom.
"I'm fine. Let me be a minute," Vin's strained voice could barely be heard.
"Vin, please. Let me in. Let me see...you may need the hospital. How about I call Nathan?" Chris tried, changing tactics.
"No!" was the only reply.
"Damn it, Vin! I'm gonna break this door down in five seconds. Do you hear me? I mean it...one...two..."
Chris put the cordless phone down on the floor. It was bad enough he felt guilty for hurting Vin, but not being able to see what damage he had caused was making him even more angry.
It had all started well enough. Chris had suggested that they get ready for bed with a little 69. Since Vin was already on the bed, Chris straddled over him. Both men were enjoying immense pleasure from the mutual stimulation when Vin inserted a finger into Chris's passage. Chris was already close to climaxing, when Vin hit his prostate. The excitement pushed him over the edge and he accidently bit down on Vin's member.
Vin threw him off with a cry of pain and ran into the bathroom, closing and locking the door. He refused all of Chris's requests to open the door.
"Three...four..." Chris continued, the anger evident in his voice. He shifted his weight to his right side and backed up a step to gain the momentum he needed to break down the bathroom door. Just as he started to move, the door opened.
Chris stopped and slowly poked his head around the door. Vin was standing by the bathroom sink, a damp wash cloth against his member.
"Vin...let me see, please," Chris asked as he slowly approached Vin. As he closed the gap between them, he could see a few spots of blood on the washcloth.
"I'm fine, Chris. Just let me be," Vin said, never looking at him. Chris touched his shoulder and Vin pulled out from the embrace.
"Don't," was all Vin said as removed the cloth covering his wound.
Chris could clearly see the slight swelling and broken skin. "Vin, I gotta call Nathan. You may need some kind of medical treatment for this."
"Damn it, Chris. No! What are you gonna tell him? That you bit my dick while we were blowing each other?"
"Vin, please. I'm so sorry... I'll explain it to Nathan." Chris walked out and picked up the cordless phone. He dialed Nathan's number as he entered the bathroom.
"Nate, it's Chris. We have a small problem. No...No... not that serious. It's just... well... Shit. Nathan, I accidently bit Vin while I was...Hell...you know..."
"Vin, he wants to know if the skin is broken?"
Vin nodded.
"Yeah, Nate. What? Yeah, there's blood... a tiny bit. Wait. Vin, did it bleed more than that?"
Vin shook his head.
"Just a tiny bit...Vin, does it still hurt?"
Finally Vin turned to him, "What do you think, Larabee?"
"Yeah, Nathan it still hurts. Okay... fifteen minutes... got it. Yeah thanks. See you tomorrow. What? I'll tell him. Vin, Nate said to tell you, he's not going to tell the guys about this. Okay?"
Vin nodded, never looking up.
"Thanks Nathan. I...we appreciate it, everything. Good Night." Chris turned off the phone and moved closer to Vin.
"He said to ice it, for about 15-20 minutes, then put some of that Neosporin with the pain relief on it. He figures it'll be okay tomorrow. But he said if it still hurts or is bothering you, you should tell him." Chris started to reach for Vin, but remembered how he had acted before. "I'll go get the ice pack, you go lay down. Okay?"
Vin nodded and headed out of the bathroom.
Chris returned with the ice pack wrapped in a bit of flannel. He cut a sheet to provide a soft covering to try to make it easier on Vin.
Walking in, Chris could see Vin was miserable. He was sitting on the bed, back up against the pillows, eyes shut, knees bent to protect his manhood.
"Here ya go, Vin," Chris said as he presented the ice pack to Vin.
"Flannel?" Vin asked once he felt the bundle.
"Cut up a sheet. Figured something soft would be best..." Chris hesitated, then climbed on the bed. He slowly moved around behind Vin, settling in behind him. He reached his arms around, to pull Vin close, then paused. "I'm so sorry Vin. I'd never hurt you, especially there...you gotta believe me."
Vin leaned back against Chris's chest. "I do. Sorry I was snapping at you. Just hurts...needed to vent a little."
Chris wrapped his arms around Vin's chest and pulled him in close. He nuzzled Vin's neck and nibbled on his ear. "No problem, pard. You vent all you want...I do feel pretty bad about this."
"Thanks, Cowboy, it's not like you did on purpose. It's okay, really. But next time you want to try 69, we're getting beef and broccoli from Jade Dynasty and you can fuck me all night long instead!"
The End