Me and Dolan leapt out the window...onto soft wet grass. Shima was just getting ready to jump too. 'come on' I ushered Dolan. We ran through the storm. We ran through a forest. We ran to Dolan's place. 'Shimas scary, isn't she, Hellbent?!' Dolan asked. I nodded yes. 'Be right back, I'm just gonna get some pizza for the oven and get some dry pyjamas. Ya want some?' Dolan asked. I just stared at him, and took off my denim jacket. Dolan understood. He went out the sitting room. I turned on the electric fire. I heard Dolan opening and closing the oven door. 'Im back' Dolan annouced, now wearing a blue pyjamas short and vest top. He handed me another pair. 'Dolan, my hand is bleeding really bad, take off my jeans for me there' I moaned. Dolan undid the belt. He chucked them on the couch, before looking at my bottom half of my body. 'Whats up with your penis? It's all red and bleeding' Dolan gasped. 'Shit, is it? Shima must have clawed at it's I replied. Dolan got up and went to the bathroom and came back with cotton, and antiseptic cream. 'Dolan, what are doing?' I asked, slightly nervous. 'Fixing up your Weiner. Now lie down on the carpet and close your eyes' Dolan commanded. So I did. I felt Dolan scraping at my weiner with the cotton, then smothering cream on it. And that's all. I heard Dolan opening the bathroom door then putting the stuff back in a cupboard. I put on the pyjama shorts. Dolan came back and took off my jacket. I put my hands on my abs. 'Dont look there, please' I pleaded. Dolan took zero notice and held my hands up. 'WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? SHIMA AGAIN' Dolan shouted. I opened my eyes wide. Dolan got a fright, because my abs were swollen, bruised and slightly bleeding. He put his hands on them. He rubbed them around my abs. 'Thanks a lot Dolan, that really helps it' I moaned. Dolan grabbed the v-neck top and shoved it over my head. I sat on the couch and grabbed the remote. 'Boring, boring, weird, seen it, blah. THERE'S NOTHING GOOD ON THE TELEVISION' I complained. Dolan smiled at me. ' Why do you need television, when we have entertainment right here?!'. He patted the space next to him on the other couch. ' Nothing could be more exciting than this' I thought. 'I... love... you' Dolan breathed. 'Right back at you' I swallowed, getting up to close the curtains and door, then there I was, leaning closer and closer to Dolan. We couldn't take it no longer. Our lips meet. We put our arms around each other. I shifted all my weight onto Dolan. Dolan clawed at my (well,his) top. His hands went up to my abs. Before I knew it, the top got chucked to the ground. I started pulling at his pants. Our hands meet. We both ripped it off. We fell off the couch and onto the carpet. I couldn't take it. Dolan slipped his hands into my hips. He started sliding it off. I ripped off his shirt. I rolled my tounge around his teeth. Dolan rolled his around my sharp ones. We carried on for ten minutes straight. Then we put our clothes back on. Dolan went to the kitchen. He came back two minutes later with two cups of coffee. He handed one to me. 'Thanks Dolan' I thanked. 'no problem, hell' Dolan replied. 'BOTTOMS UP, BRO!!!' We both shouted. We drank our coffee...later on, we went up to Dolan's​bedroom and did position sixty nine. I loved it