But It’s Alright is a Gay Erotica short story - M/M. This erotica short story contains explicit content, erotic situations, graphic language and is suitable for readers 18 and over.When Gavin comes home from the bar at 3 AM, drunk and singing at the top of his lungs, his roommate wants to kill him. This is not the first time that Gavin has done something to seriously annoy him. When Gavin invades Leon’s bedroom and insists on talking, Leon just wants him to go away forever. Or does he? Why is he always letting Gavin get on his nerves? Why doesn’t he just move. But when Gavin sits on his lap and grinds against his cock, Leon forgets his irritation. This invasion of personal space doesn’t bother him at all. Then Gavin makes himself comfortable, and Leon even more comfortable. It’s an unexpected treat, but definitely welcome. They seem to have a lot of interesting tastes that are similar. Maybe this is why Gavin gets away with so much shit? And probably will get away with more in the future.ExcerptOh. Oh, I’m sorry, dude. I’ve just had this goddamned song stuck in my head all night. He bent over, clutching his head like the goddamned song was trying to spring from his brow, and then shot straight up, belting the words out again. You keep hurting me, but it’s alright. It’s alright, alright dear. Oooh, it’s alright.I swear to God I’m going to break your fucking head if you don’t stop that.What? Don’t you think it’s a great song?It’s a damned annoying song. And you’re a damned terrible singer.Sorry. I didn’t mean to offend your sensibilities. Gavin grinned, and Leon didn’t think he was sorry at all. He also wasn’t leaving. He was just standing there, grinning like a dope.Go to bed before you do yourself any damage, Leon said, rolling over onto his side and tucking the pillow under his chin.I’m not sleepy.You’re drunk. That’s close enough to sleepy, Leon bit back.You sound annoyed.I am annoyed. Some of us have to work in the morning. Did you happen to see what time it is?Gavin tilted his head, eyes narrowing as he did the math. I know I was around for the last call, so it must be…three.
