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We wake up the next morning and begin packing some of my things. Just some clothes and shoes and stuff like that. Necessities. As we walk out of my room I spot my tape recorder on my dresser and grab it just in case I need to, you know, record something. It's what any good journalist would do.
It proves pretty hard to ride on a motorcycle and carry some luggage at the same time but we manage.
We get to Carlos' house a few minutes later and I'm shaking in fear of what his mother will say. I feel a strong hand grasp mine and turn to look at Carlos. He placed a quick kiss on my lips and pulls me towards the door.
"Hey mom!"
"Hello dear!" Carlos' mom called from the kitchen.
"Mom, I have a proposition for you," Carlos said glancing at me then back at the kitchen opening as his mother walked out, wiping her hands on a dish towel.
"Oh? And what's that?" She raised her eyebrows and looked between us at our joined hands and then back at our faces.
"Well, umm we were," Carlos started, "Umm we were wondering if-"
"I could maybe stay here for a while?" I finished. "I'm kinda having some... family issues at the moment." I say with a clenched jaw.
It took her a moment to process what we were asking and after a few moments her face lit up.
"Of course you can, darling!"
Carlos and I looked at each other and I was so happy I could kiss him! Looking like he wanted to do the same he began dragging me up the stairs to his room. As we reached the top of the stairs we heard a voice from down below.
"But no funny business you two!" Carlos' mom shouted up the stairs.
I looked at Carlos and could feel the heat rising on my face. "Wait. Your mom knew about us?" I mumbled.
Carlos looked confused for a moment then smiled. "Of course she did. She's my mom," he said, giving me a small peck on my cheek.
That's when I realized that this family is one that I wanted to be part of. They were accepting and loved each other regardless- and that's something I had never had. Feeling overwhelmed with love I continued to pull Carlos to his- our room.
We get into the room and I immediately put my lips to his, my teeth and tongue working simultaneously to get some encouragement from Carlos. Carlos let a low moan from the back of his throat. I pushed him on to the bed, and gave him what I hoped was a seductive look.
Carlos smirked as he sat up on his elbows, "Someone's feeling dominant today."
"Yeah well don't get used to it," I say, as I get on top of him and straddle his hips, bringing my lips down to his once more. I begin playing with his waist band, asking for permission, which he gladly grants.
He takes off his pants as I take off mine, our lips never parting as we do so. I pull back from the kiss so that I can trail small kisses down his body, giving extra attention to his neck and leaving a mark that will surely be visible by tomorrow. I pepper kisses down his chest until I reach his underwear line.
When I reach that pesky piece of clothing I decide I'm going too fast and should probably slow down, so I begin to palm Carlos through his boxers and give his nipples some attention with the other hand.
I hear him whisper my name and can't help but smile, because this is my doing. I'm the one whose making him shake like this, turning him into jelly, making him breath heavy and make his body hot with lust. It's an amazing feeling.
"I love you Carlos," I pant, placing kisses all over his chest and finally on his cock.
"I- ugh- I love you too, Cec," he's breathing shallowly and his face is red. I'm about to take his length into my mouth when I hear a shout from downstairs.
"BOYS LUNCH IS READY!!!"
"Are you fucking kidding me?" We say simultaneously. We look at each other for a moment before I grab Carlos' pants off the ground and throw them at him. He gives me a bit of a pouty face and proceeds to put them on.
"Just when we were about to get to the fun part," I say as Carlos is pulling up his pants.
"Oh no you don't! You owe me mister." Carlos pulls me close until our foreheads are touching.
"Oh? And if I don't?" My eyes flick down to his lips then back to his eyes.
"Well," he kisses me. "Lets just say," kiss. "I won't repay the favor," kiss.
"Mmhhhmm, sure you won't," I grab the collar of his lab coat before pulling him into a final kiss.
"Now we should probably go downstairs before your mom comes up to check on us." I say grabbing Carlos' hand and pulling him up to the door.
"Uhh Cec?"
"Yeah Carlos?" I say without turning around.
"I don't think we should go downstairs yet."
"And why is that?"
"Look at me."
I turn around to inspect my boyfriend. That's when I see it.
Carlos still has a massive hard-on.
I click my tongue at the sight and fein annoyance.
"Ugh, you're such a hassle. You know that?" I walk over until I'm close enough to whisper in his ear. "Carlos, imagine all your beakers break. All your research gone. Your computer broke in two. Imagine that science was never created."
I back away and see that my boyfriend's eyes are closed and he has a panicked expression on his beautiful face.
"Thanks Cec, but can we still wait a few minutes before we go downstairs?" He looked back down at the now slightly smaller bulge in his pants."I'd like to um... cool down a bit more."
"Anything for you, Mr. Scientist," I said, wiggling my eyebrows in what I hoped was a seductive manner.
"God, I hate you." Carlos said as he chucked a pillow at my head.
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Ahhhh Mondays, how I hate you so! Getting ready this morning was... interesting to say the least. I'm not exactly used to sharing a bathroom with someone, let alone someone who spends about half an hour on their hair alone.
As soon as Carlos was done putting a whole jar of gel in his hair we headed to school on his motorcycle. We got there just as the bell was about to ring which meant we had to depart to go to our respective classes. Today we have block schedule which means each of our classes is an hour and forty-five minutes long. Too long if you ask me. But what is time reaAAallly.....
I walk into Miss Josie's music class, which is pretty much a free period now that we already had our annual opera performance of "Amara." Since that's the case I pull out some of my homework from yesterday and begin to work on it. I hear some shuffling behind me at Miss Josie's desk and moments later I hear my name called. I stand and turn to her desk only to be greeted with the pale face of Earl.
"Cecil, darling, can you please walk Earl to the office? He's not feeling well." Miss Josie said in her sweet sing songy voice.
I look at Earl and then back at her. "Uh-um yeah sure."I cringe at my audible stutter and start walking to the office, Earl's small echoing footsteps the only indication that he's behind me. God this is awkward. Say something, Cecil.
"So umm the weather is nice today." Stupid. I mentally slap myself.
"Yeah, I guess." Earl mumbles in agreement.
"So ummm-," I start, before Earl interrupts me.
"Look Cecil, it's fine. You don't have to talk, I know this is awkward." Earl hurries a few paces in front of me and I jog to catch up.
"Well what if I want to talk? Y'know ask how you've been and what not?" The words stumble out of my mouth before I can stop them.
"Do you really want to know how I've been, Cecil?" I nod and he looks over at me with a thoughtful expression before returning his eyes to the boring linoleum floor. "Well I met a guy..."
"Oh my god who!?" I suddenly get a burst of energy and can't help but question Earl about this new development in his life. One that I wasn't there for...
"His name is Marcus. Marcus Vansten. He goes to a private school on the edge of town. Super rich and super sweet, well to me anyways, but to anyone else he's a bit of an asshole. But you know he's practically an angel." Earl babbled on and I couldn't help but stare with a awestruck expression. I couldn't help myself as I wrapped my arms around my best friend(?).
"I'm so happy for you," I whispered, the sound barely making its way out of my mouth. I pulled away slightly so that I could look at Earl's face. He has tears in his eyes. "I also missed you. Like a lot. It's been hard to have no one to talk to about boys." He choked out a small laugh before pulling me into another hug.
"Speaking of, how's Mister Perfect?"
I proceed to tell him about our a amazing dates and how I'm actually living with him right now. He seemed to take everything really well, considering everything. Maybe Marcus will be good for him.
After a while I remember I was supposed to be taking Earl to the office because he wasn't feeling well. As we walk into the nurses office I turn to face Earl before I head back to class. I look to the floor before looking back up at the freckled boy in front of me. I open my mouth to say something but before I have the chance-
"So, ummm, friends again?" Earl says with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
"You took the words right out of my mouth," I say giving him a small smile and a hug before I head back to class.
This is gonna be a good day.