Until We Meet Again

Chapter 11

Calvin

"Aren't we supposed to be watching a movie?" I purr, my voice dripping with desire. Xavier smirks, his eyes darkening with lust. "I can't help it, you make me so horny," he replies, his voice low and seductive. I bite my lip, feeling a surge of pleasure at his words. "Okay, but how is sucking my dick going to help?" I moan, my hands instinctively reaching for his hair. "I'm going to cum," I whisper, my body trembling with anticipation. Xavier doesn't stop, his skilled mouth bringing me to the brink of ecstasy until I finally release in his mouth.

I catch my breath, my eyes locked with Xavier's as we both bask in the afterglow. "I think we should at least eat the pizza before it gets cold," I suggest, my voice laced with playful teasing. "Do you like cold pizza?" Xavier shrugs, his eyes still filled with desire. "It doesn't bother me," he says, making my heart race with excitement.

I quickly grab my pizza slices from the microwave and settle back down next to Xavier, our bodies still buzzing with pleasure. As the movie we were watching finishes, I lean over and wish Xavier a goodnight, my voice husky with desire.

"Take the second box of pizza home," I suggest, a mischievous glint in my eye. "No, I can't," Xavier protests, but I can see the desire in his eyes. "I'm not going to repeat myself, Calvin," I say, my tone firm and commanding. I saunter into the kitchen, grabbing the unopened box of pizza and leaving with a wink.

As the weeks go by, Xavier and I continue to tutor at his apartment, our sessions filled with intense chemistry and steamy hookups. Even as he studies, we can't resist each other, our passion only growing stronger with each encounter.
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"Mom, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment," I replied, trying to stop her from prying. "Well, Greg is engaged now. Why don't you ask him about grandkids?" she persisted. "I'm sure he'll have some news to share." I took a bite of my chicken sandwich, trying to change the subject. "By the way, do you like the sandwich I made?" she asked, trying to steer the conversation back to my love life. "Yes, it's delicious," I replied, hoping she would drop the topic. But she was relentless. "So, how's college going?" she asked, finally taking a seat across from me at the dining table. "It's going great. I'm excited to become an accountant," I smiled. "You know, accountants make a lot of money. And if you ever want some hands-on experience, your dad knows a few accountants," she continued, clearly not letting the topic go.

"How's dad doing at the hospital?" I asked, trying to change the subject again. "Being a doctor is a tough job, but that's what he loves about it. He's actually training some medical students right now," she replied proudly. "That's cool," I said, trying to sound interested. "Hey, do you mind if I stay over tonight?" I asked, hoping for some quality time with my mom. "I'm sorry, but you have a lovely bed waiting for you at your own apartment. But I can drive you home, it's only two hours away," she replied, not giving me the answer I wanted.

The car ride back to my place was silent, as my mom never played music unless it was gospel. "Next time you come visit, you have to come to church with your dad and me," she said, determined to make me a regular churchgoer. "Sure, mom," I replied, not wanting to argue.

When we arrived at my apartment, my mom showed her ID to the security guard and drove into my parking spot. "But you don't have a car," she pointed out. "Yeah, I won't be able to bring it on campus until I'm a sophomore," I explained.

As she said her goodbyes and hugged me goodbye, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. However, my peace was quickly interrupted when a voice called out my name. "Hey Calvin," the voice said. "Who's that?" my mom asked curiously. As I turned to see Xavier walking over, I groaned internally. "Oh no, why is he coming over here?" I thought to myself.

"Hello," Xavier greeted my mom politely. "Hi, young man," she replied, trying to be friendly. "Mom, this is Xavier. He's just a friend," I introduced, hoping to keep things casual. "I'm more of a..." Xavier started to say before I quickly stepped on his foot, causing him to yelp in pain. "Ow," he groaned, trying to play it off as nothing. "Is everything okay?" my mom asked, concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just stepped on a rock," Xavier replied, trying to brush it off.

Thankfully, my mom didn't suspect a thing and said her goodbyes before driving off. As soon as she was gone, Xavier pulled me closer to him. "You stepped on my new shoes. You're definitely going to pay for this," he whispered, grabbing my ass. I couldn't help but burst into laughter, thinking he was joking. But when I saw his serious expression, I knew he wasn't kidding. "Oh, you weren't joking," I said between laughs. "Well, just for that, I'm doubling your punishment," he replied, still not cracking a smile. "Wait, no, please don't do that," I pleaded, knowing I was in for it now. But Xavier ignored my protests and I said, "Fine, do whatever you want. But not right now." I knew I was going to pay for stepping on his new shoes, but for now, I was just happy to have some time alone with him.