He Changed Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty

Hey baby! ;P

Seth’s Point of View

           There are so many good memories here in this city and so many bad ones. But the good outweighed the bad by a thousand miles. One of those good things is fast asleep next to me. I’ve been awake for an hour, moving about around his room and bathroom and he hadn’t even turn. For the time being we were sleeping together in his old room (good and bad memories again), when his parents arrive, out of respect for them he thinks we should share separate rooms for the time being. I’m going to miss his warmth but I’m okay with that.

            He’s so beautiful. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as Travis in my life. He is my life and just looking at him gives me the strength to get through all the fucked up things in my life.

            “Stop staring at me, it’s creepy,” his groggy voice said.

            “How’s it creepy? I know for a fact that you do the same thing.”

            “I…I don’t know. It just is. I need to take a piss.” He got up and stumbled to his ensuite. He was like a zombie, all wobbly and stuff. By the sound of things in the bathroom, Travis had decided to take a shower. While he was doing his thing, I stared at the bed where I lost my virginity. I was always scared to do it for fear of regretting it but with Travis I just knew. A day that started out horribly by my parents arguing that had woken me up, then my day went from absolute shit to amazing when Travis asked me out—I was shocked I had feelings for him for so long, said day went to absolute shit again after that phone call and now I’m here, back to square one. Except this square one isn’t frustrating, it makes me content.  

            “What are you thinking about?” My head snapped up at the sound of his voice as he got closer to me. The second I saw him my eyes widened on their own and I felt my lips parted slightly. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, his abs were wet and glistening. From where I was sitting his mop of curly hair look damped instead of dripping like the rest of him. He always hate when his hair is wet so he towel dry before he gets out the bathroom. Like I said, he was beautiful.

            This sudden need came over me and I wanted to feel him.

            When he was within arms reached, I reached my hand out and pulled him on top of me and we sunk into the mattress. Our lips connected for one of the most heated kisses I’ve ever felt. I rubbed my hands along his back, over his chest and down his stomach, moaning at the feeling of his taut abs constricting beneath my fingers.

            We broke apart, and Travis quickly pulled me up to take my shirt off. As soon as it was off his lips were on my neck, biting and nibbling away. My back arched, as I breathed heavily through my mouth, moaning and humming at his ministration. It felt so good. I’ve literally dreamt of being in this moment again and it’s happening. I want nothing more than this.

            I felt his breath on my face but no contact whatsoever, so I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. His green eyes that are dominated by grey strands that made them look as clear as day, shone down at me with love. I knew my eyes reflected the look in his, and he saw it, for he smiled.

            With him between my legs and his eyes boring into mine, he trailed his hand from my shoulders down. When he reached my chest he paused, and with a noticeable grind of his teeth he pinched my nipples. I gasped as I felt the pleasure surge through my body. Travis’ eyes changed then and they became dark.

            He put on of his arms beneath my back. For a second I was confused as to what he was going to do until said hand pushed me closer to him and his mouth captured my nipple roughly. My stomach tightened at the wonderful feeling. My back even arched some more as I panted and groaned with my head thrown back. With one last lick, he allowed me to sink back into the bed. Our lips connected again, seeming like they never want to stop kissing the other—so mnemonic.