He Changed Me (BoyxBoy)

Twenty-one

Travis’ Point of View

            I’m happy and sad at the same time that Mickey won’t be home for thanksgiving because my parents weren’t able to get her out of school. I’m happy because Seth won’t have to deal with her. Someone being rude to him is the last thing he needs right now. He’s the happiest I’ve seen him in a long time and I’d love for it to stay that way. I’m sad because I miss my baby sister. I miss my big brother too. It’s really too painful to think about him because we grew up like twins and we’ve been separated since junior year and graduation was the last time I saw him.

            Shaking my head, I tried to rid myself of my sad thoughts and went to search for Seth. After searching and searching I heard groans coming from the kitchen. I made my way in there to see him standing near the pantry with bag of potato chips stuffing is face.

            “What are you doing?” I asked him. We were supposed to be out the door a while ago. “Babe, you look like you’re about to be sick.”

            “I’m so nervous.” Sighing, I walked over to him and took the bag from his hands, placed a clip on it and put it back in the pantry. No wonder he looked sick. I’ve seen him nervous before and he couldn’t even eat. He was forcing himself to eat now.

            Walking to the fridge, I got a bottle of water and opened it before handing it to him. “Slow down,” I warned him after watching him chug more than half the bottle. Grabbing him by his cheek so that my thumb is on the right side and my other fingers are on the left, I turned his face that he was looking directly in my eyes. Now, my intention was to get him to focus and instead I lost my focus and started kissing him. His lips tasted salty with a hint of his cherry flavored chapstick. Moaning, I nibbled on his bottom lip one last time before pulling away.

            His beautiful blue eyes fluttered open to meet mine, a smile playing on his lips.

            “Okay. I’m good now. Let’s go.” Chuckling, I followed behind him and couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering down to his ass. His skinny jeans hugged him good, making his ass look even better and showing off everything.

            I reached my hand out to hold on to his and pulled him back to me. His chest was pressed against mine and that surprised, innocent look on his face just made my stomach tightened with desire. Slowly, I slid my hands down his back until I was squeezing both cheeks into my palm. Seth breathed heavily as I started walking us towards the door. I dipped my head down, taking his bottom lip between my teeth and tugged on it.

            “Stop touching me like that if you want us to get out of here.”

            “Have I ever told you how much I love looking at your ass?”

            His gulp was audible and it wasn’t from our close proximity. “We have to go.”

            “I want to take you back upstairs, slowly undress you, kiss every inch of your skin and touch every inch of your skin, so that the sound of you moaning can drive me crazy.”

            “Stop,” he panted. “You’re making me hard.”

            “I know. I can feel it. Can you feel mine?”

            He shivered. “We have to go.”

            One last peck, and I let him go. “We have a lot of catching up to do when we get back to Philly”