lovers of a life time

with pedro everything is bliss

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Pedro-

He felt the acid inside his stomach crawl up to his esophagus, his thoughts disturbing and filthy.
He should have never been thinking these disgusting things in the first place .

Alas what more could he do a young man of 28 not an ordinary one but a physics professor at university of Barcelona sat at his desk in the middle of a classroom filled with students talking a test as he sat there making sure non of them had a fair chance at cheating

Well was not Pedro doing a good job as the whole of classroom worked in coordination to exchange answers in a silent conversation with their eyes

Had pedri been asleep with his eyes open, a wide no, his eyes were locked on to one of the young boys sitting at the end of the class room sincerly attempting his test . And oh lord have mercy on Pedro, how was the man obsessed with a teenager of just 19 years of age. Was it just an attraction? Again a big no!

Pedro was simply obsessed with the little boy. Pablo Martín Páez Gavira was not just smart,sincer , and polite that caught Pedro's attention it was rather how delicate the boy was how innocent and little he was protected from all the dirt that could stain him

Pink lush lips and a short body structure with smooth white milky skin and brown curls fell over his forehead , did pedri like all of it? Obviously he did but his favorite were those doe eyes that started at him with all emotion pedri never could make out

Pedro hated him self for all the trouble the little boy put him through had he not been in this class Pedro would be at peace

Time to Time he thought about the younger one in his arms his head resting on Pedro's chest soaking in the heartbeats.
Pedro thought about how he would hold pablo close to himself , so fucking close that he would never escape nor could anyone ever take his beautiful angel away from him . His thoughts were blooded and dark he was no innocent man but he never had committed a crime either .

But oh lord have mercy on the man had not pablo been testing his patience.
The older one never had blood on his hands but for pablo he could kill and get his hands stained , no one could even touch him nor make him laugh cause the older believed that it was souly his job only

In his deep thoughts he never realized when the time passed and the test was over
Everyone handed in their test paper and walked away . But had Pedro been concerned about them? Again a big no all that was his counsourn was his little boy
Who stood at the end of the line crunching his test close to his chest his eyes with a shine said all the unspoken

As he approached slowly towards the professors desk he slowly moved his hands and gave his test to his professor, who by now was staring at him with all the worldly emotions.

"Professor" a little sound broke pedris chain of thought

"Yes pablo" he asked with utter care, consideration
Looking up into the most beautiful eyes he considered to exist

"Professor I actually....... didn't...understand....a.. few things...."

As he said these things his hands trembled and fear showed in his eyes. pedri gently smiled and offed his help to his dearest one

They sat together on one of the benches and started with Pablo's problems, with heat concentration pablo was listening to his teacher speak. He was Allright until suddenly he felt the acid of his stomach burn his toung

The sour taste lingerie on his taste buds and all of the sudden he was not thinking about
physics but the memories from the past few days started playing in his head like a movie and tears accumulated in his brown eyes threatening to spill any momen

He felt  unreal and stupid but those tears finally spilled out coating his cheeks in a pink blush  as Pedro noticed his tears he dropped the pen from his hands and moved a little closer to the boy

"What's the matter pablo, are you not understanding my teaching "Pedro asked in a tone full of sorrow
He was concerned that his little boy might not want to be around him and it scared him to eternity

Pablo did not utter a single word it was difficult for him to describe what his heart felt like he felt as if everything was shattering he felt as if it was all ending up and he was being eaten alive a life he heated how his  so called friends treated him worst then his Enemies could have needless to say he never had any enemies

He was an outcast among all his friends and he hated this feeling, a feeling of being alienated a feeling of always being alone a feeling that always linked through his heart he always thought what wrong was he doing but could never figure out

Slowly the little sobs turned into pablo being a crying mess
All that Pedro could do was hug him and rub his back to comfort him but non of it seemed to work

Soon the younger one was settled on his teachers lap safe and sound in his arms crying his heart out on Pedro's shoulders nothing seemed to worry him as Pedro calmingly gave a ear to his story and his sorrow

That day pablo felt like a new person nothing seemed to worry him ever since. He was safe in his teachers arms who was not not just his teacher but so much more

Pedro knew how to Handel his little boy who was soft and fragile he would never let anyone hurt his little boy and always protected him like his life dependent on it

After the long day pablo would end up in Pedro's arms seated on his lap and got his head creased with love and passion
With Pedro every day was bliss