Me, My Ballet Shoes And You [BoyxBoy]

#CHAPTER 41

He put his hand on my crotch and started rubbing in gently. I gasped at his touch. Just that made me hard. He started rubbing more roughly and it made me moan even more. He started kissing it and then took me in his whole mouth. I moaned louder at his movements. I was breathing heavily. "See. It's quite good having broken ribs. You get to have special treatments. And if you are nice enough, maybe you could have a very special treatment." He said with a sexy voice, kissing me on the ribs gently and caressing my down part. I grinned and said "that sounds very nice. And maybe I can give you a special surprise too. That's if you are a good good boy. And by good I mean if the special treatment is to my satisfaction." I said with a smirk on my face. "Playing dirty are we?" He said kissing me on the jaw and the neck. "Mayyyybeeee." I tried to say without any moans coming out of my mouth. I put my hand into his jeans and started pulling them down. I started giving him a hand job when I heard a knock on my door. We both started cursing under our breaths. "Wait a minute." I said as I put on my pajamas (it was 08pm.) I opened the door when we were both good. "Yes?" I said looking up at my mother blushing. "I was just going to ask Harry if his mother and his family would come for dinner tomorrow. It would be nice to get to know each other." I looked at Harry and he said "sure. I'll ask her." She nodded and headed back out. I sighed. "So where were we?" I said. He started kissing me and carried me to the bed. I pulled his trousers down and I gave him a complete hand job. We were both breathing heavily. I lied down on his chest. "So how's the family since your dad?" He sighed and said "Ok. They're coping." I sighed. "I guess I was the one he was looking for!" I said jokingly. He stayed the night which was really nice of him.

I woke up with Harry in my arms. He was still asleep. I watched him snore. He was so hot. I loved him. He opened his eyes weakly and said "hi babe." I smiled and said "hey." I kissed him on the lips. "We need to get up. Your family is coming for lunch and it is... 10am." I said. He whined and started holding me tighter as I was getting up. "Stay." He told me. I sighed and said "we need to get ready Harry. I really don't want this to be ruined again." He sighed deeply. I kissed him on the lips. He held me in his arms, making his hands drop to my butt and pinching it a little. I moaned in his mouth. The kiss deepened as I pressed my body onto his. Knock. Knock. Knock. Shit. I am seriously going to put a 'do not disturb' sign. "What do you want?" I said. "I just wanted to know if you were awake. Can I come in?" My dad said. I looked at Harry in panic. He was too. "Em... N..no, not r..really." I had covered our bodies in case he had come in. And I guess it was a very good idea as he came storming into the room asking "why? Is ev-" he stopped and looked at both of us, naked and very close from each other if I must say. "Oh shit. Sorry. I didn't know. I'm so sorry." He said walking out of the room. How can my day get any worse. I berried my head into my pillow. I felt Harry's hand slip down my hips. He started kissing me in the neck going down to my back a and shoulders. "Let's go in the shower." I said. He chuckled and said "no, you'll get hurt." I turned around to face him and said "it's worth it. Everything is worth it if it's for you." He awed and kissed me on the lips. "Come on. Let's get up. They'll be here soon." I nodded. We showered.
"So what shall I wear? Tux or normal clothes?" I asked. He shrugged and said "I don't know. Ask your parents." I sighed and went to ask my mum. "Mum, tux or normal clothes?" I asked lifting both of the choices up to my neck. "Mmm, maybe just a nice shirt and jeans because casual clothes are to casual for this but a tux is a bit to overdone, certainly at midday." I nodded and scuttled upstairs. "Ok so light blue shirt and jeans and converse. What are you wearing?" I said to Harry. "I'm wearing a T-shirt and some jeans." I nodded. We got changed, ate a peace of cake, brushed our teeth and headed downstairs. "Scot!" My dad said. We all looked uptight. Certainly with what happened this morning. I smiled. "Can we talk?" He asked. I was nervous. What does he want to talk about? I am going to die. "Sure." I looked at Harry and I gave him a sign that I was going to die. He laughed. We went outside. "Scot, you have every right to do what you want with your boyfriend but don't you think you should take it slow since you are badly injured?!" I was paralysed. "Em... I hear you?" Was all I could say. I backed away slowly to the front door and went to hide behind Harry (discreetly of course). "hey Scotty. What did he say?" Harry asked. "Em... That we shouldn't do you know what with my injuries." I answered, my head down in embarrassment. He kissed me on the cheek and whispered "you better start healing quickly then..." I giggled. Knock. Knock. Knock. There was a knock on the door.