virgin ❥ jastin ~DISCONTINUED~

0.5

THIS will not start off from where it was before. So Jason will be at Justin's house located in Justin's bedroom as Justin is in his shower.

Proceed....

JASON:

I heard the shower running, pads of water flowing down to the bottom on the shower floor. I imagined Justin on the other side of the door, naked and preferably untouched. His body clean and pure as his white skin showcased the beautiful qualities he had.

He was like a angel at the least. Always radiating positivity as he usually smiled at me occasionally. Him just being there would just give me butterflies. That's how much power he had over me and he was completely blind to it.

His eyes big and round as he usually stared at most things with curiosity. His light brown eyes were like honey, warm and sweet like milk chocolate. Always giving me a slight feeling of peace as I into his eyes.

The sound of the bathroom door rattling shattered me from my thoughts, as I looked up staring at him. Dripping, unclothed and obviously embarrassed. His cheeks were flushed as he wrapped the towel tightly around the lower part of his body. Still not trusting of myself as he quickly rushed to his drawers trying to put something on, not caring what it was.

He nervously asked me to turn around, he was obviously insecure about himself as he often at times tried to hide and conceal himself from the rest of the world.

"Your body is beautiful, Y'Know?" I said to him, completely serious as he looked down, giving a small smile as he stared at the ground.

His eyelashes overshadowing his face and his blonde hair flowed down to  his forehead.

I decided to turn around as I tried not to make him uncomfortable, even though I already knew what he looked like naked but I tried not to show it.

After waiting, hearing the sounds of clothes slap on skin and drawers closing and opening, I felt a little eraser bop my head as a little giggle was followed by it. "You can turn around now"he said. The childishness he had was obviously still there and I never wanted it to ever fade away.

He was wearing a black hoodie along with some sweatpants. For some reason he had the hood on, covering his hair and only showing his beautiful face.

The silhouette of the shadow that the hoodie have off of, shaped his face perfectly. His cheekbones evident and his jawline sharp, it made him look older than he already was and that gave me a little hint of arousal flowing in my jeans.

He placed his head onto my lap as he began to play with the thread that was poking out  from my shirt. My mind went down from memory lane as I remembered vividly what we did yesterday, I kinda felt bad. I was obviously  coming on too strong and he's still a kid. I was blinded from the lust I had for him.

Making a separate reality of what the person I thought Justin was from who he truly is.

"I'm sorry...For everything that uhhh happened yesterday". It was like he waiting for me to say something as he answered me in a split second. "I liked it. It wasn't bad or anything even though I was thinking of doing something to get you back for it but it's cool." He answered, as he absentmindedly kept playing with the string.

I was wondering what he was going to do, in his devilish mind of his I'm pretty sure anything could happen. Since he was just a kid. Yeah a kid. The more I realize the more it makes me sad that we could never truly be together.

Society just doesn't have the space for it. In their eyes it was wrong, terrible, sinful. Labeling me as a pedophile, pervert, child molester and all of the above. But in my eyes, I knew that it wasn't wrong and that I was just in love but sadly that wasn't the case. In Justin's eyes, he probably hadn't even heard such things. Still curious and fresh to these world he wouldn't even had know if it was wrong. Hell, probably doesn't even know if he was gay or not.

Light snores filled my ears as it made me gaze down to lap. Justin was sleeping, his eyelashes long and gorgeous as they cascaded down overshadowing the lower part of his nose. His thumb was in his mouth, sucking on it slightly, dirty images overflowed my mind as I imagined him sucking me off. Lips plush and soft, sucking me as if I was a lollipop.

I shuddered as I tried to get those thoughts to leave my mind.

I tried to pick him up, which turned out to be really easy as he stood at a good height of 5'4  whereas I was just the at the middle of 5'10. He was small in my arms and turns out that he was a heavy sleeper; no tossing or turning as I carefully sat him down on his bed.

He looked a bit hot in his hoodie, hood on and everything. I began to gently try to take it off his body. Admiring the slight curve of his hips as I sat back and observed the flesh. He didn't have any muscles as he still was at the beginning/ near beginning of his puberty. Which was perfect for me as I knew he still had a lot of learning to do later on in his life.

His nose was a bit red from the lack of heat being turned on. He looked really adorable almost like a kitten. His smallness almost deepened that thought as I was truly beginning to think he secretly was one. From the sucking on his thumb to this, He couldn't get any cuter.

I reached down to give him a small kiss on his forehead. Making sure I left a faint remembrance that I was here. I was beginning to leave but I couldn't resist!

I cooed at him as I gave him a quick peck on his pink nose. Whispering the three words everyone loves to hear "I love you".

Even though it left me empty inside thinking that he wouldn't say it back in return. Seeing as of now this was a one-sided relationship, he probably doesn't even understand the meaning behind what love was. Maybe read it in movies or books, but most of it was unrealistic.

Walking towards his brown door, shutting it carefully trying not to wake the baby up. I walked downstairs, trying to leave as soon as possible. His parents could be here at any moment and I'm sure they would not want to know what a 22 year old grown man was doing leaving their 16 year old sons bedroom.

I know damn well, I'm not going to jail! And I'm certainly not trying too.

Opening the main door, exiting out of his house back into my own. It was dull yet creative. It want decorative or anything. But it had this aura that was there that reminded you that you were safe yet calm.

I unlocked my front door, using the blue yet flexible necklace that had at least 4 keys on it and opened the door. I took of my jacket and placed it on the coat rack.

I sat on the coach and turned on the TV, leaving the episode I was currently running of Empire to continue where it left off. I became bored as I placed my hand on my chin. My mind wondering off to what my angel was dreaming about.

-----------------

Happy Birthday Hailey! (Fatass)