Addicted

Addicted: Hello Again

     I walked into the empty apartment and threw the keys on the table. Braydon followed slowly behind me and looked around the spacious area before falling down onto the couch and laughing. It had been only hours since we had gotten off the airplane and we had spent hours just walking around the downtown area. I took Braydon everywhere, showing him my high school and other things that I thought he might enjoy. Now, just hours after arriving we were at our apartment and feeling comfortable for the first time in a while.

" Come to bed...." I said, pulling Braydon upwards so that he stood straight and against my body. He smiled and cuddled into my chest as I took his hand and lead him towards the bedroom. We stumbled around in the dark but finally made it to the bed where we stripped and fell asleep peacefully for the first time in hours since we had gotten to Canada. 

     I woke up to the soft sound of Braydon's breathing in my ear. He had one arm around my body and one leg under mine with his head nuzzled into my neck. I smiled and took a breath, breathing in the smell of Braydon into my nostrils. I smiled and  pulled him closer to my body as I felt his tiny one shake next to me. I wondered what was making him shake? Was it the fact that the window was open, or the fact that he was having a nightmare. Suddenly his eyes opened and he quickly sat up and put his head in his hands. I sat up and pulled him back into a hug, he smiled and cuddled closer and I could have sworn that I had felt tears fall from his eyes. 

" Bray..." I said soothingly, sliding my hand under his shirt to rub circles around his belly button. He smiled and leaned into the touch. Before I knew it I was being ravished by the beautiful man on top of me. I loved having our own apartment, we could make love and not worry about school or someone knocking on the door; mostly because we didn't know anyone around here yet besides my parent's but they still had no idea that I was back in Toronto. I made a mental note to do that later and hopefully they wouldn't want to see me right away because I had to devise a plan to keep my secret safe and sound within the walls of our apartment. 

" I love you...." he whispered into my ear kissing me again before picking him up and turning him over on his stomach. He gasped as my warm hands massaged his back. I knew that giving him a back rub would relax him and make the anxiety diminish into nothing. He moaned as my hands moved over his back and slowly brushing by his butt cheeks. 

" Don't...." he muttered leaning into the touch anyway. I smiled and stopped teasing the beautiful boy under me. Braydon looked at me, lust hinting in his eyes. I wanted to make love to him so that's exactly what I was going to do. I slid my hands under the light fabric of his shirt rubbing my hands over the smooth and toned skin underneath. I could feel his body heating up and mine following along with it. We kissed passionately for minutes, loving everything about being together and not rushing into it. I pulled his shirt over his head and kissed the swollen and tender flesh of his lips only leaving to get his shirt over his head. I smiled into the kiss and then frowned realizing that someone was knocking on my door. I sighed and Braydon laughed, grabbing his shirt and replacing it in it's original place; on his body. I whimpered as we both walked to the front door to yell at whomever had interrupted our very passionate moment. 

" Hello son, whose your friend?" My father asked as he peered into the apartment to see Braydon sitting down at the table eating something he had prepared a little too quickly for me to notice. I looked over my shoulder at Braydon then back at my father and mother standing just outside of my apartment. I decided to let them in because I was kidding myself if I thought they were leaving.