Moving On (BoyxBoy) UNEDITED

Chapter Eleven

This Chapter goes out to YouHadMeAtHello (which is an amazing username by the way and I love that song, and it kind of goes wih this chapter i do believe:) For becoming my 8th fan :D

Anyway i hope you all like it,and comment or something. i think it might be finishing up soon, but then again you enver know. this is one of my longer short stories.

Zander's POV

Jake walked right past me into the theater, just like he always had. The only difference was that he barely even glanced at me. I don't know why but I knew that somehow all my good luck was about to come crashing down around me. Jake sounded so happy when we lasted talked, he ever seemed excited when I had texted him last night. The only time he had ignored me or even refused to look at me was when he felt guilty. But that didn't make any sense.

I entered the building right behind him, but kept a small distance between us. I wanted to talk to him first an then make my move that way I know whether or not I was making him uncomfortable. I didn't plan what I was going to say, I figured that saying it straight from the heart would be better. But now that I was here I wished that I had at least thought of a list of things I wanted to tell him. It was to late now; I would just have to improvise.

"Hey, how was your night?" I asked quietly

"It was long and tiresome, you" He replied simply, still not looking me in the eye.

"It was good, I had some trouble sleeping though" I said staring at him hoping that maybe just maybe he would turn and look at me.

"You and me both. So why did you come back?"

"I came back to make up for everything I've done wrong in the past few month, including running away like that. I've already apologized to everyone else."

"Okay" was all he said.

"I saved you for last because I owe you the biggest apology for what I've done and I have something else to tell you. I just don't know how to tell you everything, I don't know how you would react and I can't even tell how you feel because you won't even look me in the eye. I know I did a lot wrong but please just let me know how you feel." I pleaded and beg. I couldn't take him not looking at me anymore.

"I don't know how I feel Zander; I don't know how I feel about you or about anything. You broke me, I was broken for so long when you left me for Zoey and I was broken all over again when you left. I can't live with you or without you. All I've wanted for the past few months was for you to come back and sweep me off my feet but who's to say you won't break me again? I can't go through all of that pain again." Jake screamed. He was crying by the time he finished.

I felt so guilty; I did all this to him. I corrupted him and then destroyed him. I was a monster. But I still pulled him in my arms and tried to comfort him. I lightly kissed away tears that were freely falling down his face. He turned his head so our lips connected and everything became more intense.

He licked my bottom lip eagerly; I opened my mouth and invited him in. It started off teasing and playful as his tongue just barely touched mine but we were both craving affection and it soon became hot and intense. I knew that I should have stopped this because it wasn't what either of us had come here to do but I was weak against the pleasure of him being pressed against me.

Soon both of our shirts were on the floor and our pants were around our ankles. The thought of stopping was no longer in my mind; the only thing I could think of was Jake and getting rid of our boxers. Our hands were freely rooming each other's bodies. Jake was playing with my semi hard nipple and I was rubbing him through his boxers. In reward I got satisfying little moans. Not that I wasn't doing the same, but his were so much sexier.

 Suddenly his hand went into my own boxers and he started to tease me. Just ghosting over the head and length making me beg for more. I had never been in this position before, this is what I normally did to Jake but I now understand eh pained expression he wore. This was so frustrating. I knew Jake was enjoying this so before he could continue to tease me I had his boxers on the floor, along with mine and him under me. Just like it should be. Both our eyes were filled with lust, our mind intoxicated by the need for affection, for love.

 He nodded his head slightly, telling me I was good to go. I put my tip at his entrance and lightly started to push my way in. Having never been bottom I didn't understand the pain of being entered. But I knew from prior times that it really hurt, you could easily see it on Jake's face. When I was fully inside I pause to kiss him, even though I just wanted to start thrusting in and out. I knew to let Jake adjust to it. When he was ready I started thrusting in and out of him and after a few minutes I hit his sweet spot and he started moaning out my name. Which was the sweetest sound in the world.

It was the most passionate we had ever gotten well having sex. We were both covered in sweat by the time we were done. Suddenly Jake got up grabbed his clothes and ran out of the building before I could react calling "I can't do this" over his shoulder. I sat there for god only knows how long just hoping he would come back and say that it was a joke. But as the minutes ticked by I felt more empty and broken on the inside. I slowly gathered my stuff and headed home with me head hung low. I knew this was too good to be true.