Deflowered in the moonlight (Boy X Boy)

Ch 4

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Ch 4

Really

Again

Here I am back in this same old field, same full moon at its peak, the same flowers filling the field, with the same boy that I can't take my eyes off of, once again he has buried himself in my chest as if he just wanted to disappear. I can feel his tears soaking my shirt.

Why is he crying?

I loosen my comforting grip on him and move to cup his face in my hands. I feel him move closer to my palms as he rests his hands on top of mine looking as tranquil as a serene beach at dusk. I continue to study his face wanting to mesmerize every crevice and curve. I begin to stoke his cheek with the pad od my thumb. The feeling of his soft skin across my hands is like that of the finest silk this world has to offer. My thumb subconsciously makes its way down to his lips being to move much slower. My eyes soon become captivated by his plump lips. I just want to attach mine to them and never let go. I begin to lean in trying to close the distance between us each inch I come closer feeling like a foot.

Here we are, our lips centimeters apart, I'm almost there his lips begging for me to capture them. Just as I was about to kiss him he vanished.

"What the...." I stuttered standing alone in the field

He literally just disappeared like freaking Houdini. I spun around so fast searching all around, running all around the field as if I had missed him in my initial survey of the area.

"Where the hell is he" I asked

"The better question is why are you here?" I stopped, frozen in place at the sound of the sharp and cynical voice. I looked around trying to find the source of it.

"Who are you" I screamed to the empty field. A breeze began to pass swooshing the blades of grass and flowers around as well as my hair away from my face. I suddenly noticed how dark and cold it had gotten, I looked up and noticed the moon been hidden by a mass of clouds causing a shadow to fall over the field. As I brought my head back down to the field I was stupefied to see a dark mass 10ft away from me blending into the shadow I would have missed it had it not been for the bright pair of blood red eyes staring back at me.

"Who are you" I asked my voice shaking in fear. A grin showed through on the figures face its canin teeth abnormally long reminding me of a tigers. I took a staggered step back sacred out of my mind. Though my mind was telling me to run away my body was frozen in place refusing to cooperate with me. The figure began to make its way towards me.

Wake up. Wake up WAKE THE FUCK UP ALEX!! I kept screaming to myself but my body refused to move. I went and gripped my temples suddenly feeling my head strain, as if someone was squeezing it like grape. It increased in intensity as the figure got closer. I collapsed on the ground being consumed by the pain, it was as if my head was going to explode from the pressure. I screamed out in pain unable to bear the pain praying that it would stop. Through tear streaked eyes I looked up to see the figure looming over me with a murderous yet entertained look in its eyes.

WWHHOOOFFFF!!!

I jumped out of the chair falling onto the floor with a loud thud. Groaningly I lifted my now pounding head off the floor to look at Bishop who was looking at me with his head down with a look of concern in his eyes; I let out a shaky breath and comfortingly rubbed the top of his head.

"It's okay boy is was just a bad dream a really REALLY bad dream, but I'm okay." Sleepily I made my way into the kitchen to check the time.I made myself a cup of coffee and made my way back to the couch, sitting next to the mound of blankets right next to me and relaxed with the TV on some music channel. As I sipped on my coffee with my eyes closed I relaxed feeling some weight on my thigh. Must be bishop. I went and began to run my hands through his hair loving the way it felt. So long and soft as if it were a person.....

.......

Wait.....

Bishops hair isn't this long

I looked down at the blob of platinum blonde hair on my thigh. With my fast beating heart I pulled back the cover to reveal the face of my dream boy.

"What the hell" I whispered confusingly, as I stared at his face the event of last night came rushing through my head. The pool, the light, him walking on water, him falling, me laying him on the couch all of it. He began to stir around and I jumped off the couch. I watched in astonishment as he stretched, yawned, and wiped the sleep out of his eyes as if he were a cat. He began to survey the area then honed in on me. I was frozen in place bewilderment all across my face. My dream boy, that I had been dreaming of for the past month is real...in my house...with me...naked. What do I do? what should I say? Should I even ask him questions? Where is he from? why was he in my dreams? What happened at the pool? What was that about? I was brought out of my head by him coughing. I looked up to see him with the blanket covering him and his face blushing slightly.

"ummm.. Can I get some clothes please" his voice was like music to my ears. I was so enthralled by it I didn't move and he went to tighten the blanket over him some more.

"oohhh ..Yeahh...sure" I scrambled making my way upstairs tripping a couple of times. I dug through my dresser trying to find something that he could fit. Luckily I some t-shirts that I sleep in and a pair of basketball shorts that should fit him. I ran back downstairs to find him still on the couch petting bishop with a grin on his face. Bishop is normally against new people and won't even let them come within a foot of him without him barking at them. Yet here he is with his tongue out and wagging his tail with a happy grin on his face.

"He really likes you" I must have startled him because he let out a squeal that reminded me of a small bird and huddled himself in the far corner of the couch

"Here you go do you wanna shower "I asked hoping I was being nice enough. He hastily nodded grabbed the clothes and began his way out the living room using the blanket as a makeshift toga. Just as I was about to sit on the couch he came back in with his head down his hair covering most of his face

"Where's the bathroom" he asked in a meek voice

I slapped my palm to my forehead, of course he doesn't know where the bathroom is. I got up and walked him up the stairs through my room to my bathroom. Damn I probably should have straitened the room up before bringing him up here

"Yeah sorry about the mess bathrooms right there soaps on the wall and towels right there on the rack. I'll be right here if you need me" I said slightly blushing. I went to turn around to go back downstairs when I felt a tug on my shirt. I turned and saw him standing there in the door way with his head down

"is there something else you need?" I asked he nodded and motioned me closer with his finger.

I stepped closer to him "what ya need"

I heard him mumbling something so lowered myself to hear what he was saying "what ya say"

He looked up with a shy look in his eye. I was shocked when I felt him peck my lips "thank you so much Alexander" he whispered in my ear then made a dash for the bathroom closing the door.

The way he said my name had me standing star struck at what had just happened ; the way it sounded was like it was invented for his lips to say and only his. Subconsciously I lifted my fingers to my lips remembering the kiss that he had placed on me. It had warmed my whole body to the core and ignited a spark in me I didn't know was there. One thought raced through me mind.

I want more of him