"W-wait! Stop!" I yelled at him. He almost fell, but was on his knees still on the railing. Then he looked at me, he looked so sad and scared. I took a step closer and he flinched which made me feel bad. "Please, just please get down from there." I told him.
He turned his head looking back down at the water not saying anything. I slowly made my way over to him with my arms out in front of me so I could maybe look more friendly. He looked back at me. "Please." I pleaded.
He got off the railing slowly, shaking a little bit. I couldn't tell if it was from nerves or the cold rain. "Do you have anywhere to go?" I asked him. He shook his head no. I sighed and thought for a moment. "Get in the car." I told him. He looked up at me with a confused look on his face. "You can stay at my place for the night and we can figure things out in the morning." He walked closer to me and I tried to give him a it's okay look.
He walked to the passenger's side and I got in seeing him already buckled in. I kinda thought for a moment and turned to look at him to ask him a question, but he was already asleep. I kinda chuckle to myself at how fast he fell asleep.
I started up the car and drove home. Once I got to my house I pulled into the driveway and turned the car off. I looked at the guy, I wasn't sure if I wanted to wake him or try carrying him into the house. I decided to just carry him since I'm guessing he's had a rough day. Thankfully it stopped raining. I get out of my side and walk to his. I unbuckled his seatbelt and carefully put one arm behind his back and the other under his knees. Our clothes were both wet. I lifted him up surprised at how light he was. I walked to the door and sort of managed to open it. Once I was in the house I decided to take him to one of the spare rooms. I walked up the stairs to the room, which is next to mine, and set him on the bed. He was still sleeping.
The room was nice, it had a regular closet, a bathroom, a dresser, and a clock. I go to grab a blanket from my room to cover him up so he could have some warmth. I grab some extra clothes that might fit him as well. I felt bad for leaving him with wet clothing but I didn't feel comfortable changing his clothes, so I put the clothes on top of the dresser.
I walk back to my room and got ready for bed. Once I was done brushing my teeth, I took off my clothes so I was in my boxers and went to bed.

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Taking It Slow (possibly discontinued)
RomanceIan is 16 years old and is gay. He came out of the closet when he was 10 and lets just say his parents didn't take it too well. Justin is a 28 year old actor. He lives in a very nice house and is one of the nicest guys you will ever meet, but wh...