UNCERTAINTY (boyxboy)

FIVE

It has been a very long few weeks. Spring break is around the corner for both high school and college and I am truly looking forward to the break. I have pushed myself more than ever but no matter the changes in the circumstances around me, my goals have never changed and I can never lose sight of that.

It is really pouring outside and I shudder at the fact that I have to wait for the bus to take me home after my longest day of the week. I gather up my belongings and leave the computer lab on the college campus when I am suddenly stopped in my tracks by the vision in front of me.

Waiting by his very expensive ride, holding the largest umbrella I have ever seen is my knight in shining armor who walks right up to me, takes my bag from my shoulder and replaces it on his shoulder, takes his free arm and wraps it around my waist and pulls me under the umbrella and right up against his glorious and chiseled body to protect me from the rain then guide me to the passenger side of the car.

I hope to God he did not notice the trembling feeling that went through my body the moment it made contact with his. I pray he did not hear the slight gasp that escaped my lips at the surprise of his arm snaking perfectly around my waist.

Every nerve, every sense, every part of my skin was on fire, alive, awake all because of his touch. I wonder if Garreth feels what I feel. God I hope he does because I have come to the decision to pursue my feelings for him but having absolutely no experience, I do not have the first clue how to begin.

As he gently places me inside, I get my seat belt on and try to get myself back together as he runs to the other side of the car and quickly gets in. He looks over at me and in that hair raising sensual deep voice of his he asks, "What were you planning on doing? Were you really going to take the bus home?"

I look over at his handsome chiseled concerned filled face and say, "Well, my family can barely afford the one car we do have so I make do!" "I am sorry. I did not mean to sound judgmental or anything I am just shocked at the fact that you would be willing to drown knowing you have friends that are more than willing to go out of their way to assist you."

Feeling a bit sheepish I look down at my lap as I quietly say, "You will have to forgive me if I am still not used to having people in my life other than my parents." I feel his fingers gently grab my chin as he turns my face towards his effectively making me look him straight in those chocolate pools.

"Trust me when I say that friend or not, nothing would have stopped me from being here in this moment with you." The look on his face is anything but friendly. If anything, his gaze makes my skin burn in ecstasy.

Then I watched as his face very slowly comes closer to mine and before my brain can register what is happening, I feel the soft tender skin of his lips press against my own and it feels so good. Then seconds later I feel him nibble on my bottom lips and instantly I get hard as this moan escapes my throat.

"Hmmmmm!" I hear come from his. Then he places another gentle kiss on my lips and pulls slightly back and looking deep into my eyes he says, "If you have not figured it out by now Albert, I am very interested in you and this is me letting you know it. Your move now!"

I have still not said a word since his lips have robbed me of my ability to speak. He settles back into his seat, turns on the car and proceeds to take me home.

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It has been a week since Garreth declared his feeling and I know what I want but not having the knowledge to see my desires through scares me. All I can think about are the kisses he laid upon me and my nights are filled with erotic dreams since my body responded to his one nibble. I keep thinking what the hell else can those lips do?

I do not know if I am ready for something like this but I cannot simply ignore what I am feeling for this wonderful man. Over these past few months getting to know him while establishing these new friendships has shown me that I may have had some preconceived notions towards Garreth and I am happy to say that I am wrong.

I have watched him closely and have discovered that although his appearance can be quite intimidating, he is a pussy cat. Well, to those he deems worthy because let me tell you, I honestly think he could be capable of seriously hurting someone if they messed with Ioan and after his declaration, myself.

I am ashamed to admit that I have been hiding from everyone while I try to sort out of the thoughts running in my head. Its early afternoon and I am holed up in my tiny bedroom when I suddenly hear my mother call for me. "Albert can you please come down a moment."

Never one to make her wait very long, I quickly go down the steps and stop dead in my tracks as my dear and very annoyed looking friend is standing in the front doorway of my home. I must have given him a look for him to suddenly say, "Do not worry. It is just me. Are you going to let me in or what?"

I start laughing a bit as I move to the side. He enters my humble home and looks around. There is no judgement on his face. I know what he comes home to and he seems just as comfortable here as there. He truly is a great friend.

My mother seems to have disappeared so I ask, "Would you like to come up to my room?" "Your parents will not mind?" I start laughing really hard as I say, "Ioan, you are my first real friend to be here so I am pretty sure my mom is giving us space because she does not want to scare you off."

Giggling slightly he says, "Okay. Lead the way." He follows me up the steps and I begin to wonder on his thoughts. I know what I see around me. A house in need of some repair. The upstairs where my room lies is really an open floor attic. A long time ago, dad put in a tiny bathroom with a stand-in shower so I could have some privacy.

It is hard to keep up with the needs of a house and work as many hours as you can get while trying to convince your son to continue his education and provide for him and your disabled wife. I could not love my father more and I would never make him feel less than just because he cannot do it all.

There is not much in the way of fancy furnishings in my room but my basic full size bed, dresser and desk has always been enough for me. I pull out my very old and abused looking desk chair and offer it to Ioan while I sit on my mattress.

He sits down, faces me and with a very concerned look on his face asks, "Where the hell have you been?" How do I answer that question.