Behind The curtains

7.

Anees's pov
I heard chatter downstairs and went to see what it was about. Once I was coming down, I saw that Antonio and Ayite were here.
"Hey, Anees, I thought you were sick.." Antonio pointed out
"Uh.. I just haven't been feeling so well.." I lied
"Hmm.. Alright.." He said not really convinced.
"How you been though?" Ayite asked plopping himself on the couch.
"Good.. " I smiled as I went to sit next to him.
"Where's Jamal?" I asked when I realized he wasn't here
"He's with Veronica." He said
"Who's Veronica?"
"His girlfriend." Antonio answered
"Shut up.. They're not dating you moron.. Veronica and Jamal have been talking for a while.. But he hasn't asked her out yet.. But after all.. He's not one to commit to anyone really." Ayite said turning the tv on
"Oh.. " was all I could say.
I was upset to hear that he was interested in girls
"Why? Did you think he was single and would turn gay for you?" Antonio said
It actually felt a lot harsher that it should've. But I tried to avoid it
"You're rude. " Ayite said
"No.. It's just that he never told me anything.. So it took me a little by surprise." I said smiling so that he wouldn't notice that it was something else
"Oh.. Well, alright."
Ayite noticed how I has gotten very uncomfortable and began to glare at Antonio.
"That's why Antonio is using this girl to cover up for his sexuality!" Ayite screamed before shutting his mouth.
"Woah!!! Who is it??" I asked
"It's no one.. I'm straight." Antonio reassured.
******
Jamal came home after the guys had left. He smelled of a sweet smell. His tall lean figure had small bruises around his neck and he looked overjoyed. I guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up for no reason. But I mean it was stupid of me to do so. When you look at him there is nothing that screams gay or loyalty. He's a player. Wanted by girls and having guys wanting to be him. He's talk and skinny but buff. His abs are visible without having to flex and his chocolate skin is so smooth.
"You're staring.." He said
"S-sorry.." I lowered my head in embarrassment
He came closer and looked down at me with his chocolate brown eyes. He smiled sweetly And my heart melted.
"You look so cute when you're blushing.." He leaned closer, trying I capture my lips. But I moved away.
"I'm going home tomorrow.." I said
"What? What's wrong?" He asked panicked
"I don't want to be here anymore.." I said
"Why not?"
"I don't want to smell her on you.." I started walking out the kitchen
"Anees.. It's not what it looks like or what you think.."
"How would you know what I'm thinking?"
"Anees.. Wait up.. I don't like her!!"
"Oh yeah? Then why do you smell of her huh? You even got some nice love bites to prove of how much of a wonderful time you two spent together.." I spat
"Anees. I didn't kiss her.. She's the one who got all up on me.. Please.. Believe me.. Okay.. I only want you.." His words made me stumble a little
"Listen to me, okay? I'm willing to take this, whatever it is, serious.. I want you. No one else but you." He finished resting his head on my shoulder, kissing my neck lightly.
"You promise?" I asked
"I promise.." He said as he spun me around and kissed me.
******
Antonio's Pov
"Do you think those two will come out?" I asked Ayite as I laid on the couch next to him
"Probably.. You're really stupid.. Why did you mention Veronica ?" He asked
"Because I don't want Anees to get hurt. He's a really sweet guy and Jamal is only going to end up hurting him."
"I know.. But maybe Jamal will change for him.." He sighed
"Who knows."
"How're you and the curly head?" He asked
"Is someone jealous...?" I teased
"Of a girl..? Fuck no." He said smiling
"Good, cause I want no one else but you." I said getting on top of him and kissing him on the lips roughly.
My hand sneaked into his shirt and soon I felt his smooth stomach. I traced my fingers making circles on his stomach as he moaned into my mouth.
"You make lovely noises.." I whispered in his ear
"You make them happen." He smiled
We both new where this was going. And we let it happen. Not caring that we each had someone out there that we had believing in the small lie that we were in love with them. But I didn't care. I felt like if I take my eyes off of him, when I look back, he won't be there and it scares me. I never want to lose him. I don't want to ever let go of my little peace of heaven. He's like a drug that I am far too addicted to. I'm deep in this whole and I don't want to try to get out.
Because what's inside with me is wonderful. His soft moans, his withering body beneath me. His soft voice speaking of his love for me. I would never trade him for anyone else in this world. That's for sure.
"I love you." He whispered before kissing me gently like he usually does before the lust in his eyes takes over
"I love you too.." And soon it all happens
Too quickly that has me wanting for more. Too slow for time. But he feels great. The way his walls close up on me when he's ready. And the way his face scrunches a little when he's in too much pain. His hands always holding on to me because he fears that he will fall. And then suddenly his hands give up and his cheeks touches the sheets and he stays like that. I love everything he does.
"Faster.." He moans out.
I love it when he commands me. Tells me what to do and just how to do it. When it becomes too much for him to handle and he closes his eyes and screams out my name.
I love him..