Reality at it's Finest

Do you really want to know?

When Giovanni woke up, he was back in his room, the sun had gone down hours ago, but he didn't remember waking up and walking back to his house. How did I get back here? He thought to himself as he sat up, the pale moonlight shining on his face as he rubbed his eyes, and yawned tiredly. He still had his entire uniform on, even his shoes. He got up from his bed, stomach grumbling as he realized he didn't eat all day.

"Wait...I've been asleep all day??" he talked to himself as he came to the realization that in the morning he felt so energized but didn't know that his body would eventually crash from lack of sleep the past few nights. His sleep has been plagued with lucid dreams of Maxwell and him in all types of positions. The one he awoke from recently was especially explicit and he wondered how his mind came up with the grinding and kissing when he has never even seen anything like that. On top of that, his dream showed that he went to his house before school and they proceeded to take off their clothes and became hot and heavy with Maxwell's teasing.

"Wait a second..." Giovanni turned on his lamp on his night stand and knew right then he didn't go to school. He saw in the reflection of his mirror, that he had hickies on his neck and that part of his pants had a stain on them, right by the crotch area. He then frantically took his clothes off, trying desperately to remember what had happened previously. He saw that his dick had some sort of sticky moisture on it and that there was an ache in his balls.

"Oh shit..."Giovanni scratched his head furiously as he started having flashbacks to this morning. Maxwell's mouth on his, rubbing up his body, touching his dick with strong hands, making him come profusely all over his covers. He removed the thoughts from his mind with a slow breath, trying to calm his growing erection when he heard a knock on the door.

"Sweetie, can I come in?" He heard his mother's soft voice outside the door. Gio searched to find a towel to cover his erection before his mother could come in. He opened the door fast and she immediately saw the towel, looking back at his face.

"Is this a bad time?" His mother stifled a laugh under her breath as Gio started blushing from embarrassment.

"No no, I was...I was about to take a nice bath" Giovanni said, trying to keep the towel around his waist tight enough and loose enough not to show his erection as he tried desperately to calm his lower region down. His mother smile and changed the subject to what she really wanted to ask, sitting down on the edge of his full-sized bed, looking around his room.

"Gio, who is that boy that brought you home?" Giovanni paused, feeling embarrassment and panic surge through his veins as he regained his facial control to show no type of emotion. He looked at her and smiled.

"What boy mom?" Gio absentmindedly asked, hoping she was not talking about the guy that has been plaguing him and his life ever since they met.

"The boy that lives right beside us, the one with the red hair and handsome features," His mother replied without a second thought. Handsome? Gio made a face that showed no interests in Maxwell's looks.

"He goes to my school, I don't talk to him much, you said he brought me home?" Gio was now more immersed in his mother's approach, wanting answers for himself as well.

"Yeah, he knocked on the door, carrying you in his arms, saying he found you in the woods, what were you doing in the woods, honey?" Sharon, his mother, looked so concerned for him, wondering for her son's health as if she needed him to go to therapy or the hospital.

"I'm not sure, I know I fell asleep there, and I am fine mom, I know you think I'm not but I am, trust me," He placed a hand on his mother's shoulder trying to ease her worries. She touched his hand with her hand and gazed up at him, nodding her head, believing that he was okay. She got up quickly and hugged him hard, not letting go for a long time. Giovanni, taken aback by this, hugged her back.