Our History

Chapter 14

Gordie's POV

After Eyeball left Chris and me just laid there for a few more minutes, not really wanting to say or do anything that day. I think we were both just emotionally and physically tired.

But sadly we would have to get out of bed because my shitty parents were coming home today.

"I don't wanna get up, and I don't want my parents to come home."

Chris began to hug me tight, "You will be fine.", then he let his grip loosen, "You want me to stay tonight? I don't think either of our parents would notice."

I nodded my head, "You don't even have to ask, you are always allowed to stay."

Then I leaned forward and kissed him passionately, I could tell Chris wanted more. But I didn't, so when we started to wrap his arms around me I got up, "I'm gonna go shower, then we can eat breakfast okay?"

"Can I join you?", Chris asked starting to smirk.

I rolled my eyes at him, "As long as it doesn't lead to anything else lover boy."

He then huffed, but still joined me in the shower.

I locked the doors when we got in there, we may have been alone now but we never knew when my parents could walk in. Even if we weren't doing anything, I still don't think they would like their son showering with another boy.

Once I locked the door I walked over to the shower, putting my hand under the water, trying to adjust it to the right temperature.

While I was doing this Chris had stripped completely naked, I didn't notice until I turned around.

We have seen each other naked multiple times before, so for me, it wasn't a new sight, but I did enjoy it.

I then quickly tore my clothes off, showing off my skinny lean body.

Chris was muscular, which I wasn't surprised by it. His dad beat the living shit out of him, so he had to gain a little muscle to survive.

But my parents didn't beat me luckily, so I was just skin and bone.

Sometimes I was ashamed of how little I was compared to him, and I would tell him that. But Chris would then tell me how beautiful I was and that I shouldn't complain about it. Which this always helped, the only person I have ever wanted to impress was Chris, but then again I wanted Chris to look at me and thank god that I am his.

He does, and he tells me all the time. I always tell him how great looking he looks too, but he tells me that he knows I think that way. Chris says he can tell by the way I look at him, which I agree with. Every time I see him or hear him my body lights up, this is how I know I love him.

I then walked up to him, "I love you, Chris."

Chris then cupped my face in his hands, "I love you too, Gordie.", then I felt his lips on mine. He didn't try to push me for anything else but a kiss, I was thankful for that.

After our kiss, we hoped in the shower.

I liked the warm water falling on my head, and running down my arms.

Chris just watched me as I let the water fall over me, so I looked up at him. He had that look, it wasn't lusting, nor was it love. It was amazement.

"What?", I asked him a little confused on his eyes.

"I am just amazed by your beauty, I've never met anyone as beautiful as you. How did I get lucky enough to have you?"

I began to blush at his compliment, but he didn't notice.