'Standing By' (Book 1)

Thirty

MITCH

I heard a knock on the door. Knowing who it was, I didn't respond.

"Mitchie. I know what that bitch woman said was absolutely terrible, but please don't shut me out."

I started to cry and put my face in my hands. 

I officially hated who I was. Not because I'm gay or my relationship with Scott, but just the things that lady was saying pissed me off. Of course I'm proud of who I am and who I'm slowly becoming, but she had no right to say any of that at all.

Scott walked over to my bed and sat down next me. "Babe, please. I understand she hurt your feelings, she hurt mine too, but I didn't do anything to you for you to shut me out."

I had nothing to say. Of course I wasn't mad at him, he didn't do anything. But I was so hurt by that woman that I really was just mad at everything all together. 

"Fine. I'll give you your space you deserve." He whispered to me, then kissed the top of my head. He got up off the bed but I grabbed his wrist to hold him back. I leaned up and kissed him softly. 

"I'm not mad at you, Scotty. I just need to be alone for a little bit, okay?"

"Okay, love." I kissed him again and he walked out the door. 

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About an hour later, I woke up on my bed. I was sprawled out across the bed comfortably. I decided it was time to see Scott now. I walked out of my room and sat on the couch next to him. 

"Hi." I said quietly to him. He took his eyes off the tv screen and looked at me. His eyes were red and puffy. I immediately felt terrible. "I'm so sorry Scott. I love you." I linked our hands together and looked into his eyes with love. 

"For what?" 

"For shutting you out. I know what that woman said was horrible but I shouldn't have pushed you away because of it."

"You don't need to be sorry. I know you aren't mad at me but at that woman. There's no need for an apology. Come shower with me." He stood up off the couch and held his hands out to me. 

We walked to the shower and quickly washed up. When we were done, we went to Scott's room and got into bed. "Are we gunna keep going between rooms or decide which one is our set room?" I spoke up to break the sweet silence. 

"I don't know. I don't wanna stop what we have going right now. Maybe in the future we can decide but I like this for now." He kissed the top of my head as I laid on his chest. I leaned up to kiss him softly and kept the kiss going, and going. Soon he was on top of me shirtless while I was under him shirtless as well. 

"Why do you get to be the top?" I asked him shyly, afraid of his response. He smiled at me.

"Why? Do you wanna top? You've been on top before."

"Yes, I have. But not like you are."

"You wanna be the giver, you mean?"

I blushed and nodded. He switched our positions and I looked at Scott underneath me. "I've never done this before." 

"It's okay. I'll help you if you need." I nodded at him. I went for the ube, I noticed my hands were shaking. "Don't be nervous. If you mess up, it's okay. I'm your husband, I won't judge you."

I grabbed the lube in my right hand and squeezed some on my left. It was cold and smelled delicious. I went for Scott's hole and he nodded. "Have you ever been a bottom before, Scott?" 

"No. It's new for both of us. I like keeping things interesting." He smiled wide and I continued. 

I rubbed some of the icky substance on his hole and he shuttered. "Are you okay?"