When Will I Find Someone to Call Mine

Chapter 3

I walked outside and saw him leaning against a beautiful Mustang. I smiled and walked towards him. I leaned close to him and whispered," I'd like a proper introduction.." He breathed in deeply, taking in my scent. I nibbled at his ear lobe and he slightly moaned an okay. "Get in the car.. I want to take you somewhere."he said. I nodded and got in the passenger seat. He started the car and we were off, to where, I don't know. After a bit of driving he started to speak. "Sorry, for not telling you things that could be vital at this time..."he said. "It's okay... What's your name?"I asked. "Destin Brice Ingle."he stated simply. Destin. I like it, it's cute. I smiled and looked at him. "Give me an introduction like they were giving at the meeting. He chuckled and said,"I'm Destin Brice Ingle, I'm 18, I have a cat named Ally. I like to play guitar, music is my drug of choice, and I don't usually make friends this easily..." I furrowed my brow and asked,"Why?" "Because I'm gay, that's why. I don't mind, I keep to myself most of the time anyways..."he said. I nodded and we pulled on to a gravel drive. Soon, we came to a beautiful house. "Wow... This is beautiful.."I said. "Mmhmm..."he hummed. He got out and gestured for me to come with him. I got out and followed him into the house. I couldn't help what I did next, I was so attracted to him... I pushed him up against the wall and said,"I like you, you're different...... Can I... Can I kiss you?" He nodded breathlessly. I kissed his lips hard at first, then softened the kiss. I brushed my tongue over his lips, hoping he'd let me enter. Nope. No luck. I ran a hand down to the bottom of his shirt and tugged, wanting it off. He pulled away from me and giggled. "You're cute when you're determined to get sex..."he said. A simple blow job would've been okay, but sex sounded good. I blushed and backed away from him. "Sorry..."I apologized. "I never said I didn't like it..."he said, his sweet French accent was like honey. I smiled and blushed some more. "You're so damn cute..."he said and stepped closer. He began kissing me again and I brushed my tongue over his lips again. Permission was granted. The kissing was deeper and my hands roamed his still clothed body. I stopped kissing him and pressed my forehead against his, our hot breath mixing together, making me sweat even more. "I need to get home..."I said. It's not like they'd give a fuck if I wasn't home, but... "No... Please stay with me?"he begged and kissed my neck. I moaned and said,"Okay, I'll stay, but I need to get home soon..." He smiled and led me up the stairs and into a room with a giant queen sized bed. I smiled and walked closer to him, where the front of me was pressed up against his back. I placed my hands on his hips and kissed his neck. I could tell my kissing wasn't the only thing that was turning him on. My hot breath was hitting the back of his neck and he was thoroughly enjoying it, moaning every few times I breathed. I chuckled and pulled his shirt off and struggled to undo his belt while I was kissing him. Things were a blur after that...