Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)

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"How will we afford the mortgage?"

"My parents paid off the mortgage a while back."

"What about the utility bills?"

"My uncle will be paying them."

"So how is this not heaven?"

"I guess it is."

T-Boy was full of questions as I introduced him to my parent's
house. With my uncle's permission, we could stay in the house until
college came around. It was weird though, just being in this house again.
The house held so many memories of the past. I kept remembering my
parents. It made me a little insecure.

T-Boy's eyes looked from room to room, almost emphasizing our luck,
"This house is huge just for the two of us."

"Yeah, I know."

It was weird how big the house was, but my parent's loved big
things. Before it was just three people living in the house. My parents
thought that having few people live in a large house was a kind of dream
for them.

It was creeping me out to be here, but I guess it was worth it to
see T-Boy's face. He looked so excited. It was hard to tell. He was
smiling the entire time. I should have been as happy as he was to see the
house and know that I would be living here with no supervision, but it
wasn't like that. I felt a deep depression just looking at the places
where my parents once walked. I felt almost lost when I traveled from room
to room. This house wasn't the same house that I lived in. This house had
become an empty canvas of memories.

"Hey," T-Boy said, "Why don't we christian the living room?"

I had no idea what he was talking about until he came close and put
his hand on my face. He leaned over with this seductive smile. I tried to
smile back and tried to lean in to kiss him...but I couldn't. It felt
almost like the eyes of my parents were watching me in the house.

"I can't...not yet," I said and then thought of a quick excuse, "We
just started going out."

"But we had sex before when we weren't going out...remember?" he
asked, "Or is it because Sampson isn't around?"

He jerked away, immaturely. He definitely wasn't going to convince
me to be intimate with him by bringing up the experiment that him, Sampson
and I had. It was only one time. I was beginning to regret it.

"No, its has nothing to do with Sampson. I guess this house just
freaks me out."

He looked at me with this sad look. I guess he understood me. He
came close and let out this soft 'sorry' and gave me a hug. We hugged for
a little while. His hard body against mine was making me so horny, but the
fact of the matter was the house was just too weird for me to even thinking
about having sex.

"We can always go out in the lawn..."

We both laughed at how ridiculous his suggestions were getting for
a second and then he broke it to go awe around the house some more. I
stayed where I was just to think. I still felt anger towards Ms. Nicole and
still felt sad that Sampson saw me differently. The house was on my mind
for some unknown reason as well. I hated being in this house. If I had
somewhere else to go, then I would of went.

We spent the entire day just bringing our bags in the house and
trying to sweep up. Most of my parent's furniture was in storage, which
meant my uncle would be paying movers to bring them back during the week
sometime. I also didn't feel comfortable with just T-Boy and I being in
the house. It wasn't that it was T-Boy, because I would love to be
anywhere with him. It was the fact was that we were just two people.