Author's notes:
Hi everyone. I hope you are enjoying the story of Chris and Eric so far. I'm sorry that the installments haven't been very long. I promise that this one will be longer and more involved. If you haven't figured it out yet, the story is going to alternate between Chris' point of view and Eric's.
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Now for the legal stuff/disclaimers: This story is about two young men who fall in love. Sooner or later it will involve sex between the two. If this kind of stuff offends you, why are you here?
Lastly, if you are under 18 (or 21 in some states) you should quickly locate the back button and leave this site. (Or just don't get caught, lol).
Well, that's it, now onto the story! Enjoy!
Eric:
After Chris left, I just lay in my bed for awhile, thinking about how much had happened in the last few hours. Chris loved me! I had a boyfriend! Chris loved me! I still couldn't believe it, and if I couldn't still taste his lips, then I wouldn't believe it.
"Eric? Are you up there?" my mother's voice yelled.
"Yes, mom. I'm here."
"Can you come down for a minute please?"
"Sure mom. I'll be right there, ok?" I jumped up from my bed, ran a comb through my hair, and ran down the stairs. My parents were waiting in the kitchen for me.
"Eric, we need to talk to you." My mother said, in a serious voice. I knew that it had to be something serious.
"What is it, Mom, Dad?"
"We are moving."
"What? Why?" I shouted. "Well, we just think that ti would be the best thing, considering what happened this past week." My dad said.
"Dad, we can't move every time someone finds out I'm gay, takes offense to it, and beats the shit out of me." I said.
"We are just worried about you that's all. We don't want you to get hurt. Like last time." My mother's eyes filled with tears when she thought about why we had to move from our home town last year.
"Mom, the same thing is not going to happen here. These people are different."
"Are you sure? What about Chris? Are you sure that he is ok with you being gay? Are you sure that he is not the one who told the whole school?" my dad asked.
"You know, I never really like him anyway, Eric. He always seemed to be a bit stuck up when he was around." My mom told me.
"Dad, Chris is not the one who let it slip that I was gay." I hesitated before I told them about Chris. "Can you two keep a secret?" my parents nodded. "The reason that I know that it was not Chris who told the school that I was gay is because, well, he's gay too."
My parents sat there at the kitchen table, looking at me in shock. I don't think that they knew what to say. "He doesn't want anyone to know. I think it is because while he knows that sooner or later everyone will accept me for who I am, he knows that no one will ever accept the Golden Boy to be a homosexual. Least of all his parents."
"Are you serious?" my mother asked. "You are not just wishing that he is gay?"
"Mom, I'm completely serious. We are involved. But I promised him that I wouldn't tell you. But I also don't want you two to think badly about the man I love." Again, they were shocked. "Yes, I love him, and he loves me. And mom, Chris is not stuck up. He's just shy."
"That boy is not shy. He is the most well liked, and popular kid in town."
"I know, but he is not really comfortable being adored for what he looks like and his talent on the football field. To tell you the truth, I don't think he's ever had a real friend, except for me and another boy named Kyle."
"If you say so, Eric. Bring him around sometime, we want to get to know him better, ok?" my dad asked.
"Of course. He is going to be a big part of my life now, hopefully for a long, long time. I want you two to like him, as much as I like him."
"We'll try, honey. We promise." My father said.
"Thanks. I have to go shower now. Chris and I are going into the city tonight. It will be our first date." I giggled, like a young child, and blushed. My parents smiled, and waved me away.
The doorbell rang as I was heading to the stairs. "I'll get it." I said as I headed to the door. Much to my surprise, Chris's best friend Kyle was standing on the stoop.
Although I have gotten VERY close to Chris in the months that I've been here, I haven't really gotten to know Kyle. I guess it's because he's kind of standoffish, and really quiet. And I never thought that he liked me very much.
"Kyle, hi." I said.
"Hey." He stood there, with his hands in his pockets, looking very uncomfortable.
"DO you want to come in?"
"No, I just wanted to tell you that Chris told me all about you two."
"HE DID!" I was very surprised. "I didn't think that he wanted anyone to know."
"You didn't think that included me did you? Chris is like my brother. We keep no secrets from one another."
"Oh," I said rather stupidly. "Are you ok with it?"
"Yeah, I am." He paused before saying, "Eric, don't take this the wrong way, but if you do anything to hurt Chris, I'll personally see that your life is made a living Hell."
"Ummm....ok."
"It's just that Chris is very fragile right now. I mean, with his parents hating him, the whole school whispering about him, and the town wondering, well, I just don't think that he can take anymore disappointments. So if you are just after sex, back off now before Chris falls more deeply in love with you, ok?"
"Kyle, I love Chris more than I love myself. I would never deliberately hurt him. It would be like tearing out my own heart. I have loved Chris since the first time I met him. And I fall more and more in love with him everyday. And nothing is going to change that."
Kyle smiled and patted me on the arm. "His birthday is..."
"April 23rd. Same as yours. His favorite color is red, his favorite baseball team is the Yankees, he loves to go hiking and his favorite book is `The Grapes of Wrath'. Satsified?" I asked, laughing slightly.
"I guess so. So, I guess that this means that you and I are going to be seeing more of each other in the future, huh?"
"I guess so. Do you mind?"
"No, I guess not. Not if you are really serious about him."
"I am. Honestly. Now, I have to go get ready for my date. Did Chris tell you where we are going?"
"Yep. He said that you are going to Dallas for your first date." Kyle turned to go, but before he did, he turned back and said, "I hope that you two have a great time. Treat him right, ok?"
"You bet. See you later Kyle."
"Bye bud." With that, Kyle headed back to his jeep and sped out of my driveway.
I laughed again, feeling good that Kyle had apparently accepted me as Chris' other half. Now to go get ready for my date with the man I loved.
I took a long shower, even going so far as to loufa my skin and use some exotic smelling cologne that I hoped would drive Chris wild. While I was not sure that I wanted to be totally intimate with him, I was sure that I wanted to try some things, and soon.
Then I pulled on some CK boxers, black, with little smiley faces on them, and stood in front of my closet, trying to decide what to wear. I wanted to look casual, but sexy too. I know I am not as hot as Chris, but I was fairly good looking. I thought that Chris, with his blonde good looks, and I, with my darker complexion, made a really good couple. WE were all contrasts. I was dark, he was light. He was muscular, I was slender. And so on, you get the picture.
I finally decided on my tan khakis, with a black shirt. The shirt clung to my stomach and shoulders, showing them off to perfection. I added black socks, and slipped my shoes on. Then I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and fix my hair. I decided to go for the artfully tousled look.
Taking one last look at myself in my full length mirror, I was satisfied with my appearance. I just knew that Chris would flip, and that was all that mattered. I looked at the clock, and saw that it was 5:00. The doorbell rang.
He was here!
Endnotes:
Hehe. Another cliffhanger. Sorry guys, but these things just kind of write themselves and end where they end. Please let me know what you think. Should I keep writing the story? Do you like how it is going? My email is gibsongirl101@hotmail.com. Thanks!