Paper Walls. Chapter 14
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Jeremy took Callen home after dinner, I would have gone too but Jeremy was going to go hang out with Garret and Shawn. I didn't want to be around anyone, I felt like crap I really wanted to like Callen and our first kiss was amazing, but it might have been because it was my first kiss with a boy. I don't care that it's barely 9pm on a Saturday I strip down to my boxers and crawl into my bed under the covers.
"Rye! Rye! RYDER!" I hear someone shake me and wake me up.
"What!" I ask sitting up confused.
"Dude, Shawn needs to crash in your room for tonight." Jeremy says.
"What why?" I ask wiping the sleep from my eyes.
"He's drunk, I am kind of drunk as well." Jeremy says giggling.
"Coach is going to kill both of y'all!" I say.
"I know which is why I need to get him to your bed!" Jeremy says.
I get up and see Shawn leaning against the door, "fine." I say.
"You got this I'm going to hit the bed." Jeremy says walking out of my room closing the door behind him.
"I'm not sleeping on the floor so we can share my bed or you can sleep on the floor." I tell him.
He laughs, "Not like you are big, I don't mind sharing."
"Okay, um....Yeah."
I watch as he takes off his shirt, and fumbles with his belt buckle and shucks off his jeans. He stretches and rubs his stomach and I can see his six pack and butterflies erupt in my stomach. "I'm not sleeping against the wall so you're on the inside." He says.
I move to the inside of the bed, and face the wall. It's a better idea not to watch him because if I do I will for sure get hard. I feel the bed dip as he gets in and he slips under the covers. I move towards the wall a little more. I feel him slip an arm around my bare waist and pull me towards him. I instantly feel the warmth of his chest on my back, and he slips a leg over mine. "I like to cuddle." He whispers next to my ear.
I relax into him, "I like to be cuddled." I tell him.
"You smell good Ryder, really good."
I giggle, "What happened? Why are you so drunk?"
"Just home life man, you wouldn't understand."
"I'm sorry." I tell him.
He tightens his arm around me, and I feel his lips press against my neck. I let out a slight moan, and he kisses up my neck more and up to my cheek. I flip around, and he kisses me on the lips, I can taste the alcohol on his breath. He grabs my face and kisses me harder, and looks at me with a lazy grin. I look back at him confused.
"Shawn..." I whisper. "Shawn!"
I hear him lightly snore, and I let out the breath I have been holding....I turn back around and feel him move closer into me. I don't know how to feel, I don't know what the fuck just happened. I start to doze off to the rhythm of his breathing.
I wake up, and sure enough Shawn is still pressed against me. I feel something pressing into me and I reach around and grab his rock hard dick. I wouldn't have been so in shock if it hadn't slipped out of the opening in his boxers, he felt huge, and it was warm. I let go and untangle myself from Shawn.
I am rock hard now, and I don't want him waking up to see me, so I slip on some shorts, and grab a pair of socks. "Hey where are you going?" I hear a husky voice ask.
"I was gonna go for a run." I reply.
I see Shawn's phone light up, "It's three in the morning, get back to bed dude." He says.
I, slip the shorts back off and get back in bed. He pulls me close to him, I try not to budge as much as before but he's a lot stronger than me. "What's wrong?"
"Shawn what are you doing?" I ask.
"What do you mean?" He says.
"This...... you!" I say turning around and facing him, and he has the stupid grin on his face.
"Your still drunk..."
"It's possible." He says.
"Go to sleep!" I tell him and take his arm off of me.
I can't remember when I woke back up, but Shawn wasn't in my bed which I was more than okay with. I get up and go relieve myself in the bathroom and slip some shorts on. I walk down to the kitchen and I see Jeremy and Shawn sitting at the counter, with my mom. "Hey sweetie."
"Hey mom." I say making my way to the fridge to grab some milk.
"You boys sure are quiet." Mom says to the other two.
"Just tired Mrs. K" Jeremy says.
"What time did you get in, we must have been sleeping already."
"It was around eleven." Jeremy says.
"Where's dad." I ask.
"He went up to the field house." Mom says.
I go sit outside I don't want to be in the same room with Shawn right now. I hear the glass door slide shut, "Can we talk?"
"About what Shawn?"
"Last night." He says.
"What about it!" I say.
"Can we go to your room and talk about this." He pleads.
"Fine." I say moving past him.
He follows me into my room, and shuts the door, "Look I know what your gonna sa......."
"Look I don't know really what I was thinking last night." He tells me
"You kissed me!"
"I know I did..." He says.
"Why?"
"I don't really know." He says.
"You're not gay!" I tell him.
"Your right I'm not, but I don't know. I figured it was what you wanted."
"What does this even mean?" I ask.
"I don't know." He says sitting on my bed.
"Shawn...you know how much I like you..."
"Let's talk about this later, Jeremy is going to take me to work. Please can we talk later?"
"Yeah..." I say.
I watch him leave out the door. I lock the door behind him and lay on my bed, I see my phone light up, but I ignore it, I don't even know what the fuck is going on. I hear the vibrating of my phone, "dang it!" I say and move to grab my phone.
"Hey." Says the voice.
"Hey yourself." I say.
"It's me Callen...."
"I know who it is." I say.
"Look can we talk?"
"We are talking." I tell him.
"Ryder, look I know I wasn't the best yesterday I...I felt rejected okay....look I want to go for a run are you down? Maybe after we can talk some more?"
"That sounds good I didn't get to go for a run this morning, and yeah we do need to talk."
He texts me where to meet him and I run down the stairs.
"Hey mom, I am going to go for a run." I tell her.
"Okay sweetie, be careful." She says looking up from her book.
I meet up with Callen up the road. I look at him dressed in white basketball shorts and black Nike shoes, with a blue tank top. I can't help but look him up and down he looks really good. I see he is doing the same and I just smile. "Hey." I say.
"Hey. Come on." He says.
We don't talk much he keeps pace with me, which is surprising considering I wasn't going slowly, I set a nice pace. I couldn't help but get turned on by him running next to me. His muscles moving so easily and the sweat dripping off of him, I could hear his breath, I try to concentrate on my breathing and my steps so I don't pop a boner, but it's not working.
I thought it would be weird since, we kind of left things super awkward yesterday. It wasn't it was really comfortable running together, and he pulled ahead and took the lead and I followed. We were in a wooded type area there was a trail and we took it. I increase my pace to match his running side by side, and I can tell he is a little winded. His brown hair sticking to his forehead, and his shirt was sticking to him and I couldn't help but get caught looking at him and he blushed. "Come on this way."
I followed him down a hill and it opened up to a lake, and he ran towards a little shack, I followed and he runs up the steps to the door of the shack. "Where are we?"
"My grandparents own this land, I come here to get away from stuff." He says reaching for the key under the mat.
I follow him in, and to my surprise it was already cold inside. "The air is on?"
"Yeah my grandpa normally leaves it on for me, he knows I come out here on the weekends."
The shack was pretty nice on the inside, it had a leather chair, and a small TV. There was a small fridge and a nice counter that held a sink. Callen grabs two bottles of water from the fridge and tosses me one. He takes off his shirt and leans against the counter. "Shit it's so hot out."
I rake my eyes over his body, he doesn't have a six pack but he has some forming, "You play football?"
"Yeah?" He says giving me a weird look.
"Well I mean you just have a swimmers build really." I say trying to shrug off the awkwardness I feel.
He blushes, "Yeah I swim in the summer and at school." He says.
"You have a really nice body." I say looking at it, he is smooth all over.
"Dude your making me hard stop!" he says blushing.
"I was actually thinking about going to jack off when you called." I say blushing that I even said that and I turn around looking out of the small window.
"You want too?"
I turn back around and he's already pushing his shorts and boxers down, and his dick springs up. I stand there with my mouth open. He's bigger than me and he is smooth as well down there and his balls hang just perfect complimenting his thighs. He starts to stroke his dick and I can't help it I shed my shirt and push my shorts and boxers down.
His mouth opens when he sees me naked. He walks over and runs a hand down my chest and onto my six pack, "Holy fuck dude you are beautiful." I blush and start jerking my dick, I don't know what it is but his touching my stomach just makes me so much harder.
I don't know what posses me but I reach out and touch his waist, and he moves closer, and I let my hand slip and cup his bare bubble butt. I hear him moan, and he leans forward and gives my nipple a flick with his tongue and I let out a moan. He looks up and just grins at me and I squeeze his butt.
Before I know what he is doing he is on his knees and bats my hand away from my dick, and I feel the most amazing sensation as he takes my dick in his mouth. I let out a moan, and he runs a hand up my pelvis to my stomach tracing each part of my six pack and around to my butt grabbing both cheeks. I feel the tip of his tongue tease the head of my cock and I moan out in pleasure. I look at him and he meets my eyes, and I see he's got a hand wrapped around his dick jerking it.
He takes my whole dick into his mouth and I have to lean against the wall because I feel lightheaded from the sensation. He has one hand rubbing the inside of my thigh moving from my balls and right under it. "Cal..!" I try to say but I couldn't hold it any longer I blow my load and he doesn't come off my dick he swallows and sucks harder, and I let out a moan, that turns into a whimper. I lean fully back into the wall and hear him moan as he shoots his load on his stomach.
We don't say anything all I can hear is both of us panting, and I look at him and he looks at me, but I don't know what the look is that he is giving I don't know if it's pleasure or sadness. "Wow..." I finally say.
"Yeah...have you ever had a blow job?" he asks.
I shake my head, "No...have you ever done that."
He shakes his head, "My first time...."
"You were really good...sorry I umm...in your mouth."
He laughs, "It's okay you tasted good." He tells me blushing.
I just grin. He grabs his shirt, and wipes his cum off his stomach, and puts on his boxers, I pull mine on as well and reach for my shirt and shorts. "Can you just stay in your boxers with me please?"
"Yeah." I say.
I sit next to him, and I feel awkward so I pull my knees to my chest, and look at him. I don't know but I feel a bit scared. He puts a hand on my side, "Hey relax please?"
I nod my head, "Sorry...."
"What happened yesterday?" he asks.
"What do you mean?"
"Ryder, please be honest. Did you really not feel anything? Please tell me..."
I look away, "I did...but I like someone else as well."
"Shawn?"
"He kissed me last night ....he was drunk but he kissed me." I look at him and I swear I see tears.
"You know he's not gay right?" He asks, trying not to cry.
I nod my head, "but maybe..."
"Ryder, there are no buts...he isn't gay....it's Shawn I have known him longer than you. He's a great guy but at the same time he is starved for affection. His mom is a drug addict and Dylan get's beat by whatever loser she brings home. I love him like a brother, but I know he's not gay!" he says raising his voice.
"You don't know that for sure!" I tell him.
"Rye, he isn't, you're going to get hurt you know that right?" He says almost in tears.
I nod my head, "That's what I'm scared of."
He moves in front of me, "Please give us a chance....I like you so much Ryder, and not just because your insanely hot....I love the way you get frustrated in homeroom when you can't figure out a problem to your homework, and run your hand through your hair messing it up, or when you're nervous you're hands fidget causing you to put them in your pocket or hold them. When you're thinking really hard you bite your lip, and when you really talk about something you like your eyes get bigger and you get so excited you can't sit still. I love your giggle, and when you blush like you are now....please Ryder, give me that chance to make you happy, I know I'm not half as good looking as Shawn, I am damaged goods, I have mommy issues, but I will never hurt you or do you wrong." He says, and he is in tears now.
"Cal...." I say holding back the tears.
"Please, Ryder." He says tears falling from his beautiful brown eyes.
I nod my head, and he looks at me in disbelief. "Really?"
"I have a lot of issues though, a lot of stuff that you don't know about." I tell him.
"I don't care, you are worth it. I will be there at your side to face whatever happens." He says.
"I hate the dark, and I have terrible nightmares. From before I was adopted, and I hate thunderstorms." I tell him.
"I will be there for every storm, and I will run to your house if you have a nightmare."
"I have to see a therapist." I tell him.
"I will be there if you want me too."
"You really want to be with me?"
"Yeah I do."
"I have to talk to Shawn tonight, he wanted too."
I hear my phone go off, and Callen tosses me my phone, I pick it up. "Hello?"
"Ryder."
"Hey Shawn."
"Look I didn't want to do this on the phone it seems like a dick move, but look I shouldn't have kissed you man I'm not gay. You are a good kid, but I can't lead you on man. I know you wanted to talk tonight but I had to get it off my chest I feel like a huge dick." He says.
"It's okay. It's not like you were committed to me." I tell him.
"Wait so you aren't pissed?"
"No man, look I got to go, I'll see you at school tomorrow?"
"Yeah for sure man. I am sorry man."
"It's okay."
I hang up, and Callen looks at me and pulls me into a hug, "You stink." He says laughing.
"Shut up!"