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Running Through Blind
Chapter 7
Rhys burst through the door of his home and dashed up the stairs. His mother was in her study talking on the phone and he could hear his father still snoring. He quietly closed his door and changed. Walking ou of his room, he walked to his mothers study and tapped at the door frame.
"Mom?"
"Yes Rhys, what is it?"
"I'm home."
"O ok dear. Hurry and wake your father, we have to go to mass then lunch with my cousin."
"Ok mom..."
Rhys stepped out of her office to his parents bedroom. His father lay curled up around his pillow still sleeping. Rhys could tell by the way his father's suit had been thrown casually on a chair in the room, that they had returned home late. Shaking his father gently he tried to wake him. Must have been at a business dinner, he smelt like alcohol.
Rhys gave his father a sharp push in a last attempt to wake him.
"Huh... snort wha..."
"Dad, mom says its time to get up. You need to shower. Come on."
"Oh it you Rhys. Thanks. Yeah..."
Getting up, his dad scratch at his back and made his way to the shower. Rhys walked back to tell his mother that his dad was up and then went back to his room. Grabbing the phone he gave Kyle a call.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kyle. Its me. I'm home now."
"Walk was ok?"
"Yeah fine... No problem, its just a block."
"Yeah. Hey about today..."
"Ummm..."
A brief pause... nervous and awkward
"It was great, Rhys I meant everything I said. I need to spend time with you. Like now. I want you back here now..."
Rhys felt himself flush again. Relief filled his body
"I can't really talk now, but I will try and get back there as soon as I can. But I ahve to get going now. I'll talk to you later ok?"
"I can hardly wait."
"Bye Kyle..."
"Bye Rhys."
But Rhys did not hear Kyle's last words. He had already set the phone down. His heart began to pound heavily. Just the sound of his voice. Utter his name sent shivers down his back. He missed him. Missed them together...
"Get a grip Rhys. Its only been 15 minutes." He said to himself
Sighing, Rhys left his room. His father was ready, and his mother was just finishing up her call.
"Julie, we have to go, now. We're going to be late."
"Coming Bill."
The family hustled out of the house and into their car. Bill took the front seat beside his wife, and Rhys sat quietly in the back. They sped of towards the local church.
Rhys walked into the church first. He moved to the back to dress and get ready to altar serve. Donning the alb, he checked that everything was in place, and moved to the back with the other boys. Mass began
He walked down the aisle as usual. His mind slightly off focus. His body just ran through the motions. Genuflect, sign of the cross, bow, place, genuflect, recite, regurgitate, bow, genuflect, kneel, pray, sit, stand...
Looking up he stared at the priests back. The words he was saying rolled off of him. He felt empty. In the house of God, he felt alone. Yet surrounded by many people, he felt alone. Looking at the other boys scattered about the alar, he saw them, one a boy about 9, little brat. Thinking he was God's literal gift to the world. Praying and reciting, closing his eyes as though he were perfect. His brother, much older, around Rhys own age looked longingly to the back in the choir loft, where girl, who he had secretly been dating sat quietly returning his same gaze.
Rhys smiled... He nodded, he moved, he stood, he knelt, he felt empty...
LATER
Rhys climbed back out of the car and unlocked the door to his house. His mother and father had left to go have lunch with his relatives. Entering the house he took off his clothes and changed into sweatshirt and pajama pants. He headed down the stairs to the kitchen when heard the doorbell ring.
Peering out of the peephole stood Kyle. He watched him for a moment. Kyle stood their fidgeting. Rhys heart melted at the sight before him. Opening the door, the cold air swept in and surrounded him. Kyle smiled at him sheepishly, he could only grin back. The two boys stared for a bit. Then Kyle rushed in and held Rhys for a moment. Tightly.
"I missed you."
"It was only 2 hours."
"I missed you still."
"Wanna take a picture, it'll last longer, and you can carry a wallet sized copy with you at all times."
"I'd rather keep you around"
"O puke. That was so cheesy."
"What can I say, I'm a cheesy romantic kinda guy."
Rhys kissed Kyle, lightly like the ones before.
"Where are we now Rhys?"
"Umm my house."
"No I mean, where are WE?"
"My house."
"Shut up you know what I mean."
"Well, I guess were at that point where we kinda just go with the flow."
"I guess, but do we... are we going to just sneak around, steal kisses, and have "study-periods" or are we going to actually tell people that, you know..."
"That we're together you mean? Kyle, we've been together for what, a total or 3 hours and its like you wanna get married."
"I would if your willing to. I can get a ring"
"OOOO you know how I have a weakness for shiny things!!! But seriously there's no need to rush... I don't feel a need to rush. Do you?"
"I dunno. Its not that I want to rush into anything, it's, well this is all pretty confusing stuff. Like what are we going to do you know?"
"Nothing I guess. Just savour what we have."
"Sounds good to me."
"Mmm... Wanna go make out and grope each other?"
"Do I look like a slut?"
"Your room then?"
"K lets go!"
The boys dashed together up the stairs. Kyle basically tackled Rhys onto his bed. His tongue began their lips locked together, Kyle explored Rhys mouth with his tongue. Rhys moaned as Kyle began to work his way down his neck. Pushing Kyle off of him, Rhys flipped Kyle onto his back against the bed and they started to kiss again.
Still straddling Kyle, Rhys lifted off his sweatshirt. His pale skin glistened in the light. The smooth contours of his body flowed. Like a marble statue, his chest was firm, but still had a softness to it. Kyle placed his hands on Rhys' back. The slight coolness of his hands, against his warm back made him jolt up, and send a shiver down his back. Resuming their kissing, he yanked at Kyle's shirt. His t-shirt came of realtively quickly. His tanned athletic chest felt so good under Rhys hands.
Moving down his neck, Rhys nibbled and kissed moving slowly towards Kyle's nipple. Takin taht into his mouth, Rhys looked at Kyle seductively and began to nibble gently and suck at it... Kyle let out a deep moan.
"Uhhh Rhys that feels so good... Keep going baby."
Rhys didn't stop, he moved on and began to make his way lower. Tracing his tongue down Kyle treasure trail he hit Kyle's belt clasp and began to undo it.
"O God Rhys... So good..."
Rhys stopped for a moment. Lifting up his head, he looked back up into Kyle face. Kyle's hair was mussed and his eyes gleamed from behind his hair.
"Is everything all right?"
Rhys moved off of Kyle.
"Rhys?"
Rhys was silent...
"I'm sorry Kyle... I can't go any further... not yet. I'm not ready for it. I don't think I can. I'm not ready... o god... what are we doing..."
"Rhys... baby? Calm down. Its fine. Whatever your comfortable with."
Rhys began to cry.
"O no.. no no no... what are we doing. I know this isn't wrong. And it doesn't feel wrong, but I don't think I can."
"Rhys, stop, stop... don't do this Rhys. Stop crying. Come here."
Kyle was slightly confused by this reaction from Rhys. Holding his hands, he pulled Rhys into his body. Their bare skin against each other sent shivers down his back. It felt so natural the way he held him. His hand, slowly running through Rhys' hair. Stroking it gently. Soothing his him.
"Shhh shhhh shhhh shhh its ok."
Rhys body heaved slightly against him. His crying had subsided to whimpers.
"I'm sorry Kyle, I ruined the moment."
"No, its ok. We're together. That's all that matters."
End Part 7
So yeah, what have we learnt from today's story children, well first, Rhys is from quite a religious family, and uhhh now I forget what else I'm going to say... heheh... Anyway, I think Kyle is shaping out to be a great guy. Hottie too! Yeah... So things are heating up, but I think its time to introduce some new characters into the story to mix things up. Sassy blondes, busty brunettes and maybe a disgruntle brother!... Or another guy to make this couple into a hardcore polygamous sex-fest. Heheheh so not going to happen. Or will it??? <cheesy surprise ending music here!>