I looked into his eyes straight after the kiss that had my knees knocking then brushed my lips across his face till they rested on his ear.
"I love you." I said then smiled at him. This was coming from the bottom of my heart and i meant it with all my heart. I was finally in a relationship and my life as getting together, not that i had lost it but i had found he missing piece to complete my puzzle. Yes he was the right kinda guy. The one i was willing to cross all boundaries for. The one who would make my life complete with joy and happiness. I didn't care what my parents would think so long as i had him. I was willing to go all lengths for his love, yet i didn't know his name yet. Tnat qas thw least of my concerns. What mattered was that i had his love and that thought made my heart skip a beat. Why wouldn't it when he was so hot he would literaly melt an iceberg. That beautiful face. Those cute brown eyes and those seductive lips that tempted yours to lock themselves in them. He had this boyish charm and he was all mine to have i wouldn't share him with anybody. Why would i think of Joe when i had him all to myself? I now had my heart's desire right by my side.
We dried then dressed an thereafter lay on his bed. I knew time was running but i did not care. With him i had lost track of time and also lost touch with the world it was only e and him. I lay my head on his haed broad chest.
This was the time to get to know my mystery man. "So tell me about you."
"My name is Enrique Alvarez. I from San Antonio. Im 18. Just turned in March..........."
I liked his name. It matched his spanish accent which was an addictive drug to my ears. He was younger than me. I was almost a year older than him. I had always pictured myself with an older guy maybe 22 or 26 or somewhere there. Wnen you are bottom you are the woman in your relationship and no woman wants a younger man, well most women dont plus i was taller than him at six foot. He was five foot ten. No woman wants a short guy, well again most women don't. I didn't care about any of this. I was in love and i had to deal with the fact that he was young and short. All that mattered was that he was top with a big cock that he could use well and above all i loved him.
He also told me that he was from a poor background and that hia family was looking up to him to pass and take care of him. Apparently he was the messiah of his family. I was the opposite of him. Even if i failed i had a job waiting for me at my father's law firm. I didn't care that he was from a poor background. I would ugrade him. I was with him for richer and for poorer. When he finished i expected him to ask about me so when he didn't i took matters into my own hands.
"Don't you want my story?" I asked.
'I know all about you sean.' he said.
I looked up in his face. 'How?' i asked then realised i shouldn't have. He had spoken to Joe that day and i was guessing they were talkin about me. "You spoke to my roommate."
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked.
I wanted to say yes but i couldnt. I wanted to know what they talked about however.
"So what did you two talk about?" i aked.
"Same old same old." he said.
When i didn't say anything he must have seen i wanted to know more.
"Joe is my best friend since we were small." he said.
"But he's been in California since childhood. You say you have also been in San Antonio since you were born. It doesn't make sense."
"That's what he tells people. He's bisexual but trying hard to fight it that's why he's living a lie and says what he says."
"So when you disappeared you were actualy goinb behind my back and finding out about me from Joe?"
He remained silent and i took it as a yes. I still had one more question.
"So does Joe know i'm gay?"
"Yes but please try and understand that i did it because i love you."
I knew that it was true but i felt betrayed. I was now between two extremes. They were Joe and Enrique..........