Date: Thu, 11 Mar 2004 16:30:03 +0100
From: Adrie van Dijk <ganymedes62@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lashes of Love Chapter 10

The following story is in part fictional. It describes the relationship
between a man and a teenage boy. Sex will only play a minor part in the
story.

The story is copyrighted, but free distribution in any form is allowed, as
long as no changes are made.

All the usual disclaimers apply.

Comments are welcome, but flames will be ignored.

Lashes of love

Chapter 10. Moving.

When I woke up I was tired and confused. Slowly the events of the previous
day and evening came back to me and I was in dire need for coffee. I looked
at my alarm clock and saw it was just half past nine; I would have plenty
of time to get under steam. Nafut would come some time around one o'clock
and we would start moving some of his wardrobe and other things. We had
decided to take it easy as the Christmas vacation would give us plenty of
time to move most of his stuff from his parents' house to our apartment. I
smiled again at the thought that yes, it would be `our' apartment.

At a quarter to one the door bell rang and I knew it had to be Nafut. I
opened the door downstairs and left the apartment door open too. I had
locked my children in the kitchen so they wouldn't be able to escape. While
I was about to get ready to help out, Nafut and his father walked in with a
whole load of bags each.

"No need to bother, Willem! That's it for today. There are enough clothes
and things here, enough for a few days. I think you need to make plans,
before we start moving anything else. You also need to talk as you didn't
last evening."

Nafut's father had set down the bags. He walked over to Nafut, kissed him
on the head and embraced him. He then looked over at me.

"Take good care of him Willem! He's the only son I have."

With that he let go of Nafut and quickly left the apartment, closing the
door behind him. I took Nafut into my arms and we both just stood there in
the middle of the room for a while, crying.

When we finally broke I remembered something and walked over to the coffee
table. I picked up a set of spare keys I had put down there and handed it
to Nafut.

"I think you'll need these. Keep them safe."

He looked at me and suddenly a grin appeared on his face.

"Does this mean we're now officially engaged?"

He tried to avoid my grasp, but I got hold of him and pulled him in close.

"Yes it does, engaged to be married. So you better get used to it."

We both laughed and then kissed.

"Well, I better let Pedro and Dada out of the kitchen to meet their new
step dad."

"Cool! I'm a teenage father."

We continued joking while we set to putting away Nafut's clothes and other
items. We were both nervous and it was our way of keeping things under
control. Sometime during the afternoon we sat down on the couch next to
each other to have a drink, and overlooked the battlefield we had
created. It was obvious we had to plan the next phase and we did. More than
two hours later the apartment looked presentable again, but only just. We
definitely needed more closet space, so one of Nafut's closets would have
to be squeezed in the bedroom.

It was time for dinner and I realized that, with things going on over the
last two days, I hadn't done any shopping yet. One thing I hadn't thought
about yet was the fact that Nafut couldn't eat certain things for religious
reasons. We talked about it and decided we should just take things one step
at a time. For dinner now we would just order out. We would go shopping
first thing tomorrow and only take foodstuff that we both could enjoy.

Over dinner Nafut became quiet and I knew there was something on his mind.

"What's up Nafut?"

"I don't know, it sounds silly, but I miss my parents and my sister."

"That doesn't sound silly. It's only natural for you to miss them, it
wouldn't be normal if you didn't. And I'm sure your family feels the same
way about you.  I think the whole situation isn't easy on any of us and it
will take some getting used from all of us."

We smiled at each other and finished our meal. After the dishes had been
done we just sat on the couch for a while, enjoying the closeness of each
other.  Then I flipped on the television and we watched the evening news
together. There wasn't much on after that, so we decided to watch a movie
on the VCR. I picked a special movie I had bought a few years earlier and
had always wanted to share with him. The movie, Torch Song Trilogy, was
both happy and sad, and we laughed and cried as we watched it.

We were lying on the couch, my back resting against the armrest and Nafut
in front of me, with his back against me. His head was in easy reach for
kissing on top and his chest was in easy reach for caressing. After the
movie had finished we didn't move. Some parts of the movie had piqued
Nafut's interest though, and he started asking questions about my past. He
wanted to know everything and within a short time I had more or less told
him my life's story.

"Did you love your boyfriends?"

The question had popped out and I thought about it for a minute.

"Yes, I think I did love them at the time."

"Did you love them the way you love me?"

"No, I've never loved anyone the way I love you. I don't know why, but
you're more special to me than anyone has ever been before."

I squeezed my arms that I had wrapped around him, closed my eyes and rested
my head on his.

"Do you think we should make love now?"

"Yes, I think now would be the perfect time for us to make love."