Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2001 14:59:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pigs Fly <sensual_dude2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: To Love Again Part 3

This is an original story and all similarities in
names, places, etc, alive or otherwise, are pure
coincidences.

	Sigh, finally! We were home about a few hours ago,
and I was so busy in my bedroom since then. I always
wrapped up my own presents, and this year was no
exception. I had just finished tying up the ribbon on
Ted's gift. Whew, I loved having such a big family,
but sometimes I wished that the family would not be so
productive and effective in making babies. I would be
so exhausted each year at Christmas with the buying of
gifts, then wrapping them. My family knew about
Anthony and me, so I was lucky, I guess. They did not
mind our relationship and encouraged it in fact.
Grandma Bess loved Anthony and she used to tell me
that he was "such a nice lad." She cried with me when
Anthony died as if he was one of her grandsons. This
was despite the fact that Anthony met the family only
for Christmas. Well, might as well forget the past and
moved on.
	Then, I handled a gift that was going to be Ted's
soon enough. I smiled as I remembered him surprising
me at the mall a few hours earlier. I was really nuts
about this guy. Ted could be sweet when he was in the
mood, which was most of the time fortunately. His
playfulness irked me sometimes, but it added
excitement to our bland and monotonous lives. He was
always busy it seemed, with his work at the gym. Most
nights, I would be asleep by the time he got home. He
seemed to be especially busy, even during this time of
the year. After a while, I decided to check on Ted. He
was very quiet in his room and as the saying goes:
"Curiosity kills the cat!" The cat here had to be me.
	I knocked on his bedroom door, but there was no
answer. "Now, where did he go?" I thought. I knocked
again twice, and when silence followed, I took the
liberty and entered his bedroom. There he was!
Hahahahaha! He must be so exhausted that he had fallen
asleep with his head on the table. I inched nearer to
his side and looked at his face. It had that angelic
quality to it. Suddenly, I felt a strange twist in my
heart. It had been some time since I last felt like
this, but I knew what that feeling was. I was falling
for Ted, and I was falling hard. I took the blanket
off his bed, and covered him with it. I was startled
when he shifted slightly, but he did not wake up.
Thank God! I had this urge to kiss him, and without
thinking further, I brushed his lips lightly. Then, I
walked out from his room, feeling unsatisfied yet
helpless. He and I might not be meant to be. So far,
he had not shown any signal that he was gay or
anything like that. Well, I sure didn't want to lose
such a good friend by risking it all and told him that
I loved him. He might be so scared and shocked that he
would run for his life, and where would I be then?
	As I laid me down to sleep, the bed seemed cold and
lonely. This was the first time since Ted moved in
that I began to feel this way. Oh my God! I was
falling for him, not knowing if he would reciprocate
my love. Sigh, I asked for it, I guess. Now I must
bear the consequence all alone. Then, I cried myself
to sleep late in the night, feeling the ache in my
heart growing more acute.
	Deep in my slumber, I dreamt that Ted and I were
making love. Kissing with wild abandon, sweet caresses
and followed by explosive orgasms. This was getting
worse. I had been dreaming about Ted a lot lately, but
last night was the limit. It was getting more vivid
and I was going crazy about him. Sometimes, I was
afraid that I would be so overwhelmed by desire that I
would just lose all rational thinking and kissed him
in a moment of heat. Not only would he be disgusted by
me and left me alone, I would be ruining a blossoming
friendship and I was certain as hell I didn't want any
of those to happen.
	After showering, I decided to fill up my stomach.
This was one desire that I could fulfill for sure.
Mouth exercise, I called it, though sophisticatedly,
it was called eating. Hehehe! Anyway, I was munching
my third slice of bread when Ted walked into the
kitchen and flashed me one of those sexy smiles. Gosh!
Did he want me to rape him or something? He was so
seriously "delectable." Since Christmas was
approaching soon, both of us did not need to go to
work and so we sat down there and talked. As mum had
called me a few days ago and told me to be home for
Christmas, I told Ted about it and asked him what he
planned to do for Christmas. When he told me that he
was just spending the holiday at home with his
parents, I had this bright idea of inviting him and
his parents over to spend Christmas with my family,
silently praying that mum would not strangle me for
making such a late invitation.
	"Are you sure it will be convenient? I mean,
Christmas is only a week away. I am not sure...," he
mumbled.
	"Nah, don't worry! My family will be so glad to have
you guys, and my parents have been telling me to bring
you home, so they can interrogate you, no doubt."
	"Interrogate me? Any reason for that?"
	"Oooppss! I mean, they want to know if I had been
naughty or nice the past few months, and who will know
that better than you, Lov...Ted," I explained to him
and stopped myself before I called him "Loverboy."
Shucks!!! It was getting harder now to stop my feeling
from flowing out and it would be a matter of time
before I let down my guard and ruined our friendship.
Sigh! I was sighing a lot more lately.
	"Oh, okay! Scared me for a second there. I thought
that your parents disapproved of us. I mean, of us
being roommates."
	"Well, they will like you for sure, dude. Just behave
yourself! Don't do what I won't do and you will be
safe. Hehehe!" I had not finished grinning at him when
he suddenly pounced on me and we wrestled on the floor
like a couple of kids. He was stronger though, and I
was pinned down. Damn, did he have to be so muscular?
	"All right, I admit my defeat! Okay, I give up," I
panted out the words, slightly out of breath. Gosh, I
must have been sitting in the office too long and was
out of shape now.
	"Hehehe! I win!!
Woooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
	I laughed at him and I noticed that he looked flushed
and seemed so boyishly happy that I just grinned too.
He was happy and so was I. After resting for a while,
he stood up and offered his hand and pulled me up. He
continued with his breakfast while I went to call mum
and told her about the newly issued invitation to Ted
and his parents.
	"Oh, J. That will be wonderful. By the way, is he a
good kisser?" Mum responded, surprising me.
	"Mummmmm! I told you already. I don't know if he is
gay or not. Now, tell the family that, so they won't
say something like that in front of him and it will be
hard to explain to Ted, AND his parents," I explained
hurriedly.
	"Okay, J. Relax! I was just kidding. Tell me one
thing though, is he very good looking?"
	"Well, more than you can ever imagine. He was like
this devilishly handsome dude that I just wanna kiss
him and make love to him," I replied with much
enthusiasm. Mum and I talked about everything, really
everything. After the conversation was over, I
returned to the dining table and told Ted that all was
set.
	"Thanks, Jeremy. It will be so great spending
Christmas with you," he said. "And your family, of
course."
	"Well, you are welcome, Ted. It will be good spending
this special season with you too. And getting to know
your parents."
	We talked for a while before Ted went to call his
parents about the plan and I sat there in the dining
room, excitement building in me at the thought of
spending Christmas with Ted. Sigh, if he only knew!
Never mind. At least, we would be together for this
first Christmas.

Okay, the third installment was finished, finally.
Thanks to all who had been reading the first two parts
and thanks for being so patient with this installment.
I had been really busy lately, finals and all. Well,
as usual, comments are welcome. Thanks!!!!!!!!!!!