Date: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 22:06:01 -0700
From: Charles Wolfe <c.sportswolfe@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ultimate Man- Chapter 17

Hey everyone, I know I haven't really been posting as much as I used to. I
want to apologize on that and tell you that I am slowly getting back into
the groove. I think I got a little burnt out writing it all (even though I
had fun planning it out). Getting back on track though, what are your
thoughts on Parker? He finally showed his true colors in the last chapter,
and I look forward to seeing how he plays out....

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	After the stress of last weekend, waking up next to Kyle was
possibly the best thing that could happen. The feel of his chest slowly
rise and fall with each breath he took was so relaxing that at the sporadic
times that I woke up throughout the night, it only took a few minutes of
resting on him for me to crash back out. His heartbeat pulsating through
his skin was equally engaging, the "bump bump bump" bouncing against my
eardrum to create a matching heartbeat of my own.

	It was Monday morning, one week out from Thanksgiving. Kyle had
ended up staying at my place, his clothes strewn about all over my floor. I
knew he needed to get back to Fullerton soon so, gently rubbing my hand
across his bare chest, I roused him from his slumber. With a slight groan,
or moan, I couldn't really tell, he stirred, shifting around in the sheets
to try and fall back to sleep. "Kyle. Babe, it's time to wake up." Yea it
was still early being 7:30 in the morning but he needed to get active.

	Kyle rolled onto his side to face the wall, pulling the sheets
closer into him to ensnare the heat. Feeling the slight chill on my bare
back, I squirmed up behind him and into the sheets, furthering my effort to
break his stubbornness. "I don't wanna leave." Kyle whined out childishly
as he refused to move.

	Leaning over him, I rest my head near his ear and licked the
lobe. "Come on, wakey wakey." I slither my right hand down the sheets to
grip his chest, playfully clawing at his breast muscles.

	Kyle rolls onto his back in submission, finally breaking down to
become more coherent. "Fiinne I'm awake... Happy?" He had a slight attitude
but I knew he was joking around, the tone clashing with the smile that was
starting to break his face.

	Becoming plucky, I roll onto him, our two bodies becoming one as we
snuggle under the sheets. Pulling them close to us, I kiss him on the lips,
"Yep! 100% satisfied. With this stud under me, why would I ever not be? Now
cheer up, Thanksgivings a week away. Then you can sleep as much as you
want."

	Kyle slid his hands down my back and gripped my bare butt, "Maybe
but it depends on if someone still plans on coming over." It was more a
question than a statement but with the way he was cradling me told me he
wanted the company for the break. "That is... if you're still interested in
coming over?" And there the question was.

	I chuckled slightly as I felt him move his hands back up my body,
gently flowing them through my hair and down my ears. We had been
discussing me staying at his place for a few weeks now, though nothing was
really concrete till this moment. We were stuck in the whole "Is this too
soon or just right timing" situation, especially since we had only been
together for less than a year. "Yea I'm coming. Or at least I intend to, if
it's still ok with someone."

	Kyle rolled me over, causing me to lose some of the air in my
chest, then kissed me to replenish what I had lost. Moving up to kiss my
forehead, Kyle murmurs, "It is. Plus it's about time you met my parents."

	Swallowing hard, I look up at him, his brooding shoulders standing
over me. He was getting a little fuzz on his chest, the hair slowly helping
to clean up where earlier years of acne had damaged the skin. Despite this
all, I was still getting a slight hard on, the arousal of him bent over me
seemingly erotic. Then the thought of his parents came to knock on my mind,
killing any romance that was previously there.

	"Yea about that... They probably know way more of me than I know of
them." We really hadn't talked about our families too much, the topic of
our elders not something we really dwelled upon too often. Would they be
accepting of me? Would I pass their tests as their son's boyfriend? This
time seemed a whole lot more nerve-racking than when I went to see
Michael's family.

	As Kyle slid off me to the cool air, he patted my chest and
laughed, "You'll be fine. You've handled me well enough so far. Just
imagine two older versions of me, one of them being a woman." Yea, that was
much more reassuring...

	Getting up myself, I stretched my arms out as Kyle dressed
himself. Grabbing his shirt near the door, I had it to him as I dress
myself. Kyle gave me a 'what are you doing look?' as he finished cleaning
himself up. "You think I was just going to kick you out without seeing you
to your car?"

	Kyle shakes his head as he grabs his bag, moving over to button up
my shirt as I jump into my long dark pants. Kissing my neck, he moves to
open the door as I slip on my sandals. Walking him out of my dorm and into
the chill November air, we both shuddered slightly as the ocean breeze hit
us. It was nowhere as cold as Sacramento but still I was not a fan of
winter, the cold unbearable at times. Kissing him goodbye, I watched as he
drove off to Fullerton, then scurried back side where my warm bed awaited,
the smell of Kyle lingering to the sheets.

	Lying there under the sheets, I reached over for my phone and shot
a quick text to Ally, seeing what her plans were for Thanksgiving. I was
also partly guilty about leaving her alone for the holiday, something we
hadn't done in a long time. For as long as I can remember we had always
spent Thanksgiving together with the Watson's.

	It didn't take her long to get back to me, though her response kind
of surprised me. "I've been meaning to talk with you about that. I'm most
likely going to be with Pike. That ok with you?"

	I was half surprised half relieved that she already had plans as it
allowed for me to be able to stay with Kyle a little easier. "Yea. Kyle
actually asked if I wanted to stay with him for the holiday. Wanted to make
sure you were ok w it as well. haha"

	Ally shot back a quick text, "Yea, go ahead. We always have
Christmas ;-)" The joys of the holidays being so close was that, and she
did have a good point about this, we could still have the ability to see
each other.

	After classes had passed and practice was over, I scanned through
my to do list before the holiday and saw that I needed to fill out the
study abroad application. Going online, I saw that it really wasn't too
stressful of an task, the pages going much easier than expected. Once I was
done, I looked at my phone, wondering if Kyle had done his yet as
well. Picking it up, I apprehensively shot him a text, "Hey have you done
your Study Abroad application? I just finished mine."

	Kyle responded a short while later, the response not what I wanted
to hear. "Noo..... not yet.... Sorry..." His response was kind of coy, the
short four words not doing much to ease my concern. Realizing that I
couldn't do much more at the moment, I sighed heavily and feel back asleep.

	As the week continued on, I kept hounding Kyle to do it, my worry
growing ever so slightly with each passing day. When Saturday arrived, I
knew I would be able to spend time with him, my plans to sit him down and
force him to do it coming to form. But first I had to deal with practice.

	Even though Thanksgiving was a few days away, Pike wanted to put in
one last practice to ease his concerns about the last tournament. He was
nice enough to keep it short, only doing half the drills as normal and then
two scrimmage games. It was nice having it be as relaxed as it was, though
I knew it was partly because Pike had things he needed to do as well.

	After practice had ended I walked with Bryan and Zach back to the
dorm, the three of us making small talk on what all we were going to do for
the break. Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out
instantly, thinking it was Kyle wanting to talk about tonight. Instead, and
much to my disgust, I saw that it was Parker, a short brief text asking if
I wanted to hang out. Immediately, and without a second though, I dismissed
it, wondering in my head why I kept his number in my phone.

	After showering, I made the trek over to Kyle's dorm, navigating
the southern LA traffic in all its glory. As was to be expected, I ran into
a few pockets of traffic but the drive over was nice and smooth. Pulling
outside his dorm, I called him and waited for the door to open to let me
in. There were a few times that I wished we lived together so I didn't have
to deal with this and this was one of those times.

	Waiting patiently, I looked around the courtyard and was surprised
by the lack of students. Most had probably already gone home but there were
still a few days of class left before the Thanksgiving Break. Snapping me
out of my thoughts, Kyle opened the door and pulled me in, literally, by
the hand. "Get in here, it's cold out there."

	Working our way up to his room, I knew what I was going to do once
he opened his dorm room door. I was going to plant his ass down and force
him to do the application, unless he had some very compelling reason not
to. As he creaked the wooden door jar, I snuck in behind him and bee lined
it for his computer, catching his attention before he could shut the
door. "What are you doing?" He was slightly shocked at my attempt to pull
up the website but once he saw the page load his face went sour as he
realized what I was doing.

	"Kyle, you need to do this application. Time's running short on
getting them in and I really want you to join me." Realizing his hesitancy
for the first time, I stood off the bed and approached him near the
door. Gently caressing his hands, "Unless you don't want to go..."Do you
NOT want to go?"

	Kyle gripped my hand and spoke softly, almost worrying me in the
process. "Chris, of course I want to go. It's just... I haven't really told
my parents."

	Pulling my hand out from his, I recoiled in shock, thinking he
would have done that a long time back. "Wait, what? Why? Why haven't you
told them yet? Dude you need to do that asap."

	Kyle returned with a testy tone, snipping out, "How am I going to
do that Chris? Hey Mom, Dad, this is Chris, my boyfriend. Oh and by the
way, I'm studying abroad in London next semester. Just thought I would let
you know." He moved towards his laptop to look at the page, then back at
me.

	Slightly stung from the words, I stood there silent for a second,
processing it all. "Well you don't have to be so condescending. We've been
talking about this for how long now?"

	Kyle kept up his defensive wall, attempting to deflect everything
back to me as if this was all my plan. "No Chris, you have. I've been
listening."

	'Oh this is bullshit.' I thought to myself as I got frustrated with
him. "Well talk then Kyle! Come on. Tell me what you think of it all." I
really didn't mean to come out so harsh but I was getting annoyed with his
stubbornness, a trait we both shared at times. Kyle shut up real fast, the
shock now registering on his face. "Your silence is almost as if you don't
want to go."

	Even though the lights were on in the room, the illumination from
the screen displayed his concern over it all. "I... I don't know. I guess
I'm just scared of it all. I mean I've never been out of the country, short
of a small trip to Mexico when my family was in San Diego."

	Moving to sit down with him, I rest my hand on his leg to calm him
down. "Look, if you do the application but back out later I totally
understand. But I'll be there with you. It's not like you're going alone."

	Kyle looked at the webpage apprehensively, as if he were to sign
his life away. Then he slowly began to fill it out, easing my concerns with
each tap of the keys. After about an hour of filling out the pages, he
finished and closed the laptop. "Happy?"

	Smirking at his snarky comment, I reply, "Yes thank you. See, that
wasn't soo hard now was it?" His only response was giving me squinted eyes.

	Moving his laptop off his bed and onto his desk, he turned and
looked at me, "This trip better be worth it in every way possible." I
should have seen it coming but I was laid out beneath him so there was
nothing I could do to protect myself. He pounced on me and started to
tickle me, his form of revenge for whenever I got him to do something he
was reluctant to do.

*****

	Monday went by really quick, most of the students anxious to get
out of their classes and out to freedom. Tuesday was even more chaotic, the
feeling of electricity in the air, the buzz of students shuffling around
faster than normal to their classes, as if it were to speed up time or
anything. As I packed up for my freedom, I remembered I had forgotten to
call Tay and the Watson's to let them know I wasn't coming home for the
holidays.

	Pulling out my phone, I quickly dialed in the numbers. Tay was
quick to respond, his perky voice happy to hear mine. "Hey Tay, I meant to
tell you and your parents a while back but Ally and I aren't coming home
this Thanksgiving." I could tell from the few seconds of silence that he
was slightly bummed but then he responded back, "OK sounds good. I'll just
have to wait till Christmas then." We had chatted from time to time but I
had a slight feeling that we were starting to drift apart, the whole post
high school separation starting to take its toll on our friendship. I knew
though that if I ever needed him for anything he would be there in a
heartbeat.

	After hanging up and finishing my packing, I shot Kyle an "I'm
done" text and waited on my bed, dozing in the warm room. As usual Brian
and Zach had left the first chance they got, allowing me to leave the door
open and use the dorm as I wanted.

	Kyle shot back an hour later that he was on his way, giving me
enough time to get ready and head down stairs. With 5 o'clock traffic
starting to form I knew there was a possibility he would get stuck so I
took my time getting stuff in order.

	When Kyle did arrive, I quickly shot out the door and stuffed my
bags in his back seat, doing anything I could to escape the nipping cold
weather. Kyle leaned over and kissed me on the lips, the warmth of his
fingers helping to heat up my chilled cheeks. "You ready for your
vacation?" Shifting the car into gear, he pulled out of the parking lot and
moved towards his home

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Definitely a change from the last Thanksgiving when Chris was heartbroken
over Kyle. How do you think things are going to be when Chris meets Kyle's
family and friends? Cause I can assure you that with what we have seen out
of Chris's friends on protecting him, Kyle has the same level of support.