Date: Mon, 28 May 2012 00:07:31 +0200
From: petra jardas <petra.jardas22@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's 'Perfect' Life pt4

Colin's 'Perfect' Life

The usual disclaimers apply here.

This story contains acts of homosexual behavior. Also if you are under age
or it's illegal in your country to read such material then leave.

Enjoy :3

Chapter 4


'Alex, I'm gay... a-and I...I kind of...kind of like you.' There, I finally
said it! I felt as if a huge rock just fell off my heart. While I said it,
I didn't dare to look Alex in the eye.

'What? Is this some kind of joke?!' Alex sounded agitated. 'Little Alex,
let's make him believe the captain of the football team is a fag and in
love with him, so we can laugh at him later?! For fuck's sake, I'm not that
stupid.' He now sounded not just agitated, but hurt too.

'What?! NO! That's NOT true!' To say that I was shocked by his answer would
have been an understatement. I really didn't know what to expect once I
told him, but this? This I REALLY didn't expect. The shock had to be
evident on my face.

'Oh, come on! Please don't insult me!' Now he was angry.

'Please! You have to believe me! Please! How can I prove myself to you?' I
wasn't going to give up on him. I would have done anything to be with him.

He just sat there, looking at me, probably trying to find some clue on
whether I was lying or not. Those two or three minutes felt as if they were
years. My eyes filled with tears at the thought of losing Alex, not just as
a potential boyfriend, but as a friend too. I started quietly sobbing.

'I don't know.' His words were cold and stabbed right in the heart.

Somehow I mustered the courage to say 'I'm not gonna give up on you.' I
managed to open my eyes and, through tears, I saw that he was crying
too. 'Please. Let me at least have that. Let me at least have the hope that
someday you'll trust me enough to call me your friend, and, if I dare to
hope someday, your boyfriend.'

As each word came out of my mouth, he wept harder and harder into his
hands. Through tears, he managed to say 'Please don't say things like that
if you don't mean them, and I know you don't. I hope you do, but know you
don't, so each word hurts even more.' I could not believe my eyes and
ears. I was right there in front of him, pouring my heart and soul out to
him, crying my eyes out, and he's so fucked up that he's not able to
believe me. I remember wondering what the hell happened to this beautiful
boy to fuck him up so badly. I was more determined now than ever not to
give up on him and show him the love he deserves.

I slowly moved to hug him. He flinched and tensed under my touch, but after
a while he gave in and relaxed in my arms.

'I do mean it, and I'm gonna prove it to you. No matter how long it took,
baby steps if needed, but I'm not leaving.'

For a long time, we just sat there, with him sobbing on my chest. Finally
after a while, the sobbing stopped, and he moved his head and our gazes
met. Both of our eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, both of our
hairs a mess, cheeks streaked with tears. He was so beautiful and his lips
looked soooo kissable. I just had to kiss him ? I knew I should have waited
? but I was running pretty much on emotions by then, so I just went for the
kill and did it. He tensed at the initial touch, but soon relaxed. My hand
went to caress his back. It just felt so natural and beautiful.

Then I tensed. I knew I shouldn't have done this. Abruptly I pulled back
and looked to the floor.

'I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this. I agreed to go at your pace, and
this was rushing you into something. I'm really sorry; can you please
forgive me?' I said, already at the verge of tears.

Then he said 'It's okay. I actually liked it,' and my heart started beating
somewhat normally once again.

Nervously I looked back into his eyes. I so wanted to kiss him again. 'Then
would it be okay if I did it again?' I asked nervously.

'Sure, why not.' He said with a devilish but still a bit nervous smile.

And just as I was about to lean in and kiss him... *Knock**Knock* The door
flew open and the dude that opened the door for me came in.

'Hey, guys, sorry to interrupt.' I quickly pulled back and I think both of
us turned several shades of red. He looked first at Alex and then me, and
smiled. 'Sasha will be home in about 5-10 mins and dinner will be ready
soon.' Who is Sasha? What the hell kind of name is that? How many dudes did
he live with?

'Kay, thanks, David.' I guess that's the dude's name. It suits him well.

'And will your friend be joining us?' he said, overemphasizing the word
'friend' a bit and looking over at me.

I took my cue. 'Um, no, I should get home. My mom is expecting me for
dinner,' I lied. My parents were never home for dinner.

'Okay then,' David said and left.

After he left, I just sat there, not knowing what to say. I had to say
goodbye somehow.

'Well, um... I guess I'll just go...' With that, I quickly kissed him on
the cheek and turned around.

'Um, I can come over tomorrow after school if you'd like?' I said,
practically pleading.

'Sure. I'd like that,' he said with a smile.

'Well... bye,' I said with a smile and left.

That night I had trouble falling asleep. My emotions were still running
pretty high, and my brain worked a million miles an hour.

Kissing Alex was so beautiful, and so different from kissing girls. His
lips were perfect. I was intoxicated by his smell. The smell of sweat,
mixing with some kind of chocolate male deodorant. Thinking of Alex, I felt
myself getting hard. I started stroking my hard-as-rock 8-incher. I
wondered how he looked naked. That's the question I've been asking myself
for months, and with a little luck, I thought, I just might get an answer
to it. He must be so beautiful. I started thinking of all the things I
would like to do to him. I wondered how would it feel like to fuck that
perfect little bubble butt of his. No, that's not what I want to do, he's
not just a one-night fuck, I wanted to make perfect love to him, for that's
what he deserves. And with that thought, I shot my load all over
myself. For a sec I just lay there, enjoying the bliss of my climax. Then I
reached for a Kleenex to wipe myself off, and rolled over and fell asleep
with a smile on my face.

The next day at school, I had trouble focusing on my classes, they were
just plain boring and my mind kept wondering off to Alex, so I walked
around practically all day with a boner in my pants. Not really a good
thing, I might add.

At lunch, Ted, Quinn and I didn't skip, because for one, we were hungry,
and two, we refused to give in to Rick and Mark. The three of us sat at a
table across the cafeteria from the jocks. A couple of people gave us weird
looks, but nothing major.

After practice, I strolled to my car as fast as I could, and sped off to
Alex's place, almost breaking the speed limit.

I pulled up into his driveway, went to the door, and once again, just like
yesterday, rang the bell. After a minute or two, the door opened, and this
time it was his sister, who I recognized from the nurse's office.

'Hey, you are a friend of Alex's right? You were at the nurse's with him,
if I'm not mistaken, and sorry I didn't catch your name...?'

'Hey, and yeah that's me. I'm Colin, nice to meet you. You are Alex's
sister, right?' I asked, wanting to be sure.

'Yeah that's right. My name is Sasha, and nice to meet you too.' Ooh, so
Sasha was his sister, weird. I thought Sasha was a guy's name. Maybe it's
unisex. 'Please come in. Alex is in his room. You know where that is,
right?'

'Yeah, thanks.'

Once again, I walked up the stairs to Alex's room. I knocked and waited.

'Come in!' I heard Alex say.

I walked in with a wide grin on my face. 'Hey Alex!'

'Hi, Colin,' said Alex with a smile on his face.

'How are you doing? Man, I know it's just plain awesome to lie around all
day doing nothing. Correct me if I'm wrong!'

He laughed at that. 'Yeah, it is pretty sweet. Better than school.' For
that one he stuck his tongue out at me.

I pretended to be upset by his comment. 'OMG you are so mean!' Then I
pretended to cry and run off, doing my best in trying to look like a
spoiled little girl, overemphasizing the effeminate walk.

He was roaring with laughter. It was nice to see him laugh like this.

'Oh, you think this is funny, huh?' In a flash, I was on the bed tickling
him but carefully because of his CAST. (Author's note: Yes I know I wrote
it wrong in the last chapter, so please stop telling me I did.)

'Okay, okay, please stop! Please! I'm gonna pee on myself!' he managed to
say somehow.

Once I stopped, we were both burning red, our chests heaving. Our gazes
found one another and remained locked. As if on auto pilot, I leaned in and
kissed him. It was so beautiful to kiss him again. I slowly put my tongue
at his lips as if trying to gain access. Slowly he parted his lips, and
gently my tongue found his. Then our tongues intervened and started
exploring each other's mouth. He's a great kisser. I hugged him close to
me, and soon enough this turned into a full blown make out session. By that
point, I was so turned on I was ready to shoot. Then I slowly moved my hand
to take his shirt off. The moment he figured out what I wanted, he abruptly
pulled away from my embrace, with the look of utter horror and panic on his
face.

'P-Please d-don't,' he said, with a terrified look on his face.

'What's wrong? Did I hurt you?' I asked, already freaking out.

'No! Um, it's not you... It's um... um...' He started trembling visibly.

'Then what? Um, I'm sorry if I rushed you, please don't be upset with me!'
I said, starting to get emotional myself. The thought of me hurting him
made me wanna vomit.

Tears filled his eyes. 'Please don't make me take off my clothes! Please!'

'Ok, Ok! You don't have to do anything you are not comfortable with! I'm
not gonna force you into anything! Don't be mad at me, please.' My eyes
started tearing up too.

'I-I'm not mad at you. J-Just please don't make take my clothes off,' he
said, as the first tear ran from his eye. He tried to blink away the tears,
but wasn't really succeeding.

'I'm not going to, relax,' I said slowly wrapping my arms around him. 'But
I don't understand, why?'

He didn't say anything, but instead just kept weeping in my arms.

'If you are ashamed of your body, don't be. To me, you are perfect,' I said
as I kissed him on the forehead.

Again he didn't say anything for a while, but sobbed harder and harder. He
clung to me as if he was afraid to let go when he finally started
talking. 'I'm not,' he sadly said.

'To me you are. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.'

'Once you see me and realize how fucked up I am, you are just going to
laugh at me and run away, just like everyone else.' His tone revealed
resentment and anger and... sadness.

'Try me.' That's all I said. But I hoped it was with as much determination
and sincerity possible.

'You really want to know?'

'Yes. I would like to prove to you that I'm here for the staying.'

'Ok, but remember you wanted to know,' he said blankly and started moving
away from me. He stopped for a second and sadly looked into my eyes. A
second later he made a move to take his shirt off. Taking it off he avoided
my gaze completely.

Once it was off and he showed his back to me, I just gasped in shock.



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