Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2012 14:03:22 +0200
From: Noel Welch <nwelch247@gmail.com>
Subject: To Have Faith: Chapter 3

Warning

This story contains graphic description of sex acts betweens members of the
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The characters contained within this story are entirely fictional and
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Chapter 3



"I know; what pizza do you want?"

"Get me something meaty and spicy" I said absentmindedly. He knew this
whole time! I act so straight though, do you? Do you really? my
subconscious asked me. Fuck off, I snapped to my snarky subconscious.
"So from your actions towards me I can assume that you're not a raging
homophobe," I said but with the inflection of a question behind my
words. "No, Alistair I'm not a raging homophobe," he said with a
smirk.

"Whew, thought there for a second you were gonna beat me up or
something, which would force me to beat you up."

"Beat me up?!" he asked while cackling.

"Yeah, beat you up, I've been doing karate since I was 10, I'm a black belt."

"Well, I've been involved in MMA since I was 13," he said, while
analysing me in light of this new information; *he seems to be looking
for weaknesses* I thought. With a start I realised I was doing the
same,* force of habit I guess*, I thought to myself. "So we'd probably
kill each other if it ever came to a fight..."

"Probably." He said with a wicked grin on his face. *Fuck, that grin
makes me want to jump his bones*. "Now that you're gay, I'll have to
walk around the dorm shirtless like all the time," he said with a
smirk. "Who said I'm even attracted to you?!" I shot back, with a
slight blush because his comment made me imagine him shirtless. "I saw
you check me out when you first saw me." He said, while his smirk grew
wider, he took a couple of steps towards me, instinctively, I backed
away. "AND you're blushing." My blush deepened at this comment.
"Whatever Richards, stop flattering yourself, I was merely evaluating
my new roommate. Stop with these delusions of grandeur."

"Do you always use big words when you're nervous?" he asked. While he
spoke, he took more steps toward me. "No,-" "I think you're lying" he
cut me off sharply. By now we were quite close;* he's within kissing
distance* I thought. Shut up, my subconscious shouted at me, I'm
enjoying this... thoroughly.

"So what conclusion did you reach from your of evaluation of me?" he
whispered into my ear.* OMG he's so close to me, I can feel his body,
the heat emanating from him* I thought in quite a panic; sexually and
physically, my subconscious whispered to me.

"I-"

At that moment, someone knocked on the door. While Callum was
distracted I swiftly grabbed him by the arms, twisted him and pushed
him onto my bed, all this lasted a few seconds and happened in one
fluid movement;* the power of karate has once again gotten me out of a
sticky situation,* I thought to myself in relief. He was a bit dazed
so I took the opportunity to go and answer the door. "Hiya mate, here
are your pizzas," the hot pizza guy said. "Thanks a lot, how much do I
owe you?"

"10 quid," he said with a flirtatious smile on his face, "Ummm, lemme
just get my wallet, you can come in." I told him. He was young but
quite tall, towering over Callum. He had black hair, and was quite the
gym rat; I came to this conclusion from his large biceps. I checked my
wallet and found only 5 rand, "Fuck I forgot to withdraw money when I
was at the airport," I said. "Do you have like a credit card machine
or something?" I asked, Callum was nowhere to be seen,* he must be
either on the balcony or in the bathroom,* I deduced. "Yeah, in the
car." He said this while discreetly checking me out. "Let's go, then"
I said. As were leaving, Callum came out of the bathroom, "Where are
you going Alistair? And who's this guy?" he asked, while looking at
the pizza guy with contempt. "What's your name?" I asked the pizza
guy. "Liam," he said in a husky voice.* I can't be in the same room
with two incredibly hot guys, like I'll stop functioning and start
drooling,* I thought while flustered; and Liam seems to like you my
subconscious said in a sing-song voice. "Alistair, hello... Alistair!"

"Sorry I spaced out, ummm we're going to Liam's car so I can use my
credit card to pay for the pizzas," I said. "I was going to pay for
them, I ordered them," he said, sounding a little angry.

"It's okay Callum, you can pay next time."

"Be back in a few," I said while dragging Liam out the door with me.
"Sorry about all that, you interrupted a tense and awkward moment."

"'s okay, your roommate is hot though." he said appreciatively. "But
he's not my type and besides, you're hotter," he said with a naughty
grin. I blushed a bit at his comment, "And I'm your type?" I flirted.
"Definitely," he said. "We're getting carried away pizza boy, let's go
pay for those pizzas."

We walked quickly through the house and soon reached his car. I paid
for the pizzas, and before he left, Liam asked: "I like making you
blush, when can I see you again?"

"The next time I order pizza, bye pizza boy" I said. It wasn't the end
for Liam because I wrote my number on a piece of paper and left it in
his car where he would see it.



As I was walking through the dorm with the two large pizzas, my phone
pinged, I adjusted the pizzas and looked at my message, it was from
Russell; be careful of callum, he's bad news. He's a player, you're a
bit naïve so don't let him rile you up. Just be careful Ali, I quickly
typed out a reply one-handed it read: thanks for the heads up, he's
just my roommate, I'm not attracted to him at all, and fuck you dude
I'm not naïve; and put my phone back in my pocket.

*What will I do about Callum? He's not even gay! Is it just friendly
teasing or is it more than that?* I thought, you've got to admit that
was pretty hot said my smug subconscious. Whatever I said in reply; I
relented, okay he was hot I admitted to myself. I don't think normal
hold conversations in their heads like I do, I said to myself quietly.
I should be admitted to a mental hospital, where there's no Callum,
just nice nurses ready to give me those pills that will make as high
as a fucking plane.



No matter how long I tried to prolong the journey, I eventually
arrived at 24B, if Callum carries on like this it would be hard not to
crush on him, but I'd always prided myself on my self-control. Looks
like this would be the ultimate test. I opened the door, "Here are the
pizzas; that's your meaty surprise, eat up." He wordlessly took his
pizza from me and dove in with relish.

I took my pizza, dimmed the lights and settled in on the couch to
watch my first dose of British television. I turned on the TV and
browsed for something to watch; as I was changing channels rapidly I
caught the Game of Thrones theme playing. I saw that it was the
episode directly after the last one I watched on my laptop. "Wanna
come watch? I'm a huge Game of Thrones groupie."

"Okay," he said with food in his mouth

"If you're watching with me, you'll sit down and shut up. We talk only
during ad breaks." I said with a grave face.

"I solemnly swear I won't utter a single word," he said with a
mischievous glint in his eye.

He sat next to me on the couch, quite closely I noted from the corner
of my eye, his right leg touching my left one. About twenty minutes
into the programme, I had already finished my pizza and was sitting
happily watching the beautiful intricacy that was Game of Thrones when
I felt his leg rub against mine. I felt hyper-aware of his body and
his proximity to me, how can him rubbing my leg be this distracting?!
I thought. A few minutes later, he took my hand and start tracing
patterns on it. *What the fuck is going on, it feels good though* I
thought, reluctantly. If I asked him to stop, he would probably carry
on just to spite me, I decided to do nothing and just focus on my
show. As the show ended, a yawn escaped my mouth, "I don't know about
you but I'm gonna go take a shower and then go to sleep."

I took a nice, long hot shower to relax me after the last 24 hours. I
couldn't lock the bathroom door, because Callum might've needed to use
it. I changed into my pyjamas which consisted of a huge T-shirt with
the phrase: "I like my books, but I heart sex!" needless to say, my
friend got it made for me as a goodbye present; and some boxers,
albeit I wore pyjama pants in winter. I walked out of the bathroom to
Callum's chuckling, "nice pyjamas," he said while snickering. "Fuck
you Callum, I love my pyjamas," I said with a smile. "So you love sex,
huh?" he asked with a huge smirk, I noticed that he was only wearing a
pair of Calvin Klein boxers, fuck he has a nice body I thought,
referring to his toned pecs, his washboard abs and his very defined
arms. I blushed furiously in reply to his question. I went to switch
off the lights, and as I padded to my bed, Callum crushed me in a hug;
I was acutely aware of his body, "It's going to be quite fun having
you as a roommate," he whispered in my ear. I gave him a swift blow to
his side which made him loosen his hold on me; I broke loose and
darted for my bed. "Goodnight Callum."

"Goodnight Alistair." He said in reply, I could hear the smile in his voice.

The next few days were non-eventful with Callum leaving before I woke
up and coming back after I went to sleep. *I wonder where he goes,* I
asked myself several times. I whiled away the time watching the
Olympics and the multiple series littered in my laptop.

Liam texted me asking me when could we go out for a date. I replied
asking him if we could do tonight. He texted me back a few seconds
later saying he would pick me up in an hour. Excited for my date, I
went to take a quick (quick for me at least, I cherish my showers) 10
minute shower. After my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and
went to closet in search of an outfit to wear for tonight. I sat down
on the floor of my closet and looked at my clothes for close to 15
minutes, God! You're the most indecisive person I know, my
subconscious snapped. Eventually I picked a grey and red Polo
cardigan, navy blue skinny Chinos and a black V-neck T-shirt. I paired
this outfit with my grey Chuck Taylor's. Liam had texted me quite late
as it was already 22h00. I resumed watching Family Guy, and at the
last minute decided that my outfit needed accessories and put on my
clear Ray-Ban spectacles, I liked them because they were thick,
black-rimmed and looked nerdy but stylish at the same time which was
what I was going for; I also put on some cool beaded leather bands I
had gotten at a flea market in Johannesburg.

Liam knocked on the door a few minutes later. I opened the door, OMG
he's hotter than I remember, I thought, drooling slightly in my mind.
He was wearing a thin dark green sweatshirt/long sleeved shirt and he
paired that with black skinny jeans that showed off his impressive leg
muscles; some of us have to put in effort to look decent, he makes it
look easy I thought with mock irritation. "Fuck you look hot... I mean
you look nice... really nice." he said with a flustered smile. "You
clean up nicely pizza boy," I said with a slight smile. "I don't
actually work there you know, it was my mate's one year anniversary
with his girlfriend, so I filled in for him while he took her out,"

"Awww, underneath that big, muscly exterior you're just a big softie."
I exclaimed. He blushed slightly and on his pale skin it was clearly
visible.

"Whatever, let's go," he said gruffly.

We proceeded through the dorm chatting about nothing and everything,
we got along well and conversation between us flowed easily. We got to
his car, which was a white 2005 VW Jetta. "This is my Bonnie," he
said, gesturing proudly at his car. He opened the door for me, and I
got in; "Thanks I said, no one's ever done that for me before." I
said.

"Well they should've, you're an amazing guy,"

I blushed at this; "I don't really think so but thanks Liam; where are
we going anyways?"

"To a restaurant and then we're gonna catch a movie afterwards,"

Dinner was really good; we went to this little Italian place that
served really good pasta. Our waitress flirted outrageously with Liam
which was quite funny, he eventually got the message through to her
that he was gay by feeding me some of his pizza, we saw her at the
waiter's booth and she looked crushed. He apologised after, but I said
it was alright and there was no need to apologise. I learned that Liam
was studying physiotherapy at the local university; he was a
first-year. After dinner, we caught a late showing of The Amazing
Spiderman which was a really great movie and in my opinion, was better
than the entire previous Spiderman saga. He was completely against
this and maintained that the previous Spiderman movies were better. I
suspect one the reasons he had said this was because I had gushed at
how hot Andrew Garfield was. He took me home and walked me to my dorm.
"Thanks for tonight; I haven't had a date that enjoyable in quite a
while,"

He was silent, and had an inscrutable look in his eye. "Liam, are
you-" He shut me up with a kiss and; at first I was a bit taken aback,
but I soon responded to his kiss. He licked my bottom lip, wanting to
deepen the kiss, I complied. I stopped the kiss to catch my breath
when he said: "Anytime babe, I'd be happy to take you out again and
again and again." He punctuated his words with kisses.

"Can you two go do this somewhere else, you're blocking the door"
someone said acidly. Liam seemed not to have heard this and continued
his ministrations, "Liam, stop" I said. He stopped, "What? Everything
was going fine."

"I know but we're blocking the door."

"What does that matter? Oh," he said as he turned around and saw a
very angry Callum.

"Bye Liam," I said

"What? We can finish what we started back at my place,"

"I'm tired and I'm not going to put out on the first date, what kind
of guy do you think I am?"

"The easy kind." He said with a wicked grin.

"I'm just kidding, a guy can try though," he said while walking away.



"I'm really sorry about that Callum, it wasn't deliberate, it just happened."

He ignored me and walked into our room, "Sorry Callum, it won't happen again."

"Stop apologising. Just stop," he said heatedly. He took off his
clothes and went to bed. I got ready for bed. 5 minutes later I was
warm in my blankets. I got a text: good night Alistair, sweet dreams
;). It was from Liam. Despite everything with Callum, I went to bed
with a smile.


Well what do you think??? Why is Callum so pissed? Find out in the
next chapter of To Have Faith... email me maybe? ;)