Date: Fri, 17 Sep 2010 22:52:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Over Rated <overratedartist@yahoo.com>
Subject: Loving Kyle - Chapter Eight

Sorry for the delay in my story, but I've had a lot to do recently and have had
some big changes, but more stories should be up soon, so keep reading.


Chapter Eight
            Kyle and I just lay in bed for about two hours just watching
television in each other's arms. This was more than I ever could have hoped for.
Kyle and I were not only in the same bed, but we were holding each other. I was
behind Kyle on the bed, so I was more just watching Kyle watch TV. He was so
cute. I could see his chest move in and out from him breathing. If only I could
just stay like this for the rest of my life, nothing else would matter. I would
trade 50 years of my life if I could stay like this for the rest of my life with
Kyle in my arms.
            After those two hours of us resting in each other's arms, Kyle said
that he was hungry. Since we were in a hotel, we decided to order room service.
My parents were out doing their own thing about town, most likely shopping.
            After looking at the menu that was in our room, I decided that I was
gonna get a cheeseburger and fries and Kyle was gonna get chicken wings. We
called room service and they told us that they would be up in a few minutes with
our food.
            "This is kind of cool." Kyle said.
            "What do you mean?" I questioned.
            "Well, like that we're hanging out in a hotel room and we just
ordered food and we're... boyfriends now." Kyle said smiling. "It's kind of like
we're a married couple living in our own house."
            That was just so damn cute; his innocence. I went up to him and
grabbed him into a hug.
            "This is just so great." I whispered in his ear.
            "I know." He replied squeezing me. "I love you so much."
            This was something I was still getting used to; being told that I
was loved. Even though I knew I was loved by my family, they never really told
me, so hearing the person I love tell me that was just so fulfilling for me
emotionally. What made it even better was the fact that our state legalized gay
marriage a few years ago, so we actually could be married in Connecticut if we
one day wanted to.
            There was a knock at the door followed by a man telling us that it
was housekeeping. Kyle refused to let me go despite the knock.
            "Kyle, I got to answer the door." I told him.
            "I don't wanna let go." He replied.
            "I know, but you got to."
            Kyle squeezed me extra hard for a moment and gave me a very quick
peck on the lips and then let go of me. I smiled my whole way to the door and
let the man in with our food. After he put the food in our room, I gave him a
five dollar bill as a tip and he thanked us as he left.
            "Awesome." Kyle said. "I'm starving."
            Kyle and I grabbed our food and sat on the bed so we could eat while
being in bed with each other. Although, we did want to hold each other, we were
really hungry, so we focused on eating. When we were done, Kyle and I lay in the
bed moaning from our fullness of food.
            "Oh, my god." Kyle said. "I'm so full. I feel like I'm seriously
gonna explode. I feel like I gained 10 pounds."
            "You still look fit." I laughed as I rubbed my hand across his
stomach.
            There was then an awkward silence. I have to admit that I did find
me rubbing his stomach to be a bit hot, but I wasn't intending for it to be that
way.
            "Well, that felt nice." Kyle said laughing.
            "Yeah, sorry." I replied. "I didn't mean for that to be so awkward."
            "No, it's fine, I said. It felt good." Kyle grabbed my hand and put
it on his stomach. That made my heart rush. I did think Kyle was an incredibly
hot boy and I did want to have sex with him eventually, but I was really nervous
since I hadn't done anything with anyone before.
            "Kyle, wait." I said as I pulled my hand away. "I don't think I'm
ready for something like this."
            Kyle then got a sort of embarrassed look on his face.
            "No." I ensured. "It's not that I don't think you're hot; I do. I
just don't think I'm ready to do this right now. I haven't done anything even
close to kissing anyone before, so I think we should wait a while." I turned
around and sat on the edge of the bed.
Kyle then grabbed me from behind in a hug and said, "That's fine. I'm just happy
to be with you." And then he kissed me on the cheek and squeezed me.
"I love just kissing, anyway." I said as I turned my head and kissed him. I then
turned completely around and cupped Kyle's face in my hands and kissed him
deeply. We must have kissed for literally a minute straight before we broke it
off.
"That was nice." Kyle said.
The rest of our trip was really great. Most of it was Kyle and I spending time
in our room together just being with each other. But, Sunday came and we went
back home. On the drive back home, I secretly held Kyle's hand so that my
parents couldn't see. I wasn't afraid of what they would do or say, I just
didn't want them to think things about me automatically. I felt like me telling
them that I'm gay was me basically saying that I one day wanted to have sex with
a man. If they ever asked me, though, I wasn't going to deny it. I just wasn't
going to just flat out tell them. I wasn't too sure how Kyle felt about telling
his dad. I doubt his dad would care, but I don't know how Kyle felt. After the
drive home, Kyle was taken home by his dad and for the first since confessing to
Kyle that I loved him, I slept alone. I felt empty that night. I missed Kyle's
arms holding me, making me feel secure. I had to sleep over at Kyle's the next
night; I was missing him too much to stay away another night. I ended up
sleeping holding a pillow like I did with Kyle. I needed my friend; I needed my
lover; I needed my Kyle.