A Moment
As I am currently going to the bathroom with my things, just pondering over this day happily, I open the bathroom door and I am shocked.
Peter is currently wearing a towel around his waist, simply shaving.
“Oh!” I exclaim. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” He tells me as he looks at me.
He’s glistening.
“I uh- need um- I just needed the toothpaste. My parents ran out.” I lie.
He stares at me for a moment.
He puts down his shaver and hands me the toothpaste.
“Here you go.”
“Th-tha-thank you.” I stutter.
Damn!
Brown Eyes is hot!
If that is his body, what does down there feel like and how big is it?
“You want to take a shower?” He asks me as he is suddenly in my face.
“I’ll wait till you’re hard.” I say.
Crap!
“Dry- On top of me- Wet- Inside of me- Done.” I ramble.
He smiles.
“I’ll wait until you are done.” I finally say. “Whew!”
He still smiles at me.
“I’m gonna-” I say as I motion towards the door.
“Yeah.”
“Ok.”
We stare at each other.
“I should probably go now.”
We still stare at each other like crazy.
“See you in a bit!” I say, fleeing the bathroom and closing the door behind me.
I simply stand against the door, exhaling deeply.
He’s going to be the death of me.
I am really falling for this man.
But what if he doesn’t feel the same way?
♂
I am currently dressed up for Christmas dinner, and I am styling my hair, making sure that it is perfectly styled.
As I am just about to finish, there is a knock on the open door.
It’s Brown Eyes.
I turn away from the mirror and smile at him.
“I didn’t mean to scare you off like that.” Peter says, smiling at me.
I chuckle.
“You didn’t scare me off.”
He smiles at me.
“You look amazing.” He tells me.
I check myself out.
I nod and check him out.
“And you look hot.” I tell him after a moment.
“Come on.” He says. “I want to show you something.”
“Right now?”
“Yeah.” He says. “Let’s go!”
♂
Peter has taken me to the patio behind the cabin.
“I am not giving you a rematch, Peter.” I tell him, wondering why we are standing at the gazebo. “It’s cold, it’s dark and we are gonna eat soon.”
“Relax, Har.” He chuckled.
‘Har’, huh?
No one has ever called me that before, and honestly, I like love it.
“Hold on just one sec.” He says.
Peter grabs something by the gazebo.
“Put these on, please.” He says handing me a pair of skates.
“I repeat, Brown Eyes, it’s cold, it’s dark and we are gonna eat soon.”
“Please, shut up.” He says.
“Shut up?” I repeat.
“Put these on.” He says, smiling at me.
“Fine.” I sigh.
I sit at the small bench in front of the gazebo and take off my dress boots, and put on the skates.
Suddenly, the whole vicinity lit up with Christmas lights.
“No way!” I exclaim taking in the sight in awe as I stand up from the bench.
I skate a small space away from the gazebo as the place lights up even more.
“Oh my, God! You did all of this?!”
“Yup.” He says proudly. “Since you told me about your favorite Christmas, I thought I might make this your gift. I asked your dad for some help, and we came up with this.”
I start to cry.
“It’s beautiful!” I exclaim through my tears. "No one has ever done something like this for me before."
He smiles at me.
“Thank you.” I say hugging him.
“No problem.” He says as he holds me in his arms. He suddenly breaks the hug and I see him grabbing a pair of skates for himself. “But you owe me something in return.”
“Obviously.” I say wiping my tears. “But what would you like that I can give you right now?" I ask, knowing that he’s asking for a show.
“Can I see this infamous routine of yours?”
“No way!” I say shaking my head in disagreement, smiling at him.
“Come on, Har. I wanna see this infamous routine.”
“Really?” I ask shyly.
He nods and smiles at me.
I’m shy.
Wait a minute!
Since when did I become shy around him?
That’s a first!
“Okay, but if you laugh-”
“I won’t.” He says.
Oddly, in this moment, I believe him.
I slightly push him back towards the gazebo and I start to do my routine from years ago.
I skate in the same spot that I am standing in four times.
After that, I start to skate around the gazebo and do my routine with Peter watching me.
Twirls, figure eights, you name it, I did it.
It was amazing.
It might have been a few minutes, but I truly felt free.
“Great job!” Peter applauds after I finish the routine. “I loved it!”
“Thank you.” I say bowing. “Thank you.”
He skates towards me.
“That was truly amazing.” He says. “Let’s skate.”
“So, any critiques?” I ask him.
“I can’t think of anything.” He tells me as we are skating. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Who are you most closest to? Your mom or your dad?”
“Dad.” I tell him. “He's my superhero and my best friend. I tell him everything. I told him about my first crush, first kiss, when I lost my virginity, so on and so forth. He's really the best.”
Peter chuckles.
“How did your parents take it when you told them that you’re gay?”
Hmmm….I didn’t expect that.
“Actually they took it very well. It might have helped that I was caught giving this guy a blowjob by my dad.”
“What?” He giggles.
“Yup. I was giving one of my ex’s a blowjob when I thought that the house was empty, but I was wrong. My dad had the day off at Oscorp, so he was doing the household cleaning. When he got to my room with my clean batch of clothes, he saw me on my knees sucking off my ex.”
“Damn.”
“I was scared that he was gonna kick me out. I mean, where was I going to go? I was sixteen and scared as hell.”
“I can only imagine.”
“My dad kicked him out and we had a long discussion. He wasn’t mad, but he was sad that I felt like I had to lie to him by introducing him to my “girlfriends” back in high school.”
“Man.”
“But he knew that I was gay since I was 12 or something.”
“How?”
“He saw my internet history.”
Peter starts laughing.
“I even said that I could be bisexual and you know what he told me?”
“What did he say?”
“You’re bi-coastal and bi-lingual, but if you seriously think that you’re going to tell me that you’re bisexual, you’re crazy. You’re my gay son, and I am okay with that.”
Peter laughs even harder.
“He even knew before my mom.”
“Dang!”
“That was what I had said.” I told Peter. “He encouraged me to tell my mom.”
“Your dad is one awesome man.”
“And I am glad to have him. I was so scared to tell my mom, but he helped me tell her. She was crying like crazy and I thought that she was pissed, which she was for not telling her, and honestly, she wanted to cuss me out for a moment, but she told me that she was ultimately proud of me because it took courage and that my sexuality shouldn’t matter to anyone else.”
“Your parents are the coolest.” Peter chuckles as we are still skating around the gazebo.
“What about you?”
“I’m completely bi.” Peter responds. “I came out to my aunt and uncle at 16 too, just before he died. I always thought that I was straight. I dated my next door neighbor MJ for a while, and then I met this guy who turned my whole world upside down. I was in a constant battle between Aiden and MJ because they were so…similar. One day, MJ was acting crazy and I thought that she was cheating on me. Turns out, he told her that he had feelings for me and then he kissed me.”
“Damn!”
“I know. His kisses felt good and her kisses felt good, but in the end, I decided not to date for the rest of high school. What’s funny is that the exact same situation happened in college and it ended up with me dating the guy.”
“You are a lucky guy. Michelle is lucky to have you.”
He smiles, but it isn't a bright smile.
“It’s cold.” I say.
“Let’s go in.” Peter says.
“Let’s.”
“And thank you for sharing with me.” He says.
“Anytime you need a friend, I will be here.”