Bumping Into Love 1

Disclaimer: All character, and events in this story are made up. All characters in this story belong to myself, use without asking permission may warrant castration, or punishment to as severe a degree. Again, this is a story of fiction. The context of this story may contain a little homosexual somethin' somethin'. If this offends you, do not read. All readers under the age of thirteen (13) must be accompanied by an adult or legal guardian of the age of eighteen (18) to partake in this entertaining experience. If you actually read this disclaimer and actually believed any of it, you are a dumb ass. Please, all employees wash hands before returning to the work place, because that is just nasty.

I would like to thank Michael Freeman, author of the "Michael and Chance" series, for allowing me to adopt the beginning excerpt of his story. It was just something to get me started with, and I like how it turned out.

Bumping Into Love

Chapter 1

My friend Kristin always says that the world is very ironic, when you least expect it, when you have given up looking for love, especially Mr. Right, and decide to just go along with the flow of life, it will magically come upon you, in my case, literally bumping into me. As I look upon the past, present and even into the future that magically moment for me, was a fairytale come true.

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My day started out as any other. I had decided to get together with my friend and go to the mall to do some last minute back to school shopping. Going to a private school is great; you don't go back in the fall till really late. And while I was at the mall buying one more collared shirt, and one last pair of pants, all the other kids my age were suffering, trying to keep their eyes open in class. I wasn't even sure I was going to go to the mall that day either. I really wanted to stay at home and finish up my papers for summer reading, but my friend David dragged me out of my house.

Well in the middle of our shopping experience, I had a craving for something fatty, and heck, I deserved to give myself a little cheat treat, so I headed over to Ben and Jerry's and ordered an ice cream. I paid for the cone and proceeded to turn around. Just as I did, a guy backed into me, hitting my arm, causing my `Phish Food' to topple and smoosh all over my white button down shirt.

"What the fuck...!" I started to cuss as I looked down at my stained shirt.

"Oh, shit!" the guy exclaimed as he turned around and saw the brown stain on my white shirt. "I'm so sorry, dude!" he exclaimed apologetically. "I didn't..."

Just as I was about to give him a proper cussing, our eyes met. We both stopped in mid sentence, speechless, as we looked into each other's eyes. He was stunning. I was awe struck by his beautiful, angular face with these deep, brown, puppy dog eyes, his short, styled light brown hair, and a pair of lips so perfect, not even Michelangelo himself could have sculpted them from marble. Our eyes locked for what seems like an eternity before he broke the silence and started to apologize profusely.

"Oh, I am so sorry, man! I didn't see you!"

I snapped out of my trance. "Ah...it's okay," I replied, trying to play it cool as I assessed the damage. Yup, my white shirt was a goner, to bad; it was my favorite Giorgio Armani too.

"I'm really sorry, dude," he continued to apologize earnestly. "Please let me buy you another ice cream," he pleaded.

"Uh... okay," I stammered as my heart pounded madly at this point. `Of course you can buy me an ice cream,' I thought.

"What kind was that?" he asked me.

"`Phish Food'." I replied as I started cleaning the ice cream up off the floor

"Ok, I'll be right back," he declared.

While he was buying me my cone, I made a mad dash to the men's room to salvage my shirt and attempt to clean myself up. Frankly, my mind wasn't really on the chocolate stain on my shirt. Instead, I was concentrating on composing myself before going out there. After drying my shirt the best that I could, I headed out of the men's room to find him standing near the Ben and Jerry's counter. As I approached he extended his hand to shake mine as he formally introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Eric!" He smiled sheepishly. `Damn, he has a great smile,' I thought.

"I'm sorry again for what happened. Oh...here's your ice cream," he exclaimed as he handed me the cone.

"Uh...I'm Andrew!" I finally replied. "It's ok. It's not the end of the world. I can always get another shirt." I tried to reassure him.

"Nevertheless, I'm sorry." he said sincerely. "I'll be glad to pay for your dry cleaning bill or even replace the shirt for you," he offered as he wrote down his name and number on a napkin and handed it to me.

"No, it's ok... I..." I started to refuse. But then I thought to myself, what the fuck was I doing, refusing this cute guy's offer, especially when it gives me a reason to get his phone number.

"No, I insist!" he retorted.

"Alright," I accepted coolly. Then we just stood there and stared at each other for a couple of seconds, not knowing what to say next. I was about to break the awkward silence when we heard someone yell his name. He turned himself to see who was calling him, and sure enough we saw a blonde woman, in her early twenties, standing about fifty feet away waving her arms and pointing at her wrist, motioning him to check his watch.

"OH SHIT!" He yelled, after looking at the time. "Again, I'm really sorry, but I gotta run to class or I am gonna be late. Umm... call me and leave me your number so we can work out this shirt business." And with that he ran off to meet up with his friend and head off to class, at Brown I guess. My eyes followed him out of site, and I continued to stand there, staring off into space. I didn't notice my friend David walk up to me and tap me on the shoulder.

"Hey there space cadet."

"Uh...what?" I asked not really sure what he said.

"Where the hell have you been, you said you were going to go get an ice cream and meet me back at Abercrombie, that was 20 minutes ago, I thought you were abducted or something." He said laughing at me. "And what the heck happened to your shirt?"

"Oh, umm that... it's a long story. Are you ready to go, cuz I sorta wanna head home and get changed. I'll tell you all about it in the car."

"Yeah, okay, I'm ready." He replied.

We headed out to his red Land Rover in the parking garage and I told him the story of how I met Eric on the way home. "He was gorgeous David, I don't know how I kept my cool, I can't believe I didn't stutter or gasp for air or just faint or something. Oh my god, I am so giddy right now." I said, ending my narration.

"Calm down there buddy, you are talking like a mile a minute, I hardly made out half of that." He said laughing at me. For the rest of the ride home I just sat in my seat looking out the window, listening to the CD that was playing, and thinking about Eric.

David dropped me off at home because he had some other stuff he had to get done, plus I was sorta still in my own little world. "Well I'll call you, and we can get together some other time before school starts, okay?" He asked smiling at me.

"Yes, totally. Well I guess I'll see ya."

"Bye dude," and with that I closed the door, and he drove off down the driveway.

When I got home I was greeted by my dog Comet, I gave him a few pets on the head, and he followed me into my room, where I put the stuff I bought away, and changed into some clean cloths. I couldn't think of anything productive to do, other than finish my paper, and I really didn't want to do that, so I got on the computer and went on the Internet. My friend Kristin just so happened to be on.

SushiBoy: Hey Kris! What's happenin?

KrisK: Hey Andy, oh nothing much, what about you?

SushiBoy: You won't believe what happened to me at the mall today!

KrisK: I don't know, what?

SushiBoy: Well you will have to find out when you come over tonight.

KrisK: Aww, sorry Andy, I can't. My sis leaves for college in a couple of days, and I promised her we would do something tonight.

SushiBoy: Well you still can, you both can come over tonight. I have the house to myself, you know what that means, and I really need to talk to you guys. Plus I haven't seen you much this summer.

KrisK: OK Andy, what time should we come.

SushiBoy: Whenever you want, the door will be open, just come on in.

KrisK: All right, see you whenever.

SushiBoy: Okay, BYE!!!

I got off the net and noticed there was a message. It was my mom calling from New York. Now you have to understand my mom. She is a very caring, loving person, but she's crazy. I don't know how she manages to go visit my dad in New York most weekends, and come back Sunday to spend the week with me, and then leave Friday afternoon to go see my father and start the cycle all over again, but she does. Plus, she has her own agency that she runs out of our house. I mean she has a huge office in New York where she has a bazillion staff workers that do all her dirty work, but other than that she stays at home and has meetings over the phone. She meets with clients in the flesh whenever she can, sometimes on weekends, on occasion in New York during the week, or sometimes they come out to Rhode Island. This week though, she decided to let me have the house to myself, well at least she said she wanted me to have the house to myself because she felt `I needed the space for a little bit, because when school started my life was going to be extremely hectic,' but I really feel she just wanted to spend a week alone with my dad in New York before I started back to school, and she wouldn't have that luxury anymore.

"Hello?" A friendly female voice asked.

"Hi mom."

"Oh hey sweetie."

"Sorry I didn't get your call today, I was out and I forgot my phone. I just got home a few minutes ago."

"It's okay, I figured you were out."

"Yeah, David dragged me to the mall with him."

"Dragged you...?" She questioned laughing.

"Yeah, I kinda wanted to stay here and finish my paper."

"Oh, and I'm sure you were really going to do that."

"Oh, I would have." I said, laughing.

"Well I am sorry honey, but your father and I were just about to walk out the door."

"Okay, well I was just calling to tell you that everything is okay, Kristin and her sister Laura are coming over, so you can call if you need to."

"Okay sweetie, see you Sunday night if I don't call you before that."

"Wait, before you come home, can you go get me another Armani shirt, you know my white one, well it is a long story, but it got ruined by ice cream."

"Okay sweaty will do, love you, bye."

"Tell dad I say hi."

"Will do."

"Bye."

After hanging up with my mom, I finished my paper for school and just chilled on my bed watching TV. At around seven, I thought I heard a car drive up. As I was about to check out the window, I heard someone, either Kristin or Laura yell "Hello?" Normally my dog would go ballistic if someone other than a member of my family comes in, but he likes Kristin and Laura. I came down the hall to see my dog wagging his tail and excitingly welcoming them, he is like a butler, only ten times cuter than any butler would be.

"Hey guys, what's happenin'?" I asked.

"Hey Andy, hello Comet, yes it's nice to see you too." Kristin said.

"We brought provisions." Said Laura holding up a case of Smirnoff and case of Mike's Hard Cranberry Lemonade.

"That's my girls."

Now Kristin and Laura being sisters don't look anything like it. If you didn't know their personalities you would never have guessed it. Laura, being the older one by two and a half, three years, is the taller with blonde hair, and Kristin is the younger, being older than me by exactly one day short of six months. She looks more like her mom, being shorter with brown hair. They are both pretty girls, and I love them to death, they are just awesome all around. They are always willing to give advise on anything, they are always there to give you a hug when you are down, and they are great to party with. What more could you want in a friend? Kristin goes to school with me and we have been good friends for a couple of years now. Laura went to school with my sister, but she was a year younger than her. They hated each other though, but my sister and I don't get along all that well either, so I don't blame Laura.

I took the `provisions' from Laura and led the way to my room. As we entered Kristin said, "You always have the coolest stuff, Andy." I smiled as I sat on my couch, while Kristin crashed on my bed, and Laura plopped down next to me. I shut my TV off which I had left on from before.

"Nice room Andy," Laura said looking around. "Damn you even have one of those wall mounted flat screen TVs! That's it, I ain't leavin' this room, or this house for that matter." She said taking off her shoes and making herself comfortable. I laughed and said: "Well you can stay the night if you want."

"We planned on it." They said in unison.

"Our bags are in still in the car." Stated Kristin. I laughed even harder.

"You two are too funny, anyways this is why I wanted you to come over." I said while handing Laura the napkin with Eric's number on it. "I really don't know what to do." Laura's eyes lit up and she yelled:

"Andy got a guys number!"

"Go Andy, you dog!" Kristin yelled as she looked at what was written on the napkin, and playfully punched me in the arm.

"How did this happen?" Asked Laura handing me back the napkin. I told them the story about bumping into Eric.

"See, my theory about finding love when you least expect it, it totally legit." Stated Kristin.

"Well don't get to carried away about `love,' but yeah, an opportunity for it, I guess you could say, but anyways I don't know what to do." I replied.

"Call him, duh." Said Laura.

"Well that's a given." I responded. "But what do I say when I call? When should I call?" I asked a little timidly.

"Well what time is it?" I looked over at my clock, which read 7:42.

"It's 7:45."

"Wait like twenty minutes and then call." Said Laura.

"Well what do I say?"

"He said leave a message right?" Asked Kristin.

"Yeah."

"Then just say `Hey, it's Andrew, the guy with the ice cream from the mall today. My number is blah, get back to me whenever about getting together.'" Said Kristin.

We chilled for the twenty minutes, I was kind of nervous; don't ask why, so I had a Mike's. I'm a lightweight so by the time 8:10 came around, I wasn't drunk, but I was really hyper and laughing at everything. I picked up the phone and dialed the number on the napkin. It rang a couple of times, I was expecting it to ring a few more times and a machine to come on, but instead the line was picked up, and a voice said "Hello?" I wasn't expecting this, and said "Umm..." my mind froze, and I hung up.

"SHIT! He picked up, he picked up, what do I do, what do I do?" I asked flipping out on Kristin and Laura.

"So you hung up?" Asked Kristin, both her and her sister looked at each other and burst out laughing. Between gasps of air and laughter I managed from Kristin's mouth "You are such a pansy." After five minutes of laughter, Laura caught her breath and said, "Call him back and say the same thing you were gonna say in the message, only have a conversation with him. Just be yourself Andy, you will do fine."

"Okay, I can do this," I said to myself. "I can do this." I picked up the phone and hit the `redial' button. Again it rang a couple of time and the same voice answered,

"Hello?"

"Hi, uh, is this Eric?"

"Yes it is, and this would be...?"

"Oh, uh, Andrew, the guy with the ice cream from the mall today." By now Laura and Kristin both had theirs heads pressed against mine, trying to hear what was going on.

"Oh, hey dude, yeah, the ice cream accident at the mall today. Definitely not one of my shining moments." Eric said chuckling.

Kristin and Laura, both having a few to many drinks already, thought this was the funniest thing ever said, fell on the floor, giggling in hysterics.

"Dude, that wasn't that funny."

"Oh no, that wasn't me," I said laughing, "I have a couple of friends over, and they have sorta had a little to much to drink, and they were listening to our conversation..." He chuckled at this, oh how sexy that was.

"Hey, I hear ya on that one, I would be getting ready to go out partying about now, but I have reading to do. Actually the reading is for the class I had to run off to today."

"That sucks." I replied.

"Nah, it's not that bad, but thanks for pulling me away from it."

"Oh no problem, I know how it feels."

"That wasn't you who hung up on me, a few minutes ago, by any chance, was it?"

"Yeah, that was me. I wasn't expecting you to pick up, and I was in the middle of a conversation, and I didn't know what to say, sorry." I said.

"Hey, it's okay"

"Well anyways, back to this shirt business."

"Yes, this stained shirt, again, I am really sorry about that."

"Hey man, it wasn't entirely your fault you really don't have to..." He cut me off.

"Yes, but we settle this at the mall, I am buying you a new one. What kind was it?"

"Umm...Express, Structure, same thing." I lied.

"Oh okay, I thought it looked like Armani, but I guess I was wrong."

"Nope, it was Express."

"Okay, well when and where should I meet you."

"Well I am free tomorrow, what about you?"

"Well I am busy in the morning, but how about I meet you at Ben and Jerry's around one? How does that sound?"

"Sounds great."

"All right, well I'll see ya tomorrow then, one o'clock."

"Okay cya, bye."

"Wait, Andrew..."

"Yeah...?"

"Can I have your number? Just incase anything comes up."

"Yeah sure, it's 835-2431."

"Thanks, well I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, bye." With that, I hung up.

"Oh my god, his voice is sooo sexy." I said falling back onto my bed.

"Andy's got a date, Andy's got a date." Laura cheered like an eight-year-old girl, in a bubbly giggle.

"Oh I wish it was a date, but he's probably as straight as a board." I replied.

"Actually there is a board in our garage that is warped." Kristin said seriously with a spaced out look on her face. This caused Laura and I to look at each other and burst out in to fits of giggles.

"Oh...My...God...Kristin... you...are...sooo...wasted..." I managed between gasps for air.

"No, I only had like three Smirnoffs, and two Mikes." She said defensively, causing another round of laughter.

"You two drank everything!" I exclaimed. "Now what are we going to do?"

"Lets get this party started!" Laura yelled. "Where is the Tequila?"

"Umm... let me go get it." I said, as I went and got a case of bottled water, and a bottle of Tequila, complete with a few shot glasses.

"Here we are ladies, my treat for the evening."

"I love, love, love, love, love Tequila shots!" yelled Kristin.

Once the Tequila starting going down, I started to loose control of myself, and my memory started to fade. Though, I do remember the blasting music, and me dancing seductively on my bed. Both Kristin and Laura flashed me a few times, which caused me to blindfold myself for about a half hour, and the last thing I remember is bawling my eyes out about who knows what. It could have been a stubbed toe, it could have been self pity, I wasn't really sure. Yet a fun time, filled with laughter and entertainment, was had by all.

As I opened my eyes the next morning, I had no clue what was going on. I was snuggled up to Laura like she was a pillow; I probably drooled on her at some point that night. But there she was asleep on my bed, she looked really uncomfortable, her neck was all kinked, and her arm that was under me, probably lost circulation and was asleep. The water trick had worked, because I didn't have that bad of a head ache, though I did have to take a piss that would have made the Niagara Falls looks like a puny trickle. As I stumbled my way back into my room, I must have woken Laura.

"Morning..." I said yawning. She just mumbled what I think was a "hi," though I am not quite sure. She headed into the bathroom, only to appear a few minutes later a little more awake.

"Hey, do you have any Tylenol, or Advil somewhere?" She asked still groggy.

"Yeah I do, but you aren't supposed to take it for a hangover, bad for the liver, they say." I said flatly, still half asleep.

"How can you possibly think about that kind of thing this early in the morning, and especially when you feel like shit?" She asked.

"Well it is ten o'clock." I responded, pointing at the clock on my bedside table. "Well I'm gonna go get some juice, you want anything?" I asked Laura.

"Yeah, my mouth is really dry." She responded as I lead her through the house to the kitchen. After getting our OJ we sort of just stood there for a few minutes drinking. I finally asked,

"I just fell asleep that way, right?"

"Pardon...?" She said.

"Last night, I just fell asleep that way right, I didn't do anything I would regret right...?" I asked timidly, causing her to laugh.

"Oww..." she said rubbing her forehead. "No, nothing happened silly, you were bawling your eyes out about something, I think about your dad, I don't know, my memory is sorta shaky, and you were mumbling. You fell asleep hugging me, and I didn't feel like moving you, and I guess I fell asleep too."

"Oh okay, good. I was a little freaked out when I woke up this morning." I said chuckling.

A little later Kristin made her way into the kitchen. She got herself a glass from the cupboard, took the OJ out of the fridge and downed it, without saying a word. The rest of the morning was like that, the three of us not saying much, just hanging around, nursing what was left of our hangovers. We each did our thing in the bathroom getting ready for the day ahead. Yet at around eleven thirty, my mind landed on Eric.

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" I yelled looking at the clock, jumping up off my bed.

"What's wrong dude?" Asked Kristin.

"It's eleven thirty, I have to meet Eric at the mall at one, and I have no idea how I am going to get there!" I yelled worriedly.

Laura thought for a second and then said, "Well there was some stuff that I was gonna go and get tonight, but I guess I can get them this afternoon, so I could take you if you wanted."

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"Yeah."

"Oh my god, thank you soooo much. I owe you big time."

"Hey no problem buddy, last night was a blast."

For the next half hour I went crazy, trying to figure out what to wear. I think I tried on every piece of clothing that I have ever owned. I finally opted for a pair of worn blue jeans, a light blue plaid shirt, that I kept untucked, but buttoned must of the way up, over a simple gray heather tee-shirt, topped off with my trusty, old, worn, black, dress shoes. I checked myself in the mirror one last time, checking my hair before we left.

"Andy, you look cute, but if we don't leave now, we are never going to get there on time." Kristin said, pulling at my arm, trying to get me to leave my room.

"Okay, okay." I said grabbing my wallet, keys and cell phone. I locked up the house and we pilled into Laura's Bimmer.

Now the Providence Place Mall is impossible to get too. You go through so many turns, and up and down so many inclines on the highway. I swear the engineer was on crack. When you take the exit to get to the mall, you are directly in front of it, and then you turn and go like 5 miles out of your way to get to it. The exits look like a roller coaster, I swear. Then once you are to the mall, going into the parking garage, the first thing you do is make an 180° turn in almost 20 feet, while going up a 70° incline. Now the mall itself is a story. I know the people who got the contract to construct it, and Buddy (the infamous ex-convict mayor of Providence) cut so many corners that they walked off the job. I don't blame them; I wouldn't want to be responsible if the mall collapsed. It sways 12 inches in the wind. Now someone tell me that that is not safe.

By the time we got the parking stub, and Laura parked the car it was already one. So we went into the mall, but we had parked on the first floor, and Ben and Jerry's is on the third floor in the food quart area. Now again, the Providence Place Mall is very classis. All the expensive stores are on the first floor, and the higher up the floor the cheaper. We headed up the maze of escalators, and finally made it to the third floor.

When we got off the escalator, Kristin and Laura pulled me aside. They looked me over to make sure I hadn't done anything to myself in the car, but I was fine. I was expecting one of them to lick their finger and wipe something off my face, but neither of them did, luckily.

"All right ladies, it's game time." I said taking a deep breath.

"Well we are gonna watch from a distance, check him out, and make sure he doesn't abduct you, okay?" Said Laura.

"Good thinkin'!" and with that, I walk down to Ben and Jerry's.

Before turning the corner, I looked back at them, and Kristin gave me the thumbs up. As I turned the corner, there he was, standing, looking around; he hadn't quite spotted me yet, but as I walked closer, he saw me, and that knee-buckling smile appeared on his face.

"Here we go." I said to myself while walking nearer to him.

"Hey Eric." I said when I reached him, smiling back.

"Hey dude, I thought you were never gonna show up."

"I know sorry, I had to drag my friend out of the house."

"It's okay, I was only bustin' on ya." He replied.

We stood there for a couple of seconds smiling at each other, an awkward silence building.

"So you got a ride with your friend?"

"Yeah, her and her sister." I replied.

"Oh, the ones from last night?"

"Yeah, she was coming up here anyways, so she gave me a ride."

"I see." He said, still smiling at me, never breaking eye contact. "Well it is nice to see you in clean cloths."

I laughed a little at this, and replied, "It is nice to be wearing clean cloths."

"Well...do you want to go get the shirt now?" He asked.

"Yeah, that is what we came for right?" I said, causing his smile to fade a little. `SHIT!' I thought. "Or did you want to do something else also?"

"Well it doesn't matter, I don't have anything else to do for the rest of the day, but if all you wanted to do was get your shirt, that is fine."

`Are you kidding, and spend more time with this hottie.' I thought

"No, no, we can do other stuff."

"Well you want to go get the shirt now, and then do something afterwards."

"Sounds like a plan."

"So where are we going again?"

"Shit." I said allowed. "There isn't a men's Express at this mall, just the women's, we would have to go to Warwick."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. That's cool with me, I guess I'm driving since you got a ride here."

As we walked to the parking garage I called Kristin on her cell phone.

"Hello?" She said picking up.

"Hey Kris, it's Andy."

"Oh hey, why are you calling? What happened? What's wrong?" She asked worried.

I laughed and responded, "No, nothing is wrong, just let me talk to your sister."

"Okay, one sec." He said.

"Hey Andy, what's happenin'?"

"Umm, well we forgot that there isn't a men's Express here, so we are going down to Warwick."

"Well what time are you gonna be back so I can give you a ride home?" She asked.

"I'm not sure, let me ask." I said. "Hey Eric, what time do you think we will be back here?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Cuz Laura is giving me a ride home."

"Oh well I can give you a ride home if you want?" He replied.

"Really? I live in Jamestown."

"Yeah, that's fine, I've never really been down that way, so it will be a new experience for me, plus I hear Jamestown is really pretty."

"Okay, cool." I said. "Hey Laura?"

"Yeah Andy?" she replied.

"Eric is gonna give me a ride home."

"Is he sure?"

"Yeah, it's fine."

"Oh okay, well have a good time then. And don't do anything is wouldn't."

I laughed at that. "That wouldn't be very much dear, I'll call you guys later."

"Okay, bye Andy, have fun."

With that I hung up, and we continued our walk to his car. Like Laura, he had parked on the first level. So it took us some time to get there. I followed him over to his car, and damn it was nice.

"Damn, nice car dude." I exclaimed as I opened the door to his maroon BMW X5.

"Thanks, it was a gift from my parents."

"That's cool."

"Well, it wasn't necessarily a gift, my old car which I bought myself, was totaled last year."

"Oh that sucks, how'd that happen?" I asked

"A damn drunk driver ran a red light and broad sided me. Totaled the passenger side of the car. My parents took pity on me, and bought me this baby."

"You didn't get hurt did you?" I asked concerned.

"No, I was fine, that is what side impact bars, and airbags are for."

"Well you were still lucky."

"Yes I was." He said smiling quickly taking his eyes off the road and glancing at me.

He paid the one-dollar for parking, and we headed south to Warwick. When we got out of the darkness of the parking garage he put his sunglasses on, and damn they made him look even hotter. Since he was sitting down, his khaki shorts had ridden up his gorgeous legs, allowing the eye to view more of this hunk. It may have only been a few inches, but Eric was damn hot, and the more I could see of him, the happier I would be. I had to get my mind on a different subject though; otherwise they were going to get me in trouble down bellow.

"So, you pimped this baby out at all?" I asked.

"No, not really. My parents put a lot in it. The premium sound system, the sport package, all that good stuff, I think it is loaded except for the GPS system. But that doesn't really matter, cuz I am pretty good with directions, plus you can't have the in dash CD player with it, you either have to get the trunk or glove box mounted one, and that is a pain."

"Yeah, it would be trying to drive."

"So what radio station do you want?"

"Umm, doesn't matter."

"Well if we were in your car right now, what would you be listening to."

"Well it what would depend on what was on the radio." I replied smiling.

"Well, lets see what is on." He said, turning on the radio. At the moment it was on Hot 106 and there was some pretty bad rap on, so I saw what he had for presets. We pretty much had the same ones, I hit number six, and it was Z100, the best station ever, 80's music kicks major ass.

"Yeah man, Z100, I love this station." I said. Commercials were on at the moment so I kept searching. I don't know what station I ended up on, but John Mayer's `You're Body is a Wonderland' was on.

`Good choice, good choice." He said glancing over at me, and smiling.

"You like John Mayer?" I asked

"Of course man, he music is awesome. His lyrics are really good, very true, and he is just awesome at the guitar."

`Plus his voice is really sexy' I thought.

For the rest of the ride to the Warwick mall we just got to know each other, you know, the little stuff, for instance likes, and dislikes. We told anecdotes about our lives and our families, most of them being comedies. We found out we have a lot in common. He is a really awesome guy, and I found it so easy to open up to him, which for me is a really hard thing to do. The thing that I liked about him the most, was that when I was telling him a story, or answering a question, he stayed completely focused on me, well as much as he could since he was driving, but he would look over at me and show me that warm, heart melting smile. Good thing I was sitting down, other wise I probably would either fainted, or my knees would have given out.

We arrived at the mall, I found a white shirt that I liked, and he bought it for me. We joke the whole time, still telling funny stories about our selves. I almost knocked over a manikin, which caused us to go off on stories about how clumsy we can be. We were learning more and more about each other as the minutes went by. I found I was telling him things that I have never told anyone, not even David. I was definitely having a great time, and I was hoping that he was too.

"So now what do you want to do? It is only like 2 o'clock." He asked.

"Hmm... what could we do?" I wondered aloud.

"Hmm..." We both said, thinking.

"I know what we can do. But we have to go to Seekonk to do it." I said

"I don't mind driving."

"Okay, well we could go to the Seekonk Grand Prix, they have mini-golf and go-cart racing."

"I haven't done either of those in a while." He said.

"Well it is settled then, to the Bat mobile." I joked.

"Damn it man, how did you know I was Batman?"

"The tight, black spandex was a dead give away dude, sorry."

"I knew I should have changed..." He joked.

The drive to Seekonk was uneventful, we talked some more, we also just sat in silence, enjoying each other's company, well at least I enjoyed his company.

"Are you competitive when it comes to mini-golf?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, I get in fights all the time over putt-putt." He joked.

"Really, did it get that bad?"

"Yeah man, the guy I was playing with was totally cheating."

"Oh, I totally hate that. You know, contact miniature golf, its all the rage in Europe." I said, being sarcastic.

"Really, I didn't know that." He said with a surprised face, I would have thought he was serious if he hadn't started to chuckle a little, a minute later.

"Well I hope you didn't get hurt in any those putt-putt fights. Putters can do a lot of damage I'm told." I asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Nah, I can take care of myself." He replied.

"Oh really? You think you could take me?"

"I'm not sure dude, how tall are you?" He asked.

"5'7" and a half, what about you?"

"6'4"" He said a little cocky.

"Yeah, well just cuz you are over a half foot taller than me doesn't mean I can't kick your ass." I joked.

"Yeah, yeah, you think that tough guy." He replied.

Once we got there we decided to play mini-golf first. We were both pretty bad, but again we weren't really focused on the golf, well I wasn't anyways. I was either to busy focusing on him, or laughing so hard I missed hitting the ball a couple of times. We joked around some more about how bad we were and decided that some go-cart racing was necessary.

The go-carts didn't go very fast, and we weren't allowed to bump each other, but we still had fun. We bought like ten rides worth of tickets each, and on one of the rides, I found six tickets in the seat of my car, so we had another three rides apiece. It was a blast though; the slick track was the best. By the time we used up out last tickets, it was a little after five.

"Well what do you want to do now?" I asked.

"I'm kinda hungry, you want to grab something to eat?"

"Yeah, I am sorta too. Where do you want to go?"

"We could go back to Providence and go to some place on Thayer Street." He suggested

"Sounds good to me."

So we went and had dinner. The food took a bit longer than I expected, but it was okay because I got to sit across from Eric and look into his eyes as I talked to him. His big brown pools, they were so amazingly expressive, and so sexy. He stared into my own eyes, and down into my soul, this was the only time so far that night that suggested that he might be attracted to me. Eyes, though, are the most amazing organs. They are the only thing on the human body that is fully developed when we are born. They are also the most expressive, speaking emotion constantly. They can give away a lie, yet they can also calm, with tender love. This is why I have always found eyes one of the most attractive attributes to a person.

At dinner, Eric's eye sparked constantly, and his gaze, pulled me in and caused me to get lost in them. At one point he said something, and I was too busy staring at him to hear what he said. The whole time I wanted to lean across the table and kiss his delicious lips. When we finished eating we split the bill, and headed out to his car.

"Well it is six thirty, what do you want to do?"

"Well we could head down to my house. No one is home, so we could just chill for a little while." I suggested.

"Yeah, that would be fun."

On the way to his car I noticed he had Pennsylvania plates. "So you are from PA, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, I live outside of Philly."

"That's cool, what brought you to Brown?" I asked.

"Well my dad pretty much made it necessary that I go to an Ivey League school. The only, non-Ivey schools that I could go to were Johns Hopkins and Duke. Penn was to close; I didn't like Duke very much, all the other Ivies other than Brown were to snobby, I really liked Hopkins, but I loved Brown the most. Providence is such an awesome city. It is really small, but really alive."

"What year are you?"

"I'm a senior."

"Really, wow, so you are 21, 22?"

"I'll be 22 in February."

"Oh, what are you majoring in?"

"I'm in PreLaw, but I'm also gonna minor in bio."

"What are you gonna do with that?"

"Well I hope to get into Law School, and I find bio quite interesting, plus it makes me stand out."

"Oh, I see, my sister is doing the same thing, well sorta the same thing. She's a bio major, and chem., and is working on her major in Latin American Studies."

"What about you?"

"What about me?" I asked.

"Where do you go to school what are majoring in, the same thing you asked me."

This caused me to burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?" He asks with a questioning look on his face.

"Me..." I asked pointing at myself. "What am I majoring in?" I burst into laughing again. "How old do you think I am?" I asked finally catching my breath.

"I don't know, 18, I thought you were a freshman somewhere." He said, still with the questioning look on his face.

I laughed a little more and said, "No, I am not even in college, dude, I'm only a junior in high school."

"Really?" He asked flabbergasted. "You look, and act like you're eighteen."

"Yeah, I'm only sixteen. Hence why I got a ride to Providence, I can't drive."

"Wow, I am so stupid, I really thought you were eighteen, but that's okay, it doesn't matter, you are a cool guy." He said with a dumbfounded look on his face.

"I am just the coolest aren't I?" I said joking.

About half way to my house Eric asked if I wanted to stop at Blockbuster and get a movie. I directed him to the Blockbuster nearest to my house. I didn't really care what we saw. He didn't either so he told me to close my eyes and just pick a movie blindly off one of the shelves. I did as he said and closed my eyes and proceeded to walk blindly around the store, him making sure I didn't bump into any shelves. As I walked into one of the isles and turned to my right, I grabbed for a movie.

All I could hear was his chuckle as I opened my eyes and looked at the flick I had picked up too. I started cracking up myself. The title of the movie was "Armagetiton," and on the cover were two blondes with big boobs riding an asteroid, kissing each other. I couldn't stop laughing. I had tears in my eye I was laughing so hard.

"Dude, I don't know what you are expecting to do tonight, but count me out!" exclaimed Eric as I put the movie back on the shelf. I couldn't speak I was laughing so hard.

"I think we have had our comedy for the night, how about a scary movie, you can't go wrong with one of those. I mean if it doesn't scare you, it will make you laugh." He said. Still laughing I nodded my head and headed towards the `Horror' section. He picked up `The Exorcist' and asked,

"How's this?"

"Fine with me."

We paid, and headed toward my house. As we reached the top of the bridge he asked how to get to my house. As he crossed the spit, where the town beach is and headed up the small hill, Eric said,

"The views from these houses must be phenomenal."

As he pulled up to the opening in the low stonewall which a cast iron gate closed off, I got out and opened it for him. Normally I have the luxury of pressing a button and it electronically opens, but since his car didn't have the code programmed in yet, and yes there could be a yet, I had to get out and manually punch it in. We drove down the little winding driveway that lead to me house. Eric saw the small `10 MPH' sign posted, and laughed.

"I have one just like that at my house."

"Really? Isn't it funny? I get a little chuckle every time I drive by it."

"Same here."

Eric pulled around the front circle and stopped at the door of the old house. I walked up the front steps and unlocked the large oak door that was the main entrance to the house; I went over and shut off the security system. Comet ran up to me waging his tail, now Comet is a medium sized dog. He is the perfect size. He can crawl into your lap, but you can still do things with him like go for a run, or go swimming with. He is a mute, but he is adorable. He is tan, and shorthaired so you don't have to worry about brushing him. I love him to death, and he is by far my best friend. He knows me best, and I know him best. He is very protective of me. If you yell at me, he will growl at you, but we feel this was because before we got him from the pound, some man abused him, because he hates men he doesn't know, and always barks at guys who have beards and wear hats, even if he knows them.

Eric though, had no problem getting in. Comet ran up to him, sniffed him a little checked him out, and then jumped up into his lap trying to give him kisses. Comet obviously liked him. This was a good sign.

"Your dog is funny." Eric said laughing, as Comet ran back to me wagging his tail so fast that his whole back end was moving side to side with it.

"You want to go out?" I asked Comet, this caused him to go even crazier, so I opened the door and let him out. He just ran off probably around to find a ball, his favorite thing in the world. Once you throw him a ball, he will be your friend for life, and will never leave you alone. He is smart too, he can pick the suckers out of the crowd and knows who to approach and drop the ball in front of.

"What kind of dog is he, I have never seen one like him before."

"Well he is a mute, but he is like 80 percent Pharaoh hound."

"Like Egyptian, kinda pharaoh?"

"Yup, like the kind that are on hieroglyphics, the first domesticated bread of dog."

"That's cool, he seems like an awesome dog."

"He is, I love him to death."

"Is he always that hyper?"

"Well yes and no. He hasn't had much attention today and has been locked up in the house, so he is really crazy, take him for a run or play ball with him for like a half hour and he will calm down a little."

I lead Eric to the sunroom, and sat down on the couch, making myself comfy.

"Wow, that is a gorgeous view!" Exclaimed a wide-eyed Eric, looking out the huge windows, down to the old jagged cliff like rocks, where the giant waves of the Atlantic Ocean crashed against them, splashing into giant rapids of foamy white water, beyond that, just the blue horizon.

"This is the reason why my mom bought the house so many years ago. You wanna go down?"

"Sure." Said Eric still a little wide eyed.

We went out the mudroom door near the kitchen, and walked down across the hundred feet of pristine lawn, that lead to the water. The breeze off the water ruffled my hair a little. The noise of the waves crashing filled my ears with their thunderous boom.

"Wow, it is even more impressive out here." Said Eric softly.

I sat down on one of the rocks, looking bellow me at the water as it gurgled and foamed. Eric remained standing a few feet away, just looking out at the view. He stood there for a few minutes, as I sat, both of us not saying a word, just staring out toward to blue abyss. The sun was setting, painting a beautiful scheme of color against the clouds in the sky. He sat down next to me on the rock so close he was touching my side. I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn't want to look. I was afraid that some expression on my face would give me away. I mean what if he was straight. Nothing at all tonight clearly pointed to a chance that he was gay.

`Who was that girl he was with the other day? It was probably his girlfriend.' I thought. Between thinking about Eric, and the feelings that I had for him, and just being out on the rocks, with the waves crashing while watching the sunset, I must have gotten zoned out, because the next thing I heard was, "Andrew, you there?"

"Hmm?" I mumbled turning my head quickly looking at Eric questioningly. I felt him take my hand in his, his long, soft fingers, slowly rubbing the knuckled of my hand.

The look on my face at this point must have been very amusing, because he slowly started chuckling. That was when I was confused beyond believe. His head slowly crept toward mine. As his lips slowly touched mine, electricity shot through me at more than 120 volts. Benjamin Franklin and his puny kite would have been sent to shame. As he slowly backed his head away, those gorgeous lips now held that warming smile. The one that made me knees weak.

"Wha...wha...what...was that?" I asked as I slowly stuttered. He just chuckled again. At this point my heart was beating a mile a minute.

"Well if you had heard me a second ago, while you were in a daze, I said that today I have developed really strong feelings for you." He said, circling my knuckles with his fingers.

His motions were sending shivers up my spine. My eyes were still focused on his head. His big brown eyes were still there, watching me intently. His lips, the same as ever, tender and full. I had only slightly gotten a taste of them, but I was begging for more. Again, his head slowly made a descent towards mine. The butterflies were now flapping about in my stomach again, as his head was only inches away now. By instinct I knew to close my eyes and waited as his lips again, softly touched to mine. The electricity was back and felt amazing.

His mouth opened a little followed slowly by mine, as his tongue entered my mouth, slowly grazing mine. We remained like this for what seemed an eternity, just slowly grazing and exploring each other's mouths, in reality it probably only lasted a minute or so. Though when it was over, I felt an immense longing for the touch of his lips on mine again.

As I opened my eyes, he was looking at me again. His big brown eyes, staring into the depths me, all the way down to my soul. It was not a probing stare, but one searching for my reaction, searching for something to gauge my feelings. I let out a huge sigh. He chuckled again. His laugh, oh how I love it. There is no word to describe it. It is sort of like a chuckle, but mixed with the giggle of a 12 year old.

His hand was still where it was before, only now it was stationary, just resting on top of mine. His other was now on my waste. I looked at him questionably as he so very gently picked me up and sat me between his long legs, my back leaning against his chest. He wrapped his strong arms around me, and I could feel his warm breathe on the back of my neck. I felt completely relaxed, and safe.

"That was your first kiss, wasn't it?" he asked, his lips next to my left ear.

I couldn't see his face but I bet he still has that wonderfully warming smile on his lips, proud of his recognition.

"Yeah, it was," I answered. "How could you tell? Was I that bad?"

"No, not at all. It was amazing. I could tell because of the expression of you face afterwards, that's all."

I turned my head to look at him."

"That look, that smile, it is adorable. You are adorable," he stated as I started to blush.

"I don't know how you thought I didn't have feelings for you. How could anyone not?"

I blushed again, this time a deeper shade of crimson. He kissed me again. At this point I had realized I had hardly spoken a word to him.

"I really had no idea, I thought that girl you were with yesterday was your girlfriend or something." I stated.

"Who Caroline?"

"Yeah I guess, the one who was waving her hands."

"No silly, she is my best friend."

"Oh, I am so stupid."

"No, you're not, a lot of people think that, we are really close, and act like it a lot, but we are really just best friends."

"Oh okay, I believe you." I said, as he kissed me softly on the side of the neck, one more time.

We just sat there, neither of us saying anything, just listening to each other breathing. We didn't need to say anything. We felt safe and comforted just being with each other, watching the sun slowly fade beyond the horizon, setting off a scheme of pastel colored clouds that were still in the sky. We sat there a little longer, until I started to shiver.

"How long have we been sitting out here?" He asked.

"I looked at his watch" and stated "about an hour."

"Geeze! I think we should go back inside." He said as again he kissed me on the side of my neck.

As he stood up, he pulled me up also, never letting go of my hand anytime since we started to talk. We walked back up to the house, entering through the mudroom door.

When I heard the door shut two long arms engulfed me from behind and a kiss was planted on the side of my neck.

"Do you want something to eat or drink?" I asked, "The food in the fridge is all yours... I said as I stuck out my tongue and ran off down the hallway leading to the kitchen. He easily caught me again, wrapping those long, strong arms around me. I tried to wiggle free, but the vise was too tight.

"You aren't going anywhere mister." He said, "but you are going to lead me to the living room where we can watch the movie." I attempted again to get away, but to no avail. I gave into his suggestion; I brought him into the entertainment room and plopped down on the couch as he let me go.

I picked up the phone and checked for messages, luckily there were none, so I got up and put on the movie.

"I am gonna go get some food while the previews are going. You want something?" I asked

"Sure, how about some popcorn."

"Anything for you. You want anything to drink while I'm up?"

"Umm, how about a soda, I don't care what kind. I am not picky."

"Alrighty, be back in a sec."

I went into the kitchen and just leaned against the counter and sighed. I couldn't believe what had happened. I must have been beaming at that moment thinking back on the most amazing hour of my life. I had to have been sitting there for a while because Eric came in smiling at me.

"I was wondering what was taking you so long. I thought I might come make sure everything was all right, that you hadn't died somehow." He joked.

"No, I'm okay. I guess I just got spaced out thinking about things."

"Like what?"

"Oh, nothing big, I was thinking about the last few hours of my life and how amazing I feel right now."

"I see." He said pensively "Amazing is a positive adjective, correct?" he asked with a nervous look on his face, I could tell her wasn't being funny, but very serious.

"Yes, definitely." I responded.

"Well, what about the popcorn and those drinks." He stated, knocking us out of our little moody conversation.

"Umm, the drinks are in the fridge. Get what you want, and I will start the popcorn."

"Okie Dokie" He stated.

As the popcorn finished I placed it in a bowl and we headed for the entertainment room. He sat down on the coach, and as I gave him the bowl of popcorn he pulled me down next to him. "Umph" I sounded as I hit the couch, almost knocking the popcorn on top of myself. Eric just smiled at me smugly as I gave him a disapproving glare.

"Have you ever seen this movie before?" He asked

"No, have you?"

"Yeah. It scared me shitless the first time," He said smiling.

"Oh" I stated. "I don't really get scared during movies, normally I just laugh."

"Whatever" he said with a sly look.

He was right. The movie was scary. There was more than once that I jumped out of my skin. I found myself slowly moving towards him. I got really startled and snuggle right up to him. He just put his arms around me and held me tight. When the movie ended we basically stayed in the same positions not talking, just listening to each other breath. I felt so safe and comfortable sitting there snuggles in his arms. I don't know when I feel asleep but by the time the movie was over it was pretty late, so I am not surprised that I did.

***

As my eyes slowly opened the next morning, I felt something against my back. As I wiggled a little, I was pulled backwards and held tight. It all came flooding back to me. I realized I must have fallen asleep, and so must have he. I was still on the couch, only now I was lying on my side, again with my back to his chest, his strong arms holding me tight to him. His breath on the back of my neck was giving me goose bumps. His breathing was now becoming faster and faster and I knew he was beginning to wake up. I wiggled around to face him as he was opening his eyes. He smiled at me, melting my heart. I smiled back. He leaned forward and kissed me. He opened his mouth and just explored some more. But I pulled away quickly.

"Eww... Morning Breath." I wined.

We both laughed. I ended up falling off the couch, causing us to laugh even harder.

"Are..." laugh, "you..." laugh "okay...?" He asked.

Laugh "Yeah..." laugh. I replied. He laughed for a little while longer. We talked some, nothing to important. The he looked down at his watch and said:

"Well, I hate to say this, but I have to go."

"Aww..." I winded "be I don't want you to!"

"But I have to, I gotta go home. One, I need to take a shower and put on some clean cloths, and I doubt that you have any here that are my size. Two, Caroline expects me home, and three she is gonna kill me because I didn't call and say I wasn't gonna be home for the night." He stated.

"All right, but do you want to do something tonight?"

"Do you want to?" He asked.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, a little to quickly I think.

"All right, I'll give you a call."

"Okay."

This whole conversation took place with me on the floor still. I got up and sat on the couch next to him as he put his shoes back on. I just watched him, his long fingers fumbling with the laces, the tendons of his fingers visible in his forearms. My eyes traveled up his arms to his biceps, and then to his shoulder. They kept traveling to his neck, and then to his head. I wrapped my arms around his waste, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I can't believe this has happened either." He said.

I just kept watching his hands pensively, even though they had stopped moving and were now dormant.

"Well I really have to go now, sorry cutie."

He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. Then he got up, pulling me up with him. I followed him to the door. He leaned over and kissed me on the lips. We stayed like that for a few minutes and then he left. I watched him walk out the door, get in his car, and drive away.

***

After Eric left I got ready for the day. I took a shower. I got dressed and ate some breakfast. I did a little reading in the book I was reading. I was sitting on the couch in my room, enjoying me book, when the phone rang. `I'll just let it ring, if it is important they'll leave a message' I thought. "Wait, it might be Eric." I said aloud, jumping up and running for the phone.

"Hello?" I asked in to the phone.

"Andy?" I head a high-pitched female voice on the line, the one I knew so well from other lengthy telephone conversations.
"Oh, hey Megs."

"Where have you been?" she asked a little pestered.

"Around. Why do you ask?"

"You have not." She stated. "I have been trying to get a hold of you since yesterday afternoon."

"Oh... yeah. I haven't really been home." I stated, cowardly.

"Well why not, I told you I was gonna call you when I got home, and you weren't picking up your cell either."

"Yeah... it is a long story."

"Well I've got a surprise for you."

"And that would be...?"

"You will see later, but I've got an idea. I need to go shopping cuz my jacket is getting holes in it, and I saw a cute one at Gap the other day. You can tell me your `long' story in the car."

"Well I have been to the mall two days in a row already."

"Please... I really need a new jacket."

"Oh all right..." I said defeated, "but that is all we are buying."

"Thank you Andy, I'll see you in about a half hour."

"All righty, see ya!"

"Bye Andy!"

I hung up the phone, and just sat around waiting for Meg. As I was walking to the front of the house to check to see is she had come yet, I saw a little light blue Audi pulling around the circle at the front of my house. I retrieved my jacket from the cedar closet in the entrance hall, and opened up the old oak door, only to be greeted by a short smiling girl. Now Meghan, Meg or Megsy as I call her for short, is not your average girl. For starters she is one of my best friends, we tell each other everything. She is a very bright, loving, caring, and funny individual. Her smile has been compared to Julia Roberts; it is one of those 100,000-watt smiles. She is very pretty, being that she is kind of short and extremely skinny, yet she isn't anorexic or bulimic or anything. She is obsessed with the rock opera "RENT" and hopes to aspire to be an actress or model herself. In other words, she is my Megsy.

"Hey Megsy!" I exclaimed as I hugged her.

"Hey Andy."

"Where the hell did you get the hot ride, mom get a new car?"

"No, that is why I called you last night, my dad got it for me!"

"You're kidding me?"

"Nope!"

"That is awesome!"

"Yeah I know..."

"Well let's test this baby out." I said as I got in the passenger side.

"What model is she?" I asked.

"An A4 Quattro, brand new, fully loaded. My dad even got the GPS navigation system for me."

"I wonder why." I stated smartly. "You probably got lost coming her today, even though you have been here a million times. Plus, it was a waste of money getting it for you, you won't be able to figure out how to use it."

"Funny, very funny. Just for your information, I only used it once on the way over today." She stated seriously.

I busted up laughing as she started the car, and she too busted up.

"Oh Megsy, what would I do without you?"

"I don't know babe."

She turned on the CD player and we rocked out to some "No Doubt" as we drove down my driveway. When she reached the main road she started to tell me her story.

"Yeah, my dad asked if I wanted to go get the pizza with him that he said he ordered. Instead, we ended up at Inskip. I asked him what we were doing her and he told me that he needed to get an extra key for my mom's car. I got all excited thinking that he would be giving me the key, which would mean I would get to drive my mom's car when she didn't need it, which then was a totally awesome thought. He came back to the car about fifteen minutes later, and tossed a key in my lap. I looked down on it, and on the keyless entry part, instead of there being the Mercedes logo, there was the Audi rings. So I asked him why he tossed me an Audi key instead of a Benz key, and he said because it was for my new car. It took me a second to realize what he said, and then I just flipped. I have never screamed "Oh My God" that loud before. I am surprised I didn't break the windshield it was so loud.

"That is awesome, I wish my dad would do something like that for me. Well I wish my dad would actually do something more for me than just a phone call here and there and see me on vacations and occasional weekends." I said sulking.

"Dude, don't get so down. Your dad loves you. Plus, what are you worrying about cars, you don't even have your license yet."

"True, true."

"And when you do get your license, I bet your dad will get you a Porsche."

"Hey, I am not that spoiled."

"Yeah, you're right. It would be more like your own Benz." She said joking.

"Oh shut up missy, just drive the car." I said as I lightly punched her in the shoulder.

"Hey, car rules, no hitting the driver."

"All right, your majesty."

"That's more like it."

"So have you named her yet?"

"Well you know me and `RENT.' I was thinking maybe Mimi. How does that sound?"

"With you, I think it fits perfectly."

"So what did you do last night after you brought Mimi home? Sleep in her?" I asked.

"Well Anne and I went out. We did another intellectual night on the town. We went to Starbucks, and got out coffee, then we went to Barnes and Nobles like right down the street, which is actually right next to Inskip." She laughed. "I felt that I should be weaning her from her family. While she was parked in the parking lot, she could still see her brothers and sisters, but yet she was free."

I laughed at this comment.

"Only you Megsy, only you."

"Yeah, after Barnes and Nobles, we decided to go to Felicia's to see if anyone good looking was working there. You know scope out guys for you, cuz they are all gay."

"Oh Megsy, you are too much." I laughed.

"Anyways, there is this really cute guy named Justin who is working there now, I think you should investigate." She said.

"Well speaking of boys, let me tell you what happened last night."

I proceeded to tell her my story of unexpected romance. The whole duration she gushed, and gasped, but kept quiet until I was done with narrating.

"Oh. My. God. You little shit. And I thought my night was amazing, I am sooooo jealous."

"And the best part is that he is calling me sometime to do something again tonight..." I added.

***

While Meg was paying for her jacket, my cell phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I said, answering it.

"Hey there, cutie." Said Eric.

"Oh hey, I was wondering when you were gonna call."

"Well... what are you up for tonight?"

"Umm, I don't care, dinner and a movie, sound good to you?"

"Sounds great, you want me to pick you up at home?" He asked like the gentlemen that he be.

"No, actually I am at the mall again, I know, I know, one of my other friend pitied me into going."

"I think you should take up rent there, geeze." He joked.

"I know, I know."

"Hey Andy, you ready to go?" Asked Meg.

"I'm on the phone with Eric."

"Oh, really? Oh la la." She said, making suggestive motions with her hands. "Well I gotta get going soon, I have to be home in like 35 minutes, cuz I am leaving for New York tonight, for that audition tomorrow."

"Hey Eric" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"What time can you pick me up here? Cuz Meg is leaving soon."

"Umm, do you think you can keep yourself occupied for a half hour to forty-five minutes?"

"Yeah I think so."

"Okay, I'll see you then, meet me at our spot."

"Okay bye, see you then."

"Well I am meeting Eric at Ben and Jerry's in a half hour." I said to Meg, hanging up.

"Okay, well then I think I am gonna go, I'm sorry I can't stay." She said, with an apologetic look on her face.

"Hey, don't feel bad, be happy, I'm meeting Eric in a half hour." I said, and as I thought this I felt all tingly. "And you will so kick ass in your audition."

"I hope, so."

"Oh, you know so."

"Thanks Andy." She said, with a big smile on her face as she gave me a hug. "I probably won't see you till school starts, but have fun with Eric tonight."

"Okay, bye babes."

"Bye loves."

I went over to Ben and Jerry's and sat at a small table, that was in a corner, out of the way, yet I could still watch people walk by, and I could look out the large panorama windows, overlooking Providence. I just sat there watching the people go by. I don't know how long I had been sitting, but I must have spaced out watching all the people go by. Sometimes I make up stories about their lives. It is just some joke or game that I like to play with myself, it keeps me occupied, and it lets my imagination run wild, which is the best part of all. But I was knocked out my daze when a mysterious individual tapped me on the shoulder. As I quickly turned around, I was welcomed by a warming smile, the one that makes my knees buckle; it was a good thing I was sitting down.

"Hey you!" He said.

"Hey you!" I replied.

"How long have you been sitting here? I walked right in front of you and didn't even notice. You had this goofy, spaced-out look on your face."

"Yeah, that happens a lot with me." I said as he laughed.

"So, where do you want to go to dinner?" He asked.

"I know what I want, but you probably will think it is disgusting."

"Well what's that?"

"SUSHI!"

"You like sushi?" He asked.

"No, I don't just like sushi, I loooove sushi!" I exclaimed, as he laughed again.

"Well I like sushi too." He stated.

"Well good, it is settled than."

"Which place do you want to go to?" He asked.

"Well we could go to the one in Warwick, Haruki's, cuz that is close to the movie theater." I responded.

"All right, next question. What movie do you want to go see?"

"Umm, I don't care, I don't care if we even see a movie."

"Okay... well we can go to dinner, then see what we feel like doing. How does that sound to you?"

"Sounds good to me." I responded as I got up and followed him to his car. We got in and headed to dinner. Nothing special happened at the restaurant, we basically just talked. Wed did end up going to see a movie. We saw `Simone.' It was a pretty good movie I thought. It had good acting, and the plot would have been very believable if it was more than one person who was doing everything. We got in Eric's car and he asked, "What do you want to do now?"

"I don't care, we could go back to my house."

"Okay, that's fine with me." He stated as he started the car and headed south. By the time we had reached our destination, it was 1:00AM. I yawned as I walked in the front door.

"If you are tired I can go." Eric said.

"No, that's okay" I replied as I took his hand and led him to my room. I deposited my shopping bags by my desk and plopped down on my couch. Eric plopped down next to me. He pulled me close to him and kissed my forehead. I looked up and him as I stifled a yawn.

"It's getting late," he said "Maybe I should get going."

"No, you can sty here tonight. I don't want you driving back to Providence at this time of night."

"Are you sure it is okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's fine, anyways I get to see you in the morning."

"Well where am I going to sleep?" He asked.

"You can sleep with me." I stated.

"Are you sure?"

"Yuppers."

"Absolutely positive?"

"Yes Eric."

"Okay, just making sure." He said.

As I walked over to my dresser and got out a tee-shirt and a pair of PJ bottoms I said "I am gonna go change, brush my teeth, and wash my face, make yourself comfortable." I went into my bathroom, which adjoins my room and changed, then proceeded to wash my face and brush my teeth.

As I opened the door and walked out of my bathroom, the sight that lie in front shocked me. Eric was laying on my bed watching TV in nothing but a pair of bright blue boxers with bubbles on them. I just sort of stood there and soaked up the sight. My eyes started at his large feet, they had to be at least a size twelve if not larger. I then worked my way up his long, strong legs. They were very defined from all the running he had done over the years. The amount of hair that dusted them was perfect, not too much, but enough that it gave a masculine, sexiness which made them delectable. My eyes proceeded to travel up to his thighs with were just as defined as the lower portions of his legs, and then to his boxers, which did not hide much. What do you expect from a man who stands six feet, four inches tall. His abs weren't washboard, but they were defined, and were covered by a treasure trail that went up past his navel. My eyes traveled up to his defined pectorals, and the little dusting of hair in the valley between the mounts of muscle. His beauty was topped off by his large biceps located on his arms, which he had wrapped around me so many times. He was beautiful. There aren't enough words in the universe to describe his beauty, let alone the English language.

I realized that I was standing at the bathroom door gawking at him. I walked over to the other side of the bed, hoping he hadn't noticed my stare.

"I take it you like what you see."

No, I was caught, which caused me to blush a bright crimson.

"You are so beautiful Eric."

"Well you aren't so bad yourself." He stated as he leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. His tongue prying at my lips, making it's way into my mouth exploring, wrestling with my own. His hands went around my waste, pulling me tight against him, out chests touching. I had never felt a kiss this passionate before. I felt him slide his left hand down my back, and rested it on my butt, as his right hand went up the back of my shirt. My brain was going into overdrive; the only thing I knew to do was mimic him. I roamed his back with my own hands, rubbing and touching every square inch of skin. My right hand roamed around to his chest as my left hand remained on his lower back, just lightly stroking his skin with the tips of my fingers. The fingers of my right hand drew the valleys and mountains of his chest and abdomen, memorizing every dip and curve. I played with the hairs on his chest a little, twisting them around my fingers, my legs wrapping around his, my toes massaging his calf muscles. I had never felt so much passion or electricity moving through my body. I was in heaven. Then I felt his right hand slide under the waste band of my pants, I wasn't really comfortable with this at the time, which caused me to pull away. Eric looked at me with worry and confusion in his eyes.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"No, no not at all. It was amazing it's just..." I paused "it's just that I am not ready for that yet." I stated as he smiled at my blank timid face.

"That's fine. I don't want to rush you at all." He said as he kissed me on the forehead. "I think it is time to turn out the lights." He stated after I yawned. I kissed him one last time on the lips while I could still see he beautiful face.

I turned around and hit the light switch, covering use in a blanket of darkness. He wrapped his arms around my waste and kissed me on the side of the neck. "Goodnight." He whispered into my ear.

"Goodnight." I responded, barely audible, for sleep had already taken over. The last thing I remember before I fell asleep was thinking how lucky I was, to have Eric in my life now.

***

That night I slept like a baby. It felt so safe, and so comfortable. I was awoken by the morning light shinning in my eyes and a soft yet pleasant rubbing on my stomach. It tickled a little, but it made me feel warm and tingly all over, all at the same time. My eyes opened slowly, and I was looked at the clock on my bed stand. It read 10:00 in bright blue letters.

"Good morning." Eric said kissing the side of my neck.

"Good morning you." I replied, rolling over to face him. I was greeted by that warm smile of his and a soft kiss on the lips.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Yes, very well. What about you?"

"Like a baby."

"That's good." I stated.

"Very." He replied.

We continued this lame conversation for about a half hour until my stomach started to growl.

"It looks like someone is hungry." Eric stated.

"Only for some lovin', hot stuff." I replied with a smug smile upon my face.

"Yes, definitely."

"Well what do you want?" He asked.

"I think I might make some pancakes, or maybe waffles." I stated.

"Umm pancakes would be good." Eric stated softly kissing me on the lips again.

"You know what song fits this moment perfectly?" I asked.

"No, what?" Eric said, expecting some sappy love song.

Though, I jumped up, standing on the bed, bouncing up and down yelling like a little kid "Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy, and I feel like lovin' you!" Eric just laughed and tried to pull me down on the bed next to him. I was too quick though. I jumped down and ran out of my room, down the hall. I could hear Eric not too far behind me. I mean, I took two strides for every ones of his. I ran around the house, listening as he caught up to me, and he finally did in the kitchen, grabbing me and wrapping me in his big strong arms. I tried to escape, but again to no avail.

"So how about we make those pancakes now." He stated.

"Fine with me." I replied as he loosed his grip around me, letting me open the door of the refrigerator. I must tell you again how amazing it feels to be held. I was warm, safe, secure, loved. It made me all warm and tingly inside, causing me to get goose bumps. I took the OJ and the ingredients to create my culinary masterpiece out of the fridge. In truth, the distraction of Eric caused me to almost burn them, but hey, it's the thought that counts, right? Well that is what I tell myself anyway. Breakfast went fine, we didn't talk much, we just looked into each other's eyes. I smiled shyly causing Eric to laugh at me.

"You are adorable. I could eat you up." He stated.

"Well I better make some more food then. I don't think I want to be eaten, thank you very much." Eric smiled at my corny joke. He helped me clean up the kitchen and such and we headed back to my room. I felt intent just holding his hand. I look up into his big brown eyes, God they were amazing. They drew in my attention, I was paralyzed looking into them, I couldn't' pull away. I don't think I blinked once.

"So what is on your agenda for the day?" He asked me, bringing me from my trance. I had to think a moment before I could respond.

"It's Sunday, right?" I asked.

"Yupp."

"Hmm... Well I need to do about two hours of homework, but I usually leave that till after dinner, which brings me to the subject of my mother who is coming home about 6:00. Other than that I think I am gonna just chill, maybe draw, or paint, or something relaxing. Probably talk to David sometime today, catch up on his life, and all the gossip, you know." I stated bluntly.

"I see, sounds interesting."

"What about you? Do you have anything planned?" I asked.

"I have no clue. I need to go home and do some reading at some point though." He stated.

"We could just chill and relax around here for a while, if that is okay with you?"

"I would love to."

For the rest of the day we sat about doing nothing, though, a lot of macking out was had. Eric ended up leaving and going back to providence at around 3:00. Once he left I started the mundane task of homework. I finished around 6:00 and mindlessly wondered around the house, waiting for my mom to arrive from New York. Around 6:30 I headed to the kitchen and was contemplating in my mind weather or not I should make myself something to eat, when I heard the door to the garage open and my mother making the same entrance she usually does. You know the one, the good old `Honey I'm home!' entrance. It always brings a smile to my face.

"I'm in the kitchen, mom." I shouted back to her. She came in with the same tired, stressed out look on her face, the same look that she has given my on most Sunday nights. She tilts her head, lets her tongue stick out of her mouth and sighs.

"Traffic bad again?" I asked.

"Yeah. Connecticut was a mess. I don't understand why they don't start construction till later in the evening." She said giving me a kiss on the cheek.

I love the relationship I have with my mom. We are very close, she knows everything about me, and I mean everything. If it wasn't for her I would go insane. She is the same with my older sister, Elspeth, who I am very distant from. It doesn't help that she goes to college 700 miles away in North Carolina, and when she went to high school she boarded and I haven't really seen her for 7 years, except for holidays that is. Even during the summer she gets some internship somewhere in the country, and sometimes out of the country. Again, the same goes for my older brother, Scott, who has been out of the house for a few years. He is 26, engaged to this nice girl Sidney, who he went to high school, and then college with. She graduated from Harvard Law School a year ago, and now works for a prominent law firm in Boston. Though, Scott is a broker for some big bank in London and is doing well. He's sort of following in my father footsteps, with the financing. Yet, he felt that he should work his way to success and not just automatically get a head start at my dad's firm.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked my mom.

"Doesn't matter to me, just as long as it is edible and tastes good."

"Well with you that could be anything."

"Oh, I know, I'm just trying to get you frustrated."

"Well you are doing a good job at it, cuz I'm starving." I replied.

"Well I don't feel like cooking, how about we order a pizza?" she asked.

"That is fine with me."

"Same as usual?" she asked.

"Yup." I answered as she picked up the phone and hit number one on the speed dial. Yes, you read correctly, the pizza place is number one on our speed dial. We waited about a half hour and the guy buzzed from the gate. My mom let him in, paid and he was off. We opened up the box and the pungent aroma engulfed my nose.

"So, what is your story, who did you meet this weekend, and what did you two do?" She asked in an abrupt fashion as soon as I sat down, and had a mouth full of pizza. I stopped chewing and just stared at her blankly.

"Ah hah, I got ya." She stated.

"How did you know?" I asked worried.

"Oh, honey, it says it all over your face, you're glowing so brightly you could land a plane."

"I am not!"

"Oh yes you are, I know you too well, now spill." She had got me there.

"Maybe I don't want to."

"You know I will get it out of you if you don't I'll get it from Meg, or David, so you might as well spill it now."

"Okay, okay." I said giving in. She was right, she would have gotten it out of them. I took a drink from my glass and proceeded. "Well you might not be approving of this but I got together with this guy and it was just magical." I said meekly.

"Well you know I approve of you honey, so just say it." She said smiling calmly at me. She didn't understand me.

"Oh, that is not the problem, I know you approve of me, it is the guy that I got together with that you might be worried about. Well it isn't even him, you would love him, it's just, well..." I trailed off.

"Okay, let me guess. Is he a druggy or something?"

"No, he is a very respectable guy, you know I wouldn't hook up with someone like that." I said, she looked relieved at this statement.

"Is he older than you?" she asked.

"Uh huh." I said smiling cowardly.

"How old? 17, 18?"

"No..."

"19, 20?"

"No..."

"Jesus how old is he?" She asked, getting angry almost.

"Mom, calm down, he's 21, turning 22 in February. His name is Eric. He is a really nice guy; he is a senior a Brown. He is only 6 years older than me."

"Still honey, that is a lot older than you." She said, still a little tense.

"Dad is 6 years older that you, does one more year really make a difference." I pleaded.

"Yes but your father and I didn't meet until college."

"So, you met later. Besides you let Elspeth date a guy who was older."

"Your sister is in college Andrew."

"So what? Are you saying that I'm not mature enough?" I question, my tone becoming more and more angry as the conversation progressed. My mother just kept the same calm composed face.

"No, I am not saying that you are not mature enough, I am just not sure if you are ready for a mature relationship with someone. Honey, you haven't even kissed anyone yet... Well you hadn't until this weekend at least. I am afraid that this Eric is going to want more than you are ready to give him right now. I am just worried you are going to get hurt, and you are like me honey, you don't bounce back that easily." She was right about the later. My childhood was proof of that.

"Mom, at least talk with Eric first. Please... you don't know how much I want this with him." I pleaded with her, tugging at her heart with my eyes, trying my hardest to give the best puppy dog look ever.

"Oh all right...How about he comes over for dinner tomorrow, but this is not over. I do respect your judgment though. I'm sure he is a really decent young man; I'm just worried about that age difference that's involved.

"Thank you so much mom!" I exclaimed giving her a big hug.

Around eight, I decided to call Eric to invite him over for dinner. I went into my room, picked up the portable phone on my bedside table and plopped down on my couch.

"Hello?" I heard in a friendly female voice.

"Hi, uh, is Eric there?" I asked.

"No, he isn't, is this Andrew?"

"Yes."

"Oh hi, it is Caroline, Eric's roommate, I was the one at the mall trying to get Eric's attention the other day."

"Hi."

"Well Eric had something to go to, I forget what, but he should be home at around ten-ish, I can tell him to call you if you want."

"Could you please?" I asked politely.

"He has your number, correct?"

"Yes he does, I'll have him call as soon as he gets in, okay?"

"Okay Caroline, thank you."

"Oh not a problem, but I have to get back to my paper, but I am sure I will talk to you some other time."

"Yes, I am sure of it."

"Bye."

"Bye."

After talking to Caroline, I hung around my room. I opened my book, and got immersed in its pages. I didn't know that two hours had passed when I heard my cell phone ringing. I read the caller ID, and sure enough, it was Eric.

"Hey Eric." I said answering.

"Umm, who is Eric?" Said a deep voice over the phone.

"Oh shut up, I know it is you."

"Damn it, I really wanted embarrass you."

"Nope, not me, I am just too good."

"Yeah, yeah, here we go again with this big ego."

"Ha, ha, very funny mister."

"Anyways, Caroline said you called."

"Yes I did."

"Umm humm, and what were you calling about?" He asked.

"Well my mom's home tonight, as expected, and as soon as she came in she knew something was up, so anyways, to make a long story short, I told her about you, and I thought she was gonna have a conniption. But you are coming over tomorrow night to have dinner with us, so she can talk to you."

"Tomorrow..." He trailed off, thinking if he was busy.

"You think you can pencil me in?" I asked.

"For you, anything, but yeah I can make it, I get out of class at 5:30. What time do you want me to be there?"

"Hold on let me ask my mom."

"MOM!" I yelled, "What time should Eric come over?"

"Six thirty-ish," I heard, faintly.

"She says like six thirty-ish." I said to Eric.

"Okay."

"So where were you when I called?"

"Oh, I had this meeting thing for applying to Law schools."

"Oh, sounds like fun." I said sarcastic.

"You got that right." He replied laughing a little. "Was Caroline nice to you?"

"Yes she was, but she had to go finish a paper, so I didn't really talk to her."

"Oh really?" He asked, I could just see him smiling.

"Yeah, why is that weird?"

"Well normally she would put off the paper, to talk to someone I was interested in, but the paper must have been pretty important."

"Oh, I see what you mean."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I have to let you go, cuz it's already late, and is still have a lot of reading to do."

"Okay, see you tomorrow night."

"See you tomorrow, cutie."

I hung up with Eric, and decided to have an early night, I went into the bathroom brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then crawled into bed. I almost felt lonely lying in bed by myself. After sleeping with Eric two nights in a row, I felt lonely. I did succumb to sleep eventually, and my mind was filled with good dreams of Eric. I woke to a bird chirping out side. I remained in bed for a half hour just lying, thinking about stuff. I like to just be, a lot. Let my mind wonder; let me think about things, it keeps me sane.

I didn't have anything planed, and I knew my mom had to run some errands, so I asked if I could drive. She thought for a minute and then agreed. See, I've had my drivers permit for about five months now, and I have hardly driven, my road test is in a few weeks. One reason I have hardly driven being that my mother is afraid I am going to wreck her BMW. I don't blame her, I'm even afraid to get behind the wheel, but it is either driving her 760Li or my dad's Aston Martin, which I am basically forbidden to even open that part of the garage and look at. I really don't understand why he even has it, he never drives it, the only time he does is when he comes up to Rhode Island, which he does for a weekend about every three months. So I drive my mom's 7.

I feel uncomfortable driving it though. It is just too nice to start out on. The steering wheel is like spongy and foamy, so your hands are supposed to feel more comfortable driving on longer distances, but instead it makes me feel like I am disconnected from the car. I hardly hear the road noise, and you never hear any bumps. But hey, it is driving so who am I to complain. We went to Staples so she could get some supplies for her office at home, we went to Home Goods and puttsed around, just looking for things we liked. She ended up buying a chair she liked that was on sale. Then we just drove around, so I could get more experience on the road. She was happy; I was like her own chauffeur for the day. To be honest, it was a nice pace actually driving myself and not sitting in the passenger seat. We went to Stop N Shop, and bought some food for dinner tonight, and on the way home, we stopped at the little market in Jamestown and got some salmon. By the time we were home it was already 4:30. I decided to go for a run with Comet, to get in shape for soccer, preseason would start in a couple of days or so.

When I got home, I jumped in the pool for a quick dip, and then went inside and crashed in front of the TV. I fell asleep, and took a nice catnap. I woke up at like 6:20, and flipped when I realized it, so I jumped in the shower, where I lost track of time. I can never know how long I have been in the shower until I get out and look at the clock. I ran into my room and it was 6:40 already. "SHIT!" I said allowed to myself. `I really wanted to talk to Eric, before my mom ripped him to shreds' I thought. I got dressed in record time, and ran downstairs. I saw Eric's BMW outside parked along the circle, so I ran into the kitchen to see if they were there. No luck though, I ran into the living room, and there they were, my mom sitting in an over stuffed chair, across from Eric who looked comfy on the couch. They both smiled at me as I walked in the room. `This is a good sign,' I thought. I stood there at the door way not knowing what to do, so I stuck my hands in the from pockets of my jeans. I walked over to the couch Eric was sitting on, and plopped down an arms length way form him. I really wasn't sure how to act with him around my mom, so I just sat their quietly, blank faced, with my feet on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Sorry, I lost track of time in the shower." I said, smiling weakly.

"It's okay." Eric said smiling at me. "Your mother and I had a nice talk."

"That's good." I replied, not really sure what to say.

"Don't worry, she didn't traumatize me for life, or anything." He said laughing, his smiling showing brightly.

"Oh okay." I said laughing.

"Well boys, I am going to go check on the fish, and leave you two alone for a little while." My mom said, getting up, heading towards the kitchen.

Eric and I both sat there for a minute looking into each other's eyes, smiling. I slid over next to him in the couch. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me softly on the lips. He tasted so good, it could only be described as Eric, and it was all mine. I stared into his gorgeous brown eyes, they made me relax and melt into his arms, snuggle against his strong chest. I laid my head on his shoulder, and we sat there on the couch, content to just be in each other's company. I took his big soft hand in mine and gave it a little massage as I cuddled with him. The rest of the night was the same. After dinner, we went back into the living room and cuddled on the couch some more. He left around ten, because he had a class in the morning, and wanted to get to bed early.

***

The next week, I started school. That was a drag for a little while, but it was nice because I got to be around my friends all the time. Because school had started, I didn't see Eric much. He came down Wednesday night, after dinner, and we went for a long walk down the peninsula, along the rocks. It was so comforting to hold his hand, while we walked. When the sun started to set, we found a nice spot and laid down on the blanket we brought, cuddling up to each other, as the cool breeze of the ocean blew over us. Eric rubbed my back, with his big strong hands as I snuggled up to him; my head resting on his chest, just bellow his chin. I could hear, and feel his heartbeat, combined with the soft rise and fall of his chest, was enough to lull me to sleep in the comfort and protection of his arms after the long day I had filled of school and soccer.

Friday night my mom left for New York as usual. Eric came and picked me up from soccer practice, and we went back to my house. I took a shower, put on some comfortable close, and we decided to order a pizza, something simple, because neither of us felt like going anywhere or cooking. We went and got a movie, some senseless thing.

Eric went into the kitchen and made some popcorn, while I put in the movie and got comfy on the couch. He came in a few minutes later, stood right in front of me, his back to me, bent over and placed the popcorn and our drinks down on the coffee table. Now tonight Eric had on the most amazing pair of worn jeans that showed off his ass great. It was like he was teasing me, standing there in front of me. He plopped down on the couch next to me, gave me a quick kiss on the lips and gave me a goofy smile. Not only were his jeans great, but he also had on this tight old gray t-shirt, that had a worn `BROWN' written in brown lettering stretch across his chest. He was specifically teasing me, and trying to arouse me. It was working too. I pressed play, and snuggled up to my man, putting my head on his shoulder, and his arms went around me, pulling me tight to him.

I tried watching the movie, but the soft stroking of the top of his fingers on his right hand against the outside of my right arm was distracting me. I could tell he was playing a game with me, purposely trying to distract me, but I decided to play back. I placed my right hand under the his tight t-shirt against his flat stomach and slowly started to bend my fingers at the middle knuckle, causing my fingers to drag across the smooth skin the covered his abdominals, as my thumb made small arches from opening and closing against my hand. I could feel his abs tighten and jump the first couple of times from the gentle stimulation of my caressing. This went on for a few minutes, and I felt his left hand slowly slide down my left arm, slide down the side of my abdominal area, reach under my tee-shirt, and start doing the same thing to me on the side of my stomach. Now I am very ticklish, and this was making my abs contract and go crazy when he softly touched me in certain places. I couldn't stand the stimulation for to long. Using my right hand to stable myself on his stomach, I turned myself so I was facing him, and leaned in and kiss him on the lips, while pushing him flat on his back, down against the cushion of the couch. As I was turning around, his left hand that was rubbing my side, slid up my back, rubbing and roaming every each inch of skin, as we kissed passionately. I took charge this time, my tongue forcefully entering his mouth, exploring some more, and wrestling with his. My left hand had moved from caressing his abdonminals, to rubbing and playing with the little hairs in the valley between his pectorals, my right hand, lovingly rubbing and massaging his left bicep, as it contracted and relax from rubbing my back. We continued this way for many minutes, our hands roaming all over each other's bodies, until he pulled away.

"Baby, do you want to go back to your room, cuz you have almost fallen off the couch about five times." Eric asked with a sexy grin on his face.

"Good idea." I said laughing a little, and grinning back at him seductively.

I rolled off of him and stood up, grabbing his hand, and pulling him up. I started walking around my couch, but he pulled me back, tight against his chest, his left hand went around my back, while he bent down and scooped my legs up at the knees with his right arm, picking me up and started to carry me to my room. I rapped my arms around his neck, smiled at his sexy face, and leaned in and again began to passionately kiss him.

When we reached my room, he placed me on my back on the bed, breaking the kiss, stepping back, and peeling off that sexy t-shirt of his. He threw it on the floor next to him, and leaned back over kissing me on the lips, my hands immediately flying back up to meet his chest, roaming and caressing his beautiful physique. His hands slid down to my stomach, under the shirt, pulling the hem up, over my arms and head, breaking the passionate kiss for a second, only to meet my lips again, when the shirt had past. We lie like this, him on top of me, kissing passionately while grinding into each other. I could feel him pressing into my leg. It felt so good to be kissed by him with such passion. His attention was completely focused on me. All of him was completely focused on me, focused on pleasuring the two of us. I wanted more of him though, I wanted him to feel amazing, to have the most pleasure as possible.

I became daring, as my hands slowly slid down his back, to the upper cuff of his jeans, tracing it with my fingers around to the front, where I found and clumsily fumbled with the button, trying to get it undone. Eric realized what I was trying to do, and came to my aid, reaching above me, placing all his weight on his left hand, lifting off of me a little, while bringing his right hand down, to expertly unfasten that damn button like a pro. I thanked him in the only way I could think of at the time, I kissed him harder. I reached back again and pulled down the zipper of his fly, releasing the confines of his jeans. As I did this, he brought his right hand back up and cupped my left cheek, sliding it back towards the nape of my neck, supporting my head, as he pushed off the bed with his left hand, bring him up to a stand at the side of the bed while we were still kissing, his jeans falling to the ground around his ankles. He stepped out of them, flailing his feet to free them from the material. I encircled his neck with my arms, clinging to him so I wouldn't fall backwards, as he expertly unfastened my own jeans, pulling them off, leaving both of us in just our underwear.

We fell back onto the bed, him lying on top of me again, kissing just as passionately as before. He ground into my leg some more, as I rubbed his back, chest and stomach. His mouth now began to roam, leaving my lips, and traveling to my neck, were he kissed and sucked, eliciting moans from me. "It looks like I found a spot." He whispered into my ear, with a sexy tone to his voice. This gave me more confidence, and I again, became more daring, sliding my right hand down his back, under the waistband of his boxers, cupping the firm muscle in my hand. I kneaded and massaged it, eliciting moan from him, and causing him to grind into my leg a little harder. Damn did he have a great ass. He flipped over onto his side; bring his right hand down under the waistband of my boxer briefs, caressing me with his big strong fingers. He lay back, pulling my chest against his, while my torso and legs were still on their side. As he did this, my hand slid around to the front inside his boxers, grasping him in my hand. He moaned loudly into my ear, as he continued to passionately kiss me. I proceeded to pleasure him with my hand, but his boxers were extremely tight in the front, making my work difficult. Eric took the initiative though, and pulled them off, freeing himself, and aiding me in delighting him more easily. He loved every minute of it, and told me through his moans and kisses of passion. He moaned into my ear stating that he was close, causing me to stop and let go of him.

I pulled back from him, staring into his lust filled eyes, and looking upon him. He truly was beautiful. Everything about him was sexy, from his little toe, to the joints of his fingers, to the mess of hair he had on his head at the moment from our passion and lust. Peering upon his body, and into his soul aroused me, knowing that he was mine. It further aroused me knowing how much I was gratifying his desires. I looked back into those brown pools of passion and lust. They drew my down to meet his soft tender lips again with mine. I kissed them lightly, working down to his neck, slightly nibbling, and kissing my way across his Adams apple, kissing down every part of his powerful chest as my fingers worked magic as they slid down his biceps, and my thumbs glided across the supple skin on the outer reaches of his pectorals. I worked farther to his abdominals, again tracing the riffs and valleys of muscle with the lightest touch of my fingertips, his belly quivering under the contact of my lips, and hands. I peered at his cute belly button, kissing it lightly, like the rest of his body. I went lower, reaching my goal. He inhaled quickly, almost gasping for air, as I began to pleasure him with my mouth, my hands slightly rubbing the backs of his strong thighs. My entire being was focused on him. I was focused on one goal, to bring him pleasure, delight, and gratification. His strong hands, worked my shoulders, and neck, massaging and rubbing. He moaned and ran his fingers through my hair, giving me auditory and tactile feedback of the pleasure I was giving him with my mouth. His moans got louder, and his breath got shorter as he neared the edge. When finally his hips pushed forward, and his back arched as ecstasy racked his body with convulsions and moans of concupiscence. After the sensation had past, his body went limp, except his arms, which encircled me, pulling me up to meet his eyes. He passionately kissed me on the lips again while pushing me onto my back. Again, those massive arms of his, worked their way down my sides, his thumbs hooked under the waistband of my underwear sliding it down my legs as I arched my hips, lifting my butt off the bed, aiding him as he declad me completely. His hands moving back up my legs caressing my thighs. He prolonged my pleasure, as he grazed me with his fingertips, my hips arching to meet his hand, when finally he grasped me in his grip. His strong soft fingers giving me pleasure. A gasp escaped me when he first took hold, forcing me to pull back from his kiss. I looked into his eyes, to see comfort and again lust, but only now a different kind of lust, a lust to pleasure me, and was he doing a good job. His lips softly touched my neck again, as I moaned from the pleasures of both his hand and his mouth upon the spot on my neck that made me crazy. After a few minutes of this treatment it became too much, as ecstasy also wracked my body, starting in the very depths of me, spreading to the tips of my toes and fingers. When the amazing sensation died away I again focused on Eric again, kissing him lightly on the lips. I stared into his brown pools; which spoke the gratitude for the amazing night that just took place. We stayed this way for a few moments and then I melted into him, moving my head down, snuggling into his chest, listening to his heart beat and softly rubbed his stomach. He in return, stroked my hair, comforting me. When his caressing and breath slowed a few minutes later, I realized he had passed into the world of dreams.

I felt a little chilly, so I reached down next to the bed, and grabbed for clothing. The first thing I found was Eric's boxers, but I didn't want to get up and look for mine, for fear of waking him, so I pulled them on, and covered us in a blanket. I snuggled back up to him, his arms encircling me again, hugging me tight to him, as his mumbled inaudibly.

"Goodnight Eric," I whispered, as I closed my eyes and nodded off to join him, in the world of dreams.

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