Written by: Amar Patel
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Chapter VI
Salvador woke up and heard voices in the living room, he showered and did his usual routine. He entered the living room and saw Erik and Murali with lips pressed. Murali pressed his lips against Erik's with passion and lust, his hand entangled in the black hair. His eyes opened and he saw Salvador there, fear grew and Erik turned with the same expression. Salvador gave a smile and sat across from them.
"I know about your relationship." Salvador said rather matter of factly.
"But how?" Murali was shaking
"I am a cop." He laughed
Erik scratched his head and took a breathe "Phew man ya had me worried."
Salvador laughed and stood up, he walked into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee. Murali kept staring back at the handsome man with curiosity. The door bell rang and Arman's familliar face greeted Murali as the door swung open, Arman was dressed in a old shirt and swim trunks. Alphonse was dressed in a white tank and swim trunks as well, his shades hid his eyes and he was rocking to the beat in his ears.
"We are going to the beach would you like to come along?" Arman said smiling
Murali looked at Erik for a response and saw a nod. " Yes we will go."
"Then grab your things hurry now." Arman held up ten fingers to show the time they had.
"Why ya in such a hurry?" Erik came over with a bottle of water.
"I want to have the whole day." Arman replied
Erik nodded and called out to Salvador " Hey Salvador, wanna go to the playa?"
There was a muffled yes and Murali quickly grabbed three towels and ran back to the room looking through his overnight bag for gym shorts. Erik grabbed two trunks and placed one near Salvador's wallet. Within several minutes the group piled into the SUV, Salvador and Erik sat in the back seat while Murali sat in the second row near Alphonse and Arman. They drove for a short distance and Murali saw a supermarket up ahead.
"Arman I need to get something can you pull over?" Murali asked
Arman sighed then realized that he should get something as well " Yes we will stop it is still early."
"Yeah my shorts are a little too loose for Salvador." Erik added
They parked and the five of them scrambled out of the car, the supermarket was a typical one with massive amounts of items. Salvador gazed in awe , he and Erik walked off in the direction of the swim wear and Arman had vanished when Murali turned. Alphonse was exploring the clothes section and Murali snuck off to his destination. Murali entered the pharmacy section and he saw what he looked for. There were several boxes of condoms and he chose the one he felt Erik would fit, a gay couple was nearby and they looked at Murali with a bemused glance. The taller of the men was mexican with gelled short hair and a cute face, his boyfriend was a slim boy with a innocent face and pale skin. They walked over and the Mexican man held out his hand to see the box.
Murali held out the box and the man took it. " Oh you are a first timer huh?"
Murali nodded and the man laughed " My name is Carlos and this is my novio Trevor, listen if you are a first timer we can give you some tips."
Murali was confused but nodded his head again. Carlos pulled Trevor close " If you are a first timer, you should try bareback. You gonna be with the same guy right?"
"Yes."
"Use these if you do not want cum in your ass , but to me it's hot." Trevor added
Murali felt awkward and thanked the couple for their five minute lecture on positions and other sorts. With a quick pace he put the box back and quickly thought of other things.
Erik was flipping through the trunks that were hanging on the stand, he finally found a decent trunk design and passed it to Salvador. The trunks were white with a black draw string and a black floral pattern, the material was soft and Erik felt it would suit Salvador right. Salvador eagerly went to pay and came back with a smile of gratitude, they rejoined Arman, Murali and Alphonse in line and paid for their things.
They piled into the SUV once again and within an hour arrived at the beach, the sand was white and was soft under their feet as they walked barefoot across it. There were four dressing rooms and they decided to share them due to two being occupied. Arman and Alphonse entered a room and Salvador into the other. Erik started to help Murali unpack and within minutes saw something that caught his eye, Murali too looked up and gasped. Salvador was like a roman statue with his sculpted v shaped abs, his olive skin shining, showing his more golden undertone and his sunglasses gave him a very sexy look. Salvador smiled and walked in the direction of the sea. Erik quietly wolf whistled and Murali gave him a slight smack on the head. They gathered their things and found a place upon the shore. The sea was beautiful and the clear waters revealed the moving treasures beneath, Erik and Murali sat on the sand watching the waves wash under their feet. Murali stripped off his shirt and revealed his muscles and brown nipples, Erik smiled and did the same. Murali drooled as he looked at the caramel flesh and those fine muscles from hours of firefighting. Erik leaned in and Murali felt their lips narrow the space and suddenly a thud caused them to look at a volleyball, that had hit Murali in the back.
"Hey, Vous voulez jouer? (You want to play)?" Alphonse waved from the net
Erik gave a wink at Murali and they stood and walked to the opposing side of the net. Alphonse went to grab the ball and whislted. "Salvador come be on my team."
Erik's eyebrow rose " Hey now! couple versus couple!" He yelled
Alphonse rolled his eyes and waved Arman over while Salvador stood to the side as the referee. Arman ran over and stood at the ready. " Good luck to you." Arman called
Salvador took the ball from Alphonse and they chose a number between 1 and 10. Salvador placed his sunglasses at the top of his head and told Murali to serve. Murali threw the ball in the air and smacked it with the force of a shotgun, Alphonse reacted quickly and sent it flying back. Erik spiked it and Murali scored the point, this went on for several matches until it was a score of 2 matches to 2. Alphonse served the ball and hit it with all he had, the ball sped towards Erik and he hit it upwards and scored the game point. Alphonse panted and Arman fell over, Murali wiped the sweat off his head and hugged Erik. Arman switched places with Alphonse and Salvador got in the ready.
Murali looked at Erik who looked intimidated " Ah shit ya gotta be kiddin me... Murali get ready."
The matches went by quickly, they were quickly decimated and Alphonse clapped in victory. Erik took a chug of water and Murali kneeled down. Salvador ran off and came back with ice creams, Erik gave a thanks and passed one to Murali. They decided to split up and meet back later. Erik and Murali walked down the beach and saw the others watching the sea, they walked for quite a while until they reached a cabin like house and they sat on the elevated porch watching the sun begin to set. Murali looked at Erik and felt his heart pound. Murali leaned close to Erik and hugged him.
"Erik?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember when you blew me that night?"
"Ya think I would forget?" Erik laughed
"Can I do that to you and uhm.. maybe more?" Murali let his head fall to his lap.
"Ya mean sex?... Well ya kinda are a virgin and me too. What if I hurt ya?"
"Please Erik?"
"Let me think about it alright?" Erik turned to the sea and the pink sky deep in thought.
Murali sat quietly and laid his hand Erik's thigh. Erik placed his hand on top. "I think we can try it. There is an empty cabin behind us after all." Erik stood and held out his hand in invitation.
They entered the cabin through the door, it was decorated rather dully but the view made up for it. There was a single bedroom with a lavish bed and a bathroom as well. The sheets were a darker blue and the lights gave the room a bright look. Erik held Murali and rocked back and forth with him, Murali placed his hands on the bare chest and kissed Erik hard. His tongue entered and their tongues danced with each other. Erik broke the kiss and they let the dance begin again as they groped each other in various places. Murali nibbled Erik's neck and he heard a moan escape, Erik started kissing Murali rapidly. Murali felt Erik kiss his chest and slowly lick his nipples and bite the tips slightly. They fumbled with their trunks and let them fall to the ground and Murali gazed at Erik in his glory. The cock was big and thick, it was cut and it curved slightly. The head was a darker shade of Erik's skin. They fell upon the bed and Murali laid on top in a 69, Murali took the steel rod and placed the head to his lips. He smacked the rod against his cheek then engulfed the head, to Erik it was heavenly and the mouth was like honey. Murali felt Erik's lips take his cock and Murali moaned. Murali licked down the shaft and back up to encircle the head, he slurped it and tried to fit as much as he can. Erik mimicked his movements and deep throated the hot indian cock. Murali fucked Erik's face and took a deep breath and managed to get most of the Maltese meat down. Murali fucked Erik's face faster as he licked more rapidly.
"Ahhh god Erik.. I wanted this for so long." Murali panted and pulled out from Erik's luscious lips.
"We're not done yet ya know, lay on your back and spread ya legs." Erik was panting in sexual pleasure
Murali laid on his back and spread his legs as much as he could, Erik smiled and laid to look at the hole. It was pink and dark hair grew around it. Erik massaged the round cheeks and slowly licked Murali's balls, he took each one and rolled it on his tongue. With every breath he used his lips to pull the skin. Murali moaned and started stroking his shaft, Erik grinned and eagerly took the hot indian rod in his mouth. He slathered the steel rod with his tongue and stroked it at the same time. Murali watched him pop the head in and out and lick the slit. How he swirled his head to bring extra pleasure, then he felt a tongue licking at his hole.
"God hope ya cleaned yourself Murali." Erik digged deeper trying to lubricate the hole, tasting and exploring Murali's sanctum.
"OOOh Erik please don't stop." Murali sputtered and shifted with every lick.
Erik lifted his head "I don't wanna hurt ya . Since this is my first time too I am afraid of hurting ya."
Murali nodded and seductively rubbed his fingers on his hole. " Finger fuck my pussy.."
Erik gawked at him and with a slight lick of his middle finger he pressed the tip to the hole." Take a deep breath okay?" he started to push and Murali cringed. Erik paused and then shoved a little more in, Murali's hole yielded and swallowed the finger. Seeing the encouragement he added a second and then a third. He pushed and pulled in and out and slowly increased the pace. Murali squirmed and moaned. It hurt but it felt so good.
"E-erik?"
"Yeah?"
"Please fuck my pussy, fill me..." Murali said in a hoarse voice.
Erik nodded and spat on the hole, he then placed the head of his cock at Murali's entrance. "Push forward okay?"
Murali nodded and pushed and cried out as the head popped in. The invader was painful and Murali felt tears well up in his eyes. Erik leaned over and kissed Murali's lips, he waited for Murali to stop squirming and eased himself in a little more. Murali nodded and eased Erik to push more. Erik looked at Murali and stroked his cheek.
"I'm gonna shove it in alright? It might be painful but it is easier than taking it bit by bit." And with that Erik thrusted the Maltese cock in balls deep and Murali screamed.
"E-erik... it is ripping my pussy. It is so big."
"I am sorry ya want me to take it out?"
"No!" Murali gasped "I will be fine. Keep going." Erik nodded and continued
"God you're tight Murali, squeezing the living daylights out of me. Relax your muscles a bit will ya?" Erik panted
Erik kissed him again and started to move in and out slowly. Murali felt the pain subside and pleasure fill him." Oh yes yes.. go faster..." Erik nodded and increased the pace hitting Murali's prostate.
"OH OH OH!!!!!!!!!!!" Murali cried out as he heard the slapping sounds of Erik's balls.
"Erik lay on your back please" Murali panted and sighed as Erik pulled out and laid on the bed. Murali smiled and faced Erik, he straddled Erik and lifted the big Maltese cock and pointed it at his hole. " Now you can see my pussy being fucked." With that he sat on the cock. Erik moaned as he felt Murali bounce up and down, he saw his rod go into the pink hole and that brown cock bouncing with his lover. The cock would slip out but that did not stop the sexy indian, Erik watched as Murali moved his body with a face of pain and pleasure.
"Murali I am getting close... god I have a big one for ya." Erik groaned and started shoving his cock up to meet the brown ass, His balls tightned and he erupted with jets of cum into Murali's now fucked ass.
Murali felt it start to leak out due to the amount of it. He let the cock stay inside his ass then slowly let it ease out. Murali started stroking his cock and felt his cum build up. " I am cumming... I am cumming Erik."
Erik smiled "Give to me." He stuck out his tongue and opened wide. Murali scooted closer and erupted ,plastering the handsome face and hot mouth in Indian man cream.
"Sweet like the last time." Erik let the cum drip down his face and he pulled Murali close " Did I hurt you?"
"Yes but then it felt good. The couple was right it felt amazing."
"Come here, ya took a lot outta me. Let's take a quick rest."
Salvador and Arman walked down the beach with flashlights, the water covering every footstep. Alphonse decided to wait at the car while the other two searched. It had been several hours since they last saw their friends and felt worried that something had happened.
"Do you think they have gone far?" Arman asked
"I do not think so, there is a cabin up there." Salvador shined a light and saw two figures emerge from the cabin.
The two figures turned into Murali and Erik and they quickly rejoined their friends. Murali was walking a little off to Salvador and there was a white substance in Erik's hair. Salvador gave Erik a perplexed look and started to walk back with them. He walked by Murali who seemed to cringe with every step, they eventually reached the car and Salvador sat near Murali who yelped slightly when he sat. They drove for some time, Erik had fallen asleep and Murali squirmed every so often.
Salvador placed his hand on Murali's shoulder " Are you alright?"
Murali looked up and nodded " Just discomfort is all."
"I have some medical training let me look at it when we get home?" Murali heard concern in his voice and nodded.
Salvador called Arman to quickly pull over and went inside the pharmacy to grab some cream. He quickly paid then joined the others. They reached Erik's home first and he carried Erik on his shoulder while Murali walked behind, Salvador laid Erik on the bed in his room and came out to wave good bye to Arman and Alphonse who drove off. Erik seemed dead asleep and based on his lack of response from even a slap, would not wake up until morning.
"Come with me Murali, into the bedroom."
Salvador closed and locked the door. He took a pillow and laid it on the far end of the table that rested against the wall. He lifted Murali and laid him on his back, he placed his fingers at the trunks and Murali nodded in permission. Salvador gently pulled the pants down and Murali's cock and hole were exposed. The cock faced him and was rock hard, Salvador paid no mind to it and donned rubber gloves he had on hand. He examined the hole, it was slightly swollen and puffed and white liquid leaked out. First a trickle then a slow stream as Murali relaxed his muscles. It was thick and Salvador immediately knew what had occured.
"Did you two have sex?" Salvador asked
"Yes." Murali said blushing. " Is it bad?"
"No, it is swollen but should heal up in a few days. I bought some cream for it." Salvador held up the tube. " Hold still." Murali nodded and Salvador smiled. He squeezed some cream on his finger and gently rubbed it along the outer ring of Murali's hole. Murali gasped and Salvador paused. Murali then heard something soothing. Salvador hummed as he applied the cream. Murali watched him and felt as if he could trust him with anything. His handsome face was concentrated but he would smile to reassure Murali.
Murali felt a strange feeling come over him, his heart pounded again. A feeling of pleasure came as he felt the fingers touch him there. He felt his balls clench and opened his mouth in warning, it was too late and he shot four jets. Two hit Salvador square in the face coating the Spanish stud's face with cream, the others hit his chest and abs. Salvador looked surprised and Murali quickly got up and scrambled into the bathroom. Tears welled as he leaned against the door, there was a rap on the door.
"Murali?"
"I am sorry. I did not mean to." Murali felt ashamed.
"Can you open the door?"
Murali opened the door and saw Salvador standing there, he had wiped the cum off him and there was concern in his eyes. They stood looking at each other only for a matter of seconds but it seemed like an expanse of several milennia. Murali felt an attachment fill him. Not one of romantic love and lust that he held for Erik, but one of affection and compassion for a friend. This stranger who he has yet to discover and delve into , who he had barely met, was a person he felt he knew for sometime. Murali took Salvador by surprise and hugged him, wrapping his arms around the angel that stood in front of him. Salvador was tense but with understanding hugged back. They sat on the bed and laid on their backs.
"I thought that you did not like me." Salvador said calmly
"I did not at first but, you are a good guy."
"You barely know me ,mi amigo. But base on tonight I know you VERY well" Salvador smiled
"Haha ,Yes but I think we can be friends." Murali replied.
" I think that we can." Salvador nodded and smiled brightly.
They laid their for hours, talking back and forth exploring different facets of their lives. Murali learned much about the man. Born into a catholic family, raised to be a singer like his father , with his voice that could enchant the archangels themselves. A very moralistic and compassionate person, who pursued dreams that would help people aspire and hope. He performed numerous good deeds. A perfect man, Murali thought ; however, there was one imperfection that Salvador told him. He had a very high ethic for himself and worked himself to fatigue. A mere 8 hours of talking was quite a build up for their friendship. They fell asleep after hours of chatting back and forth.
Arman held Alphonse in his arms, it was late and the energy was dwindling. Alphonse was watching the movie on the television screen. Alphonse watched with a scowl and at the ending looked at the credits in disbelief.
"Thees was so boring, eez there nothing on?"
Arman laughed " Do you have any movies?"
Alphonse nodded " Oui, mais malheursement (but unfortunately) les films (the films) are een french."
"It is good practice for me."
"Do you prefer a horreur (horror)? I also have thrillers."
"Either or."
"I have the perfect one." Alphonse quickly scrambled to his suitcase. He came back with a film "Thees eez a psychological thriller one
of the best in France."
They watched the film in silence, Alphonse had his back to Arman's. It was a thriller indeed and Arman felt Alphonse grab his hand at the scenes of tension. The movie ended and Arman kissed Alphonse's neck, he let his hands go under the shirt and pinched the nipples. Alphonse moaned and rubbed his butt against Arman's crotch.
"Puis je coucher avec toi? (can I sleep with you?)" Arman licked the side of Alphonse's neck.
"Non, je ne puis pas ( I can't). You will break me." Alphonse replied
"You saw Murali ?"
"Oui, I am not ready yet." Alphonse sighed
"I understand but let me at least prepare you."
"D'accord (okay)."
Arman smiled and gently pulled off Alphonse's plaid boxers, he spread the legs and licked his fingers. He took his fingers abd slowly rubbed the boy pussy in slow circles. He heard a moan escape and Alphonse bit his lip in pleasure, Arman then placed a finger to the entrance and pressed.
"You are so tight, one day I will split this open." Arman licked Alphonse's ear lobe.
"Tu es un chaud lapin ( you're so horny)." Alphonse grabbed the muscular arm and tried to push the finger in.
Arman stopped his attack and grabbed the bottle of hand lotion nearby, he rubbed it on his fingers and lubricated the virgin hole. He coated it then with a thrust got a finger inside, Alphonse arched his back and gasped. Arman smiled and thrust another finger inside. He started rapidly finger fucking his lover. The hole was tight and Arman saw tears go down the cheeks, Alphonse at first begged for it to stop then Arman found his pleasure spot.
"Oh oui...oui.... fuck!" Alphonse then cummed without touching himself, the cum shot and hit his face.
Arman turned his lover and licked the cum off his face. Alphonse kissed him and they exchanged the cum back and forth. With a final exchange Arman swallowed it and eagerly gave the bubble ass a smack.
"Shall we go to bed? I have to work tomorrow." Arman said taking the smaller youth into his arms.
"Oui, I am tired." Alphonse curled up against the dark chest and dozed off.
Murali had woken up early to sneak back into bed with Erik, he was tired but was happy that he had gained more than he had hoped. He made Erik breakfast and packed up his things for work, within minutes Erik wandered out and gave Murali a kiss.
"Ya think we need to go to the gym later? cause I think I lost five pounds last night."
"Shh, Salvador will know." Murali said to dispel suspicion.
"I know I know, thanks for your cherry last night. I am in a hurry today so I will grab this and go." Erik grabbed his things and the plate and went out the door.
Murali sighed and began making his lesson for his students, Salvador tapped his shoulder and Murali removed his head set.
"Have you eaten anything?"
"No, why"
"I want to make you something."
" Do you not have work today?"
"It is my last week here in los Estados Unidos (The United States) so no work. Be right back." with that Salvador sprinted out the door.
Salvador returned with several grocery bags and entered the kitchen, Murali returned to his work and finished the lesson within an hour. A smell wafted through the air, a sweet scent and the smell of something fried. Murali then smelt chocolate and wandered into the kitchen. Upon a plate sat several long pastries, they looked crunchy and were sprinkled with cinnamon sugar and a melted chocolate drizzle. Next to them sat two mugs of coffee or what seemed to be an elegant brand of coffee with the slight scent of vanilla and hazelnut.
Salvador gave a bright smile and presented Murali with a chair. Murali sat " What are these?" He held up a pastry.
"You never had a Churro before?" Murali felt attracted to the way he rolled his r's.
"No I haven't." Murali laughed at Salvador's expression.
" In Spain we have these for breakfast along with coffee. Try one."
"Okay." Murali ate and felt that his mouth was taken to heaven. "Amazing."
Salvador nodded "The best of Spain as they say."
Murali wolfed down another three and drank the coffee, he felt ashamed that he could not thank Salvador properly." Thank you."
"Muchas Gracias is what you would say in Spain." He said gracias with an elegant th sound.
"Your language sounds so elegant. How do you roll your r's?"
"Years of practice haha." Salvador ate a churro.
"But how?"
"It is hard, for me I do it whenever there is an r."
"I can hear it." Murali chuckled
"Is it just me and you today Murali?"
"Yes, Erik and Arman are working and Alphonse has class." Murali replied "Do you want to go someplace with me?"
"Where?"
"You will see, come on hop in the car with me. Erik got a ride so we have his car."
Suddenly, Murali's phone vibrated in his shirt pocket. Murali looked at the number and felt his heart sank. He took a deep breath and accepted the call. Salvador watched as Murali switched to a language that was foreign even to him.
"Hello Raj." Murali said in hindi.
"Where are you? I am at your apartment and no one is home."
"You are here?!"
"I said I am at your apartment. What do you think that means? I am dancing with elephants in bollywood or something?"
" I am on my way." Murali ended the call and looked at Salvador " Do you mind coming with me to meet my brother?"
Salvador nodded and they quickly departed. They reached the apartment within a short time and they saw a figure looking over the rail. They climbed the stairs and a man stood at the top, Raj Khan was clad in a gray suit and black tie. His hair was gelled and his face was void of emotion. He was good looking but nowhere near his brother, he had large brown eyes and dark eyebrows and thick lips. There was some resemblence but to Salvador it was faint, Raj hugged his brother and shook hands with Salvador.
"You are hanging with foreigners now?" Raj spoke in a thick indian accent
"Yes he is a friend of mine."
"Which country?"
"Spain." Salvador replied.
"Good, deal with many europeans everyday." Raj smiled " Murali can we talk alone?"
Salvador looked at Murali and Murali nodded to say it was fine. "Go wait for Alphonse, he will be home soon." with that Salvador walked down the hall.
Murali opened the door and Raj stepped in, the door shut and Raj's face turned from kindness to suspicion.
"Earlier today Murali I called, and someone else answered your phone. Also today I saw a man enter this apartment with what I assume were these." Raj held up a tin of european cookies. " As sweet as what you gave me. From Erik."
Murali felt a lump form in his throat.
The same morning,
Arman finished stocking the shelves and placed the step later against the wall. He sat at the register and tapped a pen on the counter top. The owner peeked his head out and saw the frustrated face and threw an eraser at Arman.
"You look troubled my friend, perhaps some advice is needed?"
Arman looked up and shook his head. " It is alright."
The bell rang on the door, and Arman looked curiously at someone he never seen in the store. He was a tall man maybe 6'2 or 6'3 and had a lean build. He was gorgeous and visually appealing, his eyes were intense and had a round almond shape to them and the color of them was a light green. His nose was long and slim and his dark arched eyebrows gave him a refined look. His full lips were a soft pink and his fair skin had a slight tint of olive. He wore his black hair in a short spiked fashion and there was a stubble beginning to grow. He wore a light pink dress shirt and gray slacks, with a nod he adjusted his tie and went to browse.
The owner poked his head out and smiled "Avan what a surprise." The owner bear came out and hugged the man.
Avan hugged back and spoke in a unintelligble tongue, the owner laughed " This is my cashier Arman he looks love struck."
Avan laughed " Ma sha'Allah." He extended his hand and Arman shook it.
The owner nodded in approval " Avan is my friend's son, bless his soul, he is persian. Treat him to anything he needs."
Arman then noticed something else, he must have missed it earlier. There was a single star of David that hung from the man's neck, and a small white skull cap rested on his head.
"You are a jew yet you say Ma sha'Allah, why is that? and even more amazing is that you are a persian jew."
"It is a force of habit being around Muslims. It is courtesy for me not faith. I see why you are surprised there are not many of us."
"I see, anyways can I help you with anything?"
"I would like some mango juce if you do not mind."
" Let me get it for you." Arman went to the fridge and grabbed a can and handed it to him. " Did you just fly in?"
"Yes from Tel Aviv."
"Wow, tell me more about yourself if you do not mind me asking?"
"I am flattered. My name is Avan as you know and my surname is Shambayati, I am 27 years of age."
" Do you have a place here ?"
"No , but I am looking."
"I have a friend who has an extra room I am sure he will let you stay." Arman felt guilty about expoliting Erik.
"Thank you. I will stop by later."
Murali watched as Raj threw the tin across the room hitting the bookcase and causing several novels to tumble with a thud. Raj glared at Murali and lifted a picture frame and gazed at it.
"Me and Erik, Holi Festival. This is your gay lover right?" Raj waved the frame " Does he stick it in you like a woman?!" Raj threw the frame and it hit the door. "Shameful! My brother a homosexual! Our parents will be heartbroken! Betrayal!"
Raj continued " Nothing to say for yourself you faggot?!"
Murali leaned down and lifted the shattered frame and shook out the broken glass, he stood with clenched fists " GET OUT!"
Raj was surprised and taken aback , Murali pointed his finger " OUT!"
"You choose a man over your family? Blood is thicker than water Murali!"
" I will not tell you again! GET OUT!" Murali grabbed his brother's bag and threw it out the door. "If you reject me so be it. Blood is thicker than water but in this case you are the water!."
Raj glared at him but then Murali saw a shadow looming behind him, Murali turned and Erik stood there. He was dressed in a white dress shirt and black slacks. His face was enraged and his fists were clenched.
"Get out or I'll make ya." Erik said calmly.
Raj walked out without saying a single word to either Murali or Erik. Raj picked up his bag and descended the stairs. When they heard the car leave, Erik came over to Murali. He laid a hand on Murali's shoulder and Murali shook it off. Murali looked up and saw Erik looking down with sorrow.
"I want to be alone for awhile Erik, can you go home? I will be there later.."
"Murali, comeon it is not you-"
Murali cut him off " I will be fine let me clean this up."
Erik nodded " Just remember, come un raggio di sole tu hai illuminato la mia vita. It is cheesy but it fits ya."
"What does it mean?"
"Like a ray of sunlight, you have brightened my life. Learned it from my parents."
Murali hugged Erik tight " I will see you tonight."
Erik went to fetch Salvador and drove home, Murali looked upset and Erik felt he was at fault. Salvador sat in silence and watched Erik think. They arrived at the house and Erik sat at the table with his hands clasped. There was a knock and Salvador opened the door. Arman stood with a smile on his face.
"Hola Salvador, is Erik home?"
"Yes, but I wouldn't" Salvador began but Arman had already walked in.
Salvador closed the door and followed Arman in. Arman sat across from Erik " Erik you look nice today no lunch?"
Salvador pulled at his collar in nervousness, Erik looked up "No Arman, I was going to take Murali out but things came up."
"I have a favor to ask Erik."
"What is it?"
"There is a iranian guy in town and I was wondering if he can live here."
Erik raised an eyebrow " You opened MY house to a complete stranger?"
"I'm sorry. He seemed nice and I wanted to help."
"Help or flirt?" Erik responded
"Help." Arman winked.
" Can't help ya there,no room here for him, but he can take Murali's apartment."
"What? why?"
"Tonight I am going to ask Murali if he wants to live here with me. I want him to feel ya know loved."
"Thanks Erik."
"He didn't say yes yet, but ya owe me a threesome." Erik forced a smile.
"That can be arranged."
"You're sick ya know that? I was kiddin." Erik shook his head.
"Sex pun for sex pun. But you gave me an idea to try sometime" Arman replied as he walked out the front door.
Erik stood and locked the front door he then turned to Salvador " Hey can we talk?"
Salvador nodded and followed Erik to his bedroom, Erik lifted a rug near the desk and revealed a door in the floor. Erik smiled at Salvador and pulled on the handle, the door lifted revealing a small stair case that led into a room. The smell of paper and leather filled the air. Erik with the wave of his hand urged Salvador to follow, Salvador descended the stairs and emerged into a study. A black leather couch rested against a white wall and a family portrait hung above it, a small crystal chandelier was lit. There was a large cherry desk with a recliner across from the couch and the other walls were covered with shelves of books. Salvador ran his finger across a globe that sat on a pedastal near the doorway. Erik sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him, and Salvador sat. Erik gazed at him and a sadness came over his handsome face.
"Salvador, ya know you been going around listening to other people's problems. So I going to give ya another to add."
Salvador smiled "I do not mind."
Erik looked at him with watery eyes. "Salvador ya think that it's my fault Raj yelled at Murali? I know you heard."
"No why?"
"But, if I didn't leave the cookies and card he would have been in a better position."
"You did not know Raj would come."
"Still, he looked hurt ya know? And I feel it is my fault."
"Love is not as they say easy, but if you have genuine love for someone it gives you the fuerza (strength) to move past the bad and bring good."
Erik wiped his eyes and ruffled Salvador's head. " You're too good for your own good, sure you're not archangel Raphael?"
Salvador nodded and felt arms wrap around him, Erik pulled him to his body and Salvador was taken by surprise. "Wish you could stay with me too. Me and Murali need ya." Salvador felt a tear hit his face.
"You do not need me you have Murali."
"I know but you are like our guide ya know?"
They then heard a faint voice calling Erik. "Looks like Murali is home time to ask him. Wish me luck Salvador."
Erik climbed the stairs and Murali stood at the door to the bedroom. Murali was dressed in pajama bottoms and a white tee. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were puffed. Erik held out his arms in embrace, Murali quickly ran and hugged Erik. Erik ran his hands through the soft hair.
"Murali?"
"Yes?"
" I want to ask ya something." Erik said "Sit down on the bed."
Murali sat and Erik joined him, Erik placed his hands on Murali's cheeks and ran his thumb down them. "I don't want ya to be hurt and I am afraid that I can't reach you in time to help ya. That is why I want to ask if... if you can live with me?"
Murali looked at Erik for the longest time. He couldn't control his happiness. "Yes."
Without warning Erik lifted Murali and spun him around the room, Murali held tight as they eventually slowed down fell on the bed. Salvador poked his head out from the study and Erik and Murali patted the bed. Salvador smiled and sat, Erik ruffled his head and Murali did the same.
End of Chapter VI
Hope you liked it I enjoy letters and comments. Chapter VII will come soon.