The Wounds Within My Heart By James
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The Wounds Within My Heart
Chapter 11
Nohea
Time passed as I continued supervising the building of the center. Pietro and I were now 17, and everything was going along amazingly for all of us! It was now May, and the center was ready, save for the code inspections which were being completed. We were informed that they should be done by either the beginning of June, or the middle of the month. Finally they were completed, and after I signed all the papers finalizing issues on my end, my dad signed off on everything!
The center was going to be called The Woodland House, and my plan had been for it to be in a largely wooded area of the country side. I got my wish, and we had it built in a deeply forested part of Sangger. It was seven floors with the first three being classrooms. The classrooms were what their named implied. They would offer various classes that one normally takes in school. The two floors above the classrooms were where various activities would take place, such as independent living training, as well as Orientation and Mobility activities. Finally, the last two floors held the residence center where kids would stay if they had to have in-depth training requiring them to live for a certain time at the school.
Unlike with most schools for the blind that required kids to live there during the week because of location issues, I did allow for a residence center in case there might be kids who needed to have more in-depth training as mentioned above. The kids I figured who needed this would be those who came from families where the more over-protective parents would start doing everything for the kid once they'd be back home on the weekends. I had noticed that with those kinds of families, the enabling of the kid's dependence, usually was a small part of a larger pattern of dysfunctional or even abusive behavior. I also was intending for the center to be a place for blind kids to live, should they have families like the original family I had before I came to live with my dad.
I specifically made it a point for the center to help kids with other disabilities, whether it be Autism, ADHD, ADD, Cerebral Palsy and other issues. I also was organizing the center to be a place for LGBT kids to be able to come and learn, or even live if they had families who were non-accepting and who wouldn't change their views about their kids. In short, the center would be a safe place for blind kids, and many others society decided were either broken, or if rehabilitation was possible, then it would be rehabilitation but on their terms. I wanted independence for these kids, but according to their own terms, and based on their own hopes, dreams and desires.
Standing in the large spacious staff bedroom, which would be mine and Pietro's once we became 18 and legally allowed to stay here independently, I thought about all of this! I was so glad to have this place created now, when just almost a year ago, it had been just a thought in my head supported by all who loved me. I came out of my thoughts and sat down on the bed as I heard Pietro's familiar footsteps. He had been checking out a couple of the main rooms on the first floor, and now he was coming towards the room where I was.
He walked in and sat down beside me. We hugged for a moment, and I rested my head against his chest. He held me for a while, then we separated as he spoke.
"It's finally here, that's so amazing!" he said.
"It really is, and I love how you supported me through it all," I answered, then we shared a tender kiss. "I love you!"
"I love you too, and I'll always support you," he answered. "I'm glad I got to be here by your side with all of this as well."
"Me too," I said.
We kissed again, and I looked deep into Pietro's eyes.
"I know we had been talking off and on about going all the way," I went on. "We had been talking about it for a long time, and even starting to play around back there with one another. Have you decided when you'd like to give each other our virginities?"
Pietro kissed me deeply, and he shoved his tongue deep into my mouth. I moaned loudly with how good it felt, and we made out for what seemed like forever! Finally, we came back up for air and he spoke.
"I'm glad we waited, and I didn't plan on us waiting until we were several months away from being 18 like we are now," Pietro said. "It's hard to believe that we'll both be 18 early next year. That being said though, I want to go all the way with you here very soon. I want it to be a time when we'll be completely alone together with no interruptions at all."
"I feel the same way," I responded. "I'm glad we waited until now like we did. I think we did the right thing by waiting to give our virginities to one another. I think it'll be even more special now that we'll be a little older when we do it. I also want that time between us to be when we're completely alone, and there's no one else there. I truly do want it to be just you and I, like you were saying. Maybe we can talk your mom and dad, as well as my dad and Eric into letting us stay up at the cabin. We could suggest them staying in the cabin next to us so that we're not all by ourselves. What would you think of that?"
"I think that would be amazing!" Pietro answered. "Would you be alright with us sitting down with them all together so that we can have just the one conversation?"
"I think that would be the easiest way to do it," I answered.
"Good," Pietro responded.
"I'd like to talk with our families this weekend sometime," I said. "Would you be alright with that?"
"I'd be fine with that," Pietro answered.
"Do you know when you'd like to spend our special time together?" I asked.
"Hopefully sometime this up-coming week, or next weekend sometime," Pietro replied.
"That would sound wonderful!" I answered.
"I'm glad to hear that my love," Pietro said, then we kissed once again before exiting the room.
We went back downstairs and after finding my dad and Eric, we all got in the car to head back home.
We did sit down with our families altogether that Saturday afternoon. Dad invited Bryan and Amy over for lunch, and Pietro and I sat down to talk with them. We had the conversation before we got the food ready, and soon everyone was in agreement. Pietro and I would be spending the week after next alone at his house.
Pietro's parents had a vacation they'd be taking that same week after next, and he had mentioned it a couple of times last month. He was thinking about whether or not to go with them, and invite me along. He then decided to stay back, mainly so he could be with me as we worked on the finishing touches to the school. He also wanted to find some extra time to be alone with me. So, this would work out perfectly!
"We'll call a couple of times throughout the day to check on you," Amy said.
"Also, your mom and I talked, and we would like it if you could call us at some point either in the day, or during the evening time to check in," Bryan added.
"I'll ask the same," Dad interjected.
"As would I," Eric said.
"I'm good with that," Pietro said, and I agreed.
"There's food in the freezer as well as in the fridge," Amy said.
"I'll also bring stuff over," Dad said.
"Yeah, I'm sure we'll have lots of left-overs you guys will like," Eric added.
"Thanks," I said.
"We really do appreciate that," Pietro interjected as we all hugged.
That up-coming week came and went, but it felt extremely slow. Pietro and I were up at the school three times that week to check out everything. Our hope was to be in operation within the next couple of months, and with the way things were going, we would be. Finally, our week together was here!
Pietro drove me to his and his family's house on Monday of our special week. Riding along, I thought over everything leading up to where we were at that moment. Once my thoughts went away, I returned to my surroundings where I could feel Pietro taking hold of my hand and squeezing gently.
"Thoughts?" he asked.
I told him everything I was thinking, and he made a happy sound.
"I know it's been a few years," I went on. "But it seems like only yesterday when we met. That moment when we met for the first time at the school for the blind was the truly happiest point of my life! I never knew I'd fall for you like I did. It's been so amazing!"
"It definitely has," Pietro replied as we pulled into the garage.
I sat down on the couch once Pietro and I unpacked my bag in the bedroom. He was in the kitchen getting drinks for us, and I listened as he came towards the doorway leading into the living room. Soon he was approaching the couch, and once he sat down, I took the drink from his out-stretched hand. Thanking him, I took a drink after we tapped bottles.
After taking a drink as well, Pietro sat his bottle down on the table beside the couch. I did the same with the table on my side, and we snuggled for a bit. I loved just being there resting in the arms of the love of my life.
"I love you, and I really do love being with you like this Pietro," I said looking up at him.
He made his familiar hand gesture over the left side of my chest, then took my face in his hands. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips tenderly to mine, and we shared a long and loving kiss!
We shared several more deep and increasingly intense kisses, then we staired into each other's eyes for what seemed like for hours. Finally, Pietro broke eye contact, then leaned down kissing me on my lips again. He retrieved his device and typed for a moment.
"Your love has really enriched my life more than I can say in words!" he said. "Your friendship has really brought total joy to me, and your kindness has really made me feel cherished, loved and safe. Your hugs, kisses and the amazing sex we shared really has deepened that connection and love we have for each other. You also showed me, especially in the beginning of our friendship, just how much you care for me. That truly helped me with being able to believe that I have value and worth. You made me feel like I mattered, and you still do."
We kissed again, and I looked deeply into his eyes.
"You do matter Pietro," I said as our foreheads rested on one another's. "You will always matter, to me, to your family and everyone else who's in your life. You've done the same for me as well. You've made me feel like I can do anything, as well as you've made me feel protected, loved and secure with all the love you've shown me. I mean that about the physical and sensual sides of our love, but I also mean it about the platonic side of our relationship as well. When we're together, just receiving a long hug from you can brighten up my day more than anything in this world! That's always something to which I look forward every time we see each other!"
"I'm really glad you feel the same way!" Pietro answered.
"I really do!" I replied.
We kissed one more time before Pietro stood then held out his hand. He reached down gently taking hold of my own hand for a moment, then letting go and moving his hand to the area of my right thigh. I shivered as he lightly caressed the flesh there. We were both wearing shorts, and mine were loose-fitting basketball shorts. I loved wearing those for my lover, and he moaned softly seeing how I looked in them.
My cock began stiffening rapidly as he slid his fingertips up and down from my knee to almost an inch above my cock. He made sure that his fingertips were under the leg of my boxers as well. It drove me totally crazy when he would get just so close to my cock, then pull away going back down again! He stopped after another moment, then took hold of my hand once more.
I stood, and we went to our room to enjoy one another's bodies even more!
Author's Notes
So now the school is nearing completion as far as being ready for students to start attending. There's also Nohea and Pietro's week together. That will be continuing on in the next chapter. I hope you guys like how all that goes for them.
The Wounds Within My Heart will conclude in the chapter after next, so that will be Chapter 13 as the conclusion. I really hope you guys have enjoyed this story, and I really have enjoyed writing it. We still have the last two chapters though, so it's not over just yet.
All that being said, I hope you're all doing well, and having a good evening. I'll see you guys in Chapter 12.