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events are fictitious in nature.
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American
Differences
-By
EmulatedLove
Chapter Two: Getting closer
I
could hear Jamie's quick, short breaths as he laid there next to me.
Everything seemed to happen so quickly, yet I could still remember
the tiniest detail. My mind rewound back a couple of minutes, letting
me experience everything again...
My gaze drifted over his
perfect body before resting on his eyes. He was giving me that look
again. That look with empowering confidence. “Am
I just imagining it? Am I getting it all wrong?”
I asked myself while looking for something, anything that would tell
me what to do. He blinked. Was that a sign? My heart was hammering in
my chest as he leaned forward, with my world fading black as I
closed my eyes.
Our lips met, sending electrifying sparks
throughout my body and causing me to squirm inside. His lips were so
soft and smooth against my own. And his gentle breath across my cheek
was heavenly. I gripped him tightly, my knees feeling like they were
about to give way. My pulsing erection was straining against my
trousers below, begging to be released. His tongue flicked across my
lips. I parted them, letting him inside. He snaked his tongue into my
mouth. I shivered in ecstasy.
I had to feel his skin against
my own. I broke the liplock. Jamie looked at me panicky, but smiled
when I started to tug at his shirt. He got the message and pulled it
over his head. My cock jerked at the sight of his smooth, tanned
chest and hard, lickable nipples. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and
pulled it up off me. I stared deep into his eyes, before moving in
again. I felt his hard erection digging into me. God! He was driving
me crazy! I needed more.
I broke the kiss and pushed him up
against my bed. He fell back against the sheets as he pulled me down
on top. I ground my hips against his, pressing our erections
together. I moaned into his mouth, giving into my new addiction. I
felt his soft hands roam across my back as he pushed up against me.
He rolled me over on the bed, putting him on top, in charge. I ran my
fingers over his back, feeling his muscles, before going lower and
gripping his ass, eliciting a moan. His body felt so good in my arms,
like we were carefully shaped, just for this purpose.
I could
feel my orgasm starting to form. He was close too. His breathing
became short, quick bursts against my face, as his humped with more
urgency. He came first. I felt him squirmed against me as he let out
a boyish whimper. He pushed me over the edge. I felt it began from my
toes, quickly working its way up to my cock before I exploded in my
boxers. I came so hard I saw stars. I became paralysed with the never
ending waves of pleasure. I felt him breathe heavily in my arms as he
came down from his orgasmic high, his head resting on my chest. I
buried my face in his hair and inhaled his perfect scent. Jamie was
perfect...So very perfect....
“Matt...Matt?”
I
broke my trance and looked across at Jamie to see him frowning
slightly, obviously concerned.
“Matt, are you ok?”
He asked me.
I smiled at him, “Yeah...I'm...Good. Really
good.”
*
It's
amazing how quickly one week seems to pass when you fall in love for
the first time. Never in my life had I felt so satisfied, so content
that it felt like I was gonna burst! I'd fallen for Jamie Keller big
time and he had fallen for me. Every second that I spent with him was
really special.
I'm not talking about sex either because it
has only happened the once. It wasn't like we didn't want to but
there was always someone about whenever we wanted to get close. But
that didn't stop us from our clothed make out sessions though. With
the added protection of a locked door, that is. But in hindsight, it
has let me appreciate the smaller things. Like just being with him,
being in his presence, it was by far rewarding enough.
Jamie
was a real romanticist at heart. At school when I'd go to open my
locker, I'd often find a little slip of paper there with the words,
“I love you.” or even just a drawing of a heart. He'd
always deny putting them there, but that cute smile of his always
betrayed him. He also had this unnerving power to reduce me to a
giddy mess, just by exposing me to that look in his eyes. That same
look that he'd have whenever we were together alone.
School
hasn't been the same since Jamie started. I actually looked forward
to spending those lessons with him. To my surprise, my work hasn't
suffered because of this distraction,
if anything it has improved. Yep, my man had brains too! Of course
this and his good looks didn't go unnoticed by the swarms of girls
who'd want to cling-on to him and not let go. They'd always comment
on his accent, and ask him ridiculous questions. Jamie found this
unsettling at first and would always give me this look that cried,
“Help me!” But I found it hilarious. I made sure though
that if any girl started to get too close, or they started to enjoy
themselves a little too much, then I would step in. He's MY boyfriend
after all!
It was on a Friday afternoon after school when
Jamie, the guys and I went out to the town centre to hang around the
shops. Jamie hadn't been there yet so we thought we'd show him
around. Connor and Max were finishing looking inside some sports shop
while Jamie and I waited outside. I began to wonder what Jamie
thought of the place.
“I bet you're used to large
shopping centres, sorry I mean shopping malls.” I said to
him.
Jamie shook his head, “Not every shop is inside a
mall, there's still shops in the town and stuff.”
“There's
no Bloomingdale's over here though.”
He smiled at me,
“And what do you know about Bloomingdale's?”
“Only
what they say in Friends.”
He
laughed at that.
“What? That show taught me a lot.”
He
just shook his head at me again and smiled.
Once Connor and
Max finished up in the sports shop we walked around for a while
longer before we caught the bus home. We said a quick goodbye to the
other guys and said that we'd make plans tomorrow, before we set off
for my house. Jamie's parents had invited me over for dinner tonight
so he was going to be walking with me to my house so I could get
changed before we went over to his. His sister wasn't going to be
there as she was having a sleepover their cousins, so it would just
be Jamie, myself and his parents.
I actually learned about
Jamie's mom and dad from my own parents. As it turned out Jamie's
dad, Noah Keller, was their new boss at work. And judging by the
couple of times that I've met him, he seemed to be a kind and nice
man. Sue Keller his mum, sorry, his mom,
was also a very nice person. All in all, he had some very nice
parents. After Jamie introduced me to them, they had been quick to
tell me that I was welcome over any time. Tonight was the first time
that they specifically asked for me though, so I wanted to impress
them. Not that they knew that I was dating their son, but I knew that
so it just felt right somehow.
I walked into my room and
headed over to my wardrobe to find something to wear tonight. I heard
the door being locked behind me and seconds later felt Jamie's arms
snake their way around my waist, making me tingle inside. I always
liked it when he held me close to him, so I could feel his warm chest
against my back. He nuzzled his face in my neck, causing goosebumps
to form on my skin,
“I love you.”
I leaned
back against him, “I love you too.”
He inhaled
gently, “You always smell so good.” He moaned.
I
turned around to face him, and kissed him softly. People always talk
about the first kiss, but with Jamie, every kiss was like the first
kiss. It had the same feeling of excitement, that same feeling of
electricity passing through us. It was always special.
His
mouth moved against mine as our kiss deepened. I moaned into him as
we danced with our tongues. I suddenly became aware of an tapping
noise, but it wasn't until I heard my name being called out did I
pull back and realise where I was.
“Matt? Matt? Why is
the door locked?” Came Josh's voice through the door.
“Just
a minute.” I replied before looking around, trying to come up
with an excuse.
I walked over to the door and opened it before
Josh walked right past me and looked around my room, “What were
you doing in here?”
I couldn't believe my little
brother, never has he been so interested in what I was doing before,
but now he's all on the scene. I was about to answer but Jamie
interrupted,
“Matt was just about to get dressed, so he
locked the door.”
Thank you Jamie! Somebody was in for a
treat tonight.
Josh wasn't so gullible, “But you were in
here.”
“He's a guy! I was locking it in case mum
came up here, if you must know.” I replied, suddenly able to
speak coherently.
He seemed satisfied with that.
“What
do you want Josh?”
“Oh, Adam's coming over and I
wanted to play Fifa with him...”
“What do you
need?” I asked, interrupting him.
“Your
Playstation controller, please.”
Usually I wouldn't lend
anything to Josh as he was prone to breaking things accidentally, but
in this case I wanted him to go. I walked over to my desk and handed
him my controller.
“Thanks Matt. Bye Jamie.” He
replied while running out of my room.
I walked over and closed
the door behind him, locking it again, “You're lucky you don't
have a younger brother.” I said.
“You're kidding,
I have a sister. That's much worse!” He replied while sitting
down on my bed.
“I can imagine.” I replied, while
choosing a pair of black, bootcut jeans and a loose fitting pink
t-shirt. I turned around to face Jamie, holding them up against me,
“What do you think?”
He stared at them for a
second, “I think you'll look sexy in pink.” He replied
quietly, “But I think you look sexy anyway.”
I
smiled at him, “Ok, what are you after?”
“Nothing.”
He laid down on my bed and propped himself up on one elbow, “Well,
you could get changed right there. I've got a good view.”
“Perv!”
I replied.
He just winked at me in response.
I started
to remove my shirt. I made sure that did it as real slow. Just to
tease him. Once it was off over my head, I dropped it to the floor. I
looked over at Jamie who was watching my every move. I turned around
and bent over slightly, flashing him my boxer covered bum as I began
to remove my trousers. I pulled them down my thighs and kicked them
off my feet, leaving me in my socks and boxers. I stood up straight,
causing my erection to be squeezed tightly against the waistband of
my underwear. I turned back around again and watched as Jamie's eyes
roamed across my body before focusing on my hardness.
“You're
so beautiful Matt.” He said, making my cheeks feel warm as I
giggled softly. It was the first time Jamie's seen me with this
little amount of clothing. Part of me wanted to strip completely, but
I wanted to save it for a special time.
He continued to watch
as I put on the pink shirt and pulled up my jeans, but pouted
somewhat when I zipped them up.
“Sorry, show's over.
Next time I watch you strip.” I said, grinning at him.
“Deal.
It was well worth it.” He replied.
I walked over to my
bed and sat down next to him. He looked so deliciously cute laying
there on my bed. I wish I could just lay there next to him right now
and not have to get up, ever. But his parents would be expecting us
soon, so we'd have to leave in a little while.
“Your
parents, how are they with...erm...the whole 'gay thing'.” I
asked.
He giggled, “Gay thing?”
“You
know, what do they think about gay people and stuff?” I
asked.
He thought for a moment, “Well my dad doesn't
really seem to care, but my mum is kinda repulsed by it.”
“My
parents are like your mum.”
He sat up, “It's not
easy, is it?.”
I shook my head, “Especially when
all I want to do is tell them about my hot American boyfriend.”
I said, before giving him a small kiss.
“Mmm.” He
moaned against my mouth.
I pulled back and patted his leg,
“You good to go, babes?”
He smiled, “Yep,
let's go.”
*
Everytime
I go inside Jamie's house is special for me. The design and layout
was really nice as it had a very modern feel to the place while still
being cosy. He may have only recently moved in, but it was already
filled with his intoxicating scent. His house was about the same size
as mine with three storeys and four bedrooms, but the layout was
slightly different. Downstairs was the lounge, dining room, study and
kitchen. On the second floor, were three bedrooms along with the main
bathroom and upstairs in the loft was Jamie's room.
As we
entered the house I could already smell something familiar being
cooked in the kitchen. I removed my coat and shoes at the door as
Jamie's dad walked up to greet us,
“Hey Matt, how you
doing?” He asked, shaking my hand.
“I'm fine thank
you Mr Keller, how are you?” I replied.
“Not too
bad thanks, and please, call me Noah.” He replied before
turning to Jamie, who was sniffing the air.
“What are we
having?” Asked Jamie.
“Your mom wanted to try her
hand at some English food, so we're having Cottage
pie.”
He said.
“Well it smells delicious, she's doing a good
job.” I said.
“I'll tell her you said that.”
He replied, “You can go on up. I'll call you guys down when the
foods ready. Give us another 20 minutes.”
“Ok,
Dad.” He replied before turning to me and ushering me up the
stairs.
Jamie's room was lovely, it was a perfect
personification of him. To the left hand side was a double bed, next
to to that was a slanted window, in the roof. On the right of his
room was his desk with his computer and a wardrobe alongside that. On
the wall which housed the door were some posters, there were a few of
some baseball players that I had no idea about, but they were very
good according to Jamie. And there were also a couple of movie
posters. Opposite his bed, mounted on the wall was a nice sized TV,
along with an Xbox on a cabinet below.
I walked in and headed
over to his bed before falling head first onto the sheets. I buried
my head in his pillow and inhaled. It smelled so good! Just like my
American god. I turned around to see where he was and noticed him
standing there next to the door with a smile on his
face.
“Do
you want me to leave you and the bed alone?” He asked.
I
blushed, “Sure, or you could come and join us.”
“I
might just do that.” He replied, heading over and laying down
next to me. Placing his face inches away from mine.
I stared
deeply into his steely grey eyes. Wondering how I was so lucky to
have met someone as special as Jamie. Everything about him was
perfect. From his cute little nose, to his dirty blonde hair. I
watched as he reached out with his hand and pulled my face towards
his. I closed my eyes as his soft, moist lips made contact with mine,
fading out the world around me. I exhaled out of my nose as his
tongue entered me. I ran my hand through his short, soft hair while I
explored his mouth. He tasted real good. He wrapped an arm around my
back and drew me closer, pressing our chests together. I moaned at
the extra contact, feeling safe and loved in his strong arms. Time
seemed to have little meaning as we were engaged in that lip lock. It
was easy to get lost in the passion of the moment, but we pulled
apart at lightning speed when we heard his dad's voice shout up to
us,
“The food's ready guys.”
We sat still
and listened in case he was coming up, but heard nothing. I looked up
at Jamie. His swollen, red lips betraying our recent activity. I
could feel his hardness pressing against mine. I so badly wanted to
stay there and finish what we started. He leaned in and gave me a
quick kiss,
“We should head down there.” He said
softly.
I nodded as I caressed his cheek, “Yeah. I love
you Jamie.”
“I love you too Matt.”
We
untangled our legs from each other and got up off the bed before
adjusting ourselves and heading downstairs.
His dining room
was quite a large space, dominated by a big six seater table in the
middle of the room. The table was set beautifully, it was clear that
Jamie's parents went the extra mile to make sure everything was
perfect. It didn't seem like they were doing it to impress me either,
it was something that they did for every meal. Although if they were
trying to impress me, all they really had to do was throw Jamie into
the same room as me and deal done, I would have been more than happy.
Sue had made quite a large amount of food. The Cottage Pie
itself was lovely, complete with carrots, peas and gravy. And while
she had adhered to the recipe that she found, it still had an
original taste to it. Everyone seemed to enjoy, myself included. It
was great sitting there having a formal meal with Jamie. Whenever
someone would say something funny, he would do this cute little
smile, even flashing his beautifully white teeth more than once.
Jamie's parents were asking me quite a few questions, either about my
school, the area and just about England in general.
“So
you're both doing GCSE's now, right?” Asked Sue.
I
nodded, “Yep, all our exams are this year. In the
summer.”
“And that's it, no school after that,
right?” Asked Jamie.
“Yeah, after that, we're
finished.” I replied.
Jamie grinned.
“What
about A-levels?” Asked Noah.
“Oh Dad! I don't want
to hear about more school!” Moaned Jamie, covering his ears and
causing Sue and me to laugh.
Noah laughed too, “Ok, no
more talk about school. You can relax now.” He said before
turning to me, “So what about the girls in your school, any
good enough for our Jamie?”
I had expected something
like this to come up, so it wasn't that much of a surprise for me. It
was for Jamie though. I glanced at him to see a false smile on his
face, obviously concerned with where this could lead. I initially
wanted to answer his question with a simple, 'NO!',
but I decided to have a little bit of fun instead.
“Actually,
now that you say that, there is this one girl...”
I said trailing off, causing Jamie's eyes to widen.
Noah
smiled and leaned forward, “Really? What's her name?”
I
looked at Jamie, “Hayley. She seems to be quite interested in
Jamie. She's always saying how cute his accent is.” Ok, now
that was a lie. I don't think Hayley has ever said that, but I have!
All the time! And Jamie knows this.
Sue and Noah laughed,
while Jamie gave me this small smile. He knew what I was doing.
“So
what's this Hayley girl like?” Asked Noah, facing Jamie.
I
saw a devilish look in his eye, he was planning something, “She's
nothing special, besides, I have my eye on someone else.” He
replied, looking his dad in the eye before giving me that sexy look
that he does.
Awww, he was talking about me! What a cutie! I
wanted to lean over and place a kiss on his lips there and
then.
After a short and futile attempt, Sue and Noah finally
gave up about trying to get some more information about this someone
else
that caught Jamie's eye. Once we'd finished dinner, Jamie and I
cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher before heading
back upstairs for a while.
I stepped into his room before
Jamie spun me around, “Sleep over here tonight.”
“What?”
I asked.
He placed his hands on my hips, “Sis isn't here
and mom and dad don't usually come up here. We'll be alone.”
The
idea of that was really tempting, really
tempting, “But they are only one floor down.” I
replied.
“Then you'll have to be quiet.” He said
before giving me a quick kiss.
I giggled and smiled at him,
“Ok, let me call home.”
He nodded, “I'll
check with mom and dad.” He replied as he walked out of his
room.
I stood there in disbelief for a couple of seconds. I
reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone before I dialled home. I
kept hitting the wrong buttons, my fingers were trebling slightly, in
anticipation of what could happen tonight. What could happen between
me and my American god.
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