Date: Tue, 6 Feb 2001 20:30:47 EST
From: MOoNcHiL0@aol.com
Subject: Falling in Love with a Stranger Part 4

CHAPTER 4 - THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE

I had only been with guy for half the day, but I had fantasized about
something like this for the years I've known him in high school. We stepped
into my house and I shut the door. I started frantically stomping around
the house, looking for anyone that was home. After a few minutes, I
realized that no one was around and I turned around and gave him a big
smack on the lips. I took his hand and we made our way into the living
room. We sat down on the big couch in front of the TV and I snuggled up
close to him and put my hand on his stomach, rested my head on his left
shoulder, while he put his arm around me. I felt safe and warm as I have
never felt in my life. We just sat there and held each other without a word
in the glow of the light of the television.

"You want something to drink?" I inquired after a while.

He turned to me and just smiled, "Nahhh, I just want to hold you for
now..."

"You're a geek, Philip..." I joked.

He made a pouty face and whined, "that's mean!"

I stuck my tongue out, "that's for being corny, dorkus."

"Corny, ehhh?" he said as just tackled me over on the couch and started
tickling me. "Let's find your weakness!" he declared as he made an evil
laugh.

I grabbed his butt and clenched it tightly. "I found your weakness..." I
said as I looked up deviously at him. His muscles got very tense, but the
smile in his face showed relaxation and calm. He placed his warm and soft
lips on my neck, then moved up to my left ear lobe. I felt the wonderous
warmth and wetness of his tongue on my ear. Then, he licked his lips and
placed another gentle kiss onto my cheek and then on my lips. He slithered
his tongue out and started massaging my lower lip. I closed my eyes and
started sucking on his upper lip and extended my tongue to his. It was as
if our tongues were having a courtly dance, whatever it was, it excited the
hell out of me.

It was certainly a sight, he was lying on top of me and we were going at it
like there was no tomorrow. We proceeded with our little ritual as I pushed
on down to the opposite side of the couch and mounted him on his lap. His
deliciously warm tongue pushed in and out of my mouth, blissfully massaging
my lips and tongue as it went along. We simply continued our heavy make out
session with occassional breathers. I looked up at the clock after a while
and I gasped, "oh shit! It's 11:30! How are you gonna get home?" He
shrugged. "Ummm...it's late, just stay here, okay? I don't want you to go
out there now, it's cold and I want to be with you." Just then, I
remembered, my parents would be home soon from work.

"What about your parents? Aren't they gonna trip about it?" he looked a
little concerned.

"Not if they don't know..." I smiled and gave him another kiss. "Use the
phone in the kitchen and tell your parents that you'll be staying over."

He headed into the kitchen and made a short call. He came back as if he was
walking on air, "it's set, I'm gonna stay here tonight. Are you sure your
parents are fine with this?"

"God, I'm like neglected teenager of the year. I swear, I could be running
a drug and prostitution ring in this house and they wouldn't know any
better."

He looked at me with sad eyes and just held me in his arms. "Philip will
protect you tonight!" he announced like a superhero.

"Shut up, Super Philip." I broke his moment of conceitedness.

He just stood there with me in his arms and I enjoyed the moment. Then, I
thought of something really fun to do. I opened the deck in the back of our
house and went outside as he followed. I took a beach mat and laid it out
across the wooden planks. I took some pillows and a blanket outside and we
cuddled up under the blanket.

"So, what's this all about?" he looked at me.

"Look up..." we both stared into the clear night sky. The ocean was in
front of us and the stars were shining above us. It was a picture perfect
moment as we lay there in each others arms under the blanket.

"The sky is so beautiful, but not as beautiful as you, Eugene," he
whispered into my ear.

I held him closer and dug my face into his neck. I wrapped my legs around
his and fiddling with his toes in our socked feet. I have to admit, it was
cliche, but it was the most romantic thing I've ever shared with anyone.
The moment was endless, until I heard the garage door open. I jumped up and
told him to hurry to my room.

I grabbed everything and took it back into the house and greeted my parents
as they walked into the house. I smiled and said I had been studying all
night long. "I'm going to hell for this," I thought.

They were beat and after a while, they went to their own room and were
sound asleep. I slipped back into my room and saw Philip sitting on top of
my bed.

He started making stupid kissy faces at me and in his worst seductive
voice, said, "come hither, lover."

I threw a pillow at him, "you're a retard."

He took my abuse well, he threw the pillow behind him and grabbed me onto
my bed. He pointed to my cork board and he had posted a little drawing.
While I was distracting my parents, he drew a little heart and wrote,
"Philip loves Eugene."

"I don't know why, but that's the cutest thing you've done for me today."

I felt so special, I felt loved, almost needed. I was in bliss. I looked
over at my clock and saw it was past midnight.

"It's getting late, we should go to sleep. We've got school," I said sadly.

"Only if I get to hold you all night long," he smiled.

I nodded and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and change into
sweats and a t-shirt.

"Cute," he said with an undertone of sarcasm, he said of my cartoon
character t-shirt.

"Bite me," I bitched. "What are you going to wear to sleep?" I finally
thought.

"How about nothing?" he began stripping.

I was about to start drooling all over again, but I knew I had to be strong
and I knew we weren't about ready for something like that. "Uhhhh, no," I
said as I rummaged through my things and threw a larger pair of sweats and
a shirt at him. He started pouting, but put the clothes on.

I shut the lights off and we hopped into my bed. I turned the alarm on and
I dug my face into his chest as he wrapped me his muscular arms. Under his
tight clutch and listenting to his calm breathing, I drifted off to sleep
in a matter of minutes, enjoying his wonderful scent in my sleep.


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