So, I was standing there only in my boxers - my skin dripping with sweat from both exhaustion and excitement, a raven clenched in my fist so fiercely tight that I almost smashed his fucking little bones – when the dorm door flew open and Tiffany and Darryl came in.

“Geez, Justin... hehehe... are you making a movie or something?” Tiffany, tactful as always, threw me an amused grin, whereas Darryl tried to maintain a casual expression. Needless to say that his lips trembled with excitement.

"I, uhm... I mean, I just..." God this was SO not comfortable!. How do you explain standing in your room practically naked, trying to kill a bird???

My face was turning red, I could physically feel myself blushing.

"I guess, I'll better drop by again, tonight." Tiffany said left the room - not without giving me a last suppressed giggle on her way out, of course.

The door closed, and the slight breeze that it caused softly tickled my naked chest. I lifted my head as if I had just realised that Darryll was here, and my face must have looked as strange and alerting as I felt inside, because Darryll's grin instantly faded into puzzlement and concern.

"Justin...?" He carefully asked and took a step closer.

I must have loosened my grip on the raven when my tears set in, and when it gave a loud and fierce cry, I was surprised and shocked enough to suddenly open my hand completely. A bush of little black feathers flew up before my face as it zoared through the open window and vanished into the sunlight.

"Darryll, I..."

His arms caught my me in a tight hug, and the dam broke the second my face hit his shoulder.

 
Some deep breaths and a cup of Darryll’s special „feelgood coffee“ later, I had recovered enough to give him a warm smile.

„Darryll...“ I started, „I can’t really thank you enough for everything you’re doing for me. I...“

„It’s ok, Jus.“ He cut me off in a soft voice. „Really, it is. I wouldn’t be there for you if I didn’t want to, you know.“

„Yeah, but.... I don’t know, I just feel like I’m not really... myself since I’m here. I mean, there’s been so much going on lately, like Danny and that... that Raven... I just don’t think that...“ Every single muscle in my body seemed to soften with the sigh I let out.

„Look, Justin, I don’t mean to be curious – really, I don’t – but... don’t you wanna tell me what’s the deal with that raven, anyway?“

„What do you mean? What deal?“ Of course, I knew exactly what he meant. But no matter how much I had really started to trust him, I just couldn’t help but asking myself if he would be able to believe me.

„Well...“ he started, „All I know is that when Tiffany and I came in, you stood there in your briefs with that raven in your hand. Now, don’t get this the wrong way, but you looked so... hurt, somehow. And there was something in your eyes that...“ He lifted his right hand and carefully brought it up to carefully touch my cheek. His eyes connected to mine, and their endlessly deep blue finished the sentence that his soft and sweet lips left uncontinued. The warm breeze of his fingers slowly sliding down my neck and to my shoulder made me breathe harder, and I almost feared that the uncontrollable speeding of my heartbeat was pumping hard enough to be shown in the vibrating of my still naked chest. I always thought that that metaphor about the world around you, like, “fading” away, but the exact thing was happening to me right now. We were still sitting on my bed, our faces so close before one another that I could almost taste the warmth of his breath on my lips. Oh god, how I wished that he wouldn’t back away this time!

And he didn’t. I couldn’t say how long it took us to finally do it, but when I felt our lips and tongues uniting, everything else suddenly lost its importance. There was only Darryll and me and this moment – this sweet, exciting and (I had to admit that one to myself) also arousing moment that we seemed to share in some parallel reality, in which we were the only population of a whole planet of unstoppably growing pleasure and deepest intimacy.

“You know, Justin...” he breathlessly whispered, “That’s what I’ve been phantasizing about all the time.”

He closed my lips with a passionate kiss before I was had the chance to tell him how much i, too, had longed to kiss him. My hands unbuttoned his shirt while our tongues tentatively explored each other, and the next time I was able to concentrate on anything else than the smell of CK One on his skin, we were both naked, lying, no, almost swaying on the bed in a tight emrace that took my breath away and filled my lungs with all the love and desire of the world instead.

“Oh Darryll...” I whispered when I felt him covering my smooth, hairless chest with kisses that seemed to brand my skin with his presence. The soft tickle of his tongue lowering down to my belly button made me press my whole body up against him with lust, and when his sweet lips finally closed around their aim, it felt like I should be fighting the waves that washed from my groin up through my whole body, in order not to faint.