Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2000 17:28:43 GMT From: Jamie Subject: Chris-and-Jamie Chapter 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hey, the normal stuff: don't read if you're under 18, or if this stuff isn't legal. If you don't like homosexual relationships you won't like this story. Comments are always welcome: virus@dial.pipex.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- Apparently it had all been arranged before Chris phoned me, although neither of us knew about it. Chris's parents needed to go to America for a week to clear up some business and they had asked my parents if Chris could come and stay. They had made Chris phone me to keep the surprise from both of us, only the surprise would be on them when we told them our secret. The car journey was a nightmare, but the ferry crossing was interesting to say the least. After first throwing up over the side of the ferry, Chris decided that it was time for some exploration. This led to different kinds of trouble. The ferry's veranda came out in a ring around the ship and extended out to the front. I went and stood at the front clasping the railings with both hands and looked out to the sea in front. Stealthily, Chris came up behind me and put his arms around my waist and he began to rub me through my jeans. `People can see, stop it.' I said, not too sure of myself. He didn't. Chris continued his rubbing and started to blow into my left ear. `If you don't there will be no sex in France.' He stopped what he was doing, spun me around, gave me his "I'm-too-cute-and-innocent-to-do-anything-wrong" look again and kissed me square on the lips, forcing his tongue between them. Everyone looked on. Some whispered to each other disgusted, but most just accepted that a boy and his boyfriend loved each other and were brave enough to express it in public. I broke the kiss and looked at him. His hair was blowing in the wind and his eyes were wide with love. I drove into those deep eyes. I knew they spelt love. I knew that I would be with Chris for a long time. We arrived at the hotel in the early afternoon. The sun was shining brightly, but it was not as warm as it could be. The driver pulled up to the hotel steps and we emerged from the car and carried our suitcases to the check-in desk. My Dad explained everything to the woman behind the desk and before we turned to go he asked just one more question, which made our eyes light up. `Would it be possible to change our rooms from a double and a twin to two doubles, please?' The affirmative reply forced me to clap my hand over Chris's mouth. His shout would have made the situation a bit suspicious. `Will that be okay with you Chris?' My Dad asked as we moved away from the desk. His mumbles told me that I still had my hand over his mouth. I removed it quickly. `Yes, thank you.' Chris made his reply with a perfectly crisp English accent. I punched him in the arm and he subsided into American again. `I think James and I are going to look around after we've unpacked. Is that alright?' A nod from my Mom gave us the permission that we needed. Dumping the cases in the room we set off around the hotel. I am not very athletic and so I tended to fall behind, except when Chris grabbed my hand and pulled me around like a dog on a lead. We ended up in a deserted corridor, which was opposite to the main pool. When we were halfway down Chris swung me around and furiously attacked my mouth. There was no way I was going to stop him and my hands flew to his back and began to caress. As the kiss became deeper, my hands slipped down and found his cute ass. `A...pardon, Monsieur.' I broke the kiss immediately and swirled to meet the person who had broken our interlude. It was a small boy, dressed in the uniform of the hotel. He came up to us and handed Chris a note. He took it and opened it. The boy disappeared as quickly as he had come. Dear Chris, We just need to clear up a few more things here in DC. We will be back on Sunday. Have fun in Paris and don't get into trouble. Love Mom and Dad. `I can't believe my parents set me up like this.' Chris laughed. `They knew all about this didn't they.' `But they didn't know our big secret did they?' Chris stood quite still. His hands fell from my shoulders and he backed a few steps away. `They DID know?' I was amazed that he might have been able to tell them. `What about me? We weren't even together when this was all planned.' `I...sorta...told them that...I...er...' He burst into tears. Now it was Chris's turn to run away from me. He turned and fled down to the corridor and out to the right. We ran through the main hall and out of the hotel door. He finally collapsed outside on the hotel steps. `Chris, it doesn't matter. I don't care. Look, let's go back inside, it's too cold out here.' His tears subsided slightly and he stumbled to his feet. I led him back to our room and was fumbling with the key when my Mom came out of the room next door. She saw us and went all motherly. `Chris, what's wrong. Did you hurt yourself?' `No Mom, we're fine. Bit of a lover's tiff.' I wish I hadn't said that. `Oh wow, your first fight. I'm so proud of you. You're growing up so fast.' I wish I didn't have a Mom like this. She could be so annoying at times. `We'll be fine, Mom. We just need some time alone.' She disappeared and we entered our room. `Look, Chris, I'm okay with this. I just wished that you had told me first.' He wiped his eyes and looked at me. `I'm sorry, James. I just couldn't. I didn't want to risk losing you. I didn't even know that you were gay for sure -- I just kinda hoped...' I knew what he was going to say, so just like on top of the Monument I ended his sentence for him. This time I did it with a kiss. He looked up. `I'll forgive you this once. You just wait for tonight.' I motioned towards the bed. `I'm sure our first night in the city of love will be interesting.'