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Lukas - My Best Mistake

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Chapter 9 - News

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"You're getting adopted?" I couldn't believe my ears.

Lukas was still looking at me with his bright eyes but he blushed and looked away when I asked.

"Well not yet. And not for sure. But I overheard that someone called the orphanage director. Some people who had known my parents before I was born."

My head was spinning. What are the odds...

"I mean, I don't know for sure," he said when he saw my face and suddenly I saw fear in his eyes. "That doesn't mean we wouldn't see each other again, right?" he asked insecurely.

"It depends on who are those people," I said with a lump in my throat. Did I go this far just for some random people to show up and steal Lukas from me forever?

"Matt, it will be so much better. I will get to go outside, have my own phone. I'll see you every day!" Lukas exclaimed.

"I hope you're not wrong, Lukas," I said, forcing a smile. I didn't want to act like a downer but clearly, the boy had a better feeling about this situation than me.

Lukas just smiled back and leaned in for another kiss. I stopped him. We were in my car just by the sidewalk. It wasn't busy at this time of the day but we were being way too careless.

"How much time do you have?" I asked.

"An hour or two. Why?"

"I made a friend just next door yesterday. I'll ask if he'll take us in. We're a bit too exposed here."

I told Lukas about Kamil. He was pretty skeptical at first and asked me questions about him. He never said it but I felt he was suspicious. I told Lukas that the teen saw us making out but he's gay too and he's a good guy. The whole situation was so strange that I wasn't surprised at all that Lukas started looking nervous. But anyway, he said it's okay that we go meet him. I called the lonely genius. He said he's not home but would be back in five.

"Hey, I'm Kamil," the teen said, extending his hand to Lukas. He met us just outside the car.

"Lukas," the boy replied, shaking the hand.

"Let's go inside," Kamil said and we all went upstairs.

Kamil invited us to the living room, turned on the TV, and muted it.

"I'll go grab a shower. A long one," he said and left us there. He was really something.

As soon as we heard the bathroom door close behind Kamil, Lukas jumped on me and I held him by his butt while we kissed. I got tired after a while so I put him down and we continued on the expensive Persian carpet.

"We'll be together soon," I whispered between kisses.

"I know, Matt."

I had enough. I almost tore down the boy's shorts and his white briefs and buried my face in his groin. He was leaking and moaned when I swallowed his dick. There was no time for foreplay this time but we were both beyond needing it. Lukas started pushing his hips as I was going down on him and didn't even last five minutes. He grabbed my head and fucked my face hard. I bet all the neighbours heard him when he came. There was more than he's ever produced but still enough to fit on my tongue. I sucked all the seed I could from his ejaculating hardness and swallowed it like nectar. Now, I knew I had only seconds before I came in my pants. I just barely managed to lower them and a few strokes later, I was cumming on the boy's exposed belly. Somehow I managed not to hit the priceless rug.

Lukas was sweet but his post-orgasmic face was something to die for. I leaned over him and we returned to making out. We were both out of breath so we made out slowly, just caressing our lips and tongue.

I pulled away from the kiss for a moment to look Lukas in the eyes. I didn't want it all to happen so fast and I was afraid I scared him. But fortunately, there was only a blissful haze in his eyes. We didn't say "I love you" very often but we didn't have to. I saw it in his beautiful eyes and I hope he saw nothing less in mine. He was still new to sex, I had to remember it more often. He could easily delude me into thinking he was older than he really was. Sure, he was very mature for his age and seemed to have his emotions figured out, sometimes even more than I did. But he was still a kid and even though he could be so confident and out there, he was still looking up to me for confirmation and guidance. I didn't know if I could offer than, but I knew what I could offer.

"I love you, Lukas."

"I love you too, Matt."

Just then, I heard the shower stop in the bathroom and stood up to get the paper towels. It took me a while to clean Lukas and I didn't really hurry because the view of his half-naked body was a form of art itself, begging to be adored. We got dressed and settled on the couch just in time before Kamil reentered the room.

"What were you doing?" the teen asked, smirking.

"Just talking," Lukas replied as innocently as he could.

I give Lukas a look. I hoped he wasn't becoming a fluent liar because of me. Kamil didn't push it and it was clearly just an innocent tease.

"What movies do you like, Lukas?" Kamil asked, browsing his CD collections.

"I don't know, action?" the youngest boy said, scratching his head.

"Cool. Did you see Constantine?"

"No," Lukas replied. I noticed the familiar look on his face, the one he wore whenever he felt like he was the only one in the room clueless about something.

"Awesome! I'll put it on," Kamil exclaimed and put the DVD inside the player and proceeded to turn on the home cinema. Lukas seemed relieved that he wasn't poked at for not knowing a popular movie and made himself comfortable, nesting into my lap on the couch.

"I don't know if we have enough time to watch it all," I said, ruffling my boyfriend's dirty blond hair.

"Then you can watch the rest next time you're here. I don't have too many guests if you didn't guess it already."

I didn't protest, so Lukas cuddled into me and we started watching. Kamil sat respectfully on the other side of the couch and started picking his nails. That was an awful habit but I guessed his parents weren't around often enough to scold him for that. And my parental instincts didn't kick in yet to enter that role for him. On the other hand, caring for Lukas was the most rewarding thing that ever happened to me, so who knows?

We were watching in silence for a while. Lukas was sitting with his knees bent and his feet on the couch, resting against me. He made himself comfortable more quickly than I anticipated. I was still going down from my orgasm and I bet he was, too. The feeling was almost too cosy. And Kamil's presence made it even better. It was great to be with Lukas alone, hiding us from the world, but sitting there and acting like a couple in front of our newly-made friend was just something else. I took several extreme risks of showing us to the world and so far we managed to avoid any backlash. But I knew very well how reckless I was and that I was risking more than my life and freedom. I was also putting Lukas at risk and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face the consequences. I didn't care anymore. I'd already seen what happens if I choose not to choose at all.

Lukas rested his head just below my chin and I continued caressing his hair softly, imagining the tingling feeling inside his body and how his orgasm had made him feel. I don't know why, but I'd been afraid there would be some tension between him and Kamil. Maybe it was because I was attracted to Kamil and didn't have a chance to admit it to Lukas, yet. And I knew I must admit it sooner or later or else I'll risk breaking Lukas's trust. Again.

"I gotta pee," Lukas said and left the room. I immediately missed the warm cover he provided.

As soon as he left the room, Kamil turned his head to me and gave me a knowing look and a cheeky smile.

"What?" I grunted, but couldn't help but smile back.

"Nothing. You two look cute together," he said.

"I suppose."

"Wish we all could be friends," he said after a short pause.

"Aren't we?" I asked, "You got my phone number and email, I know where you live. Lukas doesn't seem to dislike you, yet."

I realised that my fears of Lukas being uncomfortable around Kamil were nonsense. I was only projecting my own fears onto the boy. I remembered how quickly he'd made friends with neighbour kids from my block back in Big City. I was probably the most inhibited and shy of the three.

"You tell me," the teen said and turned his attention back to the movie.

I continued staring at him for a while, wondering what was his problem and then it hit me. Kamil never gave up on me. There must have been jealousy stirring in his slim body and I realised his careless stance seemed forced. He was hurting. He was mature enough to know how to hide it but I felt that way too many times to be deceived. I made a mental note not to give Kamil hard times and avoid being overly touchy and lovey-dovey with Lukas around him. I genuinely wanted both boys to be happy. But then again, I knew very well what can happen when you try to make everyone happy.

I heard a swooshing sound coming from the toilet and a minute later Lukas appeared in the room. He was holding the edge of his t-shirt between his chin and his chest, working to fasten back his belt and giving us a good view at his flat belly. Kamil had insisted he was into older guys but he took his sweet time inspecting my boyfriend who seemed unaware of the attention. A moment later, he nested himself into my side.

"Hey Lukas," Kamil said after a minute or two, "how's life back there at the orphanage?"

"You can get used to that," Lukas replied but didn't seem to know what else to say.

"School is tough?"

"Yeah, I guess."

There was silence again. Kamil was giving Lukas a younger brother treatment but his intentions seemed genuine.

"You have a big house, Kamil," Lukas said with awe.

"It's my parents' house but yeah."

"It's way bigger than Matt's place," he said and gave me a sly grin.

Despite both boys' attempts to start a conversation, none of us was able to pick it up and we found ourselves watching the movie again but after so many distractions I didn't know what was going on. And I had wanted to see this movie someday.

My mind went back to what Lukas told me earlier. He's getting adopted. By who? When? Why now? From what I managed to establish, boys his age and older were usually lost cases and even if an adoption procedure began for them, it could often take even two years or more and by that time, the parents-to-be would lose interest altogether. I'll have to call my parents as soon as I'm alone. I knew it couldn't be them. It was too soon for them to make any actions even if they ever decide to. And as Lukas said, it was supposedly someone who used to know the boys' parents. Then I remembered Lukas had a sister somewhere and it stopped making sense for me altogether.

But then I noticed that Lukas was still staring at Kamil who was wiggling his feet and biting his nails. I admit Kamil looked pretty mesmerizing like that with his boyish ways. The dim light gave his features even some extra appeal. His sexuality was beaming and it had to be obvious for anyone who knew how and where to look.

"Why don't you come cuddle with us, Kamil?" Lukas said out of the blue and I felt shivers down my spine.

Kamil looked at us and for the first time, he seemed to be caught off-guard. Lukas was looking him in the eyes without shame.

"Nah, I'm good. I get a better view of you two from here," the teen said, forcing carelessness.

So yeah, I already decided I shouldn't be teasing Kamil but I still had to talk to Lukas. The younger boy was oblivious of the effect his words could be having on Kamil. But I started doubting if the three of us could be friends with this much sexual tension between us. I didn't know for sure if Lukas was attracted to Kamil but this cuddling suggestion seemed suspicious at least. But knowing Lukas, he probably just didn't want Kamil to feel left out and his intentions were pure. But then again, you know what they say about good intentions.

And I think it was as far as we could get that evening. Nothing else was said for another hour after which I suggested to Lukas that he shouldn't push his luck and go back to the facility. He reluctantly agreed. I told him I'd like to stay at Kamil's a while longer and I'll be seeing him soon.

We talked for a bit more and Kamil agreed to be a link between us. From now on, Lukas would go to Kamil if he wanted to talk to me and Kamil would call me. Granted, Kamil was away a lot but he gave Lukas his schedule to help them sync. No more camping in my car for hours, thank god!

I asked Kamil if I could stay a while longer. He agreed, so I kissed Lukas goodbye and watched him running down the staircase before closing the door after him.

Kamil was strangely serious sitting on the couch when I got back to him. He'd turned off the TV and was looking glum.

"Hey man, is everything okay?" I asked, sitting next to him.

He nodded but I could've sworn he was gritting his teeth. He wasn't okay at all.

"You sure? I know Lukas wasn't very sensitive but he's a good boy. He didn't..."

I didn't finish because as soon as I mentioned Lukas, I saw Kamil's jaw started trembling a second later a long sob followed. Before I could react, the teen tilted his head away from me and tears started flowing. For a few moments, I didn't know what to do but quickly made up my mind.

"There, there," I said, embracing him softly, "I know it doesn't help but I know that feeling."

"I... know..." he said between sobs, "I'll get over it. I just need to vent."

For a moment, he seemed to be regaining control over his emotions but then came the second wave and his sobbing intensified. He hugged me back and buried his face in my chest, silently wailing and making my shirt all wet.

"There there, buddy," I patted his head gently.

"I wanted to say yes so badly, Matt," he said weekly when the second wave passed. He was still in tears and his voice was shaking but at least he was able to speak.

"To what, buddy?" I asked.

"When Lukas asked if I wanted to cuddle with you. I said no, but," sob, "I regretted it right away. But I knew it would only get worse if I said yes."

I sighed. Most of the words of comfort that came to my head were either cliches or obvious lies and he was too smart to be fed with any.

"I wish I knew how to make it easier for you, Kamil," I said eventually.

"It's good, Matt," he said, not letting go of me, "it's good now. I needed it."

"Is it about just me, or the both of us now?" I asked him, dreading the answer whatever it would be.

"You... mostly," he replied and I didn't intend to dig further.

What did I ever do to become an object of desire of two teenage boys in the period of just a few weeks? I blamed it all on this single decision I made on that train back then. If I'd just left Lukas to his fate, none of this would ever happen and I would live my old, boring life to this day. And I knew I wasn't very good-looking. And me being smart and funny - that was a very subjective opinion and I knew people who would disagree

"I know it all makes being friends complicated, right?" I asked, still pretty amazed at how quickly I was ready to call this boy a friend.

"Yeah, it does. But I do want to be friends with you. Just give me time. Maybe I'll..."

"... find someone," I finished for him, "that would be preferred, yeah. But if you are like me, Kamil... and the more I know you the more I think you are... So yeah, if you are like me, then I know it won't be easy."

I patted him on the back and gently pushed him away to look him in the eyes. They were still red but his breakdown was over.

"Thanks for being honest. I guess you're right," he said.

"But I wasn't kidding, Kamil, you are great. I would die to have a friend like you when I was your age and we'll find you a boyfriend in no time."

"Kamil, the lonely crybaby," the teen said and we cuddled again, chuckling.

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