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The Piano Lesson
It has been about 4 months since it all happened, what I call my 'awakening'. I have virtually no memory of anything before that time, unfortunately for me, everyone else does. I can't even walk down the street without someone stopping to tell me that they are glad I'm back. I'm back. somehow I don't see it that way, it's my first time around. Laying here in my room, the only thing I know for sure are there are things I am thinking that I just can't share, no matter how much I want to.
Out of nowhere, my thoughts are interrupted by a knock at my bedroom door.
"Colin, it's me Amy" I heard, Amy, my 'girlfriend', I've grown to resent that fact, it's as though I have no say in the matter, since the old Colin and her were together, I am expected to be.
"Come in Amy." I muttered in the most non-offensive tone I could muster.
"Hi, your mom let me in and said to come on up, how are you?" She said before kissing my on the cheek. That is a question I hear all too often 'how are you?' I am so tired of it, I am not a piece of glass!
"I'm great now that you're here!" I said to her, feeling almost guilty because I knew I was lying. "How are you, that's what important!"
"You know me, just making sure that you have everything you need." She said sweetly. That was the problem though, I DON'T know you, at least not like you remember, I thought to myself.
"So, I was thinking, since this is almost like our new Anniversary, it being four months to the day since you came back to me, that we could celebrate." She said. "I thought we could go to the lake and have a picnic; I have the basket downstairs so get up!" She said in an excitable tone.
"I would love to, but I promised Dr. Brown that I would come into the office, you know some routine tests and stuff, rain check?" I said feeling bad, knowing that it was a lie.
"Oh, of course, I understand completely, I'm sorry I should have checked with you first." I could hear the disappointment in her voice, even though she didn't let it show on her face.
Why oh why can't I feel what she does, why can't I be so deeply in love with her in return? I've wracked my brains trying to remember the simplest things with no luck, trying to remember something as complicated as love is hopeless I guess.
"We can meet up later if you want, okay?" I said as I stood up to open the door for her as she left my room.
"Sure, just come over." She said with a slight tremble in her voice. She paused at the entrance to my room, turned and looked into my eyes saying "You know I love you Colin, right?" Her eyes pleading for a sign that I felt the same.
"How can you even ask, you were by my side reading to me, playing music, never giving up hope. Of course I know you love me, and I love you too!" I said, meaning it, just not as she thought. I do love that she did those things for me, I just am not in love with her.
After she left I hopped in the shower and then picked my clothes I was going to where, taking extra care selecting out my cologne.
"Ahh. Polo Blue!" I said, reaching for the perfect cologne, masculine, yet seductive. I wonder if he will know that I am wearing this for him, will he even notice? I thought to myself.
I give myself the final once over glance in the mirror, head down the to kitchen, grab an apple and tell my mom I'll be back later. With each step down on the ground as I walk, I can feel that bittersweet knot forming in my stomach, so excited with anticipation and downtrodden because I know it's not a shared feeling. I guess I understand Amy's feelings now, how hard this must be for her.
Before I know it, here I am, face to face with the door of his house. Before I could even knock, the door swung open.
"What, are you just going to stand there all day?" I heard from inside the house, it's his voice, it sends a please chill down my spine. "Come in, I am just choosing a selection for us to practice today!"
"Thanks Ephram." I said, walking inside and closing the door.
What luck, Dr. Brown's son is like some prodigy on the piano, and I was able to talk him into teaching me the piano to help with my hand-eye coordination. That was my cover story anyway, the real reason was so I could be closer to him.
"Oh, here, I almost forgot! For you." I said, handing him the apple I took from my kitchen.
"Uh. thanks, but the produce for payment really isn't necessary." He said jokingly, also looking at it somewhat perplexed.
"I know, but how else am I supposed to be teachers pet and outshine all of your other students here!" I shot back sarcastically in the empty front room.
"Well, you're up against some stiff competition; I have a very musically inclined invisible friend so good luck!" He said with half a laugh.
"So are we alone?" I said, hoping that it did not sound like a strange question.
"Yeah, Delia is at Nina's and my dad is at the office, must be flu season, he's there even more now." He answered, I thought to myself 'YES, this is perfect' though I'm not sure why, I've been in this position before, all I can manage to do is sit there.
"Alright, lets get to it, chopsticks isn't going to play itself!" he said.
"Chopsticks, huh? Wow, you're breaking out the big guns there!" I laughed.
"Okay, just watch the sheet music as I play and when you feel the rhythm, just start playing in the lower key." He instructed, the only problem is that I could listen to him playing for hours, even if it was only Chopsticks.
He started playing, a little slower than the piece should be played so that I could follow the notes. He had been teaching me to read the notes, and I could feel it now so I placed my hands on the keys and began.
"Sorry." I said, as I clumsily hit the wrong key
"No worries, just keep going." He said.
I just kept playing the song, over and over and over, sitting beside him, almost close enough to feel the warmth of him. My hand bumped against his, as I hit the wrong key again.
I stopped playing, my heart was racing, and I could feel the blood surging throughout my body.
"Are you okay, you're looking flushed." He said, sounding concerned.
I turned toward him, my face just inches from his, this time it was just too much. I reached out; tracing the contour of his face, I then leaned over and kissed him on the lips. I pulled back right away, unsure of how he would feel about this.
"What was that?" He said softly
"I.I'm sorry, I should go." I said, standing up to make a fast retreat.
"Don't, I mean don't leave and don't say you're sorry." He said, putting his hand on my arm to keep me there.
He stood up and looked into my eyes, putting his hand to my face and leaning in kissing me deeply. I could feel his tongue invade my mouth, his lips caressing mine before he pulled away.
"I have no idea what is happening, or why, but I do know that it feels right, the touch of you, the taste of you." I said in almost a whisper.
"But. Amy." he began to say.
"Amy, she looks at me, but she what she sees is an echo, the person that she fell in love with. When you look at me, you see me, when you touch me, you aren't expecting me to know how you want to be touched in return." I explained.
He pushed me back against the piano, the keys sounded off in perfect discord as he kissed me, pushing us both into the piano. Every part of my body was alive and I could feel his erection through his pants, that only made my grow in anticipation of what may come.
I pulled away and unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his chest slowly as I descended to the waistband of his pants. I looked up, into his eyes, without a word he said 'yes, I am sure'. I unbuttoned his pants and could see the mound that filled his boxers.
I traced the outline with my finger gently, almost teasing him and I could hear him let out a slight moan of pleasure. I slid the boxers down to reveal the beauty that I had dreamed of since we first started hanging out. In one smooth motion, I took him in my mouth, I could hear his moans of pleasure, pleasure that I was causing.
His long slender fingers twirled in my curly hair, still damp from my shower. He softly bucked his hips into me, his hands guiding my head back and forth. I could hear his breathing become more shallow and speed up, he let out a long moan as he came. He let go of my head, allowing me to free myself stand again.
He kissed me deeply before the phone rang. He just ignored it and led me up to his room so he could return the favor just extended to him.
To be continued.
The Piano Lesson
It has been about 4 months since it all happened, what I call my 'awakening'. I have virtually no memory of anything before that time, unfortunately for me, everyone else does. I can't even walk down the street without someone stopping to tell me that they are glad I'm back. I'm back. somehow I don't see it that way, it's my first time around. Laying here in my room, the only thing I know for sure are there are things I am thinking that I just can't share, no matter how much I want to.
Out of nowhere, my thoughts are interrupted by a knock at my bedroom door.
"Colin, it's me Amy" I heard, Amy, my 'girlfriend', I've grown to resent that fact, it's as though I have no say in the matter, since the old Colin and her were together, I am expected to be.
"Come in Amy." I muttered in the most non-offensive tone I could muster.
"Hi, your mom let me in and said to come on up, how are you?" She said before kissing my on the cheek. That is a question I hear all too often 'how are you?' I am so tired of it, I am not a piece of glass!
"I'm great now that you're here!" I said to her, feeling almost guilty because I knew I was lying. "How are you, that's what important!"
"You know me, just making sure that you have everything you need." She said sweetly. That was the problem though, I DON'T know you, at least not like you remember, I thought to myself.
"So, I was thinking, since this is almost like our new Anniversary, it being four months to the day since you came back to me, that we could celebrate." She said. "I thought we could go to the lake and have a picnic; I have the basket downstairs so get up!" She said in an excitable tone.
"I would love to, but I promised Dr. Brown that I would come into the office, you know some routine tests and stuff, rain check?" I said feeling bad, knowing that it was a lie.
"Oh, of course, I understand completely, I'm sorry I should have checked with you first." I could hear the disappointment in her voice, even though she didn't let it show on her face.
Why oh why can't I feel what she does, why can't I be so deeply in love with her in return? I've wracked my brains trying to remember the simplest things with no luck, trying to remember something as complicated as love is hopeless I guess.
"We can meet up later if you want, okay?" I said as I stood up to open the door for her as she left my room.
"Sure, just come over." She said with a slight tremble in her voice. She paused at the entrance to my room, turned and looked into my eyes saying "You know I love you Colin, right?" Her eyes pleading for a sign that I felt the same.
"How can you even ask, you were by my side reading to me, playing music, never giving up hope. Of course I know you love me, and I love you too!" I said, meaning it, just not as she thought. I do love that she did those things for me, I just am not in love with her.
After she left I hopped in the shower and then picked my clothes I was going to where, taking extra care selecting out my cologne.
"Ahh. Polo Blue!" I said, reaching for the perfect cologne, masculine, yet seductive. I wonder if he will know that I am wearing this for him, will he even notice? I thought to myself.
I give myself the final once over glance in the mirror, head down the to kitchen, grab an apple and tell my mom I'll be back later. With each step down on the ground as I walk, I can feel that bittersweet knot forming in my stomach, so excited with anticipation and downtrodden because I know it's not a shared feeling. I guess I understand Amy's feelings now, how hard this must be for her.
Before I know it, here I am, face to face with the door of his house. Before I could even knock, the door swung open.
"What, are you just going to stand there all day?" I heard from inside the house, it's his voice, it sends a please chill down my spine. "Come in, I am just choosing a selection for us to practice today!"
"Thanks Ephram." I said, walking inside and closing the door.
What luck, Dr. Brown's son is like some prodigy on the piano, and I was able to talk him into teaching me the piano to help with my hand-eye coordination. That was my cover story anyway, the real reason was so I could be closer to him.
"Oh, here, I almost forgot! For you." I said, handing him the apple I took from my kitchen.
"Uh. thanks, but the produce for payment really isn't necessary." He said jokingly, also looking at it somewhat perplexed.
"I know, but how else am I supposed to be teachers pet and outshine all of your other students here!" I shot back sarcastically in the empty front room.
"Well, you're up against some stiff competition; I have a very musically inclined invisible friend so good luck!" He said with half a laugh.
"So are we alone?" I said, hoping that it did not sound like a strange question.
"Yeah, Delia is at Nina's and my dad is at the office, must be flu season, he's there even more now." He answered, I thought to myself 'YES, this is perfect' though I'm not sure why, I've been in this position before, all I can manage to do is sit there.
"Alright, lets get to it, chopsticks isn't going to play itself!" he said.
"Chopsticks, huh? Wow, you're breaking out the big guns there!" I laughed.
"Okay, just watch the sheet music as I play and when you feel the rhythm, just start playing in the lower key." He instructed, the only problem is that I could listen to him playing for hours, even if it was only Chopsticks.
He started playing, a little slower than the piece should be played so that I could follow the notes. He had been teaching me to read the notes, and I could feel it now so I placed my hands on the keys and began.
"Sorry." I said, as I clumsily hit the wrong key
"No worries, just keep going." He said.
I just kept playing the song, over and over and over, sitting beside him, almost close enough to feel the warmth of him. My hand bumped against his, as I hit the wrong key again.
I stopped playing, my heart was racing, and I could feel the blood surging throughout my body.
"Are you okay, you're looking flushed." He said, sounding concerned.
I turned toward him, my face just inches from his, this time it was just too much. I reached out; tracing the contour of his face, I then leaned over and kissed him on the lips. I pulled back right away, unsure of how he would feel about this.
"What was that?" He said softly
"I.I'm sorry, I should go." I said, standing up to make a fast retreat.
"Don't, I mean don't leave and don't say you're sorry." He said, putting his hand on my arm to keep me there.
He stood up and looked into my eyes, putting his hand to my face and leaning in kissing me deeply. I could feel his tongue invade my mouth, his lips caressing mine before he pulled away.
"I have no idea what is happening, or why, but I do know that it feels right, the touch of you, the taste of you." I said in almost a whisper.
"But. Amy." he began to say.
"Amy, she looks at me, but she what she sees is an echo, the person that she fell in love with. When you look at me, you see me, when you touch me, you aren't expecting me to know how you want to be touched in return." I explained.
He pushed me back against the piano, the keys sounded off in perfect discord as he kissed me, pushing us both into the piano. Every part of my body was alive and I could feel his erection through his pants, that only made my grow in anticipation of what may come.
I pulled away and unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his chest slowly as I descended to the waistband of his pants. I looked up, into his eyes, without a word he said 'yes, I am sure'. I unbuttoned his pants and could see the mound that filled his boxers.
I traced the outline with my finger gently, almost teasing him and I could hear him let out a slight moan of pleasure. I slid the boxers down to reveal the beauty that I had dreamed of since we first started hanging out. In one smooth motion, I took him in my mouth, I could hear his moans of pleasure, pleasure that I was causing.
His long slender fingers twirled in my curly hair, still damp from my shower. He softly bucked his hips into me, his hands guiding my head back and forth. I could hear his breathing become more shallow and speed up, he let out a long moan as he came. He let go of my head, allowing me to free myself stand again.
He kissed me deeply before the phone rang. He just ignored it and led me up to his room so he could return the favor just extended to him.
To be continued.