"First Encounters: Part #2"
We walked a long distance without much to say. Than Heero broke the silence. "You've always seemed to be the quiet one in class,haven't you?", he said firmly. "Yeah. Alot of people don't notice me. I'm used to solitude", I responded. "Hmm.You like anyone in school,Duo?", Heero asked. "Girls?", I said unconsiously, sounding stupid and at risk of exposing my homosexuality. "Yeah?", Heero said confused. "Um...no one in particular", I said quickly. "Hmm...cool", he said, sounding very sly and suspicious. We were at his front door. He unlocked the door, and we both entered. Heero threw his shoes off and ran into the kitchen. I took my shoes off and sat on the loveseat in the den. His home was very lavish and full of vibrant, suave colours, all in pale and light tones. It seemed like a very sexual and luxurious atmosphere.
"Want something to drink, Duo?", Heero shouted from the fridge. "No thanks", I responded, although my throat was incredibly dry. "Well, I guess we better get started", Heero said as he entered the den. We walked up the stairs to his room. When he opened he door, the first thing I noticed were the many pictures of guys that were posted on the wall. Many hot, sweaty and muscular guys. Some were Latino,White,Asian,and Ebony. I recognized some of the pictures as Calvin-Klein underwear models. I also noticed a rather thick, leather book on Heero's night table. I thought it was some sort of diary. Heero placed his books on the desk near his computer. "You have a very nice room", I said,breaking the silence. "Thanks. Would you mind if I went and freshened up?", Heero said inquisitively. "Sure. Go ahead, I'll just start working on the project", I responded shyly. He began to take his shirt off. Underneath revealed a well-figured chest that was slightly muscular, yet tenderly feminine. He threw it on the floor and headed towards the bathroom. When I knew for sure he was in the shower, I crept over to his bed and picked up the leather book. I unlatched the lock and began reading. On the very first page read: "Heero's Jornal" in very fancy writing. I was right, it really was a diary. I ruffled through the pages and began reading it. On one page, it read:
Dear Journal,
I keep on having these strange daydreams. I picture I have Duo Maxwell in my arms and I'm kissing his soft lips. I fondle with his long, beautiful hair and slowly undress him.I can feel our erections getting harder. Ugh! What is wrong with me? I really like Duo, but I wonder if he feels the same for me?
Heero.
We walked a long distance without much to say. Than Heero broke the silence. "You've always seemed to be the quiet one in class,haven't you?", he said firmly. "Yeah. Alot of people don't notice me. I'm used to solitude", I responded. "Hmm.You like anyone in school,Duo?", Heero asked. "Girls?", I said unconsiously, sounding stupid and at risk of exposing my homosexuality. "Yeah?", Heero said confused. "Um...no one in particular", I said quickly. "Hmm...cool", he said, sounding very sly and suspicious. We were at his front door. He unlocked the door, and we both entered. Heero threw his shoes off and ran into the kitchen. I took my shoes off and sat on the loveseat in the den. His home was very lavish and full of vibrant, suave colours, all in pale and light tones. It seemed like a very sexual and luxurious atmosphere.
"Want something to drink, Duo?", Heero shouted from the fridge. "No thanks", I responded, although my throat was incredibly dry. "Well, I guess we better get started", Heero said as he entered the den. We walked up the stairs to his room. When he opened he door, the first thing I noticed were the many pictures of guys that were posted on the wall. Many hot, sweaty and muscular guys. Some were Latino,White,Asian,and Ebony. I recognized some of the pictures as Calvin-Klein underwear models. I also noticed a rather thick, leather book on Heero's night table. I thought it was some sort of diary. Heero placed his books on the desk near his computer. "You have a very nice room", I said,breaking the silence. "Thanks. Would you mind if I went and freshened up?", Heero said inquisitively. "Sure. Go ahead, I'll just start working on the project", I responded shyly. He began to take his shirt off. Underneath revealed a well-figured chest that was slightly muscular, yet tenderly feminine. He threw it on the floor and headed towards the bathroom. When I knew for sure he was in the shower, I crept over to his bed and picked up the leather book. I unlatched the lock and began reading. On the very first page read: "Heero's Jornal" in very fancy writing. I was right, it really was a diary. I ruffled through the pages and began reading it. On one page, it read:
Dear Journal,
I keep on having these strange daydreams. I picture I have Duo Maxwell in my arms and I'm kissing his soft lips. I fondle with his long, beautiful hair and slowly undress him.I can feel our erections getting harder. Ugh! What is wrong with me? I really like Duo, but I wonder if he feels the same for me?
Heero.