I was a little disturbed, knowing that i was gonna go to the movies with Jaime. He could like guy's, that did explain why he chose me to the movies. Then again he could just wanna go as friends. It was Saturday and my parents were going out to some convention for my dad's work. They wouldn't be back till Monday evening. They knew that I was gay. I had pretty much told them when they walked in on me and Carlos were what you call '"experimenting".

I looked around to find my favorite jeans, the one my mom bought me for school. Knowing I couldn't wear them to school, I wore them anyways. And the assistant principal made me go and change. That was the day Carlos asked me out.

I heard the doorbell ring and I rushed to put something on. I put on the closest pair of pants and ran downstairs. I had to look decent. I opened the door and a cold wind made me shudder. I had realized I had on no shirt. "Your gonna wear that to the movies?" He laughed.

"No." I blushed. I sidestepped, letting him in. He looked around while I changed. I ran upstairs and started looking for clothes. By the time i found what i was looking for, my room was a complete mess. I had on jeans, a tight black shirt and a pair of black air force's. I had got them for my 16th Birthday, by my cousin.

I walked downstairs. And he smiled and put his hand up. "Damn..." He smiled at me and checked me out, going in a circle. "Nice." he looked at me and I blushed.

" What's wrong? Are you nervous?" he questioned. What was I supposed to say? I was the scared gay guy going to the movies.

"Yes," I closed my eye's. " I'm sort of shy. That's all." I really wasn't but I was shy around him. He was so..mysterious.

"Okay..." walking up to me, our bodies close, " Would you mind if a kiss made it better?" he smiled. Oh my god?!, I thought. He is gay!

" I guess?" I felt light headed. This was a fairytale definitely. He leaned forward and I closed my eye's. Our lips met and It was bliss. I had kissed before, but not like this. He stroked his tongue inside mine and I stopped. I just kissed him...I kissed him!!!??? I freaked. I ran upstairs and into the bathroom. I dropped to my knees and started to cry. Tears rolled down my face and I hear him run to the door and sit. I see his eye's through the crease in the door. " Come out."

" Why? Your just gonna go and tell your friends, 'yeah he's gay.'" I pretended to sound like him. He laughed. " No. I'm not. I promise, just come out.

" Why should I?" I ask. He playing tricks with me. He's putting on a show. I l know it.

" Cause...I like you." He said it simply. That's what I wanted to hear.

"No you don't...your just saying that." I cry. He can hear it in my voice.

" Yes. I do. I've always liked you. Since I saw you. Since I saw those hazel eye's," he explained. ",And your smile. The smile that makes my day. Look, I don't know what to say. But what I feel is real. Honestly."

" I'm sorry. I just have been mad at myself lately. Me and Carlos broke up and...I don't know. I'm soft. I don't wanna get hurt again."I say. He got quiet and then he finally spoke. " I'm not him. I am me. And I accept you for you, and only you." I wiped my tears on my short. My nose was stopped up and I felt like crap.

I got up and unlocked the door. He came close again and kissed my forehead. He embraced me with his firm, but yet gentle hands. I took in the smell of him, manly and fierce. " Do you still wanna go to the movies? We could just kick it if you want." Jaime said.

" Sure." He ran outside, leaning over the car for a few minutes. Damn,he has a nice ass. I thought to myself. He ran back to the door and walked back in. locked the door and we stood there. I walked in the living room and turned to Music Choice. The song, "Just like me" by Amerie was playing.

" That's my favorite song." He said grabbing them remote from me. I tried to grab the remote, leaning over on top of him. We stopped and stared into each other's eyes, entrancing each other. "You wanna go again?" he said.

"Yeah." our lips crashed together, our bodies so close and warm. He rubbed my thighs, up and down, wanting me more. I wanted him to. But I couldn't just 'put out' like that. We released and he kissed me lightly.

" You put on, quite a show." I got up and walked in the kitchen. "Why you say that?" he hollered from afar. He walked in the kitchen, leaning on the counter. I opened a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave. " Cause," I say. " Your a typical straight guy. No one knows."

" Yeah. That's how I want it." he said. Even though he said it simple and nice, It felt cold to hear that we were never gonna be in public, holding hands and kissing, making everyone jealous.

" Oh." I said, trying to avoid the conversation.

" I take it that you don't like that, huh?" he rubbed his chin. I wasn't liking it.

" No. But if your not ready then your not ready, that's all." I was a lenient type of person. "I'm not gonna make you do something your not willing to do on your own?"

" See? That's what I like about you. Your so...different. No one is like you in anyway, form or fashion." I stood in front of him and he grabbed my waist, picking me up and sitting me on the counter. We were level with each other. His face to mine. He stepped closer, spreading my legs. He leaned in and then the sound of the microwave beeped, ruining the moment. Putting my finger to his lips, I hopped off. Replacing the popcorn in a bowel, we go back to the couch. I lay on his chest, while watching The Grudge.

He put the bowel on the table and laid on his back on the couch. I laid on mine, in-between his legs. I could feel the bulge in his pants. He wanted me. Instead, I turned over and laid on him. He held me close and delicately rubbed my back. I was In fairyland, really. He kissed my hair and we fell asleep.