Chapter 5.
It had almost been a fortnight since the night when Ceaser and Jasper met in the bar, and they were now getting ready for the trip to Hull the next day.
"Shorts? Are you stupid? It's Britain, chances are there'll be snow!" Exclaimed Ceaser. "Also, keep the make up to a minimum, and only straight guys wear hooded tops."
"God, and I thought we had a weird dress sense. Anything else?" Asked Jasper.
"Nope... ooh, have you got a motorcycle helmet? I want to take you out on Bee," sighed Ceaser.
"Who's Bee? Should I be worried?" Replied Jasper.
"Bee's my motorcycle… well, scooter," answered Ceaser, whilst daydreaming about riding the scooter along the coast.
"Looks like I'm going to have to go to the mall," squealed Jasper. "Do you need anything whilst I'm there?"
"Yeah, can you get a chilli mix for supper and a 12 pack of brave pills please?" Asked Ceaser.
"Why do you need brave pills? You have enough confidence," replied Jasper.
"No I don't. I'm not out to my parents. They know you're coming but they think you're a colleague, not a partner. They think I've just broken up with a girl, and to be honest, I am not always this confident. In England, my shyness is well documented," explained a now breathless Ceaser. This seemed to shock Jasper - how could his boyfriend be shy? He was always very confident around him, so why would that change?
"Come on now, they'll be fine. If you don't come out as we get off the plane, I'll do it!"
"Please don't. I'll do it, but maybe not as we get off the plane."
"Ok. Also, you said parents. Do you mean humans or parents?" Asked Jasper.
"The humans adopted me, so I call them my parents," explained Ceaser.
They had been on the plane for about nine hours. Nine hours - or what felt to Ceaser like nine days - of drinking and fun, they were now on the runway, getting ready to leave the plane.
"Did you have to get drunk?" Said Ceaser in a panic, he was dreading Jasper doing something to indicate that they were together. "I think I'll be coming out before the end of the hour at this rate."
As the two left the plane, Ceaser noticed his adoptive family - his mother, Kate; his father, Lee; his brother Calvin and his sister Jazz.
"Hi!" Ceaser shouted whilst running at them, arms spread wide, embracing them all in a hug once he had reached them. "I have missed you all so much! Anyway this is Jasper, my colleague,"
"Yeah, right. Colleague at sex*," blurted out Jasper.
"What? Not two gay brothers!" Scoffed Jazz.
"Wait, Calvin? Are you gay?" Asked Ceaser.
"Yeah, and so are you I'm guessing," confirmed Calvin.
"As his cousin says, guilty," said Ceaser.
"Oh great. Next thing you know, I'll turn out lesbian! Actually…" Jazz seemed to hatch a plan at that point.
"Let me guess, you're going to say that you are lesbian, just to piss dad off?"
"Duh, why else? He has two gay sons, he's homophobic and mum doesn't let him kick you out the house. Maybe if I turn out lesbian, he'll leave and won't that be good?"
"Yeah, I suppose."
"I can leave if you want me to, but then who will buy you that new telly, eh? Anyway, Ceaser, why are you talking all posh like?"
"I forgot I was in 'ull."
"Well, we've got to go. I got tickets f'Tigers match."
"Beltin'! 'O we playin'?" Shouted Ceaser.
"Villa. Beat 'em, we're off t'Wembley," said Lee excitedly.
"Ok, why is everybody talking that way? It sounds weird," asked Jasper.
"Well get used to it mate, 'tis 'ow we talk up 'ere."
"Don't worry, it's not too hard to understand," reassured Ceaser.
"It is." Jasper seemed to be lost in thought as he spoke. "Anyway, how long will you be away? I'll try and find something to do."
"You can have my ticket if you want, I could spend the day wi'me boyfriend," suggested Calvin.
"Ooh, who's t'lucky fella? Le' me guess, that kid Ashton from crossway, if he's not gay I'm a banana."
"Nope, he moved away. It's Calyx, you know the one you wanted to be a girl? Well, now that I think of it, you meant gay, didn't you?"
"Whoa, Calyx? Calyx Sandall? Really?" Said Ceaser. After receiving conformation from his brother in the form of a nod, he continued, "ok, two things. One, is he really gay? And two - if he is - why would he date you? You're really shy, and he's... well... oh my god, I must see him and lick his face off... ow!" Ceaser screamed as he felt jasper hit him hard over the head..
"I'm right here!" Shouted Jasper.
"I'm sorry, but Cal will back me up on this, Calyx is the hottest guy you could ever wish to meet," sighed Ceaser, whilst in a world of his own. After receiving conformation from Calvin, Jasper refused to let Ceaser meet up with Calyx.
"Que sera, sera," came the feminine voice of Ceaser.
"Whatever will be, will be!" Erupted the voice of Lee.
"We're going to Wembley... que sera, sera!" Came a mix of the two. Lee, Ceaser and Jasper had just returned from the football match, which Hull City had won.Lee and Ceaser were in high spirits, so high that in Ceaser it could have been mistaken for drunkenness.
"Ok, I'm off to my room," Ceaser muttered, tripping over a plant pot. "Jay–Jay? You coming?"
"Oh, ok then," replied Jasper. It was late, so he was hoping to get some sleep, but somehow he knew that that wasn't possible. Sure enough, hiding behind the door of his room was Ceaser, who - once Jasper had fully entered the room - pounced on Jasper and forced him onto the bed. He removed Jasper's shirt and began kissing his chest.
"I want to know what you got me for my birthday," said Ceaser. He removed his partner's jeans and began playing with what was concealed underneath.
"You'll find out in two days, it's not... oh my god, yes, yes! Wait, stop. I'm talking to you at the moment, and it's hard to concentrate when someone's playing with your junk. Anyhoo, as I was saying, it's not that long to wait," said Jasper.
"Oh, alright then. Now back to business," Ceaser said. He continued playing with Jasper's penis before placing it into his mouth and licking it like a lollipop. After about a minute, Jasper groaned, giving the indication that he was finished. He got up to take the fluid from Ceaser as usual, but before he could, Ceaser had swallowed and was already lying next to him.
"Why did you swallow, I thought you didn't want CIV?"
"Meh, once couldn't hurt. Anyway, I was hungry," answered Ceaser.
"So instead of waiting and getting something safe from the kitchen, you decided you would risk getting CIV and eat my sperm?" Ceaser nodded in reply. "You're weird."
"I know. It's mint, innit!"