Chapter 5: A First Time for Everything
Notes: Isaac's thoughts are translated Spanish, as it's his first language.
It was December 2007. Christmas was coming up in a few days, and I was grateful that Peter was getting time off. I had just finished my latest comic artwork and was taking a much needed break and I couldn't imagine doing anything better than spending time with him. It sounds corny but he got me back into the Christmas Spirit. I used to love Christmas as a child and it was my favorite holiday. However, I grew jaded towards it as an adult as I descended more and more into drug abuse and saw people fall into the consumer aspect of it.
''Don't those TV specials teach people anything about the true meaning of Christmas?'' I asked Peter as we ate dinner together at his new favorite Chilean restaurant that I recommended.
He laughed sweetly as he smiled at me. ''This is America, people going crazy with consumerism is the norm unfortunately.'' he replied.
''Yeah, at least you're not like that though because I didn't get you a lot of presents. No diamonds either.'' I said laughing.
''It's ok, you don't have to worry about me and diamonds. I'm not a chick.'' Peter said with a wink as we finished our food and asked for the check.
I winked back. As time went by, I felt our love for each other growing each day and with that our desires. We walked back to my apartment for one of our ritual sleepovers. As soon as we got back, we proceeded to make out heavily. ''Damn, he's a good kisser and I'll bet he's good at other things too.'' I thought to myself.
As soon as I touched him in what I like to call his ''secret place'', he held his hand out to stop me from going further. I retreated it quickly, I didn't want to rush anything especially since we were both new to this and as much as I wanted to be with him, I knew that we both had to be ready.
''Damn baby, you are good but as much as I want you, I still think we should wait a little longer.'' he said firmly.
I nodded. All I cared about was making him happy. As important as my needs were, his always came first. Besides, good things come to those who wait.
Three Days Later...
It was Christmas Eve. Peter and I had both talked about it and this night would most likely be the night we finally consummate our love. I looked forward to it very much and I had actually lit candles and placed rose petals on the floor of his apartment. I couldn't wait for us to become even more intimate than we already were, I knew it would be a night I would always treasure. I heard a knock on the door and smiled as I went over to answer it, knowing that it was him and that he was home at last.
Words were not needed as we embraced and kissed each other passionately and I led him to the bedroom. He gasped in amazement and had tears in his eyes as he saw what I had done for him.
''You did all this for me?'' he asked.
''Yes, I want to give you everything but only if you're ready.'' I replied.
''I am more than ready. Thank you for this, I love you.'' he said smiling.
''I love you too.'' I said before kissing him once more. It wasn't long before we ended up on the bed, undressing each other emotionally as well as physically and unleashing all the love we had for one another. I couldn't think of any better way to spend my time.