His palm was sweaty, clutching onto mine. When I turned to him, he was looking at the ground, face an eerie shade of white and green. I squeezed his hand and he closed his eyes. I looked back at the empty hall, and to the closed door in front of us.
All I could think about was the night before, and how loud, and mean those people were. People actually thought I was brainwashing Kendall, into being gay. The people who were outside my house, yelling and screaming their heads off were all from the Church down the street. I get it, God hates me. But he does not hate Kendall. And Kendall doesn't deserve any of this.
I stood up quick, Kendall's hand falling out of my own seeing my lawyer walking out, smile wide.
"I have some very good news for you Logan." I swallowed hard and he glanced at Kendall, but looked quickly up at me. "You still have your job, and he can still go to school. I threatened with a lawsuit, and they backed down. From what I gathered, no they don't have a problem with you dating a student. It is because you're gay and that bothered them. They were going to fire you, but they don't want to look like assholes or pay out more than 2 million." He shook his head and handed me an inch thick folder. "Although I would highly recommend a lawsuit I know you don't want any more attention." I nodded and he sighed. "Well…I'm going to count this as a win then and not bill you. Count it as…on the house kind of thing…" I opened my mouth to say I would pay, but he raised a hand and smiled. "Call me any time Kid." He turned around and walked away. AT the same time the door across the hall opened and the dean of the school walked out, saw me, and quickly walked away.
"Can we go home?" I looked down quick, and Kendall was still looking at the floor. I picked up his hand and pulled him out avoiding too many people.
Home just wasn't the same now. There were still signs all around outside, and the worst was the note on my door. "DIE FAGGOTS, DIE." I took it off quickly, so Kendall wouldn't see it and walked us in. He went straight to the bathroom, and shut himself in. I slummed on the couch, unable to move, or think. I closed my eyes and laid my head back.
What could I do to make all of this better? How could I change a whole nations mind? I couldn't, people are just assholes, and I need to get over it right?
I looked up, hearing the bathroom door open. He walked out, taking his sweater off, and throwing it on the chair next to the couch. He kicked his shoes off and quickly got on the couch, right next to me. He wrapped his arms around my own left arm/ His head rested on my shoulder and he let out a soft, childlike sigh.
"Are you alright?" He nodded but I didn't believe it. "You want a drink?"
"I'd take a coke if you anymore. I may have drunk all of them."
"No, dork. I meant would you like a glass of wine, a beer, and shot of Jack?" He slowly looked up at me and I laughed. "I will get you…well us some wine." I kissed his head and got up, walking into the kitchen, kicking off my shoes.
"I thought it was illegal?" I turned after bringing down two wine glasses and smiled.
"It is…but I won't tell if you don't." He giggled and nodded. I grabbed a bottle my mom bought me this past weekend. "Besides…I really don't want to drink alone. "I poured in a decent amount into both glasses and handed him one. "Also I know you've had alcohol before." He again giggled and sipped at the wine. He leaned against the counter and pulled his phone out of his pocket, putting it on the counter behind him.
"So you're lawyer is pretty awesome." I nodded and got up on my counter.
"I've only ever needed him once, but we stayed friends."
"Why'd you need him?" I took a sip of my wine and put it on the counter after.
"Well it was my first year of teaching. I was a dumb naïve idiot, who thought after dating a model, male model to be exact, that no one would recognize me. But they did, and some of the kids, a group of pretentious assholes, cornered me in the parking lot, and pretty much beat the shit out of me." His eyebrows raised and I smiled. "So…I called a lawyer and pressed charges on every single one of them, and he got all four of them thrown in jail, for 6 years I think." He breathed out hard and I laughed. "I've dealt with ignorant jerks before Kendall. These people now…first of all, all they are, are bible thumping right wing dicks, who they themselves, are stuck in the closet. Second, I don't care what anyone thinks about us. About you. Because I love you, and I'm not going to let something like that ruin our lives together." He swallowed hard and walked to me, pushing y legs apart. He gently kissed my lips, and pulled away, only an inch.
"I love you too." I set my glass of wine down and cupped the sides of his face.
"Really?" HE nodded and chuckled. "So what would you say if I asked you to move in with me?" He laughed and slightly turned his head to kiss my right palm.
"I'd say that better not be how you're asking." I sat back and sighed.
"Would you like em to spell it out?"
"Maybe?" I let go of his face and he laughed, setting his glass down next to mine.
"Kendall, would you like to move in with me?"
"I'll think about it." I crossed my arms over my chest and he put his hands on the outsides of my legs. "I mean…I'll have to check with my two other boyfriends, my husband and my wife." I squeezed tight around his legs and he leaned in, attaching his lips to my neck. "Of course. I'd love to move in with you." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me close to the edge of the counter. "I must warn…" He kissed all around my neck and I closed my eyes smiling. "I am a very messy person."
"I can change that."
"Good luck." I pushed him away and he gave me the sexiest, cutest smirk in the world. "Seriously…my mom gave up on cleaning up after me when I turned 7." As I opened my mouth to say something, his phone vibrated across the counter behind him, making both of us jump. He reached over quick and answered it. "Hello?" As the other person on the other end talked, he traced little designs on my knee, and thigh with his free hand. "Carlos…Carlos slow down. What?...well duh I know, I was there." He rolled his eyes and pushed his forehead onto my chest. I ran a hand through his hair, and nibbled at his free ear. "Don't mess around with that Carlos…you're serious? Of course I don't believe you!" I kissed his head and rubbed up and down his back. "Well if it is true I want to see the ring on your finger." I stopped moving and he looked up nodding. "Fine send me a picture…bye." He hung up quick and laughed. "James asked Carlos to marry him." I laughed and shook my head.
"I'll believe that when I see it."
"That's what I said!" I ran my hand sup his chest and stopped on his neck, tracing along his jaw line with my thumbs. I heard a soft ring from my front pocket and dropped one hand, grabbing my phone. It was James and I giggled answering it.
"I don't believe it."
"Yeah that's what I've heard. You're a dick. I really did. I bought him a big fat ring, and we're getting married at the end of December."
"Get the fuck out of here." He chuckled and I heard Carlos in the background.
"No that's an ugly picture!"
"So you just had to one up me huh? I date a 19 year old, and almost get fired…" Kendall sighed and pushed into me, wrapping around me. "And you have to marry one?"
"Basically…I think there's something else to like…oh I don't know…I love him?" I smiled and kissed Kendall's hair.
"I'm sincerely happy for you James. And I wish nothing but happiness for the two of you."
"Thanks Loges." We went quite, and all I could think about was the day I asked Kendall to marry me. "Well I have to go, because we have a plane to catch so we can tell his parents." I laughed and again kissed Kendall.
"Have fun. NO mile high club pervert." He laughed and we said our goodbyes. Before I could react I was being taken off the counter and carried down the hall to my…our room. He tossed me on the bed, and quickly crawled over top me.
"So when can I move in?" I laughed and let him unbuckle my pants.
"Whenever you please." He ripped my pants off and tossed them at my closet. He nodded and quickly jumped off, working on his own pants. I sat up, never taking my eyes off him, and took off the rest of my clothes except my boxers. I lay back, giving him permission to do whatever he wished.
He started at y knee and kissed up to my inner thigh as eh crawled on the bed. "So…" He looked up at me before planting a soft, warm kiss to my hardening cock, through my boxers. "If I move in…can I ask a favor?" I closed my eyes feeling his skilled hand work around my dick.
"Whatever…whatever you want."
"Can you get rid of that box of James's stuff?" I laughed and pushed up on my elbows. He sat back on his feet and put his hands in his lap. "I know…he doesn't mean anything like that to you anymore…"
"I already gave it all back to him." He went quiet and a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, trying his hardest not to show to much excitement. "The only reason I had that box was because every time I saw him, I forgot to give it to him." He smiled wide at this and gently pushed me back down straddling over me and planting kisses all over my chest. "Any other favors?" He looked up and sighed.
"I think that's it." I grabbed a hold of his hips and flipped us over, so I was on top. "Unless you would let me imprison you here for the rest of our lives?" He raised his sexy eyebrows and I smiled.
"I don't have a problem with that."
SORRY THIS ONE CAME A LITTLE LATE…GOT SUPER BUSY! SCHOOL AND WORK…THEY WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME, BUT IM FREE THIS WEEKEND SO I WIL BE FURIOSULY WRITING!
ALSO…JUST WANT TO PUT THIS OUT THERE, I WOULD LIKE TO STRAT ANOTHER KOGEN STORY, SO IF ANY OF YOU LOVELY READERS HAVE SOME…IDEAS…INPUTS…I'M ALL EARS!
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