Just to repeat myself this story really doesn't have a timeline so when you see time jumps it is a jump from the previous chapter. I promise it all will make since in the end. In this case it's been about 3 months since they met.

Over the next couple of months Zaire and I get to know each other more. We just got each other there was no need for an explanation, we just connected and when it feels right it feels right. Date nights consisted of us holding hands at the movies when we could get off campus, playing games and plain old sitting and talking. And we would kiss more than ever. We could not get enough of each other, I remember one day that he came back to our room from practice and things got heated.

I was changing out of my uniform when he came rushing in. He threw his gym bag down on his bed, ripped off his shirt and turned on me. This was the first time he seen me without a shirt and me him. I know were roommates but I guess I felt self conscious and he felt it so we made sure to change in the bathroom I knew he was chiseled like Adonis but to see it I became weak in the knees. He rushed me and slammed me against the door and started kissing me hard.

"Damn you look good."

In between kisses I managed to get out a few words, "Hello to you too, what's got in to you?"

"I missed my boyfriend that's all."

He shuts me up by taking my tongue in his mouth and I moan in his mouth.

"God I love hearing you and tasting your mouth."

He moved his mouth to my neck and my mind went blank, to form a sentence seemed like the hardest thing to do. I moaned even louder that the agent knocked on the door.

"Sir is everything okay in there?"

Z was still attacking my neck that I had to bite my lip before answering that everything was fine. I pull him to my bed and climb on top of him before I can change my mind.

"Well let's see what sound I can get out of you."

I kiss his spot at his pulse point and it earns me a groan. Our hips start grinding into each other thru my pants and his basketball shorts and we are lost in the moment. We didn't even hear the door open and close but when we hear someone clear their throat we pull apart and I see the last person I wanted to see at this particular moment, no one other then my mom.

"MOM!"

"Jerry and Jerry's friend."

"Umm..," to say the least I was mortified, crawling under a rock still wouldn't hide the embarrassment I was feeling and I look over at Zaire and he looks like he's going to be sick. To say the least we were scared shitless, plus both wielding very noticeable rock hard erections.

"Mom this doesn't," I try to start after moments of silence and all of us looking at each other, waiting for the other to start. Now I understand when people say boner killer, that rush of blood from down south traveled quickly back north to my other head.

"Seriously are you about to say that 'this doesn't look like what I think it is'." She actually did the quote marks in the air which made me smile a little on the inside but also think how it possibly couldn't look like it was.

"I..."

"I'm going to go back out and let you two get… situated and when I come back in we will talk, okay?"

I can only nod my head. She leaves and Zaire jumps to the other side of the room.

"What do we do?"

"Za…"

"We got caught you know," he makes weird motions with his hands and I can't help but smile.

"Zai," I try again.

"Omg what if she tells our dads?"

"Zaiii just put on your shirt and try to breathe."

"Why are you singing my name and," but before he can finish she walks in and smiles at us. I can see it in her eyes that she is curious and has questions but I don't see any anger or disgust. But by the look on her face I know what ever is about to happen is just the beginning.

"Hi Jerry."

"Hi mom," I squeak out.

"Jerry, aren't you going to introduce your friend?"

"Zaire I'll like you to meet my mom Olivia Pope. Mom this is my roommate Zaire. He also is my boyfriend."

"It's a pleasure and honor to meet you miss Pope." This was the first thing he said after his small break down.

"It's nice to meet you too. It's finally good to put a face to the name that Jerry can't seem to stop talking about. 'Mom he is so cool, Zai does this and he does that,' if I would have known that you were also his boyfriend I would have popped in sooner."

"Mom," it was official Olivia Pope, my mother, was embarrassing me and loving it.

"What I don't have any cute baby pictures to share so this is all I have, total embarrassment with words."

"Mom please," I beg, "I'm sorry you had to see that. I would have told you over Face Time but I was nervous and afraid that you would disown me. It just felt unnatural to tell you that way."

"Tell me what?"

I know what she's asking and I learned from her never back down and always be proud of who you are, "I'm gay."

"Good to know. I could never disown you honey and as far as you being gay, let's just say I had a hunch. Over the years I've watched you grow so this is nothing but I am sorry too no one ever wants to see their kid in a heated make out session. That is what I walked in on?" she asks raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms over chest.

"Yes ma'am."

"So Zaire what are your intentions with Jerry?"

This is the great Olivia Pope were talking about she plays no games and gets straight to the point, "mom that's embarrassing."

"Jer I have to ask because of who you are and that's my job to protect you."

I look at Zaire and he has a look that can only be described as being completely mortified. If it wasn't bad enough we were caught making out, grinding on each other half naked what she does next I literally feel the air leave my lungs and my soul leave my body.

"Huck get me everything on a Zaire...what's your last name sweetie?"

Zaire can't speak and I have to answer for him because I can see the color draining from his face, "Kennedy. Zaire Ezra Kennedy is his name but mom..."

"Did you get that," as she puts my uncle Huck on speaker.

"I did. Let's see Mr. Kennedy is probably barely breathing right now with the color drained from his face. And Jerry looks like his soul left his body."

"They do. I was kidding guys breathe I was joking when I called to get his information. I did that long time ago."

Gaining some life back in me I'm able to spit out, "that was a cruel joke and I know this is far from over."

"You got that right."

"Umm excuse me," and Zaire runs to the bathroom closing the door behind him.

"He'll be fine, now you on the other hand, what was that I walked in on?"

"Nothing," I say to quickly and casting my eyes at the door behind her willing it open.

"Jerry you guys were in bed in a pretty heated kiss, so I ask again what was that?"

"I don't need the sex talk. Between the classes and hearing stuff I think I have things covered. And can we not do this now, I beg of you."

"Look hearing and doing are two different things. I know you're at that age and I'm not your parent but if you need to talk or have any questions…"

"I will come to you. I promise."

"As long as you're being safe and please talk to me."

"Always but you have nothing to worry about. WE haven't done anything and we haven't even talked about it ourselves. Now can we please drop this subject please?"

The bathroom door opens, "sorry about that miss Pope."

"No problem. How about we all grab an early dinner my treat? I know you boys worked up an appetite. "

"Mom!"

"Thank you for the invite miss Pope."

"Oh so formal Zaire, call me Olivia or Liv. Let me talk to the agents and get everything in order so we can leave."

She walks back out the door and the second it does Zaire is pacing and firing questions.

"Jerry Grant if you don't start explaining what the great Olivia Pope is doing here."