Chapter 11

Stephens view

We had walked around Chicago for hours, not saying much just walking and looking around. As we walked back to my dorm, he seemed a bit happier than he was in the police station. I unlocked the door and we walked in, throwing the keys on the bed. I wanted to take him in my arms and kiss him passionately but so not to come on too strong I decided that I would just keep my distance until he closed it; if he did.

“ Braydon, I'm not your brother, so why..?” I asked slightly confused as to why he just didn't say I was his friend or maybe even..lover? He looked at the ground but said nothing, standing up and moving closer, pushing me down on my bed and getting on top of me, kissing me passionately. I melted into the kiss and he smiled. As we made love he would occasionally cry and tell me that he loved me, I was utterly speechless and besides the few groans of pleasure that escaped my lips nothing on my end was said.

“ I...just... wanted to see you again....” he said as he cuddled into my chest, pulling the blankets around our nude bodies. I ran my hand through his hair and smiled, he probably wasn't legal yet but he would be soon and for now, it would be a secret; that's if he even wanted a relationship with me.

“ I can hear your heart....” He said, smiling as he laid his head on my chest, just above my heart. He was so mature now and looked older, he was still small in height and weight but he looked healthy yet beaten up. I ran my tongue along a long, pink scar that was drawn against his pale skin, wondering when he had gotten that and although it looked recent I put the thoughts out of my head. He shivered and giggled as my tongue tickled his shoulder.

“ Stop...” he said between small laughs as my hands tickled his sides and my tongue his shoulder, I laughed along with him trying my hardest to make him laugh louder. When he did I couldn't control myself; he was too cute.

“ Kay' seriously!” He laughed swatting at my hands and laughing harder. I smiled and kissed the younger boy who looked at me and smiled; he still had braces. I stopped tickling him and kissed him again, pushing him gently into the mattress as he wrapped his arms around my neck and smiled into the kiss. He laughed as I flopped onto the bed; exhausted. He slowly got closer, curling up into my arms and smiling really wide as he started to tell me about what had happened in the last four years. I gasped at moments and cried when he broke, he finally ended with the story of how he had gotten here again and the reason he told that cops that I was his brother.

He had gotten jumped and knifed by his ex-boyfriend, George and George's thug of a uncle. I felt hate weld up inside me; how dare someone be that mean to my love! He smiled as my feelings became obvious.

“calm down.... I'm here now please just leave it alone...”

“ Yes... anything for you love....” I said, still feeling hate and anger inside of me. I kissed him as he continued about his feelings for me, blushing every time he complimented or told me stories of how he would dream dirty and sweet dreams about me. He cried with happiness as he told me he wanted to be my husband one day; one day when he was older. I laughed as he added the ' when I'm older...” and he pouted, looking at me cutely and kissing me again. Just being close to him made me feel like he was mine and would be mine for the rest of my life and although I didn't know what was to come I wished that he and I would be together forever. He smiled, closing his eyes and letting sleep take over his small frame. I got up and kissed his forehead, heading for the shower and stepping in. I didn't want to wash the remains of love making away only because it was that of Braydon but I did anyways, knowing that him and I would probably make love another time and it wouldn't be the last. The water felt good against my skin, as the water beat down I remembered Braydon's smile that he had shown me just so many minutes ago. He was still beautiful, same eyes, same black hair and braces, although he had matured quite a bit in his frame he was still small and weighed so little and still looked like he was fourteen years old. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, looking in the mirror at the guy staring back, he was a much happier me; a me that was only now beginning to step out all because of certain boy, who was still nude and tangled in the sheets. I pulled over my shirt, staring one last time before going out into the open room and turning on my computer. With graduation coming up I had to find an apartment to move into because I didn't want to ever live with my parents again, mostly because they didn't know that I was gay and also because they never believed in my dream of becoming a film maker. I knew I would have to tell my parent's at some point in life that I liked boys and was never having grand children for them. My parents were very old fashioned; Jesus-loving, homophobic homophobes that didn't give a damn if it were their son was the one who was gay, they would still hate them. In the future I did want children but obviously being gay I could never have biological children with the person I loved. I searched through the listings to find something in my price range; I had been working at my uncle's shop for the last six months and that was getting me by, however I hoped Braydon would want to move with me and share the responsibility; obviously it was way to much to ask of him but it couldn't hurt right? I clicked on a picture of a beautiful condominium in the downtown area of Toronto; my hometown. I knew that asking Braydon to move away from his hometown would be extremely selfish of me but I had to take a chance because I loved him. I heard a giggle come from the bed and looked over. Braydon was laying on his side staring at the computer screen and smiling, I wondered what he was thinking? Could he see the country I was looking for a house in? Was he laughing because there was no way he would move in with me? He smiled at me and got up, pulling his shorts up to his waist and coming over to me, walking behind me and kissing my neck. His breath was hot against my ear as he talked.

“ Of course I'll go with you, when are you planning to move?” He said, smiling from ear to ear and kissing my neck again, leaving me and heading into the bathroom.

“ I don't know, after graduation in June obviously..” I yelled back slightly, hoping that he had heard me over the sound of him emptying his bladder. He laughed, warning me that if I made him laugh he would pee all over the toilet seat and I would have to clean it up, immediately I stopped but he continued laughing. I feared for the safety of my toilet seat so I got up and walked into the bathroom to see a devilish smirk spread on the younger boy's face. He laughed and took some toilet paper and wiped the seat off, smiling cutely and stepping out of his boxers, turning on the shower and ushering me out so I could choose an apartment for us to live in after we both graduated from school.

I walked out of the bathroom shutting the door behind me and going back to the search. I typed in what I wanted in the apartment and got tons of results, I scanned through the page and found one in our price range; it was more beautiful than the first one I had looked at; full basement apartment with utilities, a pool and A.C because everyone who lived in Ontario knew that the summers were extremely hot and sticky therefore if you had Air conditioning you would be like a god during summer; most houses in Ontario had A.C but some didn't in the more elderly parts of the province. I heard the shower shut off and a bang followed by cries of pain. I got up quickly from the computer and ran into the bathroom, to see Braydon clutching his toe laughing and crying at the same time, he looked at me as I walked into the bathroom and laughed.

“ I'm alright...just stubbed my toe...” he said laughing. I laughed and hugged his nude body, kissing him and wrapping a towel around his waist, leading him to the bed and making him lay down, getting on top of him and kissing the boy passionately before looking at him and seeing lust filling his small eyes. I laughed and got up asking him if he was hungry.

“ Starving...” he said, looking at me and smiling as his stomach just happened to rumble at the same time. We laughed as he got dressed and I bookmarked the apartment and turned off my computer, closing the laptop and putting on my shoes. I knew how to cook but while your in college it was hard to cook for yourself if you live on campus which is the reason I wanted to so badly move out after graduation so I could cook for myself and now Braydon. He got dressed and followed me out into the winter wonderland of the Chicago streets.

“ I'm glad you came to me!” I smiled, he smiled back and grabbed my hand. It was awkward at first; holding another man's hand in public but I soon came to like holding his hand and obviously; he wasn't afraid to show his affection for me in public. We walked slowly to my uncle's shop and ordered something other than pizza; I had been living on pizza and top ramen for the last six years of my life and I wasn't going to order something of that kind today; today I wanted something fancy like spaghetti or chicken, something like that. Braydon looked at the screens above the counter to see what looked good and as if reading my mind told me he wanted Chicken and Rice for dinner as did I.

“ What would you boys like to order?” My uncle said, coming to the front desk and smiling, yet looking confused. I looked at my uncle and gave him a look that said I would tell him about it later. He smiled as he took our order of the chicken fried rice, rushing to the back of the kitchen to prepare it.

“ your uncle seems busy today....” Braydon said concerned. I too was concerned that he was short on staff, when he came back out I brought it up to him. He laughed it off and told me that he was the only one working because the rest of the employees were out sick and he didn't have anyone else to come in and didn't want to bother me. I sighed and looked at Braydon who smiled as we walked around the corner. I handed Braydon an apron and he put in it on, giggling as it he tied it around his waist; since I knew Braydon was good at math I put him on cashier duty and walked around into the kitchen to help my uncle with the cooking. He smiled as I walked back and grabbed the cooking utensils that sat near the stove and flipped the rice over, as my uncle chopped up fresh basil and other garnishments before throwing them in the pan; he talked as he went and stopped for me to answer.

“ He looks familiar Steve...who is he?”

“ My boyfriend....but uncle please, he's almost legal....” I sighed, knowing that my uncle wouldn't approve, he laughed and patted me on the back, grabbing a bowl and putting sauces and other fresh herbs into the mix.

“ It's fine love, my partner wasn't legal when I started dating him either.” I laughed and continued to fry the rice, watching Braydon at the cash, waiting for more customers to come in, when they did he was speedy, taking their orders correctly and sending them back to my uncle and I.

“ he's a good worker...” he said, laughing and continuing his actions, pouring the sauce into the pan. I took the pan off the stove and placed it on a heat absorbing pad for it to cool down, getting two dishes and setting up the meal on the plate, topping it with chives and onions; it looked amazing. I took one plate and handed it to Braydon, who looked at it and thanked my uncle and I before starting to eat, still on watch out for new customers. I smiled and started to eat my food every now and again looking in Braydon's direction to catch him smiling and looking back.

“ Finally, it's closing time” my uncle said, turning the sign from 'Open' to 'Closed' and flopped down at a table; now came the cleaning up. Braydon was already putting away his apron when My uncle and I decided to get up and clean. The shop smelled like apples and looked like glass; Braydon had washed the dishes, locked the register, cleaned most of the tables and the kitchen as well; he was a fucking machine!

I walked up to him and turned him around, hugging him tightly and kissing at him passionately before leaving him to grab our jackets. He smiled as I handed him his jacket while putting mine on, he grabbed my hand and we walked out, saying goodbye to my uncle and leaving, walking back towards the living grounds of my university.

When we walked in Braydon kissed me, slipping his needy hands under the hem of my pants and played with me until I was pleading for his touch, he pulled me on top of him as we kissed and as we made love for the second time my feelings for him grew with every sound that escaped from him; I knew it now, Braydon was the one and soon, he would be mine for the rest of my life.

I woke up to find Braydon not in my arms; I freaked; was having him again just a dream? I got up quickly and looked in the bathroom, finding a naked boy drying himself off and looking shocked. My panic stopped when I saw him sitting on the toilet in his underwear, drying off his chest and back.

“ Bray....” I said, hugged him tightly, the boy looked at me when I let him go; he looked very confused. I smiled and told him that I thought he had left me again, he smiled and told me that he would never do that and the new nickname that I had given to him was the cutest that he had ever gotten in his life. Once he had dressed he packed his backpack and put some money that he had stored in his pockets in his bag, he smiled at me and kissed me on the lips.

“ School?” I asked, kissing him back, he nodded and told me he loved me, heading out the door. I missed him already. I sighed, packing my own backpack and heading off to my classes for the morning, impatient to go home and be with Braydon again.