Chapter 26: Twenty Five

Seth

Seth

I found myself worrying about Christian. Some time in the afternoon Travis wanted to go snowboarding and all of us were going to go (I learned on my first day. The boys didn’t quit on me). So while we were getting ready it dawned on me that ever since Christian got back I’m always around when he’s with Travis. They haven’t spent anytime together with just them two. So I told them to go ahead without me. I told them I was tired and the disappointment on their faces almost made me cave. It was the disappointment on Christian’s face that got me.

So now, after I woke up from a short nap, the image popped in my head and him questioning me about why I didn’t want to go with them. Christian is so…different. I worry that if or when he falls for someone she won’t accept him when he starts opening up. It takes a while for him to trust and let his guard down with people. I worry so much that he’s going to get hurt.

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts as my phone vibrated on the bed next to me. The text was from Travis. It read: Babe, come join us in about half an hour for lunch downstairs at the diner.

My response read: See you in thirty.

Travis sent me a wink as his response. What a flirt. I took a nice warm shower, got dressed, and then I headed out, grabbing Travis’ white letterman jacket on my way. When he saw me he smiled and grabbed his jacket, aggressively tugging me towards him. I bumped into his firm chest, not even having time to react before his lips were bruising mine.

“You look hot,” he said. I chuckled and sat down opposite him. I noticed Christian wasn’t there. Travis told he went to the bathroom before I even opened my mouth. “He thinks you might be getting annoyed with him or mad at him.”

“What? When did he say that? Why would he think that?” My palms started sweating as my heart accelerated. Just then waitress came and asked for our orders. That’s when I noticed the menus in front of us.

“For now, he’ll have sprite without ice. My brother will have—do you have fountain drinks?” The waitress, Demi, nodded. “My brother will have fruit punch Tropicana, and I’ll have pineapple juice if you have it, sweetened ice tea if you don’t.” The waitress left with a pleasant nod of her head a pleasant smile to go with it. Travis then turned his attention back to me. “He doesn’t have to say anything.” Of course.

The odds are in my favor today. Christian and our drinks came at the same time. I turned my attention to him immediately and I vaguely heard Travis ordering for us. He knows what I like and what I don’t like. There’s no doubt it’s the same for Christian. They have a lot in common.

“Why do you think I didn’t come with you guys today?” I picked up my sprite and Christian followed suit with his Tropicana.

“I honestly don’t know. But I feel like I did something to make you want to step back.” He reached for my glass and I handed it to him, knowing he was going to pour some into his.

“You didn’t do anything. And I didn’t want to step back. I wanted you guys to spend some time together…alone. We’re good.”

“Thank you,” he said, handing me my drink back. He seemed distracted as he did. He soon focused his attention back to me. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. It doesn’t bother me. We’ve had this conversation. I’m not like that.”

“I know,” he said. He put his head on my shoulder.

“…No, he doesn’t like onions so no onions, regular French fries will be fine. That will be all, thank you.” He turned to us as he finished with my order. That is unless Christian doesn’t like Onions too. “You two love birds made up?”

“It was just a misunderstanding,” Christian explained. He looked ashamed.

“Stop overthinking every detail. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you that. Save that for when you’re in Med School and beyond.”

The conversation quickly shifted to Christian’s future. There are only five colleges around the country that will accept his credits, and about three colleges overseas. Travis asked him which one he was going to. Christian started laughing. I’m not sure why but they both have their weird moments so it was easy for me to focus on my delicious fries.

“Don’t look so sad, brother. I’m not going anywhere where I can’t see you guys at least every weekend.” He ruffled my hair after he said that then took some of my fries.

“Change your mind and I swear on everything that I will kill you. Not seeing and barely talking to you for a whole year won’t work. Long distance relationship wasn’t meant for us,” Travis joked.

We all smiled and laughed through lunch. We ordered dessert after that. Funny enough, Christian was as big of a health freak as Travis was. I had to beg them to have dessert. I guess when you grow up a certain way it’s hard to break out of it. It’s good to be healthy all the time, that way, when you really want something that’s bad for you, you can have it without the guilt or whatever that comes with it.

Neither of us wanted to back to our rooms after lunch so we went for a walk. The resort was like a little village. Small stores and restaurants lined the area. Some of them were even attached. In fact, all the stores owned by the resort were attached. The point I was connecting here, was, as long as there were stores, Travis was shopping. It’s hard to believe his mom used to shop for him. He’s an addict.

It was starting to get too cold so we decided to head back in. In the elevator Christian announced that he was going to shower and take a nap until it was time for dinner. So he went off to his attached room and Travis and I went to ours. Travis went to take a shower and I browsed through the TV channels to pass time.

I feel like my life revolves around him now. If I’m not with him then I don’t know what to do with myself. That’s how I feel. Even when he’s taking a shower and I’m not joining him, I can’t wait for him to get out so we can do something anything. Even if it’s having a conversation or arguing about something stupid or – anything, it doesn’t matter.

“You’re going to have an amazing Christmas, you know?” Travis’ voice dragged me from my thoughts and brought my attention to him. He was wearing sweats and long sleeved t-shirt. “I’ll make sure of it. I don’t want you to be sad and depressed. I know it’s hard but I want you”

“I know,” I said, nodding.

“So if there’s anything you need, no matter how big or small, you’ll tell me, right?”

“Yo prometo.” That made him laugh as he pushed me back onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and kissed me slowly. I wound my finger into his hair and kissed him back deeply. “Sometimes I can’t believe I’m not imagining things, and you’re really here with me.”

“You’re not the only one.” He pecked my lips, and then rolled off of me. We both focused on the TV, some Canadian show, and began watching. And then there’s this, where, just being close to him makes me content to the highest extremes. Even though his attention isn’t on me, or the TV anymore but on his phone. We continued like that for a hour, or a few minutes, I don’t know. Something funny happened on the TV. It wasn’t supposed to be funny but I laughed. I felt Travis looking at me then he looked at the TV and shook his head. I pushed his shoulder and he fell sideways on the bed, laughing.

The show finished and Travis was still stuck on his phone. Sometimes when he’s engrossed he shakes his legs, does this weird thing with his fingers, and a bunch else. This time he was shaking his legs. Slowly, I began gliding my hand up his left thigh and he froze immediately. Sometimes he can ignore it if I’m doing it just to be affectionate, or if I’m doing it for the simple fact that he’s mine and I can touch him, if, when, how I want, or if I’m doing it for my own comfort.

Then there are the times, like now, when, with the first movement he knows what my intentions are. He let me rub his thigh for a little before he dropped his phone on the bedside table. Next he grabbed the back of my neck and fused our lips together. His tongue entered my mouth smoothly and tangled with mine. The fact that he was wearing sweats made it easier to grab his crotched and caressed his length. He grunted in my mouth and pushed his lower half more into my hand.

I moved so that I was on top of him and began kissing and sucking on his neck. He breathed loudly through his mouth at my ministrations. I continued kissing him through his clothes, blowing hot air on his skin to get him hot and bothered. Eventually he got fed up, pushed me back lightly, and thug his shirt off. He took mine off to and began caressing my skin as my lips caressed his skin gently.

I settled myself between his legs and pressed my body against his. I began grinding lightly at first until we both started panting. The roughness of my jeans against his sweats must’ve felt heavenly for him. I know, for me, just feeling him against me made me want to explode.

Pleasuring Travis, something I could never get tired of. When we make love it feels like a new experience every time, and that makes it so damn special. I wrapped my mouth around his hard nipple and felt him shudder against me. The more I sucked them the more he writhe and the harder I got. I love the way he panted, the way his eyes got lidded, and the way he could never keep his mouth closed.

“Take this off,” he ordered breathlessly, already undoing the button and zipper on my trousers. I did just as he asked, taking my boxers off, too, and then undressing him. I lie on my back, hugging the creamed cased pillow to my chest. He rubbed some of lube around me then entered slowly. My muscles began clenching immediately, just begging him to make me feel better than he was already making me feel. The burn I always feel becomes bearable, especially when I can’t wait.

He wrapped his arms lovingly around my neck and upper torso the same time he pulled out and thrust back in, deep. I cried out. Travis mistook it for discomfort but I quickly told him I was alright. He pulled out and thrust in again, making me cry out once more. The long, hard thrusts were making me feel so good and I couldn’t help but moan with every moment. He grinded on me too, which made my head all kinds of crazy as he fill me up with pleasure.

I don’t think we’ve ever done it this hard before. The sound of his skin hitting mine filled the room. I spread my legs wider and that just made Travis crazier as he went even faster and harder. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Were the two words that kept playing in my head as he assaulted that sweet spot. I couldn’t talk though; all I could was moan and moan and moan.

Travis’ nibbling and sucking on my ear only made things better for me. My body was on fire and my thoughts ablaze. Suddenly cum was shooting out of my c-ck, which caused my back to arch and for Travis to go deeper in me. My muscles clenched uncontrollably. Travis grunted then and I felt his cream filling me up. The sounds he make when he cum always trigger or intensify my release.

Our panting carried through the room until they turned into shallow breathings. Travis ran his hand through my hair as he lie on my left shoulder; his voice was soft when he spoke. “Making love with you…” he trailed off and I waited patiently to hear what he had to say. “I feel so…” he trailed off again and hugged me tightly.

I kissed his arm and settled my head comfortably on the pillow. “I know,” I said. “You too.”

I didn't want to ruin their moment by adding...stuff...so I left it here for now :)