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Spaghetti and Meatballs 

Ian was home just after twenty minutes Mr. Williams had left for Hannah. He entered the house using his key. The house was empty; no one was there to greet or meet. Ian didn’t like that; his family was going through a hard time. His father was worried for his mother, and his mother was simply lying on the hospital bed unable to do anything. Cheerful greetings and cute warm words were the first things he was used to whenever he got home but today has been a very low and sad day.

He placed his bag near the small table in the corridor and went to the kitchen straight. Ian was famished and he wanted anything in his sight to eat. The Kitchen was all messed up, the stove had the pot over it having a cold uncooked meal inside, and the counter beside had a lot of vegetable pieces cut into cubes. He wasn’t sure if his dad left it all on purpose or for an emergency. Fishing out his phone from his back pocket he called his dad but didn’t get an answer, after trying two more times he gave up. Maybe he is busy with something. He took the advice of the intercepted message and decided to call after a while. Now the problem at hand was what should he eat. Roaming here and there he tried to find something but everything available needs to be cooked. He gave up on the magic he was hoping to happen that will bring food out of nowhere. Taking out the fresh pack of salad from the fridge he settled on the kitchen island ready to eat the food. The greens were like mocking him, a simple and flavorless meal was not in his mind.

“Mom can make even salad tasty, what does she add in it that it becomes tasty and flavourful?” he questioned but then took a fork full of the lettuce and capsicum, he eyed both veggies and opened his mouth. Just then the bell at the door made him put the fork back. He groaned before getting up from his seat and going towards the door. The bell kept ringing getting on his nerves.

“Alright, alright I am coming” he huffed and pulled the door open. Upon seeing the man, he was not very much pleased. In front of him stood Julian in his usual sexy form. He was wearing his dark blue jeans fitted perfectly around his long and muscular legs, a black shirt over his hard carved chest, and a black long blazer over it reaching his thighs. His hair was kept free from any restrain and was falling on his shoulders. A smirk on his handsome face and a box of some very delicious food were in his hand. He cleared his throat when he saw Ian looking at him with his mouth open.

He was mesmerizing

Ian was gone for a minute or two. He was so cute and innocent that he couldn’t hide the way he felt looking at Julian. His expressions told every story of his heart that fluttered seeing Julian holding a meal and looking like a meal as well.

After hearing the throat-clearing his face went pink in an instant, he was embarrassed for staring so hard. Julian shook his head and smiled at him.

“well…..hello there, are you done staring? He asked with that annoying smirk on his face. He was liking the color on Ian’s face.

“uhh ……don’t flatter yourself, I wasn’t staring at you” Ian rolled his eyes trying to cover his bold staring, and turned around to go inside. He wanted to splatter water on his face. Julian followed inside and closed the door after him.

 They both went to the kitchen and Ian settled himself in his previous position. He was again distracted from his food when he smelled the aroma of the food he was wishing to have. In front of him stood Julian discarding the box of food he came with. Ian’s mouth watered at the delicious sight of spaghetti and meatballs on the plate. He looked at his salad and then at spaghettis and then finally at Julian with expectant eyes who smiled at him mischievously. Ian wanted to eat that, he was so hungry at the moment and he wasn’t in any mood to argue with Julian. Julian sensed his cravings so he started.

“a little birdy told me that a baby would be hungry across the street, so without wasting any time I ordered a meal for the baby, would you like it?” Julian asked amused. Ian wanted to decline the offer, but salad and spaghetti are two very different options, and he was in no mood for salad.

“did you bring it for me?” he asked a little shyly. Julian couldn’t help but smile at his innocent question and nodded his head. He gestured for Ian to come closer with his finger. Ian hesitated at first but went to him after a while. Suddenly Julian held his waist and propped him up on the island getting a squeak from Ian. Ian grabbed at his shoulders for balance.  Julian then placed the plate in Ian’s hand and gestured for him to eat.

“s..so you mean …I can eat, like right now?”  He asked clearing every doubt he had. Julian smiled and nodded. His eyes were scanning every feature of Ian while the younger started eating and gobbled up the food quickly. Throughout his eating, Julian kept his eyes on the younger’s form. Moaning at the warm food and eating like a child.

After he finished the last bite, a hiccup followed. He smiled sheepishly at Julian and gestured to him that he wants water. Julian filled a glass from the bottle and gave it to Ian, who again finished it in a go. He sighed and licked his lips.

“thank you …. I was so hungry” he said and smiled beautifully at Julian. Julian stepped up and parted Ian’s legs a little slowly creating space for himself, he stood between Ian’s thighs and looked at him getting a confused look from the boy. He caressed his legs and smirked.

“I don’t want you to thank me, Ian, I want you to give me something back,” he said in a husky voice. Julian looked into his eyes and Ian was gone. He was entranced by the way Julian’s eyes were staring at him. He felt caged in them, nowhere to look when he was in front.

He was aware of his surroundings, he knew he was home alone with his handsome neighbor, he knew he liked Ethan not Julian but when Julian dipped his head and started the kiss, Ian’s eyes flutter shut on their own. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling of the warm and soft lips of his neighbor.

Julian kissed him with passion, he held the side of his face with one hand and the other circled around the thin waist of the younger. Pulling the boy towards himself and Squeezing the flesh at the waist Julian entered his warm cavern of Ian. He explored with his tongue and Ian panted. He sucked on the bottom lip and enjoyed the spiciness of the meal left on his lips.

When Julian felt that Ian was breathing hard he left his lips to nip at the jaw and then finally he moved to his slender neck. He sucked and kissed at the column of his neck before sliding his shirt off from his shoulder to reveal more skin. He eyed his collar bone with lust and dived in to kiss more. Ian panted and whined winding his small fingers in Julian’s long untied hair. Julian was aggressive in his ministration, if Ian wasn’t in this state he would probably have started crying.

The make-out was getting a little harsh for Ian, he was not used to being held so tight and kissed so much that it caused a burn on his skin. He tried to lightly push Julian away but he couldn’t. when he felt the pressure on his groin, Ian panicked a little, he was committed to Ethan, became his boyfriend, and called him every day. How could he let another man touch him so intimately? After the realization, he tried to get rid of Julian. He tried to push Julian but felt a little tug at his hair.

A warning.

Ian was now very uncomfortable he wanted to get away but Julian didn’t let him go instead he held him more tightly, with all his force he pushed at Julian’s chest which made him stumble a little and he left a strange dark growl. Ian’s eyes went wide after hearing the sound coming from Julian. He didn’t know if the sound like that is normal. Julian glared at Ian and Ian was frozen at the island he was seated before. He could feel the mad look in the elder’s eyes.

Suddenly the glare made Ian dizzy and his eyes felt heavy and his mind hazy, he wanted to hold something but his hands were not able to move. He saw Julian with blurry eyes, coming near him again and holding his thighs and waist. He was lifted from the island and after a while, he was thrown onto some soft surface. Where was he? He tried to look around but the dizziness was way too much. He again felt the burning on his skin. The junction between his neck and shoulder was sucked at, his hands flying to hold at the shoulders of the man above him, trying to push him away but he didn’t budge. Ian was now on the verge of tears; he was so suffocated that it was hard to breathe.

During that forceful make-out, Ian’s shirt rose exposing his stomach. A slim waist a pink skin. Julian was lucky. He roamed his hands over Ian’s body making him squirm from the sudden hot touch. The pink blushy skin was making Julian mad. He was tempted to bite and suck at that skin. The slight resistance from the tiny hands on his shoulders made him hold both hands of Ian and pinned them above his head. He shoved his head in Ian’s neck and earned a painful scream from him when he licked a long strip on his neck. His tongue left a great hot effect on his baby skin.

Ian lost the awareness around him and went into a drunken state. He was not able to push away the weight on him and his mind was playing games with real and unreal things around him. He squirmed with pain when a hand went pushing on his groin. Vulnerable was the state he was in. Julian worked for his hands and opened the button of the tight black jeans Ian was wearing. He pushed his hand inside and caressed his crotch with eagerness applying pressure a little too much yet again getting a lewd moan from the boy beneath.

He was about to pull the pants off feeling no resistance from his lovely boy who almost went into unconsciousness when the doorbell rung in his ears. He stopped and slowly stood straight watching as the pants went back to the original place they were before. The shirt went down on its own and the hands placed above Ian’s head went down to his sides.     

The bell rang again and Julian smiled at Ian

“I am not done yet baby boy,” he said and heard the door open after the click of the key in it. He glared at the door and went out from the kitchen’s back door.

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