CHAPTER FOUR

It was warm, a yawn escaped Emerson lips as he stretched his limbs, reluctant to open his eyes. It’s been a long time since he got such peaceful sleep. With the intention to go back to sleep Emerson nestled closer to the source of warmth beside him breathing in the lavender scent mixed with something sweet Emerson could not be bother to identify.

Emerson was contented and was halfway to ‘la-la’ land when there was movement to his right and a wash of warmth engulf his mid-section. Getting comfortable under the smoothing sensation on his hip Emerson wiggling into the sheets, he felt a  harsh grip on his waist and a hiss filled the air but wasn’t enough to fully aroused him from his sleep.

The body moved again, Emerson felt a bulge poking at his backside, jerking him from his place of calm. Emerson jerked up, turning mid air and collided with a hard surface, sharp pain running up his spine as he found himself hissing harshly on the floor.

“Ouch.”

There was shuffling and William crawled to the edge of the bed looking down at him with strands of slivers hair falling over his face.

“Are you okay?”

“Wh…wh…” Emerson trailed off while he scan his surrounding.

The room was filled with sun light slipping through the large floor to ceiling windows offering stunning views of the garden below. The walls were adorned with expensive custom murals, and the floors were covered in hardwood. A shelf stood by a desk at a far end of the room. On the side of the room just passed the bed was a TV stand, large flat-screen TV, a sound system, and a gaming console. Emerson’s eyes slowly crept back to the king-size bed where William sat on his knees.

“Where am I?” Emerson asked, confused as to where he was.

“My home.” William answered, offering his hand for Emerson to get up. “Well my room to be precise.”

Emerson took William offered hand and was pulled to his feet.

William stared shamelessly at Emerson’s rock hard body, his well defined torso, broad shoulders and muscular arms that were ferocious when flexed. William’s eyes trailed down the large body, how it tapered down to his waist, his eyes went further to explore the trail of hair that disappeared into the Emerson’s boxer. The bulge that rested between Emerson’s legs were enough to make William draw in a sharp breathe, he could feel himself twitch in his pajamas pant. Taking his eyes back to Emerson’s face, William licked his lips when he caught Emerson’s rosy nipples on display.

Feeling himself harden in his pants William flushed, letting his hands rest between his legs as he turned away.

Emerson noticed William flushed face, his bear torso and how his hand rested between his legs. His eyes snapped back to take in his own appearance.

He paled when he noticed he was only in his underwear.

Overwhelmed by dread Emerson stumbled backward. He couldn’t have done anything with him right?. His father would kill him if he found out he had touch William in-…in an inappropriate manner. “No, no, no ,no…” Emerson chanted staring wide eyed at William.“ I…I didn’t…do anything to you…did I?”

Emerson heart was beating rapidly against his ribcage. Please, please, please, my obsession with him could not have lead to this could it?. Oh God! Dad is going to kill me!

“Nothing happened.” William voice pulled the bigger boy from his thought. Emerson still didn’t look convinced. “We drove around town for a while, had a couple drinks or so and then you passed out on me…I brought you here because I didn’t know where you live.”

That seem to calm Emerson down a bit but he was still on edge when he asked. “For real?”

“Yeah.” William breathed out “For real.”

Emerson breathed a sigh of relief and slump down on the edge of the bed, his  back facing William.

“I don’t mean to brag but no one, and I mean one had ever freaked out to the thought of having sex with me.” William chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Emerson turned slightly toward William who was still kneeing on his bed. “I could see why?”  Emerson pointed out, a small smile playing on his lips.

All his fears and anxiety evaporating into thin air.

“What?”

“You are beautiful.” Emerson stated. Staring down at William, taking in the way his sliver hair fell down his face and shoulders, down his toned chest.  He is oddly pale. He thought.

“You know…” William said, waiting patiently for Emerson to finish his tour on his body. Only when he held Emerson’s gaze again did he speak. “That is a gay thing to say.”

William watched as Emerson smile grew. “Just  appreciating your beauty.” William’s cheeks grew red, he was not expecting such reply.

Emerson found the other boys pink cheeks amusing.

“Well, thank you.”

Emerson hesitated for a moment before saying, “Can I touch your hair?” Emerson was shock by his question, he did but not know what had possessed him to ask but he had always pondered on what it would feel like to touch William’s hair.

William bit his lips, his eyes drifting down Emerson’s body. “Only…only if I get to touch your pectoral.”

Emerson gave him a weird look.

“You’re not gay, are you?”

William shrugged. “They are huge.” His eyes drifted down again. “Who wouldn’t want to touch them?”

At that moment Emerson did not know what came over him, he was strangely calm considering he was practically naked in William’s bed.

“Sure.” Emerson answered.

Emerson held his breath as he slowly raised his hand towards William’s face, his locks were soft to the touch, Emerson turned fully facing William, knees touching, as he ran his hand through the trees of the smaller boy before him.

Emerson drew in a sharp breathe when he felt William’s hand on his body. A shiver ran through him when William brushed past his nipples. He couldn’t help himself, not when he was this close to William. Emerson eyes locked with that of William and he felt like he was drowning in those amber eyes, he held them for a while before they slowly trailed down his nose to his lips.

William’s breathing was shallow, head tilted back slightly as he stared up at Emerson, William pressed into him, running his tongue over his lips. Emerson couldn’t help but copy the action.

“Liam…” Emerson breathed out. His lips inches away from William’s. He could feel William’s hands as they moved slowly down his abdomen, stopping at the hem of his boxer.

“Yeah?” William was equally as breathless.

“I’m…I’m not gay.”