You've Got To Hide Your Love Away

One Year Of Love..

Brian's POV

We made quick work of Christmas day.  After a small breakfast with my parents we opened presents and exchanged thanks for the gifts we received.  My mother gave me a new red scarf and some household items for the flat.  She surprised us with a gift for Roger.  She got him a blue scarf as well and he was touched at her thoughtfulness.  It was obviously purchased before Christmas, which made the gesture much nicer.  We enjoyed Christmas lunch and helped my Mother clean up everything while she packed up leftovers for us.  My parent's were going to visit my Aunt again this year and Rog and I wanted to get home.  We made the last train out and struggled to get back to our flat with our multiple bags and packages.

Freddie was staying at his parent's for the holiday and purposely stayed away for Boxing Day so we could have our special day alone.  He had been really sweet about accommodating our plans.  I feel closer to Freddie since we've moved in to the flat together.  He is a good friend. 

Roger and I were both pretty wiped out between the travel, family time and the emotional fallout from our discovery by my mother.  We put away the leftover food and unpacked only what was necessary and went to bed.  We needed a good night's sleep but we both wanted tomorrow to get here.

Boxing Day

I opened my eyes and immediately smiled.  I had hoped to wake up first so I could kiss Roger awake to start our day.  I quickly realized the bed was empty.  I frowned as this was not going according to my plan.  I sat up to look for him and gasped!  Spread across the floor were scattered flowers.  Delicate rose and pansy petals of white, pink and purple created a path leading out of our bedroom.  I gushed inside at the promise of what this might be and realized how lucky I am that Roger is so romantic.  I couldn't recall any real romantic gesture made by the girls I'd ever dated.  I was given the impression that it was my job to create romance.  Being on the receiving end of this was wonderful.  I instantly felt special.  I pulled the blankets off and got up to follow the trail.  The flower path turned to the bathroom at the doorway and I headed in.

Perched on top of the bathroom sink was my record player.  It had an album waiting to be played and I saw the shower curtain drawn around the tub.  We had finally installed a shower fixture so we could take regular showers and a curtain had been hung a few weeks before.  I was curious what Roger was up to and moved into the bathroom.

"Put the record on.." I heard Roger say from inside the curtain.  I giggled to myself as he was so serious when he said it.  I followed orders and put the needle arm down on the record.  I didn't look to see what it was but found it to be an opera record.  The classic music filled the room before a soprano began offering her song to us.  I wonder why he picked this record?  It was cute anyway.  

"Come here..." I heard Roger whisper from inside the curtain.  I moved over and grabbed the curtain and slowly pulled it away.  A smile enveloped my face as I found Roger sitting naked in the partially filled tub covered in more flower petals.   He looked amazing floating in the water with some flowers nestled in his hair and others scattered down his chest.  I gazed at him from top to bottom.  I will never tire of drinking in his porcelain skin.  Laid out in the tub, his firm torso and solid thighs hovered at the water's edge.  I could really see the result of increased drumming time in the size of his upper arms.  They were pulled back behind his head and the muscles were taut and full.  His hair was damp on the ends from brushing the surface of the water.  His penis lay just below the water's edge and felt like a tease.  I wasn't sure if he knew how erotic he looked.  I felt so lucky to have such a beautiful boyfriend.  This gesture made me feel his love. 

"I heard it's common to give flowers on your anniversary.  I hope you like them."  He gave me a innocent look when he said it but followed it with his teeth giving his bottom lip a tug. My heart was full but my cock also felt stirred.