Rain on Me MxM (Staten Krown)

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Eric didn't lie. That was his greatest virtue and at times his onlyweakness. He kept his promise to me. In that very week he managed to breakup with his girlfriend and change around his whole schedule to fit intomine. Tiara kept asking me if we were related because I went out of my wayto see him at times. She never suspected what we had hidden. Hidden. Weweren't a couple but we acted like one. It was the strangest thing at times,but it felt so good. We kept it a secret and we were so good at doing it.Our love was cloaked in the camouflage of friendship and brotherhood. Ihoped that it would stay like that forever, but I knew something was goingto come up. A tragedy was going to unfold, a terrible end to something sogood, but at that time I was so oblivious and blinded by the moment. Therewas someone who knew about our relationship. Robbie knew about it and hishatred for it was stronger than I had ever seen anything before. It started three weeks after that rainy day when Eric finally confessedhimself to me. This day had already seemed different from the rest already.It was a hot Saturday and Tiara was sick with a fever. Tiara was never sick.It was the day that she was supposed to play me in basketball. Tiara wasbetter than most boys in basketball were and her tomboyish looks seemed tomake her winning any game even more threatening to the other boys. It wasn'ta big thing though, but what was stranger was when Timothy Grains decided tostrike up a conversation with me. Timothy was a friend with Robbie andRobbie had made it his personal mission to keep all his friends away fromme. He said he didn't want me touching any of them. Then, I didn'tunderstand why, but soon I realized that he didn't want me to fuck any ofthem. See Robbie had somehow overestimated the relationship that was betweenus. I saw that his high self-esteem was just a front. He was really seemedemotional when it came to matters of romance and such. We had forgiven oneanother for the fight that we had three weeks ago, but he figured this wasjust going to patch up our relationship to where it was. That was when Ericstarted coming around. Robbie put two and two together, but he really wasquiet about it for these three weeks. He didn't ask about it, but only gavelittle clues that said he knew about it. He would ask me if Eric had a softtongue or if he had more tattoos in private places. I skipped out on the whole school day to go hang out with Timothy, whoseemed engaged in this gambling club. I was surprised that I didn't knowabout the place earlier. When I got there, I recognized a few people though;most were friends with Robbie. They were all thugs, all gambling with bitterfaces on. They argued a lot and even though I spent the whole day in thedame gambling club, I didn't talk to anyone. I had to leave Timothy therebecause he seemed addicted to the gambling sport. He did give me a percentof his winnings though, which he had promised from the get go. That was thereason I went with him in the first place. I had no interest in that dumbgambling crap. I raced home that day hoping that Eric had left a couple of messages. WhenI got home I saw Dina and Robbie, but my father wasn't home. I figured hewas out working or doing something to provide for us. I wanted to turnaround and leave the house as soon as I entered but I couldn't because Dinahad already seen me. "Anyone call for me?" I asked her, trying to sound polite. She shrugged her shoulders and moved across the room, lighting a cigarette,"Ask your brother." "He isn't my brother," I said again. "This ring says different!" She shouted from the next room. I couldn't seeher face but I knew the expression she had on it. I could already see herrugged skinny smile that said, 'Once I get down that isle with your father,you're history.' I tried to ignore my thought and went upstairs to Robbie's room. I knockedseveral times because Robbie always had his door locked. "Who is it?" "Damien." I could hear the footsteps and see a shadow underneath the door. He openedit and stood there. He was half-naked. No, he was naked. He had a pair ofboxer shorts on, but they were too small for him. He had his boxer shortsunderneath a patch of pubic hair and they were so low that I could even seethe upper part of his penis. I couldn't help but to stare at it for a littlebit. I mean I was a teenager with a legitimate balance of hormones. He madeit even sexier too. He was staring at me, the same way he did the first timehe seduced me with the way he licked his lips with that long, beautifultongue of his. It reminded me of when that tongue was stuck between thecrack of my ass."Damien, you weren't in class," he told me, as if I didn't already knowthat."Yeah, listen, did I get any calls?""No."That was unusual, because Eric called everyday after school, "You sure?" "Positive," he told me and licked his lips again probably trying to changethe subject, "But I have something for you. C'mon. I bought it with my childsupport check," He threw his hands over his head to stretch. "Sorry aboutthe room, I was taking a little nap because I didn't get too much sleep inschool. I was just getting dressed, when you came in." I walked in the room, trying not to stare at him any more. I didn't know ifhe was telling the truth about just getting dressed. The room wasn't eventoo dirty. In fact it was really clean. The only thing sloppy was his lackof clothing. If I didn't know better, I would think he had planned the wholething, but that was impossible. I don't think Robbie would go that far outof his way to be sexy and neat, just for me. He took me across his clean,lime-smelling bedroom, which was really big. His bed was bigger than minewas and so was his dresser. I walked next to the dresser where he flashed mea mouthful of pearly white teeth and squinting eyes. His hands pulled out along jewelry box and put it in my hands. He wiped his eyes, trying to act sononchalant about it. I figured it was probably just a cheap little giftbecause he thought it was my birthday or something. I figured that was whyhe was trying so hard to act like it wasn't something big. It was easy tosee through him though; he couldn't stop smiling as I held the box in myhand. I opened the box. It was a watch, but not just any watch. It was a Mavadowatch. I looked at it differently, not thinking that it was really what Ithought it was, but every angle gave the same result. I could hardly breathas I nearly dropped the watch to give Robbie the biggest hug that he everreceived. A lot of girls had given me gifts, but only because I had giventhem something in return. Eric had given me little gifts that I didn'tremember a couple of hours later. Even my father hadn't given me a gift likea Mavado watch. "Robbie I can't believe you could afford this. I know you get a lot ofchild support, but this is something crazy!" I said. I wanted to kiss him. Iwanted to sink my lips into his, but then I stopped and thought about Eric. Now I see why he was smiling so hard. He knew that I would be this happy.He knew that I would lean in him the way that I would. I had gotten so closeto him that my lips had almost met his. He had even cleared his smile to getready for the kiss. That was when our eyes met and I didn't see Robbie. Ididn't see the handsome, flamboyant, watch-affording pretty boy but insteadsaw the shy, sweet, clean-cut Eric in his place. That was when I had to pullback. I didn't just pull back from the kiss; I also pulled back from the hugand turned around. "I can't accept this," I told him, but the thing was I didn't mean it. Theway the watch look in my hand was like it was made for me. "Yes you can," he promised and closed my fingers around the jewelry case,"I was just thinking this would be a nice way to make up for that fight. Imean, Eric isn't that important to be fighting over. Right?" I knew he was trying to make a snap against Eric, but at the time it wasn'tabout Eric, "I guess. I mean, we're going to be brother soon." "Wait!" he called out, "I mean, I thought we agreed that we didn't want tobe stepbrothers. I thought we agreed that we wanted something more out ofthis relationship." I didn't remember agreeing anything like that with him, but either way Itried to get out of the conversation without insulting him, "They are goingto get married regardless and it wouldn't be right to be having arelationship with you. Not if they're getting married." It was so smart. I was surprised I didn't think about it earlier. It was aneasy way not to confess about my relationship with Eric while still coolingthe attraction between Robbie and I. "We can stop them from getting married. There are so many different ways toend it," He told me, trying to push up against me from behind. His slantedeyes were staring blankly at me as if expecting me to agree. "Robbie you're sexy as hell," I said blatantly stating what he alreadyknew, "There are a thousands of girls who like you. Thousands of boysprobably like you too. I'm not the only one you can have, but I am the onlyone that you can't have." I walked out of the room, releasing myself from the grip he had on me. Hewas intent on pursing this relationship. I couldn't allow him to. I stillhad feelings for Robbie, but they were just sexual attraction. It wasn'tlike what I felt for Eric. Eric! I hadn't talked to him the whole day.Already suspicions rose in my head that he was with someone else. I wonderedif he had just forgotten about me. I didn't know which was worse. "Hello is Eric there?" "Its me." It hadn't taken me so long to get to my room and dial his number. I didn'ttell Eric, but I knew his number by heart already. I rarely called it thoughbecause I had a restraint that said that if I showed how much I cared abouthim it just pushes him away. "Why didn't you call?" "Don't say that, Damien. You know I called. You know that Robbie won't giveyou any of my messages." "I can't believe he did that again." "I don't know why you put up with him. He knows about us, Damien." Then his voice when quiet, almost like he was about to say something else,but at last minute decided not to. His voice sounded so different on thephone. It sounded more professional and mature, like he was older. It wasattractive, but didn't have that usual youthful vibrancy that I was used tofrom him. "How do you know that?" He paused again then I heard his voice mutter, "It happened in school todayDamien. He and some of his friends pushed me in the hall. Then again in gym,he whispered that I should stay away from you." I was surprised, "I can't believe he said that! I'm gonna go talk to him." "No, Damien. I don't wanna look like a snitch. All I'm saying is to realizethat he knows about us and doesn't like it. Robbie is probably stillcrushing over you." "He confused right now." "No. He's not. He's jealous. That was why he hit you. I swear to god, if heever hits you again, beat his ass! Then call me and I'll beat his assagain!" "Eric calm down. We still going to the movies right?" "Yeah, I'll meet you there at 10." I hung up the phone. Robbie was the intimidating type and Eric was the typeto get easily intimidated. I knew that the two wouldn't mix from the get go.I didn't expect Robbie to support my relationship and all, but I didn'tthink he would go as far as to tell Eric to stay away from me. It seemed atthe time to be a little extreme. I didn't know who does that. I looked atthe watch that Robbie had brought for me. A watch like that was easily worth200 dollars or probably more. That wasn't the kind of money that someonejust wasted on a crush. I wondered if Robbie really loved me. It wouldn'thave come to a surprise to me at this time. I figured he would just have toget over it. It was something that could be fixed and in time erased. I left the house hoping to catch Eric when it was almost 10. I had beenlate, trying to pick out some clothes that would be nice for him. I wantedto look nice even though it was too dark outside to really notice whatsomeone was wearing. I ended up running half of the way to the movietheaters because the bus was taking too long and I was already late. When Ifinally got there I could see the long lines forming outside. This wasreally crap. By the time I got inside, Eric would probably notice that I waslate to see a movie with him. "Hey!" Eric called out. I looked at him. He was in the corner, leaning up against a window. He hadtwo tickets in his hands and was waving them. I almost kissed him in frontof everybody at the movie theaters because I was so happy. When we enteredthe movie theaters, we sat in the back. It was one of those LORD OF THERINGS movies that were really long. Most of the people that had come were inthe front isles leaving Eric and I in the back. The movie had barely begunbefore I started breathing on his neck and blowing in his ear. He lookednervous as I did it, but for some reason kept looking up at the movie,ignoring my advances. "Damien, we're in a movie theater," he told me. I shrugged my shoulder. I really didn't care. Everyone was sitting in thefront rows to get a good view. No one could see what we were doing unlessthey turned around and no one turned around during a movie. "So," I told him and kissed the back of his neck, "No one's gonna catch usor would you rather be watching the movie." He looked at me probably trying to complain more, but I had already leanedin and kissed him on the lips. He didn't complain after that. He looked atme now, smiling with pleasure. I crept my left hand down to him and startedto fondle him with his pants on. My hands massaged the small tent in hisrugged blue jeans. I could feel his dick getting harder and the smile acrosshis face getting wider. I was rubbing the dick through the pants, trying tosomehow grab a hold of it to jerk it off. I couldn't grab it, but theconstant pulling action of my hand had caused him to moan excitedly. He wasgetting hard now, really hard. I could feel the head of his penis eventhrough his jeans. "Let's go in the employee bathroom," he told me, "its too dangerous uphere." I began to see the difference between Eric and Robbie. Eric was precocious.Robbie thought about the passion of the moment, while Eric had to pondereverything beforehand. "The bathroom is worse." "No. I used to work here. I still have a key to it. No one goes in theemployee bathroom. I used to take girls in there all the time." He acted like he was just talking to another one of his friends when hesaid that, but it didn't matter to me. I didn't want him to feel toouncomfortable around me. He picked me up with his hand, his lighthalf-Italian and half-black skin looking perfect against mine. His pants hadsomehow gotten loose during my fondling were now half way down his ass,making him walk with a swagger. It was sort of funny. Eric led me to the far end of the Movie Theater where there were long hallswith rooms. I tried not to act too impatient but I really was. Eric wasimpatient too and I could tell because there was still at tent in his pants.It looked like he had a big wrinkle in his jeans, but I knew better. It wasreally erotic watching him with the bulge in his jeans and a sparkle in hiseye. Even though we were acting like sort of freaks now, it didn't seem thatway. It seemed romantic. He held my hand the whole time he opened the doorand was squeezing it passionately. I felt so protected as though no managercould kick us out as long as I was with him. If this wasn't love, I didn'tknow what was. He opened the door with his key and I walked inside of thebathroom. It was a lot better than the public bathroom. The walls were cleanand the tissue paper was full. When he walked in I pushed at him, until hisass slid up onto the sink. As soon as he sat on the sink, I put my bodybetween his legs and started to grind against them. His kissed me gently andleaned back, revealing a six pack just as tight as Robbie's arms were. Eventhough Eric was a little shorter than Robbie was; his arms were just asmuscular and toned. He pulled a Trojan condom out of his pocket, "Damien. I didn't know how toask you this." I couldn't breath for the moment. I wondered if he was going to ask to fuckme. I wanted to give myself to Eric, but I didn't think I wanted to do italready. I panted a little. For that one second, I figured everything wouldend. "Eric. I want you to do it, but not now." I braced myself to be bombarded with argument, but Eric just smiled, "Itscool. For this one time, you can do it to me. But when you're ready, I'dbetter be the first one you call." He snickered a little than looked at me, blankly, starting to rip thecondom wrapper open with his teeth. He didn't know what that meant to me. Ijumped at his mouth, forcing him to get the condom wrapper out of his lips.He wasn't like Robbie. He was better. I kissed him so deeply this time,deeper than I had ever kissed someone before. He pulled back, probablysurprised at my behavior. I ran my hands through his hair and smiled at him. "I love you," I told him. It wasn't planned. It just came out after thekiss. I was afraid now. I was hoping not to show him how I fully felt abouthim, but now it was too late. Now my heart was in his hands to either keepor destroy. "I love you too," He told me and we hugged there in the bathroom. Ericfinally pulled out some lubricant and opened the condom, then gave them bothto me. I didn't know what to do wit it. I had fucked girls before, but Ihadn't fucked anyone in their ass before. He didn't look like he was worried about his manhood at this time. All themasculinity that Eric had, he didn't seem to care about all that. He put myhand on his ass as if telling me to take it. I knew he loved me. No otherman would do that for another man if he didn't love him. I was tender withhim, although this wasn't the most comfortable place to take your time. Ipulled down his pants and Eric leaned over the bathroom sink. I could seethe reflection of his face through the mirror. It was so strange. I couldnever imagine that I would ever be going into the ass of a guy like Eric.His ass wasn't a big bubble, but it was tight and firm almost like he hadworked it out on some sort of machine. I touched his firm ass, massaging thetight cheeks. Then I put the lubricant on my index and middle finger. Iguided my two fingers into his ass, trying to spread the cheeks and not makea mess. The lubricant went into his ass crack and he was moaning now. Iadded more lubricant and more. I knew that Eric had a virgin ass just likemine. He didn't say it openly, but I knew it. I finally pulled my dick out of my pants. It was hard, but I wish it didn'tlook so big. I didn't want to hurt Eric. I put the dick in and started toguide it through the ass crack. "Oh fuck, yo!" he cried out at first, but as I pulled out, his hand wentbehind me and started to push me back in. By now, I had my whole dick into his ass and there wasn't a second that hewas saying some sort of curse or moaning loudly to represent his happiness.I was sort of scared because of all the noise from the Movie Theater rightoutside the door. My dick was so wet, but Eric's ass was tight. I pushed inharder. The warmth of his ass surrounded me. It made me feel like I wasfinally one with Eric. Nothing could take this moment away from us. For thefirst time, I felt that Eric really belonged to me. His hand had guided meslowly into his ass so that there was a line between pleasure and pain. After a while, the pleasure started to build in for both Eric and I. Hishand was no longer guiding me, but was now jerking off. My dick tensed uplike I was about to cum every time I pounded in his ass. "More! Oh yeah! Uhhhhhh fuck me! Damien I love you!" "No you love the dick!" I shouted back, getting a joke in. I leaned my backin and kept my hips twisting for a while to remind him of how good it felt. He laughed in the middle of moans, "That too. Dame! You're bought to turnme into a bitch, Damien. Ughhh! I never knew how good it feels!" "Just get used to my dick and no one else," I warned. I grappled onto his waste and began to pound him harder now. He moanedloud. I wondered how he felt, but I knew how I felt. The head around my dickand the tension seemed to be condensing it. The condom didn't make adifference. I could still feel his skin and feel the sliding of the moistlubrication. Then his ass came into my pubic area; the area that sent athousand nerves through my body. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled myhips and let my dick rest deep into him as I started to cum loudly. As soonas I climaxed, Damien was soon after. His cum went into his fist and thenall over the bathroom sink. He stood up into me and his back hit my chest.He turned around, taking my dick out his ass. He didn't let it get softthough. He took off the condom and sperm started to drip from my penis. Ididn't think he was going to do it, but then I saw him drop to his knees,while holding my dick in his hands. He put his mouth onto mine and sucked mydick with the sperm on it and all. He was a freak! I didn't even think Iwould ever do that, not even to Eric who I loved. "I told you I loved you," he told me, wiping my sperm of his mouth with thepaper towels. He was serious when he said it. I didn't say anything. It was some type ofawkward situation that you wanted. There was nothing that we could say. Icleaned myself off and Eric wiped the rest of the lubrication out of hisass. We tried to make the place spotless, but we were in a rush because itwas almost 12 o'clock and the curfew for teens our age was 11 o'clock. Eric walked me home after we had finished in the bathroom. It would havebeen smart to take the bus since it was so late, but I really wanted tospend some more time with him. We walked closely, as close as we could walk.He put his arm over me, becoming more masculine just after my hard 7-inchdick pounded his ass. It was funny for a moment, but I didn't let him knowwhat I was laughing at. He held me tight as the dark, silent streetswallowed us. I wanted to go home and tell my father about Eric. I wanted totell him that I had a relationship with a boy. Eric made me feel like it wasokay to tell the world about us. I still didn't define us as gay or that hewas my boyfriend. It was hard to go from straight to gay because of one boy(or two including Robbie). Eric took me all the way to my doorstep. "You want to spend the night?" I asked, "The good thing about you being aboy is that we can have sleepovers." He laughed, "I would, but my little sisters are probably up waiting for me.I promised them I'd help them with their homework when I got back." "So, then I guess I should go in," I told him. I didn't want the night to end. I leaned forward for what would probablyend up as a kiss. I didn't get to find out. A voice called my name outsuddenly! I turned around to see Robbie standing at the threshold. I jerkedmy head back, but I think that he saw me leaning forward into Eric. Eric'sface went sour for a little just that moment when he saw Robbie. I was justsurprised, but I didn't care. "Hey, Eric," Robbie told him with his vain ego, "Where's all the girls thatyou two took to the movies?" "Why are you out here?" I asked. "He wants to fuck around with us!" Eric said suddenly. I didn't expect himto talk like that. He was the shy guy after all, just like I was. I didn'trealize how angry he was until I saw his face. I looked into the house andwas relieved to see that Dina and my father weren't there. "Eric, don't get mad. Calm down. I'll tell Robbie about us," I promisedhim, trying to say anything that would calm him down. "Tell me what?" Robbie asked. "No, Damien, this is between Robbie and I," Eric said suddenly, "I'll tellhim." "Tell me what!" "Damien and I have been fucking, but you know that already. What you don'tknow is that we're probably in love. Just a little while ago, he was fuckingme up the ass!" I turned around and Robbie looked at me for confirmation. I looked away. Iwasn't denying what Eric said, even though I didn't agree with the way hesaid it. I didn't want them to fight, but I knew it was probably going tohappen. Eric was pissed off and he had just made Robbie pissed off. Robbiehad a quick temper and I knew it. I saw his hand fly in the air as he sockedEric across his face. Eric fell backwards and I tried to catch him. That waswhen Eric almost snapped. Robbie seemed to prove what he wanted. He stood onthe stairs laughing as I struggled to restrain Eric. I wasn't sure Ericcould beat Robbie and either way I didn't want them fighting. They were bothimportant to me. "Eric calm down!" I cried out. "Yeah, listen to him!" Robbie urged on from the stairs. "Why don't you come down here and say that!" Eric called out trying tobreak free and get Robbie. He was really trying. He was putting all hisstrength into it. "No need. I already proved my point. That is why Damien is wearing my 200watch on his wrist right now!" I had tried to hide the watch the whole day. Eric stopped struggling andstarted rolling up my sleeves until it revealed the expensive watch. Ericcouldn't afford something like that. I knew he was be envious that Robbiehad given it to me. "His watch? Is that why you fucked him?" Eric asked me. I could see that helooked a little broken. "He gave me the watch afterwards." "Were you that good to him?" he asked me, looking more insulted everymoment his eyes recognized how beautiful the watch was, "I could buysomething like that for you. He doesn't have anything on me, Damien! I'llget you something better." "Eric, this isn't competition," I tried to show him, but his testosteronehad already gotten the best of him. By now Robbie had almost laughed his throat out, "Eric come upstairs. Itstoo cold to be picking through trash." I guessed Eric was the trash. I tried to pull Eric aside to where hecouldn't hear Robbie, but he didn't go for it. He pulled away from be andbegan to walk down the street upset. His feet were pounding and his handswere collapsing on his hair as though trying to gain some sort of control. "OH my fucking god!" he kept shouting, so loud that people were starting tolook out their windows. "Eric. Don't be mad." He turned back to me biting is lip and now I could see that he was intears. This was really hurting him. He looked at Robbie again and bit hislip. He was pounding his fist. Eric was almost half way down the street when he cried out; "I love youDamien. Robbie isn't shit. Why don't you get that?" I knew someone in the neighborhood must have heard him say that. I walkedinto the house, purposely bumping into Robbie as I did so. He pissed me offso much. Eric was an emotional person and I knew that now. I didn't know whyhe thought that I still had feelings for Robbie. I told him so many timesthat I didn't have those feelings anymore. I wondered what Eric was going todo. He seemed pissed. He kept saying that he was going to get me somethingbetter. I hoped that he got home safe that night, but I knew that the onlyone that had a good night's sleep between the three of us was Robbie.