Part 16


“Justin…” Josh said quietly, reaching out for Justin’s hand. “I don’t understand…I thought…” He sighed and looked to the ground, his heart suddenly very heavy in his chest. “I thought you liked me.”

“I do like you, Josh. God, I like you so much…” Justin whispered, sitting back down on the bed. “I just…”

Josh ran his thumb over Justin’s cheek, wiping away the tears that fell. “You just what, Justin?”

“I’m scared,” Justin said, so quietly that Josh couldn’t hear him.

“What?”

“I’m scared, Josh. I’m scared to death of what might happen,” Justin sighed, not looking into Josh’s eyes for fear that he might break down.

“You don’t think I’m not scared, Justin? I’ve been hurt before, too. Remember I told you I got dumped?”

Justin nodded, lower lip trembling.

“He cheated on me. I caught him in bed with another guy. I’ve never been so hurt in my entire life. I loved him, Justin. God, I loved him…after we broke up, I was afraid to even look at another guy. I didn’t want to get hurt again.” He smiled softly and Justin and squeezed his hand. “And then, I met you. This beautiful boy, this angel…and I knew my heart couldn’t be wrong this time.”

Justin sighed heavily, resting his head on Josh’s shoulder. “I felt the same way the first time I saw you. I know I only met you a week ago, Josh, but…god, I think I could fall in love with you.”

Josh kissed the top of Justin’s head, the curls tickling at his nose. “Me too, Justin. But I don’t want to push you. If you don’t think you’re ready to be with me, then I’ll let you go.”

“You will?” Justin whispered.

Josh wrapped an arm around Justin’s waist and pulled him closer. “Yeah, Justin. I will.”

Wiping away the sly grin from his face, Justin stood up and walked towards the door. “Thanks for understanding, Josh,” he called over his shoulder, laughing inwardly at the shocked look on Josh’s face.

“Ok…um, see you later then, Justin…”

Justin walked out of the room and pulled the door behind him, leaving it open just a crack, watching Josh from the hallway.

He watched as Josh pulled his shirt over his head, shucked off his pants, and climbed into bed. He rolled on his side, back facing Justin.

Justin smiled and tiptoed back into the room. He stripped his own shirt off and slipped into the bed next to Josh, wrapping his arms around Josh’s waist. Josh jumped, then sighed happily as Justin snuggled closer.

“You’re an asshole, you know that?” Josh pouted. “Teasing me like that.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” Justin whispered, nipping at Josh’s earlobe. “Let me make it up to you.”

Josh gasped when Justin’s hand danced over his thigh, palm brushing over his hardening cock. “Justin…”

“Shh…” Justin pressed his lips to Josh’s neck, then to his shoulder, rolling him over onto his back and straddling him. “I’m gonna kiss you now, Josh.”

Josh nodded, and his heart fluttered when Justin’s soft lips pressed against his, Justin’s tongue licking over his bottom lip. Josh opened his mouth and moaned when his tongue met Justin’s. He fisted his hands in Justin’s hair, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

Justin ran his hands over Josh’s torso, tickling the sensitive skin of Josh’s stomach. He hooked his thumbs in the waist band of Josh’s boxer briefs and started to tug, but Josh’s hands stopped him.

Justin pulled away from the kiss and frowned down at the older man. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, Justin,” Josh panted, trying to catch his breath. “I just don’t want to rush into anything with you.”

“But I wanna touch you,” Justin pouted, sticking out his lower lip, his frown deepening.

Josh grinned and kissed Justin softly. “And believe me, I want you to touch me,” he said, cupping the bulge in his boxers for affect. “But not yet, ok? Just thing of how amazing it’s going to be when you actually do touch me.”

Justin couldn’t help but smile. He laid down on top of Josh, cheek pressed to Josh’s chest, their fingers laced together. “I’m scared, Josh,” Justin whispered. “My heart, my head…everything is telling me that you’re the one…that I should be with you…but I’m still scared.”

Josh smooth Justin’s curls down and stroked his bare back. “I know, Justin. We’ll just take it one day at a time, ok? But I can promise you one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“I’ll never hurt you.”

Justin smiled and closed his eyes. And I’ll never hurt you.



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