Just About Soccer

To shorten the wait I’ll add chap 13 right away with 12. Again, I got great help from Lukanicus with grammar and wording (and logic?). As I sad, at some points I lost track of the story... What happened?
Dunno -_-'
So please don't be angry in case some of the following sounds a little confusing. Should be all fine by now, but... nah, my muse is on drugs so...

Nediar

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Just About Soccer

Chapter 13

Brian woke up the next morning to find the other side of the bed empty. Ray was already downstairs and preparing breakfast. He stood in front of the sink and Brian sneaked up on him from behind. Wrapping his arms around Ray’s waist, he caused his brunette lover to shiver slightly. Ray turned around, kissed Brian on the forehead and went to the fridge, looking for milk.

The blond frowned, and would do so another fifteen times that day, always at times when Ray was obviously evading his touch. It made the blond’s insecurities about the seriousness of this relationship come back with a rush. However, one thing that did not fit the puzzle was the longing look on Ray’s face whenever their eyes met.

He would find out about what that meant, come what may. It was too significant to let it go unnoticed. Brian got his chance in the evening in front of the TV. After spending the whole day playing PlayStation, what could have been a more obvious thing to do than watching TV? Again…

If that was going to be their all-day closing for the rest of their lives (When had he started to plan ahead that far?) there would be pretty boring evenings in store for Brian.

“Hey, Ray?”

“Huh?”

“Do you like that show?”

“Show?”

“That thing on TV!”

“Oh, that show… Yeah.”

“What is it about?”

“Um… dunno. Just started liking it.”

Brian sighed heavily.

“Okay now, what’s wrong?” he asked in exasperation.

“Wrong? What do you mean?”

“I mean wrong! W-R-O-N-G, as in bothering you!”

“Nothing, I’m fine, baby.”

“Don’t fuck around with me… Okay, maybe you should, but not in the figurative way.”

“When the show’s finished!”

“Do you really care how old ladies get their dogs styled for a fucking competition? You can’t be serious!”

Ray did not answer so Brian decided to try something else. He crouched over the sofa toward Ray and softly kissed the brunette’s neck. He savoured the warm skin with his tongue and teeth, paying close attention to Ray’s reaction. Brian could tell his lover was immediately affected. Had Ray been waiting for this? Why did he not go for it, then? His eyelids quivered and finally fell shut. The blond used the opportunity, quickly took the remote control from Ray’s hand and turned off the television. Surprisingly, Ray did not object. Instead, an appreciating moan escaped his throat when Brian continued his kissing and licking.

“That’s right, dream. Now let’s get down to the essentials and forget about those puppies, will you?” Brian whispered.

“Um… no!” Ray bent forward and moved to turn on the TV again.

Brian groaned in frustration and violently pushed Ray down into the upholstery, pressing his lips on the other one’s mouth in one fluent movement.

“Will you please tell me why you’re avoiding kissing and making out with me the whole day? What good was moving in with you then?”

He somehow supported his weight by propping his hands on either side of Ray’s body. The blond tried to glare but he failed miserably.

“So you just came over to get laid?” Ray asked seriously, but in his eyes Brian saw he was only teasing.

“What else? When everything else you can do is watching TV and playing video games?”

“Why didn’t you say you wanted to go out?”

“I thought you wanted to spend the day here with me. How could I’ve know that it would end with a boring TV show?” Brian was not joking any more. He felt like they had wasted an entire day just because they had not talked to each other about how they would like to spend the day.

“You could’ve said something!” Ray replied defensively. This conversation was taking a very unpleasant direction.

“You haven’t been very… active the entire day. I really got the impression that you turned into… a couch potato.”

Ray felt relieved when Brian said that. He did not want to let his lover know about what was really bothering him. Still, he had been tempted to tell him, just so they would not have to argue any longer. Now it seemed like they could work it out anyway. Ray smiled in relief.

“Why are you grinning? I was really upset!”

“I know, and I’m sorry. Seriously, I’m no… couch potato! I play soccer, did you forget that? It’s just… not today, alright? I mean, there are plenty of ways to spend the day outdoors, like the lake, the city centre, the football court…”

“But why not today? Finally, we can be together without having to care about anyone else, and… All we do is watch TV and… eat.”

Brian shifted his weight a little to relieve his arms. When he sat on Ray’s thighs and pulled back his arms, he happened to touch the brunette’s left waist. Immediately, the body under him shivered horribly and Ray had problems with keeping his face from turning into a distressed grimace.

“Um… What was that? Did I hurt you?” Brian asked with concern in his eyes.

“No… no, I’m fine. Kiss me.” Ray ordered, but Brian was too preoccupied now scanning Ray’s frame for some hint of potentially overly sensitive skin.

There was the neck he knew it was sensitive but he had not touched him there. The lips, chest, waist-

Ray followed the way Brian’s eyes went and knew he would not be able to hide any longer.

Brian pulled up Ray’s tee and found the white bandages.

“Holy… That’s why you had that shirt on in bed!”

“Um… yeah.” Ray looked away to avoid Brian’s inquisitive stare.

“Why are you hiding that from me?”

“I didn’t want you to be worried and I still don’t, so… Don’t worry.”

“How can’t I when you’re wincing at the slightest touch? You should’ve told me! I thought you… didn’t like me… touching you any more or something! You had me seriously… doubting…”

“Don’t! How can I not like your touch? I hate my dad for doing this, only because I can’t make out with… Brian? Is everything alright?”

“Your… dad did this?”

“Who else?” Ray had not thought about the impact of his words on Brian and regretted saying them the next instant.

His lover was lost for words.

“Oh, Brian! It’s over now, please don’t look like that!”

“Your dad! And you say that as if talking about the weather? I’ll fucking KILL him the next time I meet him!”

“You shouldn’t.” Ray advised mock-seriously. “Because then you’ll be sent to jail and if he survives your attack you might end up locked in the same cell or something.”

“I seriously doubt that. But he won’t survive that! I’ll blow him up or… sorry. He’s your dad, after all. But then why did he…”

Ray laughed but stopped right away. It hurt.

“You won’t understand that, don’t bother. You can talk about him like any ordinary madman. I don’t call him dad anymore. And don’t try to understand how I manage to bear things so easily. Because it’s NOT easy…”

Brian kissed him.

“You’re strong.” He whispered.

Suddenly Ray noticed Brian was crying.

“Whoa! Bri! What’s wrong? It’s not THAT sad, you know?”

“I’m fine, don’t worry.”

“Baby!”

Ray pulled the crying boy down onto his chest and tightly wrapped his arms around the suddenly shivering frame. Such tears did not just come from feeling sorry for him. There must be something more to it.

“You can tell me everything, you know? I’m here for you and I’ll always be.”

If it had not been for the bunch of problems at home and the football club, life would have been perfect at this moment for Brian. He smiled sadly and buried his face into Ray’s dark hair.

“My parents want me to go to university next year and study law or medicine or something. On Monday I’ve got to tell that football club whether I’ll join or not. I told you ‘bout it, remember?”

“Sure I do. And I still think you should say yes.”

“And my parents? And the guys at school? Zack won’t be…“

“Zack will be the first to congratulate! The others will follow. It’s their chance to get your position on the field. They won’t complain when a rival leaves.” Ray tried to cheer Brian up, but he was only moderately successful.

“You really think that?” Brian’s voice was filled with doubt and he frowned. It did not fit his character when he did that. A smile belonged on his friendly face. Tears made him look too much like an adult. They were not kids any more, but Ray did not feel like rushing into adulthood. It only made things more complicated. It made life full of doubts and frowns.

“Sure I do, or I wouldn’t have said it. Don’t look like that. It ruins your beautiful face.” A smile graced Brian’s expression when Ray softly caressed his forehead. Still, Brian was not finished with his qualms.

“An’ my parents?”

“Didn’t you say they don’t care much about you?”

“Right.” Brian sniffed.

“Then they shouldn’t start caring now. Plus, they’re pretty lucky. You finally are old enough to make your own decisions and they don’t have to bother any more!”

Brian chuckled. “You make it sound so simple…”

“I know it’s cliché but… listen to your heart. And stop chuckling, it’s uncomfortable on my waist.”

“Sorry but I’d never thought you’d say something kitschy like that!”

“Surprise, surprise. So now, big boy. You mind getting off me? My… waist feels a little…“

Brian was on his feet in an instant and anxiously eyed Ray’s bandages. The brunette grinned and reached out for Brian’s hand to have himself pulled up from the sofa. He fell into the younger one’s arms and murmured, nose buried in the blond strands, “I feel so weak. I guess you’ll have to support me in the shower.”

Had Brian really had doubts about Ray liking boys? Now he wanted to shower with him! He grinned. There were still a lot of things to learn about his dear lover.

“I guess you did very well on your own, yesterday evening.”

“Yeah but… today it got worse. Ugh!” Ray wrapped his arms around his waist and pretended to be stumbling.

“Don’t joke around with that! I’m really worried!”

Ray looked at Brian and his green eyes were serious now. “That’s why I didn’t want you to know.”

“You couldn’t have kept that from me forever. It’ll leave a scar, someday I’d have found out! And by the way, how long could you have resisted this!”

Without another word wasted, he pulled the brunette down into a deep, suggestive kiss. Ray entangled his hands in Brian’s hair and angled his head to get his tongue deeper inside the other one’s mouth. That moment Brian pulled away and shot him an evil grin.

“See?”

“I can resist you if necessary!”

“Oh, sure. I just saw how much you can resist me!” The joy was now fully back in Brian’s eyes.

“By the way, I still am not in for too much action. The doctor said I mustn’t even be walking around all day.“

“Who says that you must be active?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, there are… several ways to…” He trailed off.

This kind of sexual directness was not quite Brian’s territory. Ray did not know what his boyfriend was talking about, but the prospect of making out with him was appealing enough to make him not wonder.

“Show me”, he grinned and went to the stairs. Brian was left alone in the living room and did not know what to do first.

“The next time, think before you speak!” he told himself.

At first, he went to have a shower and told Ray to change the bandages around his waist meanwhile.

After showering, Brian went back to their bedroom, his hands slightly shaking from excitement. He wanted to make Ray feel good, but all he could think about was his own insecurity.

Brian hoped Ray was done changing his bandages. The longer he waited to do what he had planned, the more insecure he would get and maybe let it rest in the end.

No such luck there, because when he entered, Ray was still busy putting the bandages on. The white fabric was everywhere except for his waist. He looked extremely funny. Brian could not help the laugh. He sat down on the bed next to Ray and took care of the matter. He carefully covered the deep cut and wanted to fix his work when Ray leaned back on the bed.

Brian stared at him for some seconds and felt his hands starting to shake. Ray had a great body, with enough muscles to make one feel secure in his arms. His hands made you long for his touch. The sight of Ray’s lips had Brian craving to lavish kisses over them. Ray’s intelligent and confident eyes made his espousing of Brian’s beauty irresistible. Toss in a brilliant smile and the blond was totally obsessed.

Brian looked down at the reddened skin that showed beneath the bandages, and he suddenly felt responsible for Ray. He gently traced the skin along the white fabric and every few centimetres he softly planted a kiss. The brunette sighed contently and watched Brian with transfixed fascination.

The blond was overly cautious and Ray smiled at the concerned look on his lover’s face. When Brian looked up at Ray to see whether he was hurting him, he was rewarded with a broad and totally relaxed grin. His hands still shaking, the blond finally fixed the bandages and looked down on his wounded angel.

“Is it okay like that?”

“Of course.”

Ray’s eyes did not leave his.

“That’s good.”

“I think so too”, the brunette nodded.

Brian tried to smile, but he still did not know how to deal with the situation. Ray did not appear very concerned about the wound. So Brian should not either, he concluded. But, what if Ray was just pretending everything was right to keep him from worrying? An expectant silence fell between them. Ray’s demand was clear and Brian tumbled between desire and hesitation.

He finally crouched up next to Ray and softly kissed him. Ray left him in control, something Brian was not used to and made him insecure all over again. Maybe Ray was exhausted. Did he even want to…? Furthermore, Ray was an awesome kisser. But was Brian, too? He did not now.

“Hey?” Ray broke the kiss. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing…” Brian looked away.

“You’re a bad liar, has anyone ever told you that?”

“Am I a bad kisser, too?” The question just blurted out.

“Not when you kiss me, baby.”

Brian smiled a little.

“Brian?”

“Huh?”

“I love you. I owe you a lot because you got me to admit that.”

Brian’s smile widened. “You think so? And what about… this? Does it hurt badly?”

“Not at all when I’m focusing on you. And just a little when I think about something else. Which doesn’t mean that I’m thinking about something else, you know?” Ray added hurriedly.

Brian chuckled and their lips met again. This time he was a little more confident about what he was doing. Even if Ray did not have much strength, which actually did not really seem to be the case, he could at least make him feel good. An injured man needed some solicitude, after all.

Soon, Brian did not want to leave it at kissing and he let his fingers dance over Ray’s chest and deeper. He let his tongue follow down along the neck, shoulders and collarbone. With a surprised smirk, the blond noted that Ray had started purring. Brian’s body reacted to that incredibly erotic sound by sending most of his blood towards his middle. He blushed and suspiciously looked down to the brunette’s groin and it gave him even more confidence. He must be doing something right! He sure as hell had done things like this before and he had been pretty good, too. Now the insecurities returned, for with Ray it was more and more important. With him it was not just about pleasure. It was about love and passion.

Brian moved down Ray’s body and sat on his legs, cautious not to get too close to the injured waist. His body started vibrating in anticipation when he felt strong hands moving up to his hips.

“Wait.” Brian hoarsely whispered.

“Wha-” Ray started but was silenced with a soft kiss.

“Shhh!”

Brian slipped down the well-trained body and placed his hand on each side of Ray’s body.

His older lover stared in astonishment as the blond beauty started to trace softly the sore area around the stab that was not covered by the bandages with his hot tongue and lips.

The touch was not rough enough to hurt but it was not soft either. The mix of it left Ray yearning for more and fearing too much at the same time.

“I’ll be careful” Brian breathed against the skin.

“I know, baby.” Ray smiled and he believed it as well. His body was able to relax more and he closed his eyes to enjoy totally the kisses.

Unexpectedly, Brian moved lower and took Ray’s length in his mouth.

“Bri!” Ray gasped in surprise and anticipation.

He was not able to bring out more intelligent words, because he was transfixed with Brian’s tongue gently caressing him. When he was arching his back and trying to thrust up deeper into the warmth as hands were softly holding him down.

Brian liked this more with every second. He had absolute control over his lover’s orgasm and he vowed to keep it slow and teasing. Just like Ray always kept his kisses excruciatingly slow. This was a very sweet revenge.

When Ray climaxed, Brian had to control himself. His own needs would have to stand aside for tonight. The brunette was breathing heavily on his way back down. After a while, he reopened his eyes.

Ray blushed when he looked up at Brian. All of a sudden, he felt like all his feelings were exposed, like the pages of a book to an attentive reader.

‘But since when can you taste a book?’ Ray thought when Brian was licking his lips with a gratified expression on his lips. The brunette contently grinned at the thought.

The blond boy snuggled up to Ray and softly kissed his cheek.

Sleepiness overcame them both. Smiling, they fell asleep in the arms of each other.