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Hey, sorry this has taken so long, but I've been really busy lately. Anyway, this is the second part to "Tomorrow" for those of you that have read that one. Ummm...not much else to say, but know that the third part of this should be coming soon. Hope you all like this!!
It was hot. Hotter than it had ever been in late April. Taylor and I went with his friends to the park to play basketball, ready to enjoy the warm day. I was just ready to enjoy a day out of my parents house. I don't remember how long we were there, I just know it was getting dark faster than I thought it would. The six of us sat down on a picnic table to rest and bullshit a bit. I pulled my pack of cigarettes out of my pocket and lit one. Taylor pouted at me and rather than handing him his own, I gave him mine and lit a new one for myself.
”You two are really fucked up aren't ya?” Craig, Taylors friend from the city asked. His brother Paul laughed and plopped down between us.
”Yeah ya don't see me and Craig sharing cigarettes do ya??” Paul laughed causing the others to laugh with him. I looked at Taylor for help only to find him laughing right along with them. I felt trapped. I had nothing to say to defend myself or my actions. Why did I do that? Why wasn't I more careful? I knew there was no way they knew the truth, so I just sat there, silent. Taylor finally held up his hand for them to stop.
”Alright guys. That's enough.” he sighed and looked around the deserted park. “I guess we should get outta here. Can't play basketball in the dark now can we?” he asked. They all mumbled their agreement and started leaving. Paul stood up last.
”I was only messing around Zac. No hard feelings?” he asked me holding out his hand for me to shake. I shrugged and shook his hand. “You're alright, Zac. See ya!” he yelled while running to catch up with his brother before he left without him. Once they were out of sight, I turned to Taylor who was laying across the picnic table staring into the night sky.
”Why did you let them attack me like that?” I whispered.
”I wouldn't call that an attack, Zac. They were just fucking around. Paul even apologized to you.” I sighed and crossed my arms. Taylor tugged on my shirt, urging me to lay down beside him. He ran his fingers through my hair and made a trail of kisses from my jaw line to my collar bone.
”Don't think for one minute that what you're doing now is gonna make up for you letting them act that way toward me. You'll have to do better than that.” I huffed, arms still crossed. He pouted for a second and then smiled wickedly. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He just smiled more and climbed on top of me. “What are you doing?!” I cried. “We're right out in the open, we're going to get caught.” I whispered angrily while trying to push him off of me. He held me down and proceeded to kiss everywhere he could. When he reached my lips I could feel my body crying out for him, every inch of me wanting his touch, his kiss. He ground his hips into my own and I groaned loudly, completely out of character. He stared at me for a moment, pondering my reaction, then returned to his assault on my body, grinding his hips into mine even more. By the time he managed to remove an article of clothing I was drowning in my desire for him. Every move he made had me aching for more, but he never did the same thing twice. He was driving me crazy and not only was I allowing it, for the first time I was loving it. Rather than waiting for him to remove our clothes, I took it upon myself and pushed his shirt over his head. After he went back to kissing me, I started on his shorts. I had just barely got the zipper down before he bit down on my neck and grabbed my hands.
”Stop.” he whispered, “I don't want it to happen like this. We have to stop.”
”You have got to be kidding me! You started this and now you're not going to even try to finish it?!”
”Oh I'll finish it. Just not here.” he mumbled while puttin on his shirt. He zipped up his fly and grabbed my hand. “Come on. I've got an idea” he smiled and pulled me toward his car. We raced through town and out onto the dirt paths that I swear only rednecks could find. I was straining to watch where we were going but Taylor's driving was so sporadic it was a lost cause. When he finally stopped the car we were in a field about a million miles away from everything. I got out of the car and looked up at the stars. The sky was so clear and there was nothing to interfere with my view. No buildings and no city lights. It was breath-taking. While I was staring dreamily into the night sky, Taylor was rummaging around in his trunk. He slammed the trunk down and broke me out of my trance. I turned just in time to see him carrying a blanket and a bottle of what I could tell was wine. He laid the blanket down on the grass and sat on it. I stood in my spot for a minute watching him get situated before he called me to him. I sat down where he told me to, nestled right between his legs with my back resting against his chest. His kissed my ear a few times before my head dropped back onto his shoulder.
”Zac,” he whispered, “I wanna make love to you underneath the April stars.”
It was hot. Hotter than it had ever been in late April. Taylor and I went with his friends to the park to play basketball, ready to enjoy the warm day. I was just ready to enjoy a day out of my parents house. I don't remember how long we were there, I just know it was getting dark faster than I thought it would. The six of us sat down on a picnic table to rest and bullshit a bit. I pulled my pack of cigarettes out of my pocket and lit one. Taylor pouted at me and rather than handing him his own, I gave him mine and lit a new one for myself.
”You two are really fucked up aren't ya?” Craig, Taylors friend from the city asked. His brother Paul laughed and plopped down between us.
”Yeah ya don't see me and Craig sharing cigarettes do ya??” Paul laughed causing the others to laugh with him. I looked at Taylor for help only to find him laughing right along with them. I felt trapped. I had nothing to say to defend myself or my actions. Why did I do that? Why wasn't I more careful? I knew there was no way they knew the truth, so I just sat there, silent. Taylor finally held up his hand for them to stop.
”Alright guys. That's enough.” he sighed and looked around the deserted park. “I guess we should get outta here. Can't play basketball in the dark now can we?” he asked. They all mumbled their agreement and started leaving. Paul stood up last.
”I was only messing around Zac. No hard feelings?” he asked me holding out his hand for me to shake. I shrugged and shook his hand. “You're alright, Zac. See ya!” he yelled while running to catch up with his brother before he left without him. Once they were out of sight, I turned to Taylor who was laying across the picnic table staring into the night sky.
”Why did you let them attack me like that?” I whispered.
”I wouldn't call that an attack, Zac. They were just fucking around. Paul even apologized to you.” I sighed and crossed my arms. Taylor tugged on my shirt, urging me to lay down beside him. He ran his fingers through my hair and made a trail of kisses from my jaw line to my collar bone.
”Don't think for one minute that what you're doing now is gonna make up for you letting them act that way toward me. You'll have to do better than that.” I huffed, arms still crossed. He pouted for a second and then smiled wickedly. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He just smiled more and climbed on top of me. “What are you doing?!” I cried. “We're right out in the open, we're going to get caught.” I whispered angrily while trying to push him off of me. He held me down and proceeded to kiss everywhere he could. When he reached my lips I could feel my body crying out for him, every inch of me wanting his touch, his kiss. He ground his hips into my own and I groaned loudly, completely out of character. He stared at me for a moment, pondering my reaction, then returned to his assault on my body, grinding his hips into mine even more. By the time he managed to remove an article of clothing I was drowning in my desire for him. Every move he made had me aching for more, but he never did the same thing twice. He was driving me crazy and not only was I allowing it, for the first time I was loving it. Rather than waiting for him to remove our clothes, I took it upon myself and pushed his shirt over his head. After he went back to kissing me, I started on his shorts. I had just barely got the zipper down before he bit down on my neck and grabbed my hands.
”Stop.” he whispered, “I don't want it to happen like this. We have to stop.”
”You have got to be kidding me! You started this and now you're not going to even try to finish it?!”
”Oh I'll finish it. Just not here.” he mumbled while puttin on his shirt. He zipped up his fly and grabbed my hand. “Come on. I've got an idea” he smiled and pulled me toward his car. We raced through town and out onto the dirt paths that I swear only rednecks could find. I was straining to watch where we were going but Taylor's driving was so sporadic it was a lost cause. When he finally stopped the car we were in a field about a million miles away from everything. I got out of the car and looked up at the stars. The sky was so clear and there was nothing to interfere with my view. No buildings and no city lights. It was breath-taking. While I was staring dreamily into the night sky, Taylor was rummaging around in his trunk. He slammed the trunk down and broke me out of my trance. I turned just in time to see him carrying a blanket and a bottle of what I could tell was wine. He laid the blanket down on the grass and sat on it. I stood in my spot for a minute watching him get situated before he called me to him. I sat down where he told me to, nestled right between his legs with my back resting against his chest. His kissed my ear a few times before my head dropped back onto his shoulder.
”Zac,” he whispered, “I wanna make love to you underneath the April stars.”