* "And if I can last thirty rounds
There's no reason you should ever have your head down
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town"*
*
Light slipped through a gap in the blinds, waking Christian the next morning. Westley was spooned up behind him, so Christian was reluctant to move, but the light was right in his eyes. He groaned and rolled over. Westley stirred.
"Sorry the light was in my eyes." Christian said.
Westley made a whining moan and buried his face in Christian's neck.
"What time is it?" He asked, muffled.
"Um..." Christian leaned over, squishing Westley a bit as reached for his phone. "8:15"
Westley huffed out a breath. Christian couldn't help his body's reaction as the breath of air flowed across his neck.
"Still early... sort of."
"Yeah I'm normally at school already."
The men cuddled in companionable quiet for a few minutes, Christian not wanting to push Westley after the emotional night they'd had.
"It was my best friend." Westley said.
"What?"
"Who left the scars. We'd been friends for so long. We met in undergrad, and were able to stick together with post graduate plans. We were roommates for 3 years. I never told him."
"That you were gay?"
"Right. Someone told him they thought I was. He confronted me, and I was tired of lying to everyone. I mean I still keep it hidden, but a lot of that has to do with how Ryan reacted."
"He cut you."
"He didn't just cut me. He carved 'queer'..." Westley stopped, and took a deep breath.
"You can't tell anymore." Christian said quickly.
"I can."
"I know. But if anyone else saw it, they wouldn't know. I didn't, and I saw it up close."
Westley nodded and pushed his head back into Christian's neck.
Christian held him close, expecting Westley to cry, but he never did. The revolution of what happened should have made him overly emotional. After a few minutes, Westley raised his head.
"What happened to this guy?" Christian asked.
"I passed out. Well, actually I gave up, I didn't fight. He got so mad..."
"And?"
"Someone heard him yelling, and came into the room to make sure everything was okay. Obviously it wasn't, the cops were called. I was so scared, I had a hard time trusting anyone, but a cop convinced me to press charges. He said with how violent the attack was that he thought Ryan wouldn't leave me alone. Or that he might hurt someone else. I did it for that reason, I didn't care about myself anymore, but the thought he could do it to someone else...." He trailed off, pausing. "I saw him at the sentencing too. He apologized. I don't know if he meant it or not, but it was a bit of closure."
"Good. So not to press or anything, but how out are you?"
Westley chuckled. "Not very. You know, and my friend Michael knows. His boyfriend. Um..."
"Not out to your parents?"
"No. What about you? I know you said before you aren't really..."
"I don't know if I ever can. You're the only one that knows right now. I had a few discrete hookups in college, but nobody who really knew who I was. I've heard some pretty bad comments in the locker rooms and stuff growing up, and it still happens on the professional level too. I would really like to be out. But... until I can't play anymore I don't think it will happen." he shook his head and sighed.
"Understandable. You don't get too long to play, and it could be a problem with your teammates."
"Yup. Hungry?" Christian asked.
"Eh..."
"Maybe it's inappropriate after the heavy conversation we just had, but we could fool around a bit..."
Westley laughed.
"Sure..."
Christian rolled Westley under him, kissing him hard. He worked his way nuzzling and licking to his nipples. Westley's back bowed up involuntarily as Christian raked his teeth over one, then the other. His hands slipped under Westley and lifted him gently has he moved down to his flat abdomen. His hands slid further down, and tucked into the edge of Westley's boxers. Westley cried out quietly as Christian's mouth teased the front edge. He looked up questioningly, as he pulled gently down on the small man's underwear. Westley lifted his hips higher to allow Christian to slip off the boxers. He looked down into the striking hazel eyes, and watched as his cock was bared to them. He saw Christian's pupils dilate, almost hiding the color. Christian's tongue poked out, the pink slipping out from between his dark lips intrigued Westley. Every time they were together the contrast between their skin was apparent, but watching Christian as he started to lick up and down his cock, it was so unmistakable, and erotic. Westley couldn't hold his eyes open anymore once Christian had reached the top of his penis. He'd slipped his lips over the crown and the visual was too much. He was already so close to cumming, watching would just send him over. He laid his head back and dissolved into a puddle of desire, just absorbing the feelings as Christian worked him over.
Christian looked up to see delight dancing across Westley's face, his eyes screwed shut. He was clearly enjoying the blow job, and Christian was unsure how far Westley would be willing to go, so he just doubled his efforts to get Westley to cum. He couldn't wait to taste the slim man's essence. He reached under Westley's cock to fondle his balls, and he too was entranced by the distinction between their skin. He'd never been in an interracial relationship before, so he never realized how significant the difference in color meant during sex acts. Before he could contemplate any further, Westley made a small noise, and his hips bucked. Christian pulled back, and covered the tip of Westley's cock and sucked vigorously. Westley came on a strangled quiet cry, and Christian gladly cleaned up the evidence of his orgasm.
As soon as Westley caught his breath, he reached down to touch Christian. Christian stopped his hand on his abdomen.
"Sorry... I, um... I came when you did..." He blushed. It was hard to see, but Westley could tell he was flushed.
"That's okay, I just wish I could help you out..."
"Next time little man, next time."
Christian pulled himself up next to Westley and drew him close. They fell asleep in each others arms.
*
They woke a few hours later, when Christian's stomach rumbled loud enough it startled them both.
"Oops..." Christian laughed.
