Acceptance

James is comfortable with who he is. Tyler is still struggling with himself. When a movie becomes heated passion, where does the line end? Can Tyler accept his feelings and self before he loses James?

James

                “Would you like something to drink?” Asked the voice in the kitchen.

                “No thank you.” I replied as I flipped through the HBO channels to something to watch. Sweat pants clung to my legs as I relaxed on the sofa. This place felt so much like home. Actually I hadn’t been to my own house in three days. It was just easier to be here, with him. When here nothing else mattered; in fact it seemed as if time paused when we were together. But not all things were perfect and this relationship definitely wasn’t. While Tyler often made me feel safe, cherished, and free he also had a tendency to shy away or completely shut me out.

                Tyler walked in with a small cup in hand. As he stood there looking at the television I decided to take in the sight of him. He stood six feet tall, had an athletic build, and his skin was smooth and brown. He wore only blue basketball shorts that allowed me to gaze at the wonderful six pack and strong leg muscles. Tyler was that popular man that could get anything just by batting an eyelash. How I ended up with him was still beyond me. Tyler finally decided to sit down and where he decided to relax was not what I had in mind.

                “So what are we watching? He asked before taking a sip from his cup. He looked me up and down and I couldn’t help but blush.

                “Umm…I haven’t decided yet. Anything you want to watch?”

                “There is this DVD that I picked up. I thought that maybe we could watch it together.” Tyler stood up and walked over to the tv. After popping in the DVD and pressing play he returned to his seat.

                “What is it?” I asked.

                “The Last Song.” He said. After a few moments of silence I realized that he wasn’t going to offer any more information. His traveled through the air, teasing my nose. The movie was tuned out as Tyler’s presence took over my senses. I wanted to be closer to him, so I made my move.

 

Tyler

                Before I knew what was happening James was clinging tightly to me, his head on my chest, one arm wrapped around my waist. Instinctively my arm draped around his body and I welcomed the warmth. No one had ever captured my attention like James did, but nothing had ever frightened me as much. It was different being with James. Hell it was different being with a man. One had to get use to the feeling of define muscles and chiseled features underneath them. The musky scent of male was one that took time to become accustomed to. The feel of calloused hands against the skin and the sound of the deep and husky voice vibrating through the air took some time to get familiarized with. Honestly this was all so new…so foreign, but good I think.

                Unconsciously I had begun to rub circles on James’ arm. James snuggled closer and soon his breathing became a steady rhythm against my chest. Time seemed to fly by and before long the movie credits were showing on the screen. James leaned away and I shivered as the cold air seemed much cooler with James no longer against me. I could feel him watching me and I couldn’t help but look at him. His fair skin seemed to shine against the black leather of the couch. His t-shirt clung to his body. While he wasn’t built like I was he was still not fragile or very thin. His sweat pants showed off the figure that I had fallen in love with.

                “What?” I asked with a smirk on my face. A deep red blush covered his face and I had to fight the urge to reach out and stroke his cheek.

                “Nothing just enjoying the view, that’s all.” He looked down and began to play with his fingers. Before I could stop myself I was lifting James’ head with my finger causing our eyes to meet. His beautiful green eyes overwhelmed my senses. He was beautiful in every way.

                “Well come here and take a closer look then.” James smiled at me as he crawled forward. His lips gently brushed mine.

                “Is this close enough for you?” James smirked. I kissed him long and hard. This primal need rose in me quickly. It wasn’t enough. I needed more contact, more James. I broke the kiss to find myself panting. Repositioning myself, I moved forward forcing James to lie on his back. His legs opened to allow me to get closer. Gently placing my body against his I welcomed the warmth as our lips met. The desire kept building and lust started to gain control. Pleasurable friction started and soft sweet moans begged for more. Tongues fought for dominance as they participated in this elegant dance and through it all the need became stronger. But I wasn’t prepared for what came next.

 

James

                Disbelief lingered in my thoughts as Tyler continued to kiss me. We had indeed kissed before, but never like this. Without thinking I wrapped my legs around Tyler’s waist. I hadn’t noticed that he had frozen until he pulled away from me. Realization and rejection set in quickly. Tyler grabbed the bridge of his nose and released a deep sigh.

                “What’s wrong?” I asked, but not really prepared for the answer.

                “I just…” He looked up at me. “I can’t do this James.”

                “What do you mean you can’t do this? What the hell is this anyway?”

                “James calm do-“

                “Don’t tell me to calm down. Answer the question.” I snarled my response my composure and control breaking.

                “This is all new to me! I don’t know about this! I don’t know about us!” At this point we were both standing. My chest rose and fell rapidly. Heat rushed through my veins as Tyler’s words sunk in.

                “Really Tyler? So what are we now? What do you want?” I waited a minute waiting for Tyler to answer. When it was clear that he didn’t have one I sighed as I turned on my heels to walk away.

                “What do you want from me?” Tyler shouted at me.

                I spun quickly and shouted my reply. “I want you! Jeez you just don’t get it!” I paused so that I could regain my composure, “I want you to accept this…accept us. Unwanted, distant, alone…all these things I already feel, but it shouldn’t be that way. Not when I’m with you.”

                “I’m sorry James I just don’t know.” Tyler looked down at the floor. Everything I had put on the line came rushing back. The past that I had refused to let stand in my way, the pain that I pushed aside, the fear that I had attempted to control-all of it rushed forth. I couldn’t take it any longer.

                “Well Tyler I-“ I turned around and took a deep breath. “I can’t do this anymore. This, whatever it was, is over.”

                What he said as I reached the door took me off guard and I wasn’t so sure that I had heard it.

                “I love you James.” Whispered Tyler, just barely loud enough for me to hear. 

Reviews

[Wik_Cil]

I found this story really interesting. Though the beginning was a bit staged, what I mean by that is that the way you chose to describe the Character 'Tyler' seemed as though it was a put in after you wrote the first part.

Otherwise I enjoyed it very much and you should definitely keep on writing, you have a very good sense of the tension between two people. Plus I agree with Drako, this could be the beginning of a great book.

[Drako]

interesting. seems more like a first chapter of a book than a short story though. the way it ends leaves the reader hanging makes you wonder if its truly the end or just the beginning