Je t'aime - 4. Chapter 4

Part 4

Jason stood in a corner of the room with a glass of wine in his hand which he’d been sipping for the past half hour. He looked around at the throng of people and realised that there wasn’t a single person who could hold his interest. He knew that his life since yesterday had been turned upside down when that skinny bespectacled girl had manipulated him into talking to a small slim boy who had gate-crashed his way into his heart and mind and who was a very welcome intruder.

He slipped his hand into his pocket to retrieve his mobile, dialled a number and waited for an answer.

“Hello, the Taylor residence.”

“Uh, Mrs Taylor, can I speak to Reuben, please?”

“Yes, hold on a minute,” and he could hear Mrs Taylor shouting for Reuben.

“Dee, I told you I’d talk to you on Monday.”

“Well, how about talking to me now?”

“Jason, oh, Jason, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, where are you?”

“At the engagement.”

“Yeah, I can hear the music in the background. So what are you doing?”

“Talking to you.”

“You being sarky?”

“Yep, but I also miss you. That’s why I phoned. Oh shit! Have to go. My cousin has just spotted me and is making tracks in this direction. See you tomorrow. Je t’aime, Reuben,” and before Reuben could answer he cut the connection.

Jason pocketed his mobile and at once was asked “Who were you talking to?”

“Just a friend.”

“Anyone I know?”

“No. If you did, they’d be at your engagement.”

“True, so what the hell are you doing stuck in the corner here? Get out and mingle. There are loads of Angela’s friends, they would love you to crawl between their legs and throw a cock into their crutch.”

“Yeah, maybe, Hugh, but there really isn’t anyone to my liking. Besides I promised someone that I wouldn’t hook up with anybody while at the party.”

“The person you were phoning?”

“Yep.”

“Okay, but that’s your loss. She wouldn’t have any way of finding out if you were to have a one night fling.”

“No, I’d rather not, Hugh.”

“Okay, Jason, have fun. I’m off to mingle.”

Jason stayed where he was, sipping his wine, when shortly he felt his mobile vibrate.

Looking at the number that was calling him, a smile creased his features and swiftly he clicked the connect button.

“Bonjour, mon petit ami.”

“Huh, what did you say?”

“I said hello, my little friend.”

“Uh, okay. So I suppose someone was coming and so you cut me off, right? Is it okay to talk now?”

“Yeah, the person has gone.”

“Jason, say it again, please.”

“What?”

“That you love me, in French.”

“Je t’aime, mon petit Reuben.”

“That sounds really nice. Makes me get goose bumps all over. I also remember that word 'petit', and I’m not that small. I’m bigger than you in a certain place.”

“Yeah, you are. Might just have to find someone else who doesn’t make me look so small.”

“You can’t, Jason, you can’t. You said you loved me and you weren’t concerned about the size of my dick.”

“I’m not, but you brought up the subject. I just said ‘Je t’aime, mon petit Reuben,’ which translates to ‘I love you, my little Reuben.’ I was referring to your stature, not what’s between your legs.”

“Sorry, Jason. You’re not going to dump me now, are you?”

“Oh come on, Rube. I’ve said I love you so many times and you still want more confirmation.”

There was a brief silence. Then Jason heard a small voice. “Jase.”

“Yeah.”

“You mad at me?”

“Reuben, if you ask me that or if I love you one more time, I’m going to come over to your place and clobber you.”

“Jase.”

“Now what?”

“You mad at me?”

“You little shit! You’re winding me up. Just wait till I see you tomorrow. You’ll be begging for mercy.”

“I can’t wait for tomorrow to come. What time you coming over to pick me up?”

“No idea. After I’m dressed and had something to eat. Now I better go before somebody else gets an interest in who I’m talking to. Bye, Reuben, see you tomorrow.”

“Bye, Jason,” and Reuben Taylor stood staring at the phone in his hand.

He replaced the phone and went to his room and, like Jason, was thinking how in one day his whole life had changed. He could now look forward to tomorrow instead of going to bed with a blank mind, not caring what the next day would bring. He lay on his bed listening to the voice in his head uttering those sweet words.

‘Je t’aime, mon petit Reuben.’ He could imagine those lips that uttered those words brushing against his, then the arms encircling him and crushing them both together so that their two bodies became one.

“REUBEN.”

His thoughts shattered, he responded with the age old expletive under his breath, ‘Shit!’, then out loud “Yes, Mum?”

“Can you come down? I want to speak to you.”

Reuben made his way down to the sitting room and on entering enquired “What did you want, Mum?”

“Your father and I intend going over to your Aunt Claire’s tomorrow morning. So do you think you can be ready in time for when we leave?”

“No, Mum, I don’t want to go. I’ve already made plans to go out with a friend.”

“Oh, I see. Well, I’ll leave you some money and you can get yourself something to eat if whatever is in the house is not to your liking.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mum,” and he returned to his room to try and pick up his thoughts from when he had been interrupted.

He was awakened on Sunday morning by his parents and after a brief exchange of words he wished them goodbye. His parents departed for their destination, leaving him to an empty house. He crawled back to his bed and pulled the duvet over his head and closed his eyes. He tried to sleep, but his mind wouldn’t let him. It continually activated thoughts of what could happen between Jason and himself today, as they would have the house to themselves. He groaned and threw the back covers, rubbed his eyes, scratched his private parts, giving his testicles an extra going over as they itched more than the other parts. Having satisfied the itching of his scrotum with a final squeezing and pinching between fingers and thumb, he shuffled his way to the bathroom to carry out his morning ablutions.

Washed, dressed and now more aware of what the day could possibly hold in store for him, he looked at the clock to see that it was only just coming up to nine.

Left to his own devices Reuben sat down in the kitchen, sipping a cup of tea, and let his thoughts focus on the events of the past few days.

‘Wonder what Jason would do if I were to phone him now. Ugh! If he feels like I do when I’m woken up for no reason, better not even think about it. Never dreamt on Friday that I would be sitting here on a Sunday morning waiting for the boy of my dreams to arrive. He’s even ten times better and sexier than I ever dreamed of and he really cares. Wonder if he’ll really stick with me or when he goes to uni, he’ll find someone else more his own age. Bollocks! Taylor, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just got to meet him and you’re thinking of him leaving. You’re a right sicko. Get your act together. He’s told you he loves you so many times.’

“Shit!” His thoughts were shattered by the ringing of the phone. ‘God, if that’s Mum, I’m going to, going to, bollocks! I’m not going to do nuthin.’

“Yes, what do you want, Mum?”

“Toi, mon petit beau Reuben.”

“Jason, bloody hell! I can’t believe it’s you.”

“Reuben, you okay? You sound a bit funny.”

“No, yes I’m fine. It’s just that I didn’t expect you to call so early, more like eleven or midday. You coming over now?”

“Yeah, see you shortly. Bye.”

“Wait, Jason, wait.”

“What’s up?”

“What did you say when I answered the phone.”

“Well, you were shouting ‘What do you want, Mum?’ and I answered ‘You, my beautiful little Reuben.’”

“Jase.”

“Yeah.”

“I love you and get over hear as quickly as possible.”

“I’m there. Bye, Rube,” and Reuben Taylor was left contemplating a dead phone in his hand till he suddenly realised Jason was on his way over. He dropped the phone back onto the cradle and bound up the stairs to his room to get himself ready for the love of his life.

He thought about changing into something more appealing, but then dismissed the idea, realising that Jason had first seen him in his school uniform and was still attracted to him. So he quickly shelved that line of thought. Next he lifted his tee shirt and splashed some body lotion under his armpits and over his torso.

His preparations for Jason’s arrival done, he headed down to the front room to gaze out of the window to watch for the appearance of Jason’s car. After five minutes he saw it pulling up outside the house and without a moment’s hesitation he was bounding to the front door, whipping it open and standing in the doorway.

The slim six foot three inch figure exited the car and stood gazing at the boy in the doorway awaiting his arrival. He locked the car, crossed the pavement and unlatched the gate to stride up the pathway towards the grinning boy. The boy moved to one side as he entered the house. The door was slammed shut behind him and the next thing he knew he had a five foot two inch bundle of flesh wrapping his arms and legs around his neck and waist, then a pair of lips seeking his. He was lost as the boy forced his tongue into his mouth and they were in a world of their own. The reality of what was happening suddenly struck Jason. He quickly broke the kiss and untangled Reuben from around himself placing him on the floor.

“Reuben, ease up, will you? If your parents had seen what just happened, they’d have had kittens.”

“No one at home. It’s just you and me,” and he jumped up wrapping himself around Jason once more.

Jason wrapped his arms around Reuben, then asked “Where do we go from here?”

“Straight up the stairs to my room. I want us to be lying down together again.”

Jason did as he was asked and climbed the stairs with the boy in his arms. With instructions from Reuben he pushed the door that he’d been guided to and entered. Walking over to the bed with the boy still in his arms, he flopped onto it all in a heap.

They lay together on their sides looking at each other till Jason closed his eyes and sniffed.

“What are you doing?” Reuben enquired.

“Trying to see if I can tell who I’m lying next to with my eyes shut, but you smell like a hundred thousand other people who splash body lotion all over themselves. On Friday you smelt like you. Today you smell like anybody you care to name.”

“Should I go and wash it off?”

“No, but that was just to let you know I want to smell you when we’re together, not something from out of a bottle.”

“Sorry, Jase.”

“No, I should be the one to apologise. You did it to please me and all I could do was criticise you. So am I forgiven?”

“No, you have to kiss me a thousand times before you’re forgiven.”

Jason pulled the younger boy tight into his body. “Our lips might get a bit sore.”

Reuben, letting his gaze wander over Jason’s face, then leaning forward, pecked him on the lips saying “Then just hold me tight like this,” as he nestled his body into the older boy’s and rested his head on his shoulder.

Jason held the boy and stroked his head. “Rube, you want to do anything special today?”

The younger boy twisted in the older boy’s arms, then looking into his eyes, asked “Can we make love like we did on Friday after school?”

Jason smiled. “I expected as much as we’re in your room, but what I meant was later on.”

“Umm, just let’s wait and see.”

“Jase?”

“Yeah.”

“Say it for me, please.”

“What?”

“Oh, come on, Jase, you know.”

Jason lowered his head to brush their lips together, then whispered “Je t’aime, mon petit beau garçon.”

“Oh God, Jase. That sounds so incredibly sexy. I know what some of it means, but what’s the rest.”

“I said ‘I love you, my beautiful little boy.’”

“You think I’m beautiful, Jason, do you?”

“Beautiful isn’t really the best word to describe you, but at the moment with you in my arms you’re such a distraction that I can’t find words to express myself. So I had better resort to this,” and again he brought their lips together, but this time holding the kiss and bringing their tongues in to participate.

Reuben broke the kiss saying “Jason, can we get naked? I want to feel our bodies together like on Friday.”

He didn’t answer the younger boy, but instead slid his tee shirt over his head, he lowered his jeans and underwear in one motion to leave himself naked except for his socks.

“Shit. That was quick,” the younger boy exclaimed and Reuben quickly divested himself of his garments to be in the same state of undress as his lover. As soon as he was finished they quickly slid into each other's arms. Although both their loins were in state of arousal, they were just content to lie together and savour the feelings of pleasure and contentment that the closeness of bare flesh brought to them. Jason lay with the boy in his arms, the top of Reuben’s head just under his chin. He nuzzled the top of the younger boy’s head with his chin causing the boy to look up, which then gave him the opportunity to lower his head and bring their lips together.

The kiss was interrupted by the sound of Jason’s mobile phone. He looked at the younger boy in his arms, then reluctantly released him from his embrace to retrieve his phone and answer it. Reuben watched as Jason answered the call, then heard the startled “WHAT! I’m on my way, Mum.”

Jason lowered the phone and turned to Reuben. “I’ve got to go, Rube. My dad’s been taken ill and is on his way to hospital.”

“Jase, can I come with you?”

He looked at the younger boy who gazed back at him in expectation. “I might be a long time at the hospital, Rube.”

“No problem, Jase. I’ll stay as long as I have to.”

Knowing that he would welcome Reuben’s company, he said “Okay, Rube, let’s go,” and the boys dressed and headed for Jason’s car and to the hospital that Jason’s father had been taken to.