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Timothy’s Terrible Prompt Stories - 27. Prompt 243 I never make a promise that I don’t intend to keep.
A Nelson POV chapter
“I never make a promise that I don’t intend to keep.”
Eric and I were sitting next to each other sharing a couple of muffins and a hot chocolate. Rob and Jasper had held the table while we ordered, and now they were waiting in line for their brownies etc.; even Jasper couldn’t eat donuts twice on the same day.
I had grabbed the chance to ask my boyfriend if he meant what he said when we walked away from Rob’s car. His answer made me melt a little bit inside.
“But you know you don’t have to do anything to ‘seal the deal’, right? I mean we’re boyfriends now, no matter what?” I wanted to be absolutely sure.
Eric smiled and put his arm around me. “Yes, Nelson, we’re boyfriends and I want us to do what boyfriends do. OK?” His whisper in my ear made me shiver in anticipation and trepidation.
Did Eric expect me to take the lead as the older and more ‘experienced’ about dating? I wanted to, but on the other hand what did I know? Watching (or reading) porn gave no clue about relationships, and the sex was nothing like reality. No one deep-throats on the first try. Reading stories on-line was only slightly more helpful. They tend to focus on the drama, the romance, or the making out, and gloss over the mechanics of being really intimate, which they make seem effortless.
I turned to whisper in his ear. “OK. But I’ve never had a boyfriend and neither have you, so I guess we’ll have to work it out as we go along.” That should show him I saw us as equally responsible for our relationship. Although so far he pushed and I tried to slow us down. But I looked forward to spending time alone together, even if it meant fumbling along and being forced to have embarrassing conversations like the one last night.
“Fine with me. For now I’m happy to be on a date with you, go to the movies and hold your hand. We’ll work out the next steps together.”
I took a deep breath and asked the question which had been on my mind for a while. “Will you go to the junior prom with me?”
Sparkling blue eyes and a happy grin on the face turned towards mine revealed the answer before his words. “Of course I will, Nelson.”
The intense look in Eric’s eyes made him irresistible and I closed in for a kiss. It was short, but heartfelt, and when it ended we were lost in each other’s eyes for a few moments. Suddenly we heard giggles from the table behind me. I squeezed Eric’s arm and smiled at him. With my other hand I reached out and broke off a piece of muffin. I brought it to his lips and he smiled and bit off half. His hand came up to guide mine to my mouth and I popped the other half in and ate it.
“Aaww, isn’t that sweet? They’re feeding each other.” Rob’s voice was full of glee; he sat down in the chair opposite and took a big bite of his brownie.
“Yep. Nelson, you never again get to tease me about being romantic and cuddly with Carolyn,” Jasper declared, but I could see he was happy for me. He knew I’d longed for someone like Eric for quite a while.
He had been the one to urge me to accept the invitation of the GSA president to be his date for the Junior Prom last year. Trevor was a nice guy and he’d been kind to me on Prom night, blowing me before and after patiently teaching me how to please him in return. He hadn’t pushed me for anything I didn’t want, and all in all he’d been a good First for an inexperienced guy like me. But there had been no real spark, and certainly nothing like I felt with Eric. I hoped he would be all my other Firsts.
I tuned back into the talk, which was now centered on what they wanted to do after the movie. Not surprisingly, Jasper was talking about doing something physical.
“…had a game yesterday, Rob, so you don’t need to. But I have to keep in shape somehow, while I’m unable to play. And eating fun food three times today isn't good for keeping my ideal weight.”
“Fair enough, Jazz. What sort of work-out can you do?” Rob asked. “We have a fitness room at our house, nothing fancy, but you should be able to get sweaty without straining your wrist. Or you can go for a run with Eric, if he’s not too busy ‘reading’ with Nelson.”
“Maybe we could all go for a run,” my sly friend suggested. “Nel is a fairly good long-distance runner, and I’m sure having Eric in front of him would be a great incentive.”
“I know what you mean, I appreciate a nice ass too,” Rob elbowed Jazz, who almost choked on the mouthful of juice he’d just taken. Served him right!
“Eric, Eric,” an excited female voice made us turn our heads towards the sound. For a split second I felt upset until I saw the Italian looking dude holding hands with the exited brunette who was bearing down on us. This must be Tony and Maria, Eric’s friends. I recalled seeing them around in West Hill High, but we didn’t really move in the same circles.
“Hi Eric, Rob,” Tony said as his girlfriend let go of his hand to give my boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek. When she straightened up, she stared at him expectantly, and I was amused to see a slight blush color his cheeks.
“Hi Maria, ehm this is Nelson, and his friend Jasper,” my boyfriend mumbled. I stood up and extended my hand.
“Nice to meet you, Maria. Tony.” I nodded at her boyfriend, who gave me a grin and a casual salute.
“Ohhh, so polite,” Maria gushed and surprised me by pulling on my hand and leaning forward so she could kiss my cheek too. “You could learn from that, Rob.” She turned to Jasper, who had also risen to greet her. His parents were as strict as mine about proper manners when being introduced to a lady, and Maria was clearly a formidable woman, even as a teen.
“Don’t be silly, Maria, I’m not getting introduced to you. Hey Tony.” Rob waved at his friend. “Do you want to sit down? We’re leaving soon to catch the two-thirty showing of Winter Soldier, but it would be great to have you here until then.”
“We don’t want to intrude –” Tony began.
“Nah, don’t worry, Jazz and I could do with some company.” The grin on Rob’s face warned me he was about to launch more of his teasing quips at Eric and me.
Maria fell right into the trap. “But you’re with Eric and Nelson?”
“Yeah, but the lovebirds are kinda boring when they gaze soulfully into each other’s eyes and ignore everything around them.” Rob batted his eyelashes like an imbecile.
“Ooohhh,” Maria’s voice went all soft and squishy.
“You should have seen them feeding each other; I expect cooing and other mating rituals next.”
“ROB!” A rolled-up ball of wet paper napkin hit the grinning buffoon on the nose, and if looks could have killed, the blond joker might have gone up in flames. Or at least he would have gotten singed around the edges by Eric’s furious glare. I vacillated between laughter and anger; I wanted to punch Rob for embarrassing his brother, but on the other hand, it was difficult not to be amused by his good-natured ribbing. He was like a little boy with a new favorite toy, so eager to show off his brother’s success in ‘bagging the hottest guy in school.’
Oh yeah, I hadn’t forgotten Rob’s compliment from yesterday. For Eric’s sake I hoped Rob was totally straight, because it would be one area in life where Eric wouldn’t have to worry about competing with his older brother. No matter how much Eric loved and admired Rob, it had been easy to work out from our talks that he felt like he’d always stood in Rob’s shadow. Sometimes it’s not easy to be the younger sibling of a handsome, outgoing, popular, and successful jock.
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The main clue yesterday had been Eric asking, “If you thought I was straight, how come you developed a crush on me rather than Rob? He was in West Hill when you started high school, and he didn’t have a girlfriend then.”
I’d stared at him in confusion. “Rob’s handsome, but he’s not really my type, personality-wise, I mean. And in any case I value brain over brawn.” Perhaps that was a bit unfair to Rob, who’s certainly clever too, but Eric’s sharp intelligence was obvious and appealing to me from day one.
Eric fiddled with the edge of his T-shirt. “I guess I find it hard to believe anyone would prefer me over Rob. I’ve seen guys hitting on him, you know, often so subtly he doesn’t even notice. But none of them ever looked at me.”
“Well, if they were Rob’s age or older, they would’ve probably considered you out of bounds, unless they were pervs.”
He shook his head, saying, “A couple of them were younger, my age actually.” I could almost taste his feelings of inferiority.
I took his hand. “All I know is I fell in love with you almost instantly, no matter how hopeless it seemed, and no one else could hold my interest for more than a second. Finding out you care for me too made me the happiest guy in the world. And I’m grateful to Rob for getting us together and making us see sense, in his unique Rob-world way. Hopefully I’ll come to care for him like a brother, but even if he were gay, I’d still only be in love with you.”
The kiss which Eric gave me after this declaration defies description, and I know he understood me. But I could see how he might worry about guys relegating him to the second-best option, particularly if Rob turned out to be bi or something. But this should no longer be an issue, because hopefully Eric would never have to look for another partner.
After all, some couples who meet in high school, do last, don’t they? We simply had to figure out the secret of how; another matter porn and websites never seem to bother with explaining.
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