Sit Back, Gotta Catch My Breath

I sighed deeply and rubbed my hands together before knocking on Alex's front door. Today was Christmas Eve, and Alex had convinced his parents to let me spend the night and celebrate Christmas with them tomorrow.
I have successfully avoided my dad for two whole weeks and I swear, I have never been so glad to know exactly what days he goes out drinking with his friends nowadays, because I knew just when I could and couldn't stop by my house to grab some clothes for the next few days.
My stomach did a flip when I heard rushed footsteps from the other side of the door. The door swung open in front of me and I was immediately engulfed in a tight hug from Alex. I chuckled lightly and wrapped my arms around his waist.
We stood there for a second until Alex shivered. I let him go and we headed inside.
He and I have been together for almost four months, and somehow our parents were completely oblivious. They seriously had no idea!
The people at school on the other hand... Well, let's just say that the whole Homecoming dance thing, everyone has been treating us differently. And Broc has just had all the more reason to hate us. But we really didn't care. We didn't care what anybody thought.
And now you're probably asking, 'But, Jack, then why are you keeping it from the parents?'
Because, they are the only people who stand a chance of pulling Alex and I apart. Oh, and I didn't want to risk my dad killing us. He tends to have this huge thing against gay people. I can't imagine what he would do if he found out that his son was one of them.
I was abruptly pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of Alex's mom's voice. "Jack? Jack, are you okay?"
I looked at her and smiled. "Yeah. Sorry, Isobelle. I didn't get much sleep last night. What were you saying?"
She smiled back at me. "I said dinner will be ready in about half an hour."
I nodded and followed Alex upstairs to his bedroom. He seemed to be in a rush for some reason.
He shoved me into the room before himself and shut the door behind us. He swiftly turned back around towards me, wrapped his arms around my neck, and planted a firm kiss on my lips.
I kissed him back and then broke the kiss and rested my forehead on his. "What was that about?"
He kissed me again, and replied, "I missed you. It's been way too long since I last saw you."
"It's only been three days," I said, laughing.
He blushed. "Well, three days is too long."
I smiled at him and then kissed him more passionately than he had kissed me, and he seemed more than eager to kiss me back. I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip and I granted him access. Our tongues battled for dominance as he laced his fingers in my hair and I ran my hands up and down his sides. I ended up winning dominance, just like every other time, and we just continued to just stand there in the middle of his room kissing.
I'm not quite sure how it happened, but he and I had ended up migrating over to Alex's bed, and he was now laying on top of me.
I broke the kiss for a quick breath, but apparently, I took too long, because Alex started sucking and nibbling on my neck. I rolled my head back to give him better access, and he quickly took advantage of it.
He began working on my collar bone as I moaned with pleasure. He moaned back, still sucking on the tender skin on my collarbone and grinded down on me.
I gasped, but didn't object. It felt too good to object.
He grinded down on me again and I turned him over so that I was on top of him and smashed my lips into his. He moaned in, what I think was, approval and ran his hands up and down my back and under my shirt. He attempted to take it off, so I broke the kiss long enough to help him remove my shirt, shortly followed by his.
As we kissed, we tried to keep the moans to a minimum. We didn't want to risk his parents hearing us.
After a little while longer of kissing, Alex ran his hand down my bare chest and rested it on my belt buckle.
I bit his lip in warning not to go too far, but he obviously took it as encouragement because he started fumbling with my buckle to try and undo it. I quickly broke the kiss and grabbed his hand. I shook my head at him and gave him a scolding look.
He put his lip out in a pout. "B-But Jacky..."
I shook my head again. "We can't risk it, Lex." I got off of him and just laid down next to him and stared at him as he stared at me back.
He sighed and nodded. "You're right..." he said quietly.
We just laid there for about ten more minutes, letting our bulges go down a little bit, before there was a knock on Alex's door.
"Boys, dinner is ready!"
Alex and I nodded to each other and put on our shirts before heading back downstairs to eat dinner with Alex's parents.
No one really talked much at dinner, but it wasn't really awkward at all. Which was a good thing. Everything seemed to be normal, which meant that Alex's parents hadn't heard the moans from upstairs. When dinner was done, Alex and I returned upstairs to his room and looked for a Christmas movie on T.V.
Lucky for me, the best movie of all time was on: Home Alone.
We laid down on Alex's bed and watched a good hour of it before Alex started poking my neck.
I looked over at him with an eyebrow raised. "What are you doing, you freak?" I asked him jokingly.
He bit his lip and looked up at me. "You have, uh, spots on your neck. I don't know how my parents didn't notice them."
"Or maybe they did," I said, "And they thought that my girlfriend made them."
Alex's eyebrow's pulled together. "Girlfriend?"
I smiled at him. "I'm just saying what probably went through your parents' minds if they saw the hickeys."
Alex nodded. "You owe me one, by the way."
I smirked. "I don't owe you anything."
Alex stuck out his lip in a pout. "Yes you do. This is the second time you've just left me hanging. It's not f-"
I planted a kiss on his lips to keep him from whining anymore. I hated him being upset.
But I couldn't help teasing him. When he ran his tongue on my bottom lip, I pulled away from the kiss and continued watching the movie as if nothing had happened.
"You're such a tease, Jack..." Alex groaned, crossing his arms.
I shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Notes

Okay, so, I had more of an opportunity to write this time. So, yeah, this chapter is a bit better than the last couple chapters I have posted. Hope you guys liked it! :)

-Ryan