CHAPTER 4

                                    

                                          
Gun looked at himself in the mirror, feeling proud of his appearance.
His boyfriend had given him clothes to accompany him to an anniversary of some childhood friends who had gotten married very young.
She had even hinted to him that they would be next.
Oab was fast in everything, so much so that he didn't know if sometimes he was serious or it was all a joke. His words were always accompanied by a smile.
They were university students, they would probably graduate and save first before thinking about anything, money was not something easy to have.
Or at least that was what he thought before he assimilated the reality of his boyfriend.
When he arrived at the event he could see that the people were quite elegant. He understood why his boyfriend had insisted so much that he dress differently.
He was nervous and felt out of place, but Oab's hand never let go.
Relax, love, they look like that, but they're good people - he whispered trying to calm him down.
It's obvious that everyone has a lot of money...
That's right - was the only thing the older man responded.
It took Gun a while to react and realize that Oab was exactly like them.
Are you...rich too? -He asked shyly.
The other smiled sincerely and nodded.
Not really, I mean yes, but no - he laughed - my father is, and consequently so am I.
What does your father do?
I honestly don't want to talk about it, I'm not very interested in what he does, we don't get along well at all.
Gun didn't ask anything else, the atmosphere was almost damaged between them, so he preferred to remain silent.
He dedicated himself to enjoying the evening and sharing with his boyfriend's friends, who in fact never judged him or made him feel uncomfortable.
He was on the dance floor when the older man grabbed his hip and brought him in a not-so-subtle way to his body. He practically eliminated all the space that existed between them.
They moved from side to side, rubbing against each other without any shame. That made him blush a lot and try to get away from him, but the arms of her boyfriend prevented him from doing so.
Gun -he whispered in his ear -I'm very happy that you are here with me.
Thanks to you for inviting me.
I want you to be part of my life forever, I want you to be mine -he said to him again -I love you very much.
The youngest looked at him surprised while his eyes trembled at the statement.
Can I kiss you? -He asked practically on his lips.
Gun nodded as his breaths merged to enjoy each other's lips.
Fireworks exploded in his chest as he felt the warm lips that caressed him. What he had wanted since the first day he met him was finally becoming a reality. The delicacy with which he kissed him was incredible, practically devouring him, but tenderly.
He took his lips with so much love and affection, expressing with his movements what he felt for him.
Gun responded animatedly, totally intoxicated by the sensations and the other's perfume that flooded his nostrils.
And Gun loved everything about Oab. His face, his body, his skin, his smell, his smile, everything was perfect.
He opened his eyes and slowly pulled away smiling. His heart still wanted to leave his chest, the sensation of heat never felt running through his entire body.