Roman - Part 7

All characters involved in sexual scenes are 18+

Would it be weird now? Had I made things awkward between us? I didn't regret it, that was for sure, but what if he did? I mean, I wouldn't blame him, really. I had chased him across the lawn in the rain and kinda' jumped on him. What if he thought I was a creep? What if he only kissed me to be polite?

All of these thoughts rushed through my head as I sat in my living room and stared out the window at his house. He was probably awake right now, thinking about last night. But what if he was thinking about it in the opposite way that I was thinking about it?

"Are you ready, champ?" My dad asked from the door.

"Ready?"

He looked at me with raised brows, "you didn't forget, did you?" He asked.

"Forget about what, dad?" My mind was still too focused on Roman to think about anything else.

"Your brother's birthday party" he whispered, "don't let him know you forgot!"

Shit!

"Oh yeah, no, I um... I didn't forget, I just–"

"Fell in love?" He smiled, "get your butt ready and hurry up, we're leaving in ten minutes".

I rushed upstairs and grabbed Alex in a gargantuan bear hug as he stumbled groggily from the bathroom.

"Happy birthday" I grinned as he squirmed in my arms and his feet lifted from the ground.

"You have morning breath" he groaned, but he hugged me back until I released him.

I showered rapidly, pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and ran back down the stairs to find clothes for the day, and when I entered the kitchen, I stopped dead and my hands shot in front of my crotch.

"Roman!" I gawped, as his eyes scanned my mostly naked body.

"Davey" he replied, grinning as he caught sight of my tighty-whities.

"Son, I think your brother would prefer if you wore clothes to his birthday party" my dad sniggered, handing Roman a coffee as the two of them stared at me.

"Yeah" I nodded, feeling my cheeks blush, "I was um... I was looking for... What are you doing here?"

The question came out the wrong way. Roman cocked a brow, but grinned.

"I'm pretty sure Alex invited me before he invited you" he told me, and I'm pretty sure he was correct.

I smiled, dad laughed and Roman continued to study my body.

"I'll leave you two boys to it" dad sniggered, clearing his throat as he walked by me, "and son" he said, placing his hand on my bare shoulder, "have we ever had the birds and the bees talk?"

"Dad!" I groaned and he chuckled his way into the living room.

Roman and I stared at each other for another few seconds before he stood up and walked toward me.

"Personally" he said, standing inches from me, "I'd be more than happy if you came to my birthday party dressed like that".

I laughed bashfully before he placed his hand on my upper arm and it sent tingles through me.

"About last night" I said, wanting to clear the air, "I was um... I..."

Roman leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn't a wet, passionate kiss like we'd shared the previous night, it was just a simple kiss on the lips, but it was no less amazing.

"Are you boyfriend and girlfriend now?" Alex's voice came from behind and the two of us jolted as we turned around.

He had a grin from ear to ear, and Roman looked as uncomfortable as I felt as my brother strolled casually into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast.

"I know it's your birthday and all" I said, "but I'll still kick your little butt!"

I lunged for him, but Alex screamed with giggles and weaved between my arms before running into the hall singing "David and Roman sitting in a tree".

"Sorry about him" I half laughed, but Roman shook his head.

"I like your family" he told me, sitting back on the stool, but pulling me toward him by my hand.

Standing between Roman's legs whilst wearing nothing but my underwear shouldn't have felt as good as it did. Being this close to him whilst being so exposed was more exciting now than it had been the first day we met.

"There's one thing I want to make clear, David" he said as we looked into each other's eyes, and hearing him call me David with that serious tone in his voice made me squirm.

This was it. He was going to call the whole thing off and explain that he's straight or that he's not into me like that. Part of me wanted to run back up the stairs and crawl into bed. The other part of me wanted to cry. Why had he led me on like this? Why had he kissed me again?!

I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him. I stood rooted to the spot feeling more and more ridiculous by the second for wearing fricking tighty-whities!

"If I'm the boyfriend, you have to be the girlfriend".

I stared at him as that beautiful grin spread across his handsome face once more, and my shoulders dropped with relief.

"You're an asshole" I laughed, and Roman's hand's moved to my waist.

The laughter died away, and now we both looked down at my underwear as his fingers trailed the waistband.

I'd given up on the idea of losing my virginity in this decade. I'd given up on the idea of doing anything even remotely sexual until I was in my twenties at least, but now I had Roman, and the idea of being touched seemed a lot less far fetched.

I could feel the pressure of his fingertips against my warm skin as he toyed with the idea of stripping me. Part of me longed for it, and even though I wasn't even nearly as impressive as him, for some reason I wanted him to see me.

"Come on" he whispered, leaning forward and kissing my smooth stomach, "we're gonna' be late".

Roman stood up and beamed at me, and had he stood there any longer, my underwear would have risen. Damn, he was so handsome.

By the time I'd gotten dressed, everybody, including Roman, was waiting for me in the car.

"Come on dumbass!" Alex called as I scrambled out the front door.

"Um, language!" Mom said as I slid in beside Roman.

"No! I wanna sit in the middle" Alex groaned.

"No way!" I spat, because I wasn't letting my little brother sit between me and the man of my dreams.

"DADDDD!" He whined.

"David, let your brother sit in the middle"

"DADDDD!" I whined.

"Oh, for crying out loud" mom snapped, making Roman snigger quietly, "David, let your brother sit in the middle, it's his birthday!"

I glared at Alex who had a shit eating grin on his face, and when we moved around, Alex sat happily between Roman and I, and I scowled as Roman smiled.

As usual, Alex and Roman spoke at length about Fortnite and on more than one occasion I caught my mom and dad glancing at each other and smiling. They seemed to like him, and why wouldn't they? Roman was the nicest guy I'd ever met. He was kind, caring, funny, smart and holy shit he was hot.

When we arrived, it wasn't hard to tell where the party was. Dozens of snot nosed kids stood excitedly outside the rock climbing centre, which I still thought to be an absurd idea for a birthday party to begin with.

A short time later, mom, dad, Roman and I stood back as the kids all got strapped in, until an overly cheerful man stood in front of the four of us with his hands on his hips.

"And how about you fine folk?" He beamed.

"Oh, no, this is our son's birthday party" my mom politely explained, but the guy continued grinning.

"That doesn't mean they have to have all the fun, does it, now?" He chirped, and I could see my mom becoming less enthused by the second. "Let's get you guys strapped in, shall we?"

"No, I'm quite alright, thank you" my mom replied, but the weird guy was already shoving a harness over Roman's head.

"We'll catch you two later" my dad sniggered from behind, taking my mom by the arm as the two of them scurried away giggling.

By the time the man was finished strapping us in, I wasn't sure which of us looked more ridiculous. The straps were secured in all the places that I didn't want them secured, and when I looked down at my crotch, it was bulging.

"You think yours is bad?" Roman scoffed, and turned to face me.

My eyes widened as I stared at the magnificent bulge between his legs, and suddenly I realised that I quite liked rock climbing.

"We'll get you two on the more advanced wall" the guy told us, and led us away from the kids, which was most certainly a good idea.

"Just one hand at a time" he told us, and we were off.

I'd never been rock climbing before, but I didn't think I was too bad at it until I looked up and saw Roman hanging from one arm casually, and grinning down at me.

"Come on, Davey" he called, "don't be too upset. You're better in the water, I'm better on land!"

He scarpered up the wall like a monkey, and by the time I reached him, he seemed to be quite relaxed.

"I forgot to mention" I groaned, my hands sweaty and my body beginning to shake, "I'm afraid of heights".

"Ah" he said, holding out his hand, "well then it's best if you don't look down".

With those words, I looked down and froze. When I say I froze, I'm not simply saying it for dramatic effect. My body literally froze.

"Roman" I hissed, "Roman, I um... I can't... I can't move".

"What?" He laughed, tugging on my arm.

"ROMAN!" He stopped, "I'm not joking, I can't move".

"Why not?" He asked, sounding concerned as he climbed down at bit, "you're nearly at the top".

"Yeah" I nodded, sweat now trickling down my forehead, "I um... I think that's the problem".

Stupidly, I looked down again, and almost whimpered.

"Okay, okay, just relax" he said, and wrapped his arm around my back, "I've got you".

I felt ridiculous. I'd never freaked out like this before, but I'd never been rock climbing before, either.

"We can just jump".

Jump!?

I gawped at him. "I'm not jumping" I said, "no way!"

"Um... We kinda' have to jump to get down, Davey" he told me, "but look, the ropes will catch us", he tugged on the rope that was attached to his harness.

"Roman I can't do it" I groaned, my heart slamming in my chest.

"Look at me" he whispered, but I was finding it difficult to look anywhere but the wall in front of me. "Look at me" he repeated, and turned me toward him by my chin.

"Would I make you do anything that would hurt you?" He smiled, and why the fuck did he have to be so hot even up here!?

I shook my head.

"Hold onto me" he said, and with his help, I managed to move my hands from the rocks in the wall and in a blind panic, grabbed onto him around the back of the neck.

"On three, we're going to jump" he said, "and on two, we're going to kiss".

The fear dwindled slightly as I considered the second part of his statement.

"One... Two..."

Our lips met again, only this time it felt more powerful than even the first time. Maybe it was the fear that was heightening my responses, but up here, alone, with him, it was magical yet again.

Our bodies fell to the side, and suddenly we were soaring through the air. I should have been terrified, but I was with Roman, and it seemed that when I was with him, I could do anything.

When our feet finally found the floor again, we stopped and I was quite thankful that the only person around to see our passionate embrace was the guy who had strapped us in. After the restaurant fiasco, part of me expected him to kick us out or at the very least, give us a telling off, but when I looked at him, he was dabbing his eyes with a tissue.

"That was beautiful" he sniffled, "you guys are just the cutest".

My cheeks burned, Roman laughed, and when we were all unstrapped, the dude beamed at us once more.

"I wish more people were like you two guys" he said, "it's so refreshing to see".

With those words, the jolly man's eyes darted toward the group of kids.

"No, no, please don't stick that in his nose!"

Roman and I laughed as he ran off, and we were alone once more.

"Thanks" I said, feeling a little embarrassed.

"No, thank you" he replied, running his fingers through my hair.

"Me?" I scoffed, "for what?"

He leaned forward, his warm breath washing over my cheek and whispered in my ear.

"Thank you for being you".