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Chapter 15 by LittleBoy LittleBoy

How is the concert?

Best night of my life!

I know nobody wants to hear me regale the wonderful night at the concert, but I was enraptured by the music the entire time! I cuddled my head against Kat's shoulder, she put her arm around my shoulders, and before I knew it the evening was over. She got up and lifted me by my hand, keeping hold of me as we exit the theater through the throng of fancy rich people. She led me down the sidewalk and eventually onto backstreets lit up only by streetlights and the moon.

"Are we walking back?" I ask.

"Yes, baby. I thought it would be a nice way to wrap up our date. We can talk." She said. When I looked up to her I saw her smiling. I began to move our held hands back and forth, swinging our arms as step-by-step we get closer.

"Okay! What do you wanna talk about?"

"What are you passionate about?"

"Oh, um... music! Performing. I like to make people smile and laugh! But I know people are sad a lot too... I mean, I get that way too. But I hope that by working through my own problems in music other people who hear it can work through theirs too. I wish I were better at songwriting though. I think I could maybe do composing, but I want to be able to say how I feel with words!"

"Well, let's help you practice!" She said. Another look up at her revealed a playful smile. "Describe to me how you feel about this evening."

"It was so fun!" I declared quickly, giddy as I reflected on the night. "I loved spending time with you, and there were so many new experiences I didn't think I'd ever get, or at least not for a long time! And I... I felt so safe with you. Thank you."

"You're welcome baby! I had a marvelous evening with you as well. You're so cute. But we're not done with the exercise yet. How do you feel about me?"

"You... well of course you're beautiful. I sometimes feel... overwhelmed, just by looking at you!" I said, finding myself faltering a lot more in trying to answer this question. "But you definitely make me feel happy a lot. I guess I feel like I can be myself around you! And I didn't know anyone would actually... care about me so much." Kat has told me that I blush a lot, but I'm usually not aware of it. After giving that speech however, I could feel the heat of the rose on my cheeks.

"Awe, thank you sweetie! I'm glad I make you feel safe." She said, squeezing my hand softly. "Last one." She said, the university now in sight. "How do you feel about yourself?"

I stayed quiet for a while, only the sound of our footsteps on pavement and crickets in the background filling the void of sound. "I... I'm fine. I guess there's nothing remarkable to say about me. I'm trying my best! But sometimes I can be annoying to others, I think. Because I get too attached to people, and I guess I'm clingy too. And I probably won't be successful, I know that. So maybe a little stupid... Or just silly! I'm--"

I was cut off in the entryway to the university building. Kat's arms were under my armpits, lifting me and pinning me into the wall.

"Shut the fuck up baby." She said, pushing her lips against mine. I inhaled sharply, but she only held me tighter until it was hard to breathe. She held me there into I felt like I was about to pass out, my head feeling dizzy. Then she pulled back, saliva spread between our lips. "Adam, you are the sweetest little boy I've ever, ever met. I love you. Surprise! As if you couldn't tell after how I've treated you tonight. I want to see you happy, desperately. And I will destroy anybody who tries to tear you down or bully you! Including you. So you better start seeing yourself the way I see you, or you'll be punished!"

I blinked several times, trying to regain my bearings. I nodded my head fervently to show I understand, and she pulled me tight into her chest. Then she carried me down the hallway, into the elevator, and the instant we're alone she pulled me up from between her breasts and kissed me hard, again pinning me up against the elevator wall. As much in a daze as I was, my mind was again wiped clear by the new, fevered ****. Once landed, she carried me out of the elevator and down the hall to my door, maintaining the make-out the entire time. She opened the door behind me, rushed us inside and threw me onto the bed, leaving me stunned and breathless.

Does the date continue...?

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