You Lil' Slut

CHAPTER 4

You Lil' Slut

I never imagined I could sleep the entire night with someone. I usually preferred them to leave after the "act" was done. But looking to my left and seeing Javier lying there, took my breath away. His face squished on the pillow. His hair spiky. His mouth open and his bottom lip out. Dried drool on his cheek. Picture perfect. But the boys going to need to wipe that drool if he thinks he's going to kiss me when he wakes up. I quietly lifted off my comforter, and tried to get out of my bed without disturbing him.

" Where do you think you're going?" he said voice muffled and eyes still closed. He grabbed my arm and tried to pull me back into bed.

" I gotta go pee "

" Hurry back" he said, eyes still closed. I went to the bathroom, did my business, and brushed my teeth. I got back into bed, and Javier put his arm across my stomach. I put my hand on his forearm, and trailed my finger to his underarm. I started tickling his armpit. He shot up quick with a loud burst of laughter.

" Hey guy! I'm ticklish. Don't do that " he was sitting up on the bed with his arms across his chest and hands under his arms. " Now I gotta go pee " he got up and ran to the bathroom. I don't use the heat in my house, so it's always cold. I don't know how to work the thermostat. I heard him pee, and heard the faucet running for a bit. Which meant he was brushing his teeth too. He came out arms still folded across his chest, ran to my side of the bed and did a belly flop dive on me. The wind was knocked out of me. But it was funny and we both laughed. He got under the covers and snuggled close to me. We laid side by side staring at each others eyes.

" I like you Mr. Ajrman " he leaned in to give me a kiss. Luckily he wiped the sleep drool off his cheek.

" I like you too Mr...." fuck, what WAS his last name? I can't believe I've never asked his last name. This was a little embarrassing.

" Fox " he filled in, when he saw the blank look on my face.

" Sorry" I said still embarrassed " I never remember the last names of my tricks " Javier looked at me as if believing my joke.

" I'm joking " I gave him a kiss. He smiled back at me.

" Well " he said " Speaking of tricks. How many guys have you been with? " Oh geez, I hate this question. I've hardly been with anybody.

" By 'Been with' you mean?"

" Slept with"

" Slept with? Uh, three" I looked away. I'm so inexperienced. It's so sad. Javier turned onto his back and put his hand to his forehead.

" Wow " he looked at the ceiling as he said this. I got a little scared. He should be happy I'm not a dirty slut, who slept with hundreds of guys.

" What? Is that a bad thing " I propped my head on my hand.

" No, not a bad thing guy. It's just..." he didn't finish.

" It's just what?"

" It's just..that..uh, that number is small " this time I turned on my back and stared at the ceiling. I feel like such a loser now. So fucking inadequate.

" Well, how many have you been with?" We both stared at the ceiling.

" Approximately.....maybe... about, two hundred. Give a take a few. " I saw now that Javier's mood change was a result from HIS embarrassment. Javier's the dirty slut.

" Now THAT deserves a 'Wow' " I propped myself up on my hand again. " You're a lil' slutty aren't you" I said grinning at him and poking him in the stomach with my finger. He brushed my finger away with his hand.

" I know. I know." he put both hands over his face in mock shame. This was very cute, but my mood changed in a split second.

" Wait a minute. Javier...uh... have you ever been....uh " I couldn't finish my sentence. He must of understood where this was going because he finished my thought.

" No! No. I don't have AIDS, if that's what you're thinking guy. I still get tested every six months. Always negative. Always negative." Whew, that took a load off my mind.

" So, my guy friend is a slut "

" Guy Friend?" he repeated " Is that what I am? Your 'Guy' friend? " Well I didn't want to call him my boyfriend. Like I said before, I never really had a serious relationship. I don't know how these things work. I do like him, but I'm not in 'Love' with him. Yet, anyway. Is this still the 'guy friend' stage or the 'boyfriend' stage? I don't know.

" Umm...what do you want me to call you? "

" I can be your boyfriend, if you want?" he leaned in close to my face, grinning that sexy grin. " If you want"

" So, then....my BOYFRIEND is a slut. How's that?" I closed the distance between our faces.

" That's perfect" he kissed me.

David