Out Of The Shadows
Spider's Web.
Chapter 7-Spider's Web.
Twenty minutes late! He’d show that little tramp when the time came. Nobody stood Robert Cannavale up. Of the entire boy’s in the school he’d chosen Darren, the brat should be jumping for joy not standing him up. When the time came, when Robert had him writhing with pleasure under him he’d show him who was the boss.
“Sir! I mean Robert. I’m sorry I’m late, I lost track of time.” Darren almost careered into him in his haste. Hair mussed, clothes askew and eyes brimmed with tears the boy looked distinctly pathetic. And strangely fuckable. He fought to place a concerned smile on his face and gripped the boy’s shoulders. “Are you okay, you look upset. Has that Daniel boy done something to you?” Yeah, like something I’m supposed to be bloody doing, you little slut
“What? Oh no, no, he’s my my…friend” He smiled weakly at the last part. Oh pass the barf bag
“Really, Darren. Are you sure? Do you really wanting to be hanging around with a boy like that?” He liked the look of uncertainty that shone in the boy’s eyes. “He’s always in and out of trouble with the law. Drugs and stuff you know?”
“I’ve never heard of anything like that.” Darren looked stricken yet defensive of his new found ‘friend’.
“He’s a bully too, Darren. Always looking for people weaker then himself, befriending them and then messing with their heads. I thought with your home-life that would be the last thing you’d want. I’m only saying this because I care about you. I care about you a lot.” He tilted his head and looked disapproving yet worried. God, I’m good
“I don’t…I…Erm maybe I should help you paint this tree?” He said, changing the subject.
“Oh not in those clothes they’ll be ruined, Darren. Look I brought you some spare.” Robert gestured towards the small pile of black clothes atop of the chair.
“Right…okay…Where should I change?” Look at him, he’s so nervous. I must be having a powerful affect on him. I bet if I wanted I could have him on his knees right now. But no, that would kill the thrill of the chase.
“Here, Darren. Here.” At first he froze and then reluctantly undressed. Robert watched intently as he removed his garments. Took in the pale, smooth skin. The slight flickering of hair that covered his chest. His tight briefs that showed off the smooth contours of his body. Unaware a growl escaped the teacher’s throat as Darren slipped on the too tight attire that he had provided.
“Ready. Could I have a paintbrush, please?” Robert barely heard, his eyes drawn to the crotch of the dark jeans.
“What, oh yes! Here you go.”
For an hour the two worked in silence. Robert didn’t mention the kiss. Knowing Darren would be going crazy wanting to know if it could happen again. Time to put this puppy out of its misery. “Oh Darren? About that kiss?”
“Yes, Robert?” He squeaked, a terrified look on his face. Poor baby, scared he’s going to lose his lover. “I really don’t think it should happen again. I care about you deeply of course…but I have a career to think of. I’d hate to take advantage of you. It can’t, won’t happen again. Right?”
“Okay.” Darren nodded and continued painting, even humming softly.
What in hell’s name? He’s even smiling!
“I’m…glad you understand, Darren.” Robert was utterly confused now.
“It’s fine. Oh what time is it, please?” Darren turned to look at him. No hidden tears, hidden lust, hidden hurt-just a genuine need to know the time.
“Six O’ Clock.” Robert answered in a small voice.
“I have to go! I’m really sorry, I have a bunch of homework to do. Here.” He handed Robert the paintbrush.
“You need to change!” He practically shouted.
“Oh? I’ll wash these for you tonight and bring them in tomorrow. That okay?” Dimly, Robert felt his head bob in agreement as he watched Darren collect his things.
“Bye...” he whispered as Darren left.
What in hell had just happened?