I'll Kiss You in the Rain
by William King
Chapter 11
In The Park
I don't know what time we woke up, I didn't even bother to look, it felt so incredibly nice to wake up next to Matty. I stroked his hair and looked at him; he stirred, turned towards me and opened his eyes. He smiled, what a beautiful smile he had, what a beautiful boy.
"I guess we should get up," I said the obvious thing.
"I think you're already up!" He joked and his hand moved underneath the duvet to touch my cock, which was hard.
"Ha ha, very funny," I smiled, took hold of his hand and moved it away from my hard on. "I need to piss." I climbed out of the bed.
He looked at my cock sticking straight out. "I thought you needed to do something else." He was still smiling.
"Later, Matty. Later." I turned away and walked out of the bedroom.
We met in the bathroom and took a shower together, brushed our teeth and kept playing around the whole time, touching each other and joking about like little kids. Eventually we got back to the bedroom and got dressed, but not before a tumble on the bed where we rolled around wrestling. That finished with me on top of Matty, just like it used to finish with my little brother Michael. I kissed him right on the lips, before we got up to go downstairs into the kitchen and get some breakfast.
"Let's go for a walk in the park," I said as we were finishing eating our toast. "It looks like it'll be a nice day and I need some fresh air."
"Don't tell me it stinks in here." Matty was grinning.
"Matty, Matty, you're not going to do the witty repartee all day long are you?"
"No. Okay, let's go out." He hopped off his stool and gave me a little peck on the cheek.
We tidied away the breakfast stuff and he switched on the dishwasher.
The park was not far, Matty lived at the bottom of the hill completely the other side of the park to me. We walked down his street and around to the big old iron gates, which where always open. Cutting across the bottom part of the park, we followed the path that wound up the hill. It felt warm in the early morning sun. There were not many people around. A road ran up the hill through the park and I heard a car pass, but it was the other side of the trees, and the only noise now was from the birds chirping. About halfway we stopped. Looking back I saw someone jogging along the bottom path where it's flat. As we turned and carried on up hill I noticed two guys near the top by one of the park benches.
"That looks like Brandon," Matty nudged me.
"Shit, I really don't want to see him today." But there was no way to avoid them unless we went back the way we came.
"Who's that with him?"
"I don't know." Although I thought I might have seen the other guy somewhere before, I wasn't sure.
"What are they doing here?" Matty was in his curious mood, he wanted to find out, that was certain. We carried on walking towards them, Matty turned to me. "Did you see... that guy just gave Brandon a little packet? Did you see that?"
"Yes, Matty. I saw it."
Now we were up at the top almost next to them. "Hi Brandon," I greeted them, looking first at Brandon then the other guy who was a bit older.
"Hello," Matty chipped in. "What you doing here?" He had to get his question in.
"Hi, Alex. Matty," Brandon replied. He ignored Matty's question, "This is my cousin Jonathan, we're second cousins actually."
So I had seen him before, I was still not one hundred percent certain, but it had to be the same Jonathan I saw in the Mall kissing Jake.
Jonathan smiled, first at Matty, then at me. "So you're Alex?" That was all he said.
I nodded. I thought to myself, he doesn't look like the macho man Jake described, someone who would be into all the stuff Jake said.
He looked at Matty. "Matty, that must be short for Mathew, or is it just Matt?"
"No it's Mathew, but everyone calls me Matty."
"Well it suits you, Matty. That's a good name for such a handsome young man."
Brandon nudged Jonathan with his elbow. "Don't pay him any attention, he's putting on his charm act."
Was Jonathan coming on to Matty? I felt a sudden pang of jealousy. If Brandon had not said that he was his cousin, second cousin, I would seriously have wondered what the two of them were doing together.
"So what are you doing here then?" Matty was persistent.
"I could ask you two the same question," Brandon looked first at me, then at Matty, and sort of nodded his head.
"Come on," Jonathan turned towards Brandon. "We'll be late if we don't get a move on." Then looking over at me and Matty, "We will have to leave you I'm afraid, nice to have met you both."
"Yeah, okay then."
"Bye, see you around." Matty added and we walked on past them.
"See ya guys," Brandon called after us.
As soon as we were out of earshot Matty spoke, "They're going to the carpark. What do you think they were doing?"
"I don't know," I felt uncomfortable meeting Jonathan when I was with Matty and I kept repeating in my head his greeting, 'So you're Alex.' How could he know who I was? That meant Jake told him about me, but I only saw Jonathan that one time so I could have been a different Alex. If he knew it was me who was seeing Jake then would he have told Brandon? If Brandon knows, the whole school could know. I felt a sick feeling in my stomach.
"Do you think there were drugs in that packet he gave Brandon?" Matty asked.
"I don't know, maybe."
"Maybe they're the ones dealing drugs at school, what do you think?"
"I don't know Matty, really I have no idea. It could have been anything in that packet."
"Yes, but it's kind of suspicious. I mean meeting in the park to hand over a package, discreetly, out of sight." He continued with his theory. "And... he didn't want to say what they were doing, did he?"
"No, I guess not."
I think Matty could see I wasn't being very helpful in figuring out what was going on, so he changed the subject. "He's very gay. Brandon's second cousin."
"You noticed."
"Be hard not to, wouldn't it?"
We were nearly at the lake now. This was on the top of the hill, the other side of the carpark.
"Well yes, I guess it would be."
"He knew who you were. How come?" I thought he should join the police or something with all his questions. It was making things difficult, but I had to give him an answer.
"Probably Brandon told him. Perhaps they were talking about the rugby match."
Finally, Matty shut up and we entered through the little gate to the lake, walking along the path in silence. We sat down together on one of the lakeside benches and I watched the reflections of the sunlight on the water. It was peaceful.
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