The autumn flower ch

The autumn flower ch.5: Pedro’s boldness: the autumn flower sprouts.

Pedro continued to cry softly into Jimmy’s shoulder, as they walked back to the boys’ dorm.

“I can’t take this much longer sir, they just won’t leave me alone”, Pedro sobbed.

“Shhh, I know, it’ll be okay, I taught Trent a lesson, he won’t bother you anymore”, Jimmy said, soothingly stroking his smooth black hair.

Pedro went into hysterics, crying and saying “He’ll probably just take it out on me now, he, t-tried to make out with me, and called me a slut and stuff, and when I said no, he-he shoved me in the locker, and said see you tonight ya little tramp”!

Jimmy shook him gently and got down on one knee so they were at eye level and took Pedro’s hand in his.

“Pedro, I swear, I will always protect you, I swear on my life”!

Pedro blushed, and hugged him. Jimmy coughed, and thought about what this would’ve looked like to a random passerby. He quickly got up. “This is purely platonic” Jimmy thought, ignoring the bulge in his pants. “Down Chester” he thought angrily.

“Lets get you in a nice hot shower”, Jimmy said, directing Pedro to the dorm showers. They were exactly the same as the gym showers, except bigger, and with better temperature control.

Jimmy stood outside the door, waiting. He was hot, sore, and angry from all the crap that had been happening, but he resisted the urge to take a shower, while Pedro was in the same room. Sure, they would be in different showers, but he had to prove to everyone that he wasn’t a pedophile. The masses would never accept a pedophiliac king. He couldn’t risk giving into temptation. He just had to figure it out. What was it that attracted him to the smaller boy. Was it his doll-like facial features? His beautiful ocean blue eyes?

Or was it his helplessness? He loved Zoe. With all his heart. However, Zoe could fight back. Pedro was adorable, and utterly helpless.

He was just a kid. Jimmy felt genuine warmth and affection toward him, but also liked the idea of being One hundred percent in-control. He liked the idea of being a master. He liked the idea of the small child being helpless under him.

But he had to stay in control, and so he tried desperately to squash his raging libido. He decided to shower later. He was about to leave, and go back to his dorm, to figure out how he was going to find out who took the picture in the paper, and how the bastard had the gall to print it and ruin his reputation. And then he heard a soft voice calling him from inside the shower room.

“Jimmy, are you there?”

It was Pedro.

Jimmy hesitated before responding “Yeah, whadda ya need kid?” Pedro said, slightly louder “I just remembered I don’t have any clean clothes”. Jimmy blushed lightly and yelled back “Don’t worry, you can borrow some of mine”.

Jimmy squashed a thought bubble that was expanding in his head. A thought bubble that involved Pedro naked in Jimmy’s bed, sweating, blushing crimson, as his innocence was taken.

He walked the short trip back to his room, which was once again open to the world.

“Damn, I should really start closing this thing when I’m gone” he thought briefly, before entering the room.

He grabbed his wardrobe doors and flung them open, rifling through his clothes to find something that might fit Pedro. He looked for a good five minutes before settling on an old white undershirt, and a pair of dark red cargo shorts. Satisfied, he closed the doors and met a naked Pedro, garbed only in a fluffy pink towel.

His slender legs were smooth and had very little hair on them, which lead Jimmy to wonder how much hair Pedro had elsewhere. He shook the thought vigorously out of his head, and gave him the clothes. He marveled at the small child’s chest. It was very smooth, but was beginning to develop some muscle. It appeared he had been working out lately. He was far from as strong as Jimmy, but still, he had a very nice frame. Not super-strong, but he was well built, and looked like, with the right training he could be very formidable. His hair was dripping wet, and his eyes shone in the light. The two boys shared a brief moment that felt like an eternity. Their eyes met, and Pedro suddenly had an air of fire, passion, and strength about him.

He caught Jimmy off guard, pushing him back into the wall and capturing his lips in a kiss. But this was unlike the kiss they had shared the previous night. It was slightly rougher. It was less cautious, and more passionate. Pedro’s tongue danced against Jimmy’s lips and entered, now slightly cautious, kissing him like Kail had kissed Ashley in the movie. The towel dropped to the floor, and Pedro brought his leg up against Jimmy’s waist.

“Fuck, this is getting out of hand” Jimmy thought, beginning to panic as he felt himself losing control of his hormones. But just when Jimmy thought the innocent boy he knew was gone, Pedro broke the kiss and smiled up at him with loving eyes. He giggled. “I-I love you Sir,” he said.

All was silent in the dorm. Pedro had never ever done something so bold before. He smiled, slipped on his underwear, and walked away, clothes in hand, back to his room, leaving the confused senior to touch his lips and stand in silence, love lingering like a perfume around him.