Gazzy
Its been a few weeks since me and Omar came clean about our pasts. Now were in this strange phase where no ones around us knows were together but when anyone apart from Stokeley, Jahseh or Juice is around he acts like were not.
He gave me a job at the company too, nothing big, im only sorting mail out and delivering it but even at this job im making more than any normal job. Omar even helped me set up a bank account so i had my own money.
Hes been distracted lately. Hes stressed with the new drop coming soon and the clothes being finalized, and produced hes staying on top of all the problems. Omar also managed to get in touch with his brother Micheal and soon his brothers moving to a school in LA. after he finishes this year in New York.
"Gazzy, have you seen my keys?" He shouted as i was in the bathroom showering.
"In the bowl in the kitchen" i said as i rubbed the shampoo into my hair. I was thinking about getting my dreads redone soon.
"Got them. Im running to the store, you need anything?" He shouted through.
"No im good"
I finished washing myself and hopped out the bathroom wrapping a towel around my waist and walking from Omars room to mines. It was a hot day today and Omar wanted to go to Stokes for a barbeque so i decided to wear super tight skinny jeans and a white smokepurrp top that said 'dead inside' with a skull holding up a water gun to his head.
I always loved the new line. I thought it was cool. I topped the look off with some black and white Nike 97s. After picking out my outfit i went back to Omars room because his room had a mirror and mines doesn't.
I tidied up my dreads, and started pulling them up into two ponytails. After that i got changed and went to the kitchen to start making the salad that Omar asked me to make for the BBQ.
Just as i pulled the shit out the fridge Omars mother burst through the front door and into the kitchen. Omar showed me pictures of her and of course those heels could be identified anywhere. She stopped when she seen me.
"Who the hell are you?" She asked me.
"Mrs. Pineiro, my names Gazzy, im Omars friend" i said hesitantly.
"His friend? Where is he?" She asked.
"He should be back soon he went out for some groceries" i said as she rolled her eyes.
"You look farmiliar, have i met you before?" She asked me. I shook my head.
"Mom?" Omar asked as he walked in with shopping bags of food.
"Omar, do you mind telling me why your brothers school has called me and told me i need to sign papers for him before he can transfer to a school here in LA?" She said as he sat the food down.
"Im moving him out here to live with me" he simply said.
"Who told you that you could do that? Micheals away for a reason" She shouted at him. I stood there awkwardly as Omar sighed.
"Mom, hes living with me and Gazzy, hes coming here to live wither you like it or not. Stokeley gave me his lawyer card and its the same firm that got OJ off so if you wanna fight this" he said shrugging.
"You and Gazzy? This little twink? What did i ever do to you huh? I gave you the best life i could and you turn out to be a fag? I gotta say years ago I thought it was some silly phase but your father was right" His mother shouted as she slapped his face.
"You never gave a shit about me or micheal, all you cared about was sex, money and alcahol. You and dad. Fuck you both. Im getting custody of micheal as we speak then you and dad can both leave us out of your twisted games" Omar said as his voice cracked. His mother shook her head.
"I should have left you OD'd on that couch Omar, you've become so fucked up. A fucking Gay son? Youre father will hate himself" she scalded him. I couldnt stand there and let that happen.
"Stop, i think its time for you to leave now" i said walking to Omars side.
"Oh so you think this boys going to help you any? Omar when youre burning in hell you will regret this! And i want both of you out of my appartment by friday or ill have the hotel remove you" she said tuning and leaving.
Omar sank to the floor as i sat beside him. He put his hands on his head before he started crying. I couldn't believe his mother was actually this evil.
"Look at me, Omar" i said. He didnt move. "Look at me damn it" i shouted and he did.
"Omar dont listen to anything she says. Youre gonna be ok without her." I assured him.
"Shes right, i should have died, maybe i would be less of a burden to them" he cried.
"Please dont say that, Omar you're the most importaint person in my life. You literaly saved me. I was cold, starving and in need of a home and you gave me that. I wouldnt be here without you" i said lifting his chin before kissing him. he smiled a little.
It took him a second to respond. I had never initiated a kiss like this before. He pushed my head as he kissed me with force as i moaned into it. It didnt take long for me to get hard at the thought of Omar.
Omar picked me up and lay me on the couch. He went back to kissing my neck as i clawed to remove his t shirt.
"Gazzy, Gazzy stop" he said pulling away. I pouted as he readjusted his pants.
"If we go any further... i dont want to hurt you Gaz, i cant hurt you" he said holding my cheek.
"I want this Omar. Just, let me try something" i said. He looked at me with sceptical eyes but he nodded. I took my own shirt of and told him to come back over. He did. Kissing me slow.
"Hold me" i whispered into it. He nodded. He placed a hand on my hip and a hand on the small of my back. His hands shook as i kept reminding myself that it was omar.
He pulled away sitting back on the couch then motioned for me to sit on his lap. I did as he asked. I put my hands behind his head, using his dreads as leverage to hold him.
Both his hands were on my hips as i pushed myself down on his very noticeable erection. He trailed one hand over to lay on my ass and squeezed making me moan into his mouth.
I raised my hips allowing him to trail my jeans off. I stood up and kicked them off myself. Now i had realised i was only in boxers infront of Omar with my hard on tenting them.
"Are you okay baby?" He asked. I nodded.
"Mi amor, come here" he said as i followed his instruction. He slowly pulled his own jeans and boxers down letting himself spring free.
I hesitated for a split second before i nodded and got on my knees.
"What are you doing?" He asked me.
"Pleasuring my partner. What does it look like" i said.
"No Gazzy i dont want to push you" he said panicking as i positioned myself between his legs. Looking at his length.
"Let me do this, Please" i said to him as he sighed and nodded. Took his length in my hand and started stroking him slowly. I slowly put his length in my mouth. Keepin' concentrated on Omar looking down at me. He moaned in pleasure as i felt a bit of pride, I kept reminding myself, this is my partner, a man I love, I want him more than anything in the world right now, I bobbed my head, going slow but fast enough for him to be pulsing in my mouth.
He took his hand, placing it under my chin as I kept going, speeding up now.
"fuck baby" he groaned, his length started banging the back of my throat now, I screwed my eyes shut. I washed away bad memories, keeping myself focused on all the times I've been happy with Omar, how he's never hurt me. slowly he pulled away from me, pulling me off my knees.
"Gazzy you don't have to force yourself to do this, if your uncomfortable please tell me" he said stroking my bare back.
"im not, I want to do this" I said, my throat scratchy from having Omar's dick in just seconds ago.
"you're crying though" he said whipping my tears I didn't even know I had.
"its not you Omar, its not" I said getting upset now, Omar shut me up by slapping his lips on mine, making me sit on his lap now as we shared a passionate kiss. He pulled me into his chest as we pulled away.
"Gaz, you don't gotta explain yourself to me, im not gonna be mad at you, if you cant do it now, in a month, in a year, im not gonna be mad at you, im gonna be there telling you its ok to be scared, im not gonna be mad at you." he said, making me even more emotional. I nodded as he held my face and kissed me again.
we both sat there, naked and warm under the heating of the top penthouse of Omars apartment, just holding each other in silence.
"so summer is coming, and micheals gonna be home for good, I was thinking, we could all go on a holiday together, like to bora bora or something" he said to me, my eyes lit up.
"me too?" I asked unsure of his question.
"yes silly, Skis been seeing someone new, I don't know who it is but we can all go. me, you, micheal, his girl, ski and whoever hes with, if he ever tells me" he said, I frowned.
"why wont he tell you?" I asked.
"beats me, hes keeping everything quiet, hes probably just not sure of the person just yet, im not sure." he said ranting on.
"we got to go get ready to go to Skis" I said yawning.
"I know, we can be late though" he said looking out his ceiling to floor window view of LA. i smiled cuddling into him as he pulled close.