Chapter Seven (contin..)

Kai's Pov

The rain was pouring and the clouds were a dark shade of gray. I turned my phone off and put it under my pillow, and walked downstairs to where Payton was. My nostrils sensed the smell of chicken quesadillas...with a hint of garlic. Man this guy loves garlic. I walk in the kitchen and I see him shirtless. He had a focused look on his face until he saw me. He began to smile.

"How long have you been standing there?" He asked.

"Not long, I just got here...need any help?" I asked, looking for something to do.

"Nope, not at all. You just sit in the living room while I finish up, and plus I'm almost done here." He said. "You sure?" I asked. "Yes." He chuckled, wanting me to get out of the kitchen.

I walk over to the living room area and waited for dinner to be finished. I checked my pockets for my phone like it was second nature, but I remembered that I left it upstairs.

Damn, I really got to back off from the phone for a while

***

"So tell me about your family beautiful." Payton said, taking a bite out of his chicken quesadilla. "Well what do you want to know?" I asked. We were sitting in the living room with no technology or anything, just us two and the amazing dish Payton made.

"I don't know..start from the beginning." He said. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath.

"Well....if you should know....I'm adopted." I said.

"Really?" Payton replied. I nodded. "I was taken in by a family who is African American when I was only two months old. It would be a little difficult growing up with all the weird looks I got from my cousins and stuff. I remember when I was seven years old. Me and my family went to our annual family reunion, which was really fun, and still is. We have it every summer down in Florida cause that's where they're originally from. So my mom told me to go play with the other kids, aka my cousins and I did as I was told and went to go play...well tried to. When I walked over there, they were playing hide and seek and I asked if I could play. They all looked at each other and looked at me and said...'we don't play with people who beat our ancestors, so go away you stupid cracker. You don't belong here and you don't belong in this family.' Then they pushed me down to the ground and began playing hide and seek. I got up and ran to my mom and stared crying. I told her what had happened and she wiped off my tears from the chubby cheeks I had. Long story short, my mom told their moms and their moms whooped them in public for all of our family to see. They apologized and I accepted it because I'm a very forgiving person. This year we went and the cousins that were making fun of me and pushed me down, we're like the best of friends now." I finished. Payton didn't touch his food once, because he was really intrigued with my story.

"Damn, I hate that happened to you.." He said.

"Yeah I know, but I'm glad I was put in a family that I'm in, because I can't imagine life without them." I said.

"Do you ever wondered where your birth parents are? Like has that ever crossed your mind?" Payton asked.

"Actually yeah it has. I don't really want to get to know them...I just want answers, so I can get the closure that I want. I mean they gave me up two months after I was born, I just want to know why, so I can just go on with the rest of my life." I said.

"Understandable." He said.

"So what about you? Tell me about your family." I asked.

"There's not that much to tell." He said.

"Bullshit, with a personality like yours, I know you have something to spill."

"I don't know wether to take that as an insult or a complement." Payton said.

"Shut up and tell me something." I chuckled. Payton took a deep breath.

"Ok....my family is very wealthy like billionaires. We have houses in almost every state, my mom owns multiple hair salons in the country and my dad......." He paused.

"What about your dad?" I asked seriously.

"He's...he's in rehab for the use of crack cocaine." He said looking down.

"Oh, I'm so sorry...y'know..it's ok if you don't want to talk about it."

"No it's fine, I feel like I can trust you....I can trust you right?" He asked.

"Yeah of course." I said. He nodded and continued on with the story.

"Well he was always a good man, but there was also good days and bad days. When I was five I would always smell pancakes and bacon. I would run down stairs and see him whippin it up in the kitchen. He'd look at me and smile as he picked me up and spun me around. I'd tell him and my mom things about what I did in my dreams, what happened at school, basically everything. Once breakfast was over and everything was put away, I would wait on those rare good days again. When he would come home after using, he'd beat the living shit out of my mom, and I would have to step on and tell him to stop, but he'd beat me as well when I stepped in. Now he mows not to mess with me or my mom cause I'll beat his ass. I just want him to get better or this whole drug use shit is gonna get him killed." I could hear Payton's voice shake as he was talking.

"I just want the dad who was nice and caring, and would take me on random trips just because. The dad who I would fix cars with. I just want my dad back..that's all." At this point I could see tears coming down his face. He tried to wipe them away but I went over and grabbed his hands.

"Hey, listen to me. It's ok to cry. It's ok to let all that emotion out than to keep it all in. I'm sure your father is a good man, and I pray that he'll finally get the help he needs. Just know that you have people to talk to about this." I grabbed his large face and at him straight in the eyes. We both had epic eye contact. It felt like we were the only two people on earth. I slowly wiped both of this tears and he grabbed my waist.

He began to lean in and I did too. Next thing you know, our lips connected. It was the most exhilarating feeling ever. Our lips were so in sync and the way he had a grip on my waist turned me on. He picked me up and laid me down on the couch. His hot Greek body was on me as we began to make out. I felt him getting hard under the shorts he had on. He untied the strings of my shorts and halfway pulled them down, but I had to stop him.

"Wait.." I said.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"No you're fine it's just that...." Payton had a look like he already know what I'm about to say.

"You're a virgin aren't you?" He asked. I nodded.

"It's ok...I'll wait.." He said.

"So what makes you think you're gonna take my virginity?" I said.

"Trust me, by the way we been acting towards each other, I can't wait for the day you decide to have sex with me, I'm a patient person. Just know that I will give you the experience of your life. You....won't.....get....enough....of.....me." He said in between the kisses on my neck.

"Cocky much?" I moaned as he still kissing me on my neck.

"My past boyfriends never complained." He smirked. He then looked down at my crotch and back at me. "Can I give you head?" Payton asked me.

"I never gotten head before." I said, sounding like a lame ass. "Really?" He said. I nodded.

"Well today's your lucky day...if you let me." He said. I have been masterbateing since I was twelve so why not let someone suck me off instead of using my damn left hand.

"Ok, you can do it." I said.

"Good, now lay back." He said touching my chest and gently pushing me back so that my back was fully on the couch. He was on his knees and pulled down my shorts and underwear. My dick stood up at attention.

"Holy shit, you're thick and long as hell." He said looking surprised. My face was looking like a red tomato. He jerked me off a little when he took me inside him. My eyes automatically rolled back by the way he was sucking my dick. His tongue was all over the tip and his hand was massaging my balls. "Oh shit Payton!" I moaned.

His other hand was touching my chest. I could hear the saliva from him as he was sucking. It was mad loud. The faster he sucked the more I felt my stomach getting tight.

"Oh...o-o-oh Payton, I'm about to cum!" I said. "Well what are you waiting for? Cum for me baby." He said as he went back down to continue sucking. My toes began to curl up and I could feel my cum shoot out like a fire hydrant. My moans were so fucking loud, I think the whole college neighborhood heard us.

Payton took my dick out his mouth and swallowed all of my cum. "So, How was your first blowjob?" He asked me.

"It was...amazing." I smiled as we made out once again.

***
After our make out session we finished our food and talked a lot pop culture which we had a full on debate about. We were talking about female rappers aka Nicki Minaj and Cardi B. I said that I love Nicki and that she's the motherfucking queen, but I also said that Cardi B is good too. Payton said that she don't write her own raps, which is true, but I said she's good when it comes to delivery in the songs she's put out but Payton said the opposite. He absolutely, without a doubt hates Cardi B.

Well, I know how to piss him off when he pisses me off now.

"You need help with the dishes?" I asked.

"No, it's fine, I got it." He said.

"No seriously let me help you." I said grabbing the sponge but Payton took it right out of my hands. "Kai...it's fine, I got this." He said.

"You sure?" He nodded. I began to yawn because the rain was really making me sleepy.

"Go to sleep. You look tired." Payton said.

"You're right? See you in the morning?" I asked.

"Always." He said. I smiled and began to head upstairs.

"Kai?"

"Yes Payton?"

"You're mine now, you hear me?" Payton said.

"Every word." I said.

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