Page 17 of Sins of the Flesh
I cautiously navigate through the fellowship hall and try the door on the supply closet where the breaker box is, it doesn’t budge, crap!It must be locked.Guess I’ll go grab the keys from Caleb.I point my flashlight towards the ground to avoid any potential debris and make my way to Caleb’s office.
Right as I exit the fellowship hall I smack into a solid surface with an oof!The wind is knocked out of me as we collide, and I stumble backwards in surprise, my phone smashing into my chest then clattering to the floor, skidding until it hits the wall.
As I stumble, Caleb's strong hands grab me by the shoulders, steadying me.In the dim light of the headlamp around his neck, his sharp features are cast in shadow, making him appear mysterious and sexy.The heat from his touch radiates through my body, causing my cheeks to flush and my cock to stir in my soaking wet jeans.
“Fuck!”I gasp, my body trembling with adrenaline.
"Are you okay?"He asks, concern etched into his chiseled features as he holds me in place.
"N-No, I-I mean yes, I'm fine," I rasp, trying to hide the shock and arousal that must be burning brightly on my face.
His warm whiskey eyes in the shadowed light seem to see right through me, melting me like hot butter and clouding my thoughts.I vaguely pay attention as Caleb shines his light to check me over.
My breath is coming out in quick short bursts, his proximity setting my whole body on fire.I don't know if Caleb is talking to me because all I can hear is the rushing of blood in my ears.I mumble something incoherent or I think I do while my gaze remains fixated on Caleb's face and then his lips - full and tempting, God I want those fucking lips.
Drawn to him like a moth to a flame I melt into his warm chest.We are so close now I can feel his breath on my lips.I stare at his shadowed eyes looking so intensely into my own.Does he want to kiss me as much as I want him to?
This may be the only chance I ever have, I think to myself as my heart races, I close the distance between our mouths, gently pressing my lips against his.Gripping his shirt I knead it as the feel of his lips overwhelms me with the most intoxicating rush.
Caleb’s mouth welcomes me, and I lose myself to the sensations.I can't believe this is real.It's a dream come true, I'm kissing the lips that have starred in my fantasies for years.Reality tries to sneak in, there are a million reasons why this is wrong, but I would rather die than stop.
Being that this is my first real kiss, I hesitantly explore his mouth with my tongue.When his tongue meets mine, I whimper.His skilled tongue caresses mine in a seductive dance that causes my cock to strain against my wet jeans.
But then I feel something push against my dick, my breath catches, is he hard?My heart is doing jumping jacks in my chest.Is he hard for me?Is he into this?I feel a thrill at the thought.My knees are going weak as the euphoria consumes all my senses.
Caleb's strong hands push against my shoulders, and my euphoria dies a swift death when I see the look on his face.Oh shit is that disgust?Pity?Whatever it is, it's definitely not happiness.Realization dawns on me like a cold shower, sending shivers down my spine.I fucked up, big time.
"Cole," Caleb rasps his voice shaky, feeling nauseous and terrified.I take a step back, and dive to the floor searching for my phone.Gripping it I stand to face him and stammer,
"I-I'm sorry."Then ducking my head I bolt past him sprinting towards the Chapel door at full speed.
In the back of the Chapel, I collapse into one of the pews, trying to catch my breath.Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I replay the moment over and over again in my head.How could I have misread everything so completely?Was it all just wishful thinking?
My heart is aching, but more than that, I'm terrified.What does this mean?The fear is quickly helping to deflate my cock.Wondering what is going to happen to me has me on edge.Is he going to tell my Mom?Fire me?Curse me out for being a nasty faggot.All of these swirling thoughts and my soaking wet clothes have me trembling uncontrollably.
My phone buzzes in my hand and I roll my eyes when I see Mason's name pop up.Part of me wants to smash the device against the wall.I knew taking this job was going to be a bad idea.
Answering the call with a shaky voice, tears beginning to fall down my cheeks, I croak, "Mase, I can't talk right now."
"Whoa, dude, are you crying?What happened?"Mason's concerned voice cuts through my misery.
"I fucked up.I really, really fucked up," I whisper, wiping at my tears with my free hand."I kissed him, Mase."
"Holy shit!You kissed Father Hot Pants?For real?"The shock in his voice would be comical if I wasn't having a full-blown panic attack.
"It's not funny!It was...God, it was amazing for like ten seconds, and then he pushed me away, and now I'm hiding in the Chapel like a fucking coward because I can't face him."
"Did he say anything?Did he—" The sound of the Chapel door opening makes me freeze.
"He's here.I gotta go,” I whisper, hastily ending the call and shoving my phone into my damp pocket.
His steps echo on the stone as he walks into the room.Huddled on the floor beneath the stage, I draw my knees up tight and squeeze my eyes shut like a child, thinking if they close their eyes they become invisible.Please just this once let that trick work.
“Cole?Are you in here?”His voice is hesitant, unsure.I stay silent for a moment, not sure if I want to reveal myself.“Cole?”He repeats, more urgently this time.With a weary sigh, I reply,
“Yeah, I'm here.”
“Please turn on your light so I can find you,” Caleb requests, his voice strained.I reluctantly comply, flipping over my phone and illuminating my face with the flashlight.Caleb walks over to me and kneels down in front of me.The low light revealing the concern etched on his face.
