I would like to welcome you all to my fourth chapter of this story. Thank you for reading it with me. I really appreciate it so much and I love you guys. Enjoy...
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Ramon and his family reached home after spending an hour and half in a bus. All the way home his father and brother had their arms around him and he couldn't help but shed a few tears. People were staring at them but he couldn't care less. He was here and he was saved from that island and couldn't have wished for anything more than to be in both of their arms. His brother had bought some slippers from a street vendor because he was bare foot.
"Welcome back home." Eduardo said to him after they reached their house.
Ramon stared at the house with tears of joy running down his face. He had missed that little house, his room and his bed. But mostly he had missed his family and the people who were his neighbors especially his best friend, Mark. He didn't know if it was because he had not seen the house for a week but it looked bigger, beautiful and inviting.
"Hey!" His father exclaimed. "Why are you crying? Are you not happy to be home?"
"It's why I am crying, father." He sobbed. "You don't know how much I missed this place and you guys."
His father held him and took him in the house. He took a look as they entered and was welcomed by its scent which he had missed. Not like it smelled good or anything but because he really liked the welcoming smell of the house.
They entered the house and they were still holding on to him. A few minutes later, Eduardo excused himself to cook something scrumptious for him while his father was just there holding him. He was lying on his father's lap while his father played with his hair and kissed his forehead like a four year old. He would have objected to it, but he knew that the old man really missed him so much. Those hands in his hair were like magic to him and soon he was thinking about Marcos. He wondered how Marcos was doing and if he had woken up and called his name.
He just wished he didn't leave the hospital without seeing how he was doing after the operation and probably had given him a deep passionate kiss after he had woken. But he didn't want questions from Marcos' father and his friend because he still didn't know if their relationship would be revealed to anyone else or if it would be between them. After all, who would want to introduce someone like him to a wealthy family like the Martinez? He would understand it if Marcos ever chose not to say anything.
He was not even sure if whatever they did on the island was guarantee that they would be in a relationship. Anything could happen and he would be ready to accept any decision that Marcos makes. He promised himself to accept anything that Marcos would say. He also promised himself not to tell anyone about their relationship. It was Marcos' job to do that.
About an hour later, Ramon could smell the beautiful aroma coming from the kitchen and he knew that Eduardo must have been cooking something really delicious for him.
"Are you ready to tell us what happened?" His father asked as he caressed his hair.
"I will do that after I eat." He smiled to his father who was still looking like he was in shock.
His father just gave a smile and continued with playing with hair. Ramon wished that he could just lie on that lap for all eternity. It felt so peaceful and he didn't have any fears about anything but ever since he lay there, all he thought of was Marcos. Funny how he had fallen in love with the same guy whom he really hated from the first day they met. But it was the same guy who blew him away with the wind of love.
Ramon could feel that he smelled funny and he knew that he needed to have a long meeting with Mr. Soap and Mr. Water. After a week, this was going to be his first true bath because it was just like playing in water while on the island.
Ramon got up slowly from his father's lap and stood straight as he slowly stretched.
"Excuse me, father I need to take a bath."
His father just nodded in agreement and he began going to his room. He slowly opened the door to his room and almost cried because he never though he would see that room again. He slowly entered and closed the door behind him as he looked all around the room. Everything was just the way he had left them except for the photos which were not in the place where he had left them. He immediately knew that either his father or brother was looking at them because they missed him as much as he missed them.
After taking a long look around his room, he stripped all of his clothes off and wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way out of the room to the bathroom. There was only one bathroom and so he got out of his room and went to the bathroom.
Ramon stood in the shower slowly applying the soap to his whole body while his brain took him down memory lane. He imagined that he was with Marcos who was holding him tightly and kissing his neck as he applied soap to the rest of his body. He imagined that Marcos turned him around kissed his mouth slowly but sensually making his whole body lust for more. He felt his whole body getting hot as adrenalin worked on his excitement.
He was so lost in his thought that he even touched his own body and imagined it was Marcos who was touching him. He felt himself getting hard at the thought of taking a shower with Marcos and making love in the hot shower while Marcos pinned him to the wall.
How excited he was when he thought of Marcos ramming his dick in and out of his tight hole.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door which brought him back to reality and realized that he had spent more time in the bathroom and he had not even done anything yet.
"Hey, little bro," Eduardo chuckled from outside the bathroom. "Hurry it in there, I am almost done cooking."
"Alright, Eduardo," He exclaimed. "I will be right out."
Ramon heard footsteps draw further from the bathroom and he knew that Eduardo had gone. He applied soap on the rest of his body, cleaned his ass with a cloth applied with soap and quickly turned the shower on. The warm water felt like heaven on his skin. He couldn't still believe that he was already home and taking a hot shower which was what he missed the most. He never really liked cold water and he didn't know why. Maybe it was because he likes the feel of warm water on his skin because it at least massaged him a bit.
Ramon almost jumped out of the shower when the water reached his ass. It stung and that was when he realized that it had only been a day when Marcos had made love to his virgin hole and it had not healed. He just hoped that he would be walking properly otherwise his brother would know instantly what had happened on the island.
Ramon stood in the shower as the water washed away the soap. After a while, he showered and cleaned every part of his body well especially his hair which he had completely neglected while they were stranded on the island.
He was about to get out of the shower when he suddenly felt pain in his ass. He tried to walk but the pain was still there. Could the pain from encounter on the island have come back? He tried to touch his ass but it was still painful and there was little blood on his hand. He used the towel to wipe the blood and he quickly got out of the shower walking funny which really scared him because he knew that a question was gonna come out of it whether he liked it or not.
He had not broken the news to his family that he had been stranded on the island for a week and now he was walking funny. He had a lot of explaining to do but he couldn't just tell his family that he had sex with Marcos. He couldn't just go out and say, "hey father, Marcos fucked me while we were on the island.' Or 'Hey dad, I lost my virginity to Marcos on the island. No! That would be awkwardly insane and he knew he had to come up with something that would convince them otherwise.
Ramon went back to the room walking slowly making sure that he never bumps into Eduardo. He quickly reached the room and dropped the towel. He quickly opened the drawer and was welcomed by his boxers. He put on clean boxers which made his dick feel fresh after having worn the same boxer for a week. He then opened his small wardrobe and got out a muscle shirt and a blue short which he wore. He was just finish putting on the shirt when Eduardo came to his room to call him.
