Silver Spoon-Chp10

*time couldnt go any faster for Harrod as he counted the minutes till his final class of the day. When it was over, he practically sprinted to the carpark at the bk where Noah was waiting for him*

Noah was already in his car and nervious as hell. This was so wrong on so many levels, but it was so right to him. He wanted to be with Harrod, even if he was a student. he saw the boy running over to his car and unlocked the door before turning the car on.

Harrod: *entered the car, trying not to look too excited, bt inside, his heart was all a-flutter* Sorry. Am I late? Mr Benson reli loves to droll on n on sometimes

"You are fine I was not going anywhere until you came along. Ready?" He asked, pulling out of the parking spot.

Harrod: *smiled n nodded, the usual tint of pink on his cheeks, making him almost irresistable to the older man as he put on his seatbelt*

"I have place off campus that I only usually use for holidays and weekends or when ever I need to get away from school. We should be pretty safe there. If that is ok. I thought it would be better than being seen at school."

Harrod: *nodded* I'm fine, as long as I get to spend the night with u. I dont want u to get into trouble. Bt I hv to be honest, I've been looking forward to this for quite a while.

"So have I." He smiled, and reached over putting his hand on Harrod's knee. "I know we are going to eat, you cooking for me, but what else do you want to do? I have some good moves, no cable. I didn't know if you wanted to do anything sexual."

Harrod: *blushed at the word 'sexual'. Were they going to go tht far tonight? He was both nervous n excited at the same time* Um...Uuh...Well, let's focus on the dinner, we'll see how things go later on *smiled at him*

"Sure. I just don't want to make you nervious, harry." he smiled at him. Soon they were at the apartment. Noah pulled into a parking spot and then turned off the car. he got out and grabbed his bag from the back.

Harrod: *got out of his car n got his bag as well, n chked out the apartment* Wow...Ur plc looks amazing *marveled at the designs despite this plc being a bit of a bachelor pod*

"It is better inside." he smiled. he locked up his car and showed him into the second floor apartment. "I have an upstairs too, but that is just the bedroom and office. The kitchen is to the right, then the dinning room and the living room."

Harrod: *explored the plc, it was a modern design, with a hint of old-fashion in it, a nice perfect blend of past n present, n he was definitely impressed wtih the kitchen* Ooh, I think I've found my fav plc *giggled*

"I thought so. Do you mind if have some wine? Would you like some?" He asked getting a bottle out of the fridge he had in there since the week before. He really should not be offering his student any liquor, but it would be find to offer a date some wine.

Harrod: *lucky for him, his alcohol tolerance were pretty decent* Sure. I havent had wine in a long time. Last time I had it was Christmas with my family. Now where do u keep ur apron? I might as well get started too

"I don't know if i have one. Check the left large drawer." he popped the cork and poured out of the wine into two classes before taking a sip. "Mmm. i so needed this."

Harrod: *went to the said drawer n found it, it looked pretty new, like it had nvr been used before, n the design looks almost Italian, giggled* Lemme guess, ur mother got u this?

"Possiablely." He grinned. "She likes to remind me of my roots and the fact that I am not married just yet."

Harrod: *chuckles as he put it on* Does she knw abt...well, abt ur sexual preference? *turned to face him* How do I look?

"Yes she knows that I am gay, but I think she still hopes that it is a faze or something like that and I will eventally bring home a girl to meet the family."

Harrod: *chuckles* Aftr some decades, I dont think it'll evr be a phase. My parents r sorta like hippies, so they're vry open abt me coming out. My sister came out too just last yr, n they're cool with it *chks the fridge* Let's see wat we hv here...  *leans in a little, his ass sticking out for the full view*

Noah licked his lips. "I brought one home back in college, but while my mom was nice, she treated him like a friend, now like my boyfriend. And anything you want as long as you stay right there."

Harrod: *didnt knw he was being watched* Tht's too bad. I hope I could impress ur mom wen the time comes *picked the things he needed* There. I guess I can whip something up with these *walked off with the ingrdients n got started with cooking*

"Damn." He said, but then hopped up on the counter by the sink. "I am not sure how she would like meeting someone so young as you, but maybe it would help to tell her, 'Mom, I am older and still gay'."

Harrod: *chuckles* Maybe if she see me work my magic in the kitchen, she might take to me. My parents would prolly love u. Bt then again, they're hippies. They love everybody *chopped n sliced n diced like a pro*

"Will they mind me being your teacher?" he asked. He had never found cook to be sexy, but on Harrod it was. "Harrod, come here for moment."

Harrod: Naw, they wouldn't. My mom is technically half of my dad's age anyways *hears him calling* Huh? Wat is it? *comes to him without any suspicion*

Noah pulled him close between his legs and kissed him, stroking his cheeks. When he pulled back he looked him over. "One day i would love to see you cook without anything but the apron on." he grinned. "Now back to work." he picked up his wine and took a sip.

Harrod: *blushed super hard at the thought as he bked away, his lips slightly swollen frm the sudden kiss* M-Mr Matthews, I didnt knw u'd be tht kinky~ *went bk to work, tho his face was still beet red*

"If you use that tile again you might just see how kinky I can be." he chuckled. "What are you going to make?"

Harrod: *pouted teasingly n stuck his tongue out* It's a surprise. U go get urself busy n lemme work *carried on cooking, humming happily*

Noah jumped down from the counted and walked over, molding himself against Harrod. "Maybe i should so I don't jump you right now." He put a hand on the boy's hip. "You don't know what you do to me, Harry. I think about you all the time."

Harrod: *blushed hard* Hey~ Dont bother the cook~ Do something else, set the table or something. I dont wanna mess my first meal with u *playfully pushed him bk with his hips*

Noah groaned. "Please do that again." He chuckled but moved back. Maybe later on he could at least get Harrod to touch him, even thought his pants. he would gladly come in them if only to have the other touching him. He grabbed up plates and started to sit the table, bringing the wine over and pouring himself another glass.

Harrod: *couldnt let him see tht he was starting to hv a bit of a boner right now frm Noah's touches, tries to put his mind into cooking. Soon he had a fine Italian spread before Noah* I hope I did ur mother's cooking justice. U said u dont get to eat home-made Italian much, so yeah... *blushed a little as he took his glass n gestured for a drink too*

"You did it justice. You have never had an Italian Christmas. We have all pasta, no turkey in site." he grinned, and licked his lips. he started to dish up the food to both of them. "I hope i didn't make you uncomfortable back there. i just...sometimes i can not help you, and then you bend over and so that ass of yours off and I jsut blank on everything. I haven't felt like this in years."

Harrod: *still blushing, bt not as hard as before* W-Well, I nvr expected myself to hv such an effect on u. As u can see, I'm pretty plain n boring. N I've nvr got lucky throughout my entire teen life. I always end up being in the friend zone somehow wen I thought I was meeting The One.

"I don't think you are plain or borning. I would not risk everything for that. I would risk it for something special. And even though I sometimes can not control my body I am telling you I will not do anything to hurt you. If you want to go slowly then we will, but be warned I will use dirty talk." he licked his lips again, taking a bite. Very good, not is good at his mom's but she had years on him.

Harrod: I can pretty much tell, the way u being kinky n all tht *ate his food* Well? Did I do alright?

"Very good. Also as good as my mother's but way better than my attempts." he smiled. "And I am sorry if wanting to see you in nother by the apron is kinky. you should live in my head, you would think that was very tame."

Harrod: *laughs* Well, I look forward to see wat ur "tame" mind has in store for me