Chapter 6 Getting cozy

Parker was horrified. He felt sick to his stomach from the sight and smell of TJ's blood. The bile rose in his throat and he nearly lost his dinner. He was barely aware of Colton pulling him away from Seth. Trey punched Seth with a right hook, knocking the bully hard to the ground. "Get the fuck out of here," Trey growled, giving Seth a kick in the ass. Seth pulled a whimpering TJ up from the ground and helped him to his feet. He glared at Colton and spat a wad of blood on the ground in front of him before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "This isn't over, Butler." Colton was completely unaffected by Seth's words. "Are you challenging me?" he asked with a sigh that indicated he was bored with Seth. Seth's face went red with rage. He grabbed TJ by the good arm and dragged the whimpering teen away. "You're fucking useless," Seth mumbled to the injured boy as he dragged him towards an obnoxiously large yellow Hummer SUV. "Are you okay, Parker?" Parker turned back to Colton. Colton had his hands on Parker's shoulders and was staring at him with an intensity that took Parker's breath. "Are you okay?" Colton repeated, squeezing the shoulders in his meaty hands. Parker snapped out of his shocked daze. The intensity of the situation hit him and he started to tremble. "I-I'm okay." As Colton put his arm around his shoulders to comfort him, Parker's face became warm and his pants started to become tight. Colton's hands were hot. Parker could feel the heat through his shirt. Colton's voice softened. "What are you doing out here by yourself?" "I'm waiting for Shell." "The second bus is delayed. They had a flat tire. C'mon, I'll give you a ride home." Parker was stunned into a daze as the bigger boy walked him across the parking lot to his car. Parker had to be dreaming. There was no way in the world that Colton Butler not only had his hands on him, but he was holding him. "Wait," Parker said as Colton opened the passenger door of his car for him. Trey tossed Parker's stuff into the back seat and shut the door. "See ya tomorrow at the meeting, man." He cut his eyes towards Parker, then looked back at Colton and nodded. "Thanks," Colton said. He tipped his chin up to Trey as a goodbye before Trey ran across the lot and got into his own car. "Wait." Parker turned back to Colton, putting his hand on the jock's forearm. Something like a static shock had Parker jerking his hand away from the warm skin covered in soft hairs. "I need to tell Shell." "Send her a text and I'll put a note on her car just in case." Colton gently pushed Parker inside the classic midnight blue Lincoln and shut the door. The car was practically a land yacht, an older model, but obviously well cared for. It was nice and roomy with a big back seat. Parker pulled his cell phone from his pocket and tapped out a quick note to Shell. "How's this?" Colton asked. Parker looked up at Colton. He had scrawled on a piece of notebook paper: "Took Parker home. Colton". It was short and to the point, though the handwriting was barely legible. Colton had the penmanship of a first grader. Parker held in a chuckle. "That's fine. Between that and the text, she should be okay." Colton ran across the lot to put the paper on Shell's window. Parker just stared at him, still unsure if this was a dream. His phone vibrated and he looked down at the screen. `OMFG!! CALL ME ASAP!!!!!' Parker hit `close' and ignored the text. After Colton put the note on Shell's car, he ran back towards the school. Parker watched with confusion as Colton stood against the wall outside the gym's side door. His hands were in front of him and his feet were shoulder width apart. Surely he wasn't taking a leak against the school wall... Parker's phone vibrated again. `HELLO?! HOOKER, CALL ME!' Ugh. Parker tapped the `close' button again to clear the message. After taking what seemed to Parker to be the longest piss in history, Colton jogged back to the car. Parker was drawn to the bulge in the crotch of his loose shorts that flopped back and forth between his thighs. As Colton slid into the driver's seat, Parker shut his phone off and shoved it into his pocket. He was pretty sure he was blushing after checking out Colton's package. The smell of Colton's body odor intensified in the small space. Parker was having trouble breathing. He drew in a deep breath and shuddered. "Are you cold?" Colton asked. "No, I'm okay." Colton turned in his seat and reached into the back. He unzipped his gym bag and pulled out a flannel shirt. "Put this on," he said as he handed the shirt to Parker. Parker wondered if it was clean since it came out of Colton's gym bag. He gave the shirt a quick sniff. After inhaling the exhilarating smell, he decided he didn't give a shit if it was clean or not. He slid it on over each of his arms. He was swimming in the shirt, but it was warm and it smelled like Colton. He rolled up the sleeves and buttoned it up. He turned and gave Colton a smile. Colton stared intently at Parker and wet his lips. The look in Colton's eyes was so intense it made Parker drop his gaze and look away. He was aware of Colton staring a few moments longer before finally turning to start his car. * * * Parker's nerves were so bad on the drive to his house, he thought he might actually throw up. His palms were sweating and his mouth was bone dry. He rubbed his hands on his shorts and concentrated on breathing normally. When the car stopped, Parker looked out the window and saw that Colton had pulled the car into Parker's driveway. How the heck did they get here? Parker didn't even remember giving Colton directions. Colton put the car into park and turned off the headlights. Parker blinked and turned to Colton. "How'd you know where I lived?" he asked. Colton just smiled. Parker unbuckled his seat belt. "Thanks for the ride home. And for, you know, what you did back there. I really appreciate it. So... um... I guess I will see you later. At school, I mean." Colton just stared at Parker, who found that he couldn't look away. Colton's hand grabbed the back of Parker's neck. He pulled Parker forward as he slammed his mouth against the smaller man's. Parker moaned and returned Colton's kiss. He put his hands on Colton's chest. The rock-hard muscles were warm to the touch, even through Colton's t-shirt. Colton's other arm moved around Parker, pulling him close in an iron grip. Colton's tongue pushed between Parker's lips, demanding entrance into Parker's mouth. Parker had no choice but to open for him, allowing Colton to explore and taste him as he desired. Parker had never been kissed like this before. Colton took without asking and Parker realized that he liked it. No, he loved it.