Warning: Some parts of this chapter contains mild sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

CARL'S POV.

The frothy bathing sponge caressed my naked body, kneading my sore muscles. Leaning on his chest, I relished the feel of his muscular hand on my body as he bathed me. Fruity scent from the bathing gel, seduced my olfactory senses, driving waves of comfort all over my being. He left a trail of kisses on my lean shoulder as he delicately rubbed the sponge on my sore body.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered then planted a peck on the shell of my ear.

"For what?" I inquired, confusion tugging at my senses.

"For the way I treated you yesterday. I shouldn't have snapped at you the way I did. You didn't deserve that." He stated, rubbing the sponge gently on my abdomen.

"I understand that you were in a really bad place..." I started.

"Doesn't mean that you deserved to suffer for it." He explained, scooping water from the tub and spilling it on my shoulder. The warm, sweet-scented, soapy liquid licked the tension from my shoulder. "I'm sorry." He added.

"It's okay. I accept your apology." A reply slithered past my lips.

"Carlito, I want to be better...for you but I am scared of screwing this up." He mouthed the words which sent a wave of warmth in my heart.

"I have never been in a relationship or fallen in love before. So I want this to last. It's why if you feel like I am doing anything wrong just tell me and I'll rectify my mistake. I want you to be happy because your happiness is my top priority. I would anything you want, just to see you happy." His confession birthed a mixture of emotions which didn't hesitate to flow through me.

Caring for my happiness and wanting to be a better version of himself are some of the things that made me fall insanely in love with him.

But him slaving for my love, is something that doesn't sit right with me. I have noticed a pattern in the short time that we have been dating where Gavin often sacrifices some of things he likes...for me.

Last week, he chose to spend time with me in the art studio thus sacrificing a basketball tournament that he was supposed to watch with a bunch of his friends.

I love him for always caring about me but I don't want him to lose himself by trying to always impress me.

"Gav." I shifted in the bath tub such that I was facing him. I cupped his face, staring into his ever beautiful emeralds which were currently clouded with a mixture of emotions.

"Thank you for always putting me first, Gav. I appreciate everything you have done for me. But what I don't appreciate is you turning into a slave in this relationship. You feel like you need to always make me happy so that I don't leave. That if you screw up even a little, I will leave..." I made a psychological analysis.

"Yes. I feel that way most times. I'm scared that if I do or say something wrong, you'll break up with me. It's why I do everything to impress you and to..."He confessed, emotions clouding his face.

"Get my attention." I finished his sentence, tracing my thumb on his cheek.

"Yes. That too." He seconded.

"Gav, you don't have to fight for my attention or try so hard to impress me. You are enough just the way you are. You had my attention right from the moment I laid eyes on you. I was impressed by you right from the first sight." I poured out my heart, a smile creeping to my lips.

"If you want this relationship to work, you have to stop worrying about screwing up. I want you as my partner and not as a slave who lives to impress me. We are in this together Gav. We are equals here." I added.

"Okay. Thank you for saying that. Truth is, it's a habit I had from childhood. I always had to fight for attention because I wasn't getting any from my parents. No matter what I did, they always ended up leaving....and I guess that's why I was scared you would leave too. So I felt like I had to do everything in my power to make you stay..." He opened up, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Shit! And now I'm crying again...like a loser." He sniffled, trying to hold his tears which only ended up cascading his cheeks.

"You are not a loser for letting your emotions show, Gav." I comforted him, planting small pecks on his tear stained eyes. "You are my strong, handsome, sweet, funny, selfless and loving boyfriend. And you deserve to be loved because you are worthy of love, Gavin." I meant each and every word.

Our naked wet bodies entangled in an embrace, he sobbed softly on my shoulder. I placed kisses on his shoulder, running my hands on his wide back in a comforting pattern.

We broke off the embrace afterwards and it was my turn to take care of him. Taking the sponge from him, I started rubbing it on his body. In slow circular motions, I traced every ab and muscle of his body using the soapy sponge. I scooped the water in my hand, dripping it over his foamy torso.

"Turn around." I issued a command and he conformed. His back facing me, I started scrubbing his muscular back using the sponge, relishing the soft moans that emanated from his lips.

Planting light kisses along his neck, my hands cascaded on his naked, soapy body. Massaging and bathing him at the same time. "On your knees..." I whispered in his ear, tugging his ear lobe between my teeth.

A delicious moan vamoosed his lips at my assault as he complied. On all fours, his wet, soft, smooth and muscular naked butt on display. My heart skipped a beat, sending blood straight to my groin which hardened in response. My breathing became uneven as I tried to salvage whatever was left of my composure.

I rubbed the sponge on his butt, diving into the crack of his butt and going all the way to his balls which hung gracefully. A soft moan emanated from his throat when my hand lingered on his balls, teasing them and relishing their texture.

"God, you are beautiful." A husky compliment departed my lips as I explored the specimen before me, touching his most sensitive parts.

I reached for the small shower head and turned it on. Water from the device landed on his ass cheeks with intense pressure, causing him to moan loudly as his body trembled.

He gripped the bath tub edges to steady himself. Parting his legs using my hand, I directed the water on his pink ass hole. Pleasurable cries echoed in the bathroom as I carried on with my assault. Turning off the shower head, I grabbed both of his ass cheeks and commenced kneading them.

"You like that?" I directed the question at him.

"Yes...yes..."He retorted, his breath quick and ragged.

"Good. I want to worship your body Gavin." I whispered, tracing my finger along his butt crack.

"Fuck..." He was a panting mess.

Leaning closer, I licked his butt crack while kneading his parted ass cheeks. My tongue slid along his moist slit, circling around his throbbing hole. Then, I started sucking the sensitive flesh surrounding his hole while licking it.

"Carlito..." My name departed his voice box as I feasted on his sensitive hole, sucking on its delicate flesh as I kneaded his butt cheeks. I reached out for his soft balls, sucking and licking them. I dipped the small tip of my tongue in his hole, savoring its sweetness.

"Fuck...I'm close." He cried.

"Not yet. I am not done with you." I pronounced, tearing my mouth from his ass. Kneeling behind him, I inserted my finger in his hole causing him to moan.

Gently, I began pumping my digit in his tight hole. I added two more. I leaned in, showering his neck with kisses while finger fucking him as he sang my name like a chorus. He was close, judging by the way his hole had clenched around my digits. "Come." I whispered the command, tugging his ear lobe between my dentals and biting on it.

Like a broken dam, the orgasm erupted through him. The warm liquid coating my fingers indicated that he had also cum through his ass. Taking my fingers from his hole, I licked his juices from my digits.

"Did I just diarrhea?" He inquired, sitting in the tub as embarrassment coated his features.

"No." I replied, a smile adorning my lips.

"Then what was that?" Confusion launched on his face.

"Cum. You just had your first anal orgasm." I retorted, straddling him and running my fingers delicately through his moist hair.

"Oh." Crimson tainted his cheeks at my answer.

"Adorable." I breathed, leaving a kiss on his blush stained cheek.

*****

We had breakfast later, enjoying the tres leches pancakes and coffee as we conversed. We talked about everything and anything. Gavin couldn't stop praising my cooking as he wolfed the pancakes.

"How did you learn to make such delicious pancakes?" He inquired, tearing into the pastry with his knife and fork.

"My mom. I learnt from her." I blurted, a painful void suddenly taking over my chest.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring her up." Gavin stated.

"No. It's fine." I rejoined, taking a sip of the delicious beverage which seduced my taste buds, causing them to dance with glee.

"You talked to her?" He interrogated.

"No. She still won't talk to me. We live under the same roof but she won't even look at me." I hooked the metallic end of the fork on a piece of pancake. "It's funny how I always hated that she was nagging me and now I miss her so much. I love her, despite everything. And I will wait for as long as it takes for her to forgive me."

"Forgive you for what exactly? For being yourself?" Gavin pried.

"If it's the only way she can talk to me again." I said, toying with the piece of pancake hooked on the fork. Suddenly my appetite was gone.

"Carlito, you don't need to apologize for being yourself. You are gay and no amount of apologies can change that. I'm sorry if she doesn't understand that." He stated, taking my hand in his and delivering a peck on my knuckles.

"You are right." A comment skated past my lips.

"If there's anyone who should apologize, it's her. For the way she treated you. Carlito, you are her son and she treated you like shit for owning your truth. I hope that when she realizes what an amazing son you are, it won't be too late." His words warmed their way to my cardiac organ. Coming out to my mom wasn't easy but Gavin was there with me every step of the way. Showering me with immense love and support. With him, I found a home. He was my fortress, shielding me from the storm that was my painful past. He had become an important part of my life. He was my world and I couldn't imagine living without him.

"I love you." I declared, the words holding nothing but the truth.

"I love you too, Carlito." He said, capturing my lips into a kiss. No matter how many times I kissed him, each time we kissed, felt like I was kissing him for the very first time. His kisses ignited a fire inside me, one that not even an extinguisher could put out. I burned for him. Every part of me did.

"Now let's get to school before I end up fucking you here on the counter again." He murmured against my lips, after breaking the kiss.

"I certainly wouldn't mind going for another round." I proposed, biting my bottom lip in an attempt to drown my emerging arousal.

"Me too. But we are going to be late." He got up from his stool, fixing his visible bulge and grabbing the plates from the counter top and taking them to the sink. If we weren't running late, I wouldn't mind going for two more rounds. What can I say? Gavin has me so fucking addicted to him.

*****

A/N

How can you rate the bath tub scene? Was it okay? Disturbing? Sexy? Emotional? Let me know in the comments below.

As usual don't forget to click the star button and to share the book with your friends.

Love you all.