The grass was tall

The story starts in this old house with two old people in old chairs. Watching the sunset as they did so many years ago. And as they'll do till the end.

"Do you remember the summer?" he asked.

"How could I ever forget?" he smiled.

Years ago...

Tall grass was waving, the wind was flitting and romping like a child which gets a new toy. Two persons were wading through the fields and meadows. If you would come closer you could see it were two boys probably around 18 years old.

The two boys were going from a school with schoolbags on their backs. They both were heading to a house in the middle of the fields. And yet they didn't look like brothers. There was a specific reason why Tom Thomas was walking with Will Williams this afternoon. And it wasn't from his own will.

Earlier this day was Tom making fun of a teacher. And teachers generally don't like when students make fun of them. And if anyone else would do the same thing as Tom, he or she would get detention and had to stay after school to write something over and over again or clean something over and over again. But Tom's parents were rich.

The teacher knew it. All class knew it and Tom knew it too. He was also well aware of the fact he can make fun of the teacher and not get detention. So it wasn't the first time Tom did such a thing. Unfortunately for Tom, this time teacher got an idea. He gave Tom a tutor and extra homework to practice so he would get better in math which parents could nothing but approve.

It was clever but also a bit cruel to Will. Will was A student, not very popular at school. He liked books rather than football. He liked math and literature rather than physical exercise. And he spends most of his time in the library.

Other boys were sometimes laughing at him or punching him or deriding him. It wasn't easy for boys like him. On the other hand, girls liked him. He was spending most of the time with them.

The boys didn't thrash him when he was with them. And he didn't mind doing flower wreaths and girly things like that. He was wearing one in his dark brown hair as they were walking through meadows. It looked good on him. Will's skin was lighter than Tom's because of the hours spent in the library. His cheeks were pink though. Maybe because of the wind. Maybe because of the boy walking slowly beside him.

The mentioned slowly walking boy suddenly stopped. Will turned back at him. "What's going on?" he asked. "Let's stay here." said Tom and lied down to tall grass. The other boy hesitated. "Oh come on." said Tom, grab his wrist and pull him down. He probably expects him to have more power so he pulls him stronger than Will expected. And as you may expect the gravity took what was hers and the boys ended up in the grass. To be exact, Tom was already on the ground so Will ended up on Tom. But we can still say gravity won.

"What are you doing?" laughed Tom. "You pull me down." said Will, cheeks pinker than before. "I didn't expect you to throw yourself at me." answered Tom ironically. "I didn't." said Will frowning at Tom shyly and blushing. There wasn't too much space between their faces. "You're waiting for me to kiss you or what fairy?" Tom raised eyebrows and his voice sounded more sarcastic than he intended to. Will blushed even more and roll away.

"I'm not a fairy." he said still blushing as strawberry. Tom frowned a bit. He didn't like that the curly boy rolled away and he didn't understand it. Tom was watching Will for few past weeks. Just when the curly boy was looking away of course so Will had no idea. Something was magnetizing Tom's eyes to him. Which was weird. The eyes of most boys his age were magnetized to girls almost all the time.

"Why are you wearing the flower wreath then?" answered Tom thinking how cute Will looks when he blushed with the flower wreath and his curly brown hair. "Why are you looking at me like this?" asked Will nervously. Tom realized he was watching him maybe too long while smiling.

"I'm not looking at you." he said and looked away to grass and flowers around. Was he was really looking at me and smiling? No, it's just there isn't anything else to watch. Thought Will. He rips out few flowers and started to make a second flower wreath. He was used to doing this when nervous.

The wind was playing with their hair and the sun was shining. Tom was lying in the grass. Watching the clouds though he would much rather watch Will. He closed his eyes and let the wind fondle his face and play with his hair. Will was still making the flower wreath. He was looking at the second boy though carefully.

After a while, the wreath was finished and Will got nervous again. "Tom?" he asked quietly. There was no answer. Will lean over to Tom watching his face trying to decide if he is asleep or just pretending it. Tom wasn't asleep but very successfully pretend he was. "Tom, wake up." said Will. Tom was resisting the urge to smile but he wanted to know what is Will going to do.

Will gently shook Tom's arm. Still nothing. "Tom stop pretend you're Sleeping Beauty or I'll have to kiss you." said Will recklessly but his heart was beating twice faster than normal. Tom was still lying quietly. He wasn't sure why he secretly hoped Will will do what he threatened to do - kiss him.

Will was biting his lip and thinking. Should he kiss him? He knew it was stupid. But on the other hand, he really wanted to do it. He looked at the wreath in his hand and put it on Tom's head. Ready to hide, run away, or more likely to deny he did that. He was looking at the other boy who was pink in the face. With the flower wreath, he looked even more beautiful than normal. Reflected Will.

Will lied down next to Tom so his face was just a few centimeters from the other boy's face. It was suddenly hotter than before. Will wasn't just pink but red in the face. Was it his imagination or did Tom blushed too? Probably just imagination. Why should Tom blush? Will was afraid to even dream about Tom who would like him.

Meanwhile, Tom was still pretending to sleep. He wanted to turn and kiss the little fool himself before he loose courage. And in the second Tom thought this, he felt a soft touch on his cheek. Will kissed him. It was a very soft and nervous kiss and last just a second before Will turned his head and pretend as nothing happened.

He expected Tom to get angry and yell at him or maybe even punch him. But nothing like this was happening and if Will didn't turn back he would see Tom smiling like a sun. Tom couldn't help it. He almost laughed. Not in a bad way though because at the moment Will's lips touched his skin he felt hot and happy.

"Well now I'm proper Sleeping beauty." said Tom. Will freeze and his heart almost stopped. Here we go, now he'll never speak to me again if I'll be lucky. Though Will and was almost shaking. "What?" he said. In his view, the only chance was to pretend he has no idea what is Tom talking about, and maybe he can persuade him that it was just a dream.

"You should've rather kissed me at lips. That's what the prince did at the fairytale." said Tom in a daring voice. Will was honestly confused at the moment. Was Tom testing him? Or was he actually daring Will to kiss him again? "What?" asked Will again and turned to Tom with confusion in his eyes.

The green-eyed boy was smiling and his eyes were even more daring than his voice. Ready for whatever adventure can near future bring. Tom was as mentioned watching Will for few past weeks. He wasn't completely sure why until now.

Tom raised his hand. Will flinched at the unexpected move and immediately hated himself for that. But Tom obviously didn't care and his fingertips softly touched Will's face. Will had soft skin and he started to blush again. Not the first time since they got here. Tom was coping Will's cheeks with his fingers, looking to his blue eyes full of hope and anxiousness.

Tom had his hand in Will's curly hair. Will was looking at Tom. He was trying not to breathe but his heart was running a marathon so this didn't really go together. He couldn't believe that this is actually happening. He just sat and tried not to move in fear that this beautiful dream could fly away unlike the butterflies in his stomach. They were staying for sure.

In Tom's green eyes was something Will couldn't name. "I like your hair." said Tom and smiled nervously. Even he was nervous. This was something new. "Eh... Thanks." said Will and he was sure that his ears will soon burn in flames.

Tom tilted slightly to Will. Now they both were blushing and their lips were distant just a few centimeters from each other. Tom waited for a while in case Will would turn away. Will didn't. He probably couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Then surprisingly fast Tom connected their lips and put both hands into Will's hair. 

Tom hungrily landed forward and kissed the curly boy more and more heatedly. They half fell and half lied to the grass. After a while they just had to bend away from each other to inhale otherwise, they would suffocate themselves.

"You're so adorable when you're blushing." said Tom and started to kiss Will's cheek and neck. So hungrily that Will couldn't help it and pant loudly. Tom grinned. "So you like it?" asked Tom and smiled nastily. "Yeah." signed Will.

Tom suddenly stopped and looked down at Will with hands from each side beside his head. Tom grinned at the boy. "Oh, you liked it? Do you want more?" asked Tom. Will saw the dare in his eyes and decided to act. To Tom's great surprise Will threw him to the grass and lied to Tom. He caught his hands and kissed him avidly. First lips then neck and after that chest. Tom half laughed half sighed.

"Oh, you liked it? Do you want more?" asked Will the same as Tom did just a while ago with an unexpectedly devilish smile. "How you dare to use this against me?" frowned Tom smiling at the same time and took back the control. Tom rolled curly boy under himself. "I'll show you." he whispered in Will's ear and bit his lips. Then he deepened the kiss and their tongues started to interlace and dance together.

With hot desire, Tom passed on to Will's cheek and copy his body with his hands. He started with Will's head and face, curly hair with the wreckages of flower wreath in it and blushing cheeks. Will's neck then to chest and Tom tore off his shirt. He was kissing and touching his upper body and Will bent his back because of Tom's hungry kisses when it got lower.

He got to a belt but it wasn't there much longer. Tom gently fondle Will's hips and then he suddenly rolled him face down. Will was groaning and bending his back. Both boys were burning in ardent urge.

Tom was slowly sliding Will's spine. Kissing it and fondling his naked body. When he got to trousers with very clear intention Will rolled back and sit. "That's not fair." he said and started to unbutton Tom's shirt. Tom used this position to kiss Will's neck once again.

Tom got rid of his belt and let Will kiss his belly and waist. He kissed Will, bit his lips then put him on the ground and rolled him on his back again. Tom threw away his trousers and slowly undressed Will from his. He was wandering from his ankles to knees and up to where his hand stayed longer. Will almost screamed. "I can stop." whispered Tom to Will's ear. "Don't stop." panted Will.