COST OF MISTAKE

We were staring into each other’s eyes, realizing the love we had for each other. I could feel his breath on my lips, they were trembling with joy and then we kissed at the end of which both of us were breathless. When the kiss broke, I bent my head and snuggled at his neck inhaling his manly fragrance. He easily lifted me into his arms and took me to our bedroom, where the kissing and cuddling continued. He had fallen asleep spooling me from behind with one hand over my waist and I was awake wondering how I ended up with such a wonderful man who love me so dearly. Then I remembered that faithful day when I first saw him. A day I found a few things, but also lost a few as well.

I am an average guy who lives with his parents. I am graduate and have a decent job which is enough for me to take good care of my parents. Being the only son, it was my responsibility to take care of my parents. My name is Sonu and everything was going good in my life. I was like any other typical boy, hanging out with friends and playing games, going on long drives. And life was just normal.

One day, when I reached home from my job, there were two huge black cars in front of my house. There were a few bouncers, standing at the front gate and two at the front door of my house. I was shocked to see them and went in fearing, if something had happened to my parents. As soon as I reached in, I saw both my parents sitting on the sofa facing a guy, who was tall and well built. As soon as I entered the living room, everyone turned to look at me. I could see the worry in the eyes of my parents. Then I turned around to look at the man sitting opposite my parents. He was staring directly at me and looking me up from head to toe. I felt a little uncomfortable with what he was doing and then I saw his eyes. They had a weird expression in them. It made me feel more uncomfortable, but just as I was about to sit down next to my father, he calmly asked me to go and get changed. So I went into my room and started to change and freshen up.