They were back from The Pits.
Starsky had to help Hutch climb the stairs because he didn’t trust his friend
to do it alone. He didn’t understand why Hutch had drunk that much. He was the
one supposed to get drunk as his lovely girlfriend Tess had left him. He’d
invited Hutch to accompany him to help him get through that moment. Instead he
was the one helping Blondie to have a hold on himself. Well what are friends
for, he thought grinning at Hutch as he tried to hold him still while
opening the door.
“Well, Blondie, here we are at
last.” Starsky said still holding him, and closing the door behind them.
“Thanks, Starsk… I don’t know
what happened to me… ” Hutch said going toward the coach freeing himself from his
partner’s grip. “You’re the one that should be drunk…”
“That’s what I thought. But
don’t worry, Hutch. I’m getting more fun watching you in this estate… Besides,
I won’t be the one with a headache tomorrow…” Starsky said grinning broadly at
his partner.
“Ohhh…” Hutch lay down on the
couch closing his eyes.
Starsky went to the kitchen to
prepare some strong coffee to help his friend to get over this. When he came
back to the living room, Hutch wasn’t there any more. He then heard him heaving
from the bathroom.
“Need help there?” he asked
from the door, not wanting to intrude.
He heard the water flushed,
then the door opened and a disheveled Hutch came with his face wet.
“Thanks, I feel better now”
Hutch said going back to the couch, and sitting there. “I’m sorry, buddy, I’m
not of much help right now.”
“Stop saying that, Hutch. I’ve
already told you that it’s much fun this way. I’m feeling more helpful taking
care of you, and not as miserable as I’d feel thinking of what’s happened with
Tess, and what might’ve been.”
“I’m glad…” Hutch said lifting
his head, looking at his friend.
They were so close Hutch could
almost drown in Starsky’s eyes. All of a sudden he took Starsky’s face with
both his hands and stole him a kiss on the mouth.
They separated like hit by
lightning. Starsky looked shocked, and Hutch hurried to the security of his
bedroom, muttering “I’m sorry…” and closed the door behind him.
Starsky didn’t move right
away. In fact he couldn’t move. He couldn’t believe Hutch had really
kissed him. ‘Don’t feel so happy’ he said to himself, ‘he’s drunk,
that’s all.’ He sighed trying to compose himself and not allowing his
disappointment show for the reality. How he wished things were different.
He headed for the bedroom, and
tried the door, but found it locked.
“Hutch, open the door.”
“I said I was sorry. Blame the
alcohol… Now leave me alone.”
“I’m not going anywhere till I
see you’re OK, buddy.”
“I am, Starsk. All I need is a
good night sleep. You can go now” Hutch insisted.
“I won’t go, and I’ll camp
right here if you don’t let me in. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, blondie…
How many times we’ve seen our miseries being drunk?”
“Never did such a stupid thing
as today.”
“What if I say I liked it.”
There was a deep silence, then
the door opened.
“Don’t make fun of me,
Starsk.”
“I’m not laughing, but I
caught your attention” he grinned.
“Oh, now you wanna play…”
Hutch turned serious.
“Come on, don’t be silly. I
just wanted you to know there’s nothing to worry about between us.”
“What if I say I wanted to
kiss you… What if I say I want more than a kiss with you.” Hutch said
challenging.
“Stop this game, Hutch”
Starsky was getting nervous for the way things were turning, fearing his
feelings to show up.
“This isn’t a game, Starsk.
It’s something I’ve wanted for some time now” he pressed.
“Don’t play with fire, buddy,
it can get you burned.” Starsky said
regretting it immediately.
“What if I wanna get burned…”
Hutch replied defiantly.
Starsky couldn’t believe his
ears. ‘This can’t be happening.’ He looked at Hutch in the eyes, and all of a
sudden he pushed the blond against the doorframe and kissed him hard on the
mouth.
Hutch caught by surprise tried
to fight him, but as Starsky’s tongue was seeking for entrance, he surrendered
to the kiss, and kissed him back.
They clung to each other,
hands working anxiously to get rid of their clothes. They slid to the floor
without breaking contact more than to take a breath. The moans were
intensifying with each kiss, with each caress. When they were completely naked,
they both grunted for the sensation of their bodies together for the first
time.
They resumed kissing and their
hands continued traveling getting acquainted with the other’s body. Their cocks
find their way together too, and started moving in sync skin against skin,
passion increasing with each thrust, till they reached the climax almost at the
same time. They lay spent side by side in a tight embrace.
When they had calmed down a
bit, Starsky got to his feet, and helped Hutch, heading both to the bedroom. He
pushed the blond to the bed, and ran to the bathroom looking for a wet cloth to
clean both of them.
No one seemed to have the
courage to speak first. They just stared at each other in silence.
Finally, Starsky went to look
for his jeans and brought a piece of paper and handed it to Hutch.
The blond took it, and was
surprised when he realized what it was. It was a letter from Tess explaining
why she wanted to break up with Starsky.
“Are you really in love with
me, Starsk?” he asked when he found his voice, after reading the letter.
“I’ve wanted to deny it for
some time now, but obviously I wasn’t successful. And not that good for Tess
either, as you read it there” he replied gesturing the letter in Hutch’s hand.
“I’ve wanted to deny my
feelings too fearing your reaction if you realized I was in love with you”
Hutch grinned sheepishly. “Tonight I got drunk because I wanted to celebrate
you’ve broke up with Tess, and I could have you for myself again…Well, not in
the way I wanted to, but at least I wouldn’t have to share your attention with
her any more… Then I felt ashamed of my attitude. Thinking you didn’t
correspond my feelings, I felt guilty for not being able to comfort you…
Instead…”
Starsky kissed him to stop his
tirade of words. “Can you stop that now?”
“But it’s true, Starsk… I
wasn’t of any help…”
“You were in a way… If you
hadn’t got drunk, you wouldn’t have kissed me. Then I wouldn’t have jumped on
you and… well… probably we wouldn’t have gotten things straight like we did.”
“What a pair of fools we
were…” said Hutch looking straight in Starsky’s eyes.
“Yeah. So afraid of the
other’s reaction, that we forgot that there’s nothing we wouldn’t do in
synchrony, like falling in love with each other.”
“Always Me & Thee.”
“Yeah… And I like the new
meaning for it.” Starsky said leaning down to join Hutch in another deep kiss
to seal that.
THE END