There are millions of people in this world.. So there are millions of stories to be told... ..But this story is about a boy...   ...Just then a tear of guilt trickled down my left eye.  I heard a gental voice.. It sounded almost like a whisper..     'Kris'          

When Kris first met Tao, he knew they had something in common. He could't ignore Tao from that moment. Because he needed someone from the beginning. Kris wanted to protect Tao like nobody would.   

He walked slowly towards the door, reaching hesitantly for the handle and then wrapping his hand around it.   His heart nearly stopped as he did so. He blinked once, then twice, his face going blank.  He did it.  He finally did it.  He couldn't believed he had done it.

A night of mischief. A stranger. A kiss. And now, he wants his first kiss back.

This is the Sequel to my other story Not A Very Merry Christmas. I guess you could read this as its own story but it'll make more sense if you read the other story first.

A birthday party brings them together and they spend the night together exploring each others bodies. that soon turns into a relatioship despite the age diference. Kris is the new English teacher at Tao's school but they have to keep it a secret in order for Kris to keep his job and keep him out of jail and also to keep Tao from getting expelled.

Kris goes home for Christmas at his mother request and the past is brought up the moment he steps foot into the house.