Ok usual disclaimer stuff...not old enough to read this or it's illegal for whatever reason where your from then hit the lil' x at the top of the window. By reading this you are saying that you have no problem with male/male contact. I apologize now for my typing I have a tendency to type in slang and not realize it so please forgive any of it in here as I am trying my best to type normally.
This is a true story about my first bf it's been 5 months since we broke up and I fell so deep for him that's it really messed me up when we broke up. This is going to cover a span of only 2 months, and I guess I'm kinda writing this for a lil' bit of therapy. I'm not sure how long this story is going to be because a lot of different things of significance happened while we were together. Please enjoy.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.
Part 1: The Beginning
"Hey Joe, who is that," I asked pointing to the cutest guy I had ever seen walking into the club.
"Hell pookie." (Pookie is Joe's nickname for me.) "Why don't you go over there and ask him?" I decided I would wait and see if he gave me any eye contact before I went over to him. I sure kept looking him over. He was a real small guy, and I'm a sucker for small skinny guys. He was prolly 5'9ish and real skinny 125-130lbs. I was just in awe almost like I had been hit and I couldn't think straight.
"Pookie quit starin' and close your mouth."
"Quiet!" I decided to go walk around the club and say hey to my other friends that were there. I did my quick walk through and walked back to Joe. I was lookin' around for the cute lil guy and couldn't see him anywhere. Then I saw him. Oh no he was either being hit on, or talking to his boyfriend. Oh well better luck next time I thought to myself.
Wait, why's he lookin' over here, maybe I'll play a game of eye contact with him and see where it goes. What am I talking about I'm a pussy no matter what I won't go up to him. Just then the music started up signaling the start of the drag show, always a bit of fun to watch the amateurs. I quickly found Joe and we walked in. There he was standing right at the entrance of the dance floor. That means I'll have to walk right by him every time I leave the room.
I can only stand so much of the queens before I gotta leave so I made my way to another room in the club and as I walked past this Adonis I smiled and looked at him. Wait, was that a smile back at me? Nah, who would want to hit on me? (Now don't get me wrong I don't think I'm ugly, but going to a club for over a year and only having guys twice my age hit on me...it doesn't boost my morale at all. I'm like 5'9ish 140 or so...so I'm jus' right in the body size I want. Sorry back to the story.) So I walked towards the greenhouse and sat down at one of the tables and talked to one of my other friends for a few minutes.
Soon I heard a song that I really liked, so I decided to go back in to watch this performance. As I walked back in he was still standing there, so I walked by, smiled, and gave him a nod of the head. Hmm he returned it. Oh well...still too much of a chicken to hit on anybody. I left the room once more giving my smile and look. I saw Joe standing by the bar and I decided to chat with him for a minute. "Heya, Joe having fun?"
"Always pookie," he said smilin' at me, "so you talk to your boi yet?"
"No," I said meekly.
"Well go talk to him you lil pussy."
"Nah, I think I'll just finish watching the show then go home."
"Suit yourself Pookie." So I walked back into the dance floor and I smiled at the guy and started walking by, and he slugged me! What the fuck was that for? I turned around and walked up to him, and he spoke to me.
"Are you just gonna keep walking by and smiling or are you gonna talk to me?"
I was speechless, more in humor of the situation then anything else. I laughed a little bit and said "well I guess I'll talk to you now. What's your name?"
"Bobby."
"Eric," I said sticking my hand out. He shook it and I said "nice to meet you. You want to go somewhere and talk?"
"Yea, but I can't leave yet, my friend is about to perform."
"Ok," I replied so I sat back next to him and waited for his friend to come on. She was the next one on. Oh I think I remember seeing her once before...never really noticed her though, seemed to stuck up for me to pay any attention to. While she was performing I could have sworn that he was back up into me trying to touch me. After she was done we walked out to the greenhouse and started talking.
I had to ask his name again because I really couldn't hear him during the show. I asked him how old he was and he was 18 just like me. After a few minutes of shooting the shit I asked him he wanted to come back to my place and watch a movie. (It had been officially my place for about a week since my roommate had moved out and stuck me with everything. Well he hadn't techinally moved out yet all of his shit was still there, but he was getting ready to leave.) He had to think about it for a minute then he said "Well sure, but I came with some friends and I don't live here I live in Destin (hour away)."
"Well I can take you home tomorrow if you want."
"Ok, just let me tell my friends," I said sure and went to say goodbye to my friends. I noticed Joe was sitting at a table behind me and went over to him.
"Where you going pookie?"
"Home," I said with a sly smile."
"Uh huh, well have fun and be safe."
"You know me."
"That's why I'm saying it."
"Yea, yea, yea," so I walked towards the entrance, and saw Bobby arguing with the drag queen that was on stage a second ago. He then walked over to me and said, "Can we go now."
"Sure." So we left the club and started walking towards my car. We got in and I started it up and I had my No Doubt CD in the player and he turned to me and said "You like No Doubt?"
"Yea, I haven't listened to them in a while and so I decided to throw it in tonight."
"Oh my god, they are my favorite band, don't you think Gwen Stefani is the hottest person on the face of the earth?"
I hadn't really ever thought about it, I mean I wasn't crazy about the band I only like a few of their songs, so I just agreed and drove back to my apartment. We arrived in a few minutes. So we walked up and the first thing he said to me is "I usually don't go home with people I don't know."
I turned around and said, "That's ok I usually don't bring people home either." He just smiled and sat down on the couch. "So what movie do you want to watch," I asked laying all my DVD's out in front of him. He said it didn't matter. "Look I've already seen them all you pick." So he reluctantly picked one and I honestly can't remember what we watched. I think we ended up watching Christine. I'm a sucker for Stephen King stuff.
After about 30 minutes of the movie I realized I didn't know one of the most important things. I didn't know what color his eyes were. Eyes are a big part for me. So I asked him, "Hey, what color are you eyes."
"Hazel," I turned to look at them and I think that's when I was really pulled in. I leaned in and gave him a kiss. It was a short one and after I broke away he laughed and said, "Ok that was a real cheesy way to kiss me."
I laughed back and said, "Hey it worked didn't it." He laughed again and we continued to watch the movie. After it was over it was going on four in the morning and we both let out a really loud yawn. So I asked him if he wanted to go to bed.
"I don't want this to be a one night thing, Eric."
I tried to think of something to say because I really didn't want it to be a one night thing either. Knowing what I know now I can say I had just taken the bait, but back then I was just...I've never really believed in the whole love at first site kinda thing, but when I saw him enter the club that night I know he was the guy I wanted to be with. I think a part of me still does, but the rational part of my brain kicks in and then kicks me in the ass and I realize I don't need it. Anywayz sorry about rambling.
I simply said, "Don't worry I don't want to have sex, just sleep."
"Ok." So we walked back to my room and I started getting ready for bed. I usually sleep in just my boxers, but he said he wasn't wearing any underwear so I said with a smile "Ok well I'll sleep naked too so ya don't feel alone." So we both got in bed and we were kinda separated and I took the initiative and put my arm around him. He turned to face me and said again, "I don't want this to be one night." He looked to sincere, so innocent, so beautiful. I looked him directly in the eyes and said, "I don't either" and leaned in and gave him a kiss.
This one lasted a lot longer then the first, and quickly started getting very heavy. Our hands started wandering over each others body. He felt so smooth, so wonderful. Oh my god I thought to myself, I'm falling for him already this isn't good, but at the same time I was really getting into this. I turned off my rational thinking side of my brain and continued with what I was doing. My hand found his way to his dick and I took it in my hand and started slowly massaging it.
He followed suit and soon we were both jacking each other off in sync. It was so erotic, not too fast, just both of us trying to give the other pure pleasure. This went on forever and soon we both exploded at the same time. I had never came at the same time as another guy. It just felt so right. It felt like this is how it was supposed to be with this guy. I couldn't believe that someone as beautiful as him would give me the time of day. It took both of us a few minutes to calm down and I leaned over and grabbed something to clean up the mess. I kissed him again and we fell asleep in each others arms that night.
Thinking about it now, that was the best night of the entire relationship. Whenever I start thinking about what was or could have been that is probably the one memory that I think of the most...the night we first met. I can already tell this is going to be harder then I originally thought.
The next day...
I woke up fairly early which is strange for me, but I'm not used to sleeping next to someone. I laid there for a few minutes watching him sleep. Wow he looked beautiful, how'd I end up with him here with me. I quietly got up to go use the bathroom when I got back Bobby was already getting dressed. I threw my pants on as did Bobby and we both walked outside and had a cigarette.
While we were out there I leaned in and gave him a kiss and wrapped my arms around him. I didn't care that some neighbors we're walking around outside. I was happy and nothing could change that. I was off work and I suggested that we go out and get something to eat since I really wasn't ever home very often to keep any food in the house.
So we went up to Ihop (where I worked). We both ordered and I rested my leg up against his. We chit chatted about this and that. Soon our food came and we ate. We finished and left...during lunch we were talking about my piercings I have my tongue and both nipples...I think back then I still had my earrings, but I'm not sure. We had said that we wanted to get our navels pierced so I suggested that we go and get them.
We got to the piercing place and both went in together. He went first, as he laid down on the table I grabbed his hand. The piercer saw but didn't say anything and neither one of us cared. I truly believe he was as happy as I was. After he was finished and it was my turn he did the same thing to me and held on to my hand. Eh...my nipples hurt worse then that.
We drove back to my apt. and soon we're involved in another movie. I didn't want him to go home. I wanted him to stay here with me. So I asked him, "Do you want to stay here another night? I'll take you back home tomorrow before I have to go to work."
"I'd really like that," he replied and smiled. The rest of the day went by fairly quickly and soon it was time to go to bed again. It was exactly like the other night. We both jacked each other off and came at the same time. Wow two nights in a row. The next day we both woke up around the same time and took a shower together. It was around noon and I had to be to work at 3 so we needed to get on the road real quick like.
The trip was fairly uneventful, we talked a lot about what we both liked, or families, jus' in general really getting to know each other. Before I knew it I was at his house and he was getting out of my car. He leaned in and gave me a kiss and told me to call him.
The entire way back to Pensacola I had a smile on my face. The people at work couldn't quite figure out why I was so happy. Finally I broke down and told them. My manager Ron was raggin' on me all night. All night long I was messaging Bobby from my phone. Time seemed to be dragging, I just wanted to get home and call him, hear his voice again. Finally it was time to go home.
I called Bobby when I got home (thank god for free nights and weekends). It was going on midnight when I called him. He kept sayin' that I should come out there and see him and my reply was that it was late. Finally I broke down cause I really wanted to see him again and I told him I would come out.
The drive there went to quickly and soon I was there. He opened the door to me and gave me a kiss. Wow, I couldn't believe this was all happening. He looked at me and said, "I want you to meet my mom."
"Uh ok," ok now I started to get nervous. I had never met anyone's parents before...well anybody I was ever with. He went back to her room and I heard them talking. He came out shortly after and said, "She'll be out in a few minutes." He turned on the TV and we started watching some movie that was on.
He said something smart to me and I started to tickle him. I found out that he was one giant tickle spot. He was going crazy, in tears telling me to stop. I heard his mom come out of her room and I stopped. She came up to me and said, "Wow Bobby said you were cute but he never said you were this handsome," this caused both of us to turn a bright shade of crimson. She continued to embarrass me for a few more minutes before she announced that she was going to bed.
After she left Bobby asked me if I wanted to smoke a couple bowls. I was quite happy to take him up on his offer. Now me with weed...it's like a powerful sleeping pill...it puts me right to sleep. So after a few bowls I was starting to get tired. I stretched out on the couch and Bobby did the same him in front of me. I wrapped my arm around him and we continued to watch the movie. Soon I was falling asleep and he got up and said "Lets go to bed."
I was more then happy to oblige. Soon we were both fast asleep. I was beginning to get used to falling asleep with him in my arms.
Ok that's the first installment...I really need some feedback if I'm going to continue. So please tell me what you think. Muzacboi@yahoo.com