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Chapter 2
It's Wednesday Dec. 31, 1986. Derrick and I have talked every night since that fateful Sunday we met. We did manage to see each other late on Christmas Eve and exchanged small gifts. I'm glad he had the same mind set as me as far as this was concerned. Let's face it, guys all of us have the tendency to go overboard when we first meet someone. Ha-ha. In all reality we only had met 10 days ago. Surprisingly we almost got each the same thing. I got him an UConn hoodie and ski hat. He got me a Boston college sweatshirt and ski hat. We both got each Thinsulite $5.00 gloves at Walgreens. Talk about being on the same page.
It was decided I was going to his place for New Year's Eve. I found out he loves to cook and is pretty good at it. All I was to bring was the champagne and dessert and lube!!
After we ate we took a walk it had snowed a day or so before, the cold was invigorating plus we needed to burn off what we ate. We walked for a good 90 minutes, by that time the food had burned off and we were both getting horny. He lived in kind of quiet section of Milford where we could walk hold hands and the occasional kiss.
We got inside and before I knew it we were half naked in the bedroom. I teased and said what no candles and he said no he hates them. I said great that makes the 2 us. But he says and pulls down the comforter and says I did get satin sheets. I just rolled my eyes and got punched in the arm. It is true if you are not careful we can slide right off of them.
I started chewing on his bottom lip and stoking his inner thigh that drove him wild. He said he could cum just by me kissing and groping him. I smiled to myself thinking you are not the only one that feels that way. His nipples are big and very sensitive, so is the nape of his neck. Basically I did to him what I like done to me. I started to massage his butt hole and he whispered where the is the lube? I reached for the cocoa butter that I had stashed under the bed. He looked at me strange, and I said it is the only thing I use for everything and he will enjoy it. He laughed and said it reminded him of summer. Now I looked at him strange, he said don't you remember when cocoa butter was the big thing to get a tan with?
Again not one of finer moments I blurted out how the fuck old are you? I got punched again and he said was going to be 33 on Mar.24. Then he said and you, it's not like your fresh off the farm, I said I will be 28 on Feb.2.
We laughed and got back to making out, I had lubed a finger and was playing with his hole which made him moan, he said go slow he hadn't been fucked in almost 4 years. He was tight but I managed to get my whole finger in. He was whimpering and nipping at my inner arm as I slowly fucked him with my finger. That gets me excited when I can make someone moan and whimper. He started to beg me to fuck him, and I made him get on top. I entered him and almost shot my load, I can't remember being in anyone that tight. He said my dick felt like a hot iron rod in him. In about 15 minutes I couldn't hold back anymore and as I spewed inside him, he came all over my chest. He looked at the clock and said great it was 12:10.
I said Happy New Year. We got up and cleaned up had some champagne and went to bed. The 2nd time was just as hot and he was on the bottom which I enjoyed more and he wanted to fall asleep with me still in him.
We basically were in a monogamous relationship for almost 8 months; we knew each other in every aspect. There always was complete transparency between us. But he wasn't relationship minded if that made sense. He didn't like the feeling of having to be obligated to a boyfriend, but could be that way with a friend; he would always go out of his way to do something for me or was concerned, like a brother would be. The sex was always great between us. But each of us would respect the other whenever we entered a new relationship. His never lasted long which pleased him, where I had a few serious ones that sometimes lasted years. There were also the ones that couldn't handle the friendship or brotherhood we had. But that was their problem.
We have gone through a lot together parents getting sick and passing, family problems, and bad breakups or losses (more on my end than his).
He moved out of state in 2008, to take care of his Mom. But we visited 3 to 4 times a year, plus usually did a 2 week vacation going somewhere like Seattle, San Diego, P-Town, Atlanta, and New Mexico.
We both access to e-mails with our jobs. So sometimes we talked all day if work was slow.
Derrick came from a small family, where mine was somewhat larger, he was treated like a member.
Next chapter will move to forward to present day.
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