Please observe all the usual disclaimers. If this material offends you or you are too young or it's illegal in your area to posess this type of material, please do not read further. This story is a partial work of fiction. Although the events are real, the names of those involved have been changed for privacy purposes.
If you've been following my stories at all, you will see that there have been a number of guys that I have gotten to know and care for deeply. My story doesn't end with my last encounter with Kevin. After Kevin and until now, I have been searching for THE ONE. Most of my experiences after Kevin were just meaningless romps in the hay. In fact, with each encounter came less of a need for long-term involvement. In fact, my encounters became so empty and meaningless that on some occasions, names weren't even exchanged. I had simply found myself looking for somewhere to dump a load of cum.
When I do take the time to look back at all of my relationships, I try to decide which of them meant the most to me. Each time I find myself feeling that my relationship with Matt was THE most fulfilling for me. Although we were both pretty young, I still knew what I had with him. I knew then that Matt would probably be the one person that I would always care the most for.
A sexual relationship should be considered an art form. There are so many sets of checks and balances in a relationship that must be met if the relationship is going to work. Matt and I shared soemthing unique. Matt had the unsual ability to know what he had to do for me in order to get what he wanted, and I knew what I had to do in order to get what I wanted. My guys can be selfish. In fact, it is alarming to see just how many people will exploit you if given the chance. Sadly, I can't count how many times I've been with a guy who suddenly loses interest once he gets off.
Then, there are those that simply do the absolute minimum in order to get their fair share of attention. They may act like they are really into it, but deep in their heart, they believe that if given the opportunity, they would not get me off if they had the choice to do so. With Matt, there was a genuine need for him to know that I enjoyed what he did for me. He had always made certain to make my orgasm the best it could be.
Other attributes about Matt that led me to him is his sweet spirit. his smile, his compassion, and his loyalty. When we first met, Matt had hair down to the middle of his back. He had dark brown eyes, hair only where needed, and since he was a die-hard skater, he had a great body. His cock was also perfect. In fact, it fit in my mouth like a good glove on a hand. There weren't any curves or deformities, it was circumcised, and smooth. Even though I had his body any time I wanted it, I also had the benefit of knowing that this body was owned by a person that I honestly cared for deeply.
Circumstances drew us apart almost ten years ago. I moved out of state and was no longer able to hang out with him. When I came back to our home town a couple years later, I ran into Matt and found that he had gotten married and he and his wife were expecting their first baby together. Instead of feeling angry or jealous, I was glad to see he found something that made him very happy. I'm not going to lie to you and say that I didn't long to be with him again, but I knew that the dynamics of his new relationship did not allow room for him to resume what we had together.
A few months later, I learned that Matt and his wife had separated and eventually divorced. At first I assumed that like many other divorces, Matt and his wife simply had irreconcilable differences. But, I couldn't help but wonder if he divorced her because he was bent to find someone that could make him feel like I did.
I know lightning never strikes the same place twice, so I have forced myself to accept that this perfect match he and I shared was going to be a once in a lifetime event. Despite my doubts, I don't ever want to rule out that even against the odds, someone just may come by one day and be closer to me than Matt was. So, if I live the rest of my life believing that I will never find anyone like Matt or better, I may never be able to see it even though it is right in front of my face.