"Tagged"
By Kenny Johnson
While checking in with my friends on my favorite site, I came across this guy's profile page. At first, I wasn't sure if we would have anything in common. I mean. I have made friends with others on this site, and we do stay in touch, through a quick note letting each other know that we are still around, and that we're thinking about each other. But with this guy, there's something about him that just intrigued me in every way, but I wasn't sure if I should pursue.Well, I sent him a friend request anyway, not looking for him to accept, but I was thrilled when Bill responded. So I said, "Hello and that I hope we get the chance to chat."
Bill responded and told me that he viewed my profile and liked what he saw. I wrote back and said the same. But what got my attention about his profile was his taste in music and the performers. He wrote: I like Jazz, R&B and Gospel. Chaka Khan, Whitney Houston, KEM, Walter Beasley, Najee, George Duke, Four Play, Luther Vandross, Peabo Bryson, Ledisi, is some of my favorites. How could I resist a person like this since we have the same taste in music? Then I sent him a note about liking Chaka Khan and Michael McDonald's "You Belong to Me", and that really seemed to make us click.
We chatted a while longer talking about our likes and dislikes. Then the conversation turned a little steamy with us sending these suggestive messages. After we ended our chat, I had to back away from the computer and cool myself down with a cold shower. Later that night, I logged on again, and saw that he was on line and we started chatting again. He told me that he had to back away from his computer and cool himself down. Then I thought to myself, "This is my type of guy." I knew that one day if the two of us ever got together, it would be a night to remember. As we chatted some more, we decided to meet, or as Bill put it, make this "love connection" happen. Then he sent an e-mail saying that he would be in Durham on business/pleasure in a few days. I became very excited about that and meeting my new found friend and having our first sexual encounter.
The big day came with Bill arriving at the airport. He called and told me that he arrived and would call me later. I know he heard the excitement in my voice as we talked. He said that he was happy to be visiting and getting the chance to meet me too. After getting settled in, Bill called back and we chatted some more. I knew it would be just a matter of time before the two of us got together. I told him that we had six days (so to speak), to make our time together memorable. He reminded me of what I said to him on line about knowing when the time would be right for us to make that "love connection."
The next day, Bill e-mail and said that he could not wait for our "love connection", and neither could I. Then, he asked me about my favorite place to eat. I told him about a place, not far from my house. Not knowing where he was staying, I was sure that he would find it. Now, I'm really becoming excited about meeting him. So, we agreed on a time to meet, and we would go from there. I logged off and turned on the CD player and listened to Chaka Khan and Michael McDonald "You Belong to Me" while I got dressed.
As I drove, I imagined the two of us in bed with me licking him up and down, from his head to his toes. My mind continued to day dream, until I heard a horn blowing. I quickly came back to the present, and realized I had crossed over slightly into the other lane. Now, I really needed to get this man into bed and feed this hunger I was feeling.
I parked the car then walked inside, and headed over to the bar. I looked around but did not see Bill. I sat on the side of the bar facing the door, so I could see him when he walked in. The bartender came over and I ordered a beer while I waited for the man of my dreams to come through the door. While I sat there and sipped on my beer, the bartender came back and asked if I wanted something to eat. I told him that I was waiting for someone. As I picked up my glass, Bill walked through the door, saw me and headed in my direction. At the time I did not realize that I had missed my mouth and split some of the beer on the bar. The bartender said, "Is there something wrong or do you have a hole in your lip?"
I just smiled at the bartender and apologized. By then Bill had reached the bar where I was seated and sat down next to me. We spoke then Bill said, "It's nice to finally meet you face to face."
I smile back and said, "Like wise" then smiled again.
The bartender came back and asked Bill if he wanted something to drink. Bill hesitated for a second then looked at me, smiled and said, "A glass of water for now."
The bartender got Bill's water, sat it down in front of him and placed a menu between us. I started to feel my body become flush with fever, and I had to do something to get myself under control. So, I got up and said that I needed to use the men's room. Bill nodded his head as I walked away. Once I got there, I looked at myself in the mirror and said, "What have you gotten yourself into?"
I turned on the cold water, and splashed some on my face then reached up for a paper towel and heard, "Are you okay?"
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Bill standing there. I did not hear the door open for the music playing in the men's room and the water running. Again, I felt flush all over and said, "Yes. I'm fine."
Bill smiled and said, "Okay."
We walked out of the men's room and headed back to our seats. The bartender came back over and asked if we wanted something to eat. Bill told him that he wanted to try one of their specialty wings and told the bartender the one he wanted to try. The bartender placed Bill's order then topped off his water, while I sipped on my beer. Then I felt Bill's foot slide next to mine. He was flirting with me, so I flirted back, smiled, but did not look in his direction. This went on for a few minutes as we sat there, making very little conversation. The bartender came back with Bill's order and asked if he wanted something else. Bill looked over at me and I looked at him. We both knew that we had to get out of there. So, I asked the bartender if we could have a to-go box. He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face at first then he smiled and said, "Sure."
I slid my beer towards the back of the bar, handed the bartender my card while Bill put his wings in the container then took another sip of his water. I signed the ticket and the bartender smiled back at me then winked. All I could do was smile back as Bill and I headed for the front door. When we got outside I said, "The car is this way."
We got into my car and headed to my house. As we drove, the song by Chaka Khan came on, and I felt warm all over, again. That's when Bill reached over and touched my knee and smiled. Once we got to my house, we headed inside and the bag with his food hit the table in the hallway as we made our way to the bedroom. We started removing our clothing, so we could get down to business. Shirts were ripped off and zippers were pulled down quickly. Just then, my zipper became stuck. I did not tug at it because I was afraid that in all my excitement, I catch myself and did not feel it. So, I looked down, I noticed my raging hard-on and lucky it was my underwear that had gotten caught. So, having a sigh of relief, I slipped my underwear and pants off at the same time. That's when Bill said, "Take your time.we have all night."
I looked at him and smiled as he stood there, with a body that's all toned and sporting a rock hard cock, looking in my direction. I smiled as I moved closer towards him then reached out and touched the tip of his cock, which made him gasp. Then he cupped my chin in his hand and brought my face to his and kissed me lightly on my lips. With the house all-quiet, I needed to put on some music. So, I turned on the CD player, and the music filled the room with the sounds of Luther. That's when I begun to feel more at ease. Then Bill cupped my chin again and started kissing me. I moved in even closer and placed one hand around his waist and the other one on his hard, throbbing cock. I can feel his pre-cum oozing forward. I used my thumb to rub it all over the tip of his cock while we kissed. Then we stopped kissing just long enough for me to take my thumb and stick it into my mouth to taste his nectar. Then I smiled as I looked into his eyes. He smiled and said in a sexy voice, "That's hot!"
I smiled again then kissed him hard on the lips. As we kissed, he stuck his tongue into my mouth and tasted his own nectar. As he moved his tongue around inside of my mouth, I felt his hand go down my back, and pulled me even closer. I was enjoying the feeling that I was receiving and wanted more. Then we broke apart just long enough to step out of our things and moved over to the bed. As we laid there, we explored each other's bodies. Then Bill touched me between my legs and hit my g-spot.right under my testicle (balls sack), and rubbed that fleshy area nice and tender, which made my cock stand at attention. He had me in the palm of his hand, and I wondered if he knew it. I let out a moan from his touch then gasp for air. I knew I was ready to be taken, and I hoped he was ready for the ride of his life. Then he whispered in my ear, "Where are the condoms."
Even though I was frozen in place by his touch, I pointed toward the nightstand and he retrieved a few from the drawer along with some flavored lubricant that I keep there. He stuck one end of the package between his teeth and tore it opened then handed it to me. I took out the condom and rolled it down his cock. Then he opened the flavored lubricant and squirted some on his cock then on one of his finger and used it to outline my lips with. He licked his finger tasting the flavor of the lubricant then kissed me, sticking his tongue inside of my mouth. I took hold of his tongue with my teeth (lightly) then let go. Then I kissed him and worked my way down his body towards his cock, by kissing and sucking on his nipples then kissing the center of his well formed chest, down his well defined abs to his naval, where I stuck my tongue into it, which made him arch forward. Then I licked downwards following a thin line of hair down toward his pubic area then onto his cock that had been waiting for me. Bill turned over on his back, giving me full access, as I took the remainder of the lubricant and lubed up his balls before placing them into my mouth and sucking on them gently. Then I let them drop from my mouth one by one and licked my way back up to his naval, which made him so hot, that he could not wait any longer to enter my pleasure seeker. Bill moved on top of me and guided his cock home. As it slid in I let out a moan of pleasure. I had been waiting for this to happen from the moment we met at Wild Wings. As he entered, he laid his head next to my ear and whispered, "Now, this is that love connection I've been waiting for."
He was right, we both had been waiting for this moment, and it turned out to be just liked we thought it would be.a fire igniting between the two of us. Bill pushed his cock into my waiting hole. He stopped then gave it one last thrust, and it hit home base. Then the real action started with him moving in and out, nice and slow, at first. But as the music played, Bill moved with the beat, and I felt like I was in heaven, or at least what I thought sexual heaven could be like.having all your senses touched at one time, giving you nothing but pleasure. Bill started picking up the pace then he stopped, pulling out slowly, turning me over on my back, lifting my legs up and then guiding his cock back to home base and resting my legs on his shoulders. As he entered slowly again, I looked into his eyes and saw that this dream of mine was coming true. Bill picked up where he left off, moving in and out of me at a steady pace and stroking my cock with his free hand. I felt the sweat from his forehead hit my chest as he worked his magic. He moaned with pleasure, and so did I.
Then I felt this sensation begin to rise inside of me, knowing that I was coming close to erupting and from the look on Bill's face, so was he. Then it happened.our nectar started to spew forth. Bill removed my legs from his shoulders, and I wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer, as he laid his head next to my ear, slightly out of breath and whispered, "You've just been tagged!"
Awe, when Bill said that, I just melted in to the mattress with him on top of me. Then he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and gave them a squeeze. I could not help but to think of Chaka Khan and Michael McDonald's song again, "You Belong to Me".
I did not want this moment to end. Then Bill slowly turned over onto his back and looked up at the ceiling and smiled. I turned over on my side and placed my hand on his chest and said, "What are you smiling at?"
Without looking at me, Bill said, "You.I was just thinking about that song."You Belong to Me."
I was floored.he was thinking the same thing I was. We really do have a connection. So, as we laid there, we listen to the music with me outlining his well toned chest and touching his nipples every now and then, which made him arch forward. Then he placed his hand on mine and said, "Let's take a shower."
Well, I was gamed for that, hoping that it would lead to another hot "love connection." So, we got up and headed for the bathroom. When we got there, Bill turned on the water to get it just right while I grabbed towels for us to dry off with. Then Bill stepped into the shower stall and extended his hand to me. I placed the towels down on the bench just outside the shower doors and took his hand and closed the door behind me. As the water washed over him, Bill pulled me forward closer towards him, and took me in to his arms and we stood there as the water started hitting my back. I became lost in his arms as he leaned his head towards my ear and bit my earlobe then let go. Again, I felt my senses come alive. I had not felt like this in a long time with someone that knew just what to do to get my heart racing. Is Bill the right one for me? Was he feeling the same way? I did not want to spoil this moment, so I kept those thoughts to myself and just enjoyed the moment. Again we made that love connection in the shower as Bill seduced me by touching me all over, and taking little bites on my nipples, neck and earlobes. Then he worked his way down from my chest to my rock hard cock and took it deep into his mouth which made me go weak in the knees. I had to reach out and place my hands against the shower walls to keep from falling down.
As Bill devoured my cock, I felt all my senses come alive again. It was such a rush.a rush that I had not felt in a very long time. Then I felt his hands move in between my legs as he worked his way to my butt cheeks and gave them a squeeze. All I could do was hold myself steady and enjoy what was happening to me. Bill started working his magic on my cock and squeezing my butt cheeks. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep from crying out. Then he removed his hot mouth from my cock and stood up. I regained my composer and let my hands drop to my side as Bill kissed me on the lips lightly like he did earlier. He really knew what he was doing and I did not want him to stop. He took hold of my hand and placed it around his waist as we slowly moved around in a circle the shower, like we were slow dancing. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I could really get use to this."
I felt my face become flush and I dropped my head a little because I could get use to having him around too, hoping that is what he meant. Then I thought to myself, "Where has this man been? I got to get him into my life." Then he took another bite at my ear and my cock twitched, I gasp. With him biting my ear as we moved around slowly in circles in the shower was such a turn on for me. I had to get control of myself or it would all be over in a few minutes. I could still feel my body temperature rising and my nuts moving around in their sack with my cock aching and ready to erupt. That's when Bill reached in between us and touched the tip of my cock and it happened.I could not hold back any more. I let out a moan from his touch and my cock erupted with my juices shooting upward hitting us both on the chest. Bill looked at me, smiled first then kissed me hard on the lips then said, "That was hot!"
All I could do was smile back. I was speechless. That was the first time something like that has ever happened. So, we let the water wash over us again then we decided to get out and get something to eat. As we dried off, Bill remembered his wings and we headed for the kitchen. We stopped in the hallway and picked up his to-go box. I got a plate and Bill emptied the contents into it and placed it in the toaster over. While the wings heated up, I asked Bill if he ever thought about relocating.
He smiled and said, "Here?"
I smiled back and said, "Well, in general."
He said, "Well, I have thought about it a few time, but I am grounded where I'm at. I have my business and family there."
Well, I could not argue with that. I'm happy where I am, but sometime I wonder if I moved somewhere else, would I fine that person that I have been dreaming about. Just them the timer when off on the toaster oven. We took the wings out and started eating.
Then Bill looked at the clock and said, "I need to get back to my friends place. Could you drop me off?"
I said, "Sure, not a problem."
Then he reached over and took hold of my hand and brought it to his lips and licked them. All I could do was smile. Then I said, "We need to get dress before something else happens."
Bill smiled and said, "Would that be a bad thing?"
Like damn.was this man reading my mind or what?
So, we cleaned up the kitchen and headed back to the bedroom to get dress. Once we were dress, we headed to my car, as Bill told me the name of the street where his friend lives. As we started out, the car was silent. All you could hear was the blower for the AC running then Bill broke the silence and said, "I really enjoyed myself this afternoon and I hope it doesn't end here."
I thought to myself, "what an odd thing to say", it's not like we won't see each other before he leaves. I was still hungry for more of him, but did not want him to know.
So, I said, "I too enjoyed myself and can't wait for the second go-round."
Bill chuckled and said, "I'm sure of that."
Again, another strange comment, but I let that one slide too.
So, as we drove along, I turned on the CD player and let the car fill with music as we rode along and I looked for the street address that Bill had given me.
When we pulled up in front of the address, I turned down the music and Bill said, "Thanks for dropping me off."
I said, "Sure, not a problem. Call me later?"
He smiled and said, "Sure! I will call you later this evening."
Thinking that I would get a hug or something before he got out of the car, Bill placed his hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze and said, "Thanks."
I thanked him back as he got out of the car and headed for the front door of the house we had parked in front of. I waited for whoever lived there to open the door and let him in. Just then the door opened and Bill was greeted by a woman. I wasn't sure if it was his friend's mother, sister or what, until I saw what happened next. The woman that answered the door reached out to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and planted one on his lips. I was shocked at first, and did not know how to respond to what I just saw. So, I did the next best thing.I blew the horn and drove off. I could not believe what I had just seen.we never talked about his friend being a woman, nor did he mention that he has an attraction to women. I guess it never crossed my mind that he might be bisexual. Well, you could have knocked me over with a feather. I did not know what to say. I was speechless all the way home and I could not wait for him to call. I pulled up in my parking spot and headed into my house. I still had that image of Bill being hugged than kissed by the woman that answered the door. As I put my key into the lock, my cell phone started ring. Once inside, I looked to see who was calling and noticed that it's Bill. I started to answer it, but allowed it to go to voice mail. I figured I would wait, listen to the voice mail (if there was one) and hear what he had to say.
I walked towards the kitchen and got myself a beer, then headed for the living room. I sat down and open my beer and took a long swig. The house was quite and the only thing you could hear was the traffic outside. My mind was still racing and then again, I could not forget the afternoon I just had with my "love connection" and the words that Bill said before we took our shower, "You've just been tagged." Damn, he really did.
So, I took another swig and decided to listen to the voice mail; "Hi! I really had a great time and I hope you did as well. Look, I'm sure you have questions about my friend and if I didn't mention it to you in our emails, I am bisexual. I knew when I made plans for this trip that I would be staying with her, but what I did not know was I would have met you online. I know we talked, but the conversation got so steamy that I.beep."
Well, I waited to see if there was another message, but there wasn't. Now I was pissed at myself for thinking that I had found my dream mate. I could not believe this was happening to me at this stage in life. Just when I thought I had found the person of my dreams, he turns out to be bi-s-e-x-u-a-l and there is nothing I can do about it. I'm not one to share and would not want anyone to do that to me.well then again.? I had to think about this some more. His image had been imprinted in my mind and his words kept coming back to me every time I thought about him.
"You've just been tagged."
What a line...
Around mid-night my cell phone rang. I scrambled for the phone to see who in their right mind would be calling me at this hour. On the third ring, I answered it. Before I could say anything, then voice said, "Look, I know it's late, but I had to wait to call you and finish saying what I had to say."
I laid there and said, "You have the floor."
Bill said, "Like I stated earlier, I had made these arrangements before I talked to you on line. And I do apologize for not telling you my status, so please don't hold that against me. This friend has been a friend for a long time. As a matter of fact, we use to date a while back, but she decided to call it off when she decided to move back to Durham. We stayed in touch with each other and visit whenever we can. So, let's just say we are friends with benefits. Are you there?"
I said, "Yes, I'm still here, just taking it all in."
Bill said, "I just wanted to call and clear the air before we meet again and I hope you understand. I knew I had to lay some pipe when I got back to her house and did not want you to think that you were just a booty call."
I just shook my head then said, "I thought we had made a connection. If you had told me at the beginning about your sexual status, I would have thought twice about us getting together. I don't want to be the third wheel in anyone's life."
That's when he said, "You're not! I really enjoyed my time with you and I really want to see you again. I do have a few more days here."
Then I said, "Well, thanks for calling and clearing things up. It's late and I do have a full day ahead of me. So, why don't I e-mail you later once I'm finish for the day and see what your schedule is like and we can chat some more."
Bill said, "Sounds far enough to me. I do have some business to take care of."
I said, "Fine.I will email you later on today."
Bill said, "Fine. Have a good night and I will look for your email later today. Goodnight and thanks."
I said, "You too! Goodnight!" and hung up.
I turned over, closed my eyes and tried to figure out if I wanted to pursue this sue-doe relationship any further. Before I knew it, I was off to sleep. The next thing I heard was music playing as I slowly open my eyes to the bright light coming in my bedroom window. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got out of bed, and headed for the bathroom. When I finished there, I headed for the kitchen to make coffee. When the coffee started brewing, I saw the to-go box still on the counter. I took the box and placed it in the garbage and Bill came to mind. I could not remember if I thought about our sue-doe relationship while I slept, because if I did, I would have come up with an answer to whether I wanted to pursue it or not. So, I poured myself a cup of coffee and headed back to the bedroom and turned on the computer.
I waited for the computer to boot up and I started checking my e-mail. I did not notice anything from Bill, so I went to my favorite site. On there, I saw that there was a message for me from Bill. I became excited that he responded like he said he would and could not wait to read it. So, I opened it up to read it, and it said. "Tagged"