My heart began
to pound so hard I could hear it. "Oh please, oh please, oh please."
I thought. Then I wondered if I'd said
that out loud. I stopped at the top of his thighs. I took a breath and took one
more step.
Beautiful soft dark hairs surrounded luscious
globes and anchored a short soft shaft topped by a pink mushroom head.
I had to stop again and gather my
restraint. Does he know I'm here? Does he want me to see him naked? Does he
know how much I want him? He must. I try to hide my lust for him. I can't
hide my love.
Wait, that's my bed! He's on my bed,
naked! Oh my God, he's looking at me.
He's smiling. Thank God he's smiling. He's holding his hands out to me. I go to
him. He spreads his legs and I stand between them looking down at the soft fur
on his chest. It dribbles down to his crotch like the yellow brick road I
follow it, but I close my eyes before they reach their goal.
He's put his hands on my hips and is
pulling me to him. He closes his eyes and puts his cheek to my body and wraps
his arms around my hips. I run my hands through his dark wild hair. It's so
soft. He looks up at me. His eyes are like a
puppy’s, big, dark, wanting. I lean over and kiss his fore head. He puts his hand on the back of my neck and
pulls me to his lips. My knees shake. I can hardly take a breath. His lips open
and he breathes into my mouth. I suck in his exhale.
My tears drop onto his face. He smiles
and kisses away the next ones before they fall. My knees give out. I drop to
the floor between his legs. I put my cheek to his chest and sob with joy. Soon, he pulls me up on the bed and lays
beside me, holding me, kissing me. He opens my shirt and kisses me all over my
torso. He sits me up and pulls my shirt off. He shoves me back down and takes
off my shoes and socks. He presses his hands to my legs and rubs them hard from
my knees to my crotch. He undoes my belt, the button and lowers the zipper. He
pulls my pants off. They drag my boxers down with them but they break free
before exposing my excitement. Again he rubs my legs and grabs my boxers.
Now I'm as naked as he is. I can't hide
my lust this time. He's just standing between my feet, looking at me. He shows
no lust for me. His Mona Lisa smile makes my head spin with questions. I wish
he'd say something. No don't talk. It might ruin the moment. The silence gives
us freedom to let our minds talk.
Oh God when is he going to move. He's
just standing there looking at me. It's only been a second, but it feels like
and hour. Finally, he moves. What's he doing? He walks around the bed and pulls
back the covers. He takes my hand and turns me, laying my head on the pillow.
He walks around the bed again and pulls the covers back on that side. He lays
beside me.
We face each other he snuggles up to my
body. I have to reposition my excitement. He still shows none. We kiss some
more, long, wet sensual kisses.
"Is this okay for now?" He whispers.
"Of course" I relent. We kiss
some more and fall asleep, his head on my chest.
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