I jump up and out of bed realizing I was not in my bed but my roommates. Who was laying there naked facedown with a smile on his face. Paul was five feet ten inches of solid mussel with a bubble butt he wears like a medal of honor. Last night comes back in a flash and I remember everything including the emergency need to pee. Not sure why but I smack the butt slightly hard with my hand before sprinting to the restroom.
Just as I finish I am joined by my roommate, who checks out the room before giving me a kiss and showing me the hand print I left. He would like a picture of it when we get back to the room. I might have to do it again. He is still grinning from ear to year after losing his gay virginity. I am still freaking we got that far. We were a little buzzed from the bar, maybe four beers a each over hour and thirty minutes. Two games of pool. Then we hit that joint I had. I got silly, he got cute and sexy. It was all about his butt. He dropped his pants I took a picture of it and we were discussing it. He never put his pants back on. We both work out but his butt routine was daily on purpose. He turns getting to class into a workout. His body, and that butt was solid tight mass, and there I was touching it. He was next to me his butt was in my face and his face was attempting gay activity elsewhere. Eight hours later and after making love for the first time with a guy the question was now what.?
Paul was grateful and claims fate made his first time perfect. So perfect he was having issues not touching me as we stand their looking at each other we both admit we just let things happened and went with it. Then he suggests we should do it again right then to see if it is better the second time. The first time was extremely personal and that has got to hurt make love. The was the opposite of that and like to gay dudes going at it in several positions.
I have never had a gay thought in my life. Never had the urge to look at gay porn. I even looked at lesbians so I did not have to see the naked men. I always thought straight guys in adult movies are gross. When Paul and I became roommates I saw him as good looking, a gym rat like myself. It just took me awhile to figure it out that after I got to know him. I found I could trust him right away. Weird things he did I found to be cute, like a little brother needing approval, or a possible boyfriend. when he looked at me I saw something. We were falling in love in tiny little bits at a time. Then we finally acted on it.
Tiny Bits at a Time - Story Time Blog
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