So now it's Micah again. What's up, T?
"Micah is your real name. I want to start being real with you."
Then I'll have to call you Ted all the time...
"Don't change a thing, Micah. You like calling me 'T', and so do I. Besides, this is not your problem, it's mine. You have always been real with me."
In this moment I can think of nothing else I would rather do than to kiss him. We are standing in the kitchen of his place, leaning on stuff. As I lean in to him, Ted wraps his arms around me, and we begin our journey. This kiss is the epic one. It is the one I will remember forever, even if we stop right now and never...
"How can I express my feelings for you?"
You were doing a pretty good job of that!
"I mean in words?"
What do you feel, T? Just tell me, like I will tell you.
"I totally enjoy when we are together. I have never had a...friend...whatever, like you who I could be with 24/7 and not get bored with or pissed off at. You get me! We just...we just get along great. But it's more than that, or I never would have started this. When I'm not with you, I want to be. I think about how I can do that. It's not just buddy stuff, Micah...I..."
He has that lost puppy look and the best thing I can do is nothing at all. He needs to sort out his thoughts, and I need to hear them. Encouragement should help. Ted, your kiss gives me a ton of understanding about your feelings. You're also pretty good with your words, T. It's just you and me, you know.
"I love you, Micah. I know that comes on strong, but it's how I feel."
Let's sit on the couch. There's all kinds of love, T, and it's all good. How do you know what kind you're feeling?
"I've been with chicks, Micah. I've been in love before. This is love. This is more than buddy love. I want to be...to BE with you. I want to feel you in my arms. You. Us. I want there to be an 'Us'. Damn it, Micah, I want to share myself with you... to be your..."
Lover?
"Yes, lover."
Ted has some great qualities. Though I am trying to respond to him logically, I just want to get him into bed and feel my naked body bond with his. Someone has to stand up first. I reach out and he puts his big hand in mine. It's a small apartment, and the only hallway doors must be one for bed and one for bath. I pick one and we go to it.
"You want to shower first?"
How about door number two, T?! My big guy tackles me around the middle, and we fairly fly into his big bed and end up in a heap of ourselves, laughing uncontrollably. I am on my back, mostly, and not too sure how to unwind from the pretzel we are in. Why bother. This feels wonderful to me, and I instinctively know it is wonderful for Ted, too. We kiss. There is an even more connected sense to this than our kitchen kissing; and my mind and body open to him completely. I am his now. He feels it, too. We still have all of our clothes on!
"Undress me, please, Micah. You look surprised."
I am, a bit, Ted. I thought...I just thought that you would want to take me...and...
"I do, Micah, I do, but not that way. I want you to see me for the way I see you. To know that this journey is about us, not just about me having a 'first time'. It's more than sex, Micah. A lot more. I've had...feelings like this before that I never acted on, you know?"
You can tell me. I reach down and take off my shoes. So does Ted. We scoot up to the headboard and lay facing each other. I feel so close to him.
"There were lots of guys I kind of had a thing for. Never - Never showed it. I hope not, anyway. That's what I thought then. So this one guy at school, we had the same gym class, and college was almost over for the year. I was just out of the shower and toweling off. He must have seen me looking. He was in his briefs, and about to strip and get cleaned up. He came up to me. 'Hey, dude.' I said hey back."
And?
"He reached for my towel, and before he could do anything, a couple more guys came in and he backed away real quick. That was it. We never connected. I felt something, Micah. Deep inside of me I wanted to be with him. Wanted him to take off my towel, and back me into the shower, turn on the water, and...and..."
That's hot! Ted is smiling.
"It sure was. I beat off as soon as I got back to my dorm room!" I love his laugh. He doesn't hold back. Big guy let's it out loud and clear.
"Micah. I want you to be that guy tonight. Please take off my clothes. Now, please."
I'm thinking how tender and sweet this man is. This man in bed with me... Ted!
"Yeah?"
I just had a thought. You are making this a 'first time' for me, too! I have never been treated like this. Thank you, Ted. The kiss he places on my mouth hits all the right notes. I start to unbutton his shirt. He lifts his torso and helps me to undress him. When a guy pulls my belt out of his way and then unzips me, I always get a certain feeling. It's like I know he wants to get at my body, and all my tension disappears. I want Ted to feel that. His belt flaps open, and I easily drag the zipper down to its bottom. My fingers graze the top of his briefs, and before he lifts his hips, a soft sigh escapes his mouth. I gaze up at him. He is mouth breathing the way I do when I am all worked up.
"Take them off, Micah." It is not a command. More like a plea.
My guy has on the cutest tightey whities, and some real sad looking sox, which I remove and toss to the floor first. Ted has nice looking feet. I apologize for not having a thing for feet. My thing is pits. His crotch and booty are uppermost in my mind right now...but those pits...
"What do you think? Do I measure up?"
Totally! You are a brick shithouse, T! Get onto your back, and let me have my way with you, and that hunk of a body you live in! Hands behind your head, T, please. I have a fetish to satisfy!
"I remember. Let's see if you can help me feel what you do."
My focus is on Ted. I want to please him completely. This is not about my pleasure. No. That's wrong. My pleasure will come from giving all I can to my man this night. I will be flying high when he does. He's right, and I feel it. This is so much more that just a sexual hookup. This is a bonding. I reach down and cup his crotch in my hand. His briefs are wet. I love the taste of precum. Ted?
"Yes?"
If I start to do something that takes you where you don't want to go...
"Impossible. I have my answer, Micah. It's you!"
Damn. My clothes are still on! I quickly remedy that, and make a split-second decision on a course of action. My bikini briefs are still on. We will be equals. Before I unwrap my package and Ted's, I want us to know that we are more than just a couple of hard cocks and full nuts. Our briefs stay on - for now. My next move may remind one of a snake dance. In the most gentle and loving way my legs start to part his, and to intertwine. No part of my body is still. Hips move toward his. Our bellies touch. My arms slide up his flanks and reach for his hairy chest. Crotches slowly grind together. His arms envelop me, and his hands are at my back, my shoulders, my neck. Hands, big hands at the back of my head. Our gaze is unbreakable. We are looking into our very souls; and with closing eyes we enter another world, not as two, but as one. His hands are at my lower back now. They slip under the band of my briefs and keep on going to their goal. When he cups my butt cheeks I let out a little gasp of anticipation.
"What's next?"
Kind of lost my focus, T.
"Lost mine, as well, in the most amazing way possible. Let's lose more of ourselves, Micah, as long as we do it together!"
Spoken like the lover I have dreamed about finding one day.
"Dreams end, Micah. Real is all we have to go with now. I promise to be real with you in every way possible."
Then tell me exactly how to really turn you on, please! Do not hold back, T.
"Okay. Pits first. I showered early and did not use anything. I was hoping to be with you like this, Micah. Let me get my arms up and...Oh! That's hot! Lick it again! Yeah. Nuzzle it. Sooo nice!"
You're stretching out like a fucking cat, T!