3/17/15

A Relationship? Part II

I bit the pillow and moaned softly as he kissed the nape of my neck and entered me gently.  I sighed and felt myself as if I could melt as our bodies melded together and became one–two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly.

“How do you feel?” Derrick whispered into my ear as we locked hands and he kissed the nape of my neck again.

“Everything feels so right.  Everything feels perfect,” I whispered back as I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side so that he could kiss me–we kissed deeply and passionately.  And I had a feeling that everything was going to be alright–I felt as if I was finally with the man that I’d dreamed of since I could remember dreaming.

3/17/15

A Relationship?

“I just want you to consider the possibility of us being more than what we are right now,,” I said breathlessly as I watched Derrick out of the corner of my eye.  There was silence and I felt as If I would just wither and die.

“I think you’re right,” he finally replied after what seemed like the longest of times.  “I’ve wanted to talk about this since your birthday, but I didn’t know how you’d feel after our conversation a month ago.”  I breathed an internal sigh of relief and smiled at Derrick.

“Really?

“Yeah.  I’ve really grown to care for you a lot in these past three month,” he said as he reached over and caressed the back of neck with his left hand.

“I feel the same way,” I whispered as Derrick inched closer to me on the couch and kissed the side of my neck.  “Does that mean you’re my boyfriend now?” I asked gingerly as Derrick continued to kiss the side of my neck.  He smiled at me with his beautiful eyes and brilliantly white teeth.

“I think that that is exactly what it means, but I think we need to clear some things up first.”

“What do you mean?”

“If we are going to be together then  we have to make sure that we’re going into this free of any baggage.”

“Of course.”

“If you have anything going on with anyone then you should probably end it.  The same goes for me.”

“Of course,” I replied in a quiet voice as Derrick leaned over and kissed me softly on my slightly parted lips.

3/13/15

A Conversation–Continued

“I don’t really understand where you are coming from Kyle.  I don’t understand why you would set me up with Trevor–I’ve tried to wrap my head around but I can’t.”  Kyle sighed and handed me the glass of wine before sipping his own.

“You overthink every-damn-thing,” he replied before taking another sip of wine.

“Because it makes no sense.  Why would you do that?  You didn’t talk to me for a long damn time after what I did.”

“I forgave you for that and we’ve moved past it.”

“Thats the thing Kyle, I don’t think that we really have moved past it.”

3/13/15

A Dream and a Conversation

Derrick kissed the back of my neck and held my waist tightly with both of his hands.  I felt a chill course through my body and I shuddered involuntarily as Trevor kissed me softly on the lips.

“Trevor? What are you doing here?” I asked as Derrick continued to kiss the nape of my neck.  Revor smiled slightly and placed one finger over his slightly parted lips.

“Shhh,” he whispered before kissing me again and again and again.  Trevor slid his left hand underneath my button-down and t-shirt, and softly caressed my left nipple as Derrick ground his pelvis against my backside.  I moaned as Trevor pressed himself against my front until Derrick, Trevor, and I were a tangle of limbs and pressed bodies.  And then I woke up to see Kyle staring down at me.

“What is wrong with you?  You were talking in your sleep,” Kyle said as he brought a full wineglass to his lips and took a small sip.  “This wine that you brought over tastes cheap–tastes worse than that boxed stuff that Rebecca drank all the time in college,” Kyle said before taking another sip and then another.  He then tipped the glass up and swallowed the contents in three gulps.  “I need more wine,” he said as he glared at his empty glass.

I sat up and rested my arm on the armrest of Kyle’s couch as he went to the kitchen and poured himself another glass of wine.  “Can you bring me a class?” I called after him as I rubbed both of my temples and yawned.

“Can I bring you a glass?” 

“Thats what I said.”

“No, you asked for me to bring you a class.  I can’t give you class, only Beysus can do that.  Praise her blessed name.”

“That is such a blasphemous thing to say,” I said before yawning again.

Kyle sneered at me from the kitchen and said: “when did you suddenly gain morals?”  Him saying that startled me–I blinked rapidly as he walked over to me with  glasses of wine so full that I feared they would spill onto the carpet.

3/10/15

Some Reflections

Things have gotten better and better for me and Derrick, the other day he took me to no less than three museums and then we had dinner at my favorite soul food restaurant.  I still feel shiftless and unsure of where our relationship is headed, although Tonya and Kyle think that I’m still trying to rush things.  It just doesn’t feel as if we’re just “seeing”  each other, because if feels as if he is officially my boyfriend.  Maybe I should concentrate on that facet of  the whole thing–he feels like my boyfriend, so why try to verbalize it?

And then there is Trevor.  How would Derrick feel to know that I’d slept with Trevor while we were “seeing each other”?  Would he feel as if I’d betrayed him?  I overthink every damn thing, but there is no overthinking the fact that I’ve had fantasies of Trevor several times since he left for Atlanta.

I’ve imagined him pressing me against and kissing the length of my neck, my chin, and my lips.  I even imagined him coming into my classroom after the last bell had rung.  I imagined him bending me over my desk and fucking me gently at first before fucking me hard.  I even imagined us in Atlanta.  I imagined us living as a couple in his condo in Buckhead, and me finishing up my PhD at Georgia State or the University of Georgia.  I love to imagine.  Goodness, I love to imagine how things could be.

Derrick.  I know that things with Derrick could be great–I just have to go ahead and ask him about our relationship.  I just have to solidify things.

3/6/15

Wine With Tonya

“I still can”t believe that it happened Tonya.  Kyle just straight up told me that he encouraged Trevor in his pursuit of me,” I whispered to Tonya before taking a sip of wine.

“And you gave in?”

“That sounded really judgmental Tonya.”

“Because it is Nicky.  You slept with your best friend’s ex-boyfriend, even though you are currently seeing someone,” she responded as she filled her wine glass to the rim.

“I couldn’t help it–every time that he touched me I just felt something.  It just made me excited.  I didn’t think about Derrick and I didn’t think about Kyle.  I didn’t think at all.”

“You did think.  You thought with your penis.”  I rolled my eyes at her and swallowed the contents of my glass.

“Do you think that I should tell Derrick?  I mean, we had mind blowing sex on my birthday and he bought me a watch.  I almost feel like that is more than just each other.”

“Yeah,” Tonya agreed.  “That is one expensive watch for not being in a relationship with someone.”

“Do you think that I should give it back?  Like, does it mean that he wants something more?  What if he does want something more?”

“Last time you brought up that topic…”

“I know.  I know,” I replied as I chewed on my bottom lip and poured myself another glass of wine.

3/4/15

My Birthday With Derrick, Part III

He entered me with such force that I buried myself in the pillows and groaned.  Our bodies melded together until we were skin to skin and I could feel the warmth of his bread on the back of my neck.  He kissed me softly on the back of my neck as my body accustomed to him being inside of me.

“You want me?” he whispered in my left ear as I closed my eyes and sighed deeply.

“I want you,” I whispered back.

“How badly?”

“More than anything.”  Derrick pulled out and then thrust himself back inside of me as I moaned softly. He thrust again and again and again.  My breathing  became hard and jagged  as skin met skin and pain became pleasure.

“Have you ever been fucked like this?  Hunh?” Derrick grunted as my moans became louder and louder.

“No, no, no.  Please don’t ever stop,” I cried as he thrust inside of me again and again.  I’d never felt such intense pain and pleasure in my entire life.  Never.  I felt that wonderful sensation travel through my body and I came–for the second time that night.  Derrick came too–I felt him shudder intensely and then I felt the scruff of his beard against my shoulder.

“Happy birthday,” he whispered into the nape of my neck.

3/4/2015

My Birthday With Derrick, Part II

I dropped to my knees and gently cupped his balls with my left hand  as I gently licked the tip of his dick.    I could taste the salty-sweet taste of Derrick’s pre-cum on the tip of my tongue as I sucked the head of his dick and he moaned.  He gently placed his hand on the back of my head as I slowly took more and more of him inside of my mouth.  He moaned louder as I squeezed his balls and worked my way to the base of his dick.  I removed him from my mouth before holding against against his lower abdomen and taking his balls into my mouth.  I sucked gently and stroked his dick as he caressed the back of my head with his hand.

I stood up and he grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me fiercely, so hard that my lips felt bruised.  I kissed him back with an urgency that I had never felt before as he slipped his hands between the waistband of my jogging pants and squeezed my ass hard.  I gasped and a tingle coursed through my body as Derrick pushed me to the floor, turned me onto my stomach, and straddled my behind.  He pulled down my jogging pants and jockey shorts and my ass tingled from the sudden exposure.

He kissed and licked the small of my back until he reached the rise of my ass.  He spread both of my cheeks and I felt the warmness of his tongue lick at the very center of me.  He blew softly and I felt intense pleasure course through my body.  Pleasure that got better and better every time he licked and blew.  He began to lick faster and faster and I moaned as I felt him making shapes with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh my goodness,” I moaned as I felt the tip of his finger enter me.  “Oh Derrick,” I moaned as he probed deeper with his finger before probing the very center of me with his tongue.  I arched my back and he buried his face in my ass, I wanted him to stay there forever.  I stroked my dick as he licked and made love to me with his tongue.  I stroked faster and faster until I felt that familiar excited  tingle pulse through my dick.  I gasped and felt myself begin to melt.

3/4/15

My Birthday With Derrick, Part I

He stood before me butt naked without anything on but a bowtie and large box placed in front of his penis.  He looked like a Greek God and it was taking everything in me to not just jump on top of him.  He grinned at me as I stared down at the box.

“Happy birthday,” he whispered throatily.  “Open the box.”

I smiled at him and gingerly took the lid off of the box that was covering his pelvic area–it was his hard dick in a box and a very expensive looking watching was dangling from the tip of his dick.

“What do you think?”

“About the watch or the dick?  I think both are extremely beautiful,” I said as I removed the watch from his dick and softly caressed the tip with my thumb.  He slowly removed his dick from the box and threw it on his nearby couch.

“Let me put it on for you,” he said as he took the watch and stood behind me.  I let him put it on my left wrist as he casually brushed against my backside.  I leaned into him and moaned softly–his thumb tickled the underside of my wrist and I could feel the hardness of him against my butt.

“Thank you so much,” I whispered as I turned around and looked into his beautiful eyes.

“Happy birthday.  Now how much do you like my other present?” he asked teasingly.

“I like it a lot,” I replied as I pressed myself against him and felt his dick rub up against my lower abdomen.  He kissed me hard and feverishly, holding the back of my head with one hand and my butt with the other.  I was certain that this was going to be a birthday night to remember.

3/3/15

Me and Kyle

“Kyle, I have something to tell you,” I said nervously as I twisted my fingers together and hovered near where he was sitting on his living room couch.

“Sit down Nicky, you’re making me so nervous,” Nicky said in response as he inspected his nails.  “I need a new emery board.”  I sat down on the couch beside him, crossed my legs at the ankles, and then promptly uncrossed them.

“I have something to tell you,” I repeated as I looked down at my fingers.

“You said that,” he replied as he stopped examining his nails and looked over at me.  “Spit it out Nicky.”

“IsleptwithTrevor,” I said really fast as I covered my eyes with both hands and sunk my head between my knees.  “He returned from Atlanta a couple of weeks ago and he just showed up at my door.  Derrick had just told me that he didn’t want to be in a relationship and…”

“Shut-up,” Kyle interrupted as he stood up and started for the kitchen.  “I need some wine,” he added wearily as he strolled to the kitchen cabinets and pulled put a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.

“Kyle, I’m so sorry,” I said as I stood up and walked over to him in the kitchen.  Kyle filled his wine glass to the rim and then took a long swallow.

“Nicky, you think I didn’t know?”  His voice was gruff and I felt myself begin to weaken internally, as if everything within me had collapsed and I was nothing but a bag of broken bones and skin.

“Kyle, I’m so sorry,” I whispered.

“Stop!” Kyle said before taking another long swallow of his wine. He turned and smiled at me.  “How do you think that he knew about your new address?  I told him.  He called me a couple of months ago and we’ve been talking.  I think that we’ve truly gotten to a place in which I’ve been able to get past this, which is why I told Trevor that it was ok to try to rekindle things with you?”

“What?”  I shook my head in bewilderment and massaged my temples.

” I told Trevor that it was ok to try to start something with you again,” he said slowly before drinking more wine and then filling his glass again.

“Why?”

“Because you two should be together, you have the potential for something with Trevor that I never did.  Lets not talk about this anymore,” he said calmly.  “Praise Beyonce, tomorrow is your birthday and we are going to have a good damn time this weekend.  Have some wine.”