4/3/15

The Reckoning, Part I

I nervously looked around my living room and fluffed the pillows on my couch as I ran through a checklist in my head.  I’d bought a shit ton of honey whiskey, vodka, wine, and beer.  Tonya and I had gone to the grocery store and we’d bought a ton of chips and other snackables as well as a few cases of even more wine.  The party had to be perfect!  All of my friends were coming over and I was finally going to introduce them to Derrick–the man I’d never imagined I would have.

“Everything good?” Derrick asked as he kissed the back of my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“I think we have everything,” I replied as I rested my head on his left shoulder.  “I know you’re not really that excited about this party, but I can’t have my friends thinking that I’ve made you up,” I said with a grin as Derrick kissed the top of my head and then gently bit my ear.

“I’m definitely real,” he replied as he pulled me tightly against him.  I could feel the outline of his dick pressed against my ass and I quickly became hard.

“My friends are arriving any minute,” I said as I wriggled out of his arms and walked over to the refrigerator to make sure that the vodka was chilling.

“Your friends are bougie as hell.  Who needs to drink this much wine>” He asked as he pointed to a crate of wine sitting next to the couch.

“We drink a lot of wine.  Me, Kyle, and Tonya drink a ton of wine, but some of our other friends could drink us under the table.”

Derrick bit his bottom lip and grinned.  “I would like to do some things to that cute little ass of yours under the table.”

“Whatever!  They should be arriving within the next half hour or so.”  I walked over to Derrick and kissed him softly on the lips.  “We can definitely have a little afterparty of our own.”

4/2/15

Nicky and Tonya

“You really went to Atlanta and had sex with Trevor?”  Tonya asked incredulously as she poured us both glasses of Pinot Grigio.

“I know what you’re thinking Tonya.  I know what you’re thinking, but it didn’t happen like that.”

“How did it happen Nicky?  Did you just fall on his dick?  Did it just slip in?”

“Is the sarcasm needed Tonya?” I asked as she handed me a glass of wine and sat down opposite of me.

“Yes it is.  Remember Derrick?  Remember the boyfriend that you just recently acquired?  You shouldn’t have slept with Trevor,” Tonya said after taking a long sip of wine.

I sighed loudly and rubbed my face with both hands.  “It was supposed to be an official ending and that is what it was.  It was an official ending between Trevor and me.”

“Official ending?  You’re official ending was like three years ago or so when you stopped fucking and he moved to Atlanta.  When you betrayed one of your best friends,” Tonya retorted as she refilled her now empty glass.

“Why do you hate me?”  I groaned and swallowed down my entire glass of wine in two gulps.

Tonya rolled her eyes as she drank her wine.  “I don’t hate you and I’m sure that you know it.  I’m just being real with you.  You know that you going to Atlanta and having a weekend of fun with Trevor was wrong.”

“Yeah, yeah I know that I am a bad person.”

“You’re not a bad person Nicky.  You’re just irresponsible when it comes to things like friendship, sex, or love.”

“I don’t know where that comes from,” I mumbled in reply.

“From being a human being,” Tonya replied quickly as she finished off her glass of wine and poured the last droplets of wine from the bottle into her glass.  “Have you told Kyle any of this?”

“No I have not, and I have no plans of ever telling him.  I still think that its extremely weird that he tried to set me and Trevor up in the first place.  It doesn’t feel right.  It doesn’t feel right at all.”

3/31/15

With Derrick, Part II

He nibbled on each of my butt-cheeks, pulled them apart, and softly blew in between them.  I shivered from pleasure and closed my eyes as I felt his tongue flicker softly between my cheeks.  Derrick began to probe deeper and deeper with his tongue and I wanted him to stay there forever as pleasure riveted throughout my body.  I buried my face in my pillow and stifled a loud moan as Derrick began to tongue fuck me with a ferocity that I’d never experienced.  I could feel the pre-cum on my lower abdomen as Derrick finally came for air.  He squeezed both of my buttcheeks really hard and then reached into the nightstand for a condom.

“Turn over on your back,” he commanded as he rolled on the extra large condom.  He hoisted my legs up until they were nearly level with shoulders and then he slowly entered me as we locked eyes.  I bit my bottom lip and grimaced with pain as Derrick smiled down at me.  He bent down and kissed me softly once he was nearly completely inside of me–I’d never been able to take all of him.

I moaned and gripped his sculpted ass as he slowly began to flex his hips.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his head close to mine until we were nose to nose.  Small droplets of sweat formed on his forehead as he began to fuck me harder and harder, I licked them and kissed the bridge of his nose as I felt the bed rock slightly.

Derrick bit my bottom lip hard and I shuddered as I felt an intense tingle course through my dick.  I came and he came, we came at the same time as he kissed me brutally on the lips.  I wrapped my arms around his neck even tighter until it was if we were melded together.

“I fucking love you,” he whispered as he rolled over onto his side and pulled me into a cuddle.  The warmth of his body and the soft whirs of his ceiling fan lulled me to sleep as thoughts of Derrick, the party, and our future fleeted in and out of my mind.

3/31/15

With Derrick, Part I

Derrick kissed me softly and cupped my behind with both hands.  “Do I really have to go to this party?”

“Of course, I want all of my friends to meet you on Friday.  We’re together and I want to celebrate that,” I replied.  Derrick chuckled and kissed me again as he pressed me against his body–I could feel the thickness of his dick pressing against my thigh. Derrick groaned  as I caressed his dick.

I slowly unbuckled his belt as he kissed me deeply and then pulled down his jeans.  Derrick was wearing white jockeys and his dick was so hard that I thought it could rip the fabric of his underwear.  I continued to massage his dick  as he kissed me harder and massaged my ass with both hands.  I pulled away and pulled down his jockeys–his dick popped out andI paused to admire it before taking the whole of the silky smooth goodness of him into my mouth.

Derrick held the back of my head as my mouth traveled as close to base of his dick as I could; he held my head my head there and I could feel him at the back of my throat.  I gagged and he groaned as I massaged my own with my left hand and caressed his balls with my right.  I removed my mouth and Derrick bent down and kissed me.

“I missed you this weekend.  I’m going to fuck you silly.”

3/29/15

Ramifications

The weekend was a blaze of sex and emotion–I vacillated between wanting to stay in Trevor’s Buckhead condo for the remainder of my days and returning to Chicago to be with my boyfriend.  My boyfriend.  I’d hardly thought of Derrick those two days in Atlanta but thoughts of him and what I’d just done came flooding back to me as I boarded my flight back to O’hare.  I’d put a permanent cap on my “relationship” with Trevor but I’d betrayed Derrick in the process.  My only consolation was that Derrick didn’t have to know about what had happened with Trevor.

The upcoming party that I’m planning to introduce Derrick to all of my friends and to celebrate our relationship will be the official start of what we have together.  I will introduce that incredibly gorgeous man to all of my friends, giddy on wine and love.  And when the night has ended he will make love to me in my bedroom and we can begin to truly be everything that I’d ever dreamed of.

3/27/15

Trevor’s Place, Part II

He kissed me squarely on the lips and I found myself shivering despite the warmth of his condo.  I arched my neck and he kissed my throat several times as he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tightly–we both sighed and I felt as if I could just melt.  What was I doing?  I pulled away from him and stumbled over to his couch.

“I have a boyfriend,” I whispered to Trevor as he sat down beside me.

“Then why did you come to Atlanta?”

“To finish things between us.”

“And that necessitated me flying you out to Atlanta for the weekend?”

“No, but …”  Trevor kissed me before I could finish my sentence and pushed me back onto the couch so that he was laying on top of me.

“Your boyfriend doesn’t have to know,” he whispered as he bit my ear and unbuttoned his belt buckle with his free hand.  I wiggled out of my own jeans as he puled his down to his knees and took a condom out of a nearby stand.  I closed my eyes and sighed as I listened to him rip it open with his teeth.

He entered me with such force that I gasped as he thrust and held my legs in the air with both of his hands.  I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning too loudly. I stroked my dick with my left hand as Trevor looked down at me and smiled–his gorgeousness was an assault to the senses every time that I looked at him.

I felt that familiar warm tingling sensation and I pulled up my shirt and then came all over my lower abdomen.  Trevor thrust faster and faster as he closed his eyes and licked his lips  And then he came with an explosive shudder as he kissed me on the lips and then rested his head on my left shoulder–he was still inside of me and I sort of wished that he could stay there forever.

3/27/15

Trevor’s Place

Trevor’s tenth floor Buckhead condo was spacious and very well decorated–it was much nicer than the place that he’d had with Kyle in Chicago.

“I’m glad you came,” he whispered as he took my jacket and hung it up in a closet right next to the entrance.  “I almost thought that you wouldn’t,” he added.

I rubbed my hands together and stared out of the large living room windows that overlooked Peachtree Street.  “I thought it was important that I come, ya know.  For closure,” I added as Trevor beckoned me to follow him in the living room area.  I sunk into his large off-white couch–letting the tensions of the two hour flight melt from my body.  I hated flights.

Trevor stood behind the couch and I soon felt his strong hands kneading the tension out of my shoulders.  “I want you to relax while you’re here,” he said as he bent down and softly bit and then kissed it lightly.  “Welcome home.”

3/25/15

A Late Night Phone Call

Trevor called me yesterday–his voice was as smooth as silk and it dripped with honey.

“Trevor, I haven’t really been expecting a call from you,” I said as I laid back on my bed and stared up at the ceiling.

“I missed you,” he replied in a low voice.

“You just saw me a few weeks ago.”

“That doesn’t mean that I haven’t missed you.  I think of you and that tight little ass of yours all of the time.”

“Trevor Okeke, really?”  I could imagine him grinning and I could hear the smile in his voice.

“Yeah, I think of kissing you on your lips, on the nape of your neck, the small of your back, and then that tight little hole of yours,” he replied in a silky voice.

“You are so dirty. You are so incredibly dirty,” I whispered back as I thought of his taut swimmer’s body–toned from years of swimming and playing soccer.  Should I tell him that all I could think of were his rippling abs, that small waist, and his v-line?  Should I tell him that I sometimes thought of licking the shaft of his dick?  Should I tell him that I sometimes thought of what it would be like to have him inside of me forever?

“Trevor, I’m in a relationship with Derrick now.  We’re together.”

“So?”

“I can’t do this with you anymore.  What happened when you were in Chicago can’t happen again.  I really like Derrick.”

“Look, I want you to come to visit me in Atlanta this weekend.”

“Are you serious?”

“I’m completely serious.    I want you to come and visit me in Atlanta this weekend.  I think that we can wrap things up that way, ya know?  I’ll buy your ticket.”  My mind was racing a mile a minute–my tongue was thick in my mouth and I could barely think of what to say.

“What am I going to tell Derrick?”

“Tell him that you’re going to visit your parents for the weekend.  Tell him that you have some type of teacher’s convention.  It doesn’t really matter Nicky.”

“You buy the ticket.  I’ll be there this weekend,” I whispered.

3/20/15

Dinner with Tonya and Kyle

“So we are finally going to meet the elusive Derrick,” Tonya declared as she took a long sip of her Chardonnay.

“Its taken a damn long time,” Kyle added as he stared down at his chef salad.

“Well, we’ve finally made it into something official and I just thought it was about time that you guys met him.”

“It’ll finally be good to put a face to the name.  The only thing that we know is that he is a veritable sex god,” Kyle said before taking a long swallow of his own wine.

“He can do magnificent things with that tongue of his.  Thats the only that I really know about him,” Tonya said with a smile in her voice.  “Damn, they put so little wine in these damn glasses.  I’ve only taken like two sips and it s already half gone,” she complained.  Kyle rolled his eyes at her as he drank his own wine.

“You are such a drunk Tonya,” Kyle said in a snarky voice after he’d put his glass down.

“Bitch, you drink the same amount of wine as me.  Hell, you drink more wine than me and the other day I caught you downing my honey whiskey,” Tonya snarked back.

“Honey whiskey is good as hell,” Kyle responded.

“I know, right?” Tonya whispered in return as she ate a spoonful of mashed potatoes.

“So besides doing amazing things to your ass,what else does this wonder man do?” Tonya asked me as I shoved green beans in my mouth.

“He is a financial analyst or something, as I’ve told you, and he runs a really successful scouting blog.”

“So he has money,” Kyle whispered in a very sly voice.

“You are such a golddigger,” Tonya said before finishing her wine.

“Yep, yep, yep, yep,” Kyle replied loudly.  “Bartending is no longer cutting it.”

“I can’t wait for you guys to meet him.  I thought that I’d throw a little party and that I’d invite Victor, Trish, and Guy.”

“You’re inviting Guy?  He is such a slut–I saw him getting fucked in a back alley in Boystown one day by some ugly guy.  The worst part is that the guy was ugly.  If I’m getting fucked in a back alley then he better look like my favorite porn star,” Kyle ranted as I rolled my eyes and Tonya waved down the waitress so that she could order more wine.

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.