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These boys and their flu shots. I know why they make such a big deal about it, but do you know how it is to go through your entire life and not be able to have the stupid shot? I probably should have said something about it, but that never crossed my mind. Never does when you have lived your life without something. It sucks because I'm allergic to something they have in those shots, and so I've never been able to have them. Because of this, we have times like right now.
I'm not as sick as I was, but whatever this strain is, it's a nasty one. Never lost my voice, but the sore throat was more than enough to make sure I wasn't going to be talking much. I'm still not really, but you know how I am. That's okay, my great little busy bees are constantly buzzing around and making sure that I'm dinking sixteen gallons of water a day and so on and so forth. Alright, you know I'm kidding, but I'm being well taken care of, so no worries there.
As for those three days that we all but disappeared, it was a good experience, one that I think both Linds and I needed really badly. We both needed to understand each other, and I think we moved by leaps and bounds. Yes, we talked. We talked a lot, about a lot of different things. Different worries and concerns, things going on and things that could happen. And then? And then we loved.
After that first little episode where Linds freaked on me, it's always been the lead thought in my mind that there should be no such thing as a 'fuck' when we're talking about sex. My own ideals have changed in that aspect, and it almost seems dirty when you're with someone who has walked the road that he has. It's about love, it's about caring. Not to say we don't get rough...Can I even explain this so you'll all understand? It's like it's all clear and defined in my head, but putting it into words just doesn't work it seems. I guess it's easier just to say that no matter what I do, I want him to feel loved.
If you can imagine three days of that theory, both souls in total bliss, reaching and straining to become one with the other. You haven't lived until you only have one thing to worry about, that being your partner's pleasure. Like I said, we talked, we had to. I know I'm not an easy person, and it would seem that everyone else knows that as well, but I'm fighting just as hard for this as anyone else is, even though I know we'll have our time's where things just will not work out to plan.
But even then, just as he is now while I'm sitting here typing away, that ache just gets too much and something has to be done. That first night, as I leaned over his prone form, kissing him, worshipping his body, I saw more to life than ever could be explained to me. Maybe I just didn't realize it until then, but it wasn't about me anymore, it was about he and I together. And the look in his eyes as I slowly pushed into him, sliding my soul into his, I'll never forget it. I could never explain it either.
I held him tightly, thrusting slowly, long and deep until I had him writhing and whimpering under me, nearly begging for the end to come washing over him. It felt good to indulge for that first time in a long time, to wrap my fingers around him and bring him screaming to orgasm with me following not far behind. It felt good to lie next to him, coated in a mixture of our sweat and the entire room smelling of his essence and sex for three whole blessed days. Now you tell me, who is the lucky man?
He's reading over my shoulder again. I get the feeling that he likes doing that, but there seems to be something poking at me, so perhaps I should go take care of my...horny little puppy. Oh yes, speaking of puppies...Linds, when I'm totally up for this, we're going for a roadtrip, just me and you. No, we're not getting the horse you think you want, but I think Hey Dog needs some company other than my lazy butt when I'm home. How does that sound?
Okay, yes, going now. Darren, mate, you're a strong soul, and I hope that this stuff lets you go soon. No fun seeing you this sick.
I'm not as sick as I was, but whatever this strain is, it's a nasty one. Never lost my voice, but the sore throat was more than enough to make sure I wasn't going to be talking much. I'm still not really, but you know how I am. That's okay, my great little busy bees are constantly buzzing around and making sure that I'm dinking sixteen gallons of water a day and so on and so forth. Alright, you know I'm kidding, but I'm being well taken care of, so no worries there.
As for those three days that we all but disappeared, it was a good experience, one that I think both Linds and I needed really badly. We both needed to understand each other, and I think we moved by leaps and bounds. Yes, we talked. We talked a lot, about a lot of different things. Different worries and concerns, things going on and things that could happen. And then? And then we loved.
After that first little episode where Linds freaked on me, it's always been the lead thought in my mind that there should be no such thing as a 'fuck' when we're talking about sex. My own ideals have changed in that aspect, and it almost seems dirty when you're with someone who has walked the road that he has. It's about love, it's about caring. Not to say we don't get rough...Can I even explain this so you'll all understand? It's like it's all clear and defined in my head, but putting it into words just doesn't work it seems. I guess it's easier just to say that no matter what I do, I want him to feel loved.
If you can imagine three days of that theory, both souls in total bliss, reaching and straining to become one with the other. You haven't lived until you only have one thing to worry about, that being your partner's pleasure. Like I said, we talked, we had to. I know I'm not an easy person, and it would seem that everyone else knows that as well, but I'm fighting just as hard for this as anyone else is, even though I know we'll have our time's where things just will not work out to plan.
But even then, just as he is now while I'm sitting here typing away, that ache just gets too much and something has to be done. That first night, as I leaned over his prone form, kissing him, worshipping his body, I saw more to life than ever could be explained to me. Maybe I just didn't realize it until then, but it wasn't about me anymore, it was about he and I together. And the look in his eyes as I slowly pushed into him, sliding my soul into his, I'll never forget it. I could never explain it either.
I held him tightly, thrusting slowly, long and deep until I had him writhing and whimpering under me, nearly begging for the end to come washing over him. It felt good to indulge for that first time in a long time, to wrap my fingers around him and bring him screaming to orgasm with me following not far behind. It felt good to lie next to him, coated in a mixture of our sweat and the entire room smelling of his essence and sex for three whole blessed days. Now you tell me, who is the lucky man?
He's reading over my shoulder again. I get the feeling that he likes doing that, but there seems to be something poking at me, so perhaps I should go take care of my...horny little puppy. Oh yes, speaking of puppies...Linds, when I'm totally up for this, we're going for a roadtrip, just me and you. No, we're not getting the horse you think you want, but I think Hey Dog needs some company other than my lazy butt when I'm home. How does that sound?
Okay, yes, going now. Darren, mate, you're a strong soul, and I hope that this stuff lets you go soon. No fun seeing you this sick.