I always knew I'd meet a homophobe. I had been preparing for it mentally on how I'll react to his irrational views. However no matter how hard you try to prepare yourself, it will always be the worst encounter ever.
I am basically discrete. I am gay and proud of it but I am not out to anyone; not even my family. I have a boyfriend whom I love to bits; and am only out to him and his friends who are also gay.
Prince Charming had gone for one of those long trips that take him away for more than three-weeks and I was bored out of my mind on what to do. On that fateful day I decided to go with some of my friends and their acquaintances for some drinks and socializing.
We left around 9pm and the cool Nairobi weather welcomed us gratefully. I was somewhat forlorn because I had accepted to come to this gathering out of guilt rather than pleasurable acceptance. And I desperately missed my man.
We reached the club and got some decent seats and pretty soon drinks were been served. I usually drink wine if I am drinking at all but in the club we were served Tusker Malt and I had grudgingly took my drink. Conversation started flowing and pretty soon we were discussing topics freely.
The conversation suddenly veered into the much discussed yet mostly mis-understood Audrey Mbugua. With this a pandora's box was opened. The conversation took a rather homophobic tone and the young lady was thrashed and blatantly slandered.
I couldn't control myself and decided to plunge head-on to the topic at hand. I opined that since she was a legal adult she was entitled to whatever she deemed that was right by her. All hell broke loose at that opinion. My friend (who I now deem an ex-friend) grabbed my hand and bellowed that was Un-African. I looked at him and told him in a sharp tone that Christianity was also Un-African since it came through the White man.
In one swift reaction I was labelled a "Kuchu" lover and defender. If they thought it was offending me I found it how proud of that name I was at that moment. I calmly told the gathering of homophobes that in this day and age, individual rights trumped what society deemed right. They bellowed their half-arsed opinions on how homosexuality is not allowed in Africa. I smiled to myself with that opinion, before them sat a homosexual and they couldn't still put two plus two together. I felt immense regret in coming with them at that particular moment more than anything. One of my friend's acquaintances at that moment stood up while looking fiercely at me, he was obviously inebriated before removing his dick out in public while bellowing "suck my dick, kuchu lover"
Now that I took offense, I stood up so fast knocking the table and some bottles fell down. Looking squarely at his eyes and daring him to taunt me again. My friend saw the situation was spiraling out of control and managed to get his friend to sit down. I was still standing looking at him, my heart was pumping so fast and I was ready to get in the fight. Here was a guy, so dark in color and so out of shape that I basically found him to be disgusting brandishing his dick in front of me. I am kuchu yes but not any kuchu and won't take any shit from anyone.
I decided to walk away, my friend was calling after me. He caught me by the hand and I turned to face him. I glared at him and he let go. I signaled to the nearest cab, got in and left the club.
Half an hour later, the taxi was at our estate's door, I quickly paid him and got out. I was still fuming from the incident, anger had overcome me and overtaken me. I entered the house quietly and got into the shower, I couldn't control it anymore and tears flowed. Tears of pain. I have never cried out of anger like I did on that day and from that day I promised myself I wouldn't take any shit for who I was. The worst part was the humiliation I had been put through and I was overcome again. How badly I wanted to hit that ugly asshole.
I got into bed and stared at the dark ceiling, before long the warm embrace of sleep was over-taking me. It was the best feeling after what I just got through.
Saturday, 22 June 2013
Saturday, 8 June 2013
First Trip with Le Boyfriend (Pt2)
Trips used to be a boring affair. I hated them and avoided them at all costs. I loathed the tiring experience and the journey itself. Well that was until my very own sweet boyfriend; Prince Charming took me to one.
We have been in the coastal town of Mombasa for four days so far. In those four days we've made love or fucked like bunnies quite a lot. I sunbathed in the glorious coastal sun, read a book by the beach, played in the ocean with my boyfriend. In short this trip had me enjoying it thoroughly.
On the 4th night we were in Mombasa we were invited to a beach party been hosted by some dudes we met in the hotel. By sundown bonfires had been lit and salted meat was to be roasted, in no time a sweet aroma wafted through the beach and pangs of hunger started hitting me. Prince Charming was in the thick of the cooking, I caught his eye once and got my smile. I joined in helping them set the table and pretty soon the meat was been devoured.
After we ate and cleared up the place, the guys started drinking. I was in no mood to drink and wanted to take a walk in the quiet beach. Prince Charming had understood my intention and he followed me. We started walking along the beach holding hands, It was so liberating to know we could do that by the sea at night. Prince Charming pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss, a rather passionate one.
I was mesmerized by the kiss and wanted more. We had covered a great deal of distance between us and the partying crowd, they hardly could be seen. I put my hands behind him and kissed him, passion over-took us. We slowly undressed without breaking the kiss. We were both naked soon enough, I went on my knees and started giving him the blowjob he liked. He was moaning loudly and I was half-afraid we'll be found. I sucked on him passionately, his musky smell filled my nostrils and I was in Nirvana.
He gently motioned for me to stop, I rose and we started kissing again. We slowly descended until I could feel the sand on my back, then it hit me. I was actually having sex outdoors. The warm breeze was now blowing from the ocean and still couldn't cool the fire that was me and my boyfriend. He lubed me and his dick up with his spit and I felt the familiar sensation of pressure, I was used to it now and he was balls deep inside me in his first stroke. We were locked in an animalistic passion, we both wanted more of each other. He was long-stroking me and brushing my prostate, I was leaking pre-cum and moaning while my lips were locked with his. I could feel we were both almost climaxing, he was moaning in a low voice. The moment wasn't far away now, the movement of his chest was rubbing my already sensitive cock.
At that moment an almighty wave of ocean water rushed to out fucking place, we hadn't budged. I felt he was tensing and so was I, we both howled pleasurable moans as we climaxed. The water was receding, Prince Charming got up his dicked popped out of my cunt. I quickly stood up too and we both entered the ocean water stark naked. We played in the warm water for quite sometime before we decided to head to the hotel room. Up to that point I had never felt that satisfied; both physically and mentally.
The next morning we got up pretty early and decided to go for a swim in the deserted ocean, we played around until the sun had fully risen. It was our final day in Mombasa and we were taking the night flight to Nairobi. After breakfast we decided to go sight-seeing and some shopping, I was enchanted by the magical atmosphere of Mombasa and spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon buying souvenirs. Prince Charming on the other hand had seen enough of what I had called Souvenirs and patiently led me back to the hotel. We had a late lunch and I wanted to get some sleep before the flight.
I was so sweaty when I entered the room, Prince Charming was undressing and heading for the showers. I undressed and followed him, taking a shower with him was an absolute delight. Perhaps only second to taking a bath with him. He literally washed me while I tried to copy what he was doing, he lathered me up and the glorious sensation i felt when his fingers touched me. Every inch of my body was scrubbed, he finally reached his possesion; My boy-cunt. His fingers circled it while he looked tenderly at me. He asked if it hurt. I smiled and told him no. We rinsed ourselves and dried up, The air-condition was on and I didn't want to hassle myself with clothes. I entered the bed naked, he chuckled and followed suit.
I was glad I had come to Mombasa with him, we hardly could stay away from each other. Pretty soon we were kissing passionately under the light covers of the bed. In my mind I remembered how lucky I was, I had 5 glorious days with him, we made love many times. We chatted into the wee hours of the night and then we fucked again. I felt his tongue on my cunt, I shuddered with intense pleasure. He had become to me indispensable and gave me so much happiness, I moaned again as I felt his warm breath in my cunt. I was physically writhing with pleasure he was giving me and mentally remembering this great trip. He was now on top of me, my legs had given way and were locking us together. He positioned his love-machine and I felt the pleasurable entry. We both were moaning, I was deliberately contracting my anal muscles to give him more pleasure. He moaned louder while he nibbled on my neck. He was the happiness I was searching for, he was the guy that completed me and he was the guy who was fucking me now.
I pulled him forward and we started kissing, I was pleasuring him too greatly. Animalistic pleasure overtook us and we were one unit, whose moans were louder than anything nearby. His dick tensed and his hand grabbed my dick and started to furiously jack me off. We climaxed at the same time, I could feel him filling me up. My cum was spread between our chest. We were kissing hard and I didn't wanna let go. His soon limp dick popped out, I felt empty. We were still in the same position and fell asleep.
I rose a few minutes past 6 in the evening, our flight was at 9.30pm so we still had plenty of time. I decided to wake him up in a grand fashion by giving him a blow-job. He was awake in a matter of seconds and hard in an instant. We joined once again into a union and made love again to what will possibly be our hundredth time in our five day stay.
We showered quickly and took some dinner before deciding to head to the airport. The journey back home had started and I felt like an imprisoned man again. I was in a sombre mood and Prince Charming noticed, he took hold of my hand and gave me a squeeze. I looked at his face before he mouthed "This is just the beginning, babe".
We landed in Nairobi half past ten at night, we quickly cleared the process and soon enough we were in his car heading home. The journey couldn't have been any faster, I saw the entrance to my estate where he had stopped. I was sad an incredible holiday had ended, I looked at his smiley face and threw caution to the wind and kissed him. "Goodbye babe," I said and he mumbled a goodbye.
I got out of the car and walked through the imposing estate gates. Our house gate was open, I quickly got in and headed to my room. My phone was vibrating, I took it out and it was him. He wanted me to keep him company while he drove. I was happy to do so, I laid in my bed talking to him. We talked and talked while I reminisced of the incredible trip I had with him. I could feel him with me. He had reached home and we were still talking. I lost track of the hours and I don't know who between us fell asleep first while we were still on the phone.
We have been in the coastal town of Mombasa for four days so far. In those four days we've made love or fucked like bunnies quite a lot. I sunbathed in the glorious coastal sun, read a book by the beach, played in the ocean with my boyfriend. In short this trip had me enjoying it thoroughly.
On the 4th night we were in Mombasa we were invited to a beach party been hosted by some dudes we met in the hotel. By sundown bonfires had been lit and salted meat was to be roasted, in no time a sweet aroma wafted through the beach and pangs of hunger started hitting me. Prince Charming was in the thick of the cooking, I caught his eye once and got my smile. I joined in helping them set the table and pretty soon the meat was been devoured.
After we ate and cleared up the place, the guys started drinking. I was in no mood to drink and wanted to take a walk in the quiet beach. Prince Charming had understood my intention and he followed me. We started walking along the beach holding hands, It was so liberating to know we could do that by the sea at night. Prince Charming pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss, a rather passionate one.
I was mesmerized by the kiss and wanted more. We had covered a great deal of distance between us and the partying crowd, they hardly could be seen. I put my hands behind him and kissed him, passion over-took us. We slowly undressed without breaking the kiss. We were both naked soon enough, I went on my knees and started giving him the blowjob he liked. He was moaning loudly and I was half-afraid we'll be found. I sucked on him passionately, his musky smell filled my nostrils and I was in Nirvana.
He gently motioned for me to stop, I rose and we started kissing again. We slowly descended until I could feel the sand on my back, then it hit me. I was actually having sex outdoors. The warm breeze was now blowing from the ocean and still couldn't cool the fire that was me and my boyfriend. He lubed me and his dick up with his spit and I felt the familiar sensation of pressure, I was used to it now and he was balls deep inside me in his first stroke. We were locked in an animalistic passion, we both wanted more of each other. He was long-stroking me and brushing my prostate, I was leaking pre-cum and moaning while my lips were locked with his. I could feel we were both almost climaxing, he was moaning in a low voice. The moment wasn't far away now, the movement of his chest was rubbing my already sensitive cock.
At that moment an almighty wave of ocean water rushed to out fucking place, we hadn't budged. I felt he was tensing and so was I, we both howled pleasurable moans as we climaxed. The water was receding, Prince Charming got up his dicked popped out of my cunt. I quickly stood up too and we both entered the ocean water stark naked. We played in the warm water for quite sometime before we decided to head to the hotel room. Up to that point I had never felt that satisfied; both physically and mentally.
The next morning we got up pretty early and decided to go for a swim in the deserted ocean, we played around until the sun had fully risen. It was our final day in Mombasa and we were taking the night flight to Nairobi. After breakfast we decided to go sight-seeing and some shopping, I was enchanted by the magical atmosphere of Mombasa and spent the better part of the morning and early afternoon buying souvenirs. Prince Charming on the other hand had seen enough of what I had called Souvenirs and patiently led me back to the hotel. We had a late lunch and I wanted to get some sleep before the flight.
I was so sweaty when I entered the room, Prince Charming was undressing and heading for the showers. I undressed and followed him, taking a shower with him was an absolute delight. Perhaps only second to taking a bath with him. He literally washed me while I tried to copy what he was doing, he lathered me up and the glorious sensation i felt when his fingers touched me. Every inch of my body was scrubbed, he finally reached his possesion; My boy-cunt. His fingers circled it while he looked tenderly at me. He asked if it hurt. I smiled and told him no. We rinsed ourselves and dried up, The air-condition was on and I didn't want to hassle myself with clothes. I entered the bed naked, he chuckled and followed suit.
I was glad I had come to Mombasa with him, we hardly could stay away from each other. Pretty soon we were kissing passionately under the light covers of the bed. In my mind I remembered how lucky I was, I had 5 glorious days with him, we made love many times. We chatted into the wee hours of the night and then we fucked again. I felt his tongue on my cunt, I shuddered with intense pleasure. He had become to me indispensable and gave me so much happiness, I moaned again as I felt his warm breath in my cunt. I was physically writhing with pleasure he was giving me and mentally remembering this great trip. He was now on top of me, my legs had given way and were locking us together. He positioned his love-machine and I felt the pleasurable entry. We both were moaning, I was deliberately contracting my anal muscles to give him more pleasure. He moaned louder while he nibbled on my neck. He was the happiness I was searching for, he was the guy that completed me and he was the guy who was fucking me now.
I pulled him forward and we started kissing, I was pleasuring him too greatly. Animalistic pleasure overtook us and we were one unit, whose moans were louder than anything nearby. His dick tensed and his hand grabbed my dick and started to furiously jack me off. We climaxed at the same time, I could feel him filling me up. My cum was spread between our chest. We were kissing hard and I didn't wanna let go. His soon limp dick popped out, I felt empty. We were still in the same position and fell asleep.
I rose a few minutes past 6 in the evening, our flight was at 9.30pm so we still had plenty of time. I decided to wake him up in a grand fashion by giving him a blow-job. He was awake in a matter of seconds and hard in an instant. We joined once again into a union and made love again to what will possibly be our hundredth time in our five day stay.
We showered quickly and took some dinner before deciding to head to the airport. The journey back home had started and I felt like an imprisoned man again. I was in a sombre mood and Prince Charming noticed, he took hold of my hand and gave me a squeeze. I looked at his face before he mouthed "This is just the beginning, babe".
We landed in Nairobi half past ten at night, we quickly cleared the process and soon enough we were in his car heading home. The journey couldn't have been any faster, I saw the entrance to my estate where he had stopped. I was sad an incredible holiday had ended, I looked at his smiley face and threw caution to the wind and kissed him. "Goodbye babe," I said and he mumbled a goodbye.
I got out of the car and walked through the imposing estate gates. Our house gate was open, I quickly got in and headed to my room. My phone was vibrating, I took it out and it was him. He wanted me to keep him company while he drove. I was happy to do so, I laid in my bed talking to him. We talked and talked while I reminisced of the incredible trip I had with him. I could feel him with me. He had reached home and we were still talking. I lost track of the hours and I don't know who between us fell asleep first while we were still on the phone.
Saturday, 1 June 2013
First Trip with Le Boyfriend (Pt1)
I have been looking forward to the last week of May with great excitement. I was going to get my first annual leave of ten working days and I was thoroughly excited about it.
To be honest I usually never used to care much for my annual leave, in fact I hardly used them at all. According to my records in Human Resource I used 5 of my 42 days leave last year.
Then someone came waltzing into my life. Prince Charming to be exact and this time I was planning to use my leave to spend it with him. As my leave approached I could feel the excitement in my body, I had filled the Leave Application form and took it to HR department. Judith our Human Resource manager was amazed and surprised, she couldn't believe I was finally taking a long leave from work. My application was duly granted and I officially had ten working days off (15 if u added the weekends and one holiday in between).
The journey going home seemed to be the longest ever, well anyone who uses Mbagathi Road during peak hours can attest to its craziness during rush hour. I finally reached home around 7.30pm and took a shower. Dinner was a dull affair and the 9pm news even more duller at least to me. I couldn't bear to watch thugs masquerading as our Honorable MPs and went to bed.
As soon as I laid down in my comfortable bed my phone rang, I saw the name on the screen and I broke into what could be my first smile since I entered home. My sweet boyfriend was calling me, I answered and heard his sexy baritone voice. He was finally back home in Nairobi from his trip, I was basically giggling while he told me about his journey (He is a Pilot, actually a co-pilot) and I was thoroughly into his story.
Our conversation went on for what seemed like hours and hours, I had told him about my leave and by coincidence he had the same time period off too. I wanted to desperately break the monotony of staying at home and spend time with him, then he suggested that we take a trip to Kenya's coast. I loved the idea and jumped on it immediately, though I needed to clear with my folks. I told him I was positive about the idea and we agreed we should do it. A few more minutes of chatting with him and he bade me goodnight.
Armed with great energy I woke up from my bed and hurriedly went downstairs where my dad was keenly watching the news. I excused myself and told him that I would be going to a conference in Mombasa. My dad gave me an assuring look and nodded. That's all I wanted. I immediately texted Prince Charming that I got the green light and went back to my comfortable bed.
I rose early the next morning and started packing a few clothes in my bag, my younger siblings were getting ready for school and I joined them for breakfast. My mum who is naturally inquisitive asked about this last minute conference but I waded her off easily with the fact that I was chosen by the company to attend. Prince Charming hadn't replied to my text and I was getting nervous, I was pulling a fast one under my parents and I didn't want it to backfire. I decided to call him, it was 7am on a glorious Wednesday morning and I was on the phone to get hold of my boyfriend.
After a few rings a groggy voice answered, he was still asleep. I told him that I had gotten the green light and what he told me confirmed why I loved him. He had booked two seats on a flight departing at 11am and he was too sleepy before he could inform me. All my nervousness had disappeared and I was chirping like a morning bird. He told me he would pick me up around 9.30pm and I should be ready by then. Now I could face my parents head-on, this trip was really going to happen.
I decided to finish my packing and get myself ready, I was done by 8am and Prince Charming would be coming in over an hour's time. I decided to kill time watching TV. Whoever scripts Kenya's morning shows seriously needs to be fired, I have never gotten that bored and soon enough I was watching CNN.
Time usually moves fast when you are doing something, on that day I could have sworn that time had stopped all together. After what seemed like the longest wait I have ever done it was half-past nine in the morning. I quietly went and gathered my bag, on the way I met my dad who was getting ready to go to work. He gave me some cash and told me to look out for myself, I took my bag and went to the kitchen and bade my mum goodbye.
My dad left for work and I was about to walk out of the house when my phone rang. Prince Charming was waiting outside, I immediately hurried out of the house and met him. Prince Charming usually picked me up at night and today seeing him early in the morning dressed in his three-quarter pants and white T-shirt, I just wanted to kiss him there and then. I got in the car and we shook hands where he gently pressed mine, I knew he wanted to kiss me too. We drove off heading towards the airport.
We reached JKIA around ten in the morning, as a pilot he had a place he could park his car and we immediately made way to the counter. We got our boarding passes and made through immigration and by half past ten we were boarding the flight to out first trip as a couple. My heart was thumping in my chest unable to believe whether I was dreaming or not I looked at him and he smiled his sweet smile and I could feel relief all over.
We took our seats in the airplane, he had booked window seats. He sat by the window while I sat on the seat next to it. The plane was not that full, for a plane that carried up to 200 passengers, less than 50 were taking this flight. Soon enough we were taxing out of the parking and a few minutes later we were airborne. This flight according to me represented my flight to freedom and I was glad it was happening. Prince Charming got a blanket under the seat, I followed suit and covered myself. In reality we were holding hands under the blanket and I was glad that I was holding onto him.
Less than an hour we were landing in the great city of Mombasa, we disembarked the plane quickly and made our way out of the airport. Prince Charming called up a taxi and we joined the flowing traffic of Mombasa. Prince Charming wanted to take me to a Hotel that was on the Northern Coast, I didn't question as this was my first time ever going to Mombasa.
Half an hour later we made it. The Hotel, Prince Charming chose was a good one. It looked classy and elegant and even had a good section of the beach as private. Well if you consider the fact that 1km of the beach had been cordoned off to this hotel. Prince Charming checked us in, I was rather apprehensive about the idea of two guys checking in together but the staff seemed to know him. We were led to our room by one staff member and it was an ocean-front view room that had great opulence about it. I tipped the staff member and he left and started admiring the room. It had a king-sized bed that looked appealing but I was more interested in the view. I opened the balcony door and let in the hot humid coastal weather, The ocean looked blue as the sky. He stood beside me surveying the beautiful scenery, I looked at him and I thanked him for the holiday. He smiled again and all personal control left me, I kissed him.
We entered the room closing the balcony door, I jumped on him and we resumed kissing. Passion and desire had over-taken us, we were stripping each other and in a matter of seconds we were both stark-naked. I had missed him when he left for two weeks and to show how I missed him, I had his dick in my mouth. He moaned softly while his hands were on my head. I was sucking that glorious dick like it was my oxygen. Fast and furious couldn't have described it.
He carried me to bed and separated my legs, I felt his warm breath on my boy-cunt, his tongue touched base. Sensation after sweet sensation followed, I was in Nirvana. I moaned softly while clutching the bedsheets. He got up from rimming me and started kissing me, we were locked in a passionate french kissing. Our dicks were trapped between our bodies, I terribly missed our love-making during the previous two weeks. He raised my legs, lubed me up and himself, I could feel the cold sensation and pretty soon I felt the all too familiar pressure and with a low popping sound we were united as one.
The one reason why I love to be a bottom is the sensation of been filled by a dick. Prince Charming surely filled me up and I loved it. His slow long strokes were driving me mad with pleasure, I could feel the blood that was rushing in my head. We were tied in a missionary position, my legs had his body in a bind and he sweetly kept up the pressure and pleasure. I could feel he was about to cum, he was furiously kissing me whilst he pumped it into me. I started contracting my anal muscles while he moaned in pleasure, pretty soon he was emptying his seeds in my bowels. I hadn't cummed yet, I wanted to cum while his dick was in my boy-cunt. He started sucking me, I could feel his mouth sucking me sensually, I lost all control. My moaning became short and sharp, I couldn't hold it any longer. I started shooting my cum, volley after volley inside Prince Charming's mouth. I was screaming from the pleasure, Prince Charming gave me one more last suck and he started kissing me.
I could taste my own cum, his limp dick popped out, his cum started oozing out of my cunt. This was Nirvana, we were in the same position kissing. Nobody wanted to let go, I told him how much I loved him. He looked at me tenderly and replied all this trip was for you babe. A tender moment of holding each other followed.
Half an hour of small, tender talk was followed by taking a bath together. We had recovered our energy and the bath became a lustrous affair, we made love again while taking bath and washed each other up. I had been yearning for him for sometime and now I had him I felt content. Two hours after our initial check-in we got of our room to start exploring our holiday place.
I never felt any more free than I felt than on my first day in Mombasa besides my boyfriend.
To be honest I usually never used to care much for my annual leave, in fact I hardly used them at all. According to my records in Human Resource I used 5 of my 42 days leave last year.
Then someone came waltzing into my life. Prince Charming to be exact and this time I was planning to use my leave to spend it with him. As my leave approached I could feel the excitement in my body, I had filled the Leave Application form and took it to HR department. Judith our Human Resource manager was amazed and surprised, she couldn't believe I was finally taking a long leave from work. My application was duly granted and I officially had ten working days off (15 if u added the weekends and one holiday in between).
The journey going home seemed to be the longest ever, well anyone who uses Mbagathi Road during peak hours can attest to its craziness during rush hour. I finally reached home around 7.30pm and took a shower. Dinner was a dull affair and the 9pm news even more duller at least to me. I couldn't bear to watch thugs masquerading as our Honorable MPs and went to bed.
As soon as I laid down in my comfortable bed my phone rang, I saw the name on the screen and I broke into what could be my first smile since I entered home. My sweet boyfriend was calling me, I answered and heard his sexy baritone voice. He was finally back home in Nairobi from his trip, I was basically giggling while he told me about his journey (He is a Pilot, actually a co-pilot) and I was thoroughly into his story.
Our conversation went on for what seemed like hours and hours, I had told him about my leave and by coincidence he had the same time period off too. I wanted to desperately break the monotony of staying at home and spend time with him, then he suggested that we take a trip to Kenya's coast. I loved the idea and jumped on it immediately, though I needed to clear with my folks. I told him I was positive about the idea and we agreed we should do it. A few more minutes of chatting with him and he bade me goodnight.
Armed with great energy I woke up from my bed and hurriedly went downstairs where my dad was keenly watching the news. I excused myself and told him that I would be going to a conference in Mombasa. My dad gave me an assuring look and nodded. That's all I wanted. I immediately texted Prince Charming that I got the green light and went back to my comfortable bed.
I rose early the next morning and started packing a few clothes in my bag, my younger siblings were getting ready for school and I joined them for breakfast. My mum who is naturally inquisitive asked about this last minute conference but I waded her off easily with the fact that I was chosen by the company to attend. Prince Charming hadn't replied to my text and I was getting nervous, I was pulling a fast one under my parents and I didn't want it to backfire. I decided to call him, it was 7am on a glorious Wednesday morning and I was on the phone to get hold of my boyfriend.
After a few rings a groggy voice answered, he was still asleep. I told him that I had gotten the green light and what he told me confirmed why I loved him. He had booked two seats on a flight departing at 11am and he was too sleepy before he could inform me. All my nervousness had disappeared and I was chirping like a morning bird. He told me he would pick me up around 9.30pm and I should be ready by then. Now I could face my parents head-on, this trip was really going to happen.
I decided to finish my packing and get myself ready, I was done by 8am and Prince Charming would be coming in over an hour's time. I decided to kill time watching TV. Whoever scripts Kenya's morning shows seriously needs to be fired, I have never gotten that bored and soon enough I was watching CNN.
Time usually moves fast when you are doing something, on that day I could have sworn that time had stopped all together. After what seemed like the longest wait I have ever done it was half-past nine in the morning. I quietly went and gathered my bag, on the way I met my dad who was getting ready to go to work. He gave me some cash and told me to look out for myself, I took my bag and went to the kitchen and bade my mum goodbye.
My dad left for work and I was about to walk out of the house when my phone rang. Prince Charming was waiting outside, I immediately hurried out of the house and met him. Prince Charming usually picked me up at night and today seeing him early in the morning dressed in his three-quarter pants and white T-shirt, I just wanted to kiss him there and then. I got in the car and we shook hands where he gently pressed mine, I knew he wanted to kiss me too. We drove off heading towards the airport.
We reached JKIA around ten in the morning, as a pilot he had a place he could park his car and we immediately made way to the counter. We got our boarding passes and made through immigration and by half past ten we were boarding the flight to out first trip as a couple. My heart was thumping in my chest unable to believe whether I was dreaming or not I looked at him and he smiled his sweet smile and I could feel relief all over.
We took our seats in the airplane, he had booked window seats. He sat by the window while I sat on the seat next to it. The plane was not that full, for a plane that carried up to 200 passengers, less than 50 were taking this flight. Soon enough we were taxing out of the parking and a few minutes later we were airborne. This flight according to me represented my flight to freedom and I was glad it was happening. Prince Charming got a blanket under the seat, I followed suit and covered myself. In reality we were holding hands under the blanket and I was glad that I was holding onto him.
Less than an hour we were landing in the great city of Mombasa, we disembarked the plane quickly and made our way out of the airport. Prince Charming called up a taxi and we joined the flowing traffic of Mombasa. Prince Charming wanted to take me to a Hotel that was on the Northern Coast, I didn't question as this was my first time ever going to Mombasa.
Half an hour later we made it. The Hotel, Prince Charming chose was a good one. It looked classy and elegant and even had a good section of the beach as private. Well if you consider the fact that 1km of the beach had been cordoned off to this hotel. Prince Charming checked us in, I was rather apprehensive about the idea of two guys checking in together but the staff seemed to know him. We were led to our room by one staff member and it was an ocean-front view room that had great opulence about it. I tipped the staff member and he left and started admiring the room. It had a king-sized bed that looked appealing but I was more interested in the view. I opened the balcony door and let in the hot humid coastal weather, The ocean looked blue as the sky. He stood beside me surveying the beautiful scenery, I looked at him and I thanked him for the holiday. He smiled again and all personal control left me, I kissed him.
We entered the room closing the balcony door, I jumped on him and we resumed kissing. Passion and desire had over-taken us, we were stripping each other and in a matter of seconds we were both stark-naked. I had missed him when he left for two weeks and to show how I missed him, I had his dick in my mouth. He moaned softly while his hands were on my head. I was sucking that glorious dick like it was my oxygen. Fast and furious couldn't have described it.
He carried me to bed and separated my legs, I felt his warm breath on my boy-cunt, his tongue touched base. Sensation after sweet sensation followed, I was in Nirvana. I moaned softly while clutching the bedsheets. He got up from rimming me and started kissing me, we were locked in a passionate french kissing. Our dicks were trapped between our bodies, I terribly missed our love-making during the previous two weeks. He raised my legs, lubed me up and himself, I could feel the cold sensation and pretty soon I felt the all too familiar pressure and with a low popping sound we were united as one.
The one reason why I love to be a bottom is the sensation of been filled by a dick. Prince Charming surely filled me up and I loved it. His slow long strokes were driving me mad with pleasure, I could feel the blood that was rushing in my head. We were tied in a missionary position, my legs had his body in a bind and he sweetly kept up the pressure and pleasure. I could feel he was about to cum, he was furiously kissing me whilst he pumped it into me. I started contracting my anal muscles while he moaned in pleasure, pretty soon he was emptying his seeds in my bowels. I hadn't cummed yet, I wanted to cum while his dick was in my boy-cunt. He started sucking me, I could feel his mouth sucking me sensually, I lost all control. My moaning became short and sharp, I couldn't hold it any longer. I started shooting my cum, volley after volley inside Prince Charming's mouth. I was screaming from the pleasure, Prince Charming gave me one more last suck and he started kissing me.
I could taste my own cum, his limp dick popped out, his cum started oozing out of my cunt. This was Nirvana, we were in the same position kissing. Nobody wanted to let go, I told him how much I loved him. He looked at me tenderly and replied all this trip was for you babe. A tender moment of holding each other followed.
Half an hour of small, tender talk was followed by taking a bath together. We had recovered our energy and the bath became a lustrous affair, we made love again while taking bath and washed each other up. I had been yearning for him for sometime and now I had him I felt content. Two hours after our initial check-in we got of our room to start exploring our holiday place.
I never felt any more free than I felt than on my first day in Mombasa besides my boyfriend.
Saturday, 25 May 2013
The Ex and The Surprise
Over the past few months I have been in a relationship with a sexy guy whom I falling head over heels. We finally consummated our nascent relationship (A big YES) and I have been inducted to his social circles.
Prince Charming innermost social circle is made up of him and his 5 best friends. They all happen to be gay. Jeff is his oldest friend and he is been in a relationship with Robin. Justin and Nick once dated but are now content with been friends with benefits, though they still are more close to each other and even have affectionate names for each other.
Last Friday, Prince Charming picked me up from work, he had invited me to a gathering party held in honour for one of his old friends who finally came back to Kenya after a few years enjoying the Western World. Jeff and Robin as usual were hosting, we arrived a quarter past 7pm and we were welcomed into the apartment with a glass of red wine. Robin whisked me away and led me to the kitchen where he kept chatting me up. I was honestly tired but with Robin around me and bubbling with energy I just had to find the energy to keep up the conversation.
Roast beef was going to be the dinner for the evening and the smell that wafted from the pots, I felt hungry and greatly looked forward to the dinner. Robin nudged me in the shoulders and I looked at him.
"Do you know who is coming for dinner?" he said in an unusual tone that I never heard him use.
"I don't know" I replied non-chalantly taking a sip out of my wine. "Prince Charming told me its one of his old friends". He cast a long look at me and slowly shook his head.
"Oh honey," he continued."Richard and Prince Charming dated before he left. He wound up Prince Charming badly with his trip." I raised my eyebrow with that piece of information.
"I hope you will be OK," he added before he moved on with his dinner preparation. I was a little surprised with that bit of info and walked towards the sitting room. I noticed my glass was becoming empty, I re-filled it and joined my boyfriend and Jeff who were in a deep conversation. As with any other Kenyan, politics was always the topic and our Deputy President's lack of judgement in hiring a private jet was the topic of tonight.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rung and Jeff promptly got up to open it. Prince Charming placed a hand on my knee and looked straight at my eyes. I nodded that I know and he squeezed my leg. Nick and Justin breezed past Jeff and both gave Prince Charming a bear hug. I got the same affectionate treatment from the guys. They promptly got themselves a glass of wine and sat down.
Jeff followed and he was animatedly talking with a guy who I assumed was Richard. He was a tall guy -probably 6ft3- wearing a black shirt and pants. His brown colour gave him a stunning look that made him appealing to the eye. I met the ex of my boyfriend and I liked what I saw.
Prince Charming woke up and bear hugged his old flame, they held each other for a while followed by pecks to the cheeks. He led him to my direction and introduced me
"Richard, meet my boyfriend, Kevin." He said. I could sense the confidence in his voice and my heart swelled with pride. I got up and Richard gave me a hug fitting for an old friend. After hugging me he held on to me surveying me up and down.
"Loving your boyfriend, Prince Charming," he replied. He had put his right arm on my shoulder and pushed Prince Charming forward. "You two make a beautiful couple." Prince Charming laughed heartily, Richard, the ex had charisma and warmth and I found myself liking him instantly.
We sat down and Jeff started filling everyone's glass. I was sandwiched between Richard and my boyfriend and had it been any other occasion I would have been too nervous to speak. The presence of Jeff and the others however was helping (The glass of wine was doing a good work too). Richard had started the conversation and was telling us about his experiences since he landed in Nairobi twenty-four hours ago.
The conversation was becoming more lively and I was finding it interesting. Robin had joined us and Richard jumped to his feet to greet him. For Robin a kiss on the cheek wasn't enough and Richard planted a rather wet kiss on Robin's mouth. Jeers and cheers broke out, Jeff was on his feet and grabbed his boyfriend from the newcomer. He was laughing and then proceeded to kiss Robin himself.
Half an hour of greetings-cum-jokes-cum-stories later, Robin duly announced that dinner was ready. Richard was on the phone giving direction to someone on the phone. We sorrounded the kitchen table everyone taking a seat, Prince Charming was in a jovial mood. His signature smile was out and he kept on winking at me. The doorbell rung, in my tipsy state I started wondering who was missing. I counted and everyone seemed to be there. Robin had gone to open and unfamiliar voice was at the other end. Robin came back to the dining table followed by a caucasian man who apparently wasn't recognized by anyone in the group.
Richard however stood up and kissed the stranger. I was tipsy before the kiss, my surprise however sobered me up. Richard was blushing, the new guy was beet-red and the suspense that started with the arrival of the white dude was sobering me up quickly.
"Guys, this is Simon," he finally managed to say. "He is my boyfriend -well actually he is my fiancé now." That bit of news caused quite the ruckus. Everyone was running towards the happy couple. I was one of the last and greeted Simon and hugged Richard. The table that was initially set for seven was now been re-arranged to accomodate Simon and as luck would have it I was sitted between Simon who was on my left and my boyfriend.
Robin, the life and soul of this gathering was now firmly in charge. He was busy serving everyone the roast beef he had so diligently cut into pieces while questioning the couple. Richard had no other option but to tell the group of his love-life after leaving the country. He teared up a bit while talking about leaving Prince Charming behind (Prince Charming gave him a pat on the back) and how he met Simon. They apparently met at a pool party organized by the university and seemed to hit it off. Simon added that he was smitten by Richard's warmth and charisma. At least someone agreed with my analysis.
When he graduated from his Masters a few week's back, Simon proposed to him on their 4th anniversary and Richard accepted. They decided to visit Richard's home country together not as a couple as Richard's devout christian family would have rejected him in that instant, but for a way Simon to know his soon to be partner's country. I was amazed by how lovingly they looked at each other and also how they completed each other's sentence. A beautiful couple indeed!
Dinner was finished and the guys moved on to the sitting room, I decided to stay and help Robin clear the table. Robin seemed to be in a flux of emotions, I nudged him and he told me what he was thinking. He was happy for Richard and Simon that they could legalize their relationship while sad that opportunity wasn't available to him and Jeff. He badly wanted to start a family with Jeff but with this type of discrimination and outright hostility he felt the future looked bleak for them. I hugged him and told him that it gets better and not to let the system beat him and we walked hand in hand back to the sitting toom.
A new bottle of wine was opened and a toast was raised to the soon to be partners. We drunk cheerfully, Simon-a banker by proffession- was planning to invite all of us for the wedding and I mused over that possibility. The party rolled on and every glass of wine I drunk seemed to be making me more tipsy. We finally broke the party around midnight. Jeff and Robin as usual were the graceful hosts and saw all of us off except Justin and Nick who in the later stages of the gathering couldn't seem to keep their lips off each other.
Prince Charming, Richard, Simon and I descended the staircases (Prince Charming holding me by the shoulders), as soon as we reached downstairs Richard took Prince Charming by the hand and they walked off a little distance and started talking. I was left with Simon and congratulated him again, he hugged me and thanked me. I was loving the culture of hugs in this social circle. A blue taxi stopped outside the building and Richard motioned to Simon who walked to the taxi and got in. Richard hugged Prince Charming and got in the taxi and it drove off.
We walked quietly to the car and got in. I quickly settled in and belted up. The engines roared and we were driving off. I looked at my boyfriend's face, he looked solemn and he still managed to smile. I smiled back. Pretty soon we were his condominium and he parked his car. We made it to his apartment in silence and got in. I was feeling a bit hazy and got comfortable in his meticulous white sofa.
He came back a few minutes later to where I was and pretty soon we were making out. In no time we were united as one, I could feel him touch my G-spot. His kisses were heavy and passionate. A few long, sweet thrusts later, Prince Charming was seeding my inside and I cummed between our bodies. He kissed me and looking directly at my eyes told me that he was over Richard. He now had me to please.
What could I say after that, I was quiet and understood Richard had made his choice and was happy. Prince Charming had made his too and he seemed happy with it. And that made me want another round of love-making, my boyfriend as a stud-horse didn't disappoint and we both got lost in our passions.
Prince Charming innermost social circle is made up of him and his 5 best friends. They all happen to be gay. Jeff is his oldest friend and he is been in a relationship with Robin. Justin and Nick once dated but are now content with been friends with benefits, though they still are more close to each other and even have affectionate names for each other.
Last Friday, Prince Charming picked me up from work, he had invited me to a gathering party held in honour for one of his old friends who finally came back to Kenya after a few years enjoying the Western World. Jeff and Robin as usual were hosting, we arrived a quarter past 7pm and we were welcomed into the apartment with a glass of red wine. Robin whisked me away and led me to the kitchen where he kept chatting me up. I was honestly tired but with Robin around me and bubbling with energy I just had to find the energy to keep up the conversation.
Roast beef was going to be the dinner for the evening and the smell that wafted from the pots, I felt hungry and greatly looked forward to the dinner. Robin nudged me in the shoulders and I looked at him.
"Do you know who is coming for dinner?" he said in an unusual tone that I never heard him use.
"I don't know" I replied non-chalantly taking a sip out of my wine. "Prince Charming told me its one of his old friends". He cast a long look at me and slowly shook his head.
"Oh honey," he continued."Richard and Prince Charming dated before he left. He wound up Prince Charming badly with his trip." I raised my eyebrow with that piece of information.
"I hope you will be OK," he added before he moved on with his dinner preparation. I was a little surprised with that bit of info and walked towards the sitting room. I noticed my glass was becoming empty, I re-filled it and joined my boyfriend and Jeff who were in a deep conversation. As with any other Kenyan, politics was always the topic and our Deputy President's lack of judgement in hiring a private jet was the topic of tonight.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rung and Jeff promptly got up to open it. Prince Charming placed a hand on my knee and looked straight at my eyes. I nodded that I know and he squeezed my leg. Nick and Justin breezed past Jeff and both gave Prince Charming a bear hug. I got the same affectionate treatment from the guys. They promptly got themselves a glass of wine and sat down.
Jeff followed and he was animatedly talking with a guy who I assumed was Richard. He was a tall guy -probably 6ft3- wearing a black shirt and pants. His brown colour gave him a stunning look that made him appealing to the eye. I met the ex of my boyfriend and I liked what I saw.
Prince Charming woke up and bear hugged his old flame, they held each other for a while followed by pecks to the cheeks. He led him to my direction and introduced me
"Richard, meet my boyfriend, Kevin." He said. I could sense the confidence in his voice and my heart swelled with pride. I got up and Richard gave me a hug fitting for an old friend. After hugging me he held on to me surveying me up and down.
"Loving your boyfriend, Prince Charming," he replied. He had put his right arm on my shoulder and pushed Prince Charming forward. "You two make a beautiful couple." Prince Charming laughed heartily, Richard, the ex had charisma and warmth and I found myself liking him instantly.
We sat down and Jeff started filling everyone's glass. I was sandwiched between Richard and my boyfriend and had it been any other occasion I would have been too nervous to speak. The presence of Jeff and the others however was helping (The glass of wine was doing a good work too). Richard had started the conversation and was telling us about his experiences since he landed in Nairobi twenty-four hours ago.
The conversation was becoming more lively and I was finding it interesting. Robin had joined us and Richard jumped to his feet to greet him. For Robin a kiss on the cheek wasn't enough and Richard planted a rather wet kiss on Robin's mouth. Jeers and cheers broke out, Jeff was on his feet and grabbed his boyfriend from the newcomer. He was laughing and then proceeded to kiss Robin himself.
Half an hour of greetings-cum-jokes-cum-stories later, Robin duly announced that dinner was ready. Richard was on the phone giving direction to someone on the phone. We sorrounded the kitchen table everyone taking a seat, Prince Charming was in a jovial mood. His signature smile was out and he kept on winking at me. The doorbell rung, in my tipsy state I started wondering who was missing. I counted and everyone seemed to be there. Robin had gone to open and unfamiliar voice was at the other end. Robin came back to the dining table followed by a caucasian man who apparently wasn't recognized by anyone in the group.
Richard however stood up and kissed the stranger. I was tipsy before the kiss, my surprise however sobered me up. Richard was blushing, the new guy was beet-red and the suspense that started with the arrival of the white dude was sobering me up quickly.
"Guys, this is Simon," he finally managed to say. "He is my boyfriend -well actually he is my fiancé now." That bit of news caused quite the ruckus. Everyone was running towards the happy couple. I was one of the last and greeted Simon and hugged Richard. The table that was initially set for seven was now been re-arranged to accomodate Simon and as luck would have it I was sitted between Simon who was on my left and my boyfriend.
Robin, the life and soul of this gathering was now firmly in charge. He was busy serving everyone the roast beef he had so diligently cut into pieces while questioning the couple. Richard had no other option but to tell the group of his love-life after leaving the country. He teared up a bit while talking about leaving Prince Charming behind (Prince Charming gave him a pat on the back) and how he met Simon. They apparently met at a pool party organized by the university and seemed to hit it off. Simon added that he was smitten by Richard's warmth and charisma. At least someone agreed with my analysis.
When he graduated from his Masters a few week's back, Simon proposed to him on their 4th anniversary and Richard accepted. They decided to visit Richard's home country together not as a couple as Richard's devout christian family would have rejected him in that instant, but for a way Simon to know his soon to be partner's country. I was amazed by how lovingly they looked at each other and also how they completed each other's sentence. A beautiful couple indeed!
Dinner was finished and the guys moved on to the sitting room, I decided to stay and help Robin clear the table. Robin seemed to be in a flux of emotions, I nudged him and he told me what he was thinking. He was happy for Richard and Simon that they could legalize their relationship while sad that opportunity wasn't available to him and Jeff. He badly wanted to start a family with Jeff but with this type of discrimination and outright hostility he felt the future looked bleak for them. I hugged him and told him that it gets better and not to let the system beat him and we walked hand in hand back to the sitting toom.
A new bottle of wine was opened and a toast was raised to the soon to be partners. We drunk cheerfully, Simon-a banker by proffession- was planning to invite all of us for the wedding and I mused over that possibility. The party rolled on and every glass of wine I drunk seemed to be making me more tipsy. We finally broke the party around midnight. Jeff and Robin as usual were the graceful hosts and saw all of us off except Justin and Nick who in the later stages of the gathering couldn't seem to keep their lips off each other.
Prince Charming, Richard, Simon and I descended the staircases (Prince Charming holding me by the shoulders), as soon as we reached downstairs Richard took Prince Charming by the hand and they walked off a little distance and started talking. I was left with Simon and congratulated him again, he hugged me and thanked me. I was loving the culture of hugs in this social circle. A blue taxi stopped outside the building and Richard motioned to Simon who walked to the taxi and got in. Richard hugged Prince Charming and got in the taxi and it drove off.
We walked quietly to the car and got in. I quickly settled in and belted up. The engines roared and we were driving off. I looked at my boyfriend's face, he looked solemn and he still managed to smile. I smiled back. Pretty soon we were his condominium and he parked his car. We made it to his apartment in silence and got in. I was feeling a bit hazy and got comfortable in his meticulous white sofa.
He came back a few minutes later to where I was and pretty soon we were making out. In no time we were united as one, I could feel him touch my G-spot. His kisses were heavy and passionate. A few long, sweet thrusts later, Prince Charming was seeding my inside and I cummed between our bodies. He kissed me and looking directly at my eyes told me that he was over Richard. He now had me to please.
What could I say after that, I was quiet and understood Richard had made his choice and was happy. Prince Charming had made his too and he seemed happy with it. And that made me want another round of love-making, my boyfriend as a stud-horse didn't disappoint and we both got lost in our passions.
Saturday, 18 May 2013
The Night I Heard Everything In Slow Motion
Their is an artist called Oliver Tank and he has a great song called "Last Night I Heard Everything In Slow Motion". I love that song and when it started playing in my boyfriend's car, I screamed with delight. Prince Charming merely chuckled and commented how he loved it too.
We left our gracious host ten minutes ago and we were now entering what seemed an exclusive condominium. I was impressed my boyfriend stayed in this leafy apartments and commented on it. He smiled his million dollar smile that usually warms my heart.
He parked and we both got off. The tipsiness was starting to wear off and the cool fresh air was helping. Prince Charming grabbed my hand and led me towards the lift that would take us to his apartment. He lived on the top most floor and I was glad their was a lift. The lift doors opened and we walked past three doors, his apartment was the corner apartment and the last door of the floor.
He opened his door and turned on the lights, My Prince Charming had a gorgeous apartment that took my breath away. The post-modern look about it enhanced by the immaculate white color that was his sitting room; from the sofa to the wall. My guy was sexily stylish and he had increased my longing for him tenfold.
He glanced at me and saw me transfixed at the beauty of his sitting room. "Babe" he said smiling. I looked at him. "All this was designed by Robin, I had nothing to do with it". He laughed gently and I could feel he was becoming shy. I slowly removed my shoes and closed the door behind me. He led me to the sitting room and turned on the big flat screen TV that was sitting opposite the main sofa. I was star-struck by how my boyfriend was been modest and the beauty of his apartment. He left the sitting room and was soon back with a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"Drinking party tonight babe" he said. I noticed his shirt was untucked. He handed me my glass of wine and filled it. He filled his and held it mid-air for a toast. "To love and Happiness"
"To love and happiness" I chipped in and he sat next to me. Our thighs were touching and the wine tasted so good. The mood was settling in and I could feel it in my bones. I started the conversation on how his house looked super good, he told me that when he bought this house he contracted Robin to do the Interior decoration. Robin he said was well-versed in that area. I was surprised that he had bought the house I hadn't yet moved out I told him and he replied that fortune had smiled on him.
Prince Charming was a pilot by proffession if I hadn't informed you beforehand. He hadn't reached been a captain but he was formally hired 18 months ago by the National Carrier. I hadn't met a pilot before forget one who called me babe. He wasn't that older than me either. Three years separated us in age.
Our conversation kept on rolling on and pretty soon we were done with the first glass of wine. The familiar sensation of tipsiness was coming back and this time I didn't bother fighting it. I let him fill my glass again and we continued chatting. Halfway on our drinks he came close and laid one wet kiss that shakes your very being.
I looked at him intensely and asked him how bad he wanted to kiss me. He replied by showering kisses with me. Telling me how good my kisses made him. At this point we lost control and our tongues were fighting and the kisses were getting heavier. He put his right hand on my back and gently nudged me forward, I was now sitting on his lap kissing my boyfriend like as if my life depended on it.
Our passionate kissing on the beautiful sofa was showing no signs of going. I could feel his crotch on my bum and I soo badly wanted it. He was now kissing my neck and all I could make of his rugged breath was "Hickie". I wanted my man to give me a hickie, a sign of his passionate kisses. We stopped kissing and kept on looking at each other, I could see the fire in his eyes and he could see mine. There was no mistaking it this time and in one swift motion, he carried me. I was beyond pleasure, I was dancing at the edges of ecstasy when he carried me. He led us to his room another amazing place and dropped me on the bed falling on top of me.
Now I was pinned under his body, where I have always wanted. The kisses were heavy and passionate. He was starting to unbutton my shirt while I was doing the same, soon enough both of us were bare chested and locked-lipped. Slowly he descended on my neck and further lower. He made contact with my right nipple and sweet sensation overtook me, heaven had to be here I thought while moaning. He expertly licked and slightly bit my nipple and he moved on to my left nipple. The sensation was just too good and no man I had slept with before had ever taken me this high.
We were once again lip-locked, my fingers had found his nipples. I pinched them slightly and he moaned in our kiss. I could feel his crotch rubbing my thighs and I wanted to get it. We both undressed each other again and pretty soon we were stark naked save for the socks.
I had him lie on his back while I got hold of the object of my obsession ever since I met him. He was roughly seven and a half inches and cut. It was throbbing and rock hard. I licked it and smelled his dick scent which was glorious and I put it in my mouth. He started moaning loudly thrashing his hands in the bed. It was finally in my mouth and my intentions were to savour it like I wanted it. We got into the rhythm where he gently pushed in and I had it all in my mouth. My nose and his pubes touched. What absolute pleasure I was deriving from it.
He pulled me from that position and we settled into a comfortable 69 position. He had my throbbing seven inch dick in his mouth and was an excellent sucker. Now I was getting two pleasures, his fingers were mapping my highway to heaven and very soon he was circling my boy-cunt. He spread my legs well apart, now I was on top of him his face in my boy-cunt pleasuring my hole and I was giving utmost pleasure to his dick.
I could feel something cold enter me he had licked his finger and was now opening me up. Another pressure and he had two fingers in me. A third slipped in and I didn't feel it. I was busy playing with his large balls and his throbbing organ. I had lost what small self-control I had and now pleasure was in the driving seat.
We changed positions again, he was reaching for a condom but I stopped him. I wanted him in the flesh and nothing separating us. He got some lube and poured some great amount on my ass and his dick. I was sleeping on my back and I wanted us to do missionary style first. Prince Charming was now positioned in between my legs and was looking tenderly at me. We started kissing again and the passion inside me was growing hotter every second.
"Babe, put it inside and take us away". I said in between the kisses. He positioned his dick to my anus, I felt the familiar pressure when they pushed in. He exerted some pressure and the head popped in. Pain coursed through my body and I bit his arm. He kissed me while holding it in the same position. The pain subsided slowly and he gently pushed in until I could feel his pubic hair on my ass.
He held it in the same position for me to get used to the organ inside me. He was showering me with kisses, slowly he started slow-stroking me. He was kissing me and hitting my G-spot at the exact same time. My dick was pouring copious amounts of semen and his right hand was slowly jerking it off. I was in Nirvana, the pleasure I was feeling was unexplainable. He was so in the act paying attention to my body and pleasuring me.
His short slow strokes had evolved now to a furious but pleasurable long strokes. I was moaning in pleasure and he was french kissing me. He was making guttoral sounds which showed how pleasurable it was. I wasn't far off now, I was near the ending line. The pleasurable assault on my G-spot was taking its toll. He sensed it and removed his hand.from my throbbing member.
"Lets cum together babe" he moaned. I started flexing my anal muscles to grab him more from inside. His moaning became louder and louder. He thrusted one more and I contracted my muscles again while he was buried in me. He let out a louder moan kissed me on the mouth. He gave one more Almighty thrust and with my contraction it became too much for him. He started moaning in a deep voice while volley after volley of his man nectar was flooding my ass. His guttoral noise was loud and gruff and he fell on my chest.
I had still not yet gloriously cummed, I wanted to jerk off quickly. Prince Charming waved off my hand and had his mouth descend on my leaking dick. He expertly sucked on me while he was buried inside me. I was writhing in pleasure, moaning and thrashing the bed. Before long I couldn't control it, volley after volley hit Prince Charming's throat and he was swallowing at a good pace. He kept the final cum in his mouth and came over and gave me a kiss. Before that point I had never tasted my cum and Prince Charming and I were now having a post-coitus pleasurable kiss. Soft and gentle.
His limp dick popped out with a small popping sound and his cum started leaking out of my anus. He raised my ass was licking it. We started kissing again with the taste of his semen now. Holding each other after our first pleasurable sexual intercourse, it wasn't long before we drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning with the sunshine all over our bodies. In our excited love-making none of us had closed the curtains. Prince Charming was spooning me and I could feel his dick was rock hard again. I slowly got up and headed to the toilet, pissed and came back to bed. It was a Sunday and I had no obligations.
I joined my boyfriend who started poking me again and soon we were locked in another episode of morning love-making. After we had climaxed he made for me breakfast and brought it in bed, believe me scrambled eggs never tasted so good.
We spent most of the morning in bed and had one more sexual intercourse. This time I gave in to his fantasy and we played Master-Slave. Highly pleasurable and thoroughly satisfying. He took me to the bathroom and literally washed me, I guess its much easier when you are having a partner who wants to scrub each and every inch of your body and allows you to sit on his dick.
We made love a total of 5 times that day, I thought I would be sore from all the pounding. I couldn't be any wrong. I felt fulfilled and satisfied and when we were leaving his condominium he said "I love you babe". I looked at him intensely before I replied I loved him back. He drove us to KFC where we had afternoon lunch then dropped me back home.
As I walked back home and his car driving away, I looked back one more time. He had stopped and was flashing his signature smile at me. I knew more pleasurable nights like last night were coming up.
We left our gracious host ten minutes ago and we were now entering what seemed an exclusive condominium. I was impressed my boyfriend stayed in this leafy apartments and commented on it. He smiled his million dollar smile that usually warms my heart.
He parked and we both got off. The tipsiness was starting to wear off and the cool fresh air was helping. Prince Charming grabbed my hand and led me towards the lift that would take us to his apartment. He lived on the top most floor and I was glad their was a lift. The lift doors opened and we walked past three doors, his apartment was the corner apartment and the last door of the floor.
He opened his door and turned on the lights, My Prince Charming had a gorgeous apartment that took my breath away. The post-modern look about it enhanced by the immaculate white color that was his sitting room; from the sofa to the wall. My guy was sexily stylish and he had increased my longing for him tenfold.
He glanced at me and saw me transfixed at the beauty of his sitting room. "Babe" he said smiling. I looked at him. "All this was designed by Robin, I had nothing to do with it". He laughed gently and I could feel he was becoming shy. I slowly removed my shoes and closed the door behind me. He led me to the sitting room and turned on the big flat screen TV that was sitting opposite the main sofa. I was star-struck by how my boyfriend was been modest and the beauty of his apartment. He left the sitting room and was soon back with a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"Drinking party tonight babe" he said. I noticed his shirt was untucked. He handed me my glass of wine and filled it. He filled his and held it mid-air for a toast. "To love and Happiness"
"To love and happiness" I chipped in and he sat next to me. Our thighs were touching and the wine tasted so good. The mood was settling in and I could feel it in my bones. I started the conversation on how his house looked super good, he told me that when he bought this house he contracted Robin to do the Interior decoration. Robin he said was well-versed in that area. I was surprised that he had bought the house I hadn't yet moved out I told him and he replied that fortune had smiled on him.
Prince Charming was a pilot by proffession if I hadn't informed you beforehand. He hadn't reached been a captain but he was formally hired 18 months ago by the National Carrier. I hadn't met a pilot before forget one who called me babe. He wasn't that older than me either. Three years separated us in age.
Our conversation kept on rolling on and pretty soon we were done with the first glass of wine. The familiar sensation of tipsiness was coming back and this time I didn't bother fighting it. I let him fill my glass again and we continued chatting. Halfway on our drinks he came close and laid one wet kiss that shakes your very being.
I looked at him intensely and asked him how bad he wanted to kiss me. He replied by showering kisses with me. Telling me how good my kisses made him. At this point we lost control and our tongues were fighting and the kisses were getting heavier. He put his right hand on my back and gently nudged me forward, I was now sitting on his lap kissing my boyfriend like as if my life depended on it.
Our passionate kissing on the beautiful sofa was showing no signs of going. I could feel his crotch on my bum and I soo badly wanted it. He was now kissing my neck and all I could make of his rugged breath was "Hickie". I wanted my man to give me a hickie, a sign of his passionate kisses. We stopped kissing and kept on looking at each other, I could see the fire in his eyes and he could see mine. There was no mistaking it this time and in one swift motion, he carried me. I was beyond pleasure, I was dancing at the edges of ecstasy when he carried me. He led us to his room another amazing place and dropped me on the bed falling on top of me.
Now I was pinned under his body, where I have always wanted. The kisses were heavy and passionate. He was starting to unbutton my shirt while I was doing the same, soon enough both of us were bare chested and locked-lipped. Slowly he descended on my neck and further lower. He made contact with my right nipple and sweet sensation overtook me, heaven had to be here I thought while moaning. He expertly licked and slightly bit my nipple and he moved on to my left nipple. The sensation was just too good and no man I had slept with before had ever taken me this high.
We were once again lip-locked, my fingers had found his nipples. I pinched them slightly and he moaned in our kiss. I could feel his crotch rubbing my thighs and I wanted to get it. We both undressed each other again and pretty soon we were stark naked save for the socks.
I had him lie on his back while I got hold of the object of my obsession ever since I met him. He was roughly seven and a half inches and cut. It was throbbing and rock hard. I licked it and smelled his dick scent which was glorious and I put it in my mouth. He started moaning loudly thrashing his hands in the bed. It was finally in my mouth and my intentions were to savour it like I wanted it. We got into the rhythm where he gently pushed in and I had it all in my mouth. My nose and his pubes touched. What absolute pleasure I was deriving from it.
He pulled me from that position and we settled into a comfortable 69 position. He had my throbbing seven inch dick in his mouth and was an excellent sucker. Now I was getting two pleasures, his fingers were mapping my highway to heaven and very soon he was circling my boy-cunt. He spread my legs well apart, now I was on top of him his face in my boy-cunt pleasuring my hole and I was giving utmost pleasure to his dick.
I could feel something cold enter me he had licked his finger and was now opening me up. Another pressure and he had two fingers in me. A third slipped in and I didn't feel it. I was busy playing with his large balls and his throbbing organ. I had lost what small self-control I had and now pleasure was in the driving seat.
We changed positions again, he was reaching for a condom but I stopped him. I wanted him in the flesh and nothing separating us. He got some lube and poured some great amount on my ass and his dick. I was sleeping on my back and I wanted us to do missionary style first. Prince Charming was now positioned in between my legs and was looking tenderly at me. We started kissing again and the passion inside me was growing hotter every second.
"Babe, put it inside and take us away". I said in between the kisses. He positioned his dick to my anus, I felt the familiar pressure when they pushed in. He exerted some pressure and the head popped in. Pain coursed through my body and I bit his arm. He kissed me while holding it in the same position. The pain subsided slowly and he gently pushed in until I could feel his pubic hair on my ass.
He held it in the same position for me to get used to the organ inside me. He was showering me with kisses, slowly he started slow-stroking me. He was kissing me and hitting my G-spot at the exact same time. My dick was pouring copious amounts of semen and his right hand was slowly jerking it off. I was in Nirvana, the pleasure I was feeling was unexplainable. He was so in the act paying attention to my body and pleasuring me.
His short slow strokes had evolved now to a furious but pleasurable long strokes. I was moaning in pleasure and he was french kissing me. He was making guttoral sounds which showed how pleasurable it was. I wasn't far off now, I was near the ending line. The pleasurable assault on my G-spot was taking its toll. He sensed it and removed his hand.from my throbbing member.
"Lets cum together babe" he moaned. I started flexing my anal muscles to grab him more from inside. His moaning became louder and louder. He thrusted one more and I contracted my muscles again while he was buried in me. He let out a louder moan kissed me on the mouth. He gave one more Almighty thrust and with my contraction it became too much for him. He started moaning in a deep voice while volley after volley of his man nectar was flooding my ass. His guttoral noise was loud and gruff and he fell on my chest.
I had still not yet gloriously cummed, I wanted to jerk off quickly. Prince Charming waved off my hand and had his mouth descend on my leaking dick. He expertly sucked on me while he was buried inside me. I was writhing in pleasure, moaning and thrashing the bed. Before long I couldn't control it, volley after volley hit Prince Charming's throat and he was swallowing at a good pace. He kept the final cum in his mouth and came over and gave me a kiss. Before that point I had never tasted my cum and Prince Charming and I were now having a post-coitus pleasurable kiss. Soft and gentle.
His limp dick popped out with a small popping sound and his cum started leaking out of my anus. He raised my ass was licking it. We started kissing again with the taste of his semen now. Holding each other after our first pleasurable sexual intercourse, it wasn't long before we drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning with the sunshine all over our bodies. In our excited love-making none of us had closed the curtains. Prince Charming was spooning me and I could feel his dick was rock hard again. I slowly got up and headed to the toilet, pissed and came back to bed. It was a Sunday and I had no obligations.
I joined my boyfriend who started poking me again and soon we were locked in another episode of morning love-making. After we had climaxed he made for me breakfast and brought it in bed, believe me scrambled eggs never tasted so good.
We spent most of the morning in bed and had one more sexual intercourse. This time I gave in to his fantasy and we played Master-Slave. Highly pleasurable and thoroughly satisfying. He took me to the bathroom and literally washed me, I guess its much easier when you are having a partner who wants to scrub each and every inch of your body and allows you to sit on his dick.
We made love a total of 5 times that day, I thought I would be sore from all the pounding. I couldn't be any wrong. I felt fulfilled and satisfied and when we were leaving his condominium he said "I love you babe". I looked at him intensely before I replied I loved him back. He drove us to KFC where we had afternoon lunch then dropped me back home.
As I walked back home and his car driving away, I looked back one more time. He had stopped and was flashing his signature smile at me. I knew more pleasurable nights like last night were coming up.
Date with Friends
Last week I blogged how Prince Charming and I were dating but hadn't consummated our relationship.
As soon as I finished blogging about the issue, Prince Charming was on the phone and he was parked outside our estate. I was surprised but nevertheless thrilled. It was as if he was reading my blog (Mind you he doesn't know I blog about him).
I met him outside wearing my pajamas; he came out of his car to greet me and I was taken back by his beauty. He was dressed to impress, wearing a black shirt and equally black pants. His customary watch gleamed in the waning light of the moon. He flashed his million dollar smile and hugged me.
Hugging him was just bliss, I breathed in his sweet scent and I was weak-kneed from it. After letting me go, he requested that I join him in an upscale bar in Nairobi. I didn't need to think twice. My mind was made up when he called. I hurriedly ran upstairs quietly so as not to rouse my sleeping family and in a matter of ten minutes I had taken a shower and dressed. Albeit a shade less impressive than my handsome date parked outside.
I strolled out of the house a few minutes past midnight, gently locking the doors after all this is Nairobi and dashed towards the magnificent German car parked outside the estate. Always a gentleman he was standing next to the passenger side and opened the door for me. I could have jumped on him inside his own car.
He got in and started the engine and in no time we were on the way to the party. Their is usually no traffic at those hours and soon we were entering what seemed to be a Condominium. I was surprised but he quickly explained that his mates had changed the plans and it was now a small get together in one of his friends condo.
We climbed the stairs to the 4th floor, Prince Charming had his arm on me and quickly gave me a peck on the cheek before we knocked the door which was promptly answered.
"Hi, you guys made it" said the host rather loudly. I didn't know I was expected. Entering the apartment I was thrown back by how lavish it was decorated. It was spacious and the apartment was painted in beige. I was admiring the place temporarily forgetting Prince Charming who was chatting with the guy.
"Babe" he said gently poking my upper-left arm and I joined him. He started introducing me to the guys in the condo. I met Jeff, Robin, Justin and Nick. And we were all gay.
Jeff and Robin have been dating for over 5 years and were celebrating their 5th anniversary. They stayed in this lavishly decorated apartment that I kept on admiring. Justin and Nick once dated however they found themselves to be incompatible together. They enjoyed been close friends and usually had the one night stands when dates weren't coming through.
Robin took a particular liking to me and kept on chatting with me. He offered me a glass of sweet wine which I enjoyed. I usually don't drink but an exception was made. We all sat down in the amazing sitting room and conversation started while drinks were flowing.
They were all pals in campus, They all came out to each other and all had slept together at some point during their early days. All this was shared out. Prince Charming kept on glancing at me to see if I was having a good time, I signaled that I was and he flashed his heart-warming smile. Robin was truly a great guy, he was the heart of the party and supplied the jokes I couldn't help but laugh at his jokes.
Pretty soon one wine bottle was done and Robin the ever great host brought another one. His partner Jeff stood up and turned on some good smooth music. He took Robin by the hand and they started waltzing. Justin and Nick joined in. I was pretty worried because dancing was not my strongest suit, Prince Charming stood up and came next to me, he stretched out his hand and had no option except to dance with my man.
Celine Dion songs are some great love songs. Three couples danced smoothly to her magical voice, Prince Charming was magical in waltzing. He sensed my apprehensiveness about it but he firmly held my waist which afforded me some grace. I was looking directly at his eyes, something about them tonight made them a bit weird. I figured my glass of wine had maybe distorted my thinking capacity but nevertheless I didn't break the eye contact. He gently came closer and closer, our lips met and I kissed for the first time infront of people.
Two full minutes of kissing passionately later, I looked around and all the other guys had taken the cue from us and were lip-locked. I kissed Prince Charming again while listening to the end of Celine Dion's classic My heart will go on. I could feel his manhood pressing against my thigh and I knew tonight was the night.
We sat down again for some more drinks. Prince Charming refused to drink as he was going to drive however I wanted to supplement myself with the sweet wine and had one more glass. Stories flowed again and Robin gave some good jokes. I looked at my watch and it was almost 2am. The host looked like they were a second away from ripping off each other's clothes and Nick and Justin had gone to the room together. We bade our farewell to the host. I wished them a lifetime of happiness and Robin gave me a hug and asked that I come more often.
I was truly happy meeting his closest friends and seeing them that happy I immediately wished that Prince Charming and I to have such a fulfilling relationship. We left the apartment and started our descent to the car, I was tipsy and Prince Charming held my waist tightly. We were kissing while on the stairs and the passion was just one to write poems for.
We reached the car and as a gentleman once more he opened the door and I got in. He got in too. We locked lips one more time, he looked at me and asked me:
"Where to babe?"
"To heaven and beyond" I replied. He started the engine and we drove off into the night.
As soon as I finished blogging about the issue, Prince Charming was on the phone and he was parked outside our estate. I was surprised but nevertheless thrilled. It was as if he was reading my blog (Mind you he doesn't know I blog about him).
I met him outside wearing my pajamas; he came out of his car to greet me and I was taken back by his beauty. He was dressed to impress, wearing a black shirt and equally black pants. His customary watch gleamed in the waning light of the moon. He flashed his million dollar smile and hugged me.
Hugging him was just bliss, I breathed in his sweet scent and I was weak-kneed from it. After letting me go, he requested that I join him in an upscale bar in Nairobi. I didn't need to think twice. My mind was made up when he called. I hurriedly ran upstairs quietly so as not to rouse my sleeping family and in a matter of ten minutes I had taken a shower and dressed. Albeit a shade less impressive than my handsome date parked outside.
I strolled out of the house a few minutes past midnight, gently locking the doors after all this is Nairobi and dashed towards the magnificent German car parked outside the estate. Always a gentleman he was standing next to the passenger side and opened the door for me. I could have jumped on him inside his own car.
He got in and started the engine and in no time we were on the way to the party. Their is usually no traffic at those hours and soon we were entering what seemed to be a Condominium. I was surprised but he quickly explained that his mates had changed the plans and it was now a small get together in one of his friends condo.
We climbed the stairs to the 4th floor, Prince Charming had his arm on me and quickly gave me a peck on the cheek before we knocked the door which was promptly answered.
"Hi, you guys made it" said the host rather loudly. I didn't know I was expected. Entering the apartment I was thrown back by how lavish it was decorated. It was spacious and the apartment was painted in beige. I was admiring the place temporarily forgetting Prince Charming who was chatting with the guy.
"Babe" he said gently poking my upper-left arm and I joined him. He started introducing me to the guys in the condo. I met Jeff, Robin, Justin and Nick. And we were all gay.
Jeff and Robin have been dating for over 5 years and were celebrating their 5th anniversary. They stayed in this lavishly decorated apartment that I kept on admiring. Justin and Nick once dated however they found themselves to be incompatible together. They enjoyed been close friends and usually had the one night stands when dates weren't coming through.
Robin took a particular liking to me and kept on chatting with me. He offered me a glass of sweet wine which I enjoyed. I usually don't drink but an exception was made. We all sat down in the amazing sitting room and conversation started while drinks were flowing.
They were all pals in campus, They all came out to each other and all had slept together at some point during their early days. All this was shared out. Prince Charming kept on glancing at me to see if I was having a good time, I signaled that I was and he flashed his heart-warming smile. Robin was truly a great guy, he was the heart of the party and supplied the jokes I couldn't help but laugh at his jokes.
Pretty soon one wine bottle was done and Robin the ever great host brought another one. His partner Jeff stood up and turned on some good smooth music. He took Robin by the hand and they started waltzing. Justin and Nick joined in. I was pretty worried because dancing was not my strongest suit, Prince Charming stood up and came next to me, he stretched out his hand and had no option except to dance with my man.
Celine Dion songs are some great love songs. Three couples danced smoothly to her magical voice, Prince Charming was magical in waltzing. He sensed my apprehensiveness about it but he firmly held my waist which afforded me some grace. I was looking directly at his eyes, something about them tonight made them a bit weird. I figured my glass of wine had maybe distorted my thinking capacity but nevertheless I didn't break the eye contact. He gently came closer and closer, our lips met and I kissed for the first time infront of people.
Two full minutes of kissing passionately later, I looked around and all the other guys had taken the cue from us and were lip-locked. I kissed Prince Charming again while listening to the end of Celine Dion's classic My heart will go on. I could feel his manhood pressing against my thigh and I knew tonight was the night.
We sat down again for some more drinks. Prince Charming refused to drink as he was going to drive however I wanted to supplement myself with the sweet wine and had one more glass. Stories flowed again and Robin gave some good jokes. I looked at my watch and it was almost 2am. The host looked like they were a second away from ripping off each other's clothes and Nick and Justin had gone to the room together. We bade our farewell to the host. I wished them a lifetime of happiness and Robin gave me a hug and asked that I come more often.
I was truly happy meeting his closest friends and seeing them that happy I immediately wished that Prince Charming and I to have such a fulfilling relationship. We left the apartment and started our descent to the car, I was tipsy and Prince Charming held my waist tightly. We were kissing while on the stairs and the passion was just one to write poems for.
We reached the car and as a gentleman once more he opened the door and I got in. He got in too. We locked lips one more time, he looked at me and asked me:
"Where to babe?"
"To heaven and beyond" I replied. He started the engine and we drove off into the night.
Saturday, 11 May 2013
Sex In A New Relationship (And why its over-rated)
So its been nearly two months since I started dating Prince Charming.
Recently he told me he loved me. All the more interesting was that I was thinking or rather debating within myself whether to tell him that I had fallen for him too. When he said those magical words, I didn't immediately reply I loved him (Though I really wanted to) but waited to see whether it was the spur of the moment or if he meant them.
Last week he said those magical words again and this time I replied I loved him too. His eyes were shining and his amazing smile made everything look quite nice.
At this moment you have to understand Prince Charming and I haven't yet consummated our new found love yet.
In this age of speed that should be a concern right? I hardly think about it. Unless of course am jerking off and I fantasize about him always. Prince Charming himself tells me that I occupy his mind during his jerk sessions and the conversation grows risque and much more dirtier.
Why though haven't we christened it? Or are we the exception to the rule? I remember my previous one fuck stands. I hardly knew the guys and before I knew it we were both hitting the sack for a forgettable passionate fuck. As soon one of us cummed we will scupper and never think about it again.
Oh believe me I really do wanna have my passionate love-making with Prince Charming. I really do! But I don't want passion to guide me on this one. I love and cherish Prince Charming and everyday I enjoy the chats and calls and the sweet good night texts however we haven't reached their yet.
There is something with been in a relationship that kinda saps the power out of the sex-centred lives of ours before we met each other. Getting to know Prince Charming is much gratifying at this stage than sucking his dick (which I truly wanna do). Understanding his struggles and his dreams and how they relate to me makes more sense for us to wait until the compatibility is 100%.
One gay friend of mine told me that sex seals a new relationship. The same guy was dumped twice since I met Prince Charming. So the theory of sex enhancing a new relationship is a bit overrated and I for one am a living proof.
But that also raises the question if u have told each other that you love one another why are you still waiting. Frankly I do not know why we are still waiting and honestly I don't care because spending time with him without the sex at this point is more gratifying.
The time will come when Prince Charming's glorious dick will be in my mouth and I will savor it like a slave to his master and in a few days we will be celebrating knowing each other 2 complete months and maybe, just maybe that night I will be making love to a guy who I truly love.
Ciao and have a blessed Mothers day.
Mahad.
Recently he told me he loved me. All the more interesting was that I was thinking or rather debating within myself whether to tell him that I had fallen for him too. When he said those magical words, I didn't immediately reply I loved him (Though I really wanted to) but waited to see whether it was the spur of the moment or if he meant them.
Last week he said those magical words again and this time I replied I loved him too. His eyes were shining and his amazing smile made everything look quite nice.
At this moment you have to understand Prince Charming and I haven't yet consummated our new found love yet.
In this age of speed that should be a concern right? I hardly think about it. Unless of course am jerking off and I fantasize about him always. Prince Charming himself tells me that I occupy his mind during his jerk sessions and the conversation grows risque and much more dirtier.
Why though haven't we christened it? Or are we the exception to the rule? I remember my previous one fuck stands. I hardly knew the guys and before I knew it we were both hitting the sack for a forgettable passionate fuck. As soon one of us cummed we will scupper and never think about it again.
Oh believe me I really do wanna have my passionate love-making with Prince Charming. I really do! But I don't want passion to guide me on this one. I love and cherish Prince Charming and everyday I enjoy the chats and calls and the sweet good night texts however we haven't reached their yet.
There is something with been in a relationship that kinda saps the power out of the sex-centred lives of ours before we met each other. Getting to know Prince Charming is much gratifying at this stage than sucking his dick (which I truly wanna do). Understanding his struggles and his dreams and how they relate to me makes more sense for us to wait until the compatibility is 100%.
One gay friend of mine told me that sex seals a new relationship. The same guy was dumped twice since I met Prince Charming. So the theory of sex enhancing a new relationship is a bit overrated and I for one am a living proof.
But that also raises the question if u have told each other that you love one another why are you still waiting. Frankly I do not know why we are still waiting and honestly I don't care because spending time with him without the sex at this point is more gratifying.
The time will come when Prince Charming's glorious dick will be in my mouth and I will savor it like a slave to his master and in a few days we will be celebrating knowing each other 2 complete months and maybe, just maybe that night I will be making love to a guy who I truly love.
Ciao and have a blessed Mothers day.
Mahad.
Saturday, 20 April 2013
One Month and First Kiss
Prince Charming and I celebrated our one month anniversary a few days ago.
It wasn't something fancy just we texted each other; Everyone does that.
Last weekend though, Prince Charming came over to my place and I had rolled out the red carpet to welcome him.
When I saw him at where the taxi dropped him my heart skipped a beat. I was smiling, he was flashing his sexy smile. After greetings were exchanged, I took him home.
My family was around that particular day so there wasn't much I could do with Prince Charming. I introduced him as a work colleague who was doing a project with me. Those white lies come in handy sometimes.
We went upstairs to my room, I locked it. And our first kiss happened. Prince Charming kissed me with his delicious lips in my room. The memory of that kiss is seared in my mind.
After the kiss, I could barely remember what I had to do. Lunch was ready so I went downstairs and got two plates of Mac and Cheese with the juice and went back to my room.
Prince Charming was spread on my Queen-sized bed and he looked extremely sexy. We turned on Game of Thrones and started munching our lunch.
We later slept side by side, the thrill of sleeping next to this handsome man and the threat of my parents barging in despite the fact that I had locked my room seemed to thrill and make me nervous at the same time.
Before the first episode of the series was done, Prince Charming was taking a power nap and i had the liberty of kissing that handsome mouth. We frenched a bit and stopped fearing that things might go further than that.
I cherished his kisses during the entire afternoon, we frenched at least twice more, held hands and he slept in my chest. The sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife.
Afternoon rolled into a crispy Nairobi evening, Prince Charming and I left the confines of my room to explore the vicinity. Power was out and I found it a liberating reason. We held hands in the dark roads as we walked carelessly. He even pulled me into a kiss that made my knees wobbly. It was a romantic date with so many risks. I enjoyed it thoroughly.
We walked for about an hour and later found a dark spot nearby we sat down, the threat of rains seemed to oblige us and no soul was in sight. Under the cover of darkness and a starless sky, Prince Charming and I finally found our peace and we kept on kissing however we liked. I enjoyed his kisses so much, he even gave me a hickey. A noticeable bulge formed in his trousers and I felt it. He whispered that was for another day in a much more romantic place.
Well Prince Charming and I have lasted a month this week. I who was not known for having a stable relationship. I am going strong with a guy so handsome, I always kiss his picture before I sleep.
It wasn't something fancy just we texted each other; Everyone does that.
Last weekend though, Prince Charming came over to my place and I had rolled out the red carpet to welcome him.
When I saw him at where the taxi dropped him my heart skipped a beat. I was smiling, he was flashing his sexy smile. After greetings were exchanged, I took him home.
My family was around that particular day so there wasn't much I could do with Prince Charming. I introduced him as a work colleague who was doing a project with me. Those white lies come in handy sometimes.
We went upstairs to my room, I locked it. And our first kiss happened. Prince Charming kissed me with his delicious lips in my room. The memory of that kiss is seared in my mind.
After the kiss, I could barely remember what I had to do. Lunch was ready so I went downstairs and got two plates of Mac and Cheese with the juice and went back to my room.
Prince Charming was spread on my Queen-sized bed and he looked extremely sexy. We turned on Game of Thrones and started munching our lunch.
We later slept side by side, the thrill of sleeping next to this handsome man and the threat of my parents barging in despite the fact that I had locked my room seemed to thrill and make me nervous at the same time.
Before the first episode of the series was done, Prince Charming was taking a power nap and i had the liberty of kissing that handsome mouth. We frenched a bit and stopped fearing that things might go further than that.
I cherished his kisses during the entire afternoon, we frenched at least twice more, held hands and he slept in my chest. The sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife.
Afternoon rolled into a crispy Nairobi evening, Prince Charming and I left the confines of my room to explore the vicinity. Power was out and I found it a liberating reason. We held hands in the dark roads as we walked carelessly. He even pulled me into a kiss that made my knees wobbly. It was a romantic date with so many risks. I enjoyed it thoroughly.
We walked for about an hour and later found a dark spot nearby we sat down, the threat of rains seemed to oblige us and no soul was in sight. Under the cover of darkness and a starless sky, Prince Charming and I finally found our peace and we kept on kissing however we liked. I enjoyed his kisses so much, he even gave me a hickey. A noticeable bulge formed in his trousers and I felt it. He whispered that was for another day in a much more romantic place.
Well Prince Charming and I have lasted a month this week. I who was not known for having a stable relationship. I am going strong with a guy so handsome, I always kiss his picture before I sleep.
Saturday, 23 March 2013
After-Party Drinks And A Continued First Date
For those who read my previous blog you would know I met a Prince Charming last week who had me at Hello.
What you didn't know was immediately after I published that blog on the day I met him, Prince Charming called up and we chatted a bit (After our date he was heading to one of his friend's house-warming party). It was around 3AM when he called and that just put a large smile on my face.
We kept on talking over the next half an hour and I felt myself as if I was becoming a young giggly girl. The party had almost ended and he was heading for an after-party drinks in some posh bar in upscale Nairobi. I threw caution to the wind and asked if I could join. Half an hour later he was at the agreed meeting place.
Prince Charming was not alone though. He had come with some of his friends who were going for the after-party drinks and I tagged along. I didn't care that I was wearing sandals or the fact that it was four in the morning. The bar itself was a mere twenty minute drive from my place and we reached there in no time.
Drinks were ordered and I loved the way he took charge and ordered my favorite drink. (I am a social drinker) and the stories flowed. I got to know his colleagues Justin and Felicia. Justin was also gay and Prince Charming's best friend since campus.
As with any Kenyans our conversation covered all the major aspects, politics was dished and discussed, the new phenomenon called Tujuane was greatly covered. Susan Mirfat was called unprintable names and drinks flowed. I was mildly tipsy since I haven't had a drink in ages but the attention dished to me by Prince Charming was just amazing.
Before I knew it the sun had risen and Felicia the only girl in the group had decided to go home. Tiredness had finally got it first victim of the group. I was bubbly and mildly tipsy any thoughts of tiredness was dispelled by Prince Charming's sweet caressing of my hand.
If tiredness was a factor to consider, Hunger was an even larger concern. The guys were drinking for the better part of the night and I had last eaten during the dinner. Justin was particularly hungry and started asking the waitress whether we could get something to chew.
Prince Charming kept on his romantic chats with me and I was too engrossed to realize that Justin had gone to complain to get some food. We had privacy and quick glances were stolen, gentle caresses were undertaken and the temperature of the room had spiked to hundred degrees.
Justin and the waitress returned ten minutes later with a bowl of chips to keep the hunger at bay while the chef who had just entered could prepare some meat for us. We slowly devoured the plate of chips and ordered a round of drinks (mind you it was my second bottle). Half an hour later we were joined by another friend of Prince Charming and Justin.
Once again the stories freely flowed and the new friend Adam had added spice to the nearly tiring trio. Adam was also gay and proudly so. This was the first time I had met the true gay community of the country. The group were close-knit and very friendly. They were many more in their circle and Prince Charming promised that I would meet each and every one of them.
One hour after ordering the food, it finally came. A collective sigh of relief passed through the table and plates and spoons were doing the talking. The Nyama Choma as we call it here or Roast Meat in english was disappearing at an alarming rate. Hunger is an enemy that shows no mercy and eating was the solution. I stole some quick glances at Prince Charming who was eating so sexily if that was possible. At that time I wished I was the fork so that I could touch his sweet lips. Our eyes met and we both smiled.
Fed and Happy, now the conversation took a little slower turn. Adam and Justin were in deep conversation which left Prince Charming all to me. I could swore that we were chatting mentally because little was said between us and the caressing of the hand was there. Our eyes were locked onto each other, we both were a bit shy to speak lovingly to one another in the presence of his friends. So I took my phone and texted on Whatsapp.
If little was spoken after the meal between Prince Charming and I, it was a different case on WhatsApp. We sent each other texts while we sat infront of each other. We even managed to send pictures to each other. Prince Charming sent one pic that made my 3rd leg stand at an absolute attention.
Hunger had been appeased but tiredness had not. Adam was openly yawning and broke with us. He left to go home. It was by then 11AM and the Sun had yet to reach its pole position. A cool wind was blowing and the Sunday crowd fresh from church were starting to mill around in the bar.
Prince Charming's eyes showed signs of tiredness, his texts were heavy and sweet. Pretty soon Justin also split and went to sleep. It just remained the two of us. The phones were placed down, I was now tired and sexually excited. He was super tired and even more sexually aroused. The demons of passion were awake even though none of us had any energy in us.
Prince Charming I say is a gentleman and more. He knew if I followed to his place we both wouldn't be able to resist one another and I would be breaking my own commitments which stipulated that only after five dates would I be bedded by a date.
It took the effort of tiredness and more chatting that somehow we passed that heavy chemistry moment. I so badly wanted him and he so badly wanted me.
We then left the bar a few minutes past midday on Sunday. I entered his car and he started driving me home. I tried begging him to let me go by Taxi but that fell on deaf ears. We pretty much held hands in the car and the trip home was completed soon enough.
I wanted to kiss him goodbye, I could see the longing in his eyes. He looked back at me and got out of the car. I thought he will kiss me in broad daylight, at this point I just wanted to go back with him and forget all the stupid stipulation. He walked slowly towards me and gave me a bear hug. It was our first contact since we met. A tender hug where we somehow hold onto a bit longer. I could smell his cologne and feel the bulge in his trousers. He could also feel the bulge in my trouser and we both let go of each other.
Never has such a sweet moment held so much significance for me. I almost wept. Trust me tears were beginning to form. It was our first date and already I could feel hooked to this gentleman. He smiled his flashy yet sexy smile and shook my hand. Goodbye was all he could whisper. He entered his car and drove off. I'd like to assume he didn't want me to see his tears.
I stood rooted to the place where I was standing and pretty soon my phone was vibrating. It was him calling, smiling I answered as I entered my house. Tired but satisfied.
What you didn't know was immediately after I published that blog on the day I met him, Prince Charming called up and we chatted a bit (After our date he was heading to one of his friend's house-warming party). It was around 3AM when he called and that just put a large smile on my face.
We kept on talking over the next half an hour and I felt myself as if I was becoming a young giggly girl. The party had almost ended and he was heading for an after-party drinks in some posh bar in upscale Nairobi. I threw caution to the wind and asked if I could join. Half an hour later he was at the agreed meeting place.
Prince Charming was not alone though. He had come with some of his friends who were going for the after-party drinks and I tagged along. I didn't care that I was wearing sandals or the fact that it was four in the morning. The bar itself was a mere twenty minute drive from my place and we reached there in no time.
Drinks were ordered and I loved the way he took charge and ordered my favorite drink. (I am a social drinker) and the stories flowed. I got to know his colleagues Justin and Felicia. Justin was also gay and Prince Charming's best friend since campus.
As with any Kenyans our conversation covered all the major aspects, politics was dished and discussed, the new phenomenon called Tujuane was greatly covered. Susan Mirfat was called unprintable names and drinks flowed. I was mildly tipsy since I haven't had a drink in ages but the attention dished to me by Prince Charming was just amazing.
Before I knew it the sun had risen and Felicia the only girl in the group had decided to go home. Tiredness had finally got it first victim of the group. I was bubbly and mildly tipsy any thoughts of tiredness was dispelled by Prince Charming's sweet caressing of my hand.
If tiredness was a factor to consider, Hunger was an even larger concern. The guys were drinking for the better part of the night and I had last eaten during the dinner. Justin was particularly hungry and started asking the waitress whether we could get something to chew.
Prince Charming kept on his romantic chats with me and I was too engrossed to realize that Justin had gone to complain to get some food. We had privacy and quick glances were stolen, gentle caresses were undertaken and the temperature of the room had spiked to hundred degrees.
Justin and the waitress returned ten minutes later with a bowl of chips to keep the hunger at bay while the chef who had just entered could prepare some meat for us. We slowly devoured the plate of chips and ordered a round of drinks (mind you it was my second bottle). Half an hour later we were joined by another friend of Prince Charming and Justin.
Once again the stories freely flowed and the new friend Adam had added spice to the nearly tiring trio. Adam was also gay and proudly so. This was the first time I had met the true gay community of the country. The group were close-knit and very friendly. They were many more in their circle and Prince Charming promised that I would meet each and every one of them.
One hour after ordering the food, it finally came. A collective sigh of relief passed through the table and plates and spoons were doing the talking. The Nyama Choma as we call it here or Roast Meat in english was disappearing at an alarming rate. Hunger is an enemy that shows no mercy and eating was the solution. I stole some quick glances at Prince Charming who was eating so sexily if that was possible. At that time I wished I was the fork so that I could touch his sweet lips. Our eyes met and we both smiled.
Fed and Happy, now the conversation took a little slower turn. Adam and Justin were in deep conversation which left Prince Charming all to me. I could swore that we were chatting mentally because little was said between us and the caressing of the hand was there. Our eyes were locked onto each other, we both were a bit shy to speak lovingly to one another in the presence of his friends. So I took my phone and texted on Whatsapp.
If little was spoken after the meal between Prince Charming and I, it was a different case on WhatsApp. We sent each other texts while we sat infront of each other. We even managed to send pictures to each other. Prince Charming sent one pic that made my 3rd leg stand at an absolute attention.
Hunger had been appeased but tiredness had not. Adam was openly yawning and broke with us. He left to go home. It was by then 11AM and the Sun had yet to reach its pole position. A cool wind was blowing and the Sunday crowd fresh from church were starting to mill around in the bar.
Prince Charming's eyes showed signs of tiredness, his texts were heavy and sweet. Pretty soon Justin also split and went to sleep. It just remained the two of us. The phones were placed down, I was now tired and sexually excited. He was super tired and even more sexually aroused. The demons of passion were awake even though none of us had any energy in us.
Prince Charming I say is a gentleman and more. He knew if I followed to his place we both wouldn't be able to resist one another and I would be breaking my own commitments which stipulated that only after five dates would I be bedded by a date.
It took the effort of tiredness and more chatting that somehow we passed that heavy chemistry moment. I so badly wanted him and he so badly wanted me.
We then left the bar a few minutes past midday on Sunday. I entered his car and he started driving me home. I tried begging him to let me go by Taxi but that fell on deaf ears. We pretty much held hands in the car and the trip home was completed soon enough.
I wanted to kiss him goodbye, I could see the longing in his eyes. He looked back at me and got out of the car. I thought he will kiss me in broad daylight, at this point I just wanted to go back with him and forget all the stupid stipulation. He walked slowly towards me and gave me a bear hug. It was our first contact since we met. A tender hug where we somehow hold onto a bit longer. I could smell his cologne and feel the bulge in his trousers. He could also feel the bulge in my trouser and we both let go of each other.
Never has such a sweet moment held so much significance for me. I almost wept. Trust me tears were beginning to form. It was our first date and already I could feel hooked to this gentleman. He smiled his flashy yet sexy smile and shook my hand. Goodbye was all he could whisper. He entered his car and drove off. I'd like to assume he didn't want me to see his tears.
I stood rooted to the place where I was standing and pretty soon my phone was vibrating. It was him calling, smiling I answered as I entered my house. Tired but satisfied.
Saturday, 16 March 2013
A Romantic Date with a Perfect Gentlemen
I gotta admit that am not that type of a guy who usually pens what I experience on that particular day. I wasn't even sure I could do this now. After a glass of wine and some pills, I guess I am cool with starting a blog.
First I would like to share with my blog readers that I am gay- and proud. I guess I made my peace with that aspect of mine. I am also Muslim. I also made peace with those seemingly contradicting halves of myself.
Thanks to the internet I could share with anonymous readers my deepest darkest secrets that I couldn't share with my loved ones for fear of rejection. The internet to me is the great equalizer; breaking boundaries, social and physical.
For those who say been gay is a choice, I want to tell you that I have always been attracted to boys. I remember one day when my parents took us to a wedding I shouted loudly to my mum that I would marry a man. Talk about coming out when you are a toddler.
Well the topic at hand was a fabulous date I had today with a handsome yet charming guy.
Well for privacy's sake lets call him Prince Charming.
We actually met in one of this gay singles site. And we chatted for a whole day.
Prince charming called me up on Saturday and said he'd pass by around 8pm. True to his word he was there pronto and I was kinda thrilled by his punctuality. I immediately rushed to the venue and Lo and Behold he was sitted comfortably in his chair.
I entered the room trying to make a first impression and hoping for that romantic first dates I always see in Rom-Com.
This date however was better than that Rom-Com.
The date started with a perfect tenor where we introduced one another. I immediately liked him, Prince Charming was calm and composed. We got to talking and soon we were even discussing our past relationships. I have always thought speaking of your ex was a bad sign. Trust me with Prince Charming it was like a breeze. I somehow couldn't even recall my ex's name.
Two hours and a dinner later, we were discussing our taste in Pop culture. Frankly I don't believe we could be any different. We both liked Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, Lord of the Rings and we both hated twilight with a passion.
Our Musical taste was uncannily same, top marks went to the divas Beyonce and Whitney Houston. Honorable mentions for Fun, Gotye, Oliver Tank, Jay-Z. Bottom marks for Justin Bieber and Nikki Minaj. Is there anyone who doesn't hate Bieber?
We both discovered we were bookworms and high fived one another.
Unfortunately Prince Charming had to go to his friend's place. I kind of felt sad and wished he stayed the whole night. But everything has to end at some point.
The good thing though is that Prince Charming asked me out for a 2nd date next weekend. That somehow added cream to the lovely date I had today.
Looking forward to next week and hoping for a more perfect date.
For me that is the cream. At last hope has been born for the guy who had his fair share of bad dates and horrible one night stands. Looking forward to next week with passion.
Yasser.
Ps Before I sign out I would love to share this beautiful article I found on Daily Mail. It made me happy and I almost cried.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2294281/Dads-touching-letter-accepting-gay-son-goes-viral.html
Hope you guys see it before its deactivated!!!
Till we meet again, Ciao babes
First I would like to share with my blog readers that I am gay- and proud. I guess I made my peace with that aspect of mine. I am also Muslim. I also made peace with those seemingly contradicting halves of myself.
Thanks to the internet I could share with anonymous readers my deepest darkest secrets that I couldn't share with my loved ones for fear of rejection. The internet to me is the great equalizer; breaking boundaries, social and physical.
For those who say been gay is a choice, I want to tell you that I have always been attracted to boys. I remember one day when my parents took us to a wedding I shouted loudly to my mum that I would marry a man. Talk about coming out when you are a toddler.
Well the topic at hand was a fabulous date I had today with a handsome yet charming guy.
Well for privacy's sake lets call him Prince Charming.
We actually met in one of this gay singles site. And we chatted for a whole day.
Prince charming called me up on Saturday and said he'd pass by around 8pm. True to his word he was there pronto and I was kinda thrilled by his punctuality. I immediately rushed to the venue and Lo and Behold he was sitted comfortably in his chair.
I entered the room trying to make a first impression and hoping for that romantic first dates I always see in Rom-Com.
This date however was better than that Rom-Com.
The date started with a perfect tenor where we introduced one another. I immediately liked him, Prince Charming was calm and composed. We got to talking and soon we were even discussing our past relationships. I have always thought speaking of your ex was a bad sign. Trust me with Prince Charming it was like a breeze. I somehow couldn't even recall my ex's name.
Two hours and a dinner later, we were discussing our taste in Pop culture. Frankly I don't believe we could be any different. We both liked Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, Lord of the Rings and we both hated twilight with a passion.
Our Musical taste was uncannily same, top marks went to the divas Beyonce and Whitney Houston. Honorable mentions for Fun, Gotye, Oliver Tank, Jay-Z. Bottom marks for Justin Bieber and Nikki Minaj. Is there anyone who doesn't hate Bieber?
We both discovered we were bookworms and high fived one another.
Unfortunately Prince Charming had to go to his friend's place. I kind of felt sad and wished he stayed the whole night. But everything has to end at some point.
The good thing though is that Prince Charming asked me out for a 2nd date next weekend. That somehow added cream to the lovely date I had today.
Looking forward to next week and hoping for a more perfect date.
For me that is the cream. At last hope has been born for the guy who had his fair share of bad dates and horrible one night stands. Looking forward to next week with passion.
Yasser.
Ps Before I sign out I would love to share this beautiful article I found on Daily Mail. It made me happy and I almost cried.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2294281/Dads-touching-letter-accepting-gay-son-goes-viral.html
Hope you guys see it before its deactivated!!!
Till we meet again, Ciao babes
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