Great Expectations - Page 7 - Relationship Problems

Everything seemed perfect. I've got a hot guy whom I can be intimate with (only behind closed doors) and he is totally cool with it. My career has never been more exciting. I'm on top of my game. For the first time, I will be celebrating Christmas as someone's partner, 'other half'.... BOYFRIEND. And although he told me many times that he hates being called that, I secretly kept standing in front of the mirror every morning, giving myself a pat on the back saying, 'You picked well kid!'

But sex is sex and straight boys will be, well, boys.

He slept in my apartment one night because we got pretty drunk after watching porn. Apparently, one of the things he started enjoying is me imitating whatever the Corbin Fisher boys are doing in the videos. He liked it if we play a bit, if I kiss him on his cheeks, rub his dick on my face, poke my ass with it, ask me to kiss it, until I decide to devour his entire meat.

Problem #1

One thing I tried new since we started seeing each other is the (almost) daily dose of his huge cock. As I've said in the past, I am not really fond of cocks. I don't enjoy blow jobs. I think it's so boring to give someone a head. It also gives you a stiff neck especially if the guy you're giving one to pulls off a one-hour stint.

to be continued.......

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++ My apologies for not being able to post entries lately. I've been busy celebrating the second anniversary of my blog and decided to take a break. And now, the story continues... ++

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Victor and I became constant buddies since he apologised to me. It was an apology that was very hard for me to accept but I did. Why? Because I really like this person and he sounded very sincere when he said it. I really thought he meant it. So, after he said it, we laid out some rules for our newfound 'relationship'.

That's one thing though. We didn't really define this as a 'relationship'. We still fall under the standards of friends with benefits... also known as FUBU - Fuck Buddies.

'Don't call me that.' He said.

'Alright. Fuck mate?' I joked.

'Stop it. I mean it.'

'So, what do I call you?'

'You don't have to call me anything. Just... act normal.'

'So you expect me to call you..... DUDE?'

'Yeah.'

'Okay, wanna fuck DUDE?

'Fuck you.'

'Not today.'

'Grrrr...'

I was more than relieved to hear that he had issues with calling me his FUBU. For one, we haven't really 'fucked', I'm still thinking about that. And there is no such thing as a SUBU - Suck Buddy. So I had to settle with 'dude'.

Being in this kind of relationship can be very difficult. I had to act normal - meaning I have to like NBA Live and act like I want to lick some girl's tits. He was so conscious about us looking like we're a couple so he constantly kept his distance and gave me a daunting look whenever I was becoming a little too touchy and sweet.

Yes, it is hard. But I still played the game. On Saturdays, he would drop by after work to get his regular dose of what would later be called the powersuck. I love the fact that he enjoys my smart tongue maneuvers that I've researched over the past few weeks, thanks to Corbin Fisher and the Horny Monks (email me on how to get these videos). I like it when he calls out my name and says 'Ahhhhh Kai! Shit! Ahhhh! I love it...'

One night, he told me he was kinda horny because he watched some soft porno movie in which the lead actress is someone he had a major crush on. He asked if he could drop by to see me. That was usually my queue that he wants to get his freak on.

But on that particular night, something truly amazing happened.

'Hey.... uhm.... DUDE!'

'You sound uncomfortable calling me that.'

'That's because this DUDE has been licking your balls?'

'Hushhhhhhh.... Can't you wait until I get in? The neighbors might hear you..'

'Okay sure... CUM in please!'

We went through the usual routine. I asked how his day was and he asked me the same question. I ordered Chinese take-out, which arrived 30 minutes later, I had champagne. He wanted orange juice. A little more small talk. Laughed a little.

'Thanks.'

'For what?' I was thinking it was the food.

'For this. You hanging out with me after I acted like a jerk.'

'That was weeks ago. You keep bringing it back.'

'I guess I'm just grateful that I got in touch with you again.'

'I know. I'm happy right now.'

'Yeah me too.'

I raised an eyebrow.

'You are?'

'Yeah, I really am. Here. With you.'

I stood up and got more drinks for myself. That was lovely to hear. I wish it came from his heart. Apparently, the champagne came at the right time. But of course, I was cautious. I controlled my feelings and pretended that I didn't care.

'You really... didn't have to say that just to get laid.'

'Who says I wanted to get laid?'

'Isn't that why you're here?'

I got a little nervous. I was not prepared for the inevitable 'yes'.

'I knew you'd say that.'

'Well, it's true isn't it? But don't worry, I'm okay with it.

'Kai ...'

'I'm just happy with this. Don't change the channel.'

'Kai... I--I'

'I'm totally cool with..'

And before I could finish, he gave me a big, sweet kiss on my lips. For a moment, I was speechless.

And then the next minute, I was in ecstasy.

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Wow.... time truly flies while you're having a lot of fun. I didn't realize until yesterday that this blog, MY blog, is now 2 years old. I signed up for the original Bravenet site on 8 December 05 and wrote my very first entry on 10 December. If you have time, please go back to the archives and tell me what you think.

Thank you my dear readers! I know I don't update as much as the other bloggers but rest assured that I will continue to write more interesting and exciting stuff for you.

Cheers to Lows, Highs, and Alibis YEAR 3!