BY THE WAY....OMNI & BUTTA...THE TWO OF YOU ABSOLUTELY AMAZE ME!! 250 CONDOMS? A POPSICLE IN CHICAGO? YOU TWO BETTER BE GLAD AS RAIN THAT WE ALL DON'T LIVE CLOSE TO EACH OTHER, B/C I'D PUT YOU TWO KIDS TO SHAME!!!!!
City has to be up at like 5am to get ready for work. Oh, and he goes to school full time too....so he gets off at 2, then goes to class everyday except Thursday and Friday. Last week, I was working from 6:30am to 2pm. Worked well for us.
He asked me on Wednesday to stay over with him....I did. He asked again Thursday...I did. On Friday he called and said bring enough clothes, and I'll make sure you make it to work on Sunday. So I went over for a while.
Did I mention that we haven't had sex yet. I've been talkin to him since the first week of February...been stayin over there since the 16 or 17th of February. Not every day, but enough.
So....when I got there Friday, we decided to get drunk. I had a bottle of Arbor Mist and a bottle of Ketle1 Vodka. Mixed both together...I had fun in my little corner. I don't know what the hell he had. We are watching tv and he asks me what's your deal? you never touch it??
::cracking up laughing:: Since as long as I remember...I have a thing about touching a dick. Like I don't want to see the size of it or grab it until I know FOR SURE that I'm about to do something with it. And I don't know if I'm getting old or what...but I'm not ready to sleep with him yet. Mostly b/c I just don't know what the hell I want. And I don't want to drag anyone through the mud if I'm uncertain about anything. So I just let it be. He doesn't pressure me or ask or anything. Actually, that would have been the first sexual thing he's ever asked me.
Anyway....he asks that, and I start laughing. Pretended I had no clue what he was talking about. But he was like listen, you CAN touch me you know..... Alright alright! Point taken.
I dunno, we started out on the floor, then the couch, then we went into his room. I was pretty shit-faced, he was pretty far gone too. By the time we made it to his room....I had worked up the courage to...you know....touch it.
::dying laughing::
Have I told you guys that City is white? He looks a little like John B...when he's in a suit, not on a normal day.
::clutching my side::
Um, so I have always believed in that theroy that black and italian guys have big dicks. Spanish guys are short yet on the thick side. And well, white guys have short, thin, barely there dicks.
::pausing::
So, like I said, City is white. He has normal size feet, normal size hands, but they are thick fingers. Not fat or chubby, but thick fingers.
::resuming laughing::
So I grab it right....and like I said, I was feelin pretty good...so I yank it towards me, look down, and say real loud (because I thought I had my inner monologe on) OH SHIT!!!
He stops kissing my neck and sits up, asking "WHAT'S WRONG". So I start chuckling a little, say 'nothing'. He looks at me and says "no is everything ok..do you want to stop..are you ok?". I have this stupid grin on my face and just tell him 'no...no it's ok...just got a little dizzy, that's all'.
::hysterical with laughter::
Ok, at your leasure, I want you to go and get a wine glass. Around the rim, take your thumb and your middle finger and see if your fingers can touch. No, they probably won't. That's how freakin thick this guy is. And for the record, he's not short either. Not at all.
I'm like 'WHAT THE FUCK!!!' Is white guys having big dicks the new trend like white girls havin big asses? And if so....why did SIG not get the memo!!!! This is 2 for 2.
What the hell am I gonna do. (ok, we ALL know what I'm going to eventually do) - but shit! I thought that was funny.
But for Sexual-B's pleasure, that's not the funniest thing that happened.
We are still making out or whatever, and he pulls me on top of him. So I'm playing with him or whatever, we are kissing...but then he stops, kinda turns his head to the side. Okay, whatever. I'm kissing on his neck...still playing with him...and I hear him take a real deep breath. Pay no real attention to it. Still kind of doing my thing....and I hear the breath again. I pause, sit up some...and look down at him. He fell asleep!!!!! Like, he started snoring...he fuckin fell asleep!!!! I'm sitting there utterly fuckin amazed. I push him in the arm CITY!!!! I get no response. I pick up his arm like 4 inches off the bed. It drops back like dead weight.
Oh I was pissed...well more mortified than pissed. And pretty damn embarassed too. I mean, I've had a lot of things happen to me, but never someone falling asleep.
So I said 'fuck it', grabbed a blanket and went and slept on the couch. Damn shame!
He comes out around 10:30 in the morning, gets me and we go get in the bed. He's like "why in the fuck were you on the couch". I look at him and say 'because you fell asleep [City]'. He shrugs at me like "okay and...". So I start cracking up laughing. In between my chuckles, I say...yeah I'm fuckin playin w/ your dick like you've been asking me to....and then you fall asleep while I'm on top of you w/ your shit in my hand! He was embarassed. Reminded me that he had a LOT to drink...was up for over 24 hours straight (which is true...we both were)....so whatever.
We had a laugh about it, made out some more.
It's strange...I won't let him touch me at all below the waist. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I can't keep doing this b/c I like his company and we get along great. Pretty soon...like everyone on both sides are asking the both of us...we have to decide what's going on between us. And my answer wants to be...we just hang out.
Nate brought to my attention that its strange to sleep in the bed with a guy for so many nights, we kiss all the time, go out in public, I've been to his mothers house on multiple occasions, met damn near all his friends...yet we aren't having sex, I won't let him do anything below the waist on me, and dodge any questions that have anything to do with relationships or defining what we have, etc. Actually Nate fuckin pissed me off by asking me that, b/c now I feel like I SHOULD be trying to define something, but I don't want to. I want to sleep with City, now, because I want to feel what it's like. But that's kind of what I have Flyy for, right. (Which he's asking to come over...but I'm successfully dodging that for the moment). SoCal is looking at me like I'm fuckin looney, but what can I do?
Ehhh...
I've gotta get ready for work.
Take that pound #