09-10-2014, 09:24 AM
My first night with my boyfriend; you're not gonna believe this...
I took the bus in the morning to meet him near the hotel where he works, he had to go to the hairdresser, then we had lunch together. A week ago he and his family had moved to the mountains, I entered the house and it was so beautiful, a lot of space available. His parents are separated but his father was here briefly, which makes only my bf, his 13-y-o brother and his mother, a very talkative woman.
At around 8:00 PM we stood on the balcony and said everything in mind, whatever we were feeling. We spoke about his past experiences, about my cursed family and why I avoid letting him enter my house. Then we watched X-Men in his room with his little brother, with chips and bottles of whiskey, buzz and champagne.
Yeah we got totally drunk, and in his brother's presence he was cuddling me. I began wondering whether he was really drunk and could expose us, or his brother's hardly perceptible words because I was drunk too, telling us to go ahead and do something bigger. Then we started making out, on the large sofa then on bed, and his younger brother seemed to have no problem with it... Then after a small break, he told us that he'll keep our secret and we could trust him, and since he was asleep he'll sleep in his mother's room like he always did, to make sure she doesn't wake up and bumps on us.
There he went, all were sleeping except me and my bf. Now completely sure and safe knowing his mother is too tired and sleeping, we had the REAL SEX. I bottomed, it took around 15-20 minutes, it was PERFECT, no pain at all, joy to the full. Then the next morning after we woke up and had breakfast, his brother showed me on my bf's phone pics of hot guys and gay porn videos, and without the need of asking anything, I understood he came out to his supportive and trustful brother.
What on earth is happening with me?! Is it the power of imagination that makes it all real?! It was the most beautiful night I've ever spent...
I took the bus in the morning to meet him near the hotel where he works, he had to go to the hairdresser, then we had lunch together. A week ago he and his family had moved to the mountains, I entered the house and it was so beautiful, a lot of space available. His parents are separated but his father was here briefly, which makes only my bf, his 13-y-o brother and his mother, a very talkative woman.
At around 8:00 PM we stood on the balcony and said everything in mind, whatever we were feeling. We spoke about his past experiences, about my cursed family and why I avoid letting him enter my house. Then we watched X-Men in his room with his little brother, with chips and bottles of whiskey, buzz and champagne.
Yeah we got totally drunk, and in his brother's presence he was cuddling me. I began wondering whether he was really drunk and could expose us, or his brother's hardly perceptible words because I was drunk too, telling us to go ahead and do something bigger. Then we started making out, on the large sofa then on bed, and his younger brother seemed to have no problem with it... Then after a small break, he told us that he'll keep our secret and we could trust him, and since he was asleep he'll sleep in his mother's room like he always did, to make sure she doesn't wake up and bumps on us.
There he went, all were sleeping except me and my bf. Now completely sure and safe knowing his mother is too tired and sleeping, we had the REAL SEX. I bottomed, it took around 15-20 minutes, it was PERFECT, no pain at all, joy to the full. Then the next morning after we woke up and had breakfast, his brother showed me on my bf's phone pics of hot guys and gay porn videos, and without the need of asking anything, I understood he came out to his supportive and trustful brother.
What on earth is happening with me?! Is it the power of imagination that makes it all real?! It was the most beautiful night I've ever spent...