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Meeting Robert Chapter 2 - So What Happens Now?
I could feel his hardness pressing against my ass. I turned to him, massaging his chest. His low moans were telling me that he still had some pent up hormonal desires that needed to be met. I however, had different plans. I washed off all the soap and turned off the water. We both dripping wet got out, me watching his cock bounce up and down. I grabbed his hand and led him to the living room.
"So have you ever made love on the floor?"
"Honestly Timothy, I have wanted to but never got the chance."
"Well that's going to change."
With that, I grabbed the grey throw blanket off the back of the couch and laid it on the floor, me along with it. I smiled as he grabbed the bowl of strawberries from the table. He laid down next to me with the bowl. He picked up one of the ruby colored fruit, tearing off the stem, and placing it half way in his mouth. Leaning close to my face, I bit the end hanging out. I quickly chewed up the fruit and let my tongue trail over his lips. I noticed him chew and let his tongue lick where I left my mark.
He then wrapped his arms around me and started to kiss me. I could taste the strawberry in his mouth. I started to moan, lightly calling out his name.
"Oh.Robert."
I could hear the giggle deep in his belly. I guess he liked hearing me call his name.
"What's so funny?"
"The way you say my name when I touch you right here."
And with that he moved his hand precisely below my waist, above my thigh directly on my hip, and placed a small amount of pressure at that spot. I never understood why the spot was so sensitive, but it made me tingle and quiver all over. As before, I lightly called out his name.
"Oh.Robert."
"See.I love that."
I turned to my side, letting him know that I was ready for him to enter me again. I couldn't get enough of him. It was like I was a junkie and he was my very own narcotic. He didn't need to be told anything, as I turned he threw his leg around me, like before, and pushed his throbbing pole against my waiting hole. He pushed and I took a breath.
"Do it.please Robert.fuck me again."
I felt him push and slide in. The previous go around let him enter me easier. There was no pain this time, just that explosion of ecstasy. He was grunting like a beast, digging his fingers into my shoulder. I turned my head up and licked his chin. As he stuck out his tongue, I met it with mine. I could feel every pass, it was as if he was searching for desirable jewels and my hole was the cave of wonders.
"Do you like this? Do want me to continue?"
I was thinking to myself, what kind of questions are these?
"Yes.don't you dare stop."
That I guess was the only confirmation he needed. His thrusting continued, and started to quicken.
"Oh.I'm about to cum."
"Wait.pull out."
And he did, and laid on his back, as I lowered myself on his knob. His cock was hot, from temperature, and I could feel his pulse with every pass. He tensed up and began to get rigid. Then there it was, his cum blasting from his root, filling my mouth with its creamy goodness. That sticky, sweet and sour mixture made me harden. I lifted up and found myself, being pushed onto my back, and Robert lying on top of me. He placed his lips on mine and was grinding his hips into me, hitting my special spot. I could feel the tingling sensation from my toes. Finally, when I looked into his eyes, there was something in them that looked different.
"What's wrong Robert?"
"I'm just really happy. For the longest time I have been so alone and sad. Now you come here and we get together, I just don't know how to let you go."
"Well my ticket is changeable. I can go home any time. The next semester doesn't start for a month."
This news made him smile.
"So where were we?"
With that, he lowers on my now semi-flaccid pole and places his warm lips over the head. He revives me, squeezing my spot, making me arch my back. When he lets go, I lay back down and he resumes going down on me. My heart rate quickens and that sensation of the big pay off is coming right around the corner. The room starts to spin and I feel my body go stiff and I release. I can feel the four waves of cum flow out of me and into his waiting mouth.
With a mouth full of cum, he brings himself eye level to me and we start to kiss, swirling my cum back and forth between our tongues. That had to be one of the most erotic moments. I notice outside the window that it has started to rain and the heater has kicked on. The room starts to flow with warmth, and I realize that the little throw blanket wasn't doing very much. I start to shiver and it clearly gets Roberts attention.
"You want to go back to bed, so we can warm each other up?"
"That sounds.really good right now."
We both rose from the floor at the same time, he leading the way, heading back towards the bedroom. I looked around the bed and found the shorts and shirt he let me borrow. While I slid the shorts up my thigh, Robert came from behind, catching his hand in mine.
"You don't have to sleep in those if you don't want."
"Okay."
I left the shorts off, and climbed into bed. He did the same, and I snuggled into his chest, listening to his heart. It was strong and steady, full of compassion and honesty. We started to talk about non-essential things like favorite fruits and dislikes, but then the conversation turned to love an my thoughts about the subject.
"I think love, is something that will forever remain mysterious, because it hits everyone differently."
"I agree.so how do you know personally when you're in love?"
"Well I would ask myself.could I spend the rest of my nights without them, and if my heart would break at that very thought than I guess that would be all the clarification I would need. What about you..how would you know your in love?"
"I am a romantic at heart and I believe in love at first sight, but than I do need a little, like you said, clarification. Mine though, is when I think about that special person, would I rather be with them or filming. I enjoy be an actor, don't get me wrong, but love itself is more important to me."
We got silent for a minute and I thought that he had dozed off, but then he said something that was unexpected.
"Timothy.I'm in love with you."
"What.what did you say?"
"I'm in love with you."
I leaned up, out of his arms and sat at the side of the bed. Thinking to myself, I love him back, tell him, but the words didn't want to come out. I felt him move and get off the bed. He walked around and kneeled in front of me. I didn't realized until a tear hit my thigh, that I was crying.
"I'm sorry if I upset you. I didn't mean to. if I did."
I remained silent. He stood up, grabbed a blanket from the bed, and walked towards the living room.
"I will sleep on the couch."
Things remained silent and when I looked over, he was adjusting himself on the couch. I felt like the biggest dumb shit in the world. I knew I had to tell him how I felt. So with that I stood up and walked over to were he was laying and bent down to his ear.
"I love you Robert with all my heart. I'm scared though, but I love you. Now please come back to bed, I can't sleep alone; I've done that for too long."
I could see him smile, and as he lifted from the couch, I kissed him. This wasn't just any kiss, this was the seal the deal, all or nothing kiss. I led him, wrapped in the blanket back to bed. I felt that I needed to explain.
"I'm sorry for how I responded or didn't respond. I just have never had feelings like this, their so foreign to me, but I just had to tell you how I feel."
"I understand.I just thought I really hurt you. I felt bad, when I heard you cry. I never want to be the cause of your tears, unless there from joy and happiness."
He opened the blanket and I slid in, back to my spot.
"This I think.is where I belong...right next to you."
"I agree.I want you with me always Timothy."
Listening to the rain pounding against the windows, I was breathing in his scent, and that was what led me to the most peaceful sleep. Right before I drifted off, I heard him whisper,
"I love you, your mine and I'm yours."
I awoke that morning in an empty bed. The previous nights events flooded their way into my head. Robert told me that I was his and that he was mine. I have never been claimed before, and I wasn't sure how to feel about it. While I lifted off the bed, I realized how badly I had to pee. So I ran into the bathroom and relived myself. After washing and drying my hands off, I heard the front door open. Panicked, because it was early in the morning and I was only wearing a tee shirt, I opened the bathroom door, and grabbed the pair of boxers off the floor. After putting them on, I emerged out of the room, to find Robert fixing breakfast. His exuberant smile made my heart flutter with excitement.
"Good morning, I hope I didn't wake you."
"No not at all."
As I walked over to him, I noticed he was smiling at my crotch. I was wondering maybe I dribbled or something.
"What's so funny?"
He whispered into my ear."your wearing my boxers."
And with that I looked down to find that I was indeed wearing his boxers from last night. I really didn't think to look when I was in the bathroom.
"Oh sorry.I didn't loo.."
"No they look better on you anyway. Speaking of clothes your stuff is hanging in the closet. It was brought over early this morning."
"Oh okay.thank you.what time is it by the way?"
"Around 9:45."
"Okay well I'm going to take a shower and get dressed. I will be out in a minute."
"Alright."
So I found myself opening the closet and grabbing my bag of bathroom items. I pulled out my rose body wash and quickly turned on the water and took off my clothes waiting for the right temperature. After a few seconds the water was the perfect temp, a little on the hot side, and I slid in lathering up the ros‚ goodness. The natural aroma was intoxicating and as I was lightly humming my funny valentine, I realized that I was no longer alone.
"My funny valentine.sweet comic valentine..you make me smile with my heart."
His voice was so soothing and beautiful. The tone made me weak at the knees, and into the shower he stepped.
"I wanted to help you wash yourself."
He rubbed himself against me, touching my spot.
"Robert.mmm."
"Works everytime."
"Ya ya ya."
After I finished washing my hair, I turned to realized he was fully dressed, and his clothes looked expensive.
".didn't have enough time to undress."
"Didn't want to, didn't want to waste time when I could spend those extra seconds with you."