My micro-poem “Kiss Me” is definitely a case of making a long story short. But at least what you’re about to read is a sexy long story. It’s from a flashback to an encounter even before my studio-based porn days. So that’s over 20 years ago.
It was one night at Splash Bar, a (no longer open) NYC gay bar that was located in Chelsea section and turned into a club later in the evening. I ran into someone I had long had a crush on. The problem for me was that when I first met him, I had already made out and about to head out with his best friend. Even then, I felt the attraction was mutual. Fast forward to some months later, we ran into each other at Splash Bar again. And since the best friend and I never became a thing, we felt no guilt giving in to that mutual attraction.
As we gave into our attraction, we started out chatting at the bar. Then soon made our way to the dancefloor. While on the dancefloor, we kissed. The kiss slowly got more and more intense. He was over 6′ tall to my 5’6″ and he took full advantage by literally picking me up off the floor and dipping me during that kiss.
The intensity of that kiss reached such a level that when we finally broke away from it, I felt like I was on the dancefloor butt-ass naked. But naked for a purpose. For I felt like I was butt-ass naked because we had just fucked on the dancefloor. As if during that kiss, his tongue became his cock and my mouth became my butthole. So that long unrequited lust for each other was finally starting to be set free.
Yes, I said, “starting”. Because soon after that kiss, we made plans to head back to his place. However, before we left, he needed to tell his best friend that he was leaving. Yes, the same best friend I hooked up with the night I initially met him. And… who he had become roommates with.
When we caught up to the best friend, the best friend also had someone. So I forgot who left and got to the apartment first, but at one point, both pairs were doing their thing in separate rooms of the apartment. With us, it was the living room making out, then the bedroom to fuck, then the bathroom with the intention to shower. However, instead of showering right away, we ended up fucking again. On the floor, then he put me up against the wall. It was so much that his thrusts starting sending such a strong shiver through my body that my legs almost gave way.
Like I said before, it was long unrequited lust. So with all that transpired from it finally being released, it should be no surprise that the memory of the kiss that started it all sporadically pops up in my mind from time to time. And it is the kind of kiss I have always wanted with any and every guy I have gotten with and will get with offering sex s a near possibility.
With all of that said, I hope the lyrics make even more sense to you. 😉
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