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Ladies and germs, I present, Tenderness 04!
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--------AARON--------
I wished that that day could never end. We kept kissing each other, and it was amazing. The first kiss, the one I had given him when I was sobbing my eyes out at the end of our first date, that had been amazing. Now, it was just a series of little ones, where we never even opened our mouths. It was like we were testing each other, or something.
All I know, is that when I left his house at eight to get to work, we shared a long kiss that was earth-shattering. His tongue was in my mouth, mine was in his. Our eyes were closed and it was hard telling where I ended and where he began. When the kiss broke we were both flustered and his eyes were shining and we were both panting, but he was a perfect gentleman.
When I was driving home to change, I wondered if he had jerked off when I left. We were spending so much time together, but we hadn't done anything but kiss. I wasn't ready to do anything but kiss.
I was so worried after that. Was he perfectly understanding as he seemed? Or was he frustrated that I wouldn't 'put out?' The more I thought about it, the more the second seemed true. I had friends, lesbian and gay, where sex on the first date was very common. Even among the most stable and steady-going of my friends, the third date was the mutual agreement to have sex of some kind.
That night at the bar, I felt guiltier and guiltier. I started to feel like shit. I felt worthless. I felt conniving, and greedy, and selfish. I listened to a woman named Jenny complain that her sweet new partner wasn't licking her pussy even after four dates. I suddenly felt sick, and rushed to the bathroom.
I looked at my pale sick face in the mirror. I needed Daniel. Would I have to just grit my teeth and bear it for him to stay with me? I knew I wouldn't be able to make love with him, I was still torn up down there, and I needed to have a follow-up with my doctor to make sure there were no complications with the disease I had picked up...
But I didn't want to have sex! Not yet, that would ruin everything! He would realize how panicky I got, and how afraid I was. As soon as he knew how afraid I was of having any kind of sex, he would leave!
Tears were starting to flow down my face, when my phone buzzed. I was so shocked that I gave a startled little hiccup and stopped crying. I checked my phone, sure it had to be my dad, but hoping it was Daniel.
The screen said VOICEMAIL FROM DANIEL, so I listened to his message, biting my lip nervously.
"Hey, Aaron! Sorry about calling you at work, but I totally forgot to ask you... Call me back when you get this message, but, since you had a day off this Saturday, I was wondering if I could maybe take you to meet my parents. They are really friendly and understanding, and they've been begging me to bring my new boyfriend home! They're kinda embarrassing, but I bet they are just gonna love you! Call me back, bye!"
His voice was soothing, even as a grainy machine-recording. I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I was getting nervous, of course I was! I always got stupid and obsessive about little things, and big things too. I just panicked. I let out a shaky laugh and kissed my phone. "Thanks Daniel." I whispered, before wiping my eyes and getting back to work.
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Me and my Dad tried again on Friday. He was in Minneapolis for the rest of the week. He had come down to check on me, but he was also visiting some relatives that he hadn't seen in a few months. No one in my family had been able to accept me, none of them even tried. Maybe Mom would have.
We went to a Twins game in the new Target Stadium. I was kind of clueless when it came to sports, but I loved going to sports with Dad because it was the one time that he ever truly relaxed around me. He was so preoccupied by the game that he joked and laughed and he gave me bear hugs when we won home runs. He became a different person when he was at sports games.
What can I say? There was a baseball game and a bunch of men ran around on a field chasing a little white ball while my father treated me like his son. I had a good time, but I still didn't pay that much attention to the game. I'm not even sure who won...
--------DANIEL--------
I had been nervous before around Aaron. If we had been just hanging out alone, I'm sure that I might have been less nervous. But he was coming to meet my family now! I wasn't afraid of them being mean to him, I was worried about them overwhelming him. I hoped he would like them.
My mother was an accountant for the city zoning board, and my father owned an Italian restaurant downtown. They lived in the second floor, and I had grown up with the smell of garlic and tomato and basil.
I had wanted to have a romantic dinner with Aaron in the restaurant, but my mother had changed it around, so now we were having a family dinner up in their flat with not only my parents, but my sister, and my brother Marcus and his fiance Diane.
I was picking him up. I drove my Honda up to his apartment at about seven twenty and instantly felt a little flutter in my chest as he stood up. He had been sitting on the concrete steps in the warm afternoon, waiting for me to come.
He stood up, and he looked unbelievable. He was wearing tight dark blue jeans and a shirt of a shiny dark grey. His hair was in a tight ponytail and he was wearing sparkly earrings. That much I could see from far away, but as he got closer and closer I saw more and more.
Maybe this is strange, but for me, the sexiest part of the human body that wasn't overtly sexual was the neck. Aaron had shyly told me on Wednesday that he really liked my forearms, so maybe everyone likes a certain part of the body. For me, it has always been the neck. His throat was very slender and shapely, I could see the way the V of the muscles in his neck moved.
He was really glamming it up tonight, sparkly earrings, bangles on his wrists, a couple of rings on his hands, and a pretty choker necklace. He liked wearing jewelry, that was another thing he had told me. I loved that choker, it was a black ribbon that went around his throat, and it had a tiny bell as the pendant. I could hear the softest little jingle when he opened the car door to scoot in. His eyes were beautiful, pale brown and open. He was looking at me nervously, judging my reaction. His eyes were lined very lightly with dark eyeliner.
I couldn't resist him, coming in my car so cute. I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. He giggled. "Hi Daniel, I felt kinda silly waiting out there like that. If anyone had seen me, they might have suspected that I was gay!" He did the last bit in a joking voice and I laughed with him, not before I snuck a kiss on the sweet spot just under his ear.
Wednesday had been highly informative for the both of us. We had been snuggling and kissing, and I had found out that he had a sensitive little zone right under his ear. Feel for it, right under the earlobe where the corner of the jawbone meets the neck. One little kiss right there was enough to get a surprised little moan and a deep blush.
I chuckled at him while he was bright red and looking so flustered and cute. He leaned forward and kissed me right on the lips.
"Ow!" I was more surprised then hurt when he nipped my lower lip, hard.
