The boy next door.

How could I f-ck her raw? And I just met the hoe My dick took over it aint never felt this wet before Im stressing in my mind but its way to late to stop it Make this shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket Lets change the topic - Jcole.

 

Well my night went something similar to that. I have been talking to this guy on and off since middle school. He is someone who I care a great deal about and I've known him for half of my life. We went to the same schools, same neighborhood and had majority of the same friends growing up. He was basically the boy next door. As teenagers and adults we had always had a sexual chemistry between us, which consist of lots of kissing, touching and xxx talk but nothing ever popped off between us. When we graduated from high school we went our separate ways, but we kept in touch throughout the years.



I randomly ran into him when I was hanging out at the bars one night. I must admit I was drunk as hell and I remember I kept leaving my girls because my bladder was failing me that night. On my final trip to the bathroom I ran into a girl I went to high school with. I was so excited to see her but I couldn't remember her name to save my life.  She told me "Mikey" was in the club as well and asked me if I saw him. I was like what wait "Mikey" is here? Really? No I didn't see him. I had been in the bar for about an hour, so I figured we must have missed on another. I just brushed what she just told me off and went to find my friends. As I'm walking down the steps he appears out of nowhere. It had been awhile since we had saw one another, so I was genuinely. We chatted for a few minutes and we went our seperate ways.

 

When the bars closed I remember stumbling to the car and wahla he appears again. This time we hugged and randomly kissed one another. The sexual tension immediately came back and I wanted him. But it didnt happen yet again. I just brushed it under the rug as something that would never happen, so there was no point of trying anymore.

Fast fwd weeks later. I'm chillin with some of my friends. They both fell asleep on me and I'm texting Mikey trying to see him. I finally went home around 1:30 am and I texted him and got no response. I was sexually frustrated, so I took a shower and proceeded to call it a night. As I reach to turn of my lamp he calls. He tells me he is about to come over and I'm all smiles. He gets here and its all smiles and jokes. Although I have always liked Mikey I am beyond comfortable with him. I'm not nervous at all, which is very odd. We chatted for awhile (in my head I'm like ooookay just do me) then we started talking a little freaky until we are eventually kissing and touching one another. He gets me to the point where I'm ready for him to insert his "manly part" and he tells me he doesn't have a rubber.

 

So here I am pissed the hell off. I was thinking why the hell would you come over my house at 1 am without condoms? Although I must admit I had some in my car, I was lazy and didn't want to walk outside to the garage to get it. I am all for protecting one self. I'm practically an advocate for it. Hell I attempted to start a non-profit program to educate preteens about the importance of protecting yourself and here I am eating my words. I was shitty that I allowed myself to go there with him but the sex was awesome.

 

So after we we're done he grabs his pants and guess what.. 2 gold wrappers fell out his pants pocket to the floor! My heart and pride fell to the ground along with them. I was furious, confused and hurt. I felt lied to and stupid for not protecting myself. Mikey has been my homeboy for years, so I'm like wtf why did you lie? He laughs and tries to play it off. I was beyond shitty. He spent the remainder of the night trying to get back on my good side. I'm getting pissed writing this, but I seriously feel so stupid. He's lucky I love him and the sex was awesome. Now that I can tell the story its quite funny but senseless of me.

 

Moral of the story.. If you have sex have condoms. I don't care how good it is or how horny you are. Protect yourself.



 

Safe sex is great sex, better wear a latex 'cause you don't want that late text, that "I think I'm late" text. - Wayne