Ode to my babe
Well it is official now date has been set. Alex and I getting married on June 25th for better or worse... in the last 4 years I've only seen the better of him out of 6 years of relationship. He was only 19 when I met him and I was finishing my 20's, when he turned 20 we were a couple. Alex is a beautiful natural blond guy, tall, sexy as hell. I can without shame tell you that the first two years was pretty much only sexual, we had sex so much if we had filmed it all you'd have for three weeks non-stop of massive sex acts, ton of sperm spent on each other and hundreds of savage ass poundings.
One morning after a very hot night, I woke up before him, and sat on the chair by our bed (which was
my bed back then) and I stared and stared (I am a portraitist using graphite so I do stares with concentration to memorize the features of my models) and couldn't stop looking at him I've notice how perfect his little nose was, how voluptuous were his lips, how peaceful he was when sleeping. And what I ever promised myself to never do (fall in love with a guy) happened, I fell in love with him. I knew he loved me because he told me so often while we were having sex but for two years I was reluctant to reply or acknowledge his love. Him being so hot looking I was also very scared of falling in love with him and be hurt like I have been so often. Yes for two years we were boyfriends but, only in a very sexual ways, me being 10 years older and him being the fuck dream of so many people. I don't consider myself ugly or disgusting to look at, but I'm in no way comparable to him.
I have met Alex in is worst days, he was depressive, very sad and suicidal due to a very bad relationship he had before me and the abandon from his mother. I have seen him cry more often than the woman I had and even though I'm not moved by tears, his tears moved me even when we were just frolicking like rabbits, because they were real, I was able to channel his pain through my bones. Alex did three suicidal attempts that I have saved him from. At first, I believed he was just another gay drama queen trying to get attention (even though his beauty was getting him all the attention he needed) but the last time I found him was in the bathroom of his apartment with open wrists (that was serious). Thanks to my cold blood and safety knowledge (thanks daddy) I was able to salvage him before he render his last breath and the emergency come pick him up. Afterward I asked him to move with me, I didn't
love Alex but I did
like him a lot. And I couldn't accept that a so nice and so beautiful dude finally get the cut that would end his life forever.
Because I've dealt with suicidal people before I was able to give back Alex confidence. We made a first trip to Australia (not the one from last year) were I was presented to his mom as a simple good friend (I guess she never heard that night were his head was banging on the floor for being rammed up his ass so much
, or perhaps she just didn't want to mention it :rofl:.
Yes that night when I stared at him for over 30 minutes, watching him sleep, studying his face and stance while sleeping I've really really fell in love. And when he woke up seeing me watching him, I ssh him and kissed him with passion (I would never do that unless we had steaming sex going on). Maybe sometimes two or three kisses on the mouth, but never that pronounced it lasted for a good 3 minutes of passionate kissing. One thing lead to another, we made love, not fucking, no pounding, no conceptional porn, we really made love. I wasn't in hurry to get in his ass, I just wanted to kiss all his body and that day I'm the one who said "I love you" many times. And he would reply in between two moaning that he loved me too. That was one of the most passionate sex we had that I can recall of. When I entered his ass it wasn't to pound him we went slow, very slow and in fact that morning we made love for a good hour and 40 minutes. Alex is a big shooter but that day it doubled when we came (I normally dribble, still a lot but not shooting) but that day he got it straight to his hairs. We've stayed in bed for another hour just continuing kissing after we came, didn't care about cleaning up. That morning I confirmed to Alex that I wanted a very serious relationship with him. We didn't need to ask if we were ready for it we knew we both were. And yes we did have sex three time that day and it was as intense, but never as much as the morning were I showed to Alex that I wanted him forever.
I play with Alex's penis every morning, he's the type of waking up with a boner everyday and there's nothing like the sound of his soft moaning in the morning when getting sucked when the sunrise.
The next year I gave him deed to my house, bought him a car, and gave him so many gift I know it made him uncomfortable sometimes, but when I love somebody that much and I have the mean to spoil them silly I have no limits.
When my son came to live with us Alex demonstrated an amazing patience (even though we were very limited with sex). My son idolize him. My daughter love him as a brother and my family praise him. Alex is the one. The Best and my Everything and hopefully we'll die together while having sex at 70 years old (well I'll be 80) but if I die before him, he'll grow a cancer and will meet me in the limbos. We're young, we've been loving each other for 6 years non stop, I trust him with my life and my children (which are more important than my own life) and that is why on June 25th I'm marrying that guy, even though I don't give a flying feddoodles about marriage.:cheers:
Alex baby if you read that (I know you will) I love you so much that I can't see my life without you now. Thank you for being the one and proving it each and every single day.
Love Your Kit Kat Dude:heart:
so often it's just fair to make him 
