It's been a long week and I worked on the floor all week. I'm very very very excited to be working with real people again and learning so much in my new job. Since I have been on the floor I have not be keeping up with my email everyday and therefore not been in contact with Hermes nearly at all... which is okay...
So... I've had this on my mind all week so here's a story...
We were both 18, the summer that we graduated, in a rural area where we met nearly 10 years earlier. We have been friends forever, hanging out fishing, swimming, sitting around the campfire since we were just kids.
Sitting on the top of a picnic table fishing in the middle of the nightthe glow of a lantern behind us, that night it was different. Sitting close together, it was warm, early summer. We laughed and joked and I put my head on your shoulder, you put your arm around my waist. This wasn't the first time we sat like this but this was the first time that you reached your hand to my chin to turn my face to you. You pulled my face to you and we kissed. Eyes closed mouth to mouth my hand running through the back of your hair and my fingers tracing the back of the green ballcap that you always wear. After the kiss, our first real kiss with each other, our eyes met and we knew this MUST go further... we had to see where this was going.
You leaned back on your hands on top of the pinic table, kind of taking in the moment, staring at the stars in the clear sky. I took this moment to climb onto your lap facing you, both my knees on the picnic table. You reached up and wrapped your arms around me, pulling me close to your body, your lips already on my neck. I can feel myself start to breathe heavy and I am already putty in your arms, I take your hat off and set it on the table next to us, as I pull your face to me. Your lips trace my clavicle and move to my mouth, both of us breathing heavy not sure if this is what we should be doing after all, you have a girlfriend...
Your hands slide over my jean shorts and pull my body on top of you closer so that your face is at my breasts. You pull the tank top down and kiss my chest taking ever breathe that I gasp. I swear I can't hear anything but our breathing and moans that escape between kisses.
The next noise we hear is your fishing pole being pulled into the lake by what we can only imagine is loch ness... You basically toss me to the ground as you chase your pole into the lake... You are waist deep when you realize Nessy isn't giving your pole back and you turn back to look at me. The look on your face when you stood there, clothes and all, waist deep, the moon shining behind you still makes me laugh...
"Are you coming swimming or what?" You say to me, pulling your shirt over your head. It makes me laugh, I have to reel my fishing line in before I come into the water, shoes and all... After all Your pole was just pulled into the water by what we can only imagine was a shark.
I meet you in the water which is higher than my waist and we stand looking at each other, awkward childhood friends, turned into lovers? You reach your arms around me as I am shivering just a bit in the spring fed lake... I lean into your chest, strong warm, I can smell you, your hands trace my back down over my hips head chin perched on the top of my head ( yes he was that tall). I lock my fingers into the back of the belt loops on your camo shorts. we slowly lead ourselves into a bit deeper water in an attempt to stay warm. Again we are kissing. This time you are holding me, my arms wrapped around your waist, my legs around your waist, hands exploring each other's body. "Let's get out of here, go back to camp, make a fire" You whispered into my ear.
Back at camp we did make a fire, and we set our sleeping bags by the fire, for the first time we were not sleeping across from eachother but our sleeping bags were next to each other. We sat around, the lake still on our mind, drank a few beers and held hands... When we started to fall asleep we laid down in our separate sleeping bags and stared at the moon... A few seconds before I knew I would be asleep I felt you unzipping my sleeping bag... " Come lay with me tonight."
I got up and moved into your sleeping bag, since yours was a bit bigger. You wrapped your arms around me and told me that you had real feelings, but you didn't know what they were. I agreed, I felt the same way... I still do to this day... and you rolled on top of me on your elbows your fingers tracing my hair, your head laying on my chest as I rolled my finger nails down your back. You moved your face to mine. " I want you but I want all of you, your friendship, you, how we are today" I nodded and he slid my shorts over my hips.
I would love to go on to say that we had mind blowing crazy sex outside next to the camp fire but it would be a lie. It was more akward, teenage, we are both new to this kind of sex but there was so much feeling and passion there. I would also love to say that from there we went on to have a relationship and get married and have lots of babies, but again it would be a lie. We woke up the next morning in eachother's arms. Neither of us any worse for wear. I cleaned up our mess and went our separate ways for the day. In the weeks and months and now years that followed we have kept in touch ALOT. We are still incredible friends and he truly is one of the only people I honestly sometimes think What if....
So there's a stroy to start your Monday. Have a happy week ;)
Unbelievably sweet and touching, but also - despite the fact that it wasn't "mind blowing crazy sex outside next to the camp fire" - sexy, in the way that early, sometimes furtive sexual exploration often is. We were very pleased to read this, and enjoyed envisioning the scene in our heads. Thanks for sharing this intimate and deeply personal look at yourself.
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