A good Friend

A good friend will answer your message that you are in town for the night and wondered if anyone wanted to get together, he'll pick you up at home so you don't have to drive and he'll take you out to the bar, he'll have a few drinks with you and laugh a little too much, he will answer your drunk emails  that you were thinking about him and he'll make you smile but a Great Friend...

A Great Friend will buy you too many drinks because you have so much to celebrate since you haven't seen eachother in years,  He'll slow dance with you without grabbing your ass, he'll carry you into your room when you tell him your legs won't work from said drinks, He will tuck you into bed after helping you take off your shoes and bra and he'll do most of that without to copping too much of  a feel, he'll put the trash can next to the bed in case the room ever stops spinning and you need somewhere to puke. He'll laugh at you and you won't care, and then he will slide next to you in bed... put his arm around you and tell you that all the troubles in the world are going to go away....

When you wake up in the morning feeling embarressed, the good friend would of already of went and got you coffee, had the motrin waiting and clean towels next to the shower... A great friend though, will be the one who is laying next to you because he was too worried that you were going to get up and leave while you he was out getting coffee... He will smile when he sees you hungover and you may wonder why this great friend was never anything more than a awkward teenage night in a sleeping bag...

Yeah... it was an awesome weekend. I was priveldged enough to meet up with an old friend for drinks, no funny business,  no expectations, nothing to worry about... just happy to be there.

Bike Ride

His eyes were complemented by the blond locks of hair that fell into them. I was enchanted with him. I had been since the moment I saw him pull up to the park on his bike. It had been so long since i had been on the back of a bike I was willing to take my chances. He was a friend of a friend, he couldnt be all that bad after all.

He tipped his sunglasses and smiled, nodded me towards the back when I walked up. Then he took off his helmet and gave it to me. I slid it on and hopped on the back of his bike. It was comfy much like I remember. I miss being on a bike. We took off down the road, turning and leaning and so much of what I missed in the freedom.   My arms wrapped around him to be there, not just to hold on, I wasn't going to fall off. As the ride progressed he leaned back into me, allowing me to wrap my arms tighter around him then he would pull the throttle back and off we went. When our ride had ended he got off the bike and leaned on it as we talked. Smiling, interested in what I had to say, interested in me...

The roughness of his hands is what caught me off guard. Or maybe the fact that they were on me at all. I jumped as his hand slid over the bare skin of my shoulder, down to the small of my back. He pulled me up against him, the hair of his beard scruffy against my neck as he breathed me in. I simply tried to find my breathe. I was lost in the moment. Nothing I had ever expected to happen... He was not what I had expected to happen.  With his free hand he reached up and pulled my hair down. Pulling my face to look up towards his. When his mouth was on mine it was like fire... I was shocked, stunned, we were outside, where people could see us, where people had seen us... But this... was the most amazing moment.

It's cumming

eh.. I mean coming... Did I mention I have a professional photo shoot next weekend? So weird but it should be fun. In the meantime, know that I am working on a great post and it should be up soon... sooner than later... but till then... did I mention I have been working out?

Becuase I have... If I fogot to mention :) I promise better things are to cum... erm... Come... Stay Tuned!