It's been more than two weeks. We've been chatting for quite some time, when we finally found a single day when we both were free.

You said you were a bit overweight. I started to imagine you. Chubbybear is written on your profile. I had my second thoughts about meeting you. But the day came ..... And ...now it's more than two weeks.

Deliberately I waited You in a shower. Left my door open. You came, said:

-"Hello".

I explained that I just need few more minutes .... you made yourself comfortable. You smoked in living room, when I came with my hair wet. When I saw you, I got my knees soft. So beautiful you were, sitting there, already in your shorts.

We chatted a lot. Mostly I did the talking.

I KNOW I spoke too much. I was nervous. I was a real mess. But ... you said you like to listening to me. I just didn't want you to leave, since you said, that maybe you'll just stand up and go. If that happens, I should never contact you. I was a real mess, I know. Totally confused.... That simply wasn't me. I've always been dominant in conversations in my every day life. But with You, I found myself on sticky floor.

Still you came to me and sat next to me. I felt your breath..... your warm body next to me. You kissed me. I responded.

I moved my head to my lips closer to your. We kissed again. I thought I was melting.

In another moment your lips came closer to mine. I closed my eyes and gave my lips to you. Then you spit in my mouth.

Gently with your right hand you touched my chin, grabbed my head and pushed my face into a couch pillow. I was still. I didn't think to react. I started to tremble and breathe loudly and deeply. Our passion lasted for more then three hours.

Afterwards we both lit a cigarette and sat quietly. I started to tremble again. I didn't want him to go.

Before he left, You reminded me that I still should have some hope of seeing him again even though You still have some hopes that you're not 100% gay.

-"This was just a session," You said.

I didn't want to ask what that meant, but it crossed my mind: Maybe he's planning a family ...

Weirdly we shook our hands as though we just had business meeting. He said:

-"See you again, Tristan.

-"See You, yes, Alenço"

(But ...WHEN  will that "again" happen ??)