Everything

As you may have noticed there was no post last night and there was no post for one very good reason, and that's because we were busy and to be perfectly honest I didn't want to spoil the moment. In fact blogging was the last thing on my mind, just about everything escaped my mind last night because everything was just blissful. And I'm not talking about sex either, although we did have sex and that in itself was indeed utterly blissful, you'd all get worried if we weren't having sex - we'd get worried if we weren't having sex. But it wasn't what made the night, it helped but it didn't make it............

It was, as always, the little things that made it - things they may sound silly to anyone outside of our relationship, things that don't really add up to much but their hidden meanings and messages, well, they just mean everything. My baby asked to shave my head last night, my hair needed shaving and I was going to do it myself as I always do and always have done for many years but last night my baby asked if he could do it. Of course I let him and this is going to sound so silly but it was just a beautiful experience, it was honestly so beautiful - I sat there whilst my baby went to work with the clippers. I guess what got me the most was the fact that he took such great care and attention whilst doing it, I was sat in a chair whilst he shaved away, whilst he talked and joked with me throughout - he made a mundane task such fun and so loving. He was talking about whatever came into his mind and I just sat there listening to him going on; my baby seems to talk more when he's either really concentrating on something or when he's totally relaxed and carefree - maybe last night it was both, but whatever it was it was just divine. I was smiling to myself until one point my baby said, this is good fun I think I'll do this for you every week babes, will you let me? I started laughing, not at my baby nor at his question, but it just tickled me; it was just so innocent and twee, right there in that moment everything I love about him just shone through. He was stood behind me but noticed me laughing and without saying another word he craned his neck around my shoulder so we met face to face before asking did I say something funny? So I told my baby I just love to listen to him talking on and that it could only be him that made cutting hair such a fun and loving experience. He smiled, he giggled, he kissed me and he disappeared from view as he continued shaving and talking; once complete he stood back to admire his handy work and I heard him say you look good babes, I love guys with baldy heads. That was it, I was sat there in fits of laughter and I swivelled in my chair to see my baby stood there with the clippers in his hand laughing too - it was the way he said it, you look good babes, I love guys with baldy heads. He grabbed my head from behind and placed a big wet, sloppy kiss right on top of it before he walked round to face me and kissed me properly. It wasn't meant to be a joke he said, I do love guys with baldy heads, I love you and he started giggling to himself again; then he came back for a second kiss, and a third kiss and a............... The kisses led to the bedroom and the bedroom led to sex.......................

Afterwards we shared a piping hot black pepper bubble bath, oh my gosh and it was so hot, my baby tried to get in first - he put a foot in and promptly took it out before bemoaning the fact that it was too hot. I told him to stand aside whilst a real man took the lead, it was the wrong statement in hindsight, I gingerly placed a foot in the bath before removing it at the speed of light a millisecond later whilst screaming like a big girl. My baby began laughing whilst telling me I told you it was hot and said you're so tough babes, we best find a real man because we're just too gay for the job - the bathroom filled to bursting point with the sound of our laughter! Eventually we both managed to slowly get in the bath, it was worth the time and the effort because it was awesomely relaxing to feel the piping hot water soak away any remnants of tension. We washed and scrubbed each other clean, we kissed, we caressed and we messed about blowing bubbles and splashing each other; it was glorious and I know as a matter of the fact that the smile that lit up my baby's face was an exact reflection of mine, just to see my baby smiling, happy and enjoying himself, it's everything.

We dried each other down which was once again a horny experience all on its own before applying black pepper body lotion to each other, which goes beyond horny in both respects. To feel my baby caressing my body with the light, smooth, silky lotion; it doesn't need any further explanation does it? And to feel my hands moist with body lotion caressing his sexy skin, well the same rules apply; we ended up snogging right there in the bathroom, both naked, both horny - we snogged and caressed for ages, absolutely ages, if we'd have gone any further it would have been a waste of time having a bath. Eventually we dressed and retired to the lounge - there were two large glasses of brandy on the coffee table, music softly playing on the stereo and two boyfriends cuddled up on the sofa. It was everything a Sunday night should be, it was everything a loving relationship should be and it was everything I've ever wanted to be........