Sing your life

Good evening boys and girls, we're kind of late tonight checking in because we're late doing everything; we got sidetracked and took some time out for ourselves, it wasn't planned and we think the best things in life are often unplanned. Take my baby and me for example, a perfect example actually - neither of us we're looking for a boyfriend when we met, both of us for entirely different reasons, we were both looking to get laid, no strings sex that's all. It was a simple proposition, it worked and that's all it was; there was no denying I thought my baby was utterly cute but it was just sex. Yet here we are, way over a year down the line, together, in love, boyfriends; we just kind of fell into it to be honest, it wasn't planned and I think if it even was maybe it wouldn't have worked out as well as it has done. We don't know and more importantly we don't care because all that matters is the fact that somehow it did happen, it worked, continues to work and we're both so very happy as a result. How about another example? Say an off the cuff decision to go for a walk on a sunny evening after work.............

Upon my return home from work I got washed and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt; I made a coffee and sat outside in the back garden soaking up the evening sunshine - it was a beautiful end to a beautiful day, or so I thought. The silence was interrupted by my baby ringing me with a strange question; he asked if I'd started tea yet? Strange question indeed I told him, but I'd not started tea and I enquired as to why. He told me he really hadn't gotten much of a chance to get out of his office and enjoy the weather today and with it being such a wonderful evening he asked if I'd like to go out for a walk when he got home. I became all girly and enquired if he was asking me out on a date; the answer? Yes, he wanted to take his boyfriend out for a walk with him; oh gosh what else can a gay-boy do but say yes, so that's what I said, it was all I was going to say all along - an evening out with the cutest and sexiest guy I know, I'd have been foolish to say anything else. Besides it was a beautiful evening and as the regular readers may remember I posted on here not so long ago about how I couldn't wait for the long Summer evenings when we could get home from work and do exactly what we did tonight - head out for a walk together. It's not exactly Summer yet admittedly, but it's near enough.

I got so excited at the prospect, oh gosh I really did, I finished my coffee, headed upstairs to change into a pair of more respectable shorts (don't ask!), grabbed a shirt, my trainers and waited for my baby to get home. It seemed like I was waiting ages for my baby, time seemed to be going in slow motion and I found myself heading out into the back garden to smoke yet another cigarette. In reality he got home slightly earlier than normal, we kissed and cuddled before my baby headed upstairs to get washed and changed; he returned downstairs in a shorts and light jumper combo; and he looked awesome, no joke my baby looked like a million dollars. He took about ten minutes but looked so gorgeous, like he'd spent hours getting the exact perfect look, it suited him so well, it suited the evening so well and I couldn't help but tell him that he looked absolutely divine and I was so proud that he was my boyfriend. Some guys are just born so cute that no matter what they wear they still look beautiful - my baby he's one of those guys, gosh I love him so xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.

Now I thought we'd just be heading for a stroll around Stockport, head out and go wherever it took us; you see my baby didn't actually specify where we'd be going, so when he grabbed his car keys when were both ready to go I was admittedly confused. Not that I said anything because I didn't have to say anything due to the fact that my baby noticed straight off and asked me what was up. My baby wanted to take me to Woodbank Park for a walk, that's what was up, that was his master plan and did I mind? Not for one second, it was an even better surprise, such a good surprise that I grabbed him and gave him a big kiss and cuddle - any excuse I know but the only excuse I need to kiss and cuddle my baby is because I love him to bits and he's my sweetheart. It was a wonderful evening, walking hand in hand in the late evening sun, talking, laughing, joking and just having fun. Doing something we both love to do, taking time out for ourselves, for our own enjoyment, with no distractions; there was nothing else on our minds except the moment at hand. It's the most perfect way to unwind after a day at work; my baby called it and I guess it means more to him as he's cooped up in an office for the majority of the day and so misses such glorious weather. My baby said it was such a relief and it made such a difference - an hour or so ago he was escaping the confines of the office and fighting his way through the streets of Manchester. There he was dressed down in a pair of shorts, holding my hand and feeling a million miles away from the madness he had just escaped; and it showed, it showed in both of us, we were just so relaxed, carefree and happy.

We sat on the grass and watched the sun disappear, watched two dogs playing with each other and watched the birds flying by so freely above us. A distinct chill permeated the air once the sun disappeared so I cuddled up close to my baby; I commented on the birds flying by so freely above us, I told my baby that's probably why birds sing - because they're happy and free to go wherever they want. I told him they reminded me of us, my baby smiled and kissed me; he makes my heart sing.................