
Good evening boys and girls, we were going to post last night but we didn't get round to it because there was a problem, nothing major - there's nothing to worry yourselves over, in fact you probably couldn't class it as a problem at all. You see I fell asleep in my baby's arms on the sofa, I was kind of tired and we were lay together on the sofa, cuddled up and listening to music; it wasn't my intention to fall asleep but I did. I guess it was because I just felt so safe, so warm, so secure and so loved in my baby's arms that I drifted off, I didn't even remember the heavy eyed bit - where you're eyes are so heavy you can't keep them open, I must have just gone. I felt kind of guilty when I woke up because it's no way to spend an evening with my baby is it? To fall asleep in his arms? Not that he minded or complained, to the contrary in fact, he told me that it meant so much and he also felt so relaxed holding, cuddling and watching me whilst I slept; I asked my baby how long I'd been out for and I was gone for just over an hour, and there was my baby he didn't move or disturb me, he cuddled me throughout. It says so much and I don't know but I got kind of emotional when my baby told me he cuddled and watched over me whilst I slept, yes - it says so very much...............
But hey we're back now and I'm feeling anything but tired, I'm feeling kind of horny to be honest and my baby's just said that's nothing new, which I assume means you think I get too much sex? Lest we forget that you're my boyfriend, a beautiful, cute, sexy and loving boyfriend may I say, so if I get too much sex what does that say about you, um I wonder? My baby's says he's very lucky to have found a boyfriend as horny as he is, that's what! I guess it's a polite way of putting it and if noting else it is the truth. Or is it? You see I think the reason I was feeling so tired yesterday was the fact that I'm not getting enough protein in my diet, we discussed this last night when I woke up. My baby thought I was being serious when I mentioned it until I said the lack of protein must mean he's not shagging me enough; he asked an open question about how much cock does one guy need before pushing a cushion in my face. The answer came later, literally, it's only one and quite a tasty big one it is too! If I wasn't tired before I was shagged out afterwards, once again quite literally, oh my gosh, we both slept well last night........
We had a magical text exchange through the day today, discussing our plans for the weekend and oh gosh it left me so excited at the prospect; I had such a warm, fuzzy feeling inside for the remainder of the day. I told my baby how it made me feel when he got home tonight and he said pretty much the same thing - it left him being unable to wait for tomorrow evening when work ends and the weekend begins. It does sound so special, not that we're planning on doing anything extraordinary or different, there's a subtle change that's all; but still it fills our hearts with happiness and that's a very good feeling to have. It makes my baby smile and that's just the finest vision in the World because that makes not one but two very happy, smiley boyfriends; here's to all the happy, smiley boyfriends in the World. Go tell your boyfriend you love him, make him smile - I love you baby xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox. It works, trust me it works and it works both ways too!
I did the honest thing this evening, the only thing a gay-boy in love with his boyfriend could do, (well not the only thing but you know) I bought my baby some more flowers. His tulips had seen much better days and to be honest they weren't exactly as we'd have hoped for, or certainly as I hoped for when I bought them. They weren't exactly the most beautiful flowers in the World, they looked like they had such promise when I bought them and sure they lasted for nigh on two weeks but they didn't really capture the imagination; but still we live and learn. Anyway we hope my baby's latest flowers fare better, I mean they sound awesome, isn't buying or receiving flowers an education in itself? We can't even pronounce the name of them, but as soon as I saw them I thought they look different, then I read the description and I knew they were the ones. They're called Alstroemeria and the description reads - native to South America the Peruvian lilies flourish in the cool mountainous regions of the Andes. Originally introduced to Europe in 1754 these long pasting flowers come in a range of vibrant colours. Don't they just sound so exotic? My baby adores them, he was taken aback by the leaf formation on them, masses of dark green angular leaves with a flash of colour from the flower head; and even though the heads have yet to open the contrast between the flower and the leaves looks extraordinary. Oh my gosh, he seriously enjoyed preparing and arranging them in the vase; and as ever it took my breath away watching him take so much care, so much time and give them so much love whilst doing so. He's done a stellar job with them and they do look awesomely beautiful arranged in the vase; and the smile on my baby's face after he'd finished and stood back to admire them - there are no words to describe it or do it justice, none at all.




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