[Story of our first kiss, no smut]
We were both in a park, sitting on the grass. I went close to him, and he grabbed and hugged me.
He then pushed me to the ground, cuddling me while he was at the top.
He asked me with a little bit of shyness, "Hey so umm-, are you comfortable or is this too much?"
"No! Not at all. I mean, I am very super comfortable. Are you comfortable?"
Alright Ethan, that was the first awkward conversation I had in my entire life with him.
We were throwing insults and roasts just 20 hours before, as a good best friend would.
Our behaviors towards each other have totally changed today.
"Me? No. I would never be uncomfortable when you're with me."
OMG, that's so sweet. Is this the perfect time to confess? Shall I just go for it? It seems like he would accept me anyway.
Alright yes. Yes. He gave me an obvious hint. It's time for me to make a major move.
Alright, I'll let him know that I enjoy being with him a lot.
"I really like this. Like a lot." I said it. I actually said that.
"Me too. TBH, I think I like this more than you do"
"Shut up, you are underestimating how comforting this is for me"
"Dumbass, if you only knew how I feel"
"Then what do you feel?" I asked while my heart beat a thousand times in one second.
"I feel like... maybe like... to do this forever."
"So do you want us to rot and die and be buried here where a dog randomly pisses at us thus making us good fertilizer, thus growing trees and helping people by providing them food through trees?"
Oh shit, I guess I fumbled this up. HOLY FUCK! I PANICKED AND TURNED THIS SITUATION INTO A COMEDIC ONE BY MISTAKE. OH SHIT, I HATE ME IMMA KMS.
"You are cute when you blush; I love the silly you. It's so cute."
DAMN HE TOTALLY SAW ME THROUGH. Does he know that I like him now?
Does that mean he.....ACCEPTS ME? HOW AM I NOT HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN? WHERE THE FUCK DID HE GOT THAT RANDOM CONFIDENCE TO RIZZ ME UP?
On the second thought, this actually feels natural.
Yet my heart is beating aloud like a drum bar beating from my chest.
OH SHIT, I FORGOT TO RESPOND. He is resting on my chest. I just kept my hand on his hair giving him pats.
I remember him saying that he likes to be head-patted by a romantic partner (Just like me frfr).
I noted down all the stuff that he wanted in the person he liked in my head.
I forget a lot of things, but I never forget anything related to him.
This went on for two minutes.
It was exciting, but also relaxing.
It feels so alive and content, as if this is the only thing I ever needed in my life.
He then came above me, and I was directly facing him.
His head rests on my head.
Our noses were touching each other.
He looked too damn cute.
I couldn't think anymore.
I closed my eyes; it was too much for me to maintain eye contact with him.
I held him tighter.
My heart was melting.
"I want to kiss." Those words just slipped out.
Like when I say slipped out, it just slipped out literally.
I am totally not conscious.
There was visible silence for 3 seconds.
Shit, what did I say? Am I supposed to rewind time and unsay what I said? Why isn't he responding? My eyes are still closed.
I just refuse to see his reaction.
I'm too embarrassed.
It's the 5th second now. He didn't seem to move a muscle.
6th second.
7th second.
8th second.
Then I slowly tried to open my eyes.
Then I feel his lips on my lips. I closed my eyes again. He started moving those lips. He puts his tongue inside of me.
Yep.
He is kissing me.
DYLAN IS ACTUALLY KISSING ME.
Our first kiss was actually intense and lasted for at least more than 50 seconds.
Actually no.
Actually, I have no idea how long that lasted, as I was just simply savoring the present.
His sweet moans during kissing were hot.
He then went a bit to the side of me and laid on his stomach, and he seemed to be blushing.
And he is blushing because of me.
Now I started to blush even more seeing him blush.
My mind is all fuzzy.
I covered my face with my hand to cover my stupid grin.
And thus, this is how I had my first gay kiss, and most importantly.....it's our first kiss.