Okie, dokie...enjoy, from the fertile imagination of me
picking up from the other night in the front seat of the car...
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rt leaned over to little d in the front seat of the car. “Tell me, honestly, is this okay?”
“It’s okay,” said little d, “we’ve been talking online for ages and now you’re here. I’m okay with it.”
rt looked at little d—he is so fuckin’ adorable, thought rt. Look at the hair, look at the eyes…
“Ya know what we’re talkin’ about,” said rt, “the big kahuna…”
“I know,” said little d, “I know what we are talking about…,” then in a tentative voice he said, “It’s okay, I understand, I want it…”
When he said this, rt’s brain flashed back to all the wrong things—things he had heard, mostly, but also had experienced a little bit—
“You’ve never been with a guy…?” little d shook his head and rt continued, “had sex I mean?” little d shook his head again
“You want to be with me?”
Little d nodded yes.
rt thought he would die. He lifted d’s chin up with his finger, “Listen to me—a lotta guys learn about being gay the wrong way. I’m gonna teach you the right way.”
Little d smiled, “ I was hopin’ you’d say that…”
rt smiled at him. “Babe, I could fall in love with you.” Little d just smiled…he was happy where everything was going. rt turned to him, “I gave ya the choice before but now…let’s go for a hotel…” he said, as he leaned in to little d and gave him a kiss. “Room service is handy when you’re planning on not getting out of bed for a couple of days.”
Little d smiled at him. “Well then,” he said, “Can I make a suggestion?
rt nodded, “Sure,”
Little d said, “Let’s go for the Westin. I hear they have big beds and really nice pillows.”r
rt gave him a wink. “I think I have the Westin programmed in my cell phone….”