Kiss Him

You ease yourself down, and, for the very first time, plant your lips on his. He stops snoring, and suddenly you're unsure of yourself. You close your eyes as you gently tug on his upper lip, once more praying to God that he'll accept your advance. Nothing happens for an agonizing minute. You're too scared to open your eyes and see his reaction, instead boyishly continuing what you're doing.

Then he kisses back. You feel all your tension melt away with joy as Bob grins at your reaction, taking over the kiss. The bastard had it easy - he only had to react! You don't move a single muscle as you feel a euphoria run over at his acceptance of you. You finally accept your own feelings as well.

"I love you," Your voice is overwhelmed with happiness.

"Dude.... I love you too."

You brush a strand of hair from his eyes and take a long look into the gorgeous face beneath you. The delightful smile on his lips. Aggressively now, you resume the kiss, exploring his mouth with your tongue, better getting to know your friend. No - your boyfriend.

After an hour or so of adorable kissing and cuddling, you decide it's time to get up, painfully tearing your glued bodies from each other. You shower together, intimately washing each other's most private regions. The hot water only enhances the burning desire you feel for him, and now that you've admitted your love, the awkwardness is all gone from your relationship. Neither one of you afraid to openly hold each other lovingly, nor are either of you afraid to playfully bite a nipple or grab an ass.

You know you have to leave now, but the two of you make detailed plans for a get-together tomorrow, sealed with another kiss.

Driving home, you reflect upon your decision. While a part of you still can't come to terms with what you're doing, the stronger part of your soul knows that you've made the right choice.