Happy
Birthday!!! He surprised me by bringing
out a chocolate cake. "I hate
chocolate cake" I thought to myself. I don't think I liked him much
either. I know this sounds crazy, but he
was too good for me. He had his shit
together. He had been accepted to every
college he applied for on full scholarships.
He was Captain of the football team, class president, and valedictorian. What did he see in me? He knew exactly what he wanted to be in life,
a lawyer. He graduated with honors and
became a lawyer.
"Make
a wish!" He said. I closed my eyes
and couldn't think of anything to wish for, but I smiled and blew out the
candles anyway. I didn't believe in
making wishes. I didn't believe in much
of anything. I think it was after my dog
died - I was 8 years old, I realized that wishes don't come true. I wish my dog would have lived and he didn't
so I just stop making wishes after that.
He cut
two huge slices of cake, and I thought to myself "fuck, I really hate
chocolate cake. How can I avoid eating
this shit without offending him?"
What happened next changed my feelings about chocolate cake forever. "You
know what I love about you?" He
asked. "You're so care free. You're so spontaneous. My entire life has been so organized. Everything I do is done by the book. When I look at you, I love you. You just seem so at peace with life. You're
so easy going, no care in the world.
Deep down, I aspire to be like you, but so many people are counting on
me. I can't be who I want to be in
life. Being with you makes me feel
whole. Being with you puts me at ease." I quietly
listened. "I love you. I'm in love
with you. If we weren't so young, I
would marry you. I know we have our
whole lives ahead of us, but in this very moment, you are my whole life. I don't have to prove anything to you. You care for me and not who everyone thinks I
should be." He said.
Did he just
tell me he’s in love with me? In that
moment, my stomach felt uneasy. I didn't
want to be in his very moment. I needed
out of the moment. The only thing I
could think of doing in that timeless moment was eating the chocolate
cake. I put a big piece of the rich,
moist, chocolaty cake in my mouth. I
wanted to gag. I disliked chocolate cake
so much and the cake was so rich it nearly choked me. For some strange reason, the urge to randomly
unzip his pants came upon me. I did just
that and began to perform oral on him while I still had chocolate cake in my
mouth.
He let
out a moan that echoes in my mind to this day.
He began to make long slow strokes in my mouth. I felt him quickly get hard. His long slow
strokes became short and fast. The
creamy texture left in my mouth wasn't vanilla frosting. The cake was all chocolate and the experience
was all cake, chocolate cake.
