journal?"
"Actually, it's a story that I am writing, but I am kind of at stand still with it."
"Oh really? Well, what is it about? Maybe I can provide you with some inspiration."
Morris licked his sexy full lips. Oooh, that was so sexy.
"I mean, it's just a story." I tried to find a way to describe what the story was without going too much into it. "It's about a bunch of college students that go to a HBCU and their lives. I could explain it, but I don‘t know if I can exactly."
"So can I read what you got so far since you won't tell me anymore?" By now, Morris and I were both side by side with our backs against the headboard.
"Sure if you want. But it’s not finished yet nor do I know if it is any good or not." I looked over at Morris and his beautiful brown eyes were staring right back at me.
"I will be the judge of that." Morris licked his lips again. "So what is your story called?"
"And So I Creep."
"You must be a TLC fan." He laughed and showed me the most gorgeously brilliant smile.
"How did you ever guess?" I know I was cheesing. His smile was just so contagious. The room seemed brighter and any nervousness I had about sitting next to him dissipated. The horniness didn't, but the nervousness was gone.
"That's wassup." He replied back. That's when we just started talking about everything and nothing at the same time.
We talked about everything from our first time having sex to what was the best cereal. He liked Apple Jacks while I was more into Captain Crunch. It was just a great conversation. There was no awkward moments of silence nor did either one of us have to fish for something else to say.
I learned that he was 26. He is the youngest of five kids with him being the only boy. He was spoiled as hell growing up. He always liked being the center of attention and that's why he was drawn to being an actor. He had a big audition once we got to L.A. That was actually the whole reason for the idea of the road trip in the first place. He talked on and on about his passions and his aspirations and I just listened intently. He told me about his ten year plan and how he had made one of those Life Lists that Oprah always talks about. You know, when you write down everything you want to achieve in life and then scratch them off as you do them. And he had some cool things on his list like winning an Oscar, bungee jumping, and seeing the great pyramids of Egypt. We talked so long that my body began to betray me and I started to yawn every two minutes. I didn't want to go to sleep, but my eyes wanted to close and my head wanted to hit the pillow.
"Oh, I am sorry for keeping you awake. I have probably talked your ear off."
"Naw, you cool man. I enjoyed our talk." I slinked down in the bed and got under the covers. Morris did the same.
"Is this cool? You know, me sleeping in the bed with you?" Normally, some sexual thoughts would have been gone flying through my mind, but I was too tired to even play out those scenarios.
"Yeah." I nodded my head. "You cool."
"Are you sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable." I laughed. He was sweet though. He looked genuinely concerned about my comfort level.
"I said its cool, dude." I smiled back at him and he returned the smile as he got situated under the covers. I think I might have stayed awake five more minutes before drifted off into a deep sleep. When I woke up the next morning, Morris was still there in the bed sleep with his arm around me. His body felt so good pressed up against mine. I wondered if I should read anything into this position that we were in. Maybe we just gradually ended up like this during some tossing and turning in our sleep. I arched my ass into him and just laid there enjoying every moment. I might as well savor it while I could.
When I woke up, I felt so refreshed and alive. It was just such a beautiful day. I stretched in the bed and felt the presence of another body.
"Actually, it's a story that I am writing, but I am kind of at stand still with it."
"Oh really? Well, what is it about? Maybe I can provide you with some inspiration."
Morris licked his sexy full lips. Oooh, that was so sexy.
"I mean, it's just a story." I tried to find a way to describe what the story was without going too much into it. "It's about a bunch of college students that go to a HBCU and their lives. I could explain it, but I don‘t know if I can exactly."
"So can I read what you got so far since you won't tell me anymore?" By now, Morris and I were both side by side with our backs against the headboard.
"Sure if you want. But it’s not finished yet nor do I know if it is any good or not." I looked over at Morris and his beautiful brown eyes were staring right back at me.
"I will be the judge of that." Morris licked his lips again. "So what is your story called?"
"And So I Creep."
"You must be a TLC fan." He laughed and showed me the most gorgeously brilliant smile.
"How did you ever guess?" I know I was cheesing. His smile was just so contagious. The room seemed brighter and any nervousness I had about sitting next to him dissipated. The horniness didn't, but the nervousness was gone.
"That's wassup." He replied back. That's when we just started talking about everything and nothing at the same time.
We talked about everything from our first time having sex to what was the best cereal. He liked Apple Jacks while I was more into Captain Crunch. It was just a great conversation. There was no awkward moments of silence nor did either one of us have to fish for something else to say.
I learned that he was 26. He is the youngest of five kids with him being the only boy. He was spoiled as hell growing up. He always liked being the center of attention and that's why he was drawn to being an actor. He had a big audition once we got to L.A. That was actually the whole reason for the idea of the road trip in the first place. He talked on and on about his passions and his aspirations and I just listened intently. He told me about his ten year plan and how he had made one of those Life Lists that Oprah always talks about. You know, when you write down everything you want to achieve in life and then scratch them off as you do them. And he had some cool things on his list like winning an Oscar, bungee jumping, and seeing the great pyramids of Egypt. We talked so long that my body began to betray me and I started to yawn every two minutes. I didn't want to go to sleep, but my eyes wanted to close and my head wanted to hit the pillow.
"Oh, I am sorry for keeping you awake. I have probably talked your ear off."
"Naw, you cool man. I enjoyed our talk." I slinked down in the bed and got under the covers. Morris did the same.
"Is this cool? You know, me sleeping in the bed with you?" Normally, some sexual thoughts would have been gone flying through my mind, but I was too tired to even play out those scenarios.
"Yeah." I nodded my head. "You cool."
"Are you sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable." I laughed. He was sweet though. He looked genuinely concerned about my comfort level.
"I said its cool, dude." I smiled back at him and he returned the smile as he got situated under the covers. I think I might have stayed awake five more minutes before drifted off into a deep sleep. When I woke up the next morning, Morris was still there in the bed sleep with his arm around me. His body felt so good pressed up against mine. I wondered if I should read anything into this position that we were in. Maybe we just gradually ended up like this during some tossing and turning in our sleep. I arched my ass into him and just laid there enjoying every moment. I might as well savor it while I could.
When I woke up, I felt so refreshed and alive. It was just such a beautiful day. I stretched in the bed and felt the presence of another body.
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