I have always wanted to start a site. I wanted to talk about my life but I contemplated. Then I met Jay. Then I wanted to start a site for us. But I procrastinated. More than two years later, this is what I have now, a humble beginning. Just like any couples, we have been through many good and hard times together and this is one reason what this site is for: to put down our story in writing. So that this blog will witness our existence and hopefully we can flip through the archives one day and laugh at the silly things we did and be touched by Jay's heroic deed. Hi, I am Kay, we are boyfriends and this is the our story.
I'm Kay
Male. Smart and sentimental. 26yo. Enjoys movies (and porn) and reality shows. Sleeper. Uptight. Likes Robbie Williams. Has been to Singapore. Ogles at men. Just wants to be happy. Prefers to wear boxers. Selfless.
I'm Jay
Male. Sexy and studly. 29yo. Loves sushi and everything meat. Swimmer. Forgetful. Likes House music. Travels world over. Ogles at Kay. Want to be rich but not necessary famous. Likes not to wear underwear. Selfish.
I was about to reach home and the whole neighbourhood went blackout. I was told there was a failure at a nearby power plant. I couldn't go online. I took my shower in the dark. Walked around my room naked with the windows open without fear of people living opposite looking in. Had to light up candles and had a candlelight dinner. Pretty romantic. Yeah, if only Jay was around.
Both of us in total darkness. I hold his hand and lead him into the room. We kissed. We undress each other, slowly. Just when we're left in our undies, I pull off his whitey-tighties and give him a big slap on his butt.
He chases after me as I run away from him. I hide behind the sofa. He seeks for me. I pound on him when he's bending over to find me under the table. He overthrows me and nails me to the floor.
One hand on my chest holding me still while kissing me, the other hand busy carressing my crotch, feeling it grow, before pulling my boxers off. I lay there still waiting for his next move.
He says it's too dark. We find two candles and light them up. Warm enough for a night of passionate sex. Two hard rods ready for action. Then the lights turn on. The fan starts to swirl, blowing off the candles. Damn. Two men on the floor, naked to the world.
Kay's note: Halfway this post, there was another power interuption and it caused another blackout for about an hour.