'I wonder if anyone else list the reasons they love someone', Jerry thought one morning.
He sat up in bed in the early morning. It's always hard to him to sleep in a new place, even if the place is his boyfriend Scott's bedroom. Next to him was Scott still deeply asleep. Jerry couldn't help but look at him sleep. He was cute even like this.
When you're in love and you spend more time with your love you start to notice more things about them. You end up creating a mental library of all the endearing traits they have.
When Scott laughs, he laughs wholeheartedly. His body contorts and he'll fall over on the couch. When you tickle him it's even cuter. Although once he accidentally elbowed me when I tickled him and he was very apologetic.
I don't really get video games much. At first I would sigh when he ranted about a game he hated. However, I can hear him talk about the ones he loves all day. He is a passionate man when it comes to his hobbies. Every man has to have a passion to get by. Even though I suck at playing them, he still invites me to play every time.
His voice, whether it's a sarcastic quip, a quick-witted zing, or a badly sung song it fills me with desire. When he's just being laid back talking to me while he runs his fingers through my hair, it's like he is casting a spell on me. This man is the closest to magic to me.
The way he gestures when he talks. The billion or so times he'll slick back his hair with his hand or nudge up his glasses. The way he sips his drink when I take him to the therapist bar. The way he looks at me when I enter the room. I love it all. I love it most. Getting to know him over the past month was wonderful.
I'm glad to have helped unlocked his naughty side. When I would see his thin body take a stretch before climbing on top of me to ride my cock, I go crazy. His pretty pink nipples I like to lick and suck to make him moan. The way he will occasionally look up from sucking my dick to make sure I'm enjoying it. Those thin pink lips pressed again my mine, giving me small kisses before we sleep. The strangest thing that gets me going, that puts me into a state of rapture is the cute mole on the side of his head. When I go for a kiss on the cheek, I'm actually aiming to kiss that. I'm way too embarrassed to tell him. I could say how much I love to fuck his ass, but I can't say something as innocent as that somehow.
I wonder if there's a gay equivalent of being a Wife Guy. I think I'm going to end up that way.
Jerry's thoughts were interrupted by a loud snore from Scott. He looked over at his sleeping lover and leaned down to kiss his forehead.
"I want to love you forever." Jerry whispered to himself.