Year 1 ended and now it’s time for year two. Year two was the beginning of the best days of my entire life! And the beginning of the worst as well…
When Michael disappeared, I was literally dead. I was not able to keep my promise to him, he was constantly on my mind and I wasn´t ready to let him go until I met this guy that we will name Andrew. Now, I realized that sadness is a feeling that I really feel comfortable most of the time but baby you know that´s not healthy. Nevertheless, Andrew brought me back to life.
Days passed and it was the beginning of a new year, I´ve promised me that I will let Michael go even if it was difficult but hey…nothing is easy in real life, especially talking about love. I decided to continue with my life and to start meeting new people. I met amazing people that I still have contact with nowadays. I met people from Mexico, Spain, Costa Rica and Honduras, being the last one the land of my nightmare.
I met this guy in Facebook as well, his profile looked very explicit and with lots of funny stuff and to be honest, I needed to meet someone who could cheer me up. I sent him the request and he answered immediately. Then, in 5 minutes I received a message from him saying:
“Hey! I saw your profile and damn boy! You nasty! I like it, let’s be friends! My name is Andrew, what’s yours?”
I introduced myself, and we connected immediately, he was super funny and nasty and I loved it! (I know what you are thinking, OMG you are a nasty bitch and YES, I AM so what? I know you are too! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ). He became my best friend and I was his best friend too, we talked all day long, besides when we were at school. He was always there, waiting for me hahaha .One day, I was really busy like BUSY and I was not able to be online not even 5 minutes. The next day, I had 15 messages from him saying that I was a traitor; that I was his bitch and I needed to be always online because he needed me. (I know, that fucker called me his bitch when I wasn’t even thinking about that WE had a THING going on ಠ_ಠ can you believe that?)I got really angry when I read all of those messages, but then I thought, WOW! Did he miss me that much? I answered him with a simple but very comprehensive phrase which was: “the fuck is wrong with you?” he replied in 3 minutes and said:
“The fucking hell is wrong with you? Why wouldn't you take the time to tell me that you were busy? It takes less than 5 minutes! I was there waiting for you like a prostitute waiting for a good deal on the streets! I wanted to tell you something that happened on my school, but I will not let you know that; that will be your punishment! Unless you tell me that I am beautiful and that you are waiting to suck my big dick and balls! I know you like them shaved ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) HAHAHAHA”.
NOW you know why I loved this guy? Even though he was a jerk, he didn’t have anything to regret for…but if I am honest, I think that I loved his cockiness and how confident he was with everything. So, since I really wanted to know what had happened in his school (Because you know this HOE likes some good and juicy gossip), I did tell him everything he wanted to hear and you know what that fucker said to me? He said:
“Ugh, have some respect for yourself! If you wanted my dick so bad, why didn’t you just tell me that before? I will gladly help MY bitch to fulfill his desires! Don’t worry! I got you, baby, my dick is all yours! You just have to ask gently for it”.
That moment was my limit! That fucker tricked me! And I fell like a baby! So, I said: “excuse me! But who do you think you are? (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง fucking bitch! And he replied: “YOUR DADDY ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ”.
In that moment I realized that he enjoyed making me angry. Days passed and we were getting closer to one another. Something about was very catchy and I don’t know, I think that I really liked the way that he was, even though he was a jerk sometimes, he was a really good friend. We became closer each day; it got to a point that I literally knew his schedule and he knew mine. We used to talk about everything! From some gossips in our neighborhood to things that we would like to do in future or just trite things, I really miss those days. Months went by and Andrew and I grew our friendship day by day until one day that I started thinking…how does this guy looks like? I haven’t seen him and I would like to know how does he looks like…I think he might be cute…or maybe not. So, being the curios hoe that I am, I asked him:
“Hey Andrew, I would like to ask you for something but I don’t know how you will take it…”
“Are you finally asking me to date you? Because if it that…I guess I don’t have any other option! Ok, I think that someone has to make the sacrifice, but I have to admit that I will gladly accept, however, I demand fucking three times a day without excuses! I am the man in this relationship and I want my baby to fulfill my needs because I will definitely fulfill yours”.
Honestly, that fucker got in my nerves so quickly that sometimes I was not able to stand his “sense of humor” that you and I know that is pure cockiness. I told him that it was nothing to be with such stupidity! I was just curious to know how he looked like. He said:
“So, you want to see me in pictures? Meh, I just got excited for nothing! Ok…but don’t fall in love, I know that not too many people can handle my beauty”.
He sent me 3 pictures, gladly enough he was dressed. Now, Andrew is what I like to call the “macho” in gay culture. He is a cute, big, young, toned, olive skin, man. His lips are juicy and plump, his voice is deep…and I mean that baby DEEP like the ones who work in a hotline ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). He is 1.88 mt meaning 6.1 ft, curly lashes, thick eyebrows, short but a bit wavy hair, a beautiful smile, strong arms, toned back and shoulders, groom pubic area, hanging balls and dripping dick, 21cm to be exact ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) and last but not least a cocky but funny attitude and he has ass baby! However, in this time on the story he was skinny, tall, deep voice as always and 21cm; they were 18 at that time but hey….teenagers grow honey, and they grow for good ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ, and same attitude. So, let’s say that he wasn´t the first option that someone will take at the time that I knew him but girl…to be honest, at first I said: “OMG! He is fucking ugly! I will definitely not date someone like him ever! Especially with that attitude and here I am!…don’t you hate irony…cause I do.