Let's Do This

I don’t know that I had fantasies growing up. I was way too confused about what I wanted and what everyone else around me was saying I should want. But I have them now.
They’re him.

I could tell him that I love him.
Right here and now. Mumble it around his cock. Or pull off and say it, on my knees, looking up at him.
And I would mean it. I would mean it more than I possibly know. I don’t think I understand how deeply I want him. I think I’ve only gotten a glimpse.
It’ll take years for me to really understand.
Do we have that?

I always want to kiss him. No matter where we are or what we’re doing, and I can’t see that ever changing.