The Australian

As I drove home from Virginia with my brother, I texted back and forth with The Australian. He was cocky yet sweet in his delivery of every word he texted. I like the fine line of flirty banter and sarcastic undertone. We were planning our first date. He suggested skating at the ice ribbon downtown Chicago where we had bets on if he would fall or not because he’s Australian and has very little winter experience. Winner of the bet gets a kiss from the loser.

As I got closer and closer to Chicago, he insisted I come and cuddle with him in his bed at 5am (my ETA). I declined. I needed real sleep in my own bed and I knew that he and I wouldn’t be sleeping much, plus I couldn’t climb into bed with a guy I’ve never met before. I resisted and told him I’d be free by 6pm.

We made plans to check out the ice ribbon downtown, the Australian invited two of his roommates and one of his roommate’s date. The four of them picked me up around 6:30 and we made our way to the ice ribbon. Well, once we got there, they were no longer renting skates, plus there was a wait so the game plan changed.

The Australian invited me back to his place to watch a movie. Usually I wouldn’t go to a guy’s place without a full date first, but he was sweet, we’ve already talked for hours on end the past several days, plus in the 45 minutes of driving and walking around the park we seemed to vibe well. I accepted the invitation and we made our way back to his place, but first stopped at mine so he and I could get in my car so the other three could go to their other plans.

Once back at his place, we settled in his room, put on a movie and chatted throughout, laughing, and having a really good time. He and I meshed well quick. It felt natural laying in his bed with him, his arm around me, cuddling and holding me. It wasn’t until the very end of the movie that he tried to kiss me. It was sensual and sweet. As the credits to the movie ended and the room grew silent, I told him to put something else on.

During our texting banter earlier in the week, I made a joke about how I base my life off One Tree Hill and Dawson’s Creek, two show’s I’ve only seen a few episode of each. He instantly jumped at that and told me he loves One Tree Hill. I told him I was only joking, but he was absolutely serious. In this moment of silence after the movie when I told him to put something else on, his brilliant idea was to put on One Tree Hill, try to get me hooked before he left for Australia.

Hardly past the intro credits, we were back to kissing and the show became just background noise. As the kissing progressed and became more heated, I had to stop him and tell him I couldn’t fuck him or get eaten at the moment, I just got my Vertical Clitoral Hood pierced last week and it was still healing.

I could have fucked him… but I put that restraint up because as much as I wanted to, I also just feel more comfortable letting my piercings heal and avoid sex especially with a new partner during that time. He shook his head and told me he will just have to tease me all night then. A full night of endless foreplay. It was super hot. It was almost like reliving high school, the period where you’re still a virgin and making out and rubbing all over each other’s bodies got you beyond sexually charged. That’s the kind of extended foreplay most guys lack and The Australian was all for it, even without any sex in the end.

A few more hours passed of hanging out and talking and making out and laying naked with each other. It was nice to be this comfortable with someone I just met. As 4am hit, I realized that there was no way I’d get any sleep if I stayed at his place, we would have easily stayed up kissing and talking all night. I was exhausted and had work the next day. I told him I should leave, he walked me to my car, it was raining, he put his coat on my shoulders although I was already wearing one. He asked if he could see me tomorrow; it was his last day before he left for Australia for three months. I agreed.

The next day, he came over to my place to watch more One Tree Hill, why not? He got his teen drama with basketball, I got Chad Michael Murray. We made out some, but this time, he insisted we actually watch it. He told me he was going to quiz me after and I would have to pass the test if I wanted him to keep kissing me. It was cute. Not many guys I’ve seen over the past few years were capable of sitting through an entire movie or TV show in bed without making a move. We laid there cuddling, talking some, but watching the show. At the end of the episode, he quizzed me, but I failed the test. The questions were very specific so no kisses for me.

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All the kissing and teasing was in his hands, and he loved denying me the pleasure. We watched another episode, this time I was focussed. I wouldn’t let him distract me. I was determined to ace the test. As the second episode finished, he quizzed me again. This time I got 100%, passed with flying colors and the kissing and teasing was on.

As the kissing and teasing progressed, I contemplated fucking him. I really wanted to, but something still held me back. The piercing, maybe. The idea he was leaving the next day for Australia, possibly. Whatever it was, I resisted no matter how sexually charged I became.

There was a moment we paused and caught our breath from all the kissing and foreplay. He suggested a massage. I accepted and let him rub his hands all over my back as I fully relaxed. As he finished up, he kissed me, I turned around, and reached down to his cock. He looked at me in anticipation.

I pushed him over, and had him sit on the edge of the bed and kneeled before him, slowly taking my time kissing down his body, making my way to kissing just the tip. I teased him and licked up and down and then as I started to take him into my mouth, he thrusted. He is that guy, the guy that will try to mouth fuck you. I let it slide for a little bit as it wasn’t too bad to start, but then as the blowjob continued, he grabbed my head and literally face-fucked me fast and hard making me gag. I stopped him, told him to slow the fuck down and if he wanted me to blow him I needed to breath and not feel like I was a fuck toy.

He apologized. He said he was just excited. I got back to blowing him, but was pretty turned off at that point and he still tried to thrust some, but not as aggressively. Ugh, total turn off. Why do guys like face-fucking?

He came on my tits. I wiped them off, then we laid back in my bed cuddling and kissing and talking some more. Around 4am as we both started to drift off, he got up and said he should leave because he still had more packing to do and errands to run before his flight tomorrow afternoon. I walked him to the front door and we said our good-byes and he promised to keep in touch.

Face-fucking aside, I did like him. He was cute, sweet, funny, but he was about to be living on the opposite side of the world for three months. I’ve only known the guy two days. I wanted to trust that we would stay in touch, but I also don’t believe in long distance relationships. Fuck! This is gonna be a long three months… What did I get myself in to?

Yours Truly,
Kallie Pygus

Will he pass?

Chase texted me the very next day after fucking all night. He asked how late I would be at my friend’s going away party which I told him about when we were talking at his show. I informed him that the party was at my place and I was the host, so I wasn’t able to leave early, but he was welcome to come to the party. He accepted the invitation. I was surprised, yet excited to see him again.

I don’t usually invite boys to things with my friends this early into seeing them, but for some reason Chase was different. I was nervous, I could tell I was already starting to like him, but I also have a pretty thick shell to break through before opening myself emotionally to anyone. Part of me was eager to see him again, the other part was wondering if it was a mistake. What if he doesn’t like my friends? What if he’s anti social and needs to be entertained the whole time? What if he ends up being a total drunken mess? These are things I had no clue of what to expect because I hardly met the guy a week earlier and really have only hung out with him once.

At first he said he would get there by 9, then I told him I would be there at 9:30 because I had to arrive with Ana to lure her into the surprise, so then he said he would come later. When he still wasn’t around by 10:45, I was kind of getting disappointed, but had no time to get down about it. I was having a good time with everyone at the party and couldn’t let a guy not showing up mess with my night.

Around 11pm, I pulled my friend up on the stage to give a speech and make her do karaoke to Nickelback’s Photograph to embarrass the shit out of her. It was an inside joke, she thought that we were going to karaoke that night, and I asked what shitty song she would sing and that was it, but then I surprised her with the huge party at my place. Halfway through the song, Chase walked in. I was on stage with Ana singing a song we hate and that is the first impression he gets of the party I’m throwing.

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As the song ended, Ana stayed on stage for another karaoke song, I walked over to Chase and explained to him the joke behind the song. He then revealed that he actually likes that song. Kind of disappointing that he does, especially because he’s a musician, but this gives me something to make fun of him for later.

I was trying to hang out with him, but being that I was the host, I had a lot of other people to entertain. I made him a drink to get him situated, then ran around to the various people and things that needed tending. This was the first test, is he ok to be left alone in a room full of people he doesn’t know and he passed. He had no problem introducing himself to people randomly and being sociable. I didn’t need to babysit him. Total bonus points.

In fact, he passed every test with flying colors. As the night progressed, he had made friends with several of my friends, like even exchanged phone numbers. He helped me with various drunk people to get them water and make sure they were ok. He knew when to give me space so I can be social with everyone else and when to give me attention. He drank a few drinks, but joked with me to decline a drink by asking if I was trying to get him drunk because I kept giving him drinks. He knew his alcohol limits, paced himself, and stopped before getting hammered. All of these things I was worried about and he did wonderful. The stress and nervousness I felt before has been lifted.

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Throughout the party, whenever Chase had a moment with me, he pulled me in to kiss. When I had to grab something from the kitchen, he came with so we could be alone for a bit to make out. I love all the attention, if only I wasn’t the host, I would have totally pulled him into my room that moment, but couldn’t do that.

At one point in the night, my friends Ana and Ricky pulled Chase aside to talk to him about me. They told him I might come off as tough, but really I’m sensitive and he better not hurt me. When I found this out, I was mortified. Why would they do this to me??? I hardly know the guy and this is something that is bound to send a guy running far, far away.

After confronting Ricky and Ana, they talked me down and said that everything was going to be ok. They said that Chase is really awesome and he didn’t seem too scared by them talking to him. Ana then added, why would he even listen to a word two wasted people had to tell him? I could only hope that they were right.

Once I was calmed from that brief confrontation with the two of them, I walked into the bar to make myself a drink. On my way, Chase was sitting on the couch at the bar entrance. I almost walked right past him, but he pulled me in to kiss him and he told me that my friends gave him some very interesting information. Once again, I was embarrassed, but I tried to hide it. He told me everything they said, but luckily we both laughed about it knowing that my friends were wasted. Extra bonus points.

Everyone at this point was pretty drunk. It was approaching 3am, people were starting to clear out. It was down to Ana, her boyfriend, a few other friends, Chase, and myself. Chase helped me with Ana who was rolling around drunkenly claiming she was a hermit crab. Once I fed her a bagel and gave her lots of water, she sobered up enough for her and her boyfriend to go home.

As soon as everyone left, Chase went straight in for the kill. He started to rub his hands all over my body as we made out. We were still in my kitchen, he tried to get a bit more handsy, but I stopped him. As hot as sex in a public place can be, I also would like to not have any of my roommates walk in on me. I stopped him and took him to my room.

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Once again, we fucked all night. There were some small breaks filled with pillow talk, then more sex, then some sleeping, but then he’d wake me up for more sex. We even made a brief sexual appearance at 5am in the bar, but the couch in the bar proved to be quite loud, so to avoid waking anyone up, I pulled him back to my room. The sex was plentiful and good, but once again, I still couldn’t come. I wanted to, but there’s a learning curve and also a layer of trust that needs to be built for me to ease up enough to come.

The next day, we woke up at about 1pm. He had to get home to get ready for work. I walked him to the front door, then made my way back to my room and passed the fuck out. I was wiped yet again.

The early stages of meeting a new boy are always the best.

Yours Truly,
Kallie Pygus