ANAKIN

I don't know why I fell in love with this boy so quickly.

We met on Grindr during the beginning of COVID, April 20, 2020 to be exact. He was supposed to have friends over to celebrate 420 and didn't want to be "getting dicked down" in the other bedroom while his friends were getting high in the other room.

I didn't have an issue with that.

Oh well.

I messaged him on 4-21-2020, around 4:30 a.m.

He already didn't really remember talking to me the night before, but whatever, he sent me this really cute picture of his naked butt. It was flat, but otherwise perfect in every way. His skin, as he would later describe it as olive, was perfect in every way. With skin as perfect, smooth and shapely in every other area, a flat ass wasn't a horrendous turn off.

I told him, "I wish I could dive my face between your buttcheeks."

Immediately he sent his address.

I jumped in the shower as quick as I could, sped up my normal morning routine to go from 1 hour down to 10 minutes.

I made it to his apartment, he had me park and walk in.

He lead me to the bed.

We undressed.

He looked at me weirdly.

I don't look that excellent with my clothes off, and that isn't a self esteem issue, thats the truth. I used to weigh over 400lbs and when I got down to 200lbs, thats when I found that most guys can't stomach the sight of my naked stomach. So the way Anakin looked at me said, it wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great.

The entire sexual encouter that we met for was just riddled with love and romance charms.

The lighting was dim. Only red LED's on, as selected by one of the sexiest boys I'd ever laid my eyes on. He played a playlist that gave me vibes of love and romance. We kissed. He wasn't that great of a kisser to be very honest. I could see how he had the potential to become a great kisser because of the few minor things he did do right. I think it irritated him in some way in which the kissing wasn't doing it.

My breath? My teeth? My facial hair? Boys have told me all these reasons in the past, so which was it for Mr. Cyrus?

I sucked on his neck, noticing his very theatrical golden necklace. You know the one if you've seen any pictures of the boy, it has a "Phantom of the Opera" angel-esque charm. I sucked around the necklace, also noticing his white crystal, tiny, but maybe that's just a foreshadowing.

He loved the attention.

I could have lifted him with a finger once I started sucking on his nipples. He was shuttering and shivvering. In a good way. In a great way.

As I made my way down to his belly button he flipped over on me and as I started to place my face between his butt cheeks he forced me onto him.

I made me get on top.

He placed me where I wasn't ready to go.

He flipped me on my back, sat me in a position, and forced himself upon me.

It was horrible.

Not good.

It was over too quick.

"You came already?"

"Whell," I said, adjusting myself, "just because I came once doesn't mean I'm done, lay on your stomach again."

He followed my command.

I continued for the next twenty minutes, maybe I was pleased again. Maybe I was pleased twice again.

Once we were done he grabbed his blue jeans and left his underwear behind.

He handed me an old shirt to use as a towel.

He grabbed a cigarette.

Gave me this odd look.

He didn't say a word.

He went to his front porch, lit the cigarette and leaned over the railing.

I was silent too. I watched him as I walked away.

It wasn't a look of disgust he was giving me. I know looks of disgust and this wasn't it.

It wasn't a look of romance he was giving me. I knew looks of love and romance and this wasn't it.

It was sort of a look of wonder. Those I'm not exactly sure about. I was puzzled.

I got in my car.

I did something I never typically do after Grindr dates, especially if I'm only looking for hookups.

I messaged him, "I could just make out with you all day, when can i see you again?"

That was it.

I have little patience for people who aren't my match.

Anakin was great in some areas, but he was an overall three in the bedroom. I found myself longing for him.

Maybe it's because of his Twitter account which he shared with me. Where I saw the growth of Anakin Skyewalker into Mr. Anakin Cyrus, just enough of a great force, but nobody I'd ever want to double cross. A name suited for his personality to the core.

Maybe it was his playlist that made me fall.

It was his overall aura. He gave off an aura of a loving, peaceful, happy individual.

He never responded.

It was 4-22-2020, then 4-23, then 4-24, and by now, this is the point where I'd usually write off the boys or block them for lack of making ME a priority. My boys have a certain love for their Daddy, or however you want to look at relationships between older males like myself and boys who are of legal age, daddy and princess or daddy and son are just easy analogies.

With Anakin it was much different.

With Anakin, I prayed.

I envisioned him sitting in my car.

I waited for him. Maybe because of COVD, or maybe because he was just that special to me and I felt like I had to have a part of him in my life.

I manifested his image into my reality.

Then. One day. I woke up to a text 0n Grindr from Mr. Anakin.

"hey"

To be continued...