FIRST NIGHT

When I arrived at the party

in San Francisco - I saw YOU right away.

You were seated, with hands clasped, in

a long black gown, hair swept back; all

feminine & utterly untouchable.

Instantly my mind raged with thoughts of

you in men's clothing; goth & sexual -

hard beneath my tight black jeans while in

my mind I fucked you harder than this world

would allow.

The tension felt good as your eyes followed me &

you tried not to stare; and the only reason I let them

talk me into dressing in drag was so I could be naked

in front of you. I didn't turn to see if you checked me out,

but I assumed that you did when standing up against me

in the hallway we shared that chaste but ever so sexy

kiss.

That night burns still in my memory; your hands all over me

in the back seat of the car; racing towards another party;

just as my heart raced as your  masculine garbed hand

reacheed right up my skirt to tease & torment me.

I thought I would die when I couldn't have you that night...

When I sucked on your thigh...

The back of your knee,

& up to your ass, which was still shrouded in secrecy.

And when you flashed me with the sight of your glorious cock -

Your length & girth made my mouth water...

& made me long to kiss you hard

& furious

& to cover you with my body

& to share you with no one.

well - I never knew I had such self control.

That first night was amazing...

but it was only the first.

© NOVEMBER 18, 2000 By Jason Wright

- FOR SHAWN LEE R. -

Who I can still see before me...

Still taste...

& still feel inside me;