Disney Sexpedition!
My bae and I went to Florida this July, and it was fucking awesome. It's story time (and lots of sex), motherfuckers.
This time, I flew down to Texas first. And I can say Absinthe was scared as fuck of me seeing his house. Why you ask?
Well, like the last post, we talked about that through shared poetry. I started this one this time.
The State of His House
He was a little green ball of
anxiety.
"I don't want you to see my house.
You'll hate it.
You'll break up with me."
I scoffed.
when i walked under the threshold
i was assaulted by the din of dogs
of barks and woofs and growls and yips
"This is Espresso!" he yelled to his grandmother
I tried to say "Nice to met you,"
but the din drowned me out.
i felt like i was in a Dr. Seuss book
One Dog
Two Dogs
Big Dogs
Small Dogs
but when the calm hit,
i saw the architecture.
a map of scars.
a cracked ceiling / a past fragmented
an unfinished floor / a future uncemented
you showed me how to use a wrench
to get the toilet to flush.
you showed me how to use the door
to keep the dogs at bay.
in the safety of your room,
you look over me.
scared
terrified
what will i say?
Not say.
Show.
Let me show you how to release the hounds.
My heart howls for you.
Let me show you how to open the door.
Let me show you how to take the wrench
And beat out the rust from the gears
Of both our pasts.
Let me show you how to cement the future
Let me show you how to mend the past.
Let me show you how I can kiss
each
and every
crack
and stain
One kiss
Two kiss
My kiss
Your kiss
They won't take away the pain
But they'll show you that every house
--even ours--
has its cracks and stains
And that every home
--especially ours--
has its
Kisses.
I'll plant them.
I'll let you decide where.
My little green ball.
adonis
--------------
And here is his response!
He showed me around town that first day. We went out to eat with his former work friend and had great Japanese.
I did meet his grandma and sibling. And we got stuff ready for our grand trip. I remember giving him some head at his place. It felt odd. Not so odd that I was going to even think of stopping it, but odd nonetheless. It felt odd thinking of Waffles being here. I know the two didn't do much while they were together. But it was odd. I saw the chair where Waffles gamed every night. I could imagine him sitting there gaming, a blue glare in the darkness bathing Absinthe's sleeping body. I could hear the screams of their past fights reverberating off the walls. When I smelled the blankets and pressed my head into the pillows, I wondered how many sweat particles were embedded in those fabrics. Not too odd. But odd. Ghostly.
That night, we headed out for Florida. The whole ride that night, I teased the fuck out of his cock as he drove.
So, when we finally stopped at a motel, it probably serves me right that he fucked me pretty immediately. If memory serves correctly, that was the first time I came hands free with him. I passed right out after that.
The next day, we drove the rest of the way to Florida. We teased each other all day, too. We took turns on the radio and had a sheer blast. We were still tired as fuck, but we had a good time.
That night, we got to the vacation home we had rented through Vrbo. And it was stellar! The place had three bedrooms, fully stocked kitchen, two bathrooms, living room, dining room, and sunroom. And it was an amazing experience. About the same price as a comfortable hotel, too. And you better believe we fucking broke it in, too.
We even got some videos out of it!
So, we spent two days at Disney. The first one we went to Magic Kingdom. We focused on the roller coasters. You see, Sin believed he hated roller coasters. He remembered hating them as a kid. So, naturally, I thought what the hell and made him ride each and every one. We started the day with Splash Mountain....Up till then...I'd never heard him curse so much.
Then we went walking around the park, tried some overpriced, underquality food, did the Pirates ride, and the Thunder Mountain. Again with the vulgarities! I also made him dance (click here but don't tell him)!
Finally, we checked out Space Mountain. He was terrified as fuck. I was in heaven.
And we toured the entire park, being romantic homos the whole time.
The next day, we went to Hollywood Studios. We started the hot day with checking out the Tower of Terror. He held on to me for dear life. And cursed me out once again.
We checked out the whole park in pretty good time and definitely went over to the Rock n Roller coaster, especially since it's shutting down soon. There was a fight in the line to that ride. Someone cut. Drinks were thrown. Then there were punches. We were asked by security if we wanted to leave a statement. Our response, "Nah, we just want to get on the ride." Right when we were about to get on, I told Sin how fast the ride went immediately. His jaw dropped. My grin spread. We got strapped in, and he was already shaking.
I've
Never
Heard
Him
Curse
So
Loud.
#noregrets
We went back home after that for some more sex. Boy were we musky. I pressed my nose into his armpits and was just in heaven.
Once it hit night, we headed back to the park to see Fantasmic. We had some time to kill, so we can neither confirm nor deny if we did anything sexual at the park.
Despite the crowd and the rain, it was worth it. And holding his hand the whole time made it so fucking magical.
The next day we saw my Nana and Papa, Sin's first time meeting any of my family. My dad and his wife were there too. So, my Nana and Papa are...centrists probably? My dad and his wife are flat-out asshole conservatives. So I made sure Sin and I held hands around them~
When we left, I told Sin I had a surprise. A reservation.
He had no idea what I had planned for him. I just drove us to Orlando downtown. He was so confused, and his curiosity was piqued, I'd say. The rain was pouring down hard as fuck. We parked. He never saw the place. I said we were gonna book it. So we did, trying not to get too soaked. We were anyway. We found an awning, then I guided us over to the entrance.
It was a romantic dessert place called Better than Sex. They had sex-themed desserts and drinks rimmed with chocolate (they called them rimshots). I don't remember exactly who ordered what, but I remember one of us got the Italian Stallion, if that tells you anything.
But I can tell you this. I had never, ever seen him so happy before. The fact that I had surprised him with a cheesy, romantic date like this just made the entire fucking trip worth it. When we finished, the manager came out and gave us an extra cupcake with drizzle saying Happy Anniversary. It was our one-year, and I had told them that in advance. Sin was just wowed by all of this, and I knew he was the one.
Our trip back was long and arduous. There was still lots of teasing on the way back.
We encountered a racist, homophobic gas station in Alabama. Go fucking figure: that's where Waffles was from. Assholes. I was fucking livid. We ran into crazy traffic before Texas. I made us stop for dinner, and we had some authentic gumbo and etoufee in Louisiana. I felt better after that. I know I jacked Sin off while I drove for a good hour while he was napping. We even messed around back at his house.
I was sad to leave. So sad. But we decided something on that trip. That Sin would move in with me at some point. (As I type this, it's nine more weeks till the move.)
This time, I flew down to Texas first. And I can say Absinthe was scared as fuck of me seeing his house. Why you ask?
Well, like the last post, we talked about that through shared poetry. I started this one this time.
The State of His House
He was a little green ball of
anxiety.
"I don't want you to see my house.
You'll hate it.
You'll break up with me."
I scoffed.
when i walked under the threshold
i was assaulted by the din of dogs
of barks and woofs and growls and yips
"This is Espresso!" he yelled to his grandmother
I tried to say "Nice to met you,"
but the din drowned me out.
i felt like i was in a Dr. Seuss book
One Dog
Two Dogs
Big Dogs
Small Dogs
but when the calm hit,
i saw the architecture.
a map of scars.
a cracked ceiling / a past fragmented
an unfinished floor / a future uncemented
you showed me how to use a wrench
to get the toilet to flush.
you showed me how to use the door
to keep the dogs at bay.
in the safety of your room,
you look over me.
scared
terrified
what will i say?
Not say.
Show.
Let me show you how to release the hounds.
My heart howls for you.
Let me show you how to open the door.
Let me show you how to take the wrench
And beat out the rust from the gears
Of both our pasts.
Let me show you how to cement the future
Let me show you how to mend the past.
Let me show you how I can kiss
each
and every
crack
and stain
One kiss
Two kiss
My kiss
Your kiss
They won't take away the pain
But they'll show you that every house
--even ours--
has its cracks and stains
And that every home
--especially ours--
has its
Kisses.
I'll plant them.
I'll let you decide where.
My little green ball.
adonis
--------------
And here is his response!
He showed me around town that first day. We went out to eat with his former work friend and had great Japanese.
Eating with Sin at the Japanese place.
He suspects nothing.
I did meet his grandma and sibling. And we got stuff ready for our grand trip. I remember giving him some head at his place. It felt odd. Not so odd that I was going to even think of stopping it, but odd nonetheless. It felt odd thinking of Waffles being here. I know the two didn't do much while they were together. But it was odd. I saw the chair where Waffles gamed every night. I could imagine him sitting there gaming, a blue glare in the darkness bathing Absinthe's sleeping body. I could hear the screams of their past fights reverberating off the walls. When I smelled the blankets and pressed my head into the pillows, I wondered how many sweat particles were embedded in those fabrics. Not too odd. But odd. Ghostly.
Taste of dick in his bed.
That night, we headed out for Florida. The whole ride that night, I teased the fuck out of his cock as he drove.
So, when we finally stopped at a motel, it probably serves me right that he fucked me pretty immediately. If memory serves correctly, that was the first time I came hands free with him. I passed right out after that.
The next day, we drove the rest of the way to Florida. We teased each other all day, too. We took turns on the radio and had a sheer blast. We were still tired as fuck, but we had a good time.
Him teasing me.
That night, we got to the vacation home we had rented through Vrbo. And it was stellar! The place had three bedrooms, fully stocked kitchen, two bathrooms, living room, dining room, and sunroom. And it was an amazing experience. About the same price as a comfortable hotel, too. And you better believe we fucking broke it in, too.
Fun times at our vacation home.
We even got some videos out of it!
So, we spent two days at Disney. The first one we went to Magic Kingdom. We focused on the roller coasters. You see, Sin believed he hated roller coasters. He remembered hating them as a kid. So, naturally, I thought what the hell and made him ride each and every one. We started the day with Splash Mountain....Up till then...I'd never heard him curse so much.
Splash Mountain dabbing.
Then we went walking around the park, tried some overpriced, underquality food, did the Pirates ride, and the Thunder Mountain. Again with the vulgarities! I also made him dance (click here but don't tell him)!
Finally, we checked out Space Mountain. He was terrified as fuck. I was in heaven.
And we toured the entire park, being romantic homos the whole time.
Kissing in front of the castle.
The next day, we went to Hollywood Studios. We started the hot day with checking out the Tower of Terror. He held on to me for dear life. And cursed me out once again.
He did survive though.
Why you hold me so tight? You scared, babe?
Sin and I being cute at the Incredibles display.
We checked out the whole park in pretty good time and definitely went over to the Rock n Roller coaster, especially since it's shutting down soon. There was a fight in the line to that ride. Someone cut. Drinks were thrown. Then there were punches. We were asked by security if we wanted to leave a statement. Our response, "Nah, we just want to get on the ride." Right when we were about to get on, I told Sin how fast the ride went immediately. His jaw dropped. My grin spread. We got strapped in, and he was already shaking.
I've
Never
Heard
Him
Curse
So
Loud.
#noregrets
We went back home after that for some more sex. Boy were we musky. I pressed my nose into his armpits and was just in heaven.
Once it hit night, we headed back to the park to see Fantasmic. We had some time to kill, so we can neither confirm nor deny if we did anything sexual at the park.
#justsaying
Despite the crowd and the rain, it was worth it. And holding his hand the whole time made it so fucking magical.
The fantastic Fantasmic.
The next day we saw my Nana and Papa, Sin's first time meeting any of my family. My dad and his wife were there too. So, my Nana and Papa are...centrists probably? My dad and his wife are flat-out asshole conservatives. So I made sure Sin and I held hands around them~
When we left, I told Sin I had a surprise. A reservation.
He had no idea what I had planned for him. I just drove us to Orlando downtown. He was so confused, and his curiosity was piqued, I'd say. The rain was pouring down hard as fuck. We parked. He never saw the place. I said we were gonna book it. So we did, trying not to get too soaked. We were anyway. We found an awning, then I guided us over to the entrance.
It was a romantic dessert place called Better than Sex. They had sex-themed desserts and drinks rimmed with chocolate (they called them rimshots). I don't remember exactly who ordered what, but I remember one of us got the Italian Stallion, if that tells you anything.
Sweet times at Better than Sex.
But I can tell you this. I had never, ever seen him so happy before. The fact that I had surprised him with a cheesy, romantic date like this just made the entire fucking trip worth it. When we finished, the manager came out and gave us an extra cupcake with drizzle saying Happy Anniversary. It was our one-year, and I had told them that in advance. Sin was just wowed by all of this, and I knew he was the one.
Our trip back was long and arduous. There was still lots of teasing on the way back.
Apparently, I got a hickie. I wonder who did that.
Ooo this car comes with a toy I can play with while I drive!
We encountered a racist, homophobic gas station in Alabama. Go fucking figure: that's where Waffles was from. Assholes. I was fucking livid. We ran into crazy traffic before Texas. I made us stop for dinner, and we had some authentic gumbo and etoufee in Louisiana. I felt better after that. I know I jacked Sin off while I drove for a good hour while he was napping. We even messed around back at his house.
Me and Sin's dog Buddy. We are best buddies now. <3
I was sleeping~
I was sad to leave. So sad. But we decided something on that trip. That Sin would move in with me at some point. (As I type this, it's nine more weeks till the move.)
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