Jason's Truth2

 

I love sex….I’ll say that again….I fucking love sex….I’m a man… I know it supposed to just go with the territory….it’s not just the act of penetration I enjoy though….although that moment when you first enter someone for the first time….is possibly one of the greatest things ever….if I ever win the lottery I’ll let you know how they compare…. So no it’s not just that part of it….I crave all the things that go with it….that look that they get in their eyes….that look that says I’m going to fucking devour you….when you both move in closer to one another….lips lightly touching….before you finally kiss….fingertips lightly grazing over their curves….perhaps you wrap your arms around them….pull them in tight….no distance….or cup their face….as your lips continue to explore….learn….

I love those little sighs or moans that may pass through those lips….or the times you kamikaze into each other….frantically attacking each other as you move towards the nearest wall….then the obstacles between you and their bare skin against you start being removed….sometimes gently….take our time….like that one kid who has to keep the wrapping paper at Christmas intact….lift a corner here….a little tape there….other times it’s that excitedly running in screaming and ripping everything off in one quick motion…..I love it all….the sounds….flesh hitting flesh….the smells….sweat….perfume….natural scents all blending together….the sights….the way the hips turn here and there….or the way the back arches when you kiss that certain spot….the way the eyes close as that buildup finally reaches climax….and that wave washes over you….yes I love it all….it’s never too much….

I’ve had amazing sex before….okay so it was pretty much flat out fucking….the kind where you’re both covered in sweat and panting and just collapse into one another….and think okay if I die now I’m perfectly accepting of that….I’ve tried most things….at least once….twice if I enjoyed it….

I’ve also had bad sex….where I drank to much and it was just sloppy or I couldn’t get into it….where passion just wasn’t on the menu….those are also a learning experience….I actually tried to fake an orgasm once….guys….don’t do this….they will notice….you don’t want the conversation that follows….just trust me….

So for the most part that area is easy….we are built for sex….it’s when you add that bit of magic in the mix that it takes on a whole new meaning….when you can laugh somewhere in the middle of the licking and sucking and grinding….their eyes light up….that grin….and you can both play….laughing like hyenas….all seriousness goes away and it’s just two people laughing and enjoying each other….then the kissing starts again and the passion skyrockets….ebb and flow….something amazing happens in those magic moments….you forget the world….your eyes are locked on one another….everything else drifts away but that moment….the now….you’re completely in the now….taking it all in….everything ceases to exist….just the two of you….you’re safe….lust….love….comfort….excitement….calm….it’s all just swirling together….it’s in those moments….even the heavens look down with envy….and wish they could be where we are.

Is it always going to be like that….probably not….life happens….we get tired….or stressed….sometimes just not in the mood….however….find that someone where you know you can have that….that magic….not just in the bedroom….or kitchen table….or against the car….hidden corner in a library….that Macy’s dressing room….you get the idea….but be able to talk to them….really talk….about everything….EVERYTHING….even if it catches you off guard sometimes….

I’ve come to that place where it should be complete transparency….why would we not….if we look at someone and think okay I want to spend time with this person….or my life….for fucksake share yourself with them….don’t hold back….we’ve been told time and time again how to play games….they make terrible television shows about that very thing….that’s the illusion….not the magic….the magic is real….how can any of us expect to find that….keep it….if we don’t just say it all….no holding back….it’s scary at first….most things worth doing usually are….but what comes next are the things they write stories about….don’t settle for….well it wasn’t horrible….a candle isn’t horrible either if you’re cold….until you stand next to a fire….

© Jason King 2016

Jason King

Jason King is a storyteller, seeker of passion, hopeless romantic, cynic, and possibly completely mad. You can find more of his exquisite writing at Jason King.

11 thoughts on “The Candle and The Fire – Jason King

  1. Damn it man some real honesty from a man…on sex…on the thoughts and feeling involved…how not being real will bite you in the ass…sharing with others the truth about how sex effects a man….not holding back because we only live once…openness to what life is giving you to the fullest enjoyment!! Yes you win the prize today Jason King for the words and thoughts you shared to spark the fire within us all ❤

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  2. She tried to compose poetry during, killed my shit. We laughed for an hour. That’s it. Great times. I told her to can it in the future and write either before or after. We’ll see, so far so good.

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  3. I just wanted to swing by and say thank you!….I really appreciate all the kind words….it means a lot….and I’m also very grateful to Nicole for allowing me to share…..so….thank you all!

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