Date: Tue, 25 Feb 2003 12:52:24 -0700 From: coboi_21@hotmail.com Subject: True Love and a Broken Heart Author's Note: This is my first time trying to write a story. Hopefully u guys will like what u read and enjoy it. This is a story of love and pain of giving someone your heart. If you aren't interested you don't have to continue reading. If u have any comments about the story please email me coboi_21@hotmail.com <mailto:coboi_21@hotmail.com> This story is completely fictional. None of the character are real and if it is similar to your life just realize that there are other people that could have the same story. This story is submitted to the Archives under required guidelines. I maintain all creative licenses and copyrights And finally, if you are underage it is illegal for u to be reading this, so go away now. If this story is offense then don't read and leave now. Hope u enjoy the story. True Love and a Broken Heart My name is Kyle and I am 25 yrs old now, my physical features are 5'2" 100lbs brn hair and eyes. This is a story of true love and the pain it causes. It takes place in a small town in Northern Colorado. It was the summer of 2002 and I was 24 yrs old at the time. I was going to school full time and working for a local grocery store. Everything seemed to be going great work was good and my grades were staying up. At work I had made a close knit of friends, and we would always go out to the local gay bar every Thursday for a hot night of karaoke. I had been longing for someone special to come into my life, was tired of being alone. It wasn't long before I started an affair with one of my friends his name was Peter. It seemed every chance we got we were ripping our clothes of and having hot passionate sex. That is all it ever was though just sex, don't get me wrong Peter was good. He knew how to work his equipment and was hung like a horse. But I soon realized that I was only just that his sex toy. Peter always had a boyfriend and we would always hook up while his boyfriend at the time would be away. We would have great love sessions before work, in the morning and after the bars. I soon fell in love with him hoping for something that just wasn't there. I wanted him to want me, to love me and hold me tight. Peter never did any of those things, we are still good friends but, we could never be boyfriends. I knew it couldn't work but, I loved him and whenever he needed me for some hot sex I was there ready to please. It was a hot summer day in July and I was working in the checkout line at work. Peter and I were planning on going out after we got off work with a few other friends. Then this gorgeous 5'10 155lb blonde guy came through my line. My mouth dropped open and I knew he saw it but I wasn't too concerned. I took his order and checked him out as slowly as I could so I could just stare at him. I fell for him at moment and I didn't even know his name. He left without telling me his name and I thought for sure I would never see him again. I told Peter and all my friends about the guy. Of course, they all just said, " he is probably straight ", because I tend to think everyone that is even slightly hot is gay. I went home that night and this blonde guy was invading my head. The next day that is all I could think about and to my surprise he came in again through my line. My heart skipped a beat but I thought about what my friends had said he is probably straight. I checked him out and he left just like last time. It continued like this for the next few weeks and I always hoped to see him again and again. Then one day towards the end of July he came in and went through my line. This time he introduced himself -his name was Jerod. Then he asked if I would like to hangout sometime. I was floored I never had that happen to me before, of course I answered yes to him. He gave me his digits and I called him that weekend. We decided to meet at a local coffee shop. We met at 4:45 on Wednesday night, isn't funny how u always remember your first date with a guy. Well, we got a booth and talked forever it seemed. I found out he loved music and played the guitar, he was also five years older than me. But, I thought to myself age doesn't matter or at least it shouldn't. Then we decided to go out for a beer, so we went to a small bar and talked and drank and talked. We closed the bar down and decided to meet again the next night. Well things only got better we met at the same bar and closed it down again. This went on for a good week. Finally one night after talking I got in his car and we kissed for a solid hour and a half. I felt the sparks flying and knew I could easily fall in love again. So I kept my barriers up and I refused to let my heart guide me into another messed up relationship. Jerod and I continued going out to the bars, talking, watching movies. Then I asked him which of my friends he wanted me to hook him up with. I knew I wasn't that attractive and felt ugly to everyone. He just said he wanted me and that he chose me because he was attracted to me. Well, right there my heart gave into love and I kissed him passionately. Things soon started getting hot from there on, we slowly stripped our clothes off. I felt his tongue all over me and his hands start to wander and explore my body. He tweaked my pierced nipples and sent an electrifying sensation throughout my body. Then I felt him enter me, he took his time and let me adjusted to oversized manhood. It took what seemed like forever before he was completely in me and I could feel the hairs from his balls tickling my ass. We both were sweating gallons and I was in complete ecstasy. I had never felt this side of sex before. I soon realized this wasn't sex this was lovemaking. I had finally gotten adjusted to his manhood and he started to move in and out. I wanted more and he only obliged my commands, giving me all he could. Hours rolled by and sweat was dripping off our bodies like a waterfall. Now we both were close to a climatic ending. Moaning for Jerod to keep going and the grunts he was giving from his own pleasure. Are bodies were moving faster, and faster it was intense feeling. Then we came and came it seemed to never end. We slowed our rhythm and fell to the bed from exhaustion. Jerod held me close to his body that night and for the first time I felt love from someone. At least I thought I felt love, from him. Months rolled by and I felt truly in love with Jerod. I kept thinking maybe this is it maybe I have found my true love that will always be by my side. Then one night after work I went over to his house and he told me some bad news. He was just coming out and gave me the worst line nobody ever wants to hear " its not u its me I need to experience other people". I was shocked and hurt. I cried for the next week and kept telling myself it was me. The day after Jerod broke up with me I found out he was sleeping with one of my supposed friends. I realized that friends aren't friends if they hurt u like that. This ex-friend was untrustworthy and a selfish person for doing that to me. I never forgave either of them and moved on with my life. Love does hurt u never know when to give your heart to someone. It just takes trust, for me I have lost trust in love and in friends. I decided to move to Southern Colorado and finish my schooling there. Then my new life and adventures will start over again. Who knows maybe Mr. Right is waiting there for me. If u like this story email me coboi_21@hotmail.com <mailto:coboi_21@hotmail.com> If I get enough responses maybe I will write more stories and adventures in my life.