Andre and Ken: A love story (an excerpt)

NB. ALL “Andre and Ken” blog entries have been made public!!!

And after a year of knowing Ken, being friends with him, hearing his hopes and fears, and listening to Ken’s travails in life, I realized that Ken and I had something more than friendship, and less than being lovers. I wanted that to change. I wanted to be there for him. I wanted to make him happy, and give him pleasure. I wanted to provide him with the things that he wanted. More importantly, I wanted to provide him with the things he needed even if he didn’t realize he needed it at the time.

I wanted to be there for him, and love him tenderly. I wanted to provide the support and stability he needed. I wanted to be there to care for him so he didn’t have to worry. I wanted to be that person whom he could trust and rely upon. And so…standing here, kissing him, showing Ken the depth of my feelings for the first time, I was determined to give him want he wanted and what he needed. And what he needed and wanted at this precise moment was to be loved unreservedly and passionately.

I wanted him to be there for me as well. I wanted his support and companionship. I wanted my best friend, the one with whom I opened my heart and soul to take it to the next level. And I hope he wanted it too.

I saw the need in the speed in which he disrobed and tossed his clothes after he was kissed, I saw the hunger in Ken’s flashing eyes, I sensed it with the heat that Ken returned his kiss.  Ken needed to be brought to the heights of passion, and I was going to be the person to do it. Tonight, tomorrow morning, and maybe the rest of our lives.  But this instant,  my dear, sweet, Ken wanted and needed to….