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I walked into the grand concert hall, the sound of the piano filling the air. I had always been a fan of jazz music, and tonight's performance was one I had been looking forward to for weeks. As I took my seat, I couldn't help but notice the pianist, my best friend, Ashante, his fingers dancing across the keys with precision and passion. I had seen him play before, but there was something about tonight's performance that drew me in. The spotlight illuminated the highlights in his dark black hair, different colors dancing against his brown skin as he dueted with a saxophone player. But today I couldn't focus on anyone but him. Today was the day I was going to confess.
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As the concert came to a close, I felt a sense of happiness and love for him wash over me. Ashante's music had touched my soul, and I couldn't help but feel a deep connection to him. He was the one that got me into jazz music, afterall. We had used to play together in a band that did steel pans and now that his music hobby had turned into something to earn money, I couldn't help but feel proud of him. The way he played with such ease was magic, the chords and the melody complicated and syncopated and wonderful. when the performance ended I whooped and waited for the crowd to clear out. Then I made my way to the backstage area, hoping to catch a glimpse. As I turned a corner, I saw him standing alone, working on putting his instrument away. I waited there standing until his eyes fixed on me. He smiled and waved, and I felt my heart skip a beat.
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"Hi," he said, running up to me. His voice was low and cheerful. "I'm so glad you enjoyed the concert." I nodded, feeling a little shy. Was I visibly red yet?
"It was amazing," I replied. "You're so good." He smiled again, eyes gleaming, "nah, ur good too." He said.
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We talked for a while, discussing music and life. We talked about our band director for steel pans, pro choice vs pro life, the election, neanderthals... As the night wore on, I found myself feeling more and more drawn to him. And then, just as I was starting to think that this was just a friendly conversation, he took my hand.
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"Jayjay," he said, his eyes locked on mine. "I have to tell you something. I've had feelings for you for a long time. I was hoping that maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way." My heart skipped a beat as I looked into his eyes. I could see the sincerity there, the hope.
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I smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. "I do," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I've loved you for a long time." He smiled back, his eyes lighting up with joy. " wait what?! Since when?"
Since we were kids i replied. I could see the blush on his face when i said that.
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We walked out of the concert hall, me hugging his arm as the cool night air surrounding us. I just squeezed him; until he said ow; and then I had to lay off a little bit. From then on we didn't say much, just enjoyed the silence and each other's company. As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement, of anticipation.
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We eventually made our way back to his place, a cozy little apartment filled with music and art. We sat down on the couch, and he took my hand again. "I'm so glad we met," he said, his eyes locked on mine.
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I smiled, feeling a sense of happiness wash over me. "Me too," I replied. "I've known you my whole life, i guess it just makes sense." He smiled back, and then, without another word, he leaned in and kissed me. Hahahah i squealed in my head
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The kiss was soft and gentle, but it sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the chemistry between us, the spark that had been building all night. As we pulled back, I saw the desire in his eyes, and I knew that this was just the beginning.
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We stood up, and he took my hand, leading me to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the city outside. We stood there for a moment, looking into each other's eyes, the tension between us palpable.
"So, where do you wanna sit?" He said, eyeing me nervously. "Babe, I wanna sit on you." I replied.
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And then, without another word, I sat down on top of him on the bed, his thick black curly hair twisting beneath my fingers. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. His skinny, brown lean body was a canvas waiting to be explored, and I was eager to leave my mark.
As Ashante's fingers worked their magic, I felt my body begin to build towards a crescendo. He could feel my vulva pulsing, as he rubbed back and forth against my clit, and on the sides before rubbing it in a circle again. I was torn between the desire to let go and the urge to take control, to push him further and see how far he would go. I leaned forward, my lips finding his, and I bit down gently on his lower lip, feeling a rush of excitement as he responded, his body tensing beneath me. "Faster" I whispered againsy his lips, pushing harder against him as he flicked my clit lightly over and over again. "Guess my piani hands aren't so bad after all," i said. "Yrah no kidding bitch, How dare you be so good at this??!" I moaned into him as he looked at me. "Can't you be a little less... rude..?" His breath tickled my ear, as he pinched my clit. I screamed and slapped him on the ass, his body right next to mine, and I could feel his cock straining against his pants.
As we broke apart for air, I reached down, flopping ontop of him. my hands finding the buckle of his belt. I quickly undid it, my fingers brushing against his skin as I pulled his pants down. His cock sprang free, and I couldn't resist the urge to touch it, my fingers wrapping around the shaft as I began to stroke him. Ashante's eyes went wide, and he let out a gasp of pleasure as I worked him, my hand moving up and down his length. I could feel his body tensing, building towards a climax, and I knew I had to take it to the next level.
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I slowly let him enter me, teasing his cock as I rubbed it back and forth across my vulva. "Jayjay, COME ON, just put it in," he begged, his eyes fluttered open as he moaned for more.
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I smiled and went to his mouth to shut him up, as I finally sat down SLAP against his legs and pelvis. My lips found the soft skin of his neck as he moved, and I began to leave a trail of hickies, my teeth gently biting into his flesh. I grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head back as I straddled him, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
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Ashante's eyes fluttered closed as I worked my way down his neck, my lips and tongue teasing his skin. I could feel his body responding to my touch, his muscles tensing beneath me. My hands roamed his chest, feeling the gentle contours of his muscles, and I couldn't resist the urge to lick his skin, tasting the salty sweetness of his flesh.
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As I explored his body, Ashante's hands began to move, his fingers brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers danced across my neck and face as he huffed for air between sloppy kisses.
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He grabbed onto my back, and then down further till he put his hands on my hips. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body as he grabbed my ass and started pushing his cock even farther into me. I leaned back, giving him better access, and he took advantage of the opportunity, his hands roaming my body, exploring every curve and crevice.
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As we moved together, I could feel the passion building between us. Our bodies were in perfect sync, our hearts beating as one. I felt it get harder and pushing against the inside of my belly, hitting that sweet sweet spot. "Hngghhhh" I groaned.
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The room was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing, the only other sound the soft creaking of the bed. We were lost in our own little world, the feeling getting bigger and more electric as we mived faster and faster
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As we finally reached the peak of our passion, I felt my clit tensing and my vagina opening and closing as a sense of release washed over me. I collapsed onto his chest, his and my body trembling with pleasure. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as we caught our breath.
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We lay there for a while, our bodies entwined, our hearts still racing. I could feel his love for me, his desire to be with me. And I knew that I felt the same way. "I love you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. I smiled, feeling my heart fill with joy.
"I love you too," I laughed, my voice all giggly. We hugged each other tightly, our bodies still warm from sweaty sex– and then I laughed again with a sense of relief.
What? He whispered into my ear.
"It's just–" i paused, him looking at me longingly, "I can't believe I get to be this, with you" I smile gloriously.
To be continued in the next chapter…