Do I really love you Armagan...or do I still love Mike?, chapter 1
"Hi Army."
I said to my boyfriend of two years, Armagan Sezer, a gorgeous Turkish seventeen year old boy with dark brown hair and eyes that had just walked through the door of my apartment.
"Hi sweetie, how are you?" said my mom.
"Great, and yourself?"
"Just fine, hun, thanks."
He walked over to me and gave me a hug and a peck on the lips.
"Hey baby, how are you?"
He asked with the bright eyes he always had looking into mine.
"Perfect, now that you're here," I said pulling him down into a long, passionate kiss that lasted for ten or fifteen seconds. He looked deeply into my eyes and smirked.
"What?" I asked, chuckling a little.
"Nothing, just this..." He pushed me gently onto the bed and crawled on top of me, pressing tiny kisses into my neck and jaw line, then eventually got more passionate and moved onto my lips. I got up to close and lock my door, then returned and straddled his lap, slowly, pulling off his belt, kissing him on the neck, gently biting occasionally.
"I love you Army," I whispered.
"I love you too," he whispered back.
After a few minutes, I got his pants off, and he had slipped off my shirt and was starting to get my pants off...
*FLASHBACK*
"Oh, Mike... oh my god," I moaned as the gorgeous Mike Dirnt pushed inside of me on a warm November night, the eighth, which was my birthday. He had me backed up against a wall in an alley with my legs wrapped around his waist, his hands under my thighs holding me up, my arms around his waist... we hadn't even been able to wait long enough to get to his house, actually Billie Joes' house, but whatever, to get busy, so he backed us into an alley, pulled our pants and crap to our knees and kind of just... did it. I remember the moment we both let go, at the exact same time, our warmth spreading into each other, making us melt into each other, making us become one...that was the first time a man had ever given me an orgasm, and I had just lost my virginity, but we were so in love, it didn't matter, nothing mattered. He let me down softly and we collected ourselves gradually. He took me home to his house and into the living room. We got onto the sofa and started watching spike TV. I was resting my head on his chest, our arms wrapped around each others waists, I was slowly falling asleep...
The last thing I remember was him whispering so softly, an almost inaudible...
"I love you."
But I fell fast asleep before I had a chance to reply...
*END OF FLASHBACK*
After me and Army finished, we fell asleep watching spike _TV in the living room, just as me and Mike had three years before. Oh, the memories...
Army had fallen asleep, but I couldn't, not without knowing...
Did I really love Army, or did I still love Mike?
I said to my boyfriend of two years, Armagan Sezer, a gorgeous Turkish seventeen year old boy with dark brown hair and eyes that had just walked through the door of my apartment.
"Hi sweetie, how are you?" said my mom.
"Great, and yourself?"
"Just fine, hun, thanks."
He walked over to me and gave me a hug and a peck on the lips.
"Hey baby, how are you?"
He asked with the bright eyes he always had looking into mine.
"Perfect, now that you're here," I said pulling him down into a long, passionate kiss that lasted for ten or fifteen seconds. He looked deeply into my eyes and smirked.
"What?" I asked, chuckling a little.
"Nothing, just this..." He pushed me gently onto the bed and crawled on top of me, pressing tiny kisses into my neck and jaw line, then eventually got more passionate and moved onto my lips. I got up to close and lock my door, then returned and straddled his lap, slowly, pulling off his belt, kissing him on the neck, gently biting occasionally.
"I love you Army," I whispered.
"I love you too," he whispered back.
After a few minutes, I got his pants off, and he had slipped off my shirt and was starting to get my pants off...
*FLASHBACK*
"Oh, Mike... oh my god," I moaned as the gorgeous Mike Dirnt pushed inside of me on a warm November night, the eighth, which was my birthday. He had me backed up against a wall in an alley with my legs wrapped around his waist, his hands under my thighs holding me up, my arms around his waist... we hadn't even been able to wait long enough to get to his house, actually Billie Joes' house, but whatever, to get busy, so he backed us into an alley, pulled our pants and crap to our knees and kind of just... did it. I remember the moment we both let go, at the exact same time, our warmth spreading into each other, making us melt into each other, making us become one...that was the first time a man had ever given me an orgasm, and I had just lost my virginity, but we were so in love, it didn't matter, nothing mattered. He let me down softly and we collected ourselves gradually. He took me home to his house and into the living room. We got onto the sofa and started watching spike TV. I was resting my head on his chest, our arms wrapped around each others waists, I was slowly falling asleep...
The last thing I remember was him whispering so softly, an almost inaudible...
"I love you."
But I fell fast asleep before I had a chance to reply...
*END OF FLASHBACK*
After me and Army finished, we fell asleep watching spike _TV in the living room, just as me and Mike had three years before. Oh, the memories...
Army had fallen asleep, but I couldn't, not without knowing...
Did I really love Army, or did I still love Mike?
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