Last Time [Private Entry] 5/11/2004
I think that Monday night was officially the last time I would ever share a bed with Henry.
We were play punching each other on the couch when he grabbed me by the wrists and pulled my body on top of his. We started kissing and that was the end of our movie night. I was straddling him on the couch when put his hands inside my sweatshirt and into my bra. He asked me if I wanted to go back into my room and I agreed.
Once in my room I kept asking him if he was too tired, since he'd been snoring on my couch for almost two hours. "No I'm not tired," he said, and started to walk backwards toward the bed while kissing me. My sweatshirt and shirt came off while Henry attempted to remove my bra. I kept asking him for help and he kept laughing and saying no. I finally just got impatient and did it myself. He had issues removing my pants too for some reason, so I removed those by myself too, despite his protests. I removed all of his clothes by myself, which I made a point of bragging to him.
He was rock hard as usual. It never fails to amaze me that he's always hard when I need him to be. With Chris it was a special fucking occasion when he could actually get, and keep, and erection. He was on top of me, going pretty hard, when I joked, "What would you do if I just fell asleep right now?" He just laughed, and then to my disappointment, totally withdrew himself and rolled over. "I dunno what would you do if I went to sleep?" It took me almost fifteen minutes to get him to have sex with me again...That's such a fucking tease man...
We resumed having sex with me on top... He rolled me over and started going really slow and really deep which felt so incredibly good. I asked him if he wanted to do that position that he taught me (the one where he enters me from behind) and he kept saying "Whatever you want to do." I hate that...I want to know what he likes and he always says, "Whatever you want to do." So for almost the rest of the time, he was doing that position with me. "Keep your back down and your ass up," he told me. He started thrusting really hard until it go to the point where I yelped. I stopped and he apologized, and then he finished with him on top of me.
Afterwards we started talking a little. He has really bad relations with both his mom and his older brother. He worked really hard all throughout high school (he was second in his class) and now he felt like he was fucking up because his GPA sucks. His mom isn't very supportive of him, and because he doesn't have a dad, his older brother acts like his father. Henry was worried that he wouldn't be able to transfer into Watson's School of Engineering and that he would have to give up his dream of becoming a computer engineer. During sometime during the night I must've feel asleep while he was talking to me which he told me the next morning in the car. I felt like such a bastard because he was opening up to me, and I fucking fell asleep on him. I feel like that maybe he hasn't spoken to me because he's pissed that I fell asleep when he was confiding in me. Then on the other had, I don't fucking care any more. I'm so pissed off, I can't even put it into words. No matter how different the guy I'm currently hanging out with is from the past guys, they seem to all have the same fucking personality.
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