Chia Petting

A few weeks ago Josh took me to Art Bar for drinks and a small bite to eat. I, then, took him to see Avatar (in 3-D, of course). The film was a trip. I have not worn 3-D glasses in ages and how far we have come from cardboard to plastic frames. Call me a sexual deviant, though seeing the Na'vi mating between Jake and Neytiri got me into the mood a bit...and seemingly did the same for Josh.

I went back to his place after picking up a six pack of Yeungling (the Pennsylvania aphrodisiac).

We discussed various topics and at one point I turned to him and said, "You never really elaborated on your heritage. You know that my parents were bound for their divorce considering the conflicting Irish and English bloodlines, though you have not said too much."

"There is not much to tell", he replied. "They were hairy, Jew-ey eastern European people," he said. Not only did this fail to offer any insight, I couldn't help but think of Chewbacca, as when he said "...hairy Jew-ey" I heard "...hairy Chewy...".

They couldn't be that hairy, could they?

We had made out before, though never had sex or been naked together. After killing the six pack, the mood was alive and hot. We made our way into the bedroom and I fell back onto...wait...is this really an air mattress placed atop a box spring?! Anywho, we were making out...off came his shoes...my pants...his glasses...my sweater...his t-...uhhhh. Underneath the t-shirt was another layer. It could have been mistaken for clothing, though no, no, no, this was a human forest were there nipples under there?

"OK, pretend to not notice", I told myself. I like Josh-A LOT-and we have been friends for quite some time, therefore I knew that I truly did want him; the hair did not bother me too much. Though, at this moment, as he unzipped his jeans, I heard the funniest sound as he stood in front of me and pulled my body, by my legs, into his...it was...the Chewbacca groan/roar...all I could think about was Wookie nookie and all I saw was...



Oh Josh! The man is an animal!

All hail the hairy beast.

--Frankie