He and I would kiss on the couch after smoking weed and drinking wine. I drank my first bottle of Margeaux with him, straight out of the bottle. It was 75 bucks back in 1979, steep for my minimum wage budget, and purchased from a corner liquor store that sold it at room temperature on a circular rack with other bottles lesser known. It obviously had not been properly preserved in the coolness of a cave or even a refrigerator.
However, one sip for even one uninitiated to Dionysus’ treats at the time, I thought the description “liquid pearls” fit. That was my immediate impression and it was divine, almost as luscious as kissing those wine-soaked lips, fleshy, soft, sweet, and conversational. He knew the art of kissing, that it is a conversation not a monologue or a preview to the stabbing penetration to come. He caressed and rested softness on mine, kissed my lips as well as my tongue, no hard sucking or mindless tongue windshield wiping my poor JM switched on whenever we kissed.
In the gaze of the other 
this gave me an idea about a scene i have been thinking for a story i’m working on. thank you for posting!
Hey, so glad you stopped by and grabbed a little inspiration. Thanks.
yeah. a scene similar to that should happen somewhere, only maybe more detailed and more intense but it’s somewhere beyond the visible horizon really. it’s like i just know it will happen but i don’t know when exactly.
Yes, this too is just a sketch. I’m penciling out a novel in a mad dash this month just to get it out. Of course, I will go back and flesh out (pun intended :)) the scenes individually. I am working a sort of 50,000 word outline in long sentence form, if that makes sense.
But it’s great you can visualize parts of the whole before they are born. All I can do is write. The ideas come then.
well i’m a complete newbie so i really don’t know what i’m doing to be honest. i just followed you by the way, seeing as i might learn more from reading your stuff. thank you for your kind words.
Thank you. None of us know what we are doing, honestly. We just write. That’s all that matters. Just write.