tender skin of my neck and raised goosebumps over my whole body. His hand slid downward, over my stomach, slowly, cautiously closer to the searing erection between my legs. I knew if he touched me there I’d be finished. The life I’d known would be over. But, the life I knew wasn’t really worth keeping anyway.

His large, strong hand brushed across my aching cock and I arched my hips upward.

Like a great dam bursting from spring rain my resistance crumbled. A lifetime of frustration, and suppressed desire gushed forth at once.

I turned facing him and wrapped my arms tightly around his firm body. I slammed my lips to his and roughly held his face while frantically exploring his mouth with my tongue. I pushed myself tighter against him and our cocks pressed together, through our sweatpants in a furious dance of hungry lust.

Desperately we shook off the offending pants and crashed together again. I wanted him close yet I couldn’t get close enough no matter how tightly I held his firm, writhing ass.

With a growl he pushed me on my back and rolled on top. My sudden outburst of passion had awakened a beast within him and he humped himself against me savagely. His hands and arms clutched painfully over my body.

“Oh God Andy!” he cried, “Oh god, I want you.”

With his words years of frustration poured out in hot tears, which streamed down my cheeks, into my hair. He wanted me. This beautiful, handsome man loved me and wanted me. No one had ever really wanted or loved me before.

Suddenly, grunting with each hammering thrust, he grabbed my face roughly in his hand.

“Look at me!” he demanded.

My eyes met his and my soul sunk into their infinite brown depths. Our lives, hopes, dreams and histories all melted together in a sexual singularity. We were one being, devoted wholly to pleasure.

“Oh James.” I groaned thrusting upward with abandon. “I love you. I love you. Oh God! Oh fuck!”

I guess the word “fuck” did it for us both. Simultaneously we exploded, releasing wave after wave of boiling man juice between our heaving bellies. The orgasm went on and on until finally he sagged heavily atop me and we rested in each other’s arms.

Later, in the warmth of the afterglow we gazed lovingly into each other’s eyes.

“I always knew this had to happen even if you didn’t,” He said softly. His gentle, kind manner in opposition to the fierce passion he’d showed moments ago

I smiled and lightly kissed his lips. “I’m glad that it finally did.”

We lay side by side, and held each other tightly, desperately, silently, for what seemed like hours. As I drifted into a contented slumber I saw the past disappear like a dark miasma in the night. In the future, I saw sunshine and knew my life had changed forever.