Dark, somewhat child, I made my way home. I went to the park, avoided the
park, went to the bars, avoided the bars, circled the block and ended the
wandering. Walking. Alone. Dark This was my address, my apartment my home. I
stop. My hand to my pocket. My key.
Out of the shadow into the lamp of the streetlight a face. A face. Lit from
above, shadows outline broad, turning curls of indistinct color, perhaps a light
brown. A broad brow. Eyes deep of color unknown but with a hint of reflected
light. A firm straight nose crowns lips that bend softly back into the dark.
Shoulders, thick and wide take the most light that fans loosely down across a
rounded chest that vanishes into the dark.
Eyes. Eyes that meet mine. Knowing eyes. Lonely eyes. Consenting eyes.
I nod.
He nods.
I turn and mount the steps.
He follows.
I know he follows. I feel that certain warmth, that heat of acquiescence.
The key goes in. It turns. The door opens. I enter. He enters.
We mount the stairs.
Another key.
Another turn.
Another door opens.
I let him pass first. He enters. I follow.
Inside.
He turns back to me.
There is a pause.
I see him now.
Skin white, clear, well taught across a strong boned head.
Dark blond curls fall around temple and eyes.
A high neck rises from a solid frame.
I stare.
He stares.
Our lips meet.
My hands rush behind his neck,--- beneath the thick curls.
His hands fall to my hips and press me forward.
My hips against his.
His hips against mine.
In a moment the hardened rods that divide us.
In some kind of hurried confusion we are reset, refixed.
It is my room.
My hands fumble at his shirt
His hand tremble at mine.
We are chest to chest
Nipple against nipple
Mouth to mouth
My dick is hard, erect, throbbing with heat and ready cum.
HIs tongue invades me, explores me.
Mine aggresses in return.
The taste of him enthralls me.
In exhaustion I recede. I fall back.
In desire, I return.
To my knees.
His naked chest, his outforced nipples demand more.
My eyes fix upon the silken threads of hair that surround his navel.
The threads descend
I lust to see their goal
My fingers tremble at his belt.
Undo.
Unlock.
Reveal.
The buttons open , the zipper falls and before me flies the great white and
pink thrusting rod of his manhood. Hot and devilish and demanding of my
adoration: the most solid and pinkish white upright cock that I had ever seen. A
thick and demanding rod of perfected manhood.
My mouth, my lips, my tongue are its slaves.
In and out.
Back and forth,
Deeper
Subtler
Richer
Fuller
I engulf its fullness.
But this is not enough.
Sweat emerging from every pour I rip away shirt and pants and linens.
I am naked to the air.
I am waiting,
waiting
the fullness.
Suddenly, I don"t know how,
I rip away all that conceals him.
He stands above me
Naked in his perfection
A thick, white rod outstretched above me.
"Fuck me!: I cry,
"Fuck me!"
My legs are spread.
My ass is open.
He falls above me.
A thrust.
Another ...
Another...
He has entered.
He is in me
He is probing.
He is thrusting.
Again
Again
Deeper
Deeper/
"Fuck me!
Fuck me !
I cry.
His cock is in my throat
"Do it!
Do it!
Fuck me - Do It!
Again and again
And his lips fall to mine.
His tongue is in my mouth,
His lips fall limp on mine.
His weight falls warm upon me.
