Yesterday, I had spent the day thinking about us, as I went through the motions of my daily chores. I thought about things logically as I got groceries from Costco, I felt about things emotionally when I was having coffee in Burlingame and I talked to friends about all of this. None of it brought me any real insight into any of it, except for what I already know: That I am still in love with you, but for the moment I could only be a friend.... Because you're in rebound mode. Because there's a good chance that you no longer see me that way. And most importantly, because you are succumbing to the the addiction of being in love with love, while I've done all I can to control and repel my addiction.
Letter To Nate
Me And My Boyfriend
"Come over here baby. You can get a much better view" whispered the brunette. The blond walked over to the brunette. He stood straight against the stove, bulging the zipper of his jeans. The blond placed his right thigh between the legs of the brunette, and pulled him in. Softly licking the lips of the brunette, the blond darted his tongue slightly between the lips. The brunette relaxed his mouth to allow the blond full and unbridled access. He ran his tongue across the teeth, and the brunette opened his jaw, to unveil a soft, seductive, pink tongue, wet with desire. The two tongues touched, and carressed, darting back and forth, discovering each other's mouths, and teeth.
A Day In July with Underwear and Pissing
I could tell you were horny and so was I. "Ready to go?" I asked suggestively.
Schedule Change
Todd was reclining on his bed staring at the source of the flickering light. He mindlessly flipped channels, willing weariness to overtake him. It was futile, he knew, to attempt to sleep now, before achieving the release he usually sought before bed. He was saving up. He didn't want to expel any of the energy he was planning on sharing with his new friend Blake.
Sticking Together
There's no reason why anyone would want to get out of a nice warm bed just to walk into the freezing snow, especially when that bed has a gorgeous man in it. But sooner or later, you have to get up, and that's what Tony and I did. Tony is a thirty-year-old bartender from New York.
Thank You For Fucking Me
I am naked in our bed, keep my eyes closed, smelling you and moving my throbbing cock against the mattress. You are in my arms! Do you feel that? My cock touches yours. My chest is on your chest. I touch your lips with mine. A soft kiss, the way you like it. Passion's tool is softness, as you so nicely put it!
Spontaneous Blue-Eyed Blond-Haired Lover
The urge suddenly came upon him when they were standing in the living room, both of them home from work no longer than five minutes (not even enough time for them to get their ties off). Mark stood in the center of the room, waiting quietly, looking so innocent. Roger went over to him and grabbed the blond-haired, blue-eyed pretty boy by the shoulders.
Dealing With It
"I know." I say getting a little irritated. "It'd be nice if you'd help a bit with him." I look down at the yellow teddy bear carpet on the floor.
You And Me And Bliss
Warm and comfortable under the down, I stretched deeply, and felt my leg slide against yours, getting tickled by the dense, soft hair that covers them. I turned to look at you, watching you lying there in the first rays of light that came gleaming through the window of our tent.
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The Hot Bath and Shoulder Massage
When I woke up, every bone in my body was hurting, cause I had slept on the couch. Alex and I had had a fight. Lately, he and I seemed to be sleeping in the same bed less and less. When I got to work, everybody was on my back, apparently all the lay-off's were putting everyone on edge. Then, to top everything off, on the way home, some idiot pulled out in front of me.
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