Disclaimer: This story is truly fiction. It involves homosexual activity,if you are offended by this or are illegally reading this, please leave now. Any resemblance of these characters to actual people, living or dead,is purely conincidental.
Soon there was a knock at the door. They both wondered who could possibly be coming so far out to this house far from anyone else. Ian groggily got up off the couch and sauntered to the door.
He opened the door, "Hi, I'm new here, I just moved in from the city and I was just coming to meet my new neighbors."
Ian didn't care to talk to this excitable, bubbly lady. He turned his head and winked at Michael. With that Michael walked over to the door, gently kissed Ian and asked "Who's this?"
The woman gave them a quizzical look and stated "I'm your new neighbor I was just coming to meet everyone, but I see you're a little busy"
"Just a little," replied Michael.
Michael then grabbed Ian around the waist with one hand, and with the other shut the door in the woman's face. They collapsed against the wall next to the door, and they kissed. Finally, their bond was broken and they began to laugh about their new neighbor. The day was growing dim, and they discovered they hadn't eaten and decided to go out.
They dressed and loaded into Michael's car and went to the nicest, most expensive and romantic restaurant. They were seated and began to look at the menu, legs and hands intertwined in the other. Ian looked up at Michael in the dim candlelight and his heart melted, looking at this sweet, adorable boy who he loved more than anything in the world. He wished there were words adequate enough to tell him of his love. He knew he was the one he had been longing for all his life, he knew he was the one that he wanted to be with, he knew he was the one.
The night ended all too soon, and the ride home was filled with a sweet silence, both boys contemplating their love for the other. They arrived home and proceeded to the back porch and there they sat on the deck chairs gazing at the stars.
Ian looked over at Michael "I don't want this to ever end. This is great, this feeling of love, of wanting, of belonging."
"Who says it has to end?"
Right after he said that, Michael got up and joined Ian on his chair, straddling him. He leaned down and kissed Ian on the forehead, Ian then placed his hands around Michael's head and whispered in his ear "I want you." Michael sweetly chuckled and moved his mouth to Ian's and they began to kiss, Michael slowly pushed his tongue into Ian's mouth. Ian stroked Michael's hair and untucked Michael's nice white dress shirt from his khaki pants and ran his hands under his shirt and up his chest.
After what seemed like hours, the boys broke their bond and Michael collapsed on top of Ian and there they lay sweetly whispering to in each other's ear, the cool night breeze caressing their now naked bodies, their clothes in a pile on the deck, their bodies interwined.
To be continued?
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