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It was Chinese New Year, and I was all alone. I wandered the streets and stopped outside a bar. I looked inside and saw that there were others inside. I had nothing better to do, and so in I went. I sat at the bar and ordered myself a drink. I lit a cigarette and waited to see what the night would bring.
I had been there about 10 minutes when you walked in. You know that old song about "Somewhere across a crowded room...". Well it was like that. Our eyes met, we both looked away and then looked back at each other at the same time. It was electric. I knew at that moment that you were for me, and I knew that you knew the same thing at the same time. Pure magic!
You walked over to the bar, and happily the stool next to mine was free. You turned towards me, smiled and asked me if I would offer you something to drink. The barman came over, I ordered what you wanted, and I suggested that we move to a table for more comfort.
We must have talked for what seemed like hours, about this and that, about trivial things, and about some of the serious ones. I didn't ask you if you were gay, it was understood? we both had that look in our eyes. It was only when conversation seemed in need of a kick that we actually got around to introducing ourselves!
The bar was starting to close up, and I asked if you'd like to go on somewhere else. You thought that you'd like to, but where at that time of night. I said that you could come back to my place for a nightcap, and that I'd drop you back to your place afterwards.
We arrived back at the building where I live, and as we entered the lift, you said to me, "Would you hold me in your arms?". I did, and the smell of your hair and skin assailed my nostrils. "You smell so good," I said, "I could hold you like this all night."
We arrived at my flat, and I started to fix us some hot drinks. I told you to have a look round.
I was just finishing when you came back into the kitchen and put your arms around me. You murmured, "There"s no need to even think about taking me home. If you'd like me to stay, that's OK with me."
I was in heaven. I knew that we were attracted, but that you would want to stay with me had never really crossed my mind. As if reading my thoughts, you added, "You know, I don't sleep around, and I almost never sleep with someone on a first date. But there's something different this time. Maybe we are both too tired, and we mayn't want to make love tonight. But I'd like to sleep with you, and to stay the night here. Is that alright?"
"I was thinking the same thing! I am a bit tired, but I didn't want to lose sight of you."
We went to sit down in the living room, and you curled up next to me on the sofa, your head on my lap, my hand resting on your shoulder. We talked some more, and suddenly both of us has fallen asleep. I woke some time later, to hear the shower running. You emerged a few minutes later and suggeste dthat a shower would do me some good as well!
When I had finished, I looked for you again everywhere to find you in bed, fast asleep. I turned out the lights and got into bed as well. You turned over and moved your naked body against mine. "Sleep a little more," you whispered.
We awoke almost together, sunlight streaming through the windows. You moved against me, and our lips met. Your tongue darted into my mouth, and mine into yours. I pulled you on top of me, my hands moving down your superb body, your manhood aroused hard against mine. My hands moved through your hair, and I stroked you.
We rolled over, and your hands explored my body.
Two different bodies, mine more mature, hairy, experienced; yours smooth but muscular, youthful. Your tanned skin contrasted against mine, paler.
We explored each other's bodies, learning which parts reacted and how to make the reactions take place. Hands, lips, tongue, teeth were brought into play against lips, nipples, skin, buttocks...
Moving into the 69 position, you took my cock into your mouth, and I took yours into mine. I gloried in the sweet taste of your pre-cum, and I licked at your balls as well. Staying in the same position, you moved on top of me and started to mouth-fuck me, whilst I had your tight hole exposed to my eager tongue. As I slid my tongue into your hole, I took your head into my hands and started to mouth-fuck you as well.
You moved down my body, and arching yourself above me, descended your tight arse onto my thick hard rod. The mushroom head entered, it felt so good, and then you let the whole shaft enter you until you were sitting firmly on me, my organ all the way inside you, your sphincter twitching in anticipation.
Raising your hips, I starting slowly to fuck you, my long cock sliding in and out of your arse. Your eyes were glazed over with passion and desire. It felt like nothing else, no-one else. Just you and me, united as one.
You moved off me and lay on your back, and I repated your earlier movemnts, lowering myself onto your thick hard dick, so that it entered me. As I felt you wholly within me, a feeling of great joy came over me, as I remembered that I had been in you, and now you were in me.
Raising my hips, you started to fuck me, gently at first then more assuredly, faster, deeper, harder.
I felt that you were getting close, could hear your breathing rasping as your orgasm mounted in you. Mine too was not far away, and I seized your head so that it came close to my dickhead. Arching your body, so as not to withdraw from me, but still able to take my cock in your mouth, I felt your jets of hot jism invade my rectum, as my own gushed from my cock into your warm mouth.
Lying back on the bed, curled up against each other, a feeling of great satisfaction emanated from you, as it did from me to you.
I was in love, and I knew that I was loved.
-- Patrick