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I opened my eyes and looked at Trent. This was not one of my dreams. This was
not my imagination. This was as real as it could be. I was standing there, his
arms around me and my arms wrapped around him. I smiled.
- “…wow…” Was all Trent managed to say. Faint blush filled my cheeks and he
raised his hand and stroked it. I closed my eyes because his touch was
wonderful. He stroked my cheek with full palm and I enjoyed it. His touch was
something I was craving for weeks. And here I was, smile across my face and I
kissed him once again. He replied by kissing back and sliding his fingers
through my hair.
- “I love you Trent. I’ve been having crush on you since-” I started but now, it
was his time to interrupt me. “A payback” he later chuckled and said to me. I
didn’t object because it seemed I couldn’t get enough of those beautiful juicy
red lips of his. I eagerly replied to his kiss.
But “everything good ends for a time”, they say. So did this time. I glanced at
his watch and noticed it was my time to leave – I had to catch a bus back to my
part of city. I had to face my parents and their one hundred questions about me.
I still was little angry on Trent’s father but Just having Trent holding me in
his arms I just couldn’t stay angry. I was rather melting because of Trent.
- “Damn… Trent, I have to go…” I whispered. I turned away; ready to leave for
the bus stop but Trent caught my hand. I looked back. He came close to me and
wrapped his arms around me again. I wanted to stay, so bad but I wanted to get
rid of my parents also, so they returned back to their life and stop messing in
mine.
- “I will give you a ride.” He said to me. If that meant some extra minutes
being around Trent, I was up for it. So, instead of going to bus stop we walked
back to hospital parking lot where his car was parked. On the way, we talked
more.
- “Umm, Trent? How old are you exactly?” I asked, embarrassed. I really wanted
to know because I was up for making a move. We had kissed already and that meant
to me a lot. He chuckled and reached out for my hand. I put my palm into his and
all the way to parking lot we were holding hands.
- “I am 21, and how about you?” He said. I nodded as in my head I cheered I had
almost guessed his age that evening. I’d rather forget that evening but I didn’t
want to forget his voice. It was part of that horrible evening and was my hook I
was clinging to and hoped I wouldn’t die. Hoped I’d hear him once again.
- “I am 20 but soon turning 21.” I replied. This “soon” was week after, Friday
if to be exact. My birthdays weren’t anything special, at least for me. Each
year, my parents tried to make stupid surprise but I didn’t care. I usually
hanged out with my friends for whole day.
- “How soon is “soon”?” He asked to me. I smiled. I looked at him and tried to
read his face. I couldn’t tell anything but I had the feeling he was planning
something.
- “Next Friday.” I replied and gave him light kiss on his cheek. He lightly
blushed, looked at me and smiled.
- “Hmm…” He theatrically said. I felt he already somehow KNEW when my birthday
was. I had no idea how he would know but there I was, walking right next to him
and had some weird thoughts in my head about him talking to my parents already
or what not else. Had he possibly met my parents? Had they come to hospital and
he had been talking to them? Or maybe had he talking with them over phone when
they would call to hospital and check on me?
My parents didn’t know I was gay nor I even planned tell them that. We lived
separately, states between us but sometimes they managed to fly over and just
barge in. I hated that but I couldn’t do anything about it. They never listened
to my protests about me being busy and all.
- “Nonsense! We won’t be a trouble at all!” They said. But they were. Oh, how
MUCH trouble they were right now, when everything seemed to finally come right
in my life. I wanted Trent over to my place already tonight but I couldn’t. I
sighed.
- “What’s wrong?” Trent studied my face, thinking he might have done something
wrong. I closed in the distance between us until I made us stop, almost at the
parking lot. I leaned in and kissed him again. I wanted this to last forever. I
wanted him and only him alone by my side, no one else.
- “My parents. They are ruining everything right now.” I said.
Moments later, we were sitting in Trent’s BMW his parents had given to him for
his 20th birthday. I was not much into cars but I wanted one so bad but I still
had to do some saving up, only with the part-time job I had while I went to
college it was not possible. I needed more, a lot more. Time jut flew when Trent
drove me to my place. I was sitting right next to him in front, just looking at
him, not able to take my eyes of him. Next moment I knew we had pulled in front
of my place. My mood sank already because that meant I had to say my byes to
Trent for now. I wanted to spend more time with him and I even hadn’t managed to
ask him.
Right before I stepped out the car, I hesitated. I looked back at Trent. He
smiled at me.
- “Is something wrong?” He asked me again. I looked in his blue eyes and
gathered all my courage. “Now or never” My head told to me.
- “Trent, will you… will you go out with me?” I asked. He opened his mouth
wanting to say something but then closed. It took time for him to answer and
those brief seconds seemed like ages to me and my heart which fluttered in my
chest and was ready to jump out my chest as soon as it got the chance.
He leaned closer to me and took my face in his warm hands. I thought my heart is
going to blow up from the rate it was going right now. He kissed me, slowly and
long. I knew what that meant.
- “Yes Shawn. I want that more than anything on this world.” He whispered to me.
I blushed, full-mode. He chuckled as he looked at my face.
- “You look like you are about to pass out.” He said. To tell you the truth, it
felt so. I was happy, extremely happy I was about to burst and just yell from
the triumph. After all – he had said yes – right here, right now. With one last
look upon him, I got out of his car. I was ready to face my parents more than
other times. I was ready to do anything.
I watched how he put his car in reverse, turned around and disappeared in
distance. This was beginning of something wonderful. Something he had been
wanting for a very long time but afraid to surface. Now, my fears didn’t matter
at all.
I entered my house and first thing I noticed were bags, lots of them. I groaned
loudly as I understood what this meant – my parents had arrived for longer than
few days. I shook my head in horror.
I dropped my house keys on couch and went upstairs to have shower. My parents
could not been found anywhere so I figured they had gone to shop. It was time I
took shower – a long, hot thee way I loved it. My mind returned to Trent and our
little “confessions” at the park and in car later. I closed my eyes and imagined
him naked, standing in front of my eyes. My cock got hard at that thought and I
turned horny. I started touching myself in shower, the water still running full
force and working as silencer for my moans as I jerked myself. I wanted Trent in
me so bad but I knew I had to wait. All I could do was finger myself and imagine
Trent was behind me and fucking me.
It didn’t take long for me to start feeling orgasm and I shot my load, panting,
almost slipping in my shower. I washed myself off, cleaned the shower cabin’s
doors that also had gotten my cum. I dried myself in my towel, dressed and went
downstairs. It turned I was in time – my parents had returned with full shopping
bags. “Great, mom’s cooking. How wonderful.” I sarcastically said to myself
silently. When they noticed me, questions just stared to fall out of their
mouths: “What happened?”, “Are you okay?”, “Did they catch him?” and so on. I
felt like little kid and to tell you the truth, I hated that.°
I had Trent’s number so it was not a complete disaster. My parents were still
here and for the looks how they settled in, they were going to stay at my place
for weeks. I still was free from my college as Trent’s father had advised me not
to go yet. He said stress could do something wrong and I might end in internal
bleeding. I wanted to vomit from that thought only so I better listened to him.
Of course, I kept in touch with my friends to find out about exams, course work
and homework I had to hand in if I wanted to pass my classes. So, to pass my
time, I did it all, slowly, doing some literature reading myself and asking my
friends to send over the e-mail all the important lectures for me.
My birthday got closer and closer. Whenever I asked about it, he just ignored my
question and changed the subject. I couldn’t meet him for that week – apart from
me, he was not freed from college and he had to attend all classes, so I just
pretty much waited for the evening when we texted each other or called. I was
melting each time I heard voice of his. I didn’t want to lose it. I wanted it to
be meant for my ears to listen, forever.
At Friday, I wanted to stay home but I couldn’t. I had to go to the store to
grab some groceries for tomorrow’s little gathering. Parents were busy with
preparing for tomorrow already so they sent me off. On my way, I happen to had
to go through another alley. I was scared of that because ever since the attack,
I evaded alleys as much as I could. I really had to hurry so this time I made
exception. I regretted.
- “Well, well, well…” I heard voice behind me. I gasped. I recognized that voice
from my nightmares at hospital. I recognized same voice form that cursed evening
I decided to join my friends and watch some movie. That night returned and my
head was spinning. It was spinning so bad I thought I was going to throw up for
the man’s satisfaction right there, at that moment. But I stood there,
paralyzed.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn’t reach for it thought I really wished it
was Trent there, calling me. I wished he would never stop calling me but after
moments, it stopped buzzing and did not even start to buzz again. I gulped.
- “Turn around you fucking asshole.” Voice snarled at me. I obeyed and there I
was, finding a gun aimed at me for the second time in my entire life. And second
time in my entire life by the same man. This was answer to my thoughts whether
he got caught or not by the cops. At this moment, I wished Trent had broken this
fucking bastard’s neck. Here I was facing my enemy for second time and this
time, Trent was nowhere near to me.
- “This time you won’t escape from me. You are going to die.” He said and gave
out maniacal laugh. I closed my eyes. I stood there, with my eyes closed and
thought about Trent. I thought about his smile, his beautiful blue eyes and his
voice I adored the most. I waited for something to pierce me for the second time
but I didn’t hear anything. I was past the reality and had somehow locked out
it.
I was in my own world, with Trent, looking at each other, smiling
and holding our hands. At that instant I wanted to feel Trent’s lips on mine. I
wanted him so bad.
I stood there, waiting for my end. Time had stopped in my head and each second
still alive tortured me. I knew this was the end.
- “Open your eyes. I want to see your fears.” Maniac with gun in his hand said.
I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay with Trent till everything is
over. I wanted to stay with my Trent, holding me and protecting me, shielding in
my mind from this fucking bastard. I was safe in my mind, with Trent by my side.
I waited.
But yet, I heard nothing. Not even one sound reached my ears.
Then suddenly there they came – gunshots. I already saw myself in my head
falling down, hitting the concrete and dead. I was numb; I didn’t feel anything
at all. I could imagine myself in holes by that fucking bastard’s gun. But yet,
something was odd. Something was wrong – I couldn’t feel any pain. I couldn’t
feel anything piercing me. Only…
There was warmth. I could feel warmth all around me, or if to be more exact,
warmth on my front side. There was warmth on my back side in one place only;
somewhere middle of my back. I thought I was bleeding and blood is flowing down
my body. But then I heard something, very far, distant and silent.
- “It’s okay… Shhh… Baby, it’s okay, you are safe now. ” Voice said. It was
Trent’s voice but I thought it just was part of my imagination, since I wanted
to hear those kind of words now. “I must be dead. I can’t find any other
explanation.” I thought to myself.
- “Please, baby, you can open your eyes, it’s over. Everything is over.” Voice
was soothing, calming. I couldn’t believe – could I open my eyes?
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