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The birthday always brings surprises, the new year is starting for you and it means you are entering the new door of your life, what can it offer to two lonely men? Read and enjoy!

Midnight. The guests have all left. The candles are at the bedside table. They light by turns the table with almost empty bottle of fizz, the bed, and the scarlet roses soaring in the dark-green cloud of leafs.

He sits next to me on the bed and sips champagne. His eyes are half closed with the long eyelashes. Both of us know pretty well what is going to happen tonight. This night must be the main present for my birthday. I’m 25. That means that I’ve lived the first quarter of a century. But quite boring quarter, I should say.

This night is to put the end to his carefree life. In his 18 he passed two or three dozens of perverted girls commixed with booz. But the worse is to follow! Misunderstanding, bewilderment, contempt of the relatives, friends, colleges and so on. Do we have enough courage to go through it? I asked this question to myself the whole life and now I know the answer. But if he does???
I put my hand on his shoulder and feel his strong muscles. Aaron puts his glass on the table and closes his eyes as if he tries to cut himself off this night, this room and me. My fingers slowly run along his shoulder, slightly touch the neck, chin. Aaron slowly sinks to the soft pillows. I admire his features through the candle-lit for several minutes. I feast my eye upon his perfect body dressed in the light shirt and jeans. My hand plays with his hair and the other hand meanwhile is lying on his chest feeling the strokes of the heart. I’ve loved this man for a long time. Finally my lips slightly touch his forehead and I can’t believe it’s happening with me. I slowly cover his face with kisses trying not to miss an inch. His skin is so soft and velvety. Eyebrows. Temples. Cheekbones. Chin. I stilled for a moment as if I were a tiger ready to leap forward. And finally I sink into the tenderness of his lips. I feel their trepidation, their ardor. My tongue slowly penetrates through his snow-white teeth right into his mouth. I tenderly touch his tongue by mine. I’ve been waiting for this kiss for so long. And now it seems so wonderful, so sweet. I’m dying to kiss him non stop.

Poor Aaron, he just can’t open his eyes. He can’t believe that it’s happening with him. His hands lie on the bed motionless. And only furious leap ups of his heart and cogged-wheel breathing indicate that he is not sleeping. My hand carefully unbuttons his shirt, baring his strong youthful breast. The fingertips quickly run along his body. I feel his hard nipples, muscular belly and thin hair path leading me to the unexplored places of his body. My lips touch the tender skin of his shoulder and path down. I kiss his chest, fondle the nipples. My tongue caresses his hot body. The hoarse breath escapes his lips. My hands stroke his legs, feeling every cell of the perfect body under the jeans. I start to unzip his jeans. And it sounds like a peal of thunder in the silence of the night.

- Luis!

My God! What should I answer? What to say? How can I persuade him not to stop this overflowed passion of mine?

- Yes?

Stupid and wise reply. It is so worthless to seek some other words. If he can I think he’ll find them. One minute. The second minute. It seems an eternity.

- Nothing.

Thank you, my dear boy! The Rubicon is crossed. There is no way back. His jeans and underpants are thrown to the nearest chair.

- Aaron! – I stretch my hand to him and my heart is ready to jump out of my chest. My palm is almost trembling with excitement.

He doesn’t look at me. But in silence he takes my hand. He shyly bends his legs and pulls them up to his chin. I hug my beloved, bury myself in the freshness of his hair. I kiss this charming face that is tenderly lying on my shoulder.

* * *

Light and bright sunbeams struggled through the curtain playfully. The whole room filled with sunlight. I don’t even dare to move. I’m afraid to break the unity of our embrace. Aaron is sleeping behind my back. His arm is tenderly hugging me around the waist. He doesn’t know yet that the morning is running already. This is the morning of our new life.

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One Response to “Morning of a new life”

1. Alexander^GAY Says:
   October 30th, 2007 at 10:05 am

   Hi guys! I love your site, it’s great. I used to be straight but when I turned 22 I understood that there is nothing better than gay sex. I have a boyfriend, his name is John, we make it out quite often and we often have sex together after reading the stories from your site!
   Keep up the good job!
   Cheers!

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