Date: Tue, 25 May 2010 04:12:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: globalsass@yahoo.com
Subject: Turning Point

An extract of an email sent to my boy when he moved in, hope you enjoy as
much as he did.

By: Wharfboy

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You're standing in the doorway, with that grin on your face. i'd told you i
was here alone, so you've jogged over. your t-shirt is sticking to your
chest, your arms. your shorts are wet around the crack. you've had a
hard-on for the last mile as you put foot to pavement, feeling it swing,
your balls brushing against the cotton where you know my mouth will be
soon, worshiping your smell, your size, your fullness.

and here you are, at the door. i don't answer, so you push a little and
find it's not locked. the smell of smoke is coming from my room so you
follow it. heat to fire. im lying down, warm from the sun, from the
thoughts in my head all morning. the dreams. my white shorts are tenting at
half mast. your eyes are in mine and we know this is the start. not just of
sex. a turning point. we kiss, our mouths fit together, our taste mixes and
there's a third person there now, the one we create when we're together,
the one we've never been but which lives when we are on the same thought,
the same road, the same taste and swallow action. he is us. he is alive
with desire and ambition, of freak and reality, of truth and crushing
anxiety. we turn him between us and hold. there's no space between our skin
now as we settle on the bed, arm to arm, hand to hand, bulge to mountain.

i just have to touch your arms to get totally hard. i can feel your
strength, held back for so long, let go for me. im in love with your
strength, knowing it will empower me to serve you better. you know what i
want, so you raise your arms and let me drink your sweat. im tasting you
completely. down to your abs, your hair, im drinking in your pubes,
sniffing deeply. there's a wetness now.

taking your hand, i pull you up, we stand and stumble into the
bathroom. you know i want to mark you and need you to quench my thirst. we
stand kissing as you let it do, your warm water is spraying out onto my
dick, down my legs onto the floor. i kneel down and take you directly into
my open mouth. im kissing your cock as you finish off. pull me back up.

then we are here. ready to breed. turn around right now, i can't wait any
longer. i reach to my tongue and take lubricant for your hole. slide my
cock. then i push, between your cheeks, my knob is against your opening.
let me in. push back. if it's dirty all the better. im inside. the hot. the
closeness, the fullness. push back more, your material is over me. im
pumping in, not as slowly as i wanted to. i cant hold back because im
fucking you. push back, your rankness, push your hole open and cover my
cock. push it out onto my balls while i fuck you.

im ramming in. i can't stop. the sound of you breathing hard and grunting
is forceing my cum up to the tip. im exploding unconditionally into you. ah
take it. take it boy. fucking take it.

im exhausted. carry me into the shower and clean me. gently.

you and i man, we're different outside. and the same inside. and there's
three of us. know it's born, it's natural. we are a little spaced out, but
so suddenly correct. bite me.

sleep a little baby. we have all the time in the world.