We meet Again

f**k ME

It's been so long, I've had s*x.

I sighed once again, as I stared at him. He's pretty good and most likely handsome too.

Is this a good or a bad idea? Won't this be risky, I mean we both work at the same place and I want to get laid so badly.

"What are you thinking about, if you are worried about me telling on you. Rest assured, I won't do that to you and..."

"What are you going to gain from this, Miguel.' I inquired. OK, I'm a bit nervous and I haven't had s*x for such a long time and doing it with some random guy kind of seem off, you get what I mean. I don't do all this stuff. But, he's not a random guy and he is someone I know at work and I seemed surprised when I found out he was bisexual. People do come out of their shells nowadays and that happens when they see someone like them. I admit, he is handsome and all, but this is so tempting.

"Nothing. We are just going to have s*x and if you are worried, I wouldn't be so good in bed, think again.' He said and got close to me, and kissed me on my cheek. "We are still standing in front of the club Ocean, why don't we take this somewhere else,' I looked at his eyes and kissed him and then, I began going rough with him. I don't know what came over me, it's been so f*****g long, I've felt so good. So long, I kept kissing him, shoving my tongue deep inside his mouth and sucking it, over and over again. We both moaned, his hand went to my hair and gripped it a little, I kept sucking his tongue and then, I went to his lower lip and sucked it. His lips were so hot and sweet, I've never felt anything like it. I moaned a little loud when I noticed his hand on my crotch and squeezed it. I was getting so aroused, every second, every minute and my crotch was getting hard and I felt like releasing at that moment. Then, he pulled away from me, breathing so fast as well and when he looked at me, I knew he wanted me, his eyes were so full of lust. Why do I get the feeling, I'm going to be so banged tonight and I knew that was going to happen. By the way, he was staring at me, like he wanted to devour me or something, and that turned me on. I like being looked at that way, it's intriguing and exciting.

"You are f*****g hot,' he said and stretched out his hand. "Follow me and let me make your night, the best thing ever,' I stretched my hand as well and held his hand and we both lodged a cheap hotel for gays. I guess he didn't want anyone seeing or noticing us. He paid for the room, and immediately, we got inside the room, he locked the door and pushed me against the wall, taking off his black coat as we kept kissing, moaning out loudly and biting each other. I yanked off my clothes as well as he stroked my crotch. He was so hot. His body looked so toned and thick. like he's been working out at the Gym, probably working out at home. He has six-packs and his legs looked shaped like he had calves. He bent down and took my crotch on his mouth and sucked the tip for a while and slid it deep into his mouth.

"f**k! I've never felt anything like it and I grabbed his hair, and he kept going slower and slower. That was so good and my body was so filled with ecstasy. His mouth was so warm and tightened around my crotch and then, he began to get faster and faster and faster, I couldn't hold it in anymore and poured out my sweet release in his mouth and pulled out and spat out my c*m onto the floor.

"How was that,' he asked.

"That was great,'' I said and he got up and carried me over to the bed and gently laid me down on the bed.

"What do you want from me,' he asked and started licking my neck, as I moaned and shivered. I never knew or thought I was going to sleep with someone else again, apart from Ethan.

I wonder how he is now. How tall is he now, did he grow out his hair? What is he doing right now, did he overcome his sadness? It's been years now and he must have gotten more handsome than the last time I saw him. Maybe, he is somewhere in a different country, f*****g anyone that agrees to get in bed with him. Could he be married and probably have kids by now. f**k! That will be so messed up, or has he fallen in love with someone else and they got along so well. Did he even remember me, I don't think so. He probably doesn't even remember my name or what happened between us. He must have found someone else and moved on.

Then, why am I still thinking about him, after all these years? Why can't I forget about him and move on? He's always in my heart and I still can't forget his face, how he shows his bright and white teeth when he smiles. His perfume smells so good and he looks so sexy when he kissed me and we both had s*x all day, even till the next morning. He was so nice to me and we talked a lot that day, that time was running out so fast and how he liked my eyes and all. I still couldn't forget about all that, it was like, it happened just yesterday. He probably forgot about me, it's been years now, who won't do that.

How would it have been, had he stayed longer with me and not taunted me? Maybe, if we had stayed a little longer together, I don't think I would be missing him this much or probably I might miss him more.

"f**k me.' I moaned. "Go harder and bang me the way you want Miguel. I don't care, I just want you to be rough with me and do whatever you want to a slut like me,' I moaned and lolled my head back and he went towards my n****e, spat on it and licked it. It felt amazing, how did he know that, I liked my n****e sucked.

Are all gays n*****s that sensitive? I raised my hand and went to his n****e and twisted it.

He gave out a soft moan and kept sucking my n****e.