I was kissing Preston.
Everything within me was ablaze with desire. The desire nullified all the other negative thoughts that had been living rent-free, in my mind. No longer did I feel like I was some pitiful man. I no longer felt like I should stop existing for the greater good of the earth and everything in it. At this very instance, where I was boldly kissing Preston, I felt important, safe but most of all, I felt wanted. He must have been surprised by my sudden act of courage. A few seconds later, I felt his lips move against mine so gently, it was like he was afraid of bruising me or hurting me and I loved every moment, every time he let his tongue tease my lips, some kind of feeling crept all over me and I wanted more He detached our lips and I greedily followed his lips only for
