Steven’s Place
Part 1 of 3
It seems like forever. The last time I saw Steven was at the July 4th celebration. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I loved being in his arms. He made me feel so safe and loved. He held me so tight, I could not breathe. When he made love to me, it was like a million fireworks were being set off. It was awesome. We were together only one night, but it was a wonderful romantic night. And when he invited me to visit when he got his own place, I was ecstatic.
He said he would call once he got settled in. I waited for the phone to ring. It was nerve racking. Day by day, I waited. Then I got his phone call telling me he missed me and that he got his own place now. I could not stop smiling. My cock went from soft to hard faster than the speed of light.
He gave me his address and asked when I could come down. I told him I would go after work on Friday, and spend the weekend. It would be late when I get there, but nothing would stop me. Steven said he would leave the door unlocked. Steven said, “Just come in and if I am asleep, wake me.”
I was so excited when Friday rolled around. I packed a bag for my visit and threw it in the car. I would leave after work. Everything at work seemed to drag, until it was finally quitting time. Traffic was slow and horrendous. Night came and I knew I would be late. I found Steven’s place and parked the car and grabbed my bag. I found his door unlocked, just as he said it would be.
I looked around and found the place empty. I went to the bedroom door and opened it. Steven was asleep. I walked to the foot of the bed and watch him sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I did not want to wake him. I decided to get undressed and ease into bed and lay next to him. I quietly got undressed. My cock was hard and ready for action but it would have to wait.
I climbed into bed. Steven’s back was towards me. I place my arm around Steven. It felt good to hold him. I took a deep breath and inhaled his aroma. My cock was extremely hard, but I was determined to not wake him. I pulled the sheet up over us. Steven shifted in his sleep and grabbed my arm and pulled it tightly towards his chest. I placed my hand against his muscular chest. I could feel his heart slowly beating.
The rhythm of his breathing lulled me to sleep.
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