He was in one of his moods.
He called me over.
Hey gay boy.
He requested but more demanded.
My assistance in providing him pleasure.
I was happy to join his cause.
Like the many times before.
As his roommate, it is what I do.
Our dirty little secret.
Without any kissing.
I approach my position.
He says.
Hey gay boy kiss me please.
I look with schock and admasement.
He actually seems to be somewhat serious.
I climb up his trunk.
Enjoying the view.
Up close and personal.
My knees straddle his waist.
As I approach his face.
What did you say? I asked
I want a gay boy kiss.
Like your in love with me.
Make it your best.
I get a tear in my eye.
I comply with okay, sure.
I know for a fact that I can do this.
Something worked.
Ten minutes later we were making love.
Two hours later he came out as gay.
After stating I fell in love with you.
Because you loved me first.
More than anyone before.
He goes on.
I will never find a better lover.
And I am so damn grateful.
You picked me of all people.
To love me so completely.
The way I treated you.
I am all yours.
For better and worse.
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