As old as we were, it seemed great to joke around like two big kids. Gay sex He lowered his eyes, the lashes batting in slow motion, and touched a hand to his thick beard. The first time I saw you,” he said, looking at his hands, “I felt it—a need, a longing, a—”I couldn’t resist. I chanted with each downward stroke, circled about, and started again. His nice sunny smile, I thought, goes well with his deep tan. “No, that’s not what I mean.” I continued to rub his chest but looked away to find the words.“Completion,” he said and lifted my eyes to his.My smile widened; thoughts flooded my mind. My body had melted to reveal my flamed soul. What he didn’t say with his words, he said with his eyes. His tone communicated that I only wanted to keep them safe. Except, this chaos approached from due west.However, the heavy rain and blast of wind, for the moment, didn’t cause much concern as soon as we realized it was only a nasty Houston thunderstorm. I moved closer.It was a chant, word following word, lyrical repetition: “Love times love times love times love…”I listened to the sweet sound and began the low chant in my mind until I heard the words
