He gave a grin that was both shy and uncertain, then asked, “Do you really think I’m cute?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, “cute and sexy.” “Wow,” he said while trying not to smile too proudly. Gay sex I’m gonna fucking shoot. I laid down, stretched out and was soon deep into reading and enjoying the lovely weather as the ambient noise of the Quarter soon faded into the background. I was so engrossed in my book that I failed to notice the darkening sky until the first raindrop hit me in the forehead followed rapidly by another. I felt him tremble and heard him sigh, his pulse racing beneath my fingertips. He looked downwards while chewing on his thumbnail, obviously weighing his next move. It was so intense that I could barely see the equestrian statue of Andrew Jackson that dominated the small, urban park. “Yeah really,” I said, “I haven’t cum that hard in ages. “Yeah, I didn’t think so,” I said and I wrapped my powerful arms around him, pulling his body close to mine as I kissed him again. It was an intensely passionate kiss, driven by my fiery erotic craving for this young man.
