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Paul and Adrian - 8. Chapter 8

“Paul, wake up. We have to go to work.”

“Hmm, good morning, lover. I love you very much.”

“I love you too. Get up before Dave comes and looks for us.”

“Showers always took longer than normal, but this morning, I don’t know what got into him. He had this goofy grin all morning and couldn’t keep his hands off me in the shower, not that I’m complaining.

“Paul, hurry up. What’s with you this morning?”

“I’m in love.”

I just started to laugh as I put my arm around his neck and pulled him to me. I whispered in his ear, “I’ll give you a kiss if you can catch me.”

He reached for me, but I was gone. He started to chase me. I let him catch me just as I was about to enter the diner. He still got his kiss as we got to work. Every time I looked at Paul, he had this goofy grin.

“That evening, as we were walking home from work, “We need to make a stop at the drugstore.”

“Why?”

“I sorted empty that tube of lubricant last night.”

Paul started to laugh, “Maybe we should buy a carton.”

We did stop and bought just one tube. Tonight Paul will ride the horse.

“While I fix dinner, maybe you can place one of the bath towels on the bed.”

“What’s for dinner?”

“Leftovers.”

“Maybe I’ll get leftovers of another kind.”

I looked at Paul. I wasn’t sure I was still a little sore back there.

Dinner doesn’t take long when its leftovers. “Let’s take a shower.”

Showers are something that we can’t do in a few minutes. Tonight I need to make sure Paul is clean.

“Paul, if you bend over, I’ll help you get clean. Then I think you should help me get clean as well.” I like to shower with Paul. Getting clean is only part of the fun.

Lying in bed, “Paul, you know I love you, and if you don’t want to do this, it’ll be ok.”

“No, Adrian, I want to feel what you felt, and I want you to feel what I felt. What I felt was a love so deep for you that this love influenced my whole day.”

“Is that why you were in such a good mood today?”

“Yep, and tomorrow you’ll understand.”

When I look at Paul, I can’t believe how much I love him. He’s my whole life. Everything I do is to make him happy. I forget my family and gain the love they didn’t give me with him in my life. I was complete with Paul, and my family couldn’t hurt me any longer.

“Paul, I love you very much. If you want to wait, that’s ok.”

“This doesn’t look like it wants to wait.”

“That little man is ready for you all the time.”

“Yep, and tomorrow you’ll understand.”

When I look at Paul, I can’t believe how much I love him. He’s my total life. Everything I do is to make him happy. With him in my life, I’ll forget my family and gain the love they didn’t give me. I was complete with Paul, and my family couldn’t hurt me any longer.

“Paul, I love you very much. If you want to wait, that’s ok.”

“This doesn’t look like it wants to wait.”

“That little man is ready for you all the time.”

“Paul waited several minutes and then began to ride my pony and ride he did. He started to breathe faster, “Adrian, I’m close.”

I started to help, and soon I could feel my balls beginning to draw up, “I’m close, Paul.”

Paul yelled, “I’m coming.”

And he was spraying all over my stomach. The contraction in his ass as he came set me off. I looked at his face. He had a silly smile as he mouthed the words, I love you.

He fell over and was lying beside me. I got up and got a wet cloth and a towel. I cleaned him up, then cleaned myself. Removing the towel from the bed, I pulled him into a cuddle. “I love you, Paul, now I’m a part of you as you’re a part of me.”

Looking into his eyes, he was very relaxed, “Awesome, Adrian. I felt as if we were truly one.”

“Paul, we are one, one in love and one in spirit.”

Sleep that night was special for me. Paul and I have now declared our love for each other in the way lovers have for centuries. I was so glad that I was a virgin, and Paul was my first and will be my last. For some reason, I felt that he shared these feelings.

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