Tag: gay romance
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dailypleaselikeme: Nailed it. “…Does that mean I still have to get out of bed? Things are pretty ace right now.”“Mn. Eventually. But it doesn’t matter where we are, I will still love you. Close by, or from a distance, across the table, or cuddled up to you in bed – I will still be loving…
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I had had sex before – one night stands, club hook-ups, Grindr rendezvous in new cities – but I had never let anyone make love to me, because I did not trust of those men with my love. I often thought perhaps I should be a bit embarrassed how much I liked the cheesiness, the…
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mytintinposts: Mytintinposts Maybe too queer, but still hot “Jordy, it’s not too queer.”“It is. I mean…we have both our hands over my penis.”“…Jordy that was your idea.”“I don’t know what I was thinking! I guess I just, like, let all my gayness cloud my judgement.”“Jordy, honey have you eaten?”“What?” he blinks.“You’re getting manic, have you…
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There’s a photo I keep folded in my wallet. When smartphones became a thing, I slid it between my phone and the case. It goes everywhere with me, a treasure thing. That print is a copy though, as is the 8 x 10 facsimile on the mantel in my parents’ living room. I keep the…
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We nuzzle, intoxicated by the warmth of eachother’s cheeks. We kiss. We’re on a public street, a little sidewalk cafe, but it feels like we’re the only ones in Paris, like the world revolves around us. My fingers are so intertwined with his own that I cannot even pull my hand away to pick up…
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bzork: But it’s such a nice day! You just mean it’s sunny. Remember when there was that thunderstorm and you stayed in bed with us all day? That was a nice day. Exactly! So I’ll save you for a rainy day! All of us? But we are so many! Anyway, why get hot and tired…
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“Mmmnn!…mmnnnff you taste nice. You taste like wine and chocolate.”“You just taste like you.”“Oh the shirt’s coming off. I like. I love your body babe,” I murmur, exploring his torso with splayed hands. “So fucking sexy. Makes me horny.”“I love that you think I’m sexy,” he says in a low, sensual voice. “You know what…
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Greg had been listening to his boyfriend’s heartbeat for the last forty minutes. It was so soothing to be so comfortable, so warm and snug on a chilly spring night. Yet, he couldn’t fall asleep. Normally he was out like a light – wasn’t there something he’d forgotten to do? It nagged at him. Jesse…
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Having a deaf boyfriend can be frustrating sometimes. I was attracted to him when I saw him reading in the park, but it was difficult to get his attention without verbal cues. I had to ask him out using a pen and paper. There are small adjustments too – like you forget he can’t read…