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July 1996

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The young man opened his eyes, blinked few times and looked around. He was in a big space, white smokey room and he was alone. The man looked down to himself, he was wearing a dress! A white dress! A wedding gown?!!

Where’s this?

He took few steps forward, trying to find out what was happening. This had to be a dream! He thought. Suddenly his eyes lit up. The young man stopped and focused on his hearing. He heard something…just a second ago. It sounded like a moan…wait. He focused, closing his eyes.

Mn…

Yeah! That voice…but who was it? Bravely, he walked towards where it came from, and walking through the thick smoke didn’t scare him a bit. The long gown swept the clean white tiles quietly as he did so. He knew it was only a dream anyway…he would wake up and would find himself on the bed in his room. So whatever happened here, in this weird dream…good or bad, wouldn’t affect his life.

Would it?

Mn…

The young person gulped. He saw an outline of another person, sitting down. He narrowed his eyes since it was blur; no! the person was lying his head on a table! He looked like as if he was drown in slumber land.

Who’s that?

He called out. No reply. It was just a dead silence. He had expected it though. But then he tried again, once twice…but there was still no reply. Getting a bit impatient and curious, he walked closer approaching the other person, lifting his gown slightly.

Hey! I know you! he exclaimed as soon as he saw the face. That familiar face…annoyingly familiar face. Suddenly he stepped backwards, as the other person moved his head. He blinked, and opened his eyes fully. The young man swept his eyes on the other man. A man…wearing tuxedo, looking really neat and elegant.

What’s this about? He thought. Here I am, wearing a gown and there he is, standing like my groom. What am I? His bride?

Hey…love…The other man spoke, softly but his voice seemed so sexy…husky…and deep.

Childish!

The young man turned away, not wanting to see that irritable person. Suddenly he felt a strong arm grabbed his wrist. He gasped and fell on the strong chest. He looked up, seeing the other’s face. And noticed how full and sensual those lips were…and how strong the jaw line was… and how deep those eyes were, sucking him into the darkness of a world he had never been.

I’ll make you my love…

Then they kissed. He resisted a little before succumbed to that sexy being. Then he responded, kissing back passionately. A beautiful kiss that suddenly a bed appeared and they were just lying there.

You are mine…came a whisper.

No…he tried to move away, but failed.

Hai…the other man spoke tenderly near his ear, purring. He blushed, shaking his head. Even if this was a dream, which it was…he didn’t want to be his! There was no way! He blushed deeply, squirming under the strong muscled body with eyes squeezed shut. His hands clenched in fists hitting the chest faintly as he felt all his power being suck away…

But then the young man moaned as smooth palms trace light patterns on his chest. And how come he was suddenly naked? Where had the gown gone? Wasn’t he wearing a wedding gown? And wasn’t the other man wearing suit? Why was he naked too?

It was a dream…a dream anyway…so let it be a dream of his fantasy then…He arched his back, moaned and responded at every touch, every kiss and lick. Then he felt something moist and warm enveloped his growing sex.

Ah…he moaned, closing his eyes before a smack of pure pleasure landed on his face. The young man panted, heavily and opened his eyes. The other was lying on top of him. Smiling…

Like that?

He blushed and turned away. But then the other held his chin and pulled him close to his sexy lips.

Want more?

They kissed again, a more lusty kiss which the other’s tongue flicked his teasingly sending sparkles to his body. He didn’t even know why…his naked body moved wanting to be closer to that man. He felt his lower region wet, and sticky. Warm…and somehow the other knew what he was thinking.

Want more? He asked again.

This time the young man nodded, bravely.

He screamed as something entered him, be inside him and tore him there. He panted lightly; sobbing and whimpering. The other hushed him, telling him to quiet down. A hush never sounded so soothing so enthralling before. Then he felt him moving slowly on top, thrust in slowly. It was painful…so painful that he began to cry. He opened his eyes and the other man licked his rolling tears away. The young man felt how his tears rolled down his smooth cheeks and how a moist object rubbed them. And the feeling was just too beautiful…

Don’t cry…this is pleasure…

He held his smaller hands

Close your eyes…and relax…

He did so, and slowly, gradually the pain swirled with something else…

Pleasure

The thrust went on deeper and slightly faster. This young man moaned, arching his back and moved rhythmically with the thrust, which had gone faster…and faster.

Ah…! More…please…he screamed. His head spun around…with blurry images looked like stars and something else and…what’s that feeling? Like…something was coming out of his body…something that made him gasped and panted and curved his body. It was coming…coming out…and it was right there…down there…

He bit his lip feeling hot liquid inside there and on his stomach and chest.

Mn…that was such a nice feeling, he thought and unconsciously painted a beautiful smile on his lips. He sighed…he wanted that…what was it? The stars in his mind were clear now and the pain had gone. Guess that thing had gone out my body, he thought again. His body felt so light now…

The other pulled out, and kissed him tenderly on his cheek.

You’re mine now…forever…

The young man opened his eyes and stared at the other in wonder, the way he never thought he would.

I’m yours…hai…I’m yours…

He smiled in amazement muttering what came form his heart, which told him to meekly obey the other.

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