Our Love Story

The Dream

It's a late evening. It's just you and me, feeling the connection that simmers from our gazes. From head to toe, I study you carefully, not missing a single part of you. Your eyes and your gaze have seduced me. My dream is coming true—you're in my arms, and my lips are kissing yours, tenderly and passionately. Raising my eyes to your captivating ones, biting my lower lip, I reach out to you, kiss you, and then slowly move down your neck, touched by my lips, leaving you in pure and intense pleasure... ah... the pure addiction of your body, given by the feelings that have taken over our minds, loving every gesture and movement driven by the sensation of extremity and pleasure.

Your delicate hands on my skin ignite the flame even more. I feel your breath, everything becomes more intense. I stretch out, feeling your rapid heartbeat, continuing to kiss you, to bite you, but much slower and more enticing, I start to leave marks all over you. I slowly lean towards your ear and whisper that you are only mine, that I love you immensely, and that I'm glad I have you. I gently move my hand toward your bra, undo it, and ah, I feel you, skin on skin.

Your hands in my hair make the spark fly. Your body, enveloped by my tragically burning love, is surrendered to me, and I dominate you just as you do with me. You are only mine, and I am only yours. Kissing your entire body is not enough to satisfy my cravings for you, I lose control and want more, I reach for more. I make you moan with pleasure, scream, say you can't take it anymore, that it feels too good. I realize I'm exhausting you, but the pleasure with the loved and right person is terrifyingly tempting.

In the end, you fall asleep in my arms and wake up pleasantly impressed by what has been.

The phone rings, jolting me from my thoughts. "Mmm... what the... yeah?" I mumble, groggy and confused.

"Hey, Asher, it's Cole," comes the familiar voice on the other end. "I was thinking we should throw a party now that summer has started. What do you think?"

I let out a tired sigh and respond, "And I'm guessing you want me to host it, right?"

"Of course," Cole replies enthusiastically. "Your place is the best."

"Alright then," I say, trying to sound more awake. "I'll get the house ready. You're lucky my parents are away. See you tonight, bye."

"Bye, buddy," Cole hangs up.

I get out of bed and head downstairs to the living room, where I run into my sister, Cassy. Being twins, we're practically in sync. I mention that Cole called about throwing a party, and she nods approvingly with a hint of irony. "I knew."

"I've already arranged for some help to set things up," she adds. "They'll leave once they're done."

"Great," I say, feeling a surge of appreciation. "That's why you're my sister and I love you so much." I give her a brotherly kiss on the head.

"I know," Cassy replies with a knowing smile. "And as much as I love you, I really wish you wouldn't be alone so often... Seriously, you should find someone because I know you want to."

"Andddd... yeah, I'm not starting that topic," I respond, trying to avoid the conversation.

A few hours have passed, evening has arrived, and it's time for everyone to come and enjoy ourselves the way we know best.

The music is playing, people are dancing, drinking, and having a great time. I'm chatting with the closest people in the group, and my eyes notice a girl in the other room whom I don't know at all. I ask about her. Megan and her girlfriend Anna tell me that she's a friend of theirs and they thought they'd invite her. I decide to go and introduce myself. I approach her after having assessed her from head to toe. I introduce myself to her as Asher, the host of the party, give her a polite kiss on both cheeks, and we continue to talk and get to know each other much better.