We reached the exit door of his office and I waited for him to bring his bike which was parked in the parking lot. The night was dark as there was no moon. It was a new moon night. The breeze was blowing gently and it was almost 12:30 am, almost midnight. The new moon signified the beginning of something energetic and renewing experience for us that day. He brought his bike and pulled over where I was standing lost in my own thought. He hooted bring me back to him. I looked towards and smiled. He adjusted himself more to the front and gave me enough space to hop on. I perched on the pavilion seat and pull him towards me. My groin brushed against his cabooses and it created a sensation in our body, for both of us trembled at that time.
My hands on his hips and my head on his shoulder and chillness of the night set the exotic mood in rhythm with thick shadows of the trees falling on us and the stars popped up here and there brightening the path. The ride was very slow and the pace set. We enjoyed the ride. The silence still remained between us. There was contentment in this closeness and the proximity of each other was soothing. It made us forget who we were or where we were, it was just an oblivious bliss of together filled with passion and lust borne out of love for each other.
He was 25 and I was 21. At the prime of our youth, the new moon brought ecstasy and joy within us. Finally, we reached his house. I got down from the bike rather unwillingly and soon he rode to the basement to park his bike. I waited for him at the entrance of the building. He came and looked rather fidgety since he was pulling his shirt umpteen number of times to cover the stain of his cum in front of his pants. I smirked at him for his attempt to hide his embarrassment which was screaming its presence in midst of concealing it poorly. We were alone there. The watchman was snoring on the bench happily. I held his wrist and walked him towards the elevator. His flat was on fifth floor. I punch on the button and leaned against the wall staring him from head to toe. He stood opposite me and cast his head down since he was flustered with the current situation he was in. The elevator glided down smoothly and the doors slid open. We entered the elevator and the doors pulled towards each other closing with a ding.
we were alone and he moved far away from me. I inched closer and he stepped back. Finally finding no more place to move, he turned towards the wall and gave me the wonderful view of his cabooses. I grabbed his caboose and gave a little squeeze. My touch startled him and the pumping sent a kind of electric shock in his body. He moaned my name and suddenly turned towards me and hugged me. I thought he was aroused beyond measure and that night would be one of the best fucking nights in the history of our intimacy together for a long time to come or would it ever come.
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Break Up
FanfictionHe never thought his boyfriend, lover and husband would break up with him just because he was dying , a very painful death. But I won't let him die. Credits- Bittersweet and internet.