Book 1. Finding A Way.

Take my body

Munich 21h38, May 17.

-Here we are darling! So what do you think of my flat, asked Freddie smiling.

-Wow! It is more spacious than I thought!

The Irishman put down his coat and his overnight bag and took a quick look around the house, then suddently without warning he found himself pushed against the living room wall and two pairs of lips captured his own.

-Mmmf...! Mmhf!

Jim was the victime of passionate kiss rain that cut his breath. He tapped the singer several time on the shoulder hoping he would release him, luckily he got what he wanted.

-Hey what does it mean, he was completely confused.

-I can't longer hold back Jim, gasped Freddie impatient. I want you.

-N...now?

-I wanted you from the first day, admitted his boyfriend. But I held back all this time because I knew you weren't ready.

Jim swallowed nervously and felt his heart speed up. Freddie's eyes glistened with an intense flame that left him speechless, he had a glimpse of his sex mood but he wasn't afraid. He too wanted the rockstar and the fact he offered him reassured him in a way.

-Freddie I really want to do it...but I'm not what you might call experienced, he said shooking his head.

-It doesn't matter my dear; I just want you to be comfortable with me and have fun.

-Ok but...this wall is not really the ideal place, quipped his lover.

-Yeah you're right, giggled the singer. Come with me.

He took him by the hand and let him to the bedroom. Freddie turned on the lamp and the light revealed a massive bed which stressed Jim a little.

-Relaxe darling, he reassured him cupping his face. I'm not going to force you to do something you don't wanna.

-I trust you Freddie; it just make me a little sudden, whispered the Irishman.

The rockstar gave him a tendre look and kissed him gently on his forehead.

-One step at a time Jim.

They both undressed at the same rhythm to stay on the same level of equality. Naked, the Irishman felt as vulnerable as a newborn but as soon as his boyfriend took off his last garment he opened wide eyes in amazement.

-What is that look, chuckled Freddie as he tried to hold back.

-Jesus, dropped Jim. I never noticed you were so thin!

-For that you can thank my mother, she did a great job!

The singer saw his lover smile nervously, he took a moment to admire this powerful body that excited him so much. When he looked down at his crotch he licked his lips: damn imposing! It promised to be more than pleasant.

-What are you looking at, asked Jim a bit worried.

-You my dear, said Freddie simply. You.

The older man stuck to him and they slowly began to caress each other, Freddie was the more advanturous of the two. He stroked him tenderly from his firm torso to the hollow of the kidneys while Jim preferred to stay at the top of the back. Sweet kisses come to mix with their embracing then the Irishman quickly ventured into Freddie's neck.

-Jim...oh my god, he moaned raising his head.

The singer closed his eyes while his lover kissed the right side of his neck, it was so soft and so exciting.