He didn't say a word i decided to finish my work out. Once i finished i decided to get ready for the steam room so i did. Once i got inside it was lat... so i was there alone i decided to lie down after about 3 min i heard someone come inside the steam room i couldn't be bothered to check who it was. But then heard someone said i prayed you be here i looked up And noticed it was him my heart started to beat fast Why is that i said. Because i had to see you again. He sat next to me i couldn't. ‘I’m not east of the Mississippi, I’m here with you, aren’t I? Now, c’mere Silly Boy and fuck me’ It always felt strange to me…that initial penetration. I had been here many, many times before…it was familiar territory. And yet, each time we had sex it seemed like the very first time we’d done the ‘nasty’ five years before. I didn’t need to fantasize about a pretty woman I’d seen or a famous celebrity while we were fucking because She was the fantasy. In a way it was like 10 X 10 =100. I found. ”“Well, you’d better Matt. Or I’ll find that unmarked hole, dig you up and bring you home myself. On that note, you want waffles or pancakes?”“Pancakes, please. Eggs, hash browns and, if you’ve got it, that thick-cut hickory-smoked bacon. Plus, coffee and OJ. Today is going to be a busy one.”The rest of the day was spent unpacking and repacking the stuff that had been delivered. Along about dinnertime, UPS showed up with another load, which caused another round of repacking. Of course, I took. Steven had digital cable, and there was a large selection. In the end, we decided that each of us would pick one movie, and the other wouldn’t know what we picked. We both made our choices, and wrote them down. We decided that the movie I chose would go first. I chose an adventure/horror flick, something with car chases, explosions, psychological thrills, but a happy ending and a minor romance. As we watched, we were both enthusiastically rooting for the good guys, and in the scary parts, I.