The beauty of life is that most desired and needed things come to us unannounced and charm us for long. This story is an example of a grown up boy who...is Gay but does not totally understand what a joy it is to be a Gay man and then with luck’s turn of events, he gets to bed with another young boy, who has come of the age and they both not only enjoy sex but learn and relish each other for as long as they could.This is a work of art story not for reading pleasure but also with a moral to enjoy. “This is much better,” I said innocently. “It sure is!” he replied. I could feel myself getting aroused as he looked at my tits. He reached over the table and gently touched my nipples with his finger. “That feels so good,” I whispered as he fondled my breasts. “Mmmm, I’m getting so turned on,” I told him. “Are your panties getting wet?” He asked. “You know I’m not wearing any panties,” I reminded him as I got up and moved closer to him. “Oh yeah, I forgot. Take your skirt off and show that. The entire street was deserted. He continued walking down the cracked street, the events of the prior night still a mystery. Soon the street came to a turn with a non functioning street light. Looking further down the avenue, he noticed what appeared to be a liquor store with the front doors open. Adorned with broken neon lights and ripped advertisement posters, the store offered little inspiration. It did, however, present the possibility of sustenence. Intrigued, Nick walked in. Immediately. ’ Sheila shook her head in rejection of that idea. ‘Could she come here? You have plenty of room, and I think she would be more comfortable that way.’ ‘No problem. If she gives me a call when it’s suitable, we’ll arrange it.’ God protect me from a woman who was after revenge. I should not have been surprised with Sheila’s attitude, from what she had told me Ewing treated her with disdain. I have heard so many horror stories from men and husbands who have been victim of a woman’s retribution. It.