Truth told, Bay had a strong emotion of tenderness wrap around his heart as he watched Christopher sleep, an everlasting feeling of warmth and strong desire he had never felt in his life. Not once with any of his boyfriends. An emotion Bay realized was love for Christopher Lavre, part of the stranger’s soul now.
An hour passed in the heated sunlight. Two hours.
Eventually, Christopher opened his eyes and smiled as he stared at Bay next to him. The two men kissed, sharing morning’s bad breath, but neither cared. And then they made love again, welcoming a new day, each other’s company, and a means of togetherness, man with man, naked camaraderie.
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