I needed to get out of the small loft that I and Nikolas shared.

When I walked outside Adam was waiting for me. He had this cool tricked out Dodge Nitro. I got in and we drove off to his apartment.

It feels garret to be with Adam. There it was something only guys know the feel of sex in the air.

We were on his couth when he kissed me it took me no time to kiss him back.

My hand on his crotch feels nice “he told me.”

All at once I just wanted it all, his cock in my mouth. A guy knows where he wants it you know.

I didn’t feel it when we both fell to the floor and he was pushing my jeans down. Adam pulled out my cock; he began to suck it all the way down to my pubes it sent suck waves down my back. He knew what he was doing. He mouthed my dick. I felt so warm and cuddly all over. Something men really can’t , and get enough of and he was a good cocksucker, skilled, attentive… his tongue- hitting all the nerves in my tool, the veins under the shaft and the warm ridge of the head, then him kissing and licking my balls. Sometimes sex was the only thing, words were harder then sex. He hesitated. I knew I had caught him in a lie, but –heavy. It was uncontrollable sex. So why fight it?

I pulled his jeans down and white undershorts down hard to do since was behind the wheel and he let me. He got up slightly and I squeezed in under his, bare ass and I started to suck, his balls, getting his smell in my lungs, until there was nothing left of me but that smell and his balls, soft and furry with black hairs slick from his sweat and the slat left over from early-morning piss stains. I squeezed around more and licked the whole fat length of his dick. It was in Williamsburg, not too far from the bridge.

If I wanted to, I could not have found it; the streets twisted and turned and a dark narrow back street, all garbage cans, cobblestone, feral cats; filled (ally).

We got to the black elephant sized industrial doors the door flew open and two men stood at the door, I saw two large Mack trucks.

“Come on Jack.”

A phalanx hot young man in big baggy pants mostly white kids like me try to be cool.

It was too serious for me; I thought he nodded at us.

Some nice tricked out cars came off big rig. Adam smiled at me and said, “This is the car you will drive.”

“They’re my brothers.”I nodded my head, but still wondered what he meant.

“Adam this car is so sweet!” I told him and he gave the okay to take the out for test drive. “You know just around the block okay.” The Mustang Cobra was black.

Driving that car that car was spiritual.

“So?” Adam said smiling. “You came back!”

“Yes I said” sweet car, he let me in.

“It nice." Dean was a big deal he had made a lot of friends in the gain.

I looked up at Adam’s face now sleeping soundly next to me, he was turned towards me. He was cute, he seemed at such peace. The way that sun light hit his face he looked so hot.

I was eating, I thought about the first time I had seen him. I sat next to him at the table and my hand went over to his crotch and he smiled slyly at me, with that funny—detached, but very hot way he had.

He did this even though he was actually. He gave my hand a little squeezed then under the table cloth unzipped his jeans and stuck my hand inside. I found his cock, and began playing with it. He smiled at me, and continued talking.

His fist shoots out and hit the rear view mirror of the car.

“Geez Adam you cut, your hand look at your fist are you okay?”

He turned to me and he looked like he was going to cry. It hit me like that I had to hold him. You know try to make the hurt go away.

Adam is my boyfriend he’s sexy. I did want him to feel bad anymore. I don’t know what happened to make him feel this way. The word just fell out of him suddenly he started crying for real, as if a huge emotional force had been set free.

It was uncontrollable, natural, and beautiful; like peter his beautiful sweet schlong a New York word for dick: He was real, pure he had a hard on that comes from closeness when you share all with someone.