Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 12:47:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: southernboy082003@yahoo.com
Subject: Michael the One: Chapter 4

Disclaimer: This story is truly fiction.  It involves homosexual
activity,if you are offended by this or are illegally reading this, please
leave now.  Any resemblance of these characters to actual people, living or
dead,is purely conincidental.


Soon there was a knock at the door.  They both wondered who could possibly
be coming so far out to this house far from anyone else.  Ian groggily got
up off the couch and sauntered to the door.

He opened the door, "Hi, I'm new here, I just moved in from the city and I
was just coming to meet my new neighbors."

Ian didn't care to talk to this excitable, bubbly lady.  He turned his head
and winked at Michael.  With that Michael walked over to the door, gently
kissed Ian and asked "Who's this?"

The woman gave them a quizzical look and stated "I'm your new neighbor I
was just coming to meet everyone, but I see you're a little busy"

"Just a little," replied Michael.

Michael then grabbed Ian around the waist with one hand, and with the other
shut the door in the woman's face.  They collapsed against the wall next to
the door, and they kissed. Finally, their bond was broken and they began to
laugh about their new neighbor.  The day was growing dim, and they
discovered they hadn't eaten and decided to go out.

They dressed and loaded into Michael's car and went to the nicest, most
expensive and romantic restaurant.  They were seated and began to look at
the menu, legs and hands intertwined in the other.  Ian looked up at
Michael in the dim candlelight and his heart melted, looking at this sweet,
adorable boy who he loved more than anything in the world.  He wished there
were words adequate enough to tell him of his love.  He knew he was the one
he had been longing for all his life, he knew he was the one that he wanted
to be with, he knew he was the one.

The night ended all too soon, and the ride home was filled with a sweet
silence, both boys contemplating their love for the other.  They arrived
home and proceeded to the back porch and there they sat on the deck chairs
gazing at the stars.

Ian looked over at Michael "I don't want this to ever end.  This is great,
this feeling of love, of wanting, of belonging."

"Who says it has to end?"

Right after he said that, Michael got up and joined Ian on his chair,
straddling him.  He leaned down and kissed Ian on the forehead, Ian then
placed his hands around Michael's head and whispered in his ear "I want
you."  Michael sweetly chuckled and moved his mouth to Ian's and they began
to kiss, Michael slowly pushed his tongue into Ian's mouth.  Ian stroked
Michael's hair and untucked Michael's nice white dress shirt from his khaki
pants and ran his hands under his shirt and up his chest.

After what seemed like hours, the boys broke their bond and Michael
collapsed on top of Ian and there they lay sweetly whispering to in each
other's ear, the cool night breeze caressing their now naked bodies, their
clothes in a pile on the deck, their bodies interwined.

To be continued?

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