Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2006 17:27:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Maiyeko Singi <m.singi@yahoo.com>
Subject: Before Daybreak

Snowdrifts and the still of an orange tinted night
append a solemn mood. Pick any random corner in his
neighborhood and you can find one of the most
beautiful houses in the world. In the summer, trees
act like canopies above the streets, children play in
yards watched over by two mommies or two daddies, and
literally hundreds of bunnies live amongst the
suburbanites. Skyler sits still in the window where he
usually eats breakfast at the front of the house. The
sensation of cold air tickles the hair on his balls
while his cock is stiffening. The days ahead of him
are as hazy as frosted glass.

He has only one evening left before he finishes
packing it all up and moves to the ghetto. He finds an
affordable studio apartment on the West Side and signs
the lease seeing no other choice. The children curse
and ride their bikes on the sidewalk, no rabbits, the
canopies are burned out by the sun, and gay couples,
well what are those? A winter move is difficult, but
he arranges for it and pays with some of the savings
he has left.


Initially, Skyler had moved to the Avenue reluctantly
but fell in love with it. The neighborhood he found
was very gay friendly with a couple of neighborhood
bars where he could get lucky if nothing was happening
online. The second floor apartment is, well was, the
best place he'd ever had. The first guy he fucked in
the new bed had shown up in a mini van and seemed
surprised that Skyler lived in the house. He knew what
the implications were but ignored them and explained
that he only rented the second floor. It was
impressive enough to get a guy wet, especially one who
longed for that type of freedom.

Skyler walked slowly up the stairs positioning himself
behind "what was his name," he thought "and how many
children did the guy have?" The memory of the whom had
lapsed but the what, still remained. The details and
lines of the face have faded with time. "Did he have a
tattoo? Does it matter?" Sky had walked up the stairs
undressing his prize one step at a time. The guy who
lived below was generally away on business so he could
have fucked in the hallway if he'd wanted. He'd fucked
an inebriated club kid on the steps once. The smell
lingered in the carpet for an entire day and he'd hurt
his back.

The guy he remembered most was slightly taller than he
preferred and hairy. Skyler remembered the burn he'd
felt from those hairs when he came face to face with
his meal and every one of them seemed to stand on end
when the guy shot. He had that tall well-defined
skinny boy look, his ass eagerly took on the challenge
of Sky's lineage and welcomed the intrusion. "Oh thank
you. Thank you sir" came the murmur. Skyler's prick
was at full staff when it burrowed deep into its
victim. The blowjob had been phenomenal.

If only he could have held his breath for five minutes
straight....

Skyler worked to stir the seed from his loin. To do
what needed to be done. He felt his cock slide forward
then angle down the back past the uvula and into a
constricted airway that felt as though he were fucking
anally without a condom. He closed his eyes and
fantasized he was doing it raw. He held the muscle to
prevent himself from shooting in the hopes that it
would finish faster. His load started to seep out.
Precum lubed his shaft and the mouth that tasted
shaft. He tried harder to hold it back, it lagged. He
thrusted faster and harder, holding his cock in place
to enjoy the sensation of the newly found flesh.

The guy had wavy black hair, deep brown eyes, and
distinctly large shaved balls. He remembers that much.
At one point Skyler was within seconds of forcing
himself to shoot down biguy25's throat, were it not
for breathing he would have succeeded. After coming
close to the edge several times Skyler had begun to
finger him some hole. It was tight, warm and
invitingly moist with natural juice.

The drive to fuck deep and hard was strong. "You want
me to play in that tail don't you?" The stranger
bucked his body on the bed and tightened his pucker
around Skyler's thick digits at the thought of getting
some dark cock up his tight little ass. His mouth
slick with spit and precum, his eyes moist from having
gagged for air. Skyler gingerly wiped away one of the
tears with his thumb and tasted it.

The young man sidled up to sit on the bed. He smiled,
and kissed away the taste of salt from Skyler's tongue
replacing it with that of cum. In the same slow and
deliberate movement, the eager cocksucker became a
bottom waiting to be ravaged. He made koo sounds and
arched his ass while fingering himself. The smell, his
smell, there was something about the musk that could
be tasted on the air. Something about fucking a guy
who settled for having pussy at home but gave out an
alias when he begged for dick like a little bitch that
was a turn on.

Skyler quickly straddled his victim savoring the
roundness of a new ass against his balls. He slammed
his cock, slapping the small of the man's back whom
later he would not remember, bent to his ear to
whisper the name. It was a warning that said "I'm
going to fuck you till it hurts" whoever you are. In
one motion he reached over the side of the bed for a
rubber, pressed the head of his cock against the guy's
manhole and felt the temptation of raw flesh, tongue
kissed the nape of the trophy neck, sat up and armed
his warhead teasingly slow.

Over the next twenty minutes he had fucked biguy to
exhaustion in four different positions. The rhythmical
clapping of cock, balls and ass kept a steady beat
with each thrust driving home the chorus in the form
of panting breaths and spasms. "Please, give me your
load." Skyler had the guy face down, one hand pressed
hard against his head holding fast, suffocating him in
the pillow which swallowed the wanton cry. His victim
jacked off tightening and releasing, tightening and
releasing from the violence of Skyler's dick. It was
maddening. His bottom was challenging him in a contest
of will, skill and reflex.

Smiling to himself, Skyler remembers not so much the
man, but the act.

That night, things ended in a tie. Both men released
themselves in unison. Their bodies like gears, turned
and worked together to power the singular machine they
had become. One, two, three, with each squirt his
bottom did the same, leaving a pool of cum on the
sheets that was later washed from their skin. With
each shot into the body he had beneath him, he felt
the tightening and release of pleasure. The
synchronization prolonged the affect and for a few
moments their body, each for the benefit of the other,
was one.


Skyler sits thinking about that first time he had sex
on the avenue, and some of the times after. "I'll miss
this place," he says out loud, returning to the
moment. A lot of the things he doesn't need are
collected in boxes he got from the grocery over the
last few days. Much of the kitchen stuff except for a
couple of plates, and enough cook wear to make a
simple lunch, are gone. Clothes that he no longer
wants are on the left side of the hall, everything
else packed and marked. Unlike the memories, those he
will never pack.

There is a nervous still that comes with the snow in
him. Not knowing what to expect, or when he will get
back on his feet. The job search is going slow, still
he isn't ready to apply for anything as desperate as
temp. "I've still got a few months before I have to go
back to doing that again" he tells himself.

He pulls his knees closer to his chest, hugging his
legs, enjoying the sensation of cold on his ass, his
cock, his balls. A car passes. It's the first one he
has seen, and the first sound he has heard since
waking up. The cars parked along the Avenue are
covered in blankets of snow. He'll have to dig out in
the morning to go to the store, maybe buy a cake.
"Might as well enjoy all this free time," he says
looking down at his cock. It is hard again.


"Couldn't sleep? How long have you been sitting here
sweetie?" Rui stands in the kitchen walkway
silhouetted by the shadows.

"Just thinking about stuff."

"The move? Yeah, well nothing you can do about that.
Things will work out, you've still got me." Rui
smiles, moves in close and tugs at the erection.
Skyler feels his cock twitch, responding to the call
of being inside Rui for the third time tonight. "Got
any more willie warmers?"

Skyler smiles, "bathroom closet."

Time for one last round before the sun comes up.