"We didn't have high school, but we do have now," he whispered into my ear.
Bobby-Jack's strong muscular body pressed into me. I felt his hands on my hips, moving up and down my sides. He grabbed my beer and tossed it into the grass. He turned me around and placed his hands on my shoulders. He leaned forward and took in a deep breath, closing his eyes and pausing a second. He opened his bright eyes and stared into mine. His hands on either side of my head, I couldn't do anything but look at his ruggedly handsome face. His lips caressed mine and he pulled back. I had felt the heat of his face and his breath against my skin.
"Do you want this? I sure do. Everyday after I moved away I thought about you. I dreamed about you. You were my touchstone," Bobby said, his crystalline bright green eyes looking straight into me. "I couldn't believe I was such a lucky man to run into you again."
His head began to lean toward me, his eyes didn't flinch. I was mesmerized by his beauty.
"Do you want this to happen? If you do, I'm never turning back. You're in my soul."
"I want it. I want you," I said softly to him.
He leaned in and gently placed his lips on mine again. I felt a surge of energy pass into my body as his lips made contact and slid across mine. The tip of his tongue caressed my lips, wetting them and nudging them. I could taste his sweetness as he pressed his mouth against me. His hand moved to the back of my head, running through my hair and pushing me toward him. His other hand was on my lower back pulling me to him as if he wanted to press part of his soul into me.
He pulled away from me. He gave me a smile and tilted his head. He brought his hands to my face, caressing my cheeks. He ran his hands up my temple and into my hair.
"You are so beautiful. You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of you, wondering what kind of man you became. I am so happy I got to find out," he said to me, his eyes glistening.
His hands moved to my hips and he lowered his head. He took in a deep breath. I reached out and tilted his head back up. He was teary-eyed; a single tear fell down his cheek.
"Whoa," I told him softly, wiping away his tear. "We're together now. The past is gone. Let's see where this takes us."
I leaned up and kissed his lips. I pulled away and he leaned quickly in, kissing me with all his might. I ran my hands over his thick sable-haired chest. His hands ran up my sides under my shirt. I pulled away and tugged off my shirt. His hands roamed over chest, combing through my dark chest hair.
"I love your chest," he said, bending down to kiss it.
"Well, you're not too bad yourself," I told him, grinning and feeling his hard muscles under the thick chest hair.
He laughed as his hands moved to my back and slid down into my shorts. His strong hands pushed past my waistband, gripping my ass tightly. I reached for his towel and pulled it away, tossing it to the ground. I ran my hands over his full hard ass, caressing the dents and dimples made from his muscles.
Bobby-Jack leaned in as he pushed my shorts down. They fell to the ground as he nibbled at my neck, working his way to my ear. I could feel the heat of his breath.
"How far do you want to take this tonight?" he asked me in a deep sultry growl. "I want you so badly."
I felt his big cock pressing against my thigh, its heavy thickness throbbing. My cock was pressed against him.
"I want to go as far as we can. I want to share myself with you."
