I met this guy, Tyler, who is like twenty and an art student. We met at an anti-war rally in Washington Square Park. It wasn't very big, but Tyler was really cute, and a friend of my friend Cheryl. After the rally, Cheryl took off, and Tyler and I went to the diner for a coffee.

He tells me that he just came out to his parents a couple weeks ago, and that they were taking it well. Mine didn't, I told them about a year ago, right when I started school, and they totally lost it. It's a little better now, but they're a long way from totally accepting it.

After walking around for a while, we go to his dorm on Third Avenue. Inside, he offers me a turkey and swiss sandwich, and I tell him turkey, but with no swiss. We went into the living room to eat our sandwiches. I felt this tingly thing happen in my chest and this warmness take me over. It was almost like when you're just about to slip off your skateboard after doing a high-pump off a fence railing and your skateboard slips from under your feet and you think you're going to fall on your head and crush your skull.

Tyler even ate cute. You know when someone can actually eat cute? Like the way their mouth and lips move as they're chewing and he would just chew and swallow and then wipe off some food with his hand. And I said, "This sandwich is really good." And it was. And he looked right at me and said "Thank you."

We talked and laughed a lot, sometimes we laughed so hard it was like we were stoned!! And I felt more and more stoned as we talked--and all silly, too. Tyler laughed so hard he fell on the floor! He had to put down his sandwich and roll on the floor laughing!! I didn't think anything was so funny but just him laughing made me laugh so HARD, too!! Nothing was funny but we both were laughing like crazy people. And then we rolled our heads right towards each other, and our laughter fizzed into a peaceful warm feeling and we both lay there like that and smiled at each other. His eyes were the prettiest I had ever seen. And I felt my whole face magnetizing towards his. His eyes started to widen really big so his cheeks were sagging a little bit.

He reached out and touched my cheek. He said, "Hello."

I kissed him. I kissed him on his perfect lips, and they were so warm and inviting. I pulled back and looked at his beautiful face. And then he came close to my face and kissed me. And I kissed him back. I buried my face in his hair...it was so soft and warm, and I could smell the sweat at the roots of his hair. He put his head back and smiled with his eyes closed.

He kissed me on the forehead, and stuck out his tongue, and ran it down the side of my face, really softly. Then we held each other. We both had hard ons in our jeans. We pressed our hard ons against each other, first softly, and then as hard as we could. It felt so good.

I reached under his shirt so I could feel the nape of his back, and I felt all around there, and he had that perfect little ridge right over his ass. I put my hand there. He did the same to me. Rubbing my back, getting right into the ridge.

We lay like that, just kissing and then pulling our heads back to look at each other while we kept our hands on each other's backs. It was so nice to feel his flesh and be close to him, and be with him.

I whispered into his ear, "I want to be naked with you."

And he said, "Okay," and I began to undress him, and he did the same to me. His body was small and skinny but not unattractive. It was firm and smooth. He told me he thought my body was wonderful and beautiful. We held each other like that, naked on the rug, my heart pounding with affection and desire and lust.

I started stroking him. He lay there soft and still, his eyes closed. He smiled this sweet smile as I stroked him up and down. I breathed in his ear, "Does this feel good?"

He whispered, "Yes..." and his eyes opened to look at me.

I said, "It's incredible to make you feel this way. I want to make you feel this way for hours." And he said he wanted to do the same to me.

I rolled him onto his stomach and put my hand on his pretty ass and started to massage it. I felt like I didn't know what to do with all this beauty in front of me, so I just stared at it. I put my hand back on his ass and massaged it softly. He made this sound like a sigh with joy in it. I reached in between his buttocks and rubbed some more, and looked up to see his head arch back. I came up over him and kissed him on the lips.

Tyler took my penis in his own hand and massaged it softly. But I took my dick back in my own hand and told him, " I don't want to come yet. I want to wait years before I come. Can we stay like this for years?" And he said, "At least until my roommates come home." And then we laughed again.

It is so cool to laugh while you have a boner. I wanted to bury myself in him so I grabbed him and held him with all my might. I pressed against him and all the blood in my body started to race. My head was dizzy and I made him sweat because I just kept rubbing myself into him. I felt safe and connected to him, and I could tell he felt the same.

We were one, our bodies writhing and swelling in a sweet bump-dance of sex and spirit and sweat.

I rubbed my erection into him, in between his almost hairless butt-cheeks, letting his muscles surround my cock. After a moment, I pulled out and came on him. I watched as my dick sHorny cum onto his back, onto his butt.

I held him as if I was going to break as I came, and he held my back as I ground my pelvis against him.

I felt like I'd never stop coming, "I'm sorry. Should I not have done that?"

He said, "It looks like you couldn't help it." And he smiled that beautiful, warm, intelligent smile and I became, like, humbled. I told him that I would make him come if he wanted and he said, lying there in his nakedness, "There's no rush." And he massaged my penis as my semen oozed out. I breathed heavy with ecstasy, saying his name, " Tyler."

We held each other all night. And somewhere inside my head, I knew I'd be holding him for the rest of my life.