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The Morning After

By Sparkle Heather

I lay in bed beside my golden man. I watch him slowly breathing. Last night had been so good, so good.

Everything just seemed to click, y'know? I mean I had never even looked at other men that way until I first saw him. The spiky blond hair, clear blue eyes. The tight jeans, those T-shirts indented by the small nubs of his erect nipples. Oh yeah.

He was kinda special to look at.

And when I took him up my ass, I never realised, I never knew it could feel so good as that. Of course it hurt at first. Didn't matter how much lube he used I felt like screaming. Felt like Ray was pummelling a sword into me.

But then it felt...close. Like we were really close to one another and I didn't mind. It was the greatest thing in the world and I swear I will never want to sleep with a woman ever again.

Never thought I'd hear the day when Raymond Vecchio had turned fag. But there you go.

And I'm sure Ma will love him.

End The Morning After by Sparkle Heather: sparkle_heather@yahoo.com

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