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Thursday, December 30, 2010

Majorca Flats -- 34

Jason pulled Luigi into his arms, and kissed him on the mouth. He smiled. “Did you enjoy that, gay-boy?” and he put on the special smile he had learned to use with his nanny, one which had always worked, a smile of rueful charm and wry acknowledgement that he was a scamp and a naughty boy but also said all too clearly 'go on, nanny, you know you love me.'
Luigi smiled back, the confidence he'd had before replaced by a touching and rather pathetic hope and need.
Jason wasn't quite sure what he was doing here. Oh, the superficial actions were obvious. But what sort of implicit promises was he making with his mouth and his hands and his body? He pushed the thoughts out of his mind. Luigi needed comfort now. It was simple. We all borrow from the future and find when the debts come to be paid that they are bigger than we remember. Such is life, no? Jason held Luigi close and kissed him gently on his forehead, his cheeks, his neck, his ears, but not on his lips. This had come to be about comfort and affection, not hot but loveless sex.
How beautiful and sexy he is! he thought, but he did not speak. He went on caressing the other man's body.



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