THE FORBIDDEN

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On the verge of adulthood, no longer a child, not quite a man; his presence on this planet has been like a drop of water in an ocean of time. Though he isn’t grown in many ways, and he has put away his childhood toys we have eaten the fruit of knowledge, erased the line drawn in the sand. He came to me on day of my birthday and offered himself to me. He wanted to give me a gift that would last a lifetime, something I will always remember. He felt that this was decision was coming from his heart fueled by a love so strong; nothing in Heaven or on earth could match its power and strength. I humbly accepted this gift from God, it was so sweet, so beautiful, so tender words cannot express. I experimented with this ‘teenage’ cult. Never showing signs of fear, going the distance making my actions a reality, I drew what seemed to be my last breathe, embrace life and my gift. I bravely opened my soul and let him in that scared place, showing him that the true measure of a man’s character is not determined by world, but by what his heart says is true. He called me his Morningstar; the one that shines with a brilliance that lights his darkest night. Not a day goes by that he isn’t grateful for the blessing of me in his life, I was chosen by God to be his savior. My very life honors his; I am the reflection of all that he ever hoped to be. The world may not know it yet, but it will be a better place because I am in it. He kissed me; damn his lips were so tasty, so thin, and so perfect. I held his face in my hands, looked into his eyes, I am sure I saw a familiar soul, someone that I have known from a previous life. Our mouths locked, tongues fondled each other and our breathing was one. My fingers found his nipples, the barely touching the little bit of hair on his chest, playing with his navel. I tongue fuck his oldest wound till he couldn’t take it anymore damn he had a lot of energy. I thought he was going to die when I had his cock in my mouth; I sucked the hell out that shit, funny how much the human body can take. I thought about eating his ass but didn’t, I knew that he just wanted my dick, from the way I ran my finger up and down the crack of his ass told me that he was more than ready. He closed his eyes, licked his lips and gently whispers my name as I took his body to that place of ecstasy. He thrust his abdomen forward as I entered him; he was so sweet, so tight just so right. He was like a whisper of gentle breeze on my skin, the sun that warms my face; I knew I had my special angel guiding me. He loved it so much I didn’t want it to end, I felt body responding to him, and I felt as if we were bonded for hours. After the cloud of lust lifted, reality settled in and I knew that I have crossed the line, much like Adam & Steve; I too now know that I am naked. I now bear the burden of this act, an act so unspeakable, so treacherous…so fucking sweet. I know that in the history of the world, there has never been and will never be another HIM. He is so special and so unique, and God does not duplicate perfection. I have opened the flood gates and I can’t help myself anymore, I find myself wanting more, wanting him again. Fantasying about him in church, at work, day and night; he has marked my soul invade my logical mind and yet I would go there again…