He stopped suddenly once we were about a block away from the bar, and then turned to me, moved his face in closer and kissed me. I was shocked, and I tried to push him away, but every time, he would come back with more passion. Eventually, I realized that I kind of liked this, and I kissed him back.
I always thought that my dream man would be tall, dark and bruting. He would be slightly muscled, brown hair, blue eyes and a great, big cock. That all changed when I met him.
The week that I had to wait for Adam to get back into town was the longest week I had ever had to wait. As I had promised, I had saved my load for him and had not jacked off all week, so I was so horny all the time. But it was well worth the wait, because that was a night I would never forget.