Dirty Hero

slow and intimate, gentle caresses and staring into each other’s eyes. Our first time without a condom, when we were both finished, he leaned down and whispered for the first time, “I love you, Wyatt.”
    It was nice hearing the words but I already knew he loved me by the little things he did. Like, how he was always grabbing my hand or how he looked at me and smiled as if I was the most important thing in the world. Every Friday, even though we went to lunch together, there was always a single long stemmed rose on my keyboard when I got back to my desk. With a little note attached promising the best weekend of my life. So far, he had yet to disappoint. Every day with Brian got better.
    I wasn’t quite as romantically creative as Brian, but I hoped when he saw me looking at him and smiling like a dork, he knew he was the most important person in my world, too. I did make him write me a list of his top ten fantasies. I thought the only fair thing to do was to make his desires come true the way he had mine. And the man was like a sex god, so there was no hardship worshiping him every chance I got. Of course, he had to show me up and have 15 fantasies. That was okay because I had some new fantasies to add to my list, maybe something with leather chaps and a motorcycle.
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    About the author:
    Kyle Adams has been writing gay romance since, well he forgot how long. Trust him, it has been a while. He’s quiet and maybe a little shy, but he decided to start releasing a few stories. We’ll see if people like reading them as much as he likes writing them.
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