Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

could hug him back and asked him to kiss me and later asked him to let me kiss him all over his face, which I did, ending back on his lips. "I want to tell you something," I said, as he sat down and held my hand. "I couldn't understand the meaning of the fuzzy sensation that I kept feeling, until yesterday. The feeling always touches me every time I have quiet moments thinking of my real dad, and used to happen when I thought of times with my mother before she re-married. I know I'm slow and not the brightest, 'cuz it's taken all this time to work out. That feeling is the warmth that spreads through me when I'm thinking of someone I love deep down, someone special. I want you to know I felt that feeling when I stood in your arms the first time we showered together."
    He squeezed my hand. "I hope I'll always stir that feeling in you."
    "You do, Drew, just as I'm feeling it now…you took me as I am as your friend without doubt or question, and now I look back and know I loved you for that and loved our friendship and loved the sexy times and stuff. Then yesterday I realised the meaning–that feeling means I love you as deeply as the only other person I hold in my heart."
    He tightened his grasp again. "Thank you, what you've said is so beautiful and means the world to me."
    I asked him to kiss me and when he did, we French kissed and my cock became restless and I told him I'm missing his tender touch. I grinned and he laughed. "Mine's missing yours, also."
    "I hope I get better soon, so we can fix that problem. I missed you after you went home and the fun we had. You know, I'm the biggest fan of your hot cock."
    "You're the only fan, my friend."
    "Aren't there others?"
    "No, there have been a few in the past, but only you since we met. I'm the biggest fan of yours, you know. I hope there aren't hundreds of others you haven't told me about."
    "Thousands, not hundreds, get my diary and I'll tell you who's coming tonight."
    He laughed. "I love seeing that smile on your face. It makes you look so damned hot-looking and sexy."
    I laughed with him. "Thanks, Drew, though I know I'm not feeling hot , at the moment, sexy yes– hot no."
    "Mmmm, sounds like it won't be long before you're chasing and ravishing my body again with your sexy paws and hot lips."
    I grinned. "How long, do you know?"
    "Mum mentioned you'll be in bed for a few more days and in hospital for another week, while the docs keep monitoring you. If your ribs don’t complain, you should be able to get around in a wheelchair too. After then, you’ll be ready to leave, though still using a wheelie for another five or six weeks. You should be able to see properly and use your right arm in a day or two. Your arm had a deep gash, requiring a lot of stitches, also your leg."
    "Drew, where will I go when I'm released? I don't want to go back to the house with that mother of mine. She couldn't cook an egg to look after herself, let alone help me."
    "Don't worry, my friend. Remember my promise yesterday, we'll look after you."
    A hair-standing feeling spread through me as I wondered why fortune favoured me to meet Drew, why fate came my way some five weeks ago. Without him, I'd be lying here lonely and desperate, probably worse. "This has stuffed up my swimming training."
    He laughed. Well, I'll teach you other things, which I'm sure you'll like, before Uni starts in two weeks."
    "Such as?"
    "For one, you'll need to tone up your arm muscles again and I know the perfect exercises."
    "What are they?"
    "Massaging our cocks in the spa. Do you think you'll like that? We'll start with your right arm and then the left, once the cast is off."
    "You've got it all worked out, haven't you?" I smiled my dirty smile. "Whose spa?"
    "Ours, at home."
    "You mean you'll take me to your place in Sydney?"
    "That's my plan, at least until you're recuperated, sharing my bedroom and bed, of course, so I can care for you, every night."
    "You keep surprising me."
    "You're worth every surprise I can come up with."
    I laughed. "You've got sex on the brain!"
    "I'm not the only one, my sexy spunk."
    "Could I have another drink of water, please? And talking of water, I wonder how Paddles is."
    "I'll get him and bring him in tomorrow, if you like."
    "I'd love to see him."
    "I know, he means a lot to you, doesn't he? Here's the straw."
    "Thanks. Yes, for at times–the very bad times–he helped me remain sane. I used to talk to him for hours."
    "I understand that, now."
    "I'm sorry I couldn't