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The End of a Crush
By Ricky | June 5, 2007
Bad news on my severe crush, who shall now remain totally anonymous (sort of). We’ve been seeing each other on a regular basis and having fantastic sex. Every time he fucks me, it just gets better and better. By this point I realized I was helplessly, completely in love.
We fucked all the time and I especially loved the morning sex, when he would gently roll me over and slide his big piece of cock into my welcoming hole. The last time we were together we had amazing sex up on my roof. It was a hot night and we had a lot to drink while we watched the city below. We kissed, I sucked his huge dick, he then proceeded to pound me silly, while I was on all fours, on the roof, then afterward he kissed me gently. The moment was so romantic, yet I’d had a lot to drink, so I just blurted out, “I love you.”
Well that had to be the dumbest thing I’ve done in my young life. His face dropped. He became very cold. He said he couldn’t spend the night and he hasn’t returned my phone calls since. But what is a young boy in love supposed to do. I miss my man. More next time.
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