No.8
HOMO No.8
Variety

HOMOzine

It was only a kiss...



I could taste his soft lips on mine as he pressed me against the wall, slowly grinding me as we kissed.

We were surrounded by other people dancing, walking by, standing around, everyone could see but we didnt stop, it was much too hot to stop.

We went on for what seemed like hours, people stopped dancing, others walking by or standing around made notice and comments, still we did not stop.

We are just friends, and have shared many kisses before, but this kiss was different, this kiss was untouchable, unbeatable, unforgetable.

Driven by alcohol and lust, noticed by everyone, a kiss this hot why would we stop? Why should we stop?

--Matty