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Matt89
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Falling For Ian
Prologue
As I gazed up at Ian I knew it would be a good night. He was naked apart from a jockstrap and was sexily dancing for me. His brown hair glistened in the light and his blue eyes sparkled. He turned around and moved towards me. His butt inching towards my face as he jumped on our bed. I flicked my tongue towards his hole, removing the jockstrap with my fingers then rimming him. He collapses to his knees and moans as I really get into it. I then switch positions with him and lie him face down. I kiss his neck tenderly and slowly enter his asshole with my cock. We fucked all night and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Who knew 6 months ago I would end up in the arms of this wonderful man?
Chapter 1 (6 months earlier)
It was my first trip to America and after a few weeks I had decided to stay. San Francisco was my favourite part of the trip so I found an apartment there and set about finding a job. Being a journalist in a big city this wasn’t hard and I soon found employment. Because of my vast experience The San Francisco Chronicle was willing to hire me. That’s where I met Ian. From the first time I saw him I thought he was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. I had a tag on so everyone knew my name was John and Ian greeted me warmly.
“Hey John, I’m Ian.”
“Hey Ian, nice to meet you.”
I stared at his butt as he walked away. He caught me looking and smiled at me. I hurried to my desk and pretended it didn’t happen. We didn’t talk for the rest of the day but on the way out he stopped me.
“I caught you staring at my butt. You should be more discrete.”
“Sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, just don’t tell my boyfriend it happened.”
He laughed and went to his car. I went to mine and went back to my apartment. Over the next few weeks we didn’t talk much but he was friendly enough. One day I invited him out for drinks after work. We really got talking and learnt a fair bit more about each other.
“What part of Australia are you from?” he asked.
“Brisbane, it’s the capital of Queensland in the north east.”
“Oh ok, I’m from New York City originally but my family moved to San Fransisco when I was 5 so I guess you could pretty much say I am from here.”
“How old are you?” I asked.
“23.”
“Cool the same age as me.”
We finished our drinks and went home. I felt like I knew him a bit better now. I knew he had a boyfriend so I never openly flirted with him but there was a definite spark between us. It was so difficult to be around him knowing how I felt and that I would probably never be with him. The way he talked about his boyfriend it sounded like their relationship was pretty solid. I fell asleep that night thinking about him.
The next day at work he needed some help with an article. I helped him and he credited me in the story. He thanked me and I got back to my own work. He was the only real friend I had made in San Francisco so he decided to invite me out a few days later to meet his friends and his boyfriend.
“John this is my boyfriend Phil and my friends Nikki, Tom and Max.”
“Nice to meet you all.”
We had a great night out. They were all really friendly and I knew they would all be great friends. Max was flirting with me the whole night so I was torn. I liked Ian but he wasn’t available. I decided to just go for it and asked Max out. He said yes and we made plans to go to the movies Sunday night.











