16 March, 2009


Days before in bed he asked, "are you like this with every guy you sleep with?" I didn't answer because I knew he wouldn't like the truth. Which is yes. Sometimes. Often. I touch their faces. I push my mouth against their necks. I fall asleep on their chests. I stroke their hair, always.
The silence made him restless. He came on my face, then lifted my leg and fucked me for a few strokes, pulled out and came more. It was heavy on my eyelids, streaked through my hair. I wiped my face with the top sheet.

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