back again. In those moments I knew my life's destiny, committed to the words I whispered, "I love you, Drew."
"I'll leave you two alone," his mum announced. "Call when you need me, Drew."
Soon after the nurse returned and shooed Drew to leave to let me rest, suggesting he return after dinner.
"What time, Angie?" Drew asked.
"I'll let you in at six, after the children and special patients are fed. On second thought, maybe you might like to assist us by feeding your friend, after all, he is special to you, considering the hours you've spent waiting. So be here at five."
"Thank you!" he answered, then pecked my cheek and said goodbye.
"Why are gay boys so gorgeous looking?" she whispered on a sigh.
"Guess we're born lucky," he quipped, drawing my smile. Through my blurry eye, I saw his tanned face, I guess, peck the nurse's, realising in that moment we had an ally, reckoning she knew what young love is about, even between guys.
"You're just like my cousin, Brad, in Bathurst, and just as cheeky. Now, out of here."
"Thanks Angie. See you and that gorgeous hunk in bed, at five."
" Waiting? What do you mean?" I asked after Drew had left.
"Sweetie, he's been sitting beside you, holding your hand almost every hour since you came out of surgery on Saturday morning."
****
"I loved you on the first day we met, Alex, and fell in love with you within days, falling deeper every moment I spent with you."
"I'm amazed you chose me, considering, with your great looks and personality, you could have chosen a dazzler. Why me, a country twit with all my problems?"
"Simple, I liked you, and you're not a country bumpkin." he said, balancing on his left side on the small amount of bed space beside me, after easing the chest strap and releasing and moving my bandaged right arm closer to me. We wasted no time to take up Angie's offer when she collected my dinner items, letting us know lights will be out at nine and she'd ensure we're not disturbed in the meantime.
"You were a difficult critter at first, but that became part of the challenge, to help you and get to know and understand you. Once you opened up, I grew to love your unassuming, innocent nature and friendliness. You're so sincere, the most natural person I've ever met, and added to your beaut country-style manner and stud-muffin spunkiness, my heart melted over time. Of course," he whispered to my ear, "the sexy fun we had, put cream on the muffin."
"Thanks Drew," I said, smiling. "But tell me, what's a stud muffin?"
"Don't you know? It's a delicious piece of eye-candy that comes soft in parts like here," he whispered, placing his lips on mine…"and hard elsewhere, particularly here," he continued, rubbing his hand lightly over my cock. He chuckled and I smiled and added a couple of laughs before a stab of rib-pain quietened me.
"Drew, please hug me."
He looked at me, and placed an arm over my chest and the other under my neck and pulled my cheek to his. "Like this?"
I nodded and thanked him and said I wished I 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
"I'll leave you two alone," his mum announced. "Call when you need me, Drew."
Soon after the nurse returned and shooed Drew to leave to let me rest, suggesting he return after dinner.
"What time, Angie?" Drew asked.
"I'll let you in at six, after the children and special patients are fed. On second thought, maybe you might like to assist us by feeding your friend, after all, he is special to you, considering the hours you've spent waiting. So be here at five."
"Thank you!" he answered, then pecked my cheek and said goodbye.
"Why are gay boys so gorgeous looking?" she whispered on a sigh.
"Guess we're born lucky," he quipped, drawing my smile. Through my blurry eye, I saw his tanned face, I guess, peck the nurse's, realising in that moment we had an ally, reckoning she knew what young love is about, even between guys.
"You're just like my cousin, Brad, in Bathurst, and just as cheeky. Now, out of here."
"Thanks Angie. See you and that gorgeous hunk in bed, at five."
" Waiting? What do you mean?" I asked after Drew had left.
"Sweetie, he's been sitting beside you, holding your hand almost every hour since you came out of surgery on Saturday morning."
****
"I loved you on the first day we met, Alex, and fell in love with you within days, falling deeper every moment I spent with you."
"I'm amazed you chose me, considering, with your great looks and personality, you could have chosen a dazzler. Why me, a country twit with all my problems?"
"Simple, I liked you, and you're not a country bumpkin." he said, balancing on his left side on the small amount of bed space beside me, after easing the chest strap and releasing and moving my bandaged right arm closer to me. We wasted no time to take up Angie's offer when she collected my dinner items, letting us know lights will be out at nine and she'd ensure we're not disturbed in the meantime.
"You were a difficult critter at first, but that became part of the challenge, to help you and get to know and understand you. Once you opened up, I grew to love your unassuming, innocent nature and friendliness. You're so sincere, the most natural person I've ever met, and added to your beaut country-style manner and stud-muffin spunkiness, my heart melted over time. Of course," he whispered to my ear, "the sexy fun we had, put cream on the muffin."
"Thanks Drew," I said, smiling. "But tell me, what's a stud muffin?"
"Don't you know? It's a delicious piece of eye-candy that comes soft in parts like here," he whispered, placing his lips on mine…"and hard elsewhere, particularly here," he continued, rubbing his hand lightly over my cock. He chuckled and I smiled and added a couple of laughs before a stab of rib-pain quietened me.
"Drew, please hug me."
He looked at me, and placed an arm over my chest and the other under my neck and pulled my cheek to his. "Like this?"
I nodded and thanked him and said I wished I 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
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