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    people could ever be and he was made to be inside me. We fit together perfectly, inevitably, like two pieces of a puzzle.
    I came without him touching me, shooting off into space with an orgasm so powerful that I was dizzy and lightheaded with bliss. The heat of my release burned my skin as he continued to glide in and out.
    His face was limned with ecstasy as he thrust harder. I could feel the pulse of his cum, hot inside the rubber and wished that one day I could feel him come inside me without that barrier. He stiffened above me for a moment, his arms trembling before he let out a shaky breath and lowered himself to rest against my body. I kept my arms and legs wrapped around him, and pressed my cheek against his as he panted for air.
    “That was amazing,” he finally said in a quiet voice.
    “I’m glad.” That was inane, but I didn’t know just what to say. I still worried that he’d never done this before and maybe now that he’d gotten it out of his system, he’d feel differently than I did.
    “I always loved you, you know,” he said, as if taking up a conversation from years ago.
    Every time he said that, a little flutter of excitement kicked up in my stomach. I started to laugh and he joined me after a second. “If I’d known you were carrying a torch for me, I’d have come home sooner.” 48

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    “Seriously. When we were growing up, I couldn’t imagine my life without you.”
    I turned nuzzle his throat. “I resigned myself to living without you.”
    “So,” he started in a conversational tone, “what do you do?”
    “For a living?”
    “Yeah.”
    I cracked up and we both started laughing like loons, so hard that his softening cock slipped out of me. I moaned in disappointment.
    He took care of the condom and got up with an athletic grace that I had always admired, coming back with a wet cloth and wiping his stomach and mine, before settling next to me again. I rolled into his embrace and shivered again at the warm kiss of his naked skin against mine.
    “I’m a writer.”
    “Really? Is that what you went to school for?”
    “Agriculture and writing.”
    “What do you write?”
    I grinned. I knew he’d get a kick out of my job. “I write catalog and instructional copy for farm equipment. Power Mule.”

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    “ The kick of a mule and twice as tough ?” he sounded amazed.
    “Yeah, that was me.”
    “Well, it worked. I’ve got all Power Mule stuff out in the barn.” It was his turn to chuckle. “I knew someone wrote that shit who knew the land and loved it.”
    “You can take the boy off the farm….”
    “But you shouldn’t.”
    “I shouldn’t?”
    “Are you happy in the city?”
    I looked away so he wouldn’t see the glint of sudden tears. “How could I be? I just did what I thought I had to do.”
    “And do you regret all those other guys?” I wondered if it was jealousy I heard in his voice. “I didn’t love any of them. But I don’t regret them; I found out who I was and that I liked it with men. And this way we’re not groping around in the dark. At least one of us knows what he’s doing.”
    “Hey! I thought you liked it!”
    I laughed and he smiled against his will. “I loved it. I love you.”
    He laid his head down again. “I love you too.” 50

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    There it was, that fluttery feeling again when he declared his feelings.
    “So, what do you do?”
    “I farm, with Dad. One day the farm’ll be mine. I like it.”
    We lay there in silence for a while, snuggled up against each other in front of the fire. I stared into it, feeling really happy for the first time in years. After being miserable for so long, it was so simple, I was happy to be here with him.
    I got everything all wrapped up in one gorgeous package, the intimacy of my old friend and the excitement of a new lover, with so many things yet to explore.
    And then I was asleep.

    JAKE was watching me when I