Sacrilegious

Everyone sins somehow, someway in life.  No one is squeaky clean.  Life would be boring if we were all ‘Beaver Cleavers.’  It is fun to break the rules.  It is more entertaining to be on the naughty list.

James and I were good friends since high school.  We always had a flirtation between us, but it was just as friends.  We kept our friendship going over the years even after we graduated.  He was a good-looking, muscular guy.  James was great at making people laugh.  It was an all around fun time when you were around him.

Fast forward to the end of summer 2011.  A group of us were out for a night of muckery on the town.  We all took the after party back to where the guys lived.  We continued drinking there.  It was down to just James and I drinking on the steps.  I do not remember what was said between us, but we ended up in a forceful kiss.  It was intense.  The kind of kiss you see in movies and get a little wet in your pants.  He grabbed my arm and pulled me around to the side of the building.  James was unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans faster than ice cream melting on a 98 degree day.  He pulled my jeans down to my ankles.  I was not complaining.  I did not know what took over both of us, but I was on board.  He was kissing my stomach.  I thought my legs were going to give out on me.  He stood up to start kissing me again.  I started undoing his belt and getting his jeans opened.  He turned me around to face the brick wall.  James smacked my ass and thrusted in me from behind in one swift motion.  I lost all sense of being outside in the open.  I did not have a care in the world.  I wanted to ride that high ecstasy feeling all the way out.  He wanted to do more positions than that brick wall would allow, so we moved our sex session into his apartment.

Did I mention that he lived in an old church?  They converted the old church into apartments.  We had sex on once holy ground.  I was pushed up against the brick wall having sex on an old church.  There were sins being committed and entered all over the place that evening.  None of that entered my mind at the time this animal rage took over both of us.  Would I ever do that again?  Hell yeah, I would in a heart beat.  Get in where you fit in.

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