Keith and I moved in together when we came to the city for Keith’s first big job as a paralegal. We were as close to being an amorous couple of characters in a Hollywood screenplay as two people could get. From day one, we just could not get enough of each other. Whether it be day or night, here or there we did not discriminate. Keith and I were more than willing to strip down anytime, anywhere for a few fast and furious moments of passion. And the real possibility that someone would discover us made us that more horny.

We could be caught in a frantic embrace at the movies, with Keith’s hands inside my shirt and my hand inside his jeans, or sitting out summer nights on the tire escape of our brownstone, touching and kissing, or behind cars in the garage down the street, with me eagerly kneeling on the cold... Leer Más