We fell asleep in each other’s arms, Gray snoring lightly as he faced me. I loved it when we cuddled in naked bliss, letting sleep overtake us as we became one on the bed, connected by the touch of our spent and limp cocks, our bare muscles, and our kissing nipples. Our naked bodies melded like paper saturated with heated wax, forming a collage. I knew we were the finest piece of art in Stockton County, a beautiful tableau of man sleeping with man, lovers safe and meshed together, and soon to be married as husband and husband.Part 2: Testosterone and Turmoil11: Toby Texts
Stockton County, Oklahoma
Glock Ranch, Main House
June 8, 20—
8:38 A.M.