Dexter And Jeremy

“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” Jeremy claimed with a light on his eyes. He was walking quickly in his boyfriend Dexter’s direction, his muscular, long legs pushing him forward with each powerful step. His sweaty white shirt clung to his well-defined abs and turns the heads of almost everyone he walked past…but Jeremy was used to the prospect of having a heavily sought-after partner by now. Six months since they’d first laid eyes on each other and the spark still had yet to fade like those of his previous relationships. He had a feeling this might be his last, although bringing the idea of marriage up into conversation was a pretty terrifying concept…as was being rejected for taking things too far too fast.


“Oh, did you?” Dexter inquired, feeling an affectionate smile spread across his lightly stubbled cheeks. The sparkle in his eyes when they connected with Jeremy’s could likely blind, and the butterflies fluttering in his stomach at the thought of spending tonight together tickled him in a way that made giddy giggles bubble up into his throat.


“What are you laughing like that for?” Jeremey asked with an amused grin, but it was a rhetorical question. They were both used to each other’s odd, often silly behaviour out of the lightheartedness they felt when in the same room, sharing one space. Or even better, within touching range…although it usually was not even neat satisfactory enough unless they were taking turns pounding each other breathless.


Dexter refused to reply and instead wrapped Jeremey up in a warm hug as the gay bar’s DJ beats blasted thunderously around them, bass booming and rhythm bouncing off the walls and gyrating bodies of the hundred erotically dancing homosexual couples surrounding. The innocent embrace quickly turned into light pecks and then passionate kisses turned to mindless groping in the dark, unoccupied shadows.


At some point later on, after spending some time getting hot and sweaty on the dance floor and a damn ton of time making out wherever best suited them, Dexter led Jeremy outside after feeling a sudden boost of confidence. Taking his partner’s face in his hands, he whispered, “ I want to be yours forever” and to his pleasure, Jeremy’s expression was one of pure bliss. Leaning in, he gently kissed Dexter’s nose tip, then gazed directly into his eyes, whispering emotionally, “Me too”


That was the moment he knew what they had would last forever. The night Jeremey knew it was time to start searching for the perfect ring…for his perfect man.


The end ❤️

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