I'm Sorry - Sex Stories

I'm Sorry

... than to make up your damn mind, this church is hot and everyone’s almost gone. I intend to be one of them,” Kris said about as calmly as he possibly could. He didn’t want to let the annoyance in his voice be detected. “Look, we’re two grown men right? Didn’t you turn 21 just a few months ago,” Dan asked, shoving his hands into the pockets of his new grey blazer that his girlfriend’s parents bought him. “Yeah, but what’s that got to do with the price of rice in China,” Kris quickly quipped as he set the fans on the bench and pulled his gloves off. “I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” Another moment of silence settled in. Kris’ mind couldn’t fathom why Dan, out of all of the people in the world, would be apologizing now, seven years later. “I beg your pardon?” “I said I’m sorry. For everything. I should have been a better friend, I should have been there when you needed someone to talk to, I just…” Dan began to trail off. A single tear rolled down his cheek. “Boy please, I forgave you a long time ago. The apology isn’t really needed. Now, shouldn’t you be running off to that girl of yours out in the parking lot,” Kris coldly said as he crossed his arms. Dan wiped the tear from his cheek and looked around. They were the last ones in the sanctuary. It was now or never. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He leaned forward and felt his lips brush with another set of equally soft lips. He opened his eyes to find Kris standing there – eyes glazed over and slackjawed. “Uh what,” ...

... was all Kris could say. Dan weakly smiled at Kris. He reached out, grabbed Kris by his collar and brought him in. Their lips met again with electrifying force. Kris resisted for a few seconds before letting his mouth open to accept Dan’s invite to explore. Their tongues danced around each other and occasionally you could hear Kris’ tongue ring click against Dan’s teeth. After a few minutes, Dan broke the kiss, breathless and sweating. Kris looked into Dan’s brown eyes and for the first time noticed they had small flecks of gold in them. They were hypnotizing. They stood there, breathing hard. It seemed like an eternity before one of them made a move. Dan released Kris’ collar and smoothed it out. “I hope that was everything you hoped for, because it was for me,” Dan said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, “I shouldn’t have led you on like that way back then and I promise I won’t lead you on again now.” Kris nodded and picked up the stack of fans. It seemed like the family pictured on the first one was smiling wider than they were 20 minutes ago. “I appreciate it. You should get going.” “Likewise.” With that, Dan turned around and promptly left the sanctuary. Kris looked up at the large cross hanging over the choir stand and ran his hand through his hair, still trying to get a grip on whatever just happened. He shook his head and finished cleaning the sanctuary. As soon as he got home, he shucked his shoes off and sat down in his kitchen to crack open a beer. His phone ...