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... was from Lucifer. I got up and decided to make myself feel better, I made a bacon sandwich, showered and cleaned the flat, again. A few hours past and then my mobile rang, it came up as L. I answered. "Hi Mike, it's Lucifer. I was wondering if you have recovered enough to go out for a drink?" Lucifer asked. I was still feeling a little rough but I was up for seeing Lucifer again, I needed to know whether what I felt last night was my true thoughts or just my alcohol fueled brain. I agreed and we met at a very posh bar not far from Satan's. When I got there Lucifer was already waiting for me. I knew he hadn't been waiting long since he had two drinks waiting, one had only a few sips missing from it. "Hi Lucifer," I said striding towards the emo-looking guy, waving. "Please just call me L," he said and greeted me with a hug. It wasn't the alcohol last night. This man was really something. Pale skinned, jet black hair, piercing sky blue eyes that looked straight into ones soul and thin frame. I preferred someone with a little more meat but he was perfect in every other department. We sat and drank for a few hours as the night grew heavier and the bar started to get busy. People dancing getting drunk. It seemed all so surreal. It felt as if I hadn't even been home. I was getting sleepy. L could tell. "Shall we head back to mine or yours for a coffee?" he asked. "We can go back to mine but its a pig sty," I replied. L had his driver takes us back to my flat just outside the ...

... city. It wasn't much but it had all I needed and I loved it that way. We walked in and got comfortable. I had been in the kitchen making us cups of tea when L said "You have a really nice place here. Someone could eat there dinner off the floor its that clean." He didn't know it but that was quite a compliment. "Do you think so?" I shouted back as I came into the front room where L had made himself comfortable, watching some cop show on the TV. "No coffee?" he said. "No, I only drink tea sorry, I can go out and get some if you want?" I said. He protested and said it was fine. We chatted about what was on the TV, life and all the other rubbish things one talks about with a new person. It was nearing midnight when L got up "I have to go now. I hope to see you again," he said as he grabbed his long coat. "No you can't I enjoy you being here. Can't you stay?" I said. "Unfortunately, I can't." "Maybe I can persuade you?" with that said, I planted a kiss on his rosey lips. We were locked in a passionate kiss when he broke it. "Maybe I can stay for a little while longer," he said. Kissing me back and he dropped his coat and flung off his shoes. We were in a full make out session. Rubbing each others bodies through our clothing. We were on the sofa, me on top grinding into him, he was replying with bucking his hips at me. Before I knew it, we were both in our boxer briefs. Tight from our ever growing hard-on's. Still making out he grabbed my ass and forced me into him grinding on him ...