The following story contains sexual explicit material which is not suitable for those who are under the age of 18.Rome, a boring party and suddenly an unforeseen encounter with a priest sent from heaven.An attraction beyond Our eyes met again and he smiled the most beautiful smile. It was a request to be rescued; it was an acknowledgement of mutual attraction. I decided to dare it all, so I went for my prey and cornered him in a quiet spot of the big ‘salotto’ and touching him on his hip I asked in a very low tone "Can I make love with You?", he looked puzzled but it was not a rejection, my hand was sliding further down, I covered the movement with my own body so that nobody at the party could see us. He breathed heavily; I knew his knees were collapsing. "Come with me, Now!" I whispered and a look into his blue eyes was enough to know that he would follow me to Hell.... As he closed the door of my BMW I just was all over him and kissed him with the passion of rough teenage love. I don't know why I was so much attracted to him, why I dared, but I was and almost nothing could have me stopped now. We arrived in my apartment, (not without kissing at every traffic light and smiling foolishly with anticipation for what would happen next).
KONRAD DEIRE is the pseudonym of a writer of gay fiction. 46 years. He was born in Germany, and has been living for the last 30 years in Italy. He has a He a phd in business and administration and a career as a business consultant.