...last time...

I haven't been with anyone in years but last week changed everything. My neighbor moved out and I saw him leaving with a duffel bag of clothes, looking back at me like he knew something too. We met up later that night under the pretense of catching up, but it was clear what we both wanted... He pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard, hands everywhere. It was frantic, needy... I couldn't help myself, neither could he. We ended up in his old room, clothes off fast, fingers slick with precome... I felt so lost yet found, wrapped up in him like this... Afterward we lay there panting, both knowing it wouldn't happen again but also that it had changed everything...