The Glory of Love

A New Year’s Eve party, complete with glory holes, is the perfect way to celebrate, don’t you think? Well, I did. Only instead of having a good time getting you-know-what in the basement of the local pool hall, I met this guy.

He’s a brand new gay guy, just came out to his folks and, get this, he’s still a virgin. Except instead of making me run for the hills, this guy with his blue eyes and pink, raspberry mouth makes me want to throw away all my expectations as to what love is. Real love. Love, glorious love.

Want to meet him, this guy that changed my life? I know that you do, so come on, let me tell you the story.