An Accident Changed My Life_(1)

Though we would take part in the group activities quite regularly, we often we found ourselves preferring to have only one to one sex. Eventualy the group separated, the boys going their separate ways and neither of us was inclined to admit any new boys to our games. Through the final years of my schooling and in the first two years of my college, Bunty and I continued to be lovers. Four and a half years, actually, close to five years from when we met, I was 25 and Bunty was now just short of 24, we were still deeply involved with each other. Then my father got a promotion and was moved to the capital city. My life was thrown into turmoil. I had to enter a new college and though Bunty visited us during his vacations for a year or so we slowly drifted apart and eventually our relationship died a natural death. I presume he found new lovers as I did. Once many years later when I visited the old town I tried to trace him but was told he had married and had moved away a long time ago. Since Bunty’s time many other boys have occupied a place in my heart and in my bed but none ever took his place. To this day I can recall every line of his body, the feel of his skin, his cock, his eyes, and even his hair and the flip with which he used to toss it off his face. Sometimes I wonder what he remembers of me.
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Speaking of going home I joined the Mile High Club with both Leslie and Charlene. I fucked the other two in my group, but just so that they could join the Mile High Club too, I didn’t cum in them.