"We have to talk," Blair said to Jim one night.
Jim settled on the sofa, ramrod-straight,
Blair curled up, wished he were on a date
And didn't have to deal with all this fright.
"Hey, Chief, what's on your mind?" Jim sounded calm.
Blair fought down rising panic: Jim would hear
His thrashing heartbeat, pounding, numb with fear.
Blair gripped a beer to cool his sweaty palm.
"I like you, man," whispered inaudibly.
"I like you, too, so what?" - Blair shook his head.
"That isn't what I mean," Blair Sandburg said,
watched understanding dawn. Jim laughed. "I see."
Time stopped. And then Blair's soul began to race
When Jim ran his strong hand along Blair's face —
As Jim ran his strong hand along Blair's face
And let his callused thumb caress Blair's cheek
"My God," he said, "You social science geek.
You never thought to ask." His fingers laced
Through Blair's unruly locks; he drew Blair near;
And before Blair could think of answering this
The taller man and he began to kiss.
Blair couldn't think. He knocked over his beer.
Jim didn't seem to care. The Amstel's foam
Just bubbled on the carpet happily.
When Blair pulled back he whispered, "You like me?"
And when Jim nodded, Blair felt he'd come home.
Blair noticed he was shaking, knees gone weak.
"Hey," Jim teased, "I think my Guide can't speak!"
"Hey," Jim teased, "I think my Guide can't speak!"
Blair felt a flush. "Okay," he said, "You win:
Forget the talk, I want to kiss again."
And gazed at Jim with eyes as dark as teak.
They kissed again, and Blair had time to muse
That Sentinel senses come in handy here:
Jim knew just when to nibble on his ear —
And so Blair found himself atop Jim's shoes
Wanting to fit their bodies into one.
His hard-on ached against restraining briefs.
"How does sex fit," thickly, "with your beliefs?"
Jim grinned. "Sandburg, we've only just begun."
Jim moved his hands along Blair Sandburg's spine
And murmured in his ear, "This ass is mine."
Alas, the rest of the crown is lost! If you happen to have saved it for some reason, please email me. Thanks!
The End