Gay threesome 69

The scent of cinnamon and old books hung in the air of the cozy restaurant when Sam walked in, his eyes immediately locking onto mine, and I knew, inexplicably, that this unexpected meeting could bloom into something significant for a gay man like me. We talked for hours, discovering shared passions and a similar understanding of what it meant to navigate the world as part of the LGBT community, and as the evening drew to a close, I realized I was falling, fast and irrevocably, for this beautiful stranger. Now, months later, with Sam’s hand in mine, I realize that sometimes the most profound loves begin with a chance encounter and a whispered promise of forever.