I'm going to dispense with the parade of cock here today. It's my anniversary today. My partner and I have been together for 11 years, which I'm told in gay years is like 32 years. And any way you look at it, eleven years is a long time with the same person. We met one cold November night. I was finishing up my evening shift at a video store and as I walked out of the store shortly after 2 a.m. I notice him sitting on the steps at the coffee shop across the street. We had actually cruised one another for a number of years, but it always seemed that when one of us was free, the other was entangled in something else. Finally after all this time, there he was - alone. I went over to check things out and we chatting for a few minutes. Within about ten minutes I couldn't stand it anymore, he had the most beautiful lips and I had to kiss them, so I said, "Can I kiss you?" He didn't even answer me, he just leaned towards me and gave me a beautiful kiss. And the rest, as they say, his history. And his kisses still do it for me. So I thought today it would a nice thing to pause and show off a couple of guys hot for one another and enjoying a long, slow, passionate kiss.