Across the room, he came, illuminated by the glow of a harvest moon. Luxurious he is in the suit of his birth. Soft dark hair, muscular all over, full down where. Into the warmth of his hairy chest, I collaspe. I almost faint from his ever so gentle caress. His name, Kevin, I call and fall into a sense of Heaven. Deep within, he soothes my every need and all my greed. Fervently, I moan as he takes me further than I have ever been. I am alive again with long since hidden fevered emotions. This glorious reawakening of excitement. I owe, only, to him.