His hot, sweaty torso pressed against my chest as he slowly fucked me on his hotel bed. His thick cock stretched my hole that was well overdue to be used. It was hard to imagine that my high school crush was the one making my body wither in pleasure as his lips grazed the side of my neck. Just to think, if I didn't pull my head out of my ass at the last minute, none of this would be happening right now.

I was never one for going out and letting loose. Or, socializing in general for that matter. I went to work, did my job, and lounged in my apartment during my free time. Even though I was still just a clerk at the law office that I worked at, the job paid enough to pay my bills. My co-workers tried almost every weekend to get me to go out clubbing with them, but I declined every time. Tonight though, one of them wasn't taking 'no' for an answer.

Sara had been one of my best friends since I started this job. We had our lunch together in the break room every day. Our cubicles were right beside each other. Fuck, she knew more about my life than I ever did. Sara had been pestering me every day for the past month to go to this New Year's Eve party and I was running out of excuses. As we locked the office doors on New Year's Eve, I finally had no choice but to give in. Perhaps she was right though, I needed to get out at least for one night and enjoy myself. Maybe this was the experience that I needed to break out of my shell, but who was I kidding.

The party was in the banquet room of a hotel downtown. One of Sara's friends picked both of up since she didn't drink alcohol. Sara and her friend abandoned me shortly after walking inside the room. Once I was by myself, I wandered through the room before stumbling across an empty table in the corner. And that was where I planted my ass for the next couple of hours. I watched the other people mingling and having a good time. However, I was having a hard time gathering the courage to do it.

Eventually, since my thirst was getting the best of me, I got up and meandered around until stumbling upon the refreshment table. After getting myself a cup of the punch, I turned around and found a rather attractive man behind me. I tried not to stare at his handsome face any longer than I should have. Like the coward I am, I ducked my head and walked away. There was something about him though that I couldn't quite place.

Just a few minutes before midnight, a server placed a glass of champagne on the table in front of me. As the last few minutes of 2018 ticked away, I stood up to get a better view of the ball drop on tv. Right after I got the angle right, Mr. Handsome appeared right in front of me again. Needless to say, I was absolutely shocked as he gazed into my eyes.

"You don't recognize me, do you," he questioned?

This time, I took a good look at the man standing before me. His dark brown hair was cropped short and the top was spiked up. He had a strong jawline, soft pink lips, and just the right sized nose for his face. Then, of course, there were those two piercing blue eyes. Even in the dimly lit room, they seemed to be glinting as they gazed at me. Soft baby blue with specks of gray around the edges.

That was when the feeling that I felt before hit me again like a ton of bricks. The memories of him came flooding back to me. This hunk of a man was once the guy that I crushed on hard in high school. He had grown over the years since I've seen him last. When we graduated, he was still skinny as a rail. Now he was built like a brick shit house. His face no longer that of an adolescent, but now that of a handsome man. His current form only served to amplify my previous crush.

"Nate?"

Nate replied, "Yeah Ethan, it's me."

A smile crept onto his chiseled face as the crowd started counting down the last ten seconds to midnight. It was only the two of us standing at the lone table in the corner. Nate sat his champagne glass down on the table as the count approached one. I saw the ball dropping on the screen beside Nate's head and '2019' light up below it.

The next thing I knew, Nate's face was mere inches from mine. I could feel his breath blow across my face as he exhaled. I was absolutely petrified that what I dreamt about masturbating in my youth was about to come to fruition. Unable to move a muscle, I remained motionless as his lips pressed against mine. His soft pink lips caressed mine as Auld Lang Syne played in the background. After the initial shock wore off, I started to kiss this hunk back.

Breaking away from me, he said, "I should have done that years ago."

"Then why didn't you?"

He chuckled, "I was afraid."

"Same."

Nate gulped and said, "I have a room upstairs. Care to join me?"

I smiled and nodded back at him. As soon as we were inside his hotel room, his lips returned to mine. He led me through the room as we both started discarding the clothing from our bodies. One thing leads to another as we explored each other's bodies. I found myself submitting my body to this hunk of a man. And that leads me back to where I'm at now, underneath the high school crush that I've always dreamt about sleeping with.

My legs were wrapped tightly around his firm ass, pulling his chiseled body into mine. My hands gripped his muscular back as I found myself wanting him to pleasure me more. This was the moment that I had stroked to in my mind countless times before and it was actually happening. My hard cock rubbed between our bodies as he slowly thrust into me. It was taking every ounce of self-control that I had not to bust between us. His ass flexed underneath my calves as Nate had his way with my hole. I was his slut for the night and nothing was going to make me regret it. That all ended when he hit my spot at exactly the right time. I moaned into his hair as I unloaded between us. Nate plowed into me one last time and I felt his cock spasm inside me.

Nate rolled off me and put his forearm over his eyes. "Fuck, that was intense."

"Yeah, it was pretty good for me too."

He grabbed his undershirt from the floor and wiped us off. It was a gesture that I wasn't expecting him to do. When he was done, my crush laid against my side and draped his arm around my stomach.

"Where did all of this come from?"

He replied, "Something that we should have done a long time ago."

"Why now?"

"Seeing you tonight brought out a feeling that I couldn't hide anymore."

Nate rested his head on my chest and wrapped his strong arm around my side. My arm was wrapped around his back still gently stroking his skin. The skin that I had longed to touch for over twenty years.

"Is this a one-night stand then?"

Nate replied, "Well, you were the one that I kissed at midnight."

I grabbed onto his sides and pulled his torso up mine until our noses were touching. My lips clashed against his once again. This time though, the feeling was different. It wasn't just two guys fucking around after a party. It suddenly developed into way more than that. This night went from horrible to the best night of my life in a matter of blurred moments. As my newly found lover devoured my face, reality crashed down around me. The object of my high school obsession was with me naked in bed. Nate wanted more and I wasn't going to object. I guess going out to that party tonight wasn't such a bad idea after all.