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Paris in the summer (TH TomxGeorg)

A smoke and a cup of piping hot coffe.
Those two things usualy cheered me up and prepared me for the day.
Usualy...
I staired at the Machiato on the tabletop and saw my cigarette slowly burn up in the ashtray. I was sitting on a terras of a cozy little cafe in Paris. It was summer and the band and I were playing a few gigs here and in neigboring countries. We took a weak break inbetween each concert to soak up the local atmosphere. But here in Paris, the city of lovers, I discovered things about me I never knew I had.
It happened yesterday night. Bill and Gustav were in their room. Bill was to tired to go out and Gustav was skyping with his girlfriend, Sarah, so Georg and me whent out clubbing with just us two. With limited french, we ordered beer and drank until our vision was blurry. It happened when we were playing thruth or dare with two parisian stunners. Their names were Claire and Marie. One of the two keeped calling me Toma with an emathis on the "a". I had just daired Marie to kiss Clarie and they did. Now it was Maries turn.
'Toma! I want you to keess George.' she said.
Me and Georg looked at eachother and laughed.
'Come on. It vill be 'ot. I meaby vill fuck you if you do!' Claire purred.
Me and Georg shrugged. We leaned into eachother and our lips brushed. I could feel the electricity run up and down my spine. I didn't know why but Georgs kiss turned me on more than any girl had ever mamaged before. I tangled my hands in his hair. His beautifil auburn hair...
I could feel how he took my face in his hands and deepen the kiss. I could feel how his tongue flicked over my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and his tongue eagerly enterend my waiting mouth.
My eyes shot open as I felt my cock twitch. I drew back from him as if I was zapped by electricity. Georg looked at me, his face worried.
'Zath was 'ot! I am so 'orny right now. Come on Toma! Let's got to the 'otel!'
I looked at Claire. She seemed genualy to have the hots for me but I didn't want to fuck her. As a matter of fact, I was disgusted by the mere idea only.
'No. Find someone else to fuck.'
I got up and ran off. I was just outside, the chill night air hit me and I was shocked...
I just frenchkissed Georg!
I walked off in a fairly fast pace and suddenly I heard someone call out.
'Tom! Wait!'
I looked over my shoulder. Georg panted as he catched up with me.
'Tom... Please...'
I looked at him. He was tearyeyed.
'What.' I snapped, still disgusted at the thought my tongue had been in his mouth.
'Tom... Please, I need to confess something.' Georg said.
I wrapped my vest tighter around myself. I was cold and scared of what Georg had to say.
'Tom, I'm in love with you. I love the way you smile, the way you talk, the way you brag and make fun of me... I love you and that kiss made me realise how deep my feelings are for you.'
I furrowed my eyebrown.
'That's just those seven Jupilers speaking.' I said.
'No it isn't Tom. I love you.'
Before I could say something, Georg grabbed me by the back of my neck with his thumbs resting on my cheeks and he kissed me deeply. There, that spark of electricity was again...
I was stunned for a moment, but soon, I kissed him back. Visions of him and me, wrapped up in a tight embrace, making love to one another popped up in my mind. Don't get me wrong, I'm not into guys and I'm definatly not gay, but with Georg...
It was difderent.
'Do you love me too?' Georg breathed after the long and intense kiss.
'Please don't say you don't love me.' he whispered while he teared up. 'I wouldn't be able to take it...'
I looked at Georg. He always seemed so strong and confident but now he looked so tender and fragile.
'I love you.' I said.
Georg's face lite up like a christmastree and he hugged me so thight I couldn't breathe.
'Oh Tom! You just made me the happiest guy in all of Paris!' he yelped. 'No! In all of Europe!'
I smiled and freed myself from his embrace and gave him a small kiss on his lips.
'Let's get back to the hotel. I want to... Try sonething.'
I gave Georg a wink. Georg blushed brightly.
'You mean you want to...'
I chewed on my lipring and gave a quick nod. I smiled breefly.
'You turned me on so now you have to finish it.'
Georg breefly smiled.
'Only seems fair.' Georg said.
We held hands as we stroled down Camps Elysees. The moonlight shone down on us and I could hear a song playing in the distance:
Every time I look down on this timeless town
whether blue or gray be her skies.
Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears,
more and more do I realize:

I love Paris in the springtime.
I love Paris in the fall.
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles.

I love Paris every moment,
every moment of the year.
I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near.Georg looked down at me and he kissed me. I smiled. What could be more romantic then stroling down Camps Elysees with my new lover with the Eifle tower on the background. As an echo of my thoughts, Georg said:
'This is romantic isn't it?'
I smiled and nodded. Pretty soon we got to my room. We kissed feverishly. My hands trailed down Georg's chest and he tugged at me belt. Our lips looked like they where glued together and our tongues colided in a hot kiss. I closed the door with my foot and Georg threw me on the bed. I was surprised. Georg never realy seemed the dominant type. Guess I was wrong...
'God... You're so hot.' Georg said on a lustful and low voice.
Our lips colided again and our shirts got taken off. Georg trailed kisses down my chest. His skilled fingers undid my belt and with a swift move he took of my pants and boxers.
'Can I- Can I fuck you?' he asked.
'God yes! And hurry! I'm about to burst!'
Georg took of his pants and boxers and he wanted to enter me but I stopped him.
'No... First...'
I wasn't able to piece together a full sentence, but Georg understood. His hand slid towards my backside and as soon as his finger entered me, I gahsped loudly. He hit my prostate over and over again. Another finger entered and I squirmed under his touch.
'I'm ready...' I gahsped.
'Sure?'
I nodded and I drew Georg close. I ghasped loudly and moaned as he hit my prostate again and again...
'Oh! Georg!'
Georg let out a low moan, reminding me of the instrument he played. I could feel one of his hands slide down and wraped itself around my cock. He pumped up and down and made me scream for more.
'Georg... I'm about to...'
'Me too babe, me-'
His last word was drowned in our colided moans. His exauhsted body colapased on mine. We panted, not able or should I rather say, not wanting to speak to avoid ruining the moment. After a few moments,.Georg layed down next to me and wraped his arms around me. We didn't say a word. We just curled up and fell asleep.
That morning I snuk out while Georg was still sleeping and now I was sitting here. I shipted in my seat. It hurt...
'Here you are.'
I looked up at Georg. He looked handsome in his checkred lightblue shirt and his grey skinnyjeans. I looked back down on my, by this time, cold machiato.
'What's wrong?' Georg asked.
'I'm confuzed.' I muttered, finaly taking a sip of the drink.
'Why?'
'Cause I got fucked by a dude.' I crudely said.
'Hey, but you said you loved me.' Georg said, a slight tone of pain in his voice.
'I do!' I said to avoid hurting Georg. 'But it's just a bit confuzing, y'know.'
'I understand.' Georg said calmly.
He reached out and took my hand in his, rubbing the back of it with his tumb.
'But we'll figuere this one out.'
I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. Our lips met and I didn't care if we were seen. I was madly in love with this guy, and for all I care, whole Paris was allowed to know...

Every time I look down on this timeless town
whether blue or gray be her skies.
Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears,
more and more do I realize:

I love Paris in the springtime.
I love Paris in the fall.
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles.

I love Paris every moment,
every moment of the year.
I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near.
~Nat King Cole - I love Paris

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