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Way back in college, I stayed in NYC for a summer as an intern.  I went to one of those “all male cinemas” that used to exist.  I hit it off with a gorgeous guy—green eyes, jet black hair on light skin, tight body and thick cock.  When we were done and about to go, he came up to me and said “I want to see you again.”  That started a romantic summer together.  He was the first guy to ever kiss me in public.  It was amazing and scary because people weren’t so open to gays showing public affection back then.  Sadly, at the end of the summer he decided to return to Costa Rica (He was undocumented and living with his parents and siblings in a little apartment.  He felt he had no future in the US so decided to return.). Now, decades later, I still think of him time to time.  He made me a mixtape of love songs before he left.  I still have it in a box in my closet.  I wonder what happened to him—I hope he’s safe and in a loving relationship.

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