Gio

Christmas comes but once a year.

But, thankfully, the same can't be said for my boyfriend Gio.

He's the kid, you'll remember, whose pictures appeared on this website round about last Christmas.

In fact, that was the time I told you the story about how his personal Christmas gift to me was all wrapped up in a large box that he'd packaged himself up.

And in which he'd hidden himself away, unexpectedly bursting out of it to make my festive dreams come true.

That was a Christmas to remember, all right.

Well, ever since then the webmaster of HMBoys.com has been pestering me at least once a month.

'Cos it seems that lots of you guys out there were really turned on by Gio and his dark, sexy looks.

Sorta like what they used to say about Jane Russell - mean, moody, magnificent - but without the boobs.

Gio, there's no doubt, was a hottie who made thousands of you hot too.

When, our esteemed webmaster wanted to know, could he have some more pics of that kid?

But that was the problem, 'cos in January Gio had left for Europe. He's spending a whole year there on a course in France, so, much as you would all like a new set of his pictures, up until now I haven't been able to oblige.

But then I got back a set of prints last month.

I'd taken the pictures at my cousin's wedding - and, believing as I do that's it's best to support local gay businesses if you can, I'd taken my digital camera's memory card to the guys at XXXpress Rainbow Prints.

In any case, not only do they always do a good job but the guy behind the counter's real hot too and always gives me the cutest smile.

Anyway, thank God I did take the card there for processing because I'd forgotten that the first 60 or so shots on it were of Gio.

And they weren't the sort of pictures that you'd necessarily want everyone to see.

Now don't get your hopes - or even your dicks - up, guys. They're nothing too special. I'd just grabbed my camera one day as we were goofing about in the apartment and Gio was getting into the shower.

But when I told the HMBoys.com webmaster that I did, after all, have a few more shots of the hot kid who, it seemed, was turning everyone to jelly, he jumped at the chance of having them to put up here on the site.

I could tell just how pissed Gio was. Not because he said anything, but because he didn't take off his boxers. Now who takes a shower in their boxers, huh? Nobody, outside of porno, but Gio was just trying to make a point.

Something else, meanwhile, was also making quite a point inside those wet boxers - so I just carried on snapping away.

Just once or twice he just pushed the wet underwear down a little bit so he could clean that dense pubic bush of his - where I'd buried my face so often in the past.

How I loved that part of him when it smelled all freshly washed and soapy!

(But, then again, how I loved it too when it smelled of sex, sweat and cum!)

By now, though, Gio had had enough of the shower.

Like I said, it was a pretty cold bathroom in January - and our supply of hot water was a bit hit and miss too. (Any plumbers out there?)

So, if he was going to dry himself, he needed to ditch the boxers.

And that brings us to what you've all been waiting for.