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Despite having moved three years ago the idea of a white Christmas still confuses me. To me Christmas means the sweltering heat of an Australian summer, crickets and cicadas chirpping while sausages, chops and steaks sizzle on the barbeque. It wasn't evening snowing today, it was just cold and the snow had melted and turned to so much muddy slush while keeping the city cold and the buses not running or running late. The one I was sitting on was running a good twenty minutes behind but I wasn't complaining since it was probably one of half a dozen running in the city.

The heating on the bus wasn't enough to overcome the chill from outside, just because it wasn't snowing didn't mean it wasn't getting cold again as the day ended. I pulled my gloves from my pocket and slipped them over the golden brown fur on my paws. Being a kangaroo from a long line of Australian kangaroos my fur doesn't grow in that long even when it's freezing cold so unlike all the bears and husky who have a natural level of protection I feel every gust of wind. The bus came to a sudden stop and I look up to find myself at my stop. I quickly stood up and exit the bus, thanking the bull conductor and wishing him a merry Christmas.

I walked down the street, the short distance to my friends apartment already making me shiver, lost in thought. I never had heard of an orphans Christmas before but apparently Steve and his partner Terry had been holding them for years. Steve, the big burly but friendly polar bear and his husband the dark furred wolf had been together for years and unlike so many others of my friends doesn't look to be splitting up. But the price of that was both of their families had disowned them. So now every Christmas they opened their place up to any friends who didn't have family around. Some where like them, there family was here but disowned them, and some were like me and just too far from their family.

This would be my first time going to the orphan Christmas despite having known Steve for a while and Terry even longer. My first Christmas had my parents visiting and the one after that was. I give a soft sigh as I remember Alex, my ex of three months now. Three months and still I missed the black and white stripes of his body in the bed next to me, the heat of his body... oh and of course his sense of humour and way of listening. Still, his new job was treating him well so it was probably for the best.

The flashing lights in the window of Steve's apartment building pulled me out of my melancholy. Steve had told me he had taken the affair into his own hands when the apartment tenants association said they wouldn't decorate and he had outdone himself. It wasn't garish with lots of statues and reindeers and such, instead it was a stunning display of lights chasing and flickering in beautiful patterns. I stood there for a few minutes just appreciating the view before the cold was just too much for me and I walked in and took the elevator up to their apartment.

"Leon, you made it!" Terry said as he opened the door and pulled me out of my jacket, hanging it on an already crowded stand. "You're the last, everyone else is already here and I was starting to think you wouldn't be able to make it." He said, his words coming out quickly even by his standards. Of the two Terry was always the more expressive one, not effeminate but he carried his heart on his sleeve. The way his thick, black tail is swished behind him I knew he was excited to see me.

"Well you know, with the snow and all most of the buses aren't running." I replied as I peeled off my gloves, scarf and jumper, leaving my somewhat ample frame in a t-shirt and jeans. The combination of a depressing break up and the onset of winter had let me put on a few pounds but I can't blame it all on that, I've always been just a little heavier set.

"Oh god! Sorry!" The wolf said, his tail freezing mid swing. "I completely forgot you didn't have a car. We could have asked Pip or Hank to pick you up, they both aren't far from you."

"It's no bother," I replied with a smile, a little moved that he would have gone to that trouble for me. I stop and turn to reply "I..."

That sentence didn't get an ending because at that moment Terry's arms had wrapped around me and his muzzle was pressed against mine. I resisted at first, more out of shock than not wanting to be kissed by the black wolf, I'd be lying if I said I had never fantasized about it, he's my age and has a body he must work for in the gym, but of course has a very loving partner. Slowly I pushed back into the kiss, our muzzles still closed but my brown eyes looked back into his amber ones until he pulled back and pointed up.

"Heh, mistletoe." He said with a grin. I honestly didn't know how the mistletoe rule worked in the states as opposed to Australia but generally there it meant a quick peck on the cheeks or maybe the lips, not the kind of kiss you might give someone on the third date. My eyes drifted down and I swear I could see a bulge in the wolf's trousers before he turned to lead me through.

"Hey, everyone, Leon's here!" Terry announced to a general cheer of joy from the assemble people. They were all sitting around the couple's loungue area. The entire apartment was cleaner than mine had ever been and far more modern. Most of the people were sitting on the large black leather sofa but a couple had grabbed some of the big pillows and had sprawled out on the floor. It wasn't a huge party, including myself and the hosts there were seven of us and I only didn't know one of them, a large muscled boar with scruffy red hair. Ordinarily I would have been checking him out but instead, thanks to that kiss, I was watching Terry and his lean, toned figure.

"LEO!" Boomed a voice that could only belong to Steve. He stepped out of the kitchen and I grinned as I looked up at him, he was almost seven feet tall, far taller than anyone else at the party. He used to be a bodybuilder but that was over a decade ago and now while he held his shape a layer of fat had settled over his gut. At the moment his usual choice of either jeans and a singlet or hawaiian shirts had been replaced by a bright red jacket and matching pants. "It's so good to see you!"

"You too," replied with a grin and then stepped forward and hugged him tight. I have always loved the way his body feels against mine when I hug him, all that power and strength in one pudgy package. He grinned and wrapped his arms tight around me squeezing so hard I couldn't breath, it's a bit like being molested by a duvet only nicer. After a few seconds he let go and set me back on the ground.

"Come one, you can help me cook while we catch up." He said with a grin and then scooped one arm around me before I could protest or make an excuse and pulled me into the kitchen. There were two reasons why I didn't want to join Steve in the kitchen, the first being the fact I wasn't very good at cooking. I'm not bad, I can scramble an egg and make a stew and so on but compared to the magnificent culinary concoctions Steve comes up with it may as well have been dry toast. I swear he spends half of his time reading cooking magazines.

The second reason was that the bear's kitchen was tiny, it was the one flaw with their appartment given how much Steve enjoyed cooking. It could fit the plus sized bear but that was about it. With me being dragged in there as well there was no longer a concept of personal space as the entire time I was pretty much pressed up against him.

"Could you pass the sugar?" He rumbled as he turned back to something on the hot plates, pressing his soft, firm rump up against me. If I had been any younger I would have been hard a rock, an intimate kiss in greeting and then a huge bear who I had lusted over for weeks before learning he had a partner pressing himself up against me. I just blushed and grabbed the bag of sugar from the shelves and passed it to him.

"Thanks." He replied without looking back, his hips starting to swing from side to side in time with the music playing, not a Christmas carol but something similar. The music would have been Terry's job and he had a fantastic ear for things like that."You seeing anyone?" The bear rumbled as he continued to stir and add ingredients.

"No. not yet. It's not been that long you know?" I said, taking deep breaths to control myself, to keep my cock from firming up as a plush ass I dearly wanted to tap pressed me back until I was between it and the fridge. Between a rock and a hard on.

"I'm surprised though, a cute guy like you shouldn't be on the market for long." Steve said and then turned around to face me. Slowly he lowered his face down to mine until his large, black nose was pressing against my smaller pink one. "If it wasn't for Terry I'd snap you up myself!"

I never worked out if he knew about my crush or not which meant what he was doing then was either exquisite torture or good natured playful flirting. What happened next though took both of them, rolled them in a ball and through them in the river leaving me completely without a map to guide myself. His hot breath brushed over my lips and then he pressed down and forward and locked his dark lips against mine. This time I gasped into the kiss and felt my cheeks burn as all my hard work to keep myself from getting hard was undone in a moment.

He was so gentle compared to his large, strong frame and unlike his partner he closed his eyes as he pushed into the kiss a little more. I whimpered and felt myself pressing back and then just hanging in the air, lips puckered and cheeks flushed with the bear standing up straight again pointing to the fridge.

"Mistletoe." He said with a grin and a wink. I looked up to see a sprig of the stuff on a magnet on the fridge as he continued "Anyway, I think you'll meet someone soon. As soon as you're ready anyway."

I bit my tongue as I wanted to tell him that given a minute or so to lube up I would be ready right then and there. Three months without sex and then two kisses from my sexiest friends in one night. Just what the hell was happening?

We continued talking, first about work and then about the tv shows we both watched which gave me time to hide my erection and let it diminish again. I don't know if Steve noticed it or not but as soon as I felt like I was tumescent enough that my jeans wouldn't show a bulge he told me I should go and socialise, that he had monopolised me for far too long.

As I walked back through to the living area I bumped into the stranger, the boar. The first thing I noticed about him was his smell, a very sweet yet male cologne while underneath it was his scent. I don't know why that's the first thing I noticed because there was a lot to notice, he was taller than me by a head and just built. I took in the entire package, a cute face with an awkward grin, a well defined chest and then a bit of a gut under that. I tried to stop my eyes going lower but I couldn't and there was the shape of a nice bulge in his slacks. Quickly I turned my gaze back up to apologise only to find his face a lot closer.

"MISTLETOE!" Came the cheerful cry from around the room as his lips pressed against mine. I hadn't ever kissed a guy with tusks before but it was actually quite sweet, they bumped against me but didn't hurt as I kissed him back. This kiss was nothing like Steve or Terry's, it was sofft, nervous and brief, yet I never wanted it to end.

"Sorry 'bout that..." He said with a thick accent I couldn't place, not local to here or to me though. He offered his hand and I took it and shook it. "David."

"Leon, and don't worry about it." I replied with a smile probably just as awkward as his. I noticed everyone was still staring at us and blushed and sat down while David continued on his way to get another drink, which is why he bumped into me. I joined in on the conversation, catching up with the people I hadn't seen for a while, letting them know what was new in my world. All of them had heard about the break up and each of them had their own advice.

"Just go out and sleep with whoever while you can!" Roger said, the red panda already having a few too many. His boyfriend, a siamese cat, rolled his eyes and poked him in the belly.

"Like you were in such hot demand, love" He snarked and everyone chuckled.

"Nothing wrong with sowing your wild oats, but you should be careful about just falling into another relationship." Cedric, the older bull, said, his vice slow and careful as ever.

"You'd know all about sowing your wild oats!" I replied with a grin, it was well known he and his partner had an open relationship and the Bull was the one who saw most of the action.

"Like I said, no harm in it!" He laughingly replied with a lewd grin and a wink. "By the way, Leon, if you ever want some oats sown..."

"That's enough of that." Terry chimed in smoothly, his timing as perfect as ever. "Steve's almost done cooking, so lets move out to the balcony shall we?"

Our host's had a wonderfully large balcony and tonight had set up a dining table on it. They had even got one of those gas heaters they have at outside restaurants set up so the chill of the evening air wouldn't be too bad. I still grabbed my jumper just in case. I ended up sitting across from Steve and between Terry and David, so no matter which way I looked I was surrounded by guy who had seemed overwhelmingly eager to kiss me.

The dinner was superb, turkey and ham and lamb all dressed and spiced perfectly served with glazed carrots, mint peas, roast pumpkin and potato. It was, as always, amazing and Steve had outdone himself. Of course I had a few distractions from the meal. David turned out to be a very intelligent and funny man and I found myself warming to him very quickly. At the same time though I had Steve's large foot paws rubbing along my leg while he continued talking to anyone and everyone.

It was the single most bizzare Christmas I had ever had, and at the same time I wouldn't trade it for the world. Time passed by quickly and far too many bottles of wine accumulated on the table before a large pavlova appeared on the table. Truth be told I don't even really like pavlova but I was touched that the bear had decided to make something from my home for us to have for dessert.

It was about one or just before it when everyone else had left and it was just our host's David and myself left. David had slowly been moving closer to me all night and now our legs were softly pressed together, his large muscled limb dwarfing mine and feeling nice. Eventually he glanced at his watch and sighed.

"I should be heading home, I've got work tomorrow." He said standing up. As he stood I could clearly see a bulge in the front of his trousers his he quickly adjusted to hide away, not that it did much good. "Thank you for having me Terry, Steve. Nice to meet you Leon."

"It was good having you." Steve rumbled as Terry stood up from their snuggling.

"I'll see..." Terry started and then blushed and held his stomach. "Actually, Leon can you see him out? I need to go..."

"Sure, no problems." I replied, perhaps a too eagerly, and stood up. It's not like he needed help getting to the front door it was only a right turn after all, but I did want to see the big boar off. We walked together, still making that awkwardly close yet unfamiliar body contact as we walked, his body brushing against mine. As we walked down the hallway to the front door I glanced up to see the mistletoe. I took a deep breath and then grabbed the boar by the wrist and pulled him to face me.

"You O..." He started and then the rest was muffled as I leaned up on my toes and pressed my lips against his for the second time that night. He moaned softly as I pushed forward, the dull pressure of his tusks pressing against my cheeks as I let my tongue slowly push forward to rub over his lips which parted to let me in. I moved in closer and slipped my arms around him as I pushed deeper into the kiss, hungrily desiring more and more of the boar as he started to kiss back just as eagerly.

I lost track of how long we were there but finally pulled back panting softly for air, the boar doing the same. I could feel the heat of his maleness pressing against my lower belly and my own bumping his leg as I stepped back.

"So..." I said and then didn't really know what else to say. I wanted to go home with him, I wanted to take him back to my place. I wanted to kiss more and then I wanted to...

Well, it doesn't really need saying does it?

He reached down and slipped his hand into my pocket and I blushed, wondering what he was up to. He pulled out my phone and tapped it a few times and then blushed and pointed it at me.

"I wanted to be all suave and put my number in your phone, but you've got a PIN." He chuckled, his smile getting even wider. I put in my PIN and watched as he put in my number. I started to reach into his pocket and he gave me a soft kiss and pushed my paw away.

"No, you've got my number. The ball's in your court, OK?" He said softly, resting nose to nose.

"Sure, would tomorrow be too soon?"

"Half an hour wouldn't be to soon." He said and then gave me another soft kiss. "But, uh, let's take it a little slower than that, please?"

I just nodded and then we stood there like mutes just staring at each other for what felt like a small, awkward, eternity until he finally took another step towards the door. I stood there and watched as he left, I hadn't felt this hopeful any time over the last three months. I'd had a few dates, but no one who had seemed right, and no one near as hot.

I had a bit of a skip in my step as I returned to the loungue room and then almost tripped over at the sight before me. Terry was still nowhere to be seen but there was more of steve than I had ever seen before. He still had the red jacket on and a red santa hat but from the waist down he was completely nude. Unlike his partner who I had seen at the gym a few time's I had never seen Steve naked and it was quite the sight.

It was big, black, big, shiny, big, thick and big. It was flaccid and yet the word coming to mind was still 'big'. He didn't have a sheath either so it was just that thick wrist black monster was resting over a proportionally large pair of white furred orbs. Even as I watched it was starting to stiffen, not growing in size but just starting to jut from his body.

"Why don't you come and sit in Santa's lap?" Steve rumbled, his voice even deeper than normal. Despite the fact I knew he was putting it on I felt my spine shiver and my fur stood on end along my arms and legs. Slowly i walked forward fearing that this might be some kind of weird dream that would disappear if I ran. Finally I was in front of him and I moved to sit in his lap but he tutted softly and shook his head.

"A bit over dressed there aren't you?" He said, letting his deep voice roll over me.

My fingers were already unbuttoning my shirt when a thought came into my head. "What about Terry?"

"What about me?" I heard from behind me and then felt paws moving around my waist and undoing the button holding them up. I felt warm air along the back of my neck followed by soft lips as my pants fell down leaving me in just a pair of blue boxer briefs, my slightly pudgy belly making me somewhat self conscious.

"Even cuter than I thought." Steve rumbles out, his large paw working along his shaft. With his paw there it looked almost average, but when you remember that his paw could take both of mine and close around them you realised how big he really was. I could feel something hot pressing into my back and I wondered just how well his husband compared.

"Been planning this a while?" I asked and then gasped as the soft fingers behind me dipped into my boxers and drew them down. I winced as it caught my boner and pulled it down, causing it's short length to bounce up and slap against m before hanging straight out in front of me. I say small but it's average, however compared to Steve's monster everyone i had been with was small.

"It's my Christmas present to you." Terry said softly from behind me. I still hadn't seen him but by the feel of it he was at least as undressed as Steve if not completely bare like me. I gasped as his fingers wrapped around my shaft, stroking it firm and slow, learning the contours and edges of my cock by feel. My shaft swelled and I felt it pulse which just made the wolf loosen his grip, he didn't want me getting too excited too soon.

"Just yours?" I replied as a spare hand moved up to tweak my left nipple. I shuddered and whined, my nippples being a real weak point.

"Well it was his idea." Steve replied with a grin. "But my gift was getting David here."

"You set that uu... ohhhhhhh...." I started to reply and then lost my words as I felt a hot slick tip probing under my broad tail, not trying to push in but just grinding up and down along my crack.

"But we can't have you going off on a date with him having three months of abstinence under your belt." Terry said as he slowly moved his paws from my aching cock and nipple to my shoulders. Slowly he pressed down and I just buckled, falling onto my knees right in front of Steve's rigid shaft. I watched as the ebar continued to stroke the thick shaft and then let it go, it's weight dragging it down to face me, the thick black glans oozing and the scent of man wafting right into my nostrils.

"Hey, Leon." Steve said and I looked up to his grinning face and then to the hand he was holding up. In it was a sprig of green with white berries. "Mistletoe."

I didn't even need the mistletoe this time, in fact none of the kisses had needed mistletoe, it had always been a convenient excuse. Given the circumstances though we didn't need an excuse and I just leaned forward and licked across the wide glans, my tongue getting covered in his sweety, salty pre. Steve groaned and more of his viscous pre oozed forth along my tongue which I eagerly lapped up. The thick scent of male bear filled my nostrils and I groaned in pleasure, my cock leaking onto the tiles beneath me.

My tail was lifted up and left to lie along my back as Terry worked my rump, spreading and squeezing my rump cheeks slowly and carefully. Then he held them open and I grunted as I felt the slick heat of the wolf's tip pressing against my ring. He didn't ask for permission because at that point I was lapping along his husband's prick like it was.. well, it was Christmas. Permission was kind of a given at that point and so with a grunt he started to push forward.

Terry's dick was not thick, nor was it long, critically I would have to say it was average. But it's hard to remain critical when the owner of an average dong was your hips in your paws and has slid himself into the hilt so perfectly you find yourself thrusting back wanting more. I could feel his balls rubbing my taint as he slowly rocked back and forth, getting me used t having him inside me, his strong athletic body able to hold himself deep without tiring.

Suddenly Steve's dong appeared even bigger as he raised his hips and pressed it towards my mouth. He didn't ask, but he didn't need to, and I opened my mouth wide. I was surprised that I could take it to be honest, and it strained my jaw but once the head was resting on my tongue I couldn't help myself, I need more. The bear's grunts echoed around the room as I pushed down, taking inch after inch until over half the black monster was in my mouth and down my throat. I don't know how I didn't gag, maybe there wasn't room to gag, but I started to bob up and down.

"Fuck, he likes it..." Steve rumbled out, his cock swelling, pulsing and vibrating within me as he spoke.

"You just wait until you get back here, love." Terry replied, grunting as he started to thrust. I tried to moan but all I did was make a faint noise around Steve's massive prick. Terry was a master at what he was doing, his thrusts quick, hard and to the point and then changing into slow, broad strokes, exploring my rump as though there were hidden treasures inside. I always thought I knew my ass, that approaching thirty no one would be able to surprise me all that much in the bedroom without producing props. Terry proved me dead wrong and also went on to do a separate thesis about how a guy with an average tool can beat a guy hung like a horse any day.

"Ok, here it comes." Terry grunted out after a good ten minutes of schooling me about my rump. I had been eagerly sucking, slurping and slobbering over the polar bears schlong, my throat aching a little but always wanting it back in there. I felt the wolf speed up, his hips slapping against him and his large nut sack rubbing against my taint. Finally with a deep grunt the wolf pressed deep and held himself. I could feel his prick swell as he left his load inside me and then gasped as he pulled back.

"Mmmm, ok, my turn now Leon. Turn around..." Steve said, easing my head up off his shaft. I looked down at it and then up at him to see if he was serious. I couldn't see even the faintest traces of joking on his face though, he really wanted to fit that thing inside me, a thought which filled me dread and desire.

"It's all in your head." Terry said as he appeared by my side and helped me to my feet. "If I can take it so can you.". I looked him over and blushed, somehow completely naked with his cock hanging limp from his sheath he still manage to look in control. He slowly turned me around so I was looking at him as Steve shifted in his seat so his legs were on either side of me, his cock pointing straight up at the ceiling.

I will admit I was worried, it had been a while and though Terry had done a great job loosening me up and dusting away the cobwebs Steve was a giant amongst bears. I felt his paws along my back and then on my hips, stroking and squeezing and not even applying pressure.

"Just take all the time you need." He says and that is what sells me. Slowl I start to lower myself back, breathing slowly as my thighs tense up and then I feel it there against my rump, the huge black shaft. Steve groan softly and adjusts it, shifting it through my crack until I can feel it pressing there against my opening. It was just so big, so thick, I tightened up.

If it hadn't been for Terry I never would have taken it, but that wolf knew what to do. He and his husband didn't often fool around, i didn't even know they did before they started putting the moves on me, but they had done so enough over the years that Terry knew taking Steve was a mission and a half. He dropped to his knee's and smiled up at me before opening his mouth and swallowing me to the base. I gasped in shock as he took it all in one mouthful, I'm not huge but on the bigger side of average and most gagged a little at first when they did that. But the midnight black wolf just took it all and started to suck.

My hole weakened as pleasure spread through my body and then, with a grunt from Steve and a gasp of surprise from me I felt the head sink into me. There was a lot of pain, I'm not going to lie, I can only imagine it was like getting fisted. I know I went flaccid in Terry's mouth, but the wolf didn't give up, his tongue rolling along the underside of my shaft, his paws reaching up and toying with a nipple until I started to stiffen again, the pain no longer just pain but instead a weird mixture of pain and pleasure that was just intense.

I bit my lip as I sunk down his shaft, each inch a cause to celebrate but leaving so much more to take As I slid down though I realised his cock was like a bat, thickest just after the top and then tappering down thinner. It took a long time and a lot of work on Terry's behalf but both of us gave a grunt of surprise as I felt myself come flush against Steve's groin.

"There you go, knew you could do it." Steve rumbled, leaning up and kissing along my neck and ears, biting the back of my neck playfully. "Only you, Terry and two other guys have taken it all before. Moment I saw you sucking it though I knew you'd have it all inside you."

I was too much in shock to reply to that but then Terry had let go of my shaft and was slowly rising up, kissing along my belly, chest and then stopping at my lips. His own cock was hard again and bumped against mine as he kissed me, longingly and deeply. I glanced down to look at it and it was as jer black as the rest of him, slightly thicker than mine but shorter by an inch. He then slowly turned around and bent over, hiking up his tail to show a truly marvelous rump, something he had worked for at ages at the gym.

Without saying a word the wolf moved back until my cock was resting against his rump. Steve reached forward and took me in paw, stroking me up to full hardness before aiming me at the, well ok it wasn't tight but it was hardly loose either considering what Terry had to deal with, ring. Terry grunted and then ground back which made me grunt as all six of my inches sunk into the wolf without a trace of discomfort. My eyes slipped shut as I drank in the pleasure, the heat around my dick, the heat buried deep inside me. It was only a voice that broke me from my reverie.

"Go on, Leon." Steve whispered into my ear. "You're in charge now."

I didn't need to be told twice and without thinking about it my paws gripped Terry's hips and held him in place as I pushed myself up off Steve and further into him. Dual waves of pleasure ran over me and then did so again as I pulled back. It was so hard to concentrate that any skill or talent I may have had in the bedroom was lost and I was back to fucking like a teenager, thrusting away blindly and without a clue. The noises both Terry and Steve were making though made me feel sure I was doing pretty well.

After only slightly more than a minute though I was at my edge and I called out as such, my voice ragged and uneasy. Steve grunted out that he was close too and Terry just told me to keep going. Again and again I hammered against his rump while steve started to move his hips too until I cried out and buried myself to the hilt within the black wolf, shooting my load deep inside him. Less than ten seconds later Steve was doing the same, holding himself deep inside me and filling me where I had never been filled before.

We held the position for a few minutes afterwards, all of us too exhausted to move, until finally Terry slid off me and then helped me off Steve. I won't lie, afterwards with all the sexual endorphins stopping it hurt like the buggery it had been, but was totally worth it. Steve then stood up as well and wrapped an arm over each of our shoulders and led us to the bedroom.

"Now, why don't we all have a sleep and then in the morning you two can stuff my stocking." He said with a grin. At that point i was far too tired to comment on the awful pun.

* * *

6 days later.

It was a few minutes to midnight and I was back at Terry and Steve's place. I had worried that what we had doe might have changed things between us but there was no weirdness at all. It had just been a night of fun physical pleasure, after all nothing could come between that couple, could there?

Alas things with David hadn't gone so well. We had organised a date and were having a lovely dinner when half way through he got called away by family. I had tried to call him but had just got voice mail or a busy signal. I had seen enough sitcoms to know what that meant, even if Terry and Steve were still telling me not to give up on him it was hard not to. But life was good, you know? A new year, lots of prospective fun in front of me and I had my health.

The night's air was cool and calm and I decided that really the rest of the year could be like this and I could be happy. You are supposed to spend new years eve doing what you will be doing in the new year after all.

From the city below and the TV inside it rang out.

10!

Then the other people inside joined in with it

9! I could hear people moving around to either see the fireworks on tv or be with their loved ones, the apartment not faccing the fireworks.

8!

There was the sound of a door being shut hard and fast inside, not slammed but obviously the person was in a hurry. Probably Terry rushing to Steve or vice versa for the kiss.

7!

Laughter from inside as I heard someone trip over the sofa or some such.

6!

The person got up and I could hear him apologising. The voice was deep and familiar but I couldn't place it.

5!

I heard the balcony door open but didn't turn to look, it was probably Roger and his boyfriend.

4!

Foot steps came up behind me and stopped.

3!

There was a familiar scent in the air, sweet and yet masculine.

2!

I was turned by strong yet gentle hands to see a very handsome face with slightly longer scruffy red hair on top and a huge smile.

1!

He moved in slowly, and for a moment I wondered if the kiss would arrive in time, if I'd be left in the new year forever waiting for a kiss that belongs to future me.

Bugger future me, I pushed up and...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!