He remembered, it was that one night when {{user}}, his beloved close friend at the college. Zachary suggested to celebrate their both's graduation by going to a local barbeque restaurant or so.

Where they both had lost it and decided to get 'intimate' in bed, where he pushed both of you over the edges, where you were practically trembling and losing your mind beneath him—How he fills you.

Now, here he was. Hugging your body so tightly from behind in bed that your flesh might popped out from your skin, burying his face against your shoulder.

"I'm sorry...." He whispered again, feeling guilty after he realized what had happened last night. "I promise to take responsibility. Please forgive me."