Things always seem dire when you are by yourself. And I had been by myself for a while. It was lonely and hard. Everything and anything had become tantilising for me. I yearned for the touch of another. In fact the dead rabbit that was hanging from the fire place was starting to look alluring. But I managed to contain myself. It was not long until I would make it to Finland station and could finally have some more stimulating interaction.

After my long exile in Siberia I yearned greatly for that touch. My lust was insatiable and the first person that met me when I was alone was going to be mine. No matter who they were.

I sat in my study writing yet another letter to the people. Then out of nowhere there was a knock on my door. I stood up lithely and walked over to the door quietly. I had to be careful with the people who were out there. I knew that there were people that would crave to see me dead.

"Whose there?" I asked trying to sound unafraid. I was concerned. I wasn't ready to die yet. After the revolution was complete I knew that I would be able to. I heard feet shuffling out the front.

"It's Trotsky old friend! Let me in. It's been too long." I let him in, my heart fluttering like the wings of a humming bird. I opened the door and saw the hunk of a man that was standing in front of me. Trotsky was looking particularly fine tonight. His glasses were sitting low on his nose highlighting his beautiful eyes. They were dark, deep set and alluring. His beard and moustache was perfectly groomed and neat. He had dressed up to see me.

" Come in here. I've missed you!" I took him into a deep embrace holding him close to me. I kissed both of his cheeks and then planted a wet one on his lips. He looked a bit taken aback.

"What was that Lenin?!" He was shocked and clearly opposed to what I wanted. I would have to make him drunk before I would be able to do anything further with him. I hoped I hadn't offended him too much and that he would stay long enough for me to have my way with him.

" I'm so sorry Leon. It has been so long since I have interacted with a person one on one. Please forgive me and let me make it up to you." I nodded not even needing to reply. I walked him over to my table and set out some shot glasses. I pulled out my best vodka. I poured him a glass and then myself a glass of water. He needed to be drunk but I needed to be coherent to enjoy this.

"Please excuse the Vodka. It's not completely premium. With all for the strikes going on it is hard to get a good standard at the moment." I was kind of ashamed but I knew that he would appreciate it nonetheless.

" That's fine. All I need is a good friend and any sort of alcohol."

We sat talking for hours. I kept giving him more and more drinks and watched him become intoxicated. It did not take that long for him to be past the point of remembering. As soon as he was in this state I led him towards the bedroom.

He was fairly willing to get his clothes of. And I was more than willing to take them off for him. I saw his beautiful hairy body and I couldn't control myself. I ravaged his body!

We took in turns being on top. It lasted a good solid two hours and by the end of it I felt complete and like a whole new person. I could get used to doing this with him. It was more fun than I had had in a while.

I lay wrapped in his long strong arms for hours. I did not want to leave his side but I knew that I would have to soon before he awoke other wise he may never trust me again and so we would not have intense experiences like this ever again.

I re clothed his body. Disappointed that I had to cover up his beauty, but I knew that this would be for the better. We both needed it.

I knew the revolution was going to be a long one, but with a man like this by my side there would be no way that I could possibly fail.

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