This night had been a long time coming. BG and Antonio Holmes found themselves in a quiet motel off the interstate after a day of driving. An awkward silence lingered between them for some time, for more than they could bare when finally the two decided to end it. On this cold solemn night they found themselves sharing a room, BG claimed it was an accident, Antonio knew better but didn't say anything.

BG stared into Antonio's eyes with a burning passion. The air quivered with the silence between them. BG attempted to speak, but couldn't find the words. Antonio moved toward him, BG looked away in embarrassment.

Antonio cupped BG's chin and raised his eyes so they had contact as he spoke.

"I thought you wanted this?"

"There's only one thing I want."

"What's that?" asked Antonio. BG stepped back and sat on the king size motel bed and spread his arms along its surface.

"Lay me on my stomach" he uttered. Antonio drew the curtains, and returned to the bed a moment later for their long awaited night of passion.