Sometimes I think it's only my love for her that brought me through. Every time we went down range, when every step could be your last, all I could think about is how I have to get back to her.

And I made it. Only a couple of scars to show. On the outside that is.

But it makes you appreciate what you have. I got dealt a plate full of serious. I don't fuck with life the way I used to.

She's everything to me. I'm more in love with her than ever. And love does heal things, over time. I can tell you that's true.

We had a conversation, lounging in bed one day, about spontaneous orgasms. Is it possible? That is, cumming with just the power of your mind? A true mind fuck. It was funny that we'd both tried when younger, before we knew each other. Lying in bed, trying to make ourselves cum without touching. Thinking of all kinds of visuals, trying to make ourselves get over the hump, trying to let go. Neither of us were successful. I got close, I remember. Felt that ache, but couldn't get further. Hell, we're all so used to using our hands now, and toys, maybe looking at porn, starting real young. Makes it easy. Maybe it's a lost art.

Didn't take me long to forget about that conversation.

A few weeks later we got home after visiting friends, looking forward to bed together. I had just come out of the shower.

"Get rid of your towel and let me have a good look at you, my darling," she said. She was sitting on the tiled ledge beside our soaker tub. Looking killer beautiful as ever.

"Where do you want me?" I said with a grin, tossing the towel aside.

"Just stand here in front of me."

"Like this?"

"At ease soldier, wrists behind your back. That's right, and legs a little wider."

"This good, sir?" I said, grinning bigger.

"Yes good. And close your eyes," she said.

I did.

"Do you love me?" she asked, speaking slowly.

"Of course, I love you," I answered.

"With all your heart?"

"Yes, with all my heart."

"Then say it again, and mean it."

"I love you with all my heart, my love!"

"And do you love me with all your mind?"

"Yes, I love you with all my mind."

"And do you love me with all your body too?"

"Yes, I love you with all my body also!"

"Then I'm going to accept your cock as evidence of your love."

"I like that idea, my love."

"I want you to show me, with your cock, without touching it, how much you love me."

I waited for her to explain how.

"I want to see your cock filled with love for me. I want it so hard with love for me that I know it's true."

I felt my cock shift slightly.

There was a surge of telltale warmth.

"I want you to answer 'yes, my love' to whatever I say," she said.

"Yes, my love."

"Would you do anything for me?"

"Yes, my love."

"Have you given your life to me completely?"

"Yes, my love." My cock was filling, starting to rise.

"Do you promise to love me in every way possible?"

"Yes, my love." The warmth was surging.

"Then show me the strength of your love, my darling, by the hardness of your cock."

"Yes, my love." My cock throbbed upward. My chest became tight.

"Are you out-of-control in love with me?"

"Yes, my love." I gasped.

"Then I want your cock out-of-control hard for me."

"Yes, my love."

"Is your heart completely mine, for now and forever?"

"Yes, my love."

"Then make your cock completely hard with love for me!"

"Yes, my love." I felt each heartbeat inflate me more.

"Would you be proud to show the world how much you love me?"

"Yes, my love!"

"Then fill your cock with proud love for me."

"Yes, my love." The skin on my cock was tightening, stretching. It ached from swelling so fast.

"I want to see the intensity of your love for me."

"Yes, my love." It was very erect now.

"I want every ounce of your love for me to flow into your cock."

"Yes, my love." My cock was pulsing.

"I want it harder than ever before!"

"Yes, my love!"

"Does your cock ache with love for me?"

"Yes, my love," I gasped. It did.

"Can you feel your love for me?"

"Yes, my love!"

"Are you mine?"

"Oh yes, my love!"

"Will you pleasure me until the day I die?"

"Oh yes, my love!" I felt all the roots of my cock's attachment to my body, it was so stiff.

"Will you do anything for me?"

"Oh yes, my love!"

"Is your cock, my cock?"

"Oh yes, my love!"

"Does every drop of your cum belong to me?"

"Oh yes, my love!"

"Is every drop of your cum evidence of your love for me?"

"Oh yes, my love!" The ache was intense.

"Then let your love come out!"

"Oh yes, my love!" The ache was spreading.

"Fill my cock with your love and let it overflow."

"Oh yes, my love!" I groaned.

"Feel the ache of your love and give it to me."

"Oh... yes... my love!" The ache was in my guts now.

"Give me all of your love!"

"YES...!" I cry.

And then, without a hand laid upon me, loving her with every ounce of my being, I exploded.

She took me into her mouth as I finished.

Lost art found.