For years he had had felt this way. He'd never let on, but it interested him. There's no greater incentive to give something a go, than an awareness of small-mindedness. "Don't knock it `till you've tried it" was a motto he held dear to him. So, opening his mind during puberty, Dan, as opposed to his classmates, had experimented with his sexuality; he'd wondered and thought about all aspects of sex and sexual identity, and found it superbly stimulating.
Given his situation, a homophobic father, a man who never touched his son, and a neurotic mother, a woman that even secretly worried about the sexuality of the man she had spent nearly thirty years with, it was not surprising.
Now, at twenty-six and being confronted with an opportunity however, Dan was not quite sure as to how he should react.
Let me put you in the picture. Dan was still a virgin as far as sex with the same sex goes. He'd lived the whole experience in his mind before, many times, but knew nothing of how it actually felt. Let me also tell you something, the author of this story knows how he feels, and wants to experience Dan's story; this is your authors fantasy.
Holiday's should bring out the best in people don't you think?
My idea of paradise is a place where I know that there's no prior knowledge of my existence. A place where I get no knowing glances, where there are no skeletons in my closet and where no action I take will leave skeletons ready to spring out. No holds barred.
Dan lay on his bed.
His holiday had been great and this was the final night. The boy on the floor of his apartment had been good company, though he was only seventeen, a full nine years younger than Dan. They had met because Dan was alone on this holiday; it was the sabbatical that he had always wanted to take, to a quiet place where he could recharge. Paul, the boy on the floor, had been forced to take this holiday by his parents and had latched on to Dan, who had befriended him.
For the entire holiday it had been in the evenings only that Dan had spoken to Paul. The hotel they were in held the only nightlife that Paul's parents allowed him to partake in. As for Dan, he had no desire to go elsewhere for entertainment, as that was not the agenda of his holiday.
During the day Dan had found a beach where sunbathing nude was acceptable and he had managed to read three books during his week of sunshine. His sabbatical had thoroughly recharged his batteries and he felt cleansed of the social stigmas of his life in the city and his stressful work environment. He often escaped from his city, to travel fifty miles to a secluded naturist beach where he could unwind and feel unbridled for a time. He didn't consider it strictly sexual but occasionally other peoples spying glances at his body induced a strange stimulation that he enjoyed and that could last for the entire time he was sunbathing. It was the feeling of horniness that lasted until he could relieve himself at home that he savoured, for getting physically sexually aroused on the beach was strictly taboo.
The first time he had visited a nudist beach had not been the first time that he had tried to. The year before his first visit he had made an effort to get naked in public. The drive he had taken to the very same beach had taken him through a town and unfortunately within it he had had a minor car crash that had put him off for an entire year.
The following year, on a warm summer weekend morning, his decision to go was made almost as soon as he awoke. He packed minimal kit in his car, what do you pack when the purpose of your trip is to get naked? A beach towel, a book, suntan lotion and a bag to keep his clothes in was all that he could think he would need. The route was easy as he was aware of the approximate position of the beach. However, it took a good hour once in the area to find the place. It was on a very quiet road and was blocked from the public's view by a large wall.
Throughout the journey to the beach Dan did not know what he would do when he got there. He didn't fear being seen naked; he simply feared that that he may not be able to withhold from being seen erect.
On arrival, Dan peered over the wall, spying many naked bodies soaking up the sun. Without thinking he scaled the wall and jumped down onto the noisy shingle of the beach. He walked into an open spot, in clear view of the other beach goers. He laid his towel out like he had been there a thousand times before. Everything he did was like a rehearsed plot. He sat on the towel and removed his shoes and socks, his shorts and boxers and finally his t-shirt, he took off his clothes quickly and without thinking what he was doing until he was completely naked; he then lay on down on his stomach with the book in his hand.
Now, admittedly, for that initial fifteen or twenty minutes, whilst Dan got to grips that he was naked in public for the first time, he had a hard on; but soon it began to soften and eventually he rolled over onto his side, away from the majority of other beach users. He pretended to read the book he was holding, acutely aware of his semi erect penis, but twenty minutes later, after a few beach goers had walked past with a full view, he was placid enough to roll over onto his back. He put the book down; spread himself out with his arms behind his head. He closed his eyes, let the warm sun touch every part of his body and relaxed. He lay there for four hours and was constantly aware that he was naked but had no trouble in not becoming erect. He heard people walking past and talking, sometimes only ten yards behind him, but he didn't move a muscle, he just enjoyed the sun and the attention. He pictured the people looking at him and it excited him, he enjoyed the feeling of freedom and social release. That was his awakening to nudist sunbathing.
That was a true account of my first time at a nudist beach in every detail except the actual feeling. You really ought to try it to see what I mean. Now back to my fantasy and enough about the real me.
The evening had been a good one, full of the typically cheesy last-night entertainment that all-inclusive hotels provide in the hope of catering to the lowest common denominator. The guests had participated willingly in the limbo and subsequent lessons in the local dance style. Dan had spent the evening by the bar and had watched Paul's parents get ever more drunk on the free booze that was available. His father was a raucous fat man, full of his own self-importance and obviously wealthy. Paul had inherited some of the better qualities that his father possessed and he spoke his mind and got what he wanted when he tried. Paul had danced for a bit but Dan found Paul sitting on a stool next to him early in the evening, sipping on a beer.
Paul didn't drink much, not like other boys of his age. His father's weakness for the drink and his mother's weakness for not stopping his father taught him that excess of that particular vice is not a good thing. He liked getting to the stage where his inhibitions lessened, only then on this night could he forget the tight control that his parents had over him.
Dan felt that much the same way, only he felt that it took him more drink to get to the same state. He would drink until he smiled and leave it at that, topping up as the night went on. His close friends might have looked on this opinion differently, but that was what he felt of himself.
Sometime into the evening Paul disappeared, reappeared, and soon afterwards Dan was aware that Paul's parents were not longer around. By this time the bar-staff were serving triples of their free booze to everyone who asked for a drink in the hope that the excess alcohol would ensure an early night for all concerned. Most of the guests at this point didn't notice that this was the case but Dan and Paul had spoke of this practice earlier in their holiday and had ensured that they were not treated in this fashion.
Paul obviously looked up to Dan. His eagerness to listen to Dan's ideas and his lack of one-upmanship had surprised Dan early on in the holiday. Dan had noticed that in Paul's relationship with another twenty-something male at the resort Paul would be constantly defending himself. Dan saw the contrary in their relationship and felt he was held in high regard by Paul, almost revered but at very least respected by the teenager.
The two of them had sat by the bar until everyone else had left and the music had stopped and then decided to go their separate ways to bed. Dan had gone to his room and drunkenly undressed and got into bed. After a few minutes Dan's unlocked door had opened and Paul had explained that his parents were fast asleep and he couldn't get into his room. Paul was therefore bedding down on Dan's floor, covered in the few spare sheets needed in the tropical heat.
"Dan?" Paul said from the floor of the room.
"Yea?" Dan replied with his eyes closed.
"Do you want to keep in touch after we leave here?"
"Sure," said Dan.
"Really?" said Paul, like a child treated to a gift.
After a pause Dan spoke again. He considered his reply and recounted his experiences of holiday relationships to Paul in a well-meaning and factual manner. His intention was to let the boy down gently; to give him no false hope and to impart the knowledge that he had, without telling him that the chances that they would stay in touch were slim.
The seventeen year old lay on the floor smiling to himself. He heard all the things that Dan said to him, understood the metaphors he was using to describe this and that about relationships and friendships. He wondered what Dan meant when he said that life took a person many places and that the many people that were met in those places could help to open doors. It was a surreal experience for Paul as he had one thing on his mind and yet this was like courting a girl.
He toyed with his penis, still flaccid under the summer trousers that he was wearing. His hand brushed the tip of it slightly and knocked his foreskin around, moulding it slightly to his touch, like warm blue-tack. Paul smiled to himself again, wanting this older man to fall for his boyish charm.
"Dan" he said with questioning in his voice.
Dan slurred a simple "yes Paul?"
Paul waited again, leaving a pregnant pause before asking another probing question.
"If we're never going to meet again, and you knew that nothing within this room would go any further, what's the one thing that you would to ask me?"
Dan propped himself up on his arm in his bed and looked down through the darkness of the room towards Paul. He moved as if he had an answer but could not formulate it coherently in his mind and so lay back down.
Paul realised that Dan was very drunk and so stopped talking for a while.
Dan desperately tried to sober up, wanting to answer the question and so not seem a fool. It was not that he had an answer in mind; that would come later; first he had to be able to speak, and then think of an answer to the question asked.
Paul spoke up again.
"I think my question would be probing," he said, smiling to himself. He wanted to play with Dan for as long as possible.
"So what would you ask?" said Dan, still lying down.
"I'd probably go for something sexual, you know, like .. umm .. how do you prefer to do it? Missionary? On-top? Doggy style? In the vagina or up the arse?".
Dan laughed. "Paul, how many times have you actually done it to let you ask a question like that? You're only seventeen for gods sake!"
Paul smiled again to himself and stroked his slowly lengthening manhood, the foreskin now pulling tight around the shaft and no longer a plaything in itself. It pulsed in his hand.
"I'm not speaking of me Dan" he said slowly and paused, "I'm interested in you."
"Enough times to like it" said Dan, pleased with his answer. The nauseating wave of drunkenness that had impaired his speech had eased and now allowed him to respond without too much trouble.
"I've done it too" replied Paul from the floor. "But it was a little too rushed to be considered full sex".
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I gave a girl a massage and then had sex her, then got dressed again. She thought it was a mistake."
"Ohh", said Paul, wary of getting too deep into this conversation with the youngster.
"She liked the massage though, said it was the turn on that led to the sex. We're still friends but I haven't massaged her since."
"There'll be plenty of time." Said Paul sleepily.
"I know," replied Dan quickly, "but I want to experience things before I settle with a girlfriend. She ran from me because of that, but to be honest I was pleased, I thought that as we'd had sex she'd want some sort of love thing and I didn't. There's too much I want to try."
"Do you know." He continued. "When I was fifteen I went to a busy road that we have running past our house and stripped off for all the cars to see me. I was too far back from the road for them to really see unless they were actually looking, but if they were I would have been there, naked in the bushes."
Paul was very turned on now, and was gently pulling at his penis under his sheets.
"Do you really think you should be telling me this?" said Dan, more alert now.
"Why not?" said Paul chirpily, "We're never going to see each other again, right?"
Dan didn't respond.
"Anyway, I had a good wank in those bushes, but I only did it once and then the thrill was over. I've often gone into the woods and stripped off, then run away from my clothes. It started that the thrill was just to get my clothes off, in case I was seen. Then I had to move some distance from them for that same thrill, and the distance increased. I've never been caught."
"Paul," said Dan, incredulous, but aware that Paul was telling the truth when he said they'd never meet again. "This holiday for me is all about going to a nudist beach and enjoying the feelings of freedom that it holds. I've never done the things you speak of, but I guess that I get the same pleasure out of it as you do."
"You mean that you'll let other people see you naked without getting a hard on?" replied Paul, surprised.
"The more the merrier" replied Dan, under his breath.
"Wow, I don't think I'd be able to hold it down. I often think about what I would do if someone saw me. I sometimes wonder if someone who didn't approach me might have already seen me. It doesn't bother me being seen, in fact I'd like it, but I think the law may have something to say about it."
"Yes, I'd agree." Said Dan.
After a short pause Dan said "Have you massaged any other girls then?" his defences slackened by Paul's recent revelation.
Paul smiled to himself.
"I trained to do it as part of my physiotherapy course, so I've massaged many people. They all say I was excellent." He boasted in a mock fashion.
"Is that how you got to do this girl? Practicing for the course?"
"No, that was just for fun and enjoyment. It was a very soft, sensual massage, lightly touching her skin and I think it just got out of hand. It's a difficult massage to describe but I could show you if you like."
"That's okay," replied Dan, unaware of Paul's hidden agenda. But Paul was forceful now, he had Dan where he had wanted him the whole week and was moving in for the kill.
"No, it's no trouble." he said, sitting up and moving over on his knees to kneel beside Dan's bed. "Come on, you'll like it. Lay on you're back and pull the sheets down to your waist. Pull them as low down as you want."
Dan looked up at Paul but didn't move and said "No, it's okay, I've...". But he was cut short.
"Now come on Dan, what's wrong with you, massages are excellent fun. Come on." He said and started to pull on the top of Dan's sheets.
Dan's hands gripped the sheets to his neck, but after Paul's repeated pulling and the feeling that he looked stupid being so self-reserved, he submitted, and rolled onto his back, pushing the sheet down to a respectable level just under his belly button.
Paul smiled to himself. He had lied about the entire thing. He was studying something far less sensually attractive than massage and had never stripped off in public. His story and Dan's resulting admission had confirmed what he had suspected. "The thing was that Dan had no tan line," he had noticed some days previously and that had made him draw the only conclusion that there could be. He had also never done it, with a girl or a man, but if his other suspicions were true then he may take the first step this evening, and start the journey into manhood.
Paul could just make out Dan's naked upper body in the moonlight from outside of the room. He lifted his hand and brought his middle finger down at the bottom of Dan's neck. He held it there without moving it for a second, and then very slowly moved it down the centre of Dan's chest through his light covering of hair. When it levelled with Dan's nipples he began to bring it towards himself and stopped once again when it covered Dan's nearest nipple. Then, in a circular pattern he looped slowly and gently around the nipple in ever widening circles, still using just the tip of his middle finger.
When the circle was wide his finger moved diagonally across Dan's chest and he circled inwards towards the other nipple. Upon reaching it he held his position there for another second before moving his finger in towards the centre of Dan's chest once again and back up to the neck.
Only when his single finger reached the top of Dan's neck did he touch him with a second finger, gently running his first and middle finger up Dan's neck and back down again to his chest.
Dan lay motionless, feeling the snail-trail massage that Paul was giving him. His defences were still up and his enjoyment was tainted. He was not at all relaxed with this situation and wondered if he should stop it, or continue it. His decision to let it continue was because he thought Paul was a trained masseur.
Paul's fingers continued to lightly move over Dan's chest. He toyed with Dan's nipples, circling them, trying to make them harden. They wouldn't, even after much attention, so he slowly moved his hand down below them and traced around the bottom of Dan's rib cage. His full hand opened and using all of his fingertips he lightly brushed his hand over the area he had already explored, again paying special attention to the nipples.
Paul was very aware that if Dan looked closely at him, he would be able to see the erection within his pants pushing itself out. It didn't bother him however, as he wanted Dan to know his intentions soon enough. Moreover, he was gazing intently in the darkness at the region of Dan's own manhood, waiting for the telltale signs of arousal.
Paul's fingers continued to move over Dan's chest and slowly now he traced a line over the bottom of his rib cage. He had performed this massage on himself so many times before when wanking that he knew the light touch and slow progression towards the groin would eventually either turn Dan on, or make him jump up and stop the massage. The trick was to move as slowly down as possible and Paul reckoned that ten minutes of massage would loosen Dan up enough to be ready for the final touch. He moved his fingers down a further inch below the rib cage and swiftly brought them back up to the already touched chest again.
Dan had a great body, especially in the moonlit room. His upper torso had a spattering of hair, with a small amount leading down from below the belly button. Paul's fingers explored the virgin territory of another mans chest and he felt his penis twitch below him. He was stiff as a rock and was dying to show himself off to Dan. He used his free hand to uncover his own tool out of the boxer shorts that were now inhibiting it and gently eased them down over his thighs. He smelt the faintest touch of his own manhood in the air and worried momentarily about it but was relieved that he was exposed and incredibly turned on by the knowledge he was so close to Dan in this way.
Dan was slowly relaxing into the massage, "Paul certainly knows what he's doing," he thought to himself. "I could have done with this on the beach". It was becoming the perfect end to a fantastic holiday for Dan and he raised his arms and placed them behind his head, sighing softly and smiling to himself, almost forgetting Paul's closeness.
Paul's penis stiffened and relaxed, as Dan moved he thought that it was all over. But now Dan's muscular arms lay behind his head, his body relaxed and inviting and Paul admired his physique once again. He traced his hands up and through the hairs of Dan's armpit and then down again, slightly lower than before.
Paul had now reached Dan's belly button and this was where the second phase of his massage began. This was the make or break period, the time that Dan may back off. He was going to have to show his true colours soon, and finish or start this night. He may have to use the key to his parent's room very soon if this went badly.
He gently touched Dan's belly button in a close circular motion. He watched Dan's groin intently for some sign and slowly widened the circle. Dan's sheet was thin but was quite high up, perhaps so high that an erection wouldn't peek out of the top. As he widened his circle he alternated between one fingertip and all of his fingertips and when the circle reached the sheets he traced a line along Dan's belly in line with his covering.
Dan had become oblivious to the person performing the massage he was receiving as it had been ten or so minutes since the start. The alcohol in his system and the relaxing touch had made his mind drift and he was thinking of the beach and his holiday in general. His mind was caught by a nude sunbather he had encountered a few days previously, a German, he thought, a woman in her late forties, playing beach badminton with her son. She had been so comfortable with her nudity she had jumped and bounced around for hours. Her son, a well hung twenty something had swung about the beach and Dan had watched them intermittently whilst trying to appear as if he was minding his own business.
It was not an erotic situation for him then, but thinking of it now, and knowing that he had felt so comfortable nude all week gave him the slightest of arousals. Still oblivious to the situation he was in, but perhaps unconsciously stimulated by the slight touch that he was receiving, he slowly became more aroused by the thought of the nudist beach and its patrons.
Dan was thinking about the men more than the women. Typically the men far outnumber the women on any nudist beach. Men of all shapes and sizes, all naked, showing themselves off to whoever wanted to see. Pierced and tattooed men, fat and thin men, muscled, bald, hairy, tall, short, large, small, perfect men. Dan's erection began.
Paul saw the first twitch appear below the sheets and his own erection pulsated in unison. He knew to wait though, Dan's arousal was only beginning and so he shouldn't just push his hands down to their prize. He continued his circling motion, slowly and with as little pressure as he could he teased the sheets covering Dan's penis further down his body. Dan's penis twitched again and Paul yearned to play with it. But he resisted.
Dan felt Paul's touch low on his body and realised that he was becoming aroused but did nothing. He still hadn't gathered Paul's ultimate motive and decided to let the touch continue and his enjoyment continue. His nudist bathing had made him adept at quelling his urge to become physically aroused and so he applied his beach technique to this situation. It required concentration, but it was worth it to prolong the experience.
Dan was now aware of Paul's fingers as they again traced the line of Dan's sheets, but this time, ever so softly they pushed the sheets down slightly lower on Dan's torso. Dan felt them move but the pleasure of the touch once again stopped him from intruding on the massage. He twitched slightly again but concentrated on lowering his emotion.
Paul was now touching Dan a little above the pubic hairline. He was tantalisingly close, and had never thought he would reach this point. Apart from anything else, he didn't know, when he dreamt up this scene, whether he would want to reach this point. But more importantly, he had never thought of how to really get this man. His plan had never covered how to make the final move and reach the goal.
He was at an impasse and was hoping it would not be a stalemate. His massage had essentially ended and he wanted more than anything to take it to the next level, but he was unable to take the leap.
He continued his massage, for some minutes, querying in his own mind how to move forward. In his thoughts he worked through a number of scenarios but all his explanations and excuses as to why he suddenly took hold of Dan's manhood and put it in his mouth were cheesy. He was dying to do it though. His fingers gently moved back and forth against the lowest point on Dan's body that wasn't covered by his sheet, but he had no reasonable cause that allowed him to fondle another guy without there being a wholly sexual connotation. The young man was, in truth, still scared by the thought of rejection and comforted by the thought of failure.
Perhaps Dan realised then what was going on. He had been concentrating on not becoming erect for some time now and felt Paul's fingers slowly sweeping across his abdomen and back again, no longer massaging the rest of his body. His head was still full of alcohol and random men from the holiday were popping into his mind. His childhood fantasies were coming back to him, and above all, Paul's talk of never meeting again was an unequivocal truth. He considered the situation quickly and made his decision. He very slowly pushed his hands back behind his back, faking a yawn, and curled his toes into the sheet, pulling it down over his pubic region so it came to rest just below the root of his shaft.
Paul's fingers momentarily stopped their massage as Dan stretched himself out, and he looked up into Dan's face. His eyes were closed and he looked very relaxed, almost half-asleep. He watched Dan relax again and thought to himself that perhaps the massage had run its course. His own penis had been losing its hardness for some minutes as he had tried to think of a way to move down further and he almost resigned himself to a near miss.
He gazed at Dan's shoulders, his own fingers toying with soft fur around the older mans belly button and thought about what might have been. He pictured himself cradled in Dan's arms, feeling the strong touch and writhing throughout the night. He looked away from the man below him in annoyance at himself.
He closed his eyes, cursing internally that he didn't know how to get this man; fighting his fears in order to indulge his longing. He grimaced with the thought that he was unable to push the boundaries of himself and cursed his own personality for the conservatism that inhibited him.
After a while though, between his turmoil, he realised he was still circling Dan's belly with his fingers and reasoned that if this massage were going to end he should enjoy every moment of it. Paul opened his eyes and once again looked at his fingers tracing their pattern on Dan's lower body.
Suddenly he realised the change that had taken place. As he became more aware of what had happened his penis began to stiffen as he gazed at Dan's lower region. Dan's pubic hair was dark and almost looked trimmed, but it couldn't hide the bottom of his shaft visible for only millimetres outside of the sheet. The sheet itself was pulled tightly and a faint outline of the slightly semi-erect penis was also showing. Paul's mouth opened and he let out a small and almost inaudible sigh.
He looked up at Dan's face and he thought he saw a hint of the exhibitionist in Dan's closed eyes. The look on Dan's face told Paul the he knew where the sheet was. Dan had pulled it down himself and was now enjoying the thought that Paul could see him.
Paul's fingers once again journeyed down, more confident that he was not thinking alone now. His fingertips brushed over the soft hair above Dan's sex, knowing that they could touch their prize at will if they wanted. He shivered at his discovery; a gorgeous man below him, an actual situation, a real-life sexual come on, his confidence grew.
On the next pass his fingers travelled straight through the pubic hair and touched the base of this other mans penis. His own member pulsated with a mind of its own beneath him as he felt the semi-soft erection against his touch. His mind raced, for this seventeen year old it was as good as losing his virginity. His every sexual fantasy revolved around men and he would soon know whole-heartedly that he was gay. He had been scared of societies reaction, scared of whether he would have the guts to follow this thing through, scared of the way he felt. That touch, that milestone, that proof to himself, that leap, he'd made it.
Dan felt the boys fingers move down him, a tickling sensation coursing through his loins as the slow massage made its way closer and closer to his manhood. As Paul's fingers touched the base of his penis for the first time he gave in to his urge, gave up on his concentration and his penis lifted like a shot, blood pumping to it quickly and making it bigger by the second. He felt it begin to rise as Paul's fingers continued to stroke its base. He felt the cotton sheet tighten around it and hinder it's progress as it stiffened and he brought up his legs, caught the sheet with both of them and pushed it down as far as he could, his erection springing up to attention as it became unshackled.
Paul's finger circled the base of Dan's erection, one on either side and he moved them up quickly and gripped another mans shaft for the first time. He pulled it towards him slowly and then released, he covered Dan's balls with his hand and then pulled them up towards him also. Dan fell in love with this boys touch, soft but not as soft as a girls touch, knowing, adept, strong, sensual, comfortable, and such a turn on.
Dan's eyes opened and turned to Paul, it was the first time he had done so since the massage began and he had to adjust to the light in the room once again. He stared at the boy that was holding his erection and was looking at it with longing and discovery. He admired the young man's naked chest before him, a seventeen year old, still growing into his manly shape and without an ounce of fat on him. His pecks, half of what they would become; his rib cage, still showing through his tight skin. His skin, soft and hairless. His flat belly, as every man would want it with no sign of the love handles that appear with age. Dan's eyes moved ever downwards to the pulsating and hugely erect cock that Paul had been showing him throughout the entire massage.
Paul saw Dan's upper body move and felt the penis and hips under his hand move towards him. He saw the man next to him twist his shoulders and felt Dan's arms around his chest. He saw Dan's upper body rise from the bed and prepared himself for his first real kiss. He nearly melted but stood his ground as the bigger and stronger man came to take him and quivered when the body next to him stopped before it touched his lips. He felt the other man pull him towards the bed and instinctively positioned himself in order to straddle this older man below him. He felt their chests touch first, warm, his was smaller than Dan's. Then their lips met, rough stubble, but it was great, and he swung his knees between Dan's legs, hips in the air. He felt Dan's hands move down his body slowly, strong hands covered his bottom. He saw Dan's shoulders tighten and felt the hands pull his hips down by the bottom. He felt his erect penis going down, and down, to suddenly touch against another equally hard shaft.
Something in his head gave in and all he wanted was to fuck this man above him forever and ever.
His head spun, his wildest fantasy was taking place and he was in it. His penis throbbed as the older man kissed his mouth and hugged him tightly. It was beyond what he had expected and the muscular body below him engulfed all of his senses. He thought about his groin, resting against another mans groin; his chest, pressed against a similar counterpart; his mouth touching and tasting a forbidden fruit; the man in him began to grow.
Dan wrapped his legs around the younger boy and pinned him down against his own body. For so long he had wanted to grip another man, to know what it was like to feel shaft against shaft. He kissed this new feeling deeply and revelled in the release that it was giving him. An awakening of monumental proportions, a rebirth, an orgasm in itself.
He felt manly unlike any time he had made love to a woman, the soft gentle love that he had always given previously. Instead he felt strong. His sexual need boiled in him, so horny he could fight, a primal urge, a need to cum.
Dan rolled over roughly and pulled the younger Paul with him. Paul, submissive, let the older man straddle him and lay back, pinned down by his arms either side his head. Dan's mouth came down towards his quickly and with a snarl the older man bit his lip and then kissed him deeply. Their bodies pressed together once again and Dan released his grip on Paul who swung his arms round and grappled at Dan's back, strong limbs wrestling with one another.
Paul pushed his groin upwards and lifted them both off the bed together, Dan's legs left the bed and he rested on the weight of the younger mans back for a few seconds like a pendulum. They kissed frantically, pressed together, Dan supported by Paul underneath him.
Paul's legs widened to support the man above him and Dan unknowingly knelt between them. Paul moved to lie back down but Dan's hand grabbed at his arse cheek and held him up in the air whilst leaning back into a kneeling position between the boy's legs.
Dan surveyed the body beneath him panting with sexual lust. This beautiful boy was naked between his legs, his back arched, legs around him, penis erect and shooting up like a pillar from his groin, pointing towards the mouth he was just kissing. His other arm whipped round and slapped then gripped Paul's other arse cheek before his head moved towards Paul's groin. His appetite awakened, his need to lick and to suck, to feel and to taste, to experience his unknown, and to give this boy his first blowjob was all that he wanted.
Paul saw Dan above him, a tower, a leaning tower, going down towards his penis. He felt Dan's fingers grip his shaft and pull it towards him. He felt the slight pain and discomfort as his erection bent the wrong way and then he felt Dan's lips encircle the end of his shaft and move down it quickly. Dan's tongue touched his manhood and the warmth of Dan's mouth engulfed his erection. The most amazing feeling he had ever felt flowed through him as this soft, delicate, warm, wet mouth took his length into its safe keeping. Dan took Paul's entire length. He had savoured each rib of Paul's erection as it entered his mouth and the full load was now almost at his tonsils. His urge to devour this boy was raging in him and he sucked Paul's cock in and then moved his head back to create a vacuum in his own mouth. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, it was another man he was sucking off, he shouldn't be doing this, he loved it.
Paul gasped as Dan's tongue flicked against the swollen end of his erection. Dan moved in again, covering Paul's phallus with his lips and cupping it with his tongue as the boy's length deeply entered his mouth. The muscles of Dan's tongue curved and wrapped lovingly around the entering shaft. Dan felt intensely turned on, he knew he was swallowing a boy, some mothers' son, he was taking virginity.
Paul was alive with his passion. His sexual inhibitions had left him and he wanted to ravage this man above him. His cock was pulsating wildly and Dan had it in his mouth, his passion overflowed and as a release he didn't move violently but he arched his back further and stuck his cock into Dan's mouth in triumph of his conquest.
Dan pleasured the young body below him with knowing ease. An instinctive knowledge gained through years of fantasy and personal practice with his hands. This boy's organ was the only thing in Dan's mind. Seeing this boy cum below him and feeling the pulse of the shaft in his mouth was all that he wanted. Dan caressed the muscle between his lips and teeth; this pulsating cock, throbbing against his tongue. He pleasured the boy in Paul, wanting to make the man in Paul cum. He wanted to tastes the result. He looked at the body lying below him and sucked, licked and flicked his tongue over the man he was having sex with.
Paul was in ecstasy, the warmth of Dan's mouth around his shaft was making his emotions sour and he began to feel the telltale signs of his orgasm build inside.
Dan's arm wrapped around the boy's back to support his weight up in the air as his mouth sucked in and out on the shaft and head of Paul's erection. His other hand, still gripping the base of Paul's shaft let go and covered his balls. He knew Paul was close to and orgasm and he pressed forcefully on the root of the penis below the balls, constricting the hard muscle.
Paul felt the strong hand press against his root, but felt no pain. The pleasure that he was feeling was making him go weak and he was practically held up by the man between his legs. His urge to rose in him, higher and higher. He felt his penis contract but the constriction of his root stopped him cumming. He felt another wave of pleasure as Dan's mouth took in his length once again and his loins screamed at him to release but he couldn't cum. Dan's forceful fingers were constricting his shaft and bringing him higher and higher towards ecstasy and he arched his back in pleasure and pain with the orgasm trying desperately to rip through him. He built up and up until he thought he would burst. His jaw locked open but no sound left his mouth and the hairs on his head stood to attention, blood racing through his mind. He boiled and still the orgasm grew until, with incredible force, it exploded and his penis released its load into Dan's mouth. His mind burst, wave after wave of pleasure like he had never experienced before ripping through it; the strongest orgasm he had ever had shooting through his body sending load after load of cum out of his erect cock and into the other mans mouth.
Dan felt the erection swell and pulsate in his mouth and he braced himself for the orgasm. He momentarily thought to pull out but wanted this boy to shoot his load into his mouth. He felt dirty, but sexually dirty not physically dirty. He wanted this boy to enjoy every last second of the rush that he was feeling and he pressed hard on the youngster's root until the last second. Then he let go, knowing that Paul was going to cum no matter what he was doing.
Paul's body convulsed and he pushed his cock further into Dan's mouth. The boy's erection seemed to rise in temperature in his mouth and forcefully a spurt of semen hit the back of his throat. It was hot, something he had not expected, and another powerful spurt shot out of the boy below him. He wrapped his mouth around the shaft so as not so spill a drop as the boy pulsed, filling his mouth with the creamy liquid.
Dan waited until Paul's body had spent it's load and his penis had started to fall before he released his hand from under the boy and lowered his bottom to the bed. He then raised himself up on his knees so he was once again towering over the body below him and swallowed the salty liquid in his mouth purposefully.
Paul lay underneath Dan, looking at the older mans body above him. Dan's cock was raised like a truncheon between his legs and he saw in Dan a sense of achievement from this wonderful night. Paul felt relieved and released from a lifetime of wanting. He watched the older man swallow his cum and lick his lips clean and panted as the last throws of the orgasm left him. He had grown up. He had lived. He had become the man he wanted to be.
Dan's head arched towards the ceiling of the room as if he was going to give a victory cry, but he did not. Paul admired the strong muscles in the older mans body but felt that he was the older mans equal now, like they had grown together to the same level. He felt content, knowledgeable and worldly. He rolled over onto his side between Dan's legs and purred to himself in contentment.
Dan admired the younger body between his legs, like a naked child in the foetal position. His hand went down to the shoulder of his heavy breathing partner and he traced his hand over the tight body to the tight arse he was holding in the air moments earlier. He couldn't believe that he had just given another man a blowjob, he had just lost his virginity and taken another's, it had to be a dream.
He felt spent in himself, drained of sexual energy, partly through knowing what he had taken out of Paul and partly through the sexual awareness he had just gained. He lowered himself slowly behind Paul, his hips and cock pressing against the young arse and the rest of his body pressing itself in close to the man below him. His chest touched Paul's back and his arm wrapped around Paul and hugged his chest. Paul was breathing deeply, regaining strength from the pleasure he had experienced and he brought Paul's arm up to his mouth with one arm and kissed him lovingly.
Neither spoke for a while. Dan gently toyed with Paul's upper body, running his hands over the taught chest and defined muscles of Paul's arms. Dan replayed the sex in his mind while Paul relished the touch and his new sexuality.
Dan's hand moved down to Paul's naval after he had recounted the entire experience to himself and analysed his awakening. He had been turned on since the first time Paul had touched his pubic hair and the thought of Paul's cock against his tongue and teeth was making his manhood throb below him. He wrapped his hand around Paul's waist and pulled him closer. He wiggled his hips, his erection pushing and edging its way between the arse cheeks it rested upon until it was cradled between them as far as it could go.
Paul felt Dan's penis pressing against his arse cheeks and pushing its way between them to rest snuggled in the warmth of his crack. He felt the cock behind him pulsate, and Dan's body snugly press into the rest of his body. His own body yearned for rest, it felt spent of all its energy, but his mind told him otherwise.
He began, very slowly, to move himself up and down Dan's body, to wank this man off using nothing but his arse cheeks.
Dan pushed himself against Paul, gripping the younger man around the waist. His penis was throbbing below him as he felt Paul's buttocks press against his swollen cock. He pushed his hand down quickly to rest between Paul's legs and cover his flaccid penis. It was still wet from the bodily juices that had left it, after Dan's mouth had left it. It was still warm from its visit to Dan's mouth and the loving things that had been performed on it. It started to rise under his hand and Paul bent his neck back to allow their faces to touch. Paul's arm rose and gripped Dan's head as the two of them pivoted against one another.
Paul's penis rose quickly and Dan was soon holding the younger man in his hand as the two of them rubbed against each other. Paul wanted this man inside of him. He wanted to feel his lover push his erection further into his arse and he continually tried to guide the erection between his arse cheeks into position for an inward thrust.
Dan instinctively knew what Paul's intentions were and aided the journey by moving his hips into a position from which he could enter this man. Slowly he felt that his erection was nearing its entrance point and Paul was opening himself for penetration. He pushed harder with each gyration but his penis was not on the mark. Suddenly Paul's hand left his neck and he heard Paul spit on his own palm and move his hand down to lubricate the probing erection. He felt Paul's hand cover his cock in warm juice and aim it towards his opening and he thrust forward when he knew the time was right, to open the warm and tight hole of the man he was with.
Paul gasped as Dan entered him and arched his back forward. Dan pushed into him again, making progress against the tight opening. It hurt him as he still had his foreskin, but the need to engulf this moment overwhelmed him. He thrust violently into the arse in front of him and Paul leant forward and gripped the sheets, feeling the hot cock inside of his arse.
Dan penetrated Paul as much as he could, pushing his hips into the soft cheeks of the younger mans arse. His penis was gripped tightly but he pushed further and further into he hole without withdrawing. He grunted as he pushed, with ever-harder thrusts, entering and filling his lover.
Paul felt pain as the cock entered his arse. He felt a virginal pain from having never been touched where he was being touched. A feeling slightly like constipation but not like it at all. A feeling of pleasurable pain unlike anything he had ever felt before. He opened his mouth wide and opened his legs wider as he allowed the erection behind him to fill up his passage.
Dan pushed and grunted as he fucked the youngster from behind. He pushed himself in and felt dominant over the man he was with. With his cock still inside of Paul, he pushed down on the younger man and moved himself into a position where Paul was lying face down to the sheets and he straddled over him and looked down on the smaller body.
He rode Paul's backside, fucking him hard, sticking his cock up Paul's arse and bringing himself off for his own pleasure not for Paul's. He pushed himself deeper and deeper in with power and passion and loved every thrust that he forcefully applied. He felt a deep sense of power over the body below him and a wanton lust to make himself cum into his partner. He felt an utterly self-centred need to fuck this man with no feelings as to how Paul felt and he pounded with more and more strength, entering the gaping hole in his powerless teenager.
Paul lay there helpless being taken roughly from behind. An incredible sensation was shooting through his body, one of pleasure and pain. It was the closest thing to ecstasy he had ever experienced. He felt taken, defenceless and overpowered by the bigger man above him. He felt like he was the woman in a relationship with a powerful sexual giant. He felt submissive; he had lost control but would willingly allow anything to happen to him. He loved it.
Dan bent forward over Paul, his arms reaching onto the pillows next to Paul's head. He levered himself to give an even deeper thrust and he continually pounded his hips towards the bed. He felt no inkling to cum, the realness of the situation being foremost in his mind. He looked down at the man on the bed, his naked body face down into the sheets, hands gripping the pillow, head buried into it and turned sidewise with an open mouth. His dominant feeling soured and he leant forward and pressed his back against Paul's, thrusting ever deeper into him.
Paul pivoted his head and gasped out towards Dan's face, feeling the hot sweaty body press powerfully against his own. He tried to kiss the lips of the man above him but could not find them.
Dan swivelled his head to press his lips against the younger mans and sucked deeply on Paul's tongue. He lay against Paul's back and slowed his motion into Paul. He was becoming tired. The alcohol and exertions getting the better of him, but the sexual need in him still burned and he kissed Paul's mouth for only a few seconds before he pulled his cock out of its warm hole and grabbed Paul's leg to pull him over onto his front.
He knew Paul was in tune with his thinking and had been throughout the time they had been making love. Though the two of them had not said a word to each other since they had first touched each others bodies, he knew Paul was not uncomfortable with his dominant role.
Dan grabbed Paul's legs and pushed them up towards his head so that his arse was up in the air. Paul's penis was hugely erect and whilst holding his legs forward Dan manoeuvred himself between them and bent down towards Paul's cock. He covered it with his mouth and took as much of its length as he could, savouring the feeling of a pulsating organ between his lips. He pushed Paul's legs against his own head so that the groin of the young man was covering his face. His nose buried itself into Paul's pubic hair he breathed in the scent of Paul deeply. He sucked on the solid member in his mouth and could have easily given him another blow-job as the feeling was fantastic, but he lifted his head and let the cock slip over his tongue, slide through his lips and fall back down, erect between Paul's legs. He looked at it lovingly; it's ridges and veins and the unsheathed head at the top. He admired Paul's pubes and his balls and then he leant down and placed his mouth, as wide as he could, around both the balls and sucked them in. He toyed with them in his mouth, licking the ridges and feeling the two solid juice givers move around against the walls of his mouth and his teeth. Then he let them too pop out of his mouth and he brought his head back away from Paul's groin to kneel upright between his legs.
Once again he looked at his lover, this beautiful man. He was holding Paul's legs in the air and he placed one over each of his shoulders and moved down towards him.
With lust in his eyes he surveyed the willing teenager below. He took hold of Paul's hand, brought it up to his own mouth and sucked the fingers of it slowly as if he were giving a blowjob once again. He saw the expression of longing on Paul's face as he watched his own fingers getting sucked. Dan brought the palm of Paul's hand to his mouth and spat a good amount of lubrication on it before pushing it down to his own groin for Paul to steer it inwards.
Paul grabbed hold of Dan's manhood and covered it with the saliva, wanking it slowly, comfortable with its feel and texture, relishing the feeling of it entering him once again. He pulled the organ towards his outstretched opening and felt his own legs bend over the shoulders of the body coming towards him. He placed the end of the erect phallus in a position from which it could thrust into him and loosened his grip on the long erection.
Dan pushed and entered the hot hole. He looked down at Paul's face as he pushed again and saw a look of pain and pleasure on the handsome features. Paul's eyes were closed and his mouth was grimaced open as Dan once again thrust his way deeper into the tight youngster. He arched his own back to give himself extra leverage as he thrust ever inwards to bury his entire shaft.
Paul watched the man above him entering him. He felt his balls being slapped by the pubic region of his partner and the stiff shaft pressing into his body with every thrust. He wanted this man to treat him like a girl and he wanted to feel like a girl. He wanted this man to ride him as the dominant lover and to get nothing but pleasure out of his body and this lovemaking. He spread his legs and stretched his arms out as if to say `do what you want with me'. He closed his eyes and imagined his strong lover above him.
Dan fucked Paul's arse harder and harder as if it were the less tight opening of a woman's vagina. He looked down at the body spread eagle below him, the look on Paul's face, that he wanting to be fucked and was willingly taking his cock. He looked down to his own cock penetrating the rear of Paul and saw another mans erection sticking right up in front of him. He looked at where he would normally see breasts and saw the defined chest of another man and he looked at the male face; this man allowing his arse to be entered and pounded by his erection. He bounced his hips up and down into this new experience, he admired the views that his eyes were receiving and he relished the feeling of fucking another man.
Paul felt his orgasm begin to rise. The look of absolute submission on Paul's face and his own dominance of the situation started the feeling that was creeping up on him. He realised that he would have quite happily fucked every naked man on the nudist beach throughout the holiday and again saw man after man in his own mind. Naked men, beautiful naked men, the reason he went to nudist beaches. He looked again at the man below him as he pounded away and realised that being here with this virginal seventeen year old was the wildest of his fantasies. Paul's eyes were closed and Dan knew that he had total control of the situation so he rocked faster and faster as the feeling built inside of him. With every thrust in he felt the youngster balls against his pubes and with every motion out he saw the manly body below him. He pushed in and out until the only thing he could think of was the orgasm building in him and his penis pushing into the warm tight place below him. As his hips rocked he closed his eyes for the final few thrust and the pulsating blast of pressure rocketed out of his erect penis into the other mans arse. His penis throbbed, warm jets of cum shooting out of it and all his senses overtaken with their power. His hips pushed as hard as they could into Paul as instinctively he tried to push himself wholly into his lover. He cried out, gasping for air and overtaken with passion, his muscles contracted all at once and he pushed Paul into the bed. He thought of nothing else than his cock in its tight hole and his cum up another mans arse whilst his orgasm rocked through him in wave after wave of all-encompassing pleasure.
Finally Dan collapsed, spent and relieved. His body fell against Paul's and he pressed his head against the other mans, resting on his shoulder. His penis was still inside of Paul's arse and Paul wrapped his legs around him as Dan panted above him. Dan's mind drifted with image after image of naked bodies and he relaxed into the lover below him. After many minutes of lying in this position he withdrew his cock and rolled the two of them over onto their sides.
Dan kissed Paul deeply, the two men pressed together, legs intertwined, Paul had become flaccid, exhausted by their lovemaking and they curled up into each other and hugged the other tightly. Their breathing became attuned with the each other, as they lay, unmoving.
Within only minutes Dan fell asleep. Paul looked at the man that had taken his virginity and kissed his lips lovingly. He wanted this night to last forever but knew that it must end. He concentrated on every part of his own body, pressed against another mans. He made a conscious effort to particularly think of his penis, touching another, flaccid and comfortable. He relived the entire experience in his mind, submitting it to long-term memory to be used as a fantasy for years to come. Then, very quietly, he dressed, kissed Dan goodbye and left. The pair never saw nor spoke to each other again.
The beginning.
I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I have enjoyed writing it. It has taken me nearly three months on and off to write it as I have gone back over various sections multiple times. I have had this fantasy for years and have regularly wanked whilst thinking of it. I am bi-sexual but have never had sex with another man to this date 09/09/2003.
If you have enjoyed this please let me know. I don't want friendship and won't write back, but it gives me a kick to know that someone else has enjoyed something I have written and spurs me on to write more. Please email me at: boy_found_missing@hotmail.com