Billy 3
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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
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Author's Note
Previously
I left later in the morning with the invitation to come back next weekend if I wanted. I was honest to both of them that I had not totally figured out exactly what I wanted and where I was at this moment.
I got a wonderful send off. Thomas gave me a big hug with a sincere 'glad to see you again'. Sean blew me away as he was tending to do these day. As he hugged me, he simply said that I could take my time deciding my next step and to phone him during the week if I wanted to make plans. But it was his final words that moved me the most. "Love you cousin. Glad to have you back."
Lots to think about on the way home but they were not the whirlwind of thoughts of the previous weeks. I was clearly bisexual and possible gay oriented. I slowly figured out that, what I had missed with Robert, was the connection. I had enjoyed the movie and our time together. The sex had been better than good. It appeared that I liked men. I liked their bodies and I liked the interplay in sex. Remembering my tongue on Robert's opening had me hard in seconds. What I wanted now was the connection with someone. I went about the rest of my day and most of Sunday catching up with washing and groceries. All the time, I was considering my feelings and going over what I would do next weekend.
After supper, I decided on what I wanted to do next weekend. I picked up the telephone. Wonder, if he was there or out. He answered. "Hi, it's Will."
Present
"Will, it is great to hear your voice. I have thought about how you were doing over the last week. I am really glad you phoned."
"Paul, I have to say that you have crossed my mind several times. I enjoyed last weekend." That was an understatement!
We talked for a while. It turned out that we both loved hockey and were on teams. Somehow we had not talked about that the last time we were together. I played forward and he played defence. I played this week and he played on late Saturday afternoon.
"Paul, I am thinking about coming to the city on the weekend. Do you think that we could get together?"
"I am free Friday and Saturday. Hey in fact, I like jazz and there is a very good jazz group playing at a club on Friday and Saturday. We could go for supper either night and have a good night of it."
"Your choice. I'll warn you; I know nothing about jazz but willing to learn. What about the hockey?"
"Not a problem. The game is at 4 and we wouldn't have to be at the club until 8:30 or 9."
"I could come to your game on Saturday afternoon. I would enjoy that."
"Can I be forward?"
"I thought you played defence but I like forwards." He chuckled muttering smart guy.
"You may be planning on staying at Sean's but you could come and stay with me on Friday and Saturday. Would save time and running about especially if you are coming to the game. I would really like to have you here."
I wanted to yell yes, yes but I decided to be a bit more demure. "It would make it easier. I would like to spend some time with you. Breakfast was great last Saturday."
"Just breakfast?" Indignation but I could almost hear the suppressed chuckle.
"Well there were some other things that were OK."
"If just OK, I might have to rethink the invitation."
"Searching for compliments, Paul?"
"Alright, I shall challenge you to improve on the OK."
"You are on."
We signed off after a lengthy talk. The telephone rang the next day and it was Paul. One of their forwards had been called away on business that weekend and the team leader wondered if I could fill in. With lots of dickering back and forth about monetary payments for my time and skills and my unproven skills for him, I agreed. We did seem to have a rapport even on the telephone. I was still high from the phone call the next day.
I phoned Sean letting him know what my plans were. He sounded excited for me. It felt good to know that there was someone there in my corner. The rest of the week flew by and I was suddenly on my way to the city. I was correct. I was running late as there were some issues this week and on Friday that needed my immediate attention. I was glad that we had not planned anything for Friday night. I phoned Paul as I left letting him know my time of arrival.
I was just a tad nervous when I knocked on his door. Was this a mistake? Would it work or was our first time together just a one off? The door opened and there stood Paul. I had almost forgotten how impressive he was. As tall as me, but a big man with not an ounce of fat. His attractive face shone with a huge smile of welcome. When the door shut, he turned and looked at me.
"Can I do something that I have dreamed of for days now?"
I must have looked puzzled but I said sure. He enveloped my in those big, strong arms. The hug lasted much longer than I would have expected. I ended up putting my arms around him and hugging back.
I looked impishly at him. "Missed me, eh?" (We Canadians really do use the term, eh, a lot.)
He smiled and pulled me into the living room with my suitcase, my hockey gear and the alcohol that I brought with me. "What are the plans for tonight?"
"I bought some food for supper. It's 7:30. Perhaps just relax here and have an early evening and then we can do what we want tomorrow which will be busy."
That was what we did. Supper was excellent and went well with one of the wines I had brought. We talked and he put on some jazz to let me hear what he wanted to take me to tomorrow. I was surprised. I really enjoyed it.
Towards 10, I yawned. "Not the company. It was a long drive and a long day." I explained some of the complications at work and the energy it took to solve them.
"How about we turn in early?" He looked at me with just the hint of a smile. "Notice I didn't mention sleep. Why don't you join me over here. I could probably give you a bit of an adrenaline boost."
I came over and sat beside him. I know what I wanted. "I have been wanting to do this ever since I arrived." I leaned over and kissed him. It was a kiss on the lips. Then it changed to tongue on the lips and finally, I opened my mouth almost at the same time as he did. Tips of the tongue duelled with each other. I was hard very quickly. Then hands started to touch shoulders and chests. I opened my eyes to find his eyes shut with a look of absolute pleasure on his face. His eyes opened and we simply looked at each other.
"Paul, I need a shower. Want to join me?"
"You go regulate the temperature and I'll close up. Believe me it won't take me long. He stood up with a huge bulge in his pants. With a huge smile on my face, I reached over and ran my fingers over it. He shuddered. "You bugger. Too much. Wait until I get you in the shower."
"Can't wait." As he turned I slapped his ass. He looked at me with eyes narrowed and mischief on his face. This was me, the guy who was worried about this a month ago. Ready to go at it with this wonderful man. I would never have guessed on Labour Day morning what a change of direction my life was going to take. I chuckled as my cock sprung up when I took my pants off.
I was standing in the bathroom regulating the shower temperature, naked and erect, waiting for a man to join me. I turned when I heard a noise behind me. Amend that thought, a naked, handsome man standing very erect in the door of the bathroom with lust in his eyes. I swallowed hard. Let me at him.
I had showered with a few women but this was even more fun. We cleaned each other thoroughly. He did give me payback for my touch in the living room by flicking my erection fairly hard and then engulfing it with his mouth as the hot water poured down on us. Never realized a shower could be so erotic.
In the bedroom, we turned the lights down low. We stood caressing each others bodies. I loved the male curves of his body, the soft skin but hard muscle and bone underneath. Then there was the hair. I guess it was so fascinating because it was so different from what I had been used to. We ended up with our tongues in each others armpits. Wow that sent sensations all over my body. When I knelt in front of him I loved looking at and pulling the hair on his thighs and groin. His taste was different than Robert. It was Paul and I couldn't get enough of him. Paul seemed to enjoy it as well.
I was totally turned on by the time my condom covered cock was slowly penetrating him. He was tight and hot. I went very slowly and stopped when my head just slipped in. Contractions and heat. Careful Will don't end it now. My entire body was alive with sensations. Think of something else. So I rested on his back and kissed his neck and shoulders. I asked him to turn his head. The kiss was soft and intimate and left me breathless.
Still looking at each other, "Will, I am so turned on. Please go in slowly and then hard and fast."
I decided that I would do a lot more than that. I was going to give him the best ride I could. So over the next 10 to 20 minutes, I went hard and fast with long strokes, then short, fast ones over his prostate. Then my favourite long slow strokes pulling out as far as I could and then slowly ending in as far as I could. My hands were everywhere. When I realized how close we both were, I used my hand to stroke his hard cock hard and fast. His yell told me that he was finishing but I could feel the change in his body as he tensed and then the wonderful feeling of wetness as he provided me with lots of lubricant to complete the job with my hand. I ended up with my cock pushed in as far as I could and the spasms of semen were so strong that they almost hurt. I collapsed on his back.
"Oh, Paul!" I managed to get out from my hard breathing. "So much more than OK." I felt so emotional.
I came out and turned him around. The look on his face was almost one of wonder. He grabbed me and pulled me down on top of him and used his hands to force me into a kiss. It was passionate. "Nothing like that in years." He let me roll off and then turned his back to me and he whispered. "Just hold me until we fall asleep. I am so glad that you are staying here with me tonight. Will, sleep well."
I did and the next thing I knew I was waking up in his bed with his arms around me. I needed the bathroom badly. I waited as long as I could listening to his soft breathing. I stirred to get up and he held me tighter. "Paul, need to use the bathroom. I shall be right back into these wonderful arms." He mumbled something about not wanting me to leave but he lessened his grip and I slipped away.
He left when I came back. Within a few minutes of his return, I was on top of him with my cock fully in him kissing him. It didn't quite reach the high of last night but it was still memorable.
Breakfast was even better than the last time. There were little touches, leg on leg, hands lightly touching everywhere and I swear we were both partially hard all through breakfast. Well, I was. We showered separately as he had somethings to do before we left for some Saturday chores, lunch and the game. Showering separately, probably wise; we had to get out of the condo.
I was welcomed as the saviour of the team. What a great bunch! I had no idea if they knew Paul's orientation. If they did, he was just one of the guys and I was his friend so I too had to take the little cracks and jokes.
The game started. I watched Paul on his second shift and he was a fantastic defence man. He was a strong skater. I had watched when he was at their opponents' end, he had waited at the blue line, caught an attempt to clear, looked at his options and stick handled brilliantly through the players. His shot was just caught by the goalie. Beautiful play.
I went on for my first shift. It took a bit on that shift to learn what to expect from the other players. I had to watch their style, their skating and positioning. I didn't make a total fool of myself and it was in my second shift that I saw the break that the centre was making and gave him the perfect pass. He scored. It is always a thrill to watch your play work and to have the scorer come over and congratulate you on a great play. Lots of back slaps from the team and a magical smile from Paul.
I watched Paul and thrilled at his skating prowess and the incredible way that he moved his body. I could almost feel the power in his movements. It was in one of these moments that I realized that I wanted to feel his power and have him dominate me physically. I made a decision about what I wanted tonight after jazz and supper.
It was in the last ten minutes of the third period that I received a pass just inside the opponents' blue line. I quickly saw where every player was and skated to and then faked my way around the defence and let go a shot that went high into the top corner of the net. What a way to finish the game. It was the insurance goal and the guys jumped on me. There were comments all through the dressing room and shower about the great score. I was welcome back any time I could make it.
Back at Paul's, we put our equipment out to dry. We had a little snack to tide us over. We dressed for the evening and decided to go early. It had been a long day and we were pleasantly tired from the hockey match. I looked at Paul as we left the condo. He looked great. The shirt and pants hugging his body nicely. He sure knew how to choose colours to compliment himself. Amend that previous thought. He looked spectacular.
The atmosphere in the club was good. Low lights, nicely decorated with linen table cloths and very efficient, professional waiters. The food was good and the first set of music was really fascinating for me as a first time at a jazz performance. We had moved around so that we sat beside each other to watch the musicians. Our legs touched and occasionally there would be a hand under the table to hold the others hand or a hand on a thigh. He had me turned on all through the first set. We talked during their break and watched couples dance during it. Neither of us felt like making an issue of two guys dancing in a mostly heterosexual crowd. There were still limits to what we could do.
After an even better second set, we decided to leave. We tipped our waiter well. I think he understood our connection. He wished us a good rest of the evening and I could almost swear that he winked at me as he said it. As we left the club, having watched all the couples dancing and having been touched by Paul's hands during the night, I could not resist so I turned quickly and put an arm around his waist and gave him a kiss. It lasted only a second and no one passing by seemed to even notice. Little did I know. We arrived back at Paul's and he asked me if I wanted a drink.
"Paul, to be corny, no. I just want a long drink of you. I don't think that I have been this turned on by anyone in a long time."
He smiled and pulled me up out of the chair. "Will, I haven't had many days like this in a long time either."
He leaned over and kissed me. It was as if he had lit a fire inside me. We kissed standing up in his living room for minutes. We were primed and read by the time we made it to the bedroom. We undressed ourselves slowly looking at each other. Every time I saw him like this I was mesmerized by his body. Well developed chest with a sprinkling of black hair on it. Flat stomach and then the strong legs. Again it was the lovely short black hair that really finished it off. I couldn't stop touching him all over. He finally smiled and suggested that I get a condom. He liked watching me naked and erect walking back towards him. Said it was a great sight.
I came back with a condom. Paul was lying on the bed with his legs spread slightly. It looked as if he were getting ready for this position. I knelt between his legs and took the head in my mouth. When I came off him, I opened the wrapper. I took the condom out and looked at it thoughtfully. I bent over and put the condom over the head of his wet cock. I was watching him. His eyes got bigger and he frowned slightly. "Will ...." My kiss cut off his words.
"Not debatable." As I rolled the condom down, "I watched you at hockey. I want to feel your body, your power. I want you badly."
"Some guys want their first time with someone really special. You never forget your first time."
"Exactly. Paul, you are a very special person. I want you." His eyes watered. I kissed them. I lightly stroked him. His erection was almost red he was so turned on. With a smile, "I think you are ready" I lay beside him. "Make me ready." I opened my legs. As he kissed me, he put in one lubed finger. I relaxed and pushed against it. He found my prostate. Never felt anything like it. Waves of sensations pulsed through my groin. Then two and three fingers. It was probably the expectation and the incredible feelings he was giving me; I had never wanted anything more than what I was getting ready for.
"Paul, tell me how you want to do this. I just want you so badly."
"Why don't we start with you on your knees and maybe switch in a few minutes so that I can see you?"
"I am literally in your hands."
As I got up to kneel on the bed, he stopped me as we faced each other kneeling on the bed. He kissed me and while he kissed me his hands went lightly over my chest and then my balls and cock. I don't think that I have ever been this hard or this involved in my life. My body felt alive and sensitive to every little touch or movement.
"Put lots of lube on me." As I was doing that, "If at any time you want me to stop or withdraw just say it. You really are a beautiful man."
With that I knelt on the bed. It was incredible. I felt so open, vulnerable that it turned me on even more. His light touches sent shivers through me. He put in a lot of lube. Light touches on my balls. Oh shit. Then I felt him position himself between my legs. I reached around and lightly stroked his cock as I placed it at my opening. He almost growled.
His fingers had not hurt as he spent a lot of time putting them in slowly. He did the same now. He moved his head around and would just go in a bit and then out but each time it was little more. He was getting closer. "Will, relax even more if you can and when I say now, push out."
After a few more little ins and outs he said 'now' and I pushed out. He slipped his head in.
I gasped. The entire area was spasming around the invasive head. "You OK?"
Breathlessly, "Yeah, just give me a minute. Feels so different. I know that my body will calm down. Pinch my nipples." That did send erotic waves through my body. Distracted me. The spasms finally stopped and all I could feel was wonderful fullness. I pushed my body towards him and he went in a bit more. Finally, "Paul go very slowly back and forth like you started." I could feel and see as I looked between my legs that he was slowly disappearing into me. When he did the short back and forth over my prostate, I knew that this was going to end spectacularly and probably quickly for me. The sensations were amazing. When I could feel his balls slapping mine, he stopped and ran his hands all over my body.
Finally, I couldn't help myself. "Paul, take me."
I have never felt like this before, I could really feel the power and strength of Paul and he was sharing it with me. It is hard to describe how erotic and intimate this felt to me to say nothing about the sensations that I was feeling. At one point, he was in far and started to rotate his hips. I didn't think that he could do anything else to increase my pleasure. He had found a way. "Paul, that feels wonderful. I want to see you."
He immediately came out and I suddenly felt empty and not in a good way. Although I could feel myself contracting, it felt erotic. As he hovered over me, he had a question on his face. "Paul, I need you in me. I want to be able to see and touch you. You are an amazing lover."
I put my arms up and pulled him down to a very passionate kiss. I guided his still red cock to my opening and in one swift movement, he was all the way in. It took my breath away it felt so good. He repeated everything that he had been doing but now I could tease his nipples, stroke his cock as he came in and out of me. I put my hands on his ass and forced him to rotate inside me. I gasped and moaned. It was so sensuous. At the start of his entry at the beginning, I had lost my erection but with all the stimulus in the last minutes it had become harder than ever. He commented that he liked men who didn't loose their erection. I started to slowly stroke myself with the one hand that was not touching him.
"Paul, I am getting close."
"Lover, I want us to come together as close as possible. Tell me when you are really close." He sped up and so did my hand.
I was watching his eyes and he must have been doing the same thing. My end came almost by surprise. He touched me and did something to my prostate that sent me over with almost no warning. "Oh shit, I am there." My eyes opened wide and my expression changed to intense pleasure. In fact, my body went rigid and I cried out as the first pulse hit my neck. I called his name.
"Will, grab me with your muscles." He threw his head back and with a yell of my name, he went in hard all the way. I could feel and see his body go rigid and wracked with little movements. His face was a mask of pleasure. He resumed his strokes as his orgasm slowly came to an end. There were tears in his eyes as he almost fell on top of me kissing as if he could not get enough.
I have seldom in my life felt so attached to a person and so emotional. I would have to watch what I said and figure this out. Was this a momentary reaction to a situation or was my connection with Paul a new part of my life? I still had to let him know that this had affected me.
"Paul, I was correct. The right time with the right person." I kissed him back.
We lay in a total stupor as our bodies recovered. It didn't stop us holding and touching the other. We eventually agreed to sleep and I woke the next morning on my side with Paul awake on his side looking at me. "Morning, Will. Can't get enough of you. Your body is lean and firm, beautifully developed."
"How long have you been perving on my body?"
"Enough to get me going again."
"I am not sure that I am up to the way we did it last night."
"Sometimes turn about is fair. I am certainly ready." He put my hand on his hard cock. I gave him the feather like touches. He shuddered. It didn't take long until I was doing to him what he had done to me last night.
We took a long shower together and almost ended back in bed but hunger and good sense prevailed and we had breakfast together. I felt so comfortable with him. I was trying to think about a next step and finally decided to act on the spur of the moment. The time for thought and figuring was for later.
"Paul, I may be out of line but I am just going on my instincts right now. If you are not doing anything next weekend, you could come and visit me, take in my hockey game, go to a pub."
"Or spend the whole bloody weekend in bed." He leered at me. "Yes, I'll make myself free."
"Good, you set the day and time. Friday Saturday, your choice."
"I like the timing for this weekend. After work on Friday. By the way, in my books, you are not out of line."
Author's Note
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