Billy 2
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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
Busy time of the year. There was a delay and I have caught up on some more chapters. Let me know your thoughts.
Previously
"Will, just to let you know, I really enjoyed being with you but don't feel obligated. This is new for you and you may want to explore. If you are ever in town and want to get together, call. I would really like that."
"Paul, Sean told me you were a good guy and I would enjoy your company. The understatement of the year. I have a lot to think about."
We gave each other a friendly kiss and I was gone. Now, face Sean and Thomas. I put everything out of my mind. I was suddenly putting my key in Sean's door. They heard me. Sean, "Coffee is fresh; join us in the kitchen."
As I entered the kitchen, "You were right. Paul is a good guy. No just half a cup please. Paul makes good coffee and a great breakfast. What are you guys up to today?" Easier than I thought. I didn't feel guilty and I had no embarrassment and certainly no regrets. I felt at peace with myself. Thank you Sean. I would have to tell him some day soon.
Present
We had a great day together doing some shopping and chores. The evening turned out to be even better. We met some friends of theirs at a pub and we ate, talked and played pool. Everyone was in couples so while I was odd man out, I wasn't made to feel like that at all. It was really interesting to see gay couples spending an evening with friends. It was a lot fun with comments, jokes and put downs. We ended up back at the condo, had drinks and went to bed. No exploration tonight although I did relive some of Friday night with Paul with my friend, my hand and my mental video system. Again I was really comfortable with the entire weekend.
I decided to leave after breakfast to allow the guys to get back to their life. I left with an invitation to return in two weeks if I wanted.
I did a lot thinking on the way back home. I had to be honest with myself. I had enjoyed the weekend immensely. All my fears about how I would feel and react had been dispelled. The images of Paul and I dancing, being intimate and eating breakfast together ran through my mind a dozen times. Honestly, it was hot but intimate in a relaxed, new way for me. The sex had been unlike anything that I had ever experienced before but it was the intimacy and the connection that was the wonderful part. Waking up with a guy and feeling him hard and then joking about it. Eating breakfast with him making morning chit chat over coffee. His wonderful invitation to call. I was hard thinking about the experience.
Then of course came the reality of what I was going back to. What do I do about Jackie? I really liked her as a friend but nothing with her felt the way I did on Friday night and Saturday morning with Paul. There, I had admitted it to myself. But was it just Paul or was it that he was a male? Would I feel the same with another guy? Friends and family and their reactions. I sighed reviewing it all in head.
Back at work on Monday, the boss called me into his office. He had a family emergency and he wanted me to take his place Thursday and Friday back in the city. Quite a compliment. The meeting was at fairly high level.
Leaving his office, my mind went into overdrive. Did I want to contact Sean and Thomas? Maybe I could just stay at the hotel and go out drinking by myself; I had had luck with that before. Did I want to contact Paul? What was I going to do about Jackie? The events of the weekend had thrown all my preconceptions away. I could go out with a man and totally enjoy myself. What did that say about me? I began to think that maybe Paul was correct. I should go and explore a bit before anything else.
The first decision was solved in a very unexpected way. Sean phoned me on Tuesday night. He had received an email from a friend, Robert, asking him to go to a film at the University. Sean had declined but had suggested that maybe I would like to go if I were in the city. Early in our experimentation, before I turned things sour, Sean and I had gone to a lot of good film and I had developed a fairly good taste in cinema. Sean was the expert but I could hold my own. I told Sean about my meetings in the city late this week and told him that I would be interested. He gave me a quick run down on Robert. It looked as if I would be exploring. Even if nothing happened between us, it would be an experience.
The second major problem, Jackie, reared its head the same night with a phone call from Jackie. I told her about the next days and she asked me over for a drink on Wednesday. I had planned on leaving early on Thursday morning as my first meeting was in the afternoon. I could tell from the sound of her voice that it would be a mistake to say no. She had already hinted that it seemed as if I had been avoiding her. I agreed and decided to pack up before I left for her house on Wednesday so that I could make a quick exit on Thursday for the city.
"High stranger." Jackie looked pleased to see me. She approached me and gave me a little kiss. This was going to awkward. What to say? If I said too much, I would be outed before I wanted to be. She gave me a drink. I sat in a chair opposite to where she would usually be seated. She cocked her head sideways, eyebrows raised. "You have never sat there before. Billy something is going on. You haven't been yourself since Labour Day and then even more so since Thanksgiving." This was Jackie, straight and to the point. "Did you go up to the city to meet someone?" I shook my head, no. "OK, you went up to visit Sean and Thomas. Did you go out to a club with them." I shook my head yes. "I assume it was an all male club and there was drinking and dancing." I shook yes again. Not going how I expected or wanted it to go. I had discovered at many meetings that you could set an agenda but not always totally control the way a meeting would go. OK, she was not going to stop and I didn't want to lie to her. Trapped. Not a good negotiator, at least in situations like this, with a person I cared about. I had to make a quick decision.
"Jackie, can I talk candidly and it stays here in this room?" She nodded her head yes but I could see that it was with reluctance. She must have sensed that something was coming that she wouldn't like. "Sean and I were very close for a few years in our late teens. I suppose an easy way of saying it is that ... I guess ... we were ... kissing cousins." I stopped and her eyes grew big.
"I would never have guessed. Did something happen and you became estranged"
"Yes and it was my fault, my stupidity and thoughtlessness that did it. I apologized to Sean on the Labour Day weekend. I have spent eight years searching for who I am. Sean was blunt but kind and suggested that I should explore my situation. I agonized from Labour Day to Thanksgiving. At Thanksgiving I asked if I could visit them." I stopped and looked at her. "You are the person that I have really worried about in the last weeks. Jackie, I really had not figured myself out. I still haven't completely."
I stopped and we looked at each other. I could see that her tears were close. By instinct, I moved to sit beside her and put an arm around her. "Sorry, I really didn't want to hurt you."
She looked up at me. "You are a great guy." She stopped and looked as if she was figuring something out. "You know ... you didn't lie to me, ever." She tightened her lips, swallowed hard and then the tears came. When the sobs died down, she looked at me with a very wry smile. "Would you stay the night with me?"
The last thing that I expected her to say. What do you say, do? Why not? If that is how she wishes to close what could be this part of our lives. Maybe she hoped to convince me that this is the way I should go. So I said yes, of course, and not surprisingly all systems worked fine. Twice at her insistence. A couple of times, the memory of Paul and me flashed through my brain. We parted with a quick kiss the next morning with promises to stay in touch, no matter what. Her words.
I was in a bitter sweet mood when I left for the city an hour later. I had a lot to think about on the drive. I was confident that Jackie would keep my revelations to herself. I know that I had changed the dynamics of our relationship for ever. I finally put all my personal thoughts aside and concentrated on the meeting and the information that I had collected about the agenda topics. It was good to immerse myself in something else completely different. Too much of the personal stuff in recent days, weeks really. I had to make a reasonable impression in the meetings as well as represent the interests of our factory. I managed to check into the hotel and arrive at the meeting 45 minutes early. They gave me a room where I worked on my laptop reviewing again all the materials that I had accumulated and those that were given to me by a secretary. The meeting went well and by all indications, I had represented the company and our team well.
At the end of the meeting, the Chairman asked me if I wanted to get something to eat. I decided that tonight I would go with him and some of my colleagues from the city. Then back to the hotel for a quick drink and a night by myself to reflect and prepare for tomorrow. As it turned out, it was the correct decision as I had made some good contacts. I went back to my hotel and had a quick drink at the bar. I phoned Robert and after introductions, we made plans for supper and then the film the next evening. He seemed like a good guy and I was looking forward to meeting him.
The meetings at the office the next day went really well and I begged off on dinner with the group telling them that I had arranged something with a friend. By the time I arrived at the restaurant, I was quite nervous. I knew that it didn't really matter in the scheme of things but I didn't want Robert to report back that I had been a complete ass and wasted his night. Perhaps being keyed up was good; all my senses were on the alert. I saw Robert enter the restaurant. I stood up and beckoned him over. He gave me a look. "I suppose the red hair was the giveaway."
"The red hair didn't hurt but the searching look on a very handsome face was the real clue."
I got what I had hoped for, a little smile of appreciation. "I guess I shouldn't say that I was headed to this table for the same reasons"
"Right, I don't have red hair!" The exchange set the tone for supper and the rest of evening. We enjoyed each other. After we had ordered, we started to talk about the film. Like a good executive, I had read some reviews and background information on the film. I think that we impressed each other with our comments. We went on to our other interests and I think I noticed a small shift in his attitude. We had quite different interests. I had hockey, poker with the guys, some pool and he liked classical music, reading and intellectual discussion around the table at supper. Didn't seem to be a big problem for tonight. We were looking forward to the movie.
The movie was good and we had a good discussion about it. I felt that I held my own in the discussion. There was clearly a physical attraction between us so I invited him back to my room and he invited me back to his place for a drink. We chose his place. He was now a lecturer and on the way to being on staff at the University so he had been saving and had bought himself a small condo in a suburb close to the University. It was fairly sparsely furnished and he had a little bit of alcohol and no beer. My tastes were not very sophisticated but I chose some bourbon as I really didn't like scotch which was his drink. The drink seemed to loosen us a bit more and talk moved towards what we might like to do to finish the evening. He made it clear that he had to be out early in the morning for something he was working on at the university. I figured that meant that I was not sleeping over.
"Sean tells me that you are new to this. Men."
I gave him a quirky smile. "Well, not a total virgin but limited experience. Willing to learn."
"Top or bottom?"
Luckily I had done some reading so I knew what he meant. Didn't want to appear as a total loss. "Honestly, I have never bottomed and I think that is something for the future. You OK with that?" Thought that was a diplomatic way to put it.
He smiled as he replied. "I am easy."
"Yeah, I have been told that I am easy too but in a different context I think."
We both chuckled and that seemed to break the ice even more. I was beginning to realize just what this all meant to me. I was getting hard just talking to him about it. Maybe just horny? No there was more to it than that.
He stood up and pulled me up out of my chair. Nothing was said as he led me to the bedroom. It was small but cozy. I decided to take the lead so I undid his shirt and pulled it and his t shirt off and let them fall to the floor. I wasn't sure if Robert worked out or if he was just naturally built like that. He obviously watched his diet, not an ounce of fat. He was fairly tall and lanky but had a nicely defined chest with short red hair over most of it. What a turn on. He moaned as I ran fingers through it pulling it slightly harder at times which made his moans louder. He was obviously enjoying what I was doing. OK try the nipples. They were small but already standing up straight and tall. Oh, he liked them being flicked and then lightly teased.
"Will, pinch." I did and that brought gasps from him. "Enough! Pay back time." He smiled as he bared my chest in seconds. We were very much alike and I was gasping very quickly. I also realized that I was incredibly hard and was feeling very constrained.
I held him out from me and scanned him from head to crotch. "You look as uncomfortable as I feel." My god I could see the outline of a very big erection. Thank goodness, I had said my bit about bottoming. No way I was taking that as my first time. Hopefully, that thought didn't show up on my face.
Apparently not. "Here let me start." Robert slowly undid my zipper and did what I had done to his shirt and t shirt. He pulled my pants and shorts off me and I stepped out of them. I was standing naked as he scanned me. "Nice. You must work out. The entire package looks really good." He gently used his thumb and first finger over the head of my cock. I think I got harder. He looked and smiled at me. "I like a man fit and with a good sized cock." He stroked me. Became even harder.
"I think that I want to see what you hiding there. It looks ... mmm, fascinating." As I raised my eyebrows, I took his pants and shorts off. Wow, if 6 to 7 inches was the average size of a man, then he was significantly above average. And thick. I stood almost mesmerized by his rangy but well developed body, his large cock sticking slightly up and the beautiful, short red hair on his legs and surrounding his cock. I finally found my voice. "Robert, I don't hold a candle to you."
I kissed him as he started to challenge my assessment. While kissing him, I sent us falling onto the bed in surprised laughter. The next minutes were just a series of hits to my nervous system as he touched, licked or pinched all the important parts of my body. I shivered and swore when he took me in his mouth.
At one point, as I had his balls in my mouth, he raised and spread his legs. He managed to get out, "Tongue, please I need it. Get me wet and ready."
Never even contemplated doing that. He was insistent. He put his hands on my head and pushed my head down so that I was looking at his pink opening. I could almost see why it had been nicknamed a rosebud. I had seen it done on videos. He was going to let me invade him there. OK, might as well try it.
Surprised. The taste was not bad. No it was intoxicating. Muskiness, sweat and soap, Robert. Soon my tongue itself was in the mood and I found myself pushing my tongue into him. His reaction. "Oh yeah, Will. Get me wet and hot."
When I finally came off him and looked up at him, his eyes were almost glazed. Not a bad reaction from a guy for the first time I did this to someone. "Will, give me a condom. I want to put it on you."
I found one. He pulled me over and put the head in his mouth. I almost blew right then. He slowly and erotically put the condom on me and then lots of lube. He lay down with his legs up and spread. Didn't have to ask how this was going to happen. I looked down as I moved my knees between his legs. He was wet and glistening. Shit I did that. With my tongue and mouth. Incredible. He took me and put me at his entrance. I slowly just moved the head around the entrance for a minute.
"Feels good but Will, fuck me. I can take you but go slowly. I want to enjoy this from beginning to end." So I did. He felt so hot and tight. I could feel his body reacting to my slow progress in. I could feel every contraction as his body grew used to me. I felt incredible. Every nerve in my body was shocked many times as I moved in and out of him, rested touching him and then going again. I stopped a couple of times to ease off and enjoy the feeling of closeness and intimacy. He also felt damn tight and hot and I could feel him still contracting around me.
Eventually, I knew that he was close as he started to shaft himself faster and faster. What really finished me was his other hand between us massaging my balls and up and down my crack as far as he could reach. He shouted as his first shot hit his chest. He spasmmed around me and I could literally feel my orgasm start in my legs and groin and I did really shoot, shot after shot into the condom. Apparently, my vocabulary would have been censored in any other situation.
We lay in a fog for minutes, holding and touching each other. We must have dozed for a few minutes. I came back to consciousness and looked at him. "Robert, thanks, it has been a great evening. I know that you have an early morning. I should get going."
I think he was having second thoughts about sending me away but he looked at me. "Will, you may be new to this but you are a natural, a thoughtful good top. Thank you. Maybe we can get together for another film at some time."
"Good idea." Clearly, I was leaving and future outings were left vague. OK Will, learn the technique. He enjoyed the evening but there is no rush to repeat it soon. So compliment the person and leave a possibility of a future date with no definite time. Didn't bother me a bit. It had been a great experience and a hot fuck. This part of the exploration had been great.
I slept very well back in my room at the hotel. Only problem was that I could have used some more experimentation with Robert the next morning. I eventually had some coffee and breakfast at a fast food place and went over to Sean's. They greeted me with big smiles. Robert had phoned moments before my arrival to tell Sean that he had a great evening in all respects. Well, one worry gone. I wasn't a total loss. After some talk, I explained to Sean that I thought that we had had a good evening but it probably would not happen again for a while. I explained my suspicion of the change in Robert over the evening because we were quite different in our interests. "But Sean it was a great experience and it has given me lots to think about. Thank you for the suggestion."
I left later in the morning with the invitation to come back next weekend if I wanted. I was honest to them both 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."
Author's Note
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my favourites, Getting My Act Together.
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