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Notice : Even though this story is written in "I" narrative, it is total fiction. Any similarity between any character in this story and any real person is purely coincidental.
R E A D F I R S T Special Notice: This story contains a separate short story within the overall story. This story is also pure fiction even though the story line indicates a true story. The above disclaimer also applies to the inner story. The inner story is not to be separated from the main story for any reason. The inner story is authored by Avitar and not by the story line name. The story line names of BillyBoy and Hunk4U are fictitious and similarity to any real e-mail name is purely coincidental.
`BillyBoy's First Story' by Avitar avitar_two@hotmail.com
Anonymity - My new found freedom. Being a 20 year old gay student at a state university, my self constructed `closet' had become very confining. I wanted OUT. My very conservative religious background had made it very difficult for me to admit to family and friends that I was Gay. Aside from three discrete little flings with guys while in high school, no one knew I was gay, not even my best friend, Neil. Oh, I forgot about wonderful Carol, my steady girlfriend in high school. We had dated a few weeks when we first attempted sex. A total disaster, I couldn't get it up until she went down on me. As soon as we stated to fuck, I lost it again, very embarrassing to say the least. I was surprised she went out with me again. The next date was the same total failure, and the next, and the next and the next - all disasters. I knew what the problem was but desperately needed to date girls for my cover. I really did care about Carol and enjoyed doing things together, but not sex. Finally, she asked the dreaded question.
"Wil, can I ask you a really personal question," she asked. "Sure" "Before I ask, I just want you to know I really like you and will still like you just as much no matter what your answer," she added. "So.....ask me already," I exclaimed. "Wil, are you GAY......I mean if you are, it's okay....really it is....I will still like you," she kept spitting out assurances not giving me a chance to answer.
Finally, I was about to confide my inner most dark secret with someone. I knew I was gay even though I had yet to have sex with a male. "I think so," I mumbled as I looked down to avoid her eyes. "I knew it, I just knew it," she exuberantly exclaimed. "Your not mad?" "Heck no, your not the only one you know," she offered. "Who?" I excitedly asked.
She told me their names, I was somewhat surprised as I never suspected them. Actually, I didn't know them very well since we didn't run in the same group. They were the studious type and I the athletic. In fact, I eventually got a partial scholarship in Track, Neil got a full in Football, both at the same college. They were all fairly good looking, I knew I would have trouble deciding which one to go after first.
"Does Neil know?" she asked. "Hell NO !!" I exclaimed, "you know what a fucking jock he is, he'd probably beat the living shit out me....you gotta promise you won't say a word, Carol.....okay." Neil was about 30 pounds heavier and built like a brick shit house, I the scrawny runner. It would be no contest, if he could catch me. Neil was my first love but I knew that sex with him was totally out of the question so I settled for a best friend relationship. I guess opposites really do attract, I was just an average guy while he was the varsity quarterback and probably the most popular guy in school.
"Don't worry, I won't say a word to him," she added. "How....did you know?" "I don't know, I guess I just seem to be attracted to gays more than other guys....besides, I always have more fun with your type," she playfully suggested as she opened the front of my jeans. Her warm mouth engulfed my cock, quickly bringing me to full staff. Surprisingly, this time I had no function problem, a fact which delighted her immensely as I quickly fucked her to an enormous climax.
We dated regular for the last three years of high school. She went to a different college than Neil and I. We still maintain a close friendship, I miss her very much, she was such fun. She even introduced me to the other three gays. Needless to say, I was very active sexually. None of the three went to my college so my life took a nose dive my freshman year. I knew no one, my sex life was nil. I was miserable. I met many cute guys but did not have the experience to capture their attentions. To make matters worse, Neil lived on campus in the athletic dorm while I choose to live in an efficiency off campus. I wanted this measure of privacy, in the event I did find someone for sex. Neil and I gradually became distant which compounded my grief.
I began to find solace in my computer, mainly as a voyeur to gay sites. I was too afraid of chat groups, afraid someone, like the police, would entrap me.
At the beginning of my Junior year, I learned how to become anonymous. Freedom, at last !!! I had become enamored with gay love stories.....I wanted a lover....someone to fill the void in my life created by the distance of Carol and Neil, not to mention Tom, Dick and Harry (sorry, I just couldn't resist that pun).
I had responded to the authors of several "true" stories, hoping..... Unfortunately, only a few acknowledged my comments and then only by "Thanks".
Then I decided to try my hand at writing. This past summer, I had a wonderful experience I wanted to share. The English language, in any form, had never been one of my strong points. However, I knew enough to know that many other gay authors had the same problems. Besides, no one would ever know who I really was, therefore no real ridicule. I wrote the true story using the main character's real name. It was so unusual, I just couldn't use a fictitious name for him. I had mentioned Nestor to both Carol and Neil, different stories of course. Only Carol heard the sex version. The following is the story of my summer with Nestor, the Guatemalan.
"Nestor the Puto Grande' A True Story by BillyBoy@xxxxx.com
I am a 20 year old college student. For the past two summers, my father, a construction superintendent, has been able to help me get a good paying position at his job sites. The first year, I was a `go-fer' ( someone who has to fetch things for everyone). It was an okay job, good money and the work wasn't too hard.
This past summer was a little different. My job was with a carpenter framing crew. My dad thought I could use a little more muscle tone. I was the only white guy. Everyone else was of some Spanish descent, Mexican, Puerto Rican, Guatemalan etc. I had not known many guys of this lineage and had never been sexually attracted to them. I had heard most still had their foreskin which also did not excite me. That would soon change.
Very few on the crew spoke good English. Most could speak enough to get by and a few did a little better. They all had a heavy Spanish accent to their poor English. Out of the crew of about 25, I found two to be vaguely attractive. A third, I found very interesting. His name was Nestor and he was absolutely riveting beautiful. At 21, he had a very trim body with well muscled shoulders and arms, short black curly hair with a very small patch on his chest and a nice trail running from his navel, disappearing into his jeans. The bulge in his crotch was very prominent. His well worn jeans were always tight, displaying his hard protruding round ass. The clef in his chin set him apart from the others, he was fucking gorgeous, I wanted him. I got a hard-on every time he talked to me with his sensual broken English. We quickly became friends.
I noticed a lot of the other crew members jokingly called him "Puto Grande". Knowing very little Spanish, I had to ask some one what it meant. Grand Queer was the rough translation. I couldn't believe and told the others I didn't. Secretly, I hoped it was true.
It was a couple of weeks later that I had the courage to ask him if he really was Puto. He just smiled as he rubbed his crotch. I still couldn't believe it.
A few days later, the two of us were sent to the far side of the job site to get some materials. We were alone. I was trembling with excitement, I wanted to touch him. Nervously I asked, "You really Puto?" He moved closer, facing me, rubbing his crotch. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He removed his hand as he smiled, the bulge had grown. I reached out, grabbing his hard lump. The electricity flowed through my body as I held his throbbing manhood thru the soft jeans. His hand immediately moved to my groin, squeezing gently. He moved forward, gave me a quick light kiss on the lips and abruptly moved back, emitting a little laugh. I was so tremendously excited that I could hardly breathe. Before we got back to the crew, I told him I wanted to suck him off and we made a date for that night.
I waited at the agreed location for over an hour past our date time. He didn't show, I was very disappointed. The next day he said he had car trouble. We made another date for early the next week. Again, he didn't show and had a different excuse. Over the next few weeks, we made several dates with the same results as before. Finally, I decided he was playing with my head and gave up. I even started to ignore him at the job site.
My final week for the summer had arrived. I looked forward to school. Indeed, my upper body muscles had pumped up and my tan was too die for. I was ready to knock'em dead.
The day was over, I was hot, tired and sweaty. As I was getting in my car, Nestor walked up.
"What you do tonight?" he asked. "Nothing I guess, maybe a short run," I replied. "I want for sex you," he boldly stated with a huge grin. He handed me a piece of paper with an address for a fast food restaurant near the apartment he was staying. "You pick me up 8 clock, you take me eat before suck my dick?" he inquired with his broken English.
"Sure....what do you want to eat?" I asked. "I like fish." "Okay, what about Red Lobster?" "Okay, 8 clock," as he turned and walked away.
I wondered if I should even bother to show up. I did and he was actually waiting. We enjoyed our meal, I was getting excited with anticipation. At first I didn't know where to go for us to be alone. Then the perfect place came to mind. Our neighbor had a lake cabin about a 30 minute drive away. They let our family use it occasionally and I knew where the key was hidden.
When we arrived at the cabin, I immediately needed to piss. As I came out of the bathroom, I saw all his clothes in a pile on the sofa. I looked around, he was standing by the bed with his proud 6" standing straight out. I was a little surprised as I had always heard Spanish people had really big dicks and huge balls. His cock looked about right for his 150 pound frame but his balls looked a little small and were pulled up tight. I didn't give a damn, he was fucking beautiful.
He pointed to the bed, "Okay for suck dick?" "You bet," I replied as he jumped into the middle, landing on his back, legs spread wide with his hands behind his head. His hard cock was pulsating up and down as he questioned, "You suck my dick good?"
I quickly shed my clothes before crawling between his legs, kissing all over his lower stomach. Slowly, I teased his cock with light quick licks.
"Suck," he commanded as my mouth smoothly drew in his ready meat. His hands quickly moved to my head as he started to rapidly thrust upward. His beautiful cock was the awkward length to jab as it tried to enter my throat, too long for my mouth and too short for the easy glide further. He was frantically fucking my face, I was afraid it was going to be over too soon. Suddenly, he stopped the pistoning as he pulled my head off his cock. "Lick balls," he hissed. I immediately responded, sucking the hard sack containing both balls fully into my wet mouth. "SHIT !!," escaped his clenched mouth as I suctioned his sperm-a-baters. His hands urged my face harder against his groin. He was whimpering, making deep gut groans as I sucked even harder. His hands started to urge me further down as he lifted his legs giving me easy access to his hole. "Kiss, Kiss," he begged as my tongue took the plunge. The hair in his crack was so heavy and wiry, I knew my tongue would soon be raw. It entered my mind that if I fucked his ass, my dick would be shredded. Thankfully, he was a sex maniac, he wanted everything, not wanting any one act too long. Before I got him relaxed enough for tongue entry, he wanted me to suck his cock again. He reached down, grabbed my cock and began to roughly pull me around to a 69 position. I didn't resist, my 7" was poised a few inches above his beautiful face. He brought his head up, taking my dick into his mouth. His sucking was urgent, like a baby calf feeding. My balls were bouncing on his face as he nursed harder. One hand moved to my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth. He tilted his head back to give me a straight path. His hand signaled me to shaft his throat. There was no resistance, no gag, as my cock slammed fully into him. His throat was sucking my hot dick as he drove his own rod deeper, finally popping into my throat. Our passion quickly rose, I could feel the engorging of his member as he prepared to unload his balls. My raging pole responded in kind as we both blasted our love juices into the other. The whole thing had lasted only a few minutes.
We rested for a short time and then back at it. Before we departed the cabin, I had sucked him off twice. He had sucked me off in the shower after I had given him a royal fucking with only spit as a lubricant. I was right, I won't be able to use my dick for anything for at least a week or two, it's raw !!!
That was the only time we got together. I doubt I will ever see him again. He sure was HOT and I will always remember his beautiful name, Nestor, the Puto Grande.
The End
I posted the story in a few gay sites and waited for any response. I'm not sure what I expected, but the e-mail was positive. The first three came within a week. All of them said much the same, just different words, "Enjoyed the Story." I was thankful no one told me to go take a flying leap. About three weeks later, a fourth reply was a little more creative and was signed, Hunk4U. His comment was "Good Story, seems I've heard something similar before or maybe it's just something I would like to happen to me". Shit, I had written a story that was similar to another. I answered his e-mail hoping we might could get something going between us. Didn't even get an acknowledgment. So ended my writing career.
My life had returned to that of a boring voyeur of the net. I was miserable, I wanted someone to love.
It was several weeks later that I saw Neil in the student union building. We talked briefly before he went to join his buddies and I took a table alone. I was preparing to leave when I saw Neil walking towards me.
"Say, you live at the same place?" he asked. "Yeah....why?" I answered. "I thought if you weren't busy tonight, I might stop by.....Nancy (his girlfriend) is studying for a test." he explained. "Sure, sounds okay to me." "Got any suds?" he asked. "Aren't you in training......no suds, remember!" "A couple won't hurt," he replied with a mischievous grin. "Yeah, I think I got a six pack." I always kept beer just in case someone's inhibitions needed loosening. "Great, see you later," as turned to leave.
It was about 7:30 when he arrived, wearing only loose fitting work-out shorts and a sleeveless top. I hadn't noticed until now how much more muscle he had added in the past two years. My efficiency only had a bed, desk with chair and a loveseat sofa. He chose the loveseat as I popped him a cold one. I lounged back on the bed as we started to talk about insignificant things. He downed his first beer rather quickly, ready for another, he motioned.
When I returned with another can, he slapped the cushion next to him, "I don't bite, you know." "Too bad," I snappily replied before thinking. The first beer had gone to my head. I dropped down beside him. "On the other hand, I just might," he said as he put his arm around me. His mouth was open as he pulled closer, pretending he was going to bit my ear. "Yeah, right," as I recoiled. "You know Wil, I really miss all the good times we had in high school....I wish you would move in the athletic dorm like the rest of us," he said as he pulled me close to his side, "But I guess you do have some privacy here." "I kinda like it," I answered. I really wanted to tell him it was lonely as hell but didn't. "Much better for sex....bet you get a lot here, don't you?" "Nah, not much, I really miss Carol a lot," I offered. "Know what you mean.....I mean I like Nancy a whole lot but there's just something missing," as his hand moved from my shoulder to my head, his fingers lightly stroking my hair.
He was wearing only gym shorts, no jock or underwear. His growing erection was quite noticeable. I wanted to reach out for it but decided I didn't want the fuck beat out of me. His fingers had moved to my ear as he playfully toyed.
"Bet you didn't know I thought you were the sexiest guy in high school, did you?" he mumbled as he downed the remainder of his second. I could tell the suds were getting to his head also. I got him another as my mind was reeling from all the attention. When I returned he was heading to the bathroom to piss. He didn't close the door, I got a good view of his cock, it seemed larger than I remembered. It took him forever to get his piss started through his semi-hard, I enjoyed the show. When he returned he suggested we stretch out on the bed for more comfort. He immediately put arm under my neck, pulling my head to his shoulder. His fingers brushed my nipple under my tee shirt, then it turned into a lite pinch. His shorts were tented. He turned to look me in the eyes as his other hand took mine, guiding it to his bulge. I resisted no longer, willingly I grasped his raging member. He turned slightly, his hand turned my face to meet his as his other hand gently massaged by burning crotch.
His eyes were glued to mine as he moved forward, whispering, "I want to kiss you." Our lips softly touched, we savored the moment before unleashing our passion. Our tongues battled as we crushed our faces together. We broke long enough to rip our clothes from our bodies. I melted as I admired his perfect physique, his nine hard inches beaconing me. I sank to my knees, surrendering to him, as I sucked in his beautiful muscle. He gasped in ecstasy as my tongue and mouth worked it's magic. I fondled his huge heavy hanging nuts as I slurped away on his cock. His hands clamped my head to him as he fell back to the bed, taking me with him. He worked his body backwards as I crawled between his powerful legs. He reached around, grabbing my cock and began to roughly pull me into a 69 position. I couldn't believe he was actually going to suck me. Not wanting him to change his mind, my hand grasped my throbbing meat, guiding it to his lips. I thrust into his partial open mouth. He gagged slightly. I backed a little as I started to make short quick jabs into his wet cavity. Finally in desperation, I relinquished his cock long enough to command him to suck hard. He obeyed with such force that I immediately started to blast his mouth with my tremendous load. He didn't try to back off, he gagged but kept sucking and swallowing. I had not yet returned to his dick when the first wad hit my face. I lunged forward to accept the flood of juice erupting from him. I swallowed as fast as I could as he emptied his huge balls. We both lay spent, gently caressing the other until our breathing became normal. I still couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Neil, I didn't know..........I didn't know you liked this kinda stuff," I spoke. "I didn't either....this was my first time.....I mean I thought about it in high school but always thought you wouldn't do it.....I knew you were fucking Carol all the time.....just didn't think I had a chance with you," he softly replied. Didn't think he had a chance, my mind screamed!!!! "What made you decide on now?" "Guess it was the story," he answered, "It made me feel jealous." "Story?" "Yeah, the one you posted on the net." "How....How did you know about it?" "Stupid, you told me about Nestor....you just didn't say anything sex....I knew it had to be you because the story fit so well," he explained. "Don't you know who I am now?" he continued. "Who you are..." I was puzzled. "Yeah,.....Hunk4U !!!!" he exclaimed.
My heart leaped with joy, I was in disbelief, this couldn't be happening, this had to be a dream, but it wasn't.
Neil looked at me with a twinkle in his eye, "I'm still a little jealous...." "Jealous.....about what?" I asked.
He playfully squeezed my cock as his eyes searched mine, "You haven't fucked my ass yet."
All I could think was "Oh Carol, you're not going to believe this........................................