If you are under the age of 18 you should not be looking at these stories. If you do happen to proceed down the page by accident I can't do a thing about it. Consider yourself forewarned. So there.
This is the usual disclaimer that if you're going to get all bent out of shape reading about an adult male and teen male together, then doesn't bother reading any further. Move on with your life and allow me to move on with mine. Thanks for your expected cooperation.
NOTE: Normally all these tales I write about are true. I hope this fictional tale will bring you some pleasure. Parts of the beginning are true but where the fiction begins is up to you to decide. You can check out some of my true life stories under "A Rich Tale" in the Nifty.org Adult/Youth section and "Memories of Years Past" in Athletics and Adult/Youth. - Coach
Special Note: As soon as I published the original chapter to this story, I received a surprise reminder. Tracy apparently saw the story about us and he decided he wanted to tell his side of more of the story. I have included his view of what happened after Chapter 1 and then a continuation of my own. Looking forward to your comments. CoachDad4yngr@aol.com
Evolution of a Friendship - Part 3
Oh, Coach. As I read your version of the minute details of our evening together, my emotions began to overwhelm me again. My mind was such a blur that night, like awakening suddenly from a deep sleep to some unknown sounds. Your descriptions brought back a flood of memories that were lost among the passions of that night. The specifics began to emerge from the inner recesses of my mind. Suddenly, the events and the feelings became clear and concise.
You left off with you moving beside me with our legs intertwining and you laying your strong, manly arm over my chest. When you did that, I had never felt more safe and happy in my entire life. I had finally been able to experience what we had discussed for so many months. The sensations, of being with a man, were beyond anything I could have fantasized in my own naïve mind. Despite my inexperience, you treated me like an equal. You didn't look down upon me in anyway, or make me feel inferior. At the same time, you were so tender, gentle and affectionate.
After a few minutes of lying there with you, my head began to clear from all those new, incredible feelings of sexuality and the caring of a man. It became so clear to me that night what you had been trying to tell me in all those wonderful letters we exchanged. What I felt was even beyond what you had described to me. The whole idea of being gay, making love and feeling something for someone was now as clear as a freshly washed crystal glass. My eyes had finally opened to what I had to look forward to with that special someone I was hoping to find.
My thoughts were beginning to be my own again as my eyes remained shut. I could hear that same love song sung by the crickets. The entire world seemed at peace. My eyes slowly opened and my head rolled to the side to see my good friend beside me, holding me and spreading the warmth of the sun, even under the starry skies. For some unforeseen reason, tears began to well up in my eyes and large droplets of happiness cascaded down my teenage cheeks. For one of the few times in my brief life, tears felt so marvelous. I made no attempt to cease the flow, and even hoped that what I was feeling would continue for an eternity.
Coach, I couldn't have asked for someone nicer to do for me what you had done. You became and remained my friend, even as I was going through so many trials and tribulations of being just 17. You were there when I had questions about being gay. You were there when I had questions about sex. You were there to tell me I was normal to feel the way I do. You were there to tell me it was all right to have somewhat bizarre fantasies. You were there when I laughed, when I cried and when I just needed someone to talk to. You are my friend and confidante, Coach, and for that I will always be grateful.
I would love for you to continue telling the story about what happened between us that wonderful evening. You tell it so much better than I ever could. I will enjoy reading about it and certainly will never forget it. Your friend, Tracy
Tracy, all I've ever tried to do was to help you understand that you are a special person. Not just to me, as I've told you many times, but as a person as well. You've grown up so much in recent weeks and months. Although you may not realize it fully right now, you have developed so much strength, confidence and an understanding about yourself. Even the times we didn't actually see each other, your writings showed a maturation process continuing day by day.
That evening, I could feel and see you growing even more, right in front of my eyes. Following our exploration of our deep feelings for each other, we could continue our adventure. Although I hated breaking the spell, I suggested we go elsewhere. As we sat up, we kept looking into each others eyes and enjoying our journey through into the most reverent of nature's pleasures. We stood slowly and took our time putting our clothes back on. I was still amazed that no one had disturbed our preoccupations with each other.
I was startled back into reality when I heard some low talking and rustling of bushes and tree limbs. To our surprise, two young guys appeared out of nowhere and began walking the dirt trail just a few feet away. I gave a shushing motion to Tracy and we allowed our two unexpected visitors to pass our point. I then signaled my young friend to follow me and we headed out on to the same path and headed in the opposite direction. I couldn't help myself and took a quick glance back over my shoulder. I was surprised to see our two guests looking back at us as well and, from a distance, I could make out in the moonlight that both had slight grins inked upon their teenage faces. One of them just nodded in my direction as my pulse rate quickened dramatically. I wondered exactly what they had seen or heard.
I didn't mention to Tracy what I'd seen until we had reached my van and at first his eyes got real wide in shock, then after a few moments a modest smile broke out on his face. We both began to chuckle slightly when he said he didn't care what they had seen. I started up the van and we headed to our next destination, one of my largest fantasy spots, a deserted beach. He asked where we were headed and I explained that it was a surprise. He stated it didn't matter to him because he trusted me wholeheartedly. My van headed for the exit of the park, and guess who we passed along the way. You have guessed correctly oh brilliant one. It was our two buddies from the path. As we passed them, both waved quickly. Tracy and I turned toward each other with very large, almost embarrassed smirks on our faces.
My brain still hadn't settled down entirely as to what we'd just done and experienced. My van rolled out on to the main road and I felt like I was still in a semi-quasi dream state. I was lost in thought as Tracy and I kept making occasional glances toward each other. Was I fantasizing this whole night so far, or was I being allowed to truly know what was to be one of the finest evenings of my entire life. It wasn't over yet and I was extremely excited to see what was in store for us next. As I turned into a parking area and stopped my vehicle, Tracy realized we were heading out on to a beach as we had talked about many times before. We eagerly escaped the confines of the manmade transportation and back into some of Mother Nature's best.