Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. Anyone who is forbidden by law to read such material must stop now. This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive solely for the enjoyment of its readers.
Chris is finally able to sit down to his computer for the first time in over three weeks. The move to his new apartment was not without problems. However, he is 'in' and it feels comfortable. It is a nice, three bedroom, two baths, living room, dining room and small kitchen. He uses the small bedroom as his office/den, which can also be put into service as another guestroom. After reading through the first two chapters and making some changes, Chris is ready to begin the Chapter 3.
Fantasies For Life: Chapter 3
Shortly after school let out for the summer Rick learned that Todd's dad had taken a job in a town about 30 miles away and the family had moved. Sadly Rick accepted his loss and reasoned he was probably lucky that Todd had so far kept their secret. There was hardly any way he could expose Rick without exposing himself so Rick allowed himself to feel secure.
One evening in early August Rick and his sister were watching TV in the front room of the house when he heard a knock at the screen door. Due to low light conditions he was not able to see who it was so he got out of his chair and walked to the door.
"Hi." It was Todd. 'What is he doing here?' Rick thought as his pulse quickened. He opened the screen door and walked out onto the porch.
"Hi yourself." Rick said, not knowing whether to offer Todd his hand or hug him. Then he noticed a 2-door car parked at the curb with two hot looking boys beside it, one leaning against the car and the other leaning against the open car door.
"Bill and Joe and I are out riding around and I thought you might like to join us." Todd said. An alarm went off in Rick's head. It was only a few months ago that Todd fucked him then shunned him and moved out of town. Now he drives 30 miles with two guys Rick never met just to ask him to go riding with them. Had Todd been alone he would have jumped at the chance.
"Sorry, Todd. I can't go with you." Rick lied as apologetically as he could. "I promised my parents I'd stay home until they got back."
"Oooh, come on." Todd said quietly. "We can have lots of fun...like we used to. You know what I mean." Todd sighed quietly with a grin. The last words were a statement that said 'lets go suck and fuck.' The image of a gangbang flashed in his head. Those two guys began to look like spiders and he was their fly. If Rick got into the back seat of that 2-door car, he would be trapped.
"Todd..." Rick looked at him and with sadness in his voice he quietly said, "I don't do that any more." Rick had reached a major turning point in his life. Instantly he had resolved to not be a "queer." He wanted to be "normal."
They stood looking at each other, a stare-down, for almost a minute. Finally Todd said, "okay, see you." With that he was down the steps and into the car with his buddies. Rick could hear Todd talking to them; he suspected Todd was trying to come up with some reason why Rick wasn't joining them. They drove away. Later that night Rick concluded Todd was trying to impress some new friends and probably bragged he knew someone who would give them blowjobs, or better, let them fuck him. The thought of having sex with some stranger was a total turnoff. Rick didn't need sex that badly. What he really wanted was friendship. He decided then and there he would not have sex with anyone, man or woman, who he did not love or, at least, like as a friend. One of Rick's good friends at school had just committed to the priesthood and that meant celibacy. If Dan could do that, Rick thought, so could he. He always had Mrs. Thumb and her four daughters, as one of his uncles once said in an attempt to embarrass him.
After Rick turned that corner in his life, big changes occurred. He became active in school class projects, joined the drama club, was invited to join a male social club and began dating girls. He wanted to be normal and he was. He also hit the books hard and got his grades up and qualified for college. His first year at college was a blast and he had the grades to prove it. He wasn't invited back for a sophomore year. The summer after his first (and maybe last) year at college gave him the opportunity to evaluate his life and his possible future. Rick did not like the future he saw in staying in his hometown in a low-end job like pumping gas or bagging groceries. One afternoon he checked out the military recruiters. Because he had been in Air Force ROTC at college and liked it, he enlisted in the Air Force, said good-bye to his parents and launched a new adventure.
Air Force basic training was interesting, to say the least. Rick found himself in a group of men from all over the country. Polocks from Chicago, rednecks from Alabama, Blacks from Harlem, hayseed farm boys from Kansas. There was even a young man from Costa Rica. And all of them were interesting and insecure and friendly. They were all young and most were really hot looking. Rick had a constant supply of male objects to fantasize over while jerking off. Rick's one year of college and the ROTC experience made him stand out like a soar thumb. His desire had been to blend in, become invisible. Within a few days the drill sergeant made him a squad leader. So much for invisibility.
Things went okay for about two weeks when one evening, after lights out, he heard a commotion about four bunks away. Four guys were holding a blanket stretched tight over a bunk and four other guys were using shoes and boots to pound some unfortunate soul under the blanket. The victim was yelling for them to stop. On some kind of silent signal the eight guys stopped their beating and scurried back to their own bunks. The bay was quiet except for soft sobbing coming from beneath a blanket on one of the bunks.
A couple days later Rick found a quiet shady spot by a tree and sat down for a smoke. Moments later he was joined by Daryll, one of the black guys from Harlem who was the object of the blanket party two nights earlier.
"Hey Daryll, pull up a tree and have a seat." Rick wasn't exactly one of Daryll's close friends but he offered him a cigarette to be polite.
"Thanks." That was all Daryll said as he sat down. They sat quietly for several minutes blowing smoke into the air.
"Were you in on the party?" Daryll finally asked, staring off into the distance.
Rick, also staring off onto the distance, hesitated just long enough to make an impression before he spoke. "No."
"You know who was?"
Again Rick hesitated. "No."
"Would you tell if you knew?"
Rick looked at Daryll and said, "No."
"You don't know much, do you?"
"You gotta ask the right questions." Rick replied.
"Like what?"
"Like, why?" Rick sure wasn't making this easy for Daryll.
"Okay, why?"
"If I tell ya, you gonna take it out on me?" Rick was intentionally trying to speak at a less educated level so as not to sound like a superior snob.
"I got no beef with you."
Rick took a puff on his cigarette, blew a column of smoke into the air and looked at his inquisitor. "Daryll, you're an okay guy. I got no beef with you either. Some times the guys get pissed at your attitude."
"Whata ya mean?"
"Well...You're not very easy to get along with sometimes. Frankly, sometimes you can be a real prick. I think the guys would like a lot more cooperation than they been gettin'. Ease up. Go along to get along. You're a likable guy and I've seen a good sense of humor but you seem to try to hide it. Nobody expects you to change your personality but maybe you could start emphasizing some of the more friendly parts." Rick stopped talking and remained silent for a couple of minutes then Daryll stood up. He turned to look at Rick and extended his hand.
"Thanks for bein' straight with me. Aren't many guys would tell me what you just did." They shook hands and Daryll started to walked off.
"Daryll?" Rick asked.
"Yeah?" Daryll stopped and turned to look at Rick.
"Why'd you ask me? Why not one of your buddies?"
"I've been watchin' you. Hell, I've been watchin' everybody since the 'party'. I've always been a good judge of people and you looked like someone I could trust. My buds will tell me what they think I wanta hear. You didn't. I was right. Again." Daryll smiled at himself, turned again and walked away
Rick's hand began to tremble slightly. He'd never tried to fuck with a guyâ^À^Ùs mind like that before and was nervous about what he had done. He just hoped he had done the right thing.
The following Saturday evening Rick returned to the barracks about thirty minutes before lights out and heard a ruckus in the latrine, no, the shower. This time, four of the guys were holding one guy against the wall of the shower while two other guys scrubbed him with hard bristle brushes. His skin was kind of reddish in places like they had done a real thorough job. Rick noted the guy getting the shower was the one everyone could smell a mile away and some of the men had apparently taken things into their own hands. Whatever the guy's reasons for not showering often, that shower party changed them. Problem solved. Communal living requires certain standards of hygiene and that involves sacrifices to privacy.
Rick completed basic training and was sent to a technical school. Daryll wound up at the same school and caused a stir when he requested Rick for a roommate. That just wasn't done and the commander was even more surprised when Rick agreed but he approved it. They got along well. Daryll was quite intelligent but he needed the kind of help that Rick could provide. They had plenty of time to talk about their differences. Rick gave Daryll a better understanding of white culture and Daryll returned the favor. They talked a lot about their families and speculated about their futures. Rick continued to struggle with his attraction to men but surprisingly that didn't seem to be a problem with Daryll. They saw each other naked every day and Rick could see Daryll's enormous cock. He estimated it must have been at least seven inches long, and that was soft. Rick couldn't even imagine it's erect size. But Daryll was so obviously straight Rick never developed any erotic physical attraction for him. He was just a good friend.
Rick's next assignment was to Italy while Daryll went to Japan. They continued to correspond for several years. Rick adjusted rapidly in his new assignment. In less than one week he was assigned to a shift and two roommates; a boy from California and a boy from Arkansas. They got along well but the boy from Arkansas was so attractive, the living arrange would challenge Rick's self control. The first weekend after Rick moved in, his roommates announced it was time for him to get initiated. They took him to town for dinner then showed him around. As they walked down a street they stopped in front of a house and rang the bell.
"What place is this?" Rick asked.
"You'll see." Roger said as the door opened. An older woman stood looking down at them.
"Can I help you boys?" The woman spoke with a thick Italian accent. But of course! Rick was in Italy.
"Yeah, Maria. This here's Rick. Just arrived. Time for him to get to know his way around." Ron said.
"I see!" Maria replied excitedly. "Come in. Come in. Such a handsome man. I know exactly what he needs." Maria said as they walked into the parlor and sat down. Maria left the room leaving the three boys alone for a few minutes.
"Okay guys, is this what I think it is?" Before he got an answer Maria entered the room with a young woman on her arm. Rick's manors took over and he stood to greet the ladies. Roger and Ron remained sitting and Rick began to feel embarrassed for some crazy reason.
"Mr. Rick, this is Contessa. I know she will be good for you." And Maria placed Contessa's arm inside Rick's. She was at least a foot shorter than Rick. Contessa looked up at Rick and smiled.
"Come with me." She invited and began pulling on Rick's arm.
"Hear! You'll need this." Roger said as he tossed a small object to Rick. With quick reflexes Rick caught the object and looked at it. A condom. Rick was already nervous and now his stomach was filled with butterflies. His field of vision narrowed and he could only see what was directly in front of him as Contessa lead him down the hall and into a small, softly lit room with nothing but a bed and a bed table. Contessa was talking to him as she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, unbuttoned and removed his shirt, helped him lift his T-shirt over his head, turned him around and made him sit on the bed and removed his shoes and pants. Rick was in a fog. He hadn't understood one thing Contessa said even though she was speaking English. 'Oh god. Can I do this?' Rick thought. He wasn't hard and he probably should have been. 'If I can't get hard I can't complete the act. I'll be discovered!' Contessa removed her dress and was completely naked. 'Nice body.' Rick thought. Contessa pushed him down on the bed with his head on the pillow then she removed his shorts. The coolness of the poorly heated room reached his genitals and they began to respond. Contessa lay beside him and kissed his smooth chest then added more kisses as she moved down his abdomen. The closer she got to Rick's cock the harder he got. He gasped when she took him into her mouth. Now he was really hard.
"You have nice body. And nice big cock. Come, you make love to me." Contessa said as she lay down next to Rick and urged him to get on top of her. Rick was so nervous he was shaking. Was it because he was about to fuck his first pussy or was it because his first fuck was going to be with a girl, not a man. Would this "cure" him?
"Wait!" Rick exclaimed as he grabbed his pants and found the condom. He was fumbling with opening the package when Contessa took it from him and opened it with ease. She rolled the condom onto his now rock hard poll and he was ready. Positioned between Contessa's wide spread legs he got his first look at a real pussy. He wasn't sure what to think. There was no reaction. As he watched, Contessa took hold of his penis and pulled him to her, placing the tip against her opening. She smiled and held out her arms as a symbol welcoming him inside. He pushed. His cock began to slide inside this woman. It was warm, then it was hot. Rick couldn't breathe for a few moments. Instinctively he began to thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw. Contessa was talking again. She was moaning and saying how good he was and telling him to go faster and harder. But Rick was lost in the primal act of copulation, fucking for the first time in his life. Needless to say, he didn't last long. He was disappointed and embarrassed that he couldn't go longer. Later, when he would look back on this event he would realize he did exactly what Contessa wanted him to do, get off quickly. That way she was more quickly available for her next customer. The more customers, the more money. His orgasm was the most intense he had experienced until then, much better than his palm. He remembered hearing himself shout, almost scream and then he collapsed on top of Contessa. His head was spinning. It took him a few minutes to come down from the high of his first fucking orgasm. When he did, he realized Contessa was trying to get him to move off her so she could breathe. He was really crushing her. After regaining his senses he sat on the edge of the bed as Contessa removed the condom and began washing his genitals. He just sat and watched. He didn't get hard. He thought it strange having someone else washing his penis and testicles. The first complete cogent thought that entered his mind was, 'That was good, maybe this has cured me. Maybe I'm not a queer after all.' Still in a fog, Rick dressed and Contessa escorted him back to the parlor. Roger and Roy were not there. He wandered if they had deserted him, he didn't know how to get back to the base. Maria came in and said the boys would be back soon. Rick realized how foolish he was. Of course, they were getting laid also. Soon Roy entered the parlor and Rick's earlier thoughts of being cured were dashed. One look at that killer smile on Roy's face and Rick knew he was lost. He felt a stirring in his groin and knew nothing would cure him.
Over time, Rick adjusted and became comfortable in his environment. He would occasionally go to town with the gang and get laid like a good heterosexual. It did provide a much-needed release. Rick managed to get a part time job as a lifeguard at the base beech. That gave him some extra money that he saved. Roy's tour was up first and then Roger's. At the end of eighteen months, Rick took an assignment to the other side of the world, Taiwan. He hoped he might get a chance to see Daryll. Then he learned Daryll was headed to Germany. Well, that's the way it works when you are in the military.
With his experiences in Italy under his belt, a more mature Rick settled into his new assignment with ease. With the money he saved from his life guard duty he was able to buy an old car from a guy who was leaving for another assignment. He began to think about life after his enlistment and knew he would be handicapped without the college degree he failed to get. When he heard about college extension courses being offered by a reputable U.S. university, he sign up quickly. The courses were offered two nights a week and it fit his schedule like a glove. There were about fifteen students the first evening. All men except for two very attractive young women. By now Rick had learned to appreciate women. Not to be insulting, but he found them to be interesting to be with and talk to and the sex wasn't bad either. After class he cautiously watched to see if anyone made a move on the two young women. Only one guy, an attractive one at that, made an effort to talk to them so Rick sidled up and joined the conversation. No attempt was made to pair up, they were just four people. The other guy was a sailor named Glenn and he proposed they go to one of the clubs to talk and have a drink. The girls said they weren't allowed to do that and had to get a taxi home. That's when Rick spoke up and offered them a ride. They were most impressed that he had a car and accepted. Glenn joined Rick and they escorted the ladies home. Rick noticed with interest how the ladies paired off as they got into the car. Karen, the one Glenn seemed to be interested in sat in the back with him and Pat, the one Rick had an eye for joined him in the front seat. All four had gone to college for a year. The gals were the same age and both guys were two years older. In the following months the four became two couples. There was obviously more going on between Glenn and Karen than between Rick and Pat but it was all under the surface. The four seemed to be together all the time, going places and doing things. It was a great time.
Rick began to see the need for more income so when he saw a notice for a head lifeguard job, he inquired. The military had a recreation beach and needed someone to watch over it on the weekends. They offered him a jeep with a Chinese driver. He would go out each Saturday and Sunday morning and return at sundown. Rick accepted and was rather surprised they hired him so quickly. About three months later, after Rick's routine was set, the girls organized a picnic. Rick let Glenn drive his car and they joined him at the beach, arriving at about 10:30. It was an hour's drive from town. Because Rick was officially on duty he didn't join their fun in the surf. He would have to wait until lunchtime before he got a brake. He watched as his three friends played like children in the waves until he noticed they seemed to be moving farther away. Rick immediately sensed they were caught in a rip tide. They were being carried parallel to the shore and might eventually be far out into the bay. He stood up and headed into the water. Not until Glenn saw Rick start into the water did he too realized they might be in trouble. Glenn told the girls to swim to shore but when they tried they made no progress. Glenn tried to help each of the ladies but they were beginning to get tired. At that moment Rick arrived and took Pat's hand. He told Glenn to help Karen and follow him. He told them to swim with the current while gradually working their way toward the shore. It took about ten minutes before they were able to put their feet down, stand on the sandy bottom and walk out of the water. Once on dry land they collapsed and caught their breath. Ignoring what just happened, they proceeded to enjoy their picnic. At about 2:30, Glenn, Karen and Pat packed all the equipment in the car and drove back to town telling Rick they'd see him when he got back.
Rick spent the rest of the afternoon pondering the seriousness of what had happened and was emotionally moved when he realized how much he cared for his three friends. Yes, he was doing his job but there was more to it. He returned to the hostel that evening much in need of a shower. He walked into his room and pushed the door closed behind him but he didn't hear it close. When he turned around Glenn was standing there staring at him. Glenn closed the door, walked over to Rick, wrapped his arms around him and hugged tightly. Rick could hear Glenn breathing rapidly and deeply.
"I owe you." Glenn said softly into Rick's ear. "You saved my life today. You save three lives today. We talked about it on the drive home. We love you. I love you. I'll always remember." Rick hardly knew what to say. He hadn't thought of it in those terms, saving a life. While Glenn had been talking, Rick naturally let his arms wrap around Glenn. It felt soooo good. He could feel Glenn's heart beating heavily in his chest. He could smell Glenn and it was the most pleasant scent he could ever remember. Blood began to rush into his penis. Using his hands he pushed on Glenn's sides and held him at arm's length. Glenn wasn't crying but there was water in his eyes.
"Hey, Glenn. Thanks for the complement but please try not to read too much into what happened today. That's why I was there. That's my job." Glenn wrapped him in an embrace again.
"No man, you were great. Really." Now Rick really had to brake the hug. His erection was beginning to get out of control. And why shouldn't it. At 6' 2" and 175 lb., Glenn was exceptionally handsome. His blond hair, blue eyes and fair skin, broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips were a great turn-on. Add to all that his great smile and jovial personality and Rick was overwhelmed. They parted and Rick quickly turned around.
"Give me a few minutes for a shower and we'll go pick up the girls."
"Well...there's been a change of plans. The ladies were kind of exhausted by what happened and changed their minds about going out tonight."
"Oh...okay. Have you had dinner? I'm hungry." Rick asked.
"No, I haven't eaten, but I know a good Chinese place." They both laughed vigorously at that one. In Taiwan every restaurant is a Chinese place. In the shower, Rick got himself off quickly thinking about fondling Glenn's equipment. They went to one of the military clubs for dinner and sat quietly talking. For the first time they were sharing personal information, really getting to know one another. Although they already considered themselves friends, this was the beginning of a true friendship between two men. Each seemed to sense a firm bond forming. There was a certain level of trust that each felt with the other.
One evening on the way back to the girlâ^À^Ùs houses after dinner and dancing, Rick could hear Karen and Glenn moving around in the back seat. Then he heard Karen say "NO!" A quiet argument ensued. Rick dropped them in front of Karen's house.
"Shall I pick you up in a little while?" He asked Glenn.
"No." Glenn replied. "YES!" Karen said at the same time.
"I'll be back in fifteen minutes." Rick stated. When he got to Pat's house they sat and kissed for a while.
"You'd better go get Glenn." Pat said. "Something's going on and I can guess what it is." The whole time they had known each other, Rick and Pat had enjoyed petting but they were careful not to go too far. This was not the time or place in their lives for that. Perhaps when they were back in the States and circumstances were more normal they might reconsider.
When Rick drove up to Karen's house, Glenn was sitting alone on the front steps. He stood up, walked to the car and got in. He just stared straight-ahead not saying a word. Rick didn't move. The car engine was running but the transmission was in park.
"You know where I want to go?" Glenn finally asked.
"Something tells me it's not home." Rick replied.
"If you're with me, start driving. I'll tell you where to turn." Rick put the transmission in D and pulled away from the curb. Soon they were on the main highway going out of town and Rick knew the only thing of interest in that direction was the 'resort' area. Following Glenn's directions, he pulled up and stopped in front of the best brothel at the resort. He had been there before. "I'm buyin' so knock yourself out." Glenn said as they walked up the steps. Rick knew that at that hour all the 'ladies' would have already serviced several customers and they might be out of luck. Finally, the madam brought out two nice looking young women and Glenn took one by the hand. If Rick wanted to get laid he had only one choice. They walked down the hall and went into rooms directly across the hall from each other. When Rick looked around the room he was pleasantly surprised. He hadn't seen this one before. The walls and ceiling were all mirrors. This was going to be fun. After getting undressed Rick and his partner lay quietly for a while as they slowly slid their hands over each other's bodies. It was very sensually stimulating. Just as Rick was preparing to mount up, the door burst open and in marched Glenn, his eight inch, condom covered erection sticking out in front of him with his partner in tow.
"Make room! We're gonna be a 'fucking' team!" Glenn ordered with laughter in his voice as he almost threw his partner on the bed and climbed between her legs. Although Rick was startled at first he recovered quickly and got into position chuckling all the time. When he looked in the mirror at the head of the bed he could see directly down between his and Glenn's partners and see their cocks lined up ready for penetration. This was visual stimulation like he could not imagine. As Glenn began to penetrate so did Rick. When Glenn withdrew, so did Rick. They matched each other thrust for thrust. This whole crazy situation made Rick harder than he had ever been before. He was mesmerized as he watched Glenn's steel shaft slide in and out of his 'lady.' Rather than shooting his load due to over stimulation, the whole scene seemed to increase Rick's endurance. As Glenn increased speed, Rick matched him. This was a contest to see who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, the longest. In retrospect, Rick marveled that the bed didn't collapse.
Finally Glenn let out a loud "Haaaa! Ahhhhhh! Shiiiit! Fuuuuuck! Ohhh!" He collapsed on top of his whore and was quiet. Rick's orgasm seemed to be directly connected to Glenn's because seconds after Glenn let go so did Rick. His wasn't quite as impressive but it was still awesome. The 'ladies' got them out of the bed and into the waiting tub of hot water and washed their genitals. Glenn and Rick dressed quickly and left. 'No porno flick can ever top that.' Rick thought. He also realized that the entire time he was more sexually excited by watching Glenn's cock and fantasizing about the erotic sensations Glenn was feeling through that cock and witnessing Glenn's orgasm than he was by any thing else. Not one word was spoken on the drive home. And, it was never mentioned any time in the future. Ever! It was something they shared that needed no further comment. That one erotic fantasy would dominate all others for many years to come.
Chris can't continue any longer; he must stop here because of pressing personal conflicts. Before closing, he reviews all three chapters. So far, he is pleased with how well the pieces of his story are coming together but has to make some minor modifications in the first two chapters so characters and events flow better. In Chapter 4 Rick is going to have to deal with some of his past before focusing on the future.