The following story about Will, an 18-year-old man in California, and Miguel, a 19-year-old baseball player from the Dominican Republic, is a work of fiction. I made it up and used names not associated with anyone I know. If you're a minor, you don't belong here, but you know that already. Go do something productive instead.
Please don't reproduce this story in any form without my permission -- it's my creation and I own the rights to it. Please let me know what you think of it at nvtahoeus@yahoo.com. It will continue for several more chapters.
- Damian
END OF PART 6
Miguel looked a bit nervous about my putting off any further talking for a while, but he went along with it. Mom and the girls came back home from shopping and we all had a nice lunch together. Dad didn't let on that anything unusual happened while they were away, and everyone seemed in good spirits.
They left about 1:30 and said they'd be gone until dinner time. They had some errands to run before and after the play. Dad gave me another weak smile and a wink before they all left. I knew he was struggling with this situation. I don't think he'd ever suspected that I might be gay before, but he was a fair-minded and reasonable sort of guy who would do his best to hold his family together despite curve balls like he'd experienced this morning. At least, that's what I told myself -- I had to hold onto hope that he wouldn't come between Miguel and me.
When we were at last alone, I took Miguel by the hand and walked him back to our room.
PART 7
"Miguel, you and I are going to have to have a really serious talk. We won't be disturbed by anyone for the next several hours. I'd really like it if we could start by getting undressed and just holding each other for a while."
I looked in his eyes with all the love I felt for him, and he held my gaze while he stood there in front of me. He pulled off his shirt and helped me out of my own, putting his arms around me and holding me close. Then I felt his hands unbuckling my belt and pulling my zipper down. He sat down on the end of the bed and lovingly divested me of every last stitch I had on. I stood naked before him for several minutes while he examined my entire body with his eyes and hands once more, head to foot.
Then we switched places, and I helped him out of his pants, socks, and underwear and examined him the same way. I couldn't resist playing with his foreskin. He wasn't completely hard yet, and I was able to move his foreskin freely back and forth over the head of his beautiful hardening cock. Not having one myself, I was enchanted with it and loved seeing his glans peeking out from it.
"That feels incredible, Will, but you're going to distract me if you keep that up. I want to hear what you have to say, but first I want to say something. "
He paused before continuing.
"Will, I want you to know that...I really appreciate all that you did for me last night. It was exactly what I needed, and I don't regret any of it. I'm still trying to make sense of it all, but you really helped me out last night."
"Miguel, I loved last night, too, and I loved the way you let me comfort you. But before we go any farther, there's something that you need to know that I've been reluctant to talk about."
We both sat on the end of my bed, and I held Miguel's hands in my own.
"I've never said these words to anyone before today, and I hope it won't be a big surprise to you, Miguel, but...well, you need to know...I'm gay. I've known for several years now, but I was going to wait until I went away to college to tell anyone. I just told my dad this morning. I haven't told you before because I was afraid that you'd not be comfortable knowing that about me. I didn't want you to leave and go somewhere else. But after last night, I just can't go on without you knowing that about me. I hope it won't make a difference in how you feel about me. Does it?"
"I don't know, Will," he said after a short pause. "I suspected that might be the case, but I really didn't want to dwell on it. It's not something that I've ever encountered face to face in my life before. I just want you to know that I really, really like you a lot and have felt so good about the way we've become such good friends these past few weeks. To be honest, I've been wrestling with my feelings about that same subject, and it scares the hell out of me."
He took a deep breath and went on. "The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. I never expected someone so handsome and so nice would be sleeping in the next bed and taking off his clothes in front of me all the time. Do you know when it really hit me that I was dealing with something special going on inside of me?"
"No, tell me," I said.
"It was the second day after we met. You'd been out with your buddies playing basketball or something, and you came home and stripped for a shower. You dropped your shorts and then I saw that you didn't have anything on except a jockstrap. Your beautiful ass was right there in front me, and my heart skipped a beat, I think. Then you took off the jock and put on your robe to go to the bathroom. I'd never had that reaction to seeing a naked guy before.
"You want to know something else? I'm kind of embarrassed to tell you, but I jacked off in the shower that I took right after you finished yours and waited for me in the bedroom, because seeing your bare buns turned me on so much."
"Really? That's sweet. I never knew."
"But then I started feeling really guilty for staring at you like that. The next morning you showed me your, uh, front side and your dad walked in about that time. Do you remember that?"
"Of course I do. Dad hadn't seen me that exposed before and never with a hard-on."
"Then later that evening, we took turns showing ourselves to each other completely. You let me touch your dick and your balls, and then you did the same thing to me. I'd never in my life been so excited by anything. When we were done we jacked off together -- in our separate beds."
Miguel continued while I listened. I stroked his bare thighs while he talked.
"But I've been on an emotional rollercoaster ever since. Every time I see you...naked, which is every day, of course, I just marvel at how beautiful you are and how much I want to touch you again. I'd never thought about being gay before, but I guess I'm going to have to deal with it because I think I might be, too. And you have no idea how hard that is for me to admit to myself, and even more to say out loud."
"Oh, Miguel..."
"You don't have to say anything. This is hard for me to talk about. I hear it's not uncommon to be gay and out in the U.S., but it's entirely different where I come from. You have to be really careful or you'll be shunned -- or worse. But my feelings for you are so intense that I just want us to be open and honest with each other and to enjoy the time we have together. I'm already dreading the fall, when you'll go away to college and I'll be left alone in this room."
Miguel climbed up on my lap and straddled me, holding me tight. I put my arms around his waist and lay my head on his chest. I didn't know what to say. I was thrilled to hear that Miguel thought he might be gay, too, but I was scared of what kind of future we might -- or might not -- be able to have with each other after August.
"Will, lie back on your pillow and let me love you like you loved me last night. I don't know anything about how to give a massage, but I just want to touch you all over and feel your hard cock in my hands like the first time we touched."
He had me put my hands behind my head so he'd have maximum access to my naked body and just started stroking me all over with his gentle fingertips. My nipples got hard as little rocks as he tweaked them. I wasn't all the way hard when he first touched my dick and balls, but it didn't take long for my dick to fully extend under his exquisite touch. He held it in one hand while he touched me all over with his other. Every part of my body felt alive and stimulated, and I could feel pre-cum starting to make its way up to my dick slit. As soon as it started oozing out, Miguel rubbed it all over the head of my dick. Wow -- what a feeling! I thought he was preparing to jack me off like I'd done to him last night, but then I saw his head drop to my crotch. Was he really going to...?
My question was answered before I even got it formed in my mind. I felt Miguel's soft tongue running up and down the entire length of my shaft, lapping up my pre-cum in the process. I felt tingles all the way to my toes! Every nerve ending on my body was on high alert and making me ache for more. Finally, he engulfed my entire cock in his mouth, and I could feel the tip of it at the entrance to his throat. This was my first time to be on the receiving end of an overtly sexual experience with another person, and it was even more thrilling than I had ever imagined it would be. Miguel, Miguel -- this handsome Dominican that I loved so much -- had taken my whole cock in his mouth and was slurping away like a mad man.
He held the base of my cock in one hand and played with my balls with the other, touching me where no one else ever had since I was a boy getting a bath from my parents or being examined in the doctor's office. Neither kind of activity had excited me like this, of course. Those brown fingers of my wonderful lover were now working their way between my buns, and I could feel his index finger looking for my hole while he continued his welcome oral assault on my fully engorged cock. When he at last found my hole and caressed me gently down there, he pulled tighter on the skin on my shaft, making it hypersensitive to his touch and harder than it had ever been in my young life.
I couldn't hold on any longer -- I allowed myself to finally give in to the spasms that were now propelling huge quantities of my cum into Miguel's mouth. I had never experienced a feeling like this in my life, and I thought of him blasting away to my manual touches last night as I was doing the same to his oral lovemaking right then. I raised my butt off the bed as I came in his mouth -- I thought I'd gone to heaven. Blast after blast -- Miguel must have been drowning in it.
"Miguel! Please let up -- I can't take any more. I'm drained, but oh, buddy, it felt sooo good!"
I saw him sit up and swallow my load and grin. "I thought so, too, amigo. You tasted every bit as good as I thought you would. That was hot! I've been wanting to do that to you ever since I saw your cock for first time and thought how it would fit so nicely into my mouth."
Our eyes locked, and I never saw such an expression of complete acceptance and joy on anyone's face before as I saw on Miguel's right then. He truly looked happy for the first time in several days. As for me, I was floating on Cloud Nine -- thankful for this wonderful experience that had bonded us together in such an intimate way.
I pulled him down on top of me, and we kissed -- gently and lovingly -- and just held each other for a long time, enjoying this quiet moment of bliss in an otherwise empty house. Miguel and I -- there was no one else in the world right then but us -- kissing and loving and enjoying each other's closeness. It was the first time I had experienced Miguel lying on top of me like this, and I felt so loved, so safe, so appreciated for just being me.
Finally I spoke up. "Miguel, whether you're gay or not, you are one red hot dude. I love you, man. Can I say that without upsetting you?"
"Can just we take things a step at a time, Will?" he said after an uncomfortably long pause. Clearly he wasn't ready to talk about love yet. I was, but I knew I had to be patient with him or this whole thing might blow up in my face.
"Do you want to get off, Miguel? I'd be glad to return the favor," I offered.
"That's okay, Will. I'm very satisfied right now. Maybe later tonight we can do something else. Could we...well, you know?"
"No, what? Have you got another idea? I'm all ears."
"Well, I've heard that some guys like to...you know...put their dicks in each others' butts. Could we try that?"
"Sure," I replied, with all the excitement I could express -- things were looking up again. "Do you want to be a top or a bottom?"
"Well, you know I've never done either one, but I think I really want to be the top. Your white ass is just amazing, and I want it so bad."
"It's all yours, buddy. Just say when."
"When" came sooner than I thought. Miguel was still hard after several minutes of snuggling. We still had the house to ourselves, so we took advantage of it. I was nervous about taking this step but also very eager to feel his wonderful cock inside of me.
I had bought some condoms in order to be prepared when the opportunity "arose." It was fun putting one on Miguel's cock -- he was so big...and so hard! He turned me over with my butt propped up and lubed my love chute with his fingers, starting with one and then progressing to two as I got used to this unfamiliar invasion. I felt incredibly vulnerable, but in a good way. He was very patient and knew to take his time with me to get me ready. I think he really loved my ass and made love to it with his hands and fingers for a long time before he tried to penetrate me.
Finally, the moment of truth arrived. I had loved the preliminaries, but the main event started awkwardly. At first, Miguel couldn't get the right angle. When we finally got that problem figured out, his initial entry was quite painful for me. I begged him to stop, and he did. After a while I kind of got used to it. It still hurt, but it was getting better. Finally, when he reached my prostate, I started to relax and enjoy it more.
After a few minutes of being slow and careful, he started humping me pretty fast and apparently really getting into it. He didn't say much, so I assumed he was off in some fantasy and building rapidly toward his climax.
"Will, Will, I'm fucking your hot ass...you are so sexy...oh, buddy, I'm gonna cum!"
Suddenly I knew he had. What a fantastic feeling it was to have Miguel's cock explode deep within me! My own cock had reinflated while he was humping away, and I nearly came a second time as it rubbed against the sheets.
When he was through he collapsed on my back and moaned contentedly as he kissed my back and neck. "Will, you are so wonderful -- I can't believe you let me inside of you this way -- I loved it so much! You are such a sexy man!"
Finally our wonderful afternoon alone was coming to an end. I knew we had to get cleaned up and dressed before the family returned, so we walked naked to the bathroom and showered together, enjoying every sudsy touch. Then we did something we'd never done before -- this was a day of firsts -- we walked through the house naked to the kitchen to get something to drink. What a rush that was! I was hoping Dad didn't have a video surveillance system that I didn't know about.
For the next several days -- and nights -- Miguel and I spent as much time together as our schedules would allow, usually sleeping together in my bed. I was in my final weeks of high school, and he was in his final preparations for his baseball team's opener. To his extreme joy -- and mine, of course -- he managed to escape being cut and was given a spot on the team as a first baseman -- a job at which he would ultimately come to excel. And you wouldn't believe how hot he would look in that tight uniform!
I also sat down with Mom and Dad and broke the news to Mom about being gay. She didn't handle it too well at first, crying and blaming herself, but she said she would work to try to understand and accept. That's all I can ask for.
Miguel and I didn't fuck a lot after that first time, but I finally got to pop his cherry one Friday night and loved doing it. More often we just enjoyed sucking each other off and cuddling before we fell asleep. If I wasn't sure I was gay before, I was sure of it now!
But just as we were settling into a routine of sorts, there was another big surprise in store for both of us.
(To be continued soon. Please send any feedback to Damian at vtahoeus@yahoo.com. Please mention your first name and location in your message. I like to know where my readers live. Thanks for reading my story.)