This story is the second part of a series. It contains scenes of a bisexual and homosexual nature. This is not intended to be a sexual interlude, it is a story about star-crossed love and misguidedness. Even so, you must be 18 and not offended by the bisexual or homosexual lifestyle, and if it offends you, please note this is not my intent, I just have a story I want to tell. The people and events in this tale are fictional, although some traits are based on real people I know, and real fantasies of mine.
Lost on the Beach Chapter 2
I don't know how long we kissed. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I had kissed several girls in my life, Zoe and I pressed out lips quite often. However, I had always been the guy in my relationships.. I was the strong one initiating the kiss and holding it. Now I was the metaphorical girl. Lucas had me pinned against the cement island, his strong masculine arms feeling their way all over my body.. from my chest to inside the waist of my swimmingtrunks. Finally Lucas pulled away from me, my heart was beating faster than I had ever felt. Our eyes met, and it felt like he was looking deep into my soul.
"I have wanted to do that for so long..." he whispered to me, as a tear of joy began to roll down his cheek. At this point I felt like an idiot, here I had just made out with my best friend in a pool on a tropical island, and it took this for me to realize that this friend was in love with me. We had been friends for 12 years.. and I never realized he was in love with me.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him, still dazed by the kiss.
"I didn't think you'd feel the same.. I've seen you with Zoe.. But it was this island.. I just had to do it Max.. and I saw you drawing me on the beach.. I saw your picture of me.. and.. I couldn't not kiss you.. I'm sorry Max.. please don't..." He was almost in tears by the time I interuppted him with a small peck on the lips.
I looked into his eyes. I knew I didn't love him the way I loved Zoe.. but there was something different in the way he looked at me. I felt special.. the way a girl feels special when a guy looks at her. I realized how much he wanted me.. and I wanted to be wanted. More than anything, I felt a need for him to desire me. I didn't want this feeling to end yet.. so I had to make a decision. "Lucas.. I can't describe what I feel right now.. all I know is.. I am going to go upstairs to the room and change.. and I want you to come up in 15 minutes.. "
"but.. what are you..." He tried to ask, but I stopped him.
"I have to do this now Lucas.. before I change my mind." And with that, I left him in the pool, and headed for the room. When I got there, I grabbed a bottle of wine from the mini-bar and poured two glasses. I turned down the lights in the room, and placed two burning red candles on the main table. When Lucas entered the room, I was wearing nothing but a Bathrobe and a smile.
"Max?.. Max?" He felt his way around the room untill he came to me sitting on the bed in the robe, my legs crossed seductively. He smiled and felt his way up on the bed. the curtains blew in the wind from the open windows. the candle flames danced in the wind and died down as I lost my virginity, to another man.
"What's wrong Zoe?" Emily asked as the other girl was packing her bag.
"It's Max, Em. I can feel him.. in my heart.. something is happening and I don't know what... But I have to find him... I have to be with him.. I have to..." Emily looked at Zoe with pure rage in her eyes.
"Max? You're leaving me for Max? WHAT? What is the deal with Max? First Lucas and now you? Damnit! I am so sick of hearing about how wonderful Max is. What about Emily. What about me damnit!! Get out of here! Go!"
I woke up that morning feeling different than I had the night before. I was no longer a virgin.. I had had sex last night.. and as much as I had wanted it last night.. this morning was different. I had wanted to have sex on this trip.. but with Zoe... and instead I had ruined it. It wasn't the fact that my partner was a guy.. suprisingly losing my virginity to another boy wasn't a big deal.. and Lucas was good... VERY good.. but.. he wasn't Zoe. I looked over at him. We were sleeping in the same bed..but I had to get out of the room. I got up and put my pants on. I decided to get breakfast. I grabbed my artbook and headed down to the restaraunt. After breakfast I sat down on the beach and began to sketch the morning tide. finally I could not draw any more. My mind drifted to Lucas and Zoe.. I knew that I had screwed things up big time.. and nothing I could do would fix that.
Someone was going to get hurt in this.. badly.. and whatever happened would be all my fault.