All the usual disclaimers apply. IF this material is illegal or inapporpriate for you to read in any way, please stop reading and leave. These stories are partial works of fiction. Although the events are totally true, the names of those involved have been changed to protect their identity.
My first series included stories about my sex life from the time I moved into my very first apartment to present time. This series, however, is about missed opportunity. In these instances, a sexual encounter between individuals seemed a sure bet, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, the total possible event was never realized. This group of stories is dedicated to those that share my frustration regarding lost opportunities.
During the mid to late 80's, I began a sexual relationship with a friend after several long years of speculation. Because of our similar objectives and lack of inhibition, our encounters together are among some of the most memorable to me.
Pat and I began our relationship sometime between my 8th grade year and my sophmore year in highschool. Once that floodgate opened, we often found ourselves engaging in mutual sexual gratification almost every time we got together. Months passed and slowly but steadily we began to feel more and more comfortible with our developing relationship.
Like a lot of relationships, sexual activity; although fulfilling, can sometimes become repetitious. During one of our many nights together, we shared with each other some of the sexual encounters we'd been involved in. Altough it was cool to get something like this off your chest, a lot of times it is secretly entended to find others who might be interested in sharing these types of experiences with. Pat told me that he had recently stayed the night at a friends house. During that evening, Pat told me this friend of his had exhibited some rather provocative behavior.
He told me that during a rather spirited game of truth or dare, his friend admitted that although he wasn't gay, he would love to try having sex with a guy just to see what it was like. Even before this statement, Pat was smitted with AJ. AJ posessed some of the most sought-after traits one can have. He was medium height, with dark hair and eyes, and had a physique that most people devote a life-time to achieve. He was fortunate enough to posess these traits naturally. He had strong shoulders and chest and had biceps and forarms that showed off natural definition. He also boasted a perfect 6-pack that he often showed off when he placed his hand there. Because of these coveted traits, Pat was too intimidated by him and was unable to attempt to seduce him. Apparently that night, AJ took the ball in his court when he made his bold statement.
AJ had always been a tease. His conversations among his friends often included talk about sex, masturbation and "joking" propositions made to many of his friends. In fact, when I first met AJ at summer camp, I remember him asking his entourage if any of them would be interested in wearing his underwear. Not the ones in his suitcase, but the ones he had been wearing at that moment. Although none of his friends took him up on his offer, inside I was screaming, Me! ME!!"
I didn't know AJ at that point, but I did know that if given the opportunity, I would love to be able to experience his body. Summer camp adjourned that year and we all went back to our lives. The next spring, Pat invited me to his birthday party. When I arrived, I immediately noticed that he had invited AJ. Despite feeling very glad to see him, I began wondering if Pat and AJ began hanging out together because Pat had gotten involved with him much the same way Pat and I had. I wasn't able to talk to Pat about it right away, and just enjoyed the opportunity to get to know AJ as best I could.
Once some of Pat's guests began to leave, he tapped me on the shoulder and told me that he needed to talk to me. Once alone, he told me that he and AJ had messed around when AJ spent the night awhile back. He said that during their night together, they had been talking about some of the guys they had messed around with. During that conversation, Pat told AJ about the great times we had shared toghether. AJ told him that he'd remembered me from camp and wondered if I would be willing to mess around with him as well. Needless to say, I was all ears.
Once I shared my desire to mess around with he and AJ, Pat set about the task of getting AJ the permission to stay over night with us. He launched a campaign to have his mother call AJ's mom and ask her if it was alright for AJ to stay over too. She said she would call for us and did so almost immediately. Once Pat heard these words, he approached the both of us with the news that his mom was going to make this thing happen for Pat since it was his birthday. We immediately began the planning process for the evening allthewhile never admitting what we all had hoped would happen. At this point, to us this was a sure thing.
The three of us retreated to Pat's basement and set about the task to prepare the environment. We were all three very horny and despite never having talked about what we had intended to do with each other, there seemed to be a non-verbal understanding that this was to be our first three-way.
We spent close to on hour bringing pillows and blankets and various other sleepover gear down to Pat's basement. Although none of us actually talked about having sex together, a large portion of our non-verbal communication suggested that this was going to happen for us. In fact, with AJ's usual character, he said, "are we going to have some fun together tonight, or what?"
During one of our final trips to the garage for supplies, a set of headlights turned and aimed it's lights right at us. It was AJ's mom!!!! Instead of turing off the car and making her way to talk to Pat's mom, she quickly announced that AJ couldn't sleep over and that he needed to gather his things because it was time to go. Reluctantly, AJ went into Pat's house and retrieved his belonging and took a seat in the car right next to his mom.
In that last brief moment. Both of us could see the disappointment in AJ's eyes as his mother began to back from the driveway. In those last few moments, all three of us realized that our chances together had come and gone. As they pulled out of the driveway and began to leave, Pat's mom told us that AJ was going to move away. She explained that AJ came over for his party as a way of having a little fun before he left. She went on to say that had he known, he wouldn't have been able to enjoy his party and that was why she kept it from him.
Although each of us were unique in our own ways, we did share one common interest: we wanted to get each other off. I know I was going to grieve over this, and judging from Pat's reaction, he was pretty pissed too. But, when AJ cast his one last glance at me; I knew right then he had hoped to hook up with us as much as I wanted to. It was at that moment, that I learned just how much AJ and I shared in common.
Although we never did act on our impulses, I knew he wanted me just as bad or more than I wanted him. Although we were never able to consumate our relationship, I have the confidence today that he enjoyed