A new Beginning - Chapter Three
This is a story involving male to male relations. If reading stories like this is something you don't want to be doing, or it is illegal where you are, I'd suggest you leave. If not, then read on.
This story is mainly fantasy. The main character is me!
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<A New Beginning - Chapter 3>
By the time I got into the shower I was sporting an erection again. I just couldn't get the sight of Trevor nude out of my head. He was so much my "ideal" guy (although until right now I'd never thought anything even vaguely like that). I suppose that in the past I'd have said that if I had to choose an ideal body then Trevor would have fit the bill quite nicely thank you. I stood with the warm water flowing over me and thought about what had just happened to me, about my reactions, and about what the future could hold. If I was ever going to experience the "other side" then my circumstances now were ideal. I was free and easy with nothing to hold me back. The possibilities were endless.
Thinking through all of this my mind kept returning to the vision in the loungeroom earlier. I became more and more aware of my arousal and was tempted to take care of myself there and then in the shower. Hell, it'd been something like three weeks since I last blew a load, so it wasn't surprising that when I did re-awaken there'd be some urgency.
These thoughts, however, were immediately shelved when Trevor knocked briefly on the door and walked in.
"Sorry," he said. "Forgot to brush my teeth. Don't mind me! I'm out of here ASAP, see you this evening. Have a good day."
"Yeah, you too" was all I could muster in response as he breezed back out of the bathroom after brushing.
Needless to say my erection had been forgotten the moment he knocked. I'd quickly turned to the wall so that he couldn't see my arousal and I hoped that I wasn't as red as I felt I was. If he hadn't knocked he certainly would have got an eyefull. By the time he left I was nearly shaking with adrenaline at the close call.
I calmed myself down and ended up enjoying the shower, finally feeling relaxed by the time I'd toweled myself off afterwards. I then sat down and had breakfast and settled down for a day "at home" for the first time in a while. Having a home base rather than a hotel room makes a big difference, and I felt I could lounge around the day and relax a while. Trevor had a great stereo and awesome CD and DVD collection so there was certainly plenty to keep me occupied during the day. There was also a video recorder and a small collection of videos, but the DVD sort of made it redundant.
I spent most of the morning on the balcony with an assortment of CDs playing in the CD stacker. I couldn't believe that he had Violent Femmes albums. You don't see them that often and they seem to be an acquired taste, but I really enjoyed singing along with a few of them (I hope the neighbours weren't at home).
After a few hours I started looking through the DVD collection, noting in my mind which ones I hadn't seen before. He has quite a lot, many of them new releases, so there were plenty that I wanted to see. I also checked through his video collection to see what he had. I found a couple of pornos of course (What good video collection doesn't have pornos in it eh?) and decided to drop one into the player for fun. Trevor wouldn't be home for about 2 hours so I could do so in some privacy.
I settled back on the couch to watch as the opening credits came up. The usual crappy soundtrack that seems to be the trademark of all pornos and then the opening scene started. About now I checked the cover again just to make sure. What was on the screen was certainly not "Debbie Does Dallas" (I'd put this in for a bit of a laugh.... we'd watched it at a class get-together after we finished school, but all the good bits had been edited out. Do you realise that if you take all the sex scenes out it only lasts for around 5 minutes!!!?? It's true!) But was a room full of naked men basically sucking each other off or at least having a good grope. I rewound a bit to the credits and found out that it was actually called "Day of Decadence". Seems like my new friend Trevor might just have a secret he hadn't told me about.
My curiosity piqued, I checked out the other pornos that he had. Sure enough most of them were not what the cover indicated, and most of them were either gay or bisexual content. Trevor was obviously interested in guys!!
I now started to wonder just how casual him walking out with the towel this morning had been, and whether him forgetting to brush his teeth was an accident or not. Hey, I got a little paranoid, but it was also deliciously erotic in a strange sort of way (strange for me that is, never having had more to do with a guys body than reading about it or looking at pictures). Thankfully my reality kicked in and I pulled myself together. This could all just be a coincidence! It certainly didn't bother me that Trevor was either gay or bisexual. I've never had a problem with that. I've got some friends at home that are gay, but they know that I'm married and that I've never shown any interest in them (although one or two I've quietly admired when I've got the chance). I just decided that I'd see how things unfolded.
If I wanted to try something with a guy, then Trevor was the hunk I'd always dreamed of, and I'd coem to know that Trevor was not the type to take things likely or hurt a friend. I figured the best thing would be to take this new knowledge on board and watch what happened. If Trevor wanted to make a move then I'd work out at the time whether I'd be receptive or not. It's one thing to fantasize about something, and quite another thing to actually play it out. I'm not sure if I'm ready to take that big a step just yet.
Having made this decision I put the videos back where I'd found them, selected "The Matrix" from the DVD collection and settled down to watch. I'd seen it before, but I still loved it. Great special effects.
I think I was dosing when Trevor arrived home.
"Hard day I see," was his greeting "Must be tough having so much to do"
He stood grinning down at me as I stretched and got up out of the couch.
"Hey, it's just so nice to be able to relax completely. Thanks again for allowing me to stay here a while. So much better than a hotel or backpacker lodge."
"No problem."
We'd been having hot weather even though it was the end of March (our summer) so you pretty well always had a shower as soon as you came back in side. Just looking outside made you sweat some days it was so hot. Trevor dropped into his bedroom to grab some clothes and then sauntered into the bathroom to have a shower. He didn't close the bathroom door behind him so I could see directly inside to the wall mirror. Having sat back down on the couch I had a perfect view of the shower enclosure. This had to be more than just a coincidence.
I heard him go to the toilet and then saw him move back into view stripping off his clothes as he headed for the shower. Before hopping in he had a big stretch, one of the type to get the kinks out of your back. I popped a boner immediately watching this as he held that position for what seemed like an eternity before reaching in and turning on the water. Before he stepped in he turned briefly and flashed a big grin at the mirror. I wasn't the only one sporting a boner. I only got a quick view before he turned and stepped into the shower. Even that one quick view was enough to nearly put me over the edge. By God he was beautiful.
I watched his hazey image as he washed in the shower. He knew he was being washed so he took his sweet time about it. I couldn't see anything clearly, but I could see enough to keep my mind working overtime. Then the water turned off and he reached out to get his towel. He took his time drying himself in the fogged up shower stall before stepping out onto the bathmat with his towel strategically held in front of his crotch. He grinned at me again as he walked directly towards the mirror before coming out the door of the bathroom. He walked out until he stood in front of me on the couch and dropped his towel.
"You like what you see?" he said huskily.
"Yes!" I managed to whisper around a suddenly dry throat.
He stood there in all his glory allowing me to srink my fill of the sight of him. If he looked good before, then hard he was magnificent. With the golden afternoon light gleaming off him his chest hair looked like glimmering gold, the abdominals like they were crafted from iron, with his cock proudly standing out in front of him for the world to see (although I was lucky enough to be the only one viewing him). I'd say he was above average in length and thickness, but I wouldn't really know. I've never even measured myself but I've been told I'm above average. He was probably the same length as me, but definitely thicker.
"You're welcome to touch you know"
I slowly reached out and carressed his thigh, causing a shudder to run through his body and his cock to twitch hypnotisingly in froont of me. I sat up properly on the couch and looked up at him. He had a rapt expression on his face as I slowly ran coth my hands down his sides and down his thighs. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, opening them again to watch my next moves. I brought one hand up to his chest, felling the iron-hard pecs and trailed it down through the trail of hair running down his body, enjoying my first feel of muscle. I felt each of the ripples of his abdomen, bringing my second hand up with the first. By now he was whimpering quietly. I decided to have some fun.
I slowly trailed my hands down his stomach, brushing them lightly through the thick hair. I knew how that felt, the almost ticklish quality, as your skin isn't touched, but the touch is given to you by the movement of the hairs. It produces a feather-like quality that, providing you aren't ticklish, is highly erotic. Obviously Trevor was like me and was highly sensitive without being ticklish.
I continued to trail my hands down, avoiding his crotch and started down his legs. He had the most magnificent muscles and I felt them thoroughly, trailing my fingers where I knew were sensitive spots on me. That was my only frame of reference, having never touched a man before, to use my own body reactions to give Trevor the most enjoyment I could. By now his eyes were closed and he was moaning softly as my hands trailed over him.
A drop of clear liquid appeared through the slit on the head of his cock. I ran my hands down his legs once more and his cock twitched and more precum appeared. I slowly ran my hands up his calves, behind his knees, and around his thighs, trailing my right hand upwards until I lightly came into contact with his balls. Trevor let out a gasp and his eyes shot open, his cock gave an almighty twitch and I thought he was going to lose it there and then, but he somehow held out and he looked down at me with a mixture of lust and happiness. I lightly brushed his balls again and he purred and closed his eyes once more.
Another brush, another shudder. I could feel him starting to build. I suppose I put myself in his place and knew what was needed. I brushed his balls and reached behind them for that sensitive spot just behind them that alsways sent me skyward. I stroked it lightly and he groaned again, his breath now coming in ragged gasps. Still stroking this most sensitive spot I brought my left hand up and ran my fingers lightly from the base of his cock to the head with a detour to run them around the sensitive rim. At the same time I breathed warm air onto the head.
That was all it took. He gasped, his cock swelling hugely as I pushed him over the edge. His balls pulled up tightly under my hand and I squeezed them lightly, still stroking the area behind them. He bucked as my fingers lightly ran up and down his hard length and I wrapped my hand around him, marvelling at the pulsing feel of steel under velvet, the softness of his skin, stretched tightly over the pulsing core. His first shot sailed over my shoulder, his next landed on my chest. I grabbed hold of his hips as he started to lose his balance and I held him up as his orgasm travelled its course through his toned body.
"That was incredible" he murmured in awe when he'd finally come down enough to be able to speak. "Where'd you learn to hit all those spots?"
"I know my own body fairly well, and I just headed for the same areas as I know get to me." I said laughingly. "You enjoy?"
"Oh Yes." He said with a sigh "I enjoy!"
I made him sit down on the couch and went to get him a glass of water. In the kitchen I grabbed some paper towels and cleaned his cum off my torso and came back to him with the water.
As I handed him the glass he looked at me with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Your next you know," he said "and now I know all the areas that get to you based on what you did to me. This could be fun."
And it was!!!
Well, there's installment number three. Thanks to everyone who's given me feedback on the story. I hope you guys are still enoying it
As I said at the top, please let me (Paul) know at yvonneva@hotmail.com. This is my first go at writing, so I need feedback.