VICTOR
WARNING: This is a fantasy about gay men/boys and homosexual acts between them. If you are not of legal age or over to be reading this material or you do not approve of homosexuality, please leave and find your own material.
Chapter #1
It was a cold, sloppy night and I was not in a good mood. Someone had parked in my space and I had to walk about 3 blocks back from where I had parked. No, not in a really good mood. But before I go any further let me set this scene for you.
My name is Ryan, I am 28 years old with dark brown hair and gray eyes. Last time I weighed myself after working out, I weighed a solid 180 lbs spread over a well muscled 6'2" frame. I worked out three nights a week at a local gym to keep myself fit. Being gay, that was a requirement if you wanted to score with any regularity. Most guys considered me good looking and I guess I had to agree with them. My hair was trimmed close on the sides and wavy. My lips were full and inviting set in a square jaw that was shaved daily, beards or unshaven dudes did nothing for me.
I had a good job with a local television station and was attending night classes in photography at the stations expense. I live alone in a 3 story walkup apartment building just off a local park. My apartment is on the 2nd floor and comfortable, a bedroom, living room and dining alcove with kitchen and bath. Not expensive but what I could afford.
As I was saying, I was not in a good mood on a very nasty night. Reaching my apartment building, I walked up the steps and entered the alcove to open the door. As I extended my key to the lock, I heard a whimpering sound on my left and turned to see someone crouched in the corner. I could not make out who or what it was and was about to open the door when I heard another whimpering sob that stopped me.
"Hello, do you want someone here?" I asked.
No answer or sound except for a sort of cringing withdrawal into the darkness at my question.
Peering a little closer as my eyes adjusted to the light coming from inside the entrance, I could see it was a person wrapped in an old overcoat with a sort of sock cap pulled low over the ears. I stepped a little closer and asked again, "can I help you? Are you trying to see someone that lives here?"
Leaning towards the figure, Ryan heard in a muffled tone "I'm just trying to stay a little warm sir, please don't call the cops. It is cold and wet so I thought I would be out of the weather here until it stopped."
Hearing this, Ryan stepped closer and saw a young man huddled inside some very smelly wet clothing. Looking at him he asked "don't you have a home to go too?"
Watching closely Ryan heard pleadingly "no sir, I am alone here but as soon as the rain stops I will move along if it is okay with you."
As he was listening, Ryan saw the boys face and his deep blue eyes pleading with him. Thinking to himself, "damn I have never seen eyes that blue." The boy continued to huddle in the corner as he was thinking.
"Would you tell me your age and name please?" Ryan asked.
"Yes sir, my name is Victor and I am 19 yrs old."
"Well Victor, my name is Ryan and I live on the second floor if you would like to come up and get out of this weather" Ryan offered.
The boy turned and looking at Ryan he said "do you mean it sir, you aren't setting me up with the cops are you? I don't mean no harm to anyone, I just want to get home."
The boy sounded pitiful as Ryan said "no Victor, just want to help you out if you will let me." Ryan inserted his key and opened the door as he looked back at the boy. He slowly moved towards the open door.
As they entered the lit hallway, Ryan noticed that the boy did not seem dirty. The smell was from his wet clothing, wool always smelled. He also noticed that he was about 5"11" tall and had blond hair peeking out from under his cap. Ryan led the way as they ascended the steps to his apartment.
Using another key, Ryan opened the door to his place and flipped the lights on as Victor followed him in and Ryan closed the door behind them.
Locking the door, Ryan turned and Victor was standing in the middle of the room wrapped in his overcoat. Victor stood there as Ryan walked over to him and reaching up pulled his cap from his head revealing a shock of golden blond hair. Ryan dropped the cap by the door.
"Well Victor are you going to stand there or would you like to get out of those wet clothes into a hot shower, I don't bite."
As Ryan watched, Victor opened his overcoat and he saw a thin shirt underneath and a pair of very old jeans. The shirt did not hide the fact that Victor was a well built young man. Not bulging muscles but well built. Ryan took the coat and finding a hanger he hung it on the upper door latch to dry.
Victor had not said a word since entering the apartment and stood where he was. Ryan removed his jacket and shaking it a little he hung it on the coat tree by he door. Turning he saw Victor's eyes following him as he went to get a couple of towels.
"Come on Victor, the shower is this way. After you strip those clothes off, hand them out the door to me so I can put them in the washer, okay?"
Victor nodded and said "yes sir."
"It is okay if you call me Ryan, not sir."
Ryan grinned when he heard "yes sir" as he led Victor to the bathroom.
Pulling the door open, Ryan showed Victor where the controls were and said once again "hand me those clothes when you get them off, I'll be right outside the door."
"But sir, Ryan. I won't have anything to wear if you take them from me."
"That's okay, wrap the towel around you when you are finished and I will see if I can find you something to wear." Ryan said as he pulls the door almost shut.
Shortly a shirt was handed out and then the jeans and socks. Hmmm Ryan thought "no underclothes or maybe he kept them." The door closed and he heard the water turned on.
Ryan drops the clothing into his small washer and after setting it, he turns to make some coffee. While the coffee is making, he goes into his bedroom and changes into a pair of sweat shorts but no top. He was still wondering about the lack of underclothing from Victor.
Coffee finished, Ryan pours a mug and sits it on the table. He turns off the large overhead light and turns on a couple of table lamps. He hears the shower water turn off and after a few minutes the door opens slowly. Victor looks around the door before he moves out into the room, Ryan inhales sharply when he sees him. Victor has become a living Adonis. He has wide shoulders, beautiful pecs with large brown nipples. His lat muscles taper to a narrow waist and a very flat stomach . Biceps are full and smooth leading to well tapered forearms with a light covering of blond hair. Victor's hair is damp from washing and his blue eyes peer out and bore into Ryan's. He stands there allowing Ryan to fully look his body over and the slight bulge in the towel tightly secured around his waist.
Moving slightly towards a now mesmerized Ryan, he stops and asks "are you gay Ryan? Is that why you asked me up to your apartment Ryan?"
Shaking his head as if to get the cobwebs out and still looking "No way Victor, I had no idea you are you when I saw you downstairs. How could I they way you were bundled up and smelly" Ryan responds.
"I have been looked at the way you were looking at me by other men and they were gay, are you?" Victor asks again.
"Does that make a difference Victor? If I am gay do you want to leave, you can you know gay or not." Ryan regains his composure.
"I'm sorry Ryan, do you have something I can wear and maybe a cup of that good smelling coffee. I haven't had anything in a couple of days and it smells divine."
Ryan jumps up and going into the bedroom he gets his bathrobe and takes it back to Victor. "This should help out Victor until your clothes are washed. Where are your underclothes? You didn't hand any out with your other things."
Victor mumbles "I don't have any, just what I gave you."
"Oh, that's okay. Sometimes I don't wear any either. Feels good not to be restricted and let it all hang down. Hey Victor, did I hear you say you had not had anything in a couple of days? You mean food?"
As Ryan hands Victor the mug of coffee, he again hears a muffled "Yes"
"We will fix that right now. While you sip on that coffee, I'll make you a couple of sandwiches, okay? I have ham and cheese or bologna and cheese, which do you want?" Ryan asks.
"One of each if it is okay Ryan, I like both of them."
"One each it is then. While I am fixing them Victor how about you tell me a little about yourself and how you got in the fix you are in?"
"If you really want to hear it, okay. I was born in Whittaker, Indiana and went to school there. I worked on my dad's farm with my two brothers and was hoping to go to college but they could not afford it. I have one brother 3 yrs older and one 2 yrs younger. They like working on the farm but I wanted to do something else. Didn't know really what but something other then farming. I stayed there though until the Ringling Bros-Barnum Bailey Circus came through and I got a job with them last year as a roustabout."
Ryan set the two sandwiches on the table and looking at Victor he said "working on a farm accounts for the body you have."
Picking up a sandwich Victor says "yeah, I guess. I wrestled and played football in school so guess that helped out too. I liked wrestling and was hoping for a scholarship after I won the state title. No go though, not many wrestling scholarships around."
"You liked wrestling in school? What did you like about wrestling, most guys hope for a scholarship by playing football" Ryan asked as he watched Victor eat. He hadn't eaten for awhile it seems.
Mumbling around a full mouth, Victor tried to explain but failed until he swallowed "I liked the feel of my muscles straining and the blood rushing through my body as I tried to throw or pin the other guy. Sometimes I would get a raging hardon when I wrestled a good looking well built guy and I could feel his when he was riding me or I was on top of him. Lots of them would look at me and grin. Damn near cost me a couple of matches losing concentration like that."
"It sounds like you had an interesting high school career Victor. Did you ever have sex with those guys you wrestled? Oops, sorry that is a personal question." Ryan asks.
"No, didn't have sex but I jerked off another guy as he jerked me off. I don't guess that is sex is it? We were taking a shower after a match and we both got hard washing our cocks and he started to stroke his cock while he looked at me. I did the same thing and he came over and took my cock in his hand and put my hand on his. We jerked each other off but that is all. Never saw him again and he was good looking too."
"What did you do in the circus Victor? Why aren't you still with them, I think it is up in Chicago now."
" I was a roustabout Ryan. We did odd jobs around the circus like cleaning up horse stalls, the arena's after a show, moving equipment, loading and unloading the cars. Just about everything except act in the arena. I liked it and the moving around."
Victor hesitated before he asked "do you really want to know why I am not with the circus now Ryan?"
"Sure Victor, why not? Something wrong that you don't want to tell? Its up to you."
"I would not go to bed with the boss of the roustabout gang and he fired me." Victor whispers almost to low to hear.
Leaning forward Ryan exclaims "you would not do what with whom? Why didn't you turn the bastard in to the owners Victor?"
With tears in his eyes, Victor looks at Ryan and he hears "the guy was a big black dude that liked white boys. I refused when he asked me for a piece of my ass and told him I was going to tell the boss. He looked at me and told me I had better get my white ass away from the circus before I had an accident. I was scared and I ran. Before they left, I snuck back to see if I could get some of my clothes but one of the young black boys told me they had been thrown out and the boss was telling everyone he had fired me for being a smart ass. They all knew better but wasn't nothing they could do about it. It had happened before and one boy did disappear. No one cares about the young boys that run with a circus, most are runaways anyway." Tears were flowing down Victor's cheeks.
Ryan got up and going to the kitchen sink he got a wash cloth and wet it. Walking back, he leaned over and wiped Victor's face trying to comfort him as he did. This boy had already lived a lifetime in a short period.
As he stood there holding the boys head against his body, Ryan suddenly realized he was pressing Victor's head against his cock and he felt a surge in his groin. As he pulled away, Victor looked up and said "thanks Ryan" and smiled revealing beautiful straight white teeth. Ryan felt a weakness in his legs and groin as he sat back down before he got a full raging hardon. The washer singled that it had finished its load.
Ironic, the washer was finished with its load and Ryan could feel the pressure building in his loins to finish his load as he went to pull the clothes out and transfer them to the dryer.
Returning to the table, he looks at Victor "looks like you will have to bunk on the couch in the living room if that is okay? I only have a one bedroom place but the couch is comfortable."
"That's better then being in the streets" Victor says.
"Okay then, I will get some blankets and a pillow, be right back" Ryan says as he walks back into his bedroom, his hard cock aching.
Ryan takes a pillow from his bed and pulls a couple of blankets from the small closet. Turning, he almost falls over Victor standing behind him. He had not heard him walk up behind him and he was startled for a moment.
"Damn Victor, you scared me for a second there. I didn't hear you follow me."
Victor stood there and Ryan could see his robe was hanging loosely and he had removed the towel from around his waist. A soft covering of blond hard showed through where the robe was open at the throat. Victor stepped up to Ryan and taking the blankets and pillow from his arms, he asked "Ryan I asked you before if you were gay and you never answered me. Would it help you if I told you I am gay?"
As Victor reached his arms to hold Ryan, the robe fell further apart and he saw a thick uncut cock hanging down from a golden bush nestled against very large balls and as he looked he could see Victor was getting very aroused. Ryan felt Victor's arms around his waist and a rising cock harden as it pressed against his rock hard meat. They both were breathing very heavily as Victor offered his lips to Ryan with a questioning look in those fantastically blue eyes.
Breathing very softly Ryan moans "Yes Victor, I am but I was not sure about you." Their lips met and their tongues fought and explored as they pressed against each other.
"What else would you like to know Ryan?" Victor asks in a husky emotion laden voice. "What else can I tell you about me? Not much else to tell except that I want you and I want you to take me, Oh maybe this."
"What do I like? I like men like you Ryan, solid, well muscled horny men with hard bodies" Victor whispers into Ryan's ear as he grinds his groin against the very hard and large cock he feels still hidden from view.
Ryan leans back and pushes the robe off of Victor's shoulders letting it fall to the floor as his sweat shorts are being pushed down over his hips. Both men hold each other by their tight bicep muscles and scan the beauty being offered. Victor's eyes light up as he sees the pendulum of hard flesh swinging between them. He sees a solid well muscled smooth body with defined pecs and large nipples. A smooth tapered chest developing into a small waist. The only hair is that leading from the belly button down into a thick luxuriant bush of pubic hair nestled around Ryan's thick, long uncut throbbing cock. Thick well muscled thighs tapering down to lightly hair covered calves. He squeezes Ryan's arms tight as he watches his body being looked over.
Ryan looks into those deep blue eyes and sees desire and feeling. Looking down he runs his eyes over a beautiful golden body with its light soft covering of golden blond hair across the top of his breast bone and dropping down between well defined solid pec with beautiful large brown nipples. The soft hair dips down between the solid six pack muscles and dissolves into a thick soft golden blond bush of pubic hair that surrounds a thick, long smooth uncut shaft that is surging with each beat of its owners heart. Moving his hands from Victor's arms, he runs his hands down his hard muscled back and feels two solid butt cheeks. Pulling him forward, he exhales and looking deep into Victor's eyes, he says "you are the most beautiful man I have ever seen."
Smiling at the compliment, Victor whispers back "are we just going to stand here all night?".....................
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