This is the fictional memoir of a gay man, told in the first person. Some of the stories in this series are based on actual experiences, usually embellished a lot, as well as completely fictional ones. They depict sex between consenting adult males. If this offends you, do not read them. These are my stories. Please respect the copyright. If you enjoy them, let me know at johntheartist@hotmail.com. Please Contribute to Nifty.org and keep this wonderful resource going!
This is the third in a series of books that began with C'est La Vie! (1970-1997), and continued with One Thousand Men (1998). Th stories in this book start in 1999 and continue to the present. I hope you like them!
What A Life! 16
2008, MORE FUN WITH RYAN
The following Wednesday, I was thinking about Ryan and getting a hard-on that wouldn't go away. This young stud was somebody I wanted to spend some more time with. I decided to give him a call.
"Hey Ryan," I said when he picked up the phone, "how you doin'?"
"Great," he said. "I was just thinking about you and the great time we had last Sunday."
"Yeah?," I said, "it would be great to see you again. I have a hot new video I think you would like. Wanna come over?"
There was a short pause, and I thought I heard him swallow hard, and then he said "Sure, John. When are you thinking?"
"Well, it's six now, so how about seven?" I said.
"Sure, see you then," he answered.
He was a little early--I liked his enthusiasm!--and at about ten of seven I answered the door. He looked just as hot as a few days before: 501 Levis, a tight T-shirt and sneakers, plus that bright smile on his boyish face. We embraced, and I enjoyed the feel of his tight young body pressing against mine.
"Let's go into the bedroom and put on the video," I said, and he eagerly followed me in.
In the bedroom I slipped the DVD into the player and then took him into my arms, kissed him and said "Let's get naked so we can enjoy this completely."
He started pulling off his shirt but I stopped him and made him let me do it a bit slower. He got the message right away and slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and we slowly worked on each other's pants until, about ten minutes later we were naked, sporting hard cocks, and looking at each other hungrily.
I picked up the remote and started the video. While it was going through its FBI warnings and such, I got on the bed, propped myself upright against the headboard with my legs spread and said "Why don't you just lie back against me while we watch?"
He complied and pretty soon he was lying with his back against my chest, his lower back pressing against my hard cock, and his legs against my outspread thighs.
The main part of the video was starting now. Its plot--such as it was--was about a young twinkish guy's first experiences at the baths. It showed him checking in, getting undressed in his room, and going to the showers. In the showers, he sees two guys getting it on. The next few scenes involved his observations of other guys having sex with each other: in a private room, fucking in the steam room, a hot 69 in the video room, and so on.
While we were watching, Ryan was lying against me, and I was nuzzling his neck, kissing his shoulders and tonguing his ears, while I worked his nipples softly. His hard cock was throbbing, and he was slowly stroking himself as we watched. I slowly moved my hands down his taught chest and abs, feeling his smooth, silky skin stretched over his hard young body, until I took his cock in my hand and caressed it very lightly and teasingly with my fingertips, while I was playing with his balls with my other hand.
This light touch was driving him crazy, as I knew it would. His breathing got shorter and he started pumping his hips up to meet my fingers. I knew if this was going to last we would have to change the rhythm a bit.
We had been watching about an hour by now, and I had brought him close to cumming a few times, then held back. The best part of the video was just beginning. In this scene, the young twink enters the orgy room, and is approached by a hot, muscular guy about ten years older. He leads him to a bench where the young twink sucks his big cock and then gets fucked by him. That fucking is followed by a scene in which five other men fuck him in turn, until he finally cums himself.
While we were watching this scene, Ryan got more and more worked up, his breath shorter and shorter, his hips pumping up to meet my hand with greater ferocity and his face turning to meet my lips with hungry kisses. I knew it was time to really satisfy him.
"Ryan," I said, "lie on your stomach facing the TV."
He obeyed, knowing what was to come. He lay on his stomach with his face at the foot of the bed, his beautiful round, smooth boy's ass facing me. Then he slowly spread his legs and lifted his ass toward me to reveal his puckered pink hole, waiting for my cock. He was moaning softly as he ground his cock into the bed, rotating his hips in invitation.
I reached for a condom on the bedside table, and got some lube from the drawer, squirting it liberally on my cock and my hand. I reached out to his eager ass and lubed it up, pushing in a couple of fingers, eliciting eager moans from him.
"Please fuck me John," he begged.
I was only too happy to oblige. As the twink on the video was getting fucked for the sixth time, I knelt between Ryan's legs, guided my hard cock to his waiting hole, opened a bottle of poppers and held it to his nose and then mine as my cock slipped into its warm, moist, tunnel. My hands slipped under his arms and held on to his tight muscular shoulders and I pushed all the way in, helped by his pushing up to meet me. He squeezed me tight with his ass, and then we started our rhythm of love, matching the rhythm of the couple on the screen.
Clearly, Ryan was in a fantasy about being fucked by multiple partners, a fantasy of being tag-teamed by a series of hot men. I was the fortunate recipient of his dream at this time, and he was doing everything that a good bottom can. When the scene on the video sped up, so did we. It wouldn't be long now. I was happy to be part of his dream.
The couple of the screen tensed up, and we could see that their climax was on its way. Ryan tensed up and clutched me tighter with his ass, and just then, I started to shoot my load into the condom, as he started to shoot his load onto the sheets. The couple on the screen unloaded, and Ryan's fantasy of being the twink at the baths was momentarily fulfilled in his imagination.
Ryan and I lay gasping on the bed, savoring the exhaustion of the climax that had been building for more than an hour. We kissed and gently caressed each other, but I could sense that this was not the last of the action for the evening.
"Ry," I said, "that was really fantastic."
"Yeah," he said, "it was great with you, and it was really fantastic to watch that guy get fucked by so many guys, one after the other."
"Hmmm," I said, "that was hot. Is that something you would like to happen to you?"
"Oh, yeah John," he said. "It would be a dream come true."
"Well, Ry," I said, "maybe we can make it happen. Wanna try?"
"Fuckin' A," he responded, enthusiastically.