Date: Tue, 6 Jan 2009 22:15:43 -0500
From: Me truly <tothinktrue@gmail.com>
Subject: Making me Happy (BG BB) (dom) (3)

Hi again. This is a fictional story that involves gay sex. If you can't or
don't want to read this for any reason, then don't. I won't be offended.
Just to let you know, this story may seem a little slow. My intention is to
really build a good base for Ryan, the main character. I really want to hear
what everyone thinks, so if you'd like to write, send me one at
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Enjoy...

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Chapter Three: What makes a man?

     If you've ever wondered what it's like to be in love, I'm the wrong
person to ask. If you want to know what it's like to be in lust, then ask
away.
     I was in my family's tv room, watching some movie with my friends
Jackie and Chris, and my new girlfriend, the charming and beautiful Claire.
Claire was the perfect description of a girl. She was slender, blond, and
she had a face that would melt your heart. Her intense blue eyes always
seemed to glimmer with mirth. She had a light bounce to her step that made
you want to get up and dance with her. She was intelligent without being
presumptuous, and her touch made me shiver every time. The only thing about
her was that she was a bit too tall. I'm a little touchy about my height,
and she stood a good inch or so taller than me. Oh, and being with her made
me kind of miserable.
     I knew she really liked me. She had been my friend since freshman year
of high school. She definitely knew how to please me (several late night
sessions had left me swimming in a sea of delicious delirium). My parents
loved her. She was willing to hang out with me even when I was wallowing in
self pity and depression. But even with all that I just knew she wasn't
right for me. She just wasn't......I shut myself up and pushed the thought
deep into the back of my mind.
     Of course I was happy with her.
     "Oh shit!" Chris's yell made me jump a little. I looked at the screen
and saw a scared looking girl being surrounded by a horde of bloody,
kill-thirsty zombies. Claire squeezed my hand. She laughed at my jump, but
she was squeezing tightly enough to tell me that the scene was pretty
intense for her. I love these kinds of movies, not least because they made
your date hang onto you really tightly.
     "Take off it's fuckin' head!" yelled Chris as the onscreen heroine took
charge of the situation with a rusty pipe. I had met Chris in school last
year through Jackie's boyfriend, Tommy Hedger. Chris was a nice enough guy,
but a little too rowdy for me to want see him on a regular basis. I could
definitely see why he and Tommy were friends. Speaking of whom...
     "Jackie, when's your boyfriend coming?" I asked. Apparently I'd said it
too quietly because she didn't respond, so I asked again, saying 'dumbshit
boyfriend' instead.
     "Huh?" she said, turning to me. "Oh, I dunno, he said he might work
late, but I thought he'd get here by now." Her eyes drifted back to the
movie. I was going to ask something else, but then thought 'fuck it'. I
liked Jackie, but I was never really on a level with her where we had long
conversations. She seemed more interested in gossip and flirting than
anything else. If she didn't have dark hair, I would have thought her a
stereotypical blond. For a moment I imagined her sitting with Tommy. Then I
pictured-wait... Never mind what I pictured! uh....ok.... I shook my head
and turned back to the movie.

     When it was over, Jackie and Chris got ready to leave. Claire, who had
given Jackie a ride to my house, offered to drive her back, but her tone
didn't sound very convincing. Jackie politely refused and asked Chris
instead. When they thought I wasn't looking, Claire and Jackie exchanged
a conspiratory look. Now what were those girls up to? Turns out, I wouldn't
have to wait long to find out.
    As soon as Jackie had left with Chris, Claire led me up to the second
floor, where my room was. A good omen if I may say. And I may. Now, the last
few weeks Claire had been leading me on some interesting physical
adventures. She was an aggressive girl with a lot of advice as to how I
could better my bed skills. As a result, I wasn't quite as quick to respond
as I had been. Now, if you were to go between my legs, I wouldn't spring an
immediate boner. Well, not most of the time. I was also able to maintain an
erection for a longer time without coming. I was truly grateful to Claire
for that. It's something I'd been pretty self-conscious about my whole life.
At least since I was 13 anyway.
    As we hit the top of the stairs Claire pulled off her shirt. Then she
undid her bra and let it fall to the ground. Thank God my parents weren't
home! I watched her naked back and followed her down the hallway. She looked
back over her shoulder, letting me see her face in profile. Wavy blond hair
curtained her cheeks and cascaded over her shoulders. She had a petite nose,
just small enough to be too small for some, but perfect for me. Her lips
were slender, like her waist and they pulled back in a sexy smile. God I *
loved* her smile*.* If I could have had sex with just her smile I would
have....Although I guess in a way I had done that before. Hehehe...
    Thinking about what she was about to do, and watching her perfect,
bubble ass trounce through my house brought a flush to my face. I could feel
the heat rising all the way to my ears. My heart beat a little faster. I
wanted to run up and take her from behind right there. However....I'm sort
of....submissive. Well...yeah, ok. She was definitely the dominant one. And
despite all of our 'activities', we had never gotten to that step. Although
I had become familiar with the taste of her entire body. Except her ass
which was just...I don't know, out of bounds I guess.
    Suddenly she turned around, giving me a full view of her chest. Nice. I
couldn't help licking my lips.
    "Ryan. Come here." Like a faithful little puppy, I did what she said.
    "Take off your shirt." Done in seconds.
    "Drop your pants." Well...ok!
    "Kiss me." Usually she just pulled me in for that, so I was a little
surprised. I did what she demanded. She was very forceful, biting my lower
lip kind of hard. Maybe too much. I tried to protest, but her tongue was in
my mouth. At this point my dick was trying desperately to push out of my
boxers. It found resistance against her leg, which she pushed into me as
hard as she could. It hurt my balls a little and I had to jump back.
    "God, relax!" I yelped. She just smiled that alluring smile. I think I
must be retarded, because when she turned to walk into my room, I followed.
Claire's hands slid down to my waist, which sadly, was almost as skinny as
hers. She pulled me into her for another kiss. I gasped as my dick was
pushed into my balls by her close proximity. Now, I'm all for pleasure; not
so much for pain. Claire was usually aggressive, but this was a lot even for
her. She closed the door behind us and locked it. I took the opportunity to
speak.
     "Slow down, babe! What's gotten into you?" Claire whipped around with a
frightening look on her face.
     "You haven't! So I guess I need to take matters into my own hands." Her
scowl melted into a smile, making my heart beat faster, but not with desire.
Then she took matters into her own hands. My cock throbbed in my boxers. I
was confused. My body was obviously ready for her, but I was...I was
actually afraid!
     "Well we could go slow you know. There's nothing wrong with taking a
nice pace," I said quickly. My words tumbled over each other.
     "A nice pace," she said, "involves you fucking me. Now how about it?" I
really must be stupid, because I didn't resist as she led me to my bed and
pushed me backwards onto it.
     "Close your eyes." Against my judgment, I did. Her hot breath fell
suddenly on my chest. I jumped when something warm and wet landed on my
nipple. I figured out it was her tongue when a second later, she bit me.
Hard. I knew she liked to nibble, but this was intense. She wasn't usually
this violent.
      "Jesus, Claire! would you calm down!?" I was getting angry now. She
was being waaaaay too rough for me. My eyes popped open as she pulled down
my underwear. My cock sprang up. It was quite possibly harder than it's ever
been. The fucker seemed to be enjoying this more than Claire! 'Traitor,' I
thought furiously at it. It had never obeyed my thoughts and now it seemed
it was going to get me raped.
      Did I really like this? Confusion mixed with eroticism as Claire
swallowed my entire shaft. Her head moved up and down and I could tell I was
loosing tons of precum into her mouth. Ok, I liked this. She moaned around
my massive hard on. She had given me plenty of blowjobs before, but this was
a Blowjob!
      For a minute I forgot my inhibitions and closed my eyes again. I'm not
sure how Claire managed this, but she took her mouth off me for a
*second*before I felt something weird at the tip of my dick. I opened
my eyes again
to see her rolling a condom down my shaft. Did she open it at the same time
she was sucking me off? I had a moment to be impressed before she ordered me
to close my eyes again. And I did. The sensation through the protective
layer was muted, but I felt something hot and heavy slide over my dick. I
didn't have to look to know I was losing my virginity.
     Claire was tight. For a moment she lay on top of me. The feeling of her
soft skin rubbing against my stomach and the weight of her breasts on my
pecs was almost more fantastic than the electricity in my buried dick. Then,
slowly at first, she began to glide up and down. Nope, my dick felt better.
Definitely better. Even through the condom I was shuddering with good
vibrations.
     "You better not come yet, you fucker!" Claire said into my ear.
     "You better slow the fuck down then!" I responded, barely holding back.
And if I was the fucker, why wasn't I on top? I was about to say this when
she bit my shoulder. Really, really hard.
     "FUCK!" I screamed.
     "Is that enough distraction?" she said coyly. And for fuck's sake, it
worked! I still felt like I wanted to burst though. I couldn't help whimper
a bit like the bitch I was letting myself become. Ok, the bitch I absolutely
was. It was humiliating and exhilarating. When my moans got too loud she bit
me again.
     "IF YOU FUCKIN DO THAT ONE MORE TIME!" I warned, but it worked to bring
me back from the edge of orgasm. I didn't realize pain was so useful. Her
pussy wasn't as tight now, and she started pounding me harder. It actually
hurt the base of my cock a little, and my nuts were squished beyond hope. I
don't think Claire was ready, but I was. With a scream that surprised us
both, I flooded the condom with so much sperm I could feel it gushing down
the sides of my erection. Claire pumped me for a minute or two more, but it
was a losing battle. With the buildup gone, all I could feel now were the
tender spots where she had bitten me. After another minute, she finally
pulled off me and gave me a disappointed look.
     "All that work for nothing...couldn't you have waited a little longer?"
she said snidely. I was pissed.
     "You fuckin bitch! I should fuckin kill you! why the fuck did you bite
me like that!?"
     "I thought you were a man. I thought you could take it. I didn't know
you were gonna such a little faggot about it." Her words were cold.
     I could have fingered her, or tongued her or done something to finish
her off. She was looking at me like she thought I would. Instead I punched
her in the face. I swear to God I didn't mean to. I was angrier than I'd
ever been. Who the fuck was she to act like that!? Her beautiful blue eyes
widened with shock.
     "Shit, Claire! I'm sorry! I'm so so so so sorry! I didn't mean to!" For
an eternal second she said nothing. Then she smiled. That crazy bitch
actually fucking smiled. The smile I had loved was twisted in this weird
evil smirk. Not a devilish grin, but THE devil's grin. I shuddered.
     "At least you have a little self respect," she said quietly. She got
off the bed and stood there. Then she grabbed her panties from where she'd
tossed them. She pulled them on, revealing a soaking wet spot in the crotch.
She pulled on her pants and walked over to my door, opened it and paused.
When she looked back I could see a fat lip was swelling, marring her perfect
face.
      What the fuck did I do? Why the fuck did I hit her? Her look was icy.
Without a word she walked out into the hall. I listened as she grabbed her
shirt and bra, presumably putting them on. Her footfall was heavy going down
the stairs. I could actually hear her walking through my house because my
senses were on high alert. The front door opened and slammed shut again,
mirroring my thudding heart. Her car door opened, closed, and her tires
squealed away from my house. I listened until the sound had completely faded
away. Until I was sure the high pitched ringing I heard was only in my head.
I didn't move.

      Eventually I got up and pulled the slimy condom off my limp dick.
There was a shit load of cum in it. I threw it away and took a hot shower,
barely able to suppress the shudders racking my body. I went down to the tv
room and restarted the gruesome horror movie. When my mother got home later,
I had no idea how much time had passed. I was staring at the blue screen,
the film having ended at some time before, though I hardly noticed. She took
one look at me and ran over, wrapping me in a warm hug. I didn't notice the
tears streaming down my face. I was numb. Mom said nothing; just held me as
I broke down and sobbed.
    I had finally lost my virginity. Something dad could be proud of. I was
a man. A real big fucking man. I hated myself.


Okaaay, so I sorta ended on a down note there, huh? Well, sometimes life
just shits on you. Anyway I hope that was entertaining enough for you to
want me to continue, because I'm going to. Also, I'd like to remind you that
this story is fictional, so don't get all depressed on me now, ok? That's
Ryan's job! As always comments and such should go to tothinktrue@gmail.com.
I'm eager to see what you guys think, so please, if you have any inclination
at all, write me! Ok, well, have a good night. The next installment will
happen soon.