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Subject: OUR BEGINNING (gay)
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                                 OUR BEGINNING

The four of us had always been good friends. Growing up in
Arizona, going to high school and college, Randy, Ruth, Judy
and I did everything together; movies, dances, football
games, homework and parties. When school was eventually over
we even married in a double ceremony and then moved apart.

Randy and Ruth had a couple of kids in the next few years
but Judy and I decided to spend our lives together free of
responsibility that children always seem to add to a
marriage. We still spent our vacations with Randy and Ruth
-- one year we had two fantastic weeks in St. Thomas;
another year, a tour of Alaska. And one year we spent in Las
Vegas where we lost all our money and had a glorious time
doing it. We were as close as four people could be.

One vacation, we decided not to go anywhere but just to
spend a couple of weeks together sitting around talking,
drinking, listening to music and, mainly, just enjoying each
other's company. I will always remember that year as the
start of a new beginning in my life. Randy and Ruth were
living in San Francisco, so Judy and I packed our bags and
headed West.

The first week and a half passed in a blur of drink, talk,
music and good times. On the Wednesday before our scheduled
Saturday departure, Ruth and Judy decided they should go out
exploring the night life by themselves, and gave Randy and
me the job of caring for the kids and repairing the stereo
system that had gone berserk the day before. In a flurry of
makeup, high heels and dresses, Ruth and Judy split out of
the house around 7 o'clock, leaving Randy and me to fend for
ourselves.

After we put the kids to bed, our only company was a bottle
of VO and a couple of glasses with ice. A warm wind had come
up so we had all the doors and windows open while we tried
to decide whether or not to attempt the work on the stereo.
We were getting a little blitzed, and finally figured to
hell with it, we'd just keep drinking and talking and could
always work on the system another day.

Somewhere around midnight the wind had turned into a cool
Santa Ana and I suggested we take the bottle outside to take
advantage of the night air. It was windy and glorious
outside, a beautiful night with clear skies and bright
magical stars that made me feel as if something special was
happening. I felt tingling sensations on every part of my
body where the wind brushed against me and I said out loud
how great it would be to be naked right then with the warm
winds flowing over our bodies.

To my surprise, Randy turned to me with a broad smile.
"Yeah, let's do it," he said with the sort of mischievous
enthusiasm I remembered from our high school and college
days. I fired a smile back at him just as quickly and before
we knew it, we were pulling our clothes off and throwing
them aside...and then standing there with that wonderful
wind wrapping about our bodies.

I swear, nothing else was on my mind, but I suddenly felt an
overwhelming urge to hug Randy, and I walked over to him and
put my arms around him, telling him what a shame it was that
friends like us couldn't hang out and be with each other
more often. Randy didn't say a word and seemed to accept my
hug for what it was.

I was about ready to take my arms away when I felt his
strong arms slide firmly around my back, and his stroking
fingers sending electric charges through my body. He moved
his hands up and down my back and finally brought them to
rest just above the cheeks of my ass. I noticed that I could
feel his hard on pressing against my stomach and my mind
started reeling with thoughts I'd never had before. I leaned
back slightly and looked at Randy's face, and a saw a look
of total contentment that I'd never seen before. His eyes
were closed and his lips, slightly open, were fixed in the
most beautiful, small smile.

As I brought my face back close to his, I could feel his
breath on my cheek. Slowly our mouths met in the longest and
most tender kiss I had ever experienced. Our tongues worked
together, searching... caressing everything they came in
contact with.

All the time we were kissing, I kept thinking that this
wasn't supposed to be happening, and yet I didn't want it to
stop. My cock hadn't gotten hard but his was as strong as
before. I guess I was feeling a little guilty, having my
head screwed around thinking of the ancient taboo against
men being intimate together, physically.

Randy finally broke our kiss and, and with a contented sigh
said that he had wanted this to happen for years but had
never had the nerve to suggest it, or to make the first
move. But the night had been so beautiful and everything was
so perfect, he told me, that he finally felt it must be
right.

I still had my arms around him and I stepped back so that I
could look at his body before me. His beautiful chest, with
it's perfect covering of soft hair and its two pink and very
erect nipples, tapered down to a firm belly, which was
adorned with a continuance of the same hair, having narrowed
into a thin line, that pointed further down to his groin.
There, his cock stood perpendicular to the rest of his body;
thickly veined and large, but not frighteningly so;
perfectly framed with more soft hair. The whole, marvelous
vision was rounded off with his two heavy balls, swinging in
their low-hanging, hairy sac. He was tall and lean, but his
body was as sinewy and tightly muscular as it had been for
as long as I'd known him.

The only difference was that tonight, unlike all the nights
in all the years before, his body was ready to have sex with
me.

It would be my first time with a man, and I really didn't
know what to do next. He put his hands on my shoulders and
started easing them over my chest, first brushing then
squeezing my nipples until they stood out. His touch felt so
good to my body, and as I felt my own cock getting hard, I
knew I was ready for whatever was going to happen next.

I moved my hands around to his chest, then to his belly and
down still further to his cock and ballsac. I was scared and
excited as I cupped his heavy balls with one hand and I
stroked his cock with the other. Randy sighed as he moved
his hands to my shoulders then slowly pushed me down to my
knees. But he pushed slowly, stopping long enough so that I
could lick, kiss and caress his chest and then his navel,
all the way past his soft, curly pubic hair until I was
finally there on my knees before him, looking straight
across at his magnificent cock, and the swollen head, which
was almost covered and dripping with the precum coming from
the long slit in its center.

I moved my tongue hesitantly over the tip and tasted the
sweetness of his juice. I tried to take his whole dick in my
mouth, but without success; gagging slightly. I pulled back
and looked up at him thinking maybe something was wrong, but
he just smiled and his eyes almost seemed to almost say, "Go
ahead and enjoy."

I had one hand under his balls and with my index finger I
was pressing that spot right behind and underneath the sac
that feels like a combination of velvet and satin; my other
hand worked his dick up and down, leading it to my mouth
that I had opened for it again.

It all felt so good; felt like this was the way it was
supposed to be, but I was still unsure, and I eased back
again to look up at Randy, wanting him to tell me if I
should be doing something differently. He had groaned a
little, and now opened his eyes and looked down at me,
telling me I was doing great, and to keep practicing. I
followed his instruction, and went back in earnest to the
most pleasurable thing I had ever done in my life.

All too soon, I felt his body tense, and as he erupted in my
mouth, I thought I would die. I had never tasted anything
like it in my life; it reminded me a little of zabaglione,
hot, rich, and satisfying. And, God!, he fed me so MUCH of
it!

I stayed on my knees a moment or two, with his cock
shrinking but still in my mouth, before I let that lollipop
go and crumbled down on the grass and just sat there,
holding tightly to his legs.

Slowly, he eased down next to me and whispered, "I love you.
I want you to know that, and I want you now -- more than
ever." All I could do was to look up at him and nod. As I
jerked my body toward him, I felt a surge of passion pass
between us that was so strong, it overcame any fears or
reserves left within me.

We held each other and rolled about on the grass, hugging,
kissing, groping and exploring every inch of each other's
body with our hands and mouths. The night wind was still
flowing coolly over us as Randy again reached down and took
my cock, sliding his hand up and down the shaft, working my
dick from it's engorged, slitted head to the point where it
was urgently thrusting out from my groin.

Then, as he looked at me and grinned, he spit into his hand
and lubricated my dick with it, making me shiver and gasp
with pleasure. As his hand slid on my rod, faster and
faster, he was quickly bringing me to the edge of what I
knew would be a wildly paralyzing, insane orgasm.

Suddenly, the lights from Ruth's car flashed across the
trees and the side of the house, and just as the car turned
from the street, my cock pulsed wildly, sending my huge, hot
load all over my stomach.

Randy and I scrambled around trying to get our clothes back
on. We'd heard the car door slam, but still I couldn't find
my socks, and suddenly I burst out laughing as I thought how
we must both look, and then Randy caught my eye and he too
burst into laughter. It was hard getting my pants on because
my cock was still sticking straight out, but I finally made
it and we were able to get back to the living room before
our wives came in.

"Well, did you guys have a good time?" Judy questioned as
they entered, and then as Randy and I began to laugh, Ruth
and Judy rushed into their stories about their experiences
with the guys at the local club. Soon we were all laughing
together, and it never seemed to matter about what.

Thursday passed with me feeling a combination of agony and
ecstasy. Every chance I got I touched Randy on the shoulder
or arm, or any part of his body that I thought I could get
away with touching in a house full of wives.

That Friday we had decided to go out to dinner and a show.
About noon, Judy and Ruth went out to have their hair and
nails done, so we were again left alone to work on the
stereo system. Randy immediately made arrangements for the
kids to spend the afternoon next door.

 When he returned from the neighbors and we were finally
alone in the house, he grabbed me in his arms and pulled me
into the bedroom, hugging and kissing me as we pulled the
clothes from our bodies and finally fell naked against each
other on the bed. Randy was sucking my cock and squeezing my
nipples and I thought I was going to explode before we even
had a chance to get started.

I reached down and took his face in my hands so that he
looked up at me, and then I told him that I wanted him
TOTALLY -- I wanted his cock in my ass. He asked if I had
ever done that before because it could hurt the first time.
I sort of indignantly said of course I hadn't done it
before.

"Anyway, I don't care if it hurts," I told him as I looked
straight into his face. I kissed him on the lips, then spoke
softly as I continued looking into his eyes. "I want you,
Randy!"

He smiled gently, then got up from the bed and went into the
bathroom returning with a tube of lubricant and a bottle of
something that smelled like a cross between ether and our
college locker room. He squeezed some of the cream on his
fingers and then started caressing my ass. He slid his
fingers gently over the lips of my asshole then inched one
of his fingers into me and slowly moved it in and out.

I thought to myself that it didn't hurt at all; as a matter
of fact, it felt kind of pleasant. He pulled his finger out
and then put some lubricant on his stiff cock and asked me
to roll over and just relax. If it hurt or if I wanted him
to stop, just let him know, he told me. I did as he said and
tried to relax.

I felt his cock searching for my asshole and all I could
think was here I was with my face in the pillow and my ass
in the air about to be fucked by my best friend. If I hadn't
been so nervous I might have laughed.

I felt the head of his cock penetrate my asshole and I
thought I was going to scream from the pain, but as he
slowly eased his dick into me, the pain went away and I felt
a pleasure that I'd never felt before. I started relaxing
and could feel Randy starting to move inside me, slowly at
first but soon a little faster as my ass opened in
acceptance of him. I let go to the feeling and started
moving my whole body in unison with his, and when he came in
me I knew this was the way I wanted to spend the rest of my
life: making love to Randy, feeling his cock in my guts.

He collapsed onto my sweaty back and we just lay there,
breathing heavily, him piled on top of me and not talking at
all.

I finally rolled over and spoke. "You know, I kinda get the
impression you've done this before." He laughed and said
he'd been having gay encounters since high school. Since I'd
been in high school with him, I was a bit shocked that I had
never known.

He said he had never had the guts to tell me because he
thought our friendship might suffer, and I admitted to him
that I probably wouldn't have known how to handle it before.
He also said that he'd never really considered accepting a
totally gay lifestyle before because he enjoyed his family
life too much to give it up, and besides, gay sex had always
been just that and nothing more -- he'd never really loved a
man before. But now with me, he admitted, he wasn't sure
what was going to happen. He told me he loved me deeply, and
though I didn't know how I really felt, I told him that I
loved him, too. The thoughts raced through my mind too
quickly for me to be quite sure of anything at that moment.

As we lay there looking at each other he slowly moved his
hand to my cock and began sliding it up and down, bringing
me to another climax, and soon my cum shot out all over both
our sweaty bodies.

I just lay there quietly with my eyes closed feeling his
hand softly touching my body, and then I knew. I would do
anything for Randy, anything at all, including loving him.
We got up and showered together and again came while we
worked over our bodies with warm soapy hands. A whole new
world seemed to open to me as we finally dried off and
dressed for dinner.

We were sharing a bottle of champagne when Ruth and Judy
walked in looking really beautiful, but then I suppose that
Attila the Hun might have looked beautiful to me that night.
We went to our farewell dinner and had three or four bottles
of champagne and were flying by the time we got to the play.
I watched the players on the stage but really couldn't
concentrate, reliving the events of the past couple of days
over and over in my mind.

I wondered when Randy and I would be together again.
Eventually we got home and stayed up until four in the
morning, talking and having more champagne. Ruth and Judy
finally went to bed and I moved over next to Randy. We held
our hands tightly together as we talked about how we were
going to handle the goodbye at the airport that afternoon.
We decided to just do what we would normally do. We hugged
and kissed our own, private goodbye, and then separated and
went to bed.

That morning was spent packing and driving to the airport
and all too soon it was time to board the plane. Randy
hugged Judy, and Ruth hugged me, and then Ruth hugged Judy.
Randy and I just stood there looking, I suppose, longingly
at each other for what seemed a long time, until Ruth
finally spoke. "For Christ's sake, go ahead and hug," she
almost laughed, "it's okay for men to do that. After all,
you ARE friends!" Randy and I looked at each other for
another few seconds, smiles forming on both of our lips,
before we reached out and hugged each other long and hard.

We certainly WERE friends, and there would be, after all,
too long a time before we'd be together again. Even if that
were to be the next week, or even if that were to be
tomorrow.