From: minotaur@iafrica.com (Minotaur)
Subject: The Road Home [MM]
Date: Wed, 25 Dec 96 04:22:16 GMT
Disclaimer: This is a story of sex between two consenting adult males, and
if such action discomforts you in any way, then I suggest that you
terminate now. This story is not for those who are under 18, and if you
are, you are advised to terminate this post immediately. This story and
its characters are copyrighted to minotaur@iafrica.com. Any alterations to
the story-line must be discussed with the author.
The Road Home
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by Minotaur, 1996.
Jason was excited about going to visit his friends at the coast. Sarah,
another friend, had said that she would accompany him on the 8 hour drive.
Jason arrived at Sarah's home at about 1 p.m., and after loading her ample
luggage into the car, they set off for the coast. It was a swelteringly
hot day, and Jason thanked his lucky stars in choosing a car that had
air-conditioning. The two necessary gas stops afforded them the
opportunity to stretch their legs, and buy some food to nibble along the
journey. Sarah and Jason chatted about an array of topics, and this seemed
to make the journey that much quicker. As the day wound to a close the sky
became a canvas of crimson hues, and the twilight gave way to the pitch
darkness of night. The beams from the headlights were their guide as they
carved a path through the darkness. They smelt the saltiness of the sea
air long before they knew that they were nearing the coast. Jason had been
to the coast when he was much younger, and he hastily admitted to Sarah
that he didn't have a clue as to their whereabouts. Sarah took it upon
herself to lead the way. Squinting through the darkness she concentrated
on reading the street signs, as the cars headlights skirted acr oss them.
She teased Jason about being his navigator in some rally. However, Sarah
was of little help with finding the street which they needed. Finally, it
was Jason, who located the street they were seeking nestled between two
imposing trees. On the previous sweeps of that part of the street, they
had assumed it to be a driveway, however on closer inspection it was yet
another street. Jason edged the car up the tree lined avenue until he
found Bruce's home, where they would be spending the next three nights. As
they pulled up the driveway, Bruce came out to greet them. "Hi, Jason,
Sarah - have any problems finding the place?", asked Bruce, as he hugged
each of them in turn. "Well, I'm thinking of getting a new navigator,"
Jason said, and headed for the luggage stored in the boot. Bruce raised an
eye-brow in puzzlement, but after Sarah gave Jason a hard jab in the ribs -
Bruce understood all to well what had transpired. He remembered from
school how Sarah always liked to take charge, but never managed to complete
the task at hand. Bruce still recalled the day that Sarah informed him
that she and Jason were going steady. Ironically, Jason had no knowledge
of the fact that he and Sarah were going out. However, Jason being a true
gentleman decided to play along in the hope of maintaining Sarah's
integrity, and honour, so he played the role of the dutiful boyfriend.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately their friendship was very strong, and
Jason felt as though he was kissing his sister everytime they
kissed, and Sarah felt a similar reaction from Jason. There were many
happy girls and guys when they officially broke up. Bruce was one of the
guys who was happy about them breaking up. He had a terrible crush on
Jason, and still did. From the moment that Jason stepped from the car, in
his tight jeans and golf shirt, Bruce had been fighting a strenuous mental
battle to keep a hard-on at bay. Even 8 years after school, at the age of
24, Jason still had an incredible build. A well-defined upper body, and
nice strong legs. Bruce remembered from the showers at school how he used
to drool over that gorgeous body. Jason still had his blond hair, and
green eyes, which were offset by his lovely tanned skin.
The three friends moved the luggage inside, and Bruce showed them to his
room. He and another guy, Marco, shared the house, as neither one of them
could afford the rental alone. "Okay, guys are we all going to sleep on
the same double bed", Sarah asked when she saw the bed in Bruce's room.
They all laughed. Bruce had rehearsed this exact scene over millions of
times in his head, and he hoped that it would play out correctly. "I have
a sleeper couch for one in the lounge; so one gets the double, one the
sleeper, and one the floor," said Bruce looking at Sarah, and expecting her
to lay down the sleeping arrangements. "Why don't two of us sleep in the
double bed," suggested Sarah, taking control of the situation. "Well,
okay, Bruce and I can share the double bed," said Jason effectively taking
control of the situation, "after all we would not want to compromise a
lady's reputation." Sarah and Bruce looked at each other in stunned
silence. Bruce hastily agreed with Jason, that he wouldn't mind - if of
course, Sarah was happy with the situation. After much grumbling about
being banished, etc. she agreed with the sleeping arrangements. Now that
the sleeping arrangements wer e settled Bruce gave them a grand tour of the
small two bed roomed house. The other rooms included a study - from which
Bruce worked - a kitchen, bathroom, and living room. It was dark, so they
could not see much of the grounds, but the could hear the crashing of the
waves in the ocean. Bruce showed them a hedge at the far end of the lawn,
and told them that on the other-side lay the beach, but that he would
advise against going swimming, as he had gone in the morning and almost
froze to death. As it was so late they decided to sit and chat. Bruce
warmed up some lasagna, which he had made earlier, and they had a hearty
supper and afterwards they sat around drinking beers. At about eleven the
chit chat was interrupted by the rustle of keys in the door, and Marco
entered. Bruce quickly jumped to introduce Marco when he entered the room,
but his introduction of Jason was wasted, as the immediate attraction
between Marco and Sarah was apparent. Marco dumped his stuff in his room,
and after some clattering of plates in the kitchen, he emerged with a plate
of lasagna and a cold beer. He went right over to Sarah, and sat next to
her. If there had been a spotlight in the room it was have shone on them,
because Jason and Bruce might not even have existed. At midnight Bruce
suggested to Jason that they go to bed as they had much visiting to do in
the morning. Bruce as ked Sarah how many blankets she wanted, but Marco
waved him aside saying that he would see to them. Bruce and Jason headed
for the bedroom. Jason asked Bruce what side of the bed he normally slept
on, and once all the technicalities were ironed out, Jason went to the
bathroom to have a quick shower. When he returned after a few minutes
Bruce went to go and shower. After toweling himself off thoroughly, Jason
pulled on a pair of boxer shorts, and slipped beneath the sheet. No sooner
had his head touched the pillow and he was deep asleep. On his way back to
his room after his shower, Bruce noticed that Sarah would not have to worry
about sleeping on the couch, as she and Marco would undoubtedly share the
night together. Entering his room Bruce found Jason asleep in his bed. He
had dreamt about this moment for as long as he coul d remember. They had
been friends in high school, but had never j/o together or anything of that
nature. Bruce had been to scared to initiate anything in case he lost his
friend. They had gone out for the swim team together at school, and Jason
had the speed and stamina, which made him get in to the swimming team.
However, they had still practiced together, and Bruce still had his nicely
chiseled frame from the hours of water torture which Jason had subjected
him to. But it had been worth it. Not only did Bruce get a stunning body
from it, but he saw Jason naked very often, and at night could fantasize
about sucking on that small uncut cock, and blowing a load. Bruce's
hard-on pointed the way to the bed as he finished toweling himself dry, and
pulled on a pair of boxers. He slipped beneath the covers, and could feel
the presence of Jason's body heat. Leaning over he k issed Jason on the
lips. An electric charge skirted down his spine. For a long while Bruce
just lay and listened to Jason's breathing, and then finally he dozed off
into sleep. He woke up during the night thinking that Jason's whole visit
was a dream, but Jason's stubbled chin against his ni pple, and his arm
around his stomach were testimony to the fact that he was indeed in heaven.
Jason's body resting against his was too much for Bruce, and his 7" hard on
shot forth without his even touching it. Bruce's body trembled with
orgasm, and Jason adjusted his body in his sleep. Now h is cock touched
Bruce's leg, and Bruce was thrilled that it was rock hard. Bruce ran his
hand down Jason's back, and under the elastic of the boxer short. The
hairless ass cheeks greeted his hand, as he moved it around to the front
until he brushed against Jason's throbbing member, and low han ging balls.
Bruce's primal instincts took over as he slowly pried himself from
underneath Jason's sleeping frame. He pushed Jason back so he was lying on
his back, and then he quickly discarded his soaked boxers. After pulling
the sheet away, Bruce removed Jason's boxer, and finally they were
both naked on his bed. His heart beat with such veracity, that he thought
it might jump out of his chest. There before him was the source of all his
dreams - 7" of erect uncut man-meat. Leaning forward Bruce took the cock
in his hand and peeled back the foreskin, exposing the sensitive purpl e
head. He lowered his mouth over the head, and began to slowly lick its
surface. The taste of another man - a dream - can never be explained.
Bruce was in heaven. He wanted more of the cock, and he sucked it all
until the blond pubes caressed his upper lip. Then Bruce began to pump up
and down on the cock with his mouth. He didn't even bother to check if he
might wake Jason or not. He wouldn't have stopped even if Jason had told
him to. He couldn't stop until he swallowed some of Jason's cum, because
then he would always be a part of Jason. Jason moaned in his sleep. Bruce
t hinking that Jason might think this a dream did not see, that Jason was
wide awake, and a smile creased his face. Jason lowered his hands and
began to run his hands through Bruce's curly blond hair. He had wanted
this a long long time ago, but had never had the courage to initiate the
contact. Jason felt a tingle grow in his balls - he shoved deep into
Bruce's mouth, and shot a load of 8 years of pent up sexual frustration.
He came and came, until it felt like he had drained all of his seed. Bruce
swallowed every drop. Jason pulled Bruce's mouth from his cock, and brought
it up t o his lips. They French kissed. Neither saying a word. Jason
could taste his cum in Bruce's mouth, but he also wanted to taste Bruce's
lovely cut cock, which still lay erect between his legs. Lowering his
mouth Jason swallowed Bruce's cock to the hilt, and only needed to suck
once or twice b efore Bruce orgasmed. Bruce's orgasm was so intense that
he dug his nails into Jason's shoulders. Jason swallowed all of Bruce's
man juice, and then they kissed passionately again. Afterwards they lay
side by side on the bed. Neither of them wanting to break the spell of the
moment. "We've wasted so much time, Jason," Bruce said caressing one of
Jason's nicely formed nipples. "I know," was Jason's reply. Glancing at
the alarm clock, Bruce saw that it was only five in the morning. "I can't
sleep now - can you?" asked Bruce. "No, and I know what I want to do,"
said Jason. He slowly began to explore every part of Bruce's body with his
tongue. From his earlobes to his toes, and back. After Bruce had done the
same. Jason asked him to fuck him. Bruce hesitated, but after Jason told
him that he had had numerous dild os up his ass, as he fantasized about
him, Bruce told him to lift up his legs and expose his ass crack. Jason
thought that Bruce would enter him immediately, but instead Jason felt the
warm wet feeling of Bruce's tongue as he rimmed him, and slowly inserted
first one, and then two, and finally three fingers. When Bruce was happy
that his new lovers ass was nicely dilated and lubricated he positioned his
cock at the entrance, and pushed forward. Jason's ass greedily swallowed
all of Bruce's cock to the hilt, and soon Bruce was pumping in and out. At
first his stroke was slow, but af ter Jason saying that he must go faster,
he picked up his pace. Every jab of his prostate released a pearl of cum
on Jason's cock head. His cock was not erect so he moved his one hand down
and began to jerk himself off. "I'm close Jason", Bruce said after a
while. Their bodies covered in a s heen of glistening perspiration. Bruce
lowered his lips to Jason's and kissed him as he came. The warmth of
Jason's ass seemed to invite his cum. Bruce could hardly believe that he
had cum for the third time. Just as Bruce's orgasm was subsiding, Jason
came, and his ass muscles spasmed, and milked even more from Bruce's cock.
Bruce collapsed on top of Jason, and fell asleep with his cock still
imbedded in Jason's ass. Jason loved the feeling of having the cock in his
ass, so he didn't even try to remove it, although it was getting soft. He
just tightened his loose ass muscles ar ound it. It was not long and he
too was fast asleep. As they slept Bruce's cock freed itself from Jason's
ass, but Jason woke to the feeling of Bruce's hard cock pumping in and out
of him. Bruce kissed his neck, and sucked on his earlobe. Jason loved the
burning sensation in his ass. It made him feel alive. He had found the
road home.
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