Date: Wed, 24 Feb 1999 17:38:27 EST
From: Sk8rake@aol.com
Subject: Tales of the Figure Skater

This is the first chapter of Tales of the Figure Skater.  I hope you enjoy
my stories, please e-mail me with comments and suggestions!
Donny / Figureboy Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!

There I was, standing outside of the new ice rink I would soon call home.
I already could hear the ice, cracking under my feet.  I could smell the
ice.  Then bodly, I walked into the areana.

I found a lockeroom which luckily no one else was in.  I was nervous and
excited at the same time.  Then it happened, I walked out of the locker
room to see the ice.  It was great!  My eyes shuttered, my heart beated
repeatedly again and again.  I looked at the clock and realized that I
could skate now.  There was no one else on the ice.  It was just me and the
ice.

I soon noticed that all of the other skaters in the rink had already left.
It was just me, and the guy that zambonied the ice.  I could see him in the
office watching some football game.  I knew how hot he was.  I used to
watch him all of the time at an outdoor rink by my house.  He's really
tall, he has big blue eyes and is extrememly muscular.  My dick started
rising.  Then I remembered, duh, I was skating.  So, I went back to
practicing.

About a half hour later I noticed the rink guy stepping onto the ice with
his shoes on.  He started walking towards me, his eyes glued to mine.  He
walked for what seemed to be forever.  Then he stepped up to me and said,
"I have to go for about thirty minutes, will you be okay by yourself?"  I
said "yes" like I was happy about it.  I thought he was going to want me to
suck his muscular dick.  But, oh well, that would be in a dream, not in
reality.  So, he left.

The rink was just compleately empty and cold.  I got the strangest urge
suddenly, I wanted to skate naked!  I had never done that before.  I would
love to feel my balls in the cold.  It would be so erotic to just lay on
the ice with my ass freezing.  So, I quickly skated back to the locker room
and stripped myself of all my clothes.  I put my skates back on and headed
back out to the ice.  It was freezing!  But, I liked it.

I just skated faster and faster and my dick got harder and harder all at
the same time.  Then my foot slipped out from under me and my bare ass hit
the ice.  As I was lying on the ice, I realized that my cock was dripping
pre cum and was sticking out as far as you could imagine.  So, I laid there
and stroked it for a while.  Then I rememberd, the rink attendent would be
back soon.  I got totally scared and ran back to the locker room.

When I got in there, I took a deep breath and went to put my clothes back
on.  I then realized that my clothes weren't there.  Then, a shower turned
on.  I was scared shitless!  I didn't know what to do, so of course, I
walked toward the shower.  Not knowing what to expect, I walked down the
row of showers.

I was only about three showers away from the one that was on when I was
suddenly pulled into a differen't shower.  It was the rink attendent.  He
was giving me this weird look, I didn't know if he was going to hit me or
kiss me!  The next thing I knew he was carrying me into the shower that was
on.  The water was so hot.  As we stood there, I could see his cock start
to swell.  As his grew, so did mine.  We sat there and stared at each other
for a while.  Then....


Tales of the Figure Skater Chapter Two

This is the second chapter, continued from the first.  I suggest you read
the first chapter before this one!  If you are offended my gay stories I
would suggest you leave.  Enjoy!!!!!

.......I awoke.  Compleately naked, lying on the ice, freezing.  I looked
up and noticed that the shower must have been a dream.  But, standing
there, behind me, was the rink attendent.  He just stood there, smiling at
me.  I didn't know what to do.  I was extremely embarassed and humiliated,
and my face turned compleately red.  When he saw this, he reached out his
hand.  "Are you ok?" , he asked so confidently.  "Yes, why?", I asked.
"You look embarassed."  He gave me this look when he said it, a look that
meant something, I don't know what.  I nervously took his hand and he
helped me up onto my feet.  We just stood there, looking into each other's
eyes.  There was a compleately blank look on his face.  He wouldn't say
anything, and I was to nervouse to say anything.  Then, he walked off of
the ice, and went into the office.  I didn't know what to do, so I
hightailed it to the lockeroom to put my clothes back on.  Oh, how I wished
that wasn't a dream.  When I started to open the locker room door, I felt a
hand on my back.  I turned to see, it was him.  I looked deep into his
eyes, I could feel him looking into mine, and then, he kissed me.  Once.
On the cheek.  Then he walked away.  I pretty much fell threw the lockeroom
door in shock of what just happened.  While I was putting my clothes on, I
realized that his little kiss, felt way better then having sex with him
would have.  I finished putting my clothes on.  I left the lockeroom, kind
of hopeing he wouldn't see me, and kind of hopeing he would.  As I was
about too walk out the door, I turned around and saw him looking at me, he
smiled, I and smiled back.  While I was driving home I thought, "Is this
the guy I have been dreaming about?  Could this be the one I love?"  Then I
got home and went to bed.  I woke up the next morning with a smile on my
face, for I had the most wonderfull dream!!!


Tales of the Figure Skater, Chapter Three

    I awoke the next morning, with a smile on my face, and a wet spot on my
boxers.  Just replaying that kiss in my mind, made my seven and a half cock
shutter with delight.  I stumbled to the bathroom, hopeing to take a shower,
but of course, my sister was in it.  She was getting ready for some "big"
date.  Schaa, who has a big date on a Monday morning???  Anyways, she was
nervous as all hell.  She kept getting lipstick all over her face!  So, I
had to help her.  She is the only one I am out too.  She is the only one I
can trust, even thow she annoys the shit out of me.

After I helped put on her lipstick, I walked back to my room to have a
fundraiser.  That's another way of saying masturbation that my friends made
up, it works good when your around people that you don't want to know that
you beat off all of the time.  I was still growing, so, my hormones were
raging like wild lion's running to catch there food after they had been
starved for weeks, but, I was ok.

"Ding, Dong"  "Ding, Dong"  "Will someone get that please," my sister
bellowed from her room, "I have to make him wait a while!"  I let out a sigh
and went towards the door.  Then, I almost died, I opened the door, and
standing there in front of me, was the rink attendent, dressed in a pair of
jeans and a handsome vest, and a bouquet of roses in his hand.  I started
for his crotch, naturally, then my sister walked in the room.  "Bryan, I
want you to meet Zack", my sister said in her high annoying voice.  It was
like she was saying, "haha, he's mine!"  I don't think I've ever been more
depressed in my life.

   After they left, I started to cry.  I couldn't seem to stop crying.  I
knew I had to get out of the house.  I grabbed my car keys and ran out to my
car.  Then, of course as you could imagine, my car wouldn't start.  "Fuck!"
I screamed again and again.  I got out of the car and slamed the door as
hard as I could.  I started walking down the road.

I woke up with a hugh headache and realized that I was in the hospital.
There were people all around me, but I couldn't quite recognize them.  Then
I noticed my mother, staring at me.  "What happend to me?" I wispered so low
that I could barely hear it.  "You were hit by a car." my mother said with a
sad look on her face.  I tried to sit up, and I blacked out.  The doctor
came in and ordered them all out of the room, and I still didn't know who
was all in there.

"How are you feeling?" asked the doctor.  "Fine, I guess."  He was giving me
a strange look.  "Who's Zack?" he said with a determined look on his face.
I turned white as a sheet.  I felt so incomfortable, with the doctor staring
at me, waiting for an answer, I blacked out again.

Then the day came, I finally got out of the hospital.  My parents brought me
home and said that I could probobly go skate the next night if I feel up to
it.  I didn't know if I even wanted to go.  To much had happened it the past
week.  My sister's boyfriend kisses me, I get hit by a car, and my doctor
was hitting on me.  It was a weird week, "I'm going to bed"  I said loudly
enough for everyone in the house to hear.

I slept for what felt like days, but it turned out it was only five hours.
I walked down to the kitchen to get some choclate milk, and saw my sister
sitting at the table crying.  "What's wrong?"  I asked, not really wanting
to know.  "Nothing!" she said like everyone says when there depressed.  "Ok,
I said", and started walking back to my room.  "He dumped me...... for a
guy.........

That made me stop in my tracks, "WHAT!"  I shouted and almost sounded like I
was happy.  "He's gay" she said and started crying even harder.  "He won't
even tell me who the guy is."

I comforted her for hours that night, and the whole time I was holding her,
pretending to be sad, I was smiling at the thought that my first love, just
might love me back.

The next morning the phone rang, "It's for you!" my mother shouted, "It's
some guy." ....


Tales of the Figure Skater Chapter Four

I nervously walked towards the phone, trying to not let it show that I was
shaking.  My mom just looked at me weird when I grabbed the phone from her.
I gasped for air as I brought the phone to my mouth, imaging his cock going
into my mouth again.  "Hello?" I said nervously as all hell.  "Hey how's it
going?"  I almost died, it was my friend Seth.  I was so pissed.  I hung up
on him and broke the phone, my dad yelled at me and I just flicked him off.
I ran to my room and stripped all of my clothes off.  I jacked off so hard I
thought I was going to pull my dick off.  I came all over my mouth, my
chest, and everywhere else.  I licked it all up and put my clothes back on.
I decided to go for a walk.

It was really cold out and I forgot my jacket, so I was freezing.  I went to
the park across the street from my house.  I was sitting by a tree when I
heard a voice.  "Hello."  It sounded like Zack, but I didn't want to get my
hopes up.  Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, turned my head and it was him.
Smiling at me.  I kissed him long and hard, his hands pressed tightly around
my ass.  I could feel him getting hard.  I wasn't hard because of my
fundraiser earlier!  But I couldn't resist myself, I unzipped his pants.  My
mouth flowed over his cock for what seemed like a minute or two, not long
compared to him usually, then he shot a ton of creamy jizz down my throat.
I loved it so much.

We sat and talked for five hours that night.  My mom kept paging me every
second, but I didn't care.  I was there, being taken care of by the man of
my dreams.  He told me about how he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of
his life with me.  I fell, where I don't know, but I fell, somewhere.

TWO YEARS LATER

Zack and I were still together, and we had managed to keep it from
everybody.  Our love just get's stronger and stronger.  I decided to do the
thing I never wanted to do.

I boldly walked into my house, with Zack in my arms, and proclaimed my love
to my parents and my sister, who started crying instantly.  Both of my
parents started yelling at me and my dad kicked me out.  I moved in with
Zack's family, they are cool with the whole "gay" thing.

My life changed because of Zack, and I will love him for ever and ever.  He
is mine.  I don't have my parents, but I do have him.  I am happy....


Thank all of you, for reading my story.  I enjoyed writing it.  Please
e-mail me with comments and suggestions. sk8rake@aol.com