Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2001 16:24:39 +0000
From: Ben nobody <ben_sc@hotmail.com>
Subject: David Chapter 1 -Beginnings

	This is a true story and it is very close to my heart. It tells
about the one guy that I would use the term "lover" to describe. I am
opening my soul, here and I know that that can be dangerous. As always your
coments are welcome.
	ben_sc@hotmail.com

				   David


	I am a gay married male with two teen-aged boys both living at
home. I hadn't really done anything to appease my feelings of curiosity and
attraction for other men until I was nearly 30 years old (I'm now 44). The
circumstances presented themselves, along with a willing partner, and I
found the experience quite natural and fulfilling. There is enough memory
and substance to make this a whole other narrative, but, for now, let's
stay on the subject of David.

	After my 'initiation' into male-to-male sex, which amounted to six
total meetings with the same guy over a period of about 18 months, I had no
sexual contact with another man for about 8 years. When I took a job that
allowed me to have internet access, I began to explore and was soon to
discover that there are a LOT of guys, married and single, who are looking
for sexual contact with other men.

	Over the course of the next three years I met many men and got
close to some, others were "one night stands".  I had a thing for a 22 year
old guy for awhile, but it was not a mutual affection. It became routine
for me to run a personal ad on one or more Internet classified sites and to
respond to the ads others had placed. I met several guys at their homes,
some at hotel rooms and for a brief period when my family was out of town,
a few of them came to my house.

	It is important to understand that during this whole time, I was
careful not to let my wife know about any of my activities. We had not been
intimate for a number of years because I had become increasingly aware that
I was, in fact, gay and not bisexual, as I had always thought myself to be.

	I was extremely careful when it came to having "safe sex". I always
used a condom for anal sex, whether I was the "top" or the "bottom" in the
union. I also was adamant about not allowing anybody to cum in my mouth
(with a rare exception of the 22-year-old, right after he had gotten a
negative result from his HIV test). I was also regularly tested at the
local health clinic.

	To say that I was promiscuous would be a huge understatement. I
never had a problem finding willing partners for sex. I had even involved
myself in group situations and had attended an orgy out of town as well as
visited a "bath house". In short, I had done it all, sexually speaking.

	When I received a response from my latest personal ad, I treated it
as pretty well routine. Then I looked and saw two more responses from the
same guy, all in the same day.  This was NOT routine and it certainly got
my attention.  The messages read as follows:


	(Please note that I have x'd out pertinent numbers and may have
	changed some information and names to protect anonymity)


MY NAME IS D. I AM A FIRST TIMER AND I WANT YOU TO SHOW ME HOW IT GOES.  I
LOVE MASSAGES I LIKE TO GIVE AND RECIEIVE !!!!! I TOO, LIKE YOURSELF, AM
ALWAYS HORNY. CALL ME AT xxx-xxxx (GOOSE CREEK). OR E-MAIL At xxx@xxxxx.com

MY NAME IS DAVID I AM A 33 YEAR OLD BWMM I HAVE BLACK HAIR, GREEN EYES,
5'11"175#'s. WAITING ON YOUR REPLY .YOU HAVE A VERY UNIQUE WAY WITH WORDS "
I LIKE THAT IN A MAN. CALL ME AT xxx-xxxx OR E-MAIL AT xxx@xxxxx.com

FIRST OF ALL MY NAME IS DAVID, I AM IN TO THE WAY YOU WOULD MAKE ME FEEL
INSIDE & OUT. SOME OF MY INTEREST ARE HORSE BACK RIDING, PLAYING THE PIANO,
WALKING, TALKING, GIVING BODY MASSAGES. I AM OFF OF WORK EVERY OTHER MONDAY
& EVERY WEDNSDAY, CALL ME SOMETIME. I AM 5'11 &175# BLACK &GREEN EYES
(WBM). CALL ME AT HOME xxx-xxxx / WORK xxx-xxxx

	*A note to the reader: Whenever possible, I will use the actual
email messages that were sent and received. It just happens that I had
saved them.

	I sent a reply to these messages:

Hello David!  Wow, 3 messages! I am flattered. I'm very glad that you
contacted me, you sound like a nice guy and also sound like you are ready
to go. I'll give you a call in just a little while. I can't wait to talk to
you.  I am not clear about a couple of things. You have used the WBMM as
well as WBM, and I'm not sure what that means. When I see W OR B in front
M, that usually means white male or black male. MM usually means married
male.  You said you are a first timer and that could explain it. It doesn't
matter to me whether you are black or white (or green!) as long as you're
clean, discrete, safe and a nice guy. I have a feeling that you are all of
these things and more. I'll know more when I talk to you. As for being
married, I'm cool with that if you are, or if you're not. I just kind of
like to know what to expect.  Let me give you my work number as well:
xxx-xxxx extension xxxx. I'll call you after 9 A.M.  Ben

	I called David at his home number on Tuesday morning, the 26th of
January 1999. We talked for quite awhile and got to know quite a bit about
each other. In fact, after my initial call, he called me back twice that
day to talk some more.

	I could tell he had a good sense of humor and laughed easily. He
was a bit nervous but was looking forward to meeting me. He also told me a
bit about his history.

	David had been married for nearly 7 years. About 3-1/w years before
he met me, he was employed in a men's clothing store in a local mall. He
developed a crush on a male coworker, named Howard, and as time progressed,
his feelings grew.

	David's brother, Joey, is gay and David turned to him in confidence
to ask Joey's advice about his feelings. I am assuming Joey encouraged him
to explore a relationship with Howard, and he did. He began to spend time
outside of work with Howard, as well as with Joey, frequenting a local gay
bar, even bringing his wife along.

	David's wife, Lisa, began to suspect that he had strong romantic
feelings for Howard and confronted him. He admitted his feelings and they
decided to separate. David continued to see Howard And they were close,
kissing and touching but did not have sex for a period of 8 months. It was
at that time that David found out that Howard and Joey had been seeing each
other and having sex for the entire 8- month period.

	David was deeply hurt and there was a huge confrontation that
caused a rift in the family. David and Lisa decided to get back together
and moved to Georgia, near David's father. They lived there, apparently
happy for 3 years. Then they moved back to this area and a few weeks later,
I received David's responses to my personal ad.

	During the course of our phone calls, David invited me to his
apartment the following (Wednesday) morning. I left work on the premise
that I had to do some work "on the base" and went to David's place. He
lived in a townhouse in a fairly large apartment complex.  I walked to his
door as I put a drop of breath freshener on my tongue. I went to knock on
the door, but it was opened before I could.  David greeted me and asked me
to come inside.

	I stepped inside past him and he shut and locked the door. He
turned toward me and leaned forward to kiss me. David is an excellent
kisser and we were soon locked in an embrace, touching and holding onto one
another tightly. I became aroused and could tell that David had, too.

	We finally broke the embrace and I got to take a good long look at
him. He had clean, shiny black hair, cut short on the sides and back, a bit
longer on top but neatly styled. He had beautiful eyes, slightly almond
shaped, green at the outside of the iris, blending to brown toward the
pupil. His eyes tended to squint a bit and he had laugh lines when he
smiled.

	His smile was brilliant. Beautiful, straight, white teeth sensuous
lips and slight dimples, he had a neatly trimmed moustache but was
otherwise clean-shaven. I cannot tell you what he was wearing, except for
his underwear.

	We kissed again and began to search each other's bodies with our
hands. I put my hands inside his shirt and caressed his stomach, chest and
nipples. I moved my hand further down and grasped his hardening cock. I
could already tell that it was quite impressively sized. I unbuttoned and
unzipped his pants and put my hand inside them, He was wearing a black
thong that tied together at his left side. I grasped his hard cock again
through the thong, all the while kissing him as our tongues battled with
each other.

	I reached my hand through the waistband of his thong and withdrew
his cock.  I broke our kiss and began kissing down his neck and chest.
Lifting up his shirt to bare his smooth skin, David smelled clean and had a
faint fresh scent and just the slightest hint of male musk that I find so
sexy.

	Taking his nipple in my mouth, I sucked and gently nibbled it, as
it became erect. I continued my oral attention down his body, past his
navel as I lowered myself to my knees in front of him. I pulled down the
front of his thong and exposed his entire cock and his balls. I estimated
his cock to be about 7 inches long and of impressive girth. He had thick,
shiny, silky pubic hair-jet black, and his scrotum was shaved and smooth.
His balls were of average size and were pulled up tight against the base of
his cock. I was to learn from repeated access to him that this was a normal
condition for him.

	The aroma from his crotch was of soap and a slightly stronger male
scent. I grasped his cock with my hand and brought my tongue in contact
with the circumcised head. David gasped and held onto my shoulders and I
continued to take more and more or his hard cock into my mouth. I used my
hands to further explore his body and that's when I found out he has
wearing a thong instead of a pair of briefs.

	After a few short minutes of my oral ministrations to his cock,
David pulled me up, kissed me deeply and said, "Let's go upstairs." It took
us quite awhile to navigate our way up as we were reluctant to break body
contact and we continued to kiss deeply all the way up the stairs and into
his bedroom. We stood by his bed and kissed and touched as we undressed
each other. As each new body part was uncovered it was touched and kissed
and fondled. We took our time and finally stood naked in front of each
other.

	Is it true or am I looking with the eyes of one who loved deeply?
David was beautiful to me. If there was anything that I didn't find
absolutely wonderful about him, perhaps it was that his hips were slightly
rounded, like a woman's, but his ass was delicious looking, firm with high,
rounded buns.

	I led David to the bed and we lay down on our sides facing each
other.  Face-to-face, cock-to cock, our legs, arms, lips and tongues
entwined. We moved with and against each other, giving and feeling pleasure
from each other. Tongue touching ear, lips on shoulder and neck, eyes
locking and closing in pleasure. This was a most sensuous moment for us
both.  David responded to me perfectly, and I to him.

	He began to become a little more adventurous and started exploring
my body with his hands and mouth. He touched and caressed me all over and
ended up with my cock in his mouth. He was gentle yet provided an
enthusiastic amount of stimulation as well. I move us into a 69 position
and we sucked each other with abandon.

	I usually like to take the bottom position, on my back, while
69ing. This leaves my hands free to roam my partner's body while I'm
sucking and licking him. This is what I did with David. I devoured the
man-sucked and nibbled and licked and kissed his cock, his balls, his
thighs and moved my mouth higher until I was able to reach his butt
hole. It was clean and pink and warm. I licked it once and he just stopped.

	He ceased what he was doing and just concentrated on what he was
feeling.  Slowly I resumed licking around and across his hole and he moaned
deeply. I wrapped my arms around his hips and pushed my tongue against his
butt hole, penetrating it slightly. He moaned again and pushed his gorgeous
ass into my face, completely forgetting what he had been doing to me with
his mouth. I tongue-fucked him for several minutes, and he finally pulled
away from me and said, "I want you inside of me."

	He moved off of me to get the condoms and lubricant that I had
brought with me. I lay on my back while he rolled the condom onto my cock,
spread some of the lube onto it and positioned himself to sit on my
sheathed cock. I have found that this position gives the bottom (I guess
the bottom is on top in this case) a lot more control of the entry.
Unfortunately, it's not an easy position to accomplish, especially if there
is an inexperienced person involved. Because of the anatomy, it is
difficult for either partner to reach and guide the cock into the hole.
After several frustrated attempts, I suggested we try something else.

	I had David lay on his back with his legs up. I moved between his
legs and placed his heels on my shoulders, thus rolling his hips and his
asshole up to a better position for penetration. I used some more lube and
my fingers to loosen and relax his sphincter. I then placed the head of my
cock at his entrance and began a slow, steady pressure. I watched David's
face carefully for any signs that I might be hurting him. I told him to
stop me if I did. I also told him that it helps to apply pressure like you
are taking a dump to loosen the sphincter muscle and allow me inside.

	Slowly and gently I proceeded, stopping when he asked me, starting
again when he indicated for me to go on. This was David's first time and I
wanted it to be wonderful for him. I wanted for him to have only good
memories of it, and most of all, I wanted him to like it so much, that we
could make love over and over again.

	It took awhile but I was finally fully inside of him. After I took
a few moments for him to become accustomed to the fullness, I began to
slowly move my cock out and back in.  David had his eyes closed peacefully
and had a big smile on his face. He fairly purred. He held my arms as I
made slow, deliberate love to him. He looked up and I asked if he was
okay. He smiled his toothy grin and said, "Oh Yes! I'm in heaven."

	He looked so sexy that I had to lean down and kiss his mouth, his
eyelids, his forehead, and his throat as I moved inside of him. It was
tender, it was passionate, it was much more that fucking. I was making
sweet, beautiful love with this man. I don't know how long we continued,
but I began to tire and was concerned that he might become sore if I went
for too long. I withdrew and he cradled me in his arms and we lay still
listening as our breathing and heartbeats slowed. A gentle kiss, fingers
stroking lightly down his side and leg.

	David's stomach growled and he was embarrassed. He hadn't eaten
that morning and was getting hungry. We got up and cleaned up a bit. He
went downstairs and got a huge glass bowl of fruit-grapes and strawberries
(where did he get THOSE in January?) and we lay on the bed and, naked, fed
each other, and snuggled and kissed.