Date: Sat, 20 May 2000 03:34:33 GMT
From: Paul <yvonneva@hotmail.com>
Subject: A New Beginning - Chapter 3

A new Beginning - Chapter Three

This is a story involving male to male relations.  If reading stories like
this is something you don't want to be doing, or it is illegal where you
are, I'd suggest you leave.  If not, then read on.

This story is mainly fantasy.  The main character is me!

Neither this story nor any parts of it may be distributed
electronically or in any other manner without the express, written
consent of the author (But I'm likely to give permission if you ask).

I'd like feedback once you've read the story.  This is my first attempt at
story writing.  Email me at yvonneva@hotmail.com



<A New Beginning - Chapter 3>


By the time I got into the shower I was sporting an erection again.  I just
couldn't get the sight of Trevor nude out of my head.  He was so much my
"ideal" guy (although until right now I'd never thought anything even
vaguely like that).  I suppose that in the past I'd have said that if I had
to choose an ideal body then Trevor would have fit the bill quite nicely
thank you.  I stood with the warm water flowing over me and thought about
what had just happened to me, about my reactions, and about what the future
could hold.  If I was ever going to experience the "other side" then my
circumstances now were ideal.  I was free and easy with nothing to hold me
back.  The possibilities were endless.

Thinking through all of this my mind kept returning to the vision in the
loungeroom earlier.  I became more and more aware of my arousal and was
tempted to take care of myself there and then in the shower.  Hell, it'd
been something like three weeks since I last blew a load, so it wasn't
surprising that when I did re-awaken there'd be some urgency.

These thoughts, however, were immediately shelved when Trevor knocked
briefly on the door and walked in.

"Sorry," he said. "Forgot to brush my teeth.  Don't mind me!  I'm out of
here ASAP, see you this evening.  Have a good day."

"Yeah, you too" was all I could muster in response as he breezed back out of
the bathroom after brushing.

Needless to say my erection had been forgotten the moment he knocked. I'd
quickly turned to the wall so that he couldn't see my arousal and I hoped
that I wasn't as red as I felt I was.  If he hadn't knocked he certainly
would have got an eyefull.  By the time he left I was nearly shaking with
adrenaline at the close call.

I calmed myself down and ended up enjoying the shower, finally feeling
relaxed by the time I'd toweled myself off afterwards.  I then sat down and
had breakfast and settled down for a day "at home" for the first time in a
while.  Having a home base rather than a hotel room makes a big difference,
and I felt I could lounge around the day and relax a while.  Trevor had a
great stereo and awesome CD and DVD collection so there was certainly plenty
to keep me occupied during the day.  There was also a video recorder and a
small collection of videos, but the DVD sort of made it redundant.

I spent most of the morning on the balcony with an assortment of CDs playing
in the CD stacker.  I couldn't believe that he had Violent Femmes albums.
You don't see them that often and they seem to be an acquired taste, but I
really enjoyed singing along with a few of them (I hope the neighbours
weren't at home).

After a few hours I started looking through the DVD collection, noting in my
mind which ones I hadn't seen before.  He has quite a lot, many of them new
releases, so there were plenty that I wanted to see.  I also checked through
his video collection to see what he had.  I found a couple of pornos of
course (What good video collection doesn't have pornos in it eh?) and
decided to drop one into the player for fun.  Trevor wouldn't be home for
about 2 hours so I could do so in some privacy.

I settled back on the couch to watch as the opening credits came up.  The
usual crappy soundtrack that seems to be the trademark of all pornos and
then the opening scene started.  About now I checked the cover again just to
make sure.  What was on the screen was certainly not "Debbie Does Dallas"
(I'd put this in for a bit of a laugh.... we'd watched it at a class
get-together after we finished school, but all the good bits had been edited
out.  Do you realise that if you take all the sex scenes out it only lasts
for around 5 minutes!!!??  It's true!) But was a room full of naked men
basically sucking each other off or at least having a good grope.  I rewound
a bit to the credits and found out that it was actually called "Day of
Decadence".  Seems like my new friend Trevor might just have a secret he
hadn't told me about.

My curiosity piqued, I checked out the other pornos that he had.  Sure
enough most of them were not what the cover indicated, and most of them were
either gay or bisexual content.  Trevor was obviously interested in guys!!

I now started to wonder just how casual him walking out with the towel this
morning had been, and whether him forgetting to brush his teeth was an
accident or not.  Hey, I got a little paranoid, but it was also deliciously
erotic in a strange sort of way (strange for me that is, never having had
more to do with a guys body than reading about it or looking at pictures).
Thankfully my reality kicked in and I pulled myself together.  This could
all just be a coincidence!  It certainly didn't bother me that Trevor was
either gay or bisexual.  I've never had a problem with that.  I've got some
friends at home that are gay, but they know that I'm married and that I've
never shown any interest in them (although one or two I've quietly admired
when I've got the chance).  I just decided that I'd see how things unfolded.
  If I wanted to try something with a guy, then Trevor was the hunk I'd
always dreamed of, and I'd coem to know that Trevor was not the type to take
things likely or hurt a friend.  I figured the best thing would be to take
this new knowledge on board and watch what happened.  If Trevor wanted to
make a move then I'd work out at the time whether I'd be receptive or not.
It's one thing to fantasize about something, and quite another thing to
actually play it out.  I'm not sure if I'm ready to take that big a step
just yet.

Having made this decision I put the videos back where I'd found them,
selected "The Matrix" from the DVD collection and settled down to watch.
I'd seen it before, but I still loved it.  Great special effects.

I think I was dosing when Trevor arrived home.

"Hard day I see," was his greeting "Must be tough having so much to do"

He stood grinning down at me as I stretched and got up out of the couch.

"Hey, it's just so nice to be able to relax completely.  Thanks again for
allowing me to stay here a while.  So much better than a hotel or backpacker
lodge."

"No problem."

We'd been having hot weather even though it was the end of March (our
summer) so you pretty well always had a shower as soon as you came back in
side.  Just looking outside made you sweat some days it was so hot. Trevor
dropped into his bedroom to grab some clothes and then sauntered into the
bathroom to have a shower.  He didn't close the bathroom door behind him so
I could see directly inside to the wall mirror.  Having sat back down on the
couch I had a perfect view of the shower enclosure.  This had to be more
than just a coincidence.

I heard him go to the toilet and then saw him move back into view stripping
off his clothes as he headed for the shower.  Before hopping in he had a big
stretch, one of the type to get the kinks out of your back.  I popped a
boner immediately watching this as he held that position for what seemed
like an eternity before reaching in and turning on the water.  Before he
stepped in he turned briefly and flashed a big grin at the mirror.  I wasn't
the only one sporting a boner.  I only got a quick view before he turned and
stepped into the shower.  Even that one quick view was enough to nearly put
me over the edge.  By God he was beautiful.

I watched his hazey image as he washed in the shower.  He knew he was being
washed so he took his sweet time about it.  I couldn't see anything clearly,
but I could see enough to keep my mind working overtime.  Then the water
turned off and he reached out to get his towel.  He took his time drying
himself in the fogged up shower stall before stepping out onto the bathmat
with his towel strategically held in front of his crotch.  He grinned at me
again as he walked directly towards the mirror before coming out the door of
the bathroom.  He walked out until he stood in front of me on the couch and
dropped his towel.

"You like what you see?" he said huskily.

"Yes!" I managed to whisper around a suddenly dry throat.

He stood there in all his glory allowing me to srink my fill of the sight of
him.  If he looked good before, then hard he was magnificent.  With the
golden afternoon light gleaming off him his chest hair looked like
glimmering gold, the abdominals like they were crafted from iron, with his
cock proudly standing out in front of him for the world to see (although I
was lucky enough to be the only one viewing him).  I'd say he was above
average in length and thickness, but I wouldn't really know.  I've never
even measured myself but I've been told I'm above average.  He was probably
the same length as me, but definitely thicker.

"You're welcome to touch you know"

I slowly reached out and carressed his thigh, causing a shudder to run
through his body and his cock to twitch hypnotisingly in froont of me.  I
sat up properly on the couch and looked up at him.  He had a rapt expression
on his face as I slowly ran coth my hands down his sides and down his
thighs.  He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, opening them again to watch
my next moves.  I brought one hand up to his chest, felling the iron-hard
pecs and trailed it down through the trail of hair running down his body,
enjoying my first feel of muscle.  I felt each of the ripples of his
abdomen, bringing my second hand up with the first.  By now he was
whimpering quietly.  I decided to have some fun.

I slowly trailed my hands down his stomach, brushing them lightly through
the thick hair.  I knew how that felt, the almost ticklish quality, as your
skin isn't touched, but the touch is given to you by the movement of the
hairs.  It produces a feather-like quality that, providing you aren't
ticklish, is highly erotic.  Obviously Trevor was like me and was highly
sensitive without being ticklish.

I continued to trail my hands down, avoiding his crotch and started down his
legs.  He had the most magnificent muscles and I felt them thoroughly,
trailing my fingers where I knew were sensitive spots on me.  That was my
only frame of reference, having never touched a man before, to use my own
body reactions to give Trevor the most enjoyment I could.  By now his eyes
were closed and he was moaning softly as my hands trailed over him.

A drop of clear liquid appeared through the slit on the head of his cock.  I
ran my hands down his legs once more and his cock twitched and more precum
appeared.  I slowly ran my hands up his calves, behind his knees, and around
his thighs, trailing my right hand upwards until I lightly came into contact
with his balls.  Trevor let out a gasp and his eyes shot open, his cock gave
an almighty twitch and I thought he was going to lose it there and then, but
he somehow held out and he looked down at me with a mixture of lust and
happiness.  I lightly brushed his balls again and he purred and closed his
eyes once more.

Another brush, another shudder.  I could feel him starting to build.  I
suppose I put myself in his place and knew what was needed.  I brushed his
balls and reached behind them for that sensitive spot just behind them that
alsways sent me skyward.  I stroked it lightly and he groaned again, his
breath now coming in ragged gasps.  Still stroking this most sensitive spot
I brought my left hand up and ran my fingers lightly from the base of his
cock to the head with a detour to run them around the sensitive rim.  At the
same time I breathed warm air onto the head.

That was all it took.  He gasped, his cock swelling hugely as I pushed him
over the edge.  His balls pulled up tightly under my hand and I squeezed
them lightly, still stroking the area behind them.  He bucked as my fingers
lightly ran up and down his hard length and I wrapped my hand around him,
marvelling at the pulsing feel of steel under velvet, the softness of his
skin, stretched tightly over the pulsing core.  His first shot sailed over
my shoulder, his next landed on my chest.  I grabbed hold of his hips as he
started to lose his balance and I held him up as his orgasm travelled its
course through his toned body.

"That was incredible" he murmured in awe when he'd finally come down enough
to be able to speak.  "Where'd you learn to hit all those spots?"

"I know my own body fairly well, and I just headed for the same areas as I
know get to me." I said laughingly. "You enjoy?"

"Oh Yes." He said with a sigh "I enjoy!"

I made him sit down on the couch and went to get him a glass of water.  In
the kitchen I grabbed some paper towels and cleaned his cum off my torso and
came back to him with the water.

As I handed him the glass he looked at me with a mischievous look in his
eyes.

"Your next you know," he said "and now I know all the areas that get to you
based on what you did to me.  This could be fun."

And it was!!!


<To be continued>

Well, there's installment number three.  Thanks to everyone who's given me
feedback on the story.  I hope you guys are still enoying it

As I said at the top, please let me (Paul) know at yvonneva@hotmail.com.
This is my first go at writing, so I need feedback.