Date: Thu, 08 Jun 2000 06:50:26 GMT
From: Paul <yvonneva@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Beginning - Chapter 8

A new Beginning - Chapter Eight

This is a fantasy 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 is a fantasy and condoms are not used.  In the real world you should
always practice safe sex.

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).

This is my first attempt at story writing, so I'd like some feedback.  Email
me at yvonneva@hotmail.com



<A New Beginning - Chapter 8>


"Paul, are you there?  Paul?"

I tried to stay in the comfortable blackness but the voice persisted.

"Come on Mate, you've got to wake up.  Come back to me man."

I was shaken gently and I tried feebly to push the hands away from me so I
could return to my comfort.

"He's coming around."

There was jubilation in the voice and unexpected warmth.  Then there was a
commotion.

"Let us through.  Come on, make way."

Another voice, unfamiliar, getting louder as it got closer, then more hands
gently cradled me and a rapid discussion took place.  As I gradually came
back to awareness I realised that these must be Ambos (Ambulance paramedics)
that had been called when I passed out.

I struggled a little and tried to speak.

"Just lie still, we're trying to work out what is wrong with you."

Again an unfamiliar voice, this one female.  The first voice I'd heard
pleading for me to wake up I finally identified as Trevor's.  He'd sounded
pretty worried.  I was surprised that he was here at all given the abuse I'd
hurled at him.

A cold cloth, placed across my forehead, was a blessed relief.  I hadn't
realised how hot I was until that moment.  The cool was so delicious that I
started to drift off again.

"Oh no you don't, come back here."

I was gently shaken awake again and it was clear that I was not going to be
allowed to sleep.  I gradually opened my eyes.  It wasn't easy, the lids
felt like they were made of concrete, but I managed.  The first thing I
focused on was Trevor's face, which was a foot in front of me.  His eyes
were huge and round, narrowly holding back tears.  I realised he had a hold
of my hand, rubbing my forearm until it was nearly hurting.  I could also
see that there was a crowd around us, watching to see what was happening.  I
think that if they hadn't been there Trevor would have been openly in tears.

I managed a weak smile.

"What happened?"

"You passed out.  Sorry I threw the bucket of water at you.  I didn't mean
to give you such a shock."  There was entreaty in his voice; a barely
supressed request for forgiveness.

"Its OK Trev.  Just took me by surprise that's all.  Sorry to go off the
deep end.  I don't know what got into me."

"Sunstroke, that's what got into you."  The same gruff male voice I'd heard
earlier intruded between us. "How long you been out here today?  It's 2pm,
what time did you come down here?"

"Um, around 9am I think."

"You drink anything while you were here?"

"I don't think I remembered to.  My mind was elsewhere."

As I said that I had to look away from Trevor, who'd been holding my eyes
all through this conversation with the ambulance man.  When I looked back at
him one of his eyebrows had risen in query.  I mustered the energy and gave
my head a little shake, hoping he'd realise that I meant I would talk to him
later.

"Well you aren't going to be lying down on your back for a while as your
badly sunburnt, and you're also badly dehydrated.  That, coupled with
standing up quickly when you were drenched, was why you passed out.  There
shouldn't be anything longterm out of this, but you're going to have to
treat that sunburn for a while."

As he said this there was a wonderful cool sensation as something was
smeared over my back.  Another case of not realising how hot I was, the cool
was so wonderful.  I groaned softly as some of the heat and pain lessened.

"This will help stop any further burning, but you'd better get home and take
care of yourself for a few days."

I looked over at the voice, finding a face that was somewhere near my own
age.  I thought to myself that he was quite cute, or at least would have
been in other circumstances.  A glass of water was placed in my hands and I
was ordered to drink slowly.  Again, blessed coolness.

>From there I started to feel much better.  The crowds started to disperse
now that the show was over.  Soon I was able to stand and the Ambos started
to leave.  I thanked them warmly for their help.

As soon as they left I was just about pounced upon by Trevor.

"You OK?  What happened? I'm so sorry I surprised you like that.  What were
you doing sitting there for so long without a shirt?  How are you feeling?
Does your back hurt much?  I was so worried."

"Enough!" I said, holding up my hand, "I'll be fine, I just think I'd better
get home ASAP.  I'll explain everything when we get there.  That OK?"

With obvious reluctance Trevor settled down.  It was obvious he was worried,
in fact I think terrified might not have been too strong a word.  I felt
really bad for having worried him like this, but the need to get home drove
me more strongly than the need to reassure him further.

We slowly made our way off the beach.  Trevor sat me down on a park bench
and went briefly back to work to let them know what had happened.  After a
few minutes he returned and we made our way up the esplanade and home.

I have to say that it was a relief to get to the apartment.  I wasn't going
to admit it, but my head was swimming by the time we struggled in.  Trevor
took me stright into my bedroom and made me lie down, then disappeared off
to the chemist to get some of the antiseptic cream that the Ambos
recommended.

I lay for a while on the bed, trying to work out what I was going to say to
Trevor.  I decided that a shower would be a big help so I stripped off and
headed for the shower.  I still felt a little unsteady, but I was hoping
that the shower might help that.

As I turned on the water I heard the front door open and Trevor came in.  He
immediately came into the bathroom to check on me.  After seeing how
unsteady I was he quickly stripped off, telling me that I needed some help
right at the moment and he'd join me.  As I stepped in I was grateful for
his support as the room started to spin for a moment.  I ended up leaning on
Trevor's chest and we stood in the falling water for a while.  After a time
I lifted my head.

"Thanks." I said, looking him in the eye. "Sorry for what I said earlier, I
wasn't myself."

"Hey, Sunstroke is pretty nasty." he said softly "It must have been a shock
with the water.  I didn't realise how long you'd been sitting there, or the
state you were in.  I realise that something is going on, I saw it in your
eyes back there at the beach.  I won't push.  Tell me when you can, not
before."

He looked up at the ceiling for a moment and took a deep breath.  When he
looked at me again there were tears in his eyes.

"I was so scared when I saw you pass out.  All I could think about was that
the shock of the water must have been too great for you.  I thought you
might have had a heart attack or something.  I felt so guilty for playing
the prank.  I don't want to lose you, you're the first person I've cared
about since Brian."

He held me then, as close to his chest as he could without touching my back.
  I was aware of the strong muscles against my chest and the deep hollow at
the base of his neck that was right in front of my face.  I nuzzled his
neck, kissing along the line of his collarbone and out onto his shoulder.
He shuddered a little at the sensation and a slight moan escaped him.

"I'm going to be OK" I whispered, "Really I am.  We need to talk about a few
things, but I don't want to lose you either."

I reached down to his groin, finding a fair handful there in the process of
getting bigger.  I nuzzled his neck a bit more, feeling him grow and stretch
further in my hand.

"What was that you said the other day about 'Can't keep a good man down'?" I
chuckled, slowly stroking him and eliciting more groans. "Certainly can't
keep THIS man down, now can we?"

I gave him a couple more strokes, feeling him tremble as I did so. I reached
my other hand down and cupped his balls, at the same time fastening my lips
onto his left nipple.  As I sped up my stroking he groaned loudly and I felt
him swell in my hand.  As he started cumming I stroked the spot behind his
balls and kissed my way up his chest and onto his neck.

As he started to come down I kissed him on the lips, feeling him return the
kiss hungrily.  He reached for my cock but I pushed his hand away.

"No Babe, I wanted you to enjoy that.  I know how worried you were.  I don't
think I could take it at the moment, much as I want to.  That OK?"

He nodded slowly, obviously still a little euphoric as his orgasm subsided.
I grabbed the bar of soap, starting to wash down that wonderfully muscled
broad chest of his, lovingly trailing my fingers over his skin as I did so.
I worked over the rest of him slowly, taking my time and not overdoing it.

The shower was definitely helping how I felt.... my head was almost
completely clear again.  By the time I'd nearly finished washing Trevor I
was feeling great.  I'd saved the best bit to wash last, figuring that it'd
be a bit sensitive having just cum.  By the time I got there though there
was plenty to wash as he had a full erection again.  I looked up at him and
he looked a bit sheepish.

"Hey, I can't help it.  You turn me on, OK?"

I had to laugh at that, and took extra care to make sure that I washed his
cock thoroughly.  By the time I finished he was breathing rather heavily
again.

I handed him the soap.

"Your turn.  Try not to hurt me TOO much."

He looked mortified for a moment until I grinned at him.

"Yes, I know you'll be careful, I was just teasing.  Couldn't help myself!"

Trevor took the soap and started to wash me down.  It was so luxurious to
have someone else washing me that in no time at all I was in an almost
dreamlike state.  Looks like the sunstroke was still affecting me.

After Trevor has carefully washed my back, so carefully that I felt hardly
anything, he turned off the water and led me out into the bathroom.  He
grabbed a couple of towels and started drying us off.

"You OK?" he asked when I made no effort to grab the towel.

"Not sure." I responded "Feeling really spaced out right now."

"Lets get you dried off and into bed.  I think you need to sleep some of
this off."

He dried me off and led me into the bedroom.  I carefully lay facedown on
the bed and Trevor started to smooth the antiseptic gel onto my back that
he'd got from the chemist.  Again it was such a wonderful relief.  I assume
it had anaesthetic qualities as well as the pain diminished rapidly.

When he'd finished Trevor lay beside me, close enough to be in contact but
not enough to be in any danger of hurting my burned back, and stroked my
hair until I fell asleep.  As I drifted off I felt so loved that I nearly
ended up in tears.  Where in the world had I managed to find someone like
Trevor?  I really couldn't give him up now; he meant so much to me.

As I drifted off I also realised that I really must tell him that when I get
the chance.

I awoke slowly again, feeling refreshed.  I stretched and rolled over onto
my back, sitting bolt upright as my back hurt like hell when it came into
contact with the sheets.  I must have yelped as a naked Trevor came
barrelling in through the doorway almost immediately.

"You OK?" he said worriedly and as I nodded he continued. "I was hoping to
be here when you woke up. You rolled onto your back didn't you?"

I grimaced and nodded.

"Well, you won't be on your back for a while" he said with a suggestive
grin. "Guess we'll have to work something else out to relieve any tension
you might have."

He looked meaningfully down at my groin and I realised I was bone hard
again.

"Hey, it's to be expected isn't it?  You're naked and you know what seeing
your body does to me.  And I did wash you down earlier and watched you cum
in my hands.  Or have you forgotten that already?"

His cock gave a distinct twitch and I grinned.

"Nope!  Looks like you haven't forgotten.  I think it helped you though
didn't it?  You really were worried about me weren't you?"

He looked down at the floor and cleared his throat.

"You mean so much to me now Paul, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I know!  But before this goes any further we need to talk."

"I guessed as much.  I saw the look in your eyes down at the beach.  You
want me to take care of that *hard* problem of yours first?"

I chuckled, fully aware that I was still sporting an erection.

"No, I think we'd better talk first and then see whether you want to act out
that thought.  You may not like what you hear."

Trevor looked apprehensive but nodded.  I lay back down on the bed, trying
to more or less lie on my side so that I could look at Trevor while we were
speaking.  It wasn't easy, but with a couple of pillows we managed to get me
more or less comfortable without having to speak to the mattress.

Before I started I took a good, long look at Trevor, my eyes sweeping once
more over that gorgeous body of his, then cleared my throat abruptly.

"OK.  Most of this morning I've spent thinking, as you may have guessed.
This morning I suppose it hit me just how much has happened in the last 6
weeks.  Before that I was a happily married, heterosexual man.  Yeah I know,
I liked to look and read about men, but that was all part of a fantasy and
never expected to be acted out."

"Now, suddenly my life has been overturned.  Everything has changed and I'm
able to do whatever I want and act out any fantasies that I have.  It is
literally a dream come true, but I keep expecting to wake up.  I miss my
wife dearly but I've managed to find someone I care about deeply in such a
short time.  You!  I'm scared that I'm just on the rebound and that this
will all end when the novelty wears off.  You with me so far?"

Trevor nodded, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Having said that I have to admit that I love you more than I thought
possible.  I really had never thought I would be able to LOVE a man.  But I
DO love you.  I'm still coming to terms with that, and to be honest I didn't
really accept that until I saw the concern in your eyes when I woke up down
at the beach.  I hurt so much to see you hurting for me.  Does that make
sense?"

"Yes!" said Trevor with a smile "Perfectly!  I was so worried that I'd lost
you having only just found you. I..."

His voice broke as tears threatened to overwhelm him.  I reached for his
hand to comfort him and felt him shaking as he continued.

"I tried so hard not to fall, but as I got to know you I couldn't do
anything about it.  You mean so much to me now.  It has been so long since
I've known someone as genuine as you, someone so *worth* knowing. And today,
down at the beach when you passed out, all the fears I had after Brian died
returned.  I thought I'd never find anyone else, or that it'd be doomed from
the start."

"When you attacked me like you did I just couldn't comprehend it and then I
thought you were going to hit me.  I just couldn't understand where all this
anger came from and why it was directed towards me.  Then, when you
collapsed, it all flashed through my mind again and I just couldn't bear to
think that you'd died and that I'd lost you so soon.  Everything came
crashing down on me and it was all that I could do to catch you as you fell
and yell for someone to call an ambulance.  You scared me so very much."

As he finished he lost control of his tears and he broke down, his chest
wracked by sob after sob as he let the emotional tension of the moment pour
out of him.  I reached out and pulled him down to me, putting my arm around
him and hugging him as best I could.  I realised how much of a shock my
anger must have been.

"My anger is something that doesn't surface very often." I said, "It hasn't
really surfaced for many years.  I think because of that it is fairly
violent when it does.  I suppressed a lot when I was in school, and if I
lose it, it all comes bubbling out.  I'm sorry you got the brunt of it, you
just caught me at a weak moment."

"I don't want to lose you either Trevor," I continued. "But at the same time
I don't want to hurt you.  As you can tell I'm having some problems coming
to terms with all this.  I've enjoyed doing what we've done so very much,
but I'm apprehensive about what is to come."

Trevor looked up at me questioningly.

"I'll try to explain to you Trev, but it isn't easy.  Bear with me while I
ramble a bit.  Just give me a moment."

I stopped and took a deep breath, trying to work out how to say all I wanted
to say.  I really wasn't at all sure how he was going to take it.
Throughout this Trevor watched my face intently, as if he were trying to
guess what I was about to say.

"Ok.  One thing that I've read about repeatedly is "straights" sleeping with
guys when they get drunk, horny, or their wife is away.  It is something
I've never been able to understand properly.  Not so much fooling around,
but the way they fool around.  I suppose I can understand them trading
blowjobs or jerking each other off, even kissing, but I can't understand
them going the whole way.  Does that make sense?"

"I'm not sure what you mean by the 'Whole Way'?" Trevor said thoughtfully.
"You mean anal sex don't you?"

I winced a little at his statement.

"You can't even say it, can you?" he continued, "I didn't realise how big a
barrier it was for you.  I can't say I've had that much to do with straight
guys.  Although I can't really think of you that way given how I feel about
you."

Trevor was all tenderness and concern.  For one awful moment I'd thought he
was making fun of me, but thankfully that was just my lack of confidence
kicking in. I still felt bad for disappointing him though.

"I'm sorry to let you down, but it seems like such a big act for me that I
can't understand why it is portrayed as being such a straightforward thing
to do.  To me it is a big step, and something I'm not sure I'm comfortable
with yet.  I really enjoyed what we did this morning; it was a real
eye-opener.  I suppose that today I sat on the beach thinking about what had
happened in the last few weeks and thought about your wanting to show me
some things and I suppose I realised that you were going to want to go all
the way sooner or later.  It's just a natural progression, isn't it?"

Trevor nodded.

"I love you Trevor, but I need to slow down.  Up until now I can "blame" it
all on emotions getting out of hand, but if we go any further it has to be
something special or it can't happen.  As a heterosexual, there are all
sorts of phobias that reading stories doesn't address.  It took enough to
let you slip a finger into me this morning.  Psychologically it was really
off-putting, but the pleasure was worth it, plus I knew that it was
something you wanted to do.  I must admit that I'm dying to return the
favour, knowing now what it feels like.  I want to give you the sort of
mind-blowing orgasm that I had this morning."

"I don't want to lose you Trevor.  Seeing the look in your eyes down at the
beach I really believe that you don't want to lose me either.  I'm still
accepting that.  You asked me this morning whether I trusted you or not?  I
DO trust you, but that doesn't mean that I am comfortable with doing
everything right now.  Can YOU accept the fact that going the whole way has
to be something that waits until I'm ready for it?"

Trevor looked me straight in the eye.

"I said earlier that if you wanted me to stop you had only to tell me.  I
have no intentions of stopping everything because of what you've said, but I
DO understand where you're coming from.  I've only ever wanted you to enjoy
what we do.  If you have reservations then ignoring them would be tantamount
to rape and there is NO way I will ever commit that.  Of course we'll slow
down.  If you're EVER concerned about something we're doing, or look like
doing, then I will always honour that.  You just have to tell me.  That's
what a trusting relationship is all about."

"I don't mind that it might take a while.  Of course I want to introduce you
to that particular experience.  It is just so different to anything you've
been through, and it feels far more wonderful than you could believe.  I
know that because I've done it, and I want to be there when you experience
it.  When the time comes I want you to WANT to do it, otherwise there is no
point."

"I love you Paul.  I had to finally accept that today.  You've infiltrated
my life so quickly and I've found something that I thought I had lost
forever.  Thank You!"

As he said "Thank You" he leaned towards me and kissed me, leaving
absolutely no doubt as to his honesty.  I was swept away in that kiss,
overcome by the emotion.

It was so nice to be truely in love again.


<To be continued>

Again, I'd like to put a big thanks in here to my editor and swami <grin>
Ray.  You know who you are.  Thanks Bud.

As I've said all along, please let me (Paul) know what you think at
yvonneva@hotmail.com.  This is my first go at writing, so I need the
feedback.