Date: Wed, 03 Aug 2005 07:28:52 -0400 From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com> Subject: GayMale: Beginnings: Of Gord and John Chapter 7 This is a story out of the fantasy that is my mind. It is a story that deals with homosexual material. If you live in a jurisdiction that by some law or reason prohibits you from reading this material then please do not read any further. Some of my stories involve young men under the age of 18, but never under the age of 14 which is the current Canadian age of consent. The following is a listing of other stories I have written that you might find interesting : Title Category Date Joes-Bar Beginnings 07-Nov-02 Arthur-and-Joe Beginnings 03-Apr-03 Tour-Guide AdultYouth 15-Apr-03 Brother-Pat AdultYouth 07-Nov-02 Father-Greg AdultYouth 15-Apr-03 JefferyandJason AdultYouth 18-jul-05 The copyright to this material is mine subject to the agreement under this website. I trust that you will enjoy reading the stories as much as I have enjoyed writing them. If you have any comments to pass on I would very much like to have them. You can write me at myonge@hotmail.com Chapter 7 Gord was home. He was welcomed home with open arms but once the initial welcome was finished he had some serious explaining to do. He tried to explain his need his irrepressible need to go to be with Dr. King. It was something that he could not fight . His family tried to understand but they could not understand why he had not asked them, why he had just left, and he could not totally explain it to them. He told them about Aunty Mabel and Uncle Josh and Aunt Ernestine, and their family, how they had just taken him in. His parents did say that they would like to send them something for their kindness. Gord told them about Lyle, how he had been such a good friend. He didn't of course tell them how good a friend Lyle had been. Gord suggested that maybe during the summer they could invite Lyle to come up for a visit. His parents said they would think about it. That night they allowed him to call Lyle "just to let him know that he was home safe" They talked for several minutes. There was not a lot Gord could say because the phone was in the kitchen and everyone was around. They did manage to convey their mutual feelings for each other though with some well worded questions and statements. By the time Gord hung up he needed to go to the bathroom to "relieve" himself. It had been a long time since he had masturbated with such force. The image of Lyle fucking him was so strong in his mind that he actually felt the man's action in his ass. The next day he went to school and found himself having to explain where he had gone and what he had done. He was given all the work and homework he had missed, not something he had anticipated. However it was worth it to be hero of the hour. The English Language teacher thought it would be a good idea for him to do a presentation on his experiences. When a teacher thinks it is a good idea for you to do something that usually doesn't come with the option to disagree. The next two or three weeks were going to be busy ones trying to catch up on lost work, and keep up with the new stuff. The rest of the school year was pretty uneventful. Gord watched the news faithfully on the civil rights movement. He would have loved to have been there for the Washington rally. He watched with tears in his eyes has Dr. King gave his "I have a Dream " speech. His Mum bought a nice thank you card in which his parents put a large money order in American funds to send to Uncle Josh and Aunt Ernestine. Gord added a letter of his own thanking then for taking him in. Gord and Lyle had written back and forth a couple times since he had returned home as well. Gord hinted that if Lyle wanted that maybe sometime in the summer he could come up and visit him. About a week before the end of school he got another letter from Lyle stating that if the invitation was still open he could come up to Montreal in two weeks. He would love to see the sights of the city and he would be able to spend a week or ten days. Gord was beside himself with excitement. Getting permission from his parents to invite his friend, plans were quickly underway to make Lyle welcome. It was decided that Lyle and he would stay in his brother's larger room because the bed was larger. His brother would sleep in his bed. Gord made up a mattress for him to sleep on beside Lyle's bed. (That of course was for show for his family's sake.) Gord could barely concentrate on his studies for the last of his final exams that coming week. After school ended there was still one interminable week before Lyle would arrive. The week dragged on it seemed for ever. The day before Lyle was to arrive Gord's Mum asked him what he planned to do with Lyle to keep him entertained. "He's not going to like to sit around the house all day you know." "I know Mum, I thought we could go to the city and check things out, and .. Well I don't know really" "Well he's coming in tomorrow, that's Friday and he's staying till next Sunday is that right?" "Yeah" replied Gord wondering what his Mum was leading to. "He had to catch the bus on the Monday morning." "I'll ask your dad then and maybe if you like you can take him up to the cottage for the week." "Really?!?!" Gord almost shouted in his excitement It would be perfect! They would be all alone they could swim and hike and just. well he was getting hard just thinking about what they could do. That night his dad agreed to take them up to the cottage on Sunday. His Mum said she would pick up some food for them to take with them for the week and they would come and spend the following weekend with them and then bring them back home to get Lyle on the bus for the Monday. The next day Gord went into to the city to the bus depot to get Lyle. It was all the two men could do not to hug and kiss each other when Lyle stepped off the bus. They put Lyle's bag in a locker and spent the rest of the day wandering about Montreal, showing Lyle some of the sites of the city. Lyle was as hot looking as Gord remembered from the last time they had been together. He couldn't wait to experience the young man's body once again. His sphincter tingled with the memory and anticipation of what was to come. He was glad he was wearing briefs otherwise the whole world would have seen his reaction to this beautiful man. He was definitely "happy" to see Lyle. As they left the Bus Terminal, Gord told Lyle about the plans for the week. A tour of Montreal and around Gord's town and then a week at the cottage in the Laurentian Mountains. When Gord told him that they would be alone for the week, Lyle grinned broadly. "That will be jest fine Gord" then he whispered in his ear. "Its all I can do not to rip yer clothes off right here, Ah'm so horny fer yah" They both laughed, they both knew that neither could wait till Sunday. As they walked up Ste Catherine's Street and in and out of the various stores like Simpson's and Eaton's, one of the first things that Lyle noticed was that they weren't being noticed. No one seemed to care that a white boy and a black young man were walking together obviously friends. He was almost blown away when they went into a restaurant and sat down together and he was served without, it seemed, a second thought. The waitress didn't ask him to leave or even move to the back of the restaurant. None of the other patrons seemed to care that he as there, as a matter of fact he quickly noticed that he was not the only coloured person in the place. While they were there the place had filled up, but no one came and told him or anyone else that they would have to leave to make room for the white folk. As they wandered about the big city he noticed that there were people of all races not paying each other much mind. But as with himself and Gord he also noticed that there was a mingling of the races. Nowhere did he see any "Whites Only" signs. No where were the two of them even given a second look. He could hardly believe it. When he mentioned this to Gord, the boy just smiled, "That's the way it is here Lyle" Gord did add that there was some discrimination and racism around but not like what he had witnessed in the States. There was no segregation in schools or the society at large. Racism tended to be with individuals. If it was there Lyle certainly did not notice it. They eventually made their way back to the bus terminus and retrieved Lyle's bag. Then they took a bus to where Gord's dad worked. That way they wouldn't have to bus all the way home. Gord's dad welcomed Lyle to their home, shaking his hand. After a short wait Lyle had what he considered a rather wild ride through the traffic of Montreal. Gord laughed at the terror that was evident on his face as they wound in and out of traffic and eventually across one of the many bridges that crossed the St Lawrence river to the South Shore. They were soon at home and Lyle was welcomed readily into the family. Gord's Mum told him "Tonight you are a guest, after that you're just part of the family so don't expect us to wait on you." They had a good evening. Gord took him for a walk to visit with a coloured family that had a couple kids that Gord hung out with. The mother was thrilled to meet Lyle and hear about the march that Gord and he had gone on with Dr. King. It was about 10:30 when they got back to the house. They sat with Gord's parents and had a cup of coffee, and then went to bed. Gord's Mum reminded him that breakfast was a 8 and they would have to spend some time the next day getting ready to go up to the cottage. The two young men went up to their room. Gord closed the door behind them and took Lyle into his arms. They stood there and kissed for some moments and then just hugged savouring the touch of their bodies. "Oh Lyle I have so missed you, I wanted to hold you like this" Gord whispered to his friend as he lay his head on the Lyle's shoulder. "I don't ever want to let you go" "Me too Gord, I haven't stopped thinking about you since we said good bye in Montgomery. We are going to make the most of this week. I can't wait till we get to the cottage" Lyle whispered back. The took turns in the washroom and then in the room they undressed. Gord "disturbed" his bedding and crawled in with Lyle. Lyle held an arm out to welcome Gord to him. They hugged close and kissed, their tongues tasting each other and melding together. By mutual consent they decided that that was all they would do that night for fear of being found out. The walls weren't that thick and they knew they had the whole week together. They fell asleep in each other's arms. Gord was the first to be awake in the morning hearing his mother moving about below. He quietly untangled himself from Lyle's arms and legs that seemed to be everywhere and got dressed and went downstairs. He greeted his mother and helped her with breakfast. A few minutes before it was completely ready he went back upstairs and got Lyle up. His mother didn't like people to be late for any meal. As she would say "This isn't a restaurant, breakfast is on the table at 8 and you be there if you want to eat." (Note: with Mum, not eating was not an option) Gord's dad suggested that if they liked and got all the groceries and everything together early enough he would bring them up to the cottage that day. Fortunately there as not too much to get ready and they could stop off for groceries on the way. So by 11 o'clock they were already heading north out of Montreal. By 1:30 they were unloading the car and lugging their stuff to the cottage. To get from where the car was parked to the cottage they had to actually cross someone else's property along a path along the shore. Fortunately that family was not there that week as they really didn't like the have Gord's family using their place. However it was part of the agreement of the cottage lots. As long as there was no other access to their lot, Gord's family was able to use the shoreline path from the nearest accessible lot. It was a small lake nestled in between four hills. There were several cottages around the lake but because of the size of the lake it was too small for any large boats. Most of the people around the lake had canoes or paddle boats and row boats. Most of the cottagers kept to themselves and were generally a quiet bunch. It was a great location. It was fantastic if you wanted to get away from the city for some peace and quiet. Most of the cottagers respected that need for peace. Today the water was like glass. There was not a breath of air and not a ripple on the water. It was perfect. Gord's family cottage was on a bit of a point of land at the head of a small bay. The location provided for a great view of at least two thirds of the lake. After the luggage had all been brought into the cabin, Gord's dad started a fire in the stove, while he went down to the lake for a pail of water so that they could put the kettle on for tea. His Dad was not going to stay the night but wanted something to eat before he left again. Gord was busy showing Lyle the Cabin and where everything was. He was quite excited about the week that lay ahead of them. He couldn't wait until that night when they could share their bodies together. They went back into the open room that was sort of a Kitchen Living room type of area and helped his dad with the tea. Shortly they all sat around drinking tea and chatting and relaxing on the porch, enjoying the breeze that had picked up, and warm fresh air of the lake. "Well much as I would prefer to stay here than go home, I have to go" Said Gord's dad finally about 3 o'clock. "You guys be careful and have a good time this week we'll probably be up on Friday night." They walked Gord's dad to the car and sent him off. As his dad got into the car Gord gave him a kiss and a hug. "Thanks for doing this dad, driving us out here today, I love you." "I love you too son. You and Lyle have a good time, but be careful. I don't want to come back on Friday to find either one or both of you drowned or something like that" He laughed lightly He got into the car and they watched as he disappeared over the hill and around the corner. They turned and hand in hand walked down the path back to the cottage. When they got back to the cottage Lyle took Gord into his arms. He looked into his eyes "I don't know what it is Gord" he began softly "But I think that I am fallin' in love with you" Gord rested his head on Lyle's shoulder. "I haven't been able to stop thinking of you Lyle" Gord lifted his face to Lyle's and they kissed tenderly. Both men felt the emotion of the moment course through their bodies as they stood there in the hallway of the cabin. When they finally pulled away Gord said "If we keep doing this I won't be responsible for what is going to happen." He grinned at Lyle. "I want to have you but I want to have you tonight, so how about we go for a walk and just enjoy the afternoon. Tonight. tonight belongs to us" He took Lyle's hand and they went outside. From the back door Gord led the way up the hill to the top of a cliff behind the cottage. They stood there for a few moments looking at the scene below them, the lake glinting through the trees. From there they headed along a trail that generally followed the shore of the lake, only along the back of the cottage lots. They followed this till they came to where the road that encircled most of the lake ended. It was a beautiful warm sunny day. As they walked a small weasel poked out from a brush pile and checked them out. The curious little creature followed them for several hundred feet before it scampered off into the underbrush again. As they walked they held hands and sometimes talked sometimes just walked in silence. "I'm so glad you could come up to visit Lyle, I feel so good having you here with me" "Me too, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind from the time you got on that bus and we parted. Aunty Mabel took me aside about a week later and sat me down. I guess she saw me mopin' about and wanted to know what was wrong" "Really? Asked Gord "Yeah, actually I think she had an idea but just wanted to see if she was right." "What do you mean?" "Well I found out she knows I'm gay" Gord stopped and stared at his friend "so. so then she knows I'm gay too?" "Well about a week after we got home she called me in and asked what was wrong. You see I was thinkin about you all the time, and I was feeling a little down and I guess she picked up on it." "so what did she say? What did you say?" "I told her nuthin' was wrong but she told me that I was lying" Lyle laughed "yuh can't pull anything over Aunt Mabel" Gord laughed . They had continued to walk. They weren't holding hands at this point but only because the ground they were walking on was not very even and not very conducive to holding hands. When they got back on more even ground Lyle continued. "She asked me if I was missin' 'that white boy Gord'." She said "Ah knows you like the boys Lyle, and ah figures you and he was doin somethin in that barn." "I tried to protest but I knew she knew. She told me that from the way we stuck together that and the way we responded to each other that you must 'like the boys' as well." Gord stared at Lyle. "So is she mad at us, does she hate us?" he asked, not knowing what else to say. "No' replied Lyle slowly. He smiled slightly "I think she's alright with it, she's the one that encouraged me to come up here to visit you. She said there is enough hate in the world, she just told me I wasn't to do anything that would cause each of us harm" he paused "She is a good lady Gord" Gord reached forward and kissed Lyle lightly on the cheek "I know she is" they walked in silence for several minutes enjoying the fresh air and beauty around them. Both were deep in thought for a while and had nothing to say. Gordon wondered how his parents would respond to his being gay. How would his brothers? His oldest brother had talked about some of the orderlies at the hospital where he had a part time job. His comments about them were none too complementary. Presently they heard the sound of some other people coming down the road. They were not holding hands at that point and just kept walking. They nodded to the "newcomers" as they passed each other. A few minutes later Gord suggested they head back to the cottage and go for a swim. As they walked they talked about Aunt Mabel, and about the nights in the barn together. They talked about how their respective families might respond to them if they knew. The tolerance of gays was not good in either Canada or the US. Not everyone was as open to the idea as Aunt Mabel was. Lyle was sure that his brother and the rest of the family would not be very happy about it. Aunt Mabel had told him to be careful. She had the insight to realise that Lyle would be alone. She also loved him enough to know that he would need support. Gord was not sure at all about his family, and he was not ready to test those waters just yet. As they came down the hill to the cottage he said, "I don't know what is going to happen to us but I know that I'm happy you are here right now Lyle" At the back door he drew Lyle to him and they kissed. "I think I love you Lyle" he whispered. They broke apart and went into the house. They both needed a moment to pull themselves together again. Both lad's minds were reeling with the emotion of the moment. Lyle knew that if this was not love, it was damn close to it. He just wanted to be close to this young white boy. He didn't want to leave him. Gord too was thinking that he could spend the rest of his life with this beautiful man. This man that was so gentle. This man that seemed to understand his every feeling. This man that he didn't have to hide anything from. How could that happen like this? How could they be so tied to each other so quickly? Was this love? Was this just emotion? Was it simply just a sexual attraction? As Gord stripped down to change into his bathing suit, Lyle came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him. Gord leaned back into the man, as Lyle gently kissed the back of his neck and the nibbled at his ear lobes. Lyle turned him around so that they were facing each other. "I think I love you too Gord, I know I want you" with that he knelt down and engulfed Gord's exposed and hard cock into his mouth with one swift move. Gord gasped for breath and felt his knees begin to buckle. "Ohhnnnn Lyle .. Ohhnnn Lyle" he cried out as tears flowed with the intensity of the feelings that were shooting from his manhood through his body. He held Lyle's head, his fingers massaging the man's scalp. He gently pulled himself out of Lyle's mouth and raised the man back up. The kissed deeply and with a hot intensity, their love burning for each other. Gord led his friend, his love to the bed, and backing to it pulled Lyle down on top of him as he lay back. He wrapped his legs around Lyle's waist and drew the man close to him with his arms as they kissed. Gord was seeing flashes of light streaking across his closed eyes, as Lyle worshipped his mouth with his tongue. Lyle pulled himself up a bit and started to kiss Gord's face and neck. He couldn't stop himself and Gord was not making any effort to stop him either. As he got to Gord's chest he sat up and pulled his shirt off. Then he quickly got up and removed the rest of his clothing and returned to Gord who was still lying there with his eyes closed. Lyle once again moved to lay on top of Gord but this time Gord lifted his legs up so that Lyle's raging hard cock was forced to probe at Gord's sphincter. "Ohhnnn fuck Lyle I want you so much!!" Gord again wrapped his legs around Lyle's waist with the man's cock rubbing against his opening. "I want you to take me Lyle" he breathed in his ear. I want you to man" replied Lyle "I want to love you not just fuck you though, I love you Gord" he paused and looking into Gord's eyes he said "I love you so much, I want to make love to you" "Me too Lyle. me too" Gord sighed Lyle continued where he had left off, gently so very gently licking and massaging Gord's nipples with his tongue, With one hand he slowly moved down preparing the way as his lips and tongue followed. Gord lay there moaning his pleasure. He knew that he had promised himself to wait till that night but this could not be stopped. This was like a runaway train. Gord neither had the strength nor the will to stop what was happening. Like Lyle he was in love and he wanted to have Lyle, over him, in him, all around him. He couldn't get enough of the man. Lyle continued his trek down Gord's torso covering the lad with kisses and caresses, his hands busy massaging and exploring. He had never had the chance to actually see Gord's body. Back in the States they had only come together in the pitch dark of the barn. Now he had the whole beautiful body in his view. It was all that he could do not to release a load of cum right there with no other stimulation than the touch of his lips on the young man's warm delicate skin, and the view of that same skin and body. His own manhood ached in it's stiffness. He lifted himself up and smiled at Gord who was laying there watching his body being pleasured. He half sat up and viewed the body that lay there open to his love. The sight was exquisite to his eyes. Gord's rod was pulsing out precum, which was pooling on his belly. "You are so beautiful Gord, your body is so beautiful" Lyle breathed out. He lowered himself again. He licked up the precum and licked the head of his young lover's cock. Gord sucked in his breath as he did so. Lyle commenced to lick the whole length of the cock starting at the base and then dragging his tongue to the head and tip. Each long measured stroke with his tongue elicited a surge of precum from the organ and a moan from Gord. Gord by now was reaching down with his hands to caress Lyle's head. Gord involuntarily bent his knees upward and outward, inviting Lyle to venture deeper. Lyle obliged and took up the invitation and repositioned himself so that he was kneeling between Gord's legs. He continued to lick the rock hard member he found there but also added to his acts the delicate ball sac that was hanging, lying there. He nuzzled it with his nose drinking in the aroma of manhood, sweaty from the walk, slightly pungent, and in everyway erotically delicious. It was like an aphrodisiac driving him onward. He knew that his own cock was now liberally oozing precum and he reached down smearing it over his cockhead. He gently opened his mouth and slid one of the testicles onto his tongue, savouring the taste and feel of it lying there. He moved it gently from side to side before releasing it again and bringing the other in. He then washed the entire scrotum and area around it with his tongue. The taste of the boy was making him wild with desire. Gord's legs were now wide apart, he was moaning out loud, begging for Lyle to take him. Lyle sat up on his knees and sliding his hands underneath Gord lifted him up. He leaned forward. He took Gord's cock into his mouth, sucking off the precum that was still oozing in copious amounts. He slide the cock into his mouth to it's full length so that he was almost gagging on it. then he slowly pulled it out and released it. When Lyle took his cock into his mouth, Gord convulsed at the intense shock that coursed through his body. He almost came, but Lyle sensing what was happening released him quickly. Lyle now turned his attention with his mouth and tongue just below the ball sac. The pungent aroma and flavour was stronger there and impelled him to attack it with all the more fervour. He was wild with desire for this boy, for his body. He had to have him! Gord was pleading with him to take him "Ohhnnn Lyle I want you so much, love me Lyle, take me!" he groaned. With his teeth bared Lyle nibbled gently from the ball sac down to the opening that would soon accept his own member, making them one. Then he licked that same region making it wet with his saliva. Gord was writhing under him in ecstacy. He went back and forth this way for several minutes, Gord sounding more and more desperate in his pleadings for release for the filling of his body. Each time though as he moved up and down he would make a light pass over the opening. The intensity of the pass increasing with each one. Finally he also could not wait any longer. He lifted Gord's back up a little higher, kneeling higher himself and buried his face to the attack of Gord's sphincter. Gord by now was out of control with desire. His head was lolling back and forth, tears streaming from his eyes. He was speaking but no intelligible words were coming from his mouth Lyle gently brought Gord's cock to his mouth and engulfed it. He slowly slid his hot mouth up and down on the rigid pulsing member. He knew that it wouldn't take much before he would be treated to Gord's nectar. He increased in the intensity, as he felt Gord flexing his hips in a fucking motion. He allowed the boy to fuck his face. Seconds later Gord let out a loud groaning scream as he released his love into Lyle's mouth. Lyle swallowed the first couple thrusts of cum that burst from Gord's throbbing cock. The rest Lyle allowed to fill his mouth. Gord was covered with s sheen of sweat, as he moaned out his pleasure. When Lyle was satisfied that Gord was finished he allowed the beautiful rod slip out of his mouth. Gord was still being held up in his arms with his legs hanging down above his face. Lyle carefully release a bit of the warm savoury cum from his mouth into his hand. This he used to coat his cock with. While he was doing this he lowered his face to Gord's ass and released the rest over the quivering opening. He worked the cum in and around the sphincter, fucking Gord with his tongue. Then he straightened up sitting tall on his knees. He repositioned Gord so that his opening was positioned and touching Lyle's' hard glistening rod. With one quick move he drove himself into the waiting body. Gord moaned out loud with the momentary discomfort, actually it felt like nothing he had ever felt before. Lyle slid in so easily it was an exquisite, almost elegant sliding in. He couldn't describe the feeling. He only knew that he never wanted it to end. Lyle was in another world. His head was flung back as he slowly rode in and out of the hot sheath of love that enveloped his penis. Every time he felt himself losing control he would hesitate for a moment as if resting and then he would continue. They continued like this for at least 5 or more minutes. Neither spoke a word. Lyle knew that he would not be able to continue much longer. He looked down at Gord receiving his love. He watched for a few seconds his cock sliding in and out of Gord, he could feel himself coming to the brink. "Gord" he said just above a whisper Gord heard his name being called, and looked up into Lyle's eyes "My Gord, I love you so much" Lyle paused ".I want to love you for ever" He let out a groan and allowed himself to fill his young precious one with the seeds of his love. He had never felt this way about anyone. Even when he and Gord had first coupled in the barn it was not like this. He understood a feeling right now, but feeling wasn't really it either, it was more of an emotion, as sense of . a sense of wanting to be with this young man for the rest of his life. This was no longer passion or lust. They had become one not only in a moment of passion. No, they had simply become one. Lyle slowly lowered himself down onto the body beneath him. He felt is cock slowly slide out as he did so. There lips met gently, softly, just brushing each other. "I love you Gord, I know that I love you, this is not just I think I love you" "I know Lyle, what just happened right now was like nothing I could ever imagine. I never want to lose you Lyle" Lyle felt his heart skip a beat. So Gord had felt it too. "Just looking down at you, just before I came inside you, I don't know , I just knew Gord that I love you so much" They held each other in close embrace. There was no kissing just holding each other close. They drifted off to sleep in each others arms.