Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 03:46:11 EDT
From: DinkyWriter@aol.com
Subject: Soul Mates, Chapter 2

Disclaimer: The author declares that this story and its characters are
fictitious and is not intended to mimic or relate to any real person.
Should you be likely to be offended by material of a homosexual nature,
including descriptions of sexual acts, then please leave now.

The author is happy to receive comments both good and bad, provided they
are constructive, and will endeavour to reply to all (no promises) sent by
email to the address below. Happy Reading!

P.S. IDEAS FOR STORIES WILL BE ADDED TO A GROWING LIST OF SUGGESTIONS; THE
MORE I LIKE THE SUGGESTION THE QUICKER IT GETS WRITTEN!

Copyright, DinkyWriter 2002

Contact the author: DinkyWriter@aol.com



Soul Mates
by DinkyWriter

Chapter Two


For the next couple of days there was, unfortunately, no sign of Tom. Not
only was I extremely disappointed but I also worried that perhaps he really
had guessed what I was thinking!

I had some amazing wank fantasies created now all surrounding Tom, nine
orgasms in just two days was a record for me, I just wished they weren't
limited to my imagination!

On the fourth day however things changed, oh how things changed. It was
about 8.30am when I went into next door to do the post and plants, but I
didn't get very far.

Lying at the bottom of the stairs headfirst was Tom. If it weren't for the
fact that he was unconscious, or at least looked it, I would have just
stared at the gorgeous sight before me. A naked boy-god, lying face down
and head first I drank in the total beauty of that lightly tanned
body. Smooth and muscular back narrowing to a slender waist just above a
pert downy covered perfect pair of bum cheeks, and the sexiest hairy legs
you've ever seen. Then I saw the blood.

I blinked rapidly and shook my head, feeling rather guilty for my instant
hard-on, before leaping into action to see how bad the situation was.

As I knelt beside Tom's head I could hear him snoring very lightly and so
sighed in relief that things were not as bad as they might have been. I
started to call his name and gently stroked his head as I rolled him over
onto his back and moved him carefully off the last three steps so that he
was flat. Guilty as I may have felt for doing it I couldn't help taking a
long lustful look at his body. Full muscular chest with a fine dusting of
hair that led to a trail leading down his tight flat stomach. A full, hairy
pair of nuts and a meaty dick surrounded by soft a looking light coloured
bush, which looked as though it had been trimmed. Tom stirred, a light
groan, followed by...

"...W..w..where am I?"

"Tom, can you hear me, it's Sam, from next door"

"Tom, you've had an accident, are you in pain?"

"Oh, ugh, erm, shit, yeah just about everywhere I think, shit...help me sit
up will you Sam?"

"No stay where you are until I can check you for any cuts and bruises, you
may have broken something on the way down the stairs, " I tried to sound as
masterful as I could, though I'm not sure how successful I was.

As I checked him over for any obvious scrapes I couldn't help but get a
hard-on, he was just a gorgeous hunk of boy-man. I asked him to wriggle his
toes and fingers and to nod and shake his head gently, he said nothing
hurt.

"Well you seem ok if a bit battered, let me help you sit up"

As I put my arm around his shoulders he sat up slowly.

" Oh shit, this must be some sort of record" he said rather quietly

"What's that Tom?" I asked worriedly

"Well you've seen me twice now and both times I've been completely
starkers, shit, look Sam I really am sorry you must think I'm some sort of
a pervy idiot or something"

"Hey don't sweat it, both times were accidents, these things happen and
anyway you haven't got anything I haven't got or seen before"

I didn't know if he knew that I was gay so I thought better of making any
wisecracks, particularly whilst he was completely naked and kind of leaning
on me. After this he seemed to relax a little and then said,

"So you gonna help me up so I can get some pants on at least"

"Sure but go carefully and lean on me, you get even the slightest twinge of
pain and you stop right where you are and tell me about it, ok, OK?"

"Yeah, yeah, stop fussing you sound like my mother"

As Tom stood he groaned a little and then stood free of me, that's when I
noticed the cut on his back again, it look deeper than I'd thought at first
and was just about hip level. The blood had spread a fair bit and the cut
look quite ragged and deep but had stopped bleeding of it's own accord,
thankfully, I offered to help clean it up (well at least I get to feast my
eyes a bit longer) for him

"Nah, I can't let you do that you've done enough already, I`m sure I can
manage"

"Tom, now whose fussing? Look that cut needs cleaning may even need some
stitches and you're not gonna be able to see or reach it properly. So it's
me you put up with or I'm taking you straight to the hospital, your choice
mate?"

Reluctantly he agreed and turned to start up the stairs, I followed about 4
steps behind. Oh what a view, right at my eye level was the most perfectly
formed muscular arse you could ever imagine. Covered in soft looking hair
that spread up from the back of his muscular legs. I just wanted to pull
those cheeks apart and rim him right then and there, my cock was leaking
copiously and had ideas all of it's own, this was like a dream but I knew I
was in for a battle of self control!


.... Chapter 3 follows.