Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2007 08:54:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: firehose Joe <firehosejoe@yahoo.com>
Subject: To Thine Own Self Be True: Chapter 3

This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the
night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)

Each relationship, unique unto itself, must find its way and become what it
will. We all make the journey. Enjoy this story of Steve and Alejandro
(sounds like a-lah-handro -- Spanish). Though the theme of wrestling will
be a key component in the early chapters and a continuing theme, the story
is about relationships and being true to oneself.

Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the
author. Thanks to Bill for his suggestions. Comments can be sent to
firehosejoe@yahoo.com


>From the previous chapter:


"Just in case you didn't notice, I won." Steve said, changing the
mood. Looking into Alejandro's eyes trying to discern his thoughts, he felt
conflict and regret. The logic was unavoidable. He was younger, had been in
training for ten years or more without missing a season, he was half the
age of Alejandro. Still^Åhe had hoped. He had wanted to be spent on the
mat, his chest heaving gasping for breath as Alejandro lay across him, the
victor. His comment was met with silence. Alejandro let the silence grow
and held Steve's eyes with his own.

Slowly Steve lowered himself till he was lying atop Alejandro, their
bodies, sweat slick, pressing against each other. Resting on his elbows,
Steve let his face drop until their breath mingled. Their lips grazed each
other. Steve began to tongue the surface of Alejandro's lips only to be met
with Alejandro's tongue.

They let their tongues slip in and out of one another's mouth with a gentle
penetration. There was no desperate passion demanding immediate release,
though that would surely come.



To Thine Own Self Be True Chapter three

Steve lay there, sealed in sweat against Alejandro's body, gently
rocking. The soaked nylon created a friction making their dicks tingle in
anticipation.

Steve probed deeper into Alejandro's mouth, pulling his head into a tight
embrace. A groan escaped from Alejandro's throat.

Steve broke the kiss and let his head lower to Alejandro's neck. He licked
his ear and rivulets of sweat on his neck.

"Thank you. Thank you, Alejandro." Steve breathed into his ear. He kept up
the gentle rocking, feeling himself and Alejandro's thick muscles grow
hard. Lying still for a moment, he slipped his legs between Alejandro's,
spreading his legs slightly. Resting on his knees, Steve began to let only
the urethras of their hard muscles touch. It was gentle but it sent signals
deep into the psyches of both men.

He elongated the light stroking till the base of his cock rested against
the protruding muscle captured in Alejandro's Speedos.  He continued the
long strokes letting the pressure and desire build in both of them.

Sliding his body down Alejandro's, Steve began to lick at the base of
Alejandro's neck. He let his tongue trace the outlines of Alejandro's pecs
savoring the smell and taste of sweaty flesh. He found the nipples, now
hard from the stimulation. He took them into his mouth and gently tongued
them. He let his tongue take its pleasure, pulling them deep into his
mouth, holding them there and flicking them back and forth.

Steve felt Alejandro sliding his cock against his sweat coated abs that
pressed against Alejandro. He felt him began to pulse gently against his
hard abs. Alejandro's breath shuddered and again he let out a low groan.

"For someone who says they have little experience, you have a master's
touch." Alejandro said softly. "Don't stop."

Steve began to bite gently into the brown, protruding, salty flesh and was
rewarded with another shudder in Alejandro's body. Slipping his arms up
further, Steve let his hands slide under Alejandro's lats and began to run
his fingers and thumbs up toward Alejandro's sweaty armpits. With his
thumbs he squeezed the muscles, letting his fingers explore the sweat
soaked pits and the body he lusted for.

Sliding his hands behind Alejandro's shoulders he pulled himself again
toward Alejandro's mouth. Licking a line from his Adam's apple to
Alejandro's chin, Steve gently bit the muscled cleft he found
there. Alejandro reached for his mouth and Steve lifted his head and smiled
teasingly.

Being denied, Alejandro growled and rolled on top of Steve forcing his
tongue into Steve's mouth. Their bodies ground against each other as Steve
pulled them into a fierce bear hug and knotted their legs in a sweaty,
bulging muscled tangle. The humping, not that quick stabbing thrust that
comes before orgasm, was long, hard and intentional. It was the hot center
of the passion that smoldered, ready at any second to burst into consuming
flame.

Alejandro broke the kiss and looked into Steve's eyes holding him in his
stare. Steve smiled and said "Are you that hungry, dude?" and with that he
raised his mouth, forcefully invading Alejandro's. So intent was Steve in
his passion he pulled his knees up gently scissored Alejandro allowing each
to maintain the long demanding thrusts.

Their lips pressed hard against their teeth. Their tongues
battled. Alejandro straddled Steve and pulled him into a nearly seated
position. Steve's cock ground against Alejandro's swollen ball sack.

Alejandro pulled his head back and looked at Steve. "You are magnificent,
Stephen. Magnificent!" Leaning his head back, Alejandro signed deeply. He
lowered Steve back onto the mat, spreading Steve's legs this time and
covered Steve's body with his own. Steve, his eyes closed, reveled in the
moment, feeling the coarse hair against his chest.

Alejandro began to rock against Steve, their cocks demanding
attention. After building to a point of release or relief, Alejandro rolled
off. He lowered himself between Steve's legs and began to lick the
crevasses at Steve's crotch. He licked the sweaty nylon and gently bit at
the engorged tube of flesh. His tongue's attention moved to the inside of
Steve's thighs as he licked and occasionally bit the tissue adjacent to
Steve's balls. Steve's verbal groaning was unintelligible but all the more
satisfying to Alejandro.

Alejandro stopped and let his body slide across Steve's till they were
face-to-face again.

"I've got to get you out of that suit!" Alejandro growled. He lifted
himself and taking the band of Steve's Speedo quickly slid it off his
body. Alejandro knelt between Steve's legs and for a moment drank in the
site.

Steve's curly pubes were a nest for his throbbing piece. It was dripping
precum and with each heartbeat pulsed, the blood trapped in the organ,
ready to enable a seminal eruption at any time, it seemed. Steve's size, to
Alejandro, was perfect. Not too thick and a good length. Alejandro knew he
would bottom for Steve if he were uncomfortable taking Alejandro. He
harbored the hope that they could share in that pleasure. He knew it would
take time, encouragement and stimulation.

He knelt forward bracing himself on his knees and hands and blew gently on
the muscle. It responded with a spasm and lurched up as if inviting, no
urging Alejandro to take it into his mouth. Alejandro smiled and licked the
underside from the base of shaft to the slit in the glans. He then moved to
the deep crevices on either side. They were ripe with man sweat and the
smell of musk. He tongued the base of Steve's ball sack, lifting each orb
with his tongue.

Leaning back on his toes and knees, he took his hands and lifted Steve's
legs and began to bathe the area under the sack. Slowly he let the hard tip
of his tongue trace an outline of assault. He moved with deliberation and
intent. Laving the area he then returned with the hard point of his tongue
moving all around the area of the rosy sphincter.

With the hard tip he drew increasingly smaller circles till he grazed the
wrinkled rosy skin with the tip. Steve shuddered. His body seemed to quake
as he reacted to the sensation.

Continuing to circle, Alejandro was rewarded with something he had not
hoped for. Steve's pucker bloomed with the pink skin beneath. It was a
start, it held promise for Alejandro. He continued his assault on the rosy
wrinkled muscle and probed deep with his tongue -- another shudder from
Steve.

Leaving the muscled ring with some regret, Alejandro knew that to press the
issue might create tension, he feared. His tongue retraced the ever
widening circles away from the point of pleasure until Alejandro was once
again at the ball sack. He took the orbs into his mouth one at a time and
rolled them with his tongue. Steve rocked his torso gently with the
pleasure. Finally Alejandro moved his tongue to the base of the shaft and
with one swift movement licked the urethra and then consumed the whole
organ.

He let his throat massage the head until he was dizzy from lack of
oxygen. Slowly he withdrew and atop Steve, slid his body to Steve's face.

"You taste wonderful, my friend" Alejandro said.

"Alejandro, why have I missed all of this for so long?"

"You have missed nothing Stephen. You are now only ready for this and other
pleasures we can share." Alejandro said and then let their mouth's join for
more tongue wrestling. Finally he broke the kiss, lifted his body and knelt
between Steve's legs and said,

"Remove my suit!"

Steve scooted back and hooking his fingers in the top lowered the black
Speedo. Alejandro's cock was caught in the fabric momentarily and when
freed bounced and swung heavily. Steve didn't wait to let Alejandro remove
the suit but roughly grabbed his glutes and pulled the muscle toward
him. He hungrily took as much of the shaft into his mouth as he could till
he gagged.

"You can learn that skill in time my friend." Alejandro said gently.

Steve slowly let his mouth taste the sweaty glans. He ran his tongue around
the corona and felt a silent shudder pass through Alejandro. Burying his
nose in the sweaty crevasse he inhaled the maleness of his wrestling
partner. Licking deeply into the folds of skin, he tasted the sweat and
smelled the musk. His cock throbbed with the lust that surged through him
as he reveled in the scent.

Helping Alejandro roll back, Steve pulled the suit off and threw it
aside. Lifting Alejandro's legs Steve slid to the mat resting on his
elbows. He began to tongue Alejandro as he had been tongued. Unconsciously
feeling the sweat slick mat still warmed by their bodies, Steve began to
slide his throbbing meat against the mat. He imagined his cock fucking
something, anything, as his tongue explored

Urged on by his throbbing dick's friction against the slick mat Steve
ventured into unknown territory. As he lifted and spread Alejandro's legs
he saw the pink wrinkled muscle ring. Shutting his eyes he mimicked
Alejandro's movements and laved the area on either side of the
hole. Finally with a desire he did not question he let his tongue caress
the wrinkled area. Again and again he let his tongue press across the
flesh. Finally he steeled himself and with the firm point of his tongue
entered the fleshy area.

Salty, that was it. The taste of sweat and the same musk he had enjoyed
only centimeters away. Steve continued to explore. Impelled by his passion
he wanted to know more and more still. Alejandro felt his own desire
increase and an odd sense of pride in his young friend. For someone, and he
and known many, who reviled anything to do with submitting to or giving
pleasure in such an intimate way, Steve was proving to be quite versatile
in his ability to receive and give pleasure.

Steve pulled at the edges of the wrinkled ring with the tip of his tongue
alternately as he pushed it in as deep as it would go. Alejandro pushed out
to give him greater access. Again he shuddered with deep burning, animal
passion and desire for his young friend. Finally Steve slowed his assault
on this new place of pleasure and retraced his steps.

Letting his tongue bathe Alejandro's shaft, Steve languorously stretched
his body across that of his friend. They kissed again, exploring but
without the urgency of before. Slowly Steve began to rock his body against
Alejandro. Their spit slick cocks slid cross one another.

With an almost agonizing slowness, Steve kept the pace letting it build for
each of them. As if the exploration Steve had enjoyed had given him time to
catch his breath he felt the animal heat begin to rise in him as he
tightened his hold on Alejandro. Alejandro felt it also, in both of
them. Their tongues again asserted themselves reflecting the growing need
both felt.

Alejandro grunted and rolled atop Steve never breaking their tongues'
embrace. He wrapped his arms aside Steve's head, his bulging biceps
pressing, his shoulder knotted and shadowing Steve's face. His penis drove
harder against Steve's abs.

He gasped "Fuck, I'm so close Stephen, so fucking close!"

Steve accelerated the pounding, Alejandro matching him thrust for
thrust. Steve felt his male animal heat peak with an almost painful
abdominal contraction. He yelled out his release. Alejandro wrapped his
legs around Steve's thrashing pumping body as he growled out his own
orgasm. They continued to grind against each other till slowly the passion
ebbed and they collapsed in exhaustion. Satisfied, they just wanted to hold
each other in the moment. They both lay quietly for several moments,
gasping from the exertion and the pleasure.

Alejandro rolled off Steve, looked at him and quietly laughed, "Just who
made this mess!"

Rising to an elbow, Alejandro reached over and caught Steve's nipple
between his fingers and giving it a twist he said "we'll take care of it in
the shower."

They lay still recovering from the combat, looked at each other. Steve just
had to grin.

"What do you find amusing, my young friend? Do I perhaps have cum on my
face?"

"There and everywhere else, Alejandro! I'm smiling because I've never
imagined I could have so much fun wrestling, being so sexually stimulated
and so drained."

"Normally I would say the pleasure is all mine, Stephen; but, in truth we
have shared equally in the joy and pleasure."

Steve reached over to Alejandro's chest and took a nipple between his thumb
and finger. Slick with cum, he rolled it and pinched it gently never taking
his eyes from Alejandro's. Slowly he rose to his knees and gently pushed
Alejandro back on the mat. He lay atop Alejandro. Taking Alejandro's head
in his hands he looked into the dark pools and thought of so many things he
wanted to say, things that had lain dormant in his mind for
years. Intertwining their legs, he locked their bodies together, gently
rocking their groins and chests together. They lay there contented for a
short time.

Finally Alejandro said "there is more time. Let us shower and enjoy the
thought that we will wrestle again. Are you hungry? I'm getting quite an
appetite"

"Once I come down from this high, get cleaned up and cooled off, I'm sure
I'll be ravenous."

"Come, let us enjoy our shower and plan for the rest of our day, shall we?"

While Alejandro adjusted the water, Steve grabbed a towel and wiped at the
smeared cum as best he could and joined Alejandro in the shower. Multiple
and adjustable shower heads filled the space with soothing jets of tepid
water. They rinsed off and then turned toward each other.

Alejandro took scented herbal shampoo and lathering his hands, massaged
Steve's scalp as he washed his hair. After rinsing his hair, he took the
soap and began to slowly, with strong circular movements, wash Steve's
body. As he turned his attention to Steve's back he continued the pattern
and thoroughly cleaned the cleft of his buttocks. Slowly he let his fingers
move toward the rosy sphincter. Steve moaned with pleasure as the finger
slipped inside to the second knuckle.

With slow circular pulsing probes, Alejandro kept massaging the inside of
Steve's hole watching carefully for his reaction. Steve leaned back against
Alejandro's chest and reveled in the new pleasure. Withdrawing slowly,
Alejandro continued with circular motions and then added another finger.
Steve looked over his shoulder and met Alejandro's questioning eyes. Steve
simply smiled and shut his eyes.

With greater gentleness Alejandro circled and probed deeper into the space
only withdrawing to stretch the sphincter gently. After a short while,
Steve looked at him again and stepped away from the gentle invaders.

"Alejandro, I do not mean to mislead you, but really, no one has ever done
that for me before" he said as his eyes conveyed his trust. "It's not so
bad actually. Now it's my turn with you."

Following Alejandro's actions, Steve shampooed and washed Alejandro's
body. As he circled his fingers toward the sphincter he inserted two and
probed more deeply with an aggressive touch.  Alejandro looked back and
said, smiling "use three." With deep contentment Alejandro let Steve
explore his body. He felt Steve's tongue on his neck and gentle biting
across his shoulder as Steven pinched a nipple with his free hand.

Alejandro gently stepped forward, tuned and took Steve by the shoulders.

"Are we moving too fast for you, Stephen?"

"Yes and no. I am beginning to imagine all the things we may be able to
share and want them all, now. Yet, I know it's better to wait and savor
them. Does that make sense to you?"

Alejandro chuckled deeply in his chest "You are wise beyond your
years. Let's finish here and enjoy some time by the pool while our
appetites grow."

Turning the water off, Alejandro grabbed a towel and cursorily dried
himself. Tossing the towel in a basket for dirty laundry, he turned to
Steve.

"I don't plan to dress unless you'd be more comfortable covering yourself."

"Don't worry about me; I'm fine like I am."  Following Alejandro, they
returned to the pool area. Steve pulled up a lounge chair next to the pool
and enjoying the afternoon sun in dappled shade. He drifted off to
sleep. Alejandro looked at him wondering where their friendship might lead.

Nearly an hour later Steve awakened. With a sharp intake of air sat up and
saw Alejandro smiling.

"I must have dozed. Sorry for being such a boring guest."

"You should feel refreshed with your short nap. Are you ready to think of
food?"

"I'm starving!" replied Steve, enthusiastically.

"Come; let's see what Sanchez has provided for us."

After a leisurely dinner they rested by the pool enjoying the waning sun
and warmth of the day.

"And how would you like to spend our evening, Steven?"

"If you are up for another match I'd enjoy tying up with you again. This
afternoon was awesome." Steve grinned, remembering their tangle of bodies,
struggling for mastery.

"It will be my pleasure. Let's go to the mats?"

"Lead the way to your destruction, big boy," Steve taunted. His comfort
with the somewhat austere Alejandro was increasing. Steve knew he had to be
himself and let Alejandro think what he would.

Alejandro chuckled and turned; met Steve's smile with his own and walked,
naked, toward the wrestling room.

"Wait here a moment if you will," Alejandro instructed "I want to prepare
the room.

Steve waited, the warm humid air of early evening bathing his
body. Wondering what Alejandro would do to prepare the room increased both
his anticipation and excitement. He felt his dick swell slightly. Alejandro
called and Steve entered the space.

It was dark. Steve said, "Turn on the lights^Å..what happened to the
windows^Åwhere are you?"

"Its just a few steps walk slowly. Follow my voice."

Steve reached out, one hand in front and one to the wall he
remembered. Following Alejandro's voice he felt his heat before he touched
him. Steve's cock was responding as if it had a mind of its own and knew
what was in store.

Alejandro felt his arm and guided Steve's hands to his waist the put his
hands on Steve's shoulders.

"Sometimes the element of the unknown will heighten all senses within a
person. You will find ways to control the light and darkness in the space
in a moment. It will be your choice -- your comfort is my greatest
concern. Now let me take your hand for a moment."

Taking Steve's offered had, Alejandro moved it to a dimmer switch on the
wall nearby.

"Turn it."

Steve did as he was asked. The darkness of the room melted into complex
shadows on the mat. Steve looked up. He could see that the light from the
windows had been blocked, probably by shades between the panes of glass,
thus explaining how the late afternoon sun had been erased. The
illumination came from various lights fixed to walls, floor and poles,
pointed so that their beam was directed away from the mat.

"Adjust the light and see the variations that emerge on the mat." Alejandro
ordered.

Steve turned the knob and saw that he could fill the space with overlapping
pools of light with the dimmer. Adjusting the dimmer he could deepen the
shadows until there were pockets of nearly impenetrable darkness on the
mat.

"Push that button." requested Alejandro.

Steve immediately saw the lights begin to darken and relight in a random
order. He adjusted the power of the lumens with the dimmer knob realizing
the infinite patterns would not repeat. The program operating the lighting
created a continually changing kaleidoscope of dim light and shadow on the
mat.

Alejandro said, "The only time the lights are in unison is when there is
complete darkness. I find that this heightens my senses and causes me to be
more intuitive in my grappling. Of course it is a sensory game, but I enjoy
it. If you would like the lights to remain on simply dial the dimmer
control until it switches all the lights on."

Steve replied, "No, I like the effect. Alejandro, I've never said this to
anyone; but, in my early teens I imagined being in a fight in a darkened
warehouse, not knowing the person I was fighting. That image gave me some
of my best jerk-off sessions for several months in a row. What setting do
you use?"

"It depends on the person with whom I'm wrestling. Sometimes if I'm in a
contest with someone I know well, we will turn off the lights altogether
and add interest to our match in that way. Most usually the lights are dim
and static when there is an exhibition contest staged for me and my
friends."

"An exhibition contest?" queried Steve.

"More about that later and I promise I will tell you all. I will be glad to
answer your questions. Now, if I remember you want to wrestle. Correct?"

"Yes. Is it alright to dim the lights and put the random program on? That
would be so cool."

"Of course, my friend."

Steve adjusted the light until it created maximum shadow and then pressed
the switch that caused the random patterns. He saw Alejandro cross to the
center of the mat, turn and stand and face him, gesturing with his hands
that Steve should join him.


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