Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2001 16:50:40 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Victor - Chapter #1

VICTOR

WARNING:
This is a fantasy about gay men/boys and homosexual acts between them.
If you are not of legal age or over to be reading this material or you do
not approve of homosexuality, please leave and find your own material.

Chapter #1

It was a cold, sloppy night and I was not in a good mood.  Someone had
parked in my space and I had to walk about 3 blocks back from where I
had parked.  No,  not in a really good mood.  But before I go any further
let me set this scene for you.

My name is Ryan, I am 28 years old with dark brown hair and gray eyes.
Last time I weighed myself after working out, I weighed a solid 180 lbs
spread over a well muscled 6'2" frame.  I worked out three nights a week
at a local gym to keep myself fit.  Being gay, that was a requirement if you
wanted to score with any regularity.  Most guys considered me good
looking and I guess I had to agree with them. My hair was trimmed close
on the sides and wavy. My  lips were full and inviting set in a square jaw
that was shaved daily, beards or unshaven dudes did nothing for me.

I had a good job with a local television station and was attending night
classes in photography at the stations expense. I live alone in a 3 story
walkup apartment building just off a local park.  My apartment is on the
2nd floor and comfortable, a bedroom, living room and dining alcove with
kitchen and bath.  Not expensive but what I could afford.

As I was saying, I was not in a good mood on a very nasty night. Reaching
my apartment building, I walked up the steps and entered the alcove to
open the door.  As I extended my key to the lock, I heard a whimpering
sound on my left and turned to see someone crouched in the corner.  I
could not make out who or what it was and was about to open the door
when I heard another whimpering sob that stopped me.

"Hello, do you want someone here?" I  asked.

No answer or sound except for a sort of cringing withdrawal into the
darkness at my question.

Peering a little closer as my eyes adjusted to the light coming from inside
the entrance, I could see it was a person wrapped in an old overcoat with
a sort of sock cap pulled low over the ears.  I stepped a little closer and
asked again, "can I help  you? Are you trying to see someone that lives
here?"

Leaning towards the figure, Ryan heard in a muffled tone "I'm just trying
to stay a little warm sir, please don't call the cops. It is cold and wet so
I
thought I would be out of the weather here until it stopped."

Hearing this, Ryan stepped closer and saw a young man huddled inside
some very smelly wet clothing.  Looking at him he asked "don't you have a
home to go too?"

Watching closely Ryan heard pleadingly "no sir, I am alone here but as
soon as the rain stops I will move along if it is okay with you."

As he was listening, Ryan saw the boys face and his deep blue eyes
pleading with him.  Thinking to himself, "damn I have never seen eyes
that blue."  The boy continued to huddle in the corner as he was thinking.

"Would you tell me your age and name please?" Ryan asked.

"Yes sir, my name is Victor and I am 19 yrs old."

"Well Victor, my name is Ryan and I live on the second floor if you would
like to come up and get out of this weather" Ryan offered.

The boy turned and looking at Ryan he said "do you mean it sir, you
aren't setting me up with the cops are  you?  I don't mean no harm to
anyone, I just want to get home."

The boy sounded pitiful as Ryan said "no Victor, just want to help you out
if you will let me."  Ryan inserted his key and opened the door as he
looked back at the boy.  He slowly moved towards the open door.

As they entered the lit hallway, Ryan noticed that the boy did not seem
dirty.  The smell was from his wet clothing, wool always smelled.  He also
noticed that he was about 5"11" tall and had blond hair peeking out from
under his cap.  Ryan led the way as they ascended the steps to his
apartment.

Using another key, Ryan opened the door to his place and flipped the
lights on as Victor followed him in and Ryan closed the door behind them.

Locking the door, Ryan turned and Victor was standing in the middle of
the room wrapped in his overcoat.  Victor stood there as Ryan walked
over to him and reaching up pulled his cap from his head revealing a
shock of golden blond hair.  Ryan dropped the cap by the door.

"Well Victor are you going to stand there or would you like to get out of
those wet clothes into a hot shower, I don't bite."

As Ryan watched, Victor opened his overcoat and he saw a thin shirt
underneath and a pair of very old jeans.  The shirt did not hide the fact
that Victor was a well built young man. Not bulging muscles but well
built.  Ryan took the coat and finding a hanger he hung it on the upper
door latch to dry.

Victor had not said a word since entering the apartment and stood where
he was.  Ryan removed his jacket and shaking it a little he hung it on the
coat tree by he door.  Turning he saw Victor's eyes following him as he
went to get a couple of towels.

"Come on Victor, the shower is this way.  After you strip those clothes off,
hand them out the door to me so I can put them in the washer, okay?"

Victor nodded and said "yes sir."

"It is okay if  you call me Ryan, not sir."

Ryan grinned when he heard "yes sir" as he led Victor to the bathroom.

Pulling the door open, Ryan showed Victor where the controls were and
said once again "hand me those clothes when you get them off, I'll be
right outside the door."

"But sir, Ryan. I won't have anything to wear if you take them from me."

"That's okay, wrap the towel around you when you are finished and I will
see if I can find you something to wear."  Ryan said as he pulls the door
almost shut.

Shortly a shirt was handed out and then the jeans and socks. Hmmm
Ryan thought "no underclothes or maybe he kept them."  The door closed
and he heard the water turned on.

Ryan drops the clothing into his small washer and after setting it, he
turns to make some coffee. While the coffee is making, he goes into his
bedroom and changes into a pair of sweat shorts but no top.  He was still
wondering about the lack of underclothing from Victor.

Coffee finished, Ryan pours a mug and sits it on the table. He turns off
the large overhead light and turns on  a couple of table lamps.  He hears
the shower water turn off and after a few minutes the door opens slowly.
Victor looks around the door before he moves out into the room, Ryan
inhales sharply when he sees him.  Victor has become a living Adonis. He
has wide shoulders, beautiful pecs with large brown nipples.  His lat
muscles taper to a narrow waist and a very flat stomach .  Biceps are full
and smooth leading to well tapered forearms with a light covering of
blond hair.  Victor's hair is damp from washing and his blue eyes peer out
and bore into Ryan's.  He stands there allowing Ryan to fully look his body
over and the slight bulge in the towel tightly secured around his waist.

Moving slightly towards a now mesmerized Ryan, he stops and asks "are
you gay Ryan? Is that why you asked me up to your apartment Ryan?"

Shaking his head as if to get the cobwebs out and still looking "No way
Victor, I  had no idea you are you when I saw you downstairs. How could
I they way you were bundled up and smelly" Ryan responds.

"I have been looked at the way you were looking at me by other men and
they were gay, are you?" Victor asks again.

"Does that make a difference Victor? If I am gay do you want to leave,
you can you know gay or not." Ryan regains his composure.

"I'm sorry Ryan, do you have something I can wear and maybe a cup of
that good smelling coffee. I haven't had anything in a couple of days and it
smells divine."

Ryan jumps up and going into the bedroom he gets his bathrobe and
takes it back to Victor.  "This should help out Victor until your clothes
are washed. Where are your underclothes? You didn't hand any out with your
other things."

Victor mumbles "I don't have any, just what I gave you."

"Oh, that's okay. Sometimes I don't wear any either. Feels good not to be
restricted and let it all hang down. Hey Victor, did I hear you say you had
not had anything in a couple of days?  You mean food?"

As Ryan hands Victor the mug of coffee, he again hears a muffled "Yes"

"We will fix that right now.  While you sip on that coffee, I'll make you
a couple of sandwiches, okay? I  have ham and cheese or bologna and
cheese, which do you want?" Ryan asks.

"One of each if it is okay Ryan, I like both of them."

"One each it is then. While I am fixing them Victor how about you tell me
a little about yourself and how you got in the fix you are in?"

"If you really want to hear it, okay.   I was born in Whittaker, Indiana
and went to school there.  I worked on my dad's farm with my two
brothers and was hoping to go to college but they could not afford it. I
have one brother 3 yrs older and one 2 yrs younger.  They like working
on the farm but I wanted to do something else.  Didn't know really what
but something other then farming.  I stayed there though until the
Ringling Bros-Barnum Bailey Circus came through and I got a job with
them last year as a roustabout."

Ryan set the two sandwiches on the table and looking at Victor he said
"working on a farm accounts for the body you have."

Picking up a sandwich Victor says "yeah, I guess.  I wrestled and played
football in school so guess that helped out too.  I liked wrestling and
was hoping for a scholarship after I won the state title.  No go though, not
many wrestling scholarships around."

"You liked wrestling in school? What did you like about wrestling, most
guys hope for a scholarship by playing football" Ryan asked as he
watched Victor eat.  He hadn't eaten for awhile it seems.

Mumbling around a full mouth, Victor tried to explain but failed until he
swallowed "I liked the feel of my muscles straining and the blood rushing
through my body as I tried to throw or pin the other guy.  Sometimes I
would get a raging hardon when I wrestled a good looking well built guy
and I could feel his when he was riding me or I was on top of him. Lots of
them would look at me and  grin. Damn near cost me a couple of matches
losing concentration like that."

"It sounds like you had an interesting high school career Victor. Did you
ever have sex with those guys you wrestled? Oops, sorry that is a personal
question." Ryan asks.

"No, didn't have sex but I jerked off another guy as he jerked me off. I
don't guess that is sex is it?  We were taking a shower after a match and
we both got hard washing our cocks and he started to stroke his cock while
he
looked at me. I did the same thing and he came over and took my cock in
his hand and put my hand on his. We jerked each other off but that is all.
Never saw him again and he was good looking too."

"What did you do in the circus Victor? Why aren't you still with them, I
think it is up in Chicago now."

" I was a roustabout Ryan. We did odd jobs around the circus like
cleaning up horse stalls, the arena's after a show, moving equipment,
loading and unloading the cars. Just about everything except act in the
arena.  I liked it and the moving around."

Victor hesitated before he asked "do you really want to know why I am
not with the circus now Ryan?"

"Sure Victor, why not? Something wrong that you don't want to tell? Its
up to you."

"I would not go to bed with the boss of the roustabout gang and he fired
me." Victor whispers almost to low to hear.

Leaning forward Ryan exclaims "you would not do what with whom?
Why didn't you turn the bastard in to the owners Victor?"

With tears in his eyes, Victor looks at Ryan and he hears "the guy was a
big black dude that liked white boys.  I refused when he asked me for a
piece of my ass and told him I was going to tell the boss. He looked at me
and told me I had better get my white ass away from the circus before I
had an accident. I was scared and I ran. Before they left, I snuck back to
see if I could get some of my clothes but one of the young black boys told
me they had been thrown out and the boss was telling everyone he had
fired me for being a smart ass. They all knew better but wasn't nothing
they could do about it. It had happened before and one boy did disappear.
No one cares about the young boys that run with a circus, most are
runaways anyway."  Tears were flowing down Victor's cheeks.

Ryan got up and going to the kitchen sink he got a wash cloth and wet it.
Walking back, he leaned over and wiped Victor's face trying to comfort
him as he did.  This boy had already lived a lifetime in a short period.

As he stood there holding the boys head against his body, Ryan suddenly
realized he was pressing Victor's head against his cock and he felt a surge
in his groin.  As he pulled away, Victor looked up and said "thanks Ryan"
and smiled revealing beautiful straight white teeth.  Ryan felt a weakness
in his legs and groin as he sat back down before he got a full raging
hardon.  The washer singled that it had finished its load.

Ironic, the washer was finished with its load and Ryan could feel the
pressure building in his loins to finish his load as he went to pull the
clothes out and transfer them to the dryer.

Returning to the table, he looks at Victor "looks like  you will have to
bunk on the couch in the living room if that is okay? I only have a one
bedroom place but the couch is comfortable."

"That's better then being in the streets" Victor says.

"Okay then, I will get some blankets and a pillow, be right back" Ryan
says as he walks back into his bedroom, his hard cock aching.

Ryan takes a pillow from his bed and pulls a couple of blankets from the
small closet. Turning, he almost falls over Victor standing behind him.
He had not heard him walk up behind him and he was startled for a
moment.

"Damn Victor, you scared me for a second there. I didn't hear you follow
me."

Victor stood there and Ryan could see his robe was hanging loosely and
he had removed the towel from around his waist.  A soft covering of blond
hard showed through where the robe was open at the throat.  Victor
stepped up to Ryan and taking the blankets and pillow from his arms, he
asked "Ryan I asked you before if you were gay and  you never answered
me. Would it help you if I told you I am gay?"

As Victor reached his  arms to hold Ryan, the robe fell further apart and
he saw a thick uncut cock hanging down from a golden bush nestled
against very large balls and as he looked he could see Victor was getting
very aroused.  Ryan felt Victor's arms around his waist and a rising cock
harden as it pressed against his rock hard meat.  They both were
breathing very heavily as Victor offered  his lips to Ryan with a
questioning look in those fantastically blue eyes.

Breathing very softly Ryan moans "Yes Victor, I am but I was not sure
about you." Their lips met and their tongues fought and explored as they
pressed against each other.

"What else would you like to know Ryan?" Victor asks in a husky
emotion laden voice. "What else can I tell you about me? Not much else to
tell except that I want you and I want you to take me, Oh maybe this."

"What do I like? I like men like you Ryan, solid, well muscled horny men
with hard bodies" Victor whispers into Ryan's ear as he grinds his groin
against
the very hard and large cock he feels still hidden from view.

Ryan leans back and pushes the robe off of Victor's shoulders letting it
fall to the floor as his sweat shorts are being pushed down over his hips.
Both men hold each other by their tight bicep muscles and scan the
beauty being offered. Victor's eyes light up as he sees the pendulum of
hard flesh swinging between them.  He sees a solid well muscled smooth
body with defined pecs and large nipples. A smooth tapered chest
developing into a small waist. The only hair is that leading from the belly
button down into a thick luxuriant bush of pubic hair nestled around
Ryan's thick, long uncut throbbing cock. Thick well muscled thighs
tapering down to lightly hair covered calves.  He squeezes Ryan's arms
tight as he watches his body being looked over.

Ryan looks into those deep blue eyes and sees desire and feeling.  Looking
down he runs his eyes over a beautiful golden body with its light soft
covering of golden blond hair across the top of his breast bone and
dropping down between well defined solid pec with beautiful large brown
nipples.  The soft hair dips down between the solid six pack muscles and
dissolves into a thick soft golden blond bush of pubic hair that surrounds
a thick, long smooth uncut shaft that is surging with each beat of its
owners heart.  Moving his hands from Victor's arms, he runs his hands
down his hard muscled back and feels two solid butt cheeks.  Pulling him
forward, he exhales and looking deep into Victor's eyes, he says "you are
the most beautiful man I have ever seen."

Smiling at the compliment, Victor whispers back "are we just going to
stand here all night?".....................

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